#the chance of us being on facetime is. very high

[wileys-russo]

cheeky little angst to fluff blurb for leah??

leah didn't do her acl in this because i said so insensitive II l.williamson

"-so i'll rest again for a bit in bed, go to breakfast and then i think we have our team walk in a couple hours? oh! then a few of the girls are gonna go for breakfast and to the beach tomorrow before our flights since they're later at night. the beaches here are literally insane babe the water is so blue, i'll make sure to send you some photos. i'm keen for one last taste of summer before returning to the bleak dead cold of the uk." you joked with a smile, your girlfriend humming tiredly in response.

"i'm sorry baby i'm talking too much. are you sure you're okay? you played brilliantly leah really, i was so proud of you." you softly assured, as you had been for the majority of this phone call which was really annoying the blonde more than helping her to feel better as you intended.

both of you away with your respective national teams for international break you'd both been on the phone much as you could, forever attached at the hip you missed the older english girl who held your heart terribly.

however it would appear that your break was going a whole lot better than leah's, australia coming away with an 8-0 win a few days ago and england having just lost 3-2.

your chances of qualifying were looking up whilst hers seemed in a jeopardy she'd not predicted experiencing.

"i'm fine." if you would have picked up on the hidden sharpness of her words you might have caught on and changed topics, however still half asleep you missed it, having been up very early to watch your girlfriends match.

"losses happen lee it doesn't mean you girls have any less chance of qualifying, you've come back from worse yeah? heads held high and leave it in the past, same thing you tell us all each week in red babe." you tried to comfort her only your words had the opposite affect.

with the loss playing heavily on her mind and leah attributing a large portion of the blame toward herself in defence, she felt a bitter bubble of jealousy and frustration begin to build up in her throat. and before she could think any better of it, it came out suddenly like a toxic word vomit.

"yeah well some of us have actual challenges to face to qualify. we can't all get the easy draw and piss poor low ranking teams to smash 8-0, scoring hat tricks against players with half your professional experience and no funding into their programs, can we? the entire olympics qualification system is a fucking joke!" leah snapped, a few of her team mates heads swiveling toward her with a mix of frowns and surprise at her harsh tone.

silence was all that she was met with after her little outburst, you opening and closing your mouth in somewhat a state of shock at the venomous tone from your usually calm mannered and always supportive girlfriend.

"you must be tired and your flights soon. i'll call you later before warm ups?" you asked hopefully, heart hammering in your chest. "no, i'm going into the training centre soon as i get back." leah replied bluntly, clearly not intending to watch your match as you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

"right. well i hope you get some rest on your flight then." and with that the line beeped signaling you ended the call, leah shoving her phone into her pocket and resting her chin on the handle of her suitcase she was currently sat on.

"leah mate...that was painful to listen to." georgia winced from beside her, keira humming in agreement. "what? she's being insensative! if she knew me she'd know i fucking hate being coddled and thats all she was doing, as well as flaunting her stupid win." leah muttered with a roll of her eyes.

"is that seriously what you think?" keira questioned, eyebrows knitted together as leah only gave a small shrug. "leah." the younger girl sighed, shaking her head.

"she barely mentioned the win to you when it happened, she spoke about her hat trick maybe once on facetime that night? she stayed in to call you like normal instead of being out for dinner celebrating with her team." keira began to lecture the blonde beside her.

"do ya know what time it is in western australia right now leah?" georgia continued on, eyes wide looking at her phone as again leah only shrugged, though a hint of guilt was just starting to creep in.

"it was 3:30 in the morning there when we kicked off and she watched the entire match and then stayed up for a few hours afterwards to call you, so that she could comfort you and try to make ya feel better." georgia lectured, leahs stern gaze beginning to crack at her words.

"then you just dismissed all of the graft she put in last match and her entire teams hard work down to something they have no control over. doesn't matter who they play leah, they deserved each win." keira continued, leah taking her bottom lip in between her teeth as she sat up and rubbed her face with her hands.

"then she gets up at 3:30 to watch your game and you tell her you aren't bothered to watch hers when its at a more than reasonable time, because you're busy feeling sorry for yourself." georgia added on, yet another blow of guilt for her to swallow.

"did you think it was insensitive when we beat them in the semi final of their home world cup, and you celebrated with your team afterwards?" keira asked with a raised eyebrow.

"nah that was different! i went right to her first to make sure she was okay and tell her how proud of her i was, and she told me to go out afterwards and went out with her own team." leah defended suddenly, shut down by the looks from her best friends either side of her.

"exactly leah, so then how is that any different than her trying to console you after this loss? and then you had to go and open your stupid hot headed mouth, stick your foot in it and probably make her feel like shit before her final international match of the break, which you all but said you wouldn't be watching. how is that fair?" keira delivered the final punch as leah crumpled, head hung in her hands with a small groan.

"yeah alright alright i get it, i've royally fucked up here." leah sighed, standing suddenly and walking off with her phone held to her ear, calling you over and over as each time the phone would ring out only affirming to her that she had really stepped in it this time.

trying you for a fifth time, urged to hurry up from her team mates as their flight was boarding leah's phone vibrated with a message as again you didn't answer.

from; lover girl i need some space please, i'll call you once i land back in london x

with a frustrated sigh leah heart reacted the message not wanting to overstep, locking her phone and hurrying over to keira who was impatiently waiting to board.

she had some serious groveling to do.

~

you opened and scanned through the multiple messages from leah she'd sent while obviously watching the game, withholding the urge to smile at her running commentary and complimentary words about how you and the team played.

still quite frustrated with her and still wanting space you opted not to reply, locking your phone and tucking it under your leg as you rummaged around in your backpack for your airpods.

"you're not gonna call leah?" steph asked with a look of surprise as you settled in beside her on the bus back to the hotel, where as normally you'd sit by yourself to call your girlfriend after each match like clockwork.

"nope." you answered simply, shaking your head and tucking one knee up to your chest. "what's happened?" the older girl sighed knowingly, draping an arm over the back of you as your head came to rest on her shoulder.

through the four seasons you'd played together at arsenal the two of you alongside caitlin and now kyra had become like a family, relishing in the familiar comfort of having your fellow aussies around living in a foreign country where you hardly saw your actual loved ones.

"i think we had an argument? but we didn't exactly argue." you replied, still a little in the dark yourself on what had caused leah's outburst. steph only gave you a confused stare and nodded for you to explain further as you did so, recounting your conversation with the blonde captain this morning.

"ahhh, i see." steph nodded now caught up as you hummed tiredly, the time now nearing eleven at night. "you know she loves you very much. but we both know she hardly has a filter on what she says sometimes, and she's quite potentially the most patriotic person i know both for club and country." steph chuckled, patting your shoulder.

"norf london foreva." you mocked her accent quietly with a small smile, admittedly missing it even more now you knew you'd not be speaking to her for a couple of days while you flew.

"but thats not to dismiss how harsh she was and how that would have made you feel. i think some space is a good idea, gives her some time to reflect on why you're upset and why what she said was wrong. you gonna be okay?" the brunette asked softly as the bus pulled in outside your hotel.

"yeah, i'll be fine. it's been nice being back home and seeing all the girls again, and we're going for brunch and to the beach tomorrow. i'm just focusing on that and the horrendous jetlag we're due for once we touch back down." you groaned, steph agreeing as the two of you filed off the bus.

~

"kyra i promise you, if you so much as breathe near me for the next twenty four hours i am going to murder you." you spoke calmly, stopping to take a deep breath as the younger girl purposefully stepped on the back of your trainer again.

you loved her dearly but it was like having your own child as she'd wound you up for hours now, giving you a brief moment of rest when she'd finally passed out on the plane. but now fully awake and in her usual tiresomely hyperactive mood she'd been kicking the back of your knees out and stepping on the back of your shoes from the moment you stepped off the plane.

"leave her be! honestly mate you're so annoying." caitlin groaned on your behalf, wrangling the girl into a tight headlock and dragging her away from you as the four of you headed out of baggage collection.

"i see your personal chauffeur has arrived." you looked up in confusion as steph elbowed you, spotting leah a hundred or so metres away. "ooo she's off to kiss her little girlfr-" kyra's sarcastic kisses and teasing words were cut short as caitlin suddenly swept her feet out from under her, sending her tumbling to the ground on her ass.

"oi!" with that the two took off chasing one another around the terminal, steph kissing your cheek and telling you to call her if you needed her as she hurried off to sort your friends out, the three of them set to take an uber together.

you watched leah nervously shift her weight from one foot to another as you slowly made your way over, her face partially hidden by the hood drawn over her head. a hoodie which you quickly recognized as one of yours, a faded black australian national team hoodie from years ago.

you also noticed she had a bunch of flowers in one hand which she immediately held out to you. "hi." leah breathed out quietly once you arrived in front of her and had taken the flowers with a mumbled thank you.

"hi." you echoed back, adjusting your bag on your shoulder and shaking your head as she offered to take it from you, the two of you wordlessly making your way out of the airport and to the car park.

you dumped your bag in the boot which she opened and closed for you, sliding into the passenger seat with a tired sigh and carefully placing the flowers on the floor between your feet as leah sat beside you, starting up the car and pulling away.

"can we talk? or do you want some time to like actually sleep and rest, you must be insanely jetlagged. i can stay at beth and viv's place tonight? give you some space." leah offered, the two of you having been living together for well over a year now.

"no it's fine, we can talk." you confirmed, adjusting your position as your head slumped against the window, eyes struggling to stay open which didn't go unnoticed by the blonde beside you.

"are you sure? you look exhausted we can-" "leah i'm sure, we need to talk."

you hadn't mean to come across as bluntly as you did given your jetlag, as you saw surprise flicker across your girlfriends face for a moment before she nodded and you mumbled a quiet apology, rubbing your eyes.

"well i'll start. firstly; i am so incredibly unbelievably sincerely sorry for what i said to you love. i was tired and frustrated with my own performance not that thats any excuse, and selfishly a little jealous of your big win when we lost. which was completely unfair because i am so so proud of you in everything that you do. i promise!" leah started, glancing over at you as she stopped at a red light and you gave her a small smile, nodding for her to continue.

"you put so many hours of extra training in to prepare for the world cup and of course thats payed off and you're finally seeing the benefits. I was bitter and selfish and i lashed out at you when you were just trying to make me feel better, like always, and i am really really sorry baby." leah continued, falling silent after as you assumed she'd finished talking.

"well firstly; you were an asshole." leah winced at that but nodded, understanding her actions were to blame here.

"but i understand you were feeling poorly after a loss, i just wish you'd communicated that with me a little better and i would have left you be with your own thoughts rather than talking your ear off and probably worsening your mood." you sighed, the blonde quick to assure she normally loved you talking her ear off.

"i just felt like i didn't understand what i'd done to cause you to be upset with me, and then you snapped about the qualifying process and you weren't entirely wrong but-"

"i was! i was wrong about that. its been the way they're done for years now and its not anything you or i are ever going to have the influence to change single handedly, and i should have never dismissed the shift you and the girls put in for that win." leah was quick to clarify before apologizing for interrupting you.

"thank you. next time please just communicate with me how you're feeling and what you need lee." you smiled tiredly, your girlfriend reaching for your hand and smiling in relief when you allowed her to take it, the blonde bringing it to her mouth and placing a few tender kisses on your knuckles as she glanced toward you.

"eyes on the road thanks charmer." you smiled tiredly, leah not letting go of your hand but dropping it to rest on the middle console, her other hand expertly maneuvering the steering wheel.

the rest of the ride home was filled with a much more comfortable silence, leah thanking her lucky stars you'd been so forgiving and remanding herself over and over for ever wronging you, smiling softly at you asleep in the seat beside her.

parking in the driveway she flicked the car off, carefully getting out and softly closing her door. she grabbed your bags out of the back and hurried them inside, dropping them in your shared bedroom and rushing back to the car, leaving the front door open.

gently opening your door she caught your body as it slid out having been leant against the door, your eyes shooting open as you inhaled sharply and sat up. "we're home baby." leah advised, affectionately rubbing your flushed cheek with her thumb as she pressed a kiss to your temple.

with a tired nod you allowed her to pull you up and out of the car, walking yourself to the front door and rubbing your eyes. you stretched as you crossed the threshold of your home, squealing as leahs hands poked at the sliver of skin which popped out as your top rode up.

"hello." you latched yourself onto her the moment she closed the front door and turned, your cheek smooshed into her shoulder as her hoodie clad arms wound tightly around you. "i really really missed you." leah sighed, swaying the two of you back and forth as you relished in the familiar warmth of her embrace.

"so i can see, you've become an honorary tillie." you teased, tugging on the sides of the hoodie as your chin moved to rest against her sternum, looking up at her in amusement. "for you my girl? anything." leah promised with a soft smitten smile, leaning down to kiss you.

"leah what is that?" you spotted a piece of cardboard on the kitchen counter over her shoulder, pulling away from her right before her lips met yours causing her to frown.

"welcome home from prison!" you read out the sign with a scoff, leahs arms folding around you from behind as her chin rested on your shoulder and you felt her body vibrate with a quiet laughter.

"thought it might be a bit too soon for the joke to land right without an apology first." leah admitted, pressing a few light kisses to the side of your neck.

"mm yeah good choice. dick!" you shoved her playfully as she continued to cling onto you, spinning you around. "may i have a proper kiss now please?" the blonde pouted, puckering her lips as you smiled, shaking your head.

"well i am all for charity and since you asked so nicely." she pinched your side for the comment, pressing her lips to yours before you could say another word.

the way her lips slotted perfectly with yours would forever make your head spin, sending you into a love drunk haze of dizziness at the euphoric feeling of kissing her. the way her bottom lip would part slightly as her hand flew to the back of your neck, her tongue slipping into your mouth as her thumb rubbed gentle circles just below your ear.

her lips always soft and welcoming, her kisses calculated and thought out, making sure that with every fleeting second you could feel how deeply she cared for you. this kiss in particular was two weeks in the making, the blonde pouring into it every inch of her adoration for you with each slight adjustment and touch, her other hand resting on your waist to draw your body even closer into hers, trapping the two of you in a cocoon of warmth and love and safety.

"welcome home." she pulled away with a light smack, pressing a few softer kisses to your swollen lips before pressing her forehead against yours, closing her eyes and hugging you tightly, anchoring you in her arms like a lost ship coming ashore.

the sea of your relationship wouldn't always be smooth, but with leah at the helm and you loyal by her side the two of you could get through pretty much anything.

"it's two now baby. do you want to sleep for a few hours and then up for dinner? and we can stay up till around maybe ten to try and reset your schedule?" your girlfriend offered sweetly, warm lips pressing against the crown of your temple with each word.

"so long as you're with me i don't mind." you sighed, head falling to her chest as you squeezed her tightly, melting the older girls heart who hugged you back just as firmly.

"well you can't sleep standing up." with that she'd bent down to grab the back of your thighs, hoisting you up. "bed or lounge baby?" the defender asked with a raised eyebrow. "not the first time you've asked me that while i'm off the ground in your arms." you smirked, kissing her nose and grinning as she scrunched it slightly.

"even half asleep with jet lag you remain a cheeky cheeky girl." leah tutted with a shake of her head and carrying you with her over to the sofa, turning around and sitting down as she pulled you to sit between her legs which stretched down its length.

"can you put the golf on please?" you mumbled tiredly, shuffling so your head was resting on leah's chest, hearing her heartbeat beneath your ear as leah smiled happily in surprise at your request. "really?"

"yeah, always sends me to sleep." you continued, closing your eyes as leah rolled hers, carding a hand through your hair but doing as you asked, nails scratching at your scalp and the english captain chuckled seeing within a few short minutes you'd fallen right back to sleep.

desite the fact she actually enjoyed watching the golf much to your horror, a few holes in, she was ashamed to admit she joined you, eyes drifting closed.

#leah williamson x reader #woso x reader #woso #leah williamson #woso blurbs #woso imagine #engwnt #woso fanfics

[milaisreading]

Hi, thank you for your work! may I ask you for fic about manager meets bllk boys's parents/siblings and they either think that manager and their soon/brother are dating or just want to be their wingman(woman)? and boys are embarrassed.

Author: Thank u sm for reading! And thank you for this request too, I really enjoyed writing this one! Hope you like it🩷

Warnings ⚠️: none in particular. Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

Characters: Isagi, Reo, Chigiri, Bachira and Rin

⚽️Blue lock belongs to: Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

Isagi:

"So Blue Lock is becoming something like a reality program? And Ego-san agreed to it?" Isagi asked as both him and (Y/n) were facetiming each other. Last night Anri informed (Y/n) of the new idea the JFU and Ego agreed on. They both found the idea rediculous, having the whole of Japan and maybe even beyond monitor all their work and training was just... bizarre.

"Yeah." (Y/n) answered, biting into one of the cookies her dad left on the counter.

"It sounds so rediculous, I wouldn't wish to be you guys. The whole idea of someone watching me training is bad, but having millions of people do so..." (Y/n) cringed, an act that made Isagi blush a little.

"Cute..." He muttered.

"What?"

"I-I mean... Yeah it sounds very scary. I still can't believe it will be a thing."

While Isagi tried to pull himself out of the mess he made, he didn't notice his mom walk into the room and her hearing the name '(Y/n)' come out of his mouth. The woman's eyes lit up and she walked over to Isagi.

"Oh! You are (Y/n) (L/n), right?" Isagi jumped at the sound of his mom's voice.

"Huh? I am, good evening ma'am." (Y/n) answered in a startled manner, confused how this woman knew her name.

"Mom? What are you doing here?" Isagi asked, flustered from being caught.

"In the living room?" The woman laughed and turned to look at (Y/n).

"It's so nice to finally meet Yoichi's girlfriend. You are just as lovely as Yoichi described you." The said boy felt his face grow pale and his world crashing.

'Mom?!'

"Girlfriend?! No ma'am, Isagi and I are just friends-"

"No need to hide from me that. I can see it from the way Yoichi talks about you! I can already heat the wedding bells-"

"Alright,(Y/n) we need to go! I will talk with you later!" Yoichi said quickly and the girl nodded, too embarrassed to say anything. Once the call was over Isagi took a few deep breaths, then flinching as his mom pinched his cheeks.

"Why so rude, Yoichi? I wanted to talk with her, she really seems lovely."

"Mom, please (Y/n) and I aren't dating... we are just friends..." Isagi said, trying to calm his mom down.

The woman kept quiet for a moment and the nodded her head.

"I see how it is... My little Yoichi is embarrassed talking about his relationship!"

"What?! Mom, no-"

"I will leave you and pretend you don't have a girlfriend... for now! But you better bring (Y/n) over here soon."

"We are not dating-"

Isagi bit his tongue and his mom giggled at him.

'I do wish (Y/n) was my girlfriend though... I hope I didn't lose my chances tonight...' Isagi sighed as he looked down at his phone.

Reo:

When (Y/n) agreed to meet up with the purple-haired boy she expected them to visit an arcade and fast food restaurant. And while the first part did happen, the second part was more jarring. Instead of going to a local fast food place, Reo brought her to a very high-end expensive restaurant, where some waiters were oddly familiar with him.

"I really don't think we should eat here. I am sure there are other, cheaper places." (Y/n) said as the boy kept pulling her to their seats.

"Huh? Do you not like this one? I know a better restaurant down the road-"

"N-no... I meant this place is a little bit over my budget..." (Y/n) admitted, embarrassed as she looked around the place, but Reo paid no mind and sat her down, then he took the chair opposite of hers.

"Don't be rediculous, I am paying anyways."

"What? No, please don't-"

"(Y/n), you are doing a lot for us at Blue Lock and I really want to thank you somehow. You never ask for anything, just let yourself go." Reo said calmly as he sent (Y/n) one of his grins, the girl wanted to protest again, but a woman's voice stopped her.

"Reo? What are you doing here-oh?"

The boy's eyes widened as the duo looked up to find the heir's mother looked at them in shock. The boy gulped, recognizing the look she sent him and (Y/n) just felt awkward.

"Good afternoon, ma'am." The girl spoke up awkwardly and Reo felt like he wanted to die the moment his mom grinned at (Y/n).

"Reo, why did you never introduce me to your little girlfriend? She looks lovely. Hello dear, is my son treating you right? I hope he is being a gentleman-"

"M-mom you got it wrong. (Y/n) here and I are just-"

"(Y/n)? Finally I can put a face to the name." The older woman grinned and leaned down to the girl's eye-level.

"My son loves you a lot, he talks about you whenever he has the chance."

"I... Thank you?" (Y/n) said nervously and looked between her and Reo, who felt like dying in that moment.

'Talk about having no luck...'

The woman then spoke up again.

"I will be going now. Have fun you two, and Reo don't be stingy, we will talk about this tonight too."

The flustered teens looked at each other as the woman left and Reo started profusely apologizing.

'Wonderful... mom ruining my chances with (Y/n) wasn't on my plan today.'

Chigiri

There are two things Chigiri knows about his sister: 1. She is very beautiful and 2. She can be quite a handful when it comes to his love life. He didn't know which one he hated the most, the part where random dudes would ask for his sister's number or the one he was witnessing right now. Manshine city was having their first match this season, and the redhead decided to invite his mom, sister and (Y/n) to the game. The last one caused him to get death stares from Reo and Nagi, as they wanted to be the ones to invite her. And at the current moment he really wished he wasn't faster than the two.

It was half time right now and both teams were on their break when Chigiri's phone started to go off. In confusion he read through the messages, when his face started turning into a horrified one.

His dear sister had somehow started chatting with (Y/n) during the game and after finding out who she was, the older sibling decided to be the wingwoman for him.

'She is so sweet, Hyoma! Don't worry, with my matchmaking skill I will get you both together in no time!'

'Sis please don't do this to me now! It's humiliating and you are probably making (Y/n) uncomfortable.'

'Don't be rediculous she is enjoying the stories mom and I have been saying about you.'

'Mom is in on it too?!'

'Of course! Anyways, I need to come up with some strategies rn. Talk to you after the game... Btw (Y/n) told me she finds your gameplay today extraordinary good.'

Chigiri read the last message and inwardly sighed, knowing he will later have to deal with all the possible misinformation his sister or mom said. But one thing he loved about the older right now, was her telling him the last part. It was a good boost to his ego.

'If she found that impressive, wait for what else I have in store.'

Bachira:

"Meguru, my dear you did a phenomenal job! I am so proud of you!" The yellow-eyed boy grinned as his mother gave him a tight hug. It was right after Blue Lock finished their match with the U-20 and the boy still had so much adrenaline in his system. He felt like on top of the world after Isagi scored then the final point, he loved it. Loved the defeated look on the JFU and the U-20 team, the cheers and praises and he loved the look of joy (Y/n) had sent them from the benches. It was a look he will cherish forever and the one he will do his best to see again and again. He talked to his mom for a bit and the conversations they had were rather normal, until someone caught the older woman's eyes.

"Oh! Is that the girl you are crushing on? (Y/n), right?" Bachira froze in his spot and told his mom to be a little quiet, since he didn't want her to know that... well, not yet at least.

"Aww my baby is all grown up now, by the way she is coming over here. Be on your best behavior and let me deal with it."

"She is what? And what do you mean deal-"

"Bachira, Ego-san said we need to pack up." The boy slowly turned to look at (Y/n) and gulped nervously.

"A-alright! Let me just say-"

"You are (Y/n) (L/n), right? My son told me so much about you!"

Cursing to himself, Bachira watched in horror as (Y/n) turned her attention to his mom.

"Yes, you must be his mom. Bachira said a lot of great things about you to me. I heard you like to paint!"

"Yes! It's a big passion of mine, are you into any arts form?"

"Well, I do like literature and music. But painting is interested as well..."

Bachira felt his tension ease a little as he watched the two converse and slowly tye panic formed into relief. He really hoped they would get along and by the looks of it his prayers were answered. Although his mom would drop off some embarrassing statements about him, it looked like (Y/n) didn't mind.

'Maybe I could handle mom being a wingwoman... she seems to know what she is doing.'

Rin:

"Ahhh that's so adorable! You two are like the Romeo and Juliette of football, Rin." The boy spat out the water he was drinking and looked at his mom in disbelief. He was slowly regretting inviting his parents to the match PXG had with Bastard München.

"Mom, the heck? Don't say that so casually!"

"Language, Rin! And I have a point, both your dad and I saw the way you were sending her looks during the game, especially when you would score." His mom said while his father was chuckling from behind her.

"No, I wasn't! The sun was just annoying me." The boy said, clearly not believing the excuse himself.

"It was such a cute thing to see. I never expected you to have a crush and on the rival team's manager at that." His mom continued speaking as his father nodded his head.

"Well, the boy started crushing on her while they still were on the team." His father argued and Rin felt like dying any second.

"Regardless, can you invite (Y/n) to have lunch with us 3 tomorrow?" His mom asked.

"Why would I do that? She probably has better things to do, anyways." Rin said back, he normally had a lot more patience than this.

"Just ask her, Rin. You clearly like her, don't waste your chances. "

"Well...I..."

"It was an order, Rin." His father said more strictly now and the boy sighed in defeat.

"Alright, I will text her later. She is busy right now." Rin said, sounding bitter as he pointed at the girl, who was talking to Kaiser and Isagi over God knows what.

"Great!" His mom said and Rin didn't like the look she had on her face, he knew she was planning something awfully humiliating.

#bllk #blue lock anime #blue lock manga #blue lock requests #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #isagi yoichi #isagi yoichi x reader #reo mikage #reo mikage x reader #bachira meguru #bachira meguru x reader #chigiri hyoma #chigiri x reader #rin itoshi #rin itoshi x reader

[hanniluvi]

MY PENPAL — WAIT WHAT?!

synopsis : you’ve had a penpal for at least 3 months now. you have been sending letters back and forth with an anonymous person at school. let’s say you might have caught some feelings for him.. little did you know, sunghoon, your rival was your penpal after all? when you realize he is the person you have been writing to all these times, will your feelings still be the same?

pairing : rival!sunghoon x fem!reader

genre : high school au, smau, enemies to lovers, classmates to lovers, angst (?) , fluff, slowburn, second chance thing

featuring : all enhypen members, yoon from stayc , minnie from gidle, yeojin from loona

warnings : me being unfunny 👎, cursing, use of kms + kys jokes, sunghoon and yn being very VERY annoying

status : completed ! [Nov 7 2022 - Dec 25 2022]

authors note : second smau wowowo 😍 heres the smau i was thinking abt while i was going to school 🤗 first time writing enemies to lovers.. this is going to be interesting. i hope you guys like it 🫶🏻🫶🏻

PROFILES ! - ONE | TWO

01 - the letters.

02 - can you like stfu

03 - life is good 😘

04 - what was that, 2nd place?

05 - somethings fishy going on here 🤨

06 - IM ABT TO FAIL IN MATH

07 - no way..tutor era ???

08 - hes kind of cute..ig 🤢

09 - HE WONT LEAVE ME ALONE

10 - hold awn… 🤨 (written + smau)

11 - i’ve been lied to my whole life.

12 - sign him up for obedience school

13 - hanging out with the enemy

14 - two choices

15 - enemies to lovers

16 - who tf is hari (written + smau)

17 - #womensupportwomen .. but for hari..

18 - 1 - yn , 0 - hari

19 - why do i miss him 😹

20 - we are now friends

21 - just a little crush #lol

22 - whats this silly letter 😂

23 - what? (written)

24 - emo hours

25 - whats with the sunghoon slander?

26 - IM LOSING IT

— 26.5 - not your strongest soldier.

27 - a mistunderstanding

28 - the confrontation

29 - HARI BIG L

30 - sunghoons plan

— 30.5 - the facetime call. (written)

31 - step one: sit next to her for all classes!

32 - step two: offer notes

33 - step three: give a gift!

34 - step four: repeat until trust is gained!

35 - the explanation

36 - not scared anymore

37 - FINALLY!!

38 - some progress

39 - lets date? (written)

40 - my bae

41 - under the mistletoe

SPECIAL CHAPS :

42 - ice skating !!

43 - snowball fight

TAGLIST [CLOSED]

thank you guys sm for showing support for this smau and have been patiently waiting for chaps all this time <33

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[nerdieforpedro]

A Poor Plan to Confess

Dieter Bravo x plus size female reader (Moon Pie)

This is fic is for readers 18+ MDNI

Word Count: about 2.1k

Warnings: Dieter being a bit rude, porn use, mention of masturbation, teasing, improper toy use?, very bad communication, some mentions of sexual activities and acts, Nerdie is unsure of what she wrote

Summary: Dieter is doing his best to stay sober. You have a large part in his plans. They aren’t well thought out.

Notes: Written for the Dieter Bravo Brain Rot Server Challenge. @wannab-urs brought me back to Dieter, originally I didn’t have any ideas for this and then boom! 🤯 I had a few. Thanks to @missladym1981 for beta reading for me. 😘

Main Masterlist / Dieter Bravo Masterlist

A joke between old friends. Dieter was doing well. Three years sober, well from the harder drugs. He still had the occasional joint and alcohol. You weren’t really into the weed, thought it stunk to high heaven. Dieter always managed to find some really fragrant strains though, smelled like incense. Type you would burn laying on a chase couch in a fancy silk robe. Maybe smoke one of those long cigarettes except it had bubbles coming out of it. Dieter bought you one and told you to make bubbles come out of it over FaceTime.

The two of you have many silly jokes over the years. Some about video games, some about animals, some about his job and yours. He never wanted to hear about relationships and didn’t mention any of his to you. You asked why one day because friends normally at least mention if they’re dating someone or not and Dieter flat out told you, “I don’t need to have the image of you fucking somebody in my head.” Had you not been as secure as you were, you’d take offense, but you left it alone, keeping it in the back of your mind.

One thing Bravo hadn’t joked about thankfully was his sobriety, finally taking it seriously. He told you that if he ever called you mentioning coke or pills to lock him up and prevent him from calling anyone for the drugs. This was another joke. He even bought you handcuffs, zip ties and some bondage tape. His assistant dropped it off with a quizzical look on their face. You smiled and put them in your office. You knew why they had that look, you two as just friends and Dieter’s never given you anything like that before. Like an idiot, you googled how to use the zip ties and tape, ending up on Pornhub and unaware that someone was banging on your door.

When the next pop-up blocked your screen again, that was when you heard, “Hey! You alive in there?! Open the hell up! What kind of friend are you?” Running downstairs, you open up the door recognizing the voice, Dieter’s at your door. It’s 11:30 at night. He stares at you and you wonder why. Ah…I’m in my nightgown. My pink satin one to match the handcuff fuzz. I don’t think I washed my hands, and they smell like…fuck.

You now know why.

“Moon Pie, you got someone up in here? Didn’t know you had someone. I need your help your help though, just a room.” He pleads at your doorstep, before you can answer, whatever ad has finished and there’s loud moaning from the video you had been watching. His eyes cut upward to where the noise is coming from. “Or maybe not. I didn’t think you watched porn.”

Putting your hands on your hips, “Anyone can watch porn Dieter. Am I not allowed according to some weird ass rule you have? I have sex sometimes too!” His eyes went wide as you stepped aside letting him in and he raised his hands to signal defeat, though he did laugh when you said the word sex.

“You can’t even say fuck Moon Pie. Listen, let’s not talk about that. I need you to keep me here. I’m feeling like I may need to make a bad call. I did give my assistant my phone, but I don’t want to chance it. You still got that box?” He pays your shoulder, plopping down on the couch.

“Go find your silly box yourself Dieter. I’m going back upstairs.” Waving your hands, you start upstairs, making it up three stairs before some slaps are heard from your laptop in your room. You really need to turn that off.

“To finish your porn instead of helping your friend?” He popped up met you at the bottom of the stairs, “Come on! You still have the tools, right?” His hands ran up your arms. This man. Despite showing up unannounced, late, interrupting some ‘me time’ and requesting he use tools you don’t know how to use save for the handcuffs, you’d still help him out. Even if he could be troublesome and rude at times, he always supported you in work endeavors and listened to you talk way too much about Final Fantasy games. He blames you for knowing about crystals and different jobs like paladin and black mage.

You didn’t answer him and walked upstairs to your room, to turn the porn off but the screen was frozen, playing the same moan ever and over. The image had a man zip tied to a pole while standing as a woman sucked him off. They both were letting out a combined moan. Swallowing hard, Dieter watched you switch your weight between your large hips, he removed his robe and brown t-shirt leaving himself in his brown pajama pants and removing his gray socks. “Moon Pie. Have you ever done that sort of thing? I doubt it.” His voice snapped you after your haze, turning to look at him, confusion dots your face.

“Why did you remove your shirt? I just need to tie you up and prevent you from leaving right? Put your shirt back on Dee.” His chest only has a small splattering of dark hair on his golden skin. He lays across your bed grinning. “Wait how long am I supposed to keep you here? You’re not getting me arrested.”

“I was hot and until I don’t feel like using. Where’s the box?”

“Stay there, it’s in my office.” You’re back momentarily with the fabled box and open it, taking out the handcuffs, zip ties and tape. “Here which do you want me to use? I’m tired.” Dropping the box on the bed, he frowns, you’re not playing along, you see annoyed. Shouldn’t you be happy he’s across your bed? Dieter is, why aren’t you?

You are tired sure, but you’re hornier and more aware that Dieter is not going to want anything to do with relieving any frustration you have. Holding your hands palms out, “Just tell me what you want me tie you up with so I can set up the guest room.”

“Hey, why are you pissed at me? I’m not leaving until you help me, you said you would.” Dieter scoots to the edge of the bed and leans on his elbows. “Are you really that mad I stopped you from finishing your porn? You don’t need it.” He picks up the handcuffs out of the box and studies the pink fuzz. It looks about the same shade as your nightgown. Moon Pie hasn’t used these has she? No, they don’t look used. I think. These are mine, I bought them for her to use with me. She shouldn’t be watching porn. I need to be the toy.

“Damn it Dieter! I’m not just your friend, I’m a woman who has needs no matter if you wanna think about it or not! Fuck you!” Charging at him, you grab his shoulders and knock him back on the bed, pinning him to bed. He slaps the handcuffs on your wrist and his. “What the hell?! They’re only supposed to go on you not me!”

Bravo licks his lips and turns his head to the side to kiss your hand after pulling his wrist to his mouth. “Oh, I’ve always liked the idea of you in handcuffs. You should fuck me Moon Pie.” His curved nose inches closer to your hand and sniffs it. He has your scent now, sticking one of your fingers into his mouth and pulling it back out.

The sensation from his lips went straight to your cunt and you stifled a moan. He will not have his way; you can ensure even if you’re handcuffed to him. “You said you couldn’t picture me fucking Dee? Are you looking for that much of a distraction?” You moved to sit beside him on the bed, but he pulled you back on top, his free hand roaming freely over your love handles. “Dee, I’m not just going to be used for you staying sober.”

Leaning forward, his face connected with your neck, licking it, “I’ve been using you to stay sober since I finish rehab three years ago. I knew if I went back, it would disappoint the hell out of you.” His teeth bit into your neck and a whimper escaped, small but it was enough to encourage him. “I didn’t want to think of someone fucking you other than me. I’m sure you have; they’re flies drawn to honey.” His hand ran from your rolls to your ass squeezing it. “If I’m going to stay sober for you, I should have you, shouldn’t I?” Rolling his hips up into yours, he licks the bite and lets go of your ass slapping it.

Dropping your hips, you press right into his clothed bulge, feeling it throb against your bare cunt. “You’re insane Dieter, how does that make any sense….?” Unfortunately, he’s making it so much worse, your nipples are visible through your nightgown, erect as you leak onto his pants from your core. “This is only because you stopped me earlier with your stupid request.”

“Whatever you want to tell yourself Moon Pie. Only I’m going to see you like this from now on, right?” The pads of his fingers trail up your spine and pull down one of the straps of your nightgown letting a breast become fully exposed. He licks it before blowing on it, eliciting another whimper. “Tell me I’ll be the only one. I’ll take the handcuffs off and make sure you come. Don’t be difficult tonight. Not when I need you.” He doesn’t wait for your answer before taking it in his mouth, and sitting up, pulling you into his lap. Instinctively, both of your hands grab his head, pulling his one hand back. He disconnects from your nipple to yelp from his shoulder suddenly going back.

You grin and try to reach for the key that’s in the box since he’s distracted, but Dieter gets on his knees and pulls on his wrist, having your arm come back toward him and making you fall face first into the bed. “Dieter let me get the key, then I can lock you in another room. Clearly you need to be.” His fingers trace your thighs but don’t go any higher, sighing, he lays down next to you.

“You seriously don’t want to have sex with me? Even after I tell you I want you to be my only one? So cold to me.” He pouts. This man is seriously pouting after he’s teased you? He doesn’t move as you get the key and unlock yourself. You consider handcuffing both of his hands but release him as well. Moving to the edge of the bed, you stand and turn off your laptop then return to sit on the bed.

“You’ve got to do better than trying to guilt me into it. You’re horrible at this.” You laugh as does he. If it had been anyone else, you’d never speak to them again at minimum, Dieter rolls on his side and kisses your thigh.

“We’ve been friends how long? You know I’m shit at this. I feel like I should ask, you’re not going to have me arrested for this are you?” You poke the scruff on his cheek.

“No, though I should. You’re insane Dieter Bravo. We’ll sleep on it.” You lay back and scoot up to the head of the bed, closing your eyes.

“Did you want to finish your porn? Or make our own? It will be Moon Pie’s debut!”” Slinks up the bed and lays his head on your chest, kissing your collar bone.

“You’re a dumbass Dieter. I would tie you up but you’d like it too much. Go to sleep.” Placing your fingers in his hair to scratch his scalp makes him purr, wrapping a leg around one of yours.

“Keep scratching my head like that and we won’t be sleeping at all you cheeky Moon Pie. I’ll be under that gown soon.” His face found its way back to your neck, licking the teeth marks he made earlier. Letting out a soft groan, you pull on Dieter’s hair, so he pulls his head back. “Jokes on you, I enjoy my hair being pulled. Manipulate me more.” His grin is criminal, he should be arrested for that if anything.

It wasn’t even two hours before Dieter had your legs up around his waist. He’s temperamental and a horrible communicator but damn if he didn’t have you call him an Oscar winner while he rutted into you from behind giving you your third orgasm before one in the morning.

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[yandere-kokeshi]

YANDERE Farah does things to me😫😫

Warnings: yandere behavior, talks about violence, and mention of NSFW.

A/N: decided to post this before I got into surgery. Wish me luck <3. Enjoy :)!

Across the board, Farah’s very loving, but also a great tactic; using her words and guilt-tripping to make you stay by her side longer. She’s possessive and hates sharing. Obviously protective, and often gets jealous when she sees you with someone else for too long.

Considering how you met, there is a high chance you are/or were on the field. You could be in the battle alongside her, getting John and the TF to help. Or helping behind the scenes, being a medic, and forcing her to see how of a good soul you are. How independent, fast willed, and easy you are to take orders; at times, willing to voice your own troubles.

With trust issues, she has it to the max. Not only did she grow up with violence, but her brother betrayed her, even hurting the foundation she had built to fight for peace. At first, she will be hesitant to talk to you — but with the obvious persistent behavior, and you keep being by her side, she slowly opens up.

However, in a rare chance, you could’ve known her beforehand, growing up in her town before Barkov stormed her village, causing chaos and trauma, resulting in the two of you being separated due to the attacks. Long in the future, the two of you reunite, causing Farah to have these feelings resurface, ones she didn’t know she even had.

Either way, her obsession started out as pinning, later growing into a one-sided romance — a love that you weren’t even aware of because, at best, she couldn’t muster the courage to tell you. Weeks upon weeks were spent daydreaming about you, fueling her madness as her protective levels raised.

Until, one day, she finally reveals her feelings. Her love and treasury for you. She opens up about her fears, tears piling down as the cigarette next to the ashtray goes dry; her hugs and kisses engulfing you, making sure you know her true meaning. And when you accept it? She’s making sure to give you the world.

To you, Farah is a gentle soul. Sure, needy and protective. Always ready to defend you, regardless of the situation; always pushes you behind her when a loud noise comes forth. But to others? She always wears a deep scowl, the death glares prominently toward anyone that comes too close or is a little too friendly toward you. The first and last time Alex touched your shoulder was the last time Farah let him touch you; her arms and intimidating voice interrupting his filthy touch.

While she’d never hurt anyone in your name, knowing how it would kill you if she did, she naturally resorts to intimidation tactics to keep people away. And it works pretty well. With her status and what she’s known for, it’s quite easy to get people away.

When she can’t be around you, which is frequent, Farah has assigned personal soldiers that are always watching over you. If not, Alex; it’s quite possible you and him have a good relationship, which she’s glad about.

Within the harsh world, if you still work alongside her (or in the military), she’d ask you to either quit, and simply live a peaceful life at the shared home or work something that’s not as harmful. As much as she supports you in your freewill to fight, she fears you’ll get hurt, and she won’t be able to protect you. Something she thinks about quite often.

With this said, it’s likely you two will be facetiming or having short calls with each other till she gets back; her asking if home is okay, and how she bought some things for you. The best part is she gets to see your lovely face before whispering a small, ‘I love you’ as you fall asleep within the camera.

With her affection, it’s quite ‘cliché’. She’s always coming back home with gifts, loving how your face lights up as she gives you books and items on subjects you both like. She’ll give you flowers and little trinkets. Sometimes going out of her way to get your jewelry and personalized rings. And at times, Farah will create scenarios in which you seek her out because she wishes to be around you constantly.

She’s always holding your hand, always looking at you with this love-struck and soft look on her face. Farah’s not one to isolate you, humanity and goodness fills her veins. Though, she does like to keep you to herself after she comes home; her fingers trailing down your pants, her voice captivating you and making you listen.

Very secretive about you. Because of her past, and what she does on a daily basis, Farah doesn’t want you tracked down, or worse. With this said, she will only reply when people ask if she’s married due to the ring she has on. Keeping it rather narrow-minded and will ignore other questions if they persist on who they are and who her future is.

Since talking about the future, Farah wants a family.

She’d love to have a big one in the future. The thought of them running to her when she comes home warms her heart. While she would be thankful if you can be pregnant, she’d rather go through adoption. Out in the world, there are plenty of children that need homes.

She’s not one to kidnap. She doesn’t want you to feel stuck, homesick, or hate her. Something she doesn’t even wanna risk, even if Stockholm Syndrome is on the table. Farah knows how it feels to be trapped — and she doesn't want you to feel like that.

There’s no such thing as punishment. She knows what it feels like being crushed upon your will, and being beaten. She never wants to resort to that to you.

Regardless of how angry you make her, either running away or going against her advice, she will never scream or hit you. Instead, she will be sitting you down on the couch and forcibly making you look at her. Her voice directly makes points, making you realize she just wants to protect you.

Though, if you really piss her off. She's willing on using a few toys she has that she'd love to punish you with. And leave you needy all day till she comes back to finally relieve the stress from her duties.

Farah absolutely adores you, and loves to spend every time she has free with you. Most often or not, If you don’t know how to ride a motorcycle, she’s one to teach you.

Goes all out on making you a custom helmet, reminding you in ways that it’s from her. When needing new changes, Farah will frequently show you the new engine and other motor parts, making sure to slip her hand around your waist with an affectionate squeeze.

Likely, the team doesn't know your existence. Sure, Price has seen the ring on her finger. But when he asks, she says yes and then moves on; making your existence even more mysterious.

Regardless if you're close with your family or not, Farah is the type of wife that will automatically place herself in your family. Wanting to get to know everyone when she has the chance, as well as playing with your small siblings (if you have any!).

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[gunnerfc]

Leila Ouahabi NSFW Alphabet (18+, Minors DNI!)

A: Aftercare

She’s so focused on your needs after sex, always wants to make sure you’re okay and if you need anything

B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)

Leila’s favorite body part is her arms, you like to grip them while she’s fucking you and she’ll always flex her arms to show off her muscles

Her favorite body part of yours is your waist, she loves leaving marks on your hips/waist because she’s the only person who will get to put them there

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

After shes made you cum with her strap, she’ll have you clean for her it and then go right back to fucking you with it and getting it all messy again

D: Dirty Secret 

She’s taken videos of her fucking you, but in more of a 1st person POV that she watches religiously

E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?) 

Leila knows what she’s doing and after learning what you like, she has you seeing stars with each orgasm

F: Favorite Position 

You on your hands and knees while she’s fucking you roughly

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)

100% focused on you and how she’s pleasuring you

I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)

While her actions might not seem that intimate, she knows the signs if you don’t like something or want something different and will change anything before you even have to ask

J: Jack off (Masturbation HC)

The only time she wants you to do it is if she’s watching, either in person or over Facetime so she can watch you struggle to make it feel as good as she does

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) 

Leila loves degrading you, hearing you whine at her words makes her go so much harder

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

Normally your bedroom since she doesn’t have to worry about being caught, though she does enjoy the thought of someone seeing you a mess

M: Motivation (What turns them on?) 

Everything you turns her on, the simplest things will drive her crazy and she will need to have her hands on you

But also, seeing you in so much pleasure turns her on, there have been a few times she’s reached an orgasm simply from making you cum

N: No (Something they wouldn't do)

It depends on what you don’t want to do, she loves pleasuring you and if something doesn’t seem enjoyable to you then it won’t be enjoyable for her

O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)

Defiantly giving, she’s so good at it and will keep her head between your legs even after making you cum many times

P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?) 

Fast and rough without a doubt and sometimes it is even rougher, especially if she’s jealous or had a bad game

Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies) 

Leila doesn’t mind them because she loves making you cum but they don’t allow her to fully pleasure you the way she likes

R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting) 

The only risk she enjoys is having the chance of someone seeing you, she doesn’t want it to happen but the thought of it happening turns her on

S: Stamina (How many rounds) 

Leila can go for many rounds

T: Toys

Her favorite to use on you is a thick strap on

U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)

Leila loves teasing you all the time and it’s only heightened in the bedroom, it goes hand in hand with her degrading you

V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make) 

Leila isn't the loudest, her moans are usually lower and sound more like groans of pleasure

W: Wild Card (Random HC)

The way Leila found out she enjoyed almost getting caught was during an away game with City when her roommate almost caught you bent over the desk in the hotel room with Leila strap quickly trusting into you. Her hips had sped up hearing her roommate’s voice in the hall, thinking she was about to enter the room but instead went to the room next door.

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s very high, she hates that you two can’t have sex all the time and have to do other things (like your jobs…)

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

She only falls asleep after you and making sure you’re okay after sex

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[delphinus-dancer]

A deep dive into a swan lake and flipping the (metaphorical, sadly) bird:

A Mihaly-centric view of JD 2024 story mode

(because they’re my favorite and I’ve thought about this way too much over the past few days weeks) Spoilers for JD 24 in the almost-essay under the cut, including some images!

Starting off with Mihaly’s first appearance in the story mode in Canned Heat, it seems like not too much time has passed since the end of jd23- Sara seems to be at the same party, Jack still at the tower, etc. (how Brezziana got to the beach that fast and had a workout class is something I’m going to guess was preplanned before everything went down).

We can assume this would be the first time Mihaly’s come back to their room since then (which makes the idea of Wanderlust FaceTiming everyone like 5 minutes after they left even funnier). Of course there’s the shot of Mihaly ripping the poster off the wall, which probably puts their feelings into words better than anything else within an E10 rating. <Side note: I don’t know much on lore but does the setting mean there’s a chance they’re from Eternyx? Both maps started in dark crowd/nighttime so wasn’t sure if confirmed or not>

While Sara has the spot pretty much clinched for a Night Swan’s foil, Mihaly is a really close second. This shot literally puts it into perspective- Mihaly’s color scheme has as many color elements of Master Panda’s (shirt/jacket/foot wraps) as it does Night Swan’s (hair-that-perfectly-matches-the-poster/ gold of headphones and glasses/pants). Their dance style also overlaps moreso with hers than the other dancers, with the precision and technique of their moves, from the footwork and leaps of Rather Be to the dramatic powerful motions of their Swan Lake part. It’s pretty obvious who the song is directed to, and what makes the song so interesting compared to their last story mode one is how loose it feels. This is unlike their usual technical style because of the connection to Night Swan with the control demanded of certain moves that they’ve presumably mastered- maybe they were fueled by a desire to achieve her success. Regardless, the song and emotion fueled, less ‘perfect’ dance lets Mihaly basically flip the bird at Night Swan’s corrupted idea of perfection. Either way, it culminates in them achieving a new high in their training with channeling their ‘true’ inspiration of the (master) panda. Although they retain most of their same costume after sort of becoming a furry?, a noticeable change is that the black leggings are understandably switched to something looser- but to the navy color of master panda instead of Mihaly’s black.

What’s also interesting is that the specific point Night Swan interrupts Mihaly’s song isn’t at the beginning like Brezziana/Sara/Jack’s or the very end like Wanderlust, but at the climax of their journey for the song. Not only does this imply that she may have been watching the entire time but choose to interfere later, but she is also the only character to see the Panda form before Swan Lake.

As Night Swan basically invades Mihaly’s //mind/headspace/flowspace?/no idea on the lore// they initially try to fight her off, but unlike Brezziana in her map, don’t fight until the end. Although Mihaly themselves wasn’t being corrupted like the background coaches in Brezziana’s map, they still let themselves, in a sense, lose a more internal battle to Night Swan as they leave the metaphorical and literal height of their understanding and power in the Flow and come back to the real world.

This then takes us straight into Swan Lake, which is really interesting for the Night Swan/Mihaly interactions and how they compare to the other dancers. Although from a format standpoint it makes sense for the movements in the bridge to be different, there are more differences too.

A big one that I only realized once I watched Majesty again is how the other swan soldiers/minions were turned back- and that was mainly by doing the same moves to ultimately come together and bring the dancers back. Here it’s the opposite for effectiveness- what causes Wanderlust and Brezziana to fail is that they think that’s how to stop Sara. Sara matches the moves in a way that <well> matches, if not surpasses the power that they put in. As a result of meeting them head on and assuming control, Sarah actively corrupts the two of them. She makes motions to bring in the smoke, and both of them also are stationary/surrendering as their color drains.

When it gets to Mihaly, the dynamic with Sara changes completely. While Sara starts off watching with the same expression as when the others challenged her, it shifts as she realizes she can’t emulate what Mihaly does, with the movements almost like Night Swan’s-dramatic and slower. It comes to a head when Mihaly channels the panda again and visibly knocks Sara back, so she’s unable to push any of the smoke towards them.

Sara’s expression also becomes noticeably softer for the rest of Mihaly’s part, and she doesn’t reassert that dominance/control she had earlier- with dancing or the smoke. See how she looks almost pensive in the photos above/below, especially compared to the earlier parts.

Speaking of the smoke, this is the key part about Night Swan seeing the panda earlier. She knows it exists and how to force it off after the earlier song, and as Sara is incapacitated/distracted, she presumably sends down the smoke that starts attacking Mihaly in Panda form.

This attack is why despite having a chance to get through to Sara, Mihaly still ends up failing as they return to normal. However, they are the only character to be so dynamic in their active corruption. Not only does Mihaly manage to send a signal out to Jack, which was a display of power never seen from them previously, but they also do it as they are actively losing their color and control. Unlike the other dances, Mihaly still moves as they lose control, possibly having the strength to continue to fight had they not realized that Night Swan was attacking alongside Sara.

Although the signal is in the shape of a pawprint, its underlying meaning is more than just a plot device to send Jack on a wild goose chase (pun intended that I couldn’t pass up). With the way it opens to form a window into the location from such a distance, it almost seems to be a step away from a full fledged portal. With the sudden appearance of a new power, it’s also an interesting parallel to Night Swan, who here uses powers to create a unique form of control that wasn’t seen in the previous game and who regularly uses portals with her magic.

Another note is the lights that appear for each of the dancers in the upper left corner during the song as they take on Sara. While Brezziana and Wanderlust’s fade out a few moves before they fall, Mihaly’s still goes strong even as they completely turn grey, as seen the the photos above. This could be a possible indication to them having a more stable power than the other dancers, or a form of magic more comparable/competitive with Night Swan’s. Also to note about the lights: looking on the floor during the song, the diamonds flash 3 colors: hot pink (Night Swan), a deep green (Sara, especially while corrupted- her original outfit but darker), and a teal (the exact same color as Mihaly’s flow energy). Like everything else, this is a stretch, but it could possibly mean that Night Swan’s control and magic background could have stemmed from a pure form of flow like Mihaly practices.

This could also be a factor in why they retain the most of their original outfit in the corrupted design- possibly a form of resistance like they displayed during swan lake or general flow magic? Notice that while they have significant changes to their robe/face/accessories, their feather motifs are much less pronounced than the others, simply appearing as marks on the robe that can be mistaken for stripes, rather than overt feathers like Wanderlust/Sara or Sara/Brezziana’s feather tights. Unlike the others, Mihaly keeps their leggings exactly the same (which were notably lost in the panda form, as mentioned earlier), and interestingly enough, their wraps. I initially thought that Night Swan would have changed that to something like ballet slippers with ribbons, so I think it’s really interesting that they are the only dancer who had any details remain exactly the same, especially one that had unique opportunities to be changed.

Going off of that, since they were the last to turn and have (some?) control over their outfit and (some?) magic that may be similar to Night Swan, I could see them being the first/easiest coach for Jack or someone else to turn back when he (hopefully) takes on the coaches.

One last note is the number of maps per story mode coach at this point. Counting Stronger /Survivor, and Treasure/Lose Yourself (hopefully coming soon after that ending!), that seems to be setting a trend for the other coaches to potentially have an additional map as well. If so, maybe that would be one where Mihaly could individually be freed, or a chance for them to further explore their rapidly developing powers (maybe in a confrontation with Night Swan?? a girl can dream).

And there y’all have it! Thank you for somehow reading to the end!! Happy dancing!!

this took forever oh my god

#just dance mihaly #mihaly #jd mihaly #just dance #just dance 2024 #jd24 #just dance night swan #jd night swan #just dance wanderlust #jd wanderlust #just dance jack rose #jd jack rose #just dance brezziana #jd brezziana #just dance sara #jd sara #just dance spoilers #Jd spoilers #Jd 2024 spoilers #Just dance 2024 spoilers #Sorry for tags y’all this is my first post here

[hyeitsju]

choerry hcs? both sfw and nsfw thank youuu^^

So sorry for the late reply and the bad writing, I'm not very good at it.

Choerry hcs!!

(Choerry x FEMALE Reader)

• She is the most affectionate person EVER

• Hugs and cheek kisses 24/7, it's non negotiable

• So talkative but also loves to listen to you rant about your day

• She loves spending time with you

• If she is not at your house then you are at hers

• Her mood can be lifted just by looking at you

•Her members definitely text you when she’s really upset (basically never) so you can help her calm down

• Cuddles with her are heaven

• Although, once she starts she will not let go

• Even in her sleep

• Takes you out on carnival dates a lot, she probably has a collection somewhere of all the stuffed animals the both of you have won.

• And when she pays for both of your food she makes sure to mention it for at least the next 3 hours

• She would looove it if your as clingy as she is, you two would be a power couple

• You would still get teased by the girls, tho

• When she first met your parents they automatically took her in as their child

• If they tell her something embarrassing you did as a child she will never stop bringing it up

• Whenever she isn’t sleeping over at your house, she will FaceTime you so she can fall asleep to the sound of you talking.

• Doesn’t get jealous often but when she won’t say anything

• She’ll just sit back and pout until you come back over to her

•When you do she will be complaining nonstop

•If not that then she’ll try to politely excuse you from the conversation and leave wherever you both are early.

• Very flirty

• Would 100% text you pick up lines at random

• She’ll say them in public too and will get upset if you don’t react or reciprocate

• If your as clingy as she is then you both will be inseparable

• Wherever you are people automatically assume she’s at most 15 ft away

• Kisses 24/7

• On the cheek, on the forehead, on the lips, on the neck

• She just need to kiss you

• Choerry is a very supportive girl, you could tell her you want to be a sumo wrestler and she’d be happy for you

• She’d send you signed stuff like albums or photocards and whatnot and would explode in happiness whenever you post about them

• I personally think that she wouldn’t be private about your relationship

• She wouldn’t talk about you 24/7 or constantly post pictures of you, she’d just let it be known that y’all are dating.

• If she were to hide it however, she would need to avoid all topics about you.

• If you were an idol, there would be no chance.

•Her face just lights up at your name and by seeing you, people would connect the dots themselves.

• Is so defensive for you.

• If people leave hate comments about you she’d get mad and tell them off

• Hates fighting with you.

• Although, one of you is gonna apologize within the next 3 hours after the fight

• She just can’t stand you being mad at her and vise versa

(nsfw)

• I don’t know if it’s cuz I’m a pillow princess but I can’t see her as a bottom

• She’s just dominant in my eyes

• A soft dom tho, I can’t really see hee being too rough

• She has a high sex drive, 1000%

• You just turn her on, what can I say?

• She’s pretty vanilla tbh, maybe besides a light overstimulation and (maybe) exhibition kink

• She can be at school, work, a restaurant, on a camping trip

• She could be 10 minutes from going on stage and she will still find a way to fuck you

• I feel like she wouldn’t really like to use sex toys, maybe a vibrator or two but other than that, no.

• I just can’t see her using a strap or dildo

• She prefers to use her hands or her body

• She isn’t really into sending or receiving nudes but if you decided to send one she definitely wouldn’t mind.

• Loves overstimulating you

• Most of the time it’s not even on purpose, she just gets lost in the taste and feel of your pussy

• She loves your boobs equally tho

• I feel like she’s the type of girl to hold your boobs while falling asleep

• Or, like, play with them while cuddling

• She could and has came untouched from the sound of you moaning her name

• She loves bathroom sex

• Specifically the bathrooms that have stalls

• Watching you try to keep quiet as she fingers you or eats you out alone could make her cum, especially if there’s someone else in the bathroom or in the next stall.

Sorry the nsfw section is small!! I was tryna fill it but I couldn’t really think of much! Also, sorry this is really bad

#loona hcs #loona x fem reader #loona x reader #choerry #Choerry x reader #choerry x fem reader #loona odd eye circle #choerry hcs

[oliviasecrets]

This is life

V part one

“ the thing is that I don’t understand why I can’t go out with a friend for coffee without being seen as a date”

“y/n we’ve been through this you are not a normal person and you know it”

“Liv I honestly don’t know what to do, first this guy comes into my life and not just any guy he’s someone I’ve dreamed for a while I used to be fan I went to his concert I went through the fan girl stage, he makes me thing something could happen between us and you know his been ghosting me for 8 days. Eight fucking days I’m actually surprise we did click when he came to my apartment and yeah maybe I went out for coffee with Tim to get into Jack nerves I want him to actually want me, and yea before you tell me I know that was a very high school move from my part but I don’t care anymore.” You eventually took a breath everything was building up in you and you really had to take a break

“Baby I understand what you’re going through and yes I know that was a very immature move from your part but I beg you please make my job a little bit less stressful”

You giggles at what your friend just said “Liv I think I could really use a small vacation, at least just the weekend with my family” there was a long silence on the other side of the phone “I’ll see what I can do y/n I don’t promise anything but here’s what I’ll do for you, let’s take a bit of an advantage of the media already calling you a “slut” go out drink a lil party lol have fun okay I don’t care who you go out with but at least get laid that will help with the stress”

“Liv are you kidding me?! First of all I can’t go out I have work tomorrow and second of all ew I would just get laid with a random guy”

“Wanna bet on that y/n”

“Okay that was just one time and it was Vegas I had to do it”

“If you say so but please don’t do anything to brittney let’s just keep it low key okay?”

“I promise and thank you again for dealing with my shit I love Liv”

“I love you too bitch”

Hmm go out huh I mean the nightlife in nyc is the shit but who should I call to go out. I can check on Alex she’s down for anything but I think she has a new boyfriend so that’s probably a no. I can also call Em she’s known for being hot and messing around with hoy guys including harry styles.

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Incoming FaceTime call from emrata

“Hey love”

“Y/n are you kidding or do you really wanna go out and have fun”

“I knew I called the right person for this but yeah I’ve had a rough week I just wanna dance drink and hopefully end up in someone’s bed”

“Oh y/n I think I just fell in love with you, but okay let’s do it meet me at my place by 8 we could do a bit of a bar hopping first then we get into the real shit”

“I’ll be there by 8 love you em”

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Surprise, surprise, Jack and Urban had just arrived at New York City’s airport ready to have a bit of fun. Some thing I did not know was that Jack had an appearance this night at Jimmy Fallon’s making him be in New York will things go the way you wanted to or will it be an interesting night you would regret tomorrow, but at least you had fun and you did end up in someone’s bed.

“Urb harry up we have 3 hours left before the show and I really wanna surprise y/n”

“Jack please just stop and think things through she doesn’t want to see your ass you gaslighted her then ended up ghosted her she’s with that actor now you lost your chance”

And in fact Jack couldn’t stop thing about that were you really with Timothee was he just your friend, what was going on that’s why he was determined to stop by and see you but he never actually thought what if he showed up to your door and you were fucking someone else that was something he wouldn’t recover from

“Don’t say that I’ve just been busy and haven’t had the time to reached out”

“If you say so lover boy but what I’m doing to tell you is that expect jimmy to ask you about y/n just so you are prepared”

“Yeah I know nilam talked me through that already

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So excited for this probably gonna upload the next part tomorrow !!!!

#fics #jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #emrata #urban wyatt #harry styles #jimmy fallon #latina reader

[ladylooch]

“Girls are gross”- Lio Meier

oh how things change lol. momma em knew it.

could we talk more about timo’s struggles in feeling absent?

sorry english is not my first language

Your English is perfect, babe. Don't apologize 😘

Emma could sense it in her oldest son from very early on. Always a little flirt to get what he wanted while bouncing around at Timo's games.

Let's check in on these two when Timo comes home:

Timo was gone for another five days. By the time he comes home, Lio has his cast on- red for the Devils. A few people have signed it, but he has a special spot he's saving for his dad, who he stubbornly refused to talk to the rest of the road trip.

"Baby, you're still up." Timo says surprised when he walks into the house. Emma is with Lio on the couch. He is having a hard time sleeping because of having to keep his arm in certain positions.

"Yeah, Lio was awake until about a half hour ago."

Timo comes rushing forward when he hears of Lio in the room. His hands are over his oldest's body, touching his hair and tenderly brushing fingers over his cast. He looks at Emma, distress tugging his brows down.

"Babe, what are you supposed to do? You don't actually have a choice." Emma whispers, reaching out for his arm to hold him.

"I don't know, but I feel like a failure of a dad. He won't even talk to me."

"He will get over it." Emma says, then waves her hand forward at him. "Come." Timo moves around the couch, sitting on the floor by Emma and burying his face into her thigh. She threads her fingers through his hair.

"I missed this. I almost missed Livia being born. I couldn't make half of the appointments for the twins and that was a high risk pregnancy. Lio needed stitches last year and I was nowhere to be found. The world spins around just fine when I'm not here because you're such an amazing parent. I suck. Oh! and how could I forget about the time Liv started walking without me. Probably because I'm a shitty father."

"Shitty fathers don't get dedicated space on their son's cast for when he comes home. Their kids also don't wait up, struggling time and time again to get a peek of him the second he walks through the door. They also don't incessantly ask to FaceTime him to show pictures they drew for his locker. T, our kids are so in love with you. When you're home, you are home. Nothing else gets in the way of us. That's a great dad." Timo sighs into her leg, looking up at her face.

"Liv called me from your phone tonight. Said there were monsters under her bed." He murmurs, reaching for Lio's hair to push it off his forehead.

"I know. She put her stuffies under there so she could get a late night visit from you." Timo chuckles, taking in a relieved breath.

"How deep am I in it with him?" He leans over Emma's leg, placing his lips against Lio's cheek. Emma doesn't get the chance to respond because Lio wakes up.

"Daddy." He cries immediately, wrapping his good arm around Timo's neck. Timo's lips crumble, pulling Lio fully into his body to hold him. His face gets lost in Lio's body.

That hug soothes Timo in ways Emma never could.

#TM: Loving & Leaving

[astromechs]

rebelcaptain, modern au!

so glad i finally get to ramble about some of the Lore i've thought up here but haven't gotten much of a chance to write on yet:

brief character rundowns for this universe! cassian is a war vet who now works as a chef in a high pressure environment and is slowly imploding about it, also he's dealing with chronic pain from a war injury and severe ptsd. jyn came into a career in mma fighting as solace from a turbulent childhood, but recently had a career-ending injury and is struggling both in dealing with that and trying to figure out what the fuck she wants to do with her life from here.

they meet because they're lowkey set up by... melshi, who in this au 1) was in cassian's unit when they were both in the military and they've been friends ever since (also they fucked once upon a time) and 2) got into the mma world after leaving the military and somewhere along the way became jyn's personal trainer. anyway, they're both separately driving him crazy with their respective shit, so he's like... shoves. go hit it off.

and spoilers, oh they do. they hit it off. they hit it off a little TOO well. it isn't cassian and jyn without them being instantly insane about each other, after all; they move in together after, like, a month. bodhi's like i think it's sweet; melshi's like i created this, this is my fault, hello darkness my old friend, but also he's happy for them, he is. anyway, they've got their adjustments and their struggles especially because they're both people who are used to being by themselves but they're making it work

also very shortly after they move in together it is very important to note that jyn adopts this absolute feral gremlin of a cat that she thinks is a perfect angel baby who can do no wrong because he adores the fuck out of her but he's an absolute fucking hellion. his name is oscar. cassian's like what the fuck, has a conniption every time this cat jumps on HIS kitchen counters that are HIS workstation that he keeps clean and ordered in a very precise way!! yeah, cassian, he keeps fucking jumping on your counters because you keep giving him little scraps of food and encouraging this behavior and giving him little scritches behind his ears because you love that little feral gremlin too! (anyway, jyn is the cat's person initially, but then through all of this, cassian also becomes his person. and that's it for the cat. the cat will accept literally no other person. and that's how this cat becomes their feral gremlin baby child.)

which of COURSE becomes a problem when they leave to go spend the holidays with cassian's family and who's the lucky person who gets stuck catsitting oscar? melshi! who calls jyn on facetime while they're in the middle of dinner and she excuses herself to the kitchen to go take the call, and it's melshi with his face covered in scratches screaming at jyn about her hellion cat and jyn screaming back because hOW FUCKING DARE YOU INSULT HIM hE'S PERFECT IN EVERY WAY YOU'RE JUST NOT TRYING HARD ENOUGH. and that ENTIRE facetime screaming match is definitely heard at least two rooms over, and when she hangs up, that's when that occurs to jyn. and... yeah, she's made a pretty fucking terrible first impression, hasn't she? she comes back to the dinner and basically just silently stabs her food violently with her fork the rest of the time. but later that night, she overhears a conversation, without meaning to, between cassian and maarva, the latter of whom is like, "i like her." which is... ok, that's really fucking unexpected, but you know what? she'll take it.

send me a potential au and i'll tell you five facts that happen in the story!

#asks #anonymous #rebelcaptain #i don't even know ghfdjks i have so much for this stupid universe #this is all so stupid. it's so stupid. #unhinged rebelcaptain aus

[secondhand-snow]

Thank you for sharing your hcs!! Any more you have that you love??

here's a few more for u!!

★ lukas is total gamer bro. like playstation, ebox, nintendo, he's obsessed with them all. and he's actually really good?

★ i don't think lukas listens to music much, he's more of a podcast fan. he always has headphones on or earbuds in listening to something while he's working and exercising.

★ lukas has a crazy high sex drive. its multiple rounds, multiple times a day, multiple hours. also, he's down to try anything once. the man is freaky asf.

★ he loooves facetime sex! and he'll randomly send you dick pics throughout the day, getting you turned on in the most unexpected situations. so of course you reply with your own nudes, going into the bathroom to snap a few pictures of your tits for him. he lets you know how much he appreciates it with videos of him finishing. with the sound on.

★ reader is unexpectedly into being dominant? like she's definitely more subby, but having a chance to be in control and dominate someone for once in her life is so hot to her.

★ reader is very into beauty, makeup, hair, skincare, etc. maybe its because she's been pressured to be perfect her whole life, but she is always using the best, most expensive products she can find. totally has a personal shopper too who gets all of it for her before its even released.

#asks #succession #lukas matsson #a body of impulses #snow's headcanons #lukas matsson smut #smut

[ofdarkestdesires]

This may not be the best place to put this, but despite my follower count being decently high (thanks porn bots /s) this blog is honestly pretty under the radar and a lot of my personal posts get ignored, so let me just vent for a bit.

Christmas was so good, but it was also so, so exhausting, and it is precisely because of two forces—my sister, and my grandparents.

For context, I have three sisters—let’s call them Thing 1, Thing 2, and the Grinch (just because I wanted to play up the Seuss theme). Thing 1 and Thing 2 are the ones I’m closest to—they’re dorky nerds just like me, and one of them is really good at animatics (if you’re interested, you can find her stuff under becky_weber on YouTube). But the Grinch and I were always a bit more at odds with each other. I’m the oldest, she’s the second, there’s barely less than two years between us, it comes with the territory.

Anyways, as far as the Grinch goes, Christmas time was alright…aside from the fact that she spent most of it on her phone calling up her boyfriend, chatting with him, texting him, and otherwise being curled up on the couch far away from the rest of us. She even left the after-dinner games early so she could FaceTime with him, instead of spending time with her family.

Mind you, the Grinch is already spending all of her free time with the boy. They’ve moved in together—with roommates, but still—and it has been implied that though she has a separate room she shares his bed instead, but even before that she’d spend every chance she got hanging out with him. What few times she came to visit the family, she is always on her phone texting him, or leaving early so she can spend time with him.

And even now, on Christmas—even in the middle of the gift exchange that was meant to be a nice little private family tradition—she not only called up but FaceTimed the boyfriend for a good chunk of the morning. I just…I know I shouldn’t throw stones when I’m perhaps the least qualified man to talk on relationships (me being an ace man and all), but can’t she go one day, one very special, family-centric day, without clinging to his messages like a hopeless little puppy?

Anyways, that’s my sister, and that’s an ongoing form of frustration. My grandparents, though, are another story.

More context, and we’re gonna need to turn the tone down a bit. Two years ago, my grandma was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s—and by the sounds of the tests, she’d been going through Alzheimer’s for a while already, but my grandpa had been putting off taking her to get checked because “it’s just old age, you get forgetful in old age.” Which, yeah, you do…but you typically don’t forget what your grandchildren and children look like.

My grandpa is a very proud man, too proud one might say so I’ll say it here and now. He doesn’t like the idea of not being able to handle something on his own, and he won’t admit needing help. He also lives in a house that’s larger than my childhood home, in the middle of the nowhere part of Utah, and refuses to move because it means giving up his big home, downsizing into a smaller place, and giving up all of the many, many things he has.

My grandpa is a lover of things, you see. One may even call him a hoarder of things which I will here and now.

All this is just set up to explain the shock we all had when my mom got a message from her brother, who had brought his family up to spend Christmas with the grandparents, telling her that my grandma had had a seizure during the gift-opening process. Seizures are apparently a part of late-stage Alzheimer’s, as the disease eats away at the motor-control section of the brain, and as it turns out this is not the first time this has happened.

It’s the first time we’ve heard of it, though, and only because my uncle and his family were at the house to witness it. Which means my grandpa has been understating how my grandma’s been doing, and giving false accounts to the doctors for my grandma, because he doesn’t want to admit it’s getting to be too much for him…or that his Jo is slipping away from him.

It’s…it’s sad.

It’s sad, but it’s also so…infuriating. I hesitate to say this, but I hate my grandpa. I hate him for the man that he is, the proud, selfish, stubborn man he is that refuses to sell his massive house that’s so big he can’t even keep it clean, who snubs his nose at the concept of moving to the city into a smaller home, who willfully obfuscates the truth about my grandma and unwittingly gatekeeps her from care and attention that could help her.

Again, they live in the middle of nowhere Utah. My family is a good two and a half hour drive away from them, and I’m a good three hour drive. If something happens—if she has another seizure, a bad one, or a fall, or she tries to run off because she doesn’t know who my grandpa is—they don’t have the high-end medical attention readily available to them, and it’ll take hours for us to get to them too! If they were closer, everyone could feel a bit more at ease, but as it is…

…I genuinely don’t know what day will be the day my mom calls and tells me my grandma died. And when it happens, nothing in my mind will be able to stop my heart from hating my grandfather for letting her waste away and perish so far away.

I love my family, I truly do…but gods, some days really let me see the parts of them that are the worst.

[astoldbysamoria]

Fresh off an indignant fight with my on and off ex, Travis, I decided since we were done for good, I would go for the juggler & give this one guy a chance who’s been pining after me since high school apparently. I can’t recall, but he swears he has been engrossed since high school. I scanned the closet for the prettiest LBD that I hadn’t worn yet, lotioned myself up after my shower, sprayed my hotspots with Chance by Chanel, slid in my Miu Mui’s and raced out the door because as always, I was already late. I went out with my girls to our normal hangout, Carolina Ale House (CAL). We go for the drinks & the Spinach Dip…& because they’re the only thing open late in Winston besides hole in the wall bars. After a couple of cocktails, I had convinced myself that Tariq would be seeing me tonight. I only say “convince myself” because Tariq really wasn’t my type. He was a little chubbier than I liked, & he was kind of loud. I just never thought about it like that. One night, he rubbed my feet while me and my girlfriend’s were out having drinks a month prior & we met up again shortly after. We were texting every day, pretty much. So, he grew on me. I needed to see if they were convinced as well, though. I think I value my girlfriends opinions way too much.. “Should I have sex with Tariq?” I tried to spit out casually, “No.” said Jade. Jade was one of my prettiest friends. She always had her face beat to the 9’s, her eyebrows were too die for, & she had the nose that the White women paid thousands for. Even in her natural state, she was a beauty. A Taurus like me, (though Jade is an April 24th Taurus.) I feel like she gives more Aries. She is a Cancer moon too & has proven that time and time again. “Why not? I might as well. I’m mad at Travis, like I just need to get over him so I’m going to get under someone else.” I said annoyed. “What you need to do is be by yourself. I keep telling you all this and you never listen.” The “you all” she’s referring to consists of our other friend, Adriana. Called Adri for short. Adri is the youngest out of my friend group, but she has lived a very full life. She’s Latina, thick, gorgeous, very hardworking, ALWAYS has money & like me, she likes the finer things in life. It’s all or nothing with her. Adri’s a Sagittarius Sun, Libra moon. Relationship’s & friendship’s are everything to her. She’s been to jail, sold drugs, crossed the border, & beat a crazy a$$ case, all within a year. I thought she was my age when I met her. Adri walks up with her mock tail (she isn’t drinking for a year since her jail stint. She promised to God she wouldn’t drink or do drugs if he got her out of there.) “Why are you yelling, Jordan?” “Jade said I shouldn’t sleep with Tariq. Now, she’s trying to preach that ‘be by yourself’ bull. Like, B*TCH!! You don’t even be by yourself, like be for real.” I shouted this out very angrily & quick, then went back to drinking my Lemon Drop Martini. “Mama, why do you want us to be miserable so bad?” Adri purred out looking at Jade. “I’m bout to beat all of y’all asses! I do not want y’all to miserable. I’m tired of being the mom. I just know there is never a moment where you two are alone.” Jade was like the Joan to my Toni from Girlfriends. “Well, mom. I need you to drive me to his house, since I’m never alone.” Right as I said this, another guy I had re-connected with a few weeks prior; Mike, was FaceTiming me. One thing about me, I love to recycle. Mike & I had never had sex, or even kissed. I can’t remember why we stopped talking, but I remember he was away in college and I was still home in college. It was more of a text/Oovoo (IYKYK.) relationship. He was so handsome. Back in the day, I would die to know that I was talking to Mike on the regular; but this is now. I just wasn’t pressed anymore. Jade & I paid our tabs, kissed Adri goodbye and got in the car. Mike is all in my business trying to figure out if I’m going home..”Um, yeah. I’m going to call you back though.” “Yeah, make sure you d-” I hung up before he even finished his sentence. “He talks entirely too much.”

#20 something #twenty something #hello my twenties #love #relationships #my words #written by me #written by women #black women #latina

[searching-for-synpathy]

Just got back from this year's Thanksgiving trip with my girlfriend to her family in the city, which was-to completely steal a line from an artist's dailies comic about her own holiday-"not bad, not particularly good, just kinda happened." I couldn't really muster up the cheeriness or confidence to feel like I did more than just float through a room for a couple days, but I'm honestly feeling kinda OK about that. I caught some bad FOMO seeing my family do the whole thing back home without me, and I saw that my dad's lost all his hair finally over Facetime, which got me thinking about sad things again. I could see my girlfriend really making a sweet effort for me when she took me out to try to watch some of the parade (which I thought she'd NEVER do, lol), so that was nice.

We've had a very nice time since getting back home earlier today. She bleached my hair, we smoked a little, watched TV, and I made mac n cheese and noodles while she tried to get down from being too high (poor bb).

I have her christmas present in my underwear drawer while mine is still arriving—she wanted us to do a little private christmas celebration, but I kinda wanted a little more excitement than just giving each other stuff in our apartment....soooo I just spent like at least an hour looking up local cute wintery events for me to give her a NON-ENGAGEMENT ring at (lol!) Unfortunately, everything that sounded cool and fun (HISTORIC MUSEUMS...WITH FOOD AND MUSIC AND LIGHTS AND COSTUMES...ARGHHHH) are like half-an-hour to an hour's drive away, plus semi-expensive entry fees, and I kinda just wanted to keep things chill and easy to dip out of in case she's not feeling well. SO after all that unhelpful research I decided maybe the best thing could be the tree-lighting ceremony they're doing on Friday, which is free!! And is supposed to come with the chance to get a carriage ride (which I'd be happy to pay for as long as it's not crazy,) smores, lights, etc. etc., hopefully it will be cute enough. Plus I was wondering if I could ask the carriage guy to give my gf her present as a little surprise (hehehe).

So, that's kinda keeping me going right now, just like my halloween costume kept me going till that happened. I also want to get us a little cheap tree, maybe some more lights.

I also just looked up christmas contra dance (bc of course!!) but right now it looks like the only events are between xmas and new years, when I'll be back in texas, hopefully. So.

In sum, just trying to feel some magic while kinda just moving through it, towards it, whatever. I'm trying not to beat myself up too much about the trip, trying not to obsess over what my gf's parents think about me and about my dad's diagnosis, trying not to blow anything out of proportion-yknow. just trying to do it right.

#adrian.txt

[kimjihyun-archive]

sav and i keep seeing tiktoks about people thinking 5 hour facetime calls are really long and uh-

#if you talk to either of us #the chance of us being on facetime is. very high #96 days and this number will drop significantly baby!!!!! #savannah tag