#this is what it's all about. i hope they make a band

[silent-stories]

Eddie lives with the fear but also with the certainty that sooner or later you will decide to leave him.

He knows that one day you'll start to see him the way everyone else sees him, that you'll realize that you were wrong about him, that in the end, he really was a loser impossible to love.

It's what almost every important person in his life did, and when he realized that, after so many times, maybe he was the problem, he lost hope of finding someone who wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon.

Precisely for this reason every moment, every small action, every detail is so important to him and scares him at the same time.

Because he knows that one day you won't be there next to him in the morning to gently move the curls from his face and cook pancakes making a mess in the trailer kitchen.

He knows that you will stop waiting for him in the school hallway between lessons for a kiss and you will no longer be in his room every afternoon with a cigarette between your lips sitting on the floor in front of him, holding the guitar in his hands.

He knows you won't be at the Hideout to see his band play anymore and he won't be able to make those stupid jokes about groupies and what you guys will do in the backstage anymore. He knows you won't be there to hold his hand when he wants to bring his mother flowers and the cemetery will seem even more depressing without you by his side.

He knows he'll miss falling asleep reading a book while you lie with your head on his chest and waking up with his arms around your body, holding you close. He knows you will no longer play with his fingers during that boring math class, slipping rings off his fingers and trying them on yours every time.

He knows that one day the trailer will seem so empty without your laughter to fill the silence.

"Can I tell you something?" You ask sitting cross-legged on his bed, turning a small bottle of freshly applied black nail polish on Eddie's nails in your hands.

This is the moment you admit that you don't want to see him anymore, that you're breaking up with him. Eddie knows it.

He would like to say no. He wants to say he doesn't want to hear what you're about to say, but he knows he can't.

"All that you want."

"I think I'm in love with you."

Eddie's heart for a beat. Maybe more than one. He tries to hide the smile on his lips, he can't find a way to do it and thinks the only way is to kiss you.

Maybe he was wrong. He had been wrong all along and you were not leaving him anytime soon.

When he kisses you you don't care that his nails are still freshly polished and will leave stains on your skin and you don't even care when his teeth collide with yours because he can't stop smiling.

The kiss was your answer, he didn't need to say he was in love with you too.

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[alygator77]

~Beat of My Heart~

♬ pairing. college au - drummer! gojo x psychology major! reader (f)

♬ summary. gojo satoru is an incredibly talented drummer from an up and rising band slowly making a name for themselves. He’s also incredibly good looking. Although you love to sing and play guitar for fun, you’re currently studying psychology in hopes to better understand your mother who is in her early stages of dementia. One day, Gojo unexpectedly helps you during a heated moment at your part time job. You can’t help but wonder if you’ve met before. As your relationship develops, you discover more about the mysteries and heartache of this tragic musician, realizing that his witty demeanor is just a mask.

♬ warnings/tags. 18+, fluff, angst, smut, college au, partying, drinking/alcohol, weed usage, romance, slow burn, talk of suicide, dementia, pushy sex (not from Gojo)

♬ status. ongoing

♬ words: 2.8k

a/n. welcome to the pilot of my first ever fanfic! This is just for fun, I do plan on making it an ongoing series. I hope you enjoy!

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~ Chapter 1 ~

“Ugh… I have such a headache.” Your coworker Utahime presses her fingertips to her temple as she scrunches her brow. “He’s been at it for practically an hour now. Enough is enough,” her voices squeaks, muffled over the loud banging sound that is reverberating throughout your works building.

You glance over towards the drum section in the music shop. A brawny intimidating black-haired male is slamming away at the drums. He’s built rather beefy, and although you yourself have never played the drums, you can immediately tell that there is a serious lack of talent with each clumsy and uncoordinated crash. The deafening sound pierces your ears, and given the glances you’re getting from the other customers in the shop, you can clearly see they’ve all had enough as well. Your eyes lock on another autumn haired boy as he approaches your counter with haste.

“Can one of you do something about him?” He scoffs at you and Utahime. “It’s hard to test anything out to buy when he’s playing so damn loud. I’ve been wanting to test out that drum set for a while now,” he tilts his head to the side condescendingly and uses his thumb to point behind him at the drum set in use.

You glance over at Utahime beside you - you can instantly tell her body tenses up at the strangers demands. Utahime has never been great with conflict. You’re really not in the mood yourself, but I guess this is a better time than ever to test out the de-escalation techniques you’re currently studying for your psychology major.

“Alright,” you say under a deep breath. “Let me see what I can do…”

You rise from your seat behind the countertop and make a B-line straight towards the drum set. As you get closer, the ringing in your ears gets louder and louder, and you feel the ground shake under your feet. You stand to the side of the jock as you attempt to get his attention.

“Um- Excuse me, sir.” Your voice is practically muted from the clangs of the drum. The unbothered man continues to slam down on the snare. “Can you stop for a moment please? Sir- SIR.” You attempt to increase the volume of your voice in hopes to get his attention. However, your attempts are futile as he continues to carelessly slam away. Finally, your hand extends forward and you gently tap the side of his shoulder.

The jock jumps in his stool and his body instantly jolts in your direction. His hands halt mid swing and his fierce eyes lock with yours. He scoffs under his breath, “Do you MIND? I was just getting into a rhythm.”

Just getting into a rhythm…after nearly an hour? You think to yourself.

You clear your throat and attempt to give him a slight friendly smile, “Apologies sir. However, you have been using this set for an hour now. And there are others who would like to test it out. If you wouldn’t mind-”

“They can wait their damn turn,” he interrupts you. His voice is harsh as he spits the words at you, “I’m busy.”

You feel the frustration rise throughout your body.

The nerve of this guy…seriously?

You exhale in hopes to calm yourself. Your hands tremble momentarily as tension and aggravation set in.

Careful now y/n…don’t escalate with him that will only make it worse.

You offer an insincere smile at him in an arduous attempt to mask your exasperation.

“Sir, we tend to limit our customers to thirty minutes per instrument. Now, if you’d like to purchase this drum set, I’d be happy to check you out over at my counter.”

“That’s too damn bad toots. And I’m telling you that I’m not done testing it out.” He rises from the stool, and as his figure straightens, you see how clearly his muscles accentuate through his shirt. He could crush you like a bug. His shadow towers over you while he puffs out his chest, inching closer towards you. His eyes patronize you as even he knows there is nothing you can do to physically stop him. “And just how are you gonna convince me to stop, hmm?” he cocks his head to the side and you feel his lecherous eyes wander up and down your figure.

You withdraw from him, shuffling yourself backwards, but he draws closer with every attempt you make to expand the distance between him. His lips curl into a treacherous smirk.

Well fuck. This is not how I saw this going… so much for de-escalating.

“Sir…please. I can show you the other drum sets we offer, or maybe some other equipment you may be interested in?”

“Ohhh~ I’d love to see your equipment.” He sneers as he accentuates the word equipment. “Maybe if you beg me to stop some more, I’ll consider your offer. Mmm... I’d love to see that pretty face beg.”

You continue to recede backwards until you feel the center of your back press gently on someone’s chest. You turn your head to the side to see a white-haired man wearing black round sunglasses behind you. His arm wraps around your waist as he pulls you closer towards him. He lowers his sunglasses and you see his radiant cerulean eyes peer towards the jock in between the strands of his silky white hair. He is gorgeous, you’ve never seen him in the shop before, but you can’t help but feel like you know him from somewhere. But where?

“Whoa there, buddy. You got a problem with my girl?” His lips curl into a smirk as he addresses the jock. “Sweetheart, is this man bothering you?” He glances over at you and flashes you a comforting gaze.

“Oh, uhm…” you struggle to find words as his eyes survey you. You’re grateful, but it caught you off guard - him putting on an act to make it look like you’re in a relationship. The jock crosses his arms and glares at the white-haired man.

“Who are you?” The jock raises his eyebrow and scowls at the pretty boy.

“Name’s Satoru Gojo. This here is my lovely girlfriend.” He gestures at you with a playful smirk.

“She’s your girl? Shame. We were just getting acquainted.” He huffs and moves back towards the drum set. “Anyways, don’t interrupt my flow again. I’m busy.” He picks up the tattered drum sticks as he repositions himself into the seat, tapping his foot in preparation on the peddle of the hi-hat.

“Well, that’s odd~ I distinctively recall her saying you’re done.” He loosens his grip from your waist and steps in front of you, peering down at the jock in his seat. “Your time is up. Maybe leave the playing to the pros?” Satoru lifts his hand and playfully waves it dismissingly at the jock. “What you’re doing is just making noise.”

The jock hurdles from his seat and presses his chest to Satoru’s. His nostrils flare and he mutters something incoherent under his breath. Pressing up against Satoru, you can see that while the jock is definitely beefier than him, Satoru is by no means small. His muscles feature under his black t-shirt. Satoru places his hands on his hips, you can see the veins on his arms protrude as he stands up against the jock.

“Hmmm~ hit a nerve, did I?” Satoru doesn’t flinch from the jocks sudden challenge, and simply smirks up at the chiseled oafs face, clearly proud to have managed to push his buttons even more.

“You wanna go pretty boy?” He jock hisses at Satoru- speaking through his gritted teeth.

Satoru chuckles and lowers his shades so that his blue eyes can pierce at the jock. His voice is playful yet domineering, “Nah, wouldn’t wanna embarrass you more. After all, you’ve already done the honor of doing that yourself. First from that sad attempt of what you describe as playing drums, then from you trying to intimidate a girl? Come on bro, have some damn class.”

The music shop, which is usually bustling with sounds suddenly feels quiet. No hums from a guitar. No feedback from an amateur attempting to plug something in an amp. No “Stairway to Heaven” covers. Your eyes scan the room and you notice how everyone in the building is still, watching the scene unfold.

Shit… so much for de-escalating.

The jock clenches his jaw and his fists tighten. “Let’s take this outside.” He scorns as he motions his head towards the exit.

“Nahhh~ I’ll pass. It’s typical that you can’t think of a comeback with that pea sized brain of yours.” Satoru sighs and brings the hands from his hips to behind his head, interlocking his fingers nonchalantly while leaning slightly back. “Figures you’d try to resort to your fists. Again man, where’s the class?”

“Why you-” the jock springs forward and grips Satoru’s shirt in his hand, pulling him close. Satoru’s smirk just widens and he holds his hands up innocently. How is he not nervous? What is he thinking?

“Hey now~ you strike first and I won’t hesitate to defend myself. However, I hope you’re prepared for the consequences of being guilty of assault and battery in a commercial building. After all, everyone’s watching and I’m sure there’ll be evidence.” He points up at the camera in the far-right corner, the light blinking red indicating it is recording.

Satoru’s words seem to snap the jock back to reality. He loosens his grip from the black tee and stumbles aback. He scans the room and sees all eyes on him. Suddenly you see your supervisor, Yaga, bear through the crowd. “What seems to be the problem here?” Yaga says sternly as the pace of his stride swiftens.

“No problem here sir.” Satoru says to Yaga as he shoves his hands in his pockets and grins. “I believe this man was just taking his leave?” He motions to the jock with his chin. And was it a question, or a demand? His voice is exuberant yet menacing. You are taken aback by his composure throughout this entire affair. Who knows what would have happened if he didn’t step in.

Yaga raises his eyebrow at the jock and crosses his arms. “Oh? That’s good, I’d hate to have to get law enforcement involved.”

“No… I’m leaving.” The jock stutters. He almost seems, embarrassed? Is this the same person? You watch as he grabs his belongings unsteadily and scurries out of the property. All eyes in the building follow him until the door shuts behind him and he is gone. The painfully loud silence slowly dissipates as people begin to murmur. You hear the hustle and bustle of the shop come back to life as instruments sing their melodies.

Yaga shifts to Satoru. His brow furrows in displeasure. “You. I’d appreciate it if you don’t cause a scene in my shop. I won’t serve people like that.”

You step forward and get between the two men. “No, Yaga! He didn’t start trouble. He actually stepped in to help me.”  You plead. “The other guy was past his 30-minute mark. When I tried to inform him, he escalated and well…” you bite your lip and hesitate for a moment, unsure how to explain that the guy was a real piece of shit and was making advances on you before Gojo stepped in.

Gojo glances at you, seeing the discomfort on your face he sighs, cocks his head to the side and speaks to Yaga sternly, “That guy was harassing your employee. I’d look out to make sure he doesn’t come back.” He walks up to you and places his hand on your shoulder. “Maybe make sure someone walks her to her car when she’s off work…just to be safe.” He flashes you a warm smile and your heart flutters.

Yaga’s angry brow instantly drops to worry. His body softens and he nods at you, “Okay. Tell me all about it later, y/n. I’ll see that Haibara walks you to your car after we close up tonight.” Before Yaga shifts to head back to his office, he pivots to Gojo. “Thanks for looking out for her. Sorry about the misunderstanding. Please, let us know if you need help finding anything.”

Gojo nods at Yaga “Right,” he says.

As you watch Yaga walk back to his office, you and Gojo continue to stand there for a moment. His hand is still resting against your shoulder. You clear your throat and turn your body. “Um…” Gojo feels the shift in your stance and removes his hand, flashing an apologetic smile while he places in back in his pocket. You feel a warm tingling sensation upon your shoulder blade from where his graze left you, and your heart aches for a second, regretting that you moved. “Thanks… you really saved me back there,” you chuckle awkwardly, you feel as if you have a loss of words, unsure what to say to the striking man before you.

Gojo raises his eyebrow and flashes a playful grin. “No problem, sweetheart~ would do anything for my girlfriend~” he chuckles as you feel the heat in your body rise to your cheeks. He sees this and immediately follows up. “Sorry, hope you didn’t mind that I threw that out there. I just didn’t like the way he was sizing you up. Gave me the creeps.” He looks away and shrugs, and although he was teasing a moment ago, you can hear the genuine concern in his voice as he was looking out for your best interest.

“It caught me by surprise, but I’m grateful you did it.” Gojo looks over from his side and your eyes lock momentarily.

His lips curl into a smile and he shifts his gaze back at you fully. “Hopefully I scared him off and that’s the last you’ll see of him. Anyway… think you can check me out?” He smirks.

“Uhm- check you out?” Your voice squeaks and your cheeks flush. His eyebrow raises at you.

“Uhh yeah? Unlike him, I actually came here to buy something today.” He grabs a pair of drum sticks from the endcap beside you. “Check me out at the counter? What’d you think I meant?” His grin widens.

You feel the heat exuding off your face. You are so embarrassed; you wish the ground could swallow you whole in that instant. You clearly misunderstood what he meant by ‘check me out,’ and what’s worse is he noticed. Kill me now, you think.

“Oh, right. I knew that.” You try to play it off, looking down at the ground, you huff while you make your way to the counter. He just hums at you and follows your pace. Usually, you’re not one to get flustered, yet how is he so easily getting you worked up? It infuriates you.

You arrive behind the counter and Gojo stands in front of you from the other side. He smiles up at you and places the drumsticks gently against the ceramic surface. As you ring him up, he begins to speak, “You know, I didn’t expect to run into you here. Had no clue you work here. A buddy of mine recommended this shop to me, figured I’d give it a shot.” He grins as he reaches for his wallet. You are genuinely confused. Do you know him? You thought he looked familiar. You can’t help but ask.

“I’m sorry…have we met before?”

His brow furrows and for a moment he looks momentarily hurt. “Not officially, but ouch. I literally walk past you almost every day when you study on campus by the water fountain.” He sighs, and as he reaches for his debit card, you see his student ID for a brief moment. He goes to the same university as you. “Guess I’m not worth remembering,” he huffs dramatically.

“OH. Sorry! I thought you looked familiar but I couldn’t put my finger on it.” You give him a slight smile. “That’s my favorite spot to study. I’m usually pretty focused in my work when I’m there. Must not have noticed you.”

He takes his receipt from you, and your hands brush against each other briefly. His eyes flicker towards you and he gives you a mischievous grin. “That’s a bad habit y/n. You oughta be more aware of your surroundings.” He shoves the receipt in his pocket. “Especially tonight when you get off work. Make sure someone walks you to your car, kay? If I don’t see you at your study spot tomorrow, I’m gonna file a missing persons report.”

You snort and playfully roll your eyes. “Okay, dad.”

He quirks a brow and chuckles, lowering his shades. Your eyes meet again shorty, and his gaze consumes you. The tension you feel in your chest makes it seem like an eternity with those deep sapphire irises piercing into you. “Well, see you around.” He waves at you, lifts his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose and heads towards the door. You watch as he exits, and for a moment you can’t tell if the vibrations you feel are from the loud music reverberating in the store, or from your own heart.

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[mimixmunson]

I don't want to bother you, but can you please do one for Eddie where reader is really clumsy? Like, she trips on her on foot, loses balance and falls even when just standing still, always has bruises all over her body because she is simply an air-head and ends up hitting her face on a closed door, her knee on the corner of the table and falling in all the stupidest ways possible.

Bambi. Clumsy!Reader x Eddie Munson. Fluff. Blurb.

(You’re never bothering me. I love writing your requests! I hope this is okay!<3)

“You okay there Bambi? You’re walking like you’re on wheels, need a hand?” Eddie teases, chuckling as you clasp your arm around his. He’s not the strongest of guys but his arm does offer you support. You’re clumsy, always have been. Your dad used to say you ran before you learnt how to walk, that you’d never really been able to stand upright on your own two feet without wobbling. He wasn’t wrong. Your parents had gotten you tested for dyspraxia, but the test results came back negative. Put simply, you were just a klutz, in medical terms? You’re just a little unbalanced.

“I know, I know.” You sigh, lifting your pants up to your thighs, letting the air brush against your shins. “Look at my legs Teddy, three new ones and a grazed knee” Muttering the last of your words under your breath, ‘three new ones’ refers to the three bruises scattered across your right shin. Eddie has a tendency to draw lines around your bruised skin and make the blue-yellowish stains look like Saturn, sometimes drawing smiley faces of the Nirvana logo.

He peered down, analysing the new shiners. “Seriously, you gotta be more careful. We’ve spoken about this before, eyes where you’re going, not where you were.” He exaggerated, speaking in a sing-song tone as he chuckles again. “Remember that time you ran face first into the glass door when we were kids? You split your lip and I cried because you were bleeding. Wayne had to deal with you bleeding on carpet and I was in hysterics because I was so sure you were gonna die. From a split lip no less.” Eddie’s mouth twitches up into a smirk as he begins to let out a full belly laugh. He screws his face up, as bubbly giggles escape him lips from reminiscing, “yeah, Wayne said you felt the pain for me cus I didn’t shed a single tear.” You confessed, joining Eddie in the melody of laughter.

“What can I say? I’m weak for a damsel in distress.” Eddie tilts his head and bows theatrically, standing up and opening the top cupboard. He places his box full of first aid supplies from the medicine cupboard onto the floor, opening up the first aid kit. “Let’s get this graze cleaned up shall we? Can’t leave it, will get infected and puss will spurt out. Will be so gross.” He speaks, pouring antiseptic liquid onto a clean rag. “Okay! Okay, I know.” You chime in, clearly disturbed by the imagery. “Just be gentle Eds, please.” You pout a little, hiding behind your hands.

“You know me Bambi, I have magic hands. I’m practically your personal nurse.” Eddie joked, gently patting the rag over your grazed skin being sure to wipe out any dirt and debris. “Hands of an old woman more like.” You tease, stifling your giggles from behind your hands, not wanting to see your wound.

“If you say so, but so you know. I’ll always be here to patch you up. Our little klutz.” He smiles, beaming from ear to ear. Choosing to ignore your cheeky comment, because “you’ve been in the wars.” He gently slaps a band aid over your kneecap and rubs his palm over it to make sure it sticks to you properly. Eddie leans over and pries your hands apart so he can see your face properly. “All done. You’re all fixed up.” He sighs, rubbing his hand over your cheek.

“Thanks Eds, good time to mention I’ve decided to take up ice skating?” You giggle, watching his face drop into the most shocked expression you’ve ever seen. “Kidding!” You tease, throwing yourself at his chest and starting to wrestle each other on Wayne’s living room floor. You are always gonna be looked after by Eddie, your chosen big brother.

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[jareaul0ver]

Come With Me

Summary: Nika gets drafted to a team all the way across the country, and you're terrified of what's coming next, but she has everything planned out.

inspired by this request

wc: 917 warnings: angst if you squint, nothing else really pairings: nika muhl x fem!reader

After being with Nika for the last three years of your life, spending almost every single day with her, sleeping in her bed every night, you couldn't imagine how life would be if she got drafted to somewhere far from you.

You were hoping she'd be drafted to the Connecticut Sun, so you two could stay together after graduation. If that didn't happen, you at least hoped for a team on the east coast.

Of course, your hopes and dreams were shattered, but momentarily put on pause, when you heard her name called as the Seattle Storm's first draft pick.

Pushing down any emotion but happiness for Nika, you jump up and hug her tightly. "I'm so proud of you." You whisper against her ear. She pecks your cheek before hugging a few others and heading up to the stage.

You can't help but let a few tears fall down your face as you watch her. You're overwhelmed with pride, excitement, sadness - pretty much every emotion ever.

Your girlfriend is going to be a professional basketball player. How many people get to say that?

When she comes back over to you, your arms wrap around her neck and you pull her body close to yours. The two of you have never been much for PDA in the past, but in the moment, neither of you cared.

"I am so incredibly proud of you, my love." You mumble before pressing a sweet kiss on her lips. She can't help the smile forming on her face, and she kisses you back before pulling away.

Her hands settled on your waist and she spoke softly. "I love you."

"I love you, Nika."

The next few days felt like a blur. Nika was packing her things to head to Kelsey Plum's Dawg Class training camp. As you watched her from the doorway of the bedroom, a small frown etched itself on your face.

Nika glanced over at you and saw your expression. She stopped what she was doing and immediately walked over to you. "What's wrong, bebo?"

You shook your head. "You're leaving."

Her hands settled on your waist and pulled you towards her. "Only for a week. Then I'll be back and-"

"And then you have to go to Seattle. Not just for a week or two, but for good." The tone of your voice was sad, and Nika found herself frowning.

"That's only if I make the team." Her thumbs gently stroked the fabric of your shorts her shorts that you stole.

You laughed in a bit of disbelief. "You're making the team, don't be ridiculous." You stared at her and felt your eyes beginning to water. "I really don't want you to go. To leave me." Your voice was low and shaky.

She placed a kiss on your forehead and pulled you into a tight hug. "I don't want to leave you, either. If I could stay, I would."

You sniffled and nodded. "I know. You're just-" You took a deep breath. "You're gonna be so far."

Nika pulled away and looked at you, her soft brown eyes not leaving yours for a second. A brief light lit up in her gaze, and you noticed it. "Then come with me." She spoke quickly, like she was ripping off some sort of metaphorical band-aid.

"What?" You looked up at her.

"Come to Seattle with me. After graduation, we can move out there, and- We won't have to be apart." Her words came out so delicately and you found yourself mentally falling apart.

Uprooting your life and moving to the other side of the country? It sounded insane, almost. "Nika.." But you would do anything for her.

"I'm serious, we can get an apartment- or even a house- and it'll be perfect!" You had never seen her so genuine about something in her life. Your heart was pounding against your chest, you felt like at any moment it would leap out and expose to Nika how she was making you melt.

You stared at her for what felt like forever as you contemplated your choices. You could either go with her after graduation, and live the life you've always wanted with her, even though you'd be throwing everything in Connecticut behind. Or, you could stay here, losing the best thing that's ever happened to you.

You'd lose the one person that kept you grounded, that knew your coffee order without having to ask, knew what temperature you liked the bedroom to be at night. She was the only person in your life that had ever given you so much security to where you felt like, maybe, you just could give up everything else for her.

"Okay." You nodded, tears spilling from your eyes. "Yeah, okay."

Nika could’ve screamed at your answer. "Really?" Her eyes widened and she brought a hand up to wipe your tears. "You really want to?"

“I do.” You sniffled, angling your head to lean into her hand.

Her smile was wide as she leaned in and pressed your lips together, only for a split second before pulling back and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I love you, bebo.” She mumbled.

You tucked your head under her jaw and took a deep breath. “I love you.”

[theywhowriteandknowthings]

Darling, Please: Part 2 of 3 Begin Again

Pairing: Husband!John Price x Wife!Reader Summary: You and John meet up months after the incident at your home. Things go exactly to plan. Warnings: angst, no happy ending, grief, divorce, heartbreak (it’s not sunshine and roses sorry) A/N: So I was going to just make this a two part thing but I’m thinking maybe 3? Let me know what you think. No smut, only feels.

Word Count: 1000~

Part 1 | CoD Masterlist | AO3

The café is loud, the hiss of steam from the coffee machine blended with the lowing of idle chatter. Phone calls, business meetings, friends catching up over a brew, it’s all so mundane. It almost makes you forget why you’re here. The smell of freshly brewed coffee fills your nostrils as your knee bounces up and down nervously under the table.

There’s a stack of papers in a manilla envelope in your handbag, drawn up by your lawyers last week. Every day since that night on your bathroom floor months ago, you’ve told yourself you were really going to do it this time.

But the moment you see him, holding the door open for a group of teenagers, his smile more radiant than the sun, you know you’re not going to do it.

“Hey,” he greets you with an almost shy utterance of your name. You smile at him, heart hammering in your chest as your stomach churns with butterflies.

“John,” you say, a little breathlessly as you take in the way his t-shirt sleeves strain over his biceps, his beard and hair freshly trimmed as he smiles knowingly at you.

“Didn’t expect to see me looking so good, eh?”

“No,” you fumble as you try to recover from your obvious ogling, fingertips worrying at a sugar packet as you avoid his gaze, “It’s just-,”

“Love,” John says, his voice like honey as he places a broad hand over your own your heart aches at the gold band still on his finger when yours are sat on a dresser at home, gathering dust, “It’s ok, you had every right to expect something different, something much worse.”

You look up into his ocean blue eyes and you see a warmth within his kind eyes that nearly breaks your heart. It’s a warmth you’ve not seen for over a year, the missing part of John that made him your John. You’re sweating, heart threatening to explode in your chest as you let yourself hope for the first time in a long time, that you have your husband back.

“John, I can’t do this,” you force yourself to say, as fear bubbles up in the back of your throat, making your voice crack as tears burn at the corners of your eyes, “I can’t keep letting you back in just for you to drag me back down with you.”

The hand covering both of your own squeezes lightly before pulling away. You have to stop yourself from chasing the warmth of his touch.

“I understand,” he says solemnly, “I didn’t expect you to come running back at the first sign of a fresh haircut.”

He surprises you once again, his smile doesn’t reach his eyes, but he isn’t angry. He isn’t reeling from the sting of your rejection, instead he seems… relieved?

“Then what? What did you want to see me about, John?” You ask as icy fingers of finality grip around your heart.

“I wanted to ask you something,” he says as he plays with he gold band on his finger, it’s only now that you notice he can’t take it off, he’s worn it so long without removing it his knuckle stops it from sliding any further off his finger.

“Go on,” dread forms in the pit of your stomach as you begin to fear for the very thing you had come here to propose.

“I’ve been talking with my lawyer,” he says slowly as he watches your face like a hawk. You notice the messenger bag slung over his chair now. How had you missed that before?

You feel like you can’t breathe, like the air is too thick, too hot. You look around frantically to the exit, where a couple is leaving hand in hand, smiles on their faces as you feel like your world is about to come crashing down.

John is still talking but you can’t hear him over the rushing of blood in your ears. You’re watching his lips move without hearing him as you feel like you’re floating outside your own body.

This is what you wanted, wasn’t it? To get divorced? To unhitch yourself from the self-destructive man you heard leave in the early hours after he fucked you senseless on the bathroom floor.

No note, no goodbye, just another sliver of your soul carved out and devoured by his grief.

But you don’t recognise that man as your husband, not right now when the real John Price is sat across from you.

“Love?” He calls out to you and you’re brought back to the rumbling din of the café, your mouth dry as tears roll down your cheeks.

“John, please, don’t do this,” you plead as you notice an almost identical manilla envelope on the table to the one in your handbag.

“It’s for the best,” he says with a sigh as he rubs his hand over his jaw, “I can’t keep doing this to you, to us.”

“Please,” you beg, but he’s already standing up, wiping his clammy hands on his jeans as he gives you a sad smile.

“I love you,” he says your name with reverence as his eyes shine with unshed tears, “I’ll always love you, but I have to let you go.”

“Don’t do this,” you beg as he shakes his head solemnly, “John, please.”

He’s walking away, back turned as he practically runs out of the establishment.

You don’t think, abandoning your belongings as you run after him, pushing past people with their to-go cups. You hear an angry shout behind you but you don’t care, you have to get to him.

But you hear the familiar rattle of his beaten up Land Rover Discovery, a sound so deeply engrained into your psyche it floods you with dopamine. Only for the hit to be crushed as you see him reversing out of the parking spot up ahead.

Your eyes meet and there’s a flash of regret and sorrow that passes between you as he hesitates. But the spell is broken as he tears his eyes away, looking over his shoulder to make sure he’s not about to hit anything.

He doesn’t make eye contact again as he manoeuvres out of the car park.

Despair hits you like a slap to the face as you realise that it’s over. It’s really over this time. You can’t breathe as you fall to your knees on the dirty pavement. You feel for your engagement and wedding ring, seeking comfort only to find none as you’re met with the bare skin of your ring finger.

You finally got what you wanted.

Didn’t you?

…

Didn’t you?

Part 1 | CoD Masterlist | AO3

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[ithinkabouttzu]

hello! I love the reactions you write about Band of Brothers!, I would like to know how they would react if they knew they were their s/o's first boyfriend? I don't speak English, so sorry if it's bad 💕

Of course hon!!! Thank you so much for your request! Hope you enjoy!! 💌

Easy co.’s reaction to being their s/o’s first boyfriend!

Genre: Romance; fluff

Warnings: Kissing? I think that’s about it! (reader is gn)

Description: The Easy co. boys’ reaction to being their s/o’s first boyfriend!!

Taglist: @executethyself35 @linhkhanhcps @1waveshortofashipwreck @grumpy-liebgott @barbeygirl @samwinchesterslostshoe @ronsenthal @sweetxvanixlla (If you want to be on this list, let me know!! :))

BoB Masterlist

Dick Winters: Knowing how caring Dick is, he would make it his mission to be the best partner possible for you. (he would even if he wasn’t your first boyfriend btw) He wants you to have the best experience possible, going on fun dates, surprising you with flowers, he wants to make sure that you feel loved no matter what. That true romance does exist. He would do all the little romantic stuff you haven’t really experienced before. He hopes to be your first boyfriend and last.

Lewis Nixon: I think Nix would find it particularly interesting that you haven’t had a boyfriend before him. Because literally how? You are the most attractive person this guy has ever met? He wouldn’t be surprised if you said you had guys lining down the block to take you out. I think he also gets a good kick out of the fact that he would be your first kiss (if you already haven’t had it) and your first everything really. He would let you in on everything you need to know relationship wise.

Carwood Lipton: He makes sure to set a high standard for you. He’s also like Dick, bringing you flowers and opening the door for you, holding your hands and being the sweetest guy ever. He reminds you that, even though most first relationships don’t always have the reputation to succeed, he can promise that he won’t leave, no matter what. He wants to make a relationship with him feel good and special. He’s determined to make you feel like a princess/prince at all times.

Joe Toye: When you tell him that he is your first boyfriend, he gets very protective. He genuinely wants to give a great experience with relationships in general, and swears to never hurt you in any way. He knows that this is special to you, so he takes dates and any sort of one-on-one time with you very seriously. Planning all kinds of stuff for y’all to go do. He really makes sure to take care of you and keep you safe from harm's way.

Joe Liebgott: When you tell Lieb that he’s your first boyfriend, he kinda feels a pressure from himself to be the best boyfriend to you. He wants for you to experience all of the young puppy love stuff with him, even if that means you two act like complete fools, it doesn’t matter to him. He wants to be your comfort and confidante during this new thing with you. But he’s so patient and considerate too, if you’re not ready to kiss or say “I love you” he’s very understanding and will wait until you feel comfortable.

Bill Guarnere: Bill really wants to be your first and best s/o. He is very set on making a good impression on you of what a good boyfriend should be like. He would love to show how great and fun romantic relationships can be. He really considers how fragile first relationships can be and really cares about your feelings, like figuring out what all of your boundaries, what you like and don’t like dating wise, he really protects you and takes you under his wing in a way.

George Luz: He figures the best way to be your boyfriend is to be your best friend first. He really tries to make you laugh and smile any chance he gets, he wants you to be happy no matter what, when you guys are dating and you tell him that he’s your first bf, he wants to meet all of the expectations you’d have for your partner, literally be the perfect, cheesy little boyfriend you’ve always wished for (be ready for lots and lots of flowers and sweet treats if you’re with him.)

Bull Randleman: When you tell Bull that he’d be your first boyfriend, he honestly feels honored to be your first partner. He truly thinks that the only reason you haven’t had a boyfriend before is because you have super high standards. He’s very gentle with you the first couple months you guys are dating, almost a bit reserved because he just wants to be respectful to you. Anytime he’s about to do anything romantic with you he’ll ask over and over again, “Is this okay?”

Eugene Roe: He’s so, so attentive and patient. Just the kindest boyfriend you could ever ask for. He knows that he’s your first boyfriend, and is willing to do whatever it is so that you don’t ever have to worry in a relationship with him. He will make sure to give you the best hugs and kisses and remind you that he’ll be the best boyfriend possible for you. And I can’t forget about all of the sweetest little dates he would take you on. He literally proves to you that chivalry is in fact, not dead.

Floyd Talbert: Tab’s honestly kind of nervous to be your first boyfriend. He wants to be the best guy for you. He understands how special a relationship is for you, so he makes sure to cherish and handle it as if it’s the most precious gift he’s ever had. He’s also very flattered to know that he’s your first everything. He can’t wait to experience all of the little romantic couple things you want to do with him eventually in the relationship.

Skip Muck: He takes it as a compliment that he’s your first boyfriend. He kinda goes over the top in the first couple weeks in y’all’s relationship. Sweet boy just wants to make a great impression on you, that he can be the perfect boyfriend for you. Like buying you all of your favorite things, surprising you with gifts, going on all kinds of dates. He wants to show you that he’s a great guy that is more than willing to love you and be in love with you.

Don Malarkey: He really has the sweetest intentions with you as your partner. He wants to make you happy and safe no matter what, whether he’s your first boyfriend or last. He is such a cute gentleman when it comes to your relationship with him, like coming up to your place with flowers, lowkey freaking out like a kid on his first date with you. He makes sure you are always comfortable and feel loved 24/7. He just adores you so much.

Shifty Powers: He doesn’t really mind that much, he thinks it’s kinda cute actually. He feels so special that you would want him to be your first boyfriend. He wants to make sure that you have such a nice experience with him. He does feel a bit of responsibility to make sure this relationship is the best. He prioritizes communication so much in y’all’s relationship because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable in anything relationship wise.

Babe Heffron: Don’t take this the wrong way, but he’s so happy that he gets to be your first boyfriend, that he gets to be your first everything. He’s so excited to be youthful and do young-love things with you. He’s kinda like Bill, very set on being your first and best. He will make sure that you know he’s there to stay no matter what. When you’re dating him just remember that he will annoy you with silly little dates and stuff like that.

Frank Perconte: He wouldn’t really care if he had been your first boyfriend, or your 100th, he just wants you to be happy and make you feel like the best partner in the world. He does want to make sure that he’s providing all you need so that you feel perfect in your relationship with him. If there’s something in particular that you’d really like for him to do, he would go all out for it!! He just really wants to see you happy and safe.

Ronald Speirs: He finds it quite amusing that he’s your first boyfriend. A little shocked at first because he genuinely couldn’t tell you hadn’t had a boyfriend yet. He finds the need to protect you even more, considering that he would hold such a special part in your life. He makes sure to take the relationship as slow or as fast as you like. He has such a hidden soft side for you and it’s so cute, even before he knew he was your first.

Johnny Martin: He’s very shocked. “Are you sure? You know high school relationships count too, right?” Lol he just finds it very hard to believe that you’ve never been with any other guy until now. He honestly feels kinda proud that you would want him to be your first boyfriend if he does say so himself. Any kinda cheesy little first relationship stuff you want, he’ll do it. Just don’t ask him to sing you a song and you’ll be alright.

Skinny Sisk: “Really? No joking?” He gets really soft with you when he figures out that you’ve never been with another person before him. Like he understands how important it can be to you so he does all the little sweet things a first boyfriend should do. Having the “talk” with your parents, taking you to the movies, holding your hand when you’re scared. He’s the best gentleman with you and he promises to you that he will never misuse or hurt your heart in any way. (like ron he’s also so soft for you lol)

Chuck Grant: He gets happy when you tell him that he’s your first boyfriend, not because you haven’t had a guy before, but because you chose him to be in a relationship with. He’s very understanding and patient with you if there’s some things you don’t really have a clue on in relationship stuff, he honestly finds it cute. He immediately takes responsibility as your boyfriend and makes sure to keep you happy and safe no matter what.

David Webster: Honestly is a bit nervous at first, just because he doesn’t want to hurt you in any way and wants for you to have the best first relationship possible. He has a lot of self doubt that he can be the best guy for you at first, but when you let him know that he’s all you want, he makes sure to be there for you in any way possible. He’d do so many sweet things for you, one I could see him do is like write you sweet little love poems and stick them in your bag before work or school.

Buck Compton: Ahhh where do I start? This hot shot thinks it’s adorable. You haven’t had a boyfriend yet? Well you got one now. He’d be more than happy to do a bunch of mushy couple stuff with you, he would love it actually. He just wants to make you happy at all costs, so he’s willing to do just about everything. As long as you're safe and happy then he’s fine. Get ready to for him to be such a sweet guy whenever you’re around, like soft as can he.

Thank you for your request again, anon!!! I hope you all enjoyed! 🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍🩷

#band of brothers #band of brothers headcanons #band of brothers reaction #band of brothers preferences #band of brothers imagine #dick winters #lewis nixon #carwood lipton #joe toye #joe liebgott #bill guarnere #george luz #bull randleman #eugene roe #floyd talbert #skip muck #don malarkey #shifty powers #babe heffron #frank perconte #ronald speirs #johnny martin #skinny sisk #chuck grant #david webster #buck compton #ithinkabouttzu

[toji-girl]

I have another thirst/req! Let me just leave it here 💖 I'm almost sure that you write incest? No? I have been having uncle toji thoughts as well. The brain rot is sick 🤒 hope you see my vision :3 I could send you the thirsts I had sent to other accounts as well as my fresh new thoughts just 2 you. So u can have a vision 👀

18+ only content

I do write incest! I have been really wanting to talk/post about dark content things and incest is one of 'em! I am a whore for big brothers who love you more than words could ever say, or you being a bigger sister to them! kxjbsrtrs - also, I please ask that I don't receive the same ask as others!!

tags: fem reader + dark content + incest but they don't fuck or do anything just havin' dirty thoughts

thinking about Toji coming back to town for the first time in over two decades, he has never met you before though but you've seen plenty of pictures of him and heard stories.

your mom talks about her brother like a ghost, slippin' in and out of people's lives to make it to what he wants to do, he had no kids or a wife to think about so he wanted a luxurious life while he had it.

and even though you know he's your uncle, your mother's brother, it still doesn't dull the ache between your legs the first night everyone has come over to see him after such a long time.

it made you feel so dirty and gross but you couldn't care less, especially when he called you pretty you might've read too much in it but you were sure he was flirting back, or it could've been you wishing and hoping he was despite the biggest obstacle.

your mind swirled with images of his hands taking your shirt off and thick fingers hooking into the band of your panties to tug them down and bury his face between your legs inhaling the scent of your pussy.

you felt sick.

but it didn't matter really because your body was betraying you and you just chalked it up to not having a man give you an orgasm in a long time, they were all brought on by your hand or a toy.

screamin' and creamin' thinking about catching him later on when he comes out of the shower with a towel barely wrapped around his waist catching those water droplets that roll down his washboard abs and you're trying not to foam at the mouth like a rabid dog.

you were about to step out of your bedroom when you stopped in the doorway to stare at him catching his attention which prompted a knowing smirk.

#💌incoming #tw: incest #this really isn't even an answer lmaooo #toji x reader smut #jjk smut

[e-clv]

Screaming Females Do Alaska

#this is what it's all about. i hope they make a band #screaming females

[tennessoui]

so i've been thinking about this premise for so long but it wasn't working for obikin (which of course i took as a challenge) and i think i finally got it where i want it so

au where 35 yo obi-wan is a music sensation across the world but he's recently divorced and going on tour again after releasing a very cutting, personal, and well-received album

and 19 yo anakin joins his tour with his very small band of two other people (ahsoka, padmé) to be his opening act - they have a small but loyal following, a pretty big social media presence, and there are even people who ship anakin and padmé which you know means these are die-hard fans

anakin has definitely looked up to obi-wan and his music for a good portion of his life and he's like. beyond excited that he's going to tour with The Obi-Wan Kenobi - this is big, not just for his music career but also for himself and the little boy he was listening to obi-wan's music for the first time!!

i'm just imagining like....obi-wan and anakin meeting after a few days of rehearsal for opening night, and it's not the most auspicious start because obi-wan's going through like 20 different emotions at any given moment (he's on tour, he's divorced, he's tired, he loves the music, he can't be the person he was in his twenties when he was first on tour but that's a whole different matter, he has all the media training and charismatic instinct to cover up these less than savory emotions with flirtatious empty words) and anakin is just like. sorta starstruck sorta shy sorta eager sorta awkward so:

"i'm uh, i'm a singer it's nice to meet you. hi yeah. hello. i'm on tour. as well. with you. actually." "ah no, are you one of my backing vocal artists? we can't have that - you're much too gorgeous and my ego is much too dependent on the audience focusing on me." "um 😳"

so it's a relationship that begins with a lot of flirting and being flustered and progresses through moments of vulnerability and honest emotion which turns into mutual affection which turns into anakin's celebrity crush becoming very real....meanwhile obi-wan googled anakin and the opening band after the first show/introduction and finds all the stuff about him and padmé being together and that's. that's fine. young love. how sweet. any sort of disappointment obi-wan feels is because he's recently divorced and bitter about it and he's going to have to spend at least half his tour watching the lovebirds snuggling up together.

and even when all the misunderstandings about relationship statuses have been addressed and the pretense has fallen away to leave just attraction, both have to think about their careers - it's all well and good for obi-wan to date someone sixteen years his junior, post divorce, but that's an image he's never wanted to deal with or be associated with. and this is the biggest shot of anakin's career - his best chance to make it in the music industry. in the words of his bandmate, is he really, honestly thinking about risking it for a chance to sleep with The Obi-Wan Kenobi?

but what his bandmate doesn't seem to really understand is that for anakin, obi-wan hasn't been The Obi-Wan Kenobi in a long time. he's just been obi-wan. and that makes a world of difference.

#kit's silly lil aus #obikin #my social media algorithm pulled me into music-tok but make it instagram reels lol #and then i watched the grammys last night #so i was like fine lets come back to this and figure out what's missing #so i know it basically sounds like what if firefighter au obi-wan was a little more jaded and less flirty #coupled with what if band au anakin opened for firefighter au obi-wan #but i'm seeing different nuances for the characters so i feel comfortable making this its own post #like. what if you met the person you were going to love forever at somehow #both the best time in the world for your career #and the worst time in the world for your personal life #etc etc #sorry for the long post i hope you can tell this is all i thought about on a 5k run today lol

[undying-lilies]

trying real hard to ignore the new story concept that just popped into my head but man am I failing

#listen. listen. little mermaid where she turns human and gets found by a band of pirates. #they promptly adopt her and make her feel right at home #someone comes to these pirates and says hey. I've got a job for you. and it includes money. and the pirates are like HECK YEAH MONEY #and the plot is to kidnap the prince #the prince that the mermaid girl may or may not have saved once I'm not sure yet #so they kidnap the prince and obviously he's very mad about this whole thing #but he's ... intrigued ... by the silent pirate girl #and then they start to bond #the pirates notice. oh boy do they notice #they are both the worst and the best matchmakers either of these poor souls have ever seen and they're not sure what to do about it #that's all I've got #wow I did not ignore this new story concept #I sure hope someone reads these tags #little mermaid gets adopted by pirates

[spllwys]

i'm going on exam season lockdown as of today, which means no more gifs/edits/anything else because i spend way too much time on them for an engineering student in the trenches lmao. posting this not because i think anybody will notice or care, but so i can hold myself accountable and get embarrassed if i break the pledge. see you on june 3rd for a ghovie creativity extravaganza

edit: besides the ghovie trailer 😭 i cant restrain myself from that one

#actually june 4th because i will be drinking on june 3rd from the moment i close my semiconductors paper #cold turkey on gif making KHBJDGVSCDH RIP #genuinely its such a relaxing thing to do that i find myself prioritising it #and unlike other chill activities it gives me the illusion of productivity #i really need to be getting that from my work and not silly bands #anyway. see u #also in my 4 years of making edits like this in many different circles i've never once felt the need to mention a like/reblog ratio #and i'm fully of the opinion that people can do whatever the hell they like and i never expect interaction #i'm grateful for what i do have #but what primarily motivates me to do this is people sharing their love for whatever is on the post #in the tags or elsewhere #i'm not talking praise or thanks or anything to me i mean 'i love this song' or 'papa looks great here' skdcvkdgvs #'this is my favourite band' u know? it's sharing passion with other people and having them share theirs with me #and in all the 4 years and many many fandoms this (ghost/st) is by far the worst for interaction like that #i'd say ghost especially skhjcsd #and this tag rant isn't a request or a 'please interact more!' or anything like that it's just #a reason as to why i'm a bit discouraged that i'm chatting about to nobody #oh yeah and especially seeing photos posted with no source and no edits get 5x the notes you'd get #the quantity of notes doesn't matter to me but the discussion and tags do #just checked my notes in the middle of typing this and someone rbed some papa ii gifs with #'hope he's steady on his feet the way i would run into him' #KDSGKDSD that's what i'm on about 😭😭😭😭😭 #makes me smile knowing something i posted made somebody feel joy abt a silly band and then shared that with me through the tags #i'm aware i've been here for just over one month so shouldn't be making judgements just yet #but sometimes i wish there was more of that

[27-royal-teas]

so I was rereading @earlgreytea68’s amazing story swan song (AGAIN,, sue me) and I realized I’d never done album art for swan’s sophomore album (THIS IS A CRIME) so obviously I had to fix this. anyway, here is charm offensive!!!

#look I had two ideas for this one it was either this or middle finger w charm bracelet. which I realized would be much easier about halfway #through drawing this one #sorry that it’s kinda graphic #idk what I was thinking #toby speaks #toby’s art #swan song #please ignore the heavily edited color blending on the side I had a horrible erase mark I couldn’t get rid of #anyway uhh it was like. charm bracelet because charm offensive duh. and i thought doing the instruments + swan on it would be #very cool however I didn’t consider the offensive part until later so I just was like OK WELL. SYMBOLISM. #the charms- the people that make the band- are destroying the hand. the hand represents the whole band I guess collectively as a whole #in the story Matt mentions them all being on thin ice during the charm offensive tour so. EMOTIONAL TENSION YAAAY #anyway i really hope you at least like this a little bit egt!!!!!! :))

[hauntingblue]

'You betrayed us' 🧍🏻‍♂️

#i wanted to put an emo boy emoji but idk if i imaginated it existing or what.... #this dialogue as an intro to a midwest emo song.... #'i thought you were on our side.... on my side...' start a band and maybe you will calm down jet #i am so sorry but the katara and jet actors are in such different scenes rn... jet is having a breakdown and katara is preaching #the cgi kinda slipped there ngl #and there isnt enough like background or relationship at all for this to be an effective or emotional break up..... #you cant make me believe you have lost hope is a banger line tho #secret tunnel??? with no aang???? #i am not crying about zuko at lu ten's funeral being there for iroh i am not #talking tag #watching natla

[whysamwhy123]

*surveys the landscape of Revolution and sighs deeply*

#aew lb #OC's gonna lose to the unfunny neckbrace meme guy #Because they have to try and make him feel like a threat again after spending months treating him like a complete joke #And to give Glassman Adam Cole and his merry band of midcarders something to do while MJF recovers #DG's gonna lose to - and probably join - Christian and his stupid faction #And the blackhole of awful booking that is the TNT championship picture will claim another victim #And because GOD FORBID Christian or Edge put over any young talent. Why that would be ridiculous! That's not what wrestling is about! #And perhaps worst of all #Swerve is gonna lose the world championship match #Confirming my suspicions that the only reason they reignited the Swerve/Hangman feud so soon after it ended #Was so that they could give Swerve a title match...and have Hangman take the pin #Because despite being the best thing in the entire fucking company by a country mile - AEW simply WILL NOT put a fucking belt on him #I mean why would they? They have a cavalcade of 50-year-old WWE guys and New Japan cast-offs they'd rather push instead 🙂🙂🙂 #So all he's gonna do is meander around the title picture without ever getting a singles championship run of his own #And this all SUUUUUUUUUUUCKS #Just UGGGGGGGGGH #Bad booking. Booking bad. #I would fucking looooooove to be proven wrong on all counts here #Or at the very least I hope I'm wrong about Swerve #Because if not...I might just be done with AEW entirely #Not even Mercedes showing up will keep me invested because why should I have any faith that they won't book her like shit too? #When all I have is evidence to the contrary? #Obligatory 'this is just my opinion and it's cool if you feel differently about any or all of this' #But...I cannot understand how y'all are enjoying AEW anymore. It's been TRASH for soooo long now this shit is DIRE. #And my patience has been thoroughly worn through

[fomar]

playing chrono trigger for the first time is ... it's a feeling i can't explain, but hearing about this game for so long and how it's one of the best jrpgs of all time, but not seeing anything concerning the details of the plot or themes, that just makes it all the more special. i know people have commented time and time again about what it means and their interpretation of it, and maybe i won't have anything new to offer that hasn't been said before. but it's a special feeling to me because i'm coming to those conclusions by myself and had no idea what to expect.

#was going to make a post about how it occurred to me that the whole thing abouthow queen zeal used the mammon machine #to siphon energy from lavos #kind of makes me think of global warming and climate change and our reliance on fossil fuels #but i dont know if that is a reach #but like!! belthasar's messages about how people banding together from all time periods is our last hope #is what really hammered it in for me

[sonicfrontiers]

splatbands enjoyers how we coping with the amount of new bands that just got revealed

#lin.txt #splatoon #splatoon 3 #SORRY MAINTAG #uhh yeah hi. i’m going insane. #i need to know everything about all of them right now but ESPECIALLY missing ink #seriously what kind of band makes music like that. AND ALSO THE VOCALS THAT AREN’T WOBBLY #DID PAUL HELP THEM OUT OR WHAT!! #aaaauuugh i really hope people make fan designs for them or smth… #having a terrible brain that latches onto the tiniest most insignificant parts of everything is suffering.