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zuyoo · 1 month

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linger, one-shot. ﹙ nagi & gn!reader ﹚ 비애

CONTENT WARNING — clueless nagi, (open-ended) angst, misleading actions, images used are not face claims but rather used as a reference to visualize a scenario. enjoy reading !!!! :D

SYNOPSIS — you’re in love with your best friend, nagi seishiro, who is oblivious of your feelings but treats you well more than just a friend

ZUYOO’S NOTES — noOOoO 10 images limit on tumblr mobile app ( ꒦ິ ཀ ꒦ິ ) word count is probably a little over 1000 if not more than that.. ok ily enjoy reading MWAAA

p.s. i love u, everyone who leaves feedback and/or reactions with all my life :DD it just makes me feel so motivated in writing, thank you all sm!!

it started with one message, which lead to another… then another… then more. you two instantly clicked right after being attending the same club in your university. you’ve seen him before, and thought that he looked hard to approach—since he’s always on his phone, barely talks, and is always either practicing, in class, or out of reach (in his dorm)

you two grew close after talking about similar interests, and it didn’t take too long for you to develop feelings for him. i mean… how could you not when he has treated you way better than any other man who’s walked out of you life?

he messages you on a daily basis, doesn’t hesitate to come over and take care of you when you tell him that you aren’t feeling well, treats you to meals, drives you home, tries new hobbies because you told him you like those.

nagi has the looks, the talent, the brain, the skill, the body that a girl could ask for. you’re simply lucky enough to be near his presence—and oh boy how all the girls that see you two together makes you feel it.

their glares and side glances sharp as a knife, it gave you goosebumps all over. but you eventually paid no mind to their stares, the only thing that mattered at the moment is how you’d spend your day with nagi!

it’s been three years since your first interaction with him, and you two haven’t changed a thing. take it with a grain of salt. yes, you two still teach each other the way you think, and no, he is not your anything—just a friend.

he’s such a fish to catch that you’re surprised why he’s still not seeing anyone at this point. maybe there was some point that you’ve thought about how there could be possibility that he could like you the way you like him, which is stopping him from seeing anyone else.

or maybe his actions has raised your hopes up and made you delusional. how could you know? you’ve been friends for three whole years now, yet you still can’t read him.

he left you on delivered? that’s new. well- it was bound to happen. it’s not like he’s obligated to reply or at least leave a reaction… right? right. you’re his best friend. nothing more, nothing less.

but what could he be doing? it’s a sunday. he doesn’t have practice, and the term just started. he couldn’t have had any assessments he needed to finish.

your questions were quickly answered once you’ve opened up your twitter app and found someone unfamiliar in your timeline.

“pfft—this happens all the time.” you say. “and they’re always fake.”

and how you wished you were right.

“oh.” was everything you could let out, as if that one tweet didn’t break your heart into pieces. you were glad he’s finally seeing someone—but at the same time, you had hoped that it was just a misunderstanding, that he’s actually maggy’s cousin… or something! just not her suitor. even though the signs are as clear a day.

it was petty, and this- this will hurt you, and it’ll hurt bad. so you had no other choice but to try and distance yourself away from him as much as possible, to save yourself and to respect who he’s been seeing. it was for the better… but—he was making it hard.

nagi’s completely clueless!

you didn’t know whether to laugh it out because of how oblivious he is. does he not realize what he’s doing to you?

at this point, you start to realize how none of it was your fault in the first place. you couldn’t control you feelings, and it certainly didn’t help that nagi treats you way too well.

even so, you could never blame him. it could just be in his nature, to be kind, lovable, and to be the pinnacle of a girl’s dream. and you were the one at fault because you’re taking advantage of his kindness to satisfy your curiosity regarding what it felt like being handled with genuine care, only for it to backfire—seeing that you actually fell for him big time.

still, that wasn’t your first train of thought when you met him. you genuinely wanted to be friends because he seemed like a cool guy. it just so happens that your heart begun to agitate more and more everyday when you’re with him.

or maybe it was maggy’s fau—oh my god, make up your mind, yn!!

“let’s not put the blame on everyone. whatever happened, happened. none of it matters now. i just have to get myself out of this mess… then i’ll be back to same, old me. right.” you thought to yourself.

you have been ignoring nagi for the past three days, leaving him on delivered, and practically scrambling away when you see him in the hallways—or everywhere, actually.

did you tell him why you’re doing this? no, why would you?

does he care? a lot, as a friend, most likely.

he’s been trying to reach you for the past 3 days, while you were off running everywhere but to the places you and nagi went to together, which is hard because you’ve both been to every cafe, every movie theater, every arcade, every mall your city could offer.

there was this one place you two haven’t been in yet. it was perfect for admiring the view below, or simply a place to just clear your mind.

you planned on going there after classes were over, and it made you quite excited. you were supposed to go here with nagi but… you know, things happened. nonetheless, you wanted to enjoy this, even if it meant not being able to bring nagi with you.

after class ended, you bid your farewell to your friends before getting into a cab and going to the rooftop lounge that recently just opened.

you opened the door that leads to the lounge and was surprised by what greeted you at the door.

it was nagi, with maggy. their hands intertwined as they admire the city.

ouch. seeing them like that felt like ten thousand trains running me over.

you were about to leave when you heard her call for your name. you froze on the spot, a course of thoughts ran through your brain on whether to run for it, or play a good face and not ignore her calls.

“y/n! come join us.”

you made the decision to turn around and approach them instead… she waved and smiled at you. god—how can you make such a lovely woman?!

it was too late to run anyways, you felt their eyes on you when you froze by the door, it would be far too embarrassing to just leave with them knowing that you heard maggy call for you.

“hey, i couldn’t reach you.”

nagi greeted. you briefly glanced into his eyes and gave him a smile before breaking eye contact. you could barely look into his eyes—you might burst out crying if you stare any longer.

“i was busy.”

you replied, dryly. you really were busy; busy with assessments, busy distracting yourself from your feelings, busy doing whatever it takes to forget about nagi… but if you two keep meeting like this—and if he keeps trying to talk to you, it will pose a challenge for you to fully move on.

why do you have to let it linger? you ask him in your mind as if he could read it. his constant concern for your wellbeing, his actions towards you, his daily messages checking up on whether you’ve eaten your meals yet—why does he have to let your feelings for him linger?

unknowingly, sure. but has he have not a single clue on why you’ve been distancing yourself? on why you haven’t been hanging around much?

you missed him, really. but this was the perfect distance for you both. he can keep reaching out until the day he gets sick of it; but as much as you want to respond to him, you can’t—you shouldn’t.

the following months were practically the hell. you’ve completely cut off contact with him (you ghosted him, basically) and was buried in a never-ending cycle of homework and projects, leaving no time for anything else.

when the semester ended, your friend, bachira, invited you to his party. he noticed that you were completely restless and said that you needed to loosen up a little.

it was 12 in the evening but the party has just begun—you could consider yourself a fan of staying at home in my comfy pajamas and old indie movies, rather than a party ‘til sunrise & drink ‘til you drop type of person… which lead you to excusing yourself out of the room with flashing lights and booming music to find somewhere else more peaceful to drink.

you found yourself on a huge balcony with a red cup on your hand. thank the gods that the doors muffles out the noise coming from the inside.

this was just right. and honestly what you needed. all that workload from the past few weeks has been killing you.

what you didn’t expect was for someone to break the silence you gave yourself.

“it was about time i saw you again. and out of all the places i thought i would see you in, a party was not one of them.”

nagi spoke nonchalantly. his sudden interjection jolted you out of your own thoughts. it’s been about six months since you’ve broke off contact with him. hell, you could barely remember his voice.

“oh fuc-… ah. i’m sorry- i should find another place.”

“no. stay. you owe me an explanation.”

maybe it was just you, but given where this conversation is headed… he sounded intimidating. his voice didn’t change much, perhaps it didn’t change at all, but you heard the sharpness of his words and felt the need to comply to whatever he says.

“sorry.”

“sorry doesn’t cut it, y’know?”

he lightly chuckled before mixing his drink around his own red cup that he brought.

“right… sorry. but, how are you? how’s maggy?”

“ah. it didn’t work out. she’s nice but it really isn’t working out for us.”

“oh. sorry.”

that was a surprise. you thought they’d still be all lovey-dovey with each other. maggy is a lovely girl, what could’ve gotten wrong?

“another apology and i’ll keep bothering you. you wouldn’t like that won’t you? considering how you’ve completely ghosted me for 6 months without an explanation or even a subtle hint of why you did it? right?”

“hey-!”

okay… maybe he hasn’t changed that much. he still holds his grudges. nagi broke eye contact and looked up to the moon with this… yearning look on his face—he looked so pretty, it was pathetic!!

a sigh left your lips before nervously starting to explain you side, since you felt like he really needed to know why. plus, it was a good chance to let go of that burden.

maybe a confession was nagi’s needed closure, and your way of letting go of the guilt of knowing you’ve randomly disappeared in his life without him even knowing anything.

“i like… liked. you, nagi. more than a friend should’ve.”

“what?”

his actions came to a halt. oh, he was THAT clueless

“aha—yeah… but then there came maggy. she was such a lovely person, and i know you deserved to be loved like that. i should’ve been happy for you, but i really couldn’t bring myself to. it hurts seeing my best friend whom i’ve liked for the longest time smile because of a person they’re romantically involved with, y’know?”

you weren’t able to find the strength to look at him as you explained, but it felt like a weight was lifted off of your shoulders after.

“i-”

“no, don’t say anything. i just really needed to let that out… for your sake, and mine. i also wanted to thank you. y’know—for everything. you’ve been a great best friend, nagi.”

“okay but-”

he didn’t get to say whatever he wanted to say because the door that leads to the party suddenly opened, revealing a tipsy bachira.

“y/n!! here you are~ and nagi too!!”

bachira gleefully said before dragging y/n back inside, leaving nagi alone in the balcony.

he watched your figure get lost in the crowd of people partying without end, saying:

“ah-… i liked you…too?”

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pommunist · 1 month

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it is really sad to me that the money seems to be alex's main priority and that communication seems to be his second. because the thing is, the big problem is the communication!

lea tried to talk to her supervisors and fix things, but they completely dismissed her. pomme's admin was fired (or at least shut out of the project) because the higher ups were assholes who thought she was giving out info to lea. lea said that they were made to feel like their mental health doesn't matter and that the ''content'' matters more. they weren't even allowed to talk to each other privately because the higher ups (probably a way to isolate them so they wouldn't speak out)

the money was never the problem, if they had been treated with more respect then lea wouldn't have leaked it out. if there was communication then the money would have been resolved a LONG time ago (they would have been able to complain to alex and the shitty higher ups would be fired and changed)

i do genuinely believe that alex cares (they literally committed embezzlement against him) but his priorities are WAY off the mark. i understand that he wants to fix the money first, but he should fix it WHILE discussing it with the workers.

like, even a ''i'm sorry for the lack of communication but i am very busy now'' would be good. them firing the twt admins was honestly, understandable. alex is probably paranoid about the union and doesn't want any possibility of unpaid labor. but i wished he communicated more with them instead of leaving them on hold.

the fact that pomme's admin STILL hasn't been contacted to pretty upsetting too :( he should've done that first thing because from her preservative she doesn't even know if they'll bring her back or just replace her. even if the french streamers said they wouldn't come back if pomme's admin is replaced, it would be much more reassuring to her if alex straight up says so.

i hope by the time they actually open the merch shop we have some kind of confirmation that pomme's admin has been contacted and that communication is happening. the merch itself is a great idea to fund the project, but they should first reassure admins and stuff.

i do love qsmp and want things to be fixed and i do genuinely believe that it WILL be fixed, i just think alex's way of going about things right now isn't the best. he wants to fix the hardest issue first and then go to the easier ones but in my opinion, he should go from easy problems to harder problems. he NEEDS to fix the problems and should start with the easier ones first.

find pomme's admin and put her back on the team -> start communication and update your staff -> talk to your staff and get testimonies -> fire the higher ups -> figure out money stuff

his way of thinking seems to be like this:

put admins on hold -> fix money -> bring back admins -> fire higher ups

i believe he has the best intentions, but he isn't going about it in the right way.

(sorry for the rant, i'm just kinda frustrated :( this isn't an unsolvable issue and i want to this to be solved in the best way possible and THIS IS NOT IT! you're very cool and sick btw)

this is so well put out anon idek what to add 😳 based

maybe just to say that while firing the twitter admins could be a good thing if that can avoid the legal issue of unpaid work, the way it was done (after a complete radio silent,by discord message and deleting the server, in the middle of the night for some timezones) is NOT IT

#qsmp discourse #actually maybe YOU should be on the solving crisis team anon

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ficsforeren · 2 years

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Our Little Secret - Chapter 4

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Eren Jaeger X Female Reader

Genre: College AU, Spider-Man/Spider-Girl AU, Fluff, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Eventual Smut

Series Summary: Eren Jaeger, a 21-year-old virgin college student who loves his camera a little bit too much, has a crush on you. Every night, he switches on his camera and talks about you but he never could find the courage to speak to you in real life. Strangely enough, he finds it easy for him to befriend Spider-Girl, the crime fighting vigilante, not knowing that you both share the same identity.

Chapter Summary: Forced by his best friend Spider-Girl, the time has come for Eren Jaeger, self-proclaimed campus' hottest nerd, to ask you out on a date and honestly? He's scared shitless. Thankfully, or unfortunately, for him, his best friend Armin Arlert comes to the rescue.

Content Warnings: explicit sex scene (happens at the end of the series, can be skipped if you want), swearing, mentions of characters going through depression, traumatic past events

Word Count: 8k

Poster art by the most talented @rainbuniart on Twitter

Twenty-one-year-old Eren Jaeger has been gazing at the same crack of his ceiling for the last two hours. It’s four in the morning, his body is begging him to sleep, and yet there he is, half-lidded eyes staring blankly into the darkness of his bedroom, his brain running across the universe, thinking:

What the fuck am I going to do?

Times like this make him wish that he had a superpower he could rely on—not to swing from one building to another, not to fly, and definitely not to check out girls’ panties with his X-ray vision (though honestly, if he had one, he’d definitely try to get a tiny, tiny peek of your bra, for, umm, scientific reasons). But no. Eren doesn’t want that. He wants to be able to communicate with God, or Jesus, or literally any deity out there that created him, and ask them, why, God, why am I such a fucking virgin?

Being a virgin isn’t bad. It’s not a sin, not at all. Some would even find him admirable for being able to refrain himself from getting his dick wet because he’s waiting for the right one. It’s the way he thinks like a fucking virgin that he is that’s bad. Because how in the world is he going to be able to ask the most popular girl on campus to go out with a giant nerd like him who hasn’t even had his first kiss yet? Who hasn’t had the pleasure of holding a girl’s hand for more than three seconds long? The last time he did that was during last year’s Christmas party when his aunt Dina took his hand in hers and gave him twenty bucks to get himself a new shirt (only because the one he was wearing looked absolutely horrendous). It also doesn’t help that you happen to be the cutest person in the world—or in his world, at least—with the prettiest smile, with such a pleasing vanilla and strawberry scent that Eren wishes he could smell on his pillow every day.

So, what’s going to happen now? Let’s say, by some miracle, you agree to go on a date with him, then what? What kind of conversation would he have with you? What if he says something stupid? Does something stupid? Knowing him, he will definitely do. Or worse, what if the date actually goes… well? What if you realize how much he wants to kiss you? What if you also want to kiss him, but you’re waiting for him to make the first move? WHAT IF YOU WANT TO KISS EACH OTHER WITH TONGUE AND EVERYTHING, BUT WHEN YOU BOTH LEAN IN, HE ENDS UP KNOCKING HIS TEETH AGAINST YOURS AND–

Eren can’t breathe.

Should I just walk up to her? He thinks, fingers tapping restlessly against the ridges of his abs. He never wears a shirt when he goes to bed, his sweatpants always hanging too low on his hips—which is already an improvement, at least, since he used to sleep completely naked. He was forced to change that habit ever since his sibling, Zeke, barged into the room at two in the morning with his phone in his hand, trying to catch him in the act. “AHA! I HEARD SOMEONE MOANING! YOU MUST BE HAVING SEX!” Zeke yelled as he kicked Eren’s bedroom door open. Eren had it locked, of course—he’s an idiot but he’s not that much of an idiot—but Zeke had conveniently duplicated his room’s key without him knowing for this sole purpose of humiliating his little baby brother.

And no, Eren wasn’t having sex, but he was watching someone else having sex through his computer screen. And yes, he had one hand around his cock, his pants pooling around his thighs, the hem of his shirt tucked between his teeth, and his own moan caught in his throat. It was so stupid that Zeke had to barge in right at the exact second he was cumming all over his hand, which made everything super weird ‘cause it looked like Eren came because he was aroused at the thrill of having someone else watching him masturbate and that was really not the case.

“ZEKE, WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?!”

“EEEWWW OH MY GOD PUT THAT TINY DICK AWAY—”

“PUT THAT CAMERA AWAY—AND IT’S NOT TINY!”

“DINAAAAA, EREN IS JERKING HIS LITTLE TINY DICK OFF!”

“I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU, ZEKE!”

“BOTH OF YOU, BE QUIET—IT’S TWO AM!”

It was one of the most—if not the most—humiliating experiences he had ever had in his life. Especially after Dina spent an hour lecturing him the next day about, and Eren quoted, “Maintaining high self-esteem even if I am secretly insecure about… a certain part of my body. Small is more. Small is better,” with Zeke standing in the background, shaking his head and mouthing, “No, it’s not. You got a tiny dick.” For the record, Eren does not have a tiny dick, though he doesn’t have a witness that could testify on his behalf. Armin knew, but he’d rather swim in hot lava than admit it out loud. Anyway, knowing how he’s going to ask you out tomorrow, he’s sure as hell he’s going to break his own record in a matter of hours.

He’s scared. He’s so scared of talking to you first and getting rejected second. But his friendship with you—Spider-Girl—is in jeopardy right now. And honestly? This is the kind of push he needs because otherwise, he would never have the courage to ask you out. But it still feels so nerve-racking. Eren would rather jump inside that burning building once again—hell, let him set a fucking camp over there and it would still feel less horrifying than this.

He switches on his phone. The selfie you took with his camera has been his wallpaper for weeks now, and Eren doesn’t want to even think about how many times he has kissed his phone screen good night. “Look at that smile,” he murmurs to himself, sighing in bliss at the sight of your little grin, so cute and naughty at the same time. “Are you really going to say yes tomorrow? To someone like me?”

Great, now he’s talking to himself as if the last two hours he spent talking to his monitor wasn’t enough. Feeling anxious and knowing how he’s not going to be able to catch a wink of sleep tonight, Eren slides his thumb along the screen, going through his contact list.

“Armin,” he breathes out in relief the second his phone call is connected. “Dude, sorry for calling you at three—fuck, four AM, but I can’t sleep. I need to talk to someone about this.”

For the first three seconds, there’s only silence. And then—

“Eren, I’m gonna fuck you up.”

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“Armin—Armin, wait—”

You have memorized how Eren’s voice sounds by now—how deep it is, how husky, and how it gets just a little bit high-pitched when he whines after losing an argument. Even when he’s still on the other end of your campus hallway, you can hear it echoing through the room. It’s gradually turning louder as he makes his way toward you. Your heightened senses can tell but you pretend you don’t hear anything, busying yourself by replacing the books inside your bag with the other ones in your locker.

You can sense someone walking up to you a moment before you feel a light tap on your shoulder. Snatching your textbook, you close your locker with one hand, whirling around to see a young man sporting a bowl-cut and black-framed sunglasses. “Oh, hello. You’re–”

“You don’t know me,” Armin says, his face blank and unimpressed—almost similar to Annie, though his hair seems more golden and greasier than hers. “And I don’t plan on knowing you either. We’re not friends.”

“O… kay,” you respond, both surprised and amused at his quirky attitude. Before you can speak anything else, Eren arrives at your spot with a little “Fuck,” under his breath. You cast him a smile, greeting him with a little, “Hey,” and he panics.

“S-sorry, this is, uh—” Eren lands both hands on the blonde man’s shoulders, trying to escort —haul—him away. “This is Armin and we’re—we’re leaving.”

“Get your hands off me, peasant.” The shorter male harshly slaps his hands away before he returns his attention to you. “I have a bone to pick with you, young lady.”

“Oh, no,” you say, feigning concern. “What did I do?”

Eren whines, desperately pulling on his best friend's backpack now. “Armin, goddammit, let’s just go—”

“Now, you listen to me, woman.” Armin is unstoppable. “Ever since you came into his life, my best friend has been losing his mind.” He has one finger pointed at your face as he speaks, not caring if he’s being rude or causing a scene in the hallway. “Which is concerning ‘cause he doesn’t have much of that to begin with.”

Eren, with a groan filled with shame, rubs a hand over his face. “Oh, God.” He can try and take Armin away by force, of course, but they’re already garnering other people’s attention as it is. Also, the last time he tried to haul this little chipmunk away, Armin bit his hand so hard, it’s a wonder he didn’t have his limb amputated.

Plus, Armin is supposed to be doing him a favor, right? Right?

You have a hunch on where this is going but you act clueless to get the most out of your entertainment. And by entertainment, you mean watching Armin embarrass the hell out of his friend. “I’m sorry, Armin, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Eren has a crush on you,” Armin explains, grabbing his friend by his wrist, and raising it in the air. “This is Eren.”

“I’m actually gonna kill you when we get home,” Eren murmurs through gritted teeth, harshly pulling his hand away. He can’t meet your eyes, too mortified to do so. All he wants right now is to be turned into dust and be carried by the wind.

“Nice to meet you, Eren,” you say, almost crooning even, and the said boy gulps, turning crimson from his neck to his ears as he responds with an awkward, “H-hi.”

“Dude, pull your shit together.” Armin elbows him on his side. “Anyway, Ma’am, Lady, Miss, whoever the hell you are. I’m trying to make sure that you take responsibility for this because I want my best friend back. He’s already a giant idiot who can’t even survive the first half of The Witcher without spending all of his potions, okay? Now I don’t even want to add him to my team because he keeps thinking about you during battles and he sucks so much ass, it’s embarrassing!”

You nod, biting your lip to contain your grin from breaking. “You suck ass?” You ask the brunette and he nearly faints from the innuendo. That little twinkle in your eyes… It’s as if you’re asking him what else do you suck in your spare time?

Armin, not knowing when to stop, adds, “He literally called me at four in the fucking morning today just cause he couldn’t sleep, thinking about how to ask you out!”

“ARMIN OH MY GOD–”

“So please,” Armin begs as he pushes Eren away by his face, “Please just do something about it for me, will you? Talk to him. Knock back some senses into him before I do it myself, and I swear to God, I’m ready to get blood on my hands.” Pivoting on his heels, he says, “Now that I’m done, I’m gonna return to my wife and I’m gonna pretend you two don’t exist in my life for the next two weeks. Adios, fuckers.”

Armin walks away with his middle finger pushing back his glasses. You titter, immensely pleased by how theatrical he is. “Has he always been that eccentric?” You ask Eren, who looks just as pasty as the white shirt he’s wearing underneath his hooded peacoat.

“Honestly, I don’t know why I’m friends with him in the first place,” Eren says, mirroring your faint laughter before he turns to face you, his body turning rigid once again as he tries to get past his awkwardness. “So, uh… Armin wanted us to talk.”

“That he did.” You smack your lips, hugging your textbook close to your chest with both hands. “What about you?”

“Huh?”

“Do you want to talk to me?”

There’s something in your voice that makes his stomach act up on its own. “Yes, I would love you—to! I would love to! I’d love to talk to you!”

There’s literally nothing more adorable than how he looks right now. “What should we talk about, then?”

You’re so pretty. “Umm…” I love that dress on you, you look amazing. “I don’t know…” I love you. I think we’re meant to grow old together and have three kids running around in our backyard. “I’m wondering if someday you want to, umm…”

You’re waiting for him to say the words, tilting up your head just slightly to the side at the perfect angle that makes you look ten times cuter than before. “Want to what?”

Eren takes a deep breath. His shoes are squeaking against the floor as he drags and shifts his weight from one foot to another. “I don’t know, just, uh…” He turns his body slightly to the side, doing this little lip bite as he lets his gaze travel up from your lips to your eyes.

The way he’s so nervously awkward is both amusing and endearing. You’d think that a man who owns a face like that would be all smooth and suave with girls but Eren has zero experience in dating and it shows from how anxious he is. Funny how he doesn’t act like this at all when he’s with Spider-Girl. He’s so chatty when he’s with that alter ego of yours, spouting out lines after lines, stories after stories. He got embarrassed sometimes too, sure, but he’s never like this. Maybe he really does like you. He likes you so much that his brain just stops functioning when he’s around you.

“I don’t know, maybe we could—” Eren gesticulates, jittery hands moving all over the place from fixing his jacket, scratching his nape, to rubbing the shell of his ear. He literally can’t stand still, eyes going everywhere but yours. “Or, you know, we could do something else or—if you’d like, we can—”

“Yeah.”

“—go and—” he stops, gaping, probably thinking that he imagined your answer. “Sorry, what?”

“Yeah,” you repeat, your smile reaching your eyes and turning them into a beautiful pair of half-moons.

“Y-yeah?”

“Yeah, either one.”

Eren stops functioning for a second, his mind completely blank. He just stares at you, unblinking as if his soul just went on a world tour, leaving his body behind. “Really?”

“Sure.”

He swallows. “Umm, okay…” It still feels surreal to him that you actually said yes to whatever it was he was offering (he’s not even sure what he just offered you). “Yeah, that sounds—that sounds great.” He can finally smile now, his lips curving up ever so slightly but his eyes do more than his mouth could ever convey. He can only stare at you for a while, transfixed with his mind completely blanked out as he’s suffused with so much joy. Then he remembers something and he panics again. “Shit, actually, I can’t right now, since I have—I’ve got classes to go.”

“Yeah, of course, me too,” you laugh lightly. “It’s only nine. Obviously, we have morning classes to attend.”

“Yeah…” He turns sheepish. “I was planning to ask you out after you’re finished with your Astrophysics class, but Armin couldn’t wait until then.”

“You knew I’m taking Astrophysics?” You tease, smirking. “What else do you know about me?”

Why am I such an idiot, Eren ponders as he feels himself dying little by little. Every time things start to get better, he always finds a way to screw things up. “I’m sorry, I… I didn’t mean to stalk you and be such a creep.” What am I going to do? She’s going to hate me now… Perhaps even disgusted. “You know what, I’m sorry for being so weird. I can understand if you don’t want to go out with me.”

You blink. His posture, the way he looks like he’s losing all his strength at once, and that little pout on his lips. Why does this look familiar? Then, it clicks. “You don’t want me to go out with you?”

“I do!” He exclaims a little bit too loudly. Thankfully for you, there’s no one else in the hallway right now but you and him. “Of course I do, but…” He drags his eyes to his feet, his heart beating a thousand miles per hour, his teeth sinking into his lip.

You feel mischievous. For a superheroine who’s supposed to lie ninety-nine percent of the time to keep her real identity covered, you’re doing such a bad job at it because you want him to know that you’re the same girl he’s been sharing intimate sessions with on the rooftop. So you do the same thing you did the night you dropped him off on his porch. You reach out a hand, cupping his cheek and trapping him there so he can’t look anywhere else but your eyes.

Eren stiffens, emerald eyes shining brightly underneath the sunlight that seeps inside the room. “W-what are you doing?”

“Do you want to go out with me or not?”

His breathing tatters. “Yes, Ma’am, I do.”

“Then why are you telling me you don’t want to go out with me?”

“I wasn’t—I’m not saying I don’t want to go out with you. I’m saying that I’m okay if you don’t want to go out with me.” Wait, I feel like I’ve gone through this situation before, Eren thinks, feeling strange. Is this what Deja Vu feels like?

“Why do you think I don’t want to go out with you?”

“Cause I’m…” He wets his lip, nervous. “Creepy?”

“Why, because you know I’ve been taking Astrophysics? Or is it because you’ve been taking pictures of me in secret?”

Eren’s not sure if you’re trying to calm him down with your words or make him feel ten times worse. “B-both?”

It’s funny how he unconsciously admits that he has been snapping photos of you like the stalker that he is. “Well, I still find you cute, so I don’t think we have problems with that. Would love it better if you could stop taking pictures of me, though. If you want my picture, you just need to ask. We can take some photos together this time.”

This is it. He’s in heaven right now. This is what paradise feels like. “I… I can?”

“Of course.”

His heart is thrumming so clamorously in his ears that it’s a miracle you haven’t heard it already. “And you… Are you saying you still want to go out with me?”

You playfully roll your eyes, giving him a light pat on his cheek before you release him. “If you want to, sure. Just ring me up or something.”

He’s in a haze, thick fog clouding his thoughts. “Okay… I’ll—I’ll call you.”

You wait for him to connect the dots, but when he remains in silence, just gazing at you with droopy eyes, you have to be the one who asks him. “Do you need my phone number or should we do it the old way with you sending a pigeon to give me my letters?”

“Shit, yeah—that’s right.” Snapping out of his reverie, Eren sticks a hand inside the pocket of his jeans. He’s about to take it out when a thought hits him like a train. Shit, fuck, I have her photo as my wallpaper. I also have her pictures in my gallery, what if she finds out? Should I delete them now? No, there are too many of them. I don’t have time for this. Even if I do, what if I haven’t backed them up? Oh my God, what to do, what to do, what to do—

“Eren?”

He pushes back his phone into the bottom of his pocket, his stomach in knots. “You know what, I think I left my phone at home.”

I literally can see the shape of your phone in your pocket, but okay. “Oh, no,” you fake a pout. “Then, I guess, we can’t go on a date then.”

“I can write down your number on my palm!” He takes off his backpack in a rush, going down to his knees to make it easier for him to look for his pen. “Wait, let me just—Fuck, where’s my pen—”

You thank the lord that most guys don’t usually take this long to make advances on their crushes, because if it takes him this long to ask you out on a date, humans will go extinct before they can repopulate the earth. “Or you can just add your number to my phone?” You offer.

“Of… course, yeah.” He returns to his feet, face flushed. “Sorry, I’m an idiot.”

“I think you’re adorable.”

“P-please don’t say that. I’m already dying here.”

“Don’t die on me just yet. You haven’t bought me dinner.” You hand him over your phone and it nearly slips off his grip from how shaky his hands are. If it wasn’t for your fast reflexes, you might have to spend some of your savings to buy a new phone. “Careful, big boy.”

“Sorry,” he winces, being much more careful this time. He taps his quivering thumbs on the screen, adding his number on your contact list and re-typing his name several times because he keeps missing the right letters. “Here,” he says, offering you back his phone. You intentionally let your fingers brush against his, even let them linger for a second too long and Eren noticeably gulps at the minimal contact. “So, uh… I’ll wait for you to call me?”

Your mouth twitches into a smile. “I won’t make you wait too long, I promise.”

***

It’s been thirteen hours, eleven minutes, and forty-three seconds since you said, I won’t make you wait too long, and Eren is lying down on his bed with his eyes glaring at the clock that’s strapped to his wall as if he’s trying to make it burst into flames.

Why hasn’t she called me yet?

What’s taking her so long?

Did she lose my number? Wait, have I clicked ‘save’ when I typed down my number? Fuck, I can’t remember.

He’s going insane in every way possible. He turns around to scream against his pillow before jumping from the bed. “I’m gonna get some fresh air,” he decides before he becomes the one who combusts into flames. Right before he grabs his hoodie, his phone rings.

Eren runs to grab it like his life depends on it, accidentally bumping himself against his swivel chair, hard enough for it to topple over and knock him off his balance. Groaning in pain, he reaches out one hand to blindly locate his phone on the desk. It’s an unknown number. This must be her.

He takes a deep breath, repeating two times more before he clears his throat and answers the call in the deepest, manliest, sexiest voice he can produce. “Hey, there.”

“Yo. It’s your big bro, Zeke. I left my phone at home and—why do you sound so weird?”

“Oh my God—GET OFF MY FUCKING PHONE!”

Eren shuts the line. If he missed your call because of this, he’s really going to kill him. He’s still grumbling under his breath when the phone rings again. The caller ID is still unknown. Refraining himself from grunting in protest, he picks up the call, “Zeke, for fuck’s sake, I’m gonna fucking kill you for real. I’m waiting for a girl to call me right now. If she—“

“Eren?”

Oh, wow. There you are. Calling him at three past ten pm and the first thing he said to you was his brother’s name and a string of expletives. And to think that he spent two hours practicing in front of the mirror to sound all smooth and suave, maybe even play hard to get like, “Sorry, who is this again? Oh, it’s you. I wasn’t expecting you to call me this early. What? You want to talk to me about our date? Shoot, I completely forgot about that.” He had everything planned.

“So, you’ve been waiting for me to call, huh?”

Eren knocks his head against the edge of his desk repeatedly as he says, “Not really.”

“Oh? What have you been doing then?”

“I was just… editing some photos. Touching up stuff.”

“You were touching-up stuff?”

If that first kiss of yours could be your villain origin story. This, you teasing him right now, can be his villain origin story. “Please don’t make fun of me, I’m already at my limit.”

“Dying again?”

“Probably.”

Your giggles soothe him down a little bit, making him feel less humiliated and more… serene. Which is weird, because you are also the cause of his distress. “Sorry, it took me a while to get back to you. I had, umm, family things to do.” And by family things, you meant stopping a car chase at Seventh Avenue. You’re still dressed inside your costume, actually, sitting at the edge of a skyscraper as you watch the city glimmering underneath you. “So, about that date. What do you want to do?”

Eren hates his filthy, filthy brain for coming up with ‘you’ as an answer. “I’m, uhh… I’m down with anything you want to do.”

“Oh? And what if I want to do something bad? Something… naughty.” You nibble at the corner of your lip, smirking as you wait for his response. Eren sounds like he’s choking on the other line.

“N-naughty like what?”

“I don’t know, like, cheating on my diet and stuffing my face with churros or something.”

“Oh…” You can actually hear the disappointment in his voice. “Oh, you mean that kind of naughty.”

“What kind of naughty are you thinking about?”

His face catches fire. “I’m—I’m not going to answer that.” There it is again. The most heartwarming, adorable giggle in the world that easily paints a smile on his face. “Maybe we could grab some coffee first and just see how it goes from there?”

“Hmm, I think we can do that,” you reply. “I know a coffee shop downtown that makes the best mochaccino.” We didn’t get to visit it last time because you threw up on me.

“Great.” He sounds much more relaxed now. “So, uh… Should I pick you up at your place or…?”

“Or I can just meet you at the coffee shop?” It’s too far away from my flat, and it’s faster for me to just swing by. “Let’s say at eight?”

“Okay.” His cheekbones are hurting from how wide he’s smiling. Even when he reminds himself to stop, it remains everlasting on his lips. “I’ll see you at eight, then.”

“Yeah, until then. See you, big boy.” And he can sense the smile in your voice too. “Try to keep your hands to yourself this time.”

“I wasn’t touching myself!”

The last thing he can hear before the line gets disconnected is his most favorite sound in the world, and he knows when he goes to sleep tonight, your face will stay permanently behind his closed lids. Eren sighs, throwing himself back to the bed. He’s over the moon, his body feels like floating in the air.

It feels so good to be in love.

***

Armin Arlert has been best friends with Eren for five years.

They met on the first day in high school when a bunch of school jocks tried to dunk Armin’s head inside the toilet bowl. Eren, who happened to be in the same bathroom—he had just finished doing number one and was washing his hands because although he might be an idiot, he was actually a very hygienic idiot—lifted his head when he saw four seniors hauling Armin’s body in the air before they pushed him inside a cubicle. The blonde boy was already on his knees, his eyeglasses cracked and tossed away to the floor when Eren stood behind them. To tell you the truth, Eren could’ve just punched one of them in the face and used the short moment of surprise to grab the nerdy boy by his collar and run away. But no. Eren, being an idiot like always, announced for the whole world to hear by saying the clichiest thing of the clichiest.

“Hey, assholes,” he shouted dramatically as he cast his backpack to the side. “Why don’t you pick somebody your own size?”

It was cringe. He said it as if he was starring in The Lion King. Eren could’ve just saved him without saying anything. He could’ve just kept his mouth shut, punched one guy in the face, kicked the other two in the balls, stuck a mop inside the other one’s ass, and called it a day. That would’ve been badass, peak cinema right there. But no, Eren had to be cringe. Armin knew that he, himself, was the epitome of cringe with all the outfits he was wearing (dude walked into the room dressed in Naruto’s flak jacket and orange pants), but Eren was on another level.

Even so, his cringy line managed to garner their attention. Whirling their bodies around to see who was this dumbass who stopped them from enjoying their daily entertainment, the jocks sneered. Eren had worn his most menacing glare on his face, chin tilted up high with his fingers already curled into balls of fists, ready to fight back if needed. One of the seniors stepped forward, lips pulled back to showcase a wicked grin before he grabbed Eren by the front of his shirt.

Then they dunked both Armin and Eren’s heads inside the toilet bowls at the same time.

“Well, I mean,” Armin said once the seniors had left the cubicle to pick another target to torture until the next period started. “At least they didn’t give us wedgies.” He handed the brunette his bottle of shampoo, one that he carried around with him every day as getting a swirlie at nine in the morning was already part of his daily routine. Eren, just like him, washed his hair and face clean.

“I’d prefer a wedgie than this, honestly,” Eren sighed, re-doing his bun even when his hair was still somewhat soaked.

“Dude, no,” Armin argued. “I can’t stand them. Wedgies hurt my ass and my balls. I’ve got huge balls so…”

“Well, a swirlie is even more humiliating. Wedgies don’t hurt that much. Man up.”

“Yeah,” Armin snorted. “Probably because you have small balls and an equally small dick.”

“I don’t have a small dick. You do.”

“Excuse you, you low-life degenerate. I’m five point eight inches long.”

“Ha, weak,” Eren jeered. “I’m six point eight.”

“Flaccid,” Armin corrected, his nose flaring. “Erect, I’m seven point five. Ha, weak.”

Eren, turning off the tap, loomed tall above him, exuding the same level of darkness as the final boss in Dante’s Inferno. “Erect,” he said, smirking, “I’m eight point three. Try to top that, bitch.”

With his jaw dropping to the floor, Armin seethed with rage. “That is bullshit! Let me see!”

It turned out Eren did have a big dick. Armin had never felt so mortified in his entire life. Disgraced, even. Getting a swirlie was one thing, but having the only asset he was proud of demolished by a fucking stranger?

“To be fair, you do have big balls, bro,” Eren assured with a friendly pat on his shoulder. “Cheer up. It’s not the end of the world.”

This would be such a nice story to tell at their weddings when they become each other’s best man in the future. Just two bros sizing up each other’s dicks and comforting each other afterward with their heads still smelling like toilet water.

“I fucking hate those guys,” Eren grumbled, drying the fat droplets of water off his face with some paper towels. “A bunch of assholes.”

“Yeah, what was your plan, man?” Armin asked. “Can you even fight?”

“I can, but not against four of them at the same time.”

“I know. That’s why I asked you what was your plan.”

“Do I look like a guy with a plan?” To be fair, no, he did not.

“Why did you do it then?” The blonde man’s frown was sketched deeply upon his forehead. “You could’ve just walked away.”

“I don’t know,” Eren exhaled. “I guess I just don’t like seeing other people get bullied.”

“You have a protagonist syndrome, that’s your problem.” But Armin offered his hand, fixing his broken glasses with his index finger as he spoke, “But I admire your bravery, young man. You’re foolish, true, but brave nonetheless. My name is Armin. Armin from the clan Arlert. I feel like we can be comrades.”

Eren looked at him weirdly before he accepted his handshake. “Eren Jaeger.”

That was the beginning of their friendship. They spent, quite literally, every hour of their days together, almost as if they were conjoined twins. Although they had different personalities, they shared the same interests and complemented each other rather well. They became so close that rumors started to spread in the hallway that they were more than just friends. A girl with freckles on her cheeks named Ymir approached them and asked them to join her LGBTQ club. Armin was happy to join as he had never had someone ask him to participate in anything before, while Eren was too nice to say no (poor boy didn’t even know what LGBTQ stood for), so that certainly added more proof to the case.

It also didn’t help when the school’s quarterback—who looked like he belonged in Tokyo Revengers with a heart kinder than Hello Kitty on her best day—Reiner Braun asked Armin, “Dude, is it true that you two fucked behind the bleachers that night after the homecoming game?”

Armin’s answer was, “That source of information you were talking to. Did they say I was the one who fucked Eren in the ass or was it the other way around?”

“They said it was you who fucked him.”

“Well, yes, that is correct,” Armin said, pushing back his eyeglasses. “I did do that. Now you know that despite popular’s belief, I am not a bottom. I have a bigger dick and I am much manlier than him.” For someone who (self-)proclaimed to be smart, Armin didn’t make sense most of the time.

Reiner gave him a high-five, patting his back like a proud father. “Is it true you’ve got massive balls too?”

“Everything is true, Reiner. Everything is true.”

(Eren did not hear a word about this until graduation. When he did, he went into a severe depression mode for three days straight, absolutely humiliated knowing that people thought Armin was topping the fuck out of him anytime he had the chance. Eren didn’t have that much problem being mistaken as a queer—nothing’s wrong with that—or even the fact that he’d be a bottom. But him bottoming with that fucking nerd Armin Arlert as his top? Jesus Christ. Forget his traumatic past. This was probably the reason why he started his video journal in the first place.)

Now that he looked back at it, maybe that was why Eren didn’t get to find himself a girlfriend. Surely, a guy like him would’ve been popular among girls in his school if people didn’t think he loved taking it in the ass. But that’s okay. Eren never needed one back then anyway, both a girlfriend or a dick in his ass. He felt content spending most of his high school memories being cooped up in Armin’s room, playing endless amounts of games, or binging TV shows.

Armin felt that way too. He thought his life had already peaked at that point. He got married to his favorite waifu, got to kick some random twelve-year-old’s ass in Overwatch on a daily basis, and got to laugh and be normal with his best friend, Eren Jaeger. There was nothing else he needed in the world, as long as he had his best friend with him.

Then you came along and suddenly, Eren turned into this desperate, downgraded version of Romeo who couldn’t do anything—not even finishing the first half of Assassin’s Creed without dying or crying—but talk about how angelic you were, how cute your voice sounded in his ears, how sexy your lips were and yada yada yada.

Ugh, gross.

“Armin, I need your help!” Eren comes barging into his room, kicking the door open without permission as always. He’s carrying half of the clothes he owns in his wardrobe in his arms, almost tripping over his feet before he lays everything on Armin’s bed. “I don’t know what I should wear for tonight’s date, and I’m so stressed out right now, my balls are literally sweating. You gotta help me out!”

Armin doesn’t budge from his swivel chair, not even sparing him a glance. With his fingers still smashing his keyboard buttons, he simply replies to him with a snort, mumbling, “Stupid incel brat,” under his breath.

Eren, grabbing a black button-down shirt and a black blazer in each hand, stands right next to him. “What do you think about this? Does this outfit say I’m hot and you should totally get handsy with me?”

Armin spins around, flatly staring back at him. “Eren, you’re going on a casual coffee date not a fucking funeral.”

“Okay, what about the white suit then?”

“You’re also not going to prom. Or a wedding.”

“Oh, God, I would love to marry her.” Eren literally has the attention span of a three-year-old, easily distracted, especially when the topic involves you. Hugging his clothes to his chest, he releases a dreamy sigh. “You know what would be nice? If both of us get married somewhere near the beach where we can hear the sounds of waves as they crash against the rocks in the background—”

“The only thing that’s great from being married near the beach is to have you swept away by a fucking tsunami so we don’t have to do this sappy conversation ever again.”

That was harsh, even Armin realizes that too, but he couldn’t help it. He hates that his best friend is turning into a lovesick fool. Eren has been a simp from day one, but it’s only getting worse by the second. It’s annoying, really, when Eren keeps changing the conversation. Suddenly, everything is all about you. Armin can be talking about the latest spin-off of Game of Thrones and Eren would be like, “You know who’s going to be a great mother of dragons? Her. Except, instead of mothering a bunch of little dragons, she’s gonna be mothering a bunch of my mini-mes.” Eren is like… the human version of Twitter right now.

But the thing with Armin is, even though he has the mouth of a pirate, he has the heart of a nun. Despite his vexation, he also wants to be happy for him. Truly. And when Eren pouts with his shoulders slumping forward and his bottom lip jutted out, what can he do? “I’m sorry,” Armin says, taking off his glasses so he can massage the bridge of his nose. “That was very mean of me to say. I didn’t mean that. I wouldn’t want you to die in a tsunami. Getting stung to death by gazillion bees? Probably. But not in a tsunami.”

Armin is putting on a facade, Eren can tell. Putting a stop to his dramatic pout, Eren leans himself against his desk, tossing his clothes back to the bed before he gives the man his full attention. “Okay, what’s wrong?” He questions. “Why do you have a stick up your ass?”

“I don’t have a stick up my ass.”

“You look like you do, Armin.”

“And how do you know? Because I look pissed? Has it never occurred to you that maybe I like having a stick up my ass?”

Eren gives him a look. “Come on, man.”

Armin heaves a defeated sigh, running a hand through his golden hair. “I’m just wondering… What happens after this?” To Eren’s surprise, the blonde male turns solemn. He’s taking away his mask and underneath it, Eren can finally see how distraught he is. “If your date goes well—and I’m sure it will—and then what? You’re gonna date her and you’re gonna spend a lot of time with her and then… What’s going to happen to us?”

Eren, not expecting the conversation to turn this way, turns stiff for a second. “Dude, what—”

“I’m just saying that,” Armin pauses to release a sharp breath. “I don’t want to sound like this, but… You’re my only friend. I know how important she is to you. I know how much you like her. But I haven’t been able to say a word to you without you making it all about her. And I’m sorry if I sound like an asshole, but I’m tired of it, dude. I’m worried that this is gonna be it for us. You’re going to live your own life, build your own family, have kids, and grow old together with your loved ones, and I’m going to live the rest of my life stuck in this hellhole, getting fatter by the day while playing fucking Overwatch with a bunch of twelve-year-old kids until I finally die from type two diabetes or worse: prostate cancer.”

Baffled by the situation, Eren can only reside in silence, observing the way Armin’s posture droops on his seat.

“I’m happy for you, Eren, I really am,” Armin wearily says, casting his gaze down to his lap, fiddling with his fingers. “But… I don’t want to say goodbye to our friendship just yet. You’re really important to me, bro. You were my first friend and you’re my only friend now. You were the first person who cared about me enough to have his head dunked inside a toilet bowl. I know I always made fun of you about it, but I really was happy when you stuck your neck out for me. No pun intended. And now, I just…” He slowly returns his gaze to his face. “I guess I just don’t want to lose you.”

There’s a little click in his brain when the dots are all connected in his head. Eren thought Armin had simply disliked you as a person—just like how he disliked everybody else, but that wasn’t it at all, was it? He’s just jealous, not of him, but of you.

I’ve been selfish, haven’t I? Eren muses, realizing just how much he’s been constantly shoving your name down his throat instead of truly spending time with his best friend when he’s the only one Armin has. How would he feel if the roles were reversed? What if Armin started dating a girl and moved on with his life while he was still there alone in his room, waiting for a chance to play Xbox with him again? He could only imagine how lonely it would be.

“I’m sorry,” Eren says, his voice turning equally as soft. “I’m sorry for being such an asshole. And I’m sorry for ignoring you. That wasn’t my intention at all.”

Armin isn’t sure what he wanted Eren to do, but seeing him apologizing like this with regret in his eyes feels unsettling. Wearing back his glasses, he clears his throat before he returns to his computer screen. “You know what, I was just being lame. Ignore me. So, about that outfit—”

“You’ll always be my best friend, Armin,” Eren cuts him off, stunning the other boy. “Nothing will change the fact that you play a huge part in my life. You’ve always been. And I promise you that me dating her isn’t going to change a thing between us.”

Armin, now flushed, can’t stand and listen to him for a second longer. “Yeah, I got it. Let’s move on—”

“I’ll make time for you every week,” Eren continues regardless. “Every weekend, I’ll come here to crash at your place and we’ll play—”

“Dude, I get it. Drop it—”

“No, listen to me. We’ll play games until morning and watch a new season of Jujutsu Kaisen together—hell, we can even watch that shit you like with the catgirls and the tentacles—”

Armin slams his head against his keyboard. “Oh, Lord.”

“And you know what?” Eren’s eyes brighten up, his face nearly being split in half from how wide he’s grinning. “When she’s ready to marry me and have kids together, you’ll be our godparent! We’ll have a special room for you in our suburban house where you can stay as long as you want—”

“YES, I GET IT! NOW SHUT UP!” Great, now he’s screaming. His mother would probably lecture him again about dealing with his anger issues, and that’s not fair because this is completely Eren’s fault for being so fucking sappy and cringe. He’s already talking about marrying you when he can’t even decide what to wear for his first date!

But Armin, standing abruptly from his chair, blushes to his toes. His sapphire eyes are seconds away from popping out of their sockets. For a moment, they both just exchange stares but the second Armin’s thin lips twitch in a smile, their boisterous waves of laughter fill the room.

“Are we being gay right now?” Eren says, eyes turning glassy from how much he’s guffawing.

“Shut up.” Armin gives him a light kick on the shin. “Even if I were into dicks, I wouldn’t date you.”

“Really? Why not?”

“Seriously? You’re gonna ask me that question?” He flatly replies. “Gonna make us sound even gayer?”

“What, I’m a charming man.”

“You’re an asshole.” But the tiny smile Armin displays on his face is filled with nothing but the fondness he held for the man. “You don’t have to fuss about your outfit, man. You’ll look good no matter what you wear. Just be yourself.”

“Be myself?” Eren snorts. “You want me to be myself? I’m a fucking idiot.”

“True, but she has a bimbo kink.” After his little lash-out, Armin decides that he’s going to go all out at supporting his best mate today. “The stupidest you act, the horniest she gets.”

“That’s not reassuring in the slightest,” Eren grimaces.

“Eren,” Armin puts pressure on his voice. “You’re an amazing guy, okay? You’re kind, you’re courageous, you’re funny and sweet even though you can also be annoying as fuck sometimes.”

The corner of the brunette’s mouth quirks up, an impish glint in his eyes. “Sometimes?”

“All the time,” Armin corrects with a playful roll of his eyes. “But you know, if someone as cranky as me can stand your corny ass for five years, I’m sure she would love you. I’d rather die to admit this so I’ll just say this once.” He stops tapping against his keyboards, turning around to face the other man. “You’re the greatest guy I know. So have faith in yourself. You got this.”

Armin was so serious when he said it. It was like he was trying to convince Eren to jump over a cliff to save his life when it’s really just about him choosing whether he should go with a gray shirt or a black tee. “Wow,” Eren responds, rubbing the tip of his nose. “I didn’t see that coming. The blonde boy promptly turns back to his computer, keeping himself busy as his brain couldn’t form a witty comeback to say. “So, like…” Eren begins. “Do you wanna make-out or—” He’s hit right on the face by a water bottle.

After going through twenty minutes of trying every attire he owned, Eren falls back to Armin’s bed, his groan muffled by his body pillow. “Fuck, what am I going to do? I don’t want to show up in a hoodie. What do boys usually wear on first dates anyway? What do girls wear?” He gasps when a thought enters his head. “Dude, what if she wears this cute little dress and she ties up her hair in a ponytail so I can see her neck and her baby hairs, and, like—"

“Aaaaand we’re back.” With a last tap on his keyboard, Armin pushes himself away from his desk, leaving his chair. “You want to look good? Fine, come here. I’ll show you how to look good.”

Armin takes a few strides and stops before his wardrobe, sliding the door open with one hand. “You know what’s gonna make a good impression?” He rhetorically asks, standing on his toes as he tries to reach the top drawer. “If you dress up like that dude from Attack on Titan.”

“I don’t know what that is.”

“The fact that I’m still friends with an imbecile like you is beyond me.”

“You literally just cried your eyes out, whining about how scared you were of me leaving you.”

“I didn’t cry!” Armin better be used to his teasing quickly because Eren’s not going to live this down for at least the next five years. “It’s an anime, really good. You might want to stop watching Euphoria sometimes and start watching real shows instead.”

“Now, why you gotta be rude like that.” Eren throws himself on the bed, sitting on its edge. “So, what, he’s the protagonist?”

“Yeah. He looks just like you. Long hair, green eyes. You even have his iconic man-bun look.”

“Is this guy popular among ladies?”

“Well, they’ve been calling him Zaddy.” Armin shrugs. “Like Daddy but, you know, swagier.”

Eren’s face contorts in repulsion. “Is he a dad? I don’t want to dress up like a fat older man, bro, come on now.”

Eren is the exact reason why Armin’s mother is getting more persistent in scheduling another appointment with his therapist these days. “I mean like Daddy in the sheets, you dumbass! Not actual daddy. Well, actually, according to one theory, he is the father of—”

“I literally don’t have time to keep up with you, Armin. I’ve got a date in less than three hours.”

“Rude,” he snorts, throwing a pack of clothes still sealed inside a plastic bag. “Here. I’ve ordered this for our next anime conference but desperate times call for desperate measures, so…” He rips open the package, tossing him a beige shirt with string tassels at the collar, a pair of dark pants, and a simple black mantle. “Try them on.”

With a frown, Eren shucks off his black band tee and wears the beige shirt. Armin watches him put on his mantle with his eyebrows furrowed and his arms folded neatly on his chest, scrutinizing every little detail. “Okay, good,” Armin comments, standing right behind his friend as they both stare at their reflections in the standing mirror. “Now, raise your right hand in the air. We can add some fake wound and blood dripping down your palm later—”

“What the fuck—“

“Ssh sshh sshh, just bear with me for a second.” Armin is in his serious mode right now, and if there is one thing Eren has learned from befriending him for five years is you don’t fuck with Armin when he’s being this focused. “Now, do a frown.” Eren isn’t frowning in anger; he’s frowning in confusion because what the fuck are they even doing? It seems good enough for Armin either way. “Perfect.” The blonde boy snaps his fingers in the air. “Now say, in the deepest voice possible, ‘It’s because I was born into this world.’”

Eren draws the longest exhale. Staring flatly at the mirror, he repeats, “It’s because I was born into this world.”

“Fuck, yeah, that’s it!” Armin shouts, punching the air in victory. “Holy shit, dude, we are so gonna win the next cosplay event—”

“Jesus Christ, Armin, I’m running out of time here!”

“Okay, okay, geez.” Randomly picking up one of the shirts and jackets Eren had brought into his room, he pushes them against the other boy’s chest. “Here.”

Eren narrows his eyes suspiciously. “You really think this is okay?”

“Look, Eren, what’s important is not what you wear, but how you act in front of her. Come here, let me teach you.” Armin provides him with a little demonstration as he gives out his instructions. “Follow me. Stand with your feet close together like this.” Eren follows with an eyebrow raised in question. “Yep, like that. Now stretch both arms out to your sides, held parallel to the ground. That’s it.”

Eren blinks in confusion. “What am I doing?”

“You’re T-Posing. To assert dominance. Show that bitch who fucking owns her.”

“I’m literally never going to talk to you again.”

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Ramble Thoughts on 3D ft. Jack Harlow:

- Feels like 3D is something that would have come out in 2006? I’m not mad about it but it does feel like Gen Z is taking this whole Y2K revival thing too seriously 🥹 like y’all have some big Air Force Ones to fill and I’d rather see a fresher take but okay

- Speaking of Nelly people are acting like they’ve never heard a rapper objectify a woman before and it’s kind of odd. I think maybe people haven’t listened to Jack Harlow before if they’re surprised by the contents of his verse. I’m not saying we can’t ask for more or expect more but the shock I’m seeing is kind of strange.

- JK does not sound that good...? To me. It seems like he’s maybe in too high of a register? Or maybe it’s too many minor chords for me. Not that he can’t hit the notes effortlessly but it’s just not a pleasant register to me? This is a song I can see getting stuck in my head in an annoying way and not a “omg I have to listen to it again turn it on” way, which is a bummer.

- I love the dancing, and the fire hydrant bit at the end was very cool visually.

- This whole thing reminds me strongly of some of Pharrell’s more controversial hits in the mid-aughts, especially Blurred Lines. Except… Blurred Lines was a better song 😬😬😬 if you’re gonna talk about women like they’re pleasure dolls in 2023, at least make sure your song is unusually good. Just my humble opinion.

- I think objectification is an interesting topic and we could go on about it, but some of the shocked and horrified responses I’m seeing on Twitter are from NSFW fan fiction writers (of which I am one full transparency) and artists and there is a blatant hypocrisy in that that I find somewhat amusing. Like. Very few of us are truly innocent of ever sexually objectifying someone else and let’s just be honest about that. Not to mention the objectification of Jung Kook’s every body part that has been happening recently, even up to as recently as the promotions for this specific song. Like… hang on a minute. We can all collectively drool over and go feral for and zoom in on his shirtless chest and talk about his waist and his nipples and his belly button but… god forbid he shares a song with someone doing the same thing? Idk maybe I’m oversimplifying.

- The “girl”!! Oh, people are gonna be mad. Why can’t he always only ever sing his songs to a faceless genderless “you”?! Because A) he is not writing these songs and requesting a gender change to a song that someone else wrote would be a declaration. B) I’ve said it before but it’s entirely possible he is into women. Again, he didn’t write this one but in a recent performance he did intentionally swap out a pronoun that he could have skipped and so let’s not make too much of it but let’s also not ignore him over and over again for the sake of our own beliefs. Not with bi visibility day still in the rear view 🥲 C) His behavior toward and about Jimin has not changed so I have not changed my attitude toward their relationship. Simple as that. D) he did not write this song. If he is queer he is closeted. Chill out.

- I want more for him, I’ll just say it! Lol. I think he has so much musical potential and right now it feels like we’re just waiting for him to actually come into it. But I do love the choreography, the boy band vibes, the confidence. I think I’m appreciating Left and Right more and more as time goes on; that seemed like a really excellent creative fit and the concept was so fun. But maybe I’m projecting my wishes onto him. It’s his career, not mine 😅 he is his own person, he doesn’t owe me a damn thing.

That’s all for now, just sort of felt like word vomiting this morning instead of doing anything productive. Would love to hear others’ thoughts!

#jeon jungkook #jungkook 3d #Jack Harlow and Jeon Jungkook

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megaderping · 10 months

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Late night SALT activated...

Disclaimer: This post is mainly about really aggressive/hostile fans. Disliking stuff is totally valid and curating one’s online experience is important, but... I’m very strongly convinced that the majority of people who vehemently hate Goro Akechi or Shuake to a really hostile degree either haven’t played Royal, haven’t moved on from base game, haven’t maxed his confidant, or really lack reading comprehension. ‘cause disliking a ship or a character? Super valid! Everyone has their preferences and comfort zones. I would never shame someone who genuinely just... doesn’t vibe with it, finds it uncomfortable, and wishes to avoid content or posts w/ the character or pairing. I also completely understand the frustration of wanting Goro content that isn’t ship-focused, since sometimes fandoms can make a pairing consume a character in fanworks (though I’d argue you can have the pair and still give him agency outside of it, at the end of the day, there will always be people who just don’t want it). But when I see factually incorrect arguments like, “Joker and Akechi hate each other,” I just go... “Did we play the same game?” The game where Joker’s greatest wish was to see Akechi again. The game where Morgana outright states that Akechi doesn’t really hate Joker and Akechi himself laments that they didn’t meet years earlier, and if they had, how they could’ve been friends. A game where it’s made very clear that despite the stupidity of going with the revenge plan with Shido and the lives taken along the way, there was still a disgusting power imbalance with Shido, a grown man in politics, effectively molding a broken teenager into being a hitman... And even the betrayal toward the PT- I feel like Akechi’s offer to have Joker join him was genuine as a sort of last ditch effort to get him out of that situation. The SIU director notes how the plan is way too callous even for Akechi, and after it happens, Akechi tries to downplay the dangers of the PT to Shido, suggesting a part of him, even if only a small one, does feel some remorse.

There’s this messy complexity to Akechi and his relationship with Joker and the PT... and people try to strip it of all of its complexities to make it a bland, black and white matter, and it sucks. It feels like those kinds of people want to turn Akechi into a hatesink when Shido is literally right there. And Kamoshida, and Okumura, and many other awful adults in P5. It’s weird how little flak they get by comparison? And I’m biased- Akechi was a character I developed an attachment to as I reached third sem and his character just came together for me. But it’s so freaking annoying to try and search up art of the character or ship on sites like twitter only to find the worst takes possible. Folks gotta separate their personal feelings from the feelings of the characters. The actual canon interactions and relationships are infinitely more compelling than “Joker/the Phantom Thieves all hate Akechi.” I much prefer what the game presents us- with characters like Haru and Futaba not forgiving him, but still sympathizing with his situation and (perhaps reluctantly) being willing to work with him when it’s absolutely necessary. The friction is just so compelling, because even if he’s a tragic person, his actions still robbed them of loved ones. ...but also, President Okumura requested many shutdowns himself and was an awful person, which also adds to the messy complexity for poor Haru.

Anyway, this is just a late night ramble because I went to find fanart and found annoying tweets. Argh.

#persona 5 #goro akechi #akeshu #shuake #discourse #dorkvents #third semester spoilers #salt #this post got long but i genuinely do not begrudge folks who dislike him or the ship i'm just tired

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im really really stressed about how it will go,

i dont i just, support system wise i have almost nothing

these guys are kinda it and one person whos neutral

its just the aftermath, i dont know if everything will be okay and i get so stressed about it

my tummy issues been fucking me up man

anon :( i'll do my best to give u some general advice, but if u need anything please don't be afraid to dm me <3

the thing that really helps me through these type of situations is sitting with myself and thinking okay, what's the most likely thing that's going to happen, and how am i going to feel about that.

to start with what i think will be the outcome, the only things we know for certain that are going to happen are caiti's final statement/stream, and george's final statement.

based on what caiti has said, her final stream is going to be more general, and i assume she's going to discuss the problems with misogyny within the mcyt space, or something similar, along with the future of her content. i do not think she will say anything more directly about the situation, and if she does i don't think it will be new information, except to maybe clear up the story ghostie told

for george's statement, judging by what the rational sides of the internet are calling for and his most recent tweet, i think he is going to give a sincere apology, no matter what form that may come in, along with some sort of private, personal apology to caiti that we may never see. some people will accept what he has to say, and others will continue to call him terrible names that do not fit the situation at all. and from there, we move onward (press w :3)

i can't predict how you're going to react to these events happening, but if a look at myself, i know that i'll probably watch caiti's stream as a vod, so i can give myself time to pause and take breaks. i want to try to watch the stream before seeing others input, so i can form my own opinions without going in feeling overly negative/positive.

worse case scenario- she says something that completely puts me off the space as a whole. i don't know what that would be, maybe just some observations she's made as a female creator in the space that puts a bad taste in my mouth, and i no longer feel comfortable being here at all. in that case, i disengage completely, or let myself sit and think on it for a bit before coming to a final decision

best case scenario (realistically)- caiti does her stream, and she talks about many of the things we already know about as problems with the space, and we take that as closure from the whole thing, and send our love and support.

when george's response comes, rinse and repeat. take the time to read/watch through it without the influence of others, and come to you own conclusion before looking what anyone else has to say. do not look at twitter. if you feel that his response is satisfying to you- however that may be- than assess how active you wish to be in the community going forward, what you want to spend your time doing online. and then we heal together, as a community.

and eventually, things will get better. dream and george might take hiatuses, but i find it very, very unlikely they'll quit entirely. eventually, we'll get titan videos and the plethora of shorts and content that dream has planned, even if a wrench has been thrown into the plans

obviously, we can never predict unexpected elements, but i genuinely believe that if something big were going to drop, it would have already. don't let the behind the scenes bullshit get you down, because it always comes from ccs who either hold grudges or are trying to save their own skin/get views

hope this helps at least a little bit, but please, please reach out if you need anything. no matter the responses caiti and george give, i'll stick around to talk to u guys

#cq.asks #george situation #this was a whole lot of yap #hope it makes some sense

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i have a question to cleanse your mind from that young royals hot mess on twitter. do you think norrix may in fact be real and if it is when do you think it became real? and if not do you think it might ever become real? my own view is they've not acted on anything right now and would say they're only very good friends if asked and are most likely even still hooking up with women but there are feelings much stronger than normal friends bc well it's crystal clear that it's not a normal friendship but a fair chunk deeper than that like a soul connection or something as an anon said the other day. but i don't know if they'll ever get up the courage to act on it. my projection clearly as we'll never really know how they feel if they don't act on it and go public but they come across like of two of my friends who so clearly care for each other in a non-platonic way and are joined at the hip every opportunity and are physically affectionate with one another but never did anything about it so far at least from what we all know anyway and only one has recently come out as not straight. though i guess even having that deep love even if it remains platonic is a special thing regardless. was wondering what your take on it is if you don't mind being public about that.

Okay, so here's the thing. I'm very hesitant to speculate in an open space about someone's sexuality where anyone can see it. (Sometimes I really wish Tumblr's search function didn't catch literally everything, but whatever). I don't know, I have really complicated feelings on the matter in general because I recognize things from my own life, but nothing is universal etc etc. And maybe I blur the lines on my blog a bit, but at the end of the day, the plausible deniability side, and the side that doesn't really know any of the people I post about, will lean towards these relationships not being real in the romantic sense.

That being said, I will gladly address this question from a more "fictionalized" viewpoint using things that have actually happened. It might be counter-intuitive to write like that, but it hasn't stopped me yet because I am not them, so it's default fiction.

In one of the things I'm writing that utilizes real-world timelines, I have them kind of getting together following the Spa 2023 gig when Lando goes back to Amsterdam and posts the photo to his Insta Story from Martin's balcony. All the feelings from the past year build up until they can't hold them back anymore.

The reason I think Spa (besides the fact that the aforementioned picture kills me), is that following it, and even the event itself really, Lando largely stops posting their meetups on his social media. Someone else brought to my attention that after New York and Canada, McLaren also largely stopped posting content of the two of them. As compared to Miami where there was plenty of content of Martin hanging around Lando's driver's room.

So New York/Canada happens with "Real Love." Then Spa happens with Lando and Max flying into the show and Lando going back to Amsterdam. Lando specifically realizes then that if he wants to avoid scrutiny and rumors and gossip as much as possible, he has to let the psycho girl rumors go wild while he flies under the radar with privacy and avoids advertising who he's with. Hence, a tangible lack of material from both him and McLaren for the rest of the season when Martin is present.

The ski trip is the exception because I think the ski trip is special. Especially because Martin was nowhere near France prior to it. Lando says, fuck it, for a brief moment and posts the photos he wants to post.

But then we have winter break and go back to both of them being very quiet when they're together. Martin gets to post the proof that they've been together while Lando keeps his profile meticulously bare of anyone but himself. The fact that Martin was back in Amsterdam for ~8 hours and posted 3-4 things says a lot. But he's quiet again, now that he's somewhere snowy while Lando's plans of Finland seemingly grow nearer.

They're not sure if they'll ever broadcast anything, but maybe they'll work back up to posting like they used to pre-New York where they were much more likely to show up on one of their Stories at the least.

So, in my world, yes it's happened, and this is why I think so.

In the real, tangible world, who knows. Whatever their relationship is clearly means a great deal to them both. If it's purely platonic, if there's a legitimate romantic element, or if they just sit there and pine for the next few years, I hope they're happy and content they have one another. Finding people you click with that quickly and genuinely is a special thing.

#this got long so i shoved it under a read-more #i am 100% all for unironically tin-hatting in DMs once we establish we're on the same page but it feels a little different in a public post #to speak matter of fact and concretely #ask #lando #martin #norrix #writing tag

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Epilogue and theory v9/10

So today a few hours ago for me the epilogue came out I'm very excited about it since this is the most Ruby content related to the main show we've gotten and about a year it's better than us waiting and confusion like we did wondering what was going on with volume 9 where it was a to what felt like to 4 year wait 😅

I also like to hear a rise then there's possibly been a time skip of longer than we think and vacuole even though the epilogue shows the characters and the same outfits they've been wearing since volumes 6 and 7 I do like to think that when we do see these parts of the epilogue and volume 10 like we've been told by Eddie and kerry

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We'll see new updated looks maybe some of the characters will look older or a bit taller I really hope this happens and I can't wait to see what their character designs look like especially Oscars and winter

So let's get started with what I liked from the epilogue and some theories all throwing you here and there

🧡💚Oscar

wondering if the others were alive and actually trying to do research into it even though remnant has limited resources and information even ozpin didn't know what happened to Ruby and the others

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So I'm excited to see their reaction and volume 10 I'm guessing we'll get the reunion with everyone and episode 2 whenever we get volume 10 and these explanation of the ever after will come up an episode 3 because I believe in episode 2 if they do end up getting to vacuo and reuniting with the

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others then that's going to be the main focus and then maybe a fight will happen and after that and episode 3 they'll take a break for episode they'll explain everything that's been happening with them Ruby and the others will explain what happened to them and the ever after, team Rwby will see how Oscar's merge is affecting him I wonder if jaune using his Aura amplification would help Oscar I'm not sure it might make it worse we'll have to see

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but like I said in other post on here and Twitter I Believe by the end of volume 10 Oscar's merge will be complete and will be left on a cliffhanger as to who it is or will actually get to see who it is at the end and we'll have to go from there sadly cuz either way we're either losing ozpin or Oscar

💙Nora

I'm so happy that this epilogue started out with Nora cuz she was one of the characters even more than Oscar that I wanted to know what was going to happen with since from the beginning they'd always set her up it's kind of like a pair with Rin and now we're getting to see Nora Branch out and do

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her own thing away from rent even though he can tell that now after telling himself and Nora that he loves her, he still gives Nora her space I'm glad that Nora got to stand up to people who were being hostile towards orphans since Nora's been an orphan for longer than we've probably known

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We get to see Nora actually interact with other characters for once outside of her team it's just amazing and I wish they had done this sooner

I can't wait till when we actually give volume 10 because I hope we'll see so much more of Nora and maybe if we're lucky maybe she'll somehow become a maiden

❤️💚Ren

I like what they're doing with Ren Ren sees that John isn't there anymore so now he's trying to be supportive and uplift the team the same way his leader would and I'm happy they're doing this he learned a lot from him and Atlas he saw how

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confident John became after losing so much and struggling since the beginning of beacon and now he's not there to uplift or support them like he used to so wren's trying to support and uplift everyone

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even though they're separated I also look forward to seeing what happens with him and volume 10 especially with his relationship with Nora he's still trying to give her space even though you can see he does want to be with her at the moment so I wonder what they'll do with him from what it seems maybe they'll have some moments with him along with maybe other characters like male characters

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kind of like we seen in Ruby Chibi where he'll be with some of the male characters and they'll be looking into Tyrion and Mercury working with the group called The crown from the before the dawn and after the fall light novels which are Cannon to the main story of rwby

💙Winter

I actually got to see more of winter than I thought I would with the rest of the epilogue I'm happy that we see how much control she seems to have over the maiden power so far her flying her combat and skills she truly is a good candidate for the powers

I'm hoping at some point we'll get to see winter interact with the other maiden I'm hoping that this maiden is very young somewhere around winter's age but has a bit more control over her powers than winter and maybe she can learn from someone instead of trying to teach maybe form a friendship or a bond and that will help them in their upcoming battle with Salem and speaking of Salem

❤️🖤Salem in vale

For the longest time now I theorize that Salem probably went to Vail I think she used up her grim pools on the dark Continent and needs to go to a place where a larger amount of her grandma are still active and that would be veil she's there looking for the crown possibly with cinder since she has Tyrion and mercury and vacuo teaming up with the crown

Salem can sit back and make more grim using the staff I honestly do have some doubts here and there when it comes to the writing in the show but so far over the past several volumes is actually gotten so much better and I love it it was especially amazing and volume 9

I'm not sure what they'll have Salem do with the staff maybe if we're lucky Salem will somehow separate Oscar and Oz before they merge I doubt that will happen with that could maybe happen so she can actually confront the person she wants to instead of a 15-16 year old

#rwby #rwby9 #vacuo #rwby10 #rwby fan art #rwby designs #rwbyv10 #noravalkyie #lie ren #oscarpine #winter schnee #salem #rwby analysis #Rwby meta #rwby theories

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Happy Tumblr Anniversary to me

Exactly 1 year ago I started blabbing on this hellsite. A lot happened in one year...

• Oct. 2021: In the Soop 2: people were analyzing the clues Bam was throwing down to prove if Jimin and Jungkook lived together. And then we get this followed by an invitation to partake in ramen:

• Also Oct. 2021: Jimin’s birthday VLive when he made a phone call to JK (suspiciously staged?) and Jungkook immediately (less than 1 minute) zips up or down the elevator to join him briefly.

• Nov. 2021: BTS historically wins the AMAs Artist of the Year Award and during that acceptance speech, JK had us hanging because “in 2022 we’re gonna focus on....” feeding jk some pizza…

• Also Nov. 2021: The PTD LA VMinKook VLive when Jimin and Jungkook officially name their (fake) YouTube channel “Mingoogie.”

• Dec. 2021: Jin unleashes Super Tuna on an unsuspecting world and surprised himself with an instant hit.

• Also Dec. 2021: the creation of individual Instagram accounts and we are blessed with a series of photos from Santa Monica Beach including this one...

• Jan. 2022: The Hunger Games of Artist Made Merch began.

• Also Jan. 2022: the world stopped for a week from Jan. 31-Feb. 5 when Jimin was admitted to the hospital for an emergency appendectomy and treatment for COVID simultaneously.

• Feb. 2022: Jimin finally is discharged from the hospital and goes home to recuperate and shares with us on Weverse that he’s watching “The Notebook” for the nth time.

February was a particularly meager month for us as we did not get as much content as we had been.

• March 2022: We discover Jimin’s new moon tattoo and his “Youth” tattoo behind his ear and we collectively freak out. And JK seems to have covered some of his tattoos…and we start seeing more nipples... the normalizing of naked Bangtan has begun...

• Also March 2022: Jimin blesses us with the “air ass slap” video.

• April 2022 (the month that kept on giving): Jimin April Fools us by changing the Twitter handle of the BTS official account to Jimin Park and every post appears like this:

Also April 2022: The Grammy Awards... and Rolling Stone inadvertently reveal they are Jikookers:

Also April 2022: PTD Las Vegas...

May 2022: The Perilla Leaf Debate raged on... and proved they can’t be a couple because those darn leaves get stuck together. Ok whatever you say...

Also in May 2022: BTS is invited by the White House and President Biden to speak during our National Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month. And they did amazing...(this photo is surreal)...(and we see you Jimin and JK)...

Also May 2022: Jikook just Jikooking in Washington DC at Dave and Busters? (courtesy of @uarmyhope).

June 2022: The bombshell heard ‘round the world. BTS going on hiatus/not a hiatus, BTS embarks on Chapter 2... and oh look, Namjoon already said they would perform Run BTS (actually practically spoiled that choreography was being created for it) and right before this he sort of said old songs like Mic Drop and Fake Love might be popular with fans but they are ready to move on from them... go watch it again. Calm down people.

July 2022: Hobi killed it with Jack in the Box and Hobipalooza.

Also in July 2022: They are THAT couple at a party...

Aug. 2022: VampKoo drops and Armys (who were in the midst of some sort of Werewolf fantasy) were in shambles...

Sept. 2022: Jungkook’s birthday WeLive (with his lil hairclips) and Jin’s interrogation of who came to wish JK happy birthday in person...

Also in Sept. 2022: All we needed was a leather-gloved hand to cause a massive orgasm within the fandom...

Oct. 2022: Jimin’s birthday... the thirst trap birthday wish/invitation/horn-fest...

And here we are, full circle. So much more happened other than what I mentioned here! But I hope everyone can see what has remained consistent: Jimin and Jungkook being together. Now we are waiting for the big event of the year, Yet to Come in Busan. We’ve seen the sneak peeks of them rehearsing and we know Jimin and Jungkook are STILL happily being in each other’s space.

Also, the constant downplaying of what they are and have. So. much. energy. wasted. on that. Just accept it my friends. It is what it is.

And these words I’ve seen more times in the last year than in my entire lifetime before BTS: hypocrisy and heteronormativity. And the big “H” word... homophobia. Attitudes and views that are sadly still prevalent. I will admit, I have LEARNED A LOT being here. If only everyone else were capable of opening their minds to ideas that might be different than what they think they know.

On a much brighter note, I’ve encountered many of you who follow my crazy ramblings and you have enlightened me, made me feel like I belong here, bring me joy and make me smile every day. I will keep saying it, I love you all. We are in this Bangtan shit together and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Looking forward to what’s to come.

#rolling stone are jikookers #jimin #kookmin #jungkook #its a great day in the jikook neighborhood #jikook in the sheets #i dont know where that jikook in the sheets tag came from #it was supposed to just be jikook #jikook #happyanniversary #happy birthday bro

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louisisalarrie · 2 months

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Whether people believe in Larry or not, Harry has confirmed he went through his own journey with his sexuality. Whether that started when he met Louis, or before that or further down the line some place else, it happened and H clearly did go through a period where he was questioning his thoughts/feelings.

Personally it’s too much of a coincidence for this ‘journey’ he’s mentioned NOT to be related to Louis as he was clearly so very into him and didn’t hide it…well not back then.

I wish I’d been in the fandom in those days. I bet you lot had so much fun!

We had fun, but it was also so dramatic. Tumblr is a lot more calm these days than Twitter (apart from antis yelling at us occasionally). But yeah, it’s always felt like more of a community here.

Watching Harry and Louis and all the boys grow up has been such a time. But watching Harry and Louis fall in love? Wow. Honestly… i just… being here from the beginning and seeing them fall in love, has solidified a lot of our beliefs because we watched it happen in real time. We were there. We saw them discover themselves, and each other. We analysed and debunked and fought for them. Coming in with fresh eyes and trying to go through all of this would be very intimidating and it would be hard to believe with all the stunts that have happened since then. But we watched it all unfold so i guess, for the larries who are still here, it’s been heartbreaking but so strong and beautiful and our beliefs can’t be shaken.

A lot of larries left after bbg. It was so hard to watch it all go down. Going through my blog, when that stuff was announced, we truly believed there wasn’t gonna be an actual child involved. Then we analysed the photo of Louis with the kid and how it was photoshopped. Then we analysed everything and waited for the end to come. It didn’t. And there was a literal child in the picture now. So a lot of larries left, because they either believed it was true, or, it took stunts to a new level and they couldn’t be bothered fighting anymore, or it was triggering etc., so we lost a lot of our team here. Sooooo many deactivated blogs, and tumblr lost its appeal so folks moved to Twitter too. So, it’s gotten a lot quieter here these days.

But at the very beginning, and even around bbg, this was all so fun here. We joked around so much, and it was all a lot easier. But with the solos/antis all around now, it’s harder. A lot of the time we don’t bother arguing with them, or explaining things, because it just… doesn’t matter. We believe in larry, they are aggressive with us, and we try to make this space still what it was.

I dunno, it truly was wild because we got so much content, but we don’t get as much these days and sadly, people give up on it all.

Anyway, i wish you were around here too. I’ve turned this into kind of a sad response sorry!!! But we had a great time and we will continue to have a great time until those two idiots are free.

#anon #answered #bbg

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theemarsrover · 2 years

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Important announcement regarding the fansite.

Erlande (@kingpattillo) and I have made the extremely difficult decision to archive the site. You can read more about it in our final update. If you don’t see it right away please be sure you clear your browser’s cache. Otherwise, I’ll be copying the text into a read more for those of you who are on mobile.

We said it in the post but thank you to everyone who supported us in making this. We’re so proud of the work we did and so happy that it was such an amazing resource for so many people. While this situation sucks, it’s been heartwarming that our sense of community hasn’t gone away.

Thanks again <3

The Final Update

Yeah, this shouldn't be surprising, considering that a lot has happened over the weekend.

First, on October 14th, Matt Bragg made this tweet explaining that his position at Achievement Hunter had been dissolved. If you weren't around for it, this news was met with an outpour of support from the community and fellow RT/AH employees. Matt's stream the following day blew his sub goals out of the water, ending with over 15,000 Twitch subs. While the community focused on showering Matt with love, there were also questions about why Rooster Teeth dissolved the position of one of their beloved talents. Kdin Jenzen then made this tweet shortly after the community started to talk about Matt's leave, and how upset they were about it.

Kdin's account of the transphobia, wage theft, and workplace abuse she suffered while working at RT was extremely heartbreaking to read. Apologies from Michael, Gavin, and Geoff came out soon after. While Michael's tweet was met with this reply from Kdin saying she forgave him, and Gavin's got no interaction from Kdin at all. Most notably, her reply to Geoff was a direct call to action. Here is a link to that interaction.

Soon, Twitter was flooded with ex-employees, contractors, and former friends of Rooster Teeth, who all had similar things to say. Many of them talk about crunchtime, overtime that was never compensated, pay that was laughably low when compared to the industry standard, and an HR department that seemed pretty keen on keeping a lawsuit from happening, rather than helping their employees.

We won't be linking any specific threads here on the fansite because there are just so many of them. A quick search of "Rooster Teeth" on Twitter will pull up a lot, as well as Tumblr. The Rooster Teeth and Achievement Hunter subreddits have a lot of information, too.

The two of us started this project on March 30th, 2022 because of our mutual love for Achievement Hunter. Initially, we saw a need for a site like this, a place where general information about Achievement Hunter could be found. Our main goal was that we wanted this to be a place where the community could come and check out what's new, see any announcements they missed, and have a comprehensive list of series and descriptions. We had so many plans for this website that will now never come to fruition.

We cannot in good faith continue to produce fan content for a company that treats their employees the way Rooster Teeth does. We fully condemn their actions and stand firmly with the victims and the people who have suffered underneath them. Over the years, it has become clear that the company, despite the trials and tribulations of so many former (and current) employees, refuses to change for the better. They have cultivated a toxic culture that has come to a head this weekend, and because of that, we've made the heavy decision to archive the website.

The site will remain up, and the features of it all active, but besides some minor maintenance, we will no longer be making updates to it. We put a lot of hard work and effort into this site to just see it gone, so it will remain up as a resource, like it was always meant to be. We really wish it didn't have to end like this. It would have been nice to at least see this site turn one year old, but the people who have suffered under Rooster Teeth mean more to us, and we will always stand by them.

Finally, we want to say thank you to everyone who has visited the fansite, as well as those who have sent us words of encouragement on our personal Tumblr accounts. The fansite couldn't have gone over as well as it did without your guys' help and support. Despite everything, we're glad we can still come together as a community.

We love you, Erlande and Mars ♡

#achievement hunter #rooster teeth #main tagging this because i know a lot of people use this who don't follow us

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dearweirdme · 8 months

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You know you are right in saying that company sabotaging Tae is a sensitive topic and everyone has their views which can get messy. I respect your blog and your wishes to post your content however, I sometimes think you lack knowledge in the old happenings of BTS or aren't able to cover full content deeply. Please don't take it as something like I am taunting you. I understand you have a life outside fandom and no-one has the right to dictate what you should consume. I simply wanted to present a case that there might be a lot of things you might not notice maybe due to lack of time, interest or any justified reason. But that doesn't mean there might not be truth to sabotaging thing. You are also correct in stating that every solo fandom have problems with the bighit though that doesn't mean Tae is not being exploited. It maybe a heavier word I couldn't find the correct one.

My point is as you state that every member has unique bonds with each member and different level of skinship there is consistency in taekook which I accept though I am not a taekooker (I think I am on the road to be on one after reading your blog). Sorry I am digressing. All I am saying you should also look at consistency of bighit behaviour with Taehyung throught the years. I'll leave a link for you. Not everything would be objective but one can really find reality by looking at original content (as you always mention).

https://twitter.com/Tiffy_Russell/status/1037612533153247233?s=20

Your point of why would bighit sabotage Taehyung when he is filling their pockets is also valid. But again as you say things are not always black and white. I don't presume to know reasons but I can't turn an eye on evidence. I think as a Korean I understand the situation differently. Here, loyalty towards family is extremely important. Youngsters (millenials) are expected to be loyal to their elders and family even if you think they are not being fair to you. though youth are now more aware. Taehyung, is very unique. I don't think he has any love for company and pdnim but he is extremely loyal to his members. His patience, understanding, going out of the company to seek work for his solo era and yet be ready to re-sign is for members and not the company.

I think we should really see - what company is doing rather than asking why would they do it? My intention is not here to change anyone's views not I am asking you to boycott bighit. I am just presenting my views. Sorry for the long ask and my English and my inability to explain. Thank you for reading 🙏🏻

Hi anon!

Your English is fine, don’t worry about it at all 😊.

I am a relevantly newer fan. So there are absolutely things I’ve missed, though I am aware of the things that twitter thread mentioned. What I am definitely lacking is the vibe and feeling of certain situations. And this topic specifically is not something I am able to research well through looking at Run BTS, interviews, Bangtan Bombs, In The Soop, Bon Voyage, etc. I by no means think Bighit treats Tae (and the other members) well. I think they have consistently neglected taking care of the guys’s mental states. Tae has obviously suffered from it, and I think him having to stay a hidden member was very cruel, no matter what the reason behind that was.

Labels/music companies have only one goal, and that is to make money. They will do whatever they think best and the artists will just have to put up with it. There’s countless stories of artists being treated badly by their companies. I absolutely see that with BTS and Bighit as well.

What is the alternative though, if they were to choose a different company? Would things be better? From what I’ve heard other Korean companies are worse. Western companies certainly aren’t great as well and will not understand the members cultural background. So is there actually a better alternative?

When I talk about this (and yes I do so reluctantly) it’s with the present in mind. And I do not directly see signs of Bighit sabotaging Tae. They do promo, they give him opportunities, he seems happy to me, and his album is doing well. For me to think they were sabotaging him at this point, I’d have to see different things. There are actual cases of companies sabotaging their artists, and that includes having their music put on hold, never being allowed to publish an album, and worse things. Is the company fair to Tae? probably not. If boycotting them would be possible and actually help make things better for the guys, I’d probably join, because I think the music business as a whole could do with a reorganization.

I do see your point and I thank you for your insight on this 😊.

#tae solo #music industry

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shinranposting · 1 year

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are you aware of what will happen in the movie 26? according to the alleged kiss between Conan and Ai?

Hello Anon! I've been getting questions about the movie 26 for a while now, and now that there's more information, I'll answer. I don't watch DC movies, but I've been on twitter lately, and I've found out absolutely everything. I will make a long answer as it has been extremely controversial, and because I feel some points need to be clarified.

(From here, spoilers begin)

Yes, I am aware of the scene, and I know the spoilers are true. That kiss (actually CPR) does happen.

In this regard, first of all, I take this opportunity to say that nothing justifies the chaos and hatred that has been formed. As much as you love ShinRan, they are fictional characters in a fictional series and nothing justifies wishing Gosho Aoyama dead (I've seen memes of him in coffins!). It has been an unnecessary and childish drama.

On the other hand, I can understand the annoyance. I myself, as soon as I read the scene in detail, which is verified by many sources, felt uncomfortable, even more knowing that Gosho in interviews said that he had personally made this scene. Apparently the scene is: Conan loses consciousness in the ocean and Haibara does a CPR. On the way out, Haibara's inner voice says, "You don't know, but we kissed." They then run into Ran, and Haibara pretends to be unconscious so Ran can give her CPR to return the Conan's kiss. Totally unnecessary scene! So, I can understand the annoyance of some people, since, just now that they are an official couple, and after years without any content, they decide to make a movie with this fanservice, which, considering their couple status, it feel uncomfortable and out of place. Even so, you can feel upset/sad/disappointed, but generating such a level of hate and lack of control, that even the official DC account has had to issue an official statement, is absurd!

It is also important to understand that the movies are not canon and don't affect the plot at all. In fact, I don't even see them! Likewise, all the sources don't show anything romantic, and it is clear that the couple is Shinichi and Ran, and nothing else, so there is no implication in the canon. On the other hand, I also don't think that Gosho, as some now say, is now supporting CoAi for this scene, he simply wanted to play with the non-canon scenario making a shocking scene that he would never do in the manga, and he didn't think about the impact that would generate.

In any case, I think that, despite everything, something positive can be drawn from this. It's obvious that the Detective Conan staff knows the displeasure, so I wouldn't be surprised if there's a ShinRan case very soon, in an attempt to put out the fire xD

#anon ask

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lavenderwriting · 2 years

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𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰

Hatake Kakashi x Reader

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Summary: Surreptitious - something done secretly, without anyone seeing or knowing. Just like the way you were secretly obsessing over the new NSFW twitter account. Just like the way the man behind it has been secretly running it. But what happens when you two might be closer than you think?

Genre: modern AU, hate to love

Warnings: slight angst, smutt, fingering alcohol, minors DNI

Playlist // series masterlist // main masterlist

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Kakashi was panicking. He could feel his hands trembling, the sweat running down his back, his heart almost beating out of his ribcage. He knew a panic attack was coming and he tried to stop it. Tried to calm himself down however the thoughts in his head wouldn’t stop coming.

He knew people watched his account but he never gave too much thought about how people close to him interact with it. And now that he had this knowledge he felt uncomfortable. And the more he thought about it the worse it got.

What if Rin saw it too?

He would feel so ashamed if she did. He felt like digging a hole and hiding himself forever.

And then like a switch his thought process changed. It began to be more lewd. You obviously were an avid watcher of what he posted, you had the bell notification on and everything. So the question was, did you get off on his content? What turned you on more, his body or his voice? What would be your reaction if you knew it was behind it?

Kakashi’s head was spinning, he needed to leave as soon as possible. How would he even look at you now? He was at a loss and he also was running out of time because you were going to return at any minute. So he decided to go to the bathroom and try to calm himself down.

Thankfully no one was there so he could take his time. He removed his mask to be able to splash some water on his face, never looking directly at himself. He didn’t like to look at his face. Not that he thought he was ugly, he knew he wasn’t, the thing was that everytime he saw himself, he saw his father as well. Not that it was a bad thing but the memories it brought to his mind were too painful. Kakashi lost his mother when he was just a baby, so he couldn’t remember her, but his father was a different story. Although he lost him at a young age as well, Kakashi had so many memories of him and the time they spent together. So when his father decided to take his own life the pain and grief within him was bigger. It hurted him so much and it also angered him because he couldn’t stop thinking why his dad had done that. Wasn’t Kakashi good enough to make him stay?

When the young boy grew up, he understood his father and didn’t blame him anymore. He had forgiven him for leaving him, however he still misses him and wished he was with him in the good and bad times and to celebrate his milestones.

Kakashi dried his face with a paper towel and slid his mask back on, took deep breaths and when he decided he was calm enough he went back out.

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Not knowing what Kakashi had found out, you were blissfully unaware of the turmoil going on inside his head.

When you left the library you went straight to the coffee machine. Surprise surprise, it was out of service. Honestly, it made you wonder why you pay all that money in tuition if everytime you tried to use something it was either broken or out of service. So now you had no choice but to go to the other floor.

Great. More time wasted.

You took the stairs to get to the other floor and went to the other machine. You just hoped this one was working. You had no desire to go to the other side of the campus. And it was. Selecting what you wanted you inserted the coins necessary. While you waited, you gazed out of the window, reflecting. This little bit of time you had spent with Kakashi was great. You didn't talk much but the atmosphere was comfortable. Your wish was for you to get to know each other a bit more and form a friendship.

You felt bad for not giving him an opportunity sooner. You always thought he was a bit stuck up and rude, yet, thinking back, that could just be how he wanted people to perceive him.

The beeping of the machine, that indicated your coffee was ready, was what brought you back to reality. In the end whatever happened It was because it was meant to be. You took your cup and walked back to the library.

Upon arriving you went straight to the table, however Kakashi was nowhere in sight. His things were still scattered across the table so that could possibly mean he went to the bathroom.You sat down, not thinking much of it yet somehow you couldn’t shake the nervous feeling cursing through your system.

Ten minutes later and he was still not back. After a while the man finally appeared, however he looked unwell. Actually that was a nice way to put it. He was sweaty, eyes focusing on the ground, he was walking funny and if you paid enough attention you could see his hands were trembling. You waited for him to sit down and then leaned towards him, putting your hand on his arm and whispered.

“Is everything alright?”

You almost didn’t have the chance to finish the question because he abruptly yanked his arm away from your touch. Your eyes widened not expecting this reaction from him. Maybe you shouldn’t have touched him without his permission and you quickly apologized for it.

“Don’t apologize, you did nothing wrong. Something just came up and I have to go.”

You looked sad about his departure and concerned at the same time.

“Ok. Do you need something?”

“No, thank you. I’m really sorry.”

He was intensely looking at you and you felt like he was saying sorry for something more than just leaving early, like his words had a double meaning to them.

“It’s ok, I understand. We’ll continue another day.”

Kakashi didn’t answer you just gathered his things and left. You wished he could have stayed longer.

Now that he was gone you weren’t doing anything there, you had only come because of him. So you began to pack your things and left as well.

When you got to your dorm Rin wasn’t there like she told you. You did your usual routine but could never really take your mind out of the way Kakashi had acted just before he left. He seemed stressed and because you didn’t want to prey on his life you didn't ask. What if it was you? What if he wasn’t enjoying your company and didn’t know how to tell you?

The only thing left to do now was to ask him. Not directly but in a subtle way so that you would know that it wasn’t you. But what if it was?

The thought came suddenly, you were scared. Scared that maybe you were the problem. It wouldn’t be the first time someone would tell you that. Tell that you just weren’t good enough, that you were boring and annoying. You would always try to convince yourself that you weren’t but then again there was this voice telling that maybe you were. Rin was one of the few people that told you that none of that was true, that the people around were toxic and wanted to see you down. After a while you saw that she was right.

However you were always in doubt yet this time you had to know. So you would ask him.

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During the weekend you didn’t really do much so there was no way you could see Kakashi, however on monday you didn’t see him either. On Tuesday you went looking for him and when you finally found him he looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Kakashi, can I talk to you?"

The man got up from the table where he sat with Obito and Rin.

"Sorry, not a good time. I have to go."

You stood there dumbfounded with his attitude towards you. Both Rin and Obito had the same look on their faces.

“Is everything alright with him?”

Rin looked at you. “Yeah, he was fine just before you arrived. I don’t know what got into him.”

You felt like you were punched in the stomach. Your fears were coming true and the possibility of you being the one to blame for what had happened was becoming a stronger reality. You nodded at her and went back to classes.

You couldn’t keep going like this, the thoughts going around your head wouldn’t stop and because of that you weren't even paying attention to what your teachers were saying. It was exhausting to always think about the same things and never be able to stir them to another direction. To be frank, the whole situation wasn’t even a big deal, however it was his attitude towards you that was frustrating and quite childish. Why couldn’t he just be honest with you? Why couldn’t Kakashi just tell what was wrong?

That day when you got to your dorm you went to Rin’s room. You knocked on her door and waited for her to tell you to come in. After one time you accidentally barged into her room, without knocking of course, to tell her some exciting news and instead you caught them having sex, you never made the same mistake. In your defense he hadn’t left his shoes on the entrance so you had no idea of what was happening, obviously you had apologized profusely and ran away quickly. Now that story serves for a good laugh in almost every gathering.

“Come in.”

You opened the door and she was at her desk “studying”. In reality Rin had her notebooks scattered across the table, her computer open on her class powerpoint slides and her pen and pencils beside her, however she was playing a game on her phone. You couldn’t blame her, you did the exact same. Study for five minutes and pause for an hour.

“Can I ask you something?”

She paused her game and turned to you.

“Of course. What is it?”

“Could you give Kakashi’s phone number?”

She furrowed her brows but didn’t say anything.

“Hmm, I’m gonna ask him and then I’ll let you know.”

You nodded at her words and left for your room. You put your things down at the desk chair and went to take a shower. As soon as the hot water began to hit your body, your muscles immediately relaxed. This was precisely what you needed, the soreness on your body was fading and the headache you had been supporting was gone. Now that you had time to reflect on the events that happened this past few days you began to wonder if you were being an idiot. Probably this was just a misunderstanding and everything would be alright after you both talk. That’s right, that was all there was to it.

After you shower Rin came to talk to you.

“Y/n? Can I come in?”

You opened the bedroom door. “You know, unlike me, you don't need to knock.”

She chuckled.

“About what you asked earlier.”

You nodded, indicating to her to continue.

“I’m sorry Y/n but he said no.”

Your face fell at her answer. Of course he was free to not give you the number, but it hurted anyway.

"It 's ok.”

She smiled apologetically and retreated back to her room. Ok so it was not a misunderstanding, something did happen while you went to get your coffee you just had to figure out what.

By Thursday you had had enough of his avoidance of you. Kakashi had skipped his study session with Rin and Obito, and although he had told them that he wasn’t feeling well, you knew it was because of you. You swore to yourself that the next time you saw him he wasn’t going to escape.

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Kakashi was not avoiding you. Then he saw you at a distance and walked in the opposite direction in order to not cross paths with you. Who was he kidding? He was avoiding you and not only that, he was actively doing it.

His monday was spent on running away from you. Everytime he caught a glimpse of you he was bolting on the opposite way. He knew he shouldn't be doing it, it wasn’t your fault, he just didn’ know how to deal with the situation.

On Tuesday he was spending a little of his time with Obito and Rin. He was having such a good time that he actually forgot what had been bothering him. The only reminder came when your voice reached his ears.

“Kakashi, can I talk to you?”

He turned to look at you and his anxiety shot through the roof. He couldn’t do it so he did what he had been doing. He ran away. Kakashi gathered his things as fast as he could and bolted out of there.

"Sorry, not a good time. I have to go."

His mind was racing, as always. He felt bad, he knew he shouldn't be doing this yet he couldn't help it. Everytime he looked at you he couldn’t stop imagining you with legs spread, a beautiful blush on your face and your hand rubbing circles in your clit while listening to him. That image was ingrained in his brain and it consumed him.

Kakashi went to his dorm and closed his bedroom door. He went straight to the shower and as the water cascaded down his body, thoughts of you came back. Only this time he didn’t try to block them, he welcomed them. You laying down in your bed all innocent looking, fingering yourself and moaning his name. In no time his cock began to grow, it was aching and the tip was red. He began to stroke his dick at the base going all the way to the tip, to collect precum, and went back down again. His movements started out slowly almost in sync with his fantasy of you.

As you started to finger yourself faster his fist worked up and down faster on his cock too. His breathing was picking up and he wanted to cum so bad. His tip was continuously leaking and with combination with the water it was heavenly. Then, the image of you fingering yourself changed and now Kakashi apeared hovering above you fucking you on his cock, tears running down your face as you chanted his name. He came in an instant, white liquid shooting down the drain.

It felt like a weight had lifted itself from Kakashi’s body. He felt relaxed and at the same time ashamed. Here he was jacking off to the thought of you while he couldn’t even look at your face.

I’m pathetic.

He went back to his room and his phone pinged.

Rin: Hey! So Y/n just came to my room and asked if I could give her your number. I told her I was going to ask you. So, what do you say?

He couldn’t do it. No. Absolutely not.

Kakashi: Sorry, but no.

Rin: Alright. Is everything ok?

Kakashi:Yeah. Don’t worry about it.

Kakashi knew what he was doing wasn’t right, maybe he should have given you his number, yet he lacked the courage to do so. You must have wanted to know what was going on with him and why he had left. He had left you clueless and wondering what had happened and he really felt bad about it but what was he supposed to say? 'Hey Y/n. Do you know that twitter account that you probably get off to? You do? Well it 's me.' He couldn’t do that. The whole situation was fucked up and he didn’t know what to do.

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On Saturday evening both Rin and Obito were on a mission. While Rin was trying to convince you to go to a party, Obito was also trying to convince Kakashi to go to the same party. Of course neither of them mention that.

In the end neither you nor Kakashi needed much convincing to go. Both of you were desperate to let go of everything for one night and just enjoy yourselfs.

You decided to wear a tight dress that would accentuate all your curves and Kakashi went for some black pants and a white button up shirt. He thought that maybe he was a bit overdressed, but then again it wasn’t everyday that he went out for a party.

When you got there music was already blasting loudly, the music could be heard from several meters. The inside of the house was full of people, as expected, and you went straight to where the drinks were. You were on glass number 4? Or was it 3? Maybe it was five. Yeah 5 seemed more like it but that didn't matter because he was there. Kakashi. He looked beautiful, like always. He was leaning against a wall, hand in his pockets.

I want him.

That thought came out of nowhere but it was so strong. What was also strong was the anger that came after. He had ignored you. Made excuses to not see you, and did not want to talk to you.

Why would he do that?

That's right, you wanted to find out and you wanted to do that now. You began to walk towards him when something made you stop dead in your tracks. More like someone. Out of nowhere a woman approached Kakashi positioning herself right in front of him. The anonymous woman placed her hand on his shoulder and was leaning towards him rather flirtatiously.

Now everything made sense. He was ignoring and not talking to you because he had someone else. Maybe she got angry at him for spending time with you. How could you have been so stupid? Of course Kakashi would never look at you that way.

Tears were starting to pile up at your lash line, blurring your vision. Not being able to stand there any longer you went outside, you needed air. Fresh air. The tears were already falling when you got outside. In the end things always turned out like this. Why couldn't you just be happy? Maybe this was for the best. Now you finally knew why his behavior had changed. He had a secret. And that secret was a girlfriend.

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