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har-rison-s · 6 months

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counting on it | coryo snow x fem!reader

a/n: hello all... this is supposed to be a part 2 for fear or endearment, but i feel like rewriting that one so idk, this could as well be a stand-alone writing / one-shot with a possible continuation? idk though. happy reading <3

this is techincally part 2 of this little drabble

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word count: 4k

themes: fluff

warnings: mention of bombs, idrk what else??

gif credit goes to owner <3

the phone in her room never rang, which meant only one thing – it wasn’t the usual mysery business calling. each time the house phone rang, however, it was like a heart attack for her. any incoming calls to her home were only to her parents to tell them about her making trouble at the Academy again, and again. so it was never a pleasant phone call.

but she knew it could only be Coryo calling now, so she picked up the phone with a lovey-dovey smile on her lips already. “yes?” she asked into the round microphone end of the device, squeezing it between her rosy cheek and her shoulder.

“good evening,” coryo’s shaky voice said into the speaker, and it was so uptight that she giggled, “is this you or not?”

“i-it’s me, yes,” she confirmed with another giggle. he’s nervous around her still, and miserably so, and it’s coming out in the form of a very formal greeting, “but is this really you, coryo?”

“of course it’s me,” he said, now so sure of himself he was bleeding with it, “were you expecting someone else to call?”

“well, there’s the routine call from the Academy about me misbehaving that comes once or twice a week,” she answered, “no one other than that. why are you calling? i usually call you.”

she could hear him make a smile into his microphone, and she blushed at the thought of it, and his quiet chuckle that she heard, too. “i was thinking of you,” he admitted, and she raised her eyebrows. coryo being nervous one minute but then blunt the next really does a number on her. she wouldn’t believe he was such a nervous wreck around her by his looks, or by her own. he must be really... “if you’re free and not sleeping, i wanted to show you around grandma’am’s—well, our family’s—garden upstairs. o-only if you want to, of course, and if you’re free.”

she smiled again and shook her head. this cold boy was warming his way into her heart quicker than he was before. before they’d crossed that sacred line with the kiss in his empty kitchen. “yes, i’m free and not sleeping, and i would love to,” she said, “didn’t know you had an upstairs garden. i’ll be over in less than twenty minutes. do you need anything from my cooks?”

she always looks out for him, doesn’t she? he hadn’t even thought of that aspect of their relationship. he’s only in total emotional turmoil and was missing her terribly. the bombing at the arena and then being in hospital, out for who knows how many days, robbed him of seeing her every day, like he usually would, which he’d grown used to. she would have visited him in the hospital, but apparently she was not permitted to – she guesses because of her trouble-making at school. her presence and the frequentness of it brought him comfort. he couldn’t think of anyone else at this time, not even Tigris could console or comfort him. not like y/n could.

she got barely a good enough answer from Coryo, but packed a bag of sandwiches and pie nonetheless before departing in her driver’s car for Coryo’s apartment in the Corso. she knew he didn’t like charity, and wouldn’t be asking for food from her if it wasn’t absolutely the end of days. he also didn’t let anyone else from school but her see where he lived – and even about her, taking her upbringing and current wealth, he had doubts. with her unpredictable nature, he could never predict her reaction to seeing his home. and not knowing whether she’d run and belittle him at school or stay and still like him regardless was frustrating. because he could never have any control over her reactions, and that scared him.

but she didn’t run away, nor belittle him, nor think less of him. a home is a home, and she knew how hard anything was to come by for the Snows. because her and Coryo had become friends over all their time spent together at school, even despite the vast difference in their personalities, they had this undoubtable connection, she had grown to care about him. therefore it was her idea, of course, to bring him any food she could from her mansion of a home where food was always excess. truth be told, Coryo had thought of the possibility of asking her, but he would never have let down his pride or let her see his vulnerable side. perhaps, until now.

she was panting and heaving when she finally reached the floor of the Snows’ penthouse in the apartment building, which isn’t the ideal state to meet the boy of your fancies in, but seeing his welcoming smile made her feel at ease. she hardly came off to people as anything but frazzled, but Coryo has proved that it doesn’t matter to him, so she dares not worry. she smiled back wide, too, and doubles over for a few moments to catch her breath.

Coryo paced over to her and put a hand on her arm, which made her look at him. “hey,” she said in a heavy breath and with a smile still on her lips, “i’m fine, really,” she said with a shake of her head. Coryo nodded and then shrugged.

“how improper of me, i should have gone down to walk you up,” he said, then, and they both chuckled.

“don’t worry your pretty head over it,” she said in response with a carefree throw of a hand, “just a shame the elevator doesn’t work.” Coryo nodded again at her statement, and y/n breathed one last sigh of heavy breath before really looking up at him. there was something different about him. most of all, his piercing blue eyes looked glassy, unlike their usual look- cold, convicted, confident, calm. all the characteristics she could match to Coryo himself. her eyebrows twitched slightly as she reached a hand out to his cheek, and upon touching it found him trembling. now that she looked at him closer, and he let her do that, she noticed his curls messy, out of their usual arrange, and his cheeks not as rosy as always, blueish rings under his eyes. something was troubling him, and she didn’t have to guess twice what.

she kissed his lips quickly, feeling as though he might fall apart or spill his worried words out like a river if she didn’t. Coryo immediately sunk into her through the kiss, arms wrapping around her coat-covered waist so close he nearly started to lift her up and, really, with the mood he’s in, he might as well have. he was so desperate for her, so desperate to feel her close that it made himself nauseaus. he’d sworn off any romantic relations until he and his family had a better place to live, and the breaking of his own promise made him an enemy to himself. what was she doing to him?

but this felt so good with her, so good that he never wanted to let go of her, never wanted there to be a day in which he doesn’t get to see her if only for a few seconds. she was making him feel things he’d never felt before, things he couldn’t understand now. pulling away from her after giving her a searing hot kiss was torture, but he had to give them both air to breathe. “i missed you,” he admitted to her what he’d never admitted to anyone else before. y/n smiled and nodded, their foreheads touching, “i wanted to see you. i had to.”

“i know,” she nodded again, “i’m sorry i didn’t come to the hospital – i couldn’t.” she admitted with a gentle shake of her head, and suddenly she felt strongly overcome by emotion. “they wouldn’t let me in.” her hands rested on his neck, on his chest, she nearly made desparate gestures, as if he wasn’t in her hold or would be taken away any second. she’d missed him, too. Coryo furrowed his brow. they wouldn’t let her in? he looked into her eyes, and she nodded, her eyes sad, too, but not nearly as sad as his own. “my reputation as sort of a rebel and all.”

that word. poison to him. poison to the whole nation. her using it as a joke didn’t come off too strongly with comedy, and he wished she wouldn’t use it at all. “they were fools not to,” Coryo said amidst his inner disagreement, “you should have come with Tigris and Sejanus, they would have let you in then.”

“pretty hard to get hold of them when they don’t really know about us,” y/n pointed out the fact with half a smile on her face, hoping it wouldn’t stir the wrong nerve in the boy. but it didn’t. Coryo always knew the truth, just didn’t always act on it or deem it worth anything. what good was the truth if you could tell lies instead? he nodded at her and closed his eyes, “i only found out you’ve been hospitalised from the news. and the bombing – god, Coryo, that’s just...”

he made a firm shake of his head at her words and pressed a kiss to her cheek before taking her hand and leading her away from the stairwell. she just watched him as he pulled her through his door, knowing Coryo doesn’t like remembering the war days. they both experienced it, both had run-ins with bombs and many other traumatic war characteristics that they’d rather forget. Tigris and grandma’am were both asleep, so there were no worries about accidental run-ins with either of them, while y/n was still unintroduced to both. Coryo wanted to avoid an awkward situation right now as best he could.

Coryo led her to a door by their kitchen, which opened up to a stairwell, rather than a simple cupboard (what would they keep in there, anyway? the Snows had so little belongings to them and so little food to eat that there was hardly any excess anything in the apartment), and, himself going first and y/n following suit with her hand still in his, led them both up those stairs that looked older than his grandmother with no doubt. the breeze of the night welcomed them with sweeping arms as a cloud of red and white surrounded y/n’s vision.

a rooftop garden. the Snows were giving y/n’s family a run for their money with the beauty of this scooped-away little paradise. she gasped as she tried to take it all in, looking all around herself at all the roses – white and red – engulfing her and Coryo. there was scarcely anything else on the rooftop besides the roses, just a pair of old chairs, gardening tools and a watering can in one of the far corners. this was just unbelievable.

her hand covered her mouth as she looked at Coryo in shock and fascination. there was quite nothing like the beauty of so many roses, and the view this rooftop gave of the city. truth be told, the Capitol could look better – torn, burnt buildings, trash littered in the streets, hardly any plants growing anywhere, and it looked especially worse now in the night, scary even – but still, a panoramic view was a panoramic view. she clung to Coryo, arms around his waist as she all but blushed and gushed at the sight around them. “it’s breath-taking, Coryo,” she said finally, and he put an arm around her, smiling softly at her joy. he didn’t know another person’s smile could mean so much to him, and even warm him and make him feel better.

“grandma’am’s pride and joy,” he said to her, overlooking the garden, too, and he walked them both further into it, away from the door – god forbid either of his sleeping family members woke up from their voices in the night.

“i’ve been wondering where you got those roses you like to give me,” and the one for lucy gray, y/n said as she ran her hands over the beautiful, seemingly perfect white petals. no flaws on them, none visible, anyway. just like Coryo himself. she looked back to him, his hair seeming to glow in the dark of the night, and Coryo smiled at her with tightly closed lips, “god, it’s great here. i love this view,” she said and leaned on the edge of the stone balcony, her hands splayed on either side of her, stretching further away from her. Coryo took slow steps to approach her, and finally he dared to come up just behind her, arms wrapping around her waist again. she immediately leaned into him, locking her hands on his on her stomach.

“it’s great for when i want to be alone, catch a break,” he said and sighed softly. her thumb gently grazed across the pearly white skin of his hands and her eyes slowed down in wonder. they usually jump around, never rest, but it’s different when she’s with him. he seems to ground her a little.

“was tonight one of those nights?” she asked quietly and felt him nodding as he made a hum of confirmation. she turned around in his arms and looked up at him, hands on his chest. “i figured as much. you never call me yourself.” she said and made an airy chuckle, though Coryo’s lips barely lifted to make any kind of expression at all. “what is it?” he shook his head and made to kiss her again, dipping his head down, but she moved away. “you have to talk to me.” she said, with a firm hand on his cheek now, in case he attempted for her lips again. “you have no reason to hide from me, come on. and i wouldn’t tell anyone, you know that.” it’s her unavailing ability to always somehow make a half-hearted joke that Coryo likes about her, even though he wouldn’t let himself like that.

but he found himself unable to say no to her. so he turned them around, him being the one who leans against the edge now, both of them holding onto each other still. he looked at her thin coat and the dress she’s wearing underneath, and he traced his hand up her arm just to ease himself. “the bombs were horrible,” he finally said in a quiet voice, “i was scared for Lucy Gray, too. but see, she saved my life.” Coryo said, and y/n could see he hated to admit it. that a district girl could do good. all this propaganda about district people being animals and monsters worked well on them as children, but now, as they’re growing up, they’re seeing some truth for themselves. even if the propaganda is hard to erase from their minds. “i’m in her debt for that. and i’m not sure i could ever repay her.”

“you could help and make her win the games,” y/n suggested, but with nods from Coryo she knows he already thought of that, of course.

“i don’t know if i can do that,” he said in a frail voice, “she said to help her i should start believing she actually could win, but... i don’t think she’s gonna make it,” Coryo admitted, “other tributes are better at fighting and stronger than her, she barely has a chance. which means she’ll probably be one of the first ones to get killed, and then i’ll lose the Plinth prize and the Snow name will go into ruin.” he jumped to conclusions quickly, as she has found that he usually does, and it made her sigh. she pulled him in for an embrace, her arms around his neck, forehead to forehead, her curls tickling her cheek.

“i still can’t believe they let the games go on after the bombing,” she admitted quietly, “but that would be Capitol showing weakness, so of course they wouldn’t stop the games. but look,” she held his trembling face in her hands, trying to make him look at her, “you and Lucy Gray both have charm. as much as i’ve noticed, no one else does. and no one is as bonded to their tribute as you are. her song brought her a lot of donations, and you can work with that. she just has to hide out long enough and...”

“that’s where i stopped, too,” Coryo said and shook his head with a sigh again, “it was doomed from the start. Highbottom has something against me, i know he does. i got the last district, and i couldn’t help her – just as he wanted.”

“i still believe you can prove him wrong,” she argued back, convicted, “but as mentors, you are pretty helpless when the games start. it’s all up to the tributes themselves.”

Coryo looks up at her again, “i bet you would have made a great mentor,” he told her with that charming half-grin on his delicious lips that made her tilt her head at him in disbelief.

“me?” she echoed and Coryo nodded. “please, you’re just saying that to get into my pants. i can’t even make people like me at school, much less make the whole nation like someone from the districts enough to support them in the arena.” she shook her head. “i would be a terrible mentor.”

Coryo shook his head and pulled her closer to him again by her waist, her having taken a step back while talking. he had her attention now, she looked down at him again, with seemingly a question mark in her eyes. “i like you, and i’m from school,” he said as his hands slid up her back, his fingers so long and his palms so big he could cover just half her back with his hands.

“yeah, but i didn’t make you like me. i didn’t even try and here we are,” she said dismissively and meant to pull away again before Coryo kissed her lips again. ah, so that’s what he was trying to say – she didn’t even need to try to get him to like her. there was no effort, there was just her usual self and he liked her for that. it still seemed hard to believe, though. “i like you, too, by the way,” she butted in again before returning a kiss and smiled at Coryo chuckling at her little joke. he spread his legs for her to get even closer, now standing between them and kissing his pink lips with one of her hands splayed on his cheek and the other carefully ghosting over his snow-white curls, not wanting to ruin them.

but Coryo didn’t care, they were all dishevelled before they met up, anyway, and in this moment between them his own visual look didn’t matter that much to him. she was already kissing him, anyway, he’d won her over, so to say. and he was pulling her closer and closer to him with his hands roaming all about her back and her hips as their kisses grew more frequent, more hot, more messy. Coryo felt like his head was spinning, and he knew he was disobeying the doctor’s orders to rest and take everything easy with this. but he couldn’t help it. it was her.

he hoisted a leg of hers over his, surprising her and earning a gasp from her. which gave him the advantage to deepen the kiss with his tongue now poking at her own between their heated kisses, and he actually made her moan. it hummed so deliciously into his mouth and Coryo felt himself shudder because of it, his trousers tightening exponentially around his crotch. she was no longer afraid of ruining his perfect hair, she ran her hand through the soft curls and reached into his half-unbuttoned shirt with her other hand, skimming his perfectly-shaded naked skin with her careful hands. their kisses lost count and air ran out, but they just needed each other so much that they didn’t even notice. Coryo ran his hand across her up-hoisted thigh, even reaching under her dress, which made her hum against his lips again. “ungh, Coryo,” she mumbled into his burning mouth and grabbed onto his neck for support as he edged his hand higher and higher up her dress.

he might have reached near the spot where she had the most heat ignited for him, but her accidentally pressing her hand into a sensitive, wounded area on his back made him yelp out and jerk like he’d just been hit by live electricity. she immediately jumped off him and saw the hurt expression on his wincing face and felt guilty. a hand covered her mouth as the other one carefully reached out to him. Coryo took his shirt off and looked over his shoulder—though he could barely see that way—if any stitches had broken loose, and then exhaled sharply, suddenly sounding exhausted.

“Coryo, i’m so sorry,” she said in a hushed voice, still wary to touch him without his permission. he looked at her for a moment and then shook his head. she could see the pain was fading away by the expression on his face – the wince and cringe were slowly letting go of his facial muscles – but she still felt bad.

“don’t be,” he told her in a hoarse voice, “i didn’t tell you about my injuries. you couldn’t have known,”

“but i still feel bad,” she said and came closer to him again, “i—i could take a look for you. maybe stitch you up, uh...” Coryo shook his head just as she took his hands in hers, and his head hang low again. “i’m sorry, let me fix it.”

he gave her a firm head shake again. “you don’t need to, i’ll go to a medic tomorrow,” he assured her and looked up into her bambi eyes again. she looked so pretty to him suddenly. well, of course, she always looks pretty and beautiful to him, it’s just her emotions right now that made her eyes look bigger and... he couldn’t put it into words.

“i could... stay over, if you don’t want to be alone. we could just talk or sleep, whatever,” she suggested with a naïve smile on her over-kissed lips, though already knowing that it’s probably going to be a “no” from him, knowing that the two of them were a pretty private item. if they were an item at all, of course. and, of course, Coryo shook his head.

“it’s late, you should be home,” he told her and gave a kiss to one of her hands, “besides,” he added, getting close to her again, nose to nose, “i’ll just get carried away with you again and then i’ll bleed all over you,” he said with a slight smile, and she appreciated the notion of a joke from him this time, instead of her. she giggled and her head dipped lower, his words – both dangerous, comedic and enticing – making her blush as if she was as young as twelve or thirteen and a boy had just flirted with her for the first time. Coryo kissed her temple and squeezed her hands. “you’re irresistible to me.”

she looked into his eyes and saw nothing but sincerity and lust as he said those words, so she believed him. she took a deep breath and made a small smile, that blush ever present in her cheeks. “as you are to me,” she said, “you could stay over sometime, though, at my place. i’d love for you to stay over,” she admitted quietly before she got ready to leave.

Coryo made a sheepish grin at her words and walked her back down the stairs and to the door of his penthouse. he took her close in his arms again for one more time before she had to leave and whispered in her ear, “i can’t promise i’ll be on my best behaviour with no one but you around.” he told her words that made her shiver and she just smiled wide as she stepped away from him.

before slipping out and through his door in the hour of creeping dawn, she said something very characteristic of herself, “i’ll be counting on it.” and with a kiss blown to Coryo, she was out and on her way home.

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ganondoodle · 4 months

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totk cataclysm event wasnt just a great (but utterly missed) opportunity to change the map in techincally little ways that has drastic consequences both in stakes and in gameplay (like i mentioned before, flooding the gerudo desert would have meant devastating consequences for its ecosystem- like imagine little islands of sand still poking out, acting as a sort of last doomed refuge for sandseals- but also cahnged the entire gameplay of it, good chance to introduce some neat new ways to surf on water like a new ridable creature or an ice shield freezing a path while you surf on it, the gerudo being forced to save the city from drowing in various means or now living on the roofs, trying to adapt by building boats ect - also call back to older games?? since totk loves that so much ..-, vah naboris serving as the savest refuge being high above the water, even if non functional; similarly takign away ALL water from the zora region, gaving it all dry out would imemdiately turn into something way different and could mean death for the zora- forcing them to move to the lower parts of akkala for example- maybe vah ruta is still halfway functioning bc the faith the zora have to mipha, dorephan and sidon is, while not enough to keep it fully functional, but enough to generate some water so the most stubborn or brave zora set up around it like a last oasis; i know its somewhat done with death mountain but the gorons dont really suffer from it bc their only problem is a drugged rock that makes them mean and lazy ..- what about collapsing or exploding it, leaving a large crater that over the course of the game could start to grow with plant life since vulcanic earth is so fertile- some never seen before ones that was dormant in the lava and now that its cooled off is springing to life, which might seem good at first but for the area and its wildlife means loss of their habitat; the rito freezing over, but actually having to move, maybe into the tabantha canyon, building their new makeshift homes in between the walls of it- generally just switiching things around a bit would have done so much wihtout having to edit every last detail ((seriously tho, how did this game take so long given that botw took similar but they did that ENTIRE main map as detailed as it is AND made it all coherent with itself and its themes- im ranting again ..)

-but it ALSO would have been the perfect opportunity to introduce new weather types created by the sudden change in environment, somethign like a super strong wind that slows you when walking agaisnt and lets you jump much farther when with it- a darkness thing that clouds the world in utter darkness with only little light getting through anything that is caused by mushrooms from the udnerground invading the surface and their spores snuffs out all light (which could explain the weird darkness in the ruins from botw too!!), or just simply mist! making everything misty changes the entire feel of any environment drastically- you could make vertain enemies spawn only in certain weather conditions, lessening the repetive overuse of them; and that is only on the surface- what if the sky had sunbeams so strong it sets anything on fire if you dare to leave the shadows- to comabt it get a armor with a giant hat!! the underground could have been filled with different environments in the first place, but then of course thered be those dark spores of mushrooms, an entire forest you have to carefully travers other wise making them release their spores and make it all more difficult, glowy mushrooms, MORE glowy mushroms, theres so many weird ass shrooms IRL you could take inspo from!! maybe soemthing like a forest of kelp, long flowy plants obstructing view and making you anxious by any movement- there could be one thats a mimic or infected with miasma, slightly off color and its knobs are malice eyes that open only if it thinks you cant see it

(also for the idea of taking botws stuff and recontextualizing it, the guardians or shrines, now non fucntional, could be infected my miasma sometimes, maybe randomly to keep you guessing- an overgrown shrine suddenly lifting itself up with hands clawing at you when you get too close or do sth wrong to distrub it- similar with guardians tho the effect might be less since you know them as a threat already- or sth i mentioned in another post, a tower being used as a weapon by a gigatic miasma monster- the one in the gerudo region with the bottomless pit for example, perfect for an arena for you to run around in the spiral while its swinging at you etc etc)

JUST taking what botw had and mixing it up, expanding on it, even if technically little change, it could do so much but in the actual game death mountain and rito is the only ones that saw anything of a change like it, and it largely .. didnt change anything or was reversible easily, and had no actual consquences that meant anything, neither stakes nor environmental or narratively (the gerudo felt like it at first but its also largely reversible, its just kinda .. adding a bit of city)

i hhhhhhhhhhhhhh have so many thoughts still, i am just better at holding them back .... also dont wanna annoy lmao

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 1 month

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✮⋆˙ i got my hot pants on tonight; leo valdez x reader blurb

content: leo valdez x reader blurb warning: crappy spanish and like ONE 'fuck' but that's it frfr author's note: we backkkkkkk (hopefully). honestly, this one's gonna be a little cringey BUT i thought of it while i was on a road trip and it wouldn't leave me alone lmao- update post writing it...AND I LOVE ITTTTTT SHUT UP IF YOU DONTTTTTT

"leo! donde esta mi chico fuego?" you called as you walked into bunker nine, your hands hiding something behind your back. you were quite proud of your spanish, which you knew always left leo drooling when you spoke it. even if the pronunciation was all off and the grammar terrible.

"aquí, mi amor! give me a second, baby!" leo's voice called back, followed by a few painful sounding clanking sounds before leo came tripping out from behind some project. he glared back at the metal as if it had been out to get him before turn to you with a glimmer in his eyes. you're lips twitched upwards at the look, as it was one of your favorites.

"hiya, cutie," he mused as he made quick work of the distance between you two, eager to capture your lips as victims of his own. and you leaned forwards, always down for a kiss from your boy but purposefully keeping your arms behind you and your body leaned towards his. leo's lips twitched against yours at this, pulling back with a frown at the new kissing position. you smirked at him, which just caused his face to scrunch up more. and he couldn't look any cuter if he tried.

"i've got a present for you," you start and leo tilts his head in encouraging curiosity. "well, techincally, not 'got.' more of 'made.'"

"oh, stealing my love language, baby?" teased leo and you rolled your eyes at the boy before slowly pulling your arms from behind your back and presenting the gift to the boy, suddenly nervous. you knew he'd love it...right? but, what if you were over stepping or what if he hated it and never spoke to you again or-

"OH. MY. GODS. ARE YOU FUCKING WITH ME RIGHT NOW?" leo screamed, his loud voice echoing through bunker nine and surely reaching jason, who was currently at new rome. your racing thoughts were quickly blow away by his decibels, a smile gracing your face once more. leo took the present from your hands with the eagerness of a child, nearly jumping for joy as he inspected it.

it really wasn't anything to go all screaming about in your opinion, but clearly leo thought otherwise. you'd simply stolen a pair of his too-loved cargo pants and saved the fraying ends with embroidery thread. but, fixing his pants was far too simple for you. so, you went out of your way to make a little flame pattern for your chico fuego.

"baby. honey. love of my life. these are amazing. thank you, so much. i don't know what i'd do without you," leo mused, brightly giving you a smile before setting the pants down on a workbench and wrapping his arms around you, loving and appreciative kisses being pressed into your cheeks and hair and neck and shoulder and really anywhere else his lips could reach.

and then he was racing to his closet, dragging you behind him, determined to find the perfect fit to match his new jeans.

and, obviously, a matching fit for you too!!

he ain't going nowhere if he's not matching with his girl.

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starmistz · 2 months

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HxH - Dodgeball Scene

Note: This isn't really an analysis but more of a rant, hence it being messy, haha .. (^^ ;) Everything is based on my own opinion too, so I don't guarantee it would satisfy everyone. But anyway, enjoy ur read! :3

(Chapter 166, episode 70.)

If someone asks me which HxH scene is the most misunderstood one, I would say it's this:

I've seen almost EVERYONE in this fandom say that this scene was very "selfish" and "insensitive" of Gon. But dude, c'mon. Do you really think Gon wouldn't give a flying fuck about Killua getting hurt just for his own benefit? He isn't that type of friend. In fact, he literally hates it when Killua willingly hurts himself, like he gets so mad and bothered.

Take this scene for example:

But what piqued my interest was how he still kept this moment in mind after a bunch of chapters later:

It shows how he still didn't forget about that situation, and thought about this self-destructive trait of Killua carefully. Pretty ironic for getting mad at Killua for being like this when Gon himself is also self-destructive, haha. It's like it's indicating that Gon knows how it feels like being self-destructive, so he's trying to stop Killua from feeling that aswell. Keep that in mind though, I'll be talking about it later on. :3

In the mean time, I think it's important to look carefully on to details even if it's tiny. I noticed a few things about this panel too:

Only Gon is drawn with a 💢, and he's also doing a ❌️ finger sign (it's so funny.) I get it probably doesn't have any deeper meaning but the fact that it's like that shows how much he dislikes it if u ask me. 😭😭 I mean, bisky just looks disappointed, not mad. Why not add a 💢 on her too? That's 'cause she's not THAT bothered by it, and it's implying the difference of how they take this trait. And well, Gon takes it SERIOUSLY. So point is, he's not insensitive when it comes to Killua intentionally hurting himself as we see him clearly despising it.

Anyway, remember how I told u to keep that one thing in mind? Yeah, Gon knowing how it feels like being self-destructive and all. We all know that the reason he does this is because he feels weak, and so he has this need to prove himself strong and useful to feel better, right? Well.. I feel like as time goes by, Gon thinks that Killua is also doing this because of the same reason. He notices how far Killua goes just to prove himself worthy too. So when he voluntarily decides to take painful hits in the dodgeball game, Gon encourages it instead. He knows how it feels to be seen as weak, not useful, and not needed. Taking risks for something, but people don't encourage that. They just tell you to stop, not knowing that it would just make you feel even more useless, making you feel like you did all of that for nothing because it was never enough. Gon is aware of that, so he does the opposite to Killua. Don't you guys get it? If he told Killua to just stop, Killua would feel unworthy and not good enough. He's going out of his way to help Gon, he free-willingly decides to take those hits. If Gon told him to stop, it would feel like rejection–that Gon didn't appreciate all that effort, and is techincally telling Killua that his help meant nothing. You can see how Killua was so desperate, he was so pushy with the "I can take one more hit!!! Gon, let me do it!!" and now imagine if Gon said no💀 That would be rejecting his help/an act out of love (platonic or romantic idc.) THAT would be the one that's ACTUALLY insensitive to Killua.

So Gon shows appreciation and encouragement instead, letting Killua's effort not be in vain. Saying stuff like how he NEEDS Killua to be the one that holds the ball for him, how he can't focus if it's not Killua–he needs Killua's help and Killua himself. All of that, is definitely what Killua needed to know too. It literally made him smile and felt more upbeat after, how could people say it was insensitive and would hurt Killua's feelings? 😭 He's happy to know that Gon does care about his efforts for him after all. ᵔᴗᵔ ♡

One thing I'd like to say though is that; That was still unhealthy for both of them. They think self-destructing is the only way they'll feel loved. 🙁 Of course I agree that it was most definitely bad, and it's not a good thing that Gon just fueled up Killua's self-destructive tendencies even more..😭🙏 BUT the point here is that, it wasn't insensitive and selfish of Gon in that moment, okay!?!? They both saw it in a positive light, even though.. it was definitely bad... but uhm anyways yeah, everyone should stop being so upset with this scene. You all are misunderstanding it and it's painful. 😔

But hooray thanks for listening!

#hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh gon #hxh killua #killugon #gonkillu #killua zoldyck #gon freecss #gay subtext #queer subtext #we're all doomed #i cant do this #i hate it here

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spooky-bunnys · 10 months

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Taiju's Birthday Surprise!

(Name) sighed as he looked around the hideout. It was trashed. He wanted to surprise Taiju with a party for his birthday. But...(Name) ran a hand down his face.

How was he gonna have this place cleaned and decorated by the time Taiju was done at the church?! He would've started on this earlier but, he had to make he food and send Hakki and Yazuha out for the gifts he ordered.

(Name) took a deep breath and started picing up trash. After picking up almost all the trash, he started fixing the furniture. After finally flipping he couch right and putting the cushions where they belonged, he grabbed the broom and started swipping.

After sweeping and picking up the rest of the trash 3 hours had passed. He still needed to mop and decorate! Taiju had to be on his way by now!? (Name) felt like he was gonna cry. He just wanted to do something sweet for Taiju! Was that too much to ask?!

When the door to the entranced opened (Name) panicked and threw the bag of trash he was holding. Luckily it wasn't Taiju at the door, unluckily it was his childhood best friends at the door. The trash had hit Inui but expolded on Kokonoi, who looked like he was ready to strangle the person responsible.

Until he saw the teary eyed (Name) stting on the floor looking extremely stressed. The pair flinched at the broken look that was sent their way. Kokonoi motioned to Inui to talk to (Name), but the male pretended to not notice. Kokonoi grimced and bent down to (Name)'s level.

"H-Hey (Name). What's wrong?" (Name)'s tears slowly tarted falling. "I-I just wanted to throw a small party for Taiju since its his birthday. B-But there's so much to do....and-and I don't have enough time!" (Name) started crying harder.

Kokonoi winced and looked around. "Well the place looks nice and clean?" (Name) hid his face in his knees crying louder. Inui wanted to laugh at the way Kokonoi was freaking out, but he couldn’t. Inui sighed and looked around noticing the decorations.

"How about Koko and I decorate, while you set up the food and kitchen?" (Name) looked up and wiped his face with the sleeve of his (techincally Taiju's but its his now) hoodie and nodded. Once (Name) was out of the room the pair immediately got to work.

Knowing that Taiju was on his way. They didn't want (Name) to completely break down, besides if Taiju's finds out about it.....well it wouldn't be good for anyone. As they put the final touches on the decorations, Hakki and Yazuha walked in with multiple wrapped boxes and quickly made their way into the kitchen.

(Name) smiled at the two and showed them where to put the presents and showed them the cake. Which was a light blue iced cake with gold writting. It said "Happy Birthday Taiju ♥" which made the siblings smile. But what caught their attention was the sharks covering the cake.

Yazuha snorted and looked away while Hakki covered his mouth, trying not to laugh. (Name) seeing their reactions frowned. Thinking they didn't like it. "What are the sharks too much? But I thought he liked sharks! I even got him a huge shark plush for his birthday..."

Kokonoi quickly reassured (Name) that Taiju does love sharks. Inui nodded agreeing with his friend then, helped the siblings place the presents on the table. While he did that Kokonoi informed the other members about the surprise birthday party.

As the other members arrived (Name) explained what was happening and "told" (threatened more like) the members hat if they ruined Taiju's party, there would be more then just hell to pay. So the members were on their absolute best behaviors.

It didn't take Taiju long to get to the hideout. After getting some drinks he was asked to get by (Name). Although he was confused on why they needed so many drinks. When he opened the door he expected was a loving welcome from his (Name). Not his hideout being pitch fucking black and suspiciously quiet.

When the lights turned on everyone jumped from their hiding spots yelling out happy birthday. Of course everyone, including (Name), was a safe distance from the door in case Taiju started swinging. Which he did. Well sort of.

"Oh my god! Is he okay?!" Taiju had thrown the a bag of the drinks at one of the lower gang members. Knocking him out. Kokonoi groaned and ran a hand down his face. He joined a gang full of morons. He could feel himself losing braincells daily. Inui patted his friends back. Feeling his frustration and annoyance.

(Name) quickly made his way to Taiju throwing his arms around the larger male's mid-section. Taiju looked down with a raised eyebrow, which (Name) returned with a bright smile. "Happy birthday Tai-kun!" Taiju held (Name) close and looked away with a small blush covering the top of his ears.

"Thanks or whatever." (Name) smiled and hugged him tighter. Earning a small smile from the male. Taiju wouldn't amit it aloud but....this was one of his best birthdays ever. He will always remember this day.

Bonus:

(Name): *slowly hands Taiju a large wrapped box* I wasn't sure what to get you. So i got you something you can sleep with when I'm not able to be there at night, or when you have to work away for a while....

Taiju: *opens the box to see a large (color) shark plush* I-Its nice. Thanks. *looks away blushing*

(Name) :*smiling brightly*

Hakki to Yazuha: *whispers loudly* SIMP!

It's late I know, but I had to do something for my man Taiju. Happy Birthday Tai!

#male reader #x male reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x male reader #taiju shiba x male reader #taiju x male reader #taiju shiba #shiba taiju

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 3 months

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hi Jake! I absolutely love your blogs, and I’m wondering if you can do some Homicidal Liu/liu woods hcs? :3 please & thank you!!

GUH LIU <333 He's my special guy I love him

TW: Mentions of abuse, trauma, very light gore, a little angst

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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General Liu Headcanons

The biggest thing about Liu that effects his day to day life is his DID

He grew up in a very dysfunctional home, where his parents only really had kids as makeshift butlers and to live vicariously through them

Liu, being the older brother had a lot of the "harder" tasks given to him such as cooking for the family, making sure everyone had clean clothes, when jeff was a baby he had to change jeff's diapers, etc

So both kids were very mentally unstable from the start, but what really set the hammer in the coffin for Liu developing DID was that whenever he either did something wrong or didn't do his "chores", he was severely punished by being locked in a closet with no food, water or bathroom privileges for unknown amounts of time

This being said, he has waaay more alters than just Sully, Sully is just the one that fronts the most due to Sully being the main protector of the system

Other than Sully, Liu's system is made up of mostly littles and caretaker alters

Which can be very scary at times, so he does everything in his power to make sure that if someone does happen to front, it isn't any of the littles

Ok, i'm done talking about his DID now

I imagine him to either be fully Columbian or mixed Columbian with American

Jeff is the same way

Speaking of Jeff, Liu is about 5 years older than Jeff

Also on the topic of Jeff, Liu still very much loves his brother, and understands that during the "incident" he was very mentally unstable and he wasn't entirely in control of his own actions at the moment

But after being reunited with Jeff, it took a very, very long time for Liu to even stay in the front of his mind when around Jeff, let alone feel safe around him

Over the years, their relationship has significantly improved

Liu still doesn't feel comfortable being alone with Jeff, or even really going anywhere with Jeff, but he is able to hang out with him and talk

His height is around 5'9"

He always smells like vanilla and sometimes like a grandma's perfume

SPEAKING OF GRANDMAS

Liu is a total grandma

He says "oh lordy lord" after waking up from a long nap, he does the english teacher cardigan tuck, he says "kids these days", etc

But he's chill guys I swear (Jeff come get your boy he just said "Flabbergasted" in front of the hoes)

Also he loves plants

so much

someone stop this guy

It started out innocent enough, just a few plants to take care of because he read that taking care of plants can help with depression

And then he kind of spiraled

He has names for all of them, designated personalities, sometimes he knits them clothes for their pots

He's generally a very quiet guy

I wouldn't say shy per se....but he's like....shy in a cool history teacher way

guys he takes it up the butt

Woah who said that??? wild. Anyways!

He's so gentle and calming guh..

Love that guy, he's so special to me

ALSO he doesn't techincally have any pets but like...there's this one stray cat that comes around that he feeds and in return the cat brings him little dead things

He's named him "Harold Jackson"

He likes to read

He's one of those booktok girlies with all the tabs and highlighters

Genuinely squeals like a bitch when he sees a "Penguin Classics" book out in public

(I'm projecting onto him)

His proxy tattoo is on his shoulder, like right on top of it

He got his ears pierced at the young young age of 25 (reluctantly. Jeff forced him)

And now he wears all sorts of fun earrings! (he wears those e-boy cross earrings...)

His spotify wrapped consisted of David Bowie, Hozier, Cigarettes after sex, and mitski

His favorite color is beige and his hobbies include ironing clothes and sending emails <33

Guys idk if you can tell but i love him a lot

#creepypasta #slender mansion #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x you #creepypasta x female reader #jeff the killer #jeffery woods #homicidal liu x reader #homicidal liu #homocidal liu #liu woods

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tinyidle · 8 months

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Hear me out

Poly!(G)I-DLE with Miyeon being the only sub

hear me out (4)

ǝʎǝs ɹoll - CMY x ot5

WARNING: smut, group sex, roughish sex, heavy kissing, slight voyeurism, groping, some aggressiveness, nipple sucking, clit stimulation, fingering, vague scissoring mention, vague cunniligus mention, squirt mention, aftercare mention, switch!idle, switchdom!soojin, subby!miyeon, all fiction ofcofc

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤᘡ ۫ 𖨂 𓈒 🦑 ۟ ៹ 𓂂

she's a work of art, for sure. she's broken people's hearts, but for the better. especially minnie's. the only thing she hasn't done was fuck people up. well, she techincally did mind fuck them, but not on purpose. however, she was now currently getting fucked up. not beaten, but actually fucked to her mind's content.

"fuck, your tits feel so full," shuhua commented as she felt the eldest's succulent breasts. miyeon would usually giggle at how much the youngest loved her chest, but she was too occupied as her sides and core were being firmly groped by soyeon and yuqi, let alone minnie feverishly kissing her. minnie occupied miyeon's mouth so much that her moans were muffled to near silence as she felt soyeon's long, manicured nails rub against her clothed clit.

oh yeah. miyeon only had her undergarments all while the rest were completely naked.

soojin was in the back, waiting for each girl to get her handful of the woman until she would be able to get her for herself, although she knew it'd be hard with minnie around.

as miyeon was being stimulated all over, each woman were pleasuring each other as well: soyeon, with her other hand, was pushing her fingers into yuqi's cunt, making the ash blonde woman groan as she harshly groped soyeon's ass; shuhua was also groaning as minnie had her fill of groping her breasts as shuhua cupped her older lover's core.

soon after, soojin couldn't handle it anymore and pushed all the others away. "i need to have you, now," she murmered before pulling out the eldest's breasts out her bralette. miyeon gasped from the aggressiveness before letting out a high-pitched moan from soojin sucking one of her nipples.

"f-fuck!" she squealed as soojin pulled her panties to the side and pushed two fingers into the sopping wet entrance. the oldest couldn't stop herself from making loud noises from the pleasure, eyes fighting to stay open as she heard soojin groaning on her nipple from yuqi pushing her fingers in her now wet entrance, using her other hand to keep her ass open.

soon yuqi was moaning from shuhua reciprocating the same thing her cunt and ass, and the same with soyeon to shuhua, and the same with minnie to shuhua. and so it continued like that, a rotating method of continuous pleasure. the women went at it like wild animals. fucking furiously until all of their inner walls clenched together, crying out in unison as they came in waves. all of them took time to relax before going to make miyeon cum one last time.

the woman was nearly thrashing about, barely about to take the amount of lips and fingers licking and sucking and fucking her. "please! p-please! i wanna, 'nna…" she slurred, cheeks red while her face was that of a dazed puppy.

that was when shuhua pulled off of her clenching hole, realizing miyeon wanted to cum again. all it took was yuqi smiling down at her flushed face, with minnie saying "cum for us, myeonnie" and soon enough, she had soyeon grinding against her clit, making her scream as she sprayed all over the floor and soyeon's lap.

all five women quickly got up and cleaned themselves before pulling miyeon to her feet and practically carrying her out of the room. she was sleepy, orgasm-drunk, and fucked out of her mind. but that didn't matter right now. she just needed sleep, which is what her girls were here for-- pampering their cute unnie.

#hear me out #gidle smut #miyeon smut #minnie smut #soojin smut #soyeon smut #yuqi smut #shuhua smut

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octoshott · 3 months

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So. Side Order, huh?

I've been chewing on my thoughts over this for a good few days now. Want to spit them out somewhere. Vague-ish spoilers ahead.

I want to preface this with saying that I love Splatoon, I've been playing it since 1, really dropped off near the end of 2. Nintendo made Octo Expansion for me, they released it on my birthday and I love it so fucking much.

Side Order is fun, but lacking criminally in content.

You can argue Roguelites are like this in general, its the core princible to replay them over and over again and as someone who enjoys Roguelites, I agree!

However, a key thing that good roguelites do is continously give you a reason to keep playing- whether that be addictive gameplay or, usually, good story and lacing that in with difficulty that becomes the players goal to lessen- It rewards the player for being curious, experimental and above all else persistant.

I am fully aware that difficulty, due to Splatoon's target audience, in something like a roguelite was never going to be an easy thing to balance let alone pull off but having the main plot resolve itself once you hit the top of the tower was, in my opinion, the first of its blunders.

I feel as if the Splatoon developers know how much the lore and worldbuilding of these games matter to players. Side Order was advertised in very similar veins to Octo Expansion. The trailers had mystery and intrigue with clear connections to the well recieved and loved Octo Expansion to the point of having the same protagonist among other simularities.

They were clearly teasing this to be a successor of SOME capacity to Octo Expansion. And even as I went into this expecting it to be nothing like OE in terms of it's personal weight, I wasn't expecting something so short.

Classically, in roguelites that focus on story, you would gain story beats the more you replay. And techincally you gain this with the keys gathered from each fully cleared palette. But usually your story rewards in roguelites come from clearing or attempting runs and rewards:

With Side Order's story being resolved the MOMENT you step onto floor 30 with no real context unless you've intentionally avoided the top or have genuinely been slowed by its difficult (which I assume is what the devs intended) makes it's climax feel fast paced and lackluster- undeserved, even.

And, yes, I am fully aware that when you climb the tower agani after the credits role, you begin gain more lore about whats going on. But with the actual, main threat neutralized in every possible way it feels as if this lore should've been offered to us much sooner and much more spread out for a better pay off.

It's story feels like its being told out of order and, in my personal opinion, the themes and actual telling methods of Side Order we're a largely missed opportunity to tell something a bit more indepth. Climbing a tower that gives you essentially nothing until you reach floor 30 (which in my experience takes about 35-40 minutes) only to recieve about two scentences of lore is incredibly tiring and feels dissastifying when the main plot is already over.

It's lack of variation in level design, tasks and chips doesn't help with the climb each time if you're looking for the lore or just to 100% either. And you can argue this is a roguelite problem, but Splatoon's scenario's for a tower climb are pitifully small and you will start to seem repeat almost immediatly on your second or third run.

I also feel like it relies far too heavily on the player knowing and caring about Octo Expansion. I'm not saying that I think it was a bad idea to have most of what's going on in Side Order happening because of Octo Expansion's events. Hell, I was happy when they were very blatently showing this early on.

But it does very little with its ties to Octo Expansion, making Side Order feel like its constantly struggling to be its own thing away from the original DLC.

I think I can almost see what they wanted to go for here, and its frustrating, it felt close to something at least telling a decent story.

Every single little beat I've gotten has helped me understand more and more what they were going for, but since the main conflict is already resolved I find it hard to be excited and more frustrated that I wasn't given these during my initial playthrough.

I feel as though the roguelite formula was an interesting idea that they polished the best of their ability and to make work both for casual and experience players- but I think thats where the problem comes in.

With Side Order being the same price as Octo Expansion and offering very little in terms of replayability and most especially for me, story, the whole thing ends up feeling like a muddled mess that would've worked better had the roguelite aspect perhaps been dropped in general for a general tower climb.

Missed opportunies feel like they decorate Side Order in a way that leaves me fairly disappointed.

I think, overall, Side Order is a fun time that can be enjoyed but the way it was implimented into the gameplay formula was largely a mistake, especially coupled with the marketing of this being something more indepth with its story when it's not, and I can absolutely understand why I'm seeing a lot of disappointment for it.

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #splatoon side order #side order #splatoon spoilers #side order spoilers #i just wanted to spit my thoughts out somewhere #i could've gone more into my grievances with the plot but i wanted to generalize this and its already too long #but i definitely feel mismarketed too #i say this as someone whos enjoying it despite its lack of content #i am DEFINITELY let down in terms of what they seemed to be implying in trailers #and if you enjoy side order thats fine all the more power to you #salutes #scrolls.txt

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chryso0 · 6 months

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I'm doing a chapter analysis that nobody asked for on the chapter. “The Boss’s Secret Fur Ball Life” — Aka the iconic aki-kitty extra

This chapter lives rent free in my head, but there is some other stuff going on that i just love about this episode, other then the very obvious fan service.

Lets start off with the fact this is one of those rare episode where everything is actually from Asami’s POV. It’s his dream we are seeing and its a nice window into his own thoughts, and feelings about his relationship with Akihito. And i think if we dig deep it also shows his own fears, insecurties and worries about their relationship too.

The first few pages start off with what the real Asami does on a day to day basis when he returns home from work, which we’ve seen in many different formats through out the series. It goes something like this - the standard greeting at the doorway (which is based on classic anime domestic troupe, where typically the wife greets her husband at the door when he’s back from work), they eat dinner together, and Asami always takes a shower, etc….

In the lense of the dream that all remains the same - but of course with the twist that Akihito is a cat! In this version Akihito is waiting at the door for Asami to return home- though if you point that out to him he will promptly deny having done something so clingy (very aki like). Then Akihito eats happily from his little cat bowl (aki do be loving his food!) (on another note given Akihito is usually the one cooking for Asami, i find it funny that in this version Asami is the one feeding Aki) And then Asami takes his shower, and like many cat owners can attest the cat (aka Aki-kitty) follows his owner into the bathroom, so that when Asami steps out of the shower Aki-kitty is staring right at him.

At that moment, i think there is a brief second were we all recognize that it’s a prime oppertunity for things to divulge into something we’ve come to expect from Asami. I mean Aki-kitty is blatantly staring right at it and then he waves his little feather toy and asks if its playtime. If this was real life - there’d be no question of what would happen next. But it doesnt happen, because suddenly theres an incoming call, and it interupts any thought of fooling around with his kitty.

So the question I ask is why? This whole dream is supposed to be Asami’s fantasy, right? One where Akihito is hanging on him, begging for attention, and doing things that the real life Akihito would never do?

So why in this moment, in his own dream, is Asami’s thinking about work?

Is it because dream iteself is a reflection of whats happening in real world. When he wakes from his dream later we find out that he’s been on a business trip for the last week and hasn’t been home, hasn’t been able to see Akihito. And just like in the dream, in the real world he is techincally “home” (aka returning from his business trip) but despite being “home” there is still work that has to be done. Just like in the dream. He still has obligations that prevent him from being with Akihito.

Back in the dream, he takes the call, even while Aki-kitty persistently clings to him. Again though, remeber whose dream this is? Who is the one truly frustrated and wants attention? Is it Akihito? or is Asami the one thats subcousiously frustrated?

Aki-kitty continues to give signs of wanting attention, he brushes the feather in Asami’s face and still he is ignored. Eventually the continued snubing, leads Aki-kitty to lash out and he swats not at Asami - but at the phone. And yes Aki Kitty is selfishly demanding attention when he does this act, but I also think he is subvertly pointing out the fact that Asami’s work life is never ending- even at home. That even after a full day at work, Asami is still preoccupied with it, to the point that he can not give his fully attention to Akihito. That is private life is suffering as a result of him always putting work first.

I am not saying this is a real problem they face as a couple, as its never been discussed as a problem in the storyline. But its not as if Akihito would ever admit to it being a problem, as he is far to stubborn to say so. But I do simply find it interesting that Asami seems to be subconiously aware of this. As if he too doesn’t want work to get in the way of his relationship with Akihito, and he is at least conscious of how it can disrupt his relationship. Luckily, The dream itself almost serves as a reminder for him, as when he wakes up and Kirishima reminds him of his meeting - he decides then and there that those obligations can wait because he wants to see Akihito.

But back in the dream world, after Akihito’s little fit, Asami still chooses work over him and picks up the phone again. And it only leads to a disaster. The cat knocks over some food and breaks a dish. Whether Aki kitty does this purposfully to finally catch Asami’s attention is simply beside the point, because the act does stop Asami in his tracks.

One a little detail you might not have noticed with that particular scene is the bottle of ketchup on the ground, and what I believe is meant to be meatballs and tomato sauce- meaning if this image was in color Akihito might look like as if he was covered in blood. Which explains why Asami looks genuinely worried and carefully kneels down next to Akihito to check if he is hurt.

This part always gets me 🥺 because I can only imagine the things he is thinking about or remembering when he sees what he thinks is a bloody Akihitio *COUGH COUGH naked truth arch COUGH COUGH* and Maybe this is a bit of a stretch, but i almost feel like when he sees it he just goes rigid. That fear he feels of seeing Akihito getting hurt. It just trumps all things - even a god damn phone call!

After that Asami priorities get straight and he finally gives Aki-kitty the much deserved attention he wants. Even after battling the cat in the bath, Asami is still expressing his relief that Akihito was not harmed.

Then of course, just as things are about to get good - Kirishima wakes Asami up 😠

Though it ends as it should with Asami admiting that he wants to “priortize” Aki 🥹🥰

#finder no hyouteki #asami ryuichi #takaba akihito #you're my loveprize in viewfinder #finder series #finder metas

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prettyboykatsuki · 1 year

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ari. I would literally sell my SOUL to hear more abt this rin sae idea fkfjdkshsaj what pact with which demon do I need to make for you to tell us more ?!?!?!!!!

cw ; techincally not incest but given the interaction..... im going to count it as incest lol. specifically between the itoshi brothers sorry. otherwise consensual in every, very psychological etc, fem + afab reader, 18+

It's techincally your idea that sparks the events. Or your comment, to Sae, about how sorry you feel for his little brother that winds you up in this sort of predicament.

You do really feel bad for Rin for what it's worth. Your boyfriend, Sae, is not the most emotionally intelligent man in the world. But even beyond that, he has a definite amount of love for his little brother that he doesn't often let himself express anymore. Even after they made amends (and you're using that word loosely), it's always been awkward between them.

Rin is cute. They're close in age but he's so needy and petty that he feels like a little brother. You think Sae knows the extent of it. How often Rin seeks his validation, indirectly or not, trying to appeal to him. Trying to be needed by him or praised. Anything worth his time.

Sae is incapable of actually addressing the elephant in the room. It's hard enough for him to say sorry to you. He's prideful and his ego always gets in his way.

This is happening, mostly, because you feel bad for them both. It's happening because you want Rin to be happy and okay. It's happening because you think he deserves better and Sae should be better at apologizing.

You think you should feel repulsed by the sensation in the room. The air is so thick with tension it makes your lungs feel sticky - like there's webs around them that won't let you breathe.

And your head is rested in Sae's lap. This isn't an unusual feeling. Sae's affection for you is a backdrop in the situation - your head in his lap as he caresses your cheek, sharp eyes dropping down occasionally to check on you. Smiling at how fucked out you are, a teasing lilt like nothings different.

But RIn, is unfamiliar. He's different. Strangely, he's eager. You can feel every inch of him, so deep inside you - you can't think. His expression is strained, brow pinched and cheeks blushed. Little blue eyes softened painfully, with his lashes fluttering.

"Easy, Rin. 's okay. I'm not going anywhere." You say, and Rin looks at you like you've hung the moon. He looks ecstatic. An expression you've never seen.

(Never could've seen, really. It's only there because Sae's there, but that doesn't make you feel sick. It should, shouldn't it?)

And maybe because of you, or because of this situation.

"You're doing well, Rin. She's feeling good."

That's when it hits him. You can see it. Feel it in the way his cock twitches inside of you, that short hiccup that breaks off into a silent sob as Sae says it. Rin feels good. He feels good because of it, and there's something so wrong about how it makes him desperate. Or there should be.

To see such bone deep arousal and comfort in such a simple phrase, that he's been so deprived from for so, so long.

But you feel relief instead, when Rin ruts his hips up inside of you with a wet sob. You feel relief when Sae laughs under his breath, quietly and warmly. When Sae reaches towards Rin, to pat his cheek and touch him so lightly

And Rin looks so gentle and so sweet, you can't help but shiver. He fucks into you again, a thankfulness and affection brimming inside of him that he can't get rid.

"That's it, Rin. There you go." Sae says again, easily. Rin holds your hips, fingers digging into your sides. Sae reaches for your clit. You hear Rin whimper, practically. An honorific long abandoned of affection returning to his vocabulary like so many years before.

An entire relationship history unearthed so easily. "Nii-san." Rin whimpers, just before saying your name. You smile and Sae reaches to run his fingers through Rin's hair.

You know, in some way, that there's something so off about all of it. But deep down, you don't feel that way. You're relieved that they've found each other again. And maybe you're sick too, for being happy to be in the middle. To mediate. No longer an outsider even to this kind of sick affair.

You don't feel disgust when Rin sobs for his big brother. You feel relief when Sae replies. With tenderness he's always held back.

"Yeah. I'm here."

#incest cw #dark content cw #return to sender #IDK HOW TO TAG THIS #and honestly i would love to write this as a Whole Thing but i cannot reach anymore rock bottoms #i just. the RELIEF i think r/n would feel in this instance .... its so haunting #prettyboy.thirsts

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