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dreaming-about-seireitei · 9 months ago

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Re: the 'talk about for hours meme' -- "2. Certain fictional characters : from books or anime, I can give you full essays on them"

Could I have your full essays on Matsumoto and Shinji!! (Feel free to split into two posts if it's weird/too long to do them both in one, haha.)

OUH. MYGOD. This is what I have been waiting for. Yesssss I CAN. Also, I think I will split it into two separate posts, because I want to cover more aspects. So this will only be about Matsumoto Rangiku. But beware, you brought this upon yourself. It will be long af (roughly about 1900 words). I hope it all makes sense!

Also, everything I say is totally my opinion, the way I see them, and the "analysis" (nothing too formal) I made is based on anime only and/or maybe some spoilers (because I don't own any Bleach manga yet😭)

In the beginning, I need to mention that in my opinion (and as I mentioned in a previous post), she is actually a very humane, relatable and complex character. And this is why I like her so much. However, she is, most of the times, underappreciated.

So usually when people are talking about her, they get to mention her her physical appearance, which is normal and is what you do with everyone, but then something interesting happens.

When it comes to her personality, she is often viewed and portrayed as a shallow, superficial and unbothered woman. Kind of the standard beautiful but ignorant woman trope portrayed in most media.

But she is not just a plain character made to fill in some gaps and have a few lines. And while I agree she has a few flaws (that I'll talk about later), I feel like this portrayal of her couldn't be more wrong.

In actuality, she is a very well constructed character, that we subjectively misjudge, because we have certain expectations when we see an architype of fictional universes and forget to look past certain traits. And you might ask "Okay, dude, but what do you mean by that?" Well, let me explain.

But to get even deeper with how much of a complex character she is, as we go further along with the anime, we know that Gin leaves with Aizen. Even since then, we knew something was going on with those two, when he apologized to her. But as it was revealed later, Gin was her childhood friend, the one she even lived with for a while. The first person she ever loved from what I know (not sure if romantically or platonically, but love, none the less). Now, imagine how destroyed she must feel about him leaving with a man that betrayed, used and lied to everyone in their community without any explanation whatsoever. More so, imagine how worried she must be everyday for him, not ever knowing if he'll come back. Imagine how she has to live with this constantly in the back of her mind, and still be a good shinigami and fight with the fear that one day, she might have to fight him. The strength one has to have to be able to continue life with these realizations in mind, every day, without breaking once, is colossal. How mature you have to be adapt to this kind of situation so fast, even if you hate the reality this is bringing you in, is the proof of being not only very emotionally intelligent, but also intelligent overall. And not to mention how she carries this burden seemingly alone, because nobody seems to ever ask her if she's alright or care whatsoever for her problems, probably because of her optimistic, cheery personality.

Firstly, when we initially get to meet her, in the episode of Aizen's "death", we see her restraining Hinamori and getting her to jail, as a good lieutenant would do at the orders of her captain, right? But after that, we witness a conversation those two have, in which we can clearly see that Matsumoto does empathize with Hinamori, telling her she understands how frustrated she is, but she needs to think about her squad and priorities and to not make any allegations (when Hinamori was about to say she knew who "killed" Aizen).

In that small dialogue, we get to understand that not only, is Rangiku very levelheaded, but also she cares about Hinamori enough to tell her it is not her place to make those accusations and she lets to be understood that she will regret saying anything more, and tries to guide her to better priorities. She does everything in a serious, yet not necessarily harsh manner. She feels as many emotions as everyone about what just happened, and yet she thinks about what is best to be done and how to be efficient, while still empathizing with and not blaming Hinamori for anything. And she keeps that attitude towards her even later, in the fake Karakura Town arc, when Hinamori clearly calls Aizen "captain", but Rangiku still has an understanding, yet compassionate and worried attitude towards her (and to be honest, that is more than I would've had for her at that point). That already says so much about her character and moral compass.

Which brings me to the next point. We always see her as being this bright, obnoxious ray of sunshine. Party girl who likes to drink, sometimes a little too much (but I would too in her situation), who's everyone's friend. From hanging out, getting drunk with the boys, or being there for Hitsugaya (she was even the one who told him to be a shinigami in the first place, and made sure to make him understand it would be best for him to do so), to even having a heartfelt conversation with Orihime when she gets jealous and depressed. Rangiku is an optimistic, reliable person who you can have fun with and trust with your heart. But who's there for her the way she is there for others? Because I don't see her talking about any of her personal issues, besides this one exception with Hitsugaya once. So not only is she strong to keep herself composed and with the mind clear, ready to battle anytime, but she is also succeeding in doing so alone, with no support system (that I know of). So she has the power of continuing to battle for what is right and be there for everyone in a very enthusiastic way, with a broken heart that still has room for hope, and with an intelligent mind that still makes room for fun.

Now, everything I have mentioned so far are her positive traits. Of course, she wouldn't have been a very good constructed character if she didn't have any flaws. That's also what makes her even more relatable and humane. But what is again very interesting here, is that her flaws seem to be very much in contrast with her positive traits.

Also, talking about being ready for battle, there is one more point I need to add. Considering everything I mentioned earlier, we also need to talk about how good of a fighter and strategist (not to mention how strong willed) she is.

Remember: she had a portion of her soul stolen (at least that's what I understood) by Aizen! And if we are to recall the encounters she had with arrancars (and fights overall), we can surely say she had some interesting strategic moves, as well as some decent, interesting decisions in battle. So we can only imagine what kind of a fighter she would have become if she had her soul intact. All though I will not dive deeper into this (because I will have to rewatch all of her fights, and even then get into a subject that I'm really not good at), I can definitely say she is not a lieutenant for nothing. She is definitely a capable, devoted and loyal lieutenant, fighter and ally.

We can also see a similar circumstance with her shallow and vain demeanor whenever she talks about shopping and getting nice things. Because we need to remember she grew up poor! And not only that, but she was dying of starvation. When Gin found her, she was on the verge of death. And as she grew, like most kids in Rukongai, she had mostly nothing. So to one extend, I can really understand why, as an adult, she would prefer to spend her money as she likes without any reservations. I think it helps healing her inner child and can also be a coping mechanism that she developed along the years, to help cope with everything she goes through by herself.

When we think about her flaws, we picture in our minds her laziness and how conceited and vain she can be sometimes. We can also talk about how unbothered or easygoing she seems to be in many situations. And her drinking problem (which I am not going to talk about, because in my own balkan view, it doesn't really look like a problem, just that when she parties, she goes hard, and I would too and I get it).

But I found that her laziness is in strong contrast with her strong will to fight and how ready she is for battle anytime. Which is not something a lazy person will do. We have plenty of great characters that can be very intelligent and impressively created, but who are very lazy and find many things (such as fighting) as a "drag" or "nuisance". She could do the same, but she doesn't. Which leads me to believe that it's not laziness per se, it's most likely the boredom and uninteresting facade of doing chores like paperwork. And I see that as fitting to her, because she probably needs strong and intense sensations to fixate on something and not be distracted by her own mind (my opinion).

And even that, I think it really depends on how important her role would be as the responsible person in said situations. Because if you remember the flashbacks of her being a lieutenant under Kurosaki Isshin, she was the one who scolded him for not doing work. Of course, it wasn't like she was working anywhere near the amount Hitsugaya would, in any day, but still more than now. And I think that was exactly because someone had to. It was important for the captain to have someone who would nag him from time to time, so that's what she did. Just like how it is important for Hitsugaya to have a ray of sunshine to cheer him up and get him out of his sometimes-too-serious way.

And sure, she doesn't like being called "old", like most women, and she cares about her looks a lot, but I think that also comes from a place of not knowing or having the privilege of getting to care about those things as child. Which she finally has now, as an adult, and of course she takes advantage of that now and thinks about those things.

With all of this being said, I think the only conclusion here is that Matsumoto Rangiku is a strong, very reliable, smart woman with the emotional intelligence above many other characters (and people) that we get to see usually in fictional universes (or even real life). She is the kind of person I would love to have as a friend, and I wish I could have the honor of being there for her, because she deserves it. With a heart of gold and a personality brighter than the sun, Matsumoto Rangiku is the glue that holds so many things together and is one of the many needed pieces of our Bleach puzzle. And yes, she is also very hot and I would tap that.

And concomitantly, we see her seemingly self-absorbed personality that shows up from that to time and the contrast that makes with how much empathy and devotion she demonstrates.

This made me think of just the way we perceive people sometimes without having the full story on them. Because I think that it may be a misunderstanding of her character.

What I mean by this is that, maybe, we misunderstood those traits, and in reality is just her confidence. A lot of self confidence and care for one's self can be missinterpreted as shallowness if we either don't have the full story, or if that person is not slightly modest in admitting the good things about themselves. Which is an interesting way to see her, that would further demonstrate how cool she is (but considering this hypothesis is only that, a hypothesis, it might just be two contrasting traits she has, which either way, make her an interesting person).

Bonus: this is the song that always reminds me of her for some reason -

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#i tried my best to be coherent #i hope it all makes sense #matsumoto rangiku #bleach #my opinion on characters

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alterkishi · 10 months ago

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man OH MAN, the more i complete the game by picking the options i hadn't chosen, the MORE i ship the idiots that are Chris and Riley

hell, even their main colors are complementary to each other (yellow/purple)

this will be a rather long post about the dynamics between these two (there WILL be spoilers under the cut, beware!)

chrisley fans unite :)

(i will be referring to them both as male- yeah i'm a fan of fluff BL and i'm biased af and headcanon them both as he/him)

chris, yeah he can be a bastard at times (rarely treating riley all that well during the first few cases, but overall not THAT bad and you get the choice to go along with chris's jokes/opinions which makes him happy)

the real deal starts during case 4 and where riley comes to the police station for support, he does notice how scared chris genuinely was, and that he found out chris may seem arrogant and full of pride... but still has a soft sensitive part in him

choosing to hide in the same cabinet with chris gives you the option to HUG HIM TO CALM HIM DOWN, THAT IS SO SO SWEET??

YOU ALSO GET AN ACHIEVEMENT FOR IT AND CHRIS HIMSELF IS THE ICON PICTURE FOR A TITLE CALLED "FAVORITE BLANKET"

later on chris shows that he actually REALLY does care about riley and letting him hide in his apartment when riley says the SMAKS are going after him too

at first chris seemed like he didn't care at all but even during his depressed state he STILL bothers to care about riley's well-being

at the end of chris's route A, riley's inner voice even states that... both the 2 will move forward with each other, this means that it's implied that they would be extremely close and have a really sweet and fun dynamic together

the fact that chris says he has no problem living with riley though? he has fully and completely trusted riley, and moreso that they will have a dynamic similar to Chief and Flare

which ALSO parallels the fact that chris is a Flare fanboy and has gotten used to using the hydraulic gloves (that act like the gear Flare uses)

and riley's Rank A title that can be earned from Chief's route A

overall... i just really love the chemistry that the team wrote for these 2, it's no wonder the ship is really popular

even if you don't ship them/not referring their dynamic as a ship, you can't deny that they're so adorable and hilarious together

#not exactly a hero #neah #riley brown #chris lee #neah riley #neah chris #neah chris x riley #GOD I AM SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT THEM #it's been so long since i hyperfixated over ships too #since i rarely do shippings in general

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kanghera · 2 years ago

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Some completed manhwas that I have read *may contain spoilers*

***I’ll keep editing this post***

My gently raised beast

Length: 93 chapters + 13 side stories Art: good, one of the best ones Genre: supernatural characters (beast), fantasy, European themed (duke, emperor, princess etc) Recommendation: swoon worthy, good plot and backstory would recommend Notes: initially it can get a little disinteresting as for 30 something chapters the ML and the FL are just young children however the build up is worth it

The tainted half

Length: 40 chapters Art: absolutely beautiful Genre: ancient Korean or Chinese themed, concubines, kings, some supernatural phenomenons, fantasy, contains sexual themes Recommendation: definitely recommend, very unique plot different from typical historical manhwas, also it’s short and easy to follow Notes: the ML and the antagonist are twin brothers hence they essentially have the same facial features however the hair, plot, direction and dialogue makes them distinct. The ML is also extremely swoon worthy and one the best long haired ones in a while (don’t worry even though they’re twins the antagonist is nothing in comparison)

The double agent

Length: 73 chapters + 3 side stories Art: definitely pretty, we love platinum hair MLs Genre: modern historical manhwa, detectives, spies etc. European themed, tragic themes, contains sexual themes Recommendation: if you enjoy plots with tragedy some action and vague romance, would recommend Notes: can be disturbing initially, but the conclusion from the MLs pov is beautiful, does contain toxic themes but we love little bit of that, it’s kinda like trust the process but not quite

Beware the villainess

Length: 92 chapters + 36 side stories Art: extremely beautiful, the outfits are amazing and the ML is the best long blue haired in all of manhwas Genre: European themed, transmigration, fantasy, supernatural (wolves?) Recommendation: would recommend for the romance since it’s expressed little but it’s swoon worthy. May become lengthy after a stretch however there is a strong plot that is followed Notes: one of the reasons I didn’t drop this manhwa was bc it was already completes including the side stories. The only thing motivating me to continue was to see more romance between the ML and FL and also the ML is stunning and down bad. Also there are very few mahwas about wolves or animal transformations so I kept reading this one. I really wanted some more skin ship but felt like it was too little and expressed too and late.

Love advice from the great Duke of hell

Length: 131 chapters + epilogue + afterwords Art: wasn’t impressed at first but honestly it’s pretty neat for being sketch like and adds to the humour and aesthetic Genre: the true definition of supernatural meets romance meets comedy. And this shit is funny. Like funny funny. I’ve had to suppress my laughter funny. The plot is unpredictable af. Recommendation: Highly recommended for all readers. It’s just simply peak in its game. I believe all readers that like action, supernatural (devil, duke, occult etc.) romance and humour will enjoy this Notes: the only manhwa that I wish I had been following along as the chapters were released usually I like to binge the whole manhwa but this one was honestly a ride with all the cliffhangers strategically put to make to continue scrolling. Also one of the best ending I’ve read extremely unpredictable. One of my most highly recommended manhwas even to new readers. The laughs are amazing.

Him & him & him

Length: prologue + 16 chapters + 6 side stories Art: it’s good the MLs are cute Genre: it’s smut, heavily sexual themes, sex partners, threesomes etc. the FL leads a typical office life, reverse harem Recommendation: if you want some smut with a vague plot, or if you prefer short smut stories Notes: I wanted a better ending, although it remains harem. The smut had a potential to be way more kinky (since I’ve read many more creative ones). Two of the MLs are twins and the other one is their uncle which may sound weird but with the hot art and smut it’s not.

Mythical errand

Length: prologue + 83 chapters Art: I love it. It’s pretty distinct and unique, the blushes are too cute, and the MLs blushes are 😩 Genre: historical (Korean era), mythical, college students, mythical beings, modern setting, comedic elements and romance Recommendation: It’s really funny and entertaining, for a person new to webtoons and mythical creatures it’s a fun experience. But if you’re looking for harem ending then I have to reveal that it’s not one. Notes: the first season was amazing I had been obsessed, however it went downhill from then onwards. It’s alright to pick a ML from the two however the ending for the second ML was not satisfactory and it felt rushed and forced. Also the moments with the ML were not enough. In fact I had been thinking of way more creative continuations as I had been waiting for daily pass. My dear cold blooded king

Length: chapter 0 + 161 chapters + afterword Art: stunning, the MLs are hot Genre: historical, some action, romance obviously, certain mature themes Recommendation: yes, one of the og emperor trope manhwas. There’s a ML and a second ML and fortunately she ends up with whom I wanted her to. Nota damsel in distress FL Notes: it’s been too long since I read this, one of the first manhwas I ever read. Was already concluded when I read it so was fun binging though the less interesting chapters quickly

Rewriting the villainess

Length: 62 chapters + afterword

Art: pretty, the characters are too cute, the only green(?) haired FL manhwa that I know as of now

Genre: Korean school setting, also a little medieval, body switching typa isekai I’m not sure, the FL like switches with a character of the manhwa she wrote, so it’s supernatural, romance and fantasy

Recommendation: I do recommend reading if you enjoy an average looking FL

Notes: A little different from the plot lines of other villainess manhwas but not too crazy, it’s short, although I didn’t expect how long the manhwa would actually run for as I had been following it (catched up again after skipping a few weeks). I wish they explored the other lead and his attachment to Liza.

Lullaby

Length: 48 chapters + afterword

Art: pretty, the FL could have been prettier, her hair seemed almost grey in certain panels, the FL is extremely hot, his facial features are like the typical back haired FL in manhwas (which is one reason why I began reading this) and that panel of him in the traditional Korean clothes is hawt hot (the second reason)

Genre: fantasy, demons, supernatural, ceo, employee, office, romance

Recommendation: for binge reading some fantasy, could get a little stretchy or rushed at times

Notes: you could totally just binge read the chapters where the ML and FL interact or just scroll to the outfits that I was talking about earlier.

Romantic flow

Length: 50 chapters

Art: good, very professional, the ML is really fucking hot

Genre: romance, office romance, misunderstandings, ceo, lawyer, contains sexual references

Recommendation: short, easy to follow, recommended if you want some plot with hot ML, or if you like dark straight haired FLs

Notes: I personally only read this for the kissing panels and sexual panels and otherwise just skimmed through the rest

There must be happy endings

Length: 109 chapters + 3 side stories

Art: very beautiful, almost too pretty

Genre: time rewind, married, ceo, company stuff, angst, domestic abuse(only referred)

Recommendation: classic for a time rewind manhwa or if you like pretty art or you if want to read about married leads

Notes: initially began reading this having no idea that it’s a time rewind, I just thought the that the characters were too pretty to be ignored. I especially loved the concept of the möbius strip.

Dahae’s Dream

Length: 34 chapters + authors note

Art: Stunning, the FL could be prettier, but all the MLs are stunning

Genre: (don’t worry there’s one endgame if you’re not into harem), there isn’t an actual reverse harem, she does not sleep with multiple men at once, but she does sleep with them consequently. Its obviously smut, it’s obvious but I didn’t see the genital visuals closely, you know, like the other manhwas. Is a little supernatural. Office romance, there’s also a cafe trope, director trope and celebrity trope.

Recommendation: definitely, it’s super hot and sexy and it’s short, but I feel like the story could have more, like it’s not over yet, we didn’t get enough of the endgame.

Notes: I wish the drawings were more explicit, bc the characters are hot af and it would be better if they had a more defined ending. And of course it’s too short. Like I just binged this in half a day and to immediately write down its review. Other manhwas that ill review in the future are the ones that I read like almost 2 years ago.

#webtoon #manhwa #my gently raised beast #the tainted half #the double agent #beware the villainess #swoon #swoon worthy #love advice from the great duke of hell #him & him & him #mythical errand #my dear cold blooded king #rewriting the villainess #lullaby #romantic flow #there must be happy endings #Dahae’s dream #Dahae’s imagination

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safetyobstacles · 1 year ago

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starting o segredo na floresta now, im either gonna finish this in a week or its gonna take months good luck me

update - i love joui

joui, its a little cloudy out, roll for sanity. joe, you stubbed your toe, roll sanity. joui did you just frown???????? roll a sanity test with disadvantage. that was cool joui, you gain 1 sanity. just kidding somewhere in the netherlands a child tripped and scraped their knee, you lose 10 sanity.

i think im going to put my updates under the cut instead of spamming posts B) beware of spoil

UPDATE

if cellbit takes liz or thiago from me ill never forgive him

this bar has to be its own paranormal entity, thiago would have died if the gun had a bullet in it and cristopher nearly got knifed to death in their first fight loll

EP 2

npc thiago about to be the most useless mf ever i swear if he dies to a stray ant or something ill cry just put him in a box for safe keeping

what would i do without the mental image of joui dropkicking every monster he sees

liz why are you finger painting with the ooze monsters remains and why did it give you 1 hp ?????? NEVERMIND

EP 3

RACCOON bro has 8 health but he sure is happy

faz um teste de sanidade

when i said thiago was gonna die to an ant i didnt actually mean kill him with giant spiders

cristopher no please dont climb a tree these are spiders they can climb nah bro cristopher is dead af im gonna miss him. bro cellbit just kill him already bros dead 2 hp

damn

ep 4

at this rate luba doesnt even need to roll sanity we all know hes gonna fail anyways joui's having the worst two days of his life

jesus christ i just woke up i cant handle this shit cesar's punching a hole in my itty bitty heart bones

please stop talking about leticio's cacetinho

EP 5 how long is too long for a tumblr post btw

the starting soon screen replaced cris with arthur notlikethis

cellbit is far too happy about them going to this house i hate it i hate it

i would like for them to leave a casa now :))) they got gregório time to go :) DAMN JOUI JUST GOT STEAMROLLED BY THAT ZOMBIE ROLLED A 99 VS CELLS 1 jesus christ thiago LOL NO WAY GREGÓRIO IS DEAD AF bro was just taking a nap in the car and this is what he gets

that was horribly stressful its 3 am how am i supposed to sleep after that

to be fair, if i was rodolfo and liz didnt use the tazer, i would have just dragged gregório in front of arthur and killed him in right in front of his face soo...

ROLLED 100 LOOOOOOOOOOOOL a caverna

COOL GUY ALERT HOPE HE DOESNT KILL BRULIO HAHAhahaaa

EP 6 I HAVE GREAT ANXIETY THIS MESTRE GUY IS ABOUT TO KILL HALF THE SQUAD

luba i know youve been rolling absolute dog shit the last 5 episodes but this one really counts buddy brulio :(

most stressful hour of youtube ive ever sat through i cant believe they all lived

A PORTA FORTE

EP 7 im so glad they're going back to the house im so happy ive never wanted anything else this is great nothing could go wrong in this house nothing

7 episodes in and ive just now realised that he keeps talking about circles and spirals and those have significance with a certain element and now i want them to leave carpazinha go back home forget this ever happened

undressing with the homies in the haunted basement next to a dead old man

not thiago canonically talking to a bookshelf after complaining about joui's whispering to his shotgun

THIS GRAVE IS SO COMPLICATEDDDD I BET ITS FUCKING EMPTY THEYRE ARGUING ABOUT HOW TO "knock out" AN OLD LADY AND ITS PROBABLY JUST WORMS AT THE BOTTOM OF THE GRAVEEE

this whole graveyard scene has me in tears thiago staring at nothing while they try to get him to unmute, old guy on the phone, joui picking up the old lady i just laughed so hard i feel ill

the one time joui doesnt fail a roll he loses 6 SANITY?? 8 SANITY?????????????? SENHORA VOCE TA BEM????? YOU JUST CHOKED HER OUT JOUI WAIT SHES GONNA DIE??????????? SHES GOING TO DIE???????????? THE GASOLINE IN THE MOUTH??

grounded from the shotgun for 1 week

EP 8

Thiago's pants are still fucked up from last episode btw

about to have a tpk over alchohol poisoning

if cesar survives this campaign hes gonna put as many points possible into forgery

a caverna im goign fuckign crazy the god of tdeath pr spomething is in this cave theyre gonna walk inside trip on a pebble and get eaten by hundreds of tiny cave beetles

Victor is absolutely about to get his face eated by a spider and/or be swallowed by the cave

ok but santo berço looks kinda cool like i would live there

EP 9 he just (re?)released osnf merch but i refuse to be spoiled by absolutely anything ive done so well i will not be tainted by cesar's really cool green on black long sleeve

wait i love the gatekeeper its a shame this town is probably a hallucination and theyre all actually slowly dying in the middle of the forest GIANT COWS I LOVE THE GIANT COWS WITH REGULAR SIZED HEADS

????????????????????????????????FELPS??????????????????????

buttery butter

thiago this is why you should have quit smoking

?????FELPS?????????

EP 10 so if thiago hadnt used the lighter would felps still be alive, probably just would have died later B)

bro joui has got to buy new dice this is crazy

this is gonna be the average 2 star motel experience BRO JUST DABBED ON CESAR liz is about to get bodied by the hallway ghosts this is just like a regular motel HUH UHHHHHHH

no joui kill the hotel guy joui kill the hotel guy joui kill the hotel guy joui kill the hotel guy joui kill the hotel guy joui kill the hotel guy

mom i want to go home i dont want to stay in santo berço anymore jesus christ

EP 11 how am i supposed to just start the next episode after that i think the mental image of brulio beating arthurs skull in is burned into my brain space

sandwich sandwich

i love the giant cows so much i want one GIANT CHICKEN LAY GIANT EGG I LOVE THE GIANT CHICKEN intimidating the human sized pig

EP 12 still thinking about how cellbit thought new zealand was so close to europe, he was so sure of it that he was making me unsure of where i knew new zealand was

both times thiago was played by cellbit some horrific shit happened so with arthur being an npc this episode im prepared for the worst also this starting soon screen is fucking wicked

are you telling me joui's max sanity is now 12 bros been losing it for so long hes stuck like this joui is the "damn, you live like this?" meme

CELLBO ROLEPLAYED TOO HARD HIS HEADSET JOINED AS AN ENEMY AND BEAT HIS SETUP

"that sounds like a book title" bro let the intrusive thought win

baby nidere

no way the cow has been suffering this whole time ill cry

theyre about to rp their way into an angry medieval mob when they get found with the body of the dead gatekeeper B) does santo berço have dungeons, bc if they do thats where theyll be sleeping tonight nvm the gatekeeper has demons inside him sorry joui HUh no way they killed the gatekeeper dude wtf

EP 13 chat's a bit excited to go in the cave guys if anyone reads this what am i supposed to do once i finish this season. what do you mean i just have to go onto desconjuração. what do you mean i have to leave this story behind. please let me keep all the characters in this one.

THE CAVE MAP IS COOOOOOL THE LIGHT MOVES WITH THE MINER everyone struggling to flip their characters 5 mins into the cave made me laugh so hard i had to pause to breathe

I LOVE MOLES DUDE THEYRE SO COOL ok but i dont love this many moles BRO I LOVE MOTHS TOO THIS IS AWESOME wait no i hate bats THIS MOTH IS SUFFERINGGGGG

THE SUCC hes about to kill them all with the Succ out of spite thiago never mock one of cellbit's monsters again ARTHUR ZIUM

door door door door door door door door door door the gatekeeper is alive???

ih arthur nah dude let go of cesar :(((((((((((( gotta hand it to arthur hes survived two of these situations now get it, hand it to him, CAUSE HE LOST HIS FUCKING ARM WTF HIS ARM DETATCH LIKE A LEGO sorry i vote we still kill the gatekeeper just in case just to be safe

EP 14 did cellbit have a past traumatic experience with a vacuum is that why he created the Succ

agatha?????? bro agatha's life sucked big pp

every time cellbit says hes excited for something i grow more afraid

if they kill and eat the gatekeeper would he also taste delicious just wondering

i think i might know the reason why 12 sanity joui has a funky grey form but 55 sanity thiago doesnt, but maybe im crazy nevermind thiago had the funky grey within him this whole time wait does that mean hes gonna die if santo berço dies DAMN

joui just really wants to see thiago naked also hes just blatantly stealing arthur's knife he really is losing all his sanity that was possibly the most unconvincing "nada" ive ever heard

EP 15 before i start a new episode i always go to the vod on twitch and watch the memes first so i can go "hehe" for five minutes, and then go "oh no" for the next 4 hours

hypothetically, if joui managed to get the symbol on him before anyone noticed would he have just lost all 12 of his sanity and gone mad cuz that would have been crazy :,)

this is it cellbit is finally going to kill npc thiago joui is so very happy about his shotgun i thought maybe he was getting better but hes whispering to it again

alright whats up with cellbit and the outwards opening doors because i swear i have never seen a door that opens out instead of in, are all the doors like that in his home these doors are made to have creatures attack from inside ih i just checked like 3 times to make sure i was on the right episode lmaoooo

"pobre martha" DAAAAAAMN MARIANA ICE COLD

one buff woman vs all 3 equipe kelvin who will win (1 woman) crazy that equipe kelvin managed to accomplish what took our group 9 episodes to get to lool they even got the leticio cacetinho dlc, but they did skip the spider boss fight and the entire house level

THE BLACKSMITH IS MIGUEL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

EP 16 the joui, liz, and arthur cosplay look like theyre going to a nice dinner meanwhile thiago, kenan, and cesar just look homeless

idk if thiago's making it out of this one :,) maybe we just take thiago's weapons its not like he can do much to help anyways kenan wants to skin him listen brother i dont think thats gonna work im at the 52 min mark and cellbit is acting sus af the blacksmith is about to appear and stomp them all or something

joui would roll a 99 and nearly knife cesar and liz is trying so hard not to metagame her way to the explosive backpack loving how trigger happy joui is right now go on guys give him more explosives what the worst that could happen

is kenan also a wellspring do they have to kill him cuz thats gonna be kind of awkward and on that note since thiago has the symbol on him does that make him a wellspring too ill cry i will cry

NOT JOUI APOLOGIZING FOR LYING ABOUT HIS SAMURAI ANCESTRY

damn that scene between joui, liz, and thiago was the best in the entire season

i would like to take this moment before they all get swallowed alive by some horrible sludge tentacle monster to proclaim my absolute hatred of Santo Berço. I know i said at the end of episode 8 that i thought it looked cool but im over it ive moved past that point in my life i hate Santo Berço

BIG GOOEY MEATBALL

"the people are happy here!" says the blacksmith as he currently has 5 people forcefully locked up for decades that have gone mad with probably no way of ever regaining their sanity i just realised miguel and the old blacksmith fucked and had a kid

final boss aboutta come crawling out of the meatball please stop trying to skin thiago the symbol isnt gonna come off

THAT WAS SICK AF THEYRE ALL DEAD AS HELL

???????????????????? "kenan you have one last sane move before i take your character and throw him off a cliff"

post i made after i finished osnf (made like 3 days later because i was so so so so so so so so so so sad)

https://www.tumblr.com/safetyobstacles/739056899257942016/i-finished-osnf-after-almost-2-months-and-you-know?source=share

#ordem paranormal #osnf #really excited for this tho #first series got me hype #manteiga na manteiga

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swampstew · 1 year ago

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I dare you to do as many of the "Basic Ass Self Ship" questions as you want! Go feral! Tell us everything that's on your mind about you and your ship(s)!!!!

Blaze omg ty, you've opened pandora's box mwahahahahahahahaha. Answering below the cut to shorten the post length! Self shipping with Eustass Kid <3

Send me a self ship ask that I haven't addressed below!

All ye who enter beware for cringe

💕: Who’s the clingier one in the relationship? - we're both equally clingy but he has that aloof/annoyed expression when he's feeling clingy like he's mad I'm making him feel so needy. Like bitch, you need me as much as I need you, I'm just cuter about it.

💚: Who gets jealous? - Him 100,000,000%. I used to be more jealous because lets be honest, he's hot af and everyone flocks to him and that made me feel insecure. But he's nothing if not super loyal and aggressively loud about his loyalty. Once he established that he had no interest in anyone but me, my jealousy ceased to exist. God bless the soul who dares to breath in my direction though, cause Kid will pop up behind them and yeet them into oncoming traffic.

🍼: Want kids? - NOPE :) Doesn't interest us.

🎡: What are your favorite activities to do together? - anything that we can do together, even if we're not doing the same thing. If he's in the workshop metalworking, he'll prefer if I'm in there with him while I paint or craft on the bench next to him. He doesn't care if I choose to read, watch something or even nap, so long as I'm there with him (and he screams from the rooftops that he's not clingy, embarrassing really). He likes working out together cause he can show off and he needs a spotter (I'm stronger than I look :D), using the foot spa machine and doing each other's nails, and heck even doing makeup in the bathroom together!

💫: Are either of you ticklish? If so, where? - we're both ticklish but he'll kill anyone to keep that a secret. No one tickles Eustass Kid and lives to tell about (except meeeeeeeeeeeeeee). I'm ridiculously ticklish, like you could point your fingers at me like you're going to pretend to tickle me and I'll start laughing. Kid is ticklish on his sides just below his ribs, on his feet and behind his ears.

#raven answers #self ship game #play along!#starblazer124 #hella self indulgent tysm

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daniels-rwby-blog · 2 years ago

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RWBY finale reaction (long af)

Oh boi there was hype for this

The alarm i had for these EP was faster than a speeding bullet and yeah that sums it up

Warning this is a 26 minute long ep so this reaction/live blog is long beware

The intro has been such a foreshadowing tool this volume.

And more storytime with summer!

Ohhh that's adorable and such a good model btw

And sure enough it was the last night

TAI MY BOOOOY

TAI YOOOO

that window framing is awesome

And ozpin is ozpin

Awww thats just to cute

AND RAVEN MY GOD

THIS NOT WHAT I THOUGHT

it's raven and summer battling it out, and ruby saw that!

Ruby was not the one to receive the you never were the hero line, i knew that wasn't summers voice

And jaune is reverting back to his old self, good

Alyx is blacksmith yes.

And action!

Wiess got that ice queen ground pound

And the cat laughing and smiling is amazing

"These feelings" on the nose there rt, i like it.

And it's big pussy!

And the blacksmith pressures

And Yang got yeeted into Blake omg background bees are awesome.

And summer ex machina for ruby

The way she runs.

And sure enough ruby find herself.

RED LIKE ROSES PART 3 YAAAAS

and she sky dives into CR

Petals like the trailer

The HERO SHOT

And that's where the budget went

Into this fight.

The little smirk before that 50cal shot Damm

The rainbow ��

I can't

The colors the glyphs from wiess

All 4 girls so perfectly synced

Who ever said RWBY isn't visually pretty are wrong.

And the lineup affirming her.

And the hug.

And neo and roman aww.

#saveneo

Yeah neo redemption arc us still open but that was a good choice i like that.

And i thought we'd see a design change but I'm okay with just seeing that in vacuo next volume.

And little gets a sendoff as somewhat.

And ruby tears oh my God

MY HEART

And a new chapter, a new hero for jaune

The circle, the ever after continues.

And the team holding hand awww

In we go…

Okay this is a great sequence, the blacksmith or as Blake says the tree.

And the brothers are not the creators, only the tree.

So the ever after is the the first world.

And that story was some serious lore dumping

Really Salem was the second jabberwalker

I do t believe ozpin knows this information, RWBY now knows everything about the world i believe

And jaune is back

And the meta is funny.

And I CALLED THE TIME TRAVEL!!!

that last shot of ruby turning back is awesome gonna be my wallpaper

Oh not time travel oh well

At least we saw vacuo.

And the atlas military?

Or perhaps vacuo's forces protecting the survivors.

And guys watch the credits go appreciate all these people.

And RTA keep the logo

And only a trailer no post credits scene???

Well that's a bit what I was expecting but I'm okay with it, some major lore and summer's death no longer so mysterious, yet also much more mysterious, most are saying the girls went out to go see a maiden and that mission went wrong. as for time change, like a few days, enough for the atlas crew to get to vacuo and collect themselves, perhaps having sent out a team to go find RWBY and Jaune?

(edit so i can confirm the ships are from the kingdoms who are there to support RWBY after the call broadcast from atlas, can't wait for ruby leading the whole world and all the action and arguments that brings)

also heres RLR part 3 lyrics from casey, cause we were too cought up in that fight OMG

#rwby #rwby spoliers #rwby v9e10 #chapter 10 #finale #rwby finale #final rwby reaction for a while #rwby vol9 #YOOOO #Tai xio long #Raven woooo #RWBY #neopolitan #little #so good #i love that fight #bees

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nehswritesstuffs · 1 year ago

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Intro Post, GO!

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph--I last did one of these in 2018... fucking...

Info under the cut, if you’re into that sort of thing.

Hi! My name is Nehs and I write stuffs. I’m a trained screenwriter and hope to one day break into that, but I also know that since it’s a lot of work and luck I might as well enjoy myself along the way. I’ve been writing fan fiction since about 1998 and sharing online since 2004, so when I say I’ve been writing fic for most of my life, I mean it. More recently I’ve been very active in the Doctor Who/Whouffaldi fandom and back in One Piece. These things are more alike than one would think. My life force feeds off of weird, rare, and otherwise less-popular ships as well as alternate universe settings.

Aside from being here I’m also on fanfiction.net and Archive of Our Own. In the past nine years I’ve put out about 1.78mil words on AO3. My totals on FFN (which begin in high school (beware weird/lower quality work earlier on) and are skewed due to author’s notes and review replies bc i’ve been on the site for so long) are at ~2.38mil. Not everything from here is on my FFN or AO3 and not everything on FFN is on AO3 and vice versa. I do tend to crosspost a lot of my work, however, so when one site is down, there’s usually a good place to find my stuff otherwise if you were in the middle of something!

(No, seriously, my FFN hits took off during the latest mass-AO3 outage and it was mainly for stuff that was crossposted, so don’t be afraid to come on over!)

Uhh... big things I’m known for...

The Time That We Love Best: slice of life Whouffaldi AU set from WWII-1960; a hundred chapters of a relationship and lots of period-related plot; there are prompt fills to add to the story

The Thick of UNIT: crossover involving Doctor Who and The Thick of It, prominently showcasing the crackship of Kate Stewart/Malcolm Tucker; contains many OCs, canon cameos from both shows, weird shit, and current events; lots of offshoots and even has spawned fic of the fic

The March of Kasterborous and Gallifrey: pseudo-fantasy/nobility Whouffaldi AU that starts with an arranged marriage and morphs into a loving relationship and the building of a dynasty; consists of In Want of An Heir, Stars in A Sky of Blood and Blue, a prompt fill fic, and an AU of the AU that’s a remix of the first fic

Getting the Hang of Things: my attempt at a close-as-possible-to-canon Whouffaldi AU where they raise kids

a bunch of different fantasy-related Whouffaldi AUs, incorporating things such as selkies, werewolves, vampires, a How to Train Your Dragon setting, and more

Father Like Son, Mother Like Daughter, Parent Like Child: a One Piece Bellazón AU where Cora-san and Bell-mère raise their six kids in the East Blue, they’re all better adjusted, and proceed to make it everyone’s problem

little seagull, little seagull, where shall you go?: a One Piece AU where the Heart Pirates find a kid during the timeskip and Law completes the circle and becomes her Cora-san; is pretty much becoming a pick-your-own adventure story as I write varying branches to the plot

Love, Loss, and Finding One’s Self on the High Seas; I wanted to write Sanji/Pudding that gave her agency and made things less creepy; there’s lots of other ships too and it’s just weird af trust me

Other than that I am generally friendly and willing to interact with people. Drop me a line anytime, about fic or fandom or anything else, even if you think it’s negative. My personal blog is escapaldi. I enjoy hearing from readers (I’m one of those people that stalk reblogs for fun tags) and anything is better than nothing. There’s always room for improvement in a writer’s craft, so if you catch something then please let me know. Anon is on and if you prefer to confer in private just say so. Another thing to note is that I tend to reblog fanart for things I’ve written,things I find neat/important, and any other projects I may be in at the moment. If you got a problem with that, then I’m not really sure what to tell you. *shrugs* Oh, and yeah, don’t feed my fics to an AI for any reason whatsoever or I’ll astral-project myself to your computer and no one will enjoy themselves. :D

#welcome new followers!#your patronage of the nehswritesstuffs blog is appreciated and I hope you have a pleasant stay #I'm gonna pin this just in case

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silent-neutral · 2 years ago

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Digging through my files and I came across this ahah. It was for shits and giggles, but after my recent posts, it has me reminiscing the og RE4 (well since RE4make comes out in 2 weeks) So I’m going to indulge in memory lane (and spaz about it so beware) in time of it releasing soon. I doubt I’ll play it because I don’t have time for games anymore, sadly. But, they are part of my childhood/teenagehood and it feels nice to reflect on nice things. That’s why I, or anyone, makes fanart, right?

I was still heavy in my DMC phase ever since I asked to borrow my friend’s DMC1 copy and afterwards he recommended me more games, RE4 being one of them since we spoke about how ‘’DMC1 was meant to be RE4 but it was too far from RE so it became DMC’’. Anyway, I remember letting his burnt copy sit in my room for weeks until my brother came over one day and was excited that I had it. So I watched him play.. honestly, I thought I wouldn’t be good at it bc RE at that point took a turn toward what looked like an FPS to me (I was about to discover the joys of 3rd person shooters). Reluctantly, I tried it after more coaxing.. and it wasn’t until I smashed through the window of the village that I thought jumping out of windows and pushing people off ladders was fun. Nek minit; I was addicted. And I love that it was so long haha it never got boring! .....until I reached the labs...fk, as soon as I heard the regenerators; no, as soon as that goddamned unnerving soundtrack plays when you enter the labs! I remember I was too scared to play one night and waited for my brothers to come home because I was alone at the time lmaooo.. Ever since RE4make was announced that’s all I could think of; how much more scarier could they make those damn things!?!? TT_TT That brEATHING, UGH. And super chainsaw man in mercs also scared the fk out of me, I always avoided playing the water level hahah Well, that’s the scariest thing about it; encountering it the first time, wasting all your ammo on it bc it’s not dying and then not knowing how to kill it and it’s geTTING CLOSER. arghh it’s flailing toward me! IT’S BITING MEUDJGH And the death scenes made me adamant to not die, holy shit T_T;; But with those things it was scary af.. Also, I do not want to see my beloveds get decapped, thanks...not even Wesker ;_; unf Wesker <3 rofl. ...But then you sell off the scope later cos it takes up space? and it was only really needed to fight those things anyway lol I was grateful that Ada’s campaign didn’t have those damn regens. It was too short though.. c: ...(God she is gorgeous in re4make... I really wanted her og VA to return though, sorry but for me noone’s voice can be as sultry as Sally Cahill’s unff...) And my god, I loved Saddler, his lines just made me laugh, he was such a suave/calm/cocky villain. I hope he’s as amusing in the remake. The exchanges between him and Leon too hahaa..(and Luis lol) But bc of all that, RE4 helped me grow the nerve to play SH. And I became a SH fan as well. And P-Head looking fineeee in the SH2 remake as well, Leon has some competition hurr Ahem.. yes, RE4 is a damn good game. Also, I wanna say lastly, re4make Leon looks like idk, the Cloud Strife of RE x’D He’s even more pretty. While RE6 Leon looks like what Dante’d look like if he were fully human, haha ....And no the pic isn’t me lol but his face suits Leon imo.

#ramble #re4 #nostalgia #...nu na samom dele eto litso moevo muzha..#I keep telling him to cosplay him but he thinks he 'isn't sexy enough' lmfaoo

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soupiyamashuu · 2 years ago

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major oc plots and scenarios 🥶

Long Post WArning -- beware....

major plots = the overall school-oriented plot, the shadow of israphel plotline, and the heroes rise plotline ... all of these have a couple different subplots too but ill just write about the overall crap. i will also talk about a plot ive had brewing in my mind for millions of yrs but have never done anything with (yet..?)

1.) the general story:

major characters involved: all ocs setting: a major university in america (primarily modeled after NYU and set in a large city like NY but ... i dont want to force them into a specific zone so :shrug:) genre: slice of life .. romance .. funni... about: this one involves my ocs going to the same college and interacting / hanging out with each other after meeting at a program designed to help international students + non-traditional students (lgbt/poc/poor/etc) adapt to university* ... after settling into the school year they form a big roleplay group that RPs on discord... it's just fun slice of life stuff ft. my little guys * this was based off my real life college experience where we had a program for underrepresented groups to get used to university life so i thought itd be a good way for everyone to meet up since a majority of my ocs are either lgbt, poc/international students, or otherwise eligible to join the dang program.

notes: since the next two that follow are fandom oc-insert plotlines that dont make use of every oc, just assume that they're more small group or private roleplay plotlines ... though in all technicality, both of them can be made into like. (original character) is roleplaying as (canon character) :shrug:

2.) the shadow of israphel plotline major original characters: akihito, elena [sometimes guest appearances from others like makoto/markus/cecil/toby depending on how i want to have the story go] setting: shadow of israphel universe -- yogscast original story [i.e., anything that happens in the 3rd season of the yogscast's minecraft series] genre: adventure ... CANON about: xephos, honeydew, and their allies (lysander, peculier, etc.) have to save both the WORLD and old_peculier's crush daisy from israphel ... starting from the YOGCAVE and ending off at the damn desert zone or w/ev, its a big chaotic adventure OC additions & revisions: akihito joins the party (yes its like an rpg fkgfhkg). in my version he and lysander Can be a thing [depends on how im feeling] and he primarily travels around with xephos and honeydew. akihito and elena work with adaephon at verigans hold which, in my canon, is more like a tourist destination/historical museum type place (based on the fact that adaephon has the freaking tale of the sands recorded there... i assume that it serves as a larger historical record place; therefore thats how i treat it when i think about it). not much is changed in terms of the core story except that there are expanded interactions ... i try to keep my additions to this one relatively small but it's so fun to imagine...

3.) the heroes rise plotline [PRIMARILY HR 1 AND 2] [[LONG AF IM SORRY]] (aaand im giving up on the color coding sorry)

major original characters: akihito, makoto, [maybe markus, sometimes i pretend he's the mc but ... ill explain below KFGHFKGK] minor ocs (i.e., they show up either briefly or randomly depending on how i want the story to go): elena/cecil/dimitri setting: wherever the hell heroes rise takes place -- typically millennia city tho genre: adventure / superhero bs

CANON about: heroes rise is a choose your own adventure game revolving around being a notable superhero in millennia city and saving ur parents from prison, essentially. the original trilogy is what i base my plotpoints off of -- the prodigy, the hero project, and herofall. the prodigy is about ur rise to stardom essentially ... the hero project is PRIMARILY where my ocs come in since theres a lot more potential for them to get added; this one is about your hero competing in a national competition to find the best american heroes to join the first USA superhero team or something like that. herofall is the third game in the trilogy and im not gonna lie i havent played it enough to cement the plot into my mind but it ends the major trilogy arc and picks up where thp ends.

OC additions and revisions -- broken down by game

the prodigy: no huge changes to this one except that akihito is mentioned in the background to set up his role in the hero project ... like, ppl will mention him as a major foreign celeb or something. in some variants i have him meet the mc / contact the mc at some point but primarily he plays a small role here.

the hero project: Huge role..... like whole-new-story ahh changes. so in this one theres a pre-story competition going on scouting for the number one international hero to join the american protectorate group (APG; i THINK thats what its called) -- its essentially like the olympics initially ... all the heroes have to go under a huge set of tests (intellectual, physical/mental health-based, power-based, etc.) to get rankings; the top 100 compete and blah blah blah. in this one akihito is the #winner and joins the APG as its first new member [technically like. im p sure rebellion or w/ev the hell is the leader so :Shrug: akihito is the first non-leader member]. for a majority of the story he kind of just works alongside everyone to scope out who's going to be efficient on the team and whatever... one plot point is that he runs classes for japanese/french learning since those are his native langs and its helpful to know them in that case.

theres a LOT with this one like. i might just have to write it as a full ahh story at this point and post it on here. thats where freaking that note about markus comes in, ill probs make him the mc just bc he seems quite ... pliable. like he could just fit in here as the mc i suppose. oh also makoto is a major character too but he's like. a staff member on the med team / works as the like on-site nurse in training #tbh FHKGFKHGKFH [again ill just have to write it out at some point cuase... wow]

4.) the unnamed elemental plotline

theres not a lot of stuff ive made as a concrete thing but essentially i wanted to make my ocs representatives of various life elements (time, space, weather, nature, seasons, etc.) and kind of make it into a thing like that ... i actually made it in FOURTH GRADE but couldnt figure out how to turn it into a big story. akihito was going to be a representative of time (ive kept this as a weird trivia fact -- ex: he's very good at time-based things like knowing what time it is without a watch) and elena was going to be in charge of cold weather (which is why i think i made her norwegian KFHGKFHG).

maybe someday ill get to actually write this one out...? AKLHSDGHKASDG its very cool but i feel like its been made already so idk itd be cool anyway tho

#fibbs oc lore

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blacknpurplewarpster · 5 years ago

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[IDW Skywarp Headcanon]

More about his awful comments/attitude towards others

I know I’ve written about this before but I cant seem to find it anywhere on my blog. I was rereading the original comic series and thought I’d elaborate a little bit more than what I had previously wrote. I was going to include a snippet from Unicron #2

Skywarp: “Among others. Could you try bumbling into trouble a little closer to the mainland next time? This was decidedly inconvenient.” Helix: “I think he means ‘Glad you guys are okay. Sorry it took so long to reach you.’ Isn’t that right, Skywarp?” Skywarp: “I suppose. I would have been more annoyed if we had come all this way and they were already dead.” Helix: “Do you actually know when you’re being awful?” Skywarp: “Almost always. Fortunately, showing up and being remarkable are more important to being a G.I. Joe than unnecessary human pleasantries.”

Skywarp mentions that he knows when he is being awful with his comments and just overall to others when Helix calls him out on it after just saving part of his team. This team he has been with for a few years and is close to them, even Rock. Going through the comments, he makes snarky ass comments towards Rock and doesn’t give a shit about what his friend thinks either. I’ll come back to Rock in a bit here. Some of his comments towards Rock are rather hilarious in the way Skywarp is portrayed doing them. Not to say Rock deserves his shitty attitude. But later on, they become better and closer friends.

Even though he is no longer a Decepticon, he still puts duty above everything else, even if it means stepping on others toes or hurting others feelings. Thing is, Skywarp doesn’t care. He feels being blunt is better than beating around the bush or sugarcoating things. He will tell others straight up what he feels and doesn’t give a shit about what it might do.

Another example is he even says this to Thundercracker, whom he hasn’t seen in a decade or more.

Thundercracker: “Last time I saw you, you shot me in the face.” Skywarp: “Eh, you deserved it.”

Like jeezus straight to his face. I think it was like the second sentence he said to Thundercracker after not seeing him for YEARS. Like harsh much?

So pretty much no one can hide from this. The one thing I have noticed, his snarky comments seem to back off once there’s a tighter bond between himself and whomever else. This happens once Skywarp has a change of heart once he realized how Rock and himself are a lot more similar than he thought. Rock repeatedly tells Skywarp about being alone but he finally realizes this at one important moment. Rock decides to own up to his mistakes of paralyzing Grand Slam and wants to sacrifice his life to blow up the Fatal Fluffies in hopes to get rid of his guilt but its also a sense of pride from him. Skywarp decides to stay back with Rock and decides to stay even when the detonator goes off--surprise surprise, he saves Rock and their bond grows close.

Here’s some of their conversations between one another just to show you: You can skip all the way down to see my final thoughts.

---------------------------------------------------------------- GI Joe #1: Rock: Hey, uhh, Skywarp… I was wondering… seeing as we’re teammates… you think I could ride back with you? Skywarp: Are you asking me…to open up my cockpit… and allow you to climb inside of me? Rock: Umm.. yes? Skywarp: Jets off Rock: Looks like I’m with you again.

GI Joe #4

Skywarp: “Look at them. Squabbling in the dirt like… like insects! They can’t do anything. They can accomplish nothing… without me!” Rock: “Hey Skywarp… Instead of waiting for transpo, I was thinking that if you don’t mind, maybe we could.. you know.” Skywarp: Squints hard and jets off Rock: “Jerk.”

Gi Joe #5 Skywarp: “Tell me… you geeks got your data…?” Skywarp: “This isn’t working! I’m tired of you insects leaning on me! Why am I the only one— GAAAH!” Covergirl: “Don’t worry, Skywarp…the calvary’s arrived!” Skywarp: “Now you cowards show up, after sending me ahead.” Rock: “Hey now… I offered to ride with you.” Skywarp: “You know my feelings on that.” Skywarp: “Are you even helping at all?!” Rock: “Honestly? Not really. But if you’d let me ride with—ooofh-!” Skywarp: “Gahhh!” Covergirl: “Skywarp! Come in! Do you read us?!” Skywarp: Khhkkthhhkkt Rock: “Skywarp! Are… are you ok?” Skywarp: “kkhkt No…But I will be there once we will that thing. Were you getting emotional, you sentimental insect?” Rock: “What? I was… No…”

GI Joe #6 Skywarp: “Hrmph. I’ll be the judge of that. Crude ugly thing. If this is the best you can do, no wonder you can’t fix me.” Roadblock: “Four Joes. Skywarp counts.”

Rock: Turns into this monster from the Fatal Fluffies Skywarp: “I know what this is really about...” Rock: “Hunh?” Skywarp: “...You’re sad I wouldn’t give you a ride. But don’t worry, you’ll get what you want...When i carry you out in pieces.”

GI Joe #7 Skywarp: Is fighting mega-Rock and knows to be gentle and junk. “You are as arrogant as the rest of them! Even enlarged! even with horns and claws! You are nothing but an insec--Urlkh--!” Is being choked out.

Skywarp: “Hey! You watch your mouth!”

Rock: “I know. That’s why I’m volunteering. I’ve done enough damage more than enough. Let me redeem myself please.” Skywarp: “Sure but you aren’t going alone. Someone needs to defend your position while you set up the bomb.” Rock: “But I.. I threw you into the mole pod. the explosion was..” Skywarp: “Yeah, so another one doesn’t scare me much, besides...as soon as the bombs in place, before you hit the button... I”m getting out of here.”

GI Joe #8 Rock: “Almost read! You gotta jet!” Skywarp: “You’ll be overrun before you can hit it! Besides...It’s an honor to stand by your side. You are a true warrior.” Rock: “No...I’m a Joe. We both are.” Skywarp saves Rock by letting him ride inside of his cockpit in order to get away from the blast.

Gi Joe #9 Rock: “He wouldn’t let me use the radio.” Skywarp: “You haven’t earned the privilege!” Rock: “Whatever. You ready for the blast beat?” Skywarp: “Do we have to call it that?” Skywarp and Rock: “Yoooooooo Joooooooe!” Rock: “Thanks to Skywarp! Hes letting me ride with him!” Skywarp: “Once! Only once!”

GI Joe First Strike #1

Skywarp: “You need to get him his own jet!”

Scarletts Strike Force 1 Rock: Skywarp, I”m serious! Seriously! Doc: You know he’s the only one who can put up with your grouchy metal butt.. Skywarp: I thought you liked-- Doc: Nope Skywarp: .... Fine Rock: Hey! Piggyback ride! Skywarp: Start using that shotgun or I’m doing barrel rolls!

---- This is where Skywarps attitude really changes. -------

Rock: And they were chanting this name...glub? golob..goolub? Hey! Are you even listening to me? Skywarp: Its a boring story about something that didn’t actually happen! Why would I listen to it?! Rock: Because it’s stressing me out, man. It felt...different.. Skywarp: Different from your other dreams? Rock: Yeah dude Skywarp: Different from your Jem dreams? Rock: Come on man.. Skywarp: A holograms fan. You’re not metal. Rock: They have some serious riffs, alright!?

Scarletts Strike Force #2

Skywarp: Can you fix my teleportation? Or are you techgeeks just as worthless as everyone else in the Lemuria? Rock: Dude, I’m standing right here. Hey man can I help? Grand Slam: I’ve got it Rock. You only ruined the bottom half of me. Skywarp: Getting m teleportation fixed is the only reason I threw in with you insects! why havent you fixed it yet? You’ve been trying and failing since the EDC! Grand Slam: Like I told you: We don’t have the tech, or the knowledge. or the materials.

Scarletts Strike Force #3 Skywarp: Yeah. Me. And you’re welcome. Don’t act so shocked. you insects think a giant robot doesn’t know his way around a rudimentary geothermal generator? You’ve been recruited. We’ll rendezvous in DC. You have three minutes to find yourselves a ride before surveillance is back up. Helix: Aren’t you letting people ride inside of you now? Skywarp: Only Rock ‘n Roll!

Unicron #2 The first set of quotes goes right here in events wise.

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This is the end of their interactions. I know I didn’t show everything but it shows a huge chunk of how you can see how Skywarp is only “nice” to Rock really because in his optics, he isn’t respected by some of the others, especially Grand Slam. So in his mindset, why does he have to be nice if he doesn’t have the respect?

He figures he lost his respect towards Thundercracker (or rather TC lost respect for Skywarp) because of what he’d done to him so he resets back to being an ass. He thinks their history doesn’t matter anymore, so he resorts to just tell him straight-up. Perhaps he was always straight up before their meeting with Starscream and he’s resorting back to his normal or preset attitude/maturity. That all of what has gone on from him shooting TC out of the sky onwards, smacked him so hard it woke him up from this “fantasy.” If that makes sense?? I’m tired and rambling.

Deep down, I truly believe he cares but he isn’t going to show that side. He needs to put duty before anything else because that’s the motto Skywarp lives by. You can see a lot of this change in him throughout the entire series but it really sets out from AHM series onwards. His whole attitude flips and starts to really develop his character and we see this. I have a feeling he didn’t used to be like this but what he’s done in his life has shaped him to act in this way. Perhaps its a way of not letting others get close to him. It might very well be a defense mechanism. Who knows, we truly won’t know canon wise since the series ended.

THANKS FOR BEING HERE FOR MY HEADCANON AND RAMBLE OF THOUGHTS.

#[IDW Skywarp Headcanon]#//beware long af post

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carolmunson · 2 years ago

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before there was a before (steddie x f!reader)

fluff and smut, plenty of plot but pretty porny. long af, but when am i to be short winded?

warnings: 18+ minors dni, some pretty violent violence at the beginning (bordering actual abuse), eddie to the rescue, some very sweet steve, casual dominance, daddy kink, swearing, p in v sex (unprotected), mocking language, some almost fighting, crying, oral (m receiving), mmf threesome

story takes place in early winter 1991. really want to reiterate that steve isn’t just ‘daddy’ mean at the beginning, he’s actually mean. reader beware.

"And now she's lookin' for a downtown man, that's what I am..." Eddie's hand falls on your thigh, his voice falling in harmony with Billy's while the song crackles through the speakers. He always put your mix on when you were in the car together, especially when you were like this.

You weren’t sure where you were going, but he helped you pack a suitcase this morning for about a week long trip. He almost felt lucky that this blow out with Steve happened before your vacation so he could care for you properly.

Tears were pouring out of you while you looked out the window, remembering Steve’s face while you left – trying to hold back his own tears when Eddie looked back at him.

'You’re gonna bring her back, right? It’s just a week?’ he asked weakly, turning to you, “You don’t have to leave, baby. You don’t have to do this to me. You know I’m sorry.”

’I’ll keep you posted, Steve,’ Eddie’s voice was cool and uncaring, shutting the door behind him. Steve looked out the window while you pulled away and he waved, you tried not to, but you waved back anyway. That’s what had you crying now – his broken face, like a little boy whose parents forgot to pick him up from school. But Eddie wanted you to remember Steve’s face from last night, the whole reason he was taking you away.

“I d-didn’t do anything wr-wrong, you j-just had a bad day at w-work,” you’d cried out on your knees in the bedroom, his frame towering over you with your chin in his fingers.

“What’re you talking back for?” he growled, the Maker’s on his breath was distinct.

“I’m n-not talking back, Stevie. I don’t know wh-why you’re so upset with m-me,” you tried to explain. He’d come home in a bad mood, obviously having stopped at the bar on the way to forget his sorrows in a bottle of bourbon. He made up in his head that you were out all day slacking off, ’probably flirting with the boys at the grocery store, like a fucking slut’ and ’out spending all his fuckin’ money,’ – all because there were dishes in the sink that he had asked you to do this morning. The thing is, you had done the dishes this morning. The house was immaculate because you didn’t want to worry about it being messy during your staycation this week. The boys had promised to clean up after themselves. Eddie had a later shift, so when you were out running errands he was making a cake for his co-worker for her birthday. You called him to complain about him leaving a mess in the kitchen and he begged you not to clean it up – he’d do it when he got home. He apologized profusely over it. “I did the dishes,” you cried, your thighs and backside stinging from where he wailed on you in the kitchen with his belt, “I already t-told you they were Eddie’s. He asked n-not to do them.”

“And you’re a fucking liar,” he hissed.

“I’m not lying, Steve,” you cry while he presses up on your chin, implying he wants you to stand – you do slowly and gingerly. As you get to your height, he grips your jaw hard again and pulls you close to him. His eyes are menacing, challenging you.

“If you keep calling me Steve in my house, it’s gonna get worse for you,” his voice held nothing in it outside of superiority, “You want it to get worse for you?” You shook your head no, not meeting his gaze. Too afraid to set him off.

“Bend over the bed,” his demand made your knees buckle, a fresh crop of tears pouring from your eyes.

“Please don’t, Stevie,” you whimpered, your skin buzzing and welted from his belt and his hands from earlier. You shook while he maneuvered you, lifting your dress back up over your hips – your underwear previously discarded on the kitchen floor.

“This is what you deserve,” Steve’s eyes were dark, “You earned this.” “Say it, baby,” he ordered. Your hung your head while hearing the clink of his belt getting wrapped around his hand again, your body shuddering with sobs, “I earned th-this.”

The next blows made you scream, desperately trying to shimmy away from him. He hooked his arm around your waist roughly to keep you in place, his nails dragging hard and furiously over your beaten skin. A high pitched, pained whine erupted from your throat while he stood back up, rearing his arm back.

“No, please, please don’t do it again,” you cried, giving into his accusations, “I’ll go do the dishes, please, let me go. I’m sorry I lied daddy, I’ll be good – just please stop.” Another hard blow from the belt seared across your ass, and another. Your blubbering booming through the room, into the hallway, and down the stairs.

“So you are a fuckin’ liar?” Steve challenged.

You could hear Eddie bounding up the stairs at the sound of your voice, barreling through the bedroom door frame with a heated expression, “Woah, woah woah, what the fuck is going on in here? She told you to stop.”

He pulled you out of the line of Steve’s next whip of the belt before Steve could react, holding you tightly to his chest while he adjusted your dress back to its proper place. He rubbed soothing circles on your back with his warm, ringed hand while you collapsed into him.

“What’s it for this time, Steve?” Ed asked, exasperated, “What could she have possibly done this time?”

“She’s lying to me about what she did today,” he said, crossing his arms, guilt settling in at the sight of your beaten skin, “I asked her to do the dishes this morning, and she did everything but that. Then she tried to say it was you. You’d be pissed too.”

Eddie takes a deep breath and lets it out of his nose, “It was me.”

“She did the dishes this morning before she left to run errands, I made a cake for Sarah for her birthday – I told her I’d clean them up when I got home,” he said, “Why didn’t you just believe her? You could’ve called the store and asked me.”

“You’re just covering for her like you always do,” Steve said defiantly, standing up off the bed.

“You’re refusing to be wrong, because now you feel bad,” Eddie said, you could feel him start to vibrate, anger setting up in his chest, “You do this every, single, time, you let your bullshit get the better of you.”

“It’s not worth it,” you said, looking up at Eddie and only seeing his chin. You tap his chest and he looks down at you, eyes sad at your tear streaked face, “It’s not worth getting mad over, Ed.”

“It is worth getting mad over, baby. He’s just fucking beating you at this point,” he almost yelled, “You can’t just let him think that’s okay.”

“It’s not worth it,” you hiccup, “I d-don’t want to do this any-anymore.”

They both get quiet, listening to your shuddering breaths as you pull out of Eddie’s hold and go grab some pajamas from your dresser. Steve doesn’t look at you while you walk by him.

“Honey, let me take care of you,” Eddie pleads, “Let’s go relax in the other room, I’ll make it better.” He watches you shuffle and cry out into the hallway. You sulked into the guest room turned mancave next door, slamming the door behind you. “You went to the bar again?” Ed asked, “You fuckin’ reek of bourbon.”

“What do you care?” Steve asked, defensively. Ed stood up close to him, chest puffed, glaring at him down the slope of his nose. “I care –” he begins, giving him a tight shove in the chest, “Because every time you get drunk, you start acting like your fuckin’ dad.”

Steve’s jaw clenches, but he doesn’t retort. His brain was fuzzy and fuming, but he was lucid enough to know that whatever came out of his mouth next would sting – and he wasn’t in the head space to beat Eddie in a fist fight. (He’s never won anyway.)

“Steve…” Eddie starts again, “She’s gonna leave.”

“She’s not gonna leave, Ed,” Steve huffs, “Where is she even gonna go? Back to her parents? She’s living here rent fucking free, whose gonna take care of her like me, hm?”

“Like you? Psht, you really are so far gone, dude,” Ed’s brows knitted, staring down at him, “When’re you gonna get your shit together? Why do I have to keep telling you to get your shit together? Why do I have to keep saving her from you? No one’s taking care of her like you because you don’t take care of her.”

“I have my shit together, Munson,” Steve cracked his neck, “You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”

“Aw you gonna hit me, Harrington?” he mocked with a grin, seeing Steve’s hand twitch while his neck cracked, “Go for it, make my fuckin’ day.” The boys stared each other down for a minute before Steve pushed past Eddie and went down the stairs, the door to the back yard slamming behind him. Eddie sighed, talking to Steve was like talking to a wall. While he soothed you that night – coming in and treating your battered thighs, rubbing your back and legs, covering you in kisses – he thought about what he could do to make this a little better.

“I’m gonna take you somewhere this week,” he mumbled between pecks to your lips, “I’ll pack a bag for you tomorrow, and we can get out of here. You wanna do that?”

You considered it for a minute, “What about the store?”

“What about it?” he asked, “It’s my store, I have employees. They can run it without me for a few days. Let’s get outta dodge for a little, let Steve have some time alone.” Back in the van, Eddie frowned at your crying, letting his hand run over the top of your thigh, “It’s okay, baby. I know he made you feel like you’re doing this to punish him, but you just need a break. That’s okay. No one’s mad at you.” His voice felt like a hot bath on sore muscles, coaxing you to relax. Eddie knew he’d spend the first day trying to get your mind off Steve’s desperate morning pleas to make you stay. Him waking up and making breakfast, spilling apologies over you while pouring your coffee. Trying to give you a kiss before you left, but Eddie wrapped an arm around you before he could.

“And when she knows what she wants from her ti-i-ime. And when she wakes up, and makes up her mi-i-ind,” Eddie’s voice continued to sing along. You thought about the first time you heard Eddie sing it, sitting on his lap in the back seat of Steve’s car when, things had just gotten interesting between the three of you. It was new and exciting, a secret you all liked keeping.

“She’ll see I’m not so tough, just because, I’m in love–”

—

Early October, 1989 “–With an uptown girl! You know I’ve seen her in her uptown world. She’s getting tired of her high-class toys, and all her presents from her uptown boys. She’s got a choice--” You were all piled in the BMW singing along badly, most of the kids were home for the long holiday weekend. Steve and Eddie and the girls wanted to do something fun and fall with them before they went back to school until November. So, apple picking it was – even if it was a little too late in the season. Steve would peer back at you in the rearview mirror and shoot you a smile just so you’d blush back at him. Robin in shotgun (always), Nancy planted firmly on her lap (despite her distress calls that all of this was dangeorus and they should just take the mini-van), and the boys plus Max piled on top of eachother next to you and Eddie. “You sound good,” you encouraged, turning to face him, your faces a little too close, “You a singer or something?”

He rolled his eyes, his voice drenched in sarcasm, “Oh, no, never sang before in my life.”

“I don’t know,” you smiled playfully, “You’re really good. You should like, start a band one day. Know anyone who plays music?”

“Can’t think of anyone actually,” he confessed, his eyes wide and over the top, “None of my friends play instruments – I don’t even know how to hold a guitar.”

He watched you laugh and ached to touch you more, to hold you close to him. To put his hands on your thighs the way he knew you liked it. Ever since Eddie had gotten a taste of you, he selfishly only wanted more of it – all of it, all of you. 'Uptown girl! You know I can’t afford to buy her pearls, but maybe someday when my ship comes in. She’ll understand what kind of guy I’ve been, and then I’ll win.’

He confessed he was a little nervous he wouldn’t be able to get enough at peak ripeness for the pies he wanted to make. He’d made keylime pies this past summer for the ladies at the women’s shelter across from his record store and they were such a hit that he wanted to do apple and pumpkin pies for the fall.

You assured him ten times over that there would be enough apples for him to make pies. You promised you’d climb to the top of any tree if it meant getting all the apples he needed.

You regretted that promise after getting to the orchard.

“C'mon babe, you can do it,” Eddie said, a couple of thick branches above you, holding out his hand while the other held tightly to the trunk of the tree.

“Ed, I – I can’t,” you said, peering down at the ground, frozen in place. Steve laughed a little from back on the ground, cheering you on from the roots, “I’m too scared.”

“Baby you got it, you just have to grab his hand. He’s got you,” he called up, “And if you fall, I got you. Either way, you’re safe.”

Eddie winced when Steve said 'if you fall’, knowing that it would inadvertently put even more doubt in your mind. You looked at your beat up sneakers balancing on the bark.

“Why don’t you climb up here, Harrington?” you called down, “Why does it have to be me?”

“You did promise,” Eddie reminded softly, his hand still out while you met his gaze, beckoning you forward, “C'mon, come to daddy.”

He grinned when you blushed hard, knowing that those couple of words would make your stomach flip and turn a switch in you. Suddenly overcome with a need to please him, you grab his hand, getting pulled up while your feet reached for the next branch for support – hoisting your self up to meet Eddie, face to face with a cluster of gleaming red apples.

“Okay, hold open the bag for me, please?” he asked. You unhooked the half full bag from your shoulder and watched as he balanced close to the end of the branch, it creaking in response to the weight of him and his boots.

“Be careful, Ed,” you warned, but he turned and tossed you a wink. Something he’d do every time you told him to be careful in the future.

He plopped the apples one by one into the bag, until all five had been shorn from their home. He took the handles from you and slung them over his own shoulder, knowing that the increase in weight was making you feel unbalanced. Your face really told him all he needed to know.

“Thank you for being so brave, baby,” he murmurs while pressing a kiss to your lips, hidden behind the leaves. God forbid Nancy or Robin or the gang show up and see it. He left you breathless while he scrambled down the tree like a cat, his boots crunching on the leaves while he landed with a thud.

“Um!” you look down and seeing their feet at the base of the tree, “Guys I – I don’t know if I can get down.”

Steve took a step forward, ducking under a branch to look up at you with his arms crossed. His green sweatshirt hugged his broad shoulders, forearms still slightly tanned from the summer. His watch glinted in the sunlight pooling in from the leaves, shimmering on the ground below.

“You okay, honey?” he asked, frowning at your reddened face, “Want me to come up there and help you?” You shook your head no – but wanted to say yes. You could do this, you made it all the way up here. You could find your way down. “You’re okay,” he cooed, a hand coming up to the lowest branch, “I know you can do it. I’m right here, I got you!”

“Is she stuck?” you heard Dustin’s voice before you saw his shoes approach Eddie’s, then Robin’s sneakers, then Nancy’s, then the gang’s. You huffed with embarrassment – you were a grown woman damn it! You could climb down a tree! How hard could it be?

You trembled while you slowly turned around, treating the uneven branches like a make shift ladder – opposite hand and leg working slowly as you made your way closer to the ground. Soon seeing the groups feet, then their legs, then their chests before Steve’s strong arms wrapped around your middle and pulled you from the last couple of branches.

“Told you, I got you,” he said in your ear, putting your feet on the ground, “What were you so nervous for? You climbed down that tree no problem.”

“Maybe I just needed some of your encouragement,” you flirted with a smile. Steve blushed, pulling you in by the back of the neck to give you a deep, slow kiss. The kind that made the kids still get a little squicked out.

“Alright, get a room Harrington, gross,” Robin muttered, tossing a hand at the both of you while the group moved on to more trees. You stood breathless with Steve, staring at eachother while the cool air tinged both of your cheeks pink.

“So proud of you, angel,” he flashed you a knowing smile while tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear. The praise warmed you up quickly from your core to your finger tips. His fingers laced with yours while you strolled through the orchard. Robin, Nancy, and Max exchanged honey sticks in different flavors. Mike, Eddie, Lucas, and Dustin were chasing each other through the trees, chucking mushy rotten apples at each other that had fallen too soon.

“We’re gonna walk down to the farm,” Steve called out to the group, some strangers even turned to listen with how commanding his voice was.

“Who am I getting cider for?” he asked a little more quietly, everyone raising their hand, the boys making a big show of who wanted the first cup.

“Definitely not you, Wheeler,” Steve muttered, while counting out how many cups he’d need to order. Mike, who’d grown tall and gangly, now in his late teens, still tossed him a face like he was twelve in his basement.

“We’ll meet you down there,” Nancy called over.

You walked together hand in hand, basking in the sun on your face – the kind of sunshine where it was only hot if you stood directly in the rays but the shade was chilly. It wasn’t cold enough for your breath to smoke around you, but the little chill in the wind let you know it wasn’t far away. “You cold?” Steve asked, “I can go get my jacket out of the car.”

“That’s what? A three mile walk away, Steve?” you laughed, “I’ll be okay.”

“I can run, I’m like – super fast,” he said, always talking with his hands in some way or another.

“It’s okay, the cider’s hot, it’ll warm me up,” you squeezed his hand.

“I can warm you up when we get home,” he said under his breath. You hold back an eye roll – with everyone out of ear shot it left a lot of leeway for Steve to act on some new things you’d been trying out. Some rules here and there, some mild punishment (if you could even call it that, it felt so good) – but you weren’t about to press his buttons on a nice day like today. He let go of your hand to pull you in at the waist, walking with his arm around you. With anyone else the position would be awkward over such uneven ground, but Steve had such a way of making everything smooth. He loved being close to you, feeling your body heat, smelling the perfume he bought you ghosting off your skin.

“Is that better?” he asked, “A little warmer?”

You nod up at him, “Much better.”

He keeps himself around you while you approach the large cabin in the farm, a grocery store of sorts. The sounds of children giggling and the petting zoo animals disappearing while the doors close behind you. The rush of warm air from the heating is welcome on your skin and you try to get out of Steve’s hold to inspect a shelf of pumpkin flavored fudge nearby.

“Hey, hey, where you goin’?” he asked, snaking you back in by the belt loop, “We’re here on a mission.”

You huff a little while he pulls you in and you can feel his stare linger on you for a beat longer than normal. A shiver runs through you while he does it, but you don’t meet his eyes. He opts to keep a hand on the small of your back while you both weave through patrons of the store, getting to the back wall where a counter was set up for walk away treats.

“Hi there, how are you?” Steve asked while approaching the counter, always so charming.

“I’m great, thanks for asking,” replies the old woman, her apron tight around her. Her soft gray hair tied in a braid down her back, “What can I get you folks today?”

“I need nine cups of cider, if that’s possible,” he asked, already fishing for his wallet in his back pocket, “And um, a dozen of the cinnamon sugar donuts.”

“Comin’ right up,” she beamed, disappearing into the kitchen.

You both waited, leaning against the counter. You could feel Steve staring again, his hand coming to cup your cheek so you’d face him.

“Hi, Stevie,” you smile.

“Hi,” he says back, “You look so pretty, today.”

“Just today?” you laugh and he melts, his thumb sliding over your cheek bone, now pink from the praise.

“You’re pretty every day,” he confesses, “But there’s something about you right now – just extra pretty.” He shrugs and you take his hand from your face, pressing a soft pillowy kiss to his palm. Steve’s heart races, always a sucker for your soft touches. He’s never gotten over how gentle you can be with him, the way your fingers lace through his hair, when you trace the veins on his hands. When you kiss him slow on the cheek when he’s had a bad day.

The cider and donuts arrive and you check out. Steve, always observant and never one to deny you of anything, made sure to toss a small pack of the pumpkin fudge you were eyeing on the conveyor belt.

“Give me,” he says, while you pick up the cardboard cup holders filled with lidless styrofoam cups. Steam floated up to your face, soothing you as Steve held open the door to the outside – the wind was a little colder now.

“Give it to me, it’s too hot,” he demands. You frown and exchange the cider for the bag of donuts, walking over to the picnic tables a small distance away from the farm. The group had comandeered one, everyone with their bags of apples, cheering when you arrived with the goods. Steve sat at the empty spot across from Eddie while you went around serving everyone – a barrage of 'thank you’s’ and 'your welcomes’ exchanged throughout. When you got to the final cup of cider, your own, you looked around and realized there was no space for you. You stood there, suddenly feeling awkward and out of place, even though you knew all of these people – they had become your friends too over the last ten months.

“Hey,” Steve called over to you, patting his thigh, “This seat’s all yours.”

You do roll your eyes this time while you make your way over, discretely skating your fingers over Eddie’s back while you walk around him to get to Steve’s lap. He struggles to hide his giddiness at the attention, even as you slide onto Steve’s thigh.

“Did you have a good day?” he asks, resting his head on your shoulder. You nod, putting your cider down and fishing the fudge out of the bag, covered in sugar from the donuts. You undo the plastic wrapping neatly, laying it out between you and Eddie, pulling a piece off after cutting it with the small plastic knife taped to the bottom.

Just as before, your face tells Eddie exactly what you need to know.

“You don’t like it?” he asks with a giggle. Your face scrunches and you shake your head no.

“Oh, no, babe I’m sorry,” Steve apologizes as if he made the suggestion to buy it, “Do you want me to go get you a different flavor?”

“No, no, it’s okay,” you say, sipping your cider to take the taste of your mouth, “Sorry for wasting it.”

“Stop, I’ll eat it,” Eddie assured, shoving a piece in his mouth before wrapping it up and putting the remainder in his deep leather jacket pocket.

The ride home was much quieter, everyone a little tired out from running around all day. The BMW seemed to move slower with the weight of everyone’s apples filling up the trunk. Most of the back seat crew was nodding off, Robin, Nancy, and Steve engrossed in a lively discussion about why Married to the Mob is a cinematic masterpiece. Eddie took this chance to snake his arm around your middle and pull you close enough that his nose was in your hair. He leaned his forehead on your shoulder, his hand warm and protective on your opposite hip – your personal seatbelt.

By the time you got back home you were all exhausted, dragging yourselves out of the car – the walk from the driveway to the front door feeling longer than usual. You took turns taking showers and mulling about the house, organizing the apples in the fridge – Eddie starting on pie crusts. Later in the night, you and Steve retreated off to the bedroom while Eddie went to his to read. He tried to ignore your whines and whimpers sneaking in from the cracks in the door, but after a little it got more difficult to not hear you. “Oh, shit,” Eddie could hear Steve’s ragged breaths and moans through the wall. “So good, baby, that’s a good girl,” Steve cooed, Eddie caught your gagging and sputtering. He groaned, closing his book, palming himself over his sweats. Just imagining you with your back arched on your knees on the bed, mouth full, your eyes like saucers while you look up for Steve’s praise. He reached into his pants, letting his fingers graze gently over his length before gripping it at the base, pumping slowly. Thinking back to your last triste in Steve’s room, your mouth wrapped around his cock while Steve’s teased you with his fingers. Watching you moan while he called you his pretty baby, his sweet little whore.

“You wanna ask him?” he heard Steve ask. “Yes, daddy,” your voice had raised a few octaves. Eddie’s breath hitched at your obedience, his strokes getting faster while his tip weeped into his boxers. You knocked on his door, slick and aching between your legs, “Eddie?” you called out.

“Yes, angel?” he asked, snaking his hand out of his pants and opening the door, leaning against the door frame. He tutted at your face, needy and pathetic, a little bit of drool still wet on your chin.

“Can I help you with something?” he asked with a smirk, crossing his heavily inked arms over his chest.

“Will you come play with us?” you asked meekly, self concious over how naked you were in the hallway – even with no one else in the house.

“What do you say when you ask for something?” Steve called sternly from the bedroom.

“Please?” you quickly added, your eyes rounding, ready to please.

“Well when you ask like that…” he says, tilting his head to the side, uncrossing his arms to run a finger down your face.

“C'mon,” he says, offering his hand to you and you speedily take it while he guides you the five steps it takes to get to Steve’s room. Steve is sitting against the headboard, as naked as you are, cock hard and angry in his hand lazily stroking himself in your absense.

You let go of Eddie’s hand to climb back on the bed, marveling at him while he sheds his bottom layers, left only in the chain around his neck. He watches you kneel at the edge of the mattress, your hands outstretch for him, but he bypasses them to pull you in by the back of the neck and cheek. His kiss is hungry and aching, bursting with the heat of all the kisses he wanted to give you today. You return his intensity, snaking your tongue in his mouth – gasping as your lips part only to meet again. Your hand sneaks down to his cock, hard and begging for you, you slide it through your hands and savoring the silky softness of the skin. “Mmmf, please,” he begs into your neck, teeth grazing over your jugular making you jump. Steve quickens his pace on his shaft, face getting hot at sight of both of you, honing in on both of your quickened breaths and moans.

Your thumb slides over the tip and he groans, his teeth marking your shoulder. He needed this, needed you to touch him, to make him feel good like this. His hands wandered, grasping at you, leaving indents on your more fleshy parts. You missed the feeling of his cold rings, he must’ve taken them off when he showered.

“Show daddy what you’re doing, princess,” Steve said softly, “Show me what’s got Eddie feeling so good.” You pull back from Eddie a little, your hand working his cock like he paid you to do it. Your palms covered in a sheen of his pre-cum, helping you jerk him quicker while his breaths start picking up.

“Baby, baby, easy –” he pants, sweat starting to glisten at his hairline. He reaches for your forearm to steady you and you pout while he takes his cock out of your hand.

“I just wanted to make you feel nice,” you say, a little whiny, playing up the part for the boys.

“You’re making me feel so nice, sweet thing,” he coos, “Are you feeling nice? Has anyone made you feel good yet?” You shake your head no – Steve tutts, “Don’t be a liar, baby.”

His low tone makes you sit back down on your calves, Eddie’s eyes darken down on you, his hand on the side of your face snaking into your hair, “Did you already cum before I came in?”

He watches you nod, looking down at your knees.

“Look at me when I ask you a question,” Eddie’s voice gets a little sharp and you pulse between your legs, looking up at him through your lashes.

“I already got to cum, but it’s been a long time,” you urge.

Steve lets a chuckle out through his nose, his erection laying flush against his stomach, “It’s been fifteen minutes.”

“Greedy girl,” Eddie chides, he tugs at your hair, tilting your head back so you meet his eyes, “I have an idea – why don’t you put that mouth back on Daddy’s cock while I fuck you from behind.” “I think that’s a great idea,” Steve says, and you turn to look at him – his eyes are lust blown – the honey brown of them long forgotten, “Don’t you, sweet thing? You were doing such a good job before.”

“Yes, daddy,” you nod, your head fuzzy and floaty at both men throwing demands your way.

“Go,” Eddie says softly, letting go of your hair and nudging your shoulder towards Steve. You crawl the short distance over to him, starting in table top position before arching low. Steve leers at your back and how it curves out into your hips and ass while your lips slide softly over the thick vein starting at the base of his cock.

“Can’t wait to see how pretty you look when you get fucked from behind,” Steve coos, fingers carding through your hair, “Daddy never gets to see that pretty face when you cum.”

“Mmm,” you reply, hot all over. You suck softly on the tip, using your hand on the mid-shaft in the same motion as you did Eddie’s. Twisting just slightly, squeezing at every flick of the wrist. You feel Ed position himself behind you, unaware of how nervous he is – being only the second time he’s been inside you. You shiver at his fingers testing your wetness between your folds, seeing how slick and ready you were before pushing himself in.

“Still a little too tight,” he says, “Don’t know if I’ll fit, angel. We can try another time, yeah?”

“No,” you whined at his teasing, spreading your legs further apart, “Please, sir. I need it.”

“Aw, you need it?” Eddie mocks, two of his fingers sliding back and forth against the length of your slit, “But did you earn it?”

He smirks devilishy at your following whimper, muffled by Steve’s cock hitting the back of your throat. Steve’s head leaned back against the headboard, one hand gripping your hair at the scalp to control your movements on his cock. “Oh, don’t bully her, Ed,” Steve says, making eye contact with him over your body, “She’s definitely – oh fuck – earning it over here.”

“Please,” you whine again, coming up for air, “I’m being so good.”

“She’s being so good,” Steve repeats to Eddie, his mocking makes your cheeks sting but you ignore the feeling as he guides you back down to his tip.

Eddie guides himself in slowly, just starting with the first couple of inches while you start to stretch for him. You gasp, arching deeper, pushing your hips back to take more of him.

“Watch yourself,” Eddie hisses down at you, bringing his hand down in a sharp smack across your left cheek – mouth watering at the reverb of your ass. “Sorry, sir,” you yelp, Steve chuckles at you, already watching you fade behind the eyes.

“Since you think you can take it like a big girl, I won’t be so nice about it,” he growls, shoving himself into you while you lurch forward, a pleasured cry creaking out of your throat. Eddie can barely contain himself, snapping his hips against you in a steady rythm, your slick already wetting the hair at his pelvis.

“Oh my god, oh my god,” you string out, “Fuck, oh fuck, oh my god.” “Eddie, it’s – oh fuck it’s so big,” you whine, feeling one hand splay against your lower back, the other gripping your hip. Eddie chuckles darkly at your confession, feeling your walls clench lightly around him.

“Look at you, baby,” Steve says, scooting forward to meet your face with his, losing your posture to probably take him in your mouth.

“Look at you taking that dick, you’re doing so good,” he lauds, “Daddy’s so impressed with you.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” you gasp, eyes watering at the feeling of Eddie pounding into you. Your fingers gripping the sheets as your walls loosened further to accomodate his size, but it still wasn’t enough. You felt so full of him, the tip of him just grazing your g-spot with every thrust.

“Why don’t you look back and thank Eddie for fuckin’ you so good,” he recommends, but you know it’s an order. Your pussy clenches again, feeling Steve’s tongue and lips on your neck while you turn your head.

Eddie was drunk on the sound of you squelching over him he could barely register you talking. Eyes heavy lidded while your warm, wet slit swallowed him in, holding on tight when he got to the hilt of every thrust. “What was that, baby?” he asks, slowing his thrusts down grunting at how you suddenly felt tighter than before.

“Thank you for – mmm – f-fucking me so s'good, sir,” you manage to croak out. “Just good?” he asks, reaching forward to grab gently at your chin – admiring how your eyes rolled back when Steve sucked on a senstive part of your neck. He’d learn all your sensitive spots soon enough.

“I could fuck you even better,” he says, “You want that?”

You nod feverishly, your cheeks red, your walls flutter around him with wanting. “What do you say?” he asks, mimicking Steve from before. “Please!” you cry out, feeling him pull his length out of you, approaching it from a different angle and – oh. Oh.

You next cry was silent as each pump into you hit the spongey mass of your g-spot with percision. Tears took no time to start streaming down your cheeks, sending Eddie and Steve almost over the edge. “That feels good?” Eddie asked with his brows raised, “You like getting fucked like this?”

“Y-yes,” you whimper, “Yes s-sir. I love getting fucked like this.”

“Why?” he asks, “Tell daddy why you love getting fucked like this.”

You turn to Steve whose fisting himself hard, getting close to the edge – his own personal porn video right here in living color. He uses his free hand to hold your head up, kissing you forcefully – with ownership. “Is it cause you’re a pretty little whore?” Eddie asks, his rythym starting to stutter.

“Is it baby? Is it because you’re a whore?” Steve’s eyes narrow down at you, knowing what to say next to send you over the edge. He could tell Ed was close by the way he was biting his lip, his grip on your hips bound to leave bruises. The heat in your stomach was thrumming with excitement, building tigher and tighter, your eyes shutting tight has your ass bounced back against Eddie’s deep thrusts. Steve takes your chin roughly in his hand to steady you and your eyes pop open, his words come out sweet, “Are you daddy’s filthy fucking whore?”

“Oh fuck!” you cry out, creamy spend coating Eddie’s cock, squeezing down hard on him. He grunts, pulling you back on him so he can keep pumping into you – beads of sweat springing from his forehead to your back. You can barely control your mouth, letting out a string of expletives, finally settling on a breathy chant of, “Yes I’m a whore, yes I’m a whore, I’m such a whore, such a fucking whore for you…” Eddie pulled out, gripping and pumping himself with speed, quickly ordering, “Knees, now.”

You don’t take a second to breathe, scrambling off the bed to get to your knees at the edge of the mattress. Both men, slick with swollen ruddy tips, loomig over your and your open mouth. You stick out your tongue, flattening it over your chin without being asked and you see Steve smile – finally a learned behavior after weeks of trying to drill it into your head. They cum simultaneously in ragged moans, a mix of their seed landing in your mouth, on your tongue, the rest smattering over the rest of your face and your closed eyes. You hear them kiss as they come down, sloppy and needy, soft little ’mms’ escaping their lips as their breaths steadied. You stay in position with your tongue out until you feel Steve take a soft tissue to your eyes. You open them gently, making sure there wasn’t anything left sneaking around, letting them fully open the coast was clear. Your eyes glitter with left over tears, your pupils proving how fucked out you were. The only things in the world being Steve and Eddie, now standing over you.

“Swallow,” Steve says, and you obediently put your tongue back in your mouth – savoring the salty liquid mixing with your saliva as it pours down your throat.

“How you feeling, baby?” Eddie asks, while reaching for his boxer and sweat pants, slipping them on, “Are you okay?”

You nod, too tired to talk, but Steve asks again, “You okay?”

Whenver he repeats a question, you know it’s because he wants to hear you. You’ve never been great at keeping your emotions at bay – you had only cried a couple of times after sex with Steve, just from being over whelmed by the orgasms he’d give you. Even so, if you were gonna cry, he’d rather you do it with him around so he could hold you through it.

“I’m okay,” you rasp out, your throat still sore from the assault of Steve’s cock on your esophagus. “You need some water?” he asked, “That was a lot, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, was a lot,” you repeat, dazed. Eddie pulls you up from your knees gently and sits you on the bed, tilting your face toward him – your eyes unfocused with a dreamy smile.

“You’re not with us right now, huh?” Ed asks. You shake your head no, he sounds a little far away but his touch is electrifying. Before you know it, you’re being laid back down with the covers smoothing over you. The boys shushing and cooing praises on either side of your body, covering you in kisses to the face, your lips, your neck. You came to when a glass of cold water was pressed to your lips, an equally cool wash cloth wiping away the dried spend on your face. The biting cold of both shocked your nervous system, forcing you into a deep shuddering breath.

“There she is,” Steve hums, “There’s my girl.” “Hi,” you say, taking another sip of water. “Hi pretty,” Eddie whispers, nuzzled against your cheek. He presses his lips against it, “Lost you there for a second.”

“Sorry,” you say, but your time between sips was too long for Steve’s liking – he presses the glass to your lips again.

“Don’t apologize, baby. You did so good today,” Steve assures, “You were such a good girl.”

Such a good girl, such a good girl, such a good girl. You could float away at his words, the tone he says it in, the way he means it.

“I have to go start prepping the apples, so I’m gonna go down stairs,” Eddie starts, sliding to the edge of the bed, “But I’ll come back up later to come kiss you goodnight, okay?”

“Can I help?” you ask hopefully. “Why don’t you rest up a little bit more if you’re feeling up to it, you can come help me,” Eddie says, “That was a lot, you should just relax.”

“Okay,” your shoulders droop a little, but you know he’s right. You watch him go, stopping in the bathroom to clean up. Steve puts the empty glass on the bedside table, pulling you close to him. You sink into his arms, feeling protected under the bulge of his bicep flexing over your chest. “Today was nice,” his voice like the warm sugar on the donuts earlier.

“Today was nice,” you agree with a tired, happy sigh. You look at him, his eyes back to the honey brown you fell head over heels for, “I love you, Harrington.”

He blushes, hiding his face in your shoulder, always so vulnerable after a fuck like that. He leaves a peck on the flesh there before meeting your forehead with his. “I love you, too. I love you the most.”

– Midwinter, Early 1991

“Hey,” you hear Eddie’s voice, soft and gentle, “Wake up, baby.”

Your eyes peel open, you’re still in the van but parked. It’s dark out now, you must’ve fallen asleep. Your face feels puffy from crying, the familiar post sob aches creaked in your joints. His hand rubs your shoulder and you lean into it, turning to face him. “Hi sleepy,” he smiles, “Were you dreamin’?”

You nod, but you aren’t sure if you were dreaming – more so caught in a memory.

“We’re here, okay?” he asks, “You want to sit in the van for a minute and get your bearings?”

You rub your eyes and nod, looking out of the windsheild to see a cozy looking inn next to the small parking lot. You’re not sure where you are, but through the first floor windows you can see a fireplace and plush leather chairs. He wanted to take you somewhere safe, you think. Somewhere that doesn’t feel like home does right now. He’s taking you to some version of The Shire, just like in his books.

You hear Eddie get out of the car to collect your bags from the back, he looks over his shoulder with a fond smile. You feel warm and it’s not from the heat still blasting on you. Eddie feels so safe, just like he did on that tree branch at the apple orchard.

Your chest aches again, desperate for how it felt to be a trio again. How it was when Steve was okay, when Eddie wasn’t always on defense, when you weren’t afraid to come home some nights. Like it was before. Before you had a before. Before there was a before.

#THE STEDDIEVERSE #STEDDIE X READER #DOM!STEDDIE X READER #DOM!EDDIEMUNSON #DOM!STEVE HARRINGTON #DOM!STEVE HARRINGTON X READER #DOM!EDDIE MUNSON #DOM!EDDIE MUNSON X READER #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fan fiction #eddie munson fanfiction #stranger things au #eddie munson #stranger things fanfiction

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ober-affen-geil · 4 years ago

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I just reblogged a lovely post about remembering to allow yourself an adjustment period to wearing skirts/dresses and I thought I would give a few tips and reminders to people who may be new to femme fashion, for whatever reason.

- If you’re wearing a “short” skirt or dress (hem above the knee) and it’s loose, be aware that when you sit down or bend over your ass will be uncovered. Be ready to kneel to pick things up rather than bend, and for your thighs to stick like hell to whatever surface you just sat on. This is less of a problem with tighter skirts, but still be aware. (You can wear bike shorts under your skirt to avoid this problem.)

- Dresses and skirts with pockets are a blessing but beware! You must have a solid waist on your skirt or the weight of the pockets will pull it down. Loose skirts/dresses are better to put things in as well because it can hide the shape of the item.

- Be aware that if you’re wearing a shorter skirt, if you swing one leg out of a car you will flash everyone in front of you. This applies to crouching too. Keep your knees together to avoid this. Cross your ankles when sitting instead of your legs to avoid the infamous “Basic Instinct” style reveal.

- Long skirts do usually need special attention on stairs; going down you should grab the back to keep the hem from dragging and going up you should pull up the front to keep from tripping on it. Yes this makes you feel dainty af, I recommend it.

- The thing to remember when walking in heels, of any height, is to walk heel-toe-heel-toe. It may not make sense until you put them on, but remember heel-toe-heel-toe and your ankles will thank you.

- Block heels, especially with ankle support like low boots, are much easier on your feet and are something you could wear all day without too much pain.

- Yes heels make an awesome clicking sound walking down tile hallways and you will feel like a boss ass bitch. Work it.

- If you are planning on wearing makeup all day you should have lipstick and foundation power with you to refresh your lips and your nose when needed. Your lips get the most use, especially during a meal (use a straw whenever possible), and “powdering your nose” isn’t just a euphemism for using the bathroom, your nose “sweats” oil quite a lot and will need touching up.

- When shaving your legs you go *against* the grain, so shave up, not down. Moisturize with lotion after you shave, your skin will need it. (Plus you get to rub your hands all over your gloriously smooth skin so like. Win-win.)

Add more if you like!

#rant #queer things #transfem things #baby gay #baby fem #a riley special #reference

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sanzusbestie · 3 years ago

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Okokok but izana,haitani brothers and hanma where they had a meeting with another gang leader and they found his former gangs pictures and videotape and the videotape/ picture contains the gang leader with their s/o and them being lovey dovey.

Basically their s/o used to date the gang leader they were meeting.Jealousy and fluff.(☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

♡ Jealous Tokyo Revengers boys ♡

Pairings : Hanma Shuji x gn!reader, Haitani Rindou x gn!reader, Haitani Ran x gn!reader, Kurokawa Izana x gn!reader

Warnings : Suggestive

A/n : I know I said I wouldn't post it before my exams but here I am lol. Thank you for requesting and have a nice day ♡

Shuji isn't really jealous

Like if someone would flirt with you he'd just come by your side to show you guys are together and would be like "yeah they're just a nobody"

He told you about the contract he was about to sign, and then you remembered who was the gang leader

You told him he was your ex, like no big deal it's just an ex right ? A nobody as he likes to call them

He didn't want to sign that contract anymore

You had to talk to him for hours, telling him that it was all in the past and that he probably even didn't remember you, to convince him

At the end he was convinced

Was

But then, only God knows how, but he found those pics and L.O.L

He beat the shit out of him

He didn't do it because he was jealous or whatever

Like he's a grown man, he's not going to beat all you exes

He hit him because he was disrespectful to you

Why tf would he keep these pictures ?

The contract never saw the light of the day.

This mf

He acts so cool and all mighty

But he's jealous af

And it shows, he's always seeking your attention and glaring at anyone that'd dare you look at you for too long

Like you actually could take a pic of his face and put it on a "beware of the dog" sign 💀

He does trust you, but he doesn't trust the others

One could even say he's insecure

So when he found those tapes, he was so pissed

Bonten had a meeting with an other organisation

And, not trusting anyone else than his executives, Mikey asked Rindou to look for something, when the others were at the meeting, Bonten could use against them to take them down if they didn't honor their part of the contract

And that's how he came across them

He didn't answer to your "welcome home" when he came back

He directly asked you to explain yourself while showing you the tapes

Which resulted in you being mad at him bc fair enough

You told him about your ex once, it's not your fault he forgot

Like what were supposed to do, remind him every day ?

You guys didn't talk to each other for three days, you had no reason to blame yourself and he had his damn pride

The fourth day he finally gave in

He cooked diner, decorated your bedroom and bathroom with candles while you were at work

He sincerely apologized, knowing you were right

You asked him to give you a massage bc you deserve it after his bullshit

You ended doing something else *wink wonk*.

You're his and he's yours

As simple as that

He does get jealous from time to time

But it's really nothing bad

Also he respects you and your past so he doesn't ask about your previous lovers, if you need to talk about something he will be there for you but if you don't Ran won't pressure you

But he couldn't help the jealousy slowly creeping up in his heart we Rindou gave him the pics he found

Like Hanma, he beat the other guy

He'd face the consequences later, he didn't care

But the fact that this fucker kept these pics of you, held onto them, upset him to no end

But he wasn't mad at you

He did ask you some questions tho and you and you answered each and all of them because you had nothing to hide

He didn't go any further and made you sit on his lap

"Omg, Ran are you actually jealous rn ?"

"I'm not. He probably have a smal dick anyway."

So childish

"Because you think yours is-"

It did an excellent job of silencing your teasing.

First things first, he killed him

No hesitation

How dares he keep those ?

He didn't want to start a fight with you, he really didn't

But, due to his past, he has a lot of issues

First, he has attachment issues

Add to that the fear of abandonment and being replaced

Which will lead to the almost pathological need to know that you won't leave him

He often wonder why you love him while he feels like he's not enough

So other people are potentially a danger

He always compares himself to the others in his head and he's afraid one day you'll leave him for someone better

And he tries to hide it because he knows his jealousy can turn into poison in your relationship

But you know him, you know him better than anyone

That's why when he came home that night and started to ask you some questions that'd seem innocent, you didn't get mad

You didn't do anything wrong so you didn't justify yourself, doing this would've only increased this feeling of jealousy

Instead, you held him close to you

You had a really long and calm discussion

You reminded him why you were with him, how much you loved him

And don't worry, he doesn't actually forget he just had those nagging self-doubts sometimes

You fell asleep in each other's arms

Izana has to work on himself, he knows it and he's trying to be a better person for you, the person you deserve, everyday.

♡

#tokyo revengers #ran haitani #rindou haitani #tokyo revengers x reader #izana kurokawa #tokyo revengers hcs #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyorev headcanons #bonten ran #bonten rindou #hanma shuji

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mangozcat · 3 years ago

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if it's alright with you, may i request a jaemin or jeno angst with fluff at the end (lmao idek how it's going to be possible because i'm thinking of cheating au) but depends on you! you can leave it out. yes pls w a lil smut here n there up to you :) hurt me again pls need to feel something

btw i saw in your last post i hope you're feeling better :( you can take all the time you need pls just take a rest and eat lots of food and drink lots of water and take medicine if really needed. love uuu take care <3

genre -- cHEATING beware, VERY SLOW SMUT, theres a fingering scene yay, fluff and angst sandwich, established relationship, LOL FIRST FIC WITH PROTECTED SEX R U PROUD, reader is a virgin, i chose to annoy you with a stupid mc yw <3, lowkey jeno has a corruption kink, the usual bad boy/good boy triangle trope, a bit of exhibitionism but it doesnt last too long, im a terrible person for this, i fuckin suck at slow smut, AND YES THE ENDING IS SUPPOSED TO BE THAT WAY IM SORRY

a/n -- i'm a hoe for jaemin so you know i'm eager for this one btw ur the cutest anon ever and i love u too!! <33 i kinda mixed both jaemin and jeno, and you’ll see what i mean! hope you enjoy <3 I PRESENT TO YOU: A MESS but jenos part made me horny af

im sorry this took forever im a busy person (i lied im just lazy)

"I feel like I'm going crazy," you whined, tugging at the roots of your hair. staring down at your homework, all the words seemed scrambled and you were utterly drained. homework wasn't exactly your specialty- well, hours of it at least.

you felt hands massaging at your shoulders and someone chuckling behind you. you hummed in delight at the relaxing sensation, dropping your head to allow for better access as your eyes fluttered shut.

you could feel his breath on your neck with every hushed word, and you could hear the comforting tone of his voice as he gently sang to you, relaxing you easily. jaemin truly was a blessing, and you were appreciative to have him here with you.

"I'm sorry, jaem," you murmured quietly

jaemin hummed questioningly. his fingers worked out the knots in your shoulder and you smiled. "I know you didn't exactly expect to sit over here and watch me do my homework for the past hour and a half."

turning in your chair, although you weren't thrilled to lose his massaging hands, you wandered over to him and straddled his lap happily. he shrugged, hands going to your waist and gripping firmly, beginning to rub circles into the clothed skin.

"it's okay, I was just enjoying the view."

you felt a blush rise to your cheeks and your eyes widen a tad, instantly looking away, it took you a very short moment to realize he meant your clothes; a big sweatshirt and no pants. considering you were at home and busy doing homework when jaemin arrived, you forgot to change into something a bit less revealing.

"jaemin!" you exclaimed, biting at the inner skin of your mouth in an attempt to distract yourself. truth be told, you were happy that jaemin noticed you and thought you were attractive enough to admire your exposed skin, but there was just one issue.

you were a virgin (jaemin was your first boyfriend, but you'd never tell him that) and you never exactly understood the whole idea of romantic feelings. and by romantic feelings, you mean arousal- you weren't acquainted with the term all that well.

of course, you didn’t think jaemin cared about these facts. he could see your shyness and innocence, and he never seemed to press for much more out of you. although, the two of you only had been dating for a month or two now, you thought you had a general idea of how he felt towards you.

“yes, pretty girl?” jaemin questioned, bringing one of his hands up to your face. he cupped your chin, rubbing his nose against yours sweetly. you laughed at the sensation, feeling slightly ticklish from his touches. he grinned at you, admiring the cutesy way you closed your eyes with the biggest smile on your face.

you hummed at the boy, leaning forward to peck his lips quickly. “you’re the pretty one,” you said quickly, averting your eyes from his gaze. you could hear jaemin chuckle, but he cooed at you, pulling you back in for another kiss, though it lasted a bit longer than the previous.

“I think you mean handsome,” jaemin said, raising a brow questioningly.

immediately, you shook your head. “I said what I said.”

jaemin only smiled and shook his head, pulling you in for another kiss.

this is how your relationship with jaemin went. he’d come over and give you sweet kisses and whisper comfortingly in your ear. he knew you were dedicated to school, but he was willing and patient. if he ever overstepped any boundaries, or made you uncomfortable, he was by far the kindest man you’d ever met, and apologized wholeheartedly.

if he messed up, you’d hear him outside your bedroom door, whispering apologies. of course, he rarely messed up, and you always gave in soon. you’d open your door to find him looking upset, his eyes puffy from obvious previous crying. you’d give him a hug and tell him everything was okay, and then you’d cuddle on your bed until the two of you fell asleep, or jaemin had to leave.

your relationship with jaemin had a sense of peace written within it. it was as if your life was some fairy tale off a page, serene and extravagant. you didn’t know much about this whole dating thing, but you were ready to try.

when you met jaemin, you were closed off. your boundaries were extremely spread and you weren’t ready for anything serious. in fact, you’d never thought about dating before a day in your life. he came to you in one of your classes, asking you to tutor him in the subject, and it started from there.

when it came to work, you were serious, and your shy nature was practically thrown out the window. jaemin told you that he learned a lot, when in reality, he just had his chin in his hand while he started at your face. you could feel his eyes during those moments, but you didn’t dare look up, only continuing to ramble on.

he came to you with his test scores, giving you a big hug when you saw he was passing each one. of course, you didn’t think he really needed you, and was only pretending to not understand the subject, but you appreciated his praise anyways.

from there, the two of you were friends, and one day, he just asked you out. he told you everything would be nice and slow, and that he promised to never hurt you. you trusted him- besides, he’d never done anything bad before to make you think otherwise.

jaemin stayed true to his word throughout everything.

the one problem was; you didn’t.

it was a mistake. something you knew shouldn’t have happened, and it’s not like you wanted it to happen. you were sweet and shy and innocent, but alcohol does things. parties do things. and honestly, you regretted ever listening to jeno and showing up in the first place.

“just one drink won’t hurt you, baby,” jeno murmured into your ear. in your compromising position, trapped between his arms with your back against the kitchen counter, you weren’t sure you could deny him.

he had a sultry look in his eyes and a husky rasp to his voice. you could feel his breath on your neck, and the warmth of his body, only a mere inches away from touching your own. internally, your mind was screaming, and everything was becoming hazier and hazier as time went on.

you didn’t want the drink. you had places to be tomorrow and it was important to wake up early. get a good night’s rest, take a relaxing bath- so why were you here? why were you slowly beginning to nod your head to his request, giving in to his enchanting aura.

jeno had always been eye candy. he was attractive, somewhat sweet looking while looking sexy all the same. he’d attempted to woo you a few times, but you never gave in. he was nice, but you had jaemin. after your first drink, you couldn’t help but think about your boyfriend.

he was at your house right now, waiting for you to get home and cuddle with him. you wished you were there. yet, once jeno’s hands touched your waist and he had that dangerous smile on his face, you couldn’t help but compare your boyfriend to the man in front of you.

“you’re such a pretty baby,” jeno said, smiling. he tugged your body closer to his own, and you could feel every curve of your own body press against his. it was bittersweet, a feeling you enjoyed while dreading it all the same.

you wished he was jaemin, and in a way, you pictured him as such. as if that made the moment any better. you were clearly drunk, your words slurring and your eyes hazy, glossed over with a gentle fog. every time you saw jeno’s face, you closed your eyes and imagined it as jaemin.

eventually, after many drinks, their faces merged together and you couldn’t tell the difference. when jeno’s lips finally found your own, his hips pressed against yours and he tugged you impossibly closer, savoring the taste of you.

you weren’t sure how long it’d been since that night. you’d be lying if you said that you remembered all of what happened. everything was foggy and you realized; you were so incredibly shitfaced that night and you don’t even know what prompted it.

after the party, you woke up in jeno’s bed, stripped down to your bra and skirt, but you were still acutely aware of the presence beside you. jeno had been awake then, a pill and some water waiting on the bedside table for you to wake up and finally let the light hit your eyes.

you panicked at first. how could you not?

little memory, half naked, and in a bed with someone who was obviously not your boyfriend were three signs of trouble. after jeno explained everything, telling you how sorry he was for taking advantage of you, and giving you a drive home, you managed to make it to your bed before rolling up in a ball and crying nonstop.

it felt traumatic to you. everything happened too fast and it made your head swim, dizziness taking over. you were both relieved and heartbroken to find a little note on your laptop from jaemin, and his absence. you felt like you royally messed up, but at the same time, it felt so scary to think about coming clean.

after a long healing process for yourself, and a supportive and forgiving jaemin by your side (he was convinced you were heartbroken because you forgot to meet up with him), you managed to make it through the next month.

“what are you thinking about, baby?” jaemin hummed, making you acutely aware of your surroundings. you were resting in his lap, head thrown back against his chest. your eyes were staring at the tv, deep in thought.

he could tell something was wrong, that’s just how he is. he’s good at reading you and you’re scared he’s a bit too good. if he just looked a bit harder, you were sure he would know what happened that night, and expose your filthy secrets.

despite this, you put up your facade, beaming up at him as you straightened in his hold. turning, you threw your arms around his neck and leaned in, giving him a sweet kiss.

he smiled into your touch, pulling away just to give a small peck to your lips again.

“you,” you replied smoothly, grinning against his lips. he smiled cheekily, pulling you closer and embracing you warmly. his hands roamed down your back where they rested, stopping short above your butt before parting, coming to rest at your hips.

you hummed at the touch, savoring it for as long as you could before your alarm sounded, sending an echo throughout the room. jaemin huffed, only tugging you closer and hugging you.

“do you have to go?” he questioned, peppering your neck with kisses. you had a class now. of course, it wasn’t important and you could always spend time with your boyfriend and come up with an excuse for your absence later. you were definitely leaning towards that idea more than going.

“stay?” he asked, looking up at you. bringing his hands to your face, he cupped your jaw before dotting kisses across the skin, forcing you to lean your head back and relish in the feel of his lips. “for me, pretty girl?”

god, you wanted to stay.

“and what do I get if I stay?” you teased, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. he visibly shuddered, making you chuckle. he sent you a grin, pulling you closer to his chest.

“what would you like?” he asked. he closed his eyes blissfully, lashes full and dark against his skin. his cheeks were rosy, his lips plump and slightly bruised from your previous, hungry kissing. “what can convince my baby to stay?”

you smiled at the boy, admiring his features. jaemin was always eye candy and he never failed to take your breath away. suddenly, you felt lust overtake you, overcome by the need to admire as much of this beautiful man as you possibly could.

you were drunk on his essence, his aura- his everything- as you stole a kiss off his lips. he smiled, a beaming kind of happiness radiating off him in waves. hesitantly, you rose your hands to his face, cupping his cheeks. every movement was particularly slow, careful, and precise. his breath caught in his throat and your eyes never left his lips, only darting up to his eyes once.

“no convincing needed,” you murmured quietly, stroking the skin of his face with your finger. you got closer- gradually- and as soon as your breath hit his skin, close enough to feel the warmth of your body, it was as if jaemin was struck with something.

what had been slow suddenly turned rabid and the breath was instantly stolen from your lips when he captured yours in a passionate kiss. this one was serious, opposed to all of your prior kisses. it meant something much more than it appeared.

at first, you could sense apprehension within jaemin’s actions. but as soon as his lips hit yours and his hands tugged at your sides, slipping under your shirt to rest on the bare skin, you noticed he was ready, just as you were.

this was what he wanted- what both of you wanted.

your hands slipped from his face and found his shoulders, pushing him back gently. he got the memo, instantly falling back against the covers, his lips never parting from yours. his fingers on your hips sent a shiver down your spine, despite the small, lingering ticklish sensation erupting from the spot.

your tongue met his, a mix of saliva and passion. he pulled away after a brief moment, his lungs filling with air as a heave overcame him. he wasn’t finished though, as you were quickly turned over, now laying beneath the gentle boy as his lips found your collarbone.

he teasingly kissed the area, erupting both a pleasant and annoyed sigh from you. you were painstakingly aware of his member pressing against you, forcing you to realize something; this was it. you were about to lose your virginity to a boy you cared for- though a fear still lingered within you.

sensing your pause, jaemin halted, finding your eyes. “is this really what you want?” he asked. he wasn’t sure what answer he wanted. he knew you were apprehensive of sex ever since the two of you started dating- hell, at first you were scared to kiss him.

“I think so,” you murmured, looking at him.

he grabbed your face gently, rubbing circles into the skin of your cheek, making you close your eyes at the comforting feel. “that’s not an answer I can trust, pretty girl,” he said sadly. “I need a definite answer.”

your eyes fluttered open after a moment, drinking him in. he looked just as scared as you were- after all, this was his first time too, right? jaemin was always a gentle boy, and that’s one of the reasons why you liked him. this felt right. finally, after a harsh swallow and a nod, you spoke.

“yes. I want this.”

jaemin didn’t need to hear much more. he sent you a soft smile before his lips found yours, and his kisses became more aggressive and hungry than you were used to. you somewhat liked the new pace, finding it easy to lose yourself in the pleasure he brought you.

when his hips suddenly snapped against yours, your back arched against the boy and a moan left your lips. he took advantage of your open mouth, slipping his tongue in to mingle with your own. your legs wrapped around his waist, tugging him closer so you could feel even more friction.

your head lolled back against the covers, a shiver wracking your body at how intense everything felt. nothing much had happened, but every sensation was new and incredibly pleasuring for you. you were clinging to jaemin, moans escaping your lips almost infinitely.

“you sound so pretty,” jaemin said, his voice husky. a groan left his lips when your hips met his own, pushing against him. almost instantly, his eyes closed and his head fell against your shoulder. seeing his reaction, you did it again, noticing how his grip on you got tighter every second.

when you tried to do it again, his hand held your hips down to the bed, making you frown. “why’d you make me stop?” you whined, trying to snap your hips up and out of his hold.

“I won’t last if you keep doing that,” he whispered into your ear, making a blush erupt on your face.

“oh...”

you were surprised- though excited- when jaemin’s fingers found the band of your underwear. his lips were still on your neck, kissing softly, while a fire began brewing upon the skin his fingers trailed. he was under your panties, making you nervous.

his finger teased at your slit, making an instant moan fall from your lips. you tensed at the feeling, a bit embarrassed when you realized how close he was to your pussy. it was washed away though, when his thumb rubbed slow circles into your clit, causing you to dig your teeth into your bottom lip.

his middle finger teased your entrance, before slipping in. you whined at the feeling, a breathy moan leaving your lips. you weren’t used to this sensation- an indescribable pleasure wracking your body. jaemin was enjoying himself, watching your facial expressions with curiosity and aiming to please.

“feels really…” you murmured, feeling your words slip away. he curled his finger up, slowly thrusting. the spot felt different- good enough make anyone fall limp. it was a toe-curling sensation and you stilled, your breath caught in your throat. a second later, you let out a choked moan, “g-good.”

“yeah?” jaemin murmured, pressing his hips into yours. he was incredibly hard and you could tell. a surprised gasp left your lips once he removed his finger, grinning mischievously. “this will feel even better, baby.”

when he started unbuckling his jeans, you fell back, attempting to catch your breath. you tried to prepare yourself for what was about to happen, though you knew it was pretty much impossible.

you lifted yourself up on your elbows, watching as jaemin opened his wallet that was tucked in the back pocket of his jeans. he grabbed a condom from the pocket, putting it between his teeth as he tugged down his trousers. when he took of his underwear with one hand, the other helping his teeth open the gleaming package, you felt a blush on your cheeks.

your first instinct was to look away. but, strangely enough, you couldn’t. as much as you wanted to respect him, your eyes stayed glued to his naked form. his chiseled abdomen and a perfect v-shape leading to his dick- and his dick; it was scary how big it was, and you found yourself wondering if you could even handle him.

jaemin merely observed you, a red tint on his cheeks. though he pulled both of you out of his when he put the condom over his dick, leaning down over you and getting into position. “you sure?” he murmured, asking again, his nose tickling your neck. he pressed a soft, sweet kiss to the skin there.

“yeah,” you said, cupping his face. you forced him to look at you, pulling him into a kiss. “I’m scared but I trust you.”

he smiled.

lifting your legs with his hands, he made sure he could position himself perfectly between your legs. you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling your heartbeat in your chest. in your position, pressed against jaemin, you found reassurance in one thing; his heart was beating wildly too.

it was slow. the seconds felt like hours and it eventually felt like an eternity. his tip seemed to tease your entrance for ages, before he started to gently push into you. you tightened your grip on jaemin, biting your lip to mask the pain. he was big, and you felt like you were being stretched uncomfortably.

eventually, he was fully inside you, and the pain had slowly started to subside. your head lolled back and your breathy groans quickly turned to moans. it felt good, and you couldn’t deny that you understood now why people were so obsessed with sex.

it felt so good, so sweet, like you were on cloud nine.

when jaemin noticed that you were ready for him to move, he started to thrust. your eyes snapped open and you let out a moan, clawing at jaemin’s back. “f-fuck,” jaemin murmured in your ear, feeling your walls tighten around him uncontrollably.

the smell of sex filled the room, and the echoing sounds of moans mixed with groans bounced off the walls. you wrapped your legs around jaemin’s waist, pulling him closer.

your lips met for a messy kiss, constantly broken by the need for air. as a band began to build in your stomach, jaemin’s moans began getting louder and louder. your moans had long turned to cries and you were desperately grasping for jaemin.

something was missing, and you needed it- though you weren’t sure what it was. you felt good and it was only getting better by the second, but there was something; it wasn’t enough.

“n-need more, jaem…” you said, closing your eyes tightly and trying to reach your breaking point.

he groaned in your ear, before one of his hands managed to sneak between the two of you. his thumb desperately rubbed at your clit and you cried- that was exactly what you needed.

all of a sudden, you snapped, your vision going white and your ears filling with a dull ringing. you panted, staring up at jaemin dreamily. he continued to thrust, making you hiss, though he finished a fee moments later with a grunt.

he collapsed onto you, holding his weight with his arms. “baby…” he said, though no words followed. he just laid there, holding onto you for dear life, as you slowly drifted off to sleep.

you couldn’t have asked for a sweeter first time.

[now playing: you right by doja cat]

you stared blankly at your shopping list. you’d read over it about 5 times now, but still, every word seemed scrambled and you just couldn’t realize what it was you were shopping for.

you had been standing in the shopping aisle for about 10 minutes now, an empty cart beside you. eventually, you said screw the list, and started putting whatever you wanted in your cart.

cookies can’t hurt anyone, right?

these donuts too.

maybe I should get those poptarts.

“that’s a lot of junk food, don’t you think?” jeno said, his breath hot on your neck. you jumped, turning to stare at the boy. your heartbeat was erratic and you immediately shoved him back.

“you could’ve given me a heart attack!”

jeno shrugged, though an amused gleam was shining in his eyes.

“and no, it’s a perfectly healthy amount.”

jeno nodded as you strolled your cart off, trailing behind you. he watched as you shoved stuff into your cart. “several doctors would disagree,” he said, watching you struggle to reach something on a top shelf.

he grabbed it for you, tossing it in your cart. you mumbled a quiet thanks to the boy. “well, doctors aren’t exactly always right,” you said matter-of-factly, strolling forward.

jeno tossed his arm around your shoulders, smiling.

“we should talk,” he said.

“about what?”

he turned to you, trapping you against the shelves with his arms. the aisle was otherwise empty aside from the two of you, and you had never wished for the presence of strangers more.

“about you begging me for my cock at that party, baby,” he said quietly, a finger under your chin and tilting your head up to meet his eyes. your eyes immediately widened.

“i didn’t do that-“ you said hastily. you remember making out with him- of which you regret-, but you don’t remember even remotely getting past the kissing.

“oh yeah, you did.”

his eyes were dark, lust swimming in the shallows. “you even told me exactly what you wanted,” he said, inching closer to you. you gulped. “you wanted me to spread your legs and give your cute little pussy kisses. then you wanted me to ruin you with my cock.”

you blinked at his vulgar words, shrinking under his hungry gaze. “I could do that right now, couldn’t I?” he asked, his lips right beside your ear. his hands wandered, finding your hips and inching under your shirt. he teasingly tugged at the waistband of your pants, pulling it back and letting it snap against your skin.

you flinched at the sensation, feeling a bubble in your throat. you struggled to find your words and everything came out as merely a little gasp. “It would be so easy to take you in the bathroom, y’know? or take you to my car.”

your heart was beating profusely and you were on the verge of moaning, picturing the scenes he was painting in your head.

“maybe I’d paint you in my cum,” he whispered.

suddenly, jeno pulled back. he admired the flushed look on your face, and the way your knees were seconds away from buckling. he sent you a sweet smile before backing up.

“hope you have a great shopping trip.”

god, what have you gotten yourself into.

it didn’t take long for you to hook up with jeno. he was too tempting, sending you filthy texts every night before bed, all of which lead to heated sex with jaemin while you internally moaned jeno’s name.

you ran into each other at a cafe, and you couldn’t deny how alive he made you felt. he managed to talk you into letting him finger you in public, which was a surprise for you.

you never imagined yourself being into something like that. but jeno seemed to bring out the more daring part of you. you ended up getting a text from jaemin in the middle of it, which made you feel nothing but regret.

you promised yourself it wouldn’t last. jeno was a mistake and you wouldn’t let him ruin your relationship with jaemin. yet, you couldn’t uphold the promise.

you were finding yourself more and more drawn to jeno. the hookups became more passionate and frequent, and sometimes jaemin was even in the same room as the two of you.

you felt terrible, but you were attached to jaemin. you didn’t wanna break his heart but you genuinely enjoying being in a relationship with him, even if you were cheating.

but, of course, something had to go wrong.

you found yourself frozen, a cold chill running down your spine, as you took in the scene. jaemin, holding your phone in his hands, a white settling over his pretty skin. his eyes held hurt and he couldn’t even bring himself to look at at you.

you knew immediately:

jaemin saw jeno’s texts.

and almost instantly, your heart broke in two.

but it was too late: jaemin’s heart was already shattered.

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