#[ YOU'RE NOT DONE YET GOTH GIRL ]

[spiderwarden]

The Sharran was amusing to think that the duo could stand on the same footing. Perhaps a little over a hundred years ago when Minthara herself was a mere cleric, but since that time she has been through training beyond the Half Elf's comprehension. Still, she could sense that Shadowheart was almost eager to get a measure of her own stature, Minthara will entertain the notion for the mutual benefit of seeing Shadowheart in action.

A child of the nightsinger. Minthara could see right away the motivations that drove the younger of the two, despite being unable to remember anything of her past, Shadowheart hoped that Shar would fill the void inside of her. Or perhaps found comfort in the silence found in her prayers, that was the beacon of the one and only Shar, was it not? Solace in solitude, presence found in the empty room, comfort found in nothingness. O'Lolth preserve her, at least the Spider Queen made herself known during prayer..

Shadowheart held the qualities of a fine soldier, and perhaps in time with the right influence around her could be made into a finer warrior. For now she was- Minthara lifts her foot with an instant side step to dodge a kick at her legs. The parry that followed was quick and fluid while the Drow thwacks the front of her ankle off of the side of Shadowheart's thigh. A correction to a poor guard, before another swipe at her had Minthara circling around the Sharran. For now, Shadowheart's eagerness reflected in her actions and that can only be corrected with experience or by a more senior officer. The Drow did not mind being that senior officer.

If she wanted a measure of her character, Minthara was all too happy to provide.

The Drow gave another strike to her guard, this time behind the thigh as her own steps danced away before falling into stance. Oftentimes in Menzobarranzan, blood would be drawn as an example for such a weakness and it took everything in Minthara not to extend the same sentiment that her own mother did to her. The best of techniques were always efficiently executed by the masters after all, and often times drawing blood was always the way to ensure they would not repeat their mistakes.

Minthara fakes another hit at her legs, a feign of intentions after weakening the muscles in her leg, before she takes full advantage of the clumsy guard and charges forward. Driving her shoulder into Shadowheart's middle and pushing up with her knees to drive the Half Elf off her feet. Lifting the Sharran with ease before locking her hands into her thighs and dropping her into the ground.

She lands between her thighs and lifts up with the expectation of a flurry of arms to drag her down to begin the grapple on the ground. But instead finds Shadowheart entirely in submission and no attempted guard against the hand that Minthara had clasped against her throat. no fight when the Drow dragged each leg up to straddle her middle. Excitement is lit within a red gaze while she looks over the Sharran's face, adrenaline rushing through her in the thrill of battle - no matter how trivial. No matter how minute, battle was hammered into her blood, and that reflected now in Minthara's silent mirth.

The allure of her submission was almost too much to witness. It was a small wonder that her Goddess liked to see her on her knees when she made such a delicious sight on her back. Minthara tilts her head while her gaze wandered over Shadoowheart's neck, pinpointing every single inch that would kill the half elf instantly. Wonderful places to bite...

Then she moves, nearly dips her head to mold her lips to Shadowheart's, nearly steals that kiss that was so begging to be taken of her, before the Sharran speaks and the spell was broken. Minthara freezes with the admission, and then smiles. Then quickly locks her head under her arm into a choke and tosses herself onto her back with the lock of her ankles around Shadowheart's middle.

@grief-worn / a small reply to this. - STR ROLL 19

[writersdrug]

Thinking about Simon with a goth! gf, and introducing his team to you.

Warnings: cursing, very slight nsfw, pda

Typed this up on my lunch break, not thoroughly proofread, ending is meh but it's been rotting in my brain so I had to push it out. Feel free to send me asks about this headcannon, I'd love to write more about it! <3

Simon insists on dragging his team to the nearest pub after a particularly rough day, offering to buy then a round of whiskey. They are all reluctant at first, complaining about aching backs and heads, and Price saying that the missus was expecting him.

Then Simon mumbles something about how his girl would've loved to meet them.

"Yer wha' now?"

"My girl."

Suddenly, Gaz's headache is gone. "Must've just been dehydrated, I suppose." Soap's back feels much better, after being able to sit in the car for just- five minutes, now. And Price? Apparently, the missus was at a dinner raffle for her charity- thing, and he'd just now remembered.

So, drinks and a quick bite at the pub you worked at. It was settled.

Simon leads them in shortly after parking the truck. The other three quickly scan the room for anyone who stands out. As Simon brings them to a booth in the back, they all take a seat, heads on a swivel for some pretty thing to come bouncing over and latch herself onto him.

"Gonna hit the head." Simon says. "I'll put our drinks in- she'll bring 'em over, she'll be done with 'er shift soon."

As he leaves, Soap, Gaz, and Price all sit there in a few moments of observatory silence. It's much harder to sample the crowd, they realize, since there's apparently no dress code for the servers. Johnny eyes each person like a hawk, until he sees a potential pick.

"Tha' one." He says, nodding towards a busty, long-legged blonde. Price and Gaz follow his line of sight to her as she leans against the bar, playing with her hair and laughing at something her friend says. Her bootcut jeans and frilly top accentuate her curves, and it's obvious that every man in her vicinity is ogling. "Twenty on 'er. Seems like he'd be into swimsuit models, eh?"

Gaz humms, scrunching his nose disapprovingly. "Nah, mate- too simple."

"Feck is simple 'bout 'er?"

"I mean for Simon." Gaz corrects Soap. "Don't think he'd want someone so... ditzy- no offense to her." He adds. "I think he wants a girl who can hold her own, in the physical and the figurative sense. Someone..." he narrows his eyes, searching through the crowd of people. "Like her."

He discretely points to a woman across the bar. She's playing darts with a few people, and hits the bullseye perfectly just as Soap and Price look her way. Her tank top and cargo pants show how defined, yet lean her muscles are. She looks like she could last a few decent minutes in a brawl. "I bet on her."

"Well I'll raise ye forty - I ken LT wants someone more... passive."

"Forty it is, then. I'd love to have you pay my bill tonight."

"If I may..." Price chimes in, leaning against the back of the booth with a smug look, arms folded over his chest, "I'd love to get in on this little game o' yours, and walk away with eighty pounds t'night - because you're both wrong."

Soap smirks. "And how's tha', Cap?"

Price smooths his fingers over his mutton chops. "Well, for starters, I'm a bit ashamed o' you boys. Neither of those girls actually work here, do they? Mm?"

Gaz groans, letting his head drop against the wall behind him. It takes Soap another moment, but then he remembers Simon saying this was where you worked. The whole point of them going to this specific pub was because you'd already be here, on the clock.

"Shite..." he mumbles.

"Alright, sir." Gaz says defeatedly. "Lay it on us."

Price leans his elbows on the table and points his finger straight ahead; Gaz and Soap both follow it to the bar, where a sweet-looking girl is punching orders into a server tablet. She has long, silky, red hair, and a petite frame. She smiles so kindly at every patron who speaks to her, and when she makes their drinks, she is quick with it, still engaging in conversation as she shakes the mixer with a powerful arm. Despite the crowd, she seems to be managing fine on her own.

"Her." Price says, tucking his hand back onto the table. "Y' see that face? The way she talks to 'em all? How she's soft and tough at the same time? Imagine that birdie tucked under his wing, eh?"

Soap and Gaz can imagine it. She's a cute little thing, a social butterfly, it seems - the perfect polar opposite to Simon that just might be the perfect fit.

"And I know he's got a thing for redheads." Price adds.

"Piss off, how d'ye ken tha'?" Soap grumbles.

Price shrugs. "Call it intuition."

Simon comes around the corner, carrying several glasses of neat whiskey. "Sorry-" he says, setting a glass in front of Price, and handing out the others as he sits down on the end of the booth. "She's on 'er way now."

"No worries." Price says, trying to hide his smirk. "Didn't know y' were into redheads, Simon."

Simon pauses, looking down at the table in confusion - then he chuckles. "Yeah, s'pose I am. How did y' know? Did she come by already?"

Price laughs. "No, son. We were just sayin'-"

"Hey baby!"

You turn the corner and lean down, squealing as you throw your arms around Simon's neck and kiss him. The other three look on with shock, and Soap is about ready to throw this random woman off of Simon, until he holds you just as tightly and kisses you back.

Price's smirk falls right onto the table when he realizes that he is just as wrong as the other two.

You're Simon's bird. Simon's raven. Black, styled hair, with black lipstick that is currently smudging Simon's chin. You have a choker - no, several chokers, wrapped around your neck, as well as a tiny corked bottle filled with red liquid that makes Soap and Gaz nervous, dangling from a chain. Long, black-painted fingernails, with small spiderwebs decorating the tips, caressing his face and the back of his neck. Your arms and legs are covered with torn fishnets and small tattoos, and you're wearing a black number with a corset, paired with studded Doc Martin's.

You finally pull away and look at the rest of them. "Sorry- nice to finally meet the lot of you." You say, shaking each one of their hands. Your eyes are striking, with full, dark lashes, eyeliner, and red contacts. Gages and a bull ring, too. Soap feels a shiver run up his spine when he looks at you head on, and Gaz hasn't picked his jaw up off the floor since you came around.

"Erm-" Price clears his throat, "pardon us- call me John. This is Kyle, and Johnny." He gestures to the other two, still watching you with a mix of curiosity and awe.

"I've heard so much about you. It's good to put names to the face." You say with a smile, shaking the other two's hands. Gaz manages to smile a bit, but Soap has the same shocked expression plastered onto his face.

Simon has a love-drunk, black-smudged smile on his lips as you sit down in his lap. "She's been wantin' t' meet you all for a while, now. Sorry I kept 'er a secret."

"To be fair, I'm usually hard to find." You say, grabbing a napkin and wiping the lipstick off Simon's face. "I'm either here, at class, or roaming around and people-watching... at night, of course. People are more interesting when it's dark out." You traced a fingernail along his jugular as he stared up at you.

"John 'ere knew you were a redhead."

"How?! Oh my god- are my roots showing?"

"Nah, luvie, he's just observant. 'S our job." Simon places a kiss to your forehead. You smiled, leaning into the kiss.

"Oh, kitchen's about to close. You wanna split a burger, Si?"

"Sure, get what you like."

"'S no onions ok?"

"Fine w' me - chips?"

"You know it." You giggle, making a show of squishing his cheek and biting it. You turn to the rest of his team with a smile. "You boys hungry?"

Price is the first one to speak, taking a heavy breath in, causing Soap and Gaz to finally snap out of their trance. "Erm- whatever you get, we'll do the same. On us tonight."

"Oooh, you sure?" You asked, raising your eyebrows. Simon looked at Price curiously.

"You positive, cap?"

Price nodded. "Lost a bet."

Simon looks even more concerned. You pat his shoulder and stand up. "I'll go punch it in, be right back." You give him a peck on the cheek, and begin to walk away - Simon's attention returns to you as he hooks a finger in the chain choker around your neck and tugs you back.

Soap, Gaz, and Price all watch, stupefied, as you land back in Simon's lap with a giggle. He grabs your chin between his thick fingers and kisses you on the lips, shamelessly letting his tongue slide past your teeth and squeezing your thigh. You laugh into the kiss, letting him devour you for a moment, before tapping his cheek and breaking away.

"I got fifteen minutes to put everyone's order in, Si."

"That's plenty of time, dove."

"Yeah, but then kitchen will get mad for doing it last minute, and I don't want-"

He chuckles, gently shoving out off of his lap and smacking your rump through your skirt. "You're fine, go on."

You smile, then disappear behind the booth, boots thudding against the hardwood floors.

Simon looks back at the three of them - Soap is staring between you and him, a blush covering his face. Gaz immediately turns to look at the wall, scratching his chin, and Price is gazing into his whiskey, though there's a lingering surprise in his eyes.

"So- what bet?" Simon asks, adjusting his hips; Soap notices his hand reaching down to palm at the fabric over his groin. "I don' remember bettin' nothin'."

"We weren't bettin' on ye pullin' her out ye pockets, LT." Soap comments, trying to avoid Simon's eyes. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out forty pounds, slapping it onto the table.

"It makes sense..." Gaz, chimes in. "With your whole skeleton look, she fits you."

Simon slowly smiles, understanding what they had bet on. "Oh... I see. Lemme guess - you thought I's with someone more... simple? Lile that blonde at the bar, is tha' right?"

"Tha's what I said!!" Soap exclaims, dropping his fist to the table. "You got te give me credit fer pointin' t' a swimsuit model first, aye?"

"Oh- because every bloke on earth is shallow enough to care about swimsuit models." Gaz scoffs. "I at least picked someone who didn't look so bloody helpless." He gestures to the girl playing darts with her friends. "You don't even know if the other girl's a model."

"Well, one can imagine..."

"Feel as though I's the closest..." Price mutters under his breath, making the other two glare at him.

"Ye were not."

"Get off your high horse, cap-"

"Well- try this." Simon leans on his forearms with a smug look on his face. "My bird? She's a model, and she's a black-belt in Judo, and-" he looks at Price- "she's a natural redhead."

They all look between Simon and you, as you stand behind the bar and punch their orders in, laughing with the other redhead. Their eyes would drop onto the table if they were any wider.

"You sly dog-" Gas comments with a chuckle.

"I don' believe ye." Soap says, crossing his arms. "Wha' kind o' model?"

"Lingerie."

Price chokes on his whiskey.

"Bullshit." Soap snaps. "Pictures or ye lyin'."

"Nah." Simon sighs, leaning back in his seat and daking a sip of his whiskey. "Not the ones I have, at least. But pick up the last "Bloodletting" magazine, and she's there."

They all sit there, a bit dumbfounded, watching you walk back to the booth. How on earth did someone like Simon land someone like you?

Simon's full of surprises, even in his personal life.

[moonydustx]

another day, another thought (a smutty one)

(Sorry for mistakes, this has been drafted for so long that I confess I didn't pay attention to proofreading)

(I added jujutsu kaisen characters because I'm still obsessed, let me know if you'd prefer me to separate the content)

MDNI | Minors do not interact

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You were the most precious thing to him.

You were a comfort on stressful days, a breath of air every time the sea seemed to pull him under. The way you loved each other was no different. Slow thrusts, hands sliding down your body, sweet praises sang in your ear every time you felt him deeper inside you. You are like a goddess on top of him, riding him and allowing your hands to trace delicious patterns over his skin.

"You're so good, so beautiful. I could stay here all day."

"Do you have one more for me? Please, babe, just give me one more."

"Open that pretty mouth… That's it, nice and slow. You fucking love it, don't you?"

Sometimes they thought about what it would be like to ruin you, what it would be like to see your red ass slapped, tears falling from your eyes as he fucked you.

But after filling you, the way your eyes seemed lost, your body panting and a simple touch seemed to take you to ecstasy. Damn, that was already too much. You were already too much.

Killer, Katakuri, Mihawk (hear me out all goth aside, he's sweet), Sanji, Kaku, Rayleigh, Ace, Usopp (OP), Nanami, Higuruma, Choso (JJK)

You were his girl.

Hand in hand through the streets, two companions for any situation, two fearless souls ready to do anything. You were his fearless girl, except when you were alone. Alone you were his whore he dominated you and you didn't bother to complain. Asking for more and more as he left you hanging on the edge. Tears down your face as he thrust hard, your legs hanging against his shoulders as you could barely breathe.

"You can take it like a good girl, huh? Or you'd rather be a little whore. My little whore of my own."

"I want to see you make a mess, cum for me."

The sound of the slaps on your ass echoed, yet on all fours towards him you tried to seek even more contact. It didn't take long for your honey to spread all over the bed and your legs to weaken. Feeling him cum inside you, his body soon appeared on your back.

"Such a good girl. You did very well sweetheart."

Crocodile (he is the owner of this category), Smoker, Rob Lucci, Kid, Bartolomeo, Paulie (OP), Toji (JJK)

You were the apple of his eye.

For anyone looking, it was difficult to understand the relationship between the two of you. You were always in places together, but it was difficult to decide if you actually had something. But you had, at least between the two of you. There were times when, after a difficult night, you ended up in each other's beds. Sometimes just looking for a slower pace, for deep thrusts filled with wet kisses. Other times, the two of you were just after each other's orgasms. The noise of his skin against yours echoed, your hair was pulled and you moaned without worrying about who might hear.

"I missed you so much, I won't let you get out of this bed."

"Hold it a little. That pussy squeezing me, fuck… I need to cum with you. Hold it a little, can you hold it a little? I want to feel you cum with me."

Sometimes it was missing each other, sometimes it was stress, sometimes it was jealousy. There would always be an excuse, a feeling and a desire that would drag you to their bed.

"Can you stay here for the night? I'm not done with you yet."

"You're going to leave me full of hickeys." "At least that idiot friend of yours will know you have an owner." "Owner?" "You still don't understand, do you?"

Law, Zoro, Shanks, Franky, Luffy, Sabo (most of the time he goes into crazy sex mode) (OP), Gojo, Geto (JJK)

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oh my god so many tags sorry

a/n: Would you add anyone else? Let me know!

[arlerts-angel]

hii!! i just binged a bunch of your tokyo revengers drabbles and im absolutely in love with the way you write 😭 i was wondering if you could do a nerd baji x goth girlfriend reader smut :3 maybe shes helping him study and they just get distracted and fuck 🤭

also could i be added to your taglist? :3 <3

a/n: TYSM 😭🫶 absolutely!! i love this idea sm!! also i do know the difference between emo and goth but for the sake of a title,,, PRETEND IT'S THE SAME 😭

pairing: keisuke baji x fem!reader

warnings: mutual masturbation | penetrative sex (piv) | reader is physically ambiguous + has a pussy | baji calls you pretty and sweetheart

taglist: @i-literally-cant-with-this @darkstarlight82 @kokonoiscoconut @kazutora-kurokawa @katkitkats @milky-aeons @lees-chaotic-brain @toji-girl-main

🖤 𝑮𝑶𝑻 𝑨𝑵 𝑬𝑴𝑶 𝑩𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯, 𝑺𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝒀 𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑹.ᐟ

"keiii– we've been studying for hours, i feel like my brain is melting." you groan.

"sounds like the kind of thing you'd be into..." he chuckles quietly, writing away at his notes.

you ignore his comment and kiss his neck. "entertain me, kei..."

baji chuckles nervously as his pants start to tighten. "right now?"

you nod and knead helplessly at the tent growing in his pants. he groans quietly and bucks his hips against your hand. "you're so needy..."

you fling yourself onto the bed behind you, spread your legs and start rubbing your clit in circles. "mmm, keii~" you moan. he sits, watching you play with yourself. he shuffles his pants off his legs then starts jerking his cock.

"you're so hot..." he says breathily, watching the way your fingers trace your sensitive bud.

"if you don't come fuck me right now, keisuke baji, i'm gonna have to do it myself..." you tease.

he emerges from his seat and crawls on top of you, plunging his fat cock into you. "how many times are you gonna cum for me?"

"mmm-! kei-!!" you moan as his girth fills you.

"once for being so fucking pretty..." he counts, thrusting his hips into yours.

"twice for distracting me..." he continues.

"three times for making me walk away from my studies to take care of your needy pussy..."

"please don't stop, kei-!!"

"hm? three times isn't enough? tsk..." he reaches down to play with your clit while he fucks his cock deep into you.

"mmm-! 'm gonna cum, kei! wanna cum for you!" you mewl.

"make a mess on this cock, pretty. it's all yours. fuuuck-!" he groans, thrusting sloppily into you.

your walls clench around his cock as the electric feeling of your orgasm pulses through your body. "cumming kei! 'm cumming! mm-ah!"

he continues to fuck you through your high, coming up on his release as you come down. "shit baby, open your mouth f'me..."

"augh! fuck!" he slams his hips into you one final time before pulling out and shooting his cum into your mouth and throat.

"thank you kei", you breathe, "i really needed you."

"don't thank me now, sweetheart. i'm not done with you yet."

[n4n1cybergoth]

⚔️?

(action starter? Action starter!)

Middle of the day patrol. You know what you do when you're paroling the streets in the middle of the day? Rescuing cats from trees, helping people who need directions. The kind of thing that USED to be done by the cops, back when they just patrolled the streets on foot and bothered to talk to people.

Still, if they were going to give up the space of being the friendly neighborhood person making people feel safer, Cybergoth certainly could fill that space! And nobody would comment about how she looked, considering how superheroes tend to be just... Like That.

You know, incredibly attractive people in skintight latex and the like.

Action? She had yet to really SEE action. She didn't have flight or anything like that, just a motorcycle and a connection to the police band. Most of the time, if something gets called in either the police are swarming the site (and wouldn't want some random goth forcing her way in.) or some other hero's already dealt with it!

No, sadly, so far her day to day was handing the nice little girl her cat (who was only mildly confused his claws couldn't stick into the strange woman who easily pulled it free from the tree branch with strength alone) and walking back to her bike, adjusting her goggles and breather mask that was the real component of her hero 'outfit'.

Seriously, what did it take to get some action around here? Something that stands out?

[macsimagines]

do you remember that only fans darling prompt you did a while back? could i ask for the same prompt with hakkai, shinichiro and kakucho?

ok so this one got pretty yandere and pretty quick on one of these i hope i didnt go too far

MINORS DNI

WARNINGS: SEX WORK, CAM-GIRL, SUGARBABY, STALKING BEHAVIOR, MENTION OF KILLING, VOYEURISM, POSSIBLE NONCON

HAKKAI SHIBA

It was by accident that he saw your account. His brother had left his damn phone open on your camgirl profile. He's blushing and squirming like the awkward delinquent he is.

Hakkai can't get you out of his head though. He's rerunning the scene on the phone over and over again. It was only a few seconds of you moaning, humping your pillow, in pretty white lingerie. He didn't even get a full view of you face.

But he did get a full eyeful of your profile name and soon he's pulling up your page and his eyes are opened to video after video of your perfect fucking body on display.

You like to play with different aesthetics here and there, a goth lingerie set, or a baby doll in another one. His eyes only scan for one moment until he sees the video from earlier, then he's not wasting a second (or dime) and feasting on the full video.

"Baby?" you coo to the camera, full lips in a pout and eyes fluttering so pretty, "Are you gonna help me?" Before he knows it, Hakkai is pumping to match your rhythm as you grind against the pillow between your legs.

He's subscribing and watching your live streams like they're gospel, living every second as though he were with you, under you, inside you.

Eventually his delusion starts to crack when he remembers his brother is one of your subscribers. Just one of many, in fact. That's not going to work for him darling. Even if you didn't know he was out there you shouldn't have been unfaithful to your soulmate.

It's ok, he knows you were just making these videos as a way to reach out to him. Your two lonely souls were obviously in desperate need of each other. He can be everything you'd ever need, and you're already perfect.

Don't worry baby, he's got a long list of Subscribers, starting with his brother to get through. But as soon as he's done weeding out the scum he'll come to rescue you.

Shinichiro Sano

Ok so you were suggested by Waka, who said if he couldn't actually get laid, because of his constant rejections, then you were probably the next best thing.

Holy hell was that bastard right, you were an absolute angel. Your voice was soft and silky, your skin was so perfect, and your face! It was like looking at a work of art.

Embarrassingly tipped a large amount as soon as he joined your live stream. "Hmmm, Blackdragon? Thank you so much! As a special present why don't you tell me what you want to see?"

Shinichiro is pulling himself from his sweats so fast as he types out a response. [pls let me see you cum] His cock twitches in his hand when he watches you lick your lips and ask, "How should I make myself, Daddy?"

The name has him almost spilling in his hand but he steadies himself. [use something big. to get you ready for daddy.]

By some miracle Shinichiro actually lasted until you were squirting all over a thick toy, convinced that it was some kind of sign you were coming together.

From that day forward, you're his wife. See you don't know that yet, but it's true. He's got to get everything ready for you for when you move in with him and have his children.

But he's sure you want it just as badly as he does. The way you call him Daddy when he leaves a nice fat tip, how you always cum the hardest around the toys he buys you, how you're always telling him thank you when he wires you more money.

Don't worry. Soon you won't need to care about things like that. All that mattered to him was that you helped him become a real daddy soon. Don't worry baby. He's going to find you.

Kakucho Hitto

Haitani brothers were yammering away about some weird shit on the internet and the topic of cam girls was brought up. He wasn't really an active part of the conversation, more like an active listener. Kakucho had never even watched internet porn and always just prompted for dirty magazines. It wasn't like there was access to that shit in his group home.

But one day in the future he's alone at night thinking back to that convo and ends up researching cam sites. He stumbled on your page and something about how... Soft you looked had him clicking on a video.

It started off slow, you were in a swim suit sucking on a popsicle, your sinful tongue skillfully swirling along the iced treat. "It's so hot, daddy~ Help me cool off?"

For the first time in his life he's watching someone make themselves cum in a public pool. And that's what your page is all about. Voyeurism. Almost getting caught, or being watched by another naughty on looker. He does more research and discovers that its all consensual, and highly safe scenes that are set up. So no actual danger.

Until one day he sees you. He'd become a fan and watched your streams regularly, but seeing you in person was extremely different. You just happened to be taking the train at the same time and he was sure you were on your way to your day job. But here he is getting hard thinking about shoving you into a corner and fingering you. How he knows you like.

It starts out innocent. Just... watching you everyday on the train. Imagining touching you under your skirt, make you squirm as everyone swarms you. Then it turned into following you to work and home. Picking out every alley way on your routine that would make for a good hiding spot to wait in. To grab you, to fuck you.

But he would never do that darling. Never. He just likes to watch. He swears! Kakucho just wants to see you everyday. Maybe brush his finger tips softly on your thigh, maybe breath a little to close to your neck, maybe just this once...touch you.

[dreamwreaver]

Despite all odds, even with the hate towards Charlastor... we still managed to get just enough crumbs in the show to make ourselves a cute little cake we hoard to ourselves.

They can cry "father figure," "toxic manipulative relationship," all they want, we still get the scenes of them in a bedroom, air charged with a not-so-platonic tension. Their insults won't change the fact that Charlie and Alastor have chemistry.

I think they also forget that charlastor, like most "problematic" ships is filled with people who are in a sense fandom elders. And what I mean by that is they do not subscribe to the more modern view where in order for something to be shippable it HAS to be made canon. Like, no?

For me, shipping has always been a matter of dynamic and characters rather than something falling into a certain platonic relationship type that I then want to corrupt or pervert despite what others might say. Then again, the anti habit of forcing everything to fit into a nuclear familial relationship dynamic is... weird. Way weirder than me saying I want these two characters who have chemistry to bang.

Also, side note, have you ever SEEN some of the dynamics they try and force as familial platonic? My favorite was the musicalbabes for Beetlejuice. They called this man crawling around on hands and knees, moaning for a goth girl teasing his name, her, "fun creepy uncle". Guys, if you actually have an uncle that behaves the way that character does around you that's a red flag.

Same with charlastor; you're telling me it's super normal for your dad to be all up in your business the way Al is with Charlie? Gripping her, groping by some frames? Maybe it's just because I have a good relationship with my father but that's not what a healthy father-daughter dynamic should look like. My dad has never once grabbed me even remotely close to the way Al manhandles Charlie.

As for the crumbs... if those are crumbs I'd love to see what Viv's team would give us as a meal. Again, like even without shipper goggles on Al and Charlie just generally get more screen time together than the actual canon couple! And the fact that we're now getting yet another influx of chaggie merch and promises of content... yeah I think someone realizes they fucked up but it's too late to backpedal now. The damage has been done. A friend of mine got a comment on an art piece of theirs that said "I know it's your AU but... isn't chaggie canon?"

My friend, the fact that you have to ask that is BAD. The fact that there's so little content in show for your ship you get threatened by a drawing? That's just bad writing. This is why you need unhinged fandom girlies on your writing team, they will give you the best content for ships if you give them a chance. Why do you think the "fic author to romance author" pipeline exists haha

[breakingsanity-aruani]

You've talked about Aruani during their Cadet days, which I absolutely love! Though.. I do wonder, if you have anything related to Castes!Aruani (or however it's called.)

If there isn't much, then I'm happy to hear more of your Cadet!Aruani thoughts, both ways work! Have a lovely day, Smile!

OOH!! HI hi! Thank you so much for the ask, Rux!! :3 And ah! Another very fun one! Mmmmm, well I do have a oneshot fic for Castes!AruAni as you likely know from a post I made a few days ago... so yes, I have a few headcanons, hehe. Likewise ofc I have more cadet!AruAni too!! But we'll do them another day when I am back home :3 (I am away on a trip, boring... ugh, I just wanna write my fic!! xD)

Oki, Castes!AruAni headcanon time!!

When Armin and Annie first met... I believe here, it was actually Annie who spoke first instead of Armin, unlike in main canon where I think Armin speaks up first. This is because 'bad girl' Annie KNOWS what she likes without question and is more confident in her social skills than in canon... at least, to me! She spends some time 'investigating' this cutie nerd with glasses, and noticed how she gets glances from him, only for the blond to turn away bashfully. So, Annie speaks to him first... and while Armin is surprised, a simple "Hey" isn't enough to scare him off. After these two have a decent talk about science class, they wave goodbye and go about their separate ways for the day... smiling. "See you tomorrow?" "Yes, tomorrow sounds good."

Their meetings after this gradually become more fun and less awkward, with Annie kind of falling into EMA's trio a tad- though only when Armin is there xD. If it's just Eren or Mikasa, Annie will not give them a word. This isn't because she dislikes them... but rather, her social battery can only take so much! While I think her social skills are better here than in canon (I believe)... Annie is still faaar from a social butterfly xD

Armin, namely after just a few interactions with Annie, has become SO enamored by her. Outside of Mikasa, his goth BFF, no girl has actually talked to him in an unironic way! As one of the 'nerds', he isn't exactly high on the school chain of respect... even though he should be!! Yet, Annie sees his smarts! Though he wonders if she also likes anime... things to figure out later. Even so, Armin wants to learn more about Annie.

Eventually their feelings are fully realized, and they DO confess after a few months of knowing each other... but ofc it's through little letters and indirect means, until BOTH simply say it out loud to each other at the same time :3

After feelings are shared, they go into a secret relationship... not because they are embarrassed of themselves, but due to the social norms of the school. Everyone would freak out if they knew! Thus, they only hold hands when it's just them... and sit close to each other at lunch. Not even Eren and Mikasa know! .... that is until later that Sunday when Armin visits Mikasa's house, and she locks the door behind them. "Tell me everything. Have you two been holding hands? Did she put you up to this? Has she kissed you!? Like- on the LIPS!??" Armin now overwhelmed and wondering how the hell did Mikasa figure- wait, it's Mikasa... OF COURSE SHE FIGURED IT OUT! "W-We haven't done anything! A-And it was up to both of us! We haven't kissed yet..." .... ......... "... YET!?!?"

Once their relationship becomes public knowledge (no, Mikasa didn't spill the beans xD). It would be after their first kiss... which Armin decides to go for... but it's Annie that really leans into it, and after their lips part, she says, "... Fuck... you're sweet. Did I ever tell you that I... really like sweets?" A smirk on her face... Armin's crimson blush reveals the truth, "N-No... you didn't. I'm glad for it though..." A gentle smile... (Sorry they are just CUTIES)

Whenever they go out to eat, even though Armin dislikes it and wants to pay more, Annie usually suggests she pays their bill because she has far more cash than Armin does... she doesn't do her guitar sessions for free!

Speaking of!! Armin is SO in love with how Annie plays the guitar! He could, and HAS listened to her for HOURS! Laying on the floor, kicking his feet as he gazes up at her playing while visiting her home... All Armin can think of is how stunningly beautiful Annie is...

That is all I have for now... I will likely give more when I am back home! Allow me to say too that I am away for a couple of days, but I will try to respond when I can!! <3. So please feel free to still send asks if you want, it may take me longer than usual to reply is all!

As for this ask, it was OFC SO FUN!!! I haven't thought about Castes AruAni nearly as much as canon or... even my own versions of the characters that are in my fic :3 Even so, much fun!! Thank you a lot for this ask <3. I hope you liked these headcanons!! More to come probably, hehe.

[columbiastapshoes]

hello twin peaks fandom. i just finished the og 2 seasons and for the later half of season 2 i put live reactions in my notes app. here are the highlights <3 (lmk if u want the full version it’s so much longer)

‼️spoiler warning‼️ ALSO if you read me saying ‘evil cooper’ i am talking about windom earle. i did not know there would be a literal evil cooper. at the end of the reactions ‘evil cooper #2’ is referring to cooper’s doppelgänger <3 also also!! the double return means it’s a new collection of notes that i wrote down in the same moment if that makes sense? i wanted to do screenshots instead of the actual text but alas i can only upload ten </3

- "psychological evaluation" he already has an autism diagnosis leave bro alone

- ok hang on. if josie dies and harry couldn't protect her. then. parallels with caroline dying and cooper couldn't protect her. Hm :3 (update! david lynch the man that you are.)

- "what is the greatest gift one human being can give to another?" and bobby and i make the same 🤨 face

- weasel. right. yes. i am following this conversation

- sksksksksk save the weasels

- sorry

- im really sorry

- this is the worst possible person to be helping rn. unfortunately he is incredibly smart.

- earle is dale if he used his autism for evil

- i certainly hate you james fwiw!!

- you guys have started over again like 30473938 times stop it

- "please come home with me" "actually you should go" GUYS

- done with y'all where are the queers

- cooper appears from a bush and goes "you never loved her anywayyyyy"

- christ this is rough where are my boys

- MY BOYS??? oh no it's you :/

- haha you're not gonna tell him right

- ohhhh dear :3

- im going to kms :3

- hello bri ish man would you like a bo'ol of wo'uh

- chess? great! sheriff to fbi agent. they kiss. they both win

- "have someone keep an eye on him" CUDDLE WIFH HIM COWARD HE CLEARLY NEEDS YOU. YOU ARE THE FIRST AND ONLY PERSON TO CALM HIM DOWN AND ALLOW HIM TO CRY INSTEAD OF YELL. WHAT THENFUCK DALE COOPER DO U REALIZE HOW MUCH HE LOVES U. sigh

- I DONT CARE ABOUT THE FUCKING WEASELS THIS IS SO FUCKING. RGH

- no way they have roblox dress to impress in twin peaks

- OH NO HE EVIL WHITTLES HES LIFERALLY RVIL COOPER

- i wanna kiss this sad sad man very desperately

- break it with a hammer ??? dumdum

- WOWEEBOB !! !!

- "not all men" ur right pete martell would never

- my boys have not been together as much and it's making me STBERE THEY ARE WITH A HOMOSEXUAL ARM AROUND THE SHOULDER

- oh there's a bomb! ok!

- HARRY HAS A GRANDPA SWEATERRRRR I LOVE HIMMM

- they touched hands they wanna make out sooooo bad

- the bomb can wait you guys are in love

- cooper so preeeeetttyyyyyy :333

- andy i love you very dearly

- i love how harry is so gentle and kind and patient with lucy and then he's like ANDY SHUT THE FUCK UP

- girls night (cooper interrogating audrey donna and shelly)

- wow thats comforting if i was told this i would burst into tears or flames

- i love it when cooper is in front of a whiteboard

- "for instance?" i KNEW thats how u would approach dirty talk u fancy motherfucker

- THEY ARE NOT MAKING EYE CONTACT IN AN IMPORTANT CONVERSATION. AUTISM.

- why is bro goth what happened

- evil cooper you need to either do normal foundation or all white WHY ARE HIS TEETH BLAAACK

- bro is NOT siouxsie 😭😭😭

- yeah no shit. is this. news. i knew this before u fbi fuckers did

- URETHRA! ☝️

- you could KISS him? okay evil cooper..

- finished my brownie. crave death

- who is bro talking to

- oh leo hi leo

- it hasn't panned to leo yet i think he's like dead and they'll reveal it in a sec

- oh nom worse than dead ow ow ow ow

- OW OW OW OW OWWWWIEEEEEE

- WHERE DID HE FIND THE TARANTULAS

- dw leo i can take them home. they are my friends

- giggling a lil. about. cooper.

- BY HEAVENS oh my god

- i'm still giggling about cooper but it has turned from "i want him" giggling to "BY HEAVENS!!" giggling

- ok sorry what's the issue i got distracted

- sorry had to rewind two more times BY HEAVENS is taking me out

- i always said this show needed a dance sequence (i never said that)

- jeez u guys suck not u lucy ur eating

- I ALWAYS SAID TWIN PEAKS NEEDED A KICKLINE AND TOP HATS (i never said that)

- closeup on harry's face pls don't i need GRAND THEFT AUTO.

- sorry pete just said grand theft auto.

- can my cats stop beefing i have a show to watch

- WHERE ARE HER DRAPE RUNNERS!!!!

- you don't fucking say things got out of hand Michael.

- most useless side plot i do not care

- CAN MY CATS STOP BEEEEFINGGG

- HOLY SHIT ITS EVIL COOPER TO ME AND EVIL COOPER LITERALLY!!!!!

- how is he not crying and screaming in a fetal position that would be my plan

- why is evil cooper #2 kinda.

- why do i lowkey want evil cooper #2

- TBIS FUCKING KID WITH THE FLASHLIGHT

- bobs camera angle looks like a ring doorbell

thank you!

[hazelenergy]

Rules: If you're tagged, make a new post with links to music and/or lyrics describing the following...

Thank you @gorbalsvampire for the tag! Now for some oc brianworms music:

Event that defines your character's past:

Would You Come To My Funeral by the Crawlers Would you come to my funeral And mourn the me you never knew? ... But would you come to my funeral? There's a seat laid out for you I couldn't pass without telling you That I miss you

How your character sees themselves:

Advice & Vices by Chelsea Wolfe Cause I never listen to my own best advice, no Like one thing leads to another Like one heart bleeds for another

As Above, So Below by Sunshine Blind Another few weeks and I'll be somewhere else Another city or another country Out of money wearing dirty laundry ... Another few words and I'll be someone else My face depends on the storytelling What I am will be what I'm selling Who forgets who? May be just as well I may forget you I may forget myself

How others view them: going to be honest, there's a lot of feelings towards hazel, heres a few:

E-GIRLS ARE RUINING MY LIFE! by CORPSE, Savage Ga$p "Man, I swear these goth girls finna fuck up my life"

I Hope You Die in a Fire by Grand Commander [self explanatory]

Warm Shadow by Fink Won't you stop breakin' in Red sky, red light, awakenin' And I don't want another day to break, no no no Take our, steal our night away

Wolf Like Me by Lera Lynn ft Shovels and Rope Baby doll, I recognize Your hideous thing inside If ever there were a lucky kind, it's You, you, you, you

Their closest relationship (platonic or romantic):

Anywhere but Here by PVRIS Smells like jasmine and clover Blood rushin' over And over and over Now we drop our composure Drunken or sober Just take me home 'cause I need you now

A major fight scene:

This one is less of a fight scene and more of a humanity drop moment with her 1st coterie: My Name Is Human by Highly Suspect Get up off your knees, girl Stand face to face with your God And find out what you are

Sabotage by the Beastie Boys this one has a particular scene from Hazel's first chronicle. She and her coterie discovered the headquarters the SI in Atlanta. The coterie all knew they were the Cam's favorite scapegoat, and decided to make sure the problem was uprooted before word ever reached their most merciful Prince's ears... or worse, their adoptive sire. Cue molotov cocktails, chase scenes to lure hunters into danger, computers being blue screened and harddrives smashed, and one explosion with three thinbloods not turning back to look at. It was almost perfect. Almost.

Opening credits song:

Atlanta: Six Feet Deep by The Warning But it's way too late, nothing left to hate Such a bitter taste, what a shame ... Yeah, what you gonna say when you're choking on my name? 'Cause it's over Six-feet deep I'll be seeing you underground! Got you figured out! Can't get any lower now 'Cause it's over Six-feet deep

Miami/Tampa: can u see me in the dark? by Halestorm, I Prevail Broken bones and blood shot eyes I hope you like my new disguise We're not the same, you and I So don't you dare forget In this crowded room alone In the search of things unknown The face I wear is not my own So don't you forget .... Come feast your eyes on me .... So can you see me in the dark? Are you watching it all fall apart?

OKC Interlude: Aint Killed Me Yet by Adia Victoria … So pour me one last drink And lit me one last smoke And keep the jukebox paid 'til we both go broke Now, it's a hard way of living but The living ain't killed me yet

@tommysdiner @duskbornbitchqueen (if yall havent already done so, tag youre it!)

[pransesdp]

*sips tea* -Soooo, dunno if the ship-circle-meme thing is still popular or not/has been done lately in the DP fandom... buuut couldn't resist giving it a try after I went back and updated a ship template I made awhile back lol Here's the blank template below for anyone who wishes to fill it out too (just be sure to give credit when you're done! ^^):

My current ship opinions shouuuuld be self-explanatory for the most part, but for anyone curious of my specific thoughts & such, feel free to read below! 👍

~DP OTPs~

-Danny x Sam

Yeah yeah, call me cliche/basic all you want with this being in the OTP rank… but dangit, I just can’t help it after all the fond nostalgia for them I’ve had over the years~💜. A dorky ghostly hero w/ a spunky goth girl, encouraging eachother’s strengths & working through whichever hardships come their way, and by staying so supportive through thick & thin… it allowed for feelings to steadily blossom by the end~ 💚. Was it "perfectly" handled, development-wise? Well, maybe not. Do I wish they could've gotten together sooner so we'd actually see how they'd work as a couple? Absolutely. But all-in-all… writing flaws aside, I can't help but enjoy them anyway~ x3

-Dash x Jazz

Most def one of my more… "controversial" picks for an OTP these days, but hear me out lol. As much of an obnoxious jerk Dash was for most of the show… it always intrigued me alot for how he had that brief crush on Jazz early-on 🤔. Like, the girl wasn't even a popular kid herself from what we've seen in the show (often preferring books to people, half the time)… yet Dash of all people caught a bit of feels for her enough-to invite her to his party? Interesting 👀 Do I think they would've worked as an actual canon ship? …Weeell, most likely no lol. BUT, can't say I'm not a sucker for a good ol' "confident nerd x smug jock" dynamic, esp for the potential of Jazz helping to humble Dash in his place + Dash encouraging Jazz to loosen up more & have fun (away from just being the "responsible" smart one all the time). Hehee~ ;p

-Ghostwriter x Ember

One of my "newer" OTPs as of late, I just love the potential of two artsy-inclined ghosts (Ember w/ her music + Ghostwriter w/ his writing) forging a special bond together~ 💜Whether it's Ember nudging GW out of his comfort zone like the kickass babe she is, GW encouraging more "downtime" moments for Ember at home (whenever the rockstar fame gets too much), and then occasionally annoying everyone with their poetic displays of lovin' when they're out & about together~ -w-

-Jack x Maddie

I mean, this one's a no-brainer to put here lol =P Two happily-married, proud ghost-researchers who work perfectly as a "brains & brawn" duo. Even if there's occasional moments of marital spats (-often from Jack's excitable mishaps 😅 lol), the way they're ultimately always able to find their way back to eachother (even in an AU-timeline where Maddie married Vlad) is just… d'awwww~ ❤️

-Johnny 13 x Kitty

The OG ghost sweethearts whom I'm so sad never seems to feel fully-appreciated by the fandom… even though there's SO much to love about them imho~ The way Johnny was so devoted to bring Kitty into the human world with him (even if it had to involve using Jazz along the way), Kitty's protective rage upon seeing Danny hurt Johnny (despite being mad at him earlier), and the behind-the-scenes element of their VAs being a married couple irl just adds another layer of sweetness to them ngl~ 💚

-Nocturn x Desiree

Two ancient, powerful ghostly spirits keen for chaos and grandeur for themselves… they'd be quite a power couple match the more I've thought of them (+working with their son, Reve). Reminding me alot of Xibalba & La Muerte from "The Book of Life", in a way~ lol ;p

-Walker x Spectra

The stern, crooked ghost warden w/ the cunning shadow lady, if thats not already a recipe for some "steamy" chemistry there~ 👀💚

-Fright Knight x Dorathea

The fiercest ghostly knight with the growing-badass dragon princess spells SO much for beautiful ship chemistry~ :love: With the Fright Knight clearly being a man who values strength & confidence, to have Dorathea around for him to admire and protect (& vice-versa with her own dragon-shifting skills)… just hhhhhhh I NEED it in my life ToT ❤️

-Danielle x Valerie

These two definitely caught my heart ALOT more than I expected these last couple years; from the way Danielle was the key to helping Valerie realize not all ghosts are bad, their moment of teamwork once Danny & Val helped to save her from Vlad, and even that bit of them sneakily scaring Danny at the end was pretty amusing to see~ lol Whether as a strong duo of friends, or something "more" down the line, either way these girls def deserve all the love in the world~ ❤️

-Paulina x Star I will never not be a sucker for a classic "girlboss gfs" ship, and even if Paulina & Star didn't get too much development/focus (outside of being mean girls)… well, they just give me all the feels with how well they click together~ ❤️With Star being one of the few characters Paulina was shown to genuinely care about (to the point of legit crying when Star went missing in "Claw of the Wild"), and the way they're always so doting & sweet when hanging out on the sidelines, how could you not see them potentially getting together~? :3

~DP Loved Ships~

-Desiree x Dorathea

The sneaky chaotic genie with the dutifully kind princess, a pair I think could have loads of potential after all both ladies have been through~ :aww: If it weren't for my attachment to other ships (+Arthur & Reve's characters in my NG), I'd def be down to give 'em more love ngl~ ❤️

-Freakshow x Lydia

While we never really got to know more of the context behind their relationship (if they're just a pair of allies, friends, or something "more"), I enjoyed seeing their chemistry of working together stealthily even after Freakshow lost everything/got further lost-in power. If there ever was a chance to see more of them together, I'd be down for that! ^^

-Kwan x Sam

My overall second-fave Sam ship from the series and one I seem to grow more & more fond of as of late 💜While only really interacting a handful of times, I just love how Sam was able to reach out to Kwan in offering him a chance to hangout (seeming to know that deep down he truly means well, despite all his clumsiness/loyalty to Dash). And Kwan being so dorky and keen to get into Sam's interests was pretty adorb too, so I can just imagine all their fun potential as a "golden retriever x black cat" duo :3 . Sam encouraging him to stand his ground, Kwan helping Sam tone down her temper/stubborn habits, all that jazz~ ;P

-Tucker x Valerie

Ngl, I'm still bummed the show abruptly ended this one before it could fully-flourish… 'cause man they seemed to have such a sweet setup going by "Shades of Gray" 💛. Tucker reaching out to Valerie to cheer her up (even after she lost her popularity/wealth), Valerie (albeit at first using him to get more info on the Fentons) seeming to lowkey enjoy his company the more she hung out with him, and seeing Tuck even going that extra mile to take the fall for Valerie's dad during that ghost accident at the end (which could've really gotten him in trouble)… just, c'mon how could you not find see the ship-potential in that~? :3 While I'm ultimately fine with these two just staying as friends from then-on, I can't help thinking of the "What Ifs?" with them now & then~ ^^

-Valerie x Sam

Again, yet another pair that I feel the fandom's sadly sleeping on… 'cause c'moooon, these girls would be SO fitting as a gf duo together!~ :D Their whole conflict regarding Danny aside, they've got quite a bit in-common in terms of their strong-willed spirits, loyalty to their loved ones, and even while stubborn at times, they've got the drives to try & do the right thing when it all comes down to it~ 👍 As well as having their own lil differences that could help give each girl a better perspective on things (not all popular/preppy kids are bad, not every outcast kid is a “loser", etc.). Ups & downs they may have at times, Val x Sam could def use some more love all-in-all! 💜🧡

~DP Liked Ships~

-Danny x Valerie

Probably the most popualr Valerie ship in terms of the general fandom, and rewatching the show its not hard to see why! Both having gone from two bickering kids unable to stand eachother, to a ghost & hunter duo having to learn how to work together, and even their brief dating phase/further-truce down the line allowed for some solid development to form imo :3 I may not be too invested in this one compared to other ships I have for them both, but kudos to the fans who try to give them that proper attention the showed failed on (even if just closure-wise) anyway! ^^

-Danielle x Sam

While their interactions all-in-all were a lil brief, I couldn't help getting the cute image out of my head of Dani lowkey getting a puppy crush on Sam at some point~ ;p Nothing too serious or anything, just a nice lil bit of amusing fluff imo.

-Jazz x Sam

They may have had their differences when Jazz first joined the team, but I did find it sweet how well the girls learned to work together by the end of "Girls Night Out" (gave me a bit of Starfire & Raven vibes ngl lol) :3 I may lowkey be a bit more invested in them friendship-wise, but they're still a fun pair either way ^^

-Pandora x Dorathea

Hehe, the Double-Dora ship lmao =P Silly pun-theming aside, I think it'd be cute seeing Doratea be so in awe of Pandora's wisdom, strength & protective heart for her realm. Even if nothing serious forms from there, I think it'd still be sweet~ ^^

-Kwan x Paulina

Set as I am with the Paulina x Star ship, if I had to envision what kind of guy I'd potentially put with her instead… hmmmm, I think her & Kwan could be cute? .3. With his laidback sweetheart nature balancing well against her sassier tendencies, it'd be fun to see how they'd click imo :3

-Kwan x Tucker

Hehe, ngl… it will never not crack me up how Tuck's first instinct of "YOU'LL NEVER REPLACE DANNY, NEVER!" is almost-immediately followed up to these two frolicking through a meadow lol Guess even Tucker couldn't resist the big sweetheart after awhile, d'aww~ ;P

~DP Ok Ships~

-Jazz x Tucker

A semi-common ship I’ve seen floating around in DP fanfics (mainly as a side ship to DxS), and I’ll admit I can see why it’d appeal. Both are generally smart kids, having helped eachother out here & there on Team Phantom (like the “Frightmare” ep), and the idea of Danny’s bff becoming his future brother-in-law has some cute & funny potential to it lol. On the other hand, though… ehh, part of me feels like it may be a bit too convenient to ship off Tuck w/ Jazz as the only other singles in Team Phantom (lowkey almost akin to Sokka x Toph being commonly shipped alongside Kataang in ATLA-). Not to say its a “bad” ship idea in the grand scheme of things… buuuut idk, I feel like it’d kinda depend on how its written imo .3.

-Wes x Jazz As generally “in-the-middle” I’ve always been to Wes Weston on his own (since he basically just kinda exists to be the “Derpy Hooves” in the DP fandom lol), I’ll admit the fan-content between him & Jazz looked rather cute ^^. Can’t quiiiite put them much higher given Wes’ overall background character-status (so his personality could basically be anything you want… for better or worse lol), but yee .3.

-Technus x Desiree

I seem to semi-regularly spot this around here & there whenever I look up ghost-focused DP ships… which seems like they’d have an interesting “Opposites Attract” angle together, the more I think about it 🤔 Can’t say I’ve ever been that big of a Technus fan tho, hence why this one’s a bit lower-ranked ngl.

-Kwan x Star

One of the other “mainstream” human ships I’ve seen in the DP fandom, mainly shipped through some side ship/NG-related roles. And… I mean, I guess it is a fairly harmless pair for the most part, given they both seemed to genuinely connect well after getting ditched in “Lucky in Love”. But I just… idk, something about them never really intrigued me much to ship them in the longterm :P Not really sure why tbh…

-Sam x Star Saw a couple pieces of them floating around that I'll admit looked cute (esp with their contrasting aesthetics & what-not). Though again, with Star, well… not having a whole lot to her when not with Paulina/the other A-Listers, its kiiinda hard to rank it much higher imo

-Paulina x Tucker

A concept I've only ever seen pop up rarely in the fandom… though, I could potentially see something work here if written right? .3. With Tuck being alot more confident than most "geeks" around him, I'm sure he'd be able to handle Paulina's attitude (which I'm sure in her position, I'm sure she'd probably find a lil refreshing lol), if they ever got the chance to one-on-one bond. Idk, there's still some other ships I tend to prefer more for the both of 'em… but hey, more power to those who wish to explore them anyway! ^^

-Gregor (aka: “Elliot”) x Sam

While I’ll admit seeing Sam’s initial crush on the guy was kinda cute… the fact that he diiiiid turn out to be lying about his goth Hungarian identity by the end (+his sudden jerkiness to Tucker) sadly killed the ship’s chances from there, I’m afraid ^^;. Kudos to some of the rare bits of fan-content I’ve seen exploring their (+Gregor’s) potential a bit more tho… it looks interesting .3.

~DP Neutral Ships~

-Skulker x Ember

One of the more "common" ghost ships ever since the early fandom days… and, not really one that's caught my eye in recent memory 🤷‍♀️ Like, yeah I know they're both fiery punks & became an actual canon thing by the "Girls Night Out" ep… buuuut eh, it just felt a bit too randomly-placed for me to get that many "feels" from them imo. Not to say I'd mind seeing them as a side ship in other DP fanfics or however… just kinda depends on how they're written imo.

-Danny x Star

As much as I'll admit there's some rare bits of fanart that looked a lil cute with them both… ehhhh, again Star's just never seemed to click enough with Danny for me to get more into it (with the most being when she did all his homework to win a beauty pageant… and thats it lol). But thats just me .3.

-Danny x Wes

With how popular Wes is on his own, its not too surprising this one would lowkey become a crackship after awhile. Though… idk, for me it almost feels like a copypaste of Danny x Val's dynamic for most fan-portrayals I've seen of 'em, so I didn't quiiiite stay that interested, I'm afraid .w.;

-Dash x Paulina

Similar case to Kwan x Star in essentially being one of the more “common” human side cast ships (mainly for both of 'em being jerkish popular kids lol). Not a bad idea per-say for a ship concept… buuuut at the same time, just a tad too predictable for me to fully-pair 'em imo.

-Tucker x Danielle Only once or twice I've seen this one shipped, and… I guess I can see some ship potential, kinda? Idk, for some reason its been hard for me to fully-see Danielle with guys lately… dunno why lol

-Tucker x Star

Star may not have been the nicest to him when they briefly hooked up in "Lucky in Love" (on account of Tuck mainly going after her as the "satellite" popular girl lol). I guess I could maaaybe give this one a pass if Star got some more development… tho again, it just depends .3.

-Vlad x Spectra

A fairly common Vlad-focused ship from what I've seen (generally based on their similar aesthetics, in a way?). Seems… alright as a potential pair, but for some reason I just… can't seem to get into it one way or another. Eh… .w.;

~DP Disliked Ships~

-Danny x Dash

“He bullies you ‘cause he liiiiikes you~” has long since grown stale as a shipping trope imo, so I really don’t get why this ship’s semi-popularity lasted as long as it did :/. Like, sure I don't mind the potential of Dash getting redeemed/developed more beyond just a bully… but outside of him hero-worshipping Danny's Phantom half, what else really "is" there to count much for a ship? For me… I just don't see it :/

-Danny x Ember

A pretty popular ship whenever I try to look up Ember content… aaaaand again, not one I've ever been down for much :P. Seems to really mostly appeal to those who think Ember's hot & thus feel like Danny has to have her (+other ghost girls) by-default… which idk, just kept giving me squicky vibes after awhile tbh >>. Not to mention some of the more… "vocal" fans seemingly to also be particularly strong Sam-haters for most of the D/E circles I've stumbled across, aaaaand then it just became even less appealing from there tbh -x-

-Danny x Paulina

A surprising ship I've seen getting steadily popular in recent memory, and… ehhhh as much as I've tried, I just can't bring myself to get into it myself ^^; Again, I'm not at all opposed to Paulina changing her ways & developing better beyond a popular girl role… buuuut with Danny basically doing nothing but awkwardly ogling her looks (+her using him whenever she wants something) for most of the show, like… again, is there anything else to truly "tie" them together, longterm-wise? ^^; Idk, personally if I wanted to pair Danny with a "mean girl-turned-ally" character, I'd rather just stick with Valerie imo.

-Dash x Sam

With how little tolerance Sam has for obnoxious dumbassery, and Dash… well, basically being that in a nutshell lol, I can't say there'd be much of a chance for this one to work imo. Even in a potential one-sided crush situation on Dash's end (and/or Sam's parents maybe pushing for it as an "image"-boost in their rich circles), it just ain't meant to be :P.

-Vlad x Desiree

This dude's basically the embodiment of everything Desiree hates in guys (self-absorbed, greedy, and a creep)… need I say more? lmao

-Paulina x Sam

Again, I've gone over this a few times in the past… buuut as much as I've always yearned to end the "Not like OTHER girls" mantra from way back when, it doesn't automatically make me keen to ship EVERY combo of a girly-girl & alt. tomboy together :/. Not helped by Sam's hurt from Paulina toying with Danny (aka: her best friend) due to one of their petty arguments, aaaaand I can't say I'd ever see this one working outside of maybe a (distant) friendship, once they've grown up a bit better. Otherwise, ehhhh… 🤷‍♀️

~DP NOTPs~

-Danny x Kitty If it weren't bad enough that Kitty was ONLY ever dating Danny to make Johnny jealous… the fact that there's the added ick of Paulina being used as a "host body" by Kitty this whole time (-when the poor girl can't even consent/never wanted to date Danny to begin with) just adds a whoooole new layer of "nope" to this pair, if you ask me >>;;

-Danny x Vlad

…well, do I need to go into detail why this ship's here? 🤢Hella-huge age gap, Vlad being a pervy creep to Danny's mom, constantly going out of his way to breakup the Fenton family/cause other villainous mayhem overtime… just eughhhhh, keep this shit far away from me, thanks =_=;;

-Johnny x Jazz

Similar reasons to Danny x Kitty, this one was basically dead-on-arrival if Johnny's only real "interest" in Jazz was to use her body to bring Kitty into the world with him :no:

-Vlad x Maddie

How many times do we have to say it, Vlad? MADDIE. DOESN'T. LOVE. YOU. 😑

-Tucker x Sam

Ughhh… while I know there's arguably worse ships out there in the grand scheme of things, this ship just always rubbed me the wrong way with how cheaply they've been shipped about in this fandom..😒Mostly ever done as a way to keep Sam away from Danny (and… I guess to just give Tucker something to do when he's not really focused on fanon-wise, either 🤷‍♀️), it fails to take into account just how much Tucker & Sam's differences/attitudes are too fundamentally different to work. From their whole "meats vs. veggies" conflict in the first ep having been the cause of a ghostly mess at their school, to them having to practically always need Danny around to balance their friendship… it just ultimately proves to me that not ALL opposites are meant to attract, I'm afraid >>

~DP BrOTPs~

-Danny/Tucker/Sam

The OG Phantom trio from the very beginning, what more can I say about 'em that the show haven't showed enough of? ^^ Even if Tucker x Sam still rubs me the wrong way ship-wise, I still enjoy their overall friendship & teamwork when it comes to supporting Danny & vice-versa. And heck, even if there's a scenario that Danny & Sam don't end up together, I like to think they'd always be the best of friends no matter what~ :3

-Danny/Clockwork

I enjoyed seeing their mentor & student-like dynamic the more they interacted in "The Ultimate Enemy" & "Masters of All Time". While rather trollish to Danny at first, its clear Clockwork means well in wanting to teach Danny a lesson that actions have consequences (no matter how big or small) ^^

-Danny/Danielle/Jazz

A bundle of Fenton siblings that I can't help but find wholesome the more I've rewatched the series~ :) From Danny & Jazz's growing support for one another upon Jazz realizing her lil bro's secret, to Danny learning to lookout for Danielle beyond her being his clone (akin to how a big brother would, in a way ^^), and even though we sadly didn't get the chance for Danielle to meet Jazz (or the other Fentons) before the show ended, I like to think the two girls would get along great either way as (technical) sisters~ :3

-Dark Danny/Danielle/Jazz Even though you could argue Dark Danny (or "Dan" if you prefer) should prob be more considered his "own" character at this point, I just can't help enjoy certain fan-depictions of him maintaining a strong sibling bond with both Jazz and/or Danielle ^^ Guess that brotherly instinct inside Danny would never "fully" go away even while evil… awww ^^

-Danielle/Youngblood

With them both being the youngest ghosts in the series, I love the idea of them having a grand ol' time messing with the older ghosts & pulling pranks around the place lol

-Desiree/Spectra

Two matured, devious ladies with alot of experience on their plate, they'd be quite a fun villain duo if you ask me ;P

-Ember/Kitty

The rebellious bad babes of the Ghost Zone who'd be down to wreck up the place & go vibe on the town, what more can you ask for in a pair of villain besties? lol ;p

-Jazz/Sam/Valerie

I'm always a sucker for a good trio of heroic besties, and what more can you ask for with a kickass mix of brains, brawn & heart from these three? ^w^ Whether they're kicking ghost butt, hanging out at the mall, or training up for future adventures, I'd SO be down to see it! :>

-Dash/Kwan

While Dash may not always be the nicest/most considerate to Kwan at times, I like to imagine at the core they're still generally a tight pair of "bros", when it all comes down to it :3

-Skulker/Technus

As much as I may not be the biggest Technus fan around, I did lowkey enjoy seeing his teamup with Skulker here & there (like in TUE's timeline where they're fused in-one). It was cool ^^

-Dorathea/Sam

While they had their differences with Sam being caught up in Dorathea's plan to give her brother a "bride" (via-the beauty pageant), I found it quite touching of how much Sam inspired the princess to stand up for herself by the end 🥺👏Would've loved to have seen more of that potential friendship throughout the show ngl.

-Star/Valerie Even if Valerie's not part of the popular squad anymore, its kinda sweet ngl to see Star still hanging out with her here & there. Guess the lil sassy blonde's got more of a heart deep down after all, aww~ ^^

~Paired with an OC/Non-Listed Character~

-Dark Danny x AU!Sam

With all the colorful AUs & fanfics out there with Dark Danny, its always intrigued me of how much people play around of how DxS could still work in a "corrupted" TUE timeline .3. Whether its with Sam being an equally-evil Plant Queen, or Sam actually surviving the Nasty Burger explosion somehow (+potentially working alongside Valerie as a huntress), just imagine the tension to form with her & Dark Danny~ 👀

-Vlad x Harriet

I may not be suuuuper huge on Vlad on his own accord, but ngl… seeing the rare bits of art/fics with him & Harriet Chin (Maddie's old college friend) got me lowkey intrigued o3o. Reminding me a bit of a "darker" version of Superman/Clark x Lois' dynamic, I can imagine Harriet getting more intrigued to find out more about the "mystery" of Vlad's Plasmius half (perhaps as a way to restore her own reputation post-"Bitter Reunions")… coming across eachother enough for some potential "sparks" to form. Idk, I'd have to look into it more if I could see it working endgame-wise… buuuuut either way, I be curious~ .3.

~Stay Single~

-Clockwork With his duties of looking after time itself, I feel like Clockwork would consider romance too "distracting" to his work.

-Pandora

Similar reasons to Clockwork, I feel like she's too stuck by her role of keeping the "box of evil" closed to venture much into a dating life.

-Poindexter

…weeeeell, I just never cared for this dude to think of anything ship-wise for him, romantic or platonic tbh lol 🤷‍♀️

-Youngblood

Seems pretty content atm to be a carefree kid to wanna give much focus to "grownup" things like romance… less it gross him out like w/ most kids his age lmao.

~Crossover Ships~

-Tucker x Wendy Corduroy ("Gravity Falls") Was a reaaaally random old crossover I had that I didn't get to work with much, but I couldn't help finding it cute back when I was more into "Gravity Falls" :> The idea formed of it being Tucker essentially getting sent down to Gravity Falls via-family vacation (as a lowkey break from him being so "tech-obsessed" lol), coming across Wendy & getting mixed into her own misadventures at the Mystery Shack. Can't quite remember if I thought more to their ship setup further, but its still a cute concept imo~ ^^

-Sam x Tom Lucitor ("Star VS. The Forces of Evil")

Ok, now this one I'll admit I just always had this in the back of my mind but never got the chance to talk more about it… buuuuut this is what happens when you have two comfort faves & want all the best for 'em lol ^^. Essentially I see this happening on account of Tom (having already gone through enough bs by the end of "Star VS."), somehow coming across Sam and forming a connection along the way. Both coming from affluent families but struggling to get involved socially in such roles (Sam being the "perfect" prim daughter + Tom being a prince), having an affinity for alternative/rebellious interests, and both having a stubborn but strong loyalty for those they deeply care about. With the potential of Sam even further helping Tom ease up on his temper/encourage him to be himself more often, who knows what other antics they can get up to together!~ :3

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Can I get a love letter from Telltale Riddler for a fem S/O who is constantly struggling to stay strong emotionally, but doing her best to keep her head up? Perky goth, gaming geek, greek mythology nerd--I think you know who this is.

A soft Love Letter - Telltale Riddler x F!S/O (Valentines Event 2024)

Of course! :) This ask is for the ongoing 2024 Valentines Event!

TW: None

The letter itself had been placed upon your nightstand next to the bed. A glass of water was next to the paper. The other side of your shared mattress was empty, the sheets pulled up and tight. When you open the letter, you note it was written in dark blue pen. A tiny smudge off to one side where Eddie had swept his finger across wet ink.

To the little minx,

I was called away to business in the middle of the night. Irritating, but unavoidable work has to be done. I'd rather pictured myself staying in bed longer this morning. Feel your long hair weave through my fingers as I held you.

I know what a difficult time you've been having lately. You try to hide it from me with smiles and a teasing wit. But I know you intimately. Does Persephone attempt to hide herself from Hades when the winter comes? You know the answer to this riddle. You can pretend to the world that you're fine. Never from me.

The time will come when you begin to drown, girl. It's the inevitable conclusion of trying to keep your head above the water with no buoy. What you haven't seemed to realize is that I'm right there. Hands ready to grasp yours when you go under. That darkness you know so well cannot keep you. I'll pull you up to me and help you breath again.

For you are mine. Apparently, you needed a reminder.

Rest up today. Play one of your games that allows you a peaceful headspace. Don't worry about getting anything done. I want you to have energy for tonight. My intentions are nothing pure and wholly committed to seeing those doe eyes glance up at me in pleasure.

You already know my feelings. Yet, I'll tell you that I love you as many times as you require it.

-Eddie

[bridgeportbritt]

Every little village in Pendula View operated like a well-oiled machine. Each person had their role. In one of the smaller country villages closest to the Goth Estate was a town of barely 1,000 people. This village was unique because due to its proximity to the Goths, it was often the first and most enforced village to be hit by proclamations from their leaders as word traveled through the country. They were the example.

But even with the strictest laws and the pressure of punishment, it was impossible to stop tides from shifting.

???: Ah, me favorite carpenter and blacksmith!

???: I'm working on your chair as we speak, Miss Elis.

Elis: Now, now. Don't you fret about me, William. I know how busy you are. I'm just coming to check up on you, is all.

William: Check on me? Why is that?

Elis: Well, I've seen you quite a bit at the ol' tavern as of late, but I've yet to see you over at that church.

William: Church?

Elis: Yes, the church! Are you so far removed from the Watcher's Touch that you don't recognize her place or worship when it's spoken?

William laughs: No. I just don't recall there ever being a church 'round here.

Elis: Oh, yes. It's fascinating. A fella has come 'round with quite a tale about The Watcher and how we are meant to worship.

William skeptical: Do they now?

Elis: Oh, don't give me that look. They have come from the holy land! Sent here to spread the good word. We could use some good word 'round here.

William: I don't deny that. But I have no interest, Miss Elis. I just want to do my work, make folks happy with it, and have a pint or two down at Ophelia's.

Elis: Ah, that's why you're up at that tavern so much. That Collete girl.

William laughs: I just meant the tavern.

Elis: Oh, I know what you meant. Girl spends all her time at that there tavern all of a sudden.

William: Her dad had to visit family a few villages over.

Elis: The perfect tale.

William: Miss Elis-

Elis: I'm just pulling your tail there. What you young folk do is up to you. But you do keep a poor lonely woman entertained.

William: Well, you'll have plenty of entertainment once your new knitting chair is done. I should get back to it.

Elis: Alright, maybe The Watcher will compel you to stop by for a sermon one day. She does not give up on her creations, you know!

William: Maybe. Have a good one, Elis.

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How To Get Over an Ex

(and get under a friend)

Pairings: Nicole/Jecka, Nicole/Ari

Characters: Nicole, Jecka, Ari (mentioned)

Words: 4,567

AO3: Link

Summary:

March 2008,

It's been a while now since Ari had finally learned to "stand up for herself" and Nicole is being- well, Nicole about the whole thing, but for the first time in a long time she opens up a smidge.

You know, you’d expect life to be easy when you're pretty. What's there to complain about after all, right? When you're skinny and white you can do basically anything after all - and yet one girl was always two steps away from making a make-shift noose purely to prove some kind of point- must run in the family. Nicole wasn't depressed, just suicidal. Even with all the little piss-baby anime dweebs and insecure somnopholes basically submitting to her every whim, you would think Nicole’s life would be going great, yeah? Well, you don't know shit. Today though? Today was a bit of an exception. Being Friday - specifically the second Friday of the month - Nicole had a guest over, one to stay the night actually. Who else but her apparent best and only real friend, Jecka. Short for Jessica. An absolute preppy bitch-queen from first glance but when you look a little deeper she ends up just being… well, all of those things still but just with fancier clothes. Her and Nicole worked well off of each other, the brunette found. Neither questioned one another's morals– and if they did then they wouldn't really give much of a shit. Having her over was fun, keeping Nicole from going off the wall fucking bonkers. Sometimes it was just nice to chill and get high without catching Rs from a forty-year-old gym teacher, y’know? Well- if they could talk over the sounds of her piece-of-shit morbidly obese brother begging girls who just had their first period last week for pictures of their feet or whatever gross shit he's into this week.

No, all those problems could stay out there tonight. Nicole’s door was locked tight - having gotten one installed after her aforementioned brother was caught stealing her clothes. Jecka herself was minding her own business on Nicole’s own mauve bedspread, while the girl in blue - Nicole - she was sitting on the ugly-carpeted beige floor, back to the bed frame, sitting just in front of the freakishly pink blond. She changed before coming over, dressing in something way more casual. Denim up to her waist, making sure to show off that smidge of skin that every girl had to make sure was exposed just above her below button - as well as a Mormon-ass pink tee. Nicole on the other hand? She was wearing something pretty typical, a royal top with thin and tight straps arching over her exposed shoulders with some design that she figured would look cool on the front. Along with her ponytail, her and Jecka made for pretty contrasting-looking girls. You wouldn't expect the two to get along well as they do- because “apparently” a flowing ponytail is considered emo just as long as it's not a bright colour; If it's blond you're preppy, black, you're goth, any kinda unnatural dyed colour and you're a lesbian.

Nicole’s room was thick with smoke, shit looked like that movie– Silent Hill, at least it fits with her trashy $2 ‘DOPE’ poster sitting proudly just above her bed. Look, both the girls’ tolerance to this shit was utterly maxed, but it was more just like… something to do. What else were two popular girls meant to do for the night, talk? They cracked the window and everything but clearly it wasn't doing too much, as Jecka's lips wrapped around the edge of a flimsy-rolled joint done with tissue paper. With each inhale she left a glossy imprint of herself. Honestly, a lot of their time together wasn't even spent talking. They were the types of friends who really just enjoyed having company, though the first to open their mouth would of course be.. Jecka.

“Okay so like, honest question, right-” This was something she had on her mind from the looks of things, leaning her head back against the poster mentioned prior.

“Yeah?” Compared to Jecka, Nicole’s voice came off as much lower- with less ‘haha omg look how cute I am!’ and more like, ‘i’m gonna fucking blow my brains out.’

“Fuck, Marry, Kill: Principal Lynn, Mr. White, or The Counselor.” With each name, Jecka spoke out with her hands, spilling ashes narrowly around an ashtray atop Nicole’s blankets yet somehow consistently missing it.

“Ugh, are you serious–? Fuck marriage, I kill myself.” Nicole was quick to it, twisting her head back to face the girl just behind her. “What could have possibly prompted this question?” There was real confusion in her voice

Jecka let out a hearty sigh. “Why can't you ever just play along?” Then with another breath, she let out more mist, making its way up to the ceiling.

“Because every guy is—”

“Yeah, yeah- a rapist or pedophile, I know.” Jecka repeated, mimicking Nicole’s own de facto catchphrase. “Besides, Miss Lynn isn't a guy so what about her-? you're like- a little gay, right?” she snickered.

“Not exclusively.” Nicole shrugged, a hand itching behind her neck, holding the same sort of unravelling joint in her mouth, eyebags reaching from bottom to top. “And, I don't really wanna be ‘tunnel-buddies’ with my Mom.”

“Oh wait for real, still?”

“Yeah dude, I caught my Mom sexting her like last week, who knew, right?” Nicole could only let out a smirk without any real emotion behind it, finding only a morsel of joy in being able to shit-talk her own mom behind her back.

“No– I know that, I meant the gay thing- like lesbian gay?”

“The-... I’m not following.” Nicole seemed genuinely confused.

“Well, like, I always figured you just acted like you were into girls to fuck with Ari-” This was partially true. “You're still out?”

“I mean… yes?” This conversation was exhausting for a girl like Nicole. Hell, ever since ‘dating’ Ari, she hadn't thought about her own Sexuality once… well, maybe once or twice on a lonely night while jerking off deadpan to the occasional Katy Perry music video but not much else. “No? Kinda?” She stuttered over her own words. “If it's convenient for me, sure.”

“Huh.” Jecka seemed a little surprised still, though her friend wondered why… this was pretty in character for Nicole after all, so why seem so shocked. “So you're like… selective-bi, huh?”

“Jecka, I'm not selective-anything. I'm like the cat in Schrodinger's Dike.” Nicole scoffed, mispronouncing the name of her own reference in the process.

“Wouldn't you be more like the box?” The confused ball of prep replied with a tilt of her head.

“Fucking— it doesn't matter, you get the point– since when do you pay attention in physics?” Nicole slammed her palm down on the bed, tilting over the duo’s ashtray and spilling a tad more ash on the bed, something neither of them seem to notice.

“Since flirting stopped working on Mr. Burdledy…” She mumbled, eyes darting away from her friend. “I guess that makes sense though… God, I wish I could have your mindset, Nicole!”

“What, the lesbian thing, or the sociopath thing?” Nicole asked in that typically monotone way of hers, raising an eyebrow at the question.

“Eh… both?” As she started speaking, Jecka forced the end of her cigarette onto the $4 ashtray with a Chinese symbol for ‘Japan’ engraved into it, leaning her head down as the paper looked to immediately unwrap right as Jecka’s hands were free of it. Nicole didn't even buy the tray, the damn thing was Kylar’s. “Do you ever, like… think about Ari still?”

Nicole looked almost offended, tapping the end of her own joint just against their novelty-stolen ashbin. “What kinda dumbass question is that? Do you ever think about Mr. Burdledy still-?!” The ponytailed sociopath slowly got up, moving herself up and onto her own bed, just to Jecka’s right. The question probably shouldn't have struck a nerve as far as it did - after all, Nicole genuinely didn't care for her - never did, never will. So what was the problem? It's… it's complicated. The bed creaked under Nicole as she made herself comfortable, this anorexic bed’s springs not being made for two people putting their whole dump-trucks on one spot. There would probably end up being some broken springs, especially with whatever Jecka was carrying around.

“That's so different though! I flirt with my teacher to get better grades. YOU dated a codependent lesbian for two months straight, made her ADORE you, and then turned her straight!”

“Yeah, and I would've gotten away with it for longer if it wasn't for a literal pedophile—” Nicole almost sounded proud of herself for that, a snarky smile glued on her face while thinking about it more, and… look- Nicole doesn't feel bad for doing these sorts of things, or she shouldn't. She knows she shouldn't. The fuck did she do wrong? It was Ari’s fault for getting obsessed with HER! Not the other way around!

“Look, all I'm saying is you've been here for like… over a year now, and that's STILL been the only time I've ever seen you in a relationship. Hell, it's the only time I've ever seen you kiss anyone.” Nicole wanted to cut Jecka off right here, why is she just repeating shit that they both already know? Nicole dated Ari, she got dumped by Ari, then Ari became like, a weird bi-straight package deal because of just how desperate she was or something, right? “That stuff doesn't mean anything to you?”

Nicole paused for a moment, putting out her own cigarette straight next to Jecka’s. The tray was between them, surrounded by ashes. For a moment, Nicole made eye contact with her friend. “...No.” Nicole’s honesty was completely up in the air here, her voice always having this disingenuous sound to it. “If you care so much, why don't you just fucking date her?” She muttered out sarcastically, well- maybe adding ‘sarcastically’ to that is a tad redundant, huh?

Now… look, this isn't some sorta situation where Nicole is secretly locking herself away in her bathroom every night- slashing away at her arms because boo-fucking-hoo she's so sad or something. Nicole had truly never stopped to really acknowledge her own wrongdoings when it came to Ari. Nicole was NOT gonna be one of those bitches who ends up crying about their ex or something because she DID NOT EVEN CARE FOR HER WHEN THEY WERE TOGETHER! So what is this feeling? This feeling that she gets staring at corny pictures Ari wanted to take while they were together- what's this trashy feeling she gets in her guts when she remembers how those stupid cheek-kisses felt? Why did she always end up remembering the fucking phenomenonal head a desperate bitch like Ari gives when doing-... Literally anything! It wasn't guilt, guilt is for ugly bitches.

Jecka sighed, staring straight forward to the tiny, powered off flatscreen that Nicole had set up just above two drawers filled with stolen percocet and a whole ass brick of coke that she never really figured out what to do with. She wasn't about to snort it or anything- that's like college drugs. Plus if she did, she'd probably end up killing someone. “Didn't you try to kill yourself over that breaking up or something?”

Right– yeah, the night after Ari broke things off with her, Nicole ended up with her wrists cut open in a lukewarm bathtub. “Yeah, but it was hardly a real suicide, more like one of those ones you do to make someone feel bad.” Nicole muttered coldly. She ended up being saved by her Mom last minute, which if nothing else means she gets these cool wrist scars from now on, huh?

“Oh wow, so you really are just- evil then, huh?” Jecka wasn't even saying this to be mean- it wasn't even really negative.

“I don’t– look, I don't know, man-.” okay- fucking, fine– Jecka finally cracked the egg enough to have a hint of humanity shine through, if you can even call it that. Nicole despised doing shit like this, whenever anyone else did she would beg for them to just get to the goddamn point, and yet here she was- a tinge of vulnerability maybe? Fuck that shit! “If I tell you I feel shitty will that make you fuck off!?” Nicole scoffed, rolling her eyes away from the blond.

That sort of reaction would invoke a bizarre response from anyone, hearing it from Nicole was especially odd. Nothing really seemed to ever really phase her, so why this? Eh, who gives a shit, right? Not Jecka for one. The thing that made their friendship so great is they stayed out of each other's business. They weren't the types of friends who talked to each other about ‘feelings’ or anything stupid like that– if they did it's usually entirely by accident. “I mean…” Eh, did she want to push this? Would it only anger Nicole more? Oh fuck it. “...Do you feel bad?” Jecka had a moment of sincerity in her voice, leaning forward to get a closer look at Nicole’s concealed face, turned about twenty-five degrees away from her friends, and with a hand casually covering her mouth. The question left the room silent, under any other circumstance Nicole would've brushed this off as an easy thing to deny, and even when it happened she wasn't, like-... Too peeved or anything. She still hated Ari’s guts for stealing her goddamned excuse, but—... She didn't really know what this was, this type of longform guilt. Guys TRIED to make her feel it all of the time, they tried to make her seem like the bad guy for not fucking them on the turn of a dime… maybe it's because Ari… wasn't trying to get her to feel bad. Did Ari even care about her anymore, think of her?? Oh fuck off! Of course she did! What, can ‘Hunter’ give the sorta fucking heavenly head that Nicole did? Yeah! Let's see him try! Nicole was deliberating all of this in real time, hardly even ignoring Jecka’s question. All the while her friend turned her own body to face the brunette. An idiot would think she was actually a little concerned. Her movements were slow, a hand decorated in hot pink polish reached out to the young woman’s exposed shoulder, hoping to maybe help her? People do that in movies, right? Put their hands on peoples shoulders… though, just as Jecka had made contact with Nicole’s bare skin, something… happened.

“AH!”

Her voice echoed out, this cynical sociopath’s hand darting up and across Jecka’s porcelain white cheek - SHE SLAPPED HER IN THE GODDAMN FACE! - no more than a second after feeling her make any kind of contact. It wasn't just that though– Nicole pushed her own body back along the bed, staring at Jecka in complete confusion. “What the fuck was that-?!”

And Jecka? Oh- she was PISSED! She'd have to deal with a red handprint on her face till god knows when, she quickly covered the spot Nicole instinctively smacked the hell out of with an irritated expression. “AH-! You Bitch! I was trying to help you feel better!”

“Fucking HELP ME?!” Nicole repeated. “By doing what— grabbing my arm?!”

“I barely grazed you, Nicole!” Jesus Christ… what the fuck was this girl's deal? I mean… she knew what Nicole’s deal was just fine, but that shit was INSTINCTIVE! If this is what being a good friend was then maybe Jecka wasn't entirely cut out for it… ugh, no- she was too deep in now. Sighing out, her golden eyes shined as they looked into Nicole’s own shining sapphires. God, when was the last time someone gave this chick a hug? Jecka thought to herself. Her friend was…uncharacteristically on edge. Was that the right term? She wasn't exactly shaking or anything, more just extremely closed off. Maybe that in itself wasn't all that out of character for Nicole but this whole situation just felt bizarre. Did she really feel… like, a little guilty…? Well, either way Jecka had tried and failed to get an answer out of her, and honestly she wasn't nearly high enough for this conversation if Nicole was gonna be like that about it. She sighed, facing away from her friend once more, all the while they stayed in silence, an awkward aura filling the room, tensions rising as Nicole crossed her arms, puffing her cheeks and attempting to keep all this shit deep down where it should stay… but like, who are we kidding?

“...Okay, fine bitch, I'm sorry.”

Now Jecka had really seen it all. She looked back to Nicole, a flush of scarlet across her face out of… shame? Nah- Nicole didn't know the meaning of the word, this was just unadulterated embarrassment. Her body language was pretty closed off too - her chicken-wing thighs stuck together as her arms stayed cross just under her chest.

“...Yeah?” What? You thought Jecka was about to say some shit like ‘I forgive you!’? Please. Remember who these people are for a second. For now, all this newly-bruised girl could do was wait and listen.

“Alright.” Okay fine, this was it. She might as well get it out now… for the first time since she moved here she was about to actually open up. If Jecka spreads this around then she'll just kill herself or something. “Promise you won't tell anyone…?” Fuck! Her body was cringing on impulse on this shit.

“Are you fucking serious– You really think I'd do that!?” Jecka snapped back.

“I… eh.”

“Ugh, yknow- fair, just get it out- I promise I won't tell anyone.”

Nicole inhaled… okay, here we go. “When me and Ari started… dating–” she struggled to even get the words out. “It was like, purely for entertainment and personal benefit, but looking back on it… I put up with way more shit than I usually would. Like, what was stopping me from just getting Jeffery to do the shit she was doing for me? Waiting in line, fucking with their sense of worth? What made it feel different…?” Nicole scoffed. “I dunno… she was annoying and relied on me for everything, honestly she kinda sucked to be around— but after she broke things off, I caught myself, like… missing things.”

“Wait, are you serious?!” Jecka interjected, only to be doubly-interrupted by Nicole.

“A-And, like… sometimes when she was over it wouldn't be all bad- we actually had a little fun sometimes... I never caught myself thinking about any boys shit-eating smiles after I was done royally fucking them up, I never caught myself missing any of their awkward hugs or unprovoked kiss-attempts, but with her it was a little.. Endearing. Fuck! This must sound so stupid!”

“Well- what are the things… you missed…?” Jecka leaned in, getting invested in this tale Nicole was weaving for her.

“Just stupid stuff- like the way she smelled… or like, how nice her lips were, or just, how obsessed she was with me- it was sorta a power trip actually-...” She was getting off-topic. “She turned me into the softest bitch I know… whenever I felt bad for treating her like I did I'd always just redirect the blame- or I'd get high and forget. Whenever she gave that stupid fucking pouty look I'd fingerbang her till she was drooling, and I fucked it all up. I don't regret doing shit because I made that little thief feel bad, I regret it cuz, she made me like, kinda… happy, for a little bit, sometimes… when we were alone…” Nicole’s face was blistering at this point, what could she even say, what was more pathetic than this. “I just…” she paused.

“I miss the way she tastes…”

Ah fuck, well there it was. Nicole hadn't ever had a relationship that physical with… anyone before or after. Hell- she lost not only her virginity- but her LESBIAN virginity to that chick! That's like a whole other tier that she didn't at all expect until college. She couldn't look Jecka in the eyes, she couldn't look anyone in the eyes like this.

“When I'm not high as balls, I think a lot about Ari’s last words to me y'know, and I think she was sorta onto something there. Guys are a real turn off, but girls…? Girls make me want to fucking kill myself.” Nicole grumbled, sinking into herself, falling lower down the wall this makeshift sofa of theirs was against. Jecka was… well, she was astonished. They'd spent a full year as friends and this was her first time ever opening up about… anything! From the sounds of things, this girl wasn't even bi- Schrodinger's d-word her ass! Nicole was a flaming lesbo, clear as day… that's what it looked like to a girl liked Jecka at least. Though thinking about it all… hm.

Once more, silence. Nicole didn't dare speak after going on and on about these stupid thoughts of hers, the sort that aren't going away no matter how hard she smashes her head against a wall, no matter how many percs she pops, how much of her mom’s medication she steals and mixes into a concoction of ‘Forget-me pills’ it didn't matter. While Jecka? She was… deliberating. Nicole seemed really fucked up from all this stuff, and for good reason too. Girl got a loyal, trusting, sweet girlfriend and ended up abusing her to all hell and back. Was there any way she could make her feel better…? The springs of the bed echoed out as the blond scooted a little closer to Nicole, her body language was a lot more than closed off - shit was locked up. Still though, Jecka was supposed to be her friend, so… what was one slap in the face in the grand scheme of things, eh? Soon enough, their bare arms were touching. Ugh, this was weird for the both of them. Physical contact was not either of their fortes.

“Wow Nicole, who would’a guessed you had a heart.” She snorted, bumping shoulders with her friend.

“Let's not start saying that...” Nicole let out a breath that could faintly be called a snicker. It was weak, quiet. This felt a little weird… the brunette leaned her head back on the drywall, feeling her eyes ready to up and roll to the back of her sockets. Man, for the first time in a long time she felt a little better… I mean, not like- great, but it was definitely an improvement. Like a weight had been lifted… oh shit, did talking about this stuff actually help? The thought of that sent a shiver down the poor girl’s spine.

Hm. “Hey Nicole?” Jecka tried to get her attention, leaning down the side of Nicole till her big head of gold was resting up next to Nicole’s freckled shoulder. She was high as shit, who could blame her for anything that her innocent little brain might come up with?

“Mh?”

“Look at me for a sec.”

These two girls had done a lot of stuff the past year. Be it learn that their photography teacher is a white nationalist, nearly get some anime kid to shoot up the school only to talk him down last minute. They dated their gym teacher, spread some guy’s micropenis across the school, and that was all plenty fun on its own, but nothing the year would top this. Nicole couldn't even process it at first. The distinct taste of Cherry soda pushed up against her lips, as a hand as soft as a baby’s bare ass held her cheek close. Jecka’s whole body was leaning up against her own as she completely forced her tongue down Nicole’s throat. Salvia dripped across both of their chins before they finally closed the gap, Jecka’s free hand grabbed one of those thin straps from Nicole’s top only to pull it closer, down to her level where she felt just how hot the brunette’s face lit up. Her lip gloss was ruining Nicole’s face and sensations ran up and down through her body each moment that passed. Neither had time to think, nor process the distinct taste of smoke lingering around their gums passed the alluring flavor of their lips. Fuck- she needed to pull away soon, so why didn't she? What the fuck was Jecka even doing? She wanted to yell at her, call her a freak for this, so why didn't she? Why was Nicole letting this happen? Did she just miss this that much…? That way her breath felt sinking down her throat? That way she seized any and all motor functions from the girl the moment their mouths made contact… it could have lasted seconds, minutes, or even longer - yet by the time Nicole’s hands finally managed to move again, she didn't… Shove her off, not like what the old Nicole would do. What did she do instead? Hold the back of Jecka’s head with a golden mane flowing through her fingers. Fuck, is this what Ari felt like all the time….?

Nicole didn't want it to end, but like all good things it must. She shivered after the now messy lips of her best friend were removed from her own, goosebumps across her entire body and a gaze that begged Jessica for another taste. Her breathing was hefty and brain unresponsive. She just stared at the eyes of Jecka from above… what the fuck actually, what… the both of them had to clean around their own mouths with a tongue dripping with saliva as strands of the stuff kept them bound, connected, only breaking apart when Jecka brushed off her mouth with part of her tee.

“Are…” Nicole - for the first time in their entire friendship - seemed genuinely bewildered. She wanted to yell at her, push the bitch away and off of her. She should be… furious- I mean, she would be if anyone else did that, wouldn't she? Was Jecka actually a lesbian the whole time and she was just being Nicole’s friend to get closer to her the whole time-?! Well… no, she's not and she wasn't. That would be fucking ridiculous. “...Are you trying to FUCKING top me-?!” Nicole screamed out, face blistering red!

“No, I'm being friendly.” Jecka sarcastically responded, rolling her eyes. Nicole could hardly tell if this was the drugs bringing out the wild side in Jecka or if this is just how she really feels. An answer she may never know at this rate. “Jeez Nicole, you're so fucking stupid.” She replied smugly, licking her lips once more.

“Shut-... The fuck up.” God, she needed to smack this bitch actually.

“Still though… not bad, huh?”

“...I've had better.” Nicole lied.

“Oh yeahh?” Sarcasm was this bitch’s second name. “And lemme guess, you wanna show me how it's done, huh?” fuck sake, they were starting to sound like Jeffery’s fanfics. About them. Which exists, Jeffery wrote fanfic about them before.

Nicole moved quicker than quick, clutching the pretty pink collar of Jecka’s shirt and pulling her in close, their bodies were close enough to feel the heat on each other. Nicole pulled the entire girl up atop her own lap, leaving her to press both palms on either side of Nicole, against the wall. “Don't make it sound so fucking gay.”

“That's what's gay about this?” Jecka questioned.

Nicole only realised just now, with a girls face inches away from her own and face drenched in her love,

She very well might be a full-time lesbian

Fuck.

[obigem]

After seeing Otillie's car drive off, Matthew decided to go in, entirely unsurprised to find his mother at the door.

"Enjoy the show?" He shrugged his shoulder in no mood and empty of any energy to entertain whatever antics his mother had in store for what was left of the night.

"Matthew Reginald Landgraab! Fraternizing with that Alto girl, on our front step no less?"

"Mother it's not at all what it looked like."

"Oh isn't it? Or did I just imagine you two kanoodling in a lip lock! You're not…dating are you?"

"You can't be serious?"

"What else am I to believe?!"

"That I'm not interested in her?"

"But that kiss—"

"Was one-sided. She initiated that, and since I'm trying to be less surly these days, I didn't right away push her off me as I should have"

"You would've had my permission." Diana nudged the idea

"Mother, what is it that you want? This can't be it."

"Well, since you asked, I received a call from Ms. Goth shortly after your cotillion practice ended. She made mention that you have yet to finalize a partner for the ball. So…will you be getting on that?"

"Hmmmm, yeah, I don't think I will."

"Excuse me? We had a deal!"

"What deal?"

"The one where I let you charge 5 grand on my gold card for whatever you wanted and you attended cotillion practice."

"That bribe was for one class only. You should be more specific."

"Matthew! You must attend the ball. It's a Landgraab tradition."

"Even more reason for me not to."

"Now is not the time to buck tradition. Do you want to be disowned?"

Matthew shrugged his shoulders, almost as if he knew that would never happen.

"Or passed over as heir?"

"Even better."

"No, we can't have this, Matthew. What do I have to do? What will get you to want to attend?"

"No one." He said without thinking.

"No 𝘰𝘯𝘦?" Diana zeroed in on that very particular clue. "So am I to understand that a person could get you to go? Or perhaps more specifically, the right partner?"

"I meant to say nothing not no one. There's 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨that can get me to go, so you can just drop it."

He didn't mean to seriously entertain her question. After all, he never wanted to attend cotillion practice or the ball. But somehow when she mentioned what would get him to go, his mind drifted to earlier at practice where he thought of the one person that might make him want to go.

"Just tell me this. If I manage to partner you with a person that will inspire you to attend cotillion, will you go?"

Matthew was silent a moment, and then started to walk toward the kitchen.

"I'm done with this conversation now. I'll be having something to drink then heading to bed. Good night."

As she watched him go, Diana couldn't help but go back to and fixate on Matthew's apparent slip of the tongue.

𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦

Her son was a man of very few words. He rarely flubbed them, so the fact that he said that, it meant something. She just knew it.

So if the right partner is what will inspire his attendance, she knew of one person that might just do the trick.

[short-black-diamond]

"My scary knight in shining armor is a ...?"

Guys the anime/manga series My dress up darling is in dire need of attention and love!

Gojo Wakana x reader. My dress up darling. I've wanted to write a fic about him for a while, so here I am!

Summary: in the midst of going home from a shopping trip from buying fabric for Marin, Gojo encounters some delinquents. The delinquents corner him. And suddenly, a girl comes and saves him. However, the plot always has a twist.

Your name: Yena Hideyo, but you call yourself Attic

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'Ah~! I'm so happy about all the fabric I purchased! I hope Kitagawa will be okay that I didn't buy the type of fabric she requ- huh?', Gojo thought when he came face to face with some guys, who were standing in front of him.

Each one of them had a snarl on his face, whihc was rather irking than scary. Gojo however, felt an uneasyness when the leader -he supposed- came up to him.

"What'cha got there, huh?", the boy asked, and Gojo could smell the bad smell of cigarettes coming from the -maybe one year?- older guy. "u-um, it's just--fabric-"

"Bwahaha! Why does a guy like you go shopping for stuff like that?? And it's all pink as well!", the guy sneered, and his underlings cackled.

Gojo blushed, as he looked to the side with a frown. 'Can't they go bother somebody else?'

But, it seemed like the gangster was not done yet with the boy. "So, you got some money on ya?", the guy asked, eyeing Gojo's purchase.

Gojo hugged the bag tighter, his voice coming in a more quiet voice than he intended. "I don't have any money..."

and still, the guys didn't waver. "No money?? But from buying all that stuff you must be rich, no?"

"Yeah, c'mon, we just want some beer, then we'll leave ya alone."

Gojo was suddenly surrounded by the guys. It also didn't help that no soul was there. He was alone with the rowdys.

"Either you give us your wallet or we'll tear that delicate fabric."

Gojo only stubbornly shook his head, being ready to get beaten up by the look of the annoyed faces the guys around him made. He closed his eyes as the leader in front of him raised his fists, preparing for impact, but it never came.

punches were heard though, and coughing, and something falling to the ground. When Gojo opened his eyes again, he was met with the sight of a scary looking goth girl.

You were looking at him as you stood sideways, your eyes bored, your hair was put in a bun, clothes dark and covered with bordeaux and deep blue embroidments on the corset you wore, as it tightened your waist. You wore a short skirt, platform boots, and in your hand was something big.

When he looked at your body more, he saw that you actually had a nice figure, and he blushed for thinking something like that. But, he couldn't help himself as his eyes started to wander. Especially when your collarbone down to your low cleavage was exposed, the veins on your chest and your pale skin overall, with your dark lipstick... reminding him of something he learned in school.

Having blue veins visible on your chest as a woman was a popular trend in the middle ages. also your pale skin must've been a beauty trend, and your red lipstick gave the final note. you reminded him of a woman in a painting, who stepped out of the frame and wandered the streets. You wore old-fashioned clothes, and your different look bewildered Gojo, but not that he disliked it. You looked interesting.

He flinched as he took a step back, only to step on the hand of one of the guys who was behind him just moments ago. You faced him. "You're...Gojo Wakana.", you said, pointing towards him.

Gojo nodded, feeling uneasy around you. "d-did you beat up those guys?", he asked after you took out some papers. His curiousity was peaked, and before he could ask what those papers were, you held them out towards him.

"I follow Kitagawa on social media. We are mutuals. I'll pay you any price you like as long as you make me these clothes.", you spoke as you looked at him. Your sentences were short, firm, and held all the information Gojo needed in order to be less scared of you.

Gojo felt your glare on him as he carefully took the papers, which were all seperately in a nead folder. He turned the pages of the small folder. the dresses had an interesting design, and he liked the art style.

He looked up to you to ask you a question, but there was no trace of you. He looked around. No goth girl.

He sighed as he looked at the papers again. 'I think she drew them...? Her art style reminds me of a manga I've read...ballroom e youkoso! Wait, is she maybe a ballroom dancer?!'

The boy flipped through your pages again. He tried looking for something that could maybe more hold information, maybe other colours, other than black, dark blue, dark teal, dark red, or dark green...but nothing.

All he saw were dresses he's never seen before, and your...phone number?!

He blushed at the thought of a goth girl giving him her number, but he had to stay strong. He quickly went home after checking the pulse of the delinquents. (Un)fortunately, they were still very much alive.

...

"Oh, you mean gothicc_attic! We follow each other on social media...Wait, she's a ballroom dancer?!", Marin's excited voice echoed in the empty hallways of the school as she gasped.

'did she call herself "thicc" because of her body..? She does have thick thighs, though...', he thought as he looked up to the ceiling a feint blush dusting his cheeks.

"Yes, that's what I've been thinking of too...", he yawned, having circles under his eyes.

Gojo rubbed his eyes sleepily. He was still thinking about your dresses, after all. And as he fell asleep, he fantasized about dancing with you. Waltz, tango, and cha cha. These were all the dances Gojo knew at the moment.

But he wanted to know more about you. How come you seeked his help instead of a professional? Or how you beat up those guys...were you also a delinquent? A member of a gang?

He didn't know, but he wanted to meet you soon. He couldn't bring it in himself to text you though. What if...what if he said the wrong thing?

Ah...he was overthinking stuff.

"She gave me her number...I think it'd be good to-"

"You have her number?! Why didn't she give me her number?? I thought we were friends??", she exclaimed outraged.

Gojo deadpanned at her before thinking about the conversation he had with you. You were calm, quiet, and you talked to him like he was a person who was close to you...a trusted person.

"hm...I don't know...", he murmured. Gojo wanted to hear your soft and calm voice again.

"Have you actually ever met her?", he asked as he checked out your social media. His eyes bulged out of his sockets.

'WHAT THE HELL?! She has many times more followers than Kitagawa!?', he thought when he saw the mil next to the follower number.

"Nope, I never met her. I actually started following her because of her profile picture, and because of her posts. I think goths are awesome!", she exclaimed, pointing towards one of your selfies. You had another bored expression on your face as you held a wine glass, but the liquid looked more like blood than wine.

'Is she a vampire...?', he thought as he looked at the caption.

gothicc_attic 1.696.969.696 people liked this post "Drinking that bitch's blood after she bullied me." #killyourbully #fuckbullies #herbloodtasteslikeshit #justlikehertasteinmen #gothicc_attic

That post had many likes, and Gojo looked at your caption with a terrified expression. He looked at Marin for explanation, which she of course had.

"Ohh, yeah, those were the dark ages...long story short, there was this girl, Rika Shinkamu, who just liked to bully and one-up people whenever she heard something interesting. Of course, she'd lay eyes on our goth girl-" 'our goth girl???' "-and try to cyber bully her, bringing her down and hurting her. But, gothicc_attic was not one to scare Rika, no. She exposed Rika on all her wrongdoings, called out that Rika had done BBL on her butt, tits and lips and even hacked into Rika's phone and posted pictures of Rika being together with our goth girl's ex."

Gojo needed a moment to think about what Marin said. "But how come she said that she was drinking Rika's blood?"

"I don't know if she said the truth. But believing her would be more fun, no?!", Marin said happily, and Gojo rubbed his temple.

...

Hello? Here is Gojo Wakana. I looked at your designs and they're very pretty :D I hope I don't bother you with some questions?

Gojo looked at the text messages he sent. 'I hope I won't make a fool out of myself...'

Suddenly, his phone dinged.

Hello. Thank you for complimenting my designs. :} Thank you for contacting me. Ask ahead.

'Huh, she answered faster than I thought..', the boy thought before he asked some questions.

Okay, are you a ballroom dancer? What's your name? I like your dresses very much, but wouldn't something lighter be nice? All your dresses are dark, that's why I'm asking 😅

You were still online, but you didn't write anything for three minutes now. Gojo furrowed his brows. 'Did I maybe offend her..?'

I'm asking for a friend, she is a ballroom dancer. Attic. She doesn't like lighter stuff.

'Oh...hm...' Gojo typed again.

Are there any competitions soon? I'd like to know how much time I have left Also, could you maybe ask her if there are different types of fabric for dancers? Oh, and I also need measurements...😅

'Yeah, that's what I did with Marin. I measured her body, then we went shopping for wigs and fabric. Oh, she answered!'

The next competition is starting in six months. Some shops are ____, ____, and ____. I'll send the measurements to you later.

And you went offline. Gojo sighed as he looked at his Hina doll. "I think Attic is shy, when she said she's asking for a friend."

...

you were laying on your stomach, your face buried in your pillow as you screamed in delight and in a high pitched voice.

'HE LIKES MY DESIGNS HE LIKES MY DESIGNS HE LIKES MY DESIGNS AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!'

You quickly sat up as you hugged your pillow. 'I think he knows that it's actually me who's the dancer...asking for a friend..as if he'd fall for that. also... now how do I take measurements?'

You groaned in frustration.

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