#(really confused in how to classify her lmao)

[v7-arts]

I have come with a new character

She is one of the cat's girlfriend; I dont have much more info right now...

They will be part of a comic I am lowkey planning

Update: I named the cat

[nickeverdeen]

Hehehe could I get an Arcane and/or Nimona matchup😋 I’mma yap a lot so prepare LMAOO

My name is Kathryn (or Kat for short) and I'm in school for graphic design and communications - I originally wanted to go into cosmetology to become a desairologist, but I didn't get in. I play piano, dance (hip hop, ballet, tap, and jazz), and sing. I also produce my own music.

Idk how to classify my style so I'lI say it alternates between morute, gloomy coquette, dollette, gothic, and alternative. I also lean heavily towards the feminine side of the spectrum.

I practice witchcraft and l'm also a Christian. I have a weird fascination with dolls and I collect them, specifically porcelain dolls. Like, it's so bad LMAO my friends are scared to come into my room atp!!! Literally I'm probs on someone's rob list I have one worth $400😭🙏

I also collect vinyls. I have over $600 worth of them save me…

Some of my favorite music artists are Bambi Baker, Melanie Martinez, Solya, Elita, Ha Vay, Baby Bugs, and Mercy Necromancy. I also like a lot of rock; AC/DC, Scene Queen, Delilah Bon, BANSHEE, Gurldoll, Ashnikko (she's sometimes rock), and Ennaria

I suppress literally everything until I just burst and it’s been building for two years now so uh yay😍

My humor’s honestly really weird. I can laugh at bread falling but find a really good dad joke stupid and unfunny. I also tend to match the personality of the person I'm speaking to. I’ve also been told I’m really great at comfort but I don’t know about that. A lot of people confide in me with their problems. Like a lot..🥲 not that I mind, it just gets a bit tiring

I’m more attracted to masc leaning people but I’ve also dated fems before. It doesn’t really matter to me as long as we have chemistry, but I do find myself eyeing a lot more masculine girls.. I’m kind of attracted to men, but not a whole lot.

I also don’t like touch unless I’ve known the person for at least 6 months or I initiate it. I’ve had multiple breakdowns because someone who wasn’t a “safe person” touched me without giving any warning…… I tense up MASSIVELY when someone hugs me even if I know they’re going to. The only people that don’t have that effect on me are my best friend (who I’ve known for 4 years) and my dad.

I took a state personality test and I’m exactly 50% INFP and 50% INFJ. Legit confused the test and it gave me both💀

Im diagnosed with anxiety & depression. I've been told I might have OCD, BPD and some sort of depersonalization/derealization disorder.

I believe I could have autism or ADHD. I also have heavy hallucinations that can last either 30 minutes or 2 weeks. I have major mood swings too. One minute I can literally be bouncing up and down while wanting to blow something up and then the next I’ll be crying on the floor😭

Aaanyway I think that’s enough of me yapping have a great day babes<3

Your Arcane match is…

Caitlyn Kiramman

Caitlyn would love discussing your music collection, especially rock and alternative genres

It may not seem like it, but she has a soft spot for underground bands and loves discovering new music

Caitlyn’s patient and empathetic nature makes her a great listener, offering comfort and understanding when you’re feeling overwhelmed or anxious

She’d be your rock during your mood swings

Provides a calming presence and helpes you through tough moments with patience and care

Caitlyn respects your need for personal space and takes care not to touch you without permission, understanding the importance of consent and comfort

Caitlyn would plan unique and adventurous dates, like exploring hidden spots in Piltover or attending underground music gigs

She herself would maybe prefer a classic restaurant one, but when she tried this she prefered this

Caitlyn would like your unique style and often compliment your outfits, even suggesting accessories or outfits that might suit your aesthetic

She’d be a bit unsure and creeped out by the doll thing, though

Caitlyn would silently encourage you to express your emotions and not suppress them

Caitlyn’s love for photography would complement your graphic design skills, and you’d often collaborate on creative projects

She would cherish quiet, quality time with you

Whether it’s listening to music together, having deep conversations, or simply enjoying each other’s company

Your Nimona match is…

Nimona

Nimona’s playful nature would match your quirky humor

She’d often make you laugh with her antics and shapeshifting abilities

Nimona would love going on spontaneous adventures with you, whether it’s exploring new places or trying out new activities

Nimona’s fierce loyalty means she’d be incredibly protective of you, always ready to stand up for you if anyone tried to harm or disrespect you

Nimona would appreciate your artistic talents and often encourage you to express yourself through your art and music

Her unconventional ways of comforting might seem odd, but they’d always make you feel better, like turning into a cute animal to cheer you up

Slowly she would learn to respect your boundaries over time, ensuring she doesn’t touch you without your consent

Nimona would love discovering new music with you and often play your favorite songs during your adventures together

Despite her tough exterior, Nimona has a deep understanding of emotions and would be there for you during your highs and lows

Nimona’s idea of a date would be anything but ordinary – from sneaking into restricted areas to watching thunderstorms from a safe spot

She’d like your unique style and individuality, often praising your confidence

[ronanceautistic]

I love your post about Robin learning to be feminine for Nancy, it’s such a breath of fresh air, especially in this fandom ❤️ I don’t get why so many ronance shippers are so obsessed with making her masc or even “butch”, but internalized misogyny is a hell of a drug ig haha

Tbh I don't actually have any qualms with people's perception of Robin. The masc/butch stuff isn't really my shit but I'm not at all against it or anything. I think for me a lot of gender expression terminology in general is very confusing LMAO so I kinda just leave all the conversations on the topic alone. My gender is non existent and I don't really enjoy classifying my style on masc/fem/andro/whatever because, idk, I just don't like being boxed in. That's just me though! And this is an aside, anyway.

All style is fun and awesome! And I genuinely love Robin's, too, a lot of the times moreso than Nancy's despite what the post would suggest LMAO. The og post wasn't a big statement of feminism or internalised misogyny or anything, it was more me rambling about how much I love Nancy Wheeler from the pov of someone who hated her kind of style for most of my childhood and decided to project that onto Robin. I think if there was a statement it would've been 'let robin and nancy be masc, let them be fem, let them be both or neither and free ourselves from thinking about it too much or to critically. because I don't think nancy does and that's what robin comes to realise about her.'

[gloomforrestrunes]

PLEASE go into detail about why Kane and River broke up. I need to know more about both of them and their disastrous relationship

hfdfhdsaj, i dont know if i would classify it as disastrous, but it was definitely for the best that they broke up!

for extra context, before river, kane dated two others, aria and chloe. ive talked about them briefly before and those two plus river can be seen together in my heaven says video!

being the last aera alive, there is a LOT of unspoken pressure on kane to keep his family bloodline going. feli is sort of the main authority figure who is urging kane to take a suitress. kane's relationships with aria and chloe were both sort of already set up by feli, and while kane genuinely gave those relationships a shot it just felt... wrong. obviously the main reason that it felt wrong is because, well, kane is gay! and wasnt physically or romantically attracted to either aria or chloe. but because kane was completely clueless, he assumed that the reason behind why it felt wrong was because the relationships were set up by feli rather than happened naturally. (which definitely was apart of it, but obviously the main reason is that he isnt attracted to women LMAO) so when kane broke up with aria, and later chloe, he was able to be honest with them that it just didnt feel right! so those break ups were much less messy.

river was already friends with him and his friend group at this point, and she was starting to get some feelings for kane. kane always regarded river as a really good friend but never considered her as a partner. and because he never had gotten romantic feelings for anyone at that point (other than having a crush on jay- but he was a child at the time and no one told him what his feelings meant so he completely disregarded it) he didn't even know what love was supposed to feel like!

so when river pulled him aside one day and confessed her feelings for him, he sorta short-circuited and thought "oh. well she is a really good friend and i like being around her and this is happening naturally rather than being set up so that means this is what True Love feels like" so in a super unfortunate case of misunderstanding, kane completely mixed up platonic and romantic attraction and told river that he felt the same way. and soon enough they became a couple.

well things start to get a bit rocky for them when river notices that kane never really. treats her like a partner. like he'd just treat her like she was his buddy. like if they were on a date he'd view it as just two pals hanging out rather than a loving bonding moment between partners. that isn't necessarily a bad thing by itself but river communicated to him that she wants to feel loved by him and points out that he doesnt really say "i love you" to her that much or even at all. and that she wanted to receive physical affection like nose touches or cuddles and stuff. kane of course is receptive to that and explains that it just didnt cross his mind that he should be doing that. well if your partner says that to you that definitely wouldn't make you feel very desired by them :,) (obviously that wasnt kane's intention at all. he's just. clueless)

kane of course wants to make river happy so he tries to do what she asks of him! but soon he would find that every time he cuddled her or told her that he loved her- uh oh. that wrong feeling came back, and it was worse than ever. kane thought that he did everything right this time, so why did he feel nothing whenever river said "i love you" to him? why did he feel so uncomfortable when her fur was pressed against his? why did thinking of river as anything more than a good friend feel so bad?

well, kane pulled into himself a lot during this time. confused and lost as to why he's feeling the way he is. well, river definitely noticed the way he tensed up whenever she pressed against him. how he pursed his lips and said nothing every time she said an affectionate phrase. and river is the type to want to deal with issues, so she brought it up- in a bit of a confrontational way.

it wasn't a full-blown fight between the two, it was just river desperately trying to get some sort of reassurance that she is loved by her partner, with kane desperately not wanting to admit that he doesn't.

but since she was sick of beating around the bush, river just asked "do you love me? did you ever love me?" kane didnt say anything, which answered everything.

to say river was distraught is an understatement, and in a fit of anger and sorrow she broke up with him on the spot and left. she had known kane for so long, both as a friend and a boyfriend, and to be indirectly told that she was never even loved by him was soul-crushing. since kane isnt the best at explaining himself, she views the relationship as kane just stringing her along, constantly lying to her to pardon his own feelings. and as a result, river feels extremely betrayed. kane recognizes that he's hurt her and he does feel really really guilty, but he also feels lost and broken because he doesn't know why this keeps happening.

[runninguplenorahills]

hi :) what are your special interests? feel free to talk about them, ill read!!!

Hi anon :))

I always kinda get confused as to what classifies as special interest? Anyway-

I’m very interested in biology! It was my favorite and most fun subject when I was in school and I also basically tutored my classmates in biology for free lmao. I could honestly talk about it for hours and it’s genuinely so interesting to me!! But I can’t really ramble about it on here because I’m lacking some vocabulary hahaha.

Classic books? Basically old English books lmao. They’re my favorite to read, I love how they’re written, I love the stories because they’re different from what’s written today. It’s kinda almost boring what happens in these old books but it works because they’re old and they’re relaxing to me. And it’s kinda rewarding to know that I can comprehend even old english haha. My favorite’s are “Anne of green gables”, “little women” and “Emma” but I’ve read a ton more and still got a ton more to read!

Poetry! I LOOOVE poetry and I’ve written a lot of poetry and OMG it’s so much fun and I love it!! I’ve actually written a poem a couple of months ago that’s called “in may” and I was planning on making lumax fanart for it but I probably won’t get it done in time before may is over :///. I also love writing silly poetry, like my Mike wheeler rap or the Jonathan-writes-songs-for-byler poems which are not to be taken seriously!! And I once wrote a very funny poem for German class which I got praise for lmaoo. I especially love writing poetry for my friends though <3

Art! Everything about it! It’s so so so much fun and I love talking about my art and color theory might actually be one of my favorite things!! I have this one friend who doesn’t know basic color theory from the top of her head and I always enjoy explaining it to her! Idk, I think it’s fascinating and I would love to actually go and visit more art galleries too.

Stranger Things of course hahah. But with Stranger Things also comes analysis of characters and set designs and cinematography and costume designs and dialogue and what not! Looking deeper into things, seeing what’s behind the curtain! So the Stranger Things interest is more of a special interest in analyzing media. But Stranger Things is the hyperfixation that makes it fun!

And I can’t really think of more rn. Again, not really sure what classifies as special interest but I’d say these are mine.

Thank you so much for this ask💗

[bebetae]

WIFEY HAS ARRIVED WITH A REQUEST BECAUSE WHY NOT? LMAO. Trope: FWB Bias(s): Jueyon & Hyunjae 'Can I film us?' & 'You are taking me (us) so well." Throw in some creampies, some choking, edging, and humiliation, pleasee. Love you, babes. :*

the art of sharing | lee juyeon and lee hyunjae

pairing: the boyz, FWB au, dom!juyeon x sub!reader x dom!hyunjae

genre: smut

word count: 4.2k

rating: 18+ NSFW WARNINGS AND PROMPTS INCLUDED UNDER THE CUT

warnings: threesome, unprotected sex, creampies, edging, humiliation, degradation (slut, whore), multiple orgasms, swearing, oral (m and f receiving), choking

If i’m missing others please let me know!

prompts: 33 “can i film us?” & 38 “you’re taking me so well.”

Nothing in your life was boring. Not when you lived so spontaneously.

You knew sleeping around may have been looked down upon, but you didn’t care much when it was so enjoyable. The thrill of juggling boys between your fingers was addicting. You always thought that someone should stop you before you got in over your head, but maybe it was too late. Maybe it was inevitable, and the universe was only waiting for just the right moment to pounce.

The time had finally come.

“I heard Juyeon’s here,” your friend whispered to you, leaning in close so you could hear her over the booming music of the party. A typical cliche college party was where you usually made your move, often finding yourself in someone else’s bed by the end of the night. The name made your ears perk, and you smirked to yourself as you scanned the area.

The familiar head of black hair stood tall amongst the rest, and it seemed like Juyeon knew you were looking at him, his eyes snapping to yours almost instantly. His gaze was tempting, and you knew immediately what he was expecting. You saw it in his eyes.

It felt familiar heading towards the boy, something you’ve found yourself doing many times before. Juyeon was one of your favorites, and he never failed to satisfy you for the night. You were pretty sure he knew of your extensive list of fuck buddies, but he never seemed to mind. In the classified thoughts inside his own mind, he found it kind of hot, he just ignored the jealousy he felt everytime he thought about how he had to share.

“Hey beautiful,” he called, raising his cup above his head in greeting upon your arrival. He was leaning comfortably against the wall in the corner of the living room, his endearing smirk bigger than ever. His aura excited you, just like it always did.

“Juyeon,” you replied, moving to place a tender hand on his bicep. His eyebrow quirked in interest. He knew what he wanted, but you did too. There was no hesitation left in you, only need.

“Let’s go upstairs,” you offered, but Juyeon didn’t budge. You looked at him questioningly.

“I think someone else is waiting for you,” he shrugged, jutting his chin to someone behind you. You turned, your heart stopping when not too far from the two of you stood a familiar face mixed into the crowd, another trophy on your shelf.

Hyunjae was someone you had only slept with once, but he sure left his impression. You couldn’t quite get his words off your mind and his touch off your skin. You’d always wondered when you would get the opportunity with him again, but it was a shame that you felt Juyeon’s presence lingering behind you as you stared into the other boy’s eyes.

“I think,” Juyeon murmured, and you didn’t know he had come close to speak into your ear, your body jumping in surprise. “You should go greet your friend,”

You turned your head to him, confusion on your face. You were sure he could assume just who Hyunjae might be to you. Did he really want you to ditch him for another guy? The look on his face told you to comply.

“You look great tonight,” Hyunjae complimented, looking you up and down as you approached. You watched as he glanced over your shoulder, presumably at the boy you had walked away from, but you couldn’t read his expression as he addressed you again.

“I like it better now,” you spoke. You were referring to his hair, your hand running through the dark strands soothingly. The last time you had seen him, which must have been over a month ago by now, it had been an ashy blond. You didn’t think he could look any more handsome than he did that night.

“I was hoping you would,” he smiled, his hands moving down to grasp your waist. He stepped even closer, and you noticed the small crease in his eyes as he smiled down at you. Juyeon had somehow left your mind completely, something you thought was impossible.

“I’ve been thinking about you,” you admitted, your arms slinking up around his neck. He hummed contentedly.

“I’m sure you have, baby,”

Another body pressed up behind you, and your eyes widened as you realized the boy you had seemingly forgotten about was now finding the perfect moment to cut in.

“Hi Juyeon,”

“Hey, Hyunjae,”

“Wait, you two know each other?” you asked incredulously, unraveling yourself from Hyunjae and backing away from the two boys, looking between them in shock. They only looked at each other amusedly, nearly laughing outright at your confusion. What was going on?

“We’re roommates, Y/n.” Hyunjae chuckled. “You’ve only been to our place with Juyeon, right? I knew what you sounded like in bed before I made you moan for me, sweetheart,” You made a look of disgust at this new information, your hands coming up to cover your face as you got flustered.

“Aw, is our baby embarrassed?” Juyeon sneered, chasing your hands with his as he lowered them off your cheeks softly. Our?

“Don’t be, Y/n,” Hyunjae insisted, brushing strands of hair out of your face.

It was honestly a bit overwhelming to have two incredibly attractive boys giving you their undivided attention at the same time, no matter what you had already done with them previously. You weren’t sure if you were scolding or praising your past self and the decisions you’d made leading up to this, but you had a feeling you were about to be thanking yourself very soon. You were right.

You could barely walk straight as Hyunjae grabbed your hand and led you away from the crowd, Juyeon following close behind. This was all happening so fast yet it felt so right. Your feet moved on their own as Hyunjae opened the door to an unoccupied room, dragging you inside as Juyeon shut the door behind you.

“I don’t think I deserve this,” you spoke in awe, watching the two boys as they both stared at you hungrily. It was like you were living a dream, or a fantasy; anything other than reality as you grew beyond excited. “I might seriously cry tears of joy,”

You almost facepalmed yourself for your big mouth, always turning to awkward humor when you got nervous. Why were you nervous? You’d fucked both of them before. But now you were just, fucking them at the same time?

“Don’t be so nervous, baby,” Juyeon soothed, coming up to cradle your face in his large hands. You calmed from his touch, and the last thing he did was smile before he leaned in and kissed you softly. It felt like the calm before the storm, the air still and silent as the lightning prepared to strike. Your heart was beating loudly in your ears when he pulled away.

“Take this off, please,” Juyeon panted, the kiss quite literally taking his breath away. You felt Hyunjae’s fingers trace the bottom hem of your dress, the short black one you always wore when you were feeling particularly confident one night.

“Is this okay?” Juyeon asked, his touch guiding your eyes to his.

“Yes, please,” You let Hyunjae pull your dress up and off your body, and their dual groans harmonized when they saw you were braless tonight. You smiled cheekily.

“She’s so naughty, isn’t she?” Hyunjae remarked. He reached from behind you and looped his arms around your stomach, pulling you tight to his chest. Juyeon hummed in agreement but said nothing, wasting no time in cupping your breasts, bending his tall frame down to capture one of your nipples between his lips.

“Oh god,” you whined, squirming in Hyunjae’s hold. Your hands threaded through Juyeon’s soft black hair, yelping when he bit lightly on your bud. Hyunjae let you lean against him as his hand snaked down your abdomen, swiftly making its way under the waistband of your panties, and you leaned your head back onto his shoulder as he ran a finger through your folds.

“Always so wet,” Hyunjae hummed, the pad of his middle finger pressing down on your clit. You moaned loudly, Juyeon switching his attention to your other breast, and you began moving your hips trying to get Hyunjae to move his hand. He refused, and his other hand reached up to wrap around your neck, his touch light but threatening. You reluctantly complied to stay still, and Hyunjae cooed sweet praises into your ear as he moved his free hand back down to trace lightly over your collarbone.

Juyeon released from his assault on your breasts and stood back up, tearing his shirt off and displaying his muscular torso. He replaced the spot on your hips that Hyunjae’s hands had left with his own, slowly guiding the three of you toward the bed. Hyunjae moved his hand out of your panties and made quick fashion of pulling them off of you, and you stepped out of them as they fell to the floor.

You collapsed onto the unfamiliar mattress as the boys stood at the edge of the bed, and their stance sparked inspiration in you as you coyly sat up and crawled over to the edge where they stood. You reached for Juyeon first, a hand running down the trail of his abs until you reached his pants, and you quickly unbuttoned and pulled them down. You didn’t waste time, pulling his underwear down as well, and Juyeon chuckled as you licked your lips at the sight of his hardening cock.

“Such a slut, isn’t she?” Juyeon spat, not even looking at you as he glanced over to his friend on his right. You were annoyed that he wasn’t paying attention to you as you were preparing to please him, so you wrapped your mouth around the tip, sucking harshly in spite. Juyeon grunted and snapped his head down to you. You looked up at him feigning innocence, taking him a bit further as his cock had now turned rock hard on your tongue. His hair was disheveled from your grip before, and he threw his head back as you continued working his length down your throat.

“Fuck,” Hyunjae whispered, palming his hard on through his jeans. He trailed the arch of your spine and the curve of your ass as you kneeled on the mattress, his mind reeling with all the things he wanted to do to you.

“This might be weird to ask, but fuck. You look so good right now,” Hyunjae groaned. “Can I—can I film us?”

You pulled off of Juyeon’s cock and glanced up at him, using your spit to run your hand up and down on it while you spoke to Hyunjae.

“Why, are you two going to jerk off to it together?” you teased, and Hyunjae hadn’t thought of that, but now that you said it, it didn’t sound too bad. “Yeah, I guess so. That’s kind of hot,”

“Yeah yeah, film or don’t film,” Juyeon dismissed, his hands brushing through your hair so he could gather it into a messy ponytail. He coaxed you back to his dick, and this time he took the lead as he pushed your head down his length. His tip breached your throat, and you expertly swallowed around him when you heard the light ring of a camera switching on. You strained your eyes up and saw Hyunjae holding his phone in his hand, his now freed cock in the other.

With a sudden burst of confidence you allowed for Juyeon’s length to slide further down your throat, not giving yourself time to breathe as you struggled to fit all of it. It must have been enough, though, because Juyeon frantically pulled your head back as you coughed. He didn’t want to come, not yet.

“My turn,” Hyunjae snickered, taking Juyeon’s place in front of you as the other boy mounted the bed, and you turned your head to watch him as he settled behind you. You raised yourself on your hands and knees so you could give him access to your dripping pussy, thinking he was going to slam inside, but instead Juyeon bent down and gripped your ass, spreading you wide so he could lick a stripe up your slit with his tongue.

You were breathing heavily when Hyunjae gripped your face and turned your head forcefully back to him, his camera recording you as he pushed his thumb past your parted lips, pressing down on your tongue to open your jaw even wider. You looked so submissive on film, so used, and Hyunjae growled, discarding the camera angle for a second so he could lean down and spit dirtily into your mouth. He closed your mouth to swallow it down, and you hummed when you felt Juyeon do the same behind you, except his saliva dripped gradually down your folds before he lapped it back up eagerly.

Juyeon was eating you out with vigor and determination, more so than any other man you’d ever been with. You couldn’t voice your pleasure, however, as the second cock was being shoved down your throat harshly. Hyunjae was still holding the phone down at your face, and he was trying to balance the view of his dick stuffed in your mouth and your ass as you pushed back greedily into Juyeon’s face. He slowly began thrusting in and out, and you took it without complaints even as you choked around his girth.

“Fucking cockslut,” Hyunjae spat, and you whimpered around him in embarrassment. In any other situation you would have bit back with a snarky remark, but right now you were feeling way too good to risk them stopping.

Your eyes were noticeably teary in the frame of the camera, and the sight was riling Hyunjae up more than he cared to admit. Juyeon was humming contentedly while sucking on your clit, and it was the last straw as your orgasm began to approach its peak. Juyeon sensed this, and he confidently shoved two fingers into your pussy just to feel you clench around his digits. You could barely focus on giving Hyunjae a blowjob, your head halting with only the tip in your mouth as you basked in the pleasure. Your moans were constricted but clearly urgent, your arms shaking as they struggled to hold your body weight up.

“I’m close,” you nearly screamed, finally pulling off of Hyunjae’s cock with your head hanging low.

“Good,” Juyeon muttered around your clit, giving you a few rough thrusts of his long fingers. You trembled on the bed, both boys watching you intently, before Juyeon smirked and pulled away. His fingers slipped out of your hole and his lips left your bud, leaving you on the brink of an orgasm.

“No!” you whined, but you were shut up when Juyeon’s hands gripped your hips roughly and pulled you backwards to slam your hips down on his cock. You screamed in ecstasy, his length sheathing deeply inside of you as he paused. He was letting you adjust, but he was also making sure you had come down enough from your near orgasm from before. He was being mean tonight, you realized. They both were.

Hyunjae watched as Juyeon began thrusting inside of you, his thrusts forceful and rapid from the start. The man had little care to whether Hyunjae was there or not, and he was going to focus on you as long as he was the one fucking into you. Hyunjae rolled his eyes, moving away from the bed and setting the phone down on the table beside it. He made sure to check the camera angle and was delighted by the way your entire body fit in the shot, your arched back and teary face on full display. He turned to look back at Juyeon, who in turn glanced down at the phone, and Juyeon understood the intent as he grabbed your hair and pulled your head up to force you to look forward.

Hyunjae smirked, walking leisurely toward you, and your eyes trailed his own even as you were being railed by his roommate. From behind you, Juyeon was rough, his grip pulling you up enough for your back to arch, your neck exposed for Hyunjae to wrap a hand around. He hummed lightly, the noise so soft it was concealed by your lewd moans, leaning so close you thought your lips would touch. They didn’t, and the teasing look in his eyes sparked an idea.

“Oh fuck,” you groaned, keeping eye contact with the man in front of you. “You’re so fucking big,” Hyunjae quirked his eyebrow at you, his hand on your neck tensing.

“You fuck me so well baby. You always fill me up so good,”

“Yeah?” Juyeon panted from behind, and Hyunjae’s eyes darted up to his friend’s cocky smirk. “Who do you belong to?”

“You,”

You were sure you were going to regret that later once Hyunjae could get a turn with you, but you had a feeling it wouldn’t be much of a punishment at all.

Your words had sparked something in Juyeon, his thrusts turning feral and his grunts getting louder. You could tell there was competition between the two boys, and maybe that’s why you decided to antagonize them. You were falling apart as Juyeon made a point to hit the sweet spot inside of you that he knew so well, and suddenly he was being the nice guy as he tried his best to make you come.

“Ju-Juyeon, oh my god,” His cock was splitting you open at the seams, and you reveled in the way your vision turned white and the feeling of Hyunjae’s hand now harshly around your throat.

“Are you going to come for him?” Hyunjae spat, and you nodded with the little mobility you had as he choked you. “That’s not an answer, baby,”

“Yes!” you cried, repeating it over and over again as you felt a hand rub tight, fast circles around your clit. It was the stimulation you needed as your body was thrown over the edge. With your walls clamping down on him, Juyeon groaned loudly and shoved his entire length inside of you, spurts of his cum filling you up as you nearly screamed.

“So good, always so good for us,”

You were so overwhelmed that you weren’t quite sure who had been the one speaking, and Juyeon thrusted a couple more times to help you come down before he pulled out. You heard him groan and your arms collapsed, Hyunjae releasing your neck, bringing the front of your body down into the mattress.

Juyeon motioned for Hyunjae to bring the phone to him, and when he received it he moved the camera down to film your weeping hole as his cum leaked out and down onto the sheets.

“Get up,” Hyunjae growled, grabbing your arm and pulling your body to lay back on the bed. Juyeon had moved off to the side, still pointing the phone at you, and Hyunjae was now looming over your body with a dangerous look on his face. Yeah, you really pissed him off.

“Please fuck me,” you begged, deciding to be submissive for once if it meant you would get what you wanted.

“We broke her, Jae,” Juyeon snickered, his eyes raking over the sweaty curves of your body with satisfaction.

“That’s too bad,” the other boy pouted, reaching down to rub his cock along your folds, making sure to catch on your clit as he watched your body twitch with sensitivity. “Because we’re not done yet. But that doesn’t matter, right Y/n? Because you’ll always take what we give you. You’re just our little toy to share,”

“No I’m not,” you argued, but your voice was whiny and unconvincing as you ignored the way his dick felt so heavy on your pussy. You were excited, and he knew that.

“Oh?” Hyunjae mocked, two fingers moving down to swipe along your folds, and he brought them up to your face so you could see your juices dripping down from his fingertips. “You’re so wet, you’re making a fucking mess. Maybe we should just leave her here then, what do you think?” He turned to the other man in the room, and in panic, you grabbed his wrist and shoved his fingers into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them erotically as you pleaded with your eyes.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you, my pretty girl,”

You didn’t miss the way he exerted his claim on you, but it was short lived once he wasted no time in entering you, both of you groaning simultaneously. Hyunjae was a man on a mission as he began thrusting inside of you rapidly, ignoring your cries of overstimulation as he continued to pound into your swollen pussy. Why did it feel so good?

“That’s it,” Juyeon praised, walking closer and getting a better shot of Hyunjae’s cock pumping in and out of you. From this angle, the camera clearly captured the way your pussy creamed on his length, his dick coated in your arousal each time he pulled out, just to ram back in.

“Oh fuck, don’t stop,” you moaned.

“You’re taking me so well,” Hyunjae grunted, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He was breathing harshly out of his nose, his teeth gritted to keep him grounded. “So tight, it’s like you were made for us,”

“Us?” Juyeon teased from the side, but he surely wasn’t going to argue. There was something about watching your face as his best friend fucked you. Maybe sharing wasn’t so bad.

“S-so sensitive,” you stammered out, and Hyunjae outright laughed even as he was balls deep inside of you.

“Gonna come? So soon?” he questioned condescendingly, and you nodded your head in embarrassment. It was quite amazing how he was working you up so fast, and he didn’t even need to touch your neglected bud as you neared your third orgasm of the night.

“Don’t,” Juyeon muttered, looking at Hyunjae. The man smirked, and you felt tears streaming down your cheeks the moment he pulled out of you. Your hand instinctively bolted down to rub your clit, and you heard the phone clatter to the ground as Juyeon pinned your arms above your head, completely disregarding the film.

“Good girls don’t touch themselves,” he growled, and you squirmed underneath the two men as they watched. You felt helpless as you searched for any sort of stimulation to help you reach your peak. You were given nothing.

“Hm,” Hyunjae hummed, bending down to observe your pussy as it clenched around nothing. He gathered saliva into his mouth and spit once again onto your dripping pussy, and you let out a piercing moan when his finger delicately swirled it around your clit. He rubbed it so gently that it sent pangs of pleasure through you, but never enough to fully satisfy you.

“Hyunjae, Juyeon, please,” you whimpered, his finger dipping shallowly into your hole a few times.

“Well, Juyeon isn’t the one fucking you right now, is he?” Hyunjae countered, and you hear Juyeon scoff lightly next to you.

“No,” you answered. Hyunjae smirked.

“Well then who’s fucking you, whore?”

“Hyunjae! Your cock--in me,”

You were barely making coherent sentences at this point. Both boys looked up at you, tears falling endlessly down your face, and they both agreed silently with each other that you had passed whatever test they were putting on you. You almost forgot that they planned this, from the moment you stepped through the door and into the party still happening downstairs.

“Keep her still,” Hyunjae ordered Juyeon, who nodded, sitting back up and entering you again. This time he was slow, painfully slow, his cock inching in and out of you. You whined distastefully.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Juyeon asked, leaning down to press a light kiss to the corner of your mouth, pulling back quickly when you chased after his lips. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”

“Faster. Harder,” You begged, and Juyeon smiled.

“You heard her, Jae. See? I knew you were a fucking slut. Never satisfied,”

You didn’t have the mind to argue this time, the words exciting you as Hyunjae set a brutal pace. You could tell he was close, and you were sure he was being worked up this entire time, and you clenched purposefully around him just to watch him huff and close his eyes.

“Well hurry up then, come,” Hyunjae ordered, Juyeon leaning over, laving his tongue over your nipple and sucking on it harshly. You sobbed at the stimulation and your entire body shook under their grips as you finally reached your peak, both boys humming at your noises.

“Holy fuck,” Hyunjae panted, his head throwing back as his cock twitched inside of you. You swore this was the hardest you’ve ever orgasmed in your life, your entire body numbing and the second load of cum was shot inside of you. You felt so full, so used, and you loved it.

All three of you knew this was going to happen again, and it did, just a week later, after the boys had kept their promise, releasing into their palms after watching the damn video.

[me4gumi-moved]

How would dabi, shinsou, and todoroki react to making their s/o climax so intensely they pass out? (hcs form please!)

I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!! TURN IT UP!! I wrote this with the help of my friend who is currently in the process of making her own Tumblr account. I also added some scenarios between hcs because I was really excited to write this.

Dabi, Shinsou, and Todoroki’s Reactions to making their S/O Pass Out During Sex

Pairing(s): Dabi x reader, Shouto Todoroki x reader, Shinsou Hitoshi x reader Rating: Explicit Warning(s): Smut, Strong Language

Dabi

Oh the pride this fucker felt when he finally noticed you were unconscious.

Emphasis on when he finally noticed.

This asshole kept going at it even after you were whining that it was too much! Which is actually hot but that’s for another time and request

He thought it was a little weird that you were being so quiet (save for the soft whines and groans) so when he finally looked up and saw your eyes closed…

His chest filled with pride (and love but mostly pride lmao)

He was going to have so much fun teasing you when you woke up

You were gently shaken awake by your boyfriend. You didn’t even remember falling asleep. “Hey there, Sleeping Beauty.” Dabi smirked. “Nice nap?” You pushed yourself up onto your elbows, still in a bit of a daze. He laughed at your state. “Wow, I must’ve done a number on you, huh, doll?” You were so confused. What did he mean by that? You took in your surroundings. You were in your bedroom, naked, Dabi was in between your legs, naked, and you just woke up, naked. It all came back to you; you came so hard you passed out.

“I knew I was good, but, damn! Good enough to fuck you unconscious? That sure as fuck stroked my ego...and something else.”

Todoroki Shouto

I’m not gonna beat around the bush -- Shouto thought he killed you

He honest to god thought you died and that he was the cause of death

Didn’t know what the fuck to do

Should he call an ambulance? The police? Does this classify as manslaughter? What the hell does he do in this situation?

The second he heard a sigh escape your lips, he almost passed out from relief that he didn’t murder his S/O...not from an intense orgasm.

He was so going to pamper you when you woke up.

“(Y/N), please wake up!”

You were violently shaken awake by your boyfriend. How lovely. But he wouldn’t be acting like this without good reason so you, begrudgingly, did as you were asked and woke up. You rubbed at your eyes, “What’s the matter, Sho?” He was looking down at you with worried eyes and seemed stressed out about something.

At the sight of your open eyes, his relief was clear on his face. “Are you alright, love? Did I hurt you anywhere?” He pulled you into his bare chest. The only thing hurting was the delicious ache between your legs...oh. Oh! That explains why he was panicking. You’d passed out after finishing. Honestly, it was a bit embarrassing.

Shouto reached to the floor and picked up his shirt, slipping it on over you, then wrapped a blanket around you and laid you back down. “I’m going to get you some water. I’ll be right back!”

Shinsou Hitoshi

His reaction’s a mix between Dabi and Shouto

It definitely stroked his ego but he was also a little worried that he might’ve gone too far

Either you passed out because he made you feel so good or you passed out because it was too much

It stresses Hitoshi out a little bit, tbh

He lets you rest while he cleans you up and puts you in clean clothes

He waits for you to wake up on your own

Hitoshi watched the gentle rise and fall of your chest as you remained unconscious, absentmindedly tracing random shapes and words on your bare arms. He felt somewhat guilty -- the thought that he might’ve pushed you too far plagued his mind. He wanted to ask you about it but he’d rather you wake up on your own. Your body obviously needed time to recover after such an intense session.

He briefly tensed up when you stirred but let out a sigh of relief when you only moved to snuggle closer to him. Hitoshi glanced at the clock on the bedside table; it was a little past the time he usually went to bed (which was still super late).

He kissed your forehead before settling into bed himself, “Goodnight, kitten.”

[aries-online]

Family

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Pairing: Mirabel x Magical!Reader

Summary:{NAME}, A member of their own magical family, runs away and stumbles upon Encanto, Meeting the madrigal family and their true home

A/N:Readers surname is already chosen, They are a part of My oc's Magical family, The Labelle's. To summarize how they have magic, Each member is gifted a magic item upon joining the family. Readers magic is imbued in a locket. Reader is of french descent. Reader has the ability to control water in all forms as well as walk/stand on water.

Genre:I have no clue how to classify this, Angst?Romance?Family drama?Fluff?

Requested?:Nope

+18 Peeps(Ur walking a fine line)/Proshippers/Madrigalcest enjoyed Dni

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Finally got this shit done lmao

 Your feet carried you through the underbrush, Not caring about the thorns dragging along your skin. You were exhausted, and wanted to collapse, but you somehow kept going. "Keep Going, {NAME}" You muttered "Just get out of Irene's range". You reached a river when you finally felt safe enough to collapse, your legs finally giving out as you crossed the other side of the bank. You played there for a moment, a small smile gracing your features before your vision faded out, Sending you off into a deep slumber.

  When you started to regain consciousness, you heard hushed whispers around you. You froze up, Did your family find you? You strained your ears to catch onto what they were saying. "Just let them sleep, you saw the state the girls found them in"

Okay so it wasn't your family, that's for sure, But who were they? You presumed that they brought you to their home, whoever's they were. You say up a bit, Rubbing your face, then noticing the lack of your locket. You began to panic, not even caring about the family crowing the small room you were situated in. "Where is it?" You weakly cried, Panic setting in. "Hey,Hey, Its okay calm down" One of the people spoke, their tone comforting. They picked up your locket from the bedside table "Is this what your looking for?" She asked, You snatched it out of her hand. Once you had it back, you quickly put it back on, relaxing once you felt the cool metal against your skin. "Sorry for the scare" The Girl said again, Giving you a small, nervous, Smile. You returned her smile, Only now looking around at the rest of the people in the room. A small crowd of women surrounded you, One of which had a large storm cloud above her head. "Thank God your okay" One of them exclaimed "We found you at the river and we thought you weren't gonna make it". You really didn't have any words, so you said the first thing that came too mind. "Thanks".

  It had been a few hours since you awoke and you were briefed in on what had happened after you passed out. The first to find you was Dolores, The one who was so worried about you when you first awoke. Dolores had found you half out of the water and panicked, Luisa had been the one to carry you back to their home. You were a little shaken up, and were definitely confused at your surroundings. Mirabel, the girl the same age as you, had taken on the task of helping you out around Casita. You two grew very close to each other very quickly. Secretly, you were excited to have a friend your age, Seeings as your three sisters, Irene, Chloe and Rosalia, were all several years older then you and your mother wouldn't let you leave the house without any of them. 

 "So, {NAME}, if you don't mind answering. What's with the necklace?" Mirabel asked. She sat across from you in the old nursery where you were to be sleeping. "Its a long story" you chuckled nervously, Scratching the back of your head. "Hey man, I've got all the time in the world, I'm willing to listen" She Laughed, Raising both hands up in mock surrender. You chuckled along with her "I guess I can tell you" You laughed, Letting your laughter die down before beginning your explanation. 

 "My Great-Grandmother was the origin of the magic my family was Gifted. She got it shortly after her husband died, Leaving her with an almost adult step-daughter and two toddlers. She prayed to whatever god was out there to end the suffering she felt, She wanted nothing more then to see her husband one last time, and she was granted a gorgeous jewelry set, Seventeen pieces of random jewelry" You explained, Mirabel watched you with wide eyes "You have magic too?" She asked amazed at your statement. You nodded before continuing on "She had given one piece to her step-daughter, One to Her Son and One to her Daughter, My Nana. Each were given a magical power when wearing the jewelry, and my Great-Grandmother, The piece she chose gave her the gift to see the dead. She finally got to see her husband again" You had opened your locket at this point, Smiling at the family portrait in it "This was originally her necklace but it gave me a gift of my own" You explained, Looking at mirabel now. "What is your gift" She asked breathlessly, staring at the locket with wonder. "I can control water in all its forms" you explained, Closing the locket and sheepishly scratching at your neck. "Whoa, that's so cool" She exclaimed, Grabbing ahold of your hands "you gotta show me" She Said, Her voice almost a shout. You winced a bit at the loud noise "Calm down Mira" You winced " I can't do it without there being water around, And plenty of it too" You explained. Mira paused for a moment, before beginning to pull you out of the room again "I know the perfect place"

  "Hey, Mamá, I'm taking {NAME} to the river " Mirabel Stated as she pulled you into the living area. "Alright Mirabel, Be back before supper" Julieta Said, Giving her daughter a smile. Something about this little interaction made you feel a tinge of jealousy. Why couldn't your own Mother treat you like this? Dolores poked her head into the room from the doorway "Oh, Could I come along as well Mirabel?" She asked. Mirabel looked towards you, You responded with a little shrug. "Sure, You can totally come along" Mirabel responded. Soon it turned from Just Dolores tagging along to almost the entire family, which set you off a little bit. 

 When you all reached the river, and everyone spread out along the bank, Mira looked at you with bright eyes. "Can you show me now?" She asked, sitting down beside where you stood. "I guess so" you replied nervously, Taking a few steps forward and into the river. The feeling of the cool water sent a small shiver up your spine, It had been a while since you've been in a body of water. Slowly you began to move your hands out towards the water, Picking up a large ball of water. You nervously showed it off to mirabel, who looked super excited. Her reaction gave you a small sliver of courage, The reaction she gave you had given you the courage to do something you rarely did with your power. You sharply inhaled, closing your eyes and bracing yourself, Before throwing the ball up into the air and fracturing it into tiny droplets. With a wave of your hand, The droplets began to fly around you, Crystallizing into snow as they moved. You moved your foot upwards, letting yourself stand on top of the water. When you opened your eyes again, You found all the madrigals, Minus Alma and Julieta, Watching you with awe. "That was so cool" Mirabel exclaimed, Jumping up and making her way towards the edge of the bank. Your face became hot, shifting your gaze towards your feet "Its really not that special" You replied, shrugging your shoulders. "Wrong" Mirabel stated, Placing her hand on her hips "That was so cool, Its not something one of us can do". You replied with a shrug, Making your way back to the bank, walking on top of the water. "And you can walk on water" Mira Stated, awestruck "If you ask me, That's pretty special"

  You were in Encanto for almost a month now, You and Mirabel began dating each other your second week there. You finally felt like you had a home that wanted you there. You took on chores around the house and the village, Helping people to water plants and just to entertain the children. You bonded with the madrigals and the townsfolk, Becoming a regular sight to everyone. 

 "Mira, Amour" You sighed, Shaking your head slightly at the situation Her and Camilo had gotten into, Helping her pick the cactus thorns from her arms. "Did you two have to Startle Isa like that? Was it really worth it?" You laughed slightly, Plucking the last thorn from her wrist. "And we're done" you stated "But I won't help you if you do it again". "I won't do it again" She laughed, Rolling her eyes "Probably"

 After your second month there, You finally had the hopes that maybe, Just maybe, Your family stopped looking for you. You were sorely wrong. On a walk you decided to take with Mirabel before dinner, You heard a crashing coming from the forest around you. You were a little unnerved, this just wasn't something that happened. You two continued to walk, just ignoring the noise, Before you were tackled to the ground by a flying form. "Oh, {Name}, I found you" The girl cried. "Chloe?" You exclaimed, Pushing her off of you. Mirabel helped you up. Chloe had tears filling her eyes as she looked at you, her expression filled with hurt. Before you could speak again, Chloe began to yell in the direction sh became from "Mama, Mama, I found them!". 

 Your whole family soon poured out of the forest surrounding you. Your Mother, Ebony Labelle, Raced her way towards you, Grasping your face in her hands. "Oh my sweet child" She cooed "Mama missed you my baby". Ebony tried to plaster your face in kisses, But you pulled yourself back. "Why" You asked quietly "Why can't you just let me live my life" Your voice raised to a shout. "I was perfectly fine without you, Why do you have to come back just when I start to feel loved?" Angry tears began to pour as you watched your mother step back in shock. Your oldest sister, Irene, stepped forward in your mother's place "{NAME}, Apologize to mother for shouting at her like that" She commanded, Her tone matching yours in anger. Irene was always a mama's girl. "No" You spat, Your vision hazy from the tears. Mirabel grabbed your hand with hers. "{NAME}, lets go back home" She says, Pulling you towards her. Your sisters anger turned towards your girlfriend. "So your the one who turned her on her family? I can't see what my sibling would find interesting about you" Irene had a malicious smirk on her face "Your So plain looking, And you dress like a child. Your a freak". Irene's words set you off, You began to shout again "No, Irene, Your a freak. Your a kiss-ass who has no life for herself. And Mira gave me something you all could never give me. Unconditional love and respect, Your all Just assholes." You stated, your face turning stony. "Mira let's go" You said to the girl who stood beside you. Your act of defiance set something off in your mother, Who now stepped beside Irene. 

"{NAME}, You come here right now" Your mother snarled "How dare you run away from home, From your loving family". Your face twisted into a grimace "Your not my family" You said, Your voice weaker then before "Family wouldn't do what they did". Your words caused her to begin to scream harsh words at you, Your Father stood beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Ebony, Amour, Calm down" He crooned, placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth before turning to you. "{NAME}, Listen to your mother. Your a Labelle, act like it". Hot tears began to flood your eyes once more. you barely could hold it in anymore. Your Girlfriend, Mirabel, Placed her hand on your shoulder, Causing you to jump. You looked at her, then behind you where the rest of the madrigals now stood. "We are here for you, {NAME}" Mirabel whispered, Giving you a soft smile before turning her attention to where your sorry excuse for a family stood.

"How dare you do what you did to them" She stated, Folding her arms in front of her. "Family should be there for each other, Not tear each other down and bully one another" Her tone held a rage you never had seen before. You sniffled slightly as julieta held you comfortingly "Shes right Mother" You spoke "I always looked up to you, Looked to you for love and you turned me away. The only people who even slightly cared were the Nannies you had come in all the time to take care of us". You wiped a tear from your face, Staring into the eyes of your parents "Your not my family anymore, I've finally found a place I feel welcome. I have people who look at me, Not as a trophy or a toy, But as a person. Something you could never do".  You let go of julieta, stepping towards where mirabel stood. "Grandmother would be disappointed in you" You stated "Disappointed in all of you" your gaze fell on your other sisters. "Chloe, Rose" You started "I love you two a lot, But I have a place where I can be myself. I hope you two can realize the situation your in isn't good for you and you leave.Like I did" You grab Mirabels hand and you lead her towards the rest of the madrigals, Slowly you all begin to walk back to your home. You pause when Rosaline comes racing towards you, Enveloping you in a hug. "I love you, Little one" She whispers. You reply with a whisper of your own "If you ever want a place of your own I'll be more then happy to help you when that time comes". You let go of your sister, Giving her a small kiss on the cheek before walking back to your true home. The place you always will feel welcome.

[unohanadaydreams]

I never posted these, did I? Here’s some more of me re-reading TYBW from a bit ago.

Hmmm, sounds kind of like a vague way to answer. Like he’s trying to tell you something, mayhaps.

Also, it sucks that this just gets really lost in the TYBW sauce. This confrontation comes late in the arc and is SO quick. The logic behind minimizing this is really lost on me.

He literally starts this arc with the nakama and the switch to being with the Sternritter doesn’t feel mysterious, it just feels confusing. Like…..why are there sternritter who die shortly after getting introduced getting more panel time than URYU.

It’s sad this arc was rushed, because the charms of Soul Society arc and Hueco Mundo arc imo came from their build up arcs where Ichigo and his friends had legitimate focus on them before being flung into the arc proper. In other words, we got invested in Ichigo and his friends making it out alive with Rukia bc we had time to sit with them. We got invested when Orihime was kidnapped, when her friends came to rescue her, because we had time with them. We didn’t have that same time here and especially in no way that mattered toward this development.

This seems like a weird thing to say if Yhwach purely means ‘your child’ in a ‘child of God’ way.

And he was born in a way that would indicate he really is Soul King’s son. Like he couldn’t see or move or sense anything….like the Soul King.

It makes me wonder how Yhwach came to be? Was he a natural child or created as a successor to the peerless, motionless throne? Was the Soul King always meant to be contained as such or was he a moving, feeling person as Yhwach came to be? What would happen if his limbs were brought back to him in full? Why was he torn apart in the first place?

Like Yhwach and Soul King just have SO many similarities.

Why couldn’t he have seen that? Isn’t seeing the future….also seeing the difference in strength that the future brings?

The problem with a Soul King that can see the future is that 1. Yes he did see this and 2. How exactly did the soul king set up Yhwachs upcoming failure as seeing doesn’t imply action to stopping it.

He can’t move. He’s been taken apart and placed in the sky to sit pretty—he only got his arm back because Ukitake gave it back intentionally. What abilities did he have that brought about Ichigo and Aizen and Uryu to bring about the defeat?

So confused on why this is any different from what he’s been planning?

Like, characters have been very wishy washy on what ‘ending the soul society’ means. Some act like nothing will exist anymore, others say shinigami just won’t be in charge, and some imply it’ll just suck for the worlds to be gone?

What exactly is he taking from the soul king that he wasn’t already going to??? It’s clear Soul King isn’t chilling here of his free will—what else is there to take?

The fact that this is NEVER expanded upon is an extraordinary crime.

I would fucking devour anything that expanded on this and the original war 1000 years ago. I crave it so much.

He’s SO back handed. He’s a sentence away from saying he needs a thank you for her promotion lmao.

Also, yeah, this is the first time Rukia really comes face to face with Aizen since he left her face down in the dirt, huh? That’s rough, buddy.

Everyone being SO surprised about this move by Shunsui makes me wonder how classified Mayuri’s origins at the 12th are, and the R&D in general.

This institution is not a stranger to pulling resources from former enemies. The Arrancar seem to be easier to swallow because they’re seen as lesser, I guess? Same seems to stand for the full bringer. And vizards just kind of….come back no questions asked?

None of the above ever started a concerted rebellion that resulted in a full blown war against Seireitei, to be fair.

Once again, we see that sacrificing your beliefs in the name of duty? Fine.

As long as you don’t have feelings attached it IS justified. The evil just cancels right out!

Tosen? A blind animal. Komamura? A dumb animal. Gin? A tragic animal. Their actions are reduced to mindless revenge because they did it out of feeling.

Shunsui releasing Aizen is justified because he has forced himself to feel nothing (or so he betrays) other than the logic of his actions serving Seireitei.

His desire to kill Yhwach is likewise just duty. Which is coincidentally how Ichigo gets to dodge confronting his feelings surrounding Yhwach and the anger he feels toward him regarding his mother—it’s also his duty to the Seireitei.

I can appreciate a lot of what Bleach says about revenge but it runs into the same problem plenty of other media does by trying to quantify the problem as feeling too much. Swinging the other direction doesn’t suddenly make it all okay.

Like, cruelty is cruelty. Principles are principles. Cruelty out of duty doesn’t hurt any less. Principles left behind out of duty are just as gone. Systematic oppression is often built and fed by phrases like ‘just doing my job’ and feeling nothing for an enemy doesn’t make a war any less horrible or violent (which Shunsui has literally pointed out before).

But ‘as long as it’s against evil it’s justified’ is just lmao. Like, Tosen thought he was justified while fighting evil. So did Komamura. So did Gin. What is the difference here, when we remove the emotions? Komamura especially—if his reasons has been purely rooted in duty, and he had still gone to the extremes he felt necessary to find victory…what then?

Because the chances of Aizen breaking loose and causing harm to those under Shunsui’s care is absolutely there. The endangerment wouldn’t be any less real, would it?

All that said, I think Aizen being freed was inevitable and the only reason he was imprisoned instead of killed, in the first place. I also don’t think it’s an unreasonable move. Shunsui is a great character to do this too, since he is a pretty self-loathing guy and I’d bet he just doesn’t view himself as a man of principles to begin with so this justification seem more for the lieutenants than for himself.

Executioners hate him! This man stayed alive with these simple tips and tricks. Grow your spiritual pressure not in years but in MONTHS!!

‘sinners’ lmao. Remember where you crawled out of, Mayuri.

Also Mayuri is genuinely so thrilled to be in control of people. His favorite avenues of science are enacting power over bodies (dissecting and gigai and soul candy and regrowing limbs, ect). Like he will invent anything, get around any obstacle, to prove he can control someone.

Two men and their massive egos and their remote powered toys having a very normal conversation right in front of my salad???

Kind of feels purposeful on Aizen’s part. Like ‘either I’m shooting the palace down or you’re not getting up there’.

He’s smart enough to have realized his restricted spiritual pressure was going to result in restricted range. He was trying to force their hand on giving that range more slack.

It’s been five seconds since Shunsui revealed Aizen and he’s already caused problems.

[rebeccccccaaa]

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞

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𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: A true enemies to lovers ;)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut 18+, angry makeout turned soft, gross fluff, bit of angst? 

𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: angst? (i still don’t really know what classifies as angst), confused feelings, age gap (reader of age), hate sex 18+, angry makeout turned soft, smut 18+, vulgar language, brutal insults, it’s just all mean

𝐀/𝐧: i literally cannot help falling in love it’s literally a problem. like words of affrimation is my one of my love languages. i’ll try not to include the next angst/smut lmao

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(𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 | 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞)

“Wow,” Steve sighed.

Bucky had told him everything; not detailed but what he should know. 

“Is it love?”

“I don’t fucking know, man. And it’s pissing me off,” Bucky sighed dramatically, making Steve chuckle.

“That’s crazy, man. Weird to think about; like you and her…” Steve gestured his hands together then cringed.

“Can you not?” Bucky laughed.

“I don’t know what to tell her. I don’t want to fight anymore but she doesn’t know that and I can’t just say, ‘Hey, when we slept together I realized I don’t fight you anymore because I think like you?’ She’ll kill me!”

“Who’ll kill you,” Nat said, returning with Tony, Clint, and Sam from the Hydra base.

“Nobody,” Bucky mumbled. 

“Ok,” Nat continued walking to the medbay where you, Banner, and Cho were while Sam stayed with the boys.

“How is she doing?” Tony asked.

“Not good,” Banner said, biting his nails.

“What?” Nat gasped.

“She was in an extreme critical condition and no one was here to give her blood. Cho doesn’t share blood type, I’m radioactive, you guys were gone, and Steve and Buck have the serum,” Banner said. 

Tony and Nat looked at each like they had something to say.

“What?” Banner asked.

“You’ll never guess what we recovered at the base,” Tony said, opening a slot in his suit.

He pulled out a tube similar to the shape of a pen that contained familiar blue liquid inside. Banner’s head shot up again looking back and forth between Nat and Tony. 

“Will it work?”

“This could save her life,” Bruce whispered.

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ

You grabbed our basket of laundry and walked back to your room. You turned the TV on and folded your clothes. You were still recovering from the last mission you went on with Bucky; you haven’t  really spoken to him since. You two haven’t even fought since the day you came back. 

Banner and Cho had injected the infamous super soldier serum Hydra refined. Apparently the entire charade of a fundraiser was to present a new type of serum to a shitty ‘board of directors’ a part of Hydra. 

And now you were the only human being on earth to have it in your system.

Tony and Bruce were constantly running tests and safety precautions on you for the past three months and you were feeling fine. Better than before; maybe a little taller. 

The effects heightened senses similar to Peter’s radioactivity, enhanced strength like the boys, and intelligence; by that you were able to retain more information and perceive complex data.

This was on top of what powers you already possessed. So now you were basically Tony, Peter, Wanda, and Steve wrapped up in a beautifully dainty bow. 

Natasha has been re-training you alongside Steve, and you were slowly becoming stronger than them surprisingly. Wanda was still way more powerful than you though.

You finished a session with them and they advised you to rest but with the serum you practically didn’t need recovery time; maybe just a hot shower. 

So here you are folding your clothes filling the time.

A light soft knock on your door disrupted you. You walked and opened the door finding none other than Bucky; truthfully the last person you expect.

“Can I come in?” he asked you.

“Uh sure. I’m folding laundry,” you said, stepping to the side to let him in.

“That’s alright.”

“What’s up?” you continued folding your clothes after turning the TV off.

“How are you doing?”

“Alright. Kinda feel better than before,” you smiled softly.

“That’s great.”

There was silence that coated you two. You were getting slightly annoyed as to what was going on with him. He’s been weird since the night you two hate fucked. And you weren’t having his shit anymore.

“What’s wrong with you?” you asked bluntly.

“What do you mean?” 

“Why have you been acting this way? Why aren’t we fighting?”

“I thought you didn’t like fighting.”

“I don’t which is why I’ve always hated you and vice versa,” you started to raise your voice in frustration.

“Maybe I don’t want to hate you anymore.”

“Why? Buck, we don’t fucking like each other! Sometimes people don’t get along and that’s us!”

“Fuck, Y/n. You’re so fucking stubborn. Don’t you realize how exhausting it is. We’re always yelling and fighting and throwing shit at each other. It doesn’t have to be like that anymore. These past three months we haven’t fought-”

“We haven’t talked in three months!” you yelled. He grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you flushed against him.

“Godammit, woman.” 

“Fuck you,” you said.

Bucky kissed you and you tried to push him away only making him grab you wrists and push against the wall. You furrowed your brows kissing him back however. He was so addicting and you hated it. The kiss slowly turned soft and sensual; your tongues swirling around each other. 

He pulled away and found you had your eyes still closed. He went in for another kiss but you turned your head away; him not knowing that you didn’t want to give in again. You could hear and feel his heartbeat beating incredibly fast; as was yours.

“Can we start over?” he whispered against your ear, his forehead resting against your head. 

You didn’t respond so he got off you and walked out of your room closing the door behind him. You wished then you would’ve said something. You breathe out not realizing you were holding your breath. 

You went to finish folding your laundry but another knock echoed in the loud silence. And you knew exactly who it was.

You opened the door meeting your eyes with his. 

“Hi, I’m Bucky,” he smiled.

“What are you doing?” you tried not to smile.

“I heard you were moving in today and thought it would be neighborly to drop by and say hi.”

“I’m not playing this charade with you,” you cracked a smile as he stepped closer to you.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he whispered before grabbing your face and kissing you devotedly. 

You laughed in the kiss and Bucky kicked the door closed with his foot. You wrapped your arms around his neck basking in the kiss. He pushed your basket of clothes to the floor, neither of you really caring too much if it landed alright. 

You’ll make him redo it if not.

His hands brushed against your hot skin under your shirt after he laid you gently on your back. Not long after he whined, a way of begging you to take your shirt off. He tugged at it and you sat up finally letting him take it off. 

His hands cupped your breasts while trailing kisses down your jaw and neck. He moved down your body and down the bed, standing up to strip himself of clothes. He did the same to you after he was bare. He settled between you and just watched your face. 

“You’re so beautiful,” he tucked a strand of hair behind  your ear.

“God, our fights killed me every fucking day. You’re so sexy when you’re mad,” he joked.

“Shut up,” you laughed turning your head away.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked seriously and gently.

“Yeah, I don’t want to fight anymore either,” you cupped his face. 

“Ok,” he kissed you. He gently flipped you onto your stomach.

“Bedside?” he asked referring to condoms.

You nodded biting your lip, bringing your knees under your hips pushing your ass up for him. 

Bucky wrapped his dick and pumped it a few times, rubbing your back softly with his other hand. He looked at your glistening pussy smiling knowing how wet you’d gotten because of him. He lined himself with your entrance and pushed himself in. 

He stopped when he felt your body ever so slightly tensed up. You breathed heavily but urged him to continue. He moved in and out of you moaning. His hands rubbed up and down your back and your body trembled under him. 

He leaned down and pressed kisses on your back slowing down a bit. You wiggled your hips wanting more and Bucky moved his hand up the front of your body. He pulled you up so you were pressed against his chest kissing your shoulder. 

He moved widely fast in and out of you chasing his high. You were shaking against him, feeling your oragsm approaching insanely quick. You threw your head back onto Bucky’s shoulder. One of his hands played with your breast while the other reached down and rubbed your clit. 

When he did, your body jerked and you moaned louder making Bucky smile. He moved faster and seconds later you both tumbled over the edge. Bucky moaned your name and bit you shoulder trying to suffice his moan. You didn’t give a shit though.

Your eyes rolled back and your hand wrapped around to grab Bucky’s face while the other around his hip, pulling and scratching him pleasurably. You moan, not you practically scream at how intense your oragsm hit you. 

He fell forward softly trying not to crush you  and kissed along your shoulder blades. You panted heavily under him, desperate to catch your breath. You laughed a bit after making him laugh too.

“That was … holy shit, wow,” you gasped.

“Good,” he smiled at you.

“What on earth do we say to others?” you rolled under him so you laid on your back.

“Eh, let ‘em figure it out,” he buried his face in your neck making you laugh. 

You two went another round or two... or seven, until you guys finally rested and slept for the night. Suspiciously no one came looking for either of you.

The next morning you woke up in Bucky’s arms feeling strikingly sore. You never got sore. But considering you and Bucky are both enhanced and went on for hours last night, it doesn’t actually surprise you too much that that’s what it took to get you sore for the first since you've been enhanced with the serum.

You rolled over seeing Bucky still asleep. You were so confused. 

Bucky stirred before opening his eyes meeting yours and smiled pulling you close again. He closed his eyes again and traced little patterns in your skin. 

“What going on in that pretty head of yours, baby girl,” he asked.

“We hate each other,” you whispered.

“We don’t have to,” He opened his eyes again.

“This is a very slippery slope we’re approaching.”

“I know, but I want it. Do you?”

“Yeah,” tears formed in your eyes.

“What if this doesn’t work out though? We’ll hate each other even more,” you said, your voice breaking.

“I don’t know, I don’t think I could ever hate you again. I don’t think I ever really did. Disliked, yeah. But not hate.”

“I’m sorry i treated you like dog shit,” you sniffled making Bucky laughed.

“I’m sorry too.”

“Bucky?”

“Y/n?”

“I hate you,” a tear fell slowly down your cheek. 

“I hate you too," he chuckled, kissing your temple before closing his eyes again.

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[couldyouspeakmyname]

Not me basically stalking this whole page bc like No OnE writes of Beastars and I'm starved

I love your writing honestly, thanks for doing God's works for us lmao 💕

When you have time could I request a sheep/wolf female reader (looks more like a sheep and only had wold teeth/ears) with Pina and/or Bill? Just like their initial reaction to them maybe and after they find out that she's technically a carnivore (even if she looks like a sheep)

Thank you!

Are you asking me to write for a wolf in sheep's clothing? Because it feels like you're asking me to write for a wolf in sheep's clothing and I am all about that life

Thank you so much! That makes my day ;-; I also got a bit carried away, so I hope it’s okay. Feel free to send again if I missed something!

Pina

“A new student?” Pina closed his locker, interest now fully on Els. Pina really hadn’t been listening that closely, but it wasn’t everyday the school got a new student. 

“Yeah! A new girl. She’s a sheep,” Els continued, going over the very few details she knew. It wasn’t much, but she was still excited about it. As she continued to speak, she quickly checked her phone. Pina could tell by her sudden expression that it was later than she anticipated. She needed to get to class.

“Why are you telling me?” Els gave him a look while slinging her bag over her slim shoulder. 

“Because you’re a total flirt! I don’t want you to make the school or the drama club look bad. I heard she may stop by the club after classes. Behave yourself, okay?” Pina just gave her a look as she retreated. He shook it off, he didn’t need some upperclassman lecturing him. It was well meaning, but when had anyone ever stopped Pina from doing what he wanted?

-

Your hand grips the handle of the door. You take a deep breath through your nose, letting it out through your mouth. You tried to anchor yourself, and prepare for the onslaught. Everyone at the school seemed really nice so far, but it wouldn’t take much for that to change. 

“You’re the new girl, right?” You jump, pointed ear flicking as you turn on your heel in alarm. You hadn’t even heard the male walk up behind you. Were you that much in your head? Usually your instincts were better than that. 

“Yeah,” Being a sheep meant you were pretty small, and it helped you talk to the ground so no one would see your fangs. You were really good at hiding them, you had to be. 

“My name’s Pina, you are?” You looked up at him, taking note of his shining horns and wool that fell just right around his form. He looked like he walked out of a magazine. 

“O-Oh! Y/N,” You offered a small closed mouth smile. Pina didn’t stop looking you over. Your alarm bells went off. There was definitely something up with him. Did he know? Usually people just assumed your ears were deformed or you were just bad at managing your wool which is why there were so fluffy. Was it your eyes? Your hands? You trimmed your claws between classes, so by all accounts you looked like an herbivore. 

“Nice to meet you. Don’t look so worried, pretty much everyone is tolerable,” He reached past you and walked in, letting you follow after. 

- 

You’d been going to drama club for a while. Thankfully for you, everyone was super nice, if not al little eccentric or weird. It at least gave you a solid friend base, if nothing else. You often would eat with some of the members. Sheila even introduced you to another sheep named Peach. Though, more often than not, you’d find yourself with Pina at some point during the day. You had no idea how it happened, it always just...did. You had suspicions he had somehow orchestrated running into you. 

“What class are you studying for?” He tried to peek over at your book, having managed to peel his eyes away from his phone that pinged every few moments with messages, no doubt from the possibly many girls he had been dating. 

“Science,” He looked immediately disinterested, going back to his phone. He started texting again, at a speed most cheetahs would find impressive, but he continued to try and carry a conversation with you. 

“Okay, I have to ask. What’s your deal? Why did you transfer, and why did you end up in drama club?” Pina’s words would have been accusatory, or pointed, but his tone was so casual it was like he was asking about the weather. 

“My deal?” You froze, and tried to casually turn the page, but you had stayed still a few moments to long. You didn’t have to look over to know Pina was now leaned over, waiting. 

“Your deal. Like, Legoshi is a pervert, Sheila used to be a dominatrix or something...No one normal as you usually joins. So, what’s your deal? You’re so...normal,” You hands closed your book with a thunk! You adjust on the bench to turn over and look back at him, scooting away just a smidge. 

“Promise you wont say anything?” You looked serious, but Pina was unaffected. Instead he tapped his chin, seeming to think hard about it. 

“Sure, why not?” He smiled, that same charismatic smile that he had perfected. You didn’t know if it was genuine, but his words were. Pina was a flirt, but he wasn’t known for spreading or telling rumors. Plus, he was your friend, even if you didn’t know how you ended up being friends in the first place. 

“Well, I’m not a sheep, at least...not all sheep,” As you spoke, he leaned in, curiosity getting the better of him. His phone was now long forgotten, and not even the chirping from text alerts took his gaze away from you. You glanced around while mulling how to say what you need to say in your head. The coast was clear. 

“I look like a sheep but, I’m also half wolf,” As your spoke, you didn’t hide your fangs, and actually went out of you way to adjust your more pointed ears. 

“Woah,” You waited for the fallout. Waited for his expression to turn to disgust, or for him to ask if your wolf parent ate your sheep one. You wanted for all of the normal questions that came with the confusion and ager from finding out you were a hybrid, but it never came.

“So that’s why you’re weird looking,” You shot a glare his direction. At least he was honest.

“Yeah, I guess...So, you wont tell anyone?” Pina leaned back.

“Nah I wont tell anyone about you, as long as you don’t chew on me at practice,” he shoots you a smile. This one seemed actually honest. 

“Thanks...I really appreciate it” 

“No problem. Can I ask another question?”

“Sure, I guess,” You suddenly felt much more relaxed. It was like a weight had been lifted. 

“Do you classify as a carnivore or an herbivore? I’ve never met a hybrid before,”  You blinked, and fiddled with the corner of your book.

“Carnivore, technically. I have to take supplements since I’ve been eating the herbivore lunch. It’s not balanced for me”

“Oh! Well, that sucks,” He laughed and grabbed his phone again. “Just order the food you want. I’ll can always get you one, or ask Bill to get an extra. Or Legoshi, they’d get one for you,” He was so casual about it, you almost had to pinch yourself. 

“Hey Pina?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks...for being so nice about it.” 

“No problem. You can’t help who your parents are, plus you’re more interesting than over half the school. It’d be a waste to stop hanging out with you over something so stupid.” 

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Bill

“New student?” Bill held the door open for Els who snuck by, holding her bag. They’d just got done at drama club, and Els was eager to talk about the new student their director told them about. Supposedly she was a transfer from another school. The details weren’t specific but they were all pretty excited. Having someone from a new school could offer new perspectives, which could be great for the drama club.

“Yeah. She sounds like she could fit right it,” It’d be nice to have another girl in drama and another herbivore. After the incident with Tem, some herbivores were still cautious about carnivore students, so it was exciting this new girl was joining an interspecies club out of the gate. 

“I hope so. Just gotta make sure Pina doesn’t do anything overwhelming, we don’t need that kind of drama,” Bill did not need Pina to flirt with the new girl, and go and forget her name. Bill was honestly one to talk, but that was beside the point. 

“Well, we’ll get to meet her tomorrow!” Els smiled, and they waved goodbye to one another. She was in high spirits, and with a shove of her shoulder let herself into her dorm room. 

“See you tomorrow Els!” Bill waved and went to his dorm. A new girl huh? He wasn’t thrilled at the idea of more Herbivores to look after, but if they were even a fraction as cool as Els, they couldn’t be to bad. 

-

You took a deep breath, and your hand gripped your school bag tightly. You grabbed the door of the drama room and pushed it. It was a bit stuck, but nothing major. You did pretend to struggle with it in order to fit the persona you were following of being a basic herbivore. No one had to know about the fact you had a carnivore parent. 

“Hello! Sorry I’m late! I got a bit lost,” You walked in, smiling carefully, avoiding showing any teeth. Your slightly longer and fluffier ear twitched. Most students just thought it was some sort of deformity, and were polite enough not to talk about it. 

“Welcome!” A goat ran up to you, and quickly introduced herself. It took very little time for you to be introduced to everyone else. They all seemed nice, friendly. Juno and Els were quick to sweep you away from a flirty and curious Pina, and show you the ropes and the possible areas you could end up.

“This big guy is Bill, don’t worry, he’s not as big of a jerk as he likes to pretend to be,” Els fondly pat the large tiger on the arm, and he just gave you a smile.

“Nice to meet you,” Bill smiled your direction, but there was a moment where the look in his eye turned briefly to confusion, but it went back to normal almost as quickly as it came. 

“Nice to meet you too!” Maybe it was your imagination. Yeah, your imagination. 

-

Drama was really fun. Everyone was supportive, if not a bit quirky. Even out of drama club, they tended to stick together. Els, Sheila, as well as Juno, tended to stick close with you. Thanks to them, it wasn’t difficult for you to find a close group of small and honest friends. That also included Bill, on rare occasions. He stuck mainly with carnivores, but the rare times you were alone, he’d slide next to you. 

“Hey, you doing okay?” He had two meals in his hand. You wondered if he was meeting someone. 

“Yeah, I’m doing alright!” You set your supplements down. He eyed them for a moment and motioned with his head.

“It’s nice outside, we should go enjoy the rest of the evening,” You sat confused, but decided to follow him. Bill carried those two trays out and somehow still held the door for you. 

“Thanks, but why do you wanna eat outside?” You sat on a bunch, setting your try on your lap, and you opened your drink to take your supplements. When people asked, you told them they were just additional vitamins. 

“So you could eat this instead,” He offered the second tray he had been holding. You looked at him confused. 

“Why?” It was the carnivore lunch tray. You were a sheep, as far as anyone knew. 

“Because taking supplements suck,” He sat down, and offered the second tray again, “Take it, I want to eat my food too, kinda hard to do that with my hands full,” You set your other food aside, and took the offered tray, 

“So, you know?” Bill shrugged. He didn’t seem that worried about it. 

“Yeah. To be fair, Aoba figured it out first. He happened to see you yawn one day, spotted your fangs. Aoba has really good eyes, being a eagle and all. We figured you didn’t want anyone to know so we haven’t asked you about it,” You freeze. If Aoba knew, who else did?

“Aoba knows?” You looked shocked. You thought you had been so careful! 

“Yeah. Don’t worry about it. Only Aoba, Els, and I know. We didn’t want to bug you about it, but it’s been bugging me, watching you take those pills all the time. It’s better to just eat what you need instead of eating salads and hoping your “Vitamins” even it out. If you’re part carnivore, have some pride in it,” He spoke between eating. You were surprised, he seemed so okay with it. 

“Oh,” You didn’t know what to say. No one had treated you different, everyone was still super nice. 

“Promise you guys wont tell anyone?” You finally picked up your utensils, and began eating the lunch you should have been getting from the beginning. It was really good, but maybe that was just because it came from someone who accepted you. 

“Promise. We stick together, you’re one of us now,” He jokingly shoved your thin shoulder with his own, grinning. 

“So, what are you mixed with?” Bill asked, his food all but gone. How did he eat so much so fast? 

“Sheep and a wolf,” He laughed.

“Oh boy, I bet that must be a story,” He laughed, and you would bet he was trying to picture how that happened.

“Yeah,” You kept eating, finally relaxing. You didn’t even know you were tense. 

“If you ever need anything you can ask me, okay? Like I said, we all kind of stick together. I don’t mind buying extra food for you so you can avoid taking those pills,” He looked away, scratching his cheek. You got the feeling he wasn’t used to being sincere or so outwardly nice. It wasn’t a surprise, he frequently played the tough guy. 

“Thanks Bill.”

“You’re welcome” 

[borkadonk]

the fuckinuhhhh au thing

HMMMMM YEAH DONT WANNA SPAM TWITTER WITH LONG ASS THREADS SO IM PUTTING IT HERE FEEL FREE TO READ MY BRAIN DAMAGE AND DEAL WITH THE FUCKIN BLOCK OF RAMBLING TEXT IDC FUCK YOU

okay so explanation or somewhat of a plot but more of a prologue ish

amigos are roommates and work for the public safety bureau, twins go out devil hunting and jeremy just helps with devil research and work at home most of the time cuz he's lazy and a fuckin pussy he cannot fight devils lmao. one night at a pub or whatever the fuckin loser drank too much and got alcohol poisoning and just dropped dead at an alleyway, but just as his heart was shutting down the toast devil falls from the sky and fuckin dying, seeing the fresh dead body of jeremy he took over it for survival. now usually at this point he'd just run around endlessly trying to hide cuz y’know fiends gets killed and all but weirdly enough, he not only gained jeremys personality but also memories, at least most of it, its cuz he took over the body before the brain died probably lmao. so he knows where jeremy lives and he beelines straight to his apartment for shelter, a few hours later the twins come home to their roommate suddenly being a fiend. a moment of shock and grief wash over them of course but being professional devil hunters they knew what they had to do, they were always prepared to lose comrades but not someone who was never in the frontlines. that moment of shock confusion and hesitation was enough for toast to think of a bluff by saying that he's still jeremy, rae immediately throw personal questions and he managed to answer all of them, very convincingly too, syk wasn't convinced but didn't wanna kill either, not cuz of attachment but cuz of interest for how this phenomenon could happen, its not everyday that devils can bluff to be their host and realistically too. rae wanted to believe that he really was still jeremy but syk assured that it's not possible for them to still be classified as human when they look like,,, that. syk explaining that to rae kinda just freaked her out more cuz she feels like hanging out with some impostor so now she really wanted to kill him. cuz of the twins disagreement they took him to the bureau for a third opinion, from their division leader lily to be exact. lily was also confused at toasts existence, not sure if he's a hybrid or fiend or fused or whatever, so she resolved to treating him like any other devil with higher intelligence, hiring him as a devil hunter. which they don’t expect him to last long cuz jeremy was never known to be good at combat and the devil isn't very powerful either lmao, but one thing they do have in common is knowing how to run away and that's what he did for most missions. the bureau thought it was worth it anyways to somewhat make use of him even if it's not much, they were fully expecting him to die soon and consider it as like a community service or more like delayed death sentence for the toast devil for possessing a valued researcher

yea unsurprisingly, this au is also just another excuse for me to draw bread abuse but with plot, devils and fiends regenerate with blood so as they say he’s an unbreakable toy ehEHEHEHE

but also everyone suffers in this au cuz im evil like that y’know and so is fujimoto like what did you expect from a csm au really no happiness is ever allowed in this series dude

[randompurplepanthergorl]

Au thoughts and info

So, I'd thought I'd share info on some of the characters for the Spooky Month Daycare AU, at first it was just a dumb little thought but now it's a fully(?) functioning AU I love-

Anywho character info plus current designs (if they have one) and design ideas (if they don't have one)

This is basically a huge info dump lmao

And some characters are not included for right now

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Kevin:

Design:

In uniform:

.Out of uniform idea:

He technically does not have an out of uniform design yet but I have ideas, I'm thinking maybe a black t-shirt and pink pants

Info:

.The AU does not Technically have a protagonist but Kevin could be classified as one

.He's 23-27

.Ross's dad in this AU

.Girlfriend dumped him immediately and I mean IMMEDIATELY after Ross was born, she wanted to dump him sooner cause she was a she-devil that REALLY hates kids and never wanted any but she had to wait until Ross was born because she wanted to ya know- Do the baby removal (I'm trying to say it in a nice way- But there is no way to make that sound good-) but it was too late when she found out about Ross/She was way too far into the pregnancy so it was illegal and Kevin begged her to not give Ross up for adoption

.Kevin's just trying to give little Ross his best life, at first he blamed him but as soon as he actually held him (His EX GF shoved him there) Kevin's heart just melted and he knew he had to protect him, he loves his son very much

.He runs the daycare but he does not own it, like he has a boss that tells him if there's anything wrong and choses the uniforms but he's in charge of almost everything else pretty much

.His job is not 24/7 only night shift which is 5pm to 12am for all the other hours they have another person come in who's literally just there to care for kids

.He get's payed much better than you'd think

.Jaune's now his (younger) sister

.Kevin is canonly Pansexual and Demisexual in this AU, he likes everyone and would date anyone but he'd only really be interested in doing "That" with someone he's strongly personally/emotionally bonded with

.He's a bottom

.He's good friends with most of the other parents/guardians that drop the other kids off (Except John and Frank, he's scared of cops and he's scared by Frank's freakish height)

.He's got a crush on Radford but he's too tired from the kids to show any emotion really and he think's Rad is straight he's not. He's as straight as the hair on his head.

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Ross:

Design idea:

Ross does not have a design but I like picturing him in frog like clothing, like frog overalls and a blue undershirt, black toddler shoes and a gray toddler/small child beanie

Info:

.He was an oops baby

.He's 5, which is technically a small child but I still refer to him as a toddler for some reason-

.He knows how to talk and can talk he just doesn't, like you can ask him something but he'll just sit/stand there and stare at you while Kevin answers

.Ross only really talks around people he trusts, which is his dad and aunt, to everyone else he will probably say a word or two but that's it, but he'll be more talkative as a teenager, actually he'll say more as a teenager than he does in canon-

.He's friends with Roy and Robert, baby hatzgang

.He'll have a different design as a teenager in this AU than in canon

.When he's a teenager he'll be Bi

.Sometimes he'll ask Kevin if Radford is his boyfriend and Kevin will just become a mess- While Ross just becomes confused

.Ross knows how to walk (I mean? what 5 year old does not???) but sometimes he'll crawl instead

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Jaune:

Design ideas:

I- actually don't have one-

Info:

.Now Ross's aunt and Kevin's sister

.Younger in this Au, 19-23

.All fun no rules kind of person

.The cool aunt

.Cares deeply about Ross and his safety but she does dangerous stuff with him sometimes

.Would DEFINITELY go and has indeed at some point went: "If you don't tell your dad we'll get ice cream-" but only if for something like letting Ross use an axe and damaging something but she'll fess up if it was serious like they got stuck in a fire or someth-

.Lila's girlfriend, also best friend

.Hair's naturally black she just dyes it blonde

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Radford:

Design:

Info:

.Around 23-25

.He has ADHD and is not on medications for it, and he does not want to be cause he does not trust it, and he has a right too

.Still Robert's older brother but in this AU he's the only sibling of his, their parents only had two kids, Radford than Robert

.He's Robert's legal guardian, their parents passed in a car crash a few years ago and since Radford is a legal adult and related to Robert he became the new guardian, the court said so

.He has a crush on Kevin, and he gets all flustered and sweaty around him, he can act normal but it's not very easy and Kevin is oblivious and takes it as Radford being clumsy and getting embarrassed about it

.He is kind of clumsy, not super but he is

.He used to work at a movie theater like in canon but in the AU canon the theater recently got shut down/he was fired (I'm still deciding) so now he's a daycare worker with Kevin, they work at the same time/exact same shift, so now there's one person to care for the day drop offs and two people to care for the night drop offs

.He eventually becomes Ross's step dad

.In this au he's Bi with a dude preference and trans (Female to Male) (that's why he has eyelashes- My rule with eyelashes is, No eyelashes for males (Unless it's Spongebob), one eyelash per eye for character wearing eyeliner (Goes for both females and males) or trans female characters and two for female characters or trans male characters)

.He's good friends with the other parents/guardians (Except Frank, he finds him scary) and Kevin

.He likes painting his nails but never uses the clear top-coat so he almost always has chipped black nails

.Type of person who'd say heck is a bad word/censor heck but would not censor/say something like Fuck face just fine

.If he's fighting you and you pull the "You wouldn't hit a guy with glasses right?" trick on him he will literally pull his glasses off and hit you with them

.He and Robert live in a small apartment

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Robert:

Design idea:

I feel like he'd just wear the same crap he does now-

Info:

.He's also 5

.He's a little chatterbox

.He's friends with Roy and Ross, baby hatzgang

.He's really tall for his age, he's the size of an average ten year old-

.Nice baby, he'd be the 'Nicest kid of the week for being quiet and cuddling all day'

.He was taught about death early do to what happened but he seams fine about it, he's sad about it and misses their parents but otherwise he's fine

.He FEARS Happy Fellas, in this AU he will even fear them as a teenager

.He'll also have a different design as a teenager than in canon

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Roy:

Design idea:

I think his outfit would be a mix between his canon normal and canon winter-

Info:

.He's 6

.He's a little shizz

.He likes to bite people, he'll bite anywhere but his favorite place to bite is the ankles

.He also kicks peoples shins

.C H O N K Y B A B Y

.Roy loves cookies and will constantly go "Gimmi cookie"

.The only person he'll be an angel for is his uncle or older brother (yes my oc Jarek exists in this au), no it's not to be evil he just misbehaves around people he does not trust, he'll only behave for you if he trusts you, it's kind of a fear/defense thing

.He sucks on RingPops like pacifiers (to be fair I do the same thing-)

.He's best friends with Ross and Robert, baby hatzgang

.He steals the other kids toys in the daycare, except Ross and Robert, he actually shares with them

.Would be the 'naughty kid of the week' for 'bit my ass'

.Constantly ends up in timeout

.Would also have a different design as a teenager in this AU

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Other random unorganized info stuff:

.Roy's uncle is named Phill

.Frank adopted the kid from The Stars

.The kid is named Joey

.Phill is no longer a nasty ass mofo and is now a sweet loving uncle, but to stay kind of close to canon he still looks menacing, so you look at him and your like "OH NO HE'S GONNA DO BAD THINGS TO ME-" but in reality he'd do something like bake you cookies and expect nothing in return

.The eyes and moloch still exist but they don't really do anything?

.Dexter is the day shift guy, he murders the bugs and keeps the rats as pets on the side

.Dexter has over 10 pet rats

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Chapter 93 - Fancy chair, love it.

- So my theory is that Raizel just never learnt how to write in Lukedonian either.

- Tbh the janitor is suspicious. Like how hard was he googling M-21?

Chapter 94 - SUYIIIIIIIIIIII

- Ah geez the first of the racistly depicted characters.

Chapter 96 - Suyi getting mad at the kids for complaining about Hansu is so funny like when she first appears you think she's perhaps a stuck up celebrity or a pushover but it turns out she's just a really sweet friend.

- Suyi being stunned by Rai's looks but not falling for him (same with Yuna) is one of the things I always liked about Noblesse. Like sure in the first meeting they get blushy but I'll just jot that down to the inherent beauty of nobles since I can't relate to it at all.

Chapter 97 - Frankenstein's house always being stocked with so much food because the kids just started coming over daily is hilarious. Even funnier since Frankenstein obviously thinks it's overkill but is the one stocking up anyway.

Chapter 98 - Regis and Seira 🥺 Seira's og outfit was the best one she had like it only goes downhill from here folks.

Chapter 99 - It would have been so funny if Frankenstein went "they must be cosplayers" instead of realising the two were nobles.

- Regis taking all the initiative shows how it's his roadtrip coming of age journey which is pretty clever. Also Seira's just like that but still.

- Shinwoo stop exercising in class bro. Do not flex on the rest of us this is so rude 😭😭😭

- Regis confidently saying he's a noble in class to humans he doesn't plan on mind controlling... Baby boy why are you so dumb? How is this hiding your identity??? And Seira just lets him,,, good for her.

Chapter 100 - Ah yes their elegance boner at seeing Raizel... nobles are so fucking weird.

- M-21 thinking he won't get any information because of his time at the Union and thus being surprised at how open Frankenstein is is actually really sweet. Like yeah I still think Frankenstein is an unethical and questionable person but he is kind to most humans (werewolves and nobles can go fuck themselves I guess lmao).

Chapter 101 - The second hand embarrassment I felt when M-21 called the two noblesse... how do I even consume content?

- Yeah 100% most union members don't know the difference between nobles and vampires. I bet they'd classify jiangshi as either mutants or werewolves. Or to be more specific, that would be the classification given to low leveled members. On one hand I think it's dumb that the Union gives members twisted information because how would they even use it? But on the other hand it makes sense since it prevents said members from seeking nobles for help. After all, if they believe even the 'noblesse' are vampires that drink blood, than obviously they won't see them as possible escape routes.

- 'Noblesse only applies to one person'. Yeah because Rai's brother is fucking dead. And so is whoever was his predecessor/parent.

Chapter 102 - Those bullies got backup so fucking fast like Shinwoo literally just asked Regis and Seira if they were okay then boom! They're back.

Chapter 103- Regis going ??? essentially when Shinwoo tells him to take care of Seira is so funny like yes ofc he's confused she's literally a clan leader + noble females aren't physically weaker + noble women work out just like the men.

- Rude, Regis. You can't just ask someone why they're mingling among humans. You're doing that too. Who doesn't mingle among humans smh. Even cats and pigeons mingle with us.

Chapter 105 - Love how everyone else in the household is so sick of ramyeon like Raizel stop please you're being selfish.

Chapter 106 - Frankenstein is the definition of the 'right in front of my salad?' meme at Regis and M-21 arguing at the dinner table. Then there's Seira and Raizel just waiting for the noodles to get soggy so he can't even eat. Wish Urokai could see him getting tortured like this.

- The soldier rejecting backup because he knows the enemy is the Union hurts my heart. Wanting to prevent casualties... iwi

Chapter 107 - Shark how tf do you not know about South Korea? That's one of the asian countries people actually know about. I guess maybe it's because this is from around a decade back? K-pop is more recent and made the country more visible I guess.

- Ah yes Takeo. Forever known as "the first time I read Noblesse and he appeared I thought he was Marie's sister since they had the same hairstyle". Like I thought that before even learning about the Aris Taivra fiasco. My power 😔

- Oh don't worry M-21, Frankenstein stopped experimenting on people 830 years ago. You know, as one does.

Chapter 108 - Shark has like no general knowledge. Geography? History? Tf is that I guess.

- Tao saying they're the worst possible people for the job is so funny like yeah he's right. "All we do is massacre people in warzones why are we in Seoul?"

- The rest of the squad complain or are confused about the peace meanwhile Takeo is vibing. He's the normal guy TM of the group.

- Ah yes noble lore. If you take canon at face value than the fact that nobles were around when humans first emerged and there being about 2-3 clan leaders before the current generation means you can estimate their lifespan. Ofc it differs wildly depending on how you interpret the 'first humans' part. I'll assume there were 3 generations before the current generation (mvp lord being the third generation) and won't be adding the current generation since a 0.5-2k years is kinda meaningless. I'll also be assuming that mvp lord entered eternal sleep at around the same age as his predecessors and that he would have died soon from old age anyway (since canonically they do have limited lifespans). If we assume it's just the first human ancestors (7 million years ago) than the average pureblood lifespan is 2.33 million years. If we assume it's when homo sapiens started to emerge (300k years ago) than it's 100k years. If it's about modern humans (130k years ago) than it's 43.3k years. Regardless I'll ignore it since my hcs are that nobles are effectively immortal unless killed and that the 2-3 clan leaders is a misconception due to a mix of Gechutel just straight up lying, because there are clans that have had fewer clan leaders, because I have nobles settling on Lukedonia only 30k years ago, and because Gechutel is factoring in his own age of 10.2k so it's more like 'There have been 2-3 Ru clan leaders before the Ru clan leader 10k years ago since after we settled in Lukedonia'. There's also the possibility that nobles didn't have lords or clan leaders until a few thousand years ago in canon but the species has existed for much longer.

- 'Nobles are individualistic... They don't despise humans but don't love them either.' Humans w/ ants. Now if the ants were capable of speaking with us it'd be exactly the same situation.

Chapter 109 - "What were they researching here?" Since when does the Union research anything aside from human modifications Kranz? Why do you even need to ask? More seriously this means that the Union doesn't actually only do human experimentation and weapons lmao. The other shit just isn't relevant I guess. It's a shame, I'd have loved to see how a lab focused on like, fixing up polluted waters, would be fit into the story.

- The fact that Tao beat Jake up is never mentioned enough. Also confirms that Jake was lying out of his ass about being the strongest.

- Marie being the weakest assassination squad member is interesting like I know why Crombel doesn't need bodyguards as the reader but you'd think the Union would be suspicious of him not having a stronger bodyguard. Also I still can't believe the Union doesn't bother learning who the members are aside from the ones Crombel tells them about like. Bro???

- Shark calling Takeo uptight is hilarious because the guy literally just shot the falling ceiling light which is the opposite of uptight. Either he was preventing them from getting hurt/being caught or he wanted that to happen considering the fact that he shot it and it shattered. And then he just goes back to leaning against the wall. Takeo please 🤣

Chapter 110 - And Shinwoo's still staying over at Ikhans place. Wonder when he's gonna move back. I really love their dynamic like yeah I beg my sister to get me food all the time too. Also love the apron and skeleton hoodie.

- Shinwoo went through the five stages of grief pretty quick huh? Like yeah it's his own misunderstanding that Ikhan is dating someone but still. Homophobia is annoying as always though.

Chapter 111 - Suyi paying for their food is so sweet of her and also I relate so much like yeah mood that's me and no I don't want to be paid back.

- Takeo,,, the fact that he just hands his wallet over because he doesn't like violence and doesn't want to beat them up,,, my heart. Otoh... how did he even get cornered in an dark shady alleyway lmao.

- Aris managing to make herself look like a teenager as Taivra is interesting since Takeo says he wants her to be able to go to school like Yuna and Shinwoo when he's treating them. I guess she looks younger without makeup.

- Takeo just straight up pointing his gun at Shark in public because he mentioned Taivra... anger issues much? I understand why but taking your gun out is an overreaction.

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Seen ✓ - 2

Pairing: Sam x Fem!Reader Warnings: light anxiety Word Count: 2.2k Series Summary: On her way home, Y/n finds an abandoned, cracked phone on the sidewalk. Anxious about the well-being of its owner, she picks it up and texts the first contact she finds; Sam. A/N: Chapter 2! Our pals are kicking it off already. Can you smell the chemistry? The rOMANCE? LESSGO

Pictures used in this chapter were found on google images :)

Beta: no one.

Catch up! : Part 1 Masterlist

Chapter 2: overthinker.

From: y/n_andrews85 To: D_impala67 Subject: I have your phone. That sounds creepy. I don’t think there’s a non-creepy way of writing this. Whatever.

Dear Dean, is it?

I just wanted to let you know I found your phone at the bus stop the other night. I wasn’t planning on holding on to it, really, but I got worried that you may have been in trouble, and then you never really looked for it either so, I don’t know, I figured better than someone who’ll snatch it and leave, you know?

Anyways, that’s why I’m emailing. I snooped through it a little, sorry, hopefully you’ll understand it was kinda necessary? Maybe we can arrange something so I can get it back to you. This girl, Jamie, keeps sending me (well you technically) topless photos of her. It’s not really what lights my candle. I’m assuming you’d like it back too.

I hope you’re safe. Looking forward to hearing back from you!

Y/n Andrews

-

Do you believe me now?

oh god

you didn’t

Sure did

wow. just wow.

you just handed his ass back to him holy shit!

last time he called, he said he dropped his phone while walking back to his motel, so

he’s okay.

That’s good, I’m glad he’s safe.

I was planning on including something along the lines of “This would’ve been easier if you were an active member of the 21st century and used social media”

But I figured the Jamie thing was motive enough?

yeah. topless Jamie? that’s something else.

Don’t be getting any ideas, dude, I don’t do nudes lmao.

oh god, no i didn’t think that

you did not just type lmao though. how old are you again?

oh god, you’re not 14 or something right? i don’t know what that would make me.

Don’t worry about it, I turned 16 last week.

…

are you serious?

Lmao, no, I’m kidding. I’m twenty-two.

But I think the word you’re looking for is a creep. Oh, and an ageist.

ouch.

Haha, I’m joking.

Lighten up, what are you, ninety?

hi pot meet kettle.

Shit I walked right into that one.

also i’d like to think i don’t text like a ninety-year-old man. could be wrong though

to answer your question i’m twenty-four.                                

Twenty-four huh? I assume you’re done with college, no?

Or- wait, I guess not everyone goes to college.

Yes, this is me fishing for information.

well… i kinda dropped out.

decided to go on a road trip with my brother.

things went a little south I ended up continuing the family business.

Damn, college drop-out ey? Where from?

Also, Family business? What do you do?

Is this too interview-y? I’m sorry, I don’t mean to snoop.

you’re good.

stanford. pre-law.

and my brother and i are private investigators. that’s why he’s not in Kansas with me. he’s working a case.

Daaaaamn. Stanford AND a lawyer? And now working as a PI? You’re pretty smart, then.

an ageist and a generalist? i didn’t take you for such y/n.

Fuck, okay, you sound like a lawyer too.

hahahah

so what about you?

What about me?

are you in college?

Oh yeah! Film school. My dream has always been to be a director. It’s rare to find someone who loves movies more than I do.

that’s really cool.

hey i’ve been meaning to ask.

Thinking of me, Sam?

…

Do tell.

how come you were walking home through a park in the middle of the night the other day?

Ooh, I was coming back from work.

I’m a bartender and I had a late shift on Friday.

oh I see. That makes sense yeah.

I’m sorry to cut this conversation short, but I’m legitimately three seconds away from falling asleep. I’m gonna hit the hay.

See you later, Sam :)

See you, y/n :)

A smile creeps on Y/n’s features at the thought of more conversations with Sam. He has given her something to look forward to, something to make her a little more excited during her boring every-day life. As she tucks herself in under her covers, eyelids heavy enough to droop involuntarily, the last thing she thinks of is him, the clever, sassy, twenty-four year old college dropout on the other side of the cracked phone screen. The overwhelming urge to get to know him overtakes her as she succumbs to sleep

--

So

Do you believe in ghosts?

that’s… random.

May be

why do you ask?

Idk, just wanna get to know you better.

that’s what you ask people you want to get to know better?

Yes?

Are you avoiding the question?

no

i do. believe in ghosts.

You?

So do i.

Well, sorta. I guess I believe in souls more than anything.

hm?

Well… I guess I hope (more than believe) that we are more than our corporeal selves.

In the sense that, it’s comforting to me that when we die, and our bodies stop working, we don’t evaporate.

I guess.

yeah I understand.

i don’t know. i guess i wanna believe in science more than anything but i know better.

How do you mean?

call it a hunch.

Oh c’mon, it’s gotta be more than that.

Sam…?

Y/n huffs out a breath, gnawing at her lip. She hopes her anxiety isn’t right, that Sam isn’t sick of her silly questions and existential dread, and is actually doing something. Perhaps his battery ran out.

...Sure.

She was doing something too, before she decided to text him. Eyes falling on all her books and notes, spread around her like ugly, depressing, anxiety-inducing flower petals. There’s a blanket over her legs, chilly fall weather seeping through her bones, and there’s a half empty pizza box in front of her. She’s full and the left overs are kept for her sister, Emily, who’s currently locked up in her room.

Damn it. Y/n is stressed and tired, and now her distraction is refusing to reply. This sucks. She hates the crawling, awful, gooey feeling of cold anxiety gripping every beat of her heart and stupidly convincing her he’s purposefully ghosting her, because he doesn’t like her.

Not knowing what to occupy herself with, she heads to take a shower. In the back of her head, she knows that she’ll probably not study any longer, so she takes it upon herself to sink under the hot water and wash thoroughly, trying to get her mind off Dean’s phone. When her feet step out of the shower and she has towel-dried herself as best as she can, she tosses her wet hair in a haphazard bun, and gets dressed.

Books stack under the rickety, stained coffee table, and she grabs her sketchbook, her favorite pencil, as well as her and Dean’s phone. She shoots Connor a text, arranging a hang out of some kind, and opens her little booklet, when a text vibrates Dean’s phone.

hey i’m sorry i got caught up in something.

It’s alright.

She doesn’t press the ghost subject, because he doesn’t seem into it and she really doesn’t wanna make him dislike her any more than he possibly already does.

The empty page of her sketchbook daunts her. With a tight grip on her mechanical pencil, she urges her creativity pumps to use some gasoline, but they seem limp and dead, and once more unwilling to help her. As her eyes fall on Dean’s phone, like a light bulb out of a cartoon, she gets an idea.

Hey, this might sound creepy, but what do you look like?

She stares at the phone. This feels like a risky question. God, if he wasn’t done with her before, he certainly must be now. But then, he surprises her.

why do you wanna know?

I’m in the mood to sketch some, and my creativity has officially left the building.

Care to help a girl out? Maybe your literary descriptions will spark something in me lmao.

i didn’t know you sketched.

Yeah, sometimes. Nothing great though, I promise. I’m certainly no Picasso.

i mean you don’t have to be picasso to sketch well. and you don’t have to sketch well to sketch at all.

Yeah, may be.

I don’t wanna pressure you into anything, you really don’t have to humor me.

If you do feel like it though, don’t send me a picture. Kinda wanna spark some life into my brain cells.

haha i will. only if you show me the finished product tho.

You’ve got yourself a deal :)

She simply cannot believe he has just agreed to this. Her breath is caught in her throat.

so.

what do you want me to start with?

Just whatever. Idk, tell me about your face.

well

i have brown curly-ish hair that reaches my ears. uh, my eyes are hazel.

Okay, that’s a start.

What’s your nose like?

it’s a bit pointy. thin i think?

Jawline?

sharp? i guess?

this is by far the weirdest thing i’ve done.

Lmao, yeah, this is pretty weird.

Exciting though.

She shouldn’t have said that. Fuck, that is definitely overeager.

yeah it is.

Her stomach feels floaty at his response.

Eyebrows?

uh

normal?

How do you classify “normal” eyebrows, exactly?

i don’t know? they’re simple i guess.

Are you implying complicated eyebrows exist out there?

…

Elaborate, Sam. Are you shy? Do you not have eyebrows? Are they bushy? Or too thin? Or pointy?

i’m telling you they’re average.

Sam

what

You officially suck at this.

oh fuck off how would you describe yours?

Y/n proceeds to write a cohesive sentence that includes adjectives apart from “normal” and “average”. Words like bushy, thin, arched and curvy.

well shit yeah i guess i do suck at this.

i think it’s not a skill i mind not having.

That… is a confusing sentence.

just… draw them however. what difference can eyebrows make?

Oh you have no idea.

Okay, last thing.

Do you have a fringe?

yeah but not for long. i’ll probably let it grow out.

Okay, I can do something with that. Thanks :)

no problem

Her creativity is finally servicing her according to her commands, and Y/n puts pen to paper and scribbles messily. Line after line, they curl and sit on the page, forming a smile with thin lips, a sharp jaw, a pointy nose. She has to guess the eyebrows a bit, and the eyes are more cartoonish and generic than she likes. In the end, she gets anxious at the prospect of having to show him, and gives him a hood, so she won’t fuck up the hair.

Okay, I’m done.

that was quick, actually.

Well I didn’t have much to go on.

Sam doesn’t reply. She worries he might have misinterpreted her teasing tone.

Gimme a sec, I’ll send it over.

Ugh, Dean’s camera is such shit. Do you mind if I send it from my phone?

no go ahead.

[Y/n has sent a picture]

As you said, it didn’t take long. It’s really not the best.

that…

is actually not too far from the truth

it kind of looks like me from two years ago

wow, really?

yeah.

and it’s honestly a pretty good sketch. good job.

Thank you :)

Sam doesn’t say anything after this, and she huffs. Her head falls back on the couch, and she stares at the ceiling. She should go to bed soon, it’s getting late.

isn’t this strange?

Oh shit. Oh shit, oh shit oh shit, she thinks. He’s regretting this. He doesn’t like her. He’ll stop talking to her and that’ll be it.

Why does she care so much? It’s a thought that passes through her mind. It hasn’t been long since they started talking and, after the near-kidnapping encounter, they’ve been having nearly daily conversations, but that still doesn’t mean much. She knows barely anything about him.

She guesses, she wants to get to know him better. He seems like the type of guy she’d enjoy hanging out with and she has so far. Stopping any kind of conversation would surely feel like a loss. She’d have to go back to her boring routine. This is the most exciting thing she has allowed herself to do in years.

A part of her feels rather lame for finding such a thrill at something so trivial. She’s talking to a stranger, and that’s all it is, but the prospect that he could be anyone at all, and she’s never even seen his face… well… It feels refreshing, new. Scary in an adrenaline-rush kind of way.

What is?

us. texting.

isn’t it a little odd?

I guess it is a bit.

I mean we’ve only known each other for, what, a week? And a half?

yeah.

should we stop?

I don’t know

Do you want to?

The extra moment his reply takes to arrive makes her want to vomit.

no

Then there’s your answer.

okay then

can I save you in my contacts?

Sure, go ahead.

I just did too.

alright.

Okay :)

I’m sorry, I have to go.

I guess I’ll text you later, Sam.

Go be whoever Sam Something is.

it’s winchester.

Like the shotgun?

yup.

That’s BADASS. Can you even get more badass than this? Pre-law, now a PI, and you’re named after a shotgun? Damn dude.

Well, it’s nice to meet you Sam. I’m Y/n Andrews.

Haha thanks.

nice to meet you, too

goodnight Y/n Andrews.

Night Sam Winchester :)

--- Part 3

A/N: Thoughts? How are you liking the newer version of this? right after I post it, I’m gonna delete the other one.

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[taeyongdoyoung]

summary: the forest is your only escape from the everyday troubles with your family until you find danger lurking behind the trees. or rather, danger finds you. your fateful encounter with the vampire ravn leaves you wishing for a different life. you strike an unexpected deal with the stranger that will soon turn into something more…

pairing: vampire!ravn x reader

genre: vampire!au, angst, humour, slight fluff

warnings: human trashnaming lmao, blood, fangs, sensual (?) biting

word count: 2.6k

author’s note: magician!seoho cameo especially for @wandu *mwah*

part one 🌙 part two 🌙 part four 🌙 part five 🌙 part six 🌙 part seven 🌙 part eight 🌙 part nine 🌙 part ten🌙 part eleven 🌙 part twelve 🌙epilogue

Two weeks later, you awoke in the middle of the night, because you were feeling peckish. You had already gotten used to the expensive red velvet sheets that surrounded you every night. It wasn’t their softness or the riches in Ravn’s castle that gave you comfort. It was the realization that your family could no longer bully you for not being married well-off or judge you for reading too much or anything they chose to hold against you.

You could finally be yourself. And not in the way you had been in the forest - lonesome. You finally had company that accepted you for who you were. There was one tiny downside, that company consisted a vampire that required your blood. But you reminded yourself this was your idea in the first place. And though sometimes uncomfortable, it was still way better than your previous life.

You got up from the bed to search for said vampire. He didn’t really need sleep so the bed was just there as an accessory of some sorts. You were glad for it, because you were planning to stick around. You couldn’t find him anywhere so you made yourself at home and went to prepare some food. Ever since you’d “moved in”, Ravn had made sure you’d have all the commodities a human could possibly require, including a previously empty room that could now be perfectly classified as a kitchen. 

You were very grateful for his kindness but there was a part of you that kept saying this was too good to be true. Sure, you were giving something in return, but was it enough? What if his intentions towards you changed at one point? What if one day he decided he no longer liked your blood and tossed you away? What would you do, then? Or what if…he just killed you once he grew bored with you? Admittedly, you weren’t really scared of death. But you still liked living. After having endured so much torment, you were now enjoying life and you didn’t want that newfound happiness, that freedom to end.

As you were making yourself a sandwich, you suddenly heard a noise coming from somewhere nearby. You looked around but could see nothing and nobody.

“Ravn, is this you?” you asked fearfully.

However, you were shocked when you were met with a complete stranger lurking in the shadows!

“Who the hell are you?” the suspicious man inquired.

“I could ask you the same!” you shot back.

“I asked you first!” he continued.

You groaned in frustration.

“What are you doing in the kitchen?”

“What are you doing in the kitchen?” he mimicked your voice.

You rolled your eyes, completely done with this stranger.

“RAAAAAAVN,” you yelled for dear life, hoping that your vampire host would kick the intruder out as soon as possible.

“Wait, you know Ravn?” the man asked.

“Uh, yeah. Do you?”

“Are you kidding? I’m his best friend, Seoho!” 

“Oh. I’m…” How were you supposed to introduce yourself? Ravn’s blood bank? His human roommate? What were you to him?

Luckily, you were saved by further questioning things, because Ravn walked into the kitchen in that very moment.

“Y/N, are you okay?” he asked, visibly concerned about your well-being, which made your heart flutter despite your better judgement. “Ah, Seoho, hi!” Ravn’s tense posture immediately relaxed. “Did you scare my human?”

He’d called you his human…Never before had you imagined that being a vampire’s human would excite you in such a way. You had previously thought that being too possessive was somewhat cringey. What had changed? Why were you so quick to fall for his charms?

“I’m not scared!” you quickly stood up for yourself. “I just didn’t know who he was, that’s why I called your name.”

Ravn smiled fondly.

“There’s no need to worry,” he reassured you. “Seoho is my best friend. He’s a magician.”

“Woah,” you were amazed to have met yet another supernatural creature. Things were getting more and more interesting.

“Would you like to explain to me why there’s a human in your castle?” Seoho intended to find out.

Ravn gulped anxiously. Seoho was staring at him intensely. You looked at Ravn, then at Seoho, then back at Ravn and the tension in the kitchen was too terrifying to move or speak a word. What had you done wrong?

“Y/N, could you go upstairs for a bit? I need a moment alone with Seoho.” Ravn whispered gently but you knew this wasn’t a request. 

So, you quietly slid away from the room, but before you could start walking towards your new bedroom, you couldn’t help but overhear Ravn’s answer.

“She won’t tell anyone about what we are.”

“How can you be so certain?” Seoho responded angrily. “Don’t you remember what almost happened to Xion when his secret was exposed?”

You were in no place to hear any of this but it was too tempting to miss. You felt really bad about eavesdropping but if you wanted to survive in Ravn’s castle, you had to know what to avoid doing or saying.

“How can I forget when I’m the one who pulled him out of this mess, in the first place,” Ravn replied just as angry.

“There’s a reason why I insisted on erasing your victims’ memories! Humans are the lowest form of existence and they can’t be trusted!”

“I was a human once,” Ravn reminded his friend in a sad, almost nostalgic voice.

“Yeah, and how did that work out for you, huh? I swear to Lucifer, if she exposes us…”

“I can deal with the consequences for my actions, Seoho. Just leave Y/N out of this.”

“What makes her so special?”

Ravn was silent for a brief moment.

“Oh, no. Don’t tell me she’s…”

“Shh,” Ravn interrupted his friend as if he somehow knew you were listening at the door. “It’s just a theory.”

“You’re being very defensive over a mere theory,” Seoho pointed out.

“I’ll let you know when I find out for sure.”

“Well, until then, you can’t blame me if I choose to stay away,” Seoho announced.

“I understand where you’re coming from,” Ravn said calmly.

“Good night, sweet prince.” Great. Another Shakespeare fan, even though he strongly disliked you. And the whole human race, for that matter.

“I’m not dead,” Ravn laughed.

“Well, technically, you are,” Seoho reminded him and judging from the abrupt end of the conversation, he’d somehow disappeared. Magicians, eh? 

You could now hear Ravn’s steps approaching so you ran up the stairs as fast as you could. You wondered if vampires had super hearing as well as super speed. 

You hurriedly opened the door to your bedroom and flopped yourself onto the bed, grabbing the book on your nightstand and opening it at random, meaning to pretend you had been casually reading and not at all eavesdropping Ravn and Seoho’s conversation. 

Soon enough, Ravn walked in on you only for you to realize you were holding the book the wrong way. Fuck. You mentally slapped yourself for being so stupid and reckless. Ravn sat down to you calmly and sighed.

“What part of go upstairs did you not get?” he asked you in a serious tone.

It was at that moment you knew…you fucked up.

“How much of it did you hear?” Ravn continued once you didn’t say a word.

“M-most of it,” you replied in a small voice. 

Your hands were shaking and you put the book down, because it was of no use right now, you’d gotten caught and you were going to die. Goodbye, world.

Ravn sighed once again.

“Are you angry with m-me?” you murmured sheepishly, avoiding to make eye contact.

“Not really,” he confessed. “Just…upset.”

“I’m s-sorry for listening, I didn’t m-mean to.”

“Then, why did you do it?” Ravn asked, slightly raising his voice, which made you flinch.

“I wanted to know why your friend had such an intense hatred for humans. And to…possibly avoid doing anything that would make you share his opinion. That would make you…want to get rid of me.”

You finally dared look into his face. What you saw wasn’t what you expected to find. He didn’t seem angry at all, just…unbelievably sad. Like he’d said.

“And did you find the answers you sought?”

“Not really. I’m just as confused as before.”

Ravn scoffed lightly.

“Ask away, then.”

“What almost happened to your friend Xion…did it have anything to do with a human?”

Ravn nodded.

“Will you…t-tell me about it?”

“Xion is a vampire like me,” Ravn started. “Once upon a time, he fell in love with a human girl. And for a while, he thought she loved him back. Until…she betrayed him. She came from a family of vampire hunters. She was deceiving Xion for months. And one night, she made him walk right into a trap. Luckily, Seoho had warned me about having heard a fraction of her thoughts. At first I doubted it, but something made me follow Xion. The girl had led him deep into the forest. He was surrounded by her, her brother and their parents. She had poisoned him with juniper and he was too weak to defend himself. They were torturing him and…were about to put a wooden stake through his heart if I hadn’t intervened. I…had to kill all of them. I usually don’t kill humans but…Xion is my friend, I couldn’t just let this go.”

You were quiet for a couple of minutes, silently considering everything you’d heard and what it meant for you. Of course, he had killed humans. It was vampire nature, after all. 

But you were surprised to find out that this changed nothing about how you felt. You still wanted to stay with him. Were you afraid? Hell to the yeah. Were you also curious to find out more about him? Now, more than ever. Did that make you weird? You didn’t know and you didn’t care.

“I’ll understand if you want to walk away. And I won’t stop you,” Ravn said in a composed tone but you could see he was struggling.

“Why would I want to leave?” you were frantic. “You had no choice. You had to save your friend. If…someone threatened to kill a friend of mine, I would react in the same way, irregardless of whether my enemy was human or vampire.”

Ravn smiled knowingly. He didn’t bring up the fact that you never before mentioned anything about having any friends.

“And if it were your own family who threatened to kill your friend?”

You smirked viciously.

“Especially if it were my family. I would, in fact, enjoy it.”

His eyebrows rose in shock. He never pressured you for any information about why you’d rather stay in his home than return to your own. He figured you’d tell him if you felt ready.

“Do you have any more questions?”

You considered asking him about his theory concerning you but you remembered how he’d interrupted his friend Seoho, probably because he knew you were listening on the other side of the door. Which meant that he didn’t want you to know. So, you decided to forget about it. For now. You shook your head.

“But I want to say something, instead.”

“Go ahead,” Ravn encouraged you.

You hesitantly put your hand on top of his and looked him directly in the eyes.

“What that girl did to your friend Xion…I would never do to you.”

Ravn’s pupils sparked with emotion but his words were as cold as his skin.

“Never say never.”

“I wouldn’t!” you insisted passionately. “I made a promise!”

Ravn laughed.

“Okay, okay, relax,” his free hand touched your cheek softly. “I trust you.”

You beamed and leaned into his touch.

“So…you won’t get rid of me yet?” you inquired in a cute voice.

“Do you trust me?“ 

"No,” you chuckled, the lie leaving your lips easily.

“Clever girl,” Ravn caressed your cheek and you could swear you were seconds away from melting. He was kinder to you than any humans you’d interacted with in your short life. “You can even read books backwards! Truly a talent,” he said, mockingly reminding you of your awkward plan to appear nonchalant.

“Stahpp,” you pushed his shoulder with your own. “I was scared you’d be mad at me!”

“What, and you didn’t consider the fact that I could literally hear your loud breathing and the blood pumping through your veins?”

“I knew it! You guys have super hearing, as well. What else should I know?”

“Mmm, how about…I can hear your stomach grumbling right now. You never had the chance to eat that sandwich you were making, did you?”

You groaned in embarrassment.

“Ugh, right. Cause your friend interrupted my midnight snack.”

“Well, how about you finish your sandwich and then, take care of my midnight snack?” Ravn suggested smoothly.

“Sounds like a deal,” you giggled and grabbed his hand and hurried towards the kitchen.

You munched on your sandwich happily, while Ravn observed you. The knowledge that you were the food was a bit troubling but you were strangely certain that Ravn wouldn’t kill you. For him, having hunger for human blood was just as natural as you craving bread or cheese or tomatoes. And you were learning how to accept that. The way he had accepted you for yourself.

“I’m done,” you informed him, sounding a tad bit too excited to be devoured by him. 

You leaned back against the kitchen counter and offered him your neck. Ravn walked towards you slowly, the anticipation forcing you to quiver needily. There was something intoxicating about the way his fangs pierced your skin, something that made you lose yourself in his touch. 

Of course, you would never tell him that, it would give him far too much satisfaction and you liked that he believed this was a quid pro quo relationship. If he knew just how much you were enjoying yourself, you were afraid it would change your dynamic. And you weren’t ready for that. 

The minute his teeth were finally on you, you had to bite your own lips to stop yourself from moaning his name. He was holding your lower back for support and you could already feel your legs starting to give out. But you didn’t want to stop him just yet, because there was something absurdly sensual about him biting you, your human blood being transferred into his immortal body. You knew you wouldn’t be able to hold on for too long but you treasured every second in his arms as if it was eternity. Once you felt your legs shaking, you dug your nails into the back of his neck to signal him you were about to pass out. Ravn immediately released you, causing you to stumble awkwardly. His hands were immediately wrapped around you again.

“You good?” he asked in concern.

You nodded weakly and placed your hand against his chest for support.

“Can you walk?”

Another nod on your behalf. Ravn stepped back, giving you space. You barely made one metre before you tripped, collapsing right into his arms.

“What am I to do with you?” he tsked at your feebleness and lifted you carefully.

He was so strong. If it were anyone else, this would probably frighten you, but because it was him, you felt uncharacteristically safe. As Ravn carried you upstairs, you could feel yourself drifting away. It wasn’t exactly passing out, you were just sleepy, so it was okay. You hadn’t broken his ground rules.

“Ravn?” you murmured seconds before falling asleep.

“Mhm?”

“Thank you.”

“What for? If it wasn’t for me and my bloodthirst, you wouldn’t be in this state,” Ravn said, amused by your sudden gratitude. But you were already in dreamland.

To be continued…