#-he DOES apparently come back with a bf later on)

[genekies]

tag vent

[many-gay-magpies]

while im already on the train of teen wolf thoughts, i might as well say that i do not get sterek. romantically anyway. that ship is so intensely POPULAR and ive been seeing stuff about it for literal years, way before i ever even considered watching teen wolf or really knew what it was. pretty much every teen wolf fic i see on ao3 has some manner of sterek in it unless i SPECIFICALLY search for something else, like its just a given part of fanon, but now that im actually watching it im kinda like. where? like yeah they had that one vaguely homoerotic wall-pinning moment in season 1, they snark at each other a lot, but like. i don't even see them together that often. and that's not even MENTIONING the fact that in season 1 stiles is 15/16 and derek is fucking,, 22 (or 20, I'm not sure on his age but ik its at least a four-year difference),,, which is just. yeah no thanks

if anything they strike me more as, like, goofy, vaguely sibling-coded friends. stiles came along as a package deal with scott and started annoying the shit out of derek and derek had no say in the matter whatsoever, and i think that's beautiful.

all this being said, stiles is absolutely bisexual

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

😴😴😴 (to find later) AITA for putting sleeping pills in my boyfriend's drinks without him knowing?

I know this sounds absolutely awful, but please bear with me.

Basically, me (27 m) and my boyfriend (26 m) have been living together for around five years, meaning we usually also sleep together. Or at least we try, since my BF suffers from terrible insomnia and reoccurring nightmares so bad sometimes he wakes up into a full on anxiety attack. He does go to therapy and has prescribed sleeping pills, but he hates taking them because he's always afraid that when he does fall asleep he's just going to have nightmares, (which also just makes him avoid sleeping in general even not including his insomnia).

Usually I try to help him by staying up with him, watching his favorite show while cozied up on the couch under a bunch of blankets and with a hot coco, or we do something else that he likes and helps him relax. I really don't mind, I love him and I love spending time with him. However, it used to be that he would fall asleep at around 3-4 AM, but as time went on he started staying up longer and longer, until at a certain point I literally had to start leaving for work in the morning while he still hadn't gotten any sleep.

This was an issue for two reasons: 1. Obviously, without me there he felt even less comfortable and had an even harder time falling asleep, sometimes staying up for even 48 hours (or maybe more, I'm not sure) just to wait for me to come back home so I could help him unwind again. 2. He actually started lying to me about sleeping while I wasn't home, so that I would go to sleep normally and let him stay awake because "he wasn't tired" even though I could clearly tell he was.

That's when I started getting seriously concerned and questioning him about how much he actually sleeps, especially since I could see it was affecting him more and more both mentally and physically. He was avoidant about the topic but I pleaded with him to talk to his therapist about it, to try and find anything else to help him. Apparently his therapist just told him to keep using his sleeping pills to help with the insomnia, and if they're not working she'll look into prescribing him stronger ones. Yet despite that he still insists on not taking them and just going to bed normally even though it's clearly not working.

To clarify: as far as I'm aware, he has no negative side-effects from these sleeping pills, he's never complained about feeling any pain or feeling worse after taking them or anything like that. Literally he only doesn't want to take them because he's just that afraid of going to sleep.

That's why whenever we stay up nowadays, I always add a small dose to his cup of coco, which thankfully has a strong enough taste to cover the pills (I've tried a small bit myself and couldn't tell a difference). Since I started doing that, he's been regularly falling asleep before 2AM and even though the nightmares still sometimes wake him up or make him feel a bit tired in the morning, overall he's been doing much better.

Still, I do feel bad about putting stuff in his drinks without his knowledge even if it's for his own good. I really wonder if I should stop, but I'm really scared that if I do, he'll start spiralling again. I want to help him and be there for him but I've already tried talking about it and it never worked. So, AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[yourgentlegirlfriend]

absolute sucker for older bf leon (vendetta, re6, death island) tbh we need more headcanons 😭😭😭

can you write a older bf leon x shy yet clingy gf (definitely not self inserting) headcanons?, like yn is shy, doesnt talk much but tries to show love through acts of service and words of encouragement etceteceg but at the same time shes always around him, wearing his clothes, trying to copy the way he does things and such,,

nsfw or sfw up to you 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

OLDER LEON YES. this is definitely death island leon idc what anyone wants to say to me.

When the two of you first meet it’s through Claire and Chris, Claire rambles on to Leon about how amazing you are and Leon can’t help but stare at you as you poke at the food on your plate. Then when Claire and Chris are screaming over the board game later that night, Leon leans over to you as he watches the two bicker.

“Crazy bond huh?”

Leon felt his heart pounding in his chest as a wide smile spreads across your beautiful face, nodding your head.

He can tell you’re hesitant too so he doesn’t push much, just talks to you about the most random things.

——

And when you guys finally do start dating, you’re always at his flat. Doing his laundry, folding all his shirts perfectly for him and ironing his dress shirts.

You do all his dishes, dust all his furniture, and by the time he comes home from the long list of meetings he had, he’s so stressed out and his head is pounding from an excruciating headache. He looks around his now extremely clean flat, smiling at the sight of you standing in the kitchen making food for him.

—-

Or when he finds out they’re trying to get him to get back in the service when all he wants to do is relax, listening to him argue with people on the phone ALL day long. He finally hangs up, looking out the window of the bedroom and there you are, right by his side. Your hands rubbing his arms as you try and calm him down.

“It’s going to be okay, they call you because you’re the best. That’s all.”

Your words soothe him immediately, his arms wrapping around you pulling you into him tightly. His chin resting on the top of your head before he closes his eyes, kissing at your hair.

——

NSFW WARNING i’m serious don’t read if you’re uncomfy.

Even in bed Leon has always noticed how hesitant you are, how shy you are.

Like when he’s hovering over you, his hair tickling your face as his hips push into yours at a fast pace. Your hand comes up to cover your face as the moans pour from your throat but Leon’s hands are so much stronger and faster, grabbing at your wrist and laying them beside your head.

“Don’t hide from me, let me take care of you..”

Leon mumbles against your ear as his thrusts become more ragged, his pretty lips curling into a smile as he licks his bottom lip as he watches your face twist in pleasure, that familiar blush he loves so much spreading across your face

———-

Leon sitting in the living room the morning after, just watching the news, his eyes shifting to the hallway to see your feet dragging against the floor , his shirt draping over your body.

“Morning, sunshine don’t you look lovely.”

His sarcasm makes you give him a dirty look as you run your fingers through your hair trying to comb it out. Leon’s eyebrows raise as he watches you start brewing coffee for yourself, since when did you drink coffee? Even more shock spreads across his face as you just drink the coffee- black. Just like he does.

“Anything you can do, I can do better.”

You mumble tiredly as you eye him from the kitchen, taking another sip of the coffee.

“Yeah apparently even my attitude too.”

He chuckles, a soft scoff leaving his lips as he changes the channel of the TV.

[artydonsgf]

Hey love💕 could u do an arthusband! fic??

hi sweets! i’m in the process of writing husband art but i didn’t wanna keep you waiting so i wrote out a headcanon list! i also included a small nsfw portion for my own delusional giggles, enjoy~

Art Donaldson as your Husband

- when yall start dating, it’s apparent that you’re his first real girlfriend

- he’s fooled around with people before but the eagerness of his kisses and how quickly your touch sends him over the edge makes it clear it was never serious

- you like it though, it’s cute how embarrassed he gets when you stare at him and call him handsome

- amazing bf, top tier communicator

- you discover early one that art does not play about you so he really tries his best to avoid any arguments that aren’t constructive

- extremely gooey and tells you that he wants to marry you in the future like a week into your relationship

- despite how good of a communicator he is, he also gets in his head very easily

- constantly worried that he’s somehow not enough for you and you’ll find someone better

- these worries die down pretty quickly but it sits in the back of his mind sometimes

- said i love you first and he said it after 6 months

- he later told you that he knew after a month but didn’t want to scare you away

- after a year of dating, he gives you a promise ring and swears that he’ll propose to you the moment you guys graduate

- two years in, you guys move in together

- six months later and true to his word, he gives you his grandmother’s ring while you’re both still in your caps and gowns

- the wedding happens quickly since neither of you wanted something big

- your wedding day is the best day of his life, something he tells you a million times throughout the day

- he cried like a baby when you walked down the aisle

- in all of your wedding photos, he’s looking at you like you are the center of the universe

- art settles into married life with ease

- in his mind, you guys have already been married since the moment you agreed to be his girlfriend

- sharing a last name with you is the best thing ever in his mind

- sometimes he’ll call you mrs donaldson just to hear you respond to it

- laughs into his hand when you respond but you already realized what he was doing forever ago

- a true romantic

- leaves flowers and other cute trinkets at your bedside table when he comes home from traveling for games

- he’ll be dead asleep beside you but you’ll always find a small bouquet, breakfast, and a souvenir from whatever town he passed through

- constantly thinks about you

- facetime warrior, he will call you at any time just to hear your voice

- if he’s lucky and you’re able to come with him to games, he spends any spare time curled up in your arms and ask you to just speak

- loves it when you run a hand through his hair, he’ll twist himself into an uncomfortable position if it means you’ll keep scratching his head

- the annoying guy who mentions his wife at any given moment

- “ah yes, my WIFE, also enjoys hiking”

- his idea of a date is dinner and cuddling the whole night

- seems to forget that he can kiss you whenever because he always asks if he can kiss you

- needs you like he needs air, bro is insane about you

- patrick knew about you before he even met you because art spoke about the beautiful girl with the kind eyes and sweet smile for a month before he actually asked you out

- bro was yearning like crazy

- his biggest issue is his jealousy

- starts plotting murder whenever a man speaks to you for too long

- or woman, he’s equal opportunity jealous

- ofc he doesn’t have to worry because you’re always quick to flash your ring and name drop him as your husband in convos

- he’s a very good husband who loves you an insane amount and makes sure to communicate that to you 24/7

NSFW

- legit will do anything you ask of him, so he’s very into experimenting

- your pleasure > his every time

- he enjoys oral but doesn’t really ask for it since he’d prefer to give

- submissive by nature and is happy to let you take charge

- only really dominant after a particularly tough day on the courts

- aftercare KING, he’ll get you cleaned up in two seconds flat so he can keep you in his arms for the rest of the night

- very needy in bed, he wants your constant attention

- total praise kink, he can hardly breathe when you tell him he’s doing a good job

- he had to learn how to control his pace because he used to come immediately

- despite his quickness at finishing, he has insane stamina and will keep you up the whole night

- it’s always you >>> any of his obligations

- more times than you can count, you’ve had to pry him off of you because he had important things to do the next day

- loves quickies

- likes it when you pull his hair

[lheewonz]

Forever And Always ╱╱ 정원 ✧ y.jw

synopsis :: bf!jungwon x gn!reader have their 10 month anniversary in a butterfly garden

“your sole existence made me dream of the sky”

Nothing in life could ever compare to you.

No one could ever make Jungwon feel the same way that you did.

word count :: 0.8k

“What?” You giggled shyly. “You keep staring at me..”

The two of you were sat in a small clearing in a butterfly garden. Spread beneath you on the grass was a picnic blanket that you had handmade for Jungwon’s birthday, sewing some of your favorite pieces of fabrics together, and at the bottom you had written: “Forever and Always, my peaceful garden.”

Jungwon laughed, pulling you closer to him and half into his lap. You yelped a little, hitting his chest when he pressed a big wet kiss to your cheek. “Am I not allowed to stare at my pretty lover?”

You covered your face, but that didn’t do anything to hide your quickly reddening cheeks even in the darkness. “Stop. You always do this.” He pulled your hands away from your face uncovering the small smile you were hiding. You look down as he continues to stare at you, still too shy to meet his intense gaze even after months of dating.

Ten months to be exact. In fact, it was your ten-month anniversary. You had coincidentally been at a butterfly museum, at your mother’s insistence that you needed to spend more time in nature instead of in your bed. (She had given you the money for the museum and practically shoved you out the door.) When you had arrived, you were immediately captivated by the beauty and vibrant colors and realized that for once, your mother was right. Somehow, through all the butterflies you had noticed one coming out of its cocoon. Its apparent struggle had earned your sympathy and you had reached in to help when you were stopped by Jungwon.

As soon as you had seen him it was like all the butterflies flying around you, were flying around in your stomach as well. You barely paid attention to him informing you of the dangers of helping butterflies (that he learned from someone named Jay?) in lieu of simply staring at him.

And then he turned and stopped mid-sentence to stare back at you. Rays of sunlight came through the glass portion of the ceiling illuminating you, almost like a spotlight, the butterflies fluttered around you, and you were standing so still that some even land on you. Jungwon was in awe. The moment in front of him seemed like something straight out of a movie and suddenly it seemed like you were the only two that existed. It wasn’t until a butterfly decided to rest on your nose that the moment passed and you both broke out into a fit of giggles. After stumbling through some sentences you agreed to meet him again for coffee and now ten months later here you both were.

The museum, unfortunately, did not last as long as your relationship, but a little farther behind the now abandoned building, all the butterflies had been released into the field where you two were at now, watching the few nocturnal butterflies flap around and basking in each other’s presence.

Jungwon reached up to brush a couple of strands of hair out of your face, sliding his hand down to your chin and tilting your head upwards. “Look at me, love.”

“Wonie..” Your eyes flicker up to finally meet his.

Jungwon’s breath hitched. You looked so beautiful.

The moonlight shone down on your face and it seemed like your eyes held stars in them. The wind blew soft enough that your hair fluttered around your face. Almost perfectly a butterfly landed on your head like a pretty hair clip. Jungwon’s hand slides up to caress your cheek, smiling when you lean into it. There will never be enough words to ever describe how Jungwon feels every time he looks at you. How it feels like time slows the same way it does in the movies when we meet the love interest, or how it feels like no one else in the world exists anymore whenever he’s with you. He feels like he falls in love with you all over again anytime you so much as breathe in his direction.

He was so incredibly, irrevocably in love with you, he barely knew what to do with himself.

He leaned in and pressed a gentle, passionate kiss to your lips, hoping that you would understand all the feelings he wanted to convey without disturbing the ambiance by speaking. When he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours, you just stared back and for a moment it was just you looking at each other, and for the first time you didn’t look away. Then you smiled at him, so bright and soft in a way that only you could do, and whispered against his lips as if it were a secret that not even the butterflies could hear. “Forever and always?”

“Forever and always, my lovely butterfly.”

“that little light that illuminates me, little love, it’s you”

a/n :: it took me 3 hours to write/finish this… and 30 mins to format this post… it’s 5:38 am… pls give me feedback! and like and reblog <3

[flowered-mp3]

I’m the anon from the boyfriend question 😅

Ohh that’s so nice …. i actually remember when you were first getting to know him…. like the first dates?!! it was very cute!

I’m so happy that you and him are okay and that you are apparently engaged (?)

Sorry if that question sounded weird but from time to time i remember you and your work and since you havent been posting about him i wondered if it worked out.

Anyways, as i said i’m really a fan of your blog!

Can i ask you if you are still following and stanning GOT7? I really hope so!

This year i got to know mark and bambam and was amazing, they really deserve all the love from us.

no worries hahaha it's all good. also yes I am v much still a bird DON'T U WORRY! praying for a group cb in 2025 🥹

my bf also wanted to answer the first part of ur ask anon, so he typed something up to say lol it's v long lmao he's so goofy jansjwakajsnjs 😭:

"Hello friends and fans of my gf. This is really funny because I actually don't know my gf's username. She refuses to let me take a look at this blog so I had to write this blurb on my own and send it to her to post. Anyways, I was tasked with making a small update on our relationship and I jumped at the opportunity.

For a short word summary, we are doing very well. I don't think I've ever felt as comfortable and confident in a relationship as much as this one. It's incredibly liberating being able to be 100% myself with her and not having to dial anything back. Just that fact alone, is 80% of the reason as to why I want to marry her. Now, before anyone gets too excited we aren't engaged yet, but it will absolutely happen. I may or may not have written out the blueprint of how it's going down in the future, but I'll let my gf fill you in on the details when it happens.

In terms of what our relationship looks like now, it normally boils down to one of us going to the other's house, cooking meals together in the kitchen, and then us watching a show/reading together.

Quick sidenote, she got me into the ACOTAR series and god damn I can't believe this jackass Rhysand has managed to win me over. This probably sounds a little boring and admittedly on paper it does, but I really do enjoy it. There's always some dumb or silly shit we'll do or say that'll get us to laugh uncontrollably and even if that laughing moment doesn't come, it's honestly just a nice feeling to have her presence around.

One of the biggest fears, I've personally had with relationships has always been the end of the honeymoon phase. When the spark dies, and slowly the life of the relationship begins to drain and eventually someone bows out.

However for the first time, I don't really fear that happening. I think it's partly the fact that we don't need to be constantly doing adventurous or exciting experiences in order for us to enjoy our time together. Don't get me wrong, it's nice to be able to hit up a concert, go to a friend's party, bouldering, or something. But we both know that it's not required in order for us to enjoy spending time with each other. The other part as to why I feel that fear has gone away is that her love and devotion to me has never really been called into question. She always brings it, even when she's going through it, even when I'm annoying the hell out of her, her desire to want to be with me never seems to waver. And I'm not sure if I ever experienced that before. Knowing that through hell and highwater she'll always be there in my corner is what makes me love her that much more and only strengthens the devotion I have towards her.

ANYWAYS, to bring it all back I do really feel like I met my person and I'm happy to go through life knowing that I'll be at her side. Hope you all enjoyed the update, she absolutely thinks that I went overkill on this post but I felt like I had to. Catch y'all later :D."

[ronearoundblindly]

So Ari used to comfort us when you BF had left. So when our ex bf is into and we accidently run into them saw the bar or gas station and were in qris car and tty the whole duck down thing or hiding out of site thing how does Ari react and say we see him another time days later at the bar with Ari within king he had have left so our guard was down but nope what does Ari do? We all know he's territorial as hell with us especially with how we were hurt the first time

Ah yes, Philip. Warnings for language and no* editing. WC 1.8k (which is apparently my magic number...)

Run In, a Bedrock and Blueprints drabble long drabble tale

Not that long after you insist Ari moves in, you two are out getting groceries at the local supermarket. You normally divide the list in chunks by area of the store, so you're rounding a tall-shelved aisle when WHAM! It's Philip, your ex and the reason you know Ari, right in your face.

Maybe three sentences total are spoken. Your stomach is so knotted up in shock and a kind of hot fear that you're not entirely sure what you say, but Phil's face is placid enough. The words must cause no offense because he waves and walks away without incident.

You're sweating bullets, glancing over your shoulder every ten feet down the refrigerated section. You don't need the bag of frozen french fries, but sticking your head in the cold storage to carefully check the label is a welcome reprieve.

Ari meets you at the self-check-out as planned, a soft smile tucking the seam of his bread together when he's caught thumbing through the candy. The man likes snacks, sweet or savory; he just can't help it.

"Grabbed some extra to make your favorite tonight. You'll have plenty for lunch tomorrow, too," he adds casually, starting to scan all the gathered things. "We didn't need more leftover containers, did we? Can't remember if we ever found enough lids for the red ones."

Ari doesn't notice you constantly scanning the area behind you.

"Hey," he interrupts your panicking brain, "you got the coupons for this?"

"Yeah," you bluster, quickly digging in your purse for the little stack of papers. "Yeah, here."

You think it's over and start to breathe easier in the open air outside, loading the bags into the truck bed and sliding onto the leather seat.

Ari turns on the car and frowns. "Better fill up on gas while we're out."

"Okay," you chirp absently. Any distance from the store is still distance, or so you think until you see Philip right there at the next pump.

You flatten yourself so fast onto that seat that it squeaks and you bounce slightly. Ari's already gotten out of the car, and if he's facing the tank, then he's also facing away from Philip. He might not notice a thing.

But if he's facing the pump...

"Levinson?!"

Oh, shit, Ari, don't be stupid. Don't be stupid. Don't mention me. Please.

Your cheek is suctioned to the leather you're so squished down.

Ari must have walked over to Philip because all you hear are deep, muffled voices and three words:

"Saw her..."

"...inside?"

The mumbling changes in pitch and volume a few more times, a much longer conversation than you had with Philip minutes ago, but after a bit, the pump catches full, and you hear Ari close the cap.

He opens the driver's side door but keeps looking past the hood.

"See ya around," Ari calls back.

"Hope so, Levs," comes the far-off reply.

Ari jumps in and starts the truck, looking both ways like he's driving completely normal, alone, like there isn't a crazy woman pancaked on his seat. After pulling out of the parking lot, he sighs.

"I assume you were gonna tell me you saw him eventually."

Gently raising yourself upright, you rub at your arm.

"He surprised me--"

"--yeah," Ari scoffs, "me, too."

"--and I...I didn't know what to say."

He stays quiet, artfully navigating familiar streets and thinking, but his expression is inscrutable.

"You think I knew what to say? Kid, he abandoned you. He never even apologized, and now I had to see him as your boyfriend and be blindsided that you'd already talked?!"

"We didn't talk, Ari. I said maybe two things to him. Pleasantries. I can't even remember because he just--" you slap your hands together "--was there."

Ari huffs, adjusting his grip on the steering wheel with white knuckles. "I know," he whispers. "I get it. I'm sure it's worse for you than for me, but... I want to throttle the guy."

"He was your friend, too, Ar--"

"You were a better friend than Phil ever was," he bursts. "Ya know, after the first time he brought you out, we thought you were out of his league. Like you were too nice and quiet and put together. Then you hung out a few more times, and José finally made a joke that you were too cool for him. Philip was a loser compared to you. All of us thought you were too good for him full stop."

Ari drops one hand from the wheel and searches for yours, weaving your fingers together. "That was before he even left...the first time."

You're stunned.

"Then Phil was gone and so were you," he continues, squeezing your hand, "but we only missed you." Ari shrugs. "Somebody had to drive you back to the bar so we could hang out."

"And you drew the short straw," you mutter.

"There were no straws. I volunteered."

All this time, you thought that Ari, José, and Dimitri used to tolerate you out of loyalty to Philip. You thought maybe Philip had told them to watch out for you while he was deployed, and you knew that changed eventually. You couldn't pinpoint the shift though; there was no moment where one or more of them said "you're our friend now, not Phil's girl," but you did know they at least pitied you when Philip left for good. After all, they were mourning the loss of their friend, too, right?

It took years to feel like Ari wasn't just driving you around out of obligation--partly because he always grumbled about being your 'chauffeur'--but here he is telling you they'd all have chosen you over Philip, possibly even if Philip never left but simply moved on from you. The comfort of that thought radiates through you like the warmth from Ari's hand in yours.

Apart from the odd remark or two, Philip is forgotten again after that night. You have so much history beyond him and a future without him.

Two and a half weeks later, of course, you're not expecting to see Philip sidle up to your table with the boys at the bar--the bar, the original haunt that you inherited in the divorce essentially--and José and Dimitri are duly surprised as well.

"Where the hell you been, brother?"

"They ain't got phones out there?"

Philip is bashful, remorseful in a way that seems more like him before his first deployment, and it is genuinely nice to see. You keep silent anyway, unable to think of something overtly nice or generic to say.

Ari's arm is around your shoulders as it usually is in this booth, but then his hand squeezes your shoulder, and he leans unnecessarily close to your ear.

"Can you scoot to let me out, baby," he asks, voice low and deep. "I'll get us another round."

Before you can move, Ari plants a quick kiss on your neck, knowing full well that his beard tickles right there, and makes you shiver.

After he's standing, Phil's face is questioning, eyes wide, but he doesn't say anything. Instead, Ari taps his shoulder.

He ticks his head toward Patrick behind the bar. "Need a beer, buddy? I'm buying."

Phil snorts and follows.

"I'll be damned. Ari Levinson offering to pay for a drink? You sure changed."

"It's been a long eight and a half years," Ari groans, flagging down Patrick and ordering.

It takes more time for the drinks to arrive than it takes Phil to start in, glancing conspicuously over at the booth.

"What'd you do, Ari? Jump right into my place? Did my plane even touchdown before you went for her?"

"I went to tell her you left. There's a difference."

"Never thought of you as a sloppy seconds guy. Did your dick happen to fall in--"

"Finish that fucking sentence if you'd like to be toothless," Ari growls, making a point to plaster a smile on his face since you can likely see them in profile from here.

"I'm just saying I wouldn't want to be a rebound."

"No, Phil, what you should want to be is a man, but instead, you were a piece of shit." Ari doesn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that it took almost the entirety of those eight and a half years to thoroughly move on from the people Phil left behind, but he's still pissed.

"Hell, I was a piece of shit, too, for years, but I stayed when I could. I was also a piece of shit who noticed that that girl is worth way more than yours--or my--ego, so if you so much as blink in a way that makes her uncomfortable--" he throws a glance to the exit "--I will hand you your ass outside and make you eat dirt. We clear?"

"Levs, why are you being like this? Man, you never cared about chicks this much."

"You wanna know what changed me," Ari hisses, pointing over at the booth, uncaring if any of you are watching, fake smile long gone. "That changed me. She changed me. She's the type of woman worth changing for."

Patrick drops off the drinks and slides the money off the counter, ignoring any tension between the two men.

"I did change," Philip mumbles, "and she never understood--"

"You did not fucking try," Ari nearly spits in rage but pets a hand down his beard again for composure. He sucks on his teeth, pondering what to say next. "Look, I knew you for a long time, and we were the same. We didn't care. We didn't give a fuck about putting in the effort. And because we didn't give a fuck, no one should have given a fuck about us. She did, and you walked away from that. You are an asshole. You are not welcome here. She is. She always will be.

"Do you understand that?" Ari looks Phil dead in the eyes and holds that gaze with militant ferocity.

"Yeah, man."

Ari relaxes, softening his look and casually clinking his beer bottle to Philip's. "Good. Then get the fuck out of this bar," he says flatly.

Ari heads back to the booth alone, winking as he hands you your drink and motions to scoot back in beside you. Phil hangs around at the bartop just long enough to guzzle his beer and leaves.

José is the first to ask, "what happened there?"

"You know Phil." Ari takes a long pull from his bottle and then stretches back to have his arm over you. "He realized he was in the wrong place. Shame he couldn't stick around."

"Ah, well," Dimitri muses, "we're better off without him."

"Yeah," you say softly, the first word out of your mouth since Phil showed up.

Ari leans over to kiss your temple, his thumb running back and forth across your shoulder. He straightens and picks his beer back up.

"So we're thinking of having a housewarming party. You guys in?"

I don't see Ari as a big spectacle guy, but I do think he'd put his fucking foot down when it came to shit-talking the kid. Honestly, I imagine if Philip showed up before you and Ari got together, Ari would still have been that protective simply because you mean a lot to him. However, he's hyper-aware of not embarrassing you, so this is as confrontational as I can picture him. Still quite *swoon* if I do say so myself, but he's still subtle.

Thank you for reading! Hope you are enjoying this story so far.

[Bedrock and Blueprints Masterlist; Main Masterlist]

[jennomess]

Well. My bf finally stayed the night after a bit more than a week of not seeing each other, now ninety something recovered. My body is unsure about getting sick or not, and I freaking dreamed again

Oh, and i think he'd be a damn cute caretaker??

Yesterday night we were walking home from the concert he just had, he changed his suit(?) for a jogger and a t-shirt, we're in spring so the weather is nicer but still a bit windy. He was telling me:

Bf: "Look, now you see me in tees again"

J: "Oh, yeah right! And, did you bring your jacket or, not?"

Bf: "Nah, I'm fine now"

J: "But, don't you needed to take another shot today? Careful not to fall sick again"

Bf: "Nah, it would be weird for me to get sick again"

J: "Well, now you have to be careful with me"

Bf: "I don't know, by this point i should have some of your antibodies" (??? i still don't get it)

J: "Hm??" (He explained it to me but i don't want to write what i don't remember)

Bf: "Anyways, at some point you took care of me, so, now it would be my turn"

And he started to play with this embarassing questions like "Would you like the soup in the bed?" "Would you like me to feed you soup?" "Would you like me to cover you with a blanket? "Would you like me to tuck you up in bed?" "Would you like me to tell you a story until you fall asleep?"

All of those while i punched his shoulder and barked at him to shut up after each one. He could have been joking but in his tone i also felt like he would mean them, and i barked to him with love and embarassment. At the end he told me something along the lines of "But you know what? If the time comes i would do it... I would /like to/ take care of you" with cute meaningful eyes. My fcking heart.

When we got home I ended up deciding -just when he's practically done with his cold or whatever, boo- that it didn't matter if i catch it bc if i have to catch something it needs to be rn, i need time to get through it and recover, i have important things to do in two weeks, so, we had a good night

When we went to sleep he took the big spoon this time, and well, we slept. The fact that i got to try the aromatic candle and it didn't work even burning beside us for all it's short life didn't go away, apparently feeding my fantasies, or not fantasies (?) hell, it was so so similar to reality that i don't even know if it was a dream or not 😣

It was that, just like then, he was the big spoon and we were sleeping, then i wake up by the feeling of a soft and quick movement behind me, as if he were pulling apart, and after a second i hear a half stifle and feel more movement, as if he were stretching his free arm as soon as he finished the little rock after his sneeze to camuflage what just happened.

I was, oof, my head was screaming internally "was that a stifle behind me!?" In between my sleep, and playing with the fact that "this was so close! This was so close to the Classico scenario where B sneezes in A's back!!! AHHHH" i swear that i felt the darkness of my closed eyes spinning in my head, and i couldn't freaking move!! I could do nothing about how i felt down there 🫠 and i even remember trying to get the note out of that stifle! It wasn't a C, i remember thinking more of a C#, then idk why later i also started thinking about it being a B but, aaahhhhg.

I also remember pressing my lips internally swallowing a "bless you" bc i didn't know if i should, and bc of how I'm resigned to deny every sound that is not his voice in our nightly videocalls i also doubted if it was a sneeze, and also wondered if i could ask at that moment, or how to, if i could ask about it in the morning, thinking it wouldn't make sense bc it could happen that he didn't remember, or ir would be to embarassing bc who- why would a sane person ask if that sound and movement in the middle of the night was you sneezing? What do a person gets out of it? Does it pass as plain curiosity? I don't, in my fet ashamed mind, think it does. And then i woke up to the sound of the 7am alarm, in his arms, being the small spoon.

And that's how, dear snzblr, now i don't know if it was real or if was a dream.

🫠

[deus-ex-mona]

good evening~~ here’s my very cursed(!!!) top 10 list on the most redundant [redacted] anime features off the top of my head~~

debates and disagreements welcome~

10- lxl and basketball

pointless inclusion that was pretty much just an excuse to get chiz to openly thirst over aizo. and to emphasise on just how much better aizo is at sports as compared to his poor sidekick yujiro. just male leads being male leads, ig

i mean, sure, it gave us that beautiful ball e mv, but lxl’s sporty [redacted] anime-induced hobby wasn’t worth much in general.

9- the inclusion of ⅘ of gen 2 tbh

they were pretty much just background extras for the most part, except for ken, who gets bonus moments thanks to being the male lead’s brother. heck, poor kodai doesn’t get much time to shine, despite being the adoring bf of one of the three heroines of the show. mans got more screentime either behind his camera, or as juri love flashbacks during her conversations with the jk trio.

as for the others, arisa got like 5 seconds of screentime (and 4 of them occurred in the sports fest ep, romeo ed included), and kotahina were nerfed to heck and back. they were written to be competitive and stubborn characters, so why were they portrayed to be nothing more than your average caring senpai towards hiyoko? a nd cultural festival w h e r e ? helloooooooooo~~~?

sure, the sports fest ep did give gen 2 in general a chance to show their stuff, but it was clearly more of viewer fanservice for pre-[redacted] anime fans who know and love these characters for who they truly are.

8- aizo’s “trauma reveal”

idk about you, but hiyoko does not need to know about aizo’s trauma. i mean, yeah, i totally get where ken’s coming from. as a scumbag older sibling myself, i, too, get the urge to dump lots of info about my brother to complete strangers. but. it’s just that. hiyori… really didn’t need to go “oh thank god it wasn’t real trauma. now. how can i fix him?”.

she really didn’t need to say that mans. all forms of trauma are valid forms of trauma… if that makes sense. she can’t just decide that someone’s trauma “isn’t real trauma” and then go ahead and liken it to her dislike for squid. and that includes aizo’s trauma with ladies. not cool.

on the bright side, at least aizo’s local idol boo yujiro took his trauma seriously and stood by him even as their manager had a trauma minimising session with his brother. and speaking of yujiro…

7- that someya ‘scandal’

what the heck was that ep 4 someya scandal lmao. it’s never brought up again????? not even by koichiro and tamagoro in the later episodes??? do they even know that there was a scandal about them??? bruh. what was it even there for lol. the gayze???

i mean, yeah, he’s totally the shame of the someya family for going ahead to be the less popular member of a popular idol duo, with said idol-ling being something he had received the head of said someya family’s permission for. but he had debuted without his family’s name anyway so??? does it even matter???

it would’ve actually made sense if it had a call back in a later episode, with, like, the reveal that maybe chizuru or one of the 100000 aizo stans there apparently are had leaked yujiro’s last name online in an attempt to take him down so that aizo can have a solo idol career or something. but no. it’s just never brought up again.

but before we drop the topic of yujiro like how his in-universe popularity dropped to 0 in the adaptations…

6- yujiro arrest reason

this. made. no. sense. either.

did the [redacted] anime throw darts at a dartboard of possible plot ideas to decide how the someya family side plot was going to go?? or was it decided with an online prompt generator?? or was it the result of a game of mad libs with the office crew????

like? lol? who smuggled koichiro into the bar??? and wh o let baby face yujiro into the bar??? and how did none of the staff at the bar question it?

though. wait. how the heck did hiyoko even see enough distinctive features of yujiro’s during the night that she witnessed his police encounter to identify him when they next crossed paths in the classroom? she was looking at him from above from her spot on a flight of stairs in dim lighting. just how good is her eyesight? hello?

5- repurposed yumefan

yeah yeah i k n o w the [redacted] anime staff justified their choice to use yumefan as a song to encourage hiyoko bc “it’s a song about encouraging others” and stuff. but still. yappa saikyou would probably have worked too, since it’s about not wanting to lose to your rivals and aiming to surpass the rest and stuff like that. or they could’ve just. y’know. kept nonfan in their setlist anyway if they wanted to dedicate a song to their friend(?) slash manager, since that song’s mv was the first mv that hiyoko had worked on, and thus, ✨memories✨ are there, y’know?

either way, the [redacted] anime staff saw yumefan, decided “ok it’s for women now” and had it dedicated to hiyoko and got the narumi sisters to cover it as a special ed. much wow. aizo would be proud. and speaking of aizo…

4- yuko in the countdown live

she moved to france in the lxl movie, so what is she doing here in the first place? to watch her estranged son hxld hxnds with some rando onstage? go back to france, yuko.

3- nagisa arc

the main problem i have with nagisa’s arc is how forced it felt tbh. it kinda felt like it was just. shoehorned into the plot? it just. didn’t flow well. like… especially how nagisa was completely written out of the plot after he hopped on that train. lxl had been teasing hiyoko relentlessly about nagisa till he left. then it was just like. he never existed?? excuse???

i mean. i love nagihiyo. don’t get me wrong. it’s just… the way the [redacted] anime staff plotted it into the story felt… off.

look, you see, i think the nagisa plot would’ve worked better as a season closer. like, after all that friendship drama and scandals and stuff, we get a breather in the form of the nagisa visit. he could be visiting for the countdown live, or for a christmas or new year’s visit for all i care, but it’d give the lxl + hiyoko trio, with newly strengthened bonds of friendship after all they’ve been through (thanks chiz), a chance to show off their cooperative skills with the hiyoko makeover sequence and subsequent nagisa encounter. heck, it’d even give nagisa another reason to be wary of lxl, since “aren’t these the dudes from that relationship scandal you were in? you should be more careful around them fr” could be a legit point of concern. plus! it could lead into a post-series uni timeskip or something for that sweet, sweet nagihiyo uni arc crumbs!!

hmmm. well. in the end, i still hate how nagisa’s existence was all but retconned after his episodes. poor lad. he deserves better!!! and speaking of deserving better…

2- the narumi sisters’ appearance

for sena, as she has co-starred with lxl in the past, and since she is still in the industry, it’s no surprise that she’d make an appearance or two. however, the r e a l problem is how she was handled. she was only abruptly thrown into ep 6 to fit in yet another “uwu woe is me im not cute uwu” hiyoko moment in the 24 minutes of terror. plus, those sena-mona moments make no sense whatsoever if you’re a [redacted] anime-only who doesn’t know how lxl and the narumis know each other. viewer fanservice at its finest, ig.

now. mona.

#notmymona

w h o is that girl and why does she have our angel’s name and face? i swear, the only redeeming trait she has is that her character design was done by moge, which is. yeah, much cuter than her lxl movie cameo appearance.

but aside from that. who is she? she has no goals, no ambition, all she does is go “uwu i look up to my sister who i envy… but nvm i’m here to be your relationship therapist so that’s enough about me—”

she doesn’t even get to perform in the [redacted] anime even though there was an entire joint-artiste concert in the last episode. she doesn’t even salt about her nasty encounter with yujiro (which would’ve made for a more interesting topic during her second encounter with hiyoko when they talked about conflicts with friends, instead of being demoted to a bonus manga tbh). she’s so bland, she makes plain spaghetti taste like carbonara.

and speaking of carbonara, we return to lxl for number one, which is…

1- the lxl shower scene (no image bc g o o d l a w d w h y w o u ld i include it)

they are 15. we don’t need that extended shower scene. we don’t need to know that hiyoko has no qualms about barging into the showers for the opposite gender, with said members of the opposite gender being completely nude and uncomfortable when she did so. we just. didn’t need to see any of that.

who was that scene even made for? help???? just how bad did they think their own show was that they felt the need to put in an out of place scene of teen boys showering to pad the runtime?? excuse???

[wanderrlust0]

today was fun and we had more fun than we thought we would at this party since we werent even sure if we would go or not

edit: 11.16 / i just knew the two coworkers and my managers at the party and then just stuck with snow the whole time ofc. we got deadlifted by the girls girlfriends sister lol and she was in a whole leather/latex one piece like okayy girl youre strong. there was someone as ice king or technically simon and they were very friendly and fun. we took lemon drop shots and jello shots and i had some mixed drinks and i was sooo reddd lolol luckily it was dark but in the bathroom it was so noticeable. idk if it was but it couldve been the most ive had to drink ever or at least the most different types of alcohol ive had at once and my head started to hurt at the end but thankfully i didnt throw up!! we had a fun time tho. we got there at like 9:30ish and left around 12 or so? and sat in the car for a bit but snow got along just fine with everyone after a little while of being there and them and V talked a lot. Z asked us if we were together and were like lolol noo and he asked how we met and we mutually refused to answer & made up some nonsense so i told him to just guess even tho he would have no clue bc he doesnt know me like that and this is the most he’s heard me talk lmao. one guess was a one night hook up im like …nooo lol we never thought this would ever come up. anyways, i found out days after the party that my coworker who thru it thought me and snow were together bc she mentioned us to my boss and he knows the whole story so he told her that we werent (idk what else he told her tho since i wasnt there) but she apparently thought we gave those vibes and just looked like it and when he told me that i was like omg .. like even ice king/simon person asked us and we just mettt. i mean they were pretty gay and first asked us if we were queer bc he could tell and that was the first time someone told me that to my face so i kind of felt good?about that. like yess i wanna look queer and just not straight lolll. so i followed my coworker on ig and i see pics of her gf and i know her!! her and my bf were friends once and like were closeclose where they did stuff (this was like 5 or 6yrs ago, before i met him) and she ended up realizing she was gay or something after him and they stopped talking (mainly bc she apparently would trauma dump on him a lot). i only know about her bc years later she hit him up out of nowhere and apologized for always talking to him about her problems and that she realized she was gay and then asked if theyd wanna get lunch or something so he told me. when i saw pics of her i recognized her from tinder when i had it. they never ended up hanging out bc he thought itd be weird now that hes with me and i would feel a bit weird about it. anyways, so i literally saw her and spoke to her at the party but i didnt notice that was her bc the room was dark and it was brief. looking back now thats crazy it was her and that we both know the same person that im now dating but she doesnt know that lol and neither does he bc i justtt came to this realization. the ice king person is now her like bestie who she met on tinder. its crazy when peoples connections come to light like someone you know knows someone else you know and they have their whole history and i have mine and then you can be in the same room as them and like only one person knows the other and etc lol idk its mind boggling

[survey--s]

656.

How do you handle people who are overly enthusiastic all the time? My old boss was like this and honestly, I hated it. I found it so fake and irritating. I tolerated it as I was getting paid but if that had been a social setting I would have fucked off, hahah.

Do you smoke? I do not.

Do people say you look like a certain celebrity? I've been told I look like a couple of famous people on here, but honestly I think it's just because I'm brunette and British.

Who do you think you look like? None of them, really.

Do you ever run as fast and as far away as you can for no apparent reason? No. I don't run, lol.

Does running make you feel less stressed out? No. Running makes me hurt.

Best cure for a hangover? Space your drinks out with water, painkillers and food before bed. And never drink on an empty stomach. Basically, prevention is better than cure. Oh, and don't mix your drinks and stick to light alcohol.

Do you have hope in bad situations? Sure.

Name a flaw that you think you have: I'm really fussy about my environment and if something is out of place and bothering me, I have to fix it right away.

Name something that you like about yourself: I'm independent.

Do you have a cynical outlook on life? Not on my life, no but on the human race in general.

What’s an assumption people make about you? That I love reading.

What’s an outfit that you wear that makes you feel hot? I don't really have one, to be honest.

Do people view you as a strong person? So I've been told.

Are you stronger mentally or physically? Mentally - I have back issues so being physically strong is pretty impossible for me these days.

Did you get picked on as a freshman? I was picked on throughout school.

What’s a word that you overuse? Fuck.

Ever been admitted to a hospital? Yes - once when I was born, and twice since then.

Who was your first love? A boy named Joshua. Who turned out to be a right dickhead lol.

Do you hate reality tv? No, I quite like some of it actually. It's just mindless, easy entertainment.

Ever loved someone who didn’t love you back? Yes. Or so I thought. He later claimed he did love me and that he was just scared? I don't know, I was over him at that point.

Don’t you hate when people act like they know what you’re talking about but really don’t have a clue? Sure.

Do you believe in Tyler Durden? Ha.

Ever changed yourself for a crush/bf/gf? No.

Do you have a laid back personality? No, I wouldn't describe myself as being particularly laid back. I'm a worrier and someone who can't just put things off.

Had a blast from the past recently? No, nothing that comes to mind anyway.

Ever done karaoke? Did you like it? Sure. It was fun.

Ever had a paranormal encounter? No.

Goriest movie you’ve ever seen? I don't really enjoy gore. I guess the SAW films but I only went as a friend wanted to go. They're not really my cup of tea.

Ever been to court? Nope.

Ever seen a pregnant woman smoking/drinking? Sure.

What kinds of little things make you happy? Clean blankets/bedsheets. A nice scented candle. A perfect cup of tea or coffee. Walking in undisturbed snow. Autumn leaves. Watching the sunset. Walking barefoot in the sand. A good hair day. My anti-social cat choosing to come and cuddle. My favourite foods.

What’s something you want for your next birthday? Money, really, or a holiday ha.

Ever travelled across your country? Yeah.

Do you have a hero? No.

Do you hate when people talk to you about their relationships? No, as long as it's not just a constant stream of complaints or gushing.

Are you obsessed with candles? Ha, you could say that. I tend to burn wax melts these days - my current scent is Apple Pie and I just find it really relaxing.

Ever gotten your revenge on someone? No.

Favorite kind of insence? Incense gives me a headache.

Don’t you hate when you get hit on by creepers? D: I mean, that's not really a thing anymore. Not around here, anyway.

[eddiebun]

hi baby, the finale of st4 vol 2 literally killed me i sobbed for HOURS today.. :( WHY WOULD THEY KILL OFF THE MOST INTERESTING BEST CHARACTER i hate this. anyway, i hope ur doing well and i have a blurb for u abt our cutie eddie (bc he IS alive). basically crybaby!bimbo!reader x eddie munson where like he accidentally makes her cry or something and he tries to comfort her? maybe he teases her or smth in front of his friends and they are dating and.. idk i just hope ur doing well! MWAH <3

TRUING NOT TO THINK ABOUT IT OR ILL CRY. ilysm mwahmwahwamnwahh

bimbo!crybaby!reader x bf!eddie, angsty, fluff??

“no, y/n is hardly ever present, always off in her own little head most of the time.” eddie laugh, glancing over at you at his side, seeing your bottom lip jutted out in concentration as you swiped your fingers back and forth four bottles of nail polish, contemplating which to use.

eddie was taking you out on a date later, and of course, you wanted your nails to match the cute outfit you begged him to buy you last weekend, and he folded, he always did for you.

“see?” eddie nodded his head in your direction, everyone around you laughing and you shot your head up in curiosity.

“welcome back to reality, sweetheart.” you heard your boyfriend coo, coming up to pat the top of your head.

you blinked a couple times, not understanding but you didn’t care all that much, you had more important things to worry about.

“which is better, the peachy pink, baby pink, the neon or the hot pink?” you looked up at him through your pretty lashes, awaiting your boyfriends input.

eddie glanced down at the bottles on the table and shrugged, “all looks the same to me.” he leaned in closer to look at the colors.

he glanced back up and saw the apparent displeasure on your face from his lack of interest.

“it’s not the same at all.” you told him, pursing your lips together.

“it’s just paint or whatever,” eddie chuckled, making the whole table laugh, clearly in agreement with him, “it doesn’t matter, can’t you just join in the conversation for once and worry about stuff like that at home?” he asked, the table suddenly going a little more quiet because owch, that one was harsh.

and he knew he messed up, before he even saw your eyes gloss over, tears bubbling and bottom lip quivering, “t-that was mean..” you sniffled out, feeling your whole body burning up in embarrassment and upset.

and the tears didn’t stop, eddie panicking a little— he was used to you being sensitive, crying and being emotional, it wasn’t a bad thing but you were right, what he said was mean and now he made you cry in front of everyone.

“hey, hey.. i’m sorry, i didn’t— i didn’t mean that.” he grimaced before clearing his throat and standing up, “c’mon.” he held his hand out.

you didn’t take it, but you did stand up and you walked out of the cafeteria, knowing eddie was following behind.

you got into an empty classroom, sniffling against the back of your hand and comfortingly squeezing your arm.

“baby, it does matter, i shouldn’t of dismiss you like that or talked to you like that, i didn’t mean it.” eddie stood in front of you, rocking back and forth on his feet and breathing out shakily.

“i’m so sorry angel..” he said quietly.

you hiccuped in between soft sobs, lipgloss smudged and some mascara markings on your under eyes as you looked up at your boyfriend, “please don’t talk to me like that. i join in b-but i don’t wanna be laughed at for not liking the same things all the time but i still get laughed at when i’m just doing my own thing, that’s not fair.” you frowned.

“you’re right, it shouldn’t be like that— fuck, i’m so sorry. i’ll make sure you never feel like that again, i’ll make it more comfortable for you, i love you so much, just the way you are and i know you’re so brave hanging out with us freaks,” he chuckled, “i’m so happy you are who you are, i don’t want it any other way.” he sighs, fingers tangling with yours as he pulled you against his chest and smothered you in kisses over every inch of your face.

“i— love— you— so— much.” he said, each word in between a firm kiss, feeling awful but promising himself he’d make you feel much more comfortable and he never wanted to make you cry again.

“just don’t want you to feel like you’re too good for me and wonder off one day, i need you.” he cupped your face.

“i need you more, stupid.” you sniffled.

[cat3ch1sm]

🍏| hello, guys! this is part two of the headcanons from this post! this one features kurapika, gon, killua, and Leorio! hope u guys enjoy! also feel free to send in requests whenever- see this list for info on what i write and my request rules!

y/n has a powerful nen ability that rapidly drains their energy and results in them fainting on the field during combat. how does y/n's bf react?

leorio palidiknight

· leorio's nen is not very strong compared to that of his friends and yours, so he's never experienced drawbacks of nen like you do. and the more powerful nen users he's witnessed in action have never seemed to have any consequences of using powerful abilities- so he was quite alarmed when you fell to the ground, your aura evaporating into the air around you.

· "Y/N?! Y/N, are you okay? Come on, get up!"

·sooner rather than later, he lets his temper overtake him and lunges at his enemy without thinking, maddened that you were forced into using an ability your physical body clearly was not built to endure thoroughly. obviously, this poor impulse control combined with his lack of fighting experience results in him winding up in the same state you're in.

· so... leorio isn't actually much help LMFAO, but you gotta give him credit for trying. and he's definitely worried about you, and after the threat is eliminated (and he's woken up💀) he'll make sure to tend to you as best as he can.

gon freecss

· gon is probably the best at dealing with your nen-induced blackouts during battle. he's no stranger to the consequences of nen, and he absolutely doesn't want you to deal with what he went through after his defeat of pitou. he knows your issues with that certain ability are not even half as big as his, but gon is not going to take any chances.

·so when you pass out in the field, he'll rush right over to you and place your body in a safe area before resuming the fight- like chrollo, he'll want to eliminate the threats first.

· "Y/N? Y/N! Oh, no- uh, don't worry, I'll be right there, okay? Hey- stop firing at me! Jeez!"

· after the battle, gon will move you to a bed or something like that, and leave you be while you sleep. when you wake up, though, he'll be all over you, asking you what you need and how you feel so many times you'll literally have to ask him to calm down a little. he's so sweet when he isn't fighting

killua zoldyck

· what in the world just happened

· he's just like his brother in this situation- he's just like wtf do i do

· clearly, killua has had close to no trouble at all maintaining stamina and energy during fights. so the fact that someone can actually pass out due to exhaustion is very foreign to him.

· still, yeah, he'll be a little freaked out. although killua knows you aren't dead or anything drastic like that, seeing your limp figure sprawled on the ground does make him a bit apprehensive.

· he probably won't move you somewhere right after you go down. he'll wait for the fight to conclude and then kind of awkwardly pick up your body and carry it to a place he thinks is comfortable enough for the time being (killua being killua, you'll probably wake up on a pile of rocks or something pls)

· when you wake up to killua sitting beside your bed, watching your body as you slept, he'll quickly turn his head away and pretend like he was never looking at you, muttering something like "oh, you're finally awake- sheesh, i was thinking you'd never wake up." he'll sound defensive as hell when he says stuff like thus, but the pink blush dusted along his cheeks doesn't go unnoticed by you.

kurapika kurta

· probably freaks out the most despite being the one who displays it least

· he'll just turn back around and keep working, apparently ignoring your body lying on the ground. obviously he's quite anxious, but he can't let his emotions spiral out of control lest he allow his scarlet eyes to flare.

· now, don't mistake his feigned disdain for him not caring about you. because the second a foolish adversary advances towards you thinking your unconscious body is fair game, he'll take them down in the same second.

· "Y- Y/N? Damn..."

· because of his busy schedule, it's likely he may not have a ton of time to just sit with your sleeping body after he moves it elsewhere following the fight. so, in case he's called away, he'll smooth your hair back and leave a kiss on your forehead along with a short but sweet note:

· i'll be back in a little while, darling. wake up soon. <3 -kurapika

[mackenzielovee]

jealous - rafe cameron

a/n: hi! im kinda a mess right now and this story is a little all over the place so im sorry if you hate it lol but i really wanted to write something based on what i think Rafe would really be like as a bf so here it is! (not my pic)

Summary: Your boyfriend, Rafe Cameron, takes you to a party.

Warnings: swearing, drug use (cocaine), alcohol consumption, mentions of sex

Word Count: 2k

my writing

You can hear the music coming from the house before you see it. It's Friday night on Figure Eight, and you already know what that means. Accompanying your boyfriend to yet another party. You and Rafe have been together for almost a year, and some days, you really think you could rip his head off.

You hadn't even wanted to come tonight. When you voiced that to Rafe, however, he told you with a shrug of his shoulders that he'd just find someone else to dance with. Of course, it started a fight, and now, you're sitting in the back of Topper's Jeep beside Rafe, watching as he stares at his phone.

He isn't talking to you or looking at you, but apparently it's enough for him that he just knows exactly where you are and what you're doing. It's not enough for you, though. You reach over and grab his hand from his phone, looping yours through it. Rafe hesitates at first, wanting his hand back so he can continue what he had been doing. When he sees your expression, his eyes soften just a bit and he relaxes into his seat and your touch.

Topper parks the car and tells all of you to hop out, which you do with the help of Rafe. You appreciate that he doesn't let go of your hand, even though you know it's only because you all are approaching the party and he wants every single person to know that you are with him.

Rafe leans over and kisses your temple quickly, then brings his lips down to your ear.

"Stay close, yeah?" he whispers, his hand gripping yours even tighter.

You know the drill by now. Of course you're going to stay close, because Rafe never lets you get more than five feet away from him at these things. You envy the way Topper treats Sarah sometimes, even though you really think Topper's a tool and would never date him.

Once you all enter the house, Rafe moves his hand from yours to around your waist, leading you through the party and glaring at any guy that even looks over at you. You all make your way into the living room area and find seats on the couch, Rafe immediately pulling you down dangerously close to him.

"Yo, who got this shit?" Rafe points to the cocaine on the table in front of him, the rolled up dollar bill tempting him.

"Bought it from Barry this morning, bro," Kelce speaks up, grinning. Kelce is always trying to please Rafe.

"Always reading my mind, brother," Rafe smirks, and leads forward to take a line without hesitation.

When he comes back up from his line, he grins and daps up Kelce, telling him it's good shit. Then, without you even moving, he leans over and kisses you roughly. His tongue enters your mouth quickly, which you accept and grab onto his neck. He moans into your mouth and then pulls away, immediately going back to the coke.

You sigh and sit back, pulling your phone out. You know Rafe will be high as a kite when you two leave tonight, which only makes you hopeful that he won't turn into an absolute asshole once that stuff kicks in.

He turns back to you with a devious smirk on his face, and before you can even ask what he's doing, he's collecting a line up on your thigh.

"I don't want that shit on me, Rafe," you grumble, but you know better than to move. He might just kill you if you spilled that shit all over the couch and the floor.

"Relax, baby," he tells you, not looking up at you. He's too focused on perfecting his line.

His friends all watch as he snorts a line up your thigh, all of them silently wishing they could do the same. You try not to roll your eyes at him and end up catching the eye of some guy standing in the corner of the room. He's watching you both, curious why you're hanging out with a guy like that. You just shrug and roll your eyes only halfway, telling the guy you're over it.

You're not sure why you do it, you suppose it's the concerned look in his eye as he watches. Nobody ever looks at you like that anymore.

When Rafe glances back up to you and sees you looking at another guy, he instinctively wraps his arm around your waist.

"I don't like the way he's looking at you," Rafe tells you, "Come sit in my lap."

His voice is raspy and his jaw is clenched as he pulls you into his lap, kissing on your cheeks and your neck as he stares at the guy. After only a minute or so, the guy is intimidated enough that he ends up walking out of the living room completely.

"Did you know him?" Rafe asks you, his eyes trailing the boy out of the room.

"No, baby," you sigh.

He catches the frustration in your voice and looks up into your eyes, reaching up and tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. This is the Rafe you love; the intimate, soft one. The one who isn't afraid to show you how he loves you.

"Are you having fun, princess?" he questions, his voice softer than it had been before.

You're not, but you know Rafe is enjoying himself and wants to stay and hang out. So, you take a deep breath and nod your head, giving him a convincing smile. Rafe smiles back and strokes his fingers against your cheek, then brings his hand down to your neck to pull you closer to him. He uses his nose to move your hair away from your ear so he can talk into it.

"I can't wait to get inside of you later, sweetheart," he whispers, feeling you instantly start to squirm against his lap.

His dirty talk always gets to you. The way his voice gets all raspy and needy just does things to your body that no other guy ever could.

"Is that right?" you tease him, bringing your lips dangerously close to him.

"Mhm," he hums against your lips, then closes the gap between the two of you.

He loves when you play with his hair, so you do. You can feel him getting excited underneath you, so you continue. One of his hands wraps around your throat and the other goes down to your ass, making you moan.

"Yo, Rafe, get a fucking room, man," Topper groans.

Rafe smirks against your lips and pulls away, gently setting you down beside him again. You try not to be mad that Topper interrupted the first ounce of attention your boyfriend has shown you tonight. Rafe leans forward to cut another line, so you stand and look around for a bathroom. When he doesn't notice you get up, you decide to just run really quick to one and then come back.

You walk from the living room into a kitchen, then see a little hallway that looks like it probably contains a bathroom. Once you get down the dimly lit hallway, you feel a hand on your arm, roughly yanking you around.

"What the fuck are you doing going off on your own?" Rafe snaps at you, his grip on your arm tightening. You can feel his nails digging into your flesh, making you wince.

"Rafe, you're hurting me," you tell him softly, gently trying to move your arm out of his grasp.

"You need to tell me when you have to go to the bathroom," he says harshly, then releases our arm.

"I'm sorry," you mumble, looking down at the floor. He brings his hand up and grabs your cheek, pulling your head up to look at him.

"C'mon," he tells you, "I'll take you."

He reaches down and takes your hand, leading you down the hallway and stopping at a random door. There's one guy waiting outside of it, who Rafe pats on the back once the two of you approach.

"Find another one," Rafe tells him.

The guy turns around and looks at Rafe like he's crazy, his eyes glancing over to you for a second. Protectively, Rafe's grip tightens around your hand.

"Dude, I've been waiting for a while. The line was long when I got here," the guy tells him, watching Rafe sarcastically smile.

"Interesting story, bro. Move along. Now," Rafe's voice is harsh.

The guy rolls his eyes and pushes past the two of you, deciding he doesn't have to go bad enough to put up with Rafe being an asshole. Rafe moves in front of the door, pulling you with him, and bangs on the door.

"Time's up," he yells, continuing to pound on the door.

The door opens up a second later, the guy Rafe had removed from the living room with his eyes earlier stepping out. Of course, you think.

"Ah, if it isn't the guy who likes to stare at my girl," Rafe grins devilishly.

"Rafe-" you start, wanting to tell him to let it go.

"Go inside, baby. I'll be right here when you're done."

He drags his hand toward the door, which in turn drags you toward the door. He lets go as soon as you're in the bathroom, then leans in and shuts the door for you. You can hear Rafe sizing up that poor guy outside, but you choose not to listen. You use the bathroom and then wash your hands quickly, trying your best to hurry so you can save that guy.

When you pull the door open again, Rafe is leaning against the doorframe with his phone in his hand. He looks up at you when you come out and doesn't speak, he just wraps his arm around your waist and leads you away, still looking at his phone.

When you get into the kitchen, Rafe suddenly pushes you up against the wall with no warning. He leans forward and grabs onto your cheeks, bringing his mouth up to yours roughly and kissing you. He quickly picks you up and wraps your legs around his waist, keeping you pinned up against the wall. You kiss him back, loving the way his hands feel all over your body. If you're honest, you're growing impatient for the night to end. You really just want Rafe to take you home and fuck you.

Rafe pulls away after a few minutes, gently setting you back down on the floor and taking his hand in yours again.

"You're mine, don't you forget it," he tells you, his voice demanding. You nod and reach up to wipe your lip, which seems to be covered in Rafe's saliva.

You watch Rafe's gaze as it lingers around the guy from the bathroom, who had just seen Rafe's explosive display of affection. You sigh, knowing that entire thing was just a way of Rafe to mark his territory.

"We're gonna go get Topper's keys," Rafe tells you, "I can't wait any longer. I need you, right now."

You give Rafe a real smile this time and nod your head, following him as he leads you through the crowd. After promising Topper you two wouldn't fuck in his Jeep, he hands Rafe his keys so you two can leave. Rafe tightens his grip around your hand as he pulls you back to the kitchen. He purposely walks past that guy again, muttering something in his ear as you two pass that you can't hear. When you look back, the guy looks disgusted.

When you two get back to Topper's Jeep, you're surprised when Rafe opens up the back door for you to get in.

"Why am I getting in the back?" you ask him.

He smirks, "We're getting in the back."

You look at the devious look on his face and figure out what he's up to, so you raise your eyebrow at him.

"You promised Topper we wouldn't fuck in his Jeep," you remind him.

Rafe rolls his eyes, "Yeah, and last month Topper promised me he wouldn't bend my nine iron when he beat up that Pogue on the golf course with my club. Trust me, baby. He owes me."

You sigh but do as you're told, watching Rafe's smirk only grow when you climb inside. No matter what that boy puts you through at these parties, the sex always makes up for it.

[goldenroutledge]

what jj would be like as a bf 🥺? if you are taking requests!!

jj as a boyfriend

a/n: of course! i hope you enjoy! @msgorillagripcoochie gave me so many ideas for this so show her some love

jj maybank masterlist

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ok let’s start with pet names/nicknames he’d use

babe of course

i feel like he used it a lot in the beginning, like even before you two were official

or when he’d catch you staring, only you were ‘just friends’ at the time

he’d give you an: ‘enjoying the view, babe?’

just to be a flirt

but i think he’d still flirt with you in the relationship too

as if he was still trying to impress you or get your attention

it worked

sometimes he’d use ones like sweet girl

sweetheart

angel

princess

it depends on his mood

no matter his mood though, he loves physical touch

at some point it becomes subconscious, it’s just natural

his hand in your back pocket

or he hooks his thumb through the belt loop of your jeans

whenever you two are waiting in line somewhere he’ll have an arm around your shoulders

pressing kisses into your hair every few seconds minutes

he’d always want you on his lap when y’all are sitting

his arms would be hugging you from behind

sometimes tickling your sides to let you know you’re moving a little too much

nose kisses

cheek kisses

forehead kisses

neck kisses

kisses anywhere if he can’t access your lips at the moment

cuddles ALLLLL the time

no matter what

when y’all are laying down he loves to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck, resting his hand on your boob

he’d definitely switch so they can both be warm

he’d love to give you little back massages

especially after you’ve had a long day at work and he can see the exhaustion and discomfort on your face

sometimes he’d have a bubble bath running for you by the time you got home

i can see him borrowing some fancy scented bubbles he thinks you’d like

and it’s a plus because you’re always too tired to question where he even got them

after all he does have a bad habit of stealing

he does save up some money to shop for you every now and then but…

where’s the fun in that??

apparently none, if you asked him

if you admired something you saw then not even a few days later you’d see it in your bedroom

after a while you confronted jj about it because it couldn’t be your imagination right?

you swore you were hallucinating

“jj? where did this come from?”

“where did what come from my dear?”

the ‘my dear’ let you know he was up to something

he was definitely sweet talking you

“this lemon lavender scented candle. where did it come from?” you questioned.

silence.

your folded your arms across your chest as his eyes scattered, taking off his baseball cap and running a hand through his hair to cover it up

“i may have borrowed it from the store.” he shrugged, biting a smirk back.

“jj! borrowed it? are you serious?”

“but you love it right!?” he exclaimed, trying to justify his actions.

“i mean… yeah i love it. but now it doesn’t smell as good knowing that it’s stolen.”

“well, i would say return it… but i don’t have a receipt.” he quipped.

“oh my god, stop it right now.”

the more it happened the more convincing he became

always telling you it was on his conscience and not yours

but he made a point that he used his ‘borrowing method’ for the little stuff so he could save up for the big stuff

the big stuff being your very own boat together

you opened a savings account and felt more excited each time you made a deposit, getting closer and closer to your target

but one day he woke you up really really early

like literally the ass crack of dawn

blindfolded you and led you outside, onto a dock

and when he removed the blindfold for you

you couldn’t even believe it

you had to touch something to make sure you weren’t dreaming

and you weren’t

jj bought the boat.

all on his own, without taking a single penny from you

it floated there on the water, with a tiny red bow on it

like one you would receive on a birthday gift

you thought he was absolutely insane

but you were beyond happy

neither of you stopped smiling for days

ok back to his shenanigans

the longer you were together the more you pushed the boundaries of your comfort zone

you hardly even realized it until you really thought back to life before jj

but loving jj meant feeling strongly about what happened in his life too

and getting just as pissed as he was during a pogues vs kooks battle

if it came down to it, jj would definitely rip rafe’s ‘prepubescent face’ off for you

he doesn’t play around

but neither do you

and the outdoor movie was the last straw

when kelce held jj back so rafe could punch him in the face

you jumped on rafe’s back and unleashed all of your anger

he had bruises and scratches for weeks

jj was so proud

and he definitely showed you how much when you got home

and just before you left, you keyed rafe’s truck

sorry not sorry

anyways

if you wore makeup he’d learn how to do it

because when you have something to get ready for, from his pov it takes forever

and that’s time he could be spending with you right?

but this boy paid ATTENTION

once, you walked in on him watching a video

he closed that laptop lid so damn fast you thought it was porn

but it wasn’t, and as soon as you opened the lid back up

your favorite beauty guru came up on the screen, the video at least 25 minutes in already

and in the suggestions, most of the others were watched already

jj was not ready to be caught

he just wanted you to be amazed by his newfound talent

and you were amazed either way honestly

he asked if he could paint your nails for you one day

and once he got past the smell of the polish he was fine

eyes narrowing to make sure he stayed on the nail

and as he got better and better he insisted on giving you a whole manicure

so who needs a nail tech when you have jj maybank?

he’d 100% teach you how to surf

because john b said that jj is the best surfer he knows, he used that title on you many times

especially when you were getting nervous and needed some reassuring that you could trust his word

“i’m the best goddamn surfer on this island, y/n, you’re in the best hands. plus, would i ever let anything happen to you?”

the look in his eyes made your legs feel like they would turn to jello

you swore you fell in love all over again

he’d swear on giving you a kiss every time you did good

or every time you missed the wave

or fell

so pretty much on every try it didn’t matter the outcome

post beach showers are always the best

he’ll wash your body and your hair for you

massaging your legs when you feel tired and sore after and you’re literally about to fall asleep right there

he doesn’t care

he’s still mumbling sweet nothings to you

“why don’t you come lie down, jj?”

“just relax beautiful, close your eyes, get some rest for me, okay?”

it wasn’t long before your breathing slowed and jj heard light snores

he smiled, kissing your forehead before climbing in bed next to you

knowing you were at peace brought him peace too

and maybe he didn’t say it, but you could always tell

his energy was much calmer when he was with you

his friends noticed also, only bringing it up when he would say something about one of them being soft for their partners

“says the biggest simp on earth.” john b would retort.

jj liked to act so tough

and when he opened up to you it was almost relieving to know he trusted you with such a private part of his life

you were his safe haven

and there was no denying it

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