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softcarebears · 4 months ago

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pookers i already have an update!!!

ok ok so violet and june went and confronted pinkie abt being jelly of me. they didn’t ask abt her having a crush on me or bbsf tho bc they didn’t wanna make it awkward when there’s a possibility that i share 4 of my classes w/ her and bc bbsf and cowgirl aren’t in california and y’know it would be kinda fucked to come back from vacation and ur friends r avoiding each other

but at least we do know that apparently pinkie is in fact jealous of me and june actually like sent me a list of things she said she was jelly of so let’s go

my height and weight, i’m 5’7 (~170m) and weigh 122lbs (~55k). according to pinkie i’m “stunningly perfect”, which i like the compliment but like u don’t gotta be a dick abt it

the fact that i can slightly speak spanish, i’m from such a heavy spanish speaking area that like the ads on social media r in spanish and the school i used to go had many kids that couldn’t speak english, and 2 of my bsfs r latina which led to me being able to speak spanish pretty well, issue is, i can hardly speak spanish anymore bc i don’t use it often, but u know who does speak spanish? pinkie, true she’s not fluent either but she’s better than i am so no clue why she’s cares abt that

my clothes were a pretty big one too, pinkie actually told me herself like back in 2022 that she wanted to start dressing like me more and her xmas list was filled w/ mini skirts, crop tops and corsets (i don’t wear corsets btw) but i honestly just thought it was cuz there’s this on running joke that the ppl in our friend group just would eventually become like me bc they started using the slang that i used and everyone was suddenly on pinterest a lot more cuz of me, so i just thought it was a part of that joke, but no, it was true. i dress in a mix of y2k based genres like emo and mcbling, along w/ a general y2k style and i also wear a lot of just trending stuff ie off the shoulder shirts and stuff. my wardrobe is mainly tank tops, tube tops, off the shoulder shirts, generally low cut tops, mini skirts, short shorts, parachute/cargo pants and then a bunch of oversized hoodies. so i’m just kinda revealing aside from a couple articles of clothing and i vividly remember back in 2023 when she said that even though it was cute that she could never wear my clothes and even just a couple months ago she called the outfit that one of my bsfs sense fucking 2018 was slutty, BUT ME AND HER WERE MATCHING (and btw the outfit was just a crop top w/ an oversized zipped up hoodie over it, jean shorts and sneakers.) so she called me a slut but then like 2 weeks later she literally started copying my outfits, which yk i didn’t really notice, like i said a lot of my clothes r pretty trendy. but when violet and june were talking to pinkie, she literally said that she started copying me, which is just so dumb

the by far and away biggest reason though was my friends. you’ve seen some of the photos but that’s not even close to like all my friends. i would say on average the amount of ppl i would hang out w/ during lunch was around 12-20 different kids from all 3 grades, sometimes i would be hanging out w/ around 40 kids out of a school of 147 kids so it’s obviously a lot. and compared to pinkie’s group of around 4-6 ppl who were all in the same grade, and only one not being in the same class. so like i do definitely get the fact that she’s jelly of the just sheer amount of ppl that i’m friends w/. pinkie said that the amount wasn’t even the main problem, it was what we did. pinkie’s group would just sit around at a lunch table on their phones for the entire lunch time. whereas me and my friends would be having our friend’s mom drop off energy drinks for us and then smuggle them into class. we would do tiktok dances and play sports, we would just go hang out in random places, we would see how many chairs we could climb, sneak into places we shouldn’t have been in, have fights that just involved who could smack the most asses of the other ppl in in the group (consent was given), we would have endless slushies and doritos, we would get in-n-out delivered, water balloon fights, bubble fights, food fights, use bbsf’s speaker to just blast random music across campus, started a side hustle of doing ppls’ homework for a fee bc i have the amazing skill of being able to perfectly copy other’s handwriting. hell sometimes we would just go on the lawn in bikinis and tan just bc the staff didn’t care as long as we changed back before class started. so i get why she was jealous of us, that’s actually why me and bbsf left that group in the first place, they would sit around on their phones screaming and never wanted to actually do anything so we just went to hang out w/ our other friends. but what i honestly find funny is that all of my other friends liked pinkie until she started trying to be like me, cuz it wasn’t just my clothes, it was my makeup and hobbies she tried to copy too. along w/ her shit talking everyone in the group (calling all of the guys disgusting and calling the girls either sluts or saying they were “just using me” even tho i’d known all of them at least twice as long as her) so they were all fine w/ her hanging out w/ us, hell we invited her multiple times to join but she refused so it’s so strange that she’s just complaining abt something that was originally fine BEFORE she started pulling shit

this is just the random things that honestly make no sense really for her to be jealous of. she was jelly i was MENTALLY ILL, yes, that’s right, she’s upset that i have “aesthetic illnesses” bc ocd, ptsd, bpd and ana r so aesthetic. she was jelly of the fact that i come from a shitty place, i mentioned that she was kinda strange abt my background but i think u need her background too. pinkie is an upper middle class white girl, with happily married parents and a sister 2 years younger than her (violet), despite me saying that her parents r strict, violet actually told me that they’re not, pinkie just uses them as an excuse for when she forgot about something and didn’t want to admit to forgetting. now to remind you of my past. lower class mixed girl, i also have a different dad than my siblings, my mom getting pregnant w/ my sister during high school to her ex bf, getting w/ my dad a year later, marring him for around 7 years before getting divorced (i was 5 at the time, my half sister was 10) and then when i was 12 my mom got back w/ her ex bf and had my brother. so we have a little lazy rich girl being jealous of a girl who had to basically raise herself, and who had to start working incredibly young just to be able to have a little bit of pocket change for something from the dollar store. sure i party a lot, but that’s not the thing that pinkie was fixed on, it was my “interesting past” as she said apparently.

so anyways, i probably won’t be seeing pinkie until august 5th for orientation and then i officially start school w/ her august 8th so i’ll let u know if shit hits the fan even worse

in all honesty and fairness pinkie should go fuck herself...istg...

dakotahcore:

and i thought i was the main yapper of the duo turns out its you lol😭this essay longer than my dick...(yes i know i actually don't have a dick💀)

but i do love your yapping babybread... ᨳᥩ ᪲◞ ◟)𑁬

me and you making out on the kitchen counter fr😭/ j

also i would like to oddly point something out...

YOUR SCHOOL ALLOWS Y'ALL TO TAN IN BIKINIS ON THE CAMPUS?!?!??!?!....

huh

america very weird huh...

#peachie asks🍑#ask box #asks

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golbrocklovely · 2 years ago

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the nine books i read this year (part two)

this is a continuation of my review on the books i've read this past year. first half is here, 1-4. and this will be 5-9.

continuing on…

I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy

i cannot sing enough praises for this autobiography. i'm not the type to read books like this. i've never been interested in auto/biographies, it's just not the type of books i'm into. but this book…. dear lord, i wanted to put it down bc of how fucked up it was, but i couldn't. i just had to keep reading.

i cried a bunch, so… in case you needed to know.

but i seriously recommend this book to anyone that is curious about it. find a library, buy a copy, do whatever you need to do to get your hands on this book. it was written fantastically . i was never bored while reading, mostly bc the events that occur are that fucked up but also bc it was just written so entertainingly. super dark, but with a lot of dark comedy in it. if you have never been interested in reading autobiographies, this one will make you interested.

also… i'm glad her mom is dead too.

Rating: 5/5

The Sweetest Oblivion by Danielle Lori

this was one of two audiobooks i got this year. so i got a free subscription to audible for a month and got paradise island by snc. then i accidentally kept the subscription for another month, and got another free credit and so i ended up getting this one. idk why, but the way i found this book was by this meme i saved:

and at the very bottom is the book. all the other ones kinda look like books you would find at a checkout line of cvs so… that's kinda why i picked this one instead lol

found out it was a mafia story. was intrigued bc i've never read one before.

safe to say it, i don't like mafia stories. or at least this one.

i think the reason overall why i didn't love this story was bc i'm just not into amoral characters as love interests. like within the first couple pages, the love interest shoots someone in the head. and that's not the only time someone dies in this story. so it was just like… ehh, i don't love that and it would just kinda pull me out of it. i think when it comes to vampire stories, i can remove the parts where ppl die bc it's a fantasy novel. or usually they try to have a redemption arc for the character that used to kill. but in a mafia story, the mafia still exists. that's not that far removed from what happens currently. hell, my dad went to school with philly mafia members. it's not that far away from real life for me, if that makes any sense.

that's not to say i know any mafia ppl. but you get my idea, right? vampires aren't real, so when they kill it's slightly more forgivable compared to a human that could actually exist currently. also there is no redemption arc for this main guy character. he still kills and is still part of the mafia by the end of the story. to have a redemption arc, he would have to be completely removed from the story and the main conflict which is the two families coming together. aka not be in the story at all lol

i will say tho, the sex in this story… pretty spicy. and that meme wasn't wrong about him being obsessed with her. as you can see, i enjoy a story with an obsessive/jealous guy. i'm not gonna unpack that, but just know i enjoyed those parts of the story.

OH there was one part i didn't like. i kinda have to give away some key details so if you want to skip the rest of the this review for this story feel free. i'll put the spolier parts in red.

so, the main girl character is seen as a once good girl now black sheep of her family, but only bc she slept with a guy that wasn't chosen by her family. she lost her virginity to this guy. this guy ends up getting killed by her family bc of him sleeping with her. mind you, he didn't know she was mafia or anyhting. so the whole time the family and other ppl that are mafia members treat her like she's a slut bc she slept with ONE fucking dude. like her dad literally won't give her to the main love interest bc he sees her as damaged goods for the most part. and she feels so much shame in the story for sleeping WITH ONE FUCKING DUDE. and then on top of that, the guys are allowed and expected to sleep with whoever they want once they are married but the women… no. idk if this is true to actual mafia shit or not, but either way…. fucking gross and i hated it :)

overall, the story itself was fine. the sex scenes were good but not that many. also i came to the realization that i can't listen to audiobooks without physically reading the story along with it. thank god you can search pretty much any story and add pdf at the end and find it online lol

just realized i never said anything about the voice acting. uh, it was fine. i liked the girl actor more than the guy. it felt like his volume on his mic was super low compared to hers. also it was kinda funny the way she would read his voice and then when it would flip to his and he sounded nothing like her. but i don't think this made the story any better. and i also realized i don't like ppl reading out sex scenes to me bc it makes me very uncomfortable lol

Rating: 3.5/5 Voice Acting: 4/5

The Rescue by Nicholas Sparks

i've never read a nicholas sparks book before, so this is my first journey into his works. i've seen most of the movie adaptations of his novels, so i figured i probably would enjoy it. i love a good actual romance novel from time to time.

and i thoroughly enjoy this one.

this is one of the few books i read this year that i didn't sit down and read in one whole day. i started this when i began overnights at work, bc i was taking 30 min breaks and had nothing else to do, so i read this within a couple weeks. it was a bit of slow starter, and also the "main conflict" (but also not really the main conflict) happened within the first two/three chapters and i was a bit concerned that this book was just gonna be a slow burn or something or like… what else is gonna be the main problem if not that? but, surprisingly, i liked the story.

the ending: caught me by surprise and i cried my fucking eyes out. it's was both a happy cry and a sad cry. could it be bc my period was coming? yes. but the ending was really good. happy and sad. a nice a combo. a good gut punch, if you will.

i definitely need to pick up another one of his novels next time i'm in target lol

Rating: 4/5

Killer Content by Kiley Roache

so in the previous part of my review, i said "it was nice to hear a 17 year old talk like a 17 year old and not a 26+ year old trying to write like high schoolers."

and what i meant by that is this book.

found this book at work, picked it up bc i liked the idea of it: picture a tiktok house, but someone gets murdered in it. and it's one of the ppl that live in the house that did. and now clues are being mysteriously posted on their tiktok page but no one knows who's doing it.

sounds fun, right?

and it was for the most part. i love me a whodunit/murder mystery. but… i feel like at times this book was either extremely too slow or way too fucking fast.

also, almost every character in this story is unlikeable, but also knows that they are. it's very weird. bc there would be moments where these literal teenagers would be self aware enough to realize that "this la lifestyle is not good for me, i'm living a lie, i'm pretending to be something i'm not to entertain ppl online, online culture is garbage ect ect", but then would immediately almost on a dime turn back into their persona.

so… which one is it? do they know they're a pawn, or do they not care enough? bc i get giving them self awareness to a degree, but you can't give them full self awareness and then have them turn around and go back as if they didn't just have this full on monologue in their head.

also, very early on into the story when the murder takes place, you can tell that at least three or so of the ppl that live in the house couldn't have done bc they weren't near the person who died or where it took place at. so that already cuts out half the house. i mean sure, you could play it up that maybe they are in on it, but didn't physical kill, but that really doesn't happen at all in the story.

also the killer was kinda easy to figure out almost instantly. but i don't mind the obvious choice. i think that's fine bc it's interesting to see how the characters react to slowly finding out what we already know or assume.

the one part i didn't particular like was how the killer gets their own pov about half way thru the book or maybe like 75% of the way. like, i get giving them a pov (bc every character gets one) but why are you giving it away so easily?? if she had waited until they all figured out who it was, and then jump back to the killer and let them explain their plan and why they decided to do this, then it would have been more interesting imo. also, towards the end, when they confront the killer, the killer ALMOST INSTANTLY falls and gives in and starts explaining why they did it. like, with little to no pressure. i'm sorry, but not even a couple pages before, the character was saying "oh this person will be my downfall, i gotta be strong around them so they don't see thru my facade" and then instantly fall apart in front of them with just one question????? no, sorry. i get foreshadowing but like that's too on the nose lol

Rating: very soft 3/5

Paradise Island by Sam and Colby

wouldn't you believe that i started this book, this rereading, at the beginning of the year but didn't finish it until the 31st? the only reason that happened, tbh, is bc i already know how this book was gonna go and just felt like "i'll get to it when i get to it".

way to wait until almost the stroke of midnight there, angelica lol

anyway, the reason why i reread this book was bc the audiobook came out for it. and i was genuinely curious to see how it sounded. tbh i don't listen to audiobooks, mostly bc if i don't have a physically copy i just won't pay attention. but with this one i did so it was easy to follow along.

i know earlier this past year i wrote out my reactions as i was listening to the book but i'll just reiterate them here.

first off, i feel like the person that was reading colby's should have actually been reading sam's and vice versa. i just felt like his natural speaking voice was ""closer"" to colby's rather than sam's.

overall the voice acting/reading was fun. they must have both gotten notes on how to make the boys sound and it was funny bc i don't think any of them really sounded like the boys, but that was fine. god even knows if these ppl know that snc actually exist or not.

colby sounded a bit like a pissed off dude bro, but i'm not mad about that. sam was really sing-songy with a lot of his dialogue. nate was extremely enthusiastic about anything he said. and alex…. idk why they made his voice both super low (to the point that both guys sounded like they were struggling) and slightly southern at times but… okay sksks

georgia's voice was fine for two dudes trying to sound like an older lady. and trey was about what i would assume he would sound like.

also, ngl, towards the end when they almost get sacrificed, i weirdly teared up reading colby saying he loved sam. idk why that happened, i literally knew it was gonna happen, but it still made me a bit emotional.

Rating: 3.5/5 Voice Acting: 4/5 bc it was funny

IN CONCUSION: i read mostly good books this year, which highkey is a good thing especially with how many of them i bought with my own money. i think this also shows that i'm just a simple gal: you write something i enjoy for the most part, i'm gonna rate it a 3/5 at the very least. pretty much every book i read i recommend, maybe minus belle morte and sweetest oblivion but even those weren't that bad. i already have a couple books lined up to read this year (in case you're curious):

midnight sun by stephanie meyer (which i'm about 40% done, give or take), the outsider by stephen king, spoiler alert by olivia dade (idk if i'm actually gonna finish reading it tbh even tho i'm 50% done with it, but we shall see), good girl, bad blood and as good as dead by holly jackson.

that's already five books and god knows there will be plenty more that i'll come across in the next couple months. also there's definitely more in my room that i haven't read that have been just sitting around so hopefully i get to those soon.

i really do hope that this coming year i can actually get to 12. i was surprised i got to 9, but i hope to meet my goal this year. and then maybe at some point i'll go above and beyond, but for now i'll settle on at least 1 a month lol

#personal #text #sam and colby #book review

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adezahnae · 4 years ago

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While Mommy’s on a Little Trip (Part 1)

A/N: SURPRISE!! YOU LIKED THE DRABBLES SO I MADE A 4-PART SMUT VERSION OF DILF!STEPDAD!MATHTEACHER!JAEHYUN!! WOOO🥳

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 2.5 | Part 3 | Part 4

Warnings: Smut, fingering, secrets, cheating, masturbation, family affair stepdaughter!reader x dilf!stepdad!mathteacher!jaehyun

Tagged Ppl: @softieekayy @seungmoomin @keeach @seoyutayong @whoreforshuaaa

Your POV

“Okay, study for your test that is tomorrow. Some of you can’t afford to fail, knowing who grades are slipping.” Mr. Jung said. The class groaned as they closed their books. “Mr. Jung! Math is too hard! Can you tutor me?” A female student asked as she flattered her eyebrows. “No and don’t do that, you look like there something stuck in your eye.” Mr. Jung said. The girl blushed of embarrassment and looked away.

“Could you help me with the test, Y/n?” One of the boys asked me. “Why?” I asked trying to pay attention to Mr. Jung. “Because that’s your dad??” He said. “And please don’t ask my daughter for help on the test thank you.” Mr. Jung announced. I snickered as the boy huffed and sat back in his chair.

After class was over, it was lunch time and students were gathering their things. “Thank you everyone, please study for your test. Y/n let’s go and get lunch.” Mr. Jung said. All the girls whined and groaned as I went up to his desk and waited for him to finish getting his things together. “Mr. Jung! Why can’t you just let her stay here? She doesn’t need to be by your side all the time!” A girl exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes. “Last time I did that when a test was approaching, you all used her for answers and it’s not happening again. My little princess was exhausted by the end of the day.” He said as he ruffled my hair. My legs rubbed together at the nickname ‘princess’. I gulped and hid my blushing face. All of the other students left the classroom leaving me and Mr. Jung alone.

“I saw that.” He said. “What?” I asked looking up at him. “The way your legs rubbed together when I called you princess.” He smirked. I slightly pushed him, embarrassed. “Let’s go, I’m hungry.” I mumbled. He laughed and picked up his keys. “Come on let’s go.” He said.

As we were walking down the halls of the school, Mr. Jung got a message. “Who’s that?” I asked. “Your mom. She said she has to tell us something when we get home.” He said texting her back. I nodded and continued to walk. I heard him chuckle at something. “What is it?” I asked. “Nothing, just your mom.” He replied. I looked at him with disgust. “Ew..she must’ve sent you a picture.” I said. He looked over at me. “Is my baby girl jealous?” He cooed.

By this time we were out of the school and at the car. I got in the car. “Whatever...” I said. He got in as well. “Aww sweetheart, you know you’re the only I really wanna look at.” He said giving me a kiss on the forehead, making me smile. “Now say ‘daddy loves me’” he said. I giggled. “Daddy loves me.” He smirked. “That’s my good girl.” He replied cranking up the car and pulling off.

By this time, school has ended and we are on our way back home. When we arrived through the front door, our mom was standing there with a big smile on her face. “Come in! I got dinner ready.” She said as she walked in the kitchen. Me and Mr. Jung looked at each other then put our stuff down and following her.

“What is it babe?” Mr Jung said, giving my mom a kiss on the lips. I cringed and looked away. Mom sat on one side of the table while me and Mr. Jung sat on the other. “So what’s the news mom?” I asked. “I’m going on a business trip for a week.” She announced.

“What?” I asked. “Yup, and you will be here with your dad.” She said looking at Mr. Jung. He smiled at her. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she is safe.” Mr Jung said looking at me. “Good, I’m leaving tomorrow morning. It’s Thursday so I’ll be back next Thursday.” She said. I nodded and ate more of my food. “I hope you behave yourself for this entire week.” Her voice was stern. “Oh she will...I’ll make sure of that.” Mr. Jung said looking at me.

His hand slipped on my thigh and moved it up and down. I looked back at him to see him smirking. His hand separated my thighs, making my legs open. He moved my underwear to the side and pushed in a finger, while eating his food. I widened my eyes stuffing food down my mouth.

My mom’s phone started to ring. “Oh hold on! It’s my boss. I’ll be back guys.” She said as she rushed out the room. I made sure she was out of the room and dropped my fork, groaning. “Shh, princess.” He mumbled as he started to kiss my neck. I bit my lip, trying to keep my sounds down. He sped up his pace while gripping my breast. “D-Daddy...” I gasped. “Shhh....” He whispered again. I grabbed his wrist. “I-I’m c-close...” I whimpered.

Just then, my mom came back in, making him pull away just in time. “Okay guys, now, where were we?” My asked sitting back down. “On making sure Y/n behaves herself.” He answered. I looked over at Mr. Jung. He had a smirk on his face. He planned this...damn tease...

“Jae...oh yes..” I heard my mom moan. “You like that, huh?” He says back. I heard a smack to her butt, making her groan. “Yessss!! Oh Jae yes!!” She moans again. I let out a huff and turned over, feeling jealous. I grabbed my phone and went to the camera app. I took my clothes off and got out of bed. I cut on my red lights in my room and pressed the record button.

I filmed my upper body and then down to my lower half. I used my fingers to tease my clit and entrance. I pushed a finger inside gasping. I added another and groaned. I sped up my pace and yelped out his name. “Daddy...Oh Mr Jung...I need you..” I whispered. “I want you so bad...” I whispered some more.

I then reached my high. “Daddy! Oh please! It feels so good!” I yelped out, riding out my climax. I finished and cleaned off my fingers. I sent the video to Mr. Jung and went to go and shower. After I was done, my phone went off. I opened the message, seeing it was from Mr. Jung.

Daddy🤤❤️: “You’re lucky Daddy’s phone was off or else you would’ve been in more trouble than you already are, Princess...”

“I’m sorry Daddy, I just wanted you...”

Daddy🤤❤️: “You’re gonna have me alright, you just wait until your mom is gone. Your ass is mine..”

I gulped at the last sentence but in a good way. I got in bed and thought of all the things Mr. Jung would do to me.

#jaehyun nct #nct #nct 127 #nct 127 smut #nct smut #nct x reader #jaehyun smut #jaehyun

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lnarizakis · 5 years ago

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a two-player game (2 lives left!) | k. kenma

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2 lives left! | a two-player game: kozume kenma x f! reader

STATISTICS

PLAYER ONE: KOZUME KENMA.

SHOCK: — — — — — 5/5

OBLIVIOUSNESS: — — — 3/5

ADVICE-GIVING: — — — — 4/5

FRIENDLINESS: — — — 3/5

IN LOVE: — — — — — 5/5

PLAYER TWO: (L/N) (Y/N).

SHOCK: — 1/5

OBLIVIOUSNESS: — — — — 4/5

ADVICE-GIVING: — — — 3/5

FRIENDLINESS: — — — — — 5/5

IN LOVE: — — — — — 5/5

(U/N): hello? u still there?

(U/N): hellooooo

(U/N): afk much? haha

(U/N): u didnt finish what u were sYing\

Kenma stared at his screen, wondering what he should say. His mind wandered, thinking about the fact that (Y/N) was somewhere out there, in the comforts of her own home, sitting and playing the same game he was playing. He thought about how she was probably sitting cross-legged, or slouched, or her back completely straight as she probably wore headphones over her ears, or earbuds tucked in the confines of her ears, or blasted the game soundtrack through the speakers of her computer. Kenma sighed, as he slouched back in his chair. A blush crept over his face. He was talking to his crush over a video game. It was practically like texting her. Kenma began to type once more.

applepi: yea im still here

applepi: so abt my crush

No, no, no! What was he doing? He couldn’t possibly tell his crush about his crush! Why? Why would he do that?! He immediately typed in a “never mind.” Despite some protests from the other person, the two pretended to forget that ever happened.

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All throughout the weekend, Kenma sulked and sulked. There was no particular reason, but he just felt so uncomfortable knowing that he told his crush that he had a crush on someone. There was also the factor that (Y/N) didn’t seem quite interested in what he had to say about his predicament, unlike past times where he could talk about anything he wanted and she would gladly contribute all she had to offer to help the poor boy out.

And so the terrible weekend had ended. It was a nice break for Kenma, being away from everything and everyone; he immersed himself in the virtual world as he let go of all of his worries. But now he had to face reality once more - he had to face (Y/N), the terrible final boss. He had so many more enemies he had to defeat (his teammates, according to Kenma), but the powerful weapon of ignoring them always beat them in the end.

He wanted to stay in his bad mood for the entire school day. It was his plan, and it was a really good plan, but (Y/N) just had to ruin it.

Kenma sat at his desk in his classroom that morning they returned from the weekend. He stared at the nothingness that lay before him on his desk until he heard the sweet sound of (Y/N)’s voice when she came through the door to the classroom. He heard her laugh as she greeted those around her a good morning. He relished in the music as she walked towards her desk.

“Good morning, Kenma-kun!” (Y/N) chirped, as she sat down. Kenma jumped at the sudden words, and he felt warmth everywhere, especially in his cheeks. He smiled at the sound of her greeting, and said one back. God, no one could make him feel the way she makes him feel when he’s around her. He took a deep breath, knowing that his unrequited love consumed his whole heart. Ah, if he were only as smooth as Kuroo was and knew his way with words.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

Kenma frowned; from a mile away, one could tell he was clearly in a bad mood. He hung his head down low, as he was reminded of (Y/N)’s date last weekend.

“Kenma-kun, are you okay? Is there something wrong?” (Y/N) asked, her voice laced with concern. Her eyes studied his face, discontentment written all over it. She wondered what she should do; if only she could consult applepi in this situation. The setter faced (Y/N) and he smiled.

“Ah, it’s nothing, (Y/N)-san, please don’t worry,” he murmured, hoping that she would get the feeling that he would like to be left alone.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

And so for the rest of the time they sat next to each other during class, (Y/N) thought about everything that applepi had advised her to do with every problem that she had:

(U/N): help!!! i cant decide between buying a sword or a dagger from this shopkeeper

applepi: hm get a sword bc u will get more gold out of the enemy

—

(U/N): theres this one friend i have & i feel like she rlly hates me??/?

applepi: are you only focusing on the small details?

applepi: look at the big picture & notice her behavior around u,

applepi: is it different from when shes around other ppl?

—

(U/N): do u think its weird that talking to u feels like an escape from reality?

applepi: no i feel the same.

applepi: i think that talking to someone u barely know is a good way to let loose bc they dont know who u r

—

(U/N): how do you get rid of the feeling of missing someone?

applepi: i talk to them thru text as if they were sitting right next to me

applepi: like how im talking to u right now

...

(Y/N) looked down at her notes to see that she had written nothing compared to all the complicated words written on the blackboard. She had been staring at the blackboard daydreaming about how she had fallen in love with her internet best friend. (Y/N) thought it was silly, really; it was stupid how she had fallen in love over text on a screen. But those words, all of those words that some guy out there named “applepi” had accompanied her throughout her best and her worst times. She could stay up all night to see them up as well, fighting away enemies to clear the level. From in-game items to wise words of advice, (Y/N) owed so much to this person.

And Kenma had no idea that his crush liked him back.

+1 OBLIVIOUSNESS!

—

(Y/N) was a very friendly person; everybody in the volleyball club could see that. It seemed to Kenma, of course, that (Y/N) was the friendliest with Kuroo Tetsuro, the captain. All throughout practice they would constantly make jokes with each other, teasing and pushing each other around. It hurt Kenma; it really did. But (Y/N) did not know that.

In fact, after that dreaded date over the weekend, (Y/N) and Kuroo promised to each other that they would not go out on a second date. They realized that they were better off as friends, for Kuroo could sense in (Y/N)’s eyes and her words that she had the ability to break Kenma out of his shell, even further than Hinata had done. She also told off Kuroo, telling him that she couldn’t date someone who had such weird bed-head hair, much to his disdain. He couldn’t get rid of it! And besides… she already had someone in her heart.

But the point of the matter is: Kenma was taking this completely the wrong way. He watched with jealous eyes as Kuroo and (Y/N) shared playful banter. Her beautiful laugh rang in Kenma’s ears for all the wrong reasons.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

As they practiced serving, Kuroo used this as an opportunity to try out his jump serves. He was consistent, but the one time he hit it into the net, (Y/N), who was watching for stray balls, called out to him, teased him to no end. The other teammates laughed on, especially Haiba Lev, whose serves were just as bad. Kenma mentally cursed at Kuroo, for stealing away (Y/N). He could never possibly curse at him for real; everyone would be in shock at his sudden outburst and ask him what was wrong. (Y/N) would ask him what was wrong. And if that happened… he would freeze up and definitely lose another life.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

When they began practicing receiving, Taketora called out to Yaku to try out Karasuno’s libero’s “Rolling Thunder,” or whatever it was called, to which Kuroo made a sarcastic remark that Yaku could never pull off something as flashy as that. (Y/N) laughed, despite not knowing what the “Rolling Thunder” move was. Once again, Kenma mentally told off Kuroo to stop saying funny things that (Y/N) could laugh at. His jokes were the ones that made (Y/N) laugh; he knows this because she laughed at all the jokes he made over their chat in their video game.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

During their water break, Kuroo and (Y/N) played a little chasing game as she playfully refused to hand him his water bottle. She tossed his bottle to Taketora, who then threw it to Fukunaga, handing it over to Yaku. Kuroo chased the libero around, who passed it on to Inuoka. He gave a hearty laugh as he tossed it to Lev. Silly, clumsy Lev called out to Kenma as the tall boy threw it to Kenma, who with his slow reaction did not catch it in time. The lid of the bottle flew open, and water poured out everywhere. Everyone else watched in shock, but the initial shock passed by them as they all began laughing.

Kenma thought they were all laughing at him.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

The same ordeals continued even after the water break, and after a millennia later, the practice ended. Kenma, along with everyone else, helped clean up after practice. They also cleaned up the little water spill, which (Y/N) thanked Kenma for helping clean up.

Kenma changed his clothes in the club room. He was the only one inside, as Kuroo and (Y/N) were outside waiting for him. He could hear their laughter through the doors. Then they suddenly went silent. Kenma groaned, knowing that they were probably making out or something, as he buttoned his uniform back up.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

He opened the door, and to his surprise, Kuroo and (Y/N) were actually not exploring each others’ mouths with their tongues. Instead, he opened the door to see a smirking Kuroo and a very, very flustered (Y/N). She gasped slightly when she caught sight of Kenma and she turned her flustered face away from his prying eyes. Poor Kenma thought that he had accidentally caught them making out and they pulled away right as he opened the door.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

And so he walked away, leaving them in the dust.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

He thought he heard her call out, “Kenma-kun, wait!”

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

1 LIFE LEFT! FINAL LIFE!

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Kissing Out of Jealousy

NCT U + Yuta

‘Can I request a NCT U kissing you out of jealousy?’

A/N: I’m sure there’s already a reaction of this, but I’m here to add another :^) This is assuming you’re dating for some members, but for some you’re not dating, they like you- THIS IS LONG BTW!! [Kinda more like a mini drabble per each member]

** Language, some suggestive themes, but nothing explicit ** ik some ppl don't find jealousy cute so don't read if you not into that..

Taeil:

Taeil wasn’t the type to get jealous easily or behave pettily- Rather, he was just protective at times and would feel he’d have to interject to save you from situations... Whether you were feeling uncomfortable or not- Yet a part of your boyfriend also felt slightly neglected, a faithful dog waiting on the other side of the fence with it’s tail wagging at the sight of it’s owner, even though it’s owner was petting the neighbor’s cat.

He called out your name in the hopes of getting your attention as he watched you and Ten staring at your screens before nudging each other continuously with a laugh to show the other a recent entertaining Tweet. He was all for you bonding with the other boys, but he’d missed you this week and throughout the day constantly stuck by your side. Placing the bowl of steaming popcorn upon the coffee table, he took his seat beside you on the couch, hand patting around for the remote he’d dropped there moments before.

“OMG- You have to show that to Mark,” Ten gasped, covering his mouth to conceal his wicked grin as he looked at the meme you’d stumbled upon of Mark’s shorts.

“Let me see,” Taeil added, not wanting to miss out and curious as to what was so funny.

He leant in, eyes flickering to Ten as he watched the younger lean back into the couch, thumbs moving rapidly upon his screen. Taeil listened amusedly as he heard your small chuckle in his ear, a smile gracing his lips as he saw your screen before drawing back partially.

“You’re amused so easily,” he chuckled, nose nearly brushing your own as he leant nearer, a hand shooting to your waist to tickle you gently.

“Says you,” you squirmed with a bright smile.

Finally, his forehead rest upon your own, his antics stilling as he closed the gap between the two of you for a quick kiss. Embarrassed about kissing so openly with Ten by your side, you felt a blush creep upon your cheeks as you pulled away shyly. You could have sworn Taeil’s gaze jumped from your lips to your eyes to Ten before he closed the gap once more- You let out a muffled chuckle against his lips as your hands went to the front of his shirt to slow him down and steady yourself.

“Ew- God- Could you not?” Ten whined in disapproval, scooting away.

You could feel Taeil’s smile against your lips before he drew back, eyes as lively as ever.

Smothering you and being that cute couple to show off and make others wanna gag, but not let you think it’s a jealousy thing-

Taeyong:

Easily, one of the most jealous man you’d ever dated. He had his share of insecurities that make him question whether he’s worthy of love and attention, and an anxiety about losing the person he cherishes the most... So, seeing your interactions with your old classmates made him feel even more insecure in the moment. He’d had a stressful and busy week and hadn’t gotten to see you much, merely late calls that usually didn’t last long because he’d coax you to go to sleep early since you’re busy as well. Meeting a few of your old high school classmates, totally coincidentally at Gong Cha was all it took for him to have a small internal freak out. He already didn’t like that they were guys, even more so that they’d known you longer than he had technically... He felt excluded- He always wanted to be a part of every part of your life and have you in every part of his- To him your soulmates and he didn’t like feeling as though someone had a leg up on him in regards to you.

“You look great! Wow- It’s been a minute, but wow-” one of your old classmates gushed, stunned by how you’d matured and glowed up through the years spent apart.

You gave a small chuckle in return, “I’m surprised you recognized me-”

“I mean how could I forget (Y/n)?” he joked, gesturing towards you, followed by a few hums of the other classmates beside him.

You weren’t exactly sure what he meant by that- You didn’t think of yourself as too memorable of a person during high school. You’re boyfriend disliked it even more, a scowl etched into his features- He didn’t like not being in the know or what exactly the man meant.

“Well, it’s a small world I guess,” you wrapped up awkwardly, “It was nice to see you,” you added, able to feel Taeyong’s calculating gaze.

Sighing to yourself, you took a sip of your tea, inviting Taeyong to ask whatever he was going to ask.

“Were you popular in high school?”

“No,” you huffed, “Not really anyway- I’ve already told you about my high school- I wasn’t even friends with those guys... I can’t believe he recognized me.”

‘You’re just too pretty to be forgettable’ was what Taeyong had been thinking, but decided to keep it in. He could still feel their fleeting gazes glancing towards you as they sat down in laughter- He didn’t like that... What were they talking about? You? Were they laughing about you? Who knew what prude remarks they were making.

“I’d have dated her back in junior year if I knew she was gonna turn out like this-”

Feeling jealous, protective, and anxious he stood, causing you to look up at him, “Where are you going..?”

“Bathroom,” he informed before bending down, his hand coming to cradle your jaw as he sealed your lips together in a sweet kiss- Lips tasting of caramel.

Your lips followed his own as he drew back, swiping his thumb endearingly across your cheek before giving it a gentle pinch. You pulled your face from his grasp at the action, playfully pouting at your cup of tea as he left the table.

“I know right-”

The voices got louder as he approached.

“Could you keep your voices down?” he asked, yet it wasn’t really a question- His tone and gaze icy and curt before he brushed past their table to the restroom.

Yuta:

Tossing in jealous Yuta because that’s hot-

You didn’t have to be dating Nakamoto Yuta for him to feel as strongly as he did. He felt like you were already his, his sweet, his dear, his precious- And he wasn’t going to let the world or anyone else take that away from him. You loved him as a friend- The two of you had crossed the boundary of friendship a few times with late night kisses and drunken texts- But there was something about his possessive nature that made you hesitant to progress any further with him. Just being his friend you felt like a prisoner-

“I have to drop by my brothers’ dorm to give him back his battery pack-” you began, halting as you remembered.

“I’ll go with you,” Yuta chimed, slinging an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into him as his other hand pulled the drawstrings of the hoodie harshly, causing it to close around your face.

You stumbled into him mid-step as he did so, whining dramatically as your hands attempted to shove him aside.

“My brother doesn’t like you,” you interjected, pulling the hood free from your mess of hair as Yuta released you.

With a shrug he focused his attention on taming your hair, the action causing your face to heat.

“You shouldn’t go into the boys dorm alone,” he reprimanded, motherly as ever.

Jaehyun. Your brother’s roommate and soccer teammate of Yuta- was coming down the very path you were on the quad.

“Jaehyun!” you called out suddenly, happy to find a delivery man.

His eyes darted from his phone to you, his brows knitting together seconds later-

“Hey,” he began, slowly letting his gaze drift between the two of you before to your hoodie.

“Uh... Is that your hoodie?”

“I stole it from my brother- Don’t tell,” you chuckled.

Letting out a soft chuckle of amusement, Jaehyun shook his head, “That’s not your brother’s- That’s mine. I’d been looking for it all week-”

“Oh my God!” you gasped, dropping the tote bag from your shoulder, “I’m so sorry! I- It was on his side of the room... So I thought-”

“It’s fine,” he interjected, “It looks good on you-”

Yuta’s gaze narrowed at that remark and before he even had a moment to stop you, you were peeling off the hoodie and offering it to an astonished Jaehyun. You saw no issue with it, you were wearing a t-shirt underneath.

“I’m so so sorry! Also...” you began, picking up your bag, “Could you give this to my brother?”

“Sure-” Jaehyun nodded, scratching the nape of his neck as you pushed the goods into his hands before whipping around and grabbing the side of Yuta’s plaid jacket to bring him in tow with you-

“O my God... That was so embarrassing-” you rambled, feeling your face hot in embarrassment.

Suddenly, Yuta’s feet stopped moving, causing you to stop. He removed his phone from the pocket of his jacket before slipping it into his jeans, removing his coat.

“What are you doing?” you asked dumbly before catching on, “N-No, I’m not cold or anything-”

Silently, he draped it over your shoulders before his hands slid to the open front of it, grasping it before pulling you closer by the collar. His lips melded with your own, needy and passionate, jealousy brewing in his heart at even a simple encounter. His hands slid down to the zipper, zipping it quickly as he pulled away, your arms constricted, a smug expression on his face before he began walking again.

“H-Hey! GET THIS off me!” empty sleeves flopping by your sides as you hobbled after him.

The type to give you a little taste of his cold shoulder and reprimanding you for being careless [about making him jealous basically].

Kun:

Respectful and mature bub who wouldn’t do anything unless the two of you were dating, and for a while.

He couldn’t understand why Xioajun was so clingy towards you- I mean... He understood it in a sense since he was also in a way- But it was different. You were taken- Xiaojun should have taken a hint from him by now. Kun was constantly swooping in to interrupt the too of you, the hint of a small grin gracing his features each time to hide his unkindly thoughts towards the younger.

“Does Xiaojun bother you?” he questioned, watching as you pulled on your socks from the doorway of your bedroom, his shoulder resting against the frame.

“No?”

Cocking your head to the side, you couldn’t understand what Kun was hinting at or why he was asking.

“He’s always around you...”

“Yeah,” you chuckled, “We’re friends.”

You stood, ready to pass by your boyfriend and slip on your shoes by the doorway, yet he didn’t budge.

“Well...” he began, “I don’t want to sound ...clingy, but I don’t like it-”

“There’s nothing to worr-”

You were mid-roll of your eyes, when he cut you off, his warm hand enveloping around your own, “You’re mine, right?”

There was a hint of something swimming in his chocolate gaze, as if a saddened part of him needed reassurance.

“O-Of course,” you admitted, blushing to yourself from feeling caught off guard.

“Then I have a right to be like this,” he added, voice softer.

You open and shut your mouth dumbly, not sure what to say in response. Yes? He to a degree had a right to feel jealous- But... There was really no reason to be jealous over Xiaojun- Tugging your hand forward gently, he drew you to meet his lips, lilting his neck down. His kiss was delicate, lips plush and substantial, but movements gentle and loving. Your knees felt weak, as if it was your first kiss again.

“Don’t worry about it,” you nearly whispered as he drew back, “I’ll try to be mindful,” you added, referring to distancing yourself a bit so Kun wouldn’t get the wrong impression again.

“We’re going to be late...”

Doyoung:

You drew back to take a breath before your lips were smothered again, his nostrils flaring in anger and also the need for oxygen. You whined gently against his lips, attempting to pull back once more. You panted, out of breath before placing a hand on Doyoung’s chest to keep him at bay.

He leant back over the center console, resting his head back against the padded seat. Finished clicking in your seat belt you looked at him.

“When you dress like that,” he began, nodding forward, “guys get the wrong idea.”

“N-”

“Like thinking you’re single and something for them to ogle at,” he added, cutting you off, “You have no idea what kind of sleaze bags were looking at you and what they were thinking-”

His fox-like eyes flickered back to you, taking a moment to glance at the obvious cleavage you’d put on display.

“I dressed up for you- I just… I wanted to feel sexy and make you-”

“Make me what? Upset?”

“No! Proud to be with me- To be attractive to you…”

Raking a hand through his hair he let his gaze fall upon your own.

“Don’t you get it?” he began, jabbing the keys into the ignition, “You’re always attractive to me- I always want you- I’m always proud of you- But I want to be the only one to see.. You don’t deserve them looking at you like that and it makes me sick,” he trailed off, quickly casting his gaze forward as he pulled away from the curb.

You felt a tingle jolt along your spine at his words.

Ten:

He’d been giving you a snarky attitude all day; curt remarks and dismissive glances. Sighing for the final time as he pretended to ignore you, you let your tongue poke at your cheek in annoyance.

“Look at me,” you probed.

His fingers halted before smashing the pause button on his game, tossing the controller aside him on the sofa as he let out his own sigh, his gaze continuing to be fixed upon the TV screen.

“Why are you being like this?”

You hated how beautiful his profile was, the slope of his sharp nose and outline of his soft lips.

“Why won’t you even talk to me?” you added, raising your tone.

“If you want someone to talk to why don’t you ask Taeyong?” he quipped, voice laced with venom.

Huffing in exasperation, you let your hands fall to your hips.

“Are you serious?”

Finally… he turned his dark gaze towards you.

“Yeah,” he nearly shrugged, attitude as petty as ever.

“You’re such a child!” you shouted, unable to control your emotions as you stormed away, frustrated and wanting to cry.

He paused for a moment before standing.

“I’m childish?” he asked, tone brazen and perplexed.

You stopped, turning on your heel-

“Then what?” he questioned, “Is Taeyong the man?”

Before you could spit out a reply he grabbed onto your elbow.

“I’m the only man you should see,” he barked.

“You are my only man…” you murmured, hurt he thought otherwise.

Cupping your face, he pulled you into him, lips messily finding one other before passionately embracing.

Omg I hate this one…

Jaehyun:

Far enough. Was what Jaehyun had been thinking.

His jaw was set, his lips pursing each time his eyes narrowed slightly, causing one of his dimples to gently show.

Sure, it was Taeyong’s birthday, but that didn’t mean he had the right to flirt with you-

“Is that right?” you giggled, after listening to one of Taeyong’s stories.

Your fork idly toyed with the pasta in your dish as you gave Taeyong your attention. The rest of the lunch table seemed chatty, side for Jaehyun whom pouted by your side. His silence was slowly steeling your attention away from Taeyong as you began to worry.

“You’ll have to excuse me for a moment,” you interjected, glancing towards the bathroom.

Your plan was simple, take a break from Taeyong by using the restroom before retuning and turning to Jae to give your attention and ask what was up. As you stood Johnny began speaking to Taeyong, allowing you the perfect cover to escape. As you did, someone snagged you by your belt loop. Your forlorn boyfriend looking up at you with eyes you couldn’t place.

“Where are you going?”

“Bathroom,” you whispered, your brows furrowing in concern at his oddness.

He released you, standing himself to follow you.

“Why are you being so weird?” you inquired, rounding a corner with him.

“I’m jealous,” he admitted.

“Wh- How? What’s there to be jealous about?” you stumbled.

Instead of answering or explaining, he cornered you against the wall once the two of you were hidden from sight in the hall of the bathroom.

“Babe,” you began, your voice lowering.

Being under his gaze in such close quarters you felt trapped, trying to think of what he’d want to hear to be reassured. You bit your lip in thought. Warm lips clashed with your own, not too aggressive, nor gently. The breath that had gotten caught in your throat came out as a sigh against his lips as his hands slid from the wall on either side of your shoulders to your hips.

“We can’t do this here,” you nearly whispered, your lips brushing his own in temptation.

Ignoring you, his hasty lips met yours again, causing you to let out a small moan of protest.

“Oh- God-” Ten sputtered, shielding his eyes from the entrance of the hallway as he saw the two of you.

Your fist came in contact with Jae’s pec as he broke away from you.

...When you came back to the table you could feel everyone’s gaze upon the two of you, lowering your gaze in embarrassment as Jaehyun wore a smug grin.

Win:

Cold shoulders were never fun, especially when dealing with your best friend Sicheng. He sat several rows in front of you in the lecture hall instead of beside you, scrolling through his phone and clearly avoiding your texts. You bit your pen cap in annoyance as you stared at the back of his head.

“Maybe they broke up-”

It was a hushed whisper, but you were able to here it.

“Just go talk to her-”

Evidently Sicheng heard it too, his thumb having stopped scrolling and his ears perked.

“Hey,” a gentle voice said, taking the seat beside you.

“H-Hi,” you fumbled, baffled as to why Mark Lee was sitting next to you.

“This seat’s not taken, is it?”

“No,” you enunciated, making sure it was clearly loud enough for Sicheng to hear in an attempt to be petty.

“Cool- Well, uh, there’s this party at Alpha Delta Si later,” he began, “If you wanted to go, you could be my plus one- Honestly, we’ve had this class together all semester and I thought you were cute-”

You were flattered by his invitation, but frat parties weren’t really your scene.

Glancing over his shoulder at the encounter, Sicheng was caught by your gaze.

“Oh- Uh, I’ll have to think about it, parties like that aren’t really my thing-” you declined politely.

“O-Oh,” Mark nodded, retracting to his seat in thought as the professor entered.

The entire lesson you and Sicheng fumed with thoughts of each other, unable to concentrate. The lesson seemed to end in record time, not that you were paying attention.

“So, um, if parties aren’t your thing we could do something like uh... get ice cream, or-”

Once you’d stood to stuff your belongings in your bag, Mark was back at it again. However, your sleeve was yanked by the ever so thoughtful Sicheng, pulling you from the row and tugging you up the stairs of the lecture hall. You stumbled after him dumbly until he shoved the door open with such force you were scared for a moment.

“Stop-” you shot, pulling from his grip.

“Was I interrupting something?” he asked bitterly.

“What the fuck is your problem? I thought you-”

You could feel the gaze of several classmates in the hallway, feeling embarrassed. Behind you, Sicheng saw the door of the lecture hall swing open with none other than Mark and Jeno, his eyes narrowing as he caught Mark’s gaze. Swooping in, his hand clamped over your forearm to pull you to meet his lips, his blunt nails digging into your sweater. He was overwhelming, figure looming over your own, hasty lips pushing against your own, you felt lost in your shock.

Jungwoo:

“Let me up,” you huffed for what felt like the fifth time.

A hum of disapproval left the boy who’d constricted himself around you.

“Woo- I’ll be late for my shift...” you tried, sighing to yourself.

“Don’t go,” he murmured.

“I have to go- My supervisor will be mad if I’m late again...”

“Your supervisor,” he began, sitting up, his fluff of hair bouncing, unfit of his narrowing eyes, “I don’t like him.”

“It doesn’t matter if you like him or not-”

You struggled in his hold, but he draped a leg over your hips to bar your escape, hugging you closer.

“He’s creepy.”

“Yeah, he is,” you agreed with an airy chuckle, “But that doesn’t matter, I need to keep my wage-”

Rolling on top of you, you let out a whine under his weight. Cutely, he blew the hair out of your face, not daring to remove his hands from wrapped around you for fear of you escaping. You giggled and writhed at his actions, shaking the hair from your face. He plopped a soft kiss upon your lips, smothering your own before drawing back momentarily.

“Don’t go.”

His lips didn’t give yours time to spit out a retort, softly melding with yours with passion. Had it been any other day or any other occasion, you would have skipped whatever event there was to stay with him, but you couldn’t miss today... Shaking your head to shake his lips off your own, he groaned against your lips, unrelenting. You couldn’t help but let out a chuckle of anguish against his lips, following it with a low whine. He bit your lip in retaliation gently, shifting on top of you as you squealed and wiggled beneath him.

“You’re being childish,” you gasped, nostrils flaring with the need for air.

Lucas:

“Baby-”

Yukhei’s deep voice reverberated through your being as his lips brushed your ear.

“Why are you watching that?”

In your defense, you hadn’t searched for it, rather it was in your suggestions and you just so happened to be curious by the amount of views it had. A Doyoung, Boss focus cam- Nor were you expecting your friend-with-benefits to be up so early... He usually slept well past ten.

“I couldn’t sleep,” you partially lied.

“Do you like him?”

“Uh,” you stalled, glancing over your bare shoulder, “It’s not like I know him-”

“I mean,” he corrected, “Do you think he’s sexy?”

Your expression morphed into one of confusion at his most likely horny what-the-fuckery. If you said yes would he set up a threesome?

“Yeah.”

A warm hand slid over your bare arm, trailing to your shoulder before moving to your throat. He didn’t like that answer- Though the two of you weren’t official, he had real feelings for you- Which is why he called you baby, and told you to stay the night when you’d start searching for your clothes the night before...

“What about me?” he groaned gently.

Dropping your phone aside, you rolled over to your side, your hand going to his wrist to stop the growing pressure he applied.

“Yeah, you’re sexy,” you rolled your eyes, knowing he was immaturely jealous.

“Am I sexier?”

He drew you closer, his nose brushing against your own as he awaited your answer.

“I’m not sure,” you teased, withholding a giggled at how his eyes widened.

He let out a chuckle too, able to catch onto your teasing attitude.

“I must be since I’m the one with you and not him,” he muttered with a smile, rolling over on top.

His lips claimed your own in an arduously slow kiss, his hand fumbling to reach over and turn off your phone.

Mark:

Alone, in bed, on his phone- Mark’s evening was rather bland. He’d been on a call with you while you’d been getting ready to come over, content with just listening to your voice.

“Why do you take so long to get ready?” he questioned with a sigh, “Just come over already.”

“I have to look good,” you countered, “You said Johnny was home...”

And here it was, the recent reason for Mark’s despise of Johnny Suh, one of his closest friends.

“Bro- So what... You’re coming over to see me, not him-”

That was true-

“Yeah, but if I do see him-”

“Whatever, just hurry up,” Mark complained, his tone snappish as he hung up.

It was hard getting friend-zoned, let alone having the girl you like be into your best friend instead.

Fifteen minutes later you were checking your reflection on your phone before the door, collecting yourself before ringing the doorbell.

Answering it, Mark felt his heart clench- You looked ridiculously cute, glossy lips, curled lashes, slight wind-blown hair, and the oversized Puma hoodie you’ d bought last week to match your leggings. He wish you were getting all dolled up for him, causing a pang of jealousy to stab him.

“I’ll pay for delivery since you paid last time,” you remarked, stepping through the doorway to remove your shoes as your eyes searched for the giant of your affection.

Yet he was nowhere in sight... Making your way to Mark’s room with your bag, dropping it to his bed and plugging your phone into his charger. You heard the distinct sound of the refrigerator opening, bottles rattling- Perhaps it was Johnny. Turning on your heel, you planned upon seeing whom it was, but a Mark Lee was blocking your path, having just entered the threshold of his room.

“Lemme see,” you pried, your brows furrowing as he closed the door behind himself.

“It’s Taeil,” he lied, knowing what you were after.

You still wanted to check for yourself, even give the senior a greeting.

“Uh, let me through,” you paused as Mark remained in his spot.

“Why’s it always go to be about him?”

“I- What do you-”

“You know what I mean,” he interjected, raising his voice, “All of a sudden everything’s about him-”

“That’s not true,” you tried, folding your arms defensively.

“Yes it is,” he retorted, taking a step toward you, his bad attitude and mood nearly radiating off his figure, “We can’t even hang out like we used to because you’re always preoccupied with him-”

“I can’t help that I like him!” you shot back.

It took only another step and Mark was in front of you, his hands flying to grip your shoulders as his nose brushed yours for only a millisecond- You couldn’t contemplate what was taking place and before it registered, his lips were on your own, sticky lip gloss transferring.

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stereotypcd · 6 years ago

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ooc;; so since a lot of ppl liked that post to read Debbie’s newish edited story. HERE YA’ GO !!!

Tell me wht u think :)

Also sorry I can’t put it under a read more bc tumblr is dumb...

CHILDHOOD HEADCANON:

Nigel and Mariann were both workaholics even when they started dating, they never stopped working- even while Mariann was pregnant with their first child. ( Making Debbie a wedlock baby. ) So Debbie was born during the the filming of the giraffes in savanena a mixed woodland/grassland of Africa, for Nigel Thornberrys animal world. Mariann’s water broke half way through the film ( they ended up filming over parts of the animals to film the brith of Debbie. ) They hadn’t expected for Debbie to have been born 2 months earlier than her due date. Nigel was the one to deliver the baby, the giraffes simply continued eating leaves from the tree above where Mariann was giving birth under. Without any sort of pain medicine on top of having her baby early.

They went to a small hospital in a village ( since traveling to far wasn’t safe for the newborn ) who was to care for her. Nigel and Marianne stayed by her side the whole time, hardly sleeping or eating. They waited months, during that time their family visited off and on since it was a long way to go. Grandma Sophia started the whole time too.

They got a makeshift birth certificate madeit was a beautiful baby girl who they named Deborah Radcliffe Thornberry. ( her middle name is her grandpa’s first name, ) it was written on a slip of paper Grandma Sophia had in her purse. They still have it.

The day of the discharge from the hospital was a mixture of joy and worry for the new parents. But Debbie seemed fine and Healthy, of course, the Thornberrys waited a bit longer until they started up their careers again. ( A few more months. ) The first few years of Debbie’s life was spend traveling the world with her parents, which even from a young age she slightly disliked. But she was happy, oddly enough she made friends with some of the more tamed animals. But that was mostly because Debbie was never around/met another kids her own age. Of course, she did get lonely and never really knew how to deal with those crippling feeling of loneliness that the life of traveling gave her.

Sophie would send letters upon letters always about how Debbie shouldn’t be spending her childhood living out of a camper and she feels sorry for Marianne that she can’t give her child all that she deserves because of Marianne’s little career choose. Along with a book called women who joggle to much. ( this happened in S1 Ep16. Nigel knows best. ) But they ignored her persistent nagging. Since they knew what was best for their children and that Debbie was happy and healthy. And as the years went on, she never stopped pressuring them more and more, which is why they caved when she became pregnant with Eliza. Debbie was turning four years old when the family packed up and moved to Flagstaff, Arizona to stay with Sophie and Frank while Mariann was pregnant, so they pushed their wants to the side for a time in order to focus their time wholly on raising Debbie and the new baby.

Sophie seemed to relish in the idea of having her daughter back, she fussed over everything Mariann did or didn’t do when raising Debbie out in the wild- so she did everything in her power to get everything right with this one. Over time she and slightly Mariann had become so preoccupied with the baby that Debbie was unintentionally placed on the backburner, not because they wanted it that way- just because it was that way. They seemed to be making up for lost time. But Debbie learned to adjust to spending time with her daddy ( and grandpa if he wasn’t too tired from working. ) But soon Debbie begin to notice her daddy losing that surge of happiness he used to have, it started off small.

So Debbie took it into her own hands, somehow feeling that it was her responsibility to mend all of her daddy’s sadness, to fix him. In small ways, the roles switched and soon Debbie filled the role of parent. So when Nigel ended up falling into a deep depression, days where Nigel would spend all day in bed, not shower or even eat ( Mariann or even Debbie would have to try and force him to do those things. ) And being the daddy’s girl Debbie was when she was younger- she would sit on the floor drawing pictures and when he didn’t eat she would bring him goldfish crackers ( she even gave him kippers- but she couldn’t get the tin open, ) she tried her best. She would sit with him and comb her fingers through his unwashed hair while watching animal documentaries. Sometimes he would talk about all the things he knew about animals, Debbie liked those times because he seemed happy.

They ended up getting married a month after moving to Arizona while Mariann was a few weeks along with Eliza. It was a small wedding with just Nigel and Marianne’s immediate family and few close friends Jomo was Nigel’s best man. Debbie was the flower girl and she loved every second of it- she soaked up all the attention like a sponge. Nigel’s parents stayed with the family for a while, while the wedding was being planned. Grandma Thornberry started to take notice of Debbie’s odd behavior and sought out to correct it- something she tried and failed to do with Nigel. Seeing Debbie’s autism as something to be fixed ( Mariann’s parents knew about Debbie ) she would have Debbie sit on her hands so she couldn’t stim saying “Quiet hands, Deborah.” Or put soap in her mouth whenever she did something that Grandma Thornberry deemed unacceptable for a young lady.

Of course, when Nigel found out what his mother had been teaching Debbie- he put a stop to it immediately. His daughter was perfect just the way she was, that was one of the few times Nigel raised his voice at his mother- he wasn’t going to let her fill up her head with those nasty thoughts. The following night he sat Debbie down and explained that how she interacted with the world was different from other children but that just made her special and she should never feel bad about being different. That she was perfect and to never change herself for anyone. But the damage was already done, Debbie believed the lies, she believed it was her fault, she knew whose advice she preferred still, she was burdened by a feeling of wrongness and guilt. So she hides those things away, hides those parts of herself buried them deep in the back of her mind.

Debbie was five years old when Eliza was born, it was a long delivery. A healthy baby girl. They prepared carefully for this, reading Debbie picture books about becoming an older sister, asked her opinion on names for the baby. Small things to help Debbie get used to the idea of having a baby sister. The following day, Nigel had been forced out of bed by Debbie to meet the new addition to the Thornberry’s, his hair pulled into a greasy ponytail holding Debbie’s hand.

Of course, Nigel feared slipping back into that darkness, but when that didn’t happen, and he felt an incredible surge of happiness, he was amazed- Eliza seemed to be the thing to pull him out of that dark place and from the moment she was born to the first injured bird she brought home, Eliza was the favorite. Nigel and Mariann swear they love both of them the same, they love how different they are and love them both for who they are. But at the end of the day, Eliza was the favorite child- she shares the same interests as both her parents which only strengthened their bond to the point where they subconsciously favor their youngest. And of course, Debbie was jealous, but she was glad her daddy finally seemed like his old self, she liked that he took her on nature walks despite not enjoying the bugs, she liked having her dad back- so she bottled up her feelings kept them inside.

Everything seemed to be going okay for the Thornberry’s, it wasn’t until they tried to enroll Debbie into kindergarten did they run into some trouble because she didn’t have a birth certificate since they never seemed to have time, what with the show taking off in popular before and after she was born. When Debbie finally started kindergarten, she became very anxious suffering from separation anxiety since she had never been apart from her mom and dad before.To some extent she was always the target of teasing because she was different- a bit too weird but it was always a bit hard for Debbie to make friends. ( She’s an extroverted introvert. ) She really excelled in all her classes, Debbie was especially good in math.

Slowly Nigel and Mariann started to work on their show again, Nigel seemed happier- he’s spark for life was reborn again. Debbie never made it to fifth grade before her parents decided to pack up the girls and travel the world again, much to the protest of Mariann’s parents ( and Nigel’s too, honestly. ) Eliza was beyond ecstatic about the whole idea… Debbie, on the other hand, was very unhappy about being forced to uproot herself again from the only comfort she’s ever felt was her own.

Of course, she complained about the move but knew deep down that this was what her dad needed to be happy and she’d do anything for his happiness. Moving from such a spacious home back into the comvee was a huge adjustment for Debbie. Of course, now since she got a taste of what most people have. A real house, friends, and school she craved those things even more. But she was forced to give up those things for the happiness of her family. But she would give it up everything for her family even if it meant that she was unhappy. Her childhood wasn’t bad, it was actually pretty good. But she can’t help that small twinge of sadness in her chest when she looks back on it.

#○ ‖ ▏trash is talking「 ooc 」#tw;; ableism

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rockybalfeatherboa · 7 years ago

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getting these mtl headcanons outta my system

This is a long ass post but these r some random metalocalypse hcs that I feel kinda strongly abt some r real silly ok here it goes

Aka me projecting

Toki - Enjoys activities like roller skating, weight lifting and boxing (that’s why he’s yknow fucken ripped) - Also enjoys model cars but not nearly as much as his beloved fighter planes - Thick brows - Hair is very thick and smooth (and,,pretty) but he doesn’t put a lot of work into is making the other guys kinda jealous - Sometimes shaves his legs below the knee but that’s it - Does shit like host teen choice awards and guest star on children’s tv shows BUT THEN acts surprised when kids love him,,,tf bitch this is ur fault - Absolutely loves physical affection he fuckin loves hugs and kisses!!!! - Prefers making out and titty groping groupies (and maybe a blowjob) over having sex with them .. but will still do it if he feels like he’s up to it - Kisses with his eyes open (and overall just real fuckin weird ok) - Keeps the video from Juliette sarmangsadandle in his nightstand he treasures it - Mostly writes his own keyboard parts for songs - Band thinks he’s hilarious when he doesn’t try to be but when he tries to tell jokes they don’t work ,, but he’s really funny in Norwegian it’s just the jokes don’t really translate too well so he just,,keeps it to himself - Pickles taught him how to smoke and now they like to chill and smoke together it’s like “their thing” - But he’s really picky about it he only smokes indica - (This is me projecting) Learned the phrase “if u feelin froggy then jump” and never stopped using it

Skwisgaar - shaves e v e r y t h i n g bc of 1) the aesthetics and 2) loves the way it feels - long lovely legs - huge fucken feet - has a klokateer pluck and tweeze his eyebrows them shits be on fleek - cries in secret at least once a day it’s become routine - He kept in touch with his Swedish gf for a while but then fell off and went back to hoeing #hoe4lyfe - Secretly wishes he can go back to wearing all white but he has to maintain brand recognition bc of the band - Wears very slight sweet smelling cologne behind his ears and wherever else cologne goes - Either eats a fuckton or not very much during the day,, keeping his metabolism on her toes - Guitar playing for him is like ultimate stress relief and also he fidgets with it he loves that thing - Has a book of various songs or riffs that he’s written on the guitar that dethklok will never ever use - Wears highlighter - Has run into one of his grown ass children in the bank one time and had to get the fuck out of there immediately,,they didn’t realize it was him tho - Puts his feet on nathan just to bother him - Great teeth / really conscientious about hygiene - Cold hands and oily skin type - He has a pretty good sense of rhythm but ,, he can’t dance he can’t dance for shit oh my god it’s a disaster to look at - “I look like I can’t cook… that’s accurate” - When he drinks wine he does that thing where he swirls it around like a bougie piece of shit - Lactose intolerant :/ - Talks with his hands a l o t it’s over dramatized and very fascinating to watch - Responds to compliments with “I know”

Murderface - closet gay* *gay but he grew up in such a homophobic environment so he tries to ignore it and pretty much force himself to be straight, explaining his constant trouble with women (Bc the attraction isn’t genuine ) and his fragile masculinity (so he’s always a “fellas is it gay to-“ or a “no homo” type of guy ),, his self esteem issues don’t help this out at all - big fuckin crush on skwisgaar (and skwis loves the attention) - sleeps with a retainer - hair is so dry,,,,,,please give this man some conditioner oh my god - knows pretty much everything about the civil war and the American revolution literally ask him anything he’s like a textbook - Somebody come get this man a pedicure - He has a lot of fans and they adore him it’s just that he’s oblivious to it,,, ppl love murderface!! - He’s not as ugly as he thinks he is or that people make him out to be, it’s just that people may think that only Bc the rest of Dethklok is so pretty. He kinda just ends up looking the worst by four-way comparison. It’s just a different type of look he has there’s nothing really wrong with his appearance - Imma go head and say it,,,he uses “y’all” - He and toki have actually made some decent songs for planet piss but it’s usually when they’re jamming out so they pretty much never get recorded 🤷🏽‍♀️ or remembered - He can move his dick voluntarily I mean I already knew that people with dicks can do this but murderface has like a whole new level of control with his - Got banned from Fintrolls bc he pissed in the olives but he just keeps coming back bc what are they gonna do? nothing - He takes his weapon/torture device collection very seriously like when u walk into his room u better not touch a damn thing or so help me -

Pickles - has nose piercings but doesn’t wear em - Small ear gauges - Strong toned legs especially shins and calves - Has not had a swig of h20 in 6 years but somehow has nice skin (a mystery) - Loathes Seth but absolutely a d o r e s the baby!!! He loves that damn baby and always appreciates when Seth or amber send pics or FaceTime call !! Fuckin uncle pickles!! - Helps toki compose his keyboard parts for songs (Bc he too can play the piano) - Kinda flexible but not as he used to be,,he used to be able to do a full split - Likes to bug Charles a lot bc they’re the closest in age , sometimes they hang they’re good buds - Watches shitty reality tv (bad girls club, LHHATL (it has to Atlanta), etc) as a guilty pleasure - Kind of an asshole but in a way that leaves u wanting more - Played basketball freshman year of highschool,, he was ass at it lmao - Idk how much this has to do with being a headcanon but if pickles was a vine he’d be “I said whoever threw that paper, ya moms a hoe” he just carries that energy - Smells like a light combination of weed and cologne it’s really nice - Will tell one of his band mates to go blow their nose if they’re sniffling too much

Nathan - doesn’t like it when people touch his hair without asking but HOWEVER if u ask before u do he’d probably say yes ,, just gotta warn him first damn - Hates hates h a t e s feet it’s like a weird squirmy phobia. He’s ok with his own feet and just *seeing* other peoples feet but let someone’s bare foot touch him and he’d probably black out tbh - Really socially awkward outside of his stage presence but I think we all knew this - Nathan’s really sweet he just ,, u gotta know him - Really emotional when he’s drunk - Secretly cussing out everyone in his head - He doesn’t completely dislike physical affection but he’s not crazy about it either - Also kisses with his eyes open (but unlike toki he’s trying to work on it) - Dad bod but we all knew this too - Slightly introverted ..he likes to party and shit but can only take that much social interaction for so long then it’s time for him to go home - Eyes are so striking and pretty oh my god it’s like they’re shining it’s all his gfs favorite thing about him - ,,,,,,,thicc - He’s one of those people that rip off their hangnails instead of cutting them 😖 - He can throw down on the grill goddamn why isn’t he in charge of snacks? - Knows how to suture a wound with some level of proficiency - He loves his parents he just hates how they embarrass the fuck out of him god leave me alone mom and dad! - This is ironic to the last thing but remember that video where it was like “son let me hear some of your music” “I don’t think you’d like it” “c’mon let me listen” and the song is just “I hate my dad I hate my dad I hate my dad” the whole time yea that was Nathan in high school - Strong arms (b,,beautiful) - As a kid he used to poke at roadkill for uhh entertainment - Used to be self conscious about his reading glasses but doesn’t gaf anymore - Severe case of resting bitch face he’ll literally be chillin but his face will be mean muggin but that’s just the way he looks - Tried PCP and ended up having to be chained to his bed betcha he’ll never smoke that shit again - likes crime investigation shows and serial killer documentaries - Will n e v e r refuse a fresh hot salted pretzel

#metalocalypse #nathan explosion #pickles the drummer #toki wartooth #william murderface #skwisgaar skwigelf #headcanons #long post

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notesofarichlycolorednight · 7 years ago

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Hey, do you have any Luke and Tori headcanons?

oh yes!

do i ever

here we goooooooo ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

[aside] sorry this took so long. the day you sent this in, i was finishing up school work, then planning for a big cohort get-together, where i cooked so i had to shop and then spent 4 hrs cooking, and then i had to pack all day the next day, and then i had to travel literally all day after that. now i’m just reveling in being home and getting to spend time with my mom. but here i finally am!

once again under a cut, bc it gets p long

first and foremost, Ultimate Power Couple™

right next to percy and annabeth

not only are you jealous of their relationship off the battlefield, but they strike awe and fear into the hearts of those who do see them on the battlefield

second, but still foremost, MUTUAL PINING

this went on for at least 2 yrs, maybe 3

bc tori gets to camp a lil after luke does

they’re both traumatized and angry at their godly parent

they find a friend in each other, but since they’re still just kids, just friends is fine

but wait

they turn like 15/16? and oh boy hormones kick in and their “““““just friends””””” status starts to waver from “just friends” to “they’re my best friend” and secretly “i think i’m in love but don’t want to say anything bc it might ruin the friendship, what if they don’t feel the same”

these dorks

anyway, despite the staying best friends status, they are NOT shy abt pda or physical touch

catch them brushing arm or fingers, sharing smiles or looks, and oh man when they’re on the battlefield–it’s like they’re one, like they can read each other’s minds, they are completely in sync with each other

but you should see them spar with each other, it’s like watching them dance–a fluid and elegant, but deadly dance

it’s sublime–beautiful and terrifying

luke is still better hands down, but tori is a fast and eager learner, and he’s def got some competition

anyway, back to platonic (they-totally-want-it-to-be-romantic) touches

luke loves running his fingers through tori’s hair, bc it’s so soft, and he especially loves being able to hold her close (whether it be with her resting her head on his shoulder, or snuggling after lights out in his or her bunk in the hermes cabin) bc she smells like honey and strawberries

also hc that luke is just a cold person, like his body temp runs lower than most. his hands are the coldest™

and tori, while she may not run as warm as her brother, dan, still runs warmer than most (bc child of the sun god ya know)

bc of this, sometimes if luke’s feeling particularly gloomy or chilled, he’ll just glomp tori at random times, hugging her from behind usually, wrapping his arms around her waist, and resting his chin on her shoulder bc warms like a cat

also bc he gets to smell her hair

and tori would be lying if, during their mutual pining stage, she said she didn’t wish he’d kiss her neck or smth, if ya know what i mean

sometimes when they’re cuddling in the bunk at night, usually when tori has her back pressed against his chest, he’ll slide his hands under her shirt and rest them on her stomach, bc warms

the first time he did this without notice, tori squealed and almost woke the whole cabin up

now luke just likes to tease her and tries to surprise attack her with this technique, but it’s never the same as that first time

now luke, he LOVES it when tori runs her fingers through his hair and massages his scalp

ya heard of asmr? that’s what he gets when tori does this

oh and he def purrs–not actually, obvi, but he rumbles deep in chest, sounds of utter contentment that sure sound like purring

but he’ll 110% deny any of this if you ask him, so just don’t

tori only does this when they’re alone, bc she knows he doesn’t like other ppl knowing abt this One True Weakness

luke likes to trace tori’s scars on occasion, and at first it was a little uncomfortable, but after a while it was kinda nice–the gentleness in which he handled it, pressing his fingertips along them, light as a feather, it’s actually quite soothing

oh, but what makes tori shiver and her head tingle is when he traces her spine with his feather-light fingertips. she loves that

throughout the yrs from friends, to best friends, to mutual pining bffs they totes get insanely jealous when flirting from other campers happens

you’d think that’d be a clue that they really like each other and could take the next step without making things awkward, but no, they’re clueless

but anyway, they’re both good-looking, they get attention from many a camper

luke can tell when it’s flirting, tori can’t unless it’s someone else flirting with luke

tori likes to butt into the conversation so cheerfully, it’s passive-aggressive

luke just likes to sneak up and wrap his arm around tori’s waist, while glaring at his opponent

you’d think after so many horror stories from the one’s who’ve tried, others who are hopeful wouldn’t even try, but you’d be wrong

if they haven’t declared they’re going steady yet, and haven’t sealed it with a date to the fireworks show, there’s still a chance!

sometimes the other campers are too hopeful for their own good

you bet travis and conner are cashing in big time over all these tries

okay so this is deviating a lil from what i’ve actually written, but whatevs

tori has never kissed anyone before–too young before, then her mom died and she was sent to camp and thrown into a dangerous world, with hate in her heart, she wasn’t really looking for a romantic relationship–more on this in a minute

luke on the other hand, i’d like to think has had experience kissing others, just bc, ya know he’s a handsome dude (totally not straight btw, fite me)

and it’s not that he doesn’t want to ultimately end up with tori or anything, it’s more like he used the time they were mutually pining for each other to experiment and kinda-sorta-not really date others

which only strengthens his feelings for tori in the end, bc even after having these relationships, he still finds his heart yearning for tori ya know?

dating is an important thing in young ppl’s lives, guys seriously the only thing rick did right in the burning maze lbr

and tori’s demi, so while she can still date, kisses aren’t really her thing until she knows them way better, and she never gets that far bc of her past experiences and trauma

luke got lucky, he somehow found a way past her walls and into her heart

this dating-but-not-really sitch is rough with their whole, “they get insanely jealous” thing, another reason you’d think others would stop trying

when it comes time for tori and luke’s first kiss–THEY FINALLY ADMITTED IT–tori admits she’s never kissed anyone before

and is honestly jealous that luke has experience, and she doesn’t

“thankfully i’m a great teacher”

it’s a lil rough at first, it is her first kiss after all–there’s a lot blushing and stuttering and apologies on her part

but like with swordsmanship, tori’s a fast and eager learner

and when she gets the kissing thing down, luke can’t. get. enough.

she’s a great kisser, and bonus, her lips taste like honey and are so soft, like her hair, and gods it’s so unfair, luke has to work so hard to keep his hair nice and keeping his lips even slightly softish is a lost cause so he’s just given up

now, luke can charm anyone

but tori is the only one who can charm luke

and you bet your ass she uses that to her full advantage when she can

like say, during capture the flag games, (deviating a lil more from the canon i’ve created) after tori is claimed and now resides in the apollo cabin, and the apollo and hermes cabin, for whatever reason, end up on opposite sides

like they don’t hold back when facing each other, but tori turns on the charm and luke is disarmed, both physically and mentally, ending in his capture

he may be quick, but if he can’t get to the flag in the first place, well that’s a problem innit

she likes to make him nervous on purpose, esp when they first were going steady and he wasn’t quite so used to the whole dating his best friend thing, bc he’s a dork when he’s nervous and she loves seeing that side of him

okay lbr he’s a dork all the time, and esp around tori even if she isn’t making him nervous, he just hides it really well

and it’s really not hard to do tbh, she just has to smile a certain way, laugh a certain way, or look at him wide brown eyes and he’s done for

jumping back a lil, when he first realizes he may in fact be in love with tori, he unconsciously starts buying more brown shirts (this hc can be credited to @lucifers-favorite-child) until he has more brown than orange chb tees bc tori

sometimes, when camp is at its emptiest, they’ll sneak showers with each other

oh and i know what you’re thinking, “lololol shower sex” but honestly that’s not really for them

they just like being near each other, and intimate with each other in the shower

they help each other get clean, massage each others shoulders, wash each others hair–its almost meditative

the first time it happens, though, it’s a lil out of blue

it’s the winter session and so camp is p barren. the hermes cabin is quiet and empty except for tori, who’s just started a shower, and luke who’s wanting a shower after training all afternoon

luke knocks on the wall next to her shower stall (bc curtains) and she peeks out

“mind if i join you” ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

instead of rolling her eyes, tori blushes and stutters, like she’s trying to think of a way to turn him down gently

at this point, they’ve def seen each other naked, so it’s not like its a huge deal. what luke doesn’t know is that tori was having a rough day, namely abt her scars, even tho luke’s already seen them

luke smiles easily, “it’s okay if you say no. i was mostly joking.”

tori looks away and mumbles, “no, i don’t mind” then looks back at him with those beautiful brown eyes, so of course he gives in

so luke undresses and hops in the shower. tori’s waiting, facing him, gripping her left arm where her scars are, and biting her lip

and it clicks into place, bc they’ve become so in-tune with each other that sometimes words don’t need to be said at all

luke approaches her and gently caresses her face before kissing her

and this is when they learn that they really do just like to quietly help wash each other

when luke gets to tori’s back and is watching the soap get washed away by the water, luke wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her into him, gently kissing her scars

and tori’s glad they’re in the shower bc she doesn’t want luke to know that she’s quietly crying at his sweet, comforting gesture

bc she’s never felt so loved in her entire life than right in that moment

and, oh guys! TRADE SCECRET

it’s an idea i came up with forever ago and forgot until thinking abt hcs for my two dorks. i had wanted to insert into inas somehow, but never found the right moment or opportunity, and then forgot abt it bc shit got real, real fast

but now I CAN TALK ABT IT

so it started as a birthday present for tori, this is during their just-feeling-out-this-friendship stage, only a handful of months after they’ve arrived at camp

he surprises her with a slice of strawberry cheesecake (bc ya know, Healthy Camp Food) and she asks him how she got it, and instead of telling her that he bribed a kid from the demeter cabin to make it for him (by promising to sneak out of camp and get real, sugar-infused, teeth-rotting soda)

he just smiles, winks and says, “trade secret”

and it becomes a tradition/inside joke between the two

tori gives him engraved lock-picking tools (even tho she knows he doesn’t actually need them), in a small leather carrier and everything

and if you’ve seen them, they’re pretty thin bc they kinda need to fit into tight spaces, but sure enough they’re engraved and luke is astonished, and asks her how???

she just smiles, winks and says, “trade secret” she bribed a hephaestus kid, but since she not a hermes kid she had to trade chores

after tori figures out he’s just being a clever hermes kid (luke’s always known that she had to bribe campers), the saying turns into something more like, “i have a surprise waiting for you”

whether that surprise be a birthday or anniversary gift, or a way out of a sticky situation with monsters/during capture the flat or smth, almost like a code between the two–it has many meanings, but one all at the same time

so instead of saying it after the gift is revealed, they’ll say it before

“why do you ask?” “trade secret”

“why do you want to know?” “trade secret”

they’re surrounded by opposing team members, have lost their weapons, and it looks like the red team is abt to take out two of the blue team’s most valuable players

“we’ve got you now”

“oh i don’t think so”

“how would you know?”

luke just smirks and says, “trade secret” and tori knows exactly what is means (or vice versa)

they end up winning that particular game for the blue team

okay that’s all i got for right now

this was so much fun!! i could talk abt these things all day so keep sending stuff in, like for real

thank you, thank you, thank you btw for sending this in!! sorry it took so long, it’s been a rough few days–still winding down, but really wanted to get this to you

seriously guys i could talk abt all this stuff for days, send me thingsssssss

thanks again, anon, and hope to hear from you soon!

#oh god for shame! i do not even know your name #notesofananonymousnight #asked and answered #my oc: tori williams #luke castellan #pjo fanfic #pjo hcs #inas #i need another story #my fanfic #my writing

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blackandorange · 8 years ago

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i hope you don’t mind but i’m gonna rant a bit here cause i need to get this off my chest!! firstly, i just wanna say the hq!! fandom is probably one of the best fandoms i’ve been in for a few years now and i’m v happy in it, but the length this fandom goes to either paint oikawa to be the devil himself, or a literal angel who’s done no wrong is amazing. like, he is probably one of THE most complex characters in hq!! too, and making him out to be either good or bad just ruins everything about his characters that makes him so great in the first place.

(before i go on, i want to mention, the post that made me mad enough to type this went something like “here’s a list of all the reasons why oiks is perfect and good, but nooo keep calling him mean n petty” and basically just overlooked how shitty he treated kageyama, and ushijima (to a degree since ushi did retaliate in his own kinda way but that’s a whole different story and tbh, i could write a novel-length essay based on oiks relationship w/ both ushi and kags hahah).

On the other hand, the amount of posts just villainising him (mostly either new ppl to the fandom who don’t really know his character, or shiratorizawa fans in my experience tho i won’t say they are the only ones who do it cause i don’t want to generalise or anything) absolutely astounds me, so the aforementioned post just pushed me over the edge.

I won’t post a link to the post bc I don’t want to start anything, bc in the end Oikawa is just a fictional character, but I thought this was worth mentioning bc i do reference little pieces of this post, below.)

Okay, continuing on w/ the rest of Oik’s character analysis.

on one hand, he is extremely hard-working and dedicated to his goals, and he is loyal af to his teammates, but on the other, he’s so petty and spiteful, and prideful and while having pride isn’t necessarily a bad thing, having too much pride is. And what’s more is both of these sides of him can be clearly seen within the manga/anime so to ignore one side is just confusing as hell to me.

An example highlighting the negative side of his personality would be his canon relationship with Ushijima. From what i can gather from both the manga and the anime, there are two main reasons why Oikawa really doesn’t like Ushijima; the first would be simply because he always lost to Ushijima i.e. he’s a sore loser, but let me elaborate on this since it’s a bit more complicated. Since he is so dedicated and hard-working, it definitely hurt him a lot that he never won and that is both fair, and expected but A) Ushijima didn’t win just to spite/be mean to Oikawa, he won bc that is the logical thing to do (why tf would u play a sport where u don’t want to win); and B) in canon, it is never stated (and def correct me if i’m wrong here) that Ushijima did not work just as hard to get as good as he is so saying he doesn’t deserve to win is hypocritical af (also, i don’t think he was said to be a genius like Kags or Noya but i might be wrong on this again so take this with a pinch of salt). And so, bc one of the reasons why he dislikes Ushijima is just simply bc he keeps on losing to him, it kinda makes him a petty asshole.

However, the second reason why he dislikes Ushijima highlights the better side of his personality, mainly how loyal he is towards his team, and that reason is bc of what Ushijima says to Oikawa about his choice of school, and the strength of his teammates (despite the fact that Ushi wasn’t intending to be mean - nonetheless, he did offend/insult Oikawa AND stick his nose where it didn’t belong but this is another thing entirely, so i won’t get into that rn). The best (and only, i think) example of this is Season 2 Ep 25 where Ushijima says to Oikawa that he chose the wrong path, to which Oikawa defended both himself and his team by saying that he did not choose the wrong path and that his volleyball career isn’t over just because he never won and went to nationals. This clearly shows both his resilient nature, knowing that just bc he never went to nationals in high school, doesn’t mean that his vball career is over; and his loyal nature, towards his team as he doesn’t blame them for being the reason why he never went to nationals (despite this being an easy option), and instead feels pride (the good kind) towards his team, and the effort they had made.

Season 2 Ep 25/Chapter 148)

Despite this Oikawa still acts shitty towards people he doesn’t like. A point that was made in the aforementioned post that made me mad, was that, how Oikawa treated Kageyama had little to no effect on him (Kags) later, and that Oikawa felt some sort of remorse towards Kageyama after almost physically attacking him. (And while i must agree that the post did have a few good points highlighting the good sides of his personality, I don’t agree with this point). It is shown multiple times throughout both the anime and the manga, that Kageyama both doesn’t like, and somewhat fears Oikawa and while this is partially due to his skill as a setter, another reason why, is how Oikawa treated him in middle school. If he were intimidated by other setters purely by their skill level and their experiences as a setter, he would not be so intently interested in Kenma back in Season 1 Ep 13/Chapter, or would not be as jealous as he was when he heard Tsukishima had trained with Akaashi (I can’t exactly remember nor find where this was, but I think it was during either the Karasuno VS Seijoh match in Season 2, or the Karasuno VS Shiratorizawa match); but as he not intimidated by them, it shows that there is something else about Oikawa that unnerves him, and that is Oikawa’s personality and how he treated/treats Kageyama. Kageyama even said himself during the Shiratorizawa match in Ep 2 that Oikawa is the only person who scares him. To have such an effect on a person, that Oikawa has on Kageyama shows just how dreadfully Oikawa treated him in middle school and how that effect still lingers despite Kageyama and Oikawa having little contact with each other.

(Season 1 Ep 11/Chapter 27)

(Season 1 Ep 13/Chapter 34)

However, Oikawa slightly redeems himself with another example that draws attention to the better side of his personality, and that can be seen when Kags asked Oikawa for advice during Season 2, Ep 6, and Oikawa actually did give Kageyama some very helpful advice (albeit in a less than polite manner, but still give credit where credit is due). From this, it’s very obvious to see how much he has matured during high school because he would NOT have done that during middle school looking at how he treated kageyama back then. This means that he has grown enough as a person to recognise the immature nature of his actions and change them accordingly.

(Season 2 Ep 6/Chapter 83)

(can we also just stop and appreciate how pretty oiks looks in that last panel?)

So i think that trying to portray Oikawa as someone who is either villainous (bc of how he treats/treated kageyama and ushijima) or angelic/a victim (bc of how the fandom or ushijima(again) treats him) kinda just, diminishes everything that makes him such a great character in the first place, and that just makes me really mad tbh.

Oikawa just deserves so much better than how a significant percentage of the fandom portrays him :/

( sorry if some parts don’t make much sense!! >.< this is the first time i’ve actually written a character analysis thingy like this so my thoughts might be everywhere^^)

this post has been submitted by @tooruinspace.

#character analysis #oikawa tooru #this was already too long for me to add my thoughts on this too #submission

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