#Cause the biggest fucking commotion

[starcurtain]

Outing myself as the dead-opposite of a Genshin rarepair lover to say that my favorite brand of Zhongli/Childe is definitely:

Grandpa's Mid-Life Crisis Retirement Checklist:

✅️ Flawless human disguise (no one suspects a n y t h i n g)

✅️ Part-time side hustle

✅️ Self-planned funeral (the flowers were fire 👌)

✅️ Friends know I'm not actually dead

✅️ Liyue flourishing

✅️✅️✅️ Russian mail order husband

[brainddeadd]

About damn time

Quinn Hughes x fem!reader

Jack Hughes x fem!reader (platonic), Luke Hughes x fem!reader (platonic)

Warnings: fluff, angst, fan hate, pining, jack calls reader "bub", Jack's a menace, Nico shows up cause he's the loml

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You grew up with the Hughes brothers

At two months younger than Jack, you blended in with their tight-knit group

You met the Hughes brothers when you and Jack were 7. He shoved a kid in the playground for being mean to you, even though you were going to let it go, and the rest was history.

Jack became more like a twin than a friend. You two were inseparable. You were the calm to his storm.

Luke worshipped the ground you walked on. Followed you around like a lost puppy, and often, when he was having an off day, you were the only person who could calm him down. His own personal sanctuary from the world.

Quinn was the older, quiet brother who was always polite and friendly, but to anyone on the outside looking in, you guys just didn't work together well. However, they couldn't be more wrong. You quickly became each others solace in the chaos of their lives.

You went to every game you could, wearing the number of whichever brother was playing that time. Always in the stands, you were their biggest supporter, so it wasn't a surprise when you were invited to Quinn's draft.

Politely clapping and cheering with their families, fans started to be critical of your appearance and your actions. Rumours started to spread that you weren't interested in hockey, only wanted the money and fame that came along with being close to the Hughes brothers. They assume you're a bitch, instead of shy.

Jack shuts that shit down.

jackhughes: it has come to my attention that people are being little bitches towards my twin. that stops now.

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The other brothers repost the pictures to their own instagrams, and the hate dies down slightly. You make a new private, personal instagram.

Jack's draft comes and goes, and you're accepted into the University of British Columbia in Vancouver. Quinn is over the moon but hides it. Jack mopes for 3 days.

Quinn asks you to move in with him while you get settled into Vancouver. He says it's to help you, but Jack and Luke know better.

Fans start to photograph you at Quinn's games, a blank look on your face, and the rumours start up again. You ignore it until they say you're a puck bunny who's fucked your way through the brothers and will move on to other players eventually.

Quinn finds you crying. He can feel his heart break in his chest at the tears streaming down your face and the way your mascara is smudged around your eyes.

_quinnhughes: my best friend. my favourite supporter.

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Fans change their tune after Quinn's post, suddenly deciding that they love the idea of you two together. They think his use of "my" was a declaration.

The thought of being Quinn's makes your heart flutter, but you keep quiet.

Little do you know, Quinn feels the same.

Luke gets drafted and goes to New Jersey with Jack, where they're left alone to scheme and form a plan to get their big brother to finally get the girl.

"You sure about this?" Luke asked, his finger overing over the call button on your contact.

"Dude I'm telling you, they just need a lil push in the right direction."

"Uhh, this is more of a check into the boards." Nico's voice chimes from his places on the younger boys' couch.

"Just call her!" Jack ushers Luke away, firing off a text when he hears your voice through the phone.

Jack: yo quinn, is bub ok?

Quinn: yes ? I think ?

Quinn: I'm at practice

Quinn: wait

Quinn: whys she not answering her phone

Jack: idk man

Jack: I can't get through to her

Jack: neither can Luke

Quinn: she's supposed to be at home

Quinn: wait

Jack's phone remains silent for ages until he hears a commotion on the other end of the line from Luke's phone. Quinn's yelling, and Jack winces at the panicked edge to his voice.

"I'm here, Quinny," your voice is soft and gentle, confusion lacing your tone, and Jack can hear the sigh his brother heaves, picture the way his shoulders must fall in relief. "What's wrong?"

Luke chooses that moment to hang up.

"Bro!"

"I don't wanna hear that!"

It's two hours later when Jack receives a text from Quinn. It's a photo of your legs resting on Quinn's, hands entwined. The caption reads:

We've been dating for months dumbass

Jack's offended that neither of you told him and takes it upon himself to get revenge.

jackhughes: you're welcome for shoving the kid when we were 7. without me, you'd never have met.

congrats losers

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[sxtaep]

WILD THOUGHTS - JJK

sometimes, being an esteemed photographer had its ups and downs. this time, it was a bit of both.

pairing — jungkook x female reader

genre — smut, angst

word count — 1.7k

warnings/tags — photographer!jk x spoilt!reader, dom!jk, sub!reader (implied), swearing/cursing, insults, praise, bros got the biggest boner in public, male masturbation, jk is big mean, degradation, oral (implied m receiving), mentions of pussy eating, mentions of unprotected sex, mentions of cumshots/creampies

a/n: this was something i was going to write a while ago, with the brains of @mercurygguk but i figured i’d keep it short and simple for the sake of ramadan 😭

btw!! this isn’t my last post before ramadan, i have another post scheduled to automatically post next month 🥳

hope everyone has a blessed month! 💗

Oh, the absolute fucking nerve you had to walk into his studio and cause a commotion, boss around his employees like you owned the place.

His week had been utter hell, running from one studio to the other, taking photos of his models but being back at his usual studio, Jungkook thought he could have a relaxed session with you.

Yeah, he did his research on you just to see what he was getting himself into and honestly, he wasn’t surprised.

Upon entering your name into the search engine, before your wiki page even came up, his screen was plastered with tons of articles about you, and they were nothing to be proud of.

‘Spoilt brat.’

‘Rude.’

‘Disrespectful.’

The list went on.

That was when he discovered you were handed this modelling opportunity because of the high status your parents held among designer brands, being the most sought after celebrities.

Your mother pulled a few strings and here you were.

With a bit of back and forth arguing, Jungkook instructed you to head to the dressing room with his assistant to get you ready for the shoot and surprisingly, you obeyed.

It wasn’t long before you stepped out onto the set, a silk robe shielding your body as his assistant did some final touch-ups on you.

The silence on set was deafening as you pulled off the robe, donned in a white lace bra and a thong, with the addition of a short lace skirt that barely covered your most intimate parts.

Now don’t get him wrong, Jungkook had come across thousands of models, all beautiful in their own way, and never affected by them, but something about you… your curves straining against the tight bands of the undergarments, tits sitting perfectly within the confines of your bra…

He fucking loved it.

It was such a shame you had the desired genes for this industry, but fucking hell, your personality made him wanna throw a brick at your face.

You were completely unaware of the commotion stirring within him, going about as usual and climbing onto the bed on set and ignoring the unwarranted stares you were receiving from everyone, “How do you want me?”

It takes Jungkook a couple seconds to gather himself before instructing you to lie on your stomach and lean on your forearms, giving you the freedom to position your hands as you please.

“Give me sexy, and seductive, I’m sure you’ll have no trouble with that,” he says, bringing the camera up to his eye without realising what he’d just said.

You promptly ignore him, trying to contain the little bubble of excitement building in your stomach as you posed, hands gracing your face, fingers occasionally grazing your jawline.

Jungkook hums in approval, taking a couple more snaps and putting you in different positions before instructing you further, “Good, now take the skirt off and lie on your back,” he says, pulling the camera away from his face to gaze down at you.

You sit up on your knees, unbuttoning the skirt from the waist band and pulling it off, handing it too him and now being extremely aware of how exposed you were.

This is what it meant modelling for a lingerie brand; exposed skin and provocative photos.

Despite how you felt, you laid back on the bed, bringing one leg up to a slight bend as you threw your arms above your head, face turned to the side with your eyes closed as Jungkook snapped away, moving around you to capture every perfect angle.

All you could hear from him was praise and validation, the occasional ‘good girl’ slipping from his lips. You usually didn’t care for validation, knowing you were good at everything, but Jungkook… There was something about that asshole that made your skin crawl with goosebumps and you were certain he must’ve noticed.

And he did notice, being on his knees next to you, but he assumed it was due to the cold so didn’t comment on it. He was far more focused on capturing every angle possible because he wanted to wrap this up asap.

He rises up to his feet again, “Okay, on your hands and knees for me.”

Your breath hitches in your throat, but you don’t have time to process his words already being on a tight schedule. You did as told, standing on all fours on the bed, your spine arching perfectly and ass raised in the air slightly.

Jungkook bites back a smile, eyeing your current state as he stood before you.

Now would be a good time to shut you up with his cock.

He hides his face with the large camera, adjusting the lens to pick up everything from your perfectly raised ass peeking out behind your head, the sensual lighting drawing in the shadows along your body, accentuating your curves.

He’d be lying if he said his dick didn’t jump at the sight.

You were completely unaware of the affect your body had on him, continuing your job as expected and after a solid 2 hours, Jungkook called everything a wrap.

He sets his camera down on and extends his hand out to help you off the bed, his hand burning upon holding yours, “You’re free to leave, I’ll be in contact with you in the next couple days to discuss what comes next,” he tells you, dropping your hand and dismissing you rather quickly as you tried to stand up straight.

“Have a good night, Miss L/N.”

He didn’t wanna be in your presence any longer, nor did he wanna deal with your incessant complaining, when the boner in his pants was bound to burst any minute now.

You don’t even get a chance to open your mouth before he’s out the door, wondering why he was in a rush.

Why was he in a rush?

Because the moment he jumped into his car, driving out onto the streets, his boner was doing up a madness; relentlessly straining against his trousers as he gripped harshly onto the steering wheel.

He replays the moment he was spotting you in that vulnerable position; ass up, face down, the seamless arch of your spine adding a hint of elegance and sweetness to your appearance, though you were the complete opposite.

Rude and vile.

Taking photos of you from behind, your barely clothed cunt on display, sitting snug against the flimsy material.

Just one small movement of shifting your thong to the side and he could be burying his face in your pussy, eating you out to his desires—

“Fuck!” Jungkook slams his fist against the wheel, using his free hand to palm his throbbing cock for some relief.

He shouldn’t be thinking about you like this.

He was clearly wound up and full of sexual frustration after that shoot and it was unknown to him why this occurred so easily and why you of all people, had to be the cause.

Within a matter of minutes, Jungkook was pulling into his apartment garage, climbing out of his car and locking the door, using his bag as a shield to hide his erection from anyone he walks past.

He takes the elevator up to his penthouse suite, unlocking the door with a shaky hand and entering, dropping his bag to the floor and slamming the door shut behind him.

Good thing he was alone, he didn’t know if he was angry or horny right now, pacing up and down the room and pinching the bridge of his nose.

Maybe he was both.

He shouldn’t.

He really shouldn’t…

Fuck it, he could deal with the consequences later.

Jungkook throws himself on the couch, slouched back and thighs spread apart. Like this, his boner looked far bigger than he thought which made him wonder if anyone within distance from the garage and the building actually noticed it.

He removes the buttons of his shirt, leaving it open to give himself some air before reaches down to pull his pants off along with his boxers, letting his hardened cock slap against his abdomen, aching for a girl it shouldn’t.

He doesn’t waste another minute, wrapping a firm hand around the base of his cock, pumping himself up and down slowly as his head falls back against the couch.

“Shit…” he grits, bucking his hips up into his fist to get himself off, spreading the small beads of precum at his tip along the entirety of his cock.

Jungkook’s mind wanders far, conjuring up the sinful image of you riding him, your sweet little pussy clutching onto his cock like a tight glove and perfectly rounded tits bouncing in his face.

“Fucking hell…” he curses under his breath, using his free hand to massage his balls, squeezing and pulling at them for something more. He shook his head, tightening his grip, “That fucking bitch…” he seethes, picking up the pace as his thighs twitched, “How dare she do this to me…”

With a raspy moan, he continues to think about you, your plush lips wrapped around his cock, mouth taking him whole as he uses one hand to grasp at your skull, pushing your head further down till the tip of your nose was brushing against him.

He imagines you touching yourself with your mouth stuffed full of his cock, unable to wait like a desperate bitch.

Jungkook would do everything he could to hurt you in all the right ways; using you as his personal fleshlight, his very own cumdump who’d be there for him on-call because spoilt brats like you didn’t deserve the luxury of a comfort fuck.

No, spoilt girls like you deserved to be treated like whores; broken down into nothing because that’s what they deserve.

Maybe that would teach you a lesson; you can’t always get what you want.

“Gonna give her a piece of my mind,” he tells himself between panting breaths, stroking his hard cock and pushing himself closer to his orgasm.

He was so close.

The undying urge he had to paint your face with his cum, splay your tits white and bury himself balls deep in your pussy till you drained him of every last drop—

And that did it.

Thick ropes of cum were landing on his lap, all over his hands, some of it dripping down the base of his cock and he jerked himself off slowly, getting the last of what he could before letting go with a heavy sigh.

His thighs had tensed up and shirt all creased from the lack of care he took while sitting, and it was now when he realised he got off to you.

Little did he know, you were doing the exact same thing, touching yourself to the thought of him.

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[martyrsex]

Jason Todd x Singer reader (fem) Part 2

Author's note: First of all, thanks everyone for the amazing feedback of the first part! It made me a happier person.

summary: After the first repercussions of what you said in Kurt's interview, your agent decided it was time to do a show in Gotham. Nothing could go wrong... Right?

Here's part one: https://www.tumblr.com/margotwhites/742612810749591552/jason-todd-x-singer-reader-fem

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Jason doesn't know how he ended up in the line for your show. He was at Wayne's Manor, chilling, and Steph, Babs and Dick suddenly grabbed him, made him take a shower and put a nice outfit (that they choose), a perfume and get his hair done.

And now he is on the line for the VIP entrance of your show in Gotham. The interview you did happened just two weeks ago, and suddenly there was an announcement in your social media about a show in one of the Gotham's city biggest stadium.

He didn't like the idea. Everybody knows what happens in shows at Gotham City. There's always some lunatic ready to fuck up the whole thing, always people getting hurt. That's exactly why he didn't refuse going to the show: if any shit happens, he prefers to be there to be able to kick the ass of whatever idiot that causes the commotion.

He just didn't expected to end up in the VIP.

"How much did you pay for this?" Jason asks Dick, staring at the small concert VIP bracelet that was placed around his wrist.

"It doesn't matter." Dick says, dismissively. Babs and Steph share a look and both start to giggle. Jason arches an eyebrow, but doesn't insist on the matter. He sighs, putting his hands on the pockets of his dark jeans.

If he was being honest, he wasn't a huge fan. Yeah, some musics were good, and overall you had talent, but it was simply not his style of music.

The line finished and they entered the VIP room; where after to show they would have access to the backstage. And actually meet you. Jason is not dumb, he knows what his siblings are in for. They weren't exactly discreet. They want to set up Jason with you.

"You guys are aware she said she likes Red Hood, right? Not Jason Todd. She probably doesn't even know me."

"Of course she knows you. You're a Wayne. She certainly have seen your face in one of the Galas footage that are around the web." Babs said, tilting her head.

"This is stupid. I don't know what you people expect to happen." Jason sighs, rubbing his temple. He wasn't exactly going to complain though.

"Look! There's food!" Steph says, walking towards the huge table with a diversity of sweets and savory. Jason follows her, but instead he walks towards the bar. He orders an Old Fashioned. He needs a drink to get his head in the mindspace.

At least he's not in the middle of the crowd. The VIP is crowded, but it's a private space with couches and other fancy stuff. Dick must've paid a hell amount of money for them to be here. Or he had some contacts. He always does.

Jason sips his drink and sighs, observing the surroundings. Well dressed people. It looks almost like a Wayne Gala. Which pisses him off a little. He sits on one of the couches, besides Barbara, who is drinking a Cosmopolitan. Steph is still attacking the food table and Dick is talking with some guys. Probably the ones who gave him the tickets.

"Take that expression out of your face, Jason."

Babs said, a smirk on her face. Jason scoffs.

"I just don't understand what the heck we're doing here." Jason replies, sipping his drink again.

"To listen to music. To have fun. To go to the backstage later."

"I don't want to meet her, anyway. The hell are we going to talk about?" Jason says, untrusting his friends plans.

"Come on! It's gonna be fun. And it's not because she said she liked Red Hood or whatever. It's because I want to meet her. Not everything revolves around you, jaylad."

Steph says, a plate full of sweets on her hands. She sits on the other side of Barbara.

"Then there was no reason for you to drag me along." Jason says, a bit irritated.

"Yes there was. Shows in Gotham always end up bad. We should be here in case we're needed."

She says, whispering. But nobody was really paying attention to them, so she relaxes.

"So why ain't Tim here too? Or hell, even Bruce?" Jason asks, rolling his eyes.

"Tim is with Bernard and Bruce is taking care of a case he's not talking about it. You know how he is."

Yeah, he knows. Batman sometimes doesn't share the cases. Especially the ones he should share. The ones he needs help with. But Jason shoves that to the back of his mind, sipping the Old Fashioned again.

A song starts to play and everyone goes towards the balcony of the VIP area. Babs and Steph grab Jason's hands and drag him towards the parapet, so they can take a better view of you, appearing on the stage. Dick joins them two seconds later.

"Good night, Gotham!" You say in the microphone, your voice echoing. With a huge smile on your face, the wind blowing your hair. He had to admit, you were more than good looking. You were gorgeous.

People are dancing and singing along, the whole stadium thrilling in your energy. You sing and move around, touching people's hands and even letting some fans get the mic for some seconds to show their own talent.

Jason can feel the energy and the music, and hell, he can't deny it. You are good. He even finds himself beating his feet in the rhythm of the songs he knows, and murmuring the lyrics along while you sing.

And then, because this is Gotham, and because Gotham can't have a single moment of peace, some shit starts to happen in the stadium floor. He can't understand what's going on - it's far away from the VIP area, but there is a strange moviment of people in the middle of the lower crowd.

"Hey- something is happening." He says, grabbing Dick's arm and pointing at a group of guys that is... fuck. Holding guns? He can't see it properly, it's too far away.

Dick observes what Jason is pointing.

"Our costumes are in the car." He says, and soon they are all moving. Jason places his drink on the parapet while Dick tells Babs and Steph what is going on. People start to scream in the lower crowd, opening space for the armed man. There are five in total. No- five in one side of the stage, other five close to the exit.

They run towards the exit of the VIP area, rushing down the stairs. A hell of an ordeal of everyone changing into their costumes inside the fucking car, losing time when someone could be getting hurt goes on, and five minutes later they are invading the entrance of the stadium dance floor.

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You stopped singing as soon as you hear the screams. Something is not wrong and you should've known this would happen, because this is fucking Gotham.

Your security guards invaded the stage, escorting you out of there against your will. You don't understand what's going on, you just heard a gun noise and someone screaming, and then more loud noises and your ears start to do a high pitched sound, the world becoming a blurr in that moment. You go to the backstage, but then there are people armed there too.

A guy from the lighting team is on the floor, blood sprawling under him. Your security team raised their guns at the goons - or whatever the hell those people are - while the goons raise their guns and points each single one of them at you.

You try to stay calm. In fact, you are feeling strangely calm. There are five man pointing guns at your face, and the only strange, unsettling thought that crosses your mind is that you forgot your car keys on the bathroom counter this morning.

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Dick punches one of the goons on the nose while Jason shoot's at another's leg. People start to scream even more now, Babs trying to control the crowd so nobody falls and gets trampled while everyone rushes towards the exit. Steph is already close to the stage, taking care of the five other goons.

Jason knows she can handle five idiots on her own, but even so, he runs forward, people opening space for him, and he's almost there when he sees a woman falling on the ground and almost getting crushed by other people's feet.

He helps her stand up and hears a small 'thank you' before she starts to run again. He has no time to lose. Not that armed men is a big of a challange for him and the rest of them, but people were shot. And everything that happens in a crowded space causes more casualties.

He reaches Steph and soon enough all the goons are down, people still rushing towards the exit, where now Dick and Babs take care of those who are wounded.

"I think we took them all down." Steph says, stepping closer to Jason.

But then Jason looks at the empty stage in front of him.

"Let's check the backstage." He says. Steph nods.

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They started shooting at some point. You threw yourself at the ground, because you didn't know what else to do, and you felt a hand around your wrist, pulling up. You feel something cold in your back, and five masked man staring at you.

Your bodyguards are wounded or dead, and you're alone.

"Walk." The man behind you say, the gun pressed on your lower back. You take a deep breath and starts to walk, following them. You get out of the backstage through the back door, walking on the empty parking lot at the other side of the stadium, a simple white van waiting for you.

It was one of those kidnapping movies white van. That's what went through your head. You almost laughed at the thought. You would have if it wasn't so damn terrifying.

You started to think about all the possibilities of what could happen to you once you enter that van. What happens to the people in the movies? Torture? Rape? Death? Canibalism? Yeah, you saw something like that in the TV when you were younger.

Or maybe they just want your money. That, at this moment, is the best option. They'll ask for money and once they receive they're going to let you go. That's probably what's going on.

You try to calm down. The van seems so far away from you, the time is going so slowly, and so fast, because now you are being tied and blindfolded, thrown behind the van, and they are driving you somewhere.

You try to create the map of Gotham in your head: trying to perceive by the movements of the van where they could be leading you. That would be the smart thing to do, right? Maybe. But the truth is that you can't figure it out. You don't know Gotham. You have no idea where you are being taken.

You have no idea how many of your fans, the people who paid to see you, the people who adore you and who you adore back, were shot. If any of them died in your show.

It makes you try to stand up behind the van, desperate. That odd calmness you were feeling till now suddenly disappeared, and you started to do muffled sounds, trying to throw yourself against the van's back doors so maybe they would burst open and you'd be able to get out of here.

The van is at high velocity and maybe you'd break some bones, but that didn't matter. You just needed to get out of there.

Someone grabs you by the hair.

"Be quiet, slut!" A sharp slap on the left side of your face. It makes you flinch.

You were absolutely fucked.

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Jason recognizes the man on the floor as your security team right away.

And you're nowhere.

"They took her." Stephanie says, through the comms for Dick and Babs. Jason observes the scene, remembering everything Bruce ever thought him.

"They're not hiding. They took her somewhere." He says, walking towards the backstage exit, towards the completely empty parking lot.

"At this point, they can't be more far than 50 kilometers." Babs say through the comms.

Jason curses under his breath at the reality that his motorcycle wasn't here. He looks at Steph, who also seems quite lost in what to do.

"There are any security cameras on the stadium or the parking lot?" She asks.

"Probably. If I was at home, I could figure it out." Babs answer. She's the Oracle, of course she could figure it out. She always does.

"Go home, then." Jason says, clenching his fists. They were losing time, damn it.

Jason just wants to get you back. He doesn't even know you, you don't even know him. But he knows you support him as Red Hood, and that's not something a lot of people do. He can't help but care for you.

He'll get you back. As Red Hood, as Jason Todd, it doesn't matter. This man is getting you back.

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Author's note part 2: Oof! I was expecting this fic to be more light than this, but my mind took a different turn. I hope you guys enjoyed!

Tags: @duduvea @cynical-ghost

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

Hiii

Idk if I'm doing this right but I always think about bittersweet trio angst and I really like your stories.

I remember someone talking about boo wanting to leave the boys out of a warped belief of the boys intentions and trying to do the best thing for them.

What if boo actually tried to leave or did, what do you think the boys would do?

I believe this would fall under short stories:3

Stay safe and have a good day く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡

Warped understandings.

Boo wasn't dumb, they saw how both looked at each other longingly. Love was still there and as Seth lovingly said they were the Jolene of the relationship. The homewrecker in a way, even though the door was wide open for anyone to come in. But when talking to Seth that day, they saw how he wanted to be better for Alphonse and he is now. Both Alphonse and Boo can see, it just hurt because Boo knows that Alphonse will forever love Seth. Maybe even more than them?

Boo was a good at fixing things. The bakery, their home, and even the boys were products of it. But after fixing things, you just need to let go of them, yes this will hurt them. But Seth and Alphonse being happy will lighten the sting a bit.

"Boo? Where you a-.....What are you doing?" Alphonse stood in the door way as Boo was packing. Causing the other to pause as they were writing the note they were gonna leave. Hurt wasn't even the word to explain what was on his face, "A...Are you trying to leave?" He uttered with tears in his eyes.

"I....Al-" Boo couldn't think of what to say as their....ex, yes, ex boyfriend stood in front of them. "I got a job offering in another town to see if I wanted to open a bakery there! And I need to stay there for two years to see if my baking's good enough for-" Their paper being snatched form them cut them off.

Alphonse was skimming the note and started to read it a loud, shouting it even. "Alphonse and Seth I know it seems cruel of me to do this but I know this is for them best." Backing away from Boo, who tried to take it back, "You both don't need me anymore and I notice that I'm sorry for coming between you two'?? Boo what the fuck is this???" The commotion caused Seth to hurl down the hall form the kitchen.

"Aye! What ya hollerin' for??" He demanded as he looked between Boo and Alphonse. The former looking nervously at him and the later about to burst down in tears. Seth was so, so confused, what happen? He was just cleaning dishes and-

"Read this!" Paper shoved to him, Seth flipped it over quickly and began to read. What.....What caused Boo to write this?? 'you both don;t need me anymore?' he thought.

"Sugar? your....leaving us?" Wailing with tears coming quickly as he looked pleading to Boo. Then back to the note as it explained, "I know I'm the biggest obstacle you have to overcome before getting together. So to save you the trouble I chose to leave first?? You were just going to leave with a note behind??" Tears and heaving breathing was his answer as he saw Boo start crying.

"I...I just think I'm in the way. You both love and know each other before me I shouldn't stop you from that!" Screaming as they began to wipe furiously at their eyes trying to stop their tears. Why are they crying? This is just going to make it harder on the boys! Long arms yanked them into a hug as Alphonse started to sob in their shoulder.

"Why-Why would you ever feel like that? Boo, no, I wanna be with you don't leave me...Don't leave us!" A struggle to get out of the hold was his answer but Seth locked them in from he other side.

"Sugar, we didn't work out. We know that and I'm happy for both of you don't leave thinking this will fix everything!" Flashbacks to his mother leaving was plaguing his thoughts as he held tightly this time. The person he loves isn't going away that easily this time.

"I...I don't know why I just feel like I should!' Answering as they felt more tears fall, Boo was clutching both boys as they held them tight. All three were sobbing in each other's arms as they talked it through, clearing up this misunderstandings.

"I love you both, I can't imagine one of you leaving to be happy for the other two. It doesn't seem right." Trying to explaining this felt like trying to explain why he felt a pull to the both of them. Seth nodded into Boo's shoulder not wanting to let go, what if they vanish into thin air?

"I struggled with thinking I should leave. And....we all know how that happen. There's something that makes me want to stay with the both of you. So please, sugar. Stay." Begging for them Seth felt more tears fall as Alphonse caressed his head, trying to sooth him. Boo listened to everything, then decided.

"okay, I'll stay. You both wouldn't know what to do with out my anyways." Joking to try to lighten the mood only made them cry in happiness. Boo then started crying again "I'm sorry." Both boys began comforting them and rocking as a group.

[coryothesub]

Coryo is excited to see the reader taking control in situations.

This just screams peacekeeper Coryo, because the boy is just so helpless!

nsfw / mdni / pk!sub!coryo / district!dom!reader

It was a pretty boring Friday night at the Hob and you were already heading home when you heard some commotion in the dark alleyway behind the establishment.

Involving yourself with drunk men fighting was the last thing you desired and you were already speeding up your walk to get past the scene unbothered, but then you noticed someone you recognized pretty well in the dim reflection of the distant street lights.

There he was again. Private Coriolanus Snow caught in a heated argument with some local drunks. Very bad choice. 

You stopped by the alleyway and tried to figure out what all the fuss was about. Of course Coryo was spewing out some bullshit about patriotism and the vital role of the Capitol. For a moment you were truly considering just leaving that arrogant little dumbass at the mercy of those drunken pricks.

But then you heard the sound of a fight and turned around to see Coryo on the ground, his upper lip bleeding. Biggest of the guys grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up to his knees.

“Admit that the Capitol is just a sewer full of miserable rats or we will gladly rearrange those pretty features of yours!” He screamed.

“Just say it,” you muttered to yourself clearly knowing he wouldn't. For fucks sake there were three of them!

“Never!” Coryo hissed through gritted teeth causing you to facepalm.

The men surrounded him in a tight circle and one of them had already raised his hand for a punch when he suddenly stopped startled by your voice.

“I wouldn't do that if I were you,” you tried to sound cool approaching the unpleasant bunch.

The men stared at you with bleary eyes for a good moment until one of them spoke.

“Get lost, woman!” He growled. “You have nothing to see here.”

“This man here is from a very prominent Capitol family,” you broke into their circle and stood between them and Coryo, making the men step back instinctively.

“You hurt him, you'll get killed. If you get too carried away and kill him your families will be murdered too. He's not worth it!”

Coryo looked slightly offended at those last words, but at least he was smart enough to keep quiet. 

“Are you his whore?” The biggest and scariest of the bunch approached you causing you to swallow thickly. “Is that why you care about our wellbeing so much?”

“I would stay where you are if I was you,” you managed to keep your posture.

“I don't hit women. Unless they are filthy peacekeepers’ whores!” The man yelled and tried to swing a badly aimed punch at you, but you avoided it and kicked your knee up aiming directly at his manhood.

The man made a wailing sound and fell to his knees, his friends finally stepped back.

“So who wants to be next? Or maybe you wanna get some taste of the pepper spray that I have in my pocket?”

The man who’d tried to hit you was trying to get back on his feet, muttering all the possible curse words and you already thought both you and Coryo were gonna be so fucked especially if they’d found out you had no pepper spray with you.

But the other men started to retreat, pulling up their friend and dragging him away despite his protests.

After a few short moments only you and Coryo were left in the alleyway.

“Thank you!” You heard his lovely little voice behind yourself.

You turned around to see him getting up from the ground quite nimbly. You also noticed that his lips were still trembling from fear.

“Could you ever just stop getting in trouble?” You gave him an annoyed look.

“I-I would have totally handled it by myself, it’s just…”

“Yeah sure!” You rolled your eyes. Sometimes you just couldn't believe the audacity of this Capitol dullard.

“... it's just that you are so beautiful when you take control like this,” he stepped closer, his cheeks slightly flushed, you could feel the alcohol reeking from his breath.

“Such a charmer,” you turned your head to the side not wanting to admit that you were indeed somewhat charmed.

His hands found yours and your fingers intertwined him simultaneously pushing you closer to a nearby wall.

“So beautiful…” he whispered, his lips lingering near yours adorned with a silly smile. He was acting like a drunk school boy with a crush, posca and adrenaline from almost getting beaten black and blue still running through his veins.

“No, not like that baby,” you giggled and switched your positions in a swift move, pinning him against the wall, his hands above his head.

Coryo's eyes widened for a moment before his features were taken over by a tipsy smile. He felt completely at ease under your control and so did you.

“This is better,” you cooed before pressing your lips against his in a sloppy kiss that tasted a bit metallic from his bleeding lip.

Coryo's lips caught yours in a hungry ardor, he tasted your mouth letting out sweet moans in between.

You put your leg in between his thighs, pressed it against his crotch and ran your tongue over the abrasion on his upper lip making him whine softly.

Still holding his hands pinned against the wall you started rubbing your tight against him making him flare his nostrils as he watched you with those wide icy blue eyes.

“Oh fuck!” Coryo moaned as you sped up your moves feeling his cock getting hard in his pants.

“You like it?” You whispered against his lips, then moved lower and peppered soft kisses along his neck feeling his pulse running wild under your lips.

“I-I d-do like it,” he stuttered as your kisses got harsher making sure to mark him as yours. 

Coryo's dick was painfully hard under your touch and he rolled his eyes back in pleasure feeling your tongue on his Adam's apple.

“If those guys saw you now they would surely know who is whose whore here, huh?” You teased before going back to his lips and meeting them in a harsh kiss.

“Please…” Coryo pleaded desperately, trying to grind his bulge against your thigh, making you chuckle in amusement.

“You're mine, Private Snow. All mine, do you understand that?”

“All yours,” Coryo whined, desperate for his release. 

Suddenly you stopped and stepped back letting his hands go. The boy's eyes went wide at the loss of contact.

“D-dont… Don't just leave me like this…” he begged, looking like a hungry puppy.

“Who said I was going to leave you?” You let out a small laugh.

“Now go back inside and get us a bottle of posca! Then we can go to my place and who knows… Maybe you’ll get to cum if you behave.”

Coryo rushed to carry out your instructions.

“Just don't get in trouble!”

[dilflover-4ever]

Caught Josh Kiska

wc: 2.0k

Josh x f!reader

Warnings: slight angst, asshole Josh, illness(?), arguing, fingering (f receiving…), making out, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy), kind of a caught in the act moment

Be aware of shitty writing and poor editing, sorry

When you catch the flu during the break of tour, you don’t think you’ll be ready to deal with Josh’s antics. Unless you don’t have to.

All intimate acts are consensual and this is fiction.

Fic under the cut

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Being on tour was tiring and you weren’t even preforming, but what made it even worse was the fact that you were stuck with your best friend Sam’s older brother 24/7. Josh made it seem as if getting on your nerves was the way that he got off. He did it so much that you've learned to just try and tune him out, ignoring him to the best of your abilities. Not only did he just piss you off but sometimes he was just flat out mean. Making comments about you personally, about how you act or talk. He knew where to hit you the hardest and it didn’t make life any easier. He was a complete dick to you only and there was nothing you could do about it.

Like today, minding your business, sitting on the couch on your phone. You hadn't been feeling well since last night, narrowing it down to a common cold you were just chilling. Obviously your peace had to be disturbed at some point but you didn't think it would be so soon when a hard smack on the back of your head. It caused you to rip your head up, hand immediately searching to soothe the ache from the hit. A laugh came from the offender. It was him, Josh, of- fucking- course, “Oh my God Josh leave me alone.” This was you trying to get him to leave you alone easily. But you knew he wouldn’t as he smirked with a scoff. “Josh I’m not in the mood for this right now, I said leave me alone, go bother someone else.”

“Honey i’m just messing with you calm the fuck down.” There’s no way. Your absolute biggest pet peeve was when somebody told you to “chill” or “calm down”. It just made you enraged and fired up. Like who does someone think they are where they can tell you how to control your emotions. Especially when you were just a little ticked off. "I am calm Josh! but you ruined it!" You told him. "I didn't even hit you that hard what are you on about?" Was his reply. “God Josh just leave me the fuck alone! You're so stupid! You bother me every second of every day and you have a random problem with me for no reason!" You said, a tingling coming from your nose, causing you to aggressively wipe it. "I never said I had a problem with you." He claimed. "Oh then please enlighten me Josh, why do you always ha-” Your yelling was cut short when you sneezed into your elbow, body jerking. When you had thought you recovered and you got ready to start yelling again until the sneeze was followed by a dry throat and a cough attack, you couldn't control it. It felt like you were coughing a lung up, it was painful and loud. In the distance you heard a door open and Sam was soon by your side holding you up while trying to avoid getting in your face and getting sick.

“Woah woah, y/n are you sick?” He said, leading you to take a seat on the couch of the shared hotel suite. Danny and Jake came in the living room to see what all of the commotion was from. The coughing had subsided but the pain in your throat remained. “Yeah it's just a cold dont worry about it.” You tried reassuring them you were fine, knowing you wanted to join them on the walk through town and dinner. Jake walked up holding a glass of water. You took it gratefully and gulped it down.

“So what about tonight? When are we leaving?” You asked. They all stood around you staring until Danny chimed in, “Y/n you gotta stay here, there's no way you're good enough to walk around with us.” "No I-" You went to disagree until another voice cut you off. “Oh come on guys she's just being dramatic, she wants attention.” An offended look crossed your face, “Oh fuck off Josh.” Sam said, turning to face his brother. Jake's phone went off and he pulled out his phone to read it. “Hey guys, we gotta go, our dinner reservations are soon.”

They all turned back to you as you moved to get up. “Woah no, no, no, slow down, you're staying here.” Sam spoke, ignoring the rude glare you gave him. “We’ll bring you back something alright? Just text me what you want.” Jake said, sliding his shoes on. A scoff came from Josh followed by a muttered “unbelievable” You waved them off and they walked out the door.

Shortly after turning a movie on, you quickly fall asleep, ignoring the request for information on your dinner order. You cuddled the blanket to your chin, legs sticking out to avoid overheating.

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The next morning you awoke to the sound of coughing in the main room, so it wasn't coming from you? You try to fall back to sleep once it is quiet again. Until it started back up, louder this time. You shifted up into a sitting position, groaning when you were met with a sharp pain right in the middle of your head. You got up and shuffled to the door. Opening it you were met with the sight of Josh hunched over the kitchen counter the area around him littered with used tissues. A smirk came across your face, “Aw the little baby is having tummy issues.” you said with faux concern your voice hoarse from sleep and soreness . He turned towards you, throwing a scowl your way “Shut up.”

The other boys entered the room and grimaced at the sight of you and Josh. A laugh left Danny’s lips. “You guys look like shit.” You smiled but Josh took it differently and threw the box of tissues at Danny. “Ok well we are gonna go run some errands, get some groceries and shit for the next couple days of break.” Sam said and followed with, “You two stay here, and please don't fight, I'm not sure either of you can take it.”

“Ah fuck off Sammy” Josh said, moving to sit on the couch. “Ok guys bye, have fun.” You could barely get through the statement without coughing. Once they left you took a seat on the opposite side of the couch from Josh. Once you were comfortable you reached for the remote, but you couldn't beat Josh as he grabbed it and leaned back into his spot. “Stupid fucker” you grumbled. “Don't turn on some shitty show.” You spoke. He retaliated with, “You don't have to watch then bitch.” You scoffed and grabbed your phone deciding to ignore the tv.

After around thirty minutes the show got your attention. It wasn’t good… per se but more the idiocy of the characters was entertaining. You and Josh made comments and even made each other laugh. It was nice, not being in a constant argument with him. You tried to take it in and not say anything passive aggressive. As the show played on you couldn't stop laughing. Josh joined in, an uncontrollable fit of laughter taking over. Nothing was even funny, you just couldn't stop laughing. “You know, you aren't too bad sweetheart.” You turned in Josh’s direction to see him looking at you with a smile. “Josh you’re fucking delirious.” You laughed and turned back towards the screen. He moved to sit closer to you, making you notice his lack of shirt. “Woah cowboy getting undressed already?” You still were laughing. “Alright now your turn,” He said but when he noticed your eyes shooting wide he added, “No i'm joking but I was being serious when I said you weren't so bad.”

With uncertainty you patted his shoulder, “Thanks Josh you aren't so terrible either.” He sat back and put his arm around your shoulders, a cheesy smile plastered on his face. When you met his eyes they were squinted, the illness getting to them. His eyes flashed down to your lips. When a giggled escaped you his eyes met yours again. He laughed and smiled, leaning in closer to your face. “Will you kiss me y/n?” You nodded and leaned in, meeting his lips with your own. It deepened when his tongue slipped between your lips, fighting with your own. You moaned and moved to straddle his lap, leaning his to his touch as he grabbed your hips.

As the kiss continued, his hands played with the hem of your sleep shirt which ironically had his face on it. The shirt was a secret Santa gag gift you received with the faces of all four boys on it. Disconnecting your lips from his, you pulled back to lift your shirt over your head. The cold air met your burning skin as you reconnected with Josh. He reached up and took both breasts into his own hands, moaning into the kiss. You rested your hands on his shoulders and ground your hips down onto him. That made moans fall from both of your mouths. You pulled back and he smiled. “What the fuck are we doing?” You responded with a laugh and he giggled into your neck as he peppered kissing along the side. You shifted up to pull on his waistband. He got the hint and lifted his hips to pull them down to his knees. Your hand drifted down as you took him in your palm giving sift gentle strokes in an attempt to get him to full hardness.

He leaned back into the couch and gave a lazy smile. You smiled back in a dazed state and leaned forward to capture his lips. The kiss was slow and sensual, both of you taking the time to enjoy it. His hand reached to your shorts, he tapped the outside of your thighs and you stood to removed them along with your underwear. Once you were back on his lap he ran his middle finger through your slit. The unexpectedness caused a sharp gasp to leave your mouth. “Aw all wet for me baby?” He grinned up at you and continued touching you. You laughed and leaned towards him. He brought his finger up to circle your clit. You felt your warm breath as it left your mouth and hit his neck.

“Come on Josh stop teasing me.” He could feel your smile as you said it and felt it drop when he slipped his finger inside. He dragged it back and forth, in and out of you eliciting whimpers to fall from your lips. “Think you can take another baby?” He questioned, a hum of ‘mhm’ left you in agreement. Once he had his two fingers inside you, scissoring them apart to stretch you open. You decided you didn't want to wait. “Josh,” You whimpered. “Yeah mama, what is it?” He asked. “Need your cock.” His fingers stalled inside of you as a groan fell from him. “Fuck baby you cant say that, I wont be able to hold myself back.”

“Don't then.” You pulled back to lift your hips up, the blanket pooling around your hips on his lap as he lined himself up. He dragged the tip through your slit, moving your arousal through it. Once he reached your entrance he slowly started pushing in. “Shit Josh,” You said, sliding down all of the way down his shaft. You fluttered around him. He groaned and pulled you back by the back of your neck, making your lips meet with his.

You started lifting your hips up and letting them fall back down slowly. “Oh so now you wanna tease me, you can't do that mama.” Fuck, that name. You smiled and allowed a breathy laugh to pass your lips. He grinned as he grabbed your hips, forcing you to go faster. The sounds of your skin slapping filled the room, accompanied by the moans and groans coming from both you and Josh.

You felt the coil tighten in your stomach, familiarizing yourself with the burn. You clenched around him and then wrapped your arms loosely over his shoulders. “Josh, I'm so close.” You grabbed onto the back of his neck tighter, pulling yourself into him, his face now in your neck. “I know baby it’s okay, let go for me.” His grip on your hips tightened and you could feel the marks forming that you were sure would be dark by tomorrow. You whimpered what you thought was his name but you weren't so sure, as you were completely wrapped up in the pleasure. Noticing a falter in your movements Josh took over, thrusting his hips up to meet yours. The sex sounds filling the room blocked both of your ears along with Josh’s. Neither of you heard the door knob shift, turning and the door being pushed inward.

“Guys- WOAH” Sam yelled. “My eyes!” Danny said, both of them turning away and rubbing at their eyes as Jake just laughed with a shrug and turned around with the others. A shriek came from you and both you and Josh froze before he scrambled to pull the blanket up over your shoulders, covering the both of you. You turned back to face Josh and you both cracked a smile before breaking into laughter. It seemed there was no end to the laughing as the boys looked back up after noticing your coverage. “Holy shit how delirious are they?” Danny said, making the journey to his room. “I dont fucking know dude,” Sam replied, “At least they arent fighting.” Jake added. “Hey yall get your shit together and finish up we got more medicine.” Sam finished before following the others.

You and Josh calmed down and moved to get redressed, not really feeling the mood anymore. Josh leaned into your ear, breathing down your neck. “We can finish this later tonight, need to see you come undone on my cock.” With that he got up and walked into his room. There was silence until you heard harsh coughs coming from his room, you laughed and moved towards your room.

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edit: ok wait why is this so shit

[albertasunrise]

Oops Baby - Juggling Act

Masterlist

Summary: Being best friends with Frankie meant movie nights, drinks with the guys and a shoulder to cry on when you got your hear broken. He is head over heels for you but you don’t feel the same… yet a drunken mistake will tie your lives together forever!

Relationships: Frankie Morales x Reader

Warnings: Like AO3 I choose to give none. Read at own risk. 18+ (So... I know this took a while. Just been so unmotivated lately so been struggling to write. Hopefully with this is worth the wait. I'll be introducing a new plot twist this chapter to look out for that 🙊)

Series Masterlist - Part 1

Two months had passed since you'd told Frankie that you were pregnant. He had been a little slow to forgive what had happened that night. You had hurt him. Taken advantage of his attraction to you and it was something that you'd never forgive yourself for.

The rest of the group had also been slow to forgive your transgressions. You hurt one of them. You hurt all of them. But as the weeks went by, you did your best to prove to all of them how truly sorry you were.

Ben had been your biggest supporter.

"So how are things?" Ben asked as he sipped at his black coffee "You and Frankie getting on better?"

"They're better." You replied as you placed your mug on its saucer "He's been helping me with a few things. Started looking at prams and cribs."

"That's positive." Ben gave you a warm smile as he leaned over to give your hand a friendly squeeze.

"Yeah." You conceded, nodding as you fiddled with the rim of your drink.

"But?" Ben pushed and you looked at him like a deer in headlights.

"But?"

"There's clearly something that you're not telling me." The blonde scoffed and you let out a long sigh as you leaned back in your chair and rubbed your bump.

"He uh… Well, he suggested that he move in with me after the baby was born." You stated, "To help with the baby and stuff."

"So?"

"So… What if his feelings for me start to cause issues?" You questioned "I want to have feelings for him… I mean he's what every woman dreams of but I dunno… Just don't feel the same way he does." You finished with a shrug.

"Frankie's a big boy." Ben chuckled as he downed the last of his coffee and motioned for the waitress to top him up "I'm sure he can handle himself."

"I guess." You replied, sighing as you leaned forward to take another sip of your own beverage "Just don't want to lose him again."

"Then don't fuck him again." Ben snorted and you glared at him as you flipped him off.

"Smart ass."

…

Frankie opened your front door with the key you'd had cut for him as he carefully balanced the takeout. He noted you were nowhere to be seen when he stepped inside so he called out to you whilst placing the takeout down on the table.

"In here." You replied from your office.

Frank placed the last container down before going in search of you. He could hear commotion coming from inside the spare room you had turned into an office a few years back so pushed the door open to you dismantling furniture.

"What the hell are you doing?" Frankie shrieked as he stepped further into the room.

"I wanted to get a head start on the nursery." You replied with a shrug.

"So you thought you would start dismantling heavy furniture on your own?" He growled, grabbing your attention.

"I'm pregnant Frankie… Not disabled."

"You shouldn't be doing this sort of thing on your own." He snapped "What if you hurt fell?"

"Frankie-"

"I'm just… I don't want you to do stuff that will risk the baby."

"Why would I risk the baby?" You scoffed and Frankie practically growled your name out as he replied.

"I get you are used to living alone and being independent but you are four months pregnant with our baby." He continued "If you would just read that book I got, you'd know that you shouldn't be lifting heavy shit like furniture."

You felt a pang of guilt at this statement. You deliberately ignored the book Frank had gifted you. You thought he was just being a know it all but now, seeing how he was pleading for you to listen to him, you realised that he was just trying to help.

"You're right." You sighed as you pushed yourself to your feet "I'm sorry."

"I got us take-out." He stated, changing the subject and you practically growled in delight.

"Thank god… I'm starved." Sprinted to the table, sighing in delight at the smells that greeted you.

"Got you your favourite." He piped up as he pushed the container towards you with some cutlery resting on top.

"Thank you, Frank."

The two of you then sat and ate as you showed each other different ideas for the nursery. You had found an all-in-one crib, the changing station at the end with drawers beneath it and the crib. Frankie showed you a chair he could that he felt would be great for you when you breastfed and a few dials he liked also.

"Helicopters?" You chuckled "What if we have a girl?"

"What… Girls can't like them too?"

You rolled your eyes at his statement but grinned when he stuck his tongue out at you in response. You loved how things were finally starting to ment. That you were starting to get the old Francisco back.

"You thought any more about me moving in here for a bit when the baby's born?" He asked between mouthfuls.

"I have." You replied simply.

"And?"

"And I just had one concern." Frank's brows pulled together in confusion as he looked up at you.

"Which is?"

"You have feelings for me Frankie." He went to say something but you stopped him in his tracks " I just… I don't want things to get weird between us."

"It won't be a problem." Frankie replied as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.

"How can you be sure?"

"Because I'm seeing someone." He replied plainly.

"Oh." You replied, a little shocked at his this news affected you.

"Yeah, I uh… Well, I met her a few days after you told us about the baby." He elaborated as a love-sick smile filled his features "I uh… Well, I didn't tell anyone cus it's still new but… Well, things are starting to get a little more serious so-"

"And she's okay with you moving in with the random chick you knocked up?" You scoff.

"She knows the situation and respects the fact I want to be involved… Want to help… Also, you're not some random chick!"

"How heroic." You grumbled, taking Frank by surprise.

"What?"

"Sorry… Nothing, just the hormones." You grumbled, trying to swallow past the lump in your throat.

"Are you jealous?" Frankie scoffed and you snorted.

"No, I'm not." You snapped "Just surprised you started dating when you're expecting a baby is all."

"Well, it's not like anything's ever going to happen between us." He stated as he forked more food into his mouth "I need to move on so that's what I'm doing."

"Right…" You trailed off, feeling tears sting at your eyes as you finished the last of your food in silence.

When the plates were washed and cleared away, you answered Frank's question. You knew you were going to need help when the baby came.

"Yes." You said as you opened the door for him as he went to leave "I would appreciate it if you moved in for a bit after the baby comes."

"Great." Frankie replied as he beamed at you and kissed your cheek "It's gonna be great."

You watched him practically skip to his truck. Your fingers touched where he'd kissed you just moments before. You were so confused by these feelings you were suddenly feeling for a man that four months ago, you'd slept with and rejected. You blamed the hormones.

You couldn't suddenly have developed feelings for him surely?

…

In the month that followed that evening, you and Frankie managed to clear out the office and start to paint it ready for the baby. You had your 20-month scan and after endless arm twisting and puppy-dog eyes from Frank, you agreed to learn the sex.

You were laying on the examination table, staring at the ceiling as the examiner prepped the machine for the procedure. You weren't exactly sure why you were so nervous. The baby had been active all morning, much to your chagrin and everything had been perfect on your last scan. Yet you couldn't help but worry that something might pop up.

"So, we ready to see how baby's getting on?" The doctor asked as she squeezed the gel onto your swollen tummy.

"Definitely!" Frankie replied. He was practically vibrating with excitement.

The doctor got to work looking for your little miracle. Finding them quickly and turning the screen so that you and Frankie could see the life you'd created together.

"Looking good mummy and daddy." Said the doctor sweetly as she grinned at you both "Did we want to learn the sex today?"

"Yes." Frank rushed out and you smirked at him, knowing how desperately he wanted to know.

"Let's have a look then." She said as she started to move the probe around, taking measurements as she went.

"Please be a girl. Please be a girl. Please be a girl." Frankie uttered under his breath, his hands enveloping yours as he stared at the screen awaiting the verdict.

"Well. She's measuring perfectly." The examiner stated and your heads shot up like Meerkats.

"She?" You asked and the doctor nodded.

"It's a girl?" Frankie squeaked and the doctor grinned.

"I can say with 90 per cent certainty that you are having a healthy baby girl."

Frankie choked back the sob that threatened to escape him at the news that he was going to have a daughter. He'd hoped from the moment that you'd told him you were pregnant that it was going to be a girl and his wish had been granted.

"Happy?" You asked, pulling his attention away from the screen and to you.

"Elated."

The doctor printed some pictures for you and sent you on your way with more tips for the last leg of your pregnancy. Frankie couldn't stop staring at the pictures as you left the building and made your way back to his truck, narrowly missing a lampost as he walked.

"Eye's up Morales." You teased as you guided the man to the car.

"I just… Just look at her." He gushed. His eyes were the size of saucers as he studied the pictures in his hands.

You smiled as you walked up beside him, resting your head on his arm as you both admired the pictures together. She was so clear. Her hands waving in front of her and her legs kicking. The first scan had been emotional but this one had just brought it all into focus. In four more months, you were going to be a mum.

"Can't wait to show everyone at the bar tonight." Frank said, pulling you from your thoughts "Ben's going to be stoked."

After a few more moments of wonderous staring, Frank finally helped you clamber into the car before getting in himself. You had loved the fact your appointment had fallen on drinks night so when you had suggested to Frankie that you surprise them with the news that night, he'd leapt at the chance. You had come up with a plan for how you were going to tell them. You just needed to set it up when they were out of earshot.

Frank dropped you home before making his way back to work and so then, with the rest of the afternoon off, you started to put your plan in motion. Come 6 it was time to leave. All three of the boys had offered to pick you up but you had declined. Wasn't like you could drink anyway.

Arriving at the bar, you managed to avoid the Miller brother's gaze as you snuck over to Fish who was standing waiting for you. With a quick hug and a peck on the cheek, you relayed your plan to him, smiling when he then passed that onto the barman whose attention he shortly grabbed. Then, when everything was in place, you walked with Frank as he carried the tray of drinks over.

"Ahhhhhh, that's what we want." Ben cooed as he helped Frank unload the tray before pouring everyone a glass.

"Who's the extra glass for?" Will asked. Something you hadn't noticed until he had pointed it out.

"That would be for me." Piped up an unfamiliar voice and you turned your head to seek it who owned it.

The was a pretty woman. Medium height with dirty blonde waves and striking eyes. She smiled shyly at you all as Frankie stood to throw his arm around her shoulders.

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Mary." He said proudly "Mary this is everyone." He chuckled "The blonde Labrador over there is Benny… The more reserved blonde there is Ironhead-"

"Will is fine." The older Miller interjected.

"And this lovely lady here is Titch." He finished with a smile.

You gave her a wave, trying your best to hide the turmoil you were feeling with a smile. At first glance, she seemed nice. A little on the shy side but pretty in a girl-next-door kinda way. She wasn't stick thin. On the curvier side but her dress sense did nothing but accentuate her best features in all the right ways.

"So this is mummy to be." She piped up and she held her hand out for you to shake "I'm so happy to meet you. Frankie's told me all about you."

"All good I hope?" You joked and she grinned and nodded.

"Of course."

"Here, sit with me, baby." He purred as he pulled a chair up next to him, smiling sweetly when she popped herself down and leaned in to kiss him.

"So why are we only meeting this lovely lady now?" Ben pushed, his eyes glancing at you and noting how uncomfortable you looked.

"Well, Frank wanted to make sure this was something serious before introducing me to you all." She teased "Y'all obviously very important to him."

"Damn right." Will piped up, grinning at the look he got from Fish.

The table erupted into twenty questions for the next half an hour. Everyone but yourself wanted to know everything there was to know about Mary. Glancing at his watch, Frank noted it was time so coughing to grab your attention, he changed the direction of the conversation.

"Well, I think Mary's had enough interrogating for one evening." He joked, noting that the barman was preparing their surprise "Don't you guys wanna know how the scan went."

"Oooooh!… I do I do I do!" Ben answered as he positively bounced in his chair "How was it? Everything okay?"

"Everything is perfect." You replied with a smile. Glad to be off the subject of Mary for a while.

"We actually have a little surprise for you all." Frank piped up when he spotted the barman walking towards them.

"What is it?" Will asked excitedly.

"Is it twins?"

"No, it's not twins." You chuckled "We would have known that months ago if it was."

"What is it then?"

"Special order for ya." Said the server as he placed three cocktails down on the table.

"There's gotta be a mistake." Ben started "We wouldn't order pink coc…" The younger Miller trailed off as he shared a look with his brother before looking up at you and Frank "Really?" He squeaked and you nodded.

"Someone mind clueing me in here?" Will piped up and you chuckled wetly.

"They're having a girl." Ben replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Shit, that's awesome!" Will cheered as he stood up to hug you both "Congratulations."

"This is great news baby." Mary cooed as she kissed Frankie sweetly "I knew that's what you wanted."

For some reason. The fact she knew he wanted a girl before you made you want to scream. This was supposed to be your journey to share with him. Yet you knew you had no right to be jealous of her.

Frank had offered himself to you and you had rejected him.

You didn't even feel like that for him.

"Ugh… This little princess is using my bladder as a trampoline." You pipped up as you pushed yourself to your feet "Back in a few."

With that, you made your momentary escape. Desperate to get away from the happy couple for a while. After relieving yourself, you snuck outside for a moment. Needing another few minutes before rejoining your party. You breathed in the crisp evening air and willed the tears that threatened to spill.

"Titch?"

Frankie's voice made you jump and your hand grasped your chest as you willed your heart to slow.

"Jesus Frank." You grumbled, "Nearly gave me a heart attack."

"Sorry." He replied, "You okay?"

"Mhmm." You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak.

"Titch… What's wrong."

"Nothing I just…" You sniffed as you tried to pull yourself together "I just wasn't expecting you to bring her tonight of all nights."

"Why are you crying?" You growled at his question, not wanting to answer it but knowing he wouldn't drop it if you didn't "Titch?"

"Seeing her with you hurts!" You growled "There! Ya, happy? Seeing you with her has made me sad and I don't understand why."

"Titch-"

"I just hate the idea of you being together… This is supposed to be our journey and then I learn that she knew you wanted a girl before I did and…"

"You had your chance to share this journey with me Titch." He stated plainly and you nodded, knocking the traitorous tears loose.

"I know that." You growled "I just… I don't understand what I'm feeling right now."

"Come inside." You nodded, following him in wordlessly and rejoining the rest of the party.

"Everything okay Titch?" Ben asked when he noticed your eyes were red.

"Yeah… Just these damn baby hormones getting the better of me." You chuckled, leaning into him in a way you hoped would be reassuring.

"Man, those steaks look incredible." Will piped up as he eyes the food that had been delivered to the table across from yours.

"Fuck I miss steak." Frankie grumbled.

"Can't have it at all?" Ben asked, his voice taking on a sympathetic tone.

"Doc said to avoid it. I guess a steak once in a while won't kill me." Fish shrugged "I guess that's what you get for fucking up your heart with drugs." He joked, trying to lighten the tone.

"We all turned to shitty methods to cope man." Will said, remembering his own poor choices after he'd gotten out "Maybe save the steak treat for your birthday though."

"Sounds like a plan!" Mary agreed and she wrapped her arm around his and pulled him close "Your heart may be delicate baby… but you aren't where it counts." She finished with a wink, grinning at the growl this elicited from her boyfriend.

"Gross." Ben groaned, earning himself the finger from the happy couple.

"I should get going." You said suddenly, rubbing your belly and feigning a yawn "Baby is draining me, body and soul."

"Awe." Ben pouted, earning a kiss on the cheek from you.

"Night everyone."

You said your goodbyes and left. Glad to escape. You didn't understand why seeing Frankie and Mary together hurt so much. You should be happy that he found someone. He deserved to be happy and yet you found you couldn't be.

Then it dawned on you as you put your car in park.

"I have feelings for Frank!"

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Matchup Trade for @jae-pudding Your match is…GOJO

<3 Gojo is deadass perfect for you

<3 Like you both having the same zodiac sign is super helpful in the way you interact

<3 If you both were together in highschool you would be MENCIESSS

<3 Like always in trouble but you don’t give a fuck

<3 Now back to the present

<3 You both would be the biggest bullies to each other like constantly giving each other the worst nicknames ever

<3 Also the biggest disruptors in the class all the damn time

<3 He would also bring you to group outing with his students, always trying to socialize

<3 The non-clinginess works for the both of you because he is away in missions almost all the time or spending time with his students, so he likes that you don’t need to be attached at the hip to know that he loves and cares about you

<3 I see Gojo as a dog person, so lots of puppies, but like bigger breeds of dogs like pitbulls, bulldogs, great danes, etc. He is the strongest and he needs an animal to represent that lol

<3 Now on to angsty shit

<3 Now

<3 Gojo can be a pretty loud person

<3 So he had to learn to quiet down when needed and to match the energy of ether you or the situation

<3 Also

<3 His life is insane, and unscheduled that he would absolutely have to cancel on you more than actually being able to follow through with plans, which could cause issues for the both of you

<3 I do not think you would fully blame him because of how his life is a sorcerer and the strongest one in fact, but it would still hurt all the same

<3 But Gojo would absolutely make it up to you in any way possible

<3 When he can go on dates, most of them are movie, ether at the theater or at home

<3 If his mission wasn’t super dangerous he would bring you so you could travel to new places

<3 Matching shirts>>>>

<3 He would get you super expensive basic shirts, and you would be like “How much was this?” and he says “Ohh don’t worry about it” (You looked it up, it was 5K in american dollars)(I forget he is LOADEDDDD)

<3 Alright now on to the drabble

As a bonding activity with his students Gojo has assigned you, Yuno, to teach them how to garden….it didn't go as planned. Before the chaos started he had brought up the idea of teaching his students how to garden. His reasonings were team building and learning a new skill. You were fairly reluct at first cause you have only met them a handful of times, but you said fuck it why not. Now back to the present. You are now outside near the back of the school teaching them how to ready their pots for soil and their seeds. You decided that potting plants would be a good start rather than starting in the ground. “Alright Yuno, I gotta go sign some paperwork but I will be back shortly” Gojo says while leaning in to kiss your cheek “Ok see you soon” you reply back with a small smile”. You are now sitting in a circle with Nobara, Yuji, and Megumi with your pots for the plants filled with soil. “Now that we have our soil in our pot we will now make a small well in the soil to place our seed” You say “pfft seed” Yuji giggles, you try to ignore but Nobara turns to him and smacks him on the back of the head “Can you fucking be normal for once and not act like a 12 year old boy”, Yuji rolls his eyes at her “Whatever…..bitch” he grumbles that last part trying to make sure she didn’t hear, oh but she did. At this point you have Nobara and Yuji fighting on the ground, knocking over their pots and soil on the ground making a mess, then you see Gojo in the distance.

Gojo sees the commotion in the distance and starts to get worried, he walks a bit quicker to the scene and his face drops at the sight. He sees you trying to pull them apart the best you can’t without causing more of a mess, and then sees megumi just staring and watching them, laughing to himself. When Gojo got there he was already pulling Yuji and Nobara by the back of their uniforms and dragging them away. Once they were a good distance away he placed them back down and started giving them the worst scolding he has ever given them, “What is wrong with you two?!?, I can not leave for a second without you both acting up” “We're sorry sensei” “No don’t say sorry to me, say sorry to Yuno for disrupting his class that HE volunteered to do for y’all” “Yes sensei” they bow and walk back over to Yuno. Once they get back to the gardening area they bow and apologize to you for making a mess everywhere “Thank you for apologizing” you say with a soft smile Gojo then takes your hand and leads you away from the kids “There gonna clean up everything, don’t worry about it” he says ending his sentence with a hand around your waist and a kiss on your cheek.

(Authors Note: I hope you like it, sorry it took a bit lol)

[tiktaalic]

He’s sooooo funny. Pilot opens with him de escalating with empathy as people scoff at him and then he never does it ever again. From there on out it’s Hmmmm I think I will get the biggest rise possible out of people. I think I will cause commotion. I think I will purposefully say reactionary shit. And fuck anybody who gets in my way because I’m gods specialist little boy.

[cornie-heesan]

Part One: "Leave me out in the forest to rot"

Staring| non idol! Bang Chan x fem!reader

Featuring| Other members of stray kids as supporting characters

Started| April 30, 2024

Ended| ???

Part| 1/???

Word Count| 789

A/N| This is going to be a multi-part fic where each chapter will come with it's own set of warnings to adequately fit each one.

pt. 2| All of my writings are works of pure fiction. In no way are they representative of the idols mentioned in them. If you don't like them, don't read them.

pt.3 The writing style of these parts will vary depending on the situation. Some parts may be written in 3rd person 'You' form or through the perspective of a narrator.

WARNINGS| none really, besides cussing because I am the way I am. This part is short. Trying to ya know, set the scene with this series lol

There are certain things that some would consider the simple joys in life. For example, reading a book, painting a picture, or even listening to a favorite podcast. However, those who do not enjoy some of these activities would rather you suffer a horrible day and spill an entire hot pot of coffee where coffee is not intended. 

Y/N is one of those simple pleasure kind of people- whereas her coworker Jeongin is one of the world’s biggest haters of her happiness. This is how the three opening baristas of The Cup House start their morning. Agonized screaming, cursing, and a whole batch of coffee wasted.

“Yang Jeongin, I swear to god when I get my hands on you- your ancestors will detest your very existence!”

“Fucking bite me, Y/N! I am not listening to that stupid podcast anymore!”

Felix watches in pure horror as the youngest of the baristas throws a dirty dish rag at Y/N- only adding fuel to the fire. From his couple of months working here, Felix has determined that the relationship between you and Jeongin borders on homicidal siblings. If one of you is worked up, then the other is right there to make it worse than it needs to be. 

“Guys! We literally open in two minutes!” Felix tries his best to start cleaning up the coffee around the two of you bickering- next thing he knows you’re standing behind the counter in nothing but the lacy bra you told him about over the weekend. 

“I swear to go Jeongin when I tell Mr. Kim about this bullshit he’s revoking your access to the fucking tips.” 

All the commotion leaves all three baristas too distracted to hear the bell above the door. Y/N and Jeongin are bickering back and forth as Felix tries to hand Y/N a dry shirt to cover up with before any customers, let alone their boss see what’s happening.

“Wow… When Han said there was interesting service here, I didn’t think he meant this.” There’s a low whistle that causes the baristas to freeze- before turning to the two men on the opposite side of the counter. Jeongin and Felix recognized them as two of the employees from the music store across the street- a place they frequented often on their shared days off.

Y/N tries to keep her blush at bay when her eyes met those of the purple haired customer- he grins sheepishly trying to keep his eyes at a respectful level. Damn this man and his cute fucking dimples. Y/N snatches the shirt from Felix before glaring at Jeongin "Fuck you, Innie," her shoulder checks his as she storms by- blush crawling up her neck.

"Did we just witness a breakup?" Changbin snorts leaning against the counter "If I ever dated Y/N- I want someone to leave me out in the forest to rot." Jeongin scoffs before turning towards the kitchen to make a fresh batch of coffee. Chan watches him wide eyed before meeting Felix's already exhausted eyes- "They are friends through Y/N's younger brother. So like, by proxy they have to dislike one another."

Chan slowly nods, "but, why was her shirt off?" still confused about what The Cup House was all about "IN, spilled an entire batch of black coffee on her. I didn't stop their fighting in time to stop the strip show, unfortunately." Felix sighs grabbing the cups for their regular orders.

"I'd smash" Changbin smirks in the direction Y/N wandered off towards before a heavy slap landed on the back of his head "Shut the fuck up Bin,"

"Wait," Han stops the music playing throughout the store "You guys walked in and Y/N just had her shirt off?" He can't believe that "The one day I don't offer to go get the coffee!" He yells before getting a response "Dude, she didn't even spare me a glance. I doubt she would've noticed you with the way she was going in on Innie," Changbin snorts

"But she's so mommy when she's yelling like that" there was no hesitation with Han's response. He's always had a bit of a thing for women who yell and degrade him. Chan's eyebrows furrow as he looks away from his laptop. "You two need professional help," he says while grabbing his headset to pull over his head.

"Goooood morning, ladies and gents it's Chan,"

"Binnie"

"And ya boy Han- thanks for tuning into 3racha. All things music and a little bit about our personal lives," at this Changbin snorts "More like ninety-five percent our personal lives and five percent music."

"So, here's my first question out for the twitter audience- how would you react if the cute barista across the street was just serving you in her bra?"

So, this is part one. I wanted to use this as an introduction to the series. Also, to introduce the personalities- somewhat- of all those involved. You'll learn a bit more about the personalties of Chan and Y/N the further we get into this.

[intoloopin-archive]

5!!!

CONGRATS! YOU GOT … TOB!

Time Of Bloom, mostly known under the acronym TOB [to-be], was a fictional south korean boy group debuted in early 2016 and disbanded in late 2017 under shell company Songflower Music, with the Top13 finalist of the fictional reality show Spring Teens, an attempt to compete with the rising Produce series and I.O.I. LINEUP (13): Irrelevant. Proved to be extremely manipulated. HITS INCLUDE: Fly (2016). Hard Carry (2016). Really Really (2017). Spring Day (2017). CONCEPT: None. NOTORIOUS MEMBERS: Hype, Hosung, Yoo Geon, *Jeonghun.

Oh boy… TOB. The biggest shitshow the Gioverse has ever seen. The group that makes LOOPiN look like a bunch of hippies.

Right out of the gate, hey, it’s Idolmaker’s Kim Hosung! Also known as my most tragic character to date, and everything involving them is obligatory living in my mind rent free. They were one of the many, many people rigged to make it into the final 13, which was completely chosen by executives before the show even started – Spring Teens was pretty much a test conducted by many companies on just how much manipulation they could get away with. Spoiler alert: a lot, but not all of it. TOB only managed to operate for a year and some weeks because a newspaper was threatening to start an investigation on their shady voting numbers, and not even a powerhouse like MBN - whom has TIES WITH THE GOVERMENT! - could contain it any longer.

Their shit is extremely dense and complicated to explain (13 people rigged in with their own personal agendas like, woah), but the most relevant of all: final guy Yoo Geon got very close with not final guy Jeonghun backstage, and as soon as he learned about all of Jeonghun’s trials and tribulations and catastrophic stakes if he didn’t make it as an Idol immediatly, this man crumbled in guilt (to put things into perspective he was a dozen even worse than J.J, fully disinterested in music and only there to quickstart his acting career) and told Jeonghun everything about the set final members, mind you, ON THE SPRING TEENS FINALE SET, RIGHT AS THE CAMERAS WERE ABOUT TO ROLL! Jeonghun, already a pile of nerves from the whole situation, didn’t take that well at all, obviously – he tried to fist fight an executive about it and got scouted out of the studio by security, causing enough of a commotion to get the live finale postponed by two weeks. It was horrible. 

As you might already know if you were around to catch Idolmaker!!! Hosung – before he was forced by his INSANE, ACTUALLY PSYCHOPATHIC older brother and manager Hojin to enlist in the military – tracked Jeonghun down and convinced him to sign with Furta Media/MBN and join IDMK’s third generation with him, as he was given enough power to handpick any trainees he wanted for that unit (at a big, big cost, Hosung nooooooo). That could be seen as a hard decision for someone to make, with the whole ‘if you can’t fight them, will you really go down low enough and join them?’, but not to Jeonghun: he was all about being rigged to make it now that he knew from experience that that’s how the game was played. He and Hosung went on to become best friends on the long run, actually inseparable, making ⅔’s of IDMK’s ‘blood pack siblings’, a.k.a SungBinHun (Hosung, Dabin and Jeonghun).

Which – unrelated now but in a couple lines you will see why – brings us to Hype, which my god, does this guy fucking SUCKS at a Kwon Dongwook level. But as I said on my talk blog quite a lot before, I still feel like I’m not done at all with IDMK, specially SungBinHun, and Parit is unfortunately a key person to get a lot of insight into my forever girl Dabin. But what you must know is: he’s a big actor now at a worldwide level (not exclusively BLs but a lot of BLs, which given his raging homophobia is kind of like, morbidly hilarious), he’s to this day pissed he couldn’t impregnate the biggest fansign he ever had because she’s a lesbian, he still thinks that Hosung ‘stole her’ from him when they only showed her who her Idol truly was (A MAJOR ASSHOLE!!!!), and that girl, my good folks, is Dabin.

[kittymaine]

The Husky & His White Cat Shizun Vol. 5 by Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou

I finally got around to reading The Husky & His White Cat Shizun Vol. 5 by Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou. With this book, I think I'm caught up on the recent books I've bought, and I'm going to have to start digging into my back list now. I'm trying not to sound like I'm suffering.

This book picks up with the wedding of Nangong Si and Song Quitong fast approaching. Somebody has started spreading a rumor that Song Quitong has been cheating on Nangong Si with Ye Wangxi, her original rescuer. During a banquet thrown on the night before the wedding, a strange masked man appears to make the same accusations, saying in front of all the sects of the cultivation world that Song Quitong has been unfaithful, and the wedding shouldn't go forward. It causes a wild commotion in the hall, all the other sects hungry to see the biggest and richest sect in the upper realm suffer such a public humiliation. But, before the truth of Song Quitong's betrayal can be revealed, a huge commotion begins in the fields behind the banquet hall, as a rift straight to the infinite hells is opened. Could it be that the true enemy will finally be revealed?

ANYWAY! As usual. I'll talk about this book under the cut, since I don't want to spoil this book for anyone who hasn't read it, but I really need to scream about this book to someone.

This book was such a bait and switch, though not in a bad way. I went into the book thinking this was going to be a little diversionary story about Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi. And, it was, for a little bit! Honestly, I didn't think I would care much about the whole Rufeng Sect thing, but once I realized what was really happening, I was hooked. I had been wondering why Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi didn't show up muck in fanfic and I guess I have my answer now. Though, it makes me kind of sad. Ye Wangxi is so tragic, how she's been used and abused by Nangong Lu, what's been done to her voice and body. We don't really get to see how she feels about any of it and we don't get to see where the three of them get to after the fire (Nangong Si, Ye Wangxi and Song Quitong), but I'm really curious. I wish there was more fan content for Ye Wangxi. I kind of want to hunt it down, but I don't want to spoil stuff for myself.

Then, oh my god, that twist in the middle with Xu Shuanglin? That was brutal, but also I was fucking living. My primary theory so far is that Luo Fenghua and Xu Shuanglin had some kind of complicated love affair. Why else would he steal his spiritual core? I was on the same wavelength with Mo Ran, assuming that he plans to use rebirth on him. It's the only thing that fits all the loose pieces of the puzzle we have floating around.

And then the interlude at the end with Mo Ran and Chu Wanning and yet another cute little ramshackle cabin. OMG y'all there was only one bed, who could imagine! I hate how this book can wind me up into little knots with the will-they-won't-they tug of war that happens when these two finally get a chance alone. They both are aware that they like each other! Mo Ran put down so many invitations! But, they're both such little cowards, they won't make a move. Until, you know, finally Mo Ran took the plunge. I'm so proud of him, my sweet little guy. The image of the two of them sitting on that stupid sword in the sky and Chu Wanning telling him "I'm ugly. I'm no good." I felt like my heart was dying, like god please someone kiss this man he's breaking my heart. I mean, I think he definitely broke Mo Ran's heart with all that. It's so brutal that the depth of his own tragedy is still landing. Like, not only did you love him, yet tortured him to death, he also loved you and still let you do all that to him. The part where Mo Ran's tear dropped onto Chu Wanning as he kissed his cheek took my heart and threw it on the ground and did a tap dance on it.

Like, fuck, dog. You don't gotta do me like that.

Anyway... ANYWAY! I ordered the next volume already. And the cover has them both in white in front of a verdant green background. THEY'RE MARRIED ALREADY GUYS, but that's okay, my body is ready for the pain.

[crows-home]

Hello hellooooo I have thoughts about Tiger and Bunny :) below the cut because it's so long lmao. I tried to keep spoilers out of it, for the most part, but this is mainly me talking about things i liked

I really liked the character designs. It's what immediately drew my eye and hooked me when I was just channel surfing and came across it. I was like holy shit!!! Black people drawn super well in an anime!!!! It's something that I wasn't used to, Made my heart sing yk.

I adored the character designs for the most part!! Yeah some of them (barnaby) looked silly, but it really fit their character. It's a superhero anime- I was expecting it!

Oh man, speaking of, I'm such a goner for superhero/ mecha stuff. Some of my favorite franchises growing up were Transformers, Power Rangers, and Tenkai Knights. So when I flipped through channels, saw the heroes in action and the fighting/ animation, my brain went "!!!!!!! Yes!!!" I gushed over Tiger and Barnaby's hero suits, heck, everyone's hero suits. It just scratches an itch in my brain.

I watched the dub, and I thought it was great!! Lots of funny lines and great deliveries :) ("and what's that over there?" "Oh that's. A building." "And that?" "...also.. A building." And "I don't talk like that!" "I dOnt TaLk liKe ThAT!" And God any line where Bunny was crying was just so good. Really pulled on my heart strings even when I wasn't expecting it to) Sure, some of the scenes were corny, but I was expecting it!

The plot was solid, though I can see where some holes might be poked. But there was so much character in every episode, I love the teamwork and the way everyone interacted with each other. And the attention that was placed on their relationships with their families. Even if I wish for more, it's fun to play around with in my head. Like, I'm sure Fire Emblem was a big step forward, in universe, for gay rights and their flirty, flamboyant attitude is the biggest "fuck you" to homophobes. I'm sure Dragon Kid's debut, at 13, caused a commotion about children doing hero work, especially when she's getting hurt so much. I'm sure there's a lot of background politics at play regarding heroes and their sponsors that we don't see. I know a lot of this was left out, because they wanted a story with one plot, because they weren't sure how far this series would go, because it just wasn't as interesting. But oh man, these things have been in my head ever since I watched it. Tiger and Bunny is a fun playground.

(I'm going to be honest, I went in without high expectations for the plot. I was just here for cool fight scenes)

I appreciated the direction they took Karina's crush on Kotetsu. I was really wary at first. She's 15? 16? and he's like 36. If they were going to be pairing up the underage girl with the grown man she had a crush on, I was prepared to drop the whole show and hate it. But no!! The progression was sweet, the way Kotetsu obviously sees her as a daughter, and how Karina evolved into her feelings was just :')

Also. Holy fucking shit. Barnabys entire life just. Put out there, for the whole world to see. I can't imagine the sense of perversion that creates. The world knows his name, his backstory, everything. He no longer has his own life, his own choices. It's ridiculous, and I'm glad he had people there to support him.

UNLIKE KOTETSU JEEZ. Man was getting the short end of the stick at every turn ToT I felt so bad for him every time he tried to hard to be recognized, but also just embarrassed. Give him a break!!!

And. Even before going into this, I knew that people would ship Tiger and Bunny. I've been around the block, I know how this shit goes, especially in these types of shows. Two guys being super close, going on about their friendship and all that, is bound to attract shipping. I wasn't against it!- I was just ready for it, but was mostly planning on ignoring it.

But. Holy shit. It's really all there huh. They're like. in Love Love.

("you're only partners for each other." "You two fight like an old married couple." "we dont need to talk to know what the other is thinking." "you're always making me think about you."

Kotetsu "I wonder how Bunny's doing again" Kaburagi and Barnaby "Have I told you about Kotetsu today yet" Brooks Jr. Neither of you are subtle.)

I'll make another post with some more detailed criticisms and takes, but for now, this is all my brain wants to gush about

[sol-consort]

Okay, me again. I was watching more of those modded gameplays again this time it was Tali's and OMG SHE TAKES OFF HER MASK?!?!?!?! That's so crazy!

(P.S. Also idk if this is true or not and I'm too lazy to check rn but I saw in the comments of that video that the game was gonna allow more same sex relationships but then Fox News threatened to get the game banned and also the whole commotion about femshep and Liara? Like, I'm sorry?? Can queer people have one fucking thing, please?)

(P.P.S. I think Tali was gonna be one of the characters that both male and female shep were allowed to romance, and that's why I think there's like romantic dialog left over even as femshep)

Sadly the Fox News controversy is true

ME1 released in 2007 and this segment aired in 2008, it contained a lot of false information about how explicit the sex scenes were, causing a massive backlash from the general public. Liara's romance was especially demonised.

Bioware had done queer characters and romance before, but it was more on the subtle side with games that never got much publicity to begin with. So to put a lesbian romance on the same level and seriousness as the other two straight romance options was blasphemous in people's eyes at the time.

There were rumours about ME1 Kaidan being bi but then scrapped because of maleshep romance dialogue lines people found in the gamefiles, but bioware claims that it wasn't cut content, just a mixed up script that got sent to his voice actor.

Notably, in ME2, there is a huge lack of main queer relationships. Liara wasn't added until the DLC, Kelly is an npc that doesn't have a route. Sleeping with Mornith causes a game over screen and she is an optional recruit that you've very discouraged to pick by the game.

All the main relationships were gutted and scrubbed from any hint of queerness. Thanks to Fox News, Jack, Tali, Thane, Miranda, and Jacob had dialogue lines and romance flags for same-gender Shep.

Jack took the biggest hit, however, as she was meant to be THE bi rep, but the fox news segment made Bioware pull the plug and turn her straight last minute. Her femshep romance was practically done.

In ME3, they did listen to the community, and Kaidan was turned bi thanks to the mix-up lines accidentally recorded in ME1. Plus getting an exclusively gay/lesbian romance option.

Steve and Samantha are more well-rounded characters than Kelly, they contain more depth and actual personality...but, they do fall short in comparison to the rest of the romance-able characters. The game considered their romance a main route unlike Kelly who still let you go have other relationships, you could "Lock in" with both of them.

A huge part of why they don't feel as important is because you can't take them on missions with you, they're stationary set pieces almost. The crew fighting alongside you helps create a special bond, why even EDI feels closer to the player than both of them despite her being in a relationship with Joker.

So besides Steve and Samantha, Liara and Kaidan remain the only gay romance options in the Mass Effect Trilogy.

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Final note: I really like how Thane—a deeply spiritual and religious character—was supposed to be queer without it creating conflict within his belief system. It helps resonate how different the aliens' culture is, how homophobia could be a man–human–made concept in the Mass Effect world. How it's only us who used religion as an excuse way to shun queer people, while the rest of the galaxy didn't even consider it.

In ME3, there is an overhead dialogue about a human soldier talking to the asari embassy about finding refugee for her asari daughter, maybe send her back home. She mentions how all her human family basically abandoned her the day she married her asari wife, homophobia heavily implied.

You don't hear a story like that from any other alien who married an asari, I really think homophobia is exclusive to humans. It's both shameful but also a relief that at least the rest of the galaxy have their priorities sorted right. We could learn a thing or two.

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