#I like these because they make good and interesting couples

[fruitiesss]

bob reynolds NSFW alphabet !

as requested lol, i listened to the people and the people want bob smut.

MINORS + AGELESS DNI. SMUT.

send requests in! characters are on my pinned posts, just give me a hot minute to write them ^^

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Bob's very into cuddling and being close in general, he's also a human heater so if you're not cold you're gonna have to push him off until you are (his pouty face ensues). If it was really messy, he'll run a bath and get in with you situated on his lap. He keeps water bottles by the bed and isn't above running quickly to the store to grab some food if you need it.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Bob likes his hands. They're almost constantly in use because he likes to fidget and read, so he's more than capable with them, and he loves the way you come apart under them.

He'd like your thighs and hips, it's something to hold onto while he fucks into you or when you ride him. He also loves the squishiness of them, much better than any stress relief toys you buy him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Bob's never been in the place mentally (or physically) to risk having a kid at his age. He's always used condoms or pulled out when he's been in quick hook-ups before (though not many, he's quite inexperienced). You would have to sit him down and discuss kids with him first, but even then he's still hesitant and nervous.

He prefers to cum on your stomach or back if you'd let him. He cleans it up fast though, knowing the stickiness when it dries is less than desirable.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He rarely watches porn - why would he need to, he has you! - but does when you're away on a long mission or a trip. He takes inspiration from it and tries to incorporate a position or kink he'd watched that he thought you might like.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) This boy is inexperienced. As I said before, he's had a few hook-ups here and there but he's never been interested enough to learn. You're gonna have to teach him a few things and he is so eager to please you in any way you want. He's incredibly good at following orders.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) COWGIRL. FUCKING RIDE HIM HE WILL CUM INSTANTLY. Just the way he can see you - all of you - makes him harder than a fucking rock. Ugh, this man will have his hands anywhere, eyes half lidded in pure bliss as he watches you bounce.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Bob's a mix of both. He's serious when he's concentrating, trying to reach the spot that makes your toes curl, but he laughs and jokes with you when he's not. He can't take himself seriously and neither can you, it feels so good but it's also really funny.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) He's never taken care of himself properly before. Now that he's clean, he probably trims a little down there so it's not completely unbearable but he won't be smooth or clean shaven. He dyed his hair blonde ONCE and nobody will let him forget it, so YES the carpet matches the drapes thank you. He also doesn't mind if you shave or not. Hair is natural and he understands that, he actually prefers if you don't shave, as long as you're clean.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Sex for him is all about connection. He's done the unfeeling, unromantic stuff before and he hates it. You are his everything and he needs you to know that. He's complimenting you with every other word, letting you know how much he loves you or how good you make him feel. He is all about you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) He rarely jacks off because you're right there all the time. Though when you're out of town or on a long mission he will do it a couple of times just to keep himself sated until you can come back. He's needy for you always.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) BOB LIKES HIS HAIR BEING PULLED. Grab it by the roots and pull and he will give you the sweetest sound you've ever heard. He loves praise too, call him a good boy and he's already on his knees for you so he can do anything you want. He's a switch 100%, will do anything you want but likes to be dominated sometimes.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) He likes being in bed with you, he's very hesitant to do anything in public because you're his to see and he's yours to see. He will if you really want to, but he won't like it. When he's really needy, he'll corner you wherever you are in the tower until you take him up to one of your rooms, with him following like a dog on a leash.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) You. If you're in the mood, he's in the mood. If he sees you, he's in the mood. Wearing something revealing? He's on you. You opened the floodgates when you first laid with him now lie in the bed you made.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) He's not into any kind of bodily fluid (other than cum, obviously) or anything where he hurts you or you hurt him. He refuses to lay a hand on you. Unless it's a soft slap. Impact play is a big no no.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) He likes to get his dick sucked. He loves it, actually. You look so pretty on your knees with his cock in your mouth. He prefers giving, though! He wasn't so good at it when he started out but he has definitely gotten much better since he started out and he is a MUNCH. This man will spend hours between your legs if he can, his intense eyes staring into yours.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Bob as a person is very soft and sweet despite everything he's been through. He would take it slow and sweet with you, afraid to break you as if you were made of glass. He could take you fast and rough but he wouldn't be able to keep it up.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) He doesn't like them. Too fast, it blurs in his head. He needs to know you're satisfied before he can leave you. He will take you for a quickie if you really, really beg him and only if you're in a place where you can't get to your beds.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) He likes to experiment with anything you bring to him. He'll do anything (other than his nos) at least once.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Thanks to his powers, he has very good stamina. He'll last about 6 rounds with water breaks in between but if you wanted more, he will give you more. Anything for you. He'd last the whole day for you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) He's never seen the need for them. His hand did the job just fine when he was low on money (or needed the money for drugs) and even now he doesn't see the need for toys. He doesn't get jealous if you have any toys either, he'll use them on you if you're into that.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He thinks he's a tease but really he gives in whenever you so much as pout at him or whine. He's so smitten for you and wants to provide everything you need.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Bob will be quiet at first, biting into his hand to stifle any of his moans or grunts so he can fully hear the beautiful noises he elicits from you. But that's when he's on top. Get him submissive and that boy is LOUD for you. Pull his hair and he WILL moan. Overstimulate him and he WILL whine.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) He likes to bite and suck marks into your skin. Especially in those spots that are hard to cover up. It gives him a sense of pride, knowing that he did that to you. He's also very bitey in general. Very cute.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) He's not small at all but he'd not HUGE. I'd say he's 6 inches, nice and thick. Knows how to use it once he gets the hang of sex in general. It curves slightly to the left and has a nice pink tip, cut.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) This guy is super needy. He's ready for you at any time, you just need to ask and he's already pouncing on you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) He only lets himself fall asleep once he's sure you're comfortable enough to. He is very sleepy after, though. He's falling asleep as he's scrubbing you in the bath, head slumping forward onto your shoulder until you nudge him. Once you're taken care of though, he's out like a light on the bed.

[mwphisto]

LaDs: You have a High Libido

~ inspired by an anon’s ask!

~ all love interests included

Warning, this post contains: smut, 18+ content, mentions of sex, sweat, cum, bodily fluids, you get the idea.

Xavier

⭐️He is thrilled actually, because so does he

⭐️Don’t let the sleepy tendencies fool you, Xavier is ready to go whenever (and wherever) you are

⭐️You can push him past his limits, even out do him in the horny department, and he’ll still attempt to keep up

“Again?” You’re both breathless, cheeks red and bodies sweaty. The room reeks of sex and sweat, with the comforting mix of your perfume and his cologne. The sheets are damp with your combined fluids, a variety of them for that matter. Sweat, drool, cum… definitely a wash day tomorrow! “Yes, please. I still need you Xavier.” You’ve cum so many times you’ve lost count, poor cunt so puffy that it’s a miracle you can even feel anything down there. Still, it’s aching, throbbing with need, you need him again. “Sure, baby.” And he’s on you, a worn out smile on his lips as he showers your heated skin in wet kisses. You can — and will — go until sunrise

Rafayel

🎨Rafayel’s libido on a normal day is pretty decent, he’s down whenever you are and that’s… often

🎨It takes him some time to build his stamina… unless it’s ebb day. Lemurian heat cycles are something else.

🎨He breaks before you do, but all it takes is the off hand comment of “I’ll finish myself” and he’s ready to go

“You’re tired, Raf. I’ll just go take care of—“ tired be damned, he’s hauling his sweat slicked body up and pushing you down again. “I won’t stop until you’re satisfied.” His cheeks are a permanent crimson, pupils blown wide. Even if he is exhausted, his cock is still twitching at the sight of your ruined cunt. So much cum, arousal, all just leaking down your thighs. You’ve been going at it for two hours at this point, nonstop, barely a break between each round. Even if you didn’t mean too, you’re slowly training your lover to have a libido as high as yours. “It’s okay, re-really I can—shit!” He stops all complaints by shoving himself inside, one easy, slipper go. “I’m. Not. Stopping. Until you are satisfied, cutie.”

Zayne

🩺Zayne doesn’t quite know what to do with himself at first. He’s a tad bit overwhelmed by your high libido.

🩺Give him a little time, he’ll get used to it, and slowly realize his libido is pretty high up there too… just takes a couple weeks of separation and he’s ravenous

🩺Zayne controls the situation by edging you both, keeping the game going until you’re both exhausted

“Can’t cum yet, darling. Gotta hold it in.” It’s been an hour… maybe two? Possibly three. You’re not sure, nor do you care. You have Zayne wrapped around your finger… well maybe he had you wrapped around his finger but still. “P-please, Zayne! You’ve ruined it like…shit I can’t remember… seven times? Probably more…” what’s worse than being completely denied is having your orgasm ruined. He’s brought you to the edge, pushed you over, and then stood back and watched it fizzle out. Completely unsatisfying, your poor cunt twitching for more, a real one at that. “You’re doing so good for me though, the reward will be so good if you just…” a gentle motion with his fingers and you’re jerking into him. “…wait.”

Sylus

🍒He didn’t realize that your… eagerness could rub off on him so easily… or maybe he’s always been this way.

🍒Your high libido is damn near torture, considering you’re in Linkon and he’s in the N109 Zone… you’re always tied up with work, he’s always away for business…

🍒Even then, Sylus does try and make it so your time together isn’t entirely… sex. Doesn’t it always work? No.

“I swear all we do is fuck when we see eachother…” you’re giggling as you say it, laying on top of him, chest to chest. His slowly softening cock is begin to slip out of you, the copious amounts of release following. “Because it is all we do… you’re insatiable.” Sweaty and flushed, but still smug, Sylus is twirling your hair around his fingers. “Hey!” A smack lands on his sweaty shoulder and he’s laughing. “You’re one to talk, mister.” But Sylus isn’t letting you live it down that easily. “You made me this way… nothing but a greedy soul.” And just like that, you can feel him hardening again. He studies your expression, tear stained cheeks and flushed skin. So beautiful, even as your lips part in a little “o” as he fills you up.

Caleb

🪐You thought your libido was high… till Caleb finally stopped holding his feelings back

🪐He is on cloud nine when he finds out you’re just as horny as he is 24/7

🪐He’ll travel to and from Linkon if it means getting that pussy for the night. You have zero complaints either, other than maybe the fact that you wished he didn’t live so far

“You’re going to miss… miss…. Caleb!” His hips pound into you, every time you attempt to remind him about missing his train back to Skyhaven he just thrusts harder. “Such a weird way to say that I’m fucking you so damn good, I think a thank you is in order.” He’s nearly in your stomach and he has the audacity to be sassy. You give up on trying to remind him, as if you wouldn’t call off work the next day just to keep him tied down to your bed, balls deep like you had been so boldly begging him for over text a few hours earlier. You’re going to get a noise complaint, maybe even a notice from the city since you have your windows open. The room reeked of sex after all, you needed something to clear your fogged up heads.

[rcmclachlan]

I don't know if the comparison between Eddie and Tommy is intentional on the writers part, but they're turning me into an Eddie hater and I don't really want that, but it's so fucking hard to like Eddie at this point, even taking grief and regression due to grief into account. I mean am i supposed to like this fella who doesn't apologize or do what he promised and belittles his best friend? When I see that there's a Tommy who genuinely likes Buck and treats him well and risks his life and/or career willingly for his ex-colleagues and his ex-boyfriend? The contrast just highlights how much Eddie isn't bringing to the table in their friendship and it sucks so much because I do think he's an interesting character and I want to like him

PQ, I'ma be honest about something I've forced myself to downplay ever since I started watching 9-1-1 last May: I don't like Eddie, full stop. Never have. I just never clicked with the character, and the more I saw of him, the less I liked. But he's loved by so many in this fandom that I felt it prudent to keep my mouth shut about how much I don't like him—mostly because I was trying to make friends 'round these parts. Also, I'm not here to yuck on anyone's yum.

I really feel for the people who have loved this character, or at least loved the potential of what he could be, for years—and who have given him a lot more grace than I think he deserves—just to have him turn around and be the worst version of his worst self when faced with a supposed loved one's pain. To be deliberately cruel and weaponize the love Buck has for his son against him. To have the audacity to call Buck selfish for grieving his surrogate father's death.

Eddie's been a terrible friend to Buck from the get go and their relationship has always been incredibly one-sided, but this episode really exposed the imbalance. Like, Eddie may be Buck's best friend, but Buck sure isn't Eddie's.

And nothing made it clearer than 8x17's opening scene when Hen asks Eddie when he's going to tell Buck he's going back to El Paso. And Eddie asks Hen to do it. Actually, he doesn't ask Hen—he says something like, "I was hoping his acting captain would do it." Eddie wants Buck to hear the news in a professional capacity so he doesn't have to deal with Buck getting emotional about it. What kind of fuckass prick would do that to a "friend"?

I said to @screamlet a couple of days ago that if Eddie had posted any of this in r/amitheasshole, there'd be 6.1k comments all saying variations of "YTA, your friend should've left your ass in the dust ages ago, and you should probably live alone in the woods until you get that bitch-ass attitude under control."

Meanwhile, Tommy—who is operating under the impression that Buck feels nothing for him and that he's good for no-strings sex and nothing else—gets one (1) phone call from the man after weeks of radio silence and happily steals another helicopter so Buck can commit some light domestic terrorism.

Like, Tommy, my lad, you have nothing to worry about. There's no competition in this game. Eddie's name isn't even on the roster.

[juanarc-thethird]

Identity theft #1

Cinder: Okay, here's the plan: Neo will impersonate Pyrrha and enter her room to sabotage her weapons, so no one will know.

Emerald: Ok, but what would happen if her teammates show up?

Cinder: I wouldn’t worry about that. Nora and Ren are spending all day searching for the golden pancake, thanks to my amazing ingenuity.

Neo: "And what about the idiot?🤨?

Emerald: Yeah, what about Jaune? Is he busy too?

Cinder: Do you think that Dunce would question Pyrrha? Knowing him, he'd leave her alone while she "works on her weapons."

Neo: "But what if it does?🤔"

Cinder: So you deal with it, but under no circumstances should you throw away your cover, understood?!

Neo: "Yeah sure🙄"

Cinder: Good, now get to work.

Later that day.

"Pyrrha" enters Team JNPR's room, and begins searching through the closets for the real Pyrrha's weapons.

Pyrrha(Neo): (Which one is her closet?😒 I've only found bottles of maple syrup, tea herbs, and comic books. Don't tell me she doesn't have her…👀 Jackpot😎)

In the last closet, she finds Pyrrha's weapons, right at the bottom. She bends down to grab them but is surprised by a somewhat unusual touch.

Pyrrha(Neo): (Is someone touching my ass?!😡)

Jaune: Hello my love, did you hear that Nora and Ren won't be here all day?💕

Pyrrha(Neo): (Wait? They're a couple?! Wow... but I need to leave now. I'll just step aside and leave before anything else happe-AaaH~💕)

Neo feels Jaune's fingers slide inside her. His movements are slow and very stimulating.

Pyrrha(Neo): (God~, this is it, I need to get out of here before…😳!!!)

Suddenly she feels something hot and big between her ass cheeks. She looks back and sees a tremendous, well-endowed piece of meat looking at her directly.

Pyrrha(Neo): (Holy shit! Is fucking huge!😨)

Jaune: Sorry, I know you prefer it in bed, but you've made me so mad for you that I can't control myself. Is it okay if I put it inside you?

Neo can't stop looking at his member after he asked her that, and a silly idea popped into his head.

Pyrrha(Neo): (Well, Cinder did said to do whatever it takes to not blow our cover😏)

She looks at him and gives him a nod.

Meanwhile...

Cinder: Why is Neo taking so long?

Emerald: Maybe she stumbled upon something that can't get out yet?

Cinder: Maybe. Whatever it is, I hope it's a matter of life or death. Because if it isn't, she's going to get it.

Back to Neo...

Still wearing the "Pyrrha" disguise, Jaune has her on all fours, hitting her from behind with his tremendous meat stick, and choking her by the neck gently but firmly.

PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!

Pyrrha(Neo): "💕😮‍💨💕🤤💕‼️"

Jaune: Oh god💕! You're tighter than usual! I think I'm gonna cum!

Pyrrha(Neo): (YEs!💕 Cum inside me!💕 I want to feel your delicious warm milk inside me!💕)

Jaune: Oh Fuck💕! Im close!

Pyrrha(Neo): (Do it! Make me yours!💕💕)

Jaune: Oh Pyrrha!!💕

At that moment she can't feel her insides filling with cum, so much that some of it comes out.

Pyrrha(Neo): ( FUuUCk YEeeEes!💕💕)

They both take a breath. Then Jaune pulls his cock out of her, and it all spurts out like a champagne bottle. Staining the floor with his creamy milk.

Jaune: Oh god, I didn't think I'd cum that much. Well, how about a shower and then we go work out a bit?

Pyrrha(Neo): *Nods back*

Jaune: Excellent, I'll wait for you inside.

He says and gets up to go straight to the bathroom. Neo looks at Pyrrha's weapons and thinks for a moment.

Pyrrha(Neo): (I guess this is my only chance to finish the job🫤)

She then hears the sound of the shower running.

Jaune: Pyrrha, come on. I need you to clean me very thoroughly~💕

Pyrrha(Neo): (Well, I can't say I didn't try☺️)

She gets up and heads towards the shower.

But in the midst of all this, she never realized that a person was watching them from the shadows, one very happy to see such an event.

??????: *Giggles* Interesting

To be continued…

[uniquethingtastemaker]

I’m so glad I’m not the only one who felt that way about the lads MC! Things would pop up in the story, all the things you mentioned, and I would be appalled. Girl. So many times I wanted to smack her out of her skin and just be polite to those boys.

I know! Again, I haven’t unlocked Sylus and Caleb just because of MC’s personality. They didn’t do a good job on the “girlboss” trope. She’s just annoying and rude.

This is why we have fanfics. I can create my own MC/Reader that I like better lol. I have a few in mind for potential fanfics.

I plan for Rafayel’s Reader to be empathetic, attentive, and insightful. (I use gender neutral pronouns for my Readers nowadays. I want everyone to enjoy the content no matter gender, so I use the most encompassing version lol) I want them to do actions that help Rafayel feel safe and address some of his anxieties without hesitation. They don’t voice it. They just do it. Rafayel would melt once he realizes all of this. He feels safe with them. They’re his haven and home. He might not have the Lemurian people anymore, but he knows he made the right decision as he stands in front of the one he risked it all for.

Zayne’s Reader is extremely competent. It’s giving power couple vines, but Reader is much more social and approachable. They have to be for their job. A good cop/armed forces/detective needs to be firm but approachable and friendly. They want to make other’s comfortable so they open up. They’ll get more information that way. I can see Zayne and Reader geeking out about their respective jobs and their field’s latest research. They would engage with the other, asking questions about and making connections to how that might tie into their own profession. Reader is always learning and Zayne thinks that’s hot. Plus, they attentively listen to his rants, which he would love

I had a thought for Xavier’s but I don’t think it fits. Regardless, I’m interested in writing for him too!

Tell me your thoughts! Do you like these ideas?

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

hi! you have likely answered similar questions before (and if you have feel free to just link to those posts if you don't wanna answer again) but my boyfriend (cis man) and i (trans person with a vagina and bottom growth (been on t for 8 months)) have been having some issues with our sex life and had a really good conversation about it recently, but i don't feel like the conversation really did everything i wanted it to.

our relationship started out like "fwb lite"? because i had just started college and wanted to start exploring sexually but i wasn't ready to do a lot of things because of past trauma and stuff, so we hung out a lot and like kissed and kinda groped eachother in private lol. by the time i was ready to try out penetrative stuff i got on birth control and he started taking antidepressants for the first time. initially that was fine, he just couldn't cum bc antidepressants. and then his sex drive starts to flag a little, which was expected.

my 19th birthday happens and he takes me out on a really sweet romantic date (my first date ever!) and we have a great time and start to talk a little about "what are we". a couple months later we start "officially" dating and he becomes a lot more affectionate because he's not worried about mixed signals anymore and its great. his sex drive continues to slow down and i understand because of his meds (i have also been on antidepressants for a long time)

several months of him continually not being interested in sex go by, i continue to make sure he understands that its ok for him to not want to have sex and that i don't want to pressure him to do anything. i start to get pretty frustrated though, because i have a very high sex drive and i love him very much and i like having sex with him, but almost every time i initiate he isn't interested and he initiates maybe 2 or 3 times in the span of 4ish months.

a couple weeks ago i initiate again and he agrees and so i start slowly but he feels uncomfortable so we stop. i ask him if we can talk about what's going on and we finally do and im really relieved! i wanted to talk about it for a while but i didn't want to press him too hard because he's been dealing with a lot so i wanted to just be as supportive as i can. he explains that sex just hasn't been really interesting to him lately and that its just a lot of work, but he doesn't like not being in an active role because its hard for him to stay in the right headspace if he's not doing anything. obviously thats all understandable and im glad he shared that with me.

i try to explain my side of the experience without complaining about a lack of sex and i talk about how i wish he had told me that he doesn't like when im doing everything because that was my attempt to get him more into it when we have sex. i talk about how having sex with him is both something i like doing because it feels good and also because it's a very emotional and vulnerable experience for me. i explain that being penetrated is a really scary thing, you're letting someone be physically inside of you its a pretty intense emotional experience! (at least for me) and he tells me he has genuinely never thought of sex like that before and he's really shocked to hear me describe it like that. we talked through it some more and i think it was a good experience for the both of us.

we are both on summer break right now and live far away from eachother so i won't see him again until fall semester, but there are still some things that i worry about with like the state of our sex life? i wanna a) get to a point where our emotional experience with sex is similar if possible and b) get to a point where we can compromise about when/how frequently we have sex, but i don't really know how to approach any of that? i don't ever want to force him to have sex when he doesn't want to or make him feel uncomfortable or coerced or anything, but i also feel like there needs to be some sort of compromise for me to feel like my wants are being met? but i don't know how to bring that up without being like pushy. am i being like insane and selfish?? i don't know but i really want to have a strong healthy relationship with him im really serious about him and i want us to last for a long time.

idk this is very long and probably all of the context isn't necessary but yeah thats my plight thank you for reading all of that mess i hope you have a wonderful summer 🫶

this one is covered in my FAQ I think

[sash4esk0]

Vi with a virgin reader, who is nervous and also insecure about her body and vi is just sooo soft with her

╰┈➤Just You and Me ･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Tags: (watching) Pornography, soft, plot withought porn, fluff, comfort, dating AU, insecure reader, virgin reader

The rain pattered softly against your window— another day trapped inside because of the unfavorable weather. You were currently curled into your girlfriend’s side, legs tangled, and faces dimly illuminated by the blue light coming from Vi’s cracked MacBook— half-watching some dramatic television, though neither of you was really paying attention.

You’ve been dating Vi for a few months now. It’s been easy in that complicated, thrilling way. like your body relaxes when she’s around but your heart keeps skipping beats anyway. You’ve kissed. You’ve made out. But she’s never pushed things further, and you’ve been grateful for that even though you’re starting to think about it more lately.

On the screen, a straight couple starts hooking up. Apparently it was importantly to the plot but gods if it didn’t make you queasy. It was sloppy, fast, and awkward and luckily the scene changed just as you start to shift beneath the blanket you and vi shared. She glances over her shoulder at you, scarred lip curling into an amused smirk as she finally breaks the silence.

“Gods- who even kisses like that? They’re just mashing faces-“ She mutters, shaking her head in disapproval, clearly unimpressed.

“Right- it’s just so… aggressive.” You chuckle but it comes out drier than you intend. You’re nervous and your attentive girlfriend picks up on it all too easily.

She glances over towards you, clicking the spacebar to pause the current scene, clearly more interested in your take. “Yeah? You not into that sort of thing?”

You pause for a moment, Licking your lips thoughtfully before responding. Unsure.

“I don’t know.. it just looks like it hurts more than anything.”

Vi tilts her head, watching you now instead of the paused screen. “You ever actually watched any, like…y’know, actual porn?”

Your cheeks warm, and you force yourself to look away for a moment. Heart thumping like a jack rabbit in your chest. Trying— and failing— to play it off.

“I mean… not really. Not the whole thing. Mostly just skipped through.”

Vi grins a little at your awkwardness but doesn’t make fun, it was part of what she liked about you after all. “Wanna try? Just to see if it’s as dumb as that scene?”

You hesitate for a long beat but then nod hesitantly. “Okay. Just… don’t laugh at me.”

She leans over, nudging you gently with her shoulder, icy blue eyes warm with teasing affection in a way that melted your inhibitions instantly. “Never.”

*✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

It takes some searching through sketchy websites— but you both eventually agree, clicking on a video that looks vaguely professional. It starts off simple, two girls in some sort of office setting- it almost seems like a genuine TV show for about the first thirty seconds, then it was all fast paced— blazers hitting the floor, spanking rough hands, moans so wanton you had to resist the urge to cover your ears. Your stomach tightens as your shoulders tense. You keep watching but you’re not into it. You’re trying to understand it.

“…Hey,” she says softly, reaching to pause the video, one girl frozen mid orgasm. “You good?”

You nod too quickly. “Yeah. Yeah, I just… is that what it’s actually like?”

Vi turns to face you more fully, one knee bent up on the couch, expression softening like clouds passing in front of the sun.

“…Not always,” she says carefully. “It can be like that, sure. But it doesn’t have to be. Why?”

You bite your lip firmly, eyes flicking down to your hands in your lap. You pick at a thread in the fuzzy blanket. You weren’t planning to say anything tonight. you hadn’t even thought about saying it. But now, with Vi sitting so close and looking at you like that, not judging, not pushing, the words start to rise up on their own.

“I’ve never… I mean, I haven’t…” You stop and start over. “I’m a virgin.”

You feel your girlfriend still beside you, not shocked or angry, just listening.. harder.

You rush to keep going, as if saying it fast enough will make it easier.

“I guess I’ve been kind of avoiding stuff because I didn’t know how to bring it up. And it’s not that I don’t want to—I mean, you—it’s not that I don’t want you. It’s just…”

Your throat tightens with emotions you’d hardly realized you’d kept bottled up. Warm tears pricking the corners of your eyes.

“I don’t really like the way I look. Or how I’d look, you know… like that. Without clothes. Up close. I’ve always felt kind of awkward, and I guess I got it in my head that maybe you’d think it was weird or be disappointed or something.”

You finally glance up, expecting discomfort or pity or worse — but Vi’s face is so gentle it nearly undoes you. A snort sniffle escaping you as you fought to stay composed.

She doesn’t speak right away. She just reaches out slowly and tucks a bit of hair behind your ear, her fingertips lingering at your jaw for just a moment. Almost like she’s afraid of you pulling away.

“You really thought I’d be disappointed?” she asks quietly, almost like it hurts her to think it.

You nod, barely.

Vi lets out the softest breath, like she’s trying not to overwhelm you with how much she cares. Her voice drops low, steady, and warm as a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey. Look at me.”

You do. Being met with the softest most genuine smile you think you’ve ever seen. She’s forgotten the computer now to face you fully. Her hands moving down to hold yours in her own.

“I think you’re beautiful. Exactly how you are. And that—what you just told me? That means everything to me. You don’t have to rush anything. Ever. But if we do go there someday, I promise it’ll be nothing like those videos. It’ll be us. And I’ll take care of you.”

She gives your hand a light squeeze, those faint freckles on her cheeks scarcely visible in the dark lighting.

“No pressure. No performance. Just you and me.”

Author’s note: Hello readers! Thank you for all the requests! I wasn’t expecting to get absolutely FLOODED with requests but I’m trying my best to get them all done! Also do I continue my pitfighter vi x bartender reader series or just drop it and focus on new ideas??

[y4-mama]

Bucky Barnes request?

Paradise

Bucky Barnes (TFATWS) x reader

Summary: After everything went down with the flag smashers you guys finally had a chance to relax

Content: Gender isn’t specified but the pet name Doll is used, fluff, Bucky being down BAD for you, Bucky making fun of sam

A/N: sorry for getting this out so late i didn’t mean to ignore the request

WC: 1.2K

Life Couldn’t get any better.

You, Sam, and Bucky finally got a well-deserved vacation, as you would call it, after finishing all the Flag Smasher stuff.

Which is how you found yourself sitting on Sam’s boat, with a glass of wine in your hand, watching the sunset.

You watching the sunset led Bucky to not be able to take his eyes off you as you sat there, though this has become a regular occurrence. He watched the way your eyes glittered with the setting sun, the way your hands tightened ever so slightly around your glass of wine, how your lips were curled into a soft, content smile, and the way your hair perfectly framed your face.

How could he not look at you?

You, having a sixth sense, felt someone’s eyes on you. You turn your head and see Bucky staring right at you. When he noticed you caught him, he quickly snapped his gaze away from you, busying himself by taking a drink of his beer. He had been caught red-handed. He suddenly found his boots extremely interesting.

That whole reaction he just had confused you, but you didn’t think much of it and looked back at the sunset. Bucky stole a glance at you and noticed the confusion written all over your face. He internally groaned, knowing he hadn’t been doing the best job of hiding the fact that he was staring at you for the past couple of minutes.

Get it together, Barnes.

You kept your eyes on the sunset. “Is there something on my face, or is there another reason you keep staring at me?” Bucky's mouth suddenly felt very dry. He didn’t expect you to call him out like that. He decided that playing it off nonchalantly was the move. “There might be.”

“And what reason is that?” Bucky mentally curses himself because if he was being honest, he wasn’t thinking of anything PG. He obviously wouldn’t tell you that, so he went with the next thing he thought of. “You just look good in the reflection of the sunset.” Real Smooth, Bucky.

You honestly weren’t expecting that, especially coming from him. It made you nervous, but you masked that with a soft smile, “Thank you, Bucky.”

Bucky swore he died, then came back to life when you gave him that smile. He gulped his beer to try and seem unaffected. “No problem, Doll…” Could he be more obvious?

You giggle at his reaction.

Your giggling was gonna be the death of him. He cleared his throat, trying to ignore the fact that his stomach thought it was a good idea to start doing somersaults. “Uh- You have a pretty laugh.” He mentally slapped himself. Out of all the things he could’ve said. He chose that?

The compliment shocked you, “Thank you…” He nodded and took another drink of his beer, trying to calm himself a little. It was getting increasingly harder the longer he talked to you. “Of course, you should do it more often.” Seriously? Who says that?

“I should…laugh more often?” Bucky cleared his throat once again. He suddenly found it hard to look you in the eye, so he decided staring at the sunset was much easier. “Y-yeah, it suits you. The way it just lights up your face…it’s adorable…or whatever…”

You definitely didn’t see that coming. So naturally, you got flustered and let out a quiet ‘thank you’.

If it weren’t for Bucky’s super senses, he would’ve missed it. He melted at your flustered expression. “Of course…” He couldn’t help himself from thinking about how he wouldn’t mind seeing a different flustered expression on your face entirely. Get it together, Barnes. He took another long drink of his beer and tried to focus on the sunset once again. “So uh… how are things going, other than the whole Flag Smashers fiasco?”

“Nothing out of the ordinary.” He nodded in response, drumming his fingers against the beer bottle. He found it hard to sit there and have normal small talk with you when what he really wanted to do was kiss you senseless. Stop it, Barnes! Down boy! “What about you?” Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts, “Other than just trying to keep Sam from getting his face beat in by someone? Nothing out of the ordinary for me either. Guess that’s kind of a good thing, huh?”

You nodded at him, "That's a great thing, besides the Sam part.” Bucky chuckled in response to that. “ Yeah… the Sam part definitely isn’t a great thing. That man couldn’t hold his own in a fight to save his life. I swear he needs me to watch him every two seconds.”

You laughed at his comment, and Bucky’s stomach did somersaults for the millionth time that night when he heard you laugh again. He shook his head, a soft smile on his face. “ You know it’s true, Doll. I’m forever saving him.” You couldn’t help but smile when Bucky smiled, even though it was barely there it was something. “Y’know, if I were to ask Sam, he’d say it’s the other way around.” Bucky scoffed knowingly. “Of course he would! I’m telling you he’d get it handed to him every day if it wasn’t for me. He’s delusional, I tell you. Delusional.” You chuckled, “No doubt about that.”

Bucky nodded in agreement. He couldn’t tell you the amount of times he’s had to dive in and save Sam. “Honestly, it’s a miracle he’s still alive.” “Well, he has the amazing White Wolf there to always save him.” Bucky chuckled at that, shaking his head. “Of course, I’m always at his disposal. White Wolf, of all the nicknames they could’ve saddled me with…”

“It’s cute.” Bucky’s heart started doing somersaults again. “Cute isn’t the word I’d use for that name…” He muttered under his breath, taking another drink of his beer. You shrugged in response, “Well, I like it.”

Bucky’s heart skipped another beat at the fact that you liked the nickname. “You’re the only one who does.” He shook his head again, still trying to act nonchalant about it. Even though his heart was doing cartwheels at the fact that you liked it. Seriously Bucky? Get it together. All reason and common sense seemed to have left him at this point. Why couldn’t he just get his brain to shut up? “You… You actually like that dumb nickname?”

“I don’t think it's dumb.” Bucky raised an eyebrow in suprise, his heart beating a mile a minute in his chest. “You… You don’t?” You shook your head in response. Bucky found himself unable to form words for a moment. Here he was thinking no one liked that nickname-especially not with the way Sam’s made fun of it. “Really? You’re not just messing with me?”

You chuckle at his silly question, “Why would I mess with you Bucky?” Bucky shrugged suddenly feeling very awkward. “…I don’t know. I’m just used to people finding it ridiculous.” He took another gulp of his beer as you took a sip of your wine, “Those people are just lame.”

Bucky couldn’t help the small smile that started to form on his face as he listened to you call the people who disliked his nickname “lame.”

“Yeah, maybe you’re right.” He couldn’t deny the way his heart started fluttering when he glanced at you, trying his best to keep his feelings under control. It didn’t help that you were currently looking at him in adoration with a gentle smile on your face.

“I’m always right.”

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A/N: Does anyone know how to get divider images on here without the background? Each time I try putting one in the background is white

[xjulixred45x]

Hello! a Twisted Wonderland question and thought food if you’re comfortable with this. I read some about your thoughts and stories about Diabolik Lovers, But I had this imagine that what if Yui Komori is in Twisted Wonderland (bonus: what if Yui used to befriends with the Yuus back before the Twisted Wonderland)?

(cracks knuckles) MY TIME HAS COME

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS IDEA FOR MANY REASONS: 1- Yui is saved from the Sakaboludos, 2- she ends up in a world where she's treated like the hero she is, and 3- most importantly, CAN YOU IMAGINE WHAT YUI WOULD BE LIKE WITH ANY OF THE TWST GUYS?!

I imagine if Yui were to end up in Twst, it would be during the events of Haunted Dark Bridal or Dark Fate (the games where, personally, I think Yui suffers the most physically, emotionally, and psychologically, whether from the Diaboys, Richter, Cordelia, or any of these otherworldly creatures). Maybe Yui was trying to escape from the mansion or from one of the vampires when the black carriage ran her over and she ended up at the admission ceremony (poor Yui probably thought Kanato would have put her in a coffin).

Yui definitely finds Grim more adorable than scared and tries to hug him despite the imminent danger. Grim still refuses to be called "cute" or adorable by her, but he doesn't object to physical affection whenever Yui picks him up to hug or carry him around NRC. He also acts as her literal guard dog, preventing students with malicious intent from approaching Yui or trying to hurt her. He claims it's because of the tuna she gives him, but everyone knows it's a lie.

Yui is VERY naive, but that doesn't mean she can't see through the fact that Crowley isn't looking for a way for her to return home, so, out of habit, she ends up resigning herself to this new life. Hey, at least she's not being abused now, after all.

The idea of Yui facing the Overblots is both terrifying and very interesting. We know Yui is much stronger (both physically and mentally) than she looks, and, above all, she's a good person. She would see the injustices committed by several of the Overblot victims and WANT to stop them; it's part of her nature. Will she come away with a few scratches? Yes, but satisfied and having earned respect and a couple of hearts? Also yes!

Speaking of which...

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle is one of the first to notice Yui's accommodating nature (and, to a lesser extent, her fear of rejection/anger if she decides to be more assertive), so it's especially fitting that Yui stops by Heartslabyul when Crowley is killing her with extra work. He's not above scolding the headmaster for giving his assignments to a young girl he SHOULD be looking after (especially when said young girl is so polite and sweet).

Riddle LOVES it when Yui tries to discipline Ace and Deuce, even if it's something of a losing battle. He's very happy to know there's someone who enjoys order and thanks Yui for her help in trying to keep the two of them under control (he KNOWS that if the three of them get into trouble, it's Deuce's fault, and Yui is spared the scolding. Always). Yui has often tried to help with unbirthday party preparations, whether it's helping with the food (this girl knows how to cook almost as well as Trey) or taking care of the Hedgehogs.

Riddle and Yui as a couple would be so funny and sweet at the same time. Riddle makes it a personal goal to be intimidating for himself and Yui (they're both short, but Riddle is barely taller than Yui, which is another aspect Riddle loves). They both LOVE unbirthday parties and making desserts together (Yui stops Riddle from putting sauces that shouldn't be on a cake). Even if Riddle is awkard with comfort, he is definitely enraged to learn what Yui went through in his world, he assures her that she doesn't have to be afraid now that she is in NRC, and that if anyone tries to harm her, he will cut their heads off himself.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona tries to ignore Yui at first, probably because he's not completely convinced by her "goody-two-shoes" attitude, of course, until what happened in his Overblot, and he's starting to see her differently, not just as a helpless girl, but as someone quite clever, not as someone passive, but with quite a bit of character. Someone he can respect.

Yui is probably the one who generates most of the interactions between her and Leona, whether it's helping Ruggie with his errands, running into him at the botanical garden, and trying to get him to go to class. She's stubborn, Leona can recognize that too, as well as the fact that she's not easily intimidated. No matter how many times he tells her to leave him alone or even bares the fangs at her, she looks at him with a bored expression and continues on with her business. Leona finds her fun, interesting. Besides, Leona would be lying if he said Yui's attention doesn't feel special, nice.

As a couple, it would be quite interesting to see, since they're practically polar opposites. Yui is a super sweet and kind girl, Leona is... Leona, it's a mystery to many how these two ended up together in the first place, but honestly, there's no science to it. Leona makes Yui feel capable again, he lets her know in his own way that she matters (to him specially), that she feels safe with him (he definitely suggests, with a very serious and angry face, putting the Sakamakis in cages if they ever cross paths with them. Yui can't tell if she's being serious or joking).

Azul Ashengrotto

Let's be frank, even before the events of Book 3, Azul probably tried to scam Yui in some way if it weren't for Grim/Adeuce telling her not to accept things from strangers at school. Though honestly after that, I can see Azul being genuinely interested in Yui singing at the Monstre Louge in exchange for some favor she wants (we know from her official song that this girl can sing VERY WELL).

Another one who's taken aback by Yui's genuine kindness thinks there must be a catch, and genuinely ponders for hours when he realizes that no, Yui doesn't want to abuse him in any way, she just wants to be his friend. Yui ultimately generates a strange feeling in Azul, a desire to protect her. This girl clearly trusts too easily (according to him), and Azul will happily prevent other lesser students from trying to take advantage of that (which translates to Yui going to Monster Lounge a lot for "better protection" and singing/entertainment services).

Both Yui and Azul suffered quite a bit from comments/bullying due to their physical appearance, though Azul genuinely can't believe people have called Yui UGLY (UGLY? YUI? ARE YOU BLIND?!?-Azul), so I can see Azul being very big on compliments and words of affirmation, actually quite good with comfort and surprisingly patient. Both he and Yui are traumatized people, with many insecurities, just on different levels, and Azul is more than willing to support Yui while she's healing. It's what she would do, after all.

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim and Yui are polar opposites, but in the opposite sense that with Leona, Yui probably didn't expect Kalim to receive her in such an abrasive, but above all, warm way. Hell, the guy wanted to do a PARADE just for her arrival. Everyone in Scarabia was super friendly, and above all, Kalim never made her feel like she owed him ANYTHING for all of this. He made her feel IMPORTANT without expecting anything more than her being happy (Yui most likely cried about this, much to Kalim's concern).

Kalim and Yui are equally oblivious when it comes to not trusting people, equally naive in many ways. They generally want to believe the world is full of good people despite everything they've been through. Probably just as Kalim might casually mention his trauma from being poisoned as if it were nothing, he'd be horrified if Yui did the same about what happened with the Sakamakis. He might even burst into tears when he finds out what she went through and hug her for a couple of hours.

A relationship between these two would be too much for NRC to handle; they'd be too brilliant (they're two sunshines combined). Kalim would make it his personal mission to ensure that Yui is spoiled the entire time she is in Scarabia, spending a good amount of time in the sun (to recover from the anemia), eating a ton of food, and lots and lots of cuddles!

Vil Schoenheit

Vil most likely noticed Yui immediately thanks to her striking appearance, and Vil was most likely the one who approached her first for a similar reason as Epel: he sees great potential in Yui. However, Yui doesn't really have any interest in such things, though that doesn't stop Vil from giving her advice or correcting her every time he sees her (things like fixing her tie/bow, telling her not to slouch, telling her that someone with her face shouldn't wear (insert generic outfit), etc.).

Vil is completely INCREDULOUS and almost offended when Yui tells him that "certain people" convinced her she was ugly, probably ending up forcing Yui to spend an entire afternoon in Pomefiore to get those ideas out of her through skincare and self-care. After his development, Vil finds Yui absolutely adorable, not only for her looks but for her attitude toward things, although he tends to get in the way if he thinks someone is trying to take advantage of Yui's goodwill, it's a reflex.

I can't describe a relationship between these two other than pure glamour and face card. Vil can't really show much of a relationship because of his career, but luckily Yui is more of an introvert/lowkey person. Small but meaningful things like spending time together at Yui's house, going somewhere new, going out to lunch, or just being with each other are enough, especially when one of them is dealing with their own demons (the Sakamakis? Don't worry, Vil has an extra-strong poison he wants to test on them firsthand).

Idia Shroud

How Idia and Yui managed to interact without Idia leaving his room or suffering a panic attack at the sight of a real-life pretty girl within 10 meters of him IS the true mystery of NRC. Oh well, most likely they met thanks to Ortho (the best chaperone ever), and you can't convince me that Yui wouldn't want to know what the heck manga is after being raised Catholic her whole life (Idia: My time has come (proceeds to give a 200-slide presentation about manga, Yui taking notes)).

Especially after their Overblot, Idia is convinced that Yui must be disgusted by him, or hate him, at the very least, repulsed by him, but when Yui opens up about her own traumas, what happened to her in her world, why she still doesn't want to come back, he can't help but start to believe that she actually sees him as a friend. Someone that nice is so rare in NRC, he could at least make an effort to maintain that, right?

Don't ask Idia how he got to date Yui; he doesn't know, it just happened. Yui may be somewhat introverted, but she seems extroverted compared to her otaku boyfriend. Idia is definitely the type of boyfriend who shows off his girlfriend a lot (probably because he himself never thought he'd have one). He may be a piece of shit, but anything Yui does? Incredible, excellent, fantastic. He won't be able to protect Yui in the conventional way, but that doesn't make him any less overprotective (the kind of boyfriend who puts tracking apps on both of their phones, starts crying when Yui takes more than 10 minutes to get to her room (he thinks she's dead).)

Malleus Draconia

Malleus expected Yui to be terrified of him like everyone else, but he definitely didn't expect her to see him with eyes wide open and filled with a feeling he never thought he'd see in a human: not fear, not terror, but FASCINATION. Yui doesn't just talk to him casually, call him silly nicknames, touch him as if he were just another student, but, whether she knew who he was or not, she always wanted his company. Malleus was overjoyed, but he also wondered: Why?

Malleus may be a two-meter-tall horned boy, but he's one of the gentlest boys Yui has ever met. She herself tells him she could never be afraid of him, which leaves Tsunotaro rethinking his existence for a solid hour. Him? GENTLE? It wasn't something he was associated with often, if ever. It's something Malleus learned to appreciate from Yui, that she saw things, people, through different eyes, not in the conventional way, that no matter what wrong you've done, you can be better.

Malleus as a partner is VERY devoted. Not only is he physically glued to Yui most of the time, but he shows love in many ways, both dragon and Fae (and some simply Malleus being AUTISTIC Malleus). Things like receiving jewels from the horde, date nights, going to see gargoyles, slow dancing in Diasomnia's lounge, among other things became common for Yui at this point, but most of all, many words of love and appreciation, Malleus will make sure that Yui has a very comfortable life, and being very, very loved (and the Sakamakis will have a very short life--).

Conclution: Yui is the ultimate Mc and should be put in twst for all the pain the Sakajerks have caused her.

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[ckret2]

I remember you saying a lot of the characters you'd written for had a common theme of loneliness, is there any common theme between the pairings you like or is it just purely "the chemistry is good" ?

there are sooo many pairings with "good chemistry" that totally bore me lmao. no, i've got specific preferences.

Here's one very very specific ship dynamic that I almost always gravitate toward:

Enter a fandom. Find the most powerful villain (or villain-acting character) in this fandom. They must be completely OP, absolutely self-assured in their power and supremacy, all but unbeatable (unless it's by like the plucky hero or whatever). They are smug. They are confident. Their tag is probably filled with reader insert fics with plots like "y/n is dommed by [character] and calls him daddy." This is the Badass.

Find another character. This character is comparatively pathetic. Oftentimes, the fandom joke is that they could never win a fight. If the fandom isn't loudly proclaiming that this second character would get their ass handed to them by, specifically, the Badass, then it's only because the two of them are on SUCH different power levels that the idea of a fight never enters fans' minds. They may or may not actually be a wimp, but what matters is the fandom (and often, the narrative) sees them that way—at least when compared to the Badass, if not universally. This is the Loser.

Then have the Badass get kneecapped with love for the Loser.

They've gotta fall in love in a way that completely destroys them. It makes them fall from grace. It strips away their godhood. It topples their empire. It steals their power, their prestige, their dignity, their confidence, their sanity. It ruins their life.

The Badass would give up everything for a chance to crawl like a worm at the feet of their beloved Loser. They submit themself entirely to the Loser's will. They are but a sword, a toy, a dog, a piece of trash—whatever they need to lower themself to to be allowed to bask in the Loser's light.

The Loser might not even reciprocate.

This is a difficult ship dynamic to be into because even when the fandom DOES ship Badass/Loser, every one of the fics is like "Loser is dommed by Badass and calls him daddy" and I recoil in disgust.

And here's some other ship dynamics I'm into—borrowed from a couple of prior asks I've gotten here and here so if you wanna see me ramble EVEN MORE, I go more in depth in those two links.

the biggest thing that gets me into a ship is unhealthy obsession. Love to the point of self-destruction. Love past the point of all reason. Love like an addiction, love like a poison.

Forms this takes can include:

a worshiper toward their (personal) god. bonus points if the "god" isn't even that great, the divinity just exists in the worshiper's mind and the "god" kinda sucks (billford's a good example; I actually usually prefer the obsession going the other way around, but there's definitely still shades of this in how I write Ford's POV on Bill)

mutual rabidly codependent toxic obsession (example: comics Venom.)

"knight" obsessively in love with their liege. (canon example: Pearl toward Rose Quartz. headcanon example: Zim toward the Tallest. this is gonna be how i write Scaramouche toward Aku.) This can be extended to ships with similar power dynamics like henchman/villain.

your classic yandere. "I love you so much I had to kidnap you," "stay with me and I'll make you sososo happy, leave and I'll kill us both," "I will proactively murder anyone who likes you before you can like them back," "I will rewrite my entire identity to be perfect for you," "I'm so breathlessly euphoric with love for you that I kind of want to slit my own throat" yandere-yandere. (THE yandere: Yuno Gasai. a personal favorite: IDW Tarantulas toward Prowl.)

perpetually unrequited love. it MUST stay unrequited. if it becomes requited it stops being interesting. it must be quietly agonized over for an eternity. Bonus points if the couple once had a chance but the suffering lover sabotaged it. (I've done this with HashiMada, Starscream/Wheeljack, and radiosnake. you could easily do it with Gideon/Mabel or post-betrayal billford.)

"emotionless" characters (like in a "robot programmed without emotions" way, not a "mental illness" way) that somehow gain the capacity to feel love and it becomes their whole identity because they have nothing else. (i don't have an example lmao)

Various tropes I enjoy outside unhealthy obsession (although it can incorporate it):

Anything that lets me write a character romantically waxing poetic over the breathtaking beauty of something that normal people would never consider a potential object of attraction. Like a pteranodon, or a literal triangle with an eyeball, or a pile of black sludge.

The super genius who makes/does incredible things and their personal muse who inspires their work and is in awe of the brilliant things they do/make. they can both be geniuses but don't have to be. (Tarantulas & Prowl; Sir Pentious & Alastor; Ford & Bill)

Toxic exes who still know each other SO well that it's agony to be around each other because they can see everything they used to have.

Characters who make each other Worse. Like their relationship is good, but being together turns them both into terrible people. (Venom.)

[ot3]

since this discussion got brought back somewhat i feel like i should clarify a bit exactly where and how in my process i will consider using ai generated images. i think i've talked about it in passing before but i think it's been maybe even multiple years since that point. the thing i think ai is extremely, uniquely good at is making textures.

here are some images i've generated with the VQGAN+CLIP generator through google colab. i believe i was using the imagenet_16384 model because that's the default and I was mostly just fucking around with no particular end goal to these images

from there i'll take them into photoshop and tweak them to make them more useful for overlaying. This just involves adjusting color and value but some get more involved filtering if the mood strikes me.

Here's a few drawings that have used these textures. Left is a map of where each texture is being used, center and right are the final image and the image without any of the ai generated textures respectively, so you can toggle between them and compare.

This first one has the most going on texture-wise because I was working on it in tandem with generating the images, and I wanted to try out as many of them as i could.

These next two are a bit more restrained in the texture department.

That's more or less it really. I might have used these textures on a couple of other images but I'm not sure if they've made their way into any other finished illustrations, mostly because i haven't been finishing things lately. i don't have any kind of conclusion or point to be made here, i just thought some people might find this interesting and it might clear some stuff up about what I personally mean when I talk about using generative AI as a tool in your workflow. although this hardly represents the be-and-end-all of what i think is possible or acceptable in that area.

edit: oops, accidentally uploaded a version of that second illustration where i had removed an entire folder of lighting and color adjustments that had nothing to do with the texturing. fixed now.

[ghouljams]

Idk honestly I could probably write a really in depth analysis on the prevalence of the blue/brown eyed Ghost debate, and what it means in terms of fandom politics especially when coupled with whether Ghost is a natural blond or a brunet, but I doubt anyone wants to hear about the political implications of people pushing most popular character in the series as aryan...

well, i for one would absolutely love to hear about it, but to be fair my degree is in media studies so fork found in kitchen

but tbh is it surprising that this kind of discourse (along with the whole Gaz “not being interesting enough” bs) is a prevalent discussion in a military propaganda game fandom? probably not lol

i also agree with your take that his eyes are brown as part of his character development and that it feeds into the complexity of the dynamics between them

anyway, don’t feel pressured to talk more about it if you don’t feel like it, just wanted to let you know that at least one person would read all of it lol

Much love!!

- Morph

Ghoul thoughts under the cut because I love media analysis and rambling

You hit the nail on the head by bringing up the Gaz "not being interesting" bullshit in relation to this entire thing because I absolutely see the crux of the brown vs blue eyed Ghost debate being a debate over which eye color is "better" which has inherently racist roots.

And as an immediate disclaimer: I am not saying that headcanoning Ghost with blue eyes makes you racist, I am not saying that headcanoning Ghost as blond makes you racist. I am simply pointing out that the way we view certain traits has been and will be filtered through a lens which requires an examination of our own values/beliefs.

It is so intensely interesting to me that in a fandom with a history of racial exclusion, for a media property that upholds whiteness as the pinnacle of virtue, that upholds western ideals and values as the height of moral purity, that places the good guys in a position where they can do NO WRONG despite having a higher torture rate than the bad guys, that a faceless character would be arbitrarily assigned blue eyes and blond hair despite textual/in game evidence to the contrary (yes there is evidence).

Now maybe I am just sensitive to certain things because I paid attention in school and know what a dog whistle sounds like, maybe that's all this is. However, within a fandom that seems to cater so hard to white women and has racist bullshit popping up every other week, I think... maybe we should examine why we want Ghost to have blue eyes.

I find that with faceless characters headcanons always exist within the hopes of making them more attractive. The idea that they would be ugly under the mask is antithetical to the wish fulfilment of fandom, so it makes sense that people would come up with a face for them. But then why are so many faceless characters made into skinny white blonds? Surely people would want some diversity- oh no, wait...

So we make Ghost blond. Alright, I mean he was a brunet in the comics and in the one scene where we see him take his mask off he's got dark hair, but I guess there were too many people with dark hair on the 141 already, so we gotta mix in a blond. But then why the blue eyes? He has blue eyes in the '09 comic, but in every cutscene we see in the '22 remake his eyes are brown. There's already two members of the 141 with blue eyes, so we don't need another one for diversity. So then why give Ghost blue eyes? If you want him to be closer to the '09 version why make him blond as well?

It's because people want to make him attractive, and in the dominant racial zeitgeist blue eyes are attractive. Which... I mean do I need to ask why? It's because they're a white european trait and people still hold white features as the attractive ones. Same with the blond hair. That's why WW2 Germany designated Blond hair and Blue eyes as the "true German" traits and created a whole class for them "aryan."

So what are the political implications of creating an aryan character out of the most popular character in the series (one who has minimal voice lines and minimal canon backstory in the reboot) within a fandom that regularly disregards/ignores the main black character? It's the continued upholding of whiteness and a specific kind of whiteness as more valuable than others. I'm not even going to say more valuable than blackness, I would say more valuable than other white traits. Why are blue eyes more attractive than brown eyes? Because they're more "white." Why is blond hair more attractive than brown? Because it's more "white." Why is a blond haired blue eyed Ghost such a popular headcanon despite evidence to the contrary? Because he's more white that way.

Now I like blond haired Ghost. I think it's an interesting addition to the color pallet of the team, and I like that it makes him look more like a ghost to be so washed out. But I think fandom has a habit of following what becomes popular within head canon spaces and making it fandom canon, and so many of us don't examine why a headcanon might pop up. Where did Ghost having blond hair come from? When did we all decide that was what we were going with? Why is it even a debate whether or not he has blue or brown eyes, and why does it matter?

If I said right now that Ghost 100% in canon of the '22 game has brown hair and brown eyes, would people get mad at me? And why? Why would it matter if he had brown hair and brown eyes? Does that make him less attractive? Why? Why does it matter? Why do you want him to have blond hair and blue eyes? Why do you care? What is the difference between blue and brown that makes it so important? For God's sake look at the societal conditioning that you've been put through! Why does it "make more sense" for him to have blue eyes if he's blond? Why?

Every single idea we have of what is and isn't attractive has been designed for us by the society we live in. Consider what ideals are being upheld when deciding that the "hot" character is blond and blue eyed while also discarding the black character. Being anti-racist and dismantling your own racial biases is a long and constant process, but it is so vitally important. And once we start examining those biases all sorts of shit starts popping up.

And before someone comes in and tells me it isn't that deep: maybe you should look at why you need it to not be that deep, does it make you uncomfortable to think that you might be feeding into these biases without realizing? And who does it benefit to have it not be "that deep" is there perhaps a group of people that would want you to not examine your preference for blue eyes and blond hair? Some sort of brotherhood perhaps...

[pennyblossom-meta]

Do you believe L would prefer to be with someone who is smart academic wise or some other brainy smart or would he not mind someone who is “average” but has something outside of academics they may excel at? (history, cooking, art, baking, sports etc)

Hi there anon! Thanks for question. I've actually theorised about this exact topic a couple of times before, and I might actually have an unorthodox opinion about it. But before I start my analysis, I would like to refer you to a few metas that I personally find extremely compelling and which have also shaped my view of L.

Toxic love, by @lunalit-river

An analysis on L's monster speech by lux-mea-lex (lots of great metas in their livejournal)

A short interpretation of the monster speech by @lawlightautismtruther (also check the debate on that one, it's very interesting to see the different opinions across the fandom)

How L and Light judge each other and other people

Just about most of @my-one-true-l 's metas about L, like this one and this one about L's flaws.

@43501 has a great meta about L in a relationship which I agree with wholeheartedly.

Apologies in advance for the length in this rant of mine. I like to analyse L from different angles, as you might've guessed 😛

Short answer:

I think L would appreciate someone who makes an effort to meet him where he's at and accepts him for who he is. Someone he can have a conversation with, but is ultimately kind and trustworthy. These two qualities would be to L like a lifeline, because it's something he's missing on an intimate level. While Watari is loyal to him and cares about his well being, these are different types of relationships.

>>>>>Long answer under the cut

So, one of the things I find that helps me when looking at L from this romantic perspective is to search for clues across canon (manga, anime) and the expanded universe (L:CtW, LA:BB, drama, Spiraling Trap, etc) that explain what's going on in his head and, most importantly, what makes him interested in people.

As per your question:

Do you believe L would prefer to be with someone who is smart academic wise or some other brainy smart or would he not mind someone who is “average” but has something outside of academics they may excel at? (history, cooking, art, baking, sports etc)

Let's approach this in two parts. If we were analysing this from a relationship POV, whether romantic or platonic, I can see two major interpretations:

(Chapter 20: First move) Here's a screenshot of L losing a tennis match to Light. Makes him less daunting, doesn't it? To know even L can lose at not-so-mundane-but-still-quite-normal things he's supposed to be great at.

01: The intellectual allure vs a supportive SO

There's oceans of difference between being a genius and someone who can give L support and companionship, despite not speaking the same "language". This would not be too dissimilar to couples with wildly different career paths (ex: a nurse and a software developer) who meet halfway and actively choose to understand each other. It has to do with common goals and values, your life project together.

Love is something you choose every day. Staying in a long-term relationship is choosing to be vulnerable and to share your life with someone you find kinship with. Unorthodox L may be, but as Fu Takahashi (who plays L in the 2020 musical) said:

(...) despite his superficial image as a smart guy who hates losing, he actually feels lonely and needs affection, I imagine (...) He tries to control his emotions, like the feelings towards his parents, or romantic feelings; that’s why he is sort of dependent on games or battles of the mind.

The above quote is super important, in my opinion, considering how difficult it is to pin down L's true personality. If we go by Spiraling Trap terms, he falls for a main character who pays attention to his (dessert) needs and makes him feel 'seen'. Taken cared of. Someone who is genuinely kind to him and wants to do him a good turn because they care about him. We can extrapolate that this is, perhaps, due to his isolationist tendencies and lack of meaningful contact with the sort who take time to want to know the true L and what he likes. To that kind of person, L isn't just the world's greatest detective or a machine, lacking human emotion --- that person acknowledges that he has feelings, likes and dislikes, and isn't malicious towards him.

Consider that L lies a lot. He'd lie twice saying "good morning" if it suited him, which makes for an unhealthy dynamic. However, for those he truly cares about, I believe he would be far more careful to safeguard the few genuine connections he has in life and thus try to curb some bad behaviours to the best of his ability.

I believe @43501 put it best when they mentioned how L would prefer an [educated, clever partner] but that he'd be drawn to people who are [interesting and offbeat]. I would argue this doesn't mean a double PhD level of intelligence, but rather someone who is curious about the world, who talks to him like an equal (i.e., not as if he's superior or inferior to them). There would need to be something to that person that made them unique to L --- but uniqueness in the context of someone who suppresses their emotions so strongly, and would find themselves to be starving for affection once they found that source of comfort and support, I believe that uniqueness could be kindness.

Accept the man despite his quirks and flaws, in all his intensity, and I believe it would be impossible for L to be indifferent to that kind of genuine devotion. After all, he's been without all his life and likely never thought he'd find it. It's possible that, in his loneliness, a part of him even thought himself to be above such things, but what a tumble it would be, for L to find that he's a man dying of thirst.

...

Now, in manga canon (and throughout the source material closest to it), L and Light find a degree of interest in each other for how similar they are in intellect. This creates a connection, even respect between the two, allowing them to see beyond each other's mask. It's thrilling, a cat and mouse game which they arguably become addicted to. Once L dies, Light even muses how Near is lacking by comparison, undeserving.

However, if we go by what V13:HTR says regarding their relationship, then L does think quite poorly of Light beyond their matching intellect. This is more or less explicit in a couple of scenes in the manga and anime where L muses about how much Light talks, how cheesy he is with his faux morality, putting up an act.

No matter L's interest in the game with Light, he doesn't trust him. Trust is paramount to build a healthy relationship. Theirs would be a toxic, petty relationship standing on foundations of distrust, and a thirst for constant competition.

From this perspective, L arguably wouldn't be in love, but stuck in an addictive powerplay. Very engaging to read about; certainly challenging (and interesting!) to write — but not so good to live through. The best case scenario I can see for such a relationship would be something like the series Vicious with Sir Ian McKellen and Derek Jacobi, in which they settle into a constant clash of snark.

I talk here about the prospect of L being 'out of balance' emotionally, which makes him dive into games of the mind to distract himself from his burdens.

02. Appreciation for another type of individual, the average...Sam?

(Chapter 21: Duplicity) Added this one here because this exchange always makes me chuckle.

I'd like to focus on the 2015 drama to establish a parallel with this 'average' Sam concept.

In this adaptation, Light is far more 'normal' than in any other. He diverges from his original canon self in various ways, though the most interesting for me was how the drama tried to show what Light, as a regular young adult, could be if he wasn't an extreme genius, a perfect guy in the eyes of society --- and how this shift would contrast with L.

Drama Light:

Goes to concerts

Is a fanboy

Is clumsy

Gets bullied

He's not the perfect guy with an immaculate reputation. It brings him further down to the ground, like us common mortals.

Both L and Light found solace and appreciation in the differences of their mindset. A more 'average' Light still managed to connect with L, leading to this scene:

If we consider the drama and then extrapolate a few conclusions from these interactions, we can argue that an 'average' but grounding presence in L's life would do him good. An uber genius might be able to follow L's thought process more easily, but they can still become an issue or more easily turn on him for the intellectual competition and to surpass the world's greatest detective.

...

TLDR; I would argue that an average individual would still be a perfect match for L, perhaps far more than an incredible genius. L would value kindness and care far more than super intellect, especially if he was on the receiving end of this kind of genuine connection.

[elderslightlyevil]

I have thoughts.

1. Good job, that is a huge variety of games, you should be proud of your research.

2. You separated out the WoD games, good job, it would be super unfair to throw all the game lines into the same tier, as they are remarkably different, but you are missing a couple, specifically Mage: the ascension (although it is kinda a spiritual successor to ars magica, so that's fair), wraith: the oblivion, hunter: the reckoning, demon: the fallen, and of course Mummy: the resurrection.

3. You left out G.U.R.P.S, how dare you. Or rather how did that happen, I thought it was pretty ubiquitous.

4. You left out The Dark Eye (rpg) which tells me something about you, you are in fact not german, because that is THE german high fantasy RPG, but it's pretty unknown outside of Germany. Germany has a fascinating RPG culture btw, there is a whole fanmade and well maintained german shadowrun wiki, completely unofficial, but very in depth.

Overall, pretty cool iceberg.

I hope my comments didn't come across as criticism of your pretty impressive work, but you seem like someone that would want to know about these games, as you were interested enough to make this iceberg in the first place.

The moderately researched ttrpg iceberg.

[jd-loves-fiction]

Hey!!! So i saw your Valentine event, can i please ask for a situationship to lover with nagi (Angst with comfort) ?!!??

🌑of course you can!! :) (working on requests slowly yall, please be patient! :))❣️

𝓓𝓲𝓭 𝓘 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷?

What even is your life? Lying half-naked on your situationship’s couch on Valentine's day, of all days, while he fucks around with something in his kitchen. The height of this tryst has long since passed already, and on any other day you would already be preparing (at least mentally as your legs wouldn't allow you physical escape) to leave – the least amount of time spent staring at Nagi’s beautiful face or sculpted backside the better.

His silences just make you think a little too hard about some things that really won't do you good to be thinking about, especially today.

The flowers at the grocery store, the heart shaped chocolate boxes, the delighted giggling of couples in front of restaurants – it's all a bit too much for your vulnerable heart. The temptation to change the status quo nearly overtakes you, were it not for the possible consequences.

If only you could find the words to at least ask him, the yearning within so dire you’ll take any response from him, even frigid rejection. 

“Water.” He tells you calmly, bringing you back to the present as he presses a cold bottle to your cheek – still shirtless but with sweatpants on, what a pity.

You take the bottle, still lying there slightly out of breath, now mostly because of the weight on your chest from all that's begging to burst out.

Nagi sits by your legs, turning on the TV without a word. You wonder to yourself if his thoughts take the same paths as yours, but you don't yet know him well enough to tell just by his face.

“Seishiro,” he grunts in acknowledgment, still zapping through channels to find something that interests him. You know you should swallow your doubts and just talk to him, but right now you wish they'd swallow you instead.

Truthfully, deep down, within the part of your brain that's still capable of thinking logically (which seems nigh-unreachable at the moment), you know that Nagi would never make a big deal out of your confession. More likely, he’d brush it off without issue, just as he does everything else.

The thought is somehow comforting enough for your hazy mind, “Do you know what day it is?”

“The 14th.”

“And…” You respond expectantly, sitting up by his side. He side-eyes the movement, lingering on the skin newly exposed by the falling sheet, “... of February…?”

“I'm not asking you for the date, Seishiro.” Letting out a steadying sigh, you prepare yourself for the possibility that he might have no idea what day he's invited you over on and what it could mean for the both of you. Nevertheless, you need to know.

“It’s Valentine’s day. Did you mean to invite me over on Valentine’s day?”

“Yeah.” You’re about to rip your hair out.

“Why?”

Nagi takes a second, letting the random soap opera currently on screen play on without paying it any mind. It doesn't take a genius to guess that the look on his face is one of utter befuddlement – as if he’s trying his hardest to work something out in his head but the answer just keeps evading him. After a full minute of you basically holding your breath, he speaks,

“Because I want to go out with you. Didn't I say that?”

“No?”

“Oh. Well, I was planning to.” The ease with which he treats the whole situation should be endlessly frustrating (and there's a part of you that thinks it is), but it’s mostly impressive and partially appreciated today, as it keeps you from completely freaking out. Your heart slows down to match his, cheeks flushed at his nonchalant confession. And even though he still hasn't looked at you, you can tell how much this really means to him by the pinkish tone on his ears, peeking out amongst his snow white hair.

Smiling fondly, you admire his gorgeous side profile, letting the moment linger as your chest warms from pure fondness for this lovely, lazy, dummy. Grabbing his chin, he lets you turn him to finally face you, droopy eyes uncharacteristically focused, “You can say it now, if you want.” you whisper.

His gaze sweeps over every feature on their own time, before his shiny lips part to speak as quietly as you did, “Wanna go out later? On an actual date, for once?”

“I’d love that, Seishiro.”

[greenxgloss]

Sickly Sweet - Jeon Jungkook (3)

Summary: While you were tucked away reading in the back of the shop, Jungkook surprised you with a not-so-late Valentine's gift.

Word Count: 1.8k

UNEDITED

February 15th

Tucked away in the back of the shop behind stacks of books there you were, knees to your chest, tea at your side and nose deep in a novel. you still had your russian doll earrings in and every five or so minutes you'd reach up to touch them like you were making sure they were still there.

the shop was pretty empty today. you assumed that everyone was taking their day off work to settle and recover from rough valentines night. singles and couples. You thought it was funny honestly.

an entire holiday dedicated to reminding couples how awesome it is to be together and to remind singles how terrible and sorrowful it is to be single, giving them a reason to drown said sorrows in hard liquor. you, as a people watcher enjoyed watching groups of singles stumble through the street in the early hours of the morning coming home from the club, from the comfort of your apartment window.

You’ve never really been in a serious relationship—not because something went wrong, just... it never quite happened. There were some flirty moments with cute boys at school, maybe even a girl or two, kind of like the clumsy college student who wandered into the shop a few weeks ago. But nothing ever stuck. You were always a little too awkward, and most people just assumed you lost interest or moved on. Honestly, half the time you didn’t even realize someone liked you until it was too late.

You were always too distracted—too wrapped up in your books to notice much of anything else. Like right now, for example, when Jungkook was standing directly in front of you, and you had absolutely no idea. Your face was buried in yet another John Green novel, legs tucked to your chest, completely unaware of the world around you.

"y/n?" he chuckled, crouching down in front of you and tapping your knee. "OH! oh shit hey- sorry- shit didnt mean to cuss- ugh." you'd thrown down the book at this point and scrambled to your feet, smoothing down your black slacks and white button up under your cropped black vest, nearly falling but of course he caught you, holding onto your elbows and chuckling.

"You're good," Jungkook said with a low chuckle, his voice easy like a Sunday morning. "I mean, you’re an adult. If you didn’t drop an ‘oh shit’ now and then, I’d honestly be a little concerned."

His hands, warm and steady, slid down your forearms until they were cradling your hands, and just like that—poof—your brain completely short-circuited. Whatever thoughts you had moments ago evaporated, replaced by the quiet hum of panic and butterflies. You blinked up at him, lips parted slightly, your body catching up slower than your heart as you registered the lazy smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

He didn’t seem fazed at all by the silence. If anything, he looked amused. Like he was used to making people forget their words. "You alright there, Shakespeare?" he teased gently, tilting his head as if trying to read your expression like it was another novel he could casually flip through.

You cleared your throat a little too loudly, giving your head a small shake like you were physically trying to snap yourself back into reality. “Right—sorry. I should probably, y’know, not be completely slacking off on company time,” you said with a breathy, half-laugh that didn’t quite disguise how rattled you were.

Jungkook just grinned, letting go of your hands like it was no big deal, like you weren’t suddenly hyper-aware of how warm your palms still felt. “When you didn’t come back to the counter after ten minutes, I figured you were hiding out somewhere back here.”

“Ten minutes?” you echoed, your eyes going wide as you rubbed your forehead like it might erase the embarrassment. “Ugh, I didn’t even notice. I’m the worst.”

“It’s fine,” he said easily, crouching down to pick up the book you’d tossed aside in your panic. “Place is dead anyway.”

You opened your mouth to respond but all that came out was a small noise of appreciation as you accepted the book from him, your fingers brushing his again—another spark, another second too long of eye contact. You were trying to play it cool, but your heart was thundering like you'd run a marathon in heels.

You gave a sheepish nod, cheeks flushed so warm you could feel the heat radiating off your skin.

“There it is,” Jungkook murmured, a lopsided grin tugging at his lips as his thumb and forefinger brushed your chin—just a light touch, almost like he couldn’t help himself. “Knew I’d get that look eventually.”

You opened your mouth, maybe to protest, maybe to say something clever, but nothing came out. He laughed under his breath, the sound warm and fond.

“I know you said no gifts,” he added, “but I figured you didn’t really mean it.” His tone was casual, playful—but the way his eyes lingered on you made your heart race all over again.

"Jungkook." you groaned, trying your absolute hardest not to react to the echo of his fingers lingering on your face. "im a day late," he lead you to the front counter. "but only a day right?" he smiled and you huffed out a sigh.

a beautiful bouquet of daisy's, delphiniums and babies breath. "woah." you nearly gasped, picking up the plastic wrapped bouquet. "these are gorgeous, jungkook." you lost yourself in the scent. he smiled, tucking a hand in his back pocket before softly pushing a box of soft heart-shaped oatmeal cookies towards you. "A little birdy told me you liked these." voice like honey as you glanced behind him and saw Madilyn peeking from around a shelf again and giggling softly.

You smiled hard and giggled. "thank you, this is really sweet. like sickly sweet." you let out a dreamy sigh and held the flowers tightly. "you really didnt have to do this."

Jungkook smiled wide. "maybe i like seeing the way you blush when i do." he rubbed the back of his neck. "oh and i have to return this." he smiled before pulling his book from the black denim bag he had slung across his body. Misery by Steven King.

"oh yeah i actually got the alert a few hours ago. right on time." you smiled, putting the flowers down behind the counter and typing up on the monitor. Jungkook smiled. "do you plan on borrowing anything new today?" you asked, scanning he book barcode and putting it in a bin behind the counter with other returns. "actually i was wondering if i could borrow you? for a date i mean."

every muscle in your body tensed. though you were clearly into him you were also a little scared. almost mad that he was so confident- so sure of himself because oh it heated you up from the inside out how he shamelessly made the first several moves. But you haven't given him much of a reason to think you'd reject him,

Jungkook wasn’t exactly your usual type—not even close, if you were being honest. You’d always gravitated toward quieter, bookish people who shared your love for rainy days spent under a blanket with a novel, or Friday nights filled with takeout and retro films. The kind of person who didn’t mind silence, who understood that being close didn’t always mean talking all the time.

You, a self-proclaimed homebody, spent five out of seven days tucked between bookshelves, your world revolving around paperbacks and herbal tea. The idea of someone like Jungkook—leather jacket, smirking confidence, tattooed fingers drumming casually on the counter—being interested in you felt far-fetched. He was charming, magnetic, always looking like he belonged somewhere louder, faster, brighter.

It wasn’t that you didn’t find him attractive. God, no. It was that being with someone like him felt like stepping into unfamiliar territory. You’d worried you’d be too boring, too soft-spoken, too settled for someone like Jungkook. That eventually, your idea of a good time—organizing your bookshelf or rewatching your favorite Studio Ghibli film—would start to feel like a weight to him. Like you’d become a burden because you couldn't liked the things he likes.

But here he was, showing up for you again and again. And even if your nerves kept telling you to be cautious, there was a small, persistent voice in the back of your mind whispering, what if you’re exactly what he’s looking for, too?

.

You took in the smell of his cologne—clean and musky with a little hint of something spicy—tangled with the faint, lingering trace of cigarettes. It was such a specific combination, and now you were sure you'd recognize it anywhere, anytime. It wrapped around you like a memory that hadn’t fully happened yet. Familiar. Dangerous. Kind of addictive.

Then, out of the corner of your eye, you caught movement—Madilyn behind the nearest shelf, practically vibrating with anticipation. She was nodding like her life depended on it, mouthing yes, yes, say yes with a tween’s sense of urgency, like this was the climax of a romance movie and she was the one writing the script.

You rolled your eyes, lips twitching upward despite your racing heart, and let out a soft, breathy giggle. “Sure,” you said, voice warm, but wobbly in a way that betrayed just how many butterflies were rioting in your stomach.

Jungkook's smile widened, easy and boyish, and he rocked back on his heels like he’d known you’d say yes all along. "Cool," he said, like this was just the beginning. Like he hadn’t just tipped your whole world on its axis with one simple question.

"Ill be here when you clock out." he smiled and you nodded. "6pm."

-

“Told you to never say never,” Madilyn sing-songed, hugging her stack of Percy Jackson books to her chest like they were precious treasure. She practically bounced in place, her sneakers squeaking against the floor. “This is so gonna be, like, the next big romance novela! But, like, the good kind. Not the cringey ones my mom watches.”

You rolled your eyes with a smile, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear as you picked up the heavy bin of returns and plopped it onto the cart with a grunt. “We’ll see,” you said, nudging the cart forward. “He’s totally out of my league, Madi. Come on.”

Madilyn followed close behind, a dramatic gasp leaving her lips. “Pfft! Out of your league? Please. He looked at you like you hung the moon or whatever—and don’t think I didn’t see that bouquet! That’s, like, super romantic. Flowers and cookies? You’re living the dream.”

You laughed softly, shaking your head. “You're a little too invested in this.”

“I am invested! I’m your unofficial romance advisor,” she said, pointing at herself with exaggerated pride. “You need me."

A/n: i decided to make madilyn actually sound like a 13y/o now that shes getting a little more comfortable with y/n. also letting jungkooks light cockiness slip and he's definitely thinking "I got this in the BAGGGG. okay I hope you guys enjoyed this one lol I had fun writing it I love the little interactions between y/n and madilyn.

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