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Paring: Seishu Inui x Reader, Manjiro SANO x Reader, Ken Ryuguji x Reader, Hajime Kokonoi x Reader, Haruchiyo Sanzu x Reader, Kakucho Hitto x Reader. (All are separate)

Bonten Au. This story explores mature themes such as toxic relationships, emotional manipulation, physical intimacy, and the complexities of love and lust. It includes explicit content and may be unsettling to some readers.

Socials; insta- tyeteaa, X- tyeteaa, & wattpad- chosowife

A/n: I’m back I think… Anyways listen to Acquainted by The Weeknd while you read each fan fic. Also if you wanna be tagged when a specific one comes out leave a comment and If you enjoy my writings leave a like, comment, and a reblog, byeee.

SEISHU INUI

“Baby, you're no good 'Cause they warned me 'bout your type, girl I've been ducking left and right Baby, you're no good Think I fell for you, I fell for you, I fell for you You got me puttin' time in, time in Nobody got me feeling this way You probably think I'm lying, lying I'm used to bitches comin' right 'way”

COMING SOON…

MANJIRO SANO

“You got me touchin' on your body You got me touchin' on your body To say that we're in love is dangerous But, girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted, oh I'll get you touchin' on your body I'll get you touchin' on your body I know I'd rather be complacent But, girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted We're acquainted”

COMING SOON…

REN RYUGUJI

“Baby, you're no good All my ****** think I'm crazy 'Cause I'm thinkin' 'bout us lately But really if I could I'd forget about you, 'get about you, 'get about you, You got me puttin' time in, time in Nobody got me feeling this way You probably think I'm lying, lying I'm used to bitches comin' right 'way”

COMING SOON…

HAJIME KOKONOI

“Mama called me cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin' 'Cause I won't find somebody that's real, yeah 'Cause every time I try to, try to, try to run The fast life keeps gaining on me, yeah (the fast life keeps gaining on me) But ever since I met you (ever since I met you) I couldn't believe what you did So comfort me, babe Ain't no rush from me, babe, ooh”

COMING SOON…

HARUCHIYO SANZU

“I'm not tryna talk at all 'Cause I'm tryna love you crazy Put some more inside your cup And drink 'til you numb the pain”

COMING SOON…

KAKUCHO HITTO

“I got you touchin' on your body These girls keep touchin' on their body They got accustomed to the life we live These girls born in the 90's are dangerous I got 'em thinkin' that they want me Although they know they not the only I got 'em wanting to embrace their sins These girls born in the 90's are dangerous”

COMING SOON…

[nosyrobin]

Hi, I just wanted to apologize for my possibly horrible English, it's not the language I speak, anyway I wanted to make a request about how Damian would react if the reader was a demigod(if you can make the reader a demigod of hypnos)😺

And I love your writing 🫶 Keep it up!(And sorry again for the possible horrible English :[ )

|| DAMIAN’S REACTION TO READER BEING A DEMIGOD OF HYPNOS ||🌙

A/N: also your English is fine! No worries, here is your order🫶🏾 and I’m glad you love my work!

His first reaction is probably like asking about your powers and what can you do. With how there are superhero and then there’s wonder women…he’s gonna believe you are a demigod. 😭 who wouldn’t. (A sane person that’s not a hero.)

If you were a civilian just trying to live a normal life, he can respect that at most. But he would call you up if he needs someone knocked you. Why? Because you have Hypnotic Gaze. Your gaze can put people into a deep sleep. It’s usual really, Bruce is glad to know Damian’s friend or whoever you are to him isn’t a bad person using your gaze for the wrong doing.

I feel like Hypnos!reader would smell like lavender and vanilla to increase the melatonin levels of their powers or how then make people feel.

Though, imagine the family’s shock seeing Tim full out knocked out all because of your gaze. The family praises you for having the man sleep.

But Bruce with his paranoia would test your abilities of what you can do and how long is your hypnotic gaze.

You also found the power of Sleep Induction/Manipulation. Your father Hypnos had the power to induce sleep in mortals and even other gods. He also manipulate dreams and nightmares. So you can do that as well.

You found that power out when you had a sleepover with Damian. You frowned, putting a hand to damian’s sweaty forehead. He started to calm down and relax in your warm touch, you saw his nightmares and changed them to pleasant dreams.

You two are definitely a sweet duo, sole even say couple going as far. Bruce approves seeing his son doesn’t seem so “aggressive” around when you are there

Damian always demanding Bruce to let you come over for a a sleepover, only for you two to just sleep the entire sleep over. He holds you like a teddy bear with your fingers in his hair.

Basically being used a sleeping device😭 oh lord imagine the chaos’s Bruce would have you do.

Especially if he needs you as the last resort to knock out a rouge.

[whipped-for-kpop-fics]

Cats&Coffee - C.SC

😻Who: Choi Seungcheol (Seventeen) with fem!reader 😺What: A lot of my brand of humour, perhaps borderline crack? Firefighter!Seungcheol. Business owner!Reader. Sort of a coffee shop au. Brother's best friend au. Reader is Shua's twin. [Simp!Chan as a background character but Simp!Chan is very important to me okay.] 😸Wordcount: 5.8k 🐱Warnings: Fire/arson mentions- nobody is hurt though and its not the main characters. Profanity. A lot of suggestive comments but no smut. More like sexual conversations. Reader is thirsty. Reader is kind of a brat but playfully. Mentions of bruises. Seungcheol calls reader princess&baby once. Implied Dom!Seungcheol but not actually shown. Let me know if I've missed any warnings, I'm terrible at knowing what to mention!

Summary; Okay, so here's the situation; you're just amusedly watching your best friend where he's perched up on a branch trying to convince the little cute fluff ball you are supposedly rescuing to get down, when some very attractive firefighters arrive to save the day. Low and behold, the leader of the bunch is the manifestation of your wettest wildest dreams; all buff and a little cocky and you're pretty certain he's showing off in that tight t-shirt for you. Do you; A- approach and flirt until he throws you over his shoulder or B- approach and flirt, and then completely forget to exchange numbers and only realise when he was long gone and then regret your very existence for the foreseeable future?

Although there isn't any smut, this is definitely an 18+ fic so Minors do NOT interact. I WILL block any account that interacts without an age indicator in the bio.

-2024 Masterlist- Ao3 link

A/N; This all came from one of @sluttywoozi 's anon asks I saw that I then got caught on because they mentioned firefighter!Cheol. I don't have the link to the original ask but it's on her account! So inspiration credit goes to that anon!

Edited: 23/12/24

Lee Seokmin is probably the single sweetest person in the entire universe and everyone who meets the man will wholeheartedly agree. It is a unanimous decision that the man can do no wrong.

So, it's not his fault that the newest member of your cat sanctuary made a run for it out of the front door, which Seokmin hadn't closed behind him quickly enough, even though it kind of is. But nobody will ever say that, least of all to the Angel-On-Earth.

“I'm so sorry,” Seokmin apologises for perhaps the tenth time when he shuffles over to your side with his phone clutched in his hands and big, beautiful eyes staring up in a mix of worry and guilt at where Junhui is half wrapped around the branch under him with one hand outstretched trying to coax the brown ball of matted fluff to him.

“It's not your fault,” you assure, blindly reaching out to put a reassuring hand on Seokmin's left shoulder; you are too visually engrossed in what your best friend is doing in the tree to look over at Seokmin.

It isn't the first time that Junhui has climbed a tree to save a cat, or some other kind of dramatic action for the sake of a cat, but it never fails to amuse you highly.

“I should've closed the door,” Seokmin continues, lips pursed in a guilty little pout.

“It's fine, Seokie; Jun's part cat, he's made to climb trees.”

“Aren't cats really bad at getting down from trees?”

“No, they're actually good at climbing down.”

“Then why did Jun climb up after that one?”

“Because he's an idiot,” you snigger, your grin growing wider when your best friend yelps a little as he stretches too far and almost falls.

Well, almost is quite a stretch as his long legs are wrapped entirely securely around the branch and so is half of his left arm, but you're sure that it felt like he was about to fall at least.

“Hey!” Hansol calls, sticking his head out of the entrance door to the coffee shop you own with Junhui, though the main focus of Cats&Coffee is actually the sanctuary at the back.

Well, for you two and the staff, it is the main focus. You all are more than aware that the majority of the customers only visit the coffee shop with the intention of eyeing up the barista and well, you don't entirely blame them; Jeon Wonwoo is an unfairly attractive man.

“I'm going to go into your bag to get your notes, hyung!”

“Okay!” Seokmin calls back, giving Hansol a thumbs up in approval. Hansol returns the hand gesture and then goes back into the store, entirely oblivious to the customers ogling him.

Okay, so the customers don't just turn up for Wonwoo; they turn up for all of the men who are regularly in the building. But as Wonwoo is the sole barista and always in the shop out front and not the sanctuary out back mostly out of sight, you're pretty valid in saying the customers come for him.

“Do something!” Junhui calls after a few more attempts to reach the cat. You take your phone out and take a few pictures of your best friend. “Not what I meant!”

“I'm sending them to Kwannie, he'll be so pissed he missed this,” you muse, already tapping away on your phone to send the photos to Seungkwan, who you know will post them on the Instagram account he runs for Cats&Coffee.

Not because he is an employee or volunteer, because he isn’t, and technically it's not really an official account because the man made it himself one day after his own followers kept bugging him for more photos of the drinks and hot staff from the coffee shop. But because he enjoys posting embarrassing photos of the staff.

So Seungkwan runs what you and the other staff refer to as a fan account for the coffee shop and sanctuary, and he takes advantage of that joke to essentially thirst post about the men in a semi-serious way. Nobody knows if he does it for the sake of the customers, or if Seungkwan genuinely wants Wonwoo to 'grind him like those high quality beans'.

“It's okay, Jun-hyung! I've called for reinforcements!” Seokmin assures. “Just stay right there!”

“Just get the ladder and help me yourself!” Junhui whines in response.

“I'm scared of heights though!”

Junhui sighs and thunks his head on the branch slightly before he gets back to trying to inch along the branch carefully and grab the cat.

It isn't until you've put your phone back away a minute later that you register what Seokmin earlier said. “Hang on, reinforcements?” You question while turning to look inquisitively at the man still on your right where he’s watching Junhui carefully in concern.

“Yes, my best friend knows how to handle situations like this. He's done it a lot,” Seokmin answers confidently, so you accept his words and go back to grinning at the sight of your own best friend failing to win over a cat for the first time in his life.

Maybe you should've asked more questions though because when you hear Seokmin's name being called happily, you certainly do not expect to see a six-foot hunk of handsome fireman bouncing over with a wave and heart-shatteringly beautiful smile.

“Mingyu!” Seokmin calls back, smiling equally as bright and beautiful, and then the best friend is right with you and you're trying not to gawp up at him. “Thanks for coming. Jun-hyung went up to bring the cat down and now he's stuck and the cat won't listen.” Seokmin pouts over at the tree. Mingyu turns to look at the tree and pouts too.

How can a man be so cute and hot at the same time? You really have no idea but Mingyu pulls it off impeccably.

“Aw, poor Jun-hyung,” Mingyu coos sympathetically. “But no worries!” He perks up and turns back around to look at the pair of you. “We'll save them both! And by we I mean Soonyoung-hyung will save them; he's good at this. Animals love him!”

You notice two other men donning the same big jacket and trousers combination of a classic firefighter outfit approaching the tree and setting up the ladder. And hot damn if you aren't suddenly tempted to take up a new hobby of arson just to see them regularly because holy shit all three of these men are ridiculously attractive. You have to swallow thickly to keep the drool in your mouth.

The shorter of the pair by the tree holds onto the bottom of the ladder securely while the other climbs it smoothly. To your genuine delight, the man simply makes an encouraging noise while extending his hand out and the little furry demon of a cat trots straight over. You can't help but burst into cackling laughter as the feline climbs over Junhui as if he is nothing more than part of the tree while your best friend gawps in disbelief.

“Told you animals love him.” Mingyu grins proudly as you all watch Soonyoung traverse down the steps of the ladder, still as smoothly as he went up them even with one arm supporting the cat against his chest and its furry little head nuzzling into the man's jaw while Soonyoung giggles happily at the cute actions.

“A regular Snow White.” You grin.

“I'll be right back!” Soonyoung calls to Junhui and already walking over to the three of you. “Hi! I'm Soonyoung!” He greets brightly. “Your friend says to give the cat to you?” He tries to offer you the cat but it yowls and latches onto his jacket. Luckily, the material is thick and sturdy enough that the cat's claws don't actually reach the man's body.

“I think he likes you,” you muse.

“Aww,” Soonyoung coos and nuzzles the cat who loudly starts to purr. “He's so lovely, what's his name?”

“He hasn't got one yet. We run a sanctuary and he's our newest rescue.”

“A rescue?” Soonyoung turns round, sad eyes on you. “Is he okay.”

“Yeah, the vets gave him the go-ahead, he's just a little shit who wouldn't let them groom him at all. I think we might have to shave him if he doesn't let us.”

“But his hair is so beautiful.” He pouts. “It'll grow back well, right?”

“Of course,” you assure the man making his pout melt away.

“Uhm, hello?!” Junhui yells from the branch, gaining your attention back. Even the man at the bottom of the ladder hasn't been paying him any attention.

“Oh, right.” Soonyoung once again tries to hand the cat to you but the feline really doesn't want to let him go. You think it’s understandable. “Mingyu, can you go up and-”

“No way.” Mingyu shakes his head adamantly with wide eyes. “You know I'm scared of heights, hyung.”

“You're a firefighter who's scared of heights?” You deadpan. He pouts at you. “You're right; why do firefighters even need to climb ladders anyway? Just leave him in the tree, he'll get down when he falls.” Mingyu giggles a little.

“I got it,” a new voice calls, one you initially assume belongs to the man by the ladder but, oh are you so wrong.

A fourth firefighter appears; he’s clad in the same uniform as the others but something about the way he wears it seems more like it was made for him. He's already approaching the tree from the road where the fire engine is parked and he had been sitting inside in wait.

And you are unaware of this but he has definitely been checking you out the entire time and only got out with every intention of showing off.

He stops once at the foot of the tree and glances over his shoulder at the four of you before shucking off his jacket. Your throat dries at the sight of his broad, muscular torso filling out the fitted black t-shirt strapped over with the suspenders of his uniform trousers.

And talking of those trousers, holy shit does he fill them out well. You could've never imagined yourself wanting to bite someone's ass before but here you are, practically salivating at the curve of his plump backside in the ugly trousers. Which is only made more obvious when he starts to climb the ladder.

You don't even notice that the three men you’re standing with start to converse around you; your entire focus is on the epitome of your wet dreams manhandling your best friend down from the tree.

It probably says a lot that even though you have never and will never want to bone your best friend, the sight of the attractive stranger throwing him over his shoulder and carrying him down the ladder like he's nothing really does something to you.

And by that, you mean you'd really like it if the man would throw you over his shoulder, then promptly down onto his bed and climb on top. Or any surface so long as he puts himself between your thighs immediately afterwards.

And to top it off, the man doesn't even put Junhui down once both of his feet are back on the grass; he just turns and starts to approach. The man at the bottom of the ladder rolls his eyes and takes the ladder away knowing exactly what is happening here.

“I believe this belongs to you,” the man states once close enough, abruptly ending the conversation the other three men are having as they look at him. Though he's just staring you down with dark eyes and you're really not going to look away either.

“I wouldn't say he belongs to me,” you return, hoping he gets the hint that you are very single and very willing to mingle with him specifically.

“No? He told me you're his partner.” The fireman tilts his head a little, his left eyebrow raising in question.

“Work partners!” Junhui exclaims, still flopped over the man's shoulder and seeming to be rather willing to remain there for the foreseeable future. “Not romantic or sexual, gross! Not that's she's gross; she's really hot and I've heard good things from her ex-partners!”

Bless Wen Junhui for always trying to hype you up and get you a man.

“Good to know,” the firefighter murmurs, gaze blatantly checking you over. You take the chance to return the favour, and the three men with you quickly back up not wanting to be caught up in this very obvious and shameless flirtation.

Your phone suddenly starts to audibly vibrate in your pocket and you ignore it, more interested in the man in front of you.

“I think you're vibrating,” he points out amusedly.

“Mm, yeah, it's just my phone,” you confirm, half tempted to make a remark about how he could make something else vibrate on you if he wants, but pretty sure that's a little out of social protocol where first meetings with attractive strangers are concerned.

Next time though.

“Isn't he killing your shoulder?” You ask, nodding to Junhui's limp body.

“No.” Though the man still puts Junhui down carefully all the same as if reminded that he really should not stand there with a stranger draped over him any longer or it'd get really weird. “I can carry more weight than him for longer.”

“On your shoulder?”

“However I need to.”

“Good to know,” you return his earlier statement, gaze lingering on the way his chest is all but straining the material of his t-shirt. You don't notice his cocky smirk; you’re far too invested in imagining the material tearing open and freeing his beefy body for your viewing pleasure. Physical too, but those thoughts mostly come later when you're alone in bed.

Junhui stares between the two of you for a moment, wondering if either of you are going to say anything more or just continue to strip each other with your eyes. He figures it's the latter so walks off to try and claim the cat back from Soonyoung.

Neither you nor the hot fireman notice the world continuing to spin around you, up until Mingyu bounces over and pats the slightly shorter man on the shoulder with a; “Chief, we got a call; we need to go. Jihoon-hyung is already waiting to go.”

“Oh, right; work,” Chief replies, face twisting momentarily with displeasure, before he gets back into work mode and nods. “Alright, let's go.” He nods at you in farewell, and Mingyu waves brightly before the tallest rushes right back to the vehicle. The other detours to pick his jacket up from the grass then jogs to climb up into the vehicle too before it pulls away with its lights already flashing and siren kicking in when they're on the main road.

Kind of dazed, you toddle into the store and around the counter to lean dramatically against Wonwoo. There's a mystery stain on the sleeve of his hoodie near your face but you don't have the mental capacity to question it.

Wonwoo doesn't give you any attention until he's done with the customer in front of him.

“What's with you now?” He asks, pulling his arm around from where it's pressed against your chest to sling it around your shoulders instead and tug you more against his chest.

There's another mystery stain here and you vaguely recall that today is clearly a 'Wonwoo is trying to discourage is legions of fangirls' day. The man is dressed in an old, scruffy and stained hoodie and sweatpants combination; the hems barely even meet his ankles and wrists they’re so old, and he has to tie the waistband of the sweatpants up with multiple shoelaces strung together because the original tie was lost years ago. But his fangirls still stare at him as if he is Adonis reincarnated. You have to admit, he still does look unfairly beautiful like this.

“I'm in lust, Wonie,” you whine while squeezing around his waist as if you can get some of the frustration out that way.

The tall man makes a noise of understanding and pats your head as if you're one of the animals from out back. It actually feels pretty nice so you allow it. “Ah, the firefighter who carried Jun down. They told me you two were eye-fucking.”

“I don't want to eye-fuck him, I want to fuck-fuck him,” you complain, squeezing again.

Wonwoo wheezes a little and forces you to loosen your hold yet doesn't remove you from his body otherwise. “Then text him and arrange a date.”

You freeze, then jerk backwards to look up at him with a gaze so devastatingly heartbroken that Wonwoo immediately cups your face and starts to coo consolingly, even if he isn't sure why you look like your entire world is crumbling down around you.

“I forgot to get his number,” you wail.

Wonwoo's touch stills and his face falls flat, before turning unimpressed. “You're a fucking idiot.”

“I know.”

You know that if it wasn't for the new customer approaching the counter, Wonwoo would go on to tell you all the ways in which you are an idiot, but luckily for your currently very fragile ego, there is a customer, so he turns to take her order and goes back to ignoring you even as you attach to his back like some kind of sad-horny parasite.

For days you mourn the loss of what you have convinced yourself would be the best dick you will never be blessed with.

In this mourning, it does not at all cross your mind to simply ask Seokmin to ask his bestie to hook you up with his co-worker, nor does it cross Seokmin's mind either. It does, however, cross Wonwoo's mind; but the barista is kind of cruel at times and finds other's suffering amusing. Only when it's not serious though because Wonwoo can be a bit of a sadist but he's not an asshole.

Regardless of who does or does not think up the logical solution to your suffering, you continue to suffer for days.

Until you are pretty much handed the perfect opportunity to reunite with your lost lover by genuinely the last person you'd expect.

“Wait, what the fuck did you just say?” You demand, interrupting your brother's words as he talks away to Chan by the counter in an attempt to stop the youngest man from waxing poetic over your eyes, or ass, or maybe even your philtrum; you can never tell with your simp of a neighbour.

“I was telling Chan about the fundraiser I'm helping out with for my friends,” Joshua answers while giving you a long-suffering look; the same look he always wears around Chan because, well, who wants to hear someone blathering on about how hot their sibling is?

“You don't have friends,” you retort without thought.

“More than you,” your twin scoffs and picks up his mug from the counter to sip at happily.

Cats&Coffee doesn't actually offer a drink-in option due to how small the space is, so the mugs on hand are purely for the staff or your friends when they stop by. And Joshua, of course, has his own special mug because he's a pain in your ass, but you love him more than anyone else and let him pretty much do want he wants; include supply a hand painted mug for himself to drink his beverages from at the store. Even if you think it's ugly.

“I'm noona's friend,” Chan points out.

“You're her simp, you don't count,” Joshua corrects.

Chan immediately turns to pout all sad and cute at you. “I'm your simp and friend, right, noona?”

“Of course, Channie,” you coo while reaching over the counter to tap the tip of his nose. The younger beams happily and then sends your twin a smug look. Joshua just rolls his eyes. “What's the fundraiser for?” You ask, wanting to get back to the vital conversation.

“The firehouse-”

“When?” You gawp, leaning over the counter towards your brother with eyes wide.

“Tomorrow. Why the fuck are you looking at me like that? It's terrifying.”

“Ly beautiful. You mean terrifyingly beautiful,” Chan retorts simply without missing a beat before noisily sucking through his straw. Joshua chooses to entirely ignore Chan.

“I'm going,” you declare. “Tomorrow. I'm going to the fundraiser.”

“What? Why?” Joshua gives you a suspicious look.

“There will be a wet t-shirt contest, right?” You ask.

“What the fuck? No! This is a community event to raise funds for the family whose house burned down last week, dumbass. Not a fetish movie.”

“They're called porn, Shua,” you point out while pouting slightly at your horny dreams being broken so ruthlessly.

“So noona won't be in a wet t-shirt contest?” Chan asks, eyes sparkling with the thought.

“I'm leaving,” Joshua decides, picking up his mug to take with him and goes through to the sanctuary looking for a safe haven of his own away from you and Chan.

“Sometimes I think you two should just fuck and get it over with,” Wonwoo declares from where he's perched on the stool a little further down the counter munching away on the doughnuts Chan brought with him twenty minutes ago in an attempt to sweeten you all up and allow him to stay longer.

None of you will ever tell him that he doesn't need to bring treats every time he wants to hang around because truthfully, you are all useless at remembering to bring food to work or restocking the staff room, so Chan is often the only reason any of you eat in the middle of the week.

“I think so too,” Chan agrees wholeheartedly while nodding enthusiastically along.

Wonwoo grins in amusement. He always sticks around when Chan visits because he thinks it's the most entertaining thing ever how obviously obsessed with you the young man is. And, of course, Wonwoo thrives on goading the younger on and often making comments in regard to the one time you and Wonwoo fell into bed together.

Well, not bed exactly; more like over the counter late enough one night that it was really early the next morning. Regardless, Wonwoo likes to theatrically retell certain aspects of your tryst, which you know are exaggerated or entirely fake, just to watch Chan drool at the mental images.

“Ah, but once you've had a taste, you'll be begging for more,” Wonwoo replies dramatically.

“I already beg,” Chan is utterly shameless and it only makes Wonwoo's grin grow. “But I can beg more.” The younger looks at you now, but you're too busy texting Seungkwan to task him with getting all the information possible about the fundraiser the next day.

Chan wants to interrupt and ask you if him begging more is what you want him to do, but you look too focused and he loves it when you've got that serious expression on, so he just sighs dreamily and leans down on his elbows to stare adoringly at you.

Thanks to Seungkwan working his magic, Cats&Coffee snag a last-minute stall at the fundraiser where you, Junhui and Hansol set up all the merchandise left over from previous fundraisers.

Hansol always finds these fundraisers awkward purely because the Cats&Coffee special, limited edition fundraiser merchandise always consists of various items with photos of the men on them; the calendars of the men posing with cats are always a hit and a yearly preorder in November.

Junhui, however, doesn't even blink twice at seeing his own face staring back at him on the reusable travel mugs and keychains.

And Wonwoo happily avoids the stall to run the mini coffee truck a little to the right while pointedly ignoring the sign above him that boasts an old, edited picture of him. You and Seungkwan think Wonwoo looks absolutely precious with cat ears, whiskers and a little bell around his throat as he naps curled up with various cats. And you know the fans customers agree so the sign has remained for the past two years.

Usually, you love doing these fundraisers and get lost in convincing people to buy the merchandise, not that most of them need much convincing, to be honest. But you are rather adept at upselling with a way with words that would have the most skilled of grifters taking note, and you take great pride in it.

Yet today, you can't even enjoy watching Hansol awkwardly accepting payment for a photocard lucky dip that may or not be a little photo of his face, or Wonwoo trying to come up with new ways to discourage yet another of his fangirls from being a fangirl.

You're much more focused on watching the man of your wet dreams where he is giving tours of the fire engine and teaching people the importance of fire safety. You'd say teaching kids if you weren't positive that most of the kids are only standing and listening to him because their parents are there; and it’s very obvious which of the parents are present just to ogle the attractive man and don't give a single flying fuck about the words spilling from his mouth.

“Ohmygod, no, don't,” the familiar voice of your brother breaks you from your thirsting. You turn to look at him where he is standing between the coffee-cart and the gazebo you’re seated under. “Don't tell me you only came today because you've got the hots for Seungcheol.”

“Seungcheol?” You're up on your feet in seconds and grabbing a hold of your brother's weirdly sweaty face. You can't even focus on it; you have much more important matters to attend to. “His name is Seungcheol?”

“No,” Joshua mutters while trying to push your hands away from where you’re squishing his cheeks together into an unattractive pout. But he only has one hand free, the other holding an iced americano in a reusable cup with Seokmin's face on, so he can't really fight you off effectively or back up unless he wants to take a tumble to the gravel with Wonwoo.

“It is! Seungcheol. Man, that's a good name, sounds great. Feels great.”

“Stop it, ew,” he complains, looking genuinely pained at your words.

“Only when you tell me everything about him, but most importantly, is he single?”

“He's my friend, don't.”

“You've fucked my friends; I'm going to fuck yours whether you like it or not.”

Your brother whines wordlessly knowing that you have him beat there. He has definitely had various relations with various friends of yours in the past, and most certainly will again in the future too.

“Ugh, fine,” he concedes while slumping, so you make a happy noise and let him go.

Only now do you pay attention to the sweat on your palms and pull a disgusted face, before wiping them on his t-shirt, though that's not exactly in a much better condition. “Why the fuck are you so sweaty?” You eye him in pure disgust.

“Because Jihoon and I are doing demonstrations.” You give him a questioning look. “Exercise, you know; the thing people do to be healthy?” He rolls his eyes. “The guys asked him to lead a basic exercise demonstration to help encourage healthy habits and he asked me to help, you know, seeing as I'm a personal trainer with him.”

“Oh!” You make a noise of understanding. “Jihoon is your hot colleague.” Then another revelation comes to you and you gasp while hitting his arm a few times. He bats you in return, then pouts as he rubs at the impact spot on his bicep. “He was holding the ladder!”

“What?” Joshua looks at you as if you're crazy. Which, honestly, is a pretty common expression he wears around you or anyone who works at Cats&Coffee, or regularly spends time there.

You really do associate with a top-notch bunch of weirdos.

“The other day Junnie got stuck up a tree so Seokie called his hot bestie, who turns out to be a hot fireman with hot coworkers and the only one who I didn't talk to was Jihoon! I didn't recognise him in his uniform, and he's blond now and grew his hair out?”

“Mm, yeah, looks good right?” He enthuses and you nod. “I'll tell him you said that.”

“Mm sure,” you agree without care. “But back to the important matter here; Chief Seungcheol.” Your eyes are practically burning with how much they glisten at the thought of the buff man currently showing the hose attached to the fire engine.

Man, you wish he'd show you his hose; innuendo emphatically intended.

“I'm so going to regret this but yes, he's single.” Your brother sighs. “And now I know how you two met, I'm guessing you're the woman whose number he forgot to get after eye-fucking her with her friend on his shoulder.”

“Man, that was hot; he could throw me around so-”

“Okay, no, shut up. You're my baby sister, I don't need to hear that,” he complains, backing up with a shake of his head out of the gazebo.

“You're less than an hour older!”

“Can't hear you!” He calls back over his shoulder, already jogging back to his own station across the lot.

You turn to sit back down and happen to notice the Chief himself standing in front of the fire engine and no longer surrounded by visitors, while staring in your direction, with his big arms crossed over his big chest and a dark look in his eyes. You expect him to turn and get back to work, but he tilts his head when your eyes meet; a silent demand before he turns and walks past the huge vehicle and through the staff-only door to enter the firehouse.

“Fellas, I'm going to go get me some dick,” you declare, patting Junhui on the shoulder as you pass him to edge around the table.

“Ask him how to handle his big hose!” Junhui calls without looking up from the keyrings he is rearranging.

Hansol wonders how you two ever manage to run a business when you both always say such things so blatantly in front of customers, but then he notices the young women at the table all fawning over the merchandise obliviously and wonders no longer.

The interior of the firehouse is blessedly cool in comparison to the hot weather outside; even under the gazebo out of the sun's direct glare, you were starting to get a little sweat dappled.

“Hey,” the voice makes you jump slightly and you turn to find Seungcheol leaning back against a dinner table. You take a quick glance around behind him and realise it's the kitchen area. You're standing in the mostly open area of the ground floor, though there's a couch further to your right and you briefly imagine him pinning you down on it.

“Hi, Chief,” you reply while sauntering closer.

“You know Shua?” He asks bluntly, not wanting to beat around the bush. He's pretty certain you both have one thing on your mind based on the way he has noticed you staring him down hungrily for the past two hours.

“He's my brother,” you inform and stop close enough in front of him that the tips of your sandals are almost touching the toes of his clunky uniform boots. You dread to think how hot his feet must be in those.

For a second, you're genuinely disgusted at the thought, but then you notice how his crossed arms bulge and threaten to rip the hems of his sleeves around his biceps and suddenly you don't even know what feet are.

“You're his twin?” He gawps, arms dropping to his sides in disbelief and crushing disappointment.

You hum with a nod and pout a little at the lack of bulging biceps in your vision. But then you realise you can now see his pecs stretching out the black material and you're happy again.

“Stop,” he mutters and reaches up to physically tilt your head up so that you're no longer blatantly checking him out with heavy eyes. “You know your brother is pretty much my best friend, right?” He genuinely looks pained. “I can't fuck you.”

“Yes, you can.” You smirk and step closer, pressing your palms to his chest. You can feel him inhale deeply when you make a home for yourself against him, your thighs locked between each other's and so close to applying pressure exactly where you both want it. “He's essentially given his blessing.”

“He has?” He doesn't fully believe you; that doesn't sound like the Joshua he knows, but he's a weak-ass man when it comes to you. Literally, he already decided he'd do some insane things from the moment he first saw your ass while he was checking you out in the fire engine the other day.

So he lifts his hands to initially settle on your hips but they very quickly, almost immediately, slide down to settle in your back pockets. Not quite touching you up but pretty fucking close.

“Mm, well, blessing isn't the right word. I told him that he's fucked enough of my friends that he has no say in which of his friends I fuck.”

“Do you plan to fuck any of his other friends?” He raises an eyebrow and tugs you a little closer.

“He doesn't have any friends,” you retort and he huffs a short laugh. “Just Jihoon, right? I mean, he does look really fucking good blond so-”

“Don't you dare finish that sentence, princess,” Seungcheol mutters darkly, almost glaring at you in warning. You bite back a grin. “So I'll ask again; do you plan to fuck any of Shua's other friends?”

“Depends on if you disappoint me or not, doesn't it, Chief?” You tease while winding your arms around his neck with a playful smile.

“You're never going to want to fuck anyone else when I'm done with you.”

“That bad, huh?” His face drops. It takes everything in you to not crack up laughing. “Going to put me off sex in general?”

“Shua's right; you're a fucking brat.”

“Mm, yeah,” you confirm shamelessly and press against him entirely. “Kinda think you're into it though, Chief.”

“Is that going to be a thing? Calling me Chief? Or do you just not know my name?” He wonders, head tilting a little and one arm wrapping tight around your waist, while his thigh between yours pushes up between your legs making your eyes light up with joy.

Finally you have him.

“I know your name, but shouldn't I call the boss by his title?” You coo faux-innocently.

“"I'm the boss, huh?” You nod and he smirks. “Damn fucking right, baby.”

Seungcheol doesn't wind up pinning you to the couch, not right away at least. He does, however, take you upstairs to the office and bend you over the desk until you have bruises in the shape of his hands on your hips and nothing but his name on your tongue.

And as it turns out; he was right. You never want to fuck anyone but him again.

A/N- I know this reads like it should end in smut and I did intend to write it but I'm very certain I would not do the vibes justice, I'm so out of practice with smut. But maybe in the future? But if you want some good smut, go read sluttywoozi's stuff fr, you will not be disappointed

Anyway, I hope you liked, please let me know what you think& reblog!

[jubburb]

》 "-ARE YOU COLD, MY DEAR?"

• @jubburb

ask: none.

sypnosis: waking up with your husband one morning and going on a walk in the snow.

a/n: ive been procrastinating this foreva, ik its short but I just want this out of the drafts so I can start writing more fics😼

warnings: female reader in mind when writing, but I'm not sure if I put any fem pronouns, just cute fluffy fluffness 😺

notes: ooc zhongli? definitely? maybe? idk.. u tell me

When fall hits Liyue, it can get pretty chilly pretty fast. The degrees quickly drop to fifty degrees and lower, previously being in around the eighties or nineties.

It's quite a sudden change. But a pleasant one, especially for tourists who come around during the seasons.

-

One quiet morning, you and your husband, Zhongli, are lazing about in your shared king bed. Zhongli was reading a book, idly playing with your hair with one hand, while you were still trying to wake up, laying your head on his broad chest.

"Mm.." You groan sleepily, reaching a hand up to rub your eye.

"Are you finally awake, my dear?" Zhongli chuckles, halting his hand that was intertwined with the tresses of your hair.

You simply nod, yawning, and sit up against his chest, feeling his hand snake around your waist to hold you closer.

"Do you have work today?" You ask, blinking a couple of times to actually fully wake up, staring up at him and he nods with a hum.

"I am, in fact, off today. What do you suppose we do?" He asks, placing the book down to give you his full attention.

"Sleep in?" You request with a chuckle, and Zhongli jokingly sighs, shaking his head no.

"Something productive, please, my dear." He says, playing with a strand of your hair once more.

"Sleeping is productive, Li." You retort, rolling your eyes, tempted to fall back into a deep slumber just to spite your husband.

There's silence for a moment as Zhongli thinks.

"-Oh, I know, what about a walk around the harbor? I'm sure nobody is awake during these early hours, so it'll be calm, quiet, and peaceful. Just the two of us." Zhongli smiles, cupping your cheek, his slightly calloused palm brushing against your soft skin.

"..Thats.." You start, ".. Not that bad of an idea."

"Knew it."

You only roll your eyes at his response, "Well, I guess we better get our lazy asses out of bed before it's too late and people start getting to work."

"You're the only lazy ass here." Zhongli chuckles with a whisper under his breath, getting out of bed before you could do anything about what he said.

"Oh you mother-"

-

As you two walk around the harbor, you did not expect it to start snowing..

The pretty white snowflakes started to dance across the sky before ultimately finding use on the ground, creating a soft blanket of snow covering the docks and pathways.

Aaaaand.. you forgot your mittens.. your hands were freezing, but if you told Zhongli, he would give you that: "i tOld yOu sO" bullshit.

Before you guys even left the house, Zhongli insisted you bring mittens, because, to quote him, "You don't even know how cold it is in the morning, love."

And of course, you just had to defy him, insisting that you'll be fine without mittens.

You really regret it now..

Even though you were clad in a comfy coat, your hands that were freezing seemed to freeze your entire body, and you were quivering every step you and your husband took as you walked around.

Zhongli looked through the shop windows, not really seeming to notice at first, but then he eventually heard your teeth starting to chatter together, and glanced back at you.

"..Are you cold, my dear?" Zhongli asks, staring at you with a concerned look.

"I-m f-ine.." You respond, your teeth clamming together continuously.

He glances down at your hands that were trembling the most, reaching his mitten covered hands hold them, and you immediately feel a sense of relief.

Zhongli smiles softly, chuckling a bit, and leaned forward to kiss your forehead, "I told you to wear the mittens."

"I kn-ow.." You chatter, before moving closer to cuddle into his chest, the two of you still holding hands, standing there for a while in the wintery streets.

Zhongli hums softly, his nose nuzzled into your hair as he smells your shampoo and conditioner, snow falling over his long brown hair and back.

You could fall asleep right there in the arms of your husband, but you'd rather get home before you get all lovey dovey, so you pull away, looking up at his handsome amber eyes.

"Let's head back, Li.." You say, and Zhongli nods, continuing to hold your hand.

He even not-so discreetly maneuvered it into the large pocket of his coat, so your hand could be even warmer as you two walked.

You smile softly, and lean your head on your husband's shoulder.

The two of you only left footsteps in your wake as you find comfort in eachother.

- signed by c♡

[leossmoonn]

Could you maybe do some head canons for like goth or alternative!reader x mike? Maybe he was intimidated when he first saw her or like Abby really likes the way she dresses and wants to borrow accessories from her and stuff? Idk this idea popped in my head you are such a good writer! 😺

yes! i’m not goth but i looked up some outfits and makeup and stuff. i know the media waters down goth style, but i hope this is what you had in mind!! this is also kind of all over the place sorry 😅

includes / warnings - reader fem, has piercings :D. hc format. after freddy’s.

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first time mike sees you hearts shoot out his eyes like he’s in a cartoon

“what’re you staring at?” abby asks.

“uh,” mike trails off, not being able to answer as he literally locked on you. it’s when you glance over at him when his face get all red and he looks away and goes back to grocery shopping.

abby walks up to you after seeing mike’s interest and starts a conversation with you

mike tries to steer her away, but he can’t get to her before she says:

“my brother thinks you’re pretty.”

lmao if mike didn’t want to die before this, he definitely wanted to now

“oh, he does?” you grin at him.

mike visibly gulps. but he’s glad he’s closer to you and he can really see how hot you are lmao

“yeah,” he nods. “i-i really like your piercing,” he points to his own eyebrow where you have a piercing on your face.

“thank you. it’s new, actually.”

although mike was a little worried about abby running off to talk to you, in the end it was a good thing 😸

mike loves watching you do your makeup. he’ll sit there for hours staring at you for hours if he could

he loves watching your skilled hands paint eyeliner over your eyes. he likes watching you mix lipstick shades together to create the perfect shade you lay desire that day

“don’t you have to go to work?” you ask.

“i can be late if that means i get to stare at your pretty face.”

also, he’s just so impressed with how talented you are at doing makeup and will literally tell you how artistic you are just bc you know how to make a straight wing

mike loves the chunky heels and boots you wear. he likes when you tower over him 😼

not to mention, when the boots go up your thigh he lowk gets all hot and bothered by it lol

he also loves buying you new accessories to put in your piercings. the first holiday you spent together, he bought you a shit tone of necklaces and new pieces to put in your septum

mike loves taking you out. not only bc he loves showing you off in general. in his head he’s definitely walking around like “yeah i know i bagged the most beautiful woman in the world. all you other guys suck.”

but in all seriousness, he loves the dresses you put on. he always says you look like a vampire princess, and he’s not entirely wrong

the dresses you have are fabulous omg. there’s one where it all connects form a choker-like strap around your neck and has straps connecting to the sweetheart neckline of the dress (soz if this doesn’t make any sense lmfao). the dress is textured on the skirt and stops a little bit above your knees. and fuck if mike doesn’t just want to rip it off of you after also wanting to stare at you in it for all of eternity.

you also have this sleek, black, satin dress that has like a straight neckline and long sleeves and goes down to your feet.

everytime mike sees you wearing that he mouths literally waters

now, just to go back to the fact that he is super intimated when first dating you

he was so afraid he was going to be too boring for you or basic. and also just not the type guy you were looking for

but just to his luck, you think he is perfect for you

omg but in the first month or two do you two dating, i just imagine him finding out what music you like and trying to learn every word of every song to siouxsie and the banshees, specimen, sisters of mercy

it definitely does impress you and you think it’s so sweet

for your bday he definitely tries to take you to any concert he can get tickets to

now on the subject of abby, she is definitely obsessed with you

she’s always asking you to do her makeup for school, and you happily oblige!

mike always looking out for abby in his own way, so he was worried if she went to school caked with eyeliner, she would face some backlash, but he knows how happy it makes her — and you — to play with makeup

abby’s always asking mike she can get a tattoo and piercings

“abby, you just turned 11. you won’t be able to drive anytime soon, so no tattoos anytime soon.”

she’s always trying to have you convince him, but unfortunately you have to agree with mike

buuuuttt you do paint and draw designs on abby sometimes and she acts like their tattoos and that’s close enough for her until she’s older

you also buy her face piercings that hook on her nose and lip

mike does let her get her ears pierced once she promises she can handle the little needle poke and she proceeds to try and steal all your earrings lmao

luckily, you buy her copy cats of them so she can have her own

other random things:

mike definitely lets you paints his nails. this is not at all that crazy of an idea, but, it’s smth new he’s never done but he loves watching you get so excited. you can even practice nail art on him too

you have a couple of tattoos, specifically one that goes around the side of your thigh and it just makes him fall to his knees!!

Halloween you guys dress up as the Addams family !!!

so fitting cuz you’re a hot, powerful woman and mike’s like gomez: unwaveringly obsessed with you. and of course abby is wednesday hehe

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[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

How do dame eat 😺 ????

Foreplay is honesty his favorite thing about sex.

After spending time kissing you, caressing your body over your clothes, whispering in your ear, and giving you lots of nipple play, he’s ready to see what that pussy is looking like.

The more he works you up, the better the mess. You’re on your back, and he’s kissing you almost feather-like across your lower belly, also dipping his tongue in your navel. Eye contact is another must for him. With his eyes still connected with yours, he goes lower, kissing the tops of your thighs and down to your feet. Damion situates himself between your legs and then takes each leg and nibbles and kisses.

He does this all the way up until he reaches your inner thighs. Now that he’s there, he can see your hips tilting up towards his mouth, silently begging him to taste you now. Damion has your legs pushed up and he’s holding you by the back of your calves, your hips lifting from the bed. Now, Damion is kissing and sucking on your ass cheeks and you start to wiggle because it feels so good and if only he was doing that on your clit.

His tongue swiped the seam of your ass and you moan. Now, he’s licking just below your pussy and now you’re becoming vocal.

“Damion…please…stop teasing me,” You beg.

He chuckles and then he spreads your thighs. Damion is now looking up at you while laying flat on his abdomen. His lips look moist and his eyes are taking you in deeply. His face is inches away from your pussy.

“I’m not tryna tease you, baby, I’m just working you up, that’s all,” Damion smiles.

His eyes finally take in your pussy. It’s soaked and practically leaking. With his fingers, he spreads your lips and that sound he loves makes him grunt. The sound close to mac and cheese stirring in the pot. Wet and gushy.

“You see how wet you are down here?” Damion asks.

“Yes,” you bite your lip.

“This is what I want. More for me to taste,” Damion put his whole mouth over your pussy and started slurping away like your pussy was a peach overflowing with juices.

You moan loudly and grab onto the back of Damion’s head. He’s using the flat part of his tongue and his lips at the same time. Whenever he gets to your clit, he’ll pinch it with his full lips and suck it gently while the tip of his tongue wiggled. Your knees buckled causing your thighs to clamp down on Damion’s head.

*pops your inner thigh* “keep your legs open.”

He inserted his middle finger, thrusting it in and out of your while working his entire mouth over your folds. Spit and your lubricant soak the sheets beneath you. Damion is fueled by your cries of ecstasy and seeing your back arch from the bed.

Damion folds you in half, your lower body lifted from the bed, his large hands cuffing your ass, and his mouth on your pussy. At this point, you can do nothing but moan, say his name, and take it because he has you locked down with nowhere to run.

“Dame! Dame! I’m gonna cum!”

Damion brings your hips back down to the bed and then he uses the tip of his expert tongue to flick your clit. He knew that this would send you over the edge. You have both of your hands on the back of his head how, your body quivering as you become consumed with overwhelming pleasure.

“Cum in my mouth,” Damion commands.

His words opened the flood gates and you released into his mouth. Damion didn’t miss one drop. It took for you to push his head away to make him stop. Damion finally sat up and he licked his lips. His face, neck, and chest was covered in your juices. Damion climbed over you and bent down for a kiss. The taste of yourself on his tongue turned up the heat.

Damion broke the kiss, “you think you can handle getting that pussy ate from the back now?”

[spinnysocks]

😺🐀🐾🌟🌷🍀 for the clangen ask game for this guy(/gn)!! they look most like a tortie so I picked ‘em cause cookie’s a tortie too :3c

BOUNCING AROUND IN EXCITEMENT YIPPEE YIPPEE

i love how you circled him!!! /gen, silly, vpos. the little guy in question is Heatherpaw! to be honest i don't actually know all that much about him as he only joined 4 moons (months) ago but i am very excited to answer nonetheless :3

😸 3 random facts!

okie dokie! Heatherpaw is bold and oddly observant. he is the only one out of his litter who isn't ginger. his mentor was a suspected murderer at one point :]

🐀 favourite prey?

i think his favourite prey would be rabbit!

🐾 do they prefer a wide circle of friends, or a few close ones? who’s their best friend?

he doesn't have any friends :[ he has a lot of respect for the older warriors, and likes to do kind things for them, but he isn't friends with anyone yet. he's too new to the clan i suppose, and his bold personality might put off some cats haha. for now, his best friend is his closest sibling, Sagepaw!

🌟 do they have any special powers or abilities?

okay so when i read this question i immediately thought of superpowers, which none of my cats have, but now this thought is planted in my brain and i have IDEAS. time for superpower cats in my clan!!!. but not Heatherpaw sadly. maybe if he develops more of a role, but for now he's just a super observant apprentice with a lot to learn and a life to craft for himself haha

🌷what are some of their quirks and other mannerisms?

oooh, what a fun question! well, heatherpaw was born as a loner in the wild with only his mother and siblings, so his entire way of life used to come from just his mother. she, Tumbleblaze, actually used to be a travelling healer, so i like to think that Heatherpaw helps so many older warriors because he observed / heard stories about what his mother did to help others. she's a healer in SpringClan as well, so he definitely still copies her example :]

🍀 what is a secret they’re hiding?

oooo... i would say his only secret is that he hates a cat called Houndroar, who is part of a family line who are notorious for turning traitor and leading attacks against the clan. Houndroar is only 15 moons old, and his own mentor was actually killed by his uncle in one said attack when he was an apprentice, so there's nothing specific that Houndroar could have done to make Heatherpaw angry at him, but Heatherpaw hates him nonetheless. i think, in his youthful ignorance, Heatherpaw doesn't understand that it isn't Houndroar's fault that he comes from that family. he has a bias against them. i also think Heatherpaw is quite proud of his own family, especially because of his strict-natured but incredible mother, so in his mind he's willing to put down other families who aren't as great as his, y'know? .... sorry for rambling so heavily gsgfhdjs

also, COOKIE MENTION!!! /silly, vpos. also ×2, i am sorry to tell you that Heatherpaw isn't a tortie! he's just a dark brown tabby — don't worry, it was just the lighting from where i took the picture on my phone haha. have some actual torties for compensation! :D

Tumbleblaze (Heatherpaw's mother) and Azurite (a senior warrior who Heatherpaw is trying to befriend)! i really thought i had more torties but turns out they've all either died or are outside the clan 😭 Tumble and Azurite out here carrying the tortie population on their backs /silly

[hopelesshaidys]

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begin again

Ro actually posting early and not at 11:50????? what is this??? what is happening????

yeah that’s right BITCHES i’m posting early since i did this YESTERDAY which means wednesday (hopefully) will ALSO be early

but idk bc i’m having a DC brainrot rn specifically i made an oc and an entire alien race so i’ve been pretty dead set on writing that rn BUT fear not the next chapter will be good especially bc that’s when the angst ball starts rolling

anyways once again asking for requests for little side blurbs since my x singer! reader did so well which btwwwwww holy guacamole y’all blew that up thank you so much!! it feels so good to have spent so much time on that and it get recognized 🥺🥺🥺

fun facts! ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

- did you notice that i went back and fixed all the little aesthetics on the previous chapters 😺😺😺😺😺 that literally took like two hours what the hell (the older chapters were SO ugly holy shit how did y’all let that slide)

- also i saw the comments on the last post i promise i will drop that lore soon!!

- when yn is super into her work she completes shuts the world out like gone bye so when toshi was talking to her she was like “uh huh, yeah totally, okay” when in reality she has no idea what he’s saying

- i added that user saying the parks and rec quote bc i knew not a lot of people would know/notice and I HAVE TO BE SEEN

- hopefully you noticed but bkg has started using lower caps for texting…just one of the many impacts yn has on him

- (pls ignore the upper case of that one comment tho i had a brain fart)

- which honestly this reminds me of how yn slowly got sho not to be a dry texter😭

- momo is so cute :((((

- hitoshi 100% is obsessed with those weird live streams and trolls them

- zu is always digging for the tea or gossip and i love him for that

- zu and sho were sitting next to each other picking out which pic they would send at the same time😭😭

- idk who to make sero’s love interest since my main ship is with him and todoroki so PLEASE put down a character (or even an oc!!! i love oc’s!!!!) that i can set him up with bc SINCE IM NOT IN LOVE MY CHARACTERS WILL BE DAMMIT

- …sorry that was aggressive

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😮🙀

I just realised something.

I saw much cats in your AU dimension. Sooo... How many of them do the family have? I could swarn I saw atleast two-😺🤍

What are their names??😻

Ohhhhhh I cannot believe someone is asking about my dear kitties. :>

It's two kitties and their names are Callie and Minnie!! Raphie found both of them on the streets and while they were originally "his cats", does the entire family take care of them.

Callie, the calico, was only a few weeks old when Raphie found her in a bush. That was a few months before they stranded in the canon world and met their counterparts.

She's the definition of an orange cat: only one braincell and it is barely in use. She's basically the princess of the household and LOVES food. They need to lock her into a seperate room during mealtimes, or she'll steal the food right of their plates.

Despite cats normally not liking it, Callie is the exact opposite and likes it when Raphie puts her into clothes. Especially when he takes her outside on a walk.

Minnie was rescued off the streets about three months after Callie. The family is unsure about her age, but she was already over a year old at the time of her rescue.

Raphie found her on his way home from school. The poor thing had a Minnie Mouse plastic-bag around her neck and couldn't get it off, hence her name. Realizing that Raphie was trying to help her, she let him come close and help freeing her from the bag.

Since then she's the second (and last) cat to join the family. She's much calmer than Callie and acts like a big sister towards her. Ever since meeting the kitten for the first time, she's grown a liking to her. Other than Callie too, she's seemingly a lot more intelligent and dislikes wearing anything that isn't her collar or harness.

The kitties are Raphies pride and joy. Even the canon turtles started taking a liking to them. Thank you so much for letting me ramble about my babies. :>

[ardentem-iustitia]

HELLO i came from ur reblog tags on one of my posts on @kotarchipelago ,, pls talk to me ab ur silly little ocs ,,,,,, if u want ,,,, :)

BWAAAAA im so honored,,, uhhh runs to my wheel of 250 something ocs

i'll just talk about my pjsk babies because that's a mutual fadom!

yapping below the cut

so i have 3 main ones that i rlly care about (there are others but they are Bare Bones (tm))

kimi kusumoto

she was my first ever pjsk oc!! leader of me and @/zephryine-tale's oc unit - an accapella group called Modern Day RULERS! her character is very deeply intertwined with royalty and the isolation of being put on a pedestal - in her 'real life', she's considers the weird freak, grandiose loser etc. etc that virtually no one wants to hang out or be friends with because of her tendency to be self-centered and loud. (she has crippling npd </3) and the loneliness definitely took a toll on her, and she basically 'shuns' her real life in favor of believing she is destined for something way greater than herself- that she's royalty. which is how her royal SEKAI was born, a place where SHE could be the king of the world.

she's also the alto role and lead singer ^_^ mdr is uniquely an entirely vocal group teehee (no instrument!)

(images by @/cameatslemons and @/zephryine-tale!!!)

amaya arika

she's part of modern day RULERS with kimi! her story is similar in the sense that she is also socially shunned and disliked, but she's really lonely and just wants a friend :< SEKAI is her escape to be with people that accept her, listen to her, love her, etc. (she and kimi are... you know.... 🏳️‍🌈)

she's a soprano and backup singer :3

(both imgs by me zephryine made a better ref but i can't find it ;-;)

ryoko ono

this one's the kicker. she's part of lost-wishing and her story like the others is about things getting so bad for her she can't lie about it anymore! she's Gifted Kid Burnout Supreme - straight As, skipped a grade, and in every other extracurricular! her parents want her to be the perfect kid and that's damn well what she's gonna be- but her work ethic is definitely getting in the way of that (lol) since she's a winning horse. and when you have a winning horse, you run into the ground.

she's convinced herself that she just wants what her parents want for her- perfect grades, perfect resume, perfect college. but deep down, she'd rather do anything else- and that hidden shrieking abyss is her motif 😺 it's giving budget mafuyu BUT HEAR ME OUT (/silly)

she'll find herself eventually

she came to kumo and kazuko's SEKAI because she was lying to herself about her real wants and needs compared to her parents wants and needs as badly as the rest of l-w was, but after a lot (and I mean a lot) of work, they're all able to heal together!

shes my fave if you couldn't tell LMAOO

ty for letting me ramble waufh 🥹 luav you /p

[falasta]

First of all, you like Star Trek and Cats, how have I not found your blog before now!

Secondly: 🐱, 🔥and 🐾

Welcome and thank you for the ask!! 🤗😺

🐱 Who's your favorite song cat and why?

This beautiful boy!!

Munkustrap is the guy just trying *so hard* to keep this crazy, adorable clown car on the road. He's the Straight Man. He's the Storyteller, the Wrangler of Kittens, the Protector. He's brave and strong when he needs to be but inexpressibly soft as well.

When I think "Song Cat" I think Munkustrap because I consider Pekes & Pollicles to be *his* song. It's not cats if Munkustrap isn't being Amateur Theater Director/Lead performer and Herding Cats into playing Dogs so he can show off to Old Deut.

He's also an amazing Multi-tasker - watch him Hold a Munkustance (with required attached kitten), acknowledge Cori and Tanto offscreen, give said kitten a gentle pat and reassuring smile, acknowledge Jellyorum, and send Mistoffelees to fetch Old Deuteronomy. All in the space of two seconds!

source: @munkthehunk

🔥 Share one (1) hot take/opinion about the show/fandom/etc

OK. This is going to be Spicy. So fair warning this is a take/rant and not meant to attack anyone - only the people directing and producing the show. Not expecting everyone to agree with me. But some things I gotta say:

Both Original Pekes and Pollicles are incredibly important to the meaning and flow of the show, actually. For some reason people want to cut Cats to pieces in a way they won't with other musicals. Can the outdated racist elements be easily written out and the words and sequences easily update? Absolutely! Will ALW and RUG ever put in the actual effort to do this? Nope.

I loathe the bizarre mashing of P&P and Growltiger that spread from the Broadway revival. It shows no understand of either number, and entirely fails to remove the problematic parts that were there to begin with. Pekes and Pollicles is my favorite number and it's Munkustrap's Song. Take it away and you've taken away an integral part of his character and importance. Munkustrap isn't the Back Up - he's the leader. It's such a fantastic moment for every performer to ham it up to their heart's content. Everything is goofy and funny and unscripted. Tugger gets to cause chaos twice! Munkustrap gets to show off his acting chops and be *more* than just the guy who's always standing in a triangle with kittens and occasionally getting thrown across the stage.

Growltiger is, and I don't know how many time I have to say this, A Flashback. It's Gus's Senior Moment. It's Gus fading back into his memories while the cats sit around and wonder who Grandpa is talking to and bowing to. It's Gus seeing the audience when no one else does. He sings "Do it again" softly to himself, echoey, as the lights fade and so do the cats around him. The number itself is in Panto Tradition, and it's hilarious. It's meant to be silly and over the top and Growltiger is obviously Cartoonishly evil. Put Gilbert back in his proper place, rewrite lines as needed, keep the new Siamese costumes, and have the crew sneak off to signal the Siamese (who are obviously the Good Guys in this scenario. Griddlebone can be in Cahoots, too). Give me my Pirate Cats back!

When the scene fades to bells, Gus is left alone, with the cats once again surrounding him, concerned. He is startled by the apparition, bows once again to what he sees, but others do not, and eventually slowly and sadly makes his way off the stage. It *is* sad. It's meant to be! It's why ALW brought in Sir John Mills to place Gus in 1998.

Squishing P&P together with Growltiger and giving to Gus instead of Munkustrap completely negates the entire point of Gus in the first place. Gus is old. His song is about his past glory days. Jellyorum sings for him because he can't. He is revered and loved and respected. Having him suddenly jump up and star in/direct a whole play and then bow off the stage with flowers makes absolutely NO sense. It cheapens the pathos.

🐾 How did you 'discover' Cats?

So I was taken to see Cats as a child like every single child in the 80s. I have vivid memories of them climbing all over the theater and thinking that was amazing - but I hated the makeup. I thought they didn't look like cats at all, and humans-pretending-to-be- cats was a pet peeve of mine (I still have issues with the "Cowardly Lion" in The Wizard of Oz. Of course I was familiar with the main songs, but never saw the musical again.

UNTIL went looking for video of the actual stageplay after making myself watch the movie. Weirdly, I'd never been ware of 98 before. The first scene I watched in full was Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer. And that's when I realized that "Cats" was about dance - the choreography was incredible - and I was hooked! And then I watched "Old Deuteronomy" and the music was so beautiful and I just fell in love with the whole musical. I've now actually circled the globe just to see it and my love for it has only grown.

@millenari I am tickled and stunned that my answering 10 month old asks a few days ago would lead to this flood of everyone reblogging your awesome ask game! Thanks so much for creating it! ❤️

@rabnerd28 thank for the wonderful asks!

[kawacake]

Masterlist

Paring: Armin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut & college au

A/n: I was listening to Earned It by The Weeknd while writing this (I don’t use Spotify guys T-T)

“Fuck.” Armin let out as his hands roamed your body as you bounced on his dick. He was obsessed with you and you riding him brought him so much pleasure. It’s been almost a month since the two of you had last seen each other due to the busy schedule the both of you have and when the two of you did see each other it would only be a quick make out session nothing more.

For right now his head was thrown back feeling the way you felt around him, you were perfect. “My beautiful girl, you're doing a good job.” He said to you while bucking his hips into you as a smile appeared on your face. Armin gripped your hips making you bounce faster using you as his personal fleshlight but you didn’t mind because when it was your turn you’d use him however you wanted. 

Leaning down kissing his lips as he moaned into the kiss before pulling away “I’m not going to last long.” Armin says following that with a moan before you shut him up with a hand around his throat and a sloppy kiss to his lips. “You’re fucking me so good.” You say letting out a breathy moan as he fucked into you faster and the grip on his throat tightened making his eyes roll back.

The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping and moans and that was enough to make you cum, clenching around Armin as he hit your g-spot causing you to throw your head back and placing your other hand around his throat too as your moans canceled out his. “Right there Armin.” You shout as he hit your g-spot one last time and you came leaving a white ring on his dick.

“Use me.” You say as his pace picks up but is sloppy and his moans get louder “Squeeze tighter.” He said and you did exactly as you were told and squeezed around his throat a little more. “I’m cumming.” He says eyes now closed shut and his grip around your waist has gotten tighter as you felt his warm cum fill you up.

“I love you.” Armin said as you laid down on his chest “I love you too Min.” You replied back “I want you to do that again.” You looked up at him a little confused, “Like put your hands around my neck again I liked it.” He admitted and you gave him a smile “Alright min.” You said to him before closing your eyes to go to sleep.

A/n: If you enjoyed please leave a heart, reblog, & comment to give me feedback !!

[eldritch-queern-magicat]

Honestly? I still have a lot of shitty behavior to unpack as a whole. I'm still not as decent as I want to be. I am not stable. I have no idea when I will be, either. I get scared, and it doesn't matter what part of myself is in control. I go on the defensive in the same way a crab does.

It makes me wonder when I'll ever be free of these awful trauma responses. How many more times are mornings going to be a roll of the dice with all of me? And I'm anything but integrated with my fragments and shards. I latched onto cold and often bitter characters, since that's what I'd become in the first place. I'm just bad at being aloof and a so-called 'lone wolf' type of person. Very, very bad at it.

And then I look like a complete asshole by the time the cycle becomes visible. Because really, what hurts more? Being alone? Or stabbed in the back when you show any softness, over and over again? Which one is worse? They're both terrible things. So I can't maintain either one for any real length of time.

It's hard to let anyone get too close. I end up hurting the people I actually care about over and over again. Then I withdraw and try to run away like a coward. It's a cycle that I haven't escaped entirely. I'm deathly afraid of reaching out to ask for help saving me from myself. I know damn fucking well I can't do this alone, but so many times, there was no one around to protect me.

In terms of getting better, it helps me personally to go into astrology as a spiritual thing. My chart is a whole fucking thing and so strange to look at because it makes a really weird kind of sense to me. Libra Sun and Mercury; Capricorn Moon, Neptune, and Uranus; Scorpio Venus and Pluto; Cancer Mars; Virgo Jupiter; Aquarius Saturn; Aries Rising.

It's also fun to look at the dwarf planets and such found in more modern times. Especially Eris, so far out there in orbit, which disrupted the whole classification system we once used. Also in Aries. As well as the four major bodies in the Asteroid belt: Ceres (Capricorn), Pallas (Sagittarius), Juno (Cancer), and Vesta (Scorpio). I don't really care if most astrologers don't do anything with them or not. I've found my own meaning in it.

People are living contradictions. For some of us, astrology is part of how we make sense of it. And making sense of things is always the first step in healing. The hard part is still putting the changes into practice consistently.

-Lilu 🫐😺

[morgana-ren]

General facts! 😺

All of this is quick. Think of it as a theology scholar in 'wizard school' asking a teenager in Toril for their quick analysis of the Dead Three in the beginning of class to get a general understanding of them. I do this so I don't fucking go absolutely wild and just ramble for hours.

Bane stands as the God of tyrannical oppression, hate, and terror. That is his current dominion. All of the Gods, in a way, are given a folio of shit they get to rule over, and that is his. Quickly put, it was Ao's way of keeping 'order' amongst the gods. Everyone gets a slice. However, if Bane had his way, he would be the God. The only one in all of Faerun. Predictable, given the name.

He was not initially a God. Like many of the current Gods of Faerun, he was once mortal and had an apotheosis by a trial of sorts. He was once a man with sheer fucking determination. So much of it that he and two others, joined by their dogged ambition, took on a goddamned God to have it-- Jergal.

Does the name 'Jergal' ring a bell? It might not. They are referenced in Baldur's Gate 3 in that ancient sea-side temple you run across in the beginning. So ancient that even your companions, given a highish religion check, will reference that they didn't believe that anyone worshiped them anymore. Ancient ancient.

Jergal is the Scribe of the Dead-- or was. Jergal grew tired of Godhood. It wore on him. So tired, in fact, that he allowed the 'Dead Three' to 'trick' him into giving up his godhood. However, shit went awry and those same three rascals had to duke it out over a fucking game of knucklebones over who got what when it came to their new dominions and they had to split Jergal's godliness amongst themselves.

Naturally, Bane won this game and was the first to choose, and his chosen folio was 'strife.' He thought 'Man, that sounds great. I could take over everything with that!'. (Dictated, not read.)

The other aforementioned two that he adventured with towards Godhood are who we know now as Bhaal and Myrkul-- the losers. They also chose dominions they thought they could exploit to become the 'ultimate' ruler.

This is part of why Bane feels fucking cheated. That entire dominion should have been his by right. This is what he feels, hence his rivalry with the others.

Bane is not content with a piece. He wants everything. That is his true nature. He earned it. He beat a goddamned God and he fucking earned it.

That same line of thinking is found in his followers. People who clawed and ripped and tore open the jaws of reality with bloody fucking fingers and wrote their name in that blood on the scroll of history. People who earned it. People who earned their strength and used that strength to exercise their will over the word and puppet it to their whims. The strong. The smart. Those worthy of the name and title they tore from the scalp of lesser kings and now wear that crown upon their own heads.

Bane is, by all accounts, an evil God, but we know how I feel about the word evil. It's banal (lmao Bane.) He has little (if any) mercy for those who are failures, including his own followers. He respects those who are clever and strong and shape the world to their whims. If you can take it, it is yours. If you cannot, you have nothing. You are a slave to those who can take you.

However, he does have rules. A code. Things he respects and things he does not and will therefore punish his followers for. Things he expects from his followers. He backs off and will watch you like a distant father, allowing you your throne that you have earned when you please him (his will exempted, you will adhere to him) and you will suffer if you do not.

He is, in my opinion, the most intelligent of the Dead Three. He knows when to forge alliances and when to enforce his will with might. Sometimes accomplishing a goal means working with others. He is not so stubborn or foolish that he will pass a chance to achieve. He will, however, do everything within his substantial power to come out on top of this bargain. He plans. He calculates. He strategizes. He chooses carefully. He is, in a way, quite patient.

He will dominate other Gods. He has killed other Gods. He has been killed himself, actually. He planned for that. He rose again, just like the others, and now lives in a state of quasi-Godhood trying to claw his way back up.

He's a nuanced guy. Banites are seen as evil, but sometimes, things are better with them in control. Instead of a bureaucratic nightmare where nothing gets done, you have a ruler who is competent because they have been deemed worthy by a fuckin' God. Sometimes, when a Banite warlord takes over a province, the province ends up safer because they have a system of power. Rather than the spoiled, complacent nobility that was running the place before, they have an active ruler that deals with bandits, keeps the roads clean, keeps resources allocated, etc. They have someone who earned the power and knows how to wield it.

However, that isn't always the case. Sometimes, they really are just power hungry bastards for the sake of being power hungry bastards. It very much highly depends. Given the choice, you probably shouldn't put a Banite into power, but that being said, they don't often give you a choice.

He is lawful evil. There are crazy atrocities carried out in his name, but he's not like Bhaal who is just edgy 'death death murder blood waaaaaaghghgghaaa' type of God, you feel?

[blue-banditt]

IFS therapy session no. 2

(permission was given by part to talk about them)

Today I talked to a new part!! I'm gonna call her V (she has a name I just don't wanna share it 💀). She's my planner part, and I actually had a lot of fun this session talking to her??? Which is such a huge change from the last part I talked to lol. Also super easy to talk to her too, I think bc she's a protector & gatekeeper she didn't have OTHER protectors/gatekeepers trying to stop me from talking to her. Dialogue with her was super easy and came almost immediately when my therapist was asking questions about her. There were a few questions where she didn't have an answer which made her feel a little overwhelmed, but in Self I was able to reassure her that it's ok if she doesn't know something. :]

She was also SUPER respectful of my Self, as in,, when asked if she wanted to spend the rest of the day "with me" (as in, having open communication with Self even after therapy ended) she said she didn't want to because she didn't want to overwhelm me and she wanted to make sure I was able to get some rest today.

Her main job as of right now is to ensure that I am able to stay independent. part of her job is to protect the exiles that are scared to go back to my parents house, so she's working really diligently to make sure i have plans in place that ensure that they don't have to return to that environment. She herself is also scared of feeling stuck there, partly bc of her responsibility for said exiles, and her ultimate goal is to make sure I have a life doing work and hobbies that fulfill me. (We figured this out bc she showed me a memory of me being stuck inside during recess at school when I wasn't able to do my assignments out of fear of the vulnerability that creativity brings. If you think about this metaphorically,,, uh)

Apparently she originally was first needed when I was a child, in kindergarten, so she's been a pretty prominent part of me for p much my entire life. She said that she tends to get in the way of other parts' jobs, so I'm dreading having to deal with that self conflict in the future 😺

In Self I feel thankful for her. I'm relieved that she's there to bring some organization to the chaos in my life. During this session no other parts showed up, and I wasn't overwhelmed with any negative feelings about her. She was able to unblend from my body which, I just learned about today actually, but that helps to be able to talk to parts without the risk of them overwhelming you and taking you out of Self.

The things I do that gives her hope and helps her to do her job is setting boundaries with my parents and repairing my relationship with them. Even though it doesn't always work out (let's be real it rarely works out) she feels proud when we are able to put in that effort.

That's all I recall from this session. <3 she wanted me to write it down so I did lol

[daymusik]

► New Song: "(Bonus) Nevada Nights"

Song 8 of 8 from my debut album "I Would Like to Introduce" --> Watch the associated music visualizer on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Axgp3jUU98 ► You can listen to the album in these places: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/daymusik/i-would-like-to-introduce-2

🐾 Here we are. The end of the album. What do I have to say about "(Bonus) Nevada Nights"? It's a "bonus" song because I made a random song wholly unrelated to anything and decided to tack it onto this album! 😺 Haha! The end! 🐾 Well, more or less. So. This song started off a just the one piano loop. I wanted to write a piano piece. This song started out with me wanting to write a piano-only piece. I wrote the one cadence and it just flowed perfectly. Yes, when I said "loop", I didn't mean that it's a loop a downloaded from wherever. I recorded MIDI input of me playing my keyboard for two bars, and that was the only pattern I created. This song is pretty much just the same loop throughout the entire song, with only one variation with the octaves doubled up in both ways. The pattern just had a the perfect cadence that I did not know what to do with it for a while now. (I don't know if I put it anywhere, but I recorded a spoken-word version of when it was just the piano and soft lead (that I also created, using Serum) of me reading one of my haiku poems I'd written down. It was a silly thing and I don't remember if I uploaded it anywhere, but that's how clueless I was to what I could do with this song 😹) After lying dormant for a little bit, I think this version of the song came about when I was messing with the 808 presets in FL Studio's FLEX plugin or something. I really don't remember! I just remember that this was 100% not the direction I would have ever considered this song taking and thought it a hilarious addition to the album because no one can ever tell what style of music I will make next... not even me!

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