#MM is not here cuz he is busy

[aquarika]

*Sound warning ?*

[neuvistar]

TOO TEMPTING FOR ME TO RESIST. (tbh there is no topic or theme for this is just separate thirsts i’ve been thinkin abt for these men lawl)

— featuring ┊ dan heng, jing yuan, blade, luocha x fem!reader (all separate)

— warnings / content warnings ┊ not proofread whoops uh uhuh makeout sessions wink wink, use of she/her pronouns, hair pulling or tugging??? (luocha + blade), praising mayhaps?? (jing yuan), slight degradation (blade), vaginal fingering (danheng), oral sex (blade, fem!receiving) luocha being such a sweetheart (maybe ooc luocha? i don’t rlly know what he’s like so stay w me on this), mentions of breeding, ALSO blade is also called “ren” here cuz i think that’s his real name?? idk! luocha is a tittie lover foreal (tittie men.. ugh), use of nicknames (angel, sweetheart, etc), overall slight suggestive content || 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

— a/n ┊HONKAI STAR RAIL SMUT DEBUT FOREALSSS! except it’s kinda messy cuz this is just a brainrot n also i’m sososorry i’ll get requests done right after this, i’ve been busy so again think of this as a filler, although i did enjoy writing this tbh （＞ε＜ ）

✦ 𝐃𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆

“cmon pretty, tell me how much you trust me,“ dan heng pulled you closer, his right hand touching her cheek. “you’re giving me complete control over you. you’re letting me do whatever I want with you, whenever I want. how do you know I won't go too far?“ he plunged two fingers inside of her soaking wet cunt, earning a whine from her as she felt him buck his hips against her, fingering her at a slow and steady pace. fuck.. you were beautiful. dan heng wanted to do this with you for so long but yet never had the chance to ask you properly. you were just.. too tempting for him to resist. he wanted you, now. he wanted you to take him and his fingers right then and there on his lap

“hah.. i don’t mind.. just— mm.. faster please, ‘need you so bad, dan heng.”

he smiled nonchalantly, “well... I'm sorry if it gets too intimate. you asked for this, mm?.” dan heng pulled her into a deep kiss, pulling her body closer as his arm embraced her so gently while the other was working on her aching pussy, the lewd sounds of squelching could be heard as his fingers worked wonders on her sweet cunt, struggling to hold back the dirty sounds that threatened to leave her throat. that kiss soon became more passionate as his tongue explored your mouth. the taste of his lips was so addicting to you.. the sweet taste of strawberries filled your mouth. dan heng curled his slender fingers inside her as he began to bounce his leg gently, adding another digit inside. he kept the pace of his fingers up, planting a series of kisses and nibbles along her neck

she couldn’t take it. she really couldn’t. the feeling of his fingers inside of your cunt drove you crazy, you wanted more. you yearned for more. throwing her head back as she felt herself chasing her orgasm. “‘gonna cum, dan heng.. g-gonna cum!”

suddenly, he stopped the movements of his fingers, completely catching her off guard, her pussy clenching around his fingers. he slowly pulled out, cum connecting his digits to her cunt as he looked at her dead in the eye, chuckling to himself. “i love it when you cum on my fingers like that, sweetheart. it just makes me more tempted to ruin you more than i already do.”

✦ 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐔𝐀𝐍

“goodness your body is divine... it’s like you were carved by angels,” his eyes lingered on her chest, giving her a wide grin before planting a small kiss on her neck. “maybe that’s why you’re so tempting, hm? that body of yours.. ‘can’t get enough of it. temptin’ me too much.”

he pinned her down onto the mattress, knee brushing up against her crotch which forced out a whimper out of her as he chuckled lowly. “your body.. It's so damn beautiful,” jing yuan traces circles on your bare shoulder, kissing it every now and then. “your body is like art, angel. i wang to keep looking, touching, and feeling you.. i’m sure you wouldn't mind, would you?”

“you want me sooo bad don’t you, yu?”

he chuckled before his fingers moved up from her neck then to her chin, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip. “mm.. more than anything.“ he smirked pulling her into one of those kisses that she can't help but melt into, as his hand trails down into the curve of her waist, pulling away slightly. “you’re the only one I want, my sweet angel.“ jing yuan pulls her in even closer, the intensity of his kiss rising even more. “I crave you like nothing else. I need to have you, hold you, treasure you.” she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him even closer than he already was, her hot breath landing on his neck as she licked it slowly, hearing a low moan leave his lips “fuck baby.. you’re like a drug to me, you make me weak. that’s why you’re so tempting. ‘s so hard to hold myself back when i see you.. ‘s hard to hold myself back from bending you over my desk to fill you up whole.”

his fingers ran along her thigh, lifting it up slightly as he interlocked his lips with hers, loving the feeling of her lips on his. jing yuan’s breathing becomes even more ragged, his eyes looking into hers with utter passion. “i’ll make sure you never forget tonight, ‘gonna breed you all full.. you want that, don’t you? you want a lil’ me and a lil’ you running around, sweet thing? ‘cause i’m gonna give you exactly what you want.”

✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄

“stay still f’me.” he lifted her knees to her chest as he kept them in place, pushing her panties aside. he gazed up at her one last time, moving closer towards her with a low hum. his lips curved into a smirk, she sucked in a short sharp hiss of breath as he bit down on a spot on her thigh, kissing the other. “‘s mean.. always ‘s mean to me ren..”

“but you like it when i’m mean to you like this, right? don’t you put up at act with me. you know you enjoy it as much as i do.”

“mm.. ah! r—ren!” blade pressed his thumb against her puffy clit, giving your cunt one nice slap as her body shuddered, moaning his name before tightening her grip on his hair, pulling his face closer to her cunt. “‘always so desperate, huh? you want it so bad? fine. if that’s what you really want, i’ll give it to you, sweet thing. don’t start cryin’ that it’s t’much. because you’ll lay there and take it like the slut you are.” she whined and threw her head back as she felt his warm tongue lick her dripping slit. his tongue swirled around her clit, keeping her knees completely still.

god, he was good at this. it’s like he was a natural. licking at all the right places, circling his tongue on her folds, gazing up at her only to see she was already gazing down at him, eating her out like a mad man like there was no tomorrow. he stared at her in awe, the facial expressions she was making, the way she arched her back at how he lapped at her juices, and the way her hand on the back of his head pushed him down further on her cunt, he was absolutely losing it. all of the sudden, the pleasure she was receiving suddenly stopped as blade pulled away from her, licking his lips clean. he stared down in between her legs then right back at her, wrapping an arm around her waist as he crashed his lips against hers, letting her taste herself before pulling away from her lips slowly. “‘want more, ren..”

“then beg for it. ‘m not givin’ you anythin you want unless you beg. beg like a needy slut. maybe then i’ll give you whatever you please, cmon. lemme hear you beg for me, sweet girl.”

✦ 𝐋𝐔𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐀

“want you to do whatever you want t’me, luocha. show me what you can do to me, show me that you’re the only one who can love me like this, who can cherish me like this, show me that nobody is willing to love me like you are, nobody is willing to be as genuine with me as you are.” she ran her fingers through his long hair, massaging his scalp before tugging at it slightly, hearing the blonde’s breath hitch at that before smiling at her lovingly, “you’re really asking me to do absolutely anything i want with you?”

“please.”

“you’re doing things to me y’know that, princess?” luocha’s entire body throbbed with the immense heat present between them. she heard him sigh lowly, his lips now on hers kissing her roughly, his kisses filled with lust and heat ahe hadn’t felt in so long. she inhaled sharply, running her fingers through his soft locks, pulling on it gently once more. she kissed and sucked on his lip, yanking his hair more roughly now. he slipped his hand underneath your shirt, caressing your belly ever so gently with his palm, running his all the way up to cup your breast. a string of saliva followed his lips, pulling away from your lips. “say.. [name]?”

“mhm?”

“you said i can do whatever i want with you, right? that being said, i’m sure you wouldn’t mind if i put a little one in you right here right now, mhm? i’m sure you can handle that can’t you, princess?” her back arched at his words, body jolting at the feeling of his cold hands on her sensitive breasts, rubbing them with the tip of his fingers. “then.. go ahead. i’m not stopping you, luocha.”

“then.. have all of me.”

damn this is messed up n all over the place it’s ok it’s just thirsts guys trust stop i had no theme in mind — Maryse

[klausysworld]

(This is based on that cam girl idea I had except I ended up making more boring than I initially thought so I might make another or something? I dunno, either way I hope everyone likes it cuz it’s still cute)

Something special

Klaus was no stranger to sex. Over a thousand years he had tried damn near everything and knew just how to pleasure both himself and others. He found it both amusing and inspiring how humans invented new things to satisfy their needs and often tested them out. Webcaming sites were one of his favourites.

Having an eager, gorgeous girl on his screen teasing him for hours and moaning softly. It helped that he had a lot of money, it mean he had private chat rooms and calls with a lot of these girls. There, when it was only him, they would begin to lose more clothing. Some were happy to be completely naked for everyone to see but the ones who were out for money only did it for the right amount. They were his favourites, knowing that they got excited when he joined the live because he would offer what they needed.

He hadn't been on for a good while while he was busy with his curse and hybrids but once he had the time, he decided to log back on. He scrolled for a little while to find someone who peaked his interest. Klaus was careful with who he picked, he didn't want to have loads of girls waiting for him, he needed them to feel special and wanted.

But after a little while, he found her. Y/n, or at least that was her name on here. With a slight smile, he joined. She was in her panties and an oversized baby-pink jumper that went just over her thighs and swallowed her pretty body. Her hair was down and she was simply eating her dinner, gammon egg and fries. The wall behind her was white and he could see the end of her bed at the edge of the screen. She smiled at the camera as she dipped her fry in her egg and took it into her mouth, chewing slowly before swallowing it down.

He watched the comments, and then her, studying how she reacted to different requests and compliments. Some people were asking for her to take off the jumper, some were asking her to lick her knife and others were asking to have a private or members only stream. She hummed softly as she took a sip of her drink, which was a tall glass of milk making Klaus smirk.

She shifted to sit up in her knees, her thighs parted but the jumper making it impossible to see between them. A good few people send her money, most a maximum of $50 but he could tell that she was happy with that. She let out a soft laugh at one of the comments, "mm it's just milk, I'm sorry" she smiled and as though it were contagious, so did Klaus.

For the next few nights he just watched her. The most she would let anyone see of her was her thighs or sometimes a little cleavage but she wasn't explicit at all. He began to wonder how much it would take to have her take her panties off. So, out of curiosity, he asked.

He watched as her face went pink and she fiddled with the edge of her t-shirt. "You're very forward..." she glanced at the accounts name "Nik" she murmured softly and he grinned.

A hundred?

He questioned with a sly smile and she nibbled her lip and ignored him making him hum lowly to himself.

Two hundred?

He asked, his eyes narrowing slightly in determination. When she still didn't answer him and instead began talking to a different one of her...fans I suppose, he decided to send her some money. $500 to be exact. Her eyes went wide and she seemingly shrank into herself. "I- um..." her face reddened and she paused for a moment before the steam ended. He then received a private message

I can refund you

was all it said and he frowned

Why would I want a refund? It's for you, sweetheart.

he replied with a click of his tongue, watching the three dots dance across his laptop screen.

I won't do what you want for it. You can have it back.

she was scared and he knew that but he didn't want her to be.

That's alright, love. You can keep it anyways. Maybe buy yourself something and wear it in your next show.

he offered, hoping she would accept. As soon as she did, he was in.

If you're sure? I'm very sure. Well then thank you, Nik ❤️

he smiled at his screen and went offline for the rest of the night. He began to picture how her body would look beneath her baggy clothes, he imagined her sexy little figure crawling towards him on his screen and her lips whispering his name like she had before.

The thought stuck with him even in sleep and followed him all the next day and onwards.

It took a good couple of weeks to fully gain her attention. Then he was on every day, sending in money and flattering her. He was happy to do so though, besides she had been more confident and a little more seductive with her behaviour. She still never took her clothes off, especially not for everyone but when he went into a members only room with her and a few others she would be in only her underwear. No shirt or jumper to hide her soft skin.

And after persistency, he managed to have a one-on-one session. He had his camera off to begin with but when she shyly asked if she could see him, he didn't want to deny her sweet voice. Her expression was somewhat relaxed when she saw him, he wondered what other kinds of people would manage to get her like this.

He smiled and hummed as he allowed her to look him over for a moment. "Better than expected sweetheart?" he purred and she shrugged sheepishly.

"Well yeah honestly" she laughed and so did he. Most of the men she went one-on-one ended up being either old and alone, young and horny or married and telling her she needed to be quiet because his wife was in the next room over or that he was on break at work. Still, she never hung up, they were paying her after all. Some of them were there purely to talk and of course others were much more direct about what they wanted.

Nik had been a bit of a mystery to her. Sometimes he was asking to see her panties and the next he was just wondering about her day or what things she had in her room like the teddy bears on her bed which she didn't mean to have in the shot.

So she was curious as to how this first personal interaction would go.

Klaus was mostly proud that he had gotten this far but also somewhat excited, after realising that Y/n had become his release for his stress after a long day in Mystic Falls, he began to feel a little something for her. He just knew if she were here that she'd be terrified, she was far too lovely for war and pain. If Klaus were honest, he didn't really understand why she was on this kind of platform, she really didn't seem the type but he assumed it was for the money or perhaps she wasn't as innocent as she made him and the others believe but he didn't think that was the case.

Either way, he had been looking forward to this evening for a while. "Well I'm glad I haven't disappointed" he chuckled and she smiled. She sat back against her fluffy pink beanbag so the camera could see her top half. His eyes traced the pattern on her white lace bra, a little jewel handing for the bottom. Her hair looked freshly done and he could tell that she put in much more effort for her spenders.

"Don't worry about disappointing me, I can promise that you won't" she told him, her voice smooth like silk as his tongue wetted his lips and he straightened up. He was sat in bed, his laptop on his lap over the covers and a bottle of lube on his bedside table just incase.

They began just talking about simple things, she asked him questions and he answered to an extent and vice versa.

But as the night grew older, he began to ask if he was allowed to have a better look at her. She agreed easily and stood up for him, giving a 360 of her body. He groaned softly and damn near begged for her to take her panties off and by the end of the call she did. Her thighs squeezed together but he could see her smooth little mound. She sat back in her beanbag on her side so the curve of her ass was on display for his eyes and occasionally when she shifted, he would catch a glimpse of her glistening cunt.

After a good while she had to go and thanked him for everything he had said to her and given her. He smiled back and thanked her in return "Perhaps next time we'll get rid of that pretty bra of yours too?" he teased and she blushed.

And next time, he did. He had her completely naked, lead on her front and eating some chips while they spoke. Klaus could imagine her tender breasts spilling out of his hands as she told him some innocent story without realising his attention being elsewhere as she leaned up on her elbows allowing him to see her pebbled nipples. Once he let out a groan, she popped her head up and realised. He could see something dim in her eyes and it made him feel some sort of guilt? But she brushed whatever it was away and smiled, asking if he wanted her to help him feel better.

After that he began to push further and further each time, becoming aware that when she trusted him enough, she would do just about. anything.

Her manicured nails would squeeze at her budded nipples while he gave slow strokes to his hardened cock, occasionally cupping his balls to tease himself.

Her legs would part for him to get that view he had longed for, his mouth watering and cock beginning to twitch with the need to bury inside her and yet he feared that he never would.

Often it was one-sided, Klaus would get off while she spoke delicious words to fuel his desire and showed off her body. But after a while he began to request that she showed him how she played with herself. He asked if she ever thought about any of her spenders when she was alone at night and if she would ever let any of them, more importantly him actually meet her. Touch her, fuck her. God he wanted to, he needed to.

Seeing her little fingers curl inside her tight little cunt was becoming addictive. It got even better when he would send her the money over and a link of the toys he wanted her to play with for him.

Sometimes she would bring her toys out in some of her normal streams, she would have her vibrating panties on while she spoke to her fans, grinding against a teddy and biting at her own lip to keep quieter than she would be normally.

Klaus and Y/n had become somewhat emotionally involved without telling the other of their true feelings. They both assumed the other was their for physical things. Y/n especially thought Klaus could care less about her. Especially when he suddenly stopped turning up. Never joining her performances or even coming online. She assumed he must've gotten bored or something?

She didn't know that he was in New Orleans, in and out of wars and living in a house full of bloodsucking creatures, night howlers and magic practisers.

And he didn't know that she was also in New Orleans, working in a little coffee shop out of the way. Not until he found himself inside it after a very long night. He didn't want to go home and stayed out, wondering until the sun rose and shops began to open. That was when he stepped inside and his eyes found hers.

Recognition flashed through both of them and he could hear her heart pounding as she stepped back quickly, tripping on her foot as her breathing escalated and a whispered chant of "nonono" slipped past her lips. On instinct he rushed forward to follow her, shoving past the little gate that let the employees go behind the counter. Other staff yelled at him but he just focused on following her breathing.

He got to a small room which a couple coats hung up and some bags, then he heard a slam and lifted his head to see a window smack closed.

Hurriedly he went back out through the front and sped round where she must’ve climbed out, he could faintly hear the quick patter of footsteps and chased it. His breathing was almost as fast as hers as he turned corners with pace and ran straight into someone. He apologised with a grunt and looked up only to find himself surrounded by people once again as the day was beginning in the busy city.

He let out a frustrated groan and spun around, checking through the crowds as much as he could. “For fucks sake” he growled, storming through the people until eventually finding his way home.

After that day he went back to that coffee shop every day until he eventually compelled one of the other workers only to find out she quit on the same day she saw him there. He compelled every person in the building until one of them told him that they knew where she shopped.

He then continued to hang around the shopping centre for hours like a full on stalker.

Eventually he spotted her, and he did not waste a single second before he was directly behind her “Y/n?” He whispered and she physically jumped as his hand came in contact with her shoulder. She smacked his hand off her, wide eyes staring at him and he knew she was ready to run so he moved forward. Hands either side of her head against the shelves of the supermarket.

Her breathing was laboured and fear rolled off of her. “What do you want?” She whispered, her voice a little more breathy under the circumstances but still mellifluous.

“I- I don’t know” he whispered back, becoming a little confused. What did he want from her? As if realising the situation a little better he moved his hands away from her. What the hell was he doing?

He had caged the poor girl, scared her and for what? To look at her? He could do that online though he was certain she would have blocked his access by now. He didn’t even think to log back on.

His jaw clenched and he took in the anxious expression painting her face. Had someone found her before? Did she think he was here to hurt her?

“I’m sorry” he murmured, taking a hesitant step back “I didn’t know you were here, I just saw you and- I don’t know…I just wanted to…see you? Or talk to you? I don’t-“ he could feel his mouth going dry as he stared at her

“How did you know I’d be in here?” She asked, afraid and a guilty look spread through him.

“Well…okay that makes it look worse” he laughed uneasily. “I just…I missed you” he whispered and she studied his face

“It’s not like it’s hard for you to see me” she whisper yelled and he sighed

“Well I know that but I couldn’t come on there anymore” he mumbled knowing that a number of beings would’ve been able to hear it.

“Right, you’re married or something. Look I don’t care okay? I’m not gonna tell anyone. I don’t even know if your name is Nik” she promised. “I won’t say anything and you won’t say anything…right?” She asked, a twinkle of desperation glistening in her eyes.

His expression softened slightly and he backed away slightly so she wasn’t trapped. “I’m not, married- but I won’t do or say anything. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you” he told her, still confused with what he himself was thinking and doing.

She watched as he left, bumping into someone by mistake as he left. She wasn’t sure whether she should be more afraid or at ease. She leaned more towards the first one.

She began to look over her shoulder whenever she was out, she moved apartments and changed her loyalties when it came to shopping.

And yet still, even with Klaus also trying to avoid her and leave her be, they managed to collide.

Walking straight into each other in the middle of town. His hand had lurched forward to catch her from falling and they both looked to the other prepared to look annoyed before both going silent and wide-eyed. After a second he let go of her and they both muttered an apology, what was worse was that he was with Rebekah and Hope. As soon as Y/n saw the child she turned moved past him, gaining speed as she went. Rebekah could tell something was wrong as her brother went to follow the girl only to sigh and turn back to Hope.

“Secret lover?” She teased but he didn’t look amused so she kept it to herself though she had Hope shared a look.

Klaus however only appeared troubled. He found himself making a new account to watch his girl once again but she’d been inactive for a little while, people asking for her to come back. He hoped he wasn’t the cause but part of him knew he was. He’d spooked her.

But after a while she came back and he watched, send in some cash and eventually he was on a one on one session again. He apologised for how he’d come across and promised he never had ill intentions. After a little time they fell back into pattern and their confidences grew when asking and doing things.

And when he saw her working in an art store selling paints and other mediums as well as helping out with some galleries nearby, he decided to actually talk to her comfortably.

He asked if she’d consider going to dinner with him and gave her his actual number. After a good week she agreed and he had in a fancy restaurant. He could practically smell her nerves but tried his best to soothe her, promising everything was okay and safe. She told him she did the camming for two reasons, for the money but also for herself because she enjoyed it and it made her feel good about herself. They both agreed that if their relationship progressed that it wouldn’t stop her from doing what she wanted just like she wouldn’t stop him from his….job that he made up.

In fact he asked if she’d ever let him join her. She had laughed and shook her head but several dates later when he had her pressed against the same bed that he’d watched her touch herself in months earlier, and was sucking pink marks into his skin, he asked again. And with convincing, she agreed.

God he couldn’t wait to have people know she was taken, he knew it would take a little while but he wanted to make all those people watch as he fucked her senseless. Show them how a real man could treat her instead of those toys.

Not that he didn’t enjoy using them with her, whether it was steaming or in their personal time. He kept her hidden from his family and she didn’t want to ask about it, a little worried for the answer after that time she saw the little girl and blonde women but she had fallen in love with him and it frightened her to think that any of this wasn’t real for him.

For her, she was safe. She was with someone who respected and knew about what she did and would pleasure her not only privately but willingly be apart of her…show.

And for him, she was someone who didn’t see him as a monster or a freak. She wasn’t caught up in any of his family drama or causing any. Everything was nice…for a while.

[madelynraemunson]

CASUAL part 2

see part one here.

modern!incel!asshole! eddie x fem!reader

It’s 7 in the morning. Eddie is seen doom-pacing in the halls of Hawkins High.

a/n: i promised y’all part 2 so here ya go. let’s make him pay. 💋 also shout out to @love-anonymous-writer for bringing this universe to life. a little angst here and there is good for the soul <3

who got the last laugh?

[WC: 1.1k words]

“Please respond…please respond…please respond…”

The soles of Eddie’s shoes slam against the tiles of Hawkins High as he rushes to your locker. Meanwhile his entire soul has left his body.

You didn’t answer any of his phone calls. All the texts he sent you were left on read. Having been so accustomed to your instant replies, Eddie essentially catapulted himself into a full-blown panic last night when he saw the ominous text you sent him...and the nothingness from you that followed soon after.

The crickets of Forrest Hills that taunted his eardrums later that night served as a vengeful metaphor of the brick wall you built between you and him. The girl who once gave him everything has now started giving him nothing. You’re nowhere, but everywhere. It’s like you’ve become a ghost.

When he sees you, color drains from Eddie’s guilty face. You look so beautiful today, hair curled down to the small of your back, a nice simple dress and some slippers, with makeup ever so gracefully applied. A class act, even when plagued with the utmost disrespect.

“Hi," he says to you as he approaches.

“Hi.”

As far as Munson knows, he no longer exists to you. He's a shadow now, a carapace of a boy you used to love 'cuz now — after hearing what you heard in his trailer — you know he's not the same boy that made you feel all the butterflies. That boy is long gone. You even start to wonder if that version of Eddie even existed.

“C-can we talk, please?” he requests.

“What’s to talk about?” you challenge him, stoically. “Don’t wanna annoy you with my rambling.”

“You never annoy me…” he attempts as you mindlessly comb through your locker for your homeroom notebook.

“Mm.”

You were casual about it. Too casual about it.

“You… uh…” he clears his throat. “You made me cookies yesterday?”

“Yeah,” you shrug. “I was at your door for quite a while so you must’ve been busy. Cookies were taken care of though.”

“I see…” Eddie mutters as the pieces all start coming together.

He thinks about how he always leaves his windows cracked open. His uncle would whoop his ass if he hot-boxed the trailer again, so it became a habit. But the trailer park is small, and on certain afternoon, if someone from a nearby unit had dropped a pin, Eddie would hear it. Suddenly, fear arises in him.

Surely, you didn't hear everything he and The Boys™️ said. He had his headphones on and he couldn't have possibly been that loud, could he? Unless technology failed him again.

The warning bell sounds throughout the halls and you excuse yourself from the narrative. Eddie tags after you like a lost puppy, nearly tripping on his shoelaces along the way.

"W-wait!"

The first class of the morning is homeroom. A class you unfortunately shared with Eddie, Grant, and Harmony.

You didn't want to see any of their faces. Eddie's face would serve as a reminder of how fake and construed the fucker is. Grant's would remind you of how insignificant you were to the guys (despite how welcomed they made you feel at the start). And Harmony. Harmony's beautiful face — with a body far too developed for a girl in her grade to match — would only remind you of the fact that the girl didn't inherently do anything to you... other than be beautiful and get caught in the crossfire of horny, greasy teenage boys.

It’s a fucking mess.

You swallow hard and keep your chin up regardless. Because what other choice do you have? You either feign your confidence or let irrelevant boys crush it.

You continue strutting over to your seat as Eddie trails behind at a measurable distance. Along the way, you inevitably run into the Junior Queen of Hawkins High herself, Harmony Heathers.

Harmony issues you a sweet smile. You smile back at her in return. And you didn't even need to turn your back to know that Eddie most likely did a double-take when sliding past her.

The late bell rings, indicating the start of class.

“Okay,” your homeroom teacher Mrs. Helleck exhales as she clasps her hands together. “Good morning everybody. For Red Ribbon Week this week, we’re gonna be doing a group project. Worth 20-percent of your grade.”

The class erupts in agonistic groans while Mrs. Helleck attempts to calm them down. You feel Eddie’s gaze burn into you, indicative to the fact that he was looking forward to using you again like he always seems to do. This time around it would be for a grade instead of a two-pump fuck. But you had something else in mind.

“You will be doing a presentation,” Helleck continues. “With a partner of your choice. Your job is to create a slogan along with a list of reasons why you should stay away from drugs.”

“Drugs Instead of Hugs,” Grant mutters to Eddie.

The general vicinity collectively praises his lukewarm wannabe 4-Chan edged joke.

You roll your eyes while your poor homeroom teacher tries to proceed with her instructions, despite the immature snickers.

“You will be presenting with your partner on Friday. Do not wait until last minute to do this assignment please. Deadlines catch up to you fast.”

Mrs. Helleck makes her way over to you.

Like Dungeons and Dragons, everyone in the class is assigned a “classroom role”. You’re the leader of the pack, the ‘foreman’, to which you never understood because up until today you never had the confidence to call the shots. The alphabet has never been on your side anyways.

“Now dear,” your teacher smiles down at you. “Since your last name starts with an A, you get first choice. Who would you like to work with?”

Eddie’s gaze is extra fixated on you now. It gives you a greater deal of satisfaction than tossing those cookies ever did. It was you who had the reigns now, instead of those woman-patronizing incels.

You start to smile connivingly, to which the guys start to gulp over. You can tell they’re putting two and two together, their two brain cells collectively working over time to discover that you had a delicious upper-cut up your sleeve.

It’s the very least they can do. If they wanted to taint your name to smithereens in your absence, you’re sure as hell going to give them something else to lose their minds about in Math 3.

And when all eyes are fixated on you, you tilt your chin up to project your voice. You want to make sure everyone, especially Grant and Eddie, hear you loud and clear when you sinisterly announce,

“I pick Harmony.”

tag list: @damp4eddie @eddiesguitarskills @babygirl229 @love-anonymous-writer @ziggeddie @socially-awkward-eliza @shesahellfirebabe @ali-r3n @yourdailymemedelivery @mincloud @jupitersnights @ineedtosusoutmyreadinglist @whisperingtales @fearlessreid @emma-munson

divider by: @benkeibear

[gaybitchfx]

"...The giant horse cock weighs about 11 pounds."

Bachira request(cuz he's my new baby next to sanji😘)

Ok so maybe on the lil team they got in blue lock reader is seen as a scary ass person usually gives people hella death glares and everybody just stays away from him

But bachira is like...nah he couldn't be so bad imma talk to him anyway(like the extroverted mf he is)

And starts talking to reader and at first reader doesn't even like him but doesn't really wanna be rude so he just says 'mhm' and 'ok' etc etc

But soon after reader starts to arm up to bachira and starts smiling talking an laughing with him more

And the whole team is just calling bachira a wizard cause reader ain't like nobody except him for example he likes to cling to bachira sometimes lean on his shoulder practice with him sleep in the same lil mattress

If you'd like add a lil extra where after a match reader is jusy sleep on bachiras back while he carries himmmmm🤭

-❄️ Character(s): Bachira 🥰

-❄️ Type of reader: M!Reader

-❄️ Category: SFW

-❄️ Warning(s): None

-❄️ Edited: ❌

Since the day you arrived at blue lock, nobody dared to speak to you, only stare at you from afar. You just weren’t approachable. You’re whole demeanor just screamed leave me alone which everyone did. Everyone but Bachira.

He was curious about why no one would talk to you. Yeah, you’d give people random glares here and there and never talked, but that didn’t stop him at all from walking up and sparking a conversation with you. The moment he opened his mouth made you physically show signs you didn’t want to talk to him by answering in short sentences.

“Mhm.” You mumbled, looking at Bachira with a bored expression. “And in the show, he was supposed to be the villain, but get this turns out he was a hero!” Bachira exclaimed with a smile. “Cool.” You sighed and rested your cheek on the palm of your hand.

Time went on and there wasn’t a dull moment without Bachira talking to you or interacting with you.

Soon you became more comfortable around him to where you’d speak for a longer period and even smiled and laughed at Bachira’s jokes. “How the hell were you able to get him to smile and laugh?” Isagi asked Bachira who shrugged. “He’s a pretty cool dude and is way nicer than you’d think,” Bachira said as he looked over at you who was minding your own business. “You’re a wizard Bachira,” Chigiri said, stunned by what he had said.

Later that night you were seen sleeping next to Bachira completely comfortable making everyone go crazy, usually, you’d sleep in the farthest corner of the room.

For the next few days, you clung to Bachira just like a koala, always staying at his side at all times even during the matches. Surprisingly you never messed him up, but only benefited him and the rest of the team. After said match, you were exhausted and could barely stand on your own two feet.

“You tired Y/n?” Bachira asked as he put an arm around you. You nodded your head slowly as you rubbed your eyes a bit, yawning. “Mm ok. Get on my back.” And without hesitation, you went onto his back and got comfortable before falling asleep completely. The whole time he walked around with you on his back, adjusting you if he needed just so you wouldn’t fall or if you were slipping.

Everyone was stunned but also thought it was cute seeing how Bachira would randomly ruffle your hair or pat your head any chance he got causing a mumble from your sleeping self.

-❄️tags: @jkloserdazai @reallyromealone @lostsomewhereinthegarden

[luvkyu]

May I req a top!bangchan x bot!mreader where the male reader had past memory with bang chan when they had a big fight in the kitchen but bang chan make it out for the mreader by dancing him the kitchen *its inspired to taylor's 'all too well' cuz I want to cry af so make it more angst and a little bit fluff* In the present they met again in an art museum and its up to you whether they'd be back together or not (if not make it more angsty)

PS: I LOVE UR WORKS ❤️💯😘

all too well ( bang chan )

top!chan x btm!male!reader

chan meets an ex lover after a long time apart.

content : 0.9k words, angst/kinda fluffish at the end

( a/n ) i changed this just a little bit but i hope you like it <33

y/n blinked away the tears that were welling up in his eyes. he took a deep breath and looked at his boyfriend, who was standing across from him in his kitchen. the room was dark with the exception of the light that came from y/n's refrigerator, which neither of them had bothered to close yet.

chan was silent. his gaze continued to rest on y/n, face softly illuminated by the refrigerator light. the pair had been arguing for a bit, and they were both exhausted.

"chan, i'm sorry. i don't know what you expect me to do. quit my job?"

"no..! i know you love your job, but.. i don't know, i barely feel like i have a boyfriend anymore. you're just always working."

y/n sighed and rubbed his face.

"okay so, do you wanna plan more dates or something?"

"we've tried that already. you always end up busy and there's just not much time to be together," chan muttered in response. a scoff left y/n's lips in turn.

"well, babe, i'm really trying to work with you here..!" y/n's slightly raised voice made himself wince. he sighed again and clenched his fists out of frustration. "i've worked so hard to get to the position i'm at with this job, chan. i can't just put my responsibilities aside whenever i want. i literally take out my calendar to try and sort out my schedule to make time for us. is that just not enough anymore?"

chan was quiet again. the next words that left his mouth made y/n's heart sink.

"no, maybe it's not.."

three years later

"oh, i love this one," minho said quietly. chan nodded in agreement after following his friend's gaze to the next painting on the wall.

chan's head soon turned in different directions, realization hitting him. "uh.. i think we lost seungmin."

minho's brows raised at this, also looking around for their third friend.

"i'll find him, you keep going around the museum," chan assured.

as he started walking around more in search of his missing friend, his eyes soon found a familiar face. it definitely wasn't seungmin though.

y/n stood alone, looking up at a sculpture that was a ways away. his hair had grown out a little and he was wearing a rather nice outfit. chan felt his heart skip a beat, unable to tear his gaze away from his ex-boyfriend. and soon, y/n's own gaze met chan's after looking around while he moved to the next artwork in the exhibit. they now stood in silence, eyes locked from across the room.

when y/n finally looked away, a small smile lifted at the corner of chan's lips. y/n was always the shy one between them and chan couldn't deny that he loved it. the way his eyes would flicker away and the rosy pink color would blossom on his cheeks made chan want to gush at how cute he was.

after some debate in his head, chan finally decided to go stand beside him. he gazed up at the same painting that y/n had moved over to.

"you always liked this artist," chan said happily.

y/n looked over at him, a little lost for words. he simply nodded before looking back at the painting.

"so, how you been?" chan asked, clearly determined.

y/n looked at him again. "what are you doing?"

"making conversation. is that wrong?"

y/n frowned.

"you know i don't like small talk, so yes, that's wrong."

"oh right," chan quickly responded. "okay, i'll think of a better question.. mm.. would you like to get some coffee with me?"

y/n turned to chan in surprise.

"coffee..?"

"or tea if that's better," chan suggested. he could see the gears turning in y/n's head before his attention went right back to the painting in front of them.

"i'm looking at art right now," y/n answered with a blatant tone.

chan nodded, still smiling. he could tell the other was just being stubborn.

"alright, take your time. i can wait."

y/n stayed quiet. they both continued to admire the museum's works for a few minutes. y/n would travel between art pieces, chan following patiently as if he were looking on his own.

"tell you what," chan finally spoke quietly, "there's a coffee place right across the street from here. i think i'll go sit there for, maybe.. the next half hour? maybe i'll see you there."

y/n looked back at chan one more time, now watching him give a sweet smile before he turned to to leave. he walked back over to minho, seungmin still missing somewhere else in the museum.

"was that..?"

chan nodded at the question from minho. "y/n," he finished for him.

"shit.." minho mumbled.

"we're gonna go get coffee i think."

minho looked over at y/n, who seemed to be staying put.

"you are?.. he doesn't seem to be going anywhere."

chan smiled and nodded.

"well, i invited him to come for coffee, at least. i think he's just being stubborn right now. he'll meet me there, don't worry."

"..how do you know?"

"i just know, i guess," chan answered in confidence. "i know him all too well."

[mochis-cream]

i see you have requests open! as such i need to be your first requesting anon ever >:3 can i request a non!idol au drabble fic thing about the reader realizing they like their fwb (nct mark) cuz like..that's just the type of stuff i like 😋🤪 also can I be 🦋 anon?, please and thank you ☺️

one day at a time | m. lee ☆

・ you never meant for things to get this complicated. one night was all it was supposed to be—one night to escape, to find solace in the familiarity of his embrace, and then you’d both move on like nothing happened. it’s just one night, you tell yourself. but deep down, you know that nothing is ever that simple, especially when it comes to him.

m.l x gn!reader ・ nct 127 ・ 엔시티 일이칠 ・ sfw ・ non!idol au ・ wc: exactly 2,400 ・ genre -> fluff, slight angst (does this also count as hurt/comfort??) ・ one shot! -> masterlist!

content warning: fwb (not explicitly stated or properly implied but still), complicated relationships, emotions are hard, reader has a panic attack, crying, love confessions, pre-established relationship (kinda), mark can cook now guys, lowercase intended, narration heavy, please let me know if i missed anything!

author’s note: aw man guys.. SORRY I WAS GONE FOR SO LONG ☹️☹️☹️ was busy with work and technical stuff ☹️☹️ anyhoo WELCOME ANON WELCOME!! ask is so yummy mm i love your brain frfr 🤭 and yes you can be 🦋 anon! thank you so much for requesting! i hope you enjoyed it!!

(moodboard spread by @/pink-horizon, found here!)

it’s just for one night.

or at least, it was supposed to be.

it was just supposed to be for one night. one night, and then you’d both go your separate ways, shoving everything under the rug like you used to. so why? why is it that you’re still here, tucked within the comfort of his home a week later?

you blink your eyes open, the familiar dim light of mark’s guest room greeting you. except, let’s be real, it’s hardly a “guest room” anymore. the way you’ve practically taken over—your clothes draped over the chair, your favorite mug on the nightstand, and your books scattered across the floor—yeah, it’s more your space than some random guest spot.

you let out a sigh, the weight of the situation pressing down on your chest. this wasn’t supposed to happen. it was meant to be simple. a quick visit, a night to clear your head, and then back to your normal routine. no strings, no complications.

yet here you are, seven days in, still wrapped up in the comfort of mark’s home… in the comfort of him.

and it’s not like you haven’t tried to leave. you’ve made the effort—packing your bag, setting an alarm, even making it to the front door. but then there’s mark, with that ridiculous bedhead and sleepy smile, asking if you’re really gonna leave without breakfast. and somehow, you’re roped back in, heart doing that weird little flip it does when he looks at you like that.

ugh, why is this so hard? why can’t you just go back to how things were? simple, easy, no weird feelings creeping up on you every time mark laughs at one of your lame jokes or makes you tea just the way you like it.

you close your eyes again, as if that’ll somehow block out the growing realization that’s been gnawing at the edges of your mind. but it’s there, lurking in the corners, refusing to be ignored.

because the truth is, you don’t want to leave. not really. and that’s the scariest part of all.

———

you remember how it all started—how it was supposed to be just another one of those days where you needed to escape, to find some kind of peace in the middle of the chaos that is your life. mark’s place had always been your safe haven, the one spot where you could just… be. no pretenses, no pressure, just you and mark in the bubble of comfort you’d both created over the years.

you’d arrived at his doorstep that night, the weight of the world on your shoulders and a tired smile plastered on your face. mark had taken one look at you and, without a word, pulled you inside, wrapping you up in one of those warm, awkward hugs that only he could pull off. it was the kind of hug that said more than words ever could—“i’m here, you’re safe, it’s okay.”

and just like that, the tension in your chest eased, the world outside fading away as you stepped into the familiarity of his home. it was routine by now: you’d crash on the couch or in the guest room, talk about anything and everything, and by morning, you’d be gone, back to reality. no strings attached, just two friends helping each other get through the tough days.

but this time, things didn’t go as planned.

you remember waking up that morning, the early light filtering through the curtains, and immediately getting that nagging feeling in your gut—like you were overstaying your welcome, like you needed to leave before things got weird. so, you’d quietly started gathering your things, trying to make a quick exit before mark woke up.

except he did wake up.

you were halfway out the door when you heard his voice, soft and a little groggy, calling your name. you froze, guilt flooding through you like you’d been caught sneaking out of a crime scene. when you turned around, there he was, standing in the hallway with his messy hair and sleepy eyes, looking like he was trying to figure out why you were leaving so soon.

“you’re leaving already?” he’d asked, and there was something in his voice—something almost… sad. “i, uh, made breakfast. thought you might wanna stick around for a bit.”

it wasn’t just the words that got to you; it was the way he said them, like he was really hoping you’d stay. and for some reason, you couldn’t bring yourself to say no.

so you’d stayed. one morning turned into a day, that day turned into another, and before you knew it, a whole week had gone by. every day, you’d wake up with the intention of leaving, but somehow, mark would always convince you to stay—whether it was with breakfast, or a movie night, or just… him being himself.

and you couldn’t help but notice how much lighter he seemed with you around, how his laugh came a little easier, how he smiled a little more. it was like, for the first time in a long time, things were just… good.

but the longer you stayed, the harder it became to ignore that nagging feeling in your chest—the one that kept whispering that maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t just about friendship anymore. that maybe, you were starting to feel something more.

and that scared you more than anything.

———

you don’t know when it happened, when the lines started to blur between friendship and something more. maybe it was the way he looked at you sometimes, like you were the most important person in the world. or maybe it was the way he’d always go out of his way to make you feel comfortable, even when you didn’t ask for it. it could’ve been any of those little moments that seemed so insignificant at the time but now… now they felt like pieces of a puzzle, slowly coming together to reveal a picture you weren’t sure you were ready to see.

it hits you like a ton of bricks one morning as you’re sitting in the kitchen, sipping on the tea mark made you (because of course he knows how you like it). he’s at the stove, humming some ridiculous tune under his breath as he flips pancakes, and you’re just watching him—really really watching him—and it’s like something inside you clicks into place.

oh.

oh no.

it’s not just a crush. it’s not just some fleeting feeling that’ll go away if you ignore it long enough. no, this is something deeper, something that’s been quietly growing inside you, unnoticed until now. and it scares the hell out of you.

your mind races, scrambling for a way to make sense of it all, to put those feelings back in the box where they belong. but it’s too late. the box is open, and you can’t shove everything back inside no matter how hard you try.

and then, like the universe has a cruel sense of humor, mark turns around with a goofy grin on his face, holding out a plate of pancakes like he’s just won the lottery. “ta-da! best pancakes you’ve ever had, right here.”

he’s so damn proud of himself, so blissfully unaware of the emotional crisis you’re having right in front of him. you force a smile, trying to keep it together, but all you can think about is how this is it. this is the moment everything changes.

you barely hear him as he starts rambling about how he thinks he might’ve finally nailed the perfect pancake recipe, how he’s been tweaking it for weeks now, and oh, you have to try this one with the syrup because it’s so good. his voice fades into the background as your thoughts spiral out of control, panic rising in your chest.

you’re gonna ruin everything.

you’re gonna lose him.

the thought of losing mark, of him looking at you differently, of things becoming awkward and weird between you—it’s too much. your chest tightens, breath hitching as the panic starts to take over. you can’t do this. you can’t tell him. you can’t risk everything for this stupid, irrational feeling.

you stand up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor, and mark’s voice cuts off mid-sentence. “hey, what’s wrong? are you okay?”

you shake your head, unable to speak as you bolt out of the kitchen, your vision blurring as you make a beeline for the guest room. you need to get out of here. you need to think. you need to—

but you don’t make it far before your legs give out, and you’re collapsing onto the bed, clutching your chest as the sobs start to wrack your body.

it wasn’t supposed to be like this. it was supposed to be easy. why does everything have to get so complicated?

you curl up into a ball, trying to breathe through the panic, but it’s no use. the walls are closing in, and all you can think about is how you’ve ruined everything before it even had a chance to start.

———

you’re not sure how long you lie there, caught in the whirlwind of your own thoughts, but it feels like an eternity. the sobs have subsided into quiet hiccups, and you’re left feeling drained, emotionally spent. the room is too quiet, too still, and it only amplifies the storm raging in your mind.

then, you hear it—the soft creak of the floorboards outside the door, the hesitant shuffle of footsteps. you don’t have to look up to know it’s mark. of course it’s mark.

a part of you wants to tell him to go away, to leave you alone so you can wallow in your misery. but the other part of you—the part that’s always sought comfort in his presence, that knows he’s the only one who can calm you down—doesn’t want him to leave.

the door opens with a quiet click, and you feel the bed dip slightly as he sits down beside you. he doesn’t say anything at first, just places a hand on your back, rubbing slow, soothing circles like he’s done a thousand times before. the gesture is so familiar, so grounding, that it nearly brings you to tears all over again.

“hey,” he says softly, his voice laced with concern. “what’s going on? talk to me.”

you swallow hard, the words stuck in your throat. how are you supposed to explain this to him? how are you supposed to tell him that you’ve gone and fallen for your best friend like some cliché rom-com character? you can’t. you won’t. you—

“it’s nothing,” you finally manage to choke out, but even to your own ears, the lie sounds weak.

mark doesn’t buy it for a second. “come on, don’t do that. i know you better than that.” he shifts closer, his hand moving to your shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “please, just talk to me.”

his voice is so gentle, so full of genuine concern, that it makes your heart ache. you can’t keep this from him, no matter how much you want to. he deserves to know, even if it means everything falls apart.

you take a shaky breath, trying to gather your thoughts, to figure out how to put your feelings into words without making everything worse. “i just… i’ve been thinking,” you begin, your voice trembling. “about us. about… what this is.”

there’s a pause, and you can feel mark’s gaze on you, heavy and intent. “and?” he prompts, his tone careful, like he’s afraid to push too hard.

“and… i’m scared,” you admit, your voice breaking on the last word. “i’m scared that if i tell you how i feel, it’s gonna ruin everything. that we won’t be the same anymore. that i’ll lose you.”

the words hang in the air, raw and vulnerable, and for a moment, there’s only silence. you’re terrified of what comes next, of what mark will say, of how he’ll react.

but then, he does something you don’t expect.

he pulls you into his arms, holding you close, like he’s trying to shield you from your own fears. “you won’t lose me,” he says firmly, his voice a steady anchor in the storm of your emotions. “i promise you, nothing’s gonna change. not like that.”

you want to believe him. god, you want to believe him so badly. but the fear is still there, gnawing at you, whispering that this is all too good to be true.

“but what if it does?” you whisper, your voice small and scared. “what if everything changes?”

mark pulls back just enough to look at you, his expression soft and full of something you can’t quite place. “it won’t,” he insists, his tone gentle but unwavering. “because i love you. i’ve loved you for a long time, and nothing’s ever gonna change that.”

his words hit you like a freight train, knocking the breath out of you. you stare at him, wide-eyed, trying to process what he’s just said. did he really just—

“i love you,” he repeats, like he’s trying to make sure you understand, like he needs you to know that he means it. “and i’m not going anywhere. not now, not ever.”

it’s too much. the relief, the joy, the overwhelming sense of love that washes over you—it’s all too much, and before you know it, you’re crying again. but this time, it’s different. this time, it’s not from fear or anxiety, but from the sheer weight of everything you’ve been holding in, of finally hearing the words you never thought you’d hear.

mark doesn’t say anything else. he just holds you, letting you cry it out, his hand never stopping its soothing motions on your back. and as you start to calm down, exhaustion begins to creep in, your body finally giving in to the emotional rollercoaster of the past few hours.

“stay,” mark whispers, his voice soft and comforting. “just stay with me. we’ll figure everything out together, okay?”

you nod, too tired to say anything, but the decision is made. you’ll stay. for as long as he’ll have you, you’ll stay.

and as you drift off to sleep, nestled in the warmth of his embrace, one thought lingers in your mind:

maybe one more day won’t hurt.

[j0kers-light]

an ask reply from @juniebugg originated from this tik tok prank!

Y'all know I had to switch it up but because mister mister depicted here was not it. I could not stand him as a partner but anyhoo!!!

This is about Joker x Reader! You love pranking J cuz his payback is always smexy 🤭

You didn't learn last time with the boba straw prank. Don't mess with Joker yet here you are... doing exactly that. You are asking for it at this point.

In all honesty you were minding your own business and he bothered you but I digress.

You were messing around with some new makeup palettes when he walked past the room. He didn't know you were recording yourself and you were still debating if you were going to post the footage when you reached for a new lip shade that J bought stole for you. You were holding the tube up for the camera to catch, "I loooove this red! It goes with any skin tone and the payoff? Lemme just show you!" You opened the shape with a flourish.

Joker walked in onto you swiping your lips with his infamous shade and he smiled in pride. He loved seeing you wearing his colors..

"Look at that. Look at that flippin hue, its sickening.." you pursed your lips, admiring yourself. "Yeah that's hot."

Joker popped up behind you- startling you in the process- and left a kiss stain on your cheek, "Mmmm verrrrry sexy, baby doll. I luv it." Then he winked at the camera. Of course he did.

You glared at the camera and sighed.

Now you couldn't use the fun makeup video you were making because Joker had to show his face to the potential world.

You were so pissed and the only way to get back at the laughing clown currently poking in your makeup was to pull a prank. And you knew just the one to pull.

Joker immediately stopped laughing when you picked up a cloth soaked in mineral water and proceeded to wipe your cheek where he kissed you.

You were shaking your head in disgust until the mark was removed, then you smiled and picked up where you left off in the video.

"Okay! Now that I got that off, where was I? This shade is perfect for dramatic date nights, a good blow jo---"

Never mind what you were saying, J didn't care about that. He was standing next to you in disbelief at your actions. "Did you just.. wipe off.. my kiss, Y/n?"

You locked eyes with Joker in the mirror. "Yeah and?"

You shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal and picked up a mascara tube to pop your lashes more.

You decided to edit out Joker later. “Its perfect for dramatic date nights, a good--"

Joker growled at you clearly dismissing him and spun your chair around so you could face him.

He roughly grabbed your face before smothering it with kisses. You said his name in warning when he went overboard but you let him make a point or whatever. Once he was satisfied that your face was covered in red stained kisses, he let you go.

"Try n' wipe that off doll." He dared.

His grin was handsome but it quickly fell when you used the same cloth to scrub your entire face. Almost two hours of makeup was ruined because you wanted to prank J but it was oh so worth it. You were left with a bare face and a ticking time bomb of a lover behind you.

Joker's left eye twitched and you swore he chuckled lightly before going off on a rant.

"Do I have cooties or something the reason why you're uh, ~wiping~ off my kisses huh doll? After I went outta my way to steal.. err.."

You raised an eyebrow at his choice of words.

"Buyyyy that Morphe palette for ya and that sparkly Fent-y stuff you're using and this is what ya do ta me!? I can't be erased! No no no no no no youuuuuu're not getting off so easily, c'mere!"

You squealed when Joker picked you up and tossed you on the bed. He let you bounce twice before yanking you back towards him by your ankle. All you saw was green eyes and a lecherous grin hovering over you.

"When I'm done with ya... mm, you'll need a shower to wipe off all the kisses."

and I oop 😳

[marumaruz-haikyuu-agere]

RAHHHH I LOVED THE BUNNY REGRESSOR THINGY YOU WROTE IM EATING IT IM CONSIMING IT AND YOU ARE NOW PROHABLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE ACCOUNTS I FOLLOW!!!!

If you couldn’t tell I’m the one who sent in the request, I’m just now seeing it

I’m alsooo here to send in another!! Little Miya twins hcs for the soul? I beg of thee?

And bc I feel like I’ll be here very often now, I’m acquiring a signature bcuzzzz I’m too scared of literally anything and anyone to remove the anonymity

—／(≧ x ≦)＼

Hehe absolutely, I studied their wiki pages for this

Matching onesies given to them by Kita

Don’t like sleeping apart, wether that’s the same bed or just the same room, they really struggle with long distance

Their team probably found out they were littles at a sleepover or smth cuz their onesies just make them feel so tiny that they can’t resist

Ma’s boys all the way, even if they aren’t with their real Ma

Prefer typically male gendered cg names like ‘Da’ ‘Daddy’ or ‘Dada’ because they get all teary at the thought of replacing their Ma

When it gets hot they like having picnics under tables outside (I did this when I was a kid)

Osamu is actually a very independent little, but he’s not normally displaying his independence because Atsumu still thinks his brother is a tiny baby

The reason Atsumu still thinks like this is because his twin is terrified of thunderstorms

But it’s not like Atsumu isn’t, he just has a way higher tolerance for scary things (he doesn’t)

I don’t think they have a cg specifically, most of the time it’s their Ma unless she’s busy in which their emergency cg is Kita

Personally I just really think they’d trust their Ma enough to tell her as soon as they work it out

It’s totally canon

CW// Accidents

“Tsumu…?” He said lightly nudging the sleepy boy, “Mm…Samu…? Wha’s wrong…?” Atsumu mumbled, looking at his twin’s teary eyes. “Icky wet…m sorry…too scare ta tell Ma…” He sniffled, hiding his face in the small fox stuffie he brought with him. Atsumu sat up, rubbing his eyes slowly as he got out of bed, holding his brother’s hand. “We gots ta tell Ma…” He mumbled, pulling the sniffling boy down the corridor to their mothers room, knocking on the door and waiting for her to answer.

[meh-kris]

how do u rekcon ouran host club and mystic messenger kinda like meet in the middle for an au? cuz obviously with mm u plan a party and stuff and with ouran host club u have the just club and do different themes n then at the end they have the fair (which is such a bittersweet painful episode I love)

(omg I cant believe i’m asking someone abt both of these combined UGH it feels so GOOD LOL)

A FELLOW OURAN + MYSME FAN HIHIHIHIHIHI

some not so great english down here so mind me ;;

Maybe Jumin just has some sort of connection to Ouran or something like that? And then RFA somehow gets involved

Both of the premises of Ouran and RFA are to appease people (Ouran is more female oriented tho). They both solely exist for the sake of providing happiness to others and stuff.

I think Jumin and Kyoya are quite similar. So I could totally see them discussing business plans with their fathers and shit like that haha then maybe Jumin could ask about Ouran Academy and what curriculars they have (for advertising?? idk lol) and then Kyoya mentions subtly about helping people in the Host Club.

So then maybe the Host Club decides to sponsor RFA and thus begins their journey 2gether!!!

I kinda suck at these types of things but the fun part is when the characters MEET TOGETHER!!!

Jumin and Kyoya as mentioned earlier are already cooperating with their respective businesses and stuff. I don't think either of them would open up or anything, but they're kind of similar in a way? Straight to the point, communicative in ideas and mostly likes to start new projects ehe >_<

Tamaki and ZEN would be a good duo as well, with Zen actually attracting more customers to the Host Club which makes Tamaki feel that their purpose is being successful!!! They would talk about entertaining people (and how grateful it makes them feel to keep their fans happy). They'd be blabbering about how beauty is important etc. etc.

JAEHEE AND HARUHI I'VE BEEN WANTING TO TALK ABOUT THEM FOR SO LONG AHHHH. Ok ok THEY'RE SO SIMILAR DOWN TO THEIR PERSONALITY, THEIR PATIENCE, THEIR DEDICATION *AND* also did I mention they look super similar to LIKE THE HAIR RAHHH!! But ahemm... Anyways. I feel like they'd get along on how their friend group is always being crazy and they're both basically the voice of reason/mom friend (tho they'll not say this all the time but they care for them so much and everything they do they want them to be safe and susjsksksk)

Honey Senpai and Yoosung tbh. I can see Yoosung practicing baking and creating pastries and cakes just for Honey Senpai (the ultimate taste tester) to try it out (maybe Haru and Jaehee could bake for both of them too XD). I can see Yoosung asking help from Honey (despite their age difference lol) since the maturity levels kind of differ. (I'm not very well versed in Honey's personality so plz forgive me T_T)

Mori Senpai... I feel like maybe he'll get along with V or something? Lol. Both are kind of the protectors of the gang(??? Ok I'm just making up bullshit at this point). Mori doesn't speak much and neither does V (in the chatroom atleast) soo.. Lololol. V could appreciate Mori's dedication to help anyone in the club while the former just nods lol

HIKARU AND KAORU TIME BABYYY!!! They'd trick Seven for sure but with some wit Seven would be able to differentiate between the two. The twins would joke around and get along with Seven since they have crazy humour together (and maybe Seven wishes, he was as close as they were, with Saeran)

Sorry if this rant kinda sucks. My wording isn't very good and I just can't express myself in words properly... But I hope u could understand my ideas!! Aha, tysm for sending this ask <333

[toestalucia]

Kou: What? You don't…have chocolate for me this year? Can I ask why? >I heard that you can't give foxes chocolate.

LOSING MY MIND CUZ 1) <-person who literally sent that question (but seriously) to venom IM GONNNAAAAAAAA 2) captain bullying a 12yo AGAIN is so fkng funny to me. but also kou who at this point is ssooo honest.......no wonder he's getting teased LOL him & you are both so cute

Caro: Whether you're an artist or not, it's important to nurture your heart.

m...mahoyaku......

Lu Woh: Even more so if the purpose of such practice is meant for one who has piqued your interest for reproduction. I repeat—I am one of the Six Dragons.

THIS ONE MADE ME LOSE IT. LIKE FIRST HES ALL 'we 6 dragons dont need stuff like food etc to survive this is wasted provisions' THEN HE SAID THIS AND IMMMMMMMMMMMMM LMFAAOOOOOO would u like to speak with helel ben shalem about the bees and the flowers i think itd be hilarious af & hell for captain. lu woh who was too honest about vyrn to the point of pissing of captain (rare moment) to lu woh who says this i dont think i can do this anymore chat

Ragazzo: Wha? Ch-chocolate? For me? Ah… Well, I mean, it's not like I didn't notice your feelings for me or anything— Huh? You're…handing them out to everybody? R-right, yeah, I knew that. Yep. In other words, you're giving chocolate to all the crew members as a token of friendship. Thanks. I appreciate it.

ragazzo playing tough only to be hit with the 'actually i give everyone' IS SSOOOOO FUNNYYYYYY LOLLLLL GOD let this turn into captain teasing him every year. i need terrible pranks. i miss captain & seofon 'u give/get chocolate to/from other ppl?:(' shenanigans (pls read seofons vday & white days, comedy deluxe). that but onesided, considering ragazzo......

Freyr: I see. So you slipped off a cliff while trying to pick that fruit. That was rather reckless of you in such poor weather.

fullkawa honpo's alice mention !!!!!!! (its not)

Balurga: What? Your hand slipped because you were tired from staying up all night making chocolate? Skull: You stayed up? After spending the past couple days busy with requests? That means you've barely slept at all… Do you got chocolate for brains? Go to bed, right now! I'll tuck you in and sing you a lullaby if I have to! Balurga: Can't believe I'm saying this, but Skull's got the right idea. You don't gotta push yourself like that! Huh? You wanted to make chocolates for us that badly… Thanks for caring, but… I'd rather not have chocolate with your blood, sweat, and tears in it.

out of all of the new ones ive read so far this is the sweetest captain-wise,,,like...u absolute fool (endearing). also skull & balurga being so ????? go to BED!!!!!!!!! about it is something i rly like too. excellent. glad to see units & characters i rly like get seasonals i rly like

Lobelia: Let's make this a day to remember. Je t'aime, Captain.

????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Utsusemi: I know that this emotion can bring no joy to a courtesan, but I can't bring myself to throw it away. Therefore… I would leave it in your care. This savage, fiery emotion… You will find it in this box. If you doubt me, then witness it with your own eyes. Captain opens the box as if in a trance, only to let out a short cry when a spring propels something out of it at high speed. Utsusemi: He… Hehe… Hahaha! Well that was a cute reaction indeed! To think that a jack-in-the-box would be so effective…

KBJAFBJKADBJKAD PLEEEEAASSEEEEE BE PRANKING VDAY/WHITE DAY BUDDIES PLLEEASEE PLEEASEE CYGAMES I NEED THIS SO BAD...NOT THE JUMPSCARE...i need to read her fate eps shes growing on me sm just from the seasonals

Meg: Ehehe. Truth be told, Mari, the one I gave you has special ingredients and is different from the rest. I hope you like it. Mari: (Wow, you were so upfront about that, it may as well have been a wedding proposal!)

me when i read mhyk

Meg: By the way, Mari, did you happen to have any chocolate for Captain? Mari: Mm-hm, sure do. Here you go, Captain. A little thank-you for all you do for us. With all the delight of the proud victor of an imagined love triangle, Mari places a miniscule piece of chocolate on Captain's pinky.

LNKADNKLADNKLADNKLADNKLADNKLADNKLDNKLA?!?!?!?!?!?! MARI...CMON....................i actually was surprised she had choco for captain THEN SHE HIT ME WITH THAAAATTT................I KNOW U LOVE MEG BUT...........god im so thankful for the megmari unit. mari is excellent. the seasonal where shes like 'ill make sure the kitchen width is just right so our shoulders brush when we cook' ??????? u r my favorite person. also when mari thought deliford was in love with sandal. lord. u need to be in every single event

Cosmos: Thought one thing Satyr said remains a mystery to me. She mentioned that skydwellers "put their love" into the chocolate. I followed her instructions to whisper my feelings to the chocolate while making a heart shape with my hands. But I remain uncertain as to whether that affected the flavor.

WHAT IS SATYR TEACHING EVERYONEEEEEEEEEEE

[bulbabutt]

i broadly agree with your Mutant Mayhem 'Genghis and LH get the least screentime/focus' thing but I'm curious as to why Ray Fillet isn't also in that group Anyway, aside from the core four boys, here's how I'm breaking down 'shows up in the series' vs 'gets Other Darrin'd or is a no-show': Ayo Edebiri is cool enough and her April is important enough that I think she's in. Seth Rogen's bankrolling this whole thing so Bebop's fine, though given that Cena can be busy with other projects (see Rise) I'm not 100% on Rocksteady. Chan and Malone as Splinter and Ray definitely aren't making it, I think Malone's touring a new album. Rudd's proven surprisingly cool, I think he'll make it as Mondo. Scumbug's an easy in bc Hirsh doesn't have to do much. Leatherhead, Genghis and Wingnut I'm unsure of mostly bc I don't know how busy Byrne, Buress and Natasia are. Maya Rudolph's more a question of 'will Cynthia be plot-important in the series at all', after all, Shredder's being saved for the actual movie sequel so I don't think he'll actually appear/talk. But this is all speculation

*me going through my own blog to see what i said about mm 6 months ago* i didnt include ray fillet cuz he genuinely had more lines (singing) in the movie, and hes one of the more blantant characters being shown to not be allowed to express himself by superfly (being told to stop singing) who by the end of the movie is allowed to do just that. like its a little on the nose but vs genghis who most people genuinely forget is in the movie and leatherhead who i think has 3 lines total, yeah hes utilized more. much more.

and yeah i very much doubt theyre getting jackie chan back in this which genuinely i remember saying "so theyre probably just gonna call eric bauza again arent they", some voice actors are able to perform remotely so who knows on most others

[deivorous]

@despairforme asked:

[ Grimmjow how do you feel about the scar Nnoitra gave you? What does through your mind when you see it? ]

The scar...?

Mm. If he looks down at his chest, he can't see it. It rests too high on his neck, cuts a crescent through his only other scar and wraps up and around the side of his throat, and ends behind his head near where his trapezius attaches to his skull. Deceptively thin for the amount of damage it did. The scar tissue runs deep, had severed veins arteries and muscles in it's passage through Grimmjow's hierro. His spine had caught the brunt of it. He doesn't know how much, or how bad, but.

He really did think he was gonna die. Couldn't move. Couldn't feel. Could barely breathe. Maybe he wasn't. Maybe he stopped and he just couldn't tell 'cuz he was too busy bleeding out faster than he could notice himself suffocating.

In the haze of his vision and the ringing of his ears, all he could see was Kurosaki's color-smudged back. He could feel Nnoitra though. In the air, in his blood. Fucking Bastard!

It was a cheap shot. There was nothing honorable about it and- and fucking DAMN IT, he's not owed shit. He knows he's never deserved a goddamn thing in his life or death or anything in between but shit.

It still fucking stung. (He wanted a better death.)

He can't see it, but he can feel it. His skin is tight there. Where Kurosaki's scar frizzes and fizzes with power, bright and convective, Nnoitra's is a heavy thing. Never healed cuz Grimmjow couldn't heal it. His reiatsu refuses to run through it, all blocked up. His hierro is thinner there, and when the weather turns, it aches. Or it aches for no goddamn reason. He still thinks he can feel Nnoitra in it. A black, despairing sinkhole.

It's not a stain, per say. He survived, and Nnoitra didn't. It's evidence, a reminder. Sometimes he finds himself rubbing at it for no good reason - doesn't make it better. Doesn't fix it, or heal it, or change the fact that he'd spent months in the sand struggling just to breath. Doesn't change the fact that he'd lost ten kilos of muscle, body wasting away in paralyzed fear, and still hadn't gained it back. Doesn't change the fact that there was not a single fucking person who went lookin' for him, who cared if he lived or died. Didn't change shit. Didn't change shit.

It's just another scar. Just one more scar to carry with him and never ever forget. Another lesson he wears on his skin.

"Why would I think a goddamn thing about it?"

[ Just as a very minor addition, the scar isn't always drawn 'accurately'. Sometimes it bisects Ichigo's, sometimes it's on his neck, sometimes it's more on his shoulder, and sometimes it's not there at all.

I personally give Nnoitra the benefit of the doubt and assume he could not POSSIBLY miss when Grimmjow was in the state he was in. He was aiming to decapitate and therefore there's no reason he shouldn't have caught Grimm good and well across the neck where he was aiming.

Grimmjow's not even lifting his head here. Both arms are gone, accessory neck muscles are innervated by cranial nerve - so theoretically he should be able to move those (unless ofc Nnoitra severed CN12 too) - but he is dead still. And dead quiet.

That, in my mind, is a nice little spinal cord injury there. Grimmjow's not getting up any time soon. he's not doing anything anytime soon. it's a miracle he survived at all, and I'm not surprised so many people assumed he died off screen. I did too.

Also... I really really REALLY love grimms expression on this page. Talk about a phenomenal character exit/entrance (for Nnoitra) it immediately set a great tone I think. Nnoitra took literally 2 seconds to remove the one think standing between him and Nnoitra. If Nnoitra went to strike him down here, no way would Ichigo be able to interrupt it again.

Big entrance for a Big Threat.]

[bat-to-da-robs]

I mean personally I'm more familiar with and fond of MM than GL, I think probably cuz I got my start with the Justice League animated series and he is portrayed on there imo as a really deep thinking, philosophical and kind man who's also terrifyingly badass but his ethics and the weighty tragedy of his life experience means that you never fear he is going to misuse his otherwise scary powers. And he's got the quiet loneliness to him that you see in characters like doctor who, that are living as remnants of a civilisation that is a shadow of what it used to be, and unlike Clark he doesn't really have a human family to tie him here and help ground him in the same way. So a 14 year old kid who is desperately looking for a way out of his hometown and a powerful but somewhat adrift/lonely man who knows what it's like to be an outsider and is bereft of his old family tend to slot well together imo.

Whereas the GLs usually feel like they have a bit more of a family connection on earth already (usually) and seem like they're often busy with intergalactic level threats, whereas MM (at least in the show haha) has time to man the watchtower and just kinda stare into space a little too forlornly. And you know what'd fix that? A lost teenager who needs a stable adult's support! It helps that some of their powers and weaknesses (fanon-wise) have crossover too - intangibility, invisibility, weakness to fire, shape changing (to an extent), etc.

DPXDC Prompt #141

Danny’s school held a contest where their students would have to write about a member of the Justice League that they admired. They framed it as a normal assignment and then mailed them to the hero. Danny didn’t think anything of his letter until he gets a few letters pop in front of him, apparently if you burn a letter for a ghost the recipient will get it. Danny thinks back to his own letter to Martian Manhunter and he remembers mentioning in his letter that not all ghosts were bad and he wishes they had the same rights as aliens did.

Of course the Justice League shows up to town and Danny is star struck as Martian Manhunter shows up to Danny’s doorstep to ask about his letter.

[the-firebird69]

There's a lot going on huge amount of people coming in of ours and there is was a giant number of morlock here. It was a concern and then their gone. Few more things happening

-got a large amount of gold spotted by people here in Florida and they're mining it and it's white gold it's in Central Florida and it's going to attract people especially the idiots they like gold

-there's been a big momentous occasion and it was yesterday where they just kept trying to get here and failed and the big chunk of them died and it was the morlock. Huge numbers tried to get here and didn't make it and only a few were pushed in from the other parts of the states and it was just a huge waste of time and they're pushed here by Max. It was a giant loss and it'll probably start up again but the numbers are very high and the numbers of ships they lost or gigantic in the forgieners have to stop them

-John Lee boulevard was shot to death and he was pretty dead it's 9 mm close range into the temple and angle and into the back of his head and it bounced around in deformed and caused a lot of damage destroyed but the size of his fist in the back of his head was destroyed and that's pretty much the size of his brain. And the shooter says they're not readily identified but he knows who it is as does the person was there and others the witness to changing by eating our son's relatives. And she says shooting him in the head is a threat to move into his apartment as well and meeting John arena learns apartment and he's not listening when she keeps saying it. I guess they did some things to spend yours while in Spain they came after them in there grabbing a few but most of them die by comparison. Since the shooting the trumpsters were almost completely eradicated from Spain there's two little hovels and they almost completely eradicated Jason's people and they're in the same two little hovels that's how we are and that's how the Spanish are so today is going to be a celebration as they watch the remaining idiots kill each other

-theres a few more things happening. We are having a signed over to us huge businesses today and we did have the bank signed over already. But today there are businesses coming to us like Arco gas Marathon gas Chevron gas Mobil gas Sunoco oil Shell oil British petroleum Occidental oil Occidental gas and petroleum 76 and several more good sized companies. Finally worked it out and today is finally the day and it is a signing and it is in the major cities at event centers.

-we're beginning to clean this area up from Storm damage and it is a mess houses need to be ripped out buildings need to be ripped out and the max know it the area is a disaster zone still something still work the electrical systems need to be gone through completely and we're afraid it has to be done all at the same time and that's what it is. What's up bja writing on our son's account and I said didn't publish but people can still see it and he was caught three times and told not to three times and he's still trying to do it now and they're going after him cuz he's this little f** saying stupid things here and there and all it is sedition. We have reason to believe that we need to go after him too and our son says of course and daughter says why not he's trying to hit him too stupid piece of s*** needs to be shot as soon as Trump again even after getting killed by his own people it's not enough for him yeah that's his clan was Lily. Few more things going on

-there's a giant sale on nothing here nobody's selling stuff for the most part I'll be essentials we noticed that too that the boat show and the post about show and the walk around town show that they had all these tents and stuff and hardly anybody bought anything so weird scene everybody has money but no one can buy anything cuz your label was something cuz he's retards. Were going to use this against them it's not that hard you're going to go in and buy stuff and sell stuff to our own, the movie is houses and we're buying cars and trucks and essentials and furniture cabinets all sorts of things I didn't see it and they flip out and it started following and we nail them then more come in then we nail them. We keep doing it here until you're all dead morlok.

-we do have another thing happening the local government is firing everybody who has left who's a warlock from government jobs and including Charlotte transportation and yeah that was his pink slip he got fired and he wanted people to see it now Alice's excuse to show the sheriff what he's up to the sheriff was trying to catch people including our son. And they say they're up to 100% but they have only fired about 70% of the public workers globally and 60% of them privately and it's going on but local government here is getting rid of them all set the pace and it's because they're horrific they don't do anything in the way and a bunch of suck bags what it really is.

-is it such an idiots here and they need to be hit and we're sitting in troops now

-we're working on a few big businesses I said it yesterday it was curious which ones and she knows which ones apparently it would be a little something home Depot Ace and one other chain people think is defunct Grossman's they said it was defunct it's not people start going there and said you're still here and they got beat up. Several other big companies were working on Walmart Costco BJ's which is too big Sam's and several other warehouse stores were also working on the retail end of things Lord & Taylor's Neiman Marcus Macy's JCPenney hiring stores were working on taking over cuz people aren't doing anything there they're not even opening and we're also going to work on bells caldoor Target and just a huge number of stors they're in the mall or strip malls or even by themselves like bed bath & beyond we're going to Target all of them because they're sucky as hell and the big warehouse stores and were starting a program on them today.

We Begin the program on the automobiles and we're signing and we had several of them signed. And we're proceeding to sign several more this week and today is one of them and it is

*Ford motor company and they are huge the world's biggest auto and truck maker in history they have the largest sales and we are excited over or they are today to us Lock stock and barrel

Tomorrow we're signing over another company it's number two in volume and money

*Chevrolet GMC and all the related products and it is one company under One roof and it has been for years and it will be ours tomorrow

So other companies signing over to us tomorrow, and they're huge when it's dow company, 3M and polican, gas companies Comgast and other natural gas companies and specialty gases, a few stragglers from the food industry like Slater Brothers and a few other independent grocery stores but one huge trucking company Lane and we finished up negotiations last night. We like to switch subjects but no. And we're also signing haven't signed over to us today several big companies have been outstanding huge shipping companies and distribution companies and I took a beating and they didn't want to and they want us to try to capture us they say and it's Hyundai Daewoo Kia has some of it the last one and lane shipping evergreen and a few more. These companies are coming to us and asking us to take over so we will and we will have probably 80% of the world's shipping and trucking by the end of the day today and tomorrow there's a few other industries signing over and what is water and it wasn't talked about too much huge water companies are coming to us one of those Coca-Cola they're signing over there water division completely tomorrow and the other one is Poland springs and they're huge they developed 90% of the water industry and retained 50% of it and we're taking it over completely tomorrow water filtration systems and towns and cities going to take over that business completely to business and you charge the city and a town and we are going to run in a completely it is just a nightmare now Sue or treatment facilities will take you over 100% all over the world tomorrow and there's many many more there's too many to list here and we're not going to list all of them anyways but just to be sure we are going to have the big four automakers and the big three from other countries tomorrow that's right along with Ford and Chevy are the other two which is Chrysler and AMC in Pontiac is the third and not real big but they're also producers AMC is not very big the Chrysler's big and we came up with a new line and they're like sucks they have like three cars there's been non-existent already and they're being laughed out of the industry and we don't want that I'm going to take over where people are falling and who dropped the ball for other things that they're doing with her just waste of time and we tell them but they don't get it so we are working on all that and the big three are signing tomorrow as well Toyota Honda and Nissan they aren't signing but it's also Mercedes and BMW and several more automakers they're considered huge and motorcycles by BMW and you wouldn't believe we told you but it's pretty much all the major vehicle makers on Earth and including big trucks Kenworth and Mac Fleetwood. There's a list of businesses that are signing over it is very huge and we don't have that published but a lot of people know what's going on.

We are into construction and we're purchasing the big companies they're going to sell to this several of them are selling today it will finalize maybe for tomorrow or Friday and it's Morrison condensing Bechtel obiashi and design firms like Parsons brinkerhoff Turner perini and there is Peabody and they're not selling Suffolk construction is not selling because they're Mac and ben Arnold the last two. Look for the most part everybody's selling except for those two guys almost across the board it's weirdness. But we're mobilizing today and those companies will be signed over to us fully tomorrow and the day after right now we have to temporary agreement kind of working together on things and they'll see how it will be and it's not impossible it's very helpful they say and we're moving into positions all over the world to do projects and we are attracting the morlock and there's a whole Gob of them left and some projects were halted, but not supposed to definitely they're halted in their military moved in and started to eradicating the idiots from the area that's the process what's going on now so whenever we have a project to move in to do it if we get stuck there the military of the country comes in and starts going after the idiots whichever ones it is so we're doing it here in Florida yesterday the military said we can't handle all this work so we moved in our units and a ton of them and just kept doing it they they're coming with us too but there's a huge amount and throughout South Florida they were probably the man real fast anyway and we got more projects so we're going to start big ones too. It's a huge day here because several of them have moved out of the neighborhood there were 50 as of yesterday still out of the 200 and half those are mixed as of this morning 25 houses remain the half that are mixed the morlock left. Tons and tons of the idiots are leaving Florida now and see they can't get in and we can't get out at some point. And there are fanatics headed here yes from other countries that are just different races. So really there are 25 houses and out of those 25 five are contemplating leaving seriously and 15 out of the 25 are here only a few days a week if that and fairly soon if they come here they get arrested. And it's because they are diminishing rapidly and they are fighting in the midwest over stuff clones and us and they'll probably be gone in a few days. They're fired from all the regular jobs in just a couple days and the government jobs in a couple days. They won't have any Bank accounts the max are taking over the banks and we are and pretty soon they won't have any money at all. They are arresting people all the time in punta Gorda and Port Charlotte and it's constant. Trump re moved the muck up there and he hasn't done much with it. The whole place stinks and we're treating for a fleas up north but really he pulled it all out and it's just sitting there and then Stones you started messing with and then fell back in which is what the clones needed it's still going to be brackish. Clones are mad at trump for doing that they're going after him in the Midwest and up from Midwest and the South and he's getting annihilated. It will take a couple days it is out and there is a pretty much empty of others except clothes and will push them out right now it's much lower than it was it's like 8% now it is falling pretty soon it'll be below 5% and start feeling a lot more well they should now if he wants any groups out and they keep on getting hit and they're closing is getting beat up. And they will probably try to launch attacks on the USA they always got to fail.. there's more happening but we're going to bring it up later this morning when it is more solid

Thor Freya

I'm happy with this let's publish Hera us too Olympus

[aceofshitposts]

Congratulations on the increase of your followers 😘😘😘😘 how about JayTim with Dick realizing he sent Tim to Jason after battle for the cowl? Like, right when he left the cave, he went to find Jason and managed to drag him with him in the journey.

quick shoutout to @yasmindifference who just posted that 'be my robin' snippet so now i'm just thinking about THAT as hard as i can cuz like mm chef's kiss perfect interaction between jay and tim so here's uh my little twist :)

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"Be my Robin."

"No. You should be mine, instead."

-

It takes Dick about three weeks to realize he hasn't seen hide nor hair of Tim or Jason since inheriting the cowl. Between wrangling Damian and trying to clean up the aftermath of Bruce's death, he can't hide from the fact he's let the two of them slip through the cracks.

"Hey, O? Have you heard from Hood or, uh," he falters slightly, realizing he isn't sure what callsign to use for Tim, "T, recently?"

"Not since the Gun Batman incident," Oracle intones, a mechanical sigh reaching through the coms. "You want me to look for them?"

"Yeah, thanks O."

"Mhm. There's been gunshots fired over by the First Bank of Gotham on 23rd."

And just like that Dick is back to being Batman.

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"I can't find them, either of them."

-

Months. Months of no contact when Tim and Jason quite literally explode back into Gotham. Not that Dick knows what's going on, because he doesn't except that the city is crawling with League ninjas. Fantastic.

No time to dwell on his two missing siblings being back in town, both sporting some new costumes Dick notices idly, when Batman has a job to do.

The sun is just threatening to peak of the horizon by the time the night is over and Dick manages to track Jason and Tim down to a rooftop where both are sprawled out on the concrete. Tim's costume is closer to a Batgirl costume in style, although all the accents are emblazed in white rather than a yellow or purple. Little bat ear horns peak out from under his much longer than Dick remembers hair.

Jason's costume, Dick remembers most of it. Red Robin. A mantle he took up briefly before his untimely demise. Some of the elements have been swapped for a mixture between the Red Robin costume Dick remembers and the Red Hood, like the sleek black helmet currently sitting beside Jason, the visor vaguely reminiscent of a bird's beak.

"I see you two are getting along."

Tim sits up at Dick's announcement, propping himself up on one elbow to watch him approach. From beside Tim, Dick hears Jason snort.

"No thanks to you."

Tim reaches over and bodily elbows Jason in the stomach. Jason barely grunts.

"To what do we owe the pleasure, Batman?" Tim asks briskly, all business. It hurts, just a little.

Dick pauses. Jason is openly staring at him with contempt, okay, he probably deserves that; while the white lenses of Tim's mask give nothing away. There's so many things Dick wants to ask, where were you, what were you doing, what just happened, but instead he opens his mouth and says, "I'm glad you're okay. Both of you."

"Thank you for the concern." Tim's mouth tugs into a frown, the half face mask doing nothing to conceal it. "The League won't be a problem for a while."

Jason snickers. "Yeah, 'specially since you blew up half their bases."

Tim elbows Jason again, which only makes him laugh harder. It's... a far cry from the last time Dick saw the two of them. When Jason was constantly, and literally, at Tim's throat.

"Will you be around...?" Dick tries not to sound too desperate. Tim and Jason had already proven their proclivity for dropping off the map at a moments notice, even escaping Oracle's all seeing eyes. He just hopes they won't be doing it again. At least, not so soon.

"I think we'll be around for a while," Tim says, tilting his head towards Jason who nods. "It's Echo, now, by the way."

"And Red Robin," Jason says dispassionately from where he's lying down, giving a two fingered salute to the lightening sky.

Dick takes that as his cue to leave, giving Tim a brisk nod and grappling away to head back to the Batmobile. He looks over his shoulder as he goes, just barely catching the sight of Jason sitting up and leaning into Tim's space and.

Oh.

Looks like Jason is still at Tim's neck.

He turns his head back ahead. There will be time for processing that particular piece of the puzzle later.