#THE RESEMBLANCE IS UNCANNY I HATE IT
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harritudur · 1 year ago
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from time to time, i think again about how PERFECT Jack Farthing as Henry VII would be, and how casting directors are totally ignoring it and i cry about it in my shower 😭
i mean-
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CAST HIM NOW I’M TIRED!!
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message-lost · 3 months ago
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I'm a giratina fictionkin with tons of memories with volo and your blog made me go Hgjgkgkgkhkhkhkh
i’m glad you’re having fun 🫡
i am now gonna use this ask as an excuse to show off old giratina gijinka(?) that i’m trying to rework
sorry.
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devilatelier · 1 year ago
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ok. ok i gotta admit sometimes i love miroku
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idledreams4 · 4 months ago
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ok so guys I went to the dentist
And the hygienist looked like Naomi 😭😭😭
One of the ladies at the front desk took me back to the room where I was going to have my cleaning and whatever, so I was already sitting in the chair when the hygienist walked in which honestly only made it worse
i khow how he felt fr
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raan-miir-tah · 1 year ago
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You know what I thought me and art were vibing today I thought we got along but apparently not bc I really wanted to draw Daniel Kaluuya as Spiderpunk bc I fucking love the guy, right? Tell me how I, only using reference photos of Daniel Kaluuya, ended up drawing Daveed Diggs. How. How did I stray so far from the plot.
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emocheol · 6 months ago
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seventeens pet name for you
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seungcheol
baby
loves to be a caretaker so having you be his baby is natural.
he’s always holding you in his arms, almost like he’s trying to protect you from the world and keep you to himself.
when you’re tired you actually get into baby mode and he loves doting on you, knowing that you won’t fight him on it.
“baby, don’t worry i’ll do that for you”
“baby, come give me a kiss”
“baby, i missed you so much”
“baby, you know i’d do anything for you”
jeonghan
angel
sure, he’s the angel of seventeen but you’re his angel.
always says that you were sent from heaven just for him because of how perfect you are, hence an angel.
when he sees a new picture of you he’ll screenshot it and draw a halo over your head and send it back to you with a text that says ‘your halo is shining so bright, my angel’ (love makes him cheesy)
“angel, let’s stay in bed today”
“angel, can you do my hair?”
“angel, i hope you know im obsessed with you”
“angel, you’re the only one for me”
joshua
love
such a classic and gentle name, just like joshua.
he loves you so much the only word that he can think of when it comes to you is love.
if anyone calls him a simp he will gladly own that title because, duh, you’re his partner! of course he’s gonna simp over you!
will do whatever you want at the drop of a hat. he’ll even suggest cancelling his schedules if you want him to stay home, you decline but quite literally have to push him out the door to leave.
“love, come cuddle with me”
“love, i hate every second that i’m away from you”
“love, let’s get matching outfits”
“my love, you’re so perfect”
jun
sweetheart
actually spent a lot of time contemplating what your pet name should be. he didn’t want to get it wrong!
tested way too many names over multiple weeks, seeing if they rolled off the tongue, but none of them did.
finally lands on sweetheart, when he says it for the first time he knows he’s found the perfect name.
now he barely says your name, saying that sweetheart encapsulates your entire being.
“sweetheart, want me to do the dishes?”
“sweetheart, can you read me a story?”
“sweetheart, do you know how much i love you?”
“sweetheart, you’re my favorite person of all time”
soonyoung
honey
soonyoung thinks you’re sweet like honey, so he just has to call you that!
you have the same nickname for him which results in all your friends pretending to gag when you both start calling each other honey. they say it’s sickening, sickeningly sweet
likes to dote on you, would wait on hand and foot if you told him to.
“honey, do you need anything before i leave?”
“honey, i’m home!” (his favorite phrase)
“honey, let’s go on a date tonight”
“honey, you’re the sweetest person in the world”
wonwoo
babe
has always thought that pet names were cringe but when you started calling him every sweet name under the sun he knew he had to come up with one for you.
landed on the classic ‘babe’, he says it flows well, its natural when he’s talking to you now.
doesn’t want anyone else to hear him call you it, so he usually sticks to saying it at home or whispering it to you.
“babe, stay by my side, i don’t want anything happening to you”
“babe, don’t get up yet it’s too early”
“babe, you wanna see my new game?”
“babe, i adore you”
jihoon
baby
another natural caretaker, loves to be the big strong man in the relationship so naturally you’re his baby.
gets salty when you try to dote on him since he knows he should be doing it to you instead.
landed on it because you were pouting once and he said the resemblance to a baby was uncanny.
“baby, you don’t have to stay at the studio with me”
“baby, get some sleep”
“baby, let’s stay in tonight”
“baby, i know i don’t show it as much as i should, but i’m eternally grateful for you”
minghao
darling
claims that their song ‘darling’ is about you to try and make it special (it was just a coincidence but you’ll take it)
says you’re like a sparkling jewel, so perfect, so enchanting, and so darling
always talks to you in the most endearing tone, he can never be mad at you.
“darling, what do you want to have for dinner?”
“darling, let me take a picture of you”
“darling, don’t forget to call me on your break”
“darling, you’re so precious to me”
mingyu
sweetie
loves to bake you desserts and say something like ‘a sweet for my sweetie’.
thinks you’re so sweet and lovely that sweetie is a given name for you.
food is his love language so he’s always making you meals and sweet desserts.
“sweetie, try this new dish i made”
“sweetie, give me a kiss before you go”
“sweetie, give me a bite of that”
“sweetie, you’re it for me”
seokmin
love/lovie
this man is simply obsessed with, so so utterly in love, hence the name love.
everyone swears they can see hearts in his eyes when he looks at you or talks about you.
couldn’t think of a good name for you so he went to his friends being like ‘i’m so in love with them but i can’t think of a pet name! wait… love!’
“lovie, don’t forget about me :(” (you’re just going to work for the day)
“love, do you want to come to karaoke night?”
“lovie, i’m your favorite guy, right?”
“my love~, i wrote this song for you, wanna hear it?”
seungkwan
boo
yes, his nickname for you is his last name. no, it’s not weird! he’ll call you mrs./mr. boo because he can’t wait until you have his last name.
when some calls for ‘boo’ you both turn around, thinking it was for you. this just makes you both laugh and look at each other like you had a little inside secret that no one else understood.
he’ll always say it with literal hearts in his eyes.
“boo, have a good day at work”
“my boo~, i miss you”
“boo, do you want to go have a spa night?”
“my boo~, i love you to the ends of the earth”
vernon
babe
also thinks pet names are cringe so he settled on the most obvious and classic one.
but then actually he starts to like it (to his horror), and starts to call you it all the time.
only ever calls you babe now, and will be salty if you call him by his first or middle name.
“babe, get ready i’m taking you on a date”
“babe, i got you a present you’re gonna love it”
“babe, we should get a cat to be the ring bearer at our wedding”
“babe, you know i love you, right?”
chan
honey
you originally started calling chan ‘honey’ first.
he always got so giddy whenever you said it that he decided he was gonna start calling you that too, to make you feel as special as he did.
thinks it the most special name in the world and if anyone makes fun of it he’ll go to war over it.
“honey, let me show you the new dance i learned”
“honey, did you get a haircut? you look beautiful as ever”
“honey, let’s stay in bed today”
“honey, you’re my everything”
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sillygoosealert · 4 months ago
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I was so hurt after (https://www.tumblr.com/sillygoosealert/757389587337412608/stuipid-fucking-slut-i-hate-you) 🥹🥹, can you do a part two where reader goes missing after he left her but found unconscious/dead because of a reason (you could come up with one! :D)
AND ALSO, UR WRITING IS SOO GOOD, +1 FOLLOWER >.<
-🍞 anon (I will try giving you good requests >:)
I promise I won't kill myself, death is not my last resort
haiiii :3 so I'm making this part two but honestly, I might end up deleting both of the stories because I was in a bad place when I wrote that 😓 also..besides the other anon's rotting in my inbox until I respond..ur my first anon !! yippy !!
Implied Rape. You die, talks of being unsafe and how it feels to be assaulted
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Love is a gentle thing, as is the innocence you once had.
It wasn't a gradual fruition to see that being a woman would change the reality of everything for you. They warned you to steer clear of dark spots and secluded areas and always be aware. The things events that were organized and reenacted are nothing short of gender-based violence.
You understood why you and many others were constantly warned, but experiencing it was so different and vile, something you should never have gone through.
Today almost didn't end with you dead, but you didn't listen to the one thing that was looking out for you- you. That day, your gut instinct felt something was awry.
The morning was fine. You got a quick kiss on Sukuna's cheek before running off to your garden work.
The garden is split into sections. Working in them isn't an issue- except the one furthest from the estate. It's where you are most likely to get harassed by other servants as it is where most people turn a blind eye to.
Your body physically would not go near it today, you just couldn't.
Maybe it's the black crow you saw out of the corner of your eye or the sinking feeling you got whenever you looked over in its direction, but you couldn't shake the uncanny feeling it was giving you.
But as a mouse gets caught in a mouse trap, you are lured into the back part of the garden when something that resembles a doe is staring right at you. Not wanting to pass up the chance to see something so pure so up close, you walk to it.
But as you walk towards the feeble deer, and it walks further and further into the now forest, you question if you really saw anything at all.
When the doe is no longer in sight, you think about how you got here. Is it too late to turn back? I don't want this anymore.
You don't get the chance to turn back, as a pair of hands are roughly groping you from behind.
What happened in the woods wasn't your fault. You were lured to the spot in the first place. Then, when you wanted out, the exit was no longer there.
It wasn't your fault.
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When you don't show up to clean the garden, that one thing.
But your body was found before dinner, where the forest meets the garden, disrespected in horrendous ways.
When you mentioned the concern that you were being targeted by other peers, he recognized the validity of your perspective.
He knew you were being harassed, but to accept it was something he couldn't do.
It would mean several things to take action - the most significant being that you had a major influence on how he chose to address the situation.
The other is over half of the people working for him would be slaughtered if he honestly wanted you safe. That type of fear egged him on usually, with him being your savior at the end of the day.
Knowing the nature of these situations, something would have to be addressed sooner or later.
He was scared indigo at the thought of making that type of commitment to someone, but he wanted to for you.
The thought of death didn't scare him. He would tell death himself he wasn't afraid to die. However, the idea of you being beaten nearly to death, only to bleed out and perish, shook him to his core. This was something no amount of strength or intimidation could undo.
He doesn't find out about...your passing until he requests to see you after dinner.
The feeling that washes over him is indifferent, he doesn't know what he wants anymore, but he knows that he wants you back.
He will never know how the world could keep spinning after you were ripped away from his grasp, it should have been the end of the world.
You didn't want to die, you shouldn't have died.
That shouldn't have happened to you, you didn't deserve it.
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Death is a pathic escape, I will not kill myself- not for my loved ones, but for me.
Songs referenced: Velvet Ring, The End of The World, N64, My Body's Made of Crushed Little Stars, Crack Baby, Anything.
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periwinkla · 7 months ago
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Phoenix - Godot parallels
I've been replaying T&T and I gotta say, the parallels between Phoenix and Godot are uncanny. The most glaring resemblance is that they're both so presumptuously convinced that they are the only ones who can and should have the responsability of saving the people they love. Note also that their Japanese names, interestingly, both reference dragons - Ryuuchi and Souryuu respectively - but they do so in reverse : the first kanji for Phoenix and the last for Godot. Godot wakes up after 5 years and learns that the love of his life was killed. He couldn't do anything about it because he was poisoned and thus out of commission. Then he learns that said love of his life had taken on a protégé, and he also learns that the lovesick idiot willingly swalled the same poison that put him into a coma, and was swimmingly fine. He is so pissed at the guy. Also envious. Phoenix was there. Why couldn't he be there instead? Why did the poison put him into a coma, and not that stupid lovesick fool? He twistedly but most furiously hates the guy. Thus he crawls back from the deepest depths of hell. But he knows, deep down, that the one he really hates is himself (not that he could have done anything about it, even if he had not been in a coma - but feelings are hardly logical) Something Phoenix and Godot share is that twisted savior complex. Godot thinks he should have been the one to save Mia, Phoenix becomes a defense attorney because he thinks he is the only one who can save Miles, the only one who understands him (and then it's a slippery slope to wanting to save everyone ever, but that's beside the point). Both are quite presumptuous in these assertions. But Phoenix was able to save Miles (in a way he hadn't expected) - Godot couldn't save Mia. If Phoenix hadn't been able to save him, would he have ended up the same as Godot did? Remember, if he hadn't won that trial, Miles would have faced the death penalty. So, if the poison had worked and he was out of commission for 5 years, he would have been too late. If you think about it, we had a glimpse of what Phoenix would have been like. When he thought Miles was dead, he snapped at Maya and told her not to speak his name in front of him ever again. He was also quite depressed for those months and refused to take on cases at first, cases of possibly innocent people who needed him. And when Miles came back, he snapped at Miles too. Which leads me to my last point: Both Godot and Phoenix resort to anger as soon as they're hurt as their form of dealing with grief. They are so similar. One was just less lucky that the other. Also by this logic you could say that miego is basically narumitsu with a bad ending, which makes me cry so hard darnit edit: it's also fun to note that they both went crazy over someone they knew for less than a year. People call Phoenix ridiculous but Godot is basically the same kind of ridiculous
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karatekels · 1 year ago
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Someone better explain to me why the man of my dreams is dressed like grown-ass T.J. Detweiler.
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localcanadiancreature62 · 2 months ago
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Billford Foils
@misteria247 Here's some more brain juice. Also @aria-greenhoodie i think you would like radioactive yaoi analysis.
So i got to thinking about Ford and Bill being similar due to fanfic reasons (i was brainstorming ideas about them fucking in the middle of thinking about this),and i realized that,the parallels are fucking wild. Both of them have something holding them back from becoming truly far gone in their ambitions. With Bill's being his self hatred and horrid loneliness,and Ford's being his unwavering value for his family. Bill would've fully went through with Weirdmaggedon and his desire to conquer the universe immediately,if he wasn't so fucking desperate to have Ford at his side,showing that he wanted someone REAL to witness his success rather than the fake puppets that he calls his friends aka the Henchmaniacs. Point being,Bill wanted to be on top,but as they all say,it's lonely at the top,so he decided to make himself less lonely by trying to coerce Ford into joining him which obviously backfired due to the man hating his guts. Ford would've joined Bill and or outright stayed in the multiverse rather than going back to his home dimension as he basks in the glory of FINALLY being worshipped and given the recognition he believed he deserved (despite likely being more infamous than famous in both cases),but he didn't,because he knew that he had his brother and later the twins to worry about. Ford was horrible and egotistical and too selfishly focused on his flimsy desires to think straight,but he had his family to back him up and make him realize that what he was doing was wrong. But Bill?,he had no one to help him realize his faults. He killed his parents,and his so called "friends" are only around because of being promised a party as well as safety from their decaying dimension (i.e book of bill Henchmaniacs segment). Bill was horribly alone and had NO ONE to help him deal with his problems in a more constructive less world-ending way,Ford had his family right in front of him yet he ignored them until things went to shit and he realized that he needed them. Bill and Ford are eerily similar with their shared interest in chasing lofty goals in order to make up for the aching feeling of loneliness and being misunderstood they have had their whole lives,yet one was able to overcome this feeling and discovered that he didn't need to feel seen by the whole world but just by his family whereas the other outright held onto that feeling to motivate himself as he didn't have anything else. Meaning,Ford would have easily turned out like Bill if Stan and his niblings didn't have his back. Alex hirsch you wonderful,wonderful man. This family is beautifully written and i am in tears over that fact. Also Bill and Ford are fucking husbands and the resemblances in their arcs are uncanny.
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modmad · 7 months ago
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MODMAD MODMAD WHAT DO YOU THINK OF MR PUZZLES (SMG4 series) HAVING AN UNCANNY RESEMBLANCE TO RGB!!!!!
no hate to this sender but hey can folks not message me about this any more? every time I hear about this character my heart sinks into a black abyss and it's not! great! for me! I have the tags blocked but I can't stop anyone from messaging me about this asides from like. asking. I have been receiving regular hate mail from 'fans' of this series since I had the temerity to point out their similarities and I now am in perpetual fear of not only having a deeply personal character stolen from me, but of being cancelled by something I only learned of a week ago having worked on my own for the past 12 years.
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silantryoo · 4 months ago
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BONUS [ LIKEALOOK ] — around sounds nice
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FINALS: Seoul's Univeristy of Multi-Arts (SUMA) VS. Yonsei University
WARNINGS ; suggestive(ish), mentions of revenge p*rn (4.1k)
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for the first time in a while, jang wonyoung was excited to play volleyball.
it was an odd feeling, in retrospect. volleyball, at least for the past three or so years, weighed on her back like her last name. it was full of expectations, of goals that she didn't set (or was forced to, anyway).
it was suffocating, humiliating. the sport that proved her comfort, that provided her safety, was one of the causes of her stress as of late.
yet suddenly, now that yoo jimin was out of the picture...
wonyoung was glad that the locker room didn't seem like a battlefield anymore.
"i see the hickeys haven't faded." yujin snickered, her face now littered in fading bruises, and the cut on her eyebrow and lip healing nicely.
wonyoung blushed. as much as she hated jimin, part of her wished that she would pop up to shut yujin up.
"do you have to mention that every time?"
her fingers traced over the marks on her neck, wonyoung's face burning as she remembered the hours with y/n, alone in her dorm room. she knew it was a goodbye, the older girl's fleeting touches a reminder of y/n's worsening mental state, and wonyoung's inability to do anything.
wonyoung shook her head. now wasn't the right time, not when yonsei was here.
yujin nodded as if what wonyoung said was already a known fact. "absolutely."
"you shouldn't even be talking to me, unnie." wonyoung mumbled. "coach said no talking with the members."
yujin pouted, slumping down next to gaeul who was currently listening to her pregame playlist. the taller girl wrapped her arm around her girlfriend, trying not to sulk.
she knew that she was single-minded. all of her thoughts were about volleyball and gaeul. although she finally got to talk to her girlfriend again, yujin was dying to play.
besides, she was the captain.
"well," she huffed, gaeul rubbing her back to calm her down. "coach said me and jimshit can sit on the bench today, so i think i'm off probation."
wonyoung shook her head as she laced up her shoes. "is that what you told gaeul-unnie?"
yujin sulked more, and wonyoung couldn't help but wonder how gaeul managed to put up with her for her entire probation.
(wonyoung always seemed to have found yujin outside the building right after practices, quite literally kicking rocks.)
the door swung open, coach seulgi glancing around as the girls huddled. everyone knew who she was looking for, a certain raven-haired, rage-fueled demon nowhere to be found.
seulgi knew what to expect. the season was tough on her star players and the inner conflict between her team, but she hoped that jimin was still that girl she had heard about so long ago.
after all, she accepted this position to work with yoo 'the ace of korea' jimin.
"girls," she smacked her coach board as she sat, garnering their attention. "i know you all probably have nerves, especially since two of our players are gone-"
"nothing we haven't dealt with before, coach seul." yena puffed out her chest, and everyone could see the uncanny resemblance between her and a certain semi-aquatic bird.
"don't call me that." seulgi shook her head, watching as chaeryeong hit yena's shoulder. "look, we've played against yonsei. we know that they're the only team this year that has a good roster with great plays and a good coach. we've went through their playbook, their rotations, and i know we're down two, but we have something they don't have."
jinsol's hand shot up in the air, an aura of seriousness clouding her. "the power of friendship?"
hikaru, thankfully, lowered the taller girl's hand.
"do any of us look like colorful horses?" hanni couldn't believe that jinsol was her best friend.
"they were ponies, actually." haewon interrupted, her voice monotone. the words flew out of her mouth, but the stares of her teammates made it register almost immediately. "what?"
like usual, seulgi ignored them. she was used to their liveliness, anyway. "we have resilience. we have brains and brawn."
yunjin pointed to her left. "jinsol has a 2.0 gpa."
"enough about my gpa."
"don't let your nerves get to you out there, okay?" seulgi scolded, pointing at all of them (but more specifically, wonyoung). "i know it's easier said than done, but you need to look out for each other. remember that it's my job to yell, and yours to play."
"aye, aye, coach."
seulgi rolled her eyes, yena's voice loud and clear. she was gonna miss the older girl, but she hoped that this year, she'd pass her classes so seulgi would never have to see her again.
that is, unless yena decided to pursue volleyball beyond university.
a shiver went down her spine.
shaking the thought off, her gaze moved to wonyoung. her eyebrow raised at the faded marks on her neck, but the coach was just glad that wonyoung had enough decency to try to hide it (unlike other members on the team).
"any words for us, cap?"
wonyoung looked at yujin, who stared back at her. she frowned and looked around the room before remembering that she was the fill-in.
"oh." she cleared her throat. wonyoung wracked her brain for anything she could think of, but she was never the leading type. she never understood how yujin could do it so effortlessly. "um, i know this year has been hard for us, more than others... but we've gotten this far. even if we don't win, we've learned from this. our team is smarter than theirs, stronger."
she didn't think they would win. they needed yujin, and although she hated to admit it, they needed jimin. aside from herself, they had lost the top two scorers on their team. they had lost yujin, their all-rounder, and jimin, their star player. sure, yunjin was back, but with her being out for sixty percent of the season, it wasn't enough.
yonsei had everyone. they had the fifth and eighth-ranked hitters on their team, and a competent setter with an amazing playbook. their defense, from what she remembered last game, was near impenetrable. even their coach was an olympian, much like seulgi.
they had barely won, and that was with yujin and jimin.
yet with all the odds stacked against wonyoung, she couldn't help but feel excited for what was to come.
with a soft smile, wonyoung spoke.
"it's a win either way for me."
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y/n thought the drums during the last suma versus yonsei game was bad, but somehow, this was so much worse.
everything was brighter, louder than before. the crowd littered with painted faces, a distinguishable divide between red and blue. the signs were bigger this time, and from where she stood, she could see at least a dozen shirtless men on the yonsei stands.
('what's wrong, suma? scared? jealous?')
behind her, loud yells could be heard, chants of 'vicky' and 'yawnsei' being shoved into her ears. y/n didn't mind the 'yawnsei' part. in fact, if she weren't so busy dying from overheating, she'd join in.
she just wished those stupid 'vicky' fangirls would stop chanting wonyoung's name over and over again.
the lights dimmed, the first few players coming out, wonyoung being one of them.
suddenly, the shrieking got louder, and y/n couldn't help but roll her eyes.
she was thankful for uchinaga aeri, and y/n was genuinely excited to sit next to wonyoung's long-time friend. aeri was caring and was the reason why y/n was even functioning at this point.
she just wished aeri didn't pick a spot close to the 'vicky' fanclub, even if her friend was in the group.
y/n took a sip of her water, her eyes never leaving wonyoung's figure.
she couldn't help but smile as the volleyball player looked her way. it quickly faded, however, the fan club behind her suddenly begging for wonyoung's hand in marriage.
y/n grumbled. "so annoying."
aeri and alex glanced at each other, their eyes meeting knowingly.
aeri snickered, nudging the young actress. "you only think they're annoying because they're holding cardboard cutouts of your girlfriend."
"no!" y/n tried to deny it as best as she could, but she knew her face betrayed her. it didn't help that she remembered some random girl with a 'vicky' necklace.
she took a breath, the atmosphere of the gym heightening her already intense emotions for wonyoung. y/n didn't have a right of feel this way, to act as if her love meant something when she herself didn't mean anything to wonyoung anymore.
"she's not my girlfriend."
still, wonyoung was a past that y/n would live over and over again if she could.
yuri, who hadn't been listening much to whatever the hell was going on, scanned the team as they gathered at the bench. she could see yujin clear as day. the girl looked taut, obviously frustrated but keeping sane.
"damn it." yuri groaned, fishing out a thousand won bill. "jimin's not on the bench."
"told you that ass wouldn't show." alex took the bill out of yuri's hand, smirking lightly as she high-fived aeri.
"wait a second." chaewon took a closer look at wonyoung, noticing some... odd shadows. "are those hickeys on wonyoung's neck?"
all of them: rei, jiwon, yuri, minju, chaewon, alex, and aeri, glanced at y/n. most of them already knew what happened, being told one way or another. it was just funny to focus on the evidence instead of the truth.
"what?" y/n covered her neck. it felt hot, a blush creeping up. "what?"
minju rolled her eyes, turning her gaze back onto the sea of blue. she was proud of y/n decision. it just took her by surprise that the younger girl wasn't jumping at the chance to get back with wonyoung.
ever since she's known y/n, she was always wonyoung's. her l/n y/n. minju's impression never changed, even when y/n was with jimin.
the stands across from them moved in unison. it looked like an optical illusion, their blue shirts, sweaters, and face paint making it hard to distinguish one from another. the only thing minju could differentiate from the crowd was the cutouts of the yonsei players.
the crowd moved to stand as yonsei's captain began to speak.
almost immediately, minju's eyes shot to the top left, a hidden corner that no one would notice. that is, if they stood up.
minju nudged yuri from beside her, gesturing to where she was looking at.
they could see it, them. a pair of bored, hatred-filled eyes stared into the court, into wonyoung while another scoured through suma's stands, searching for something.
jiwon followed their gaze, landing on the couple(?).
"is that jimin?"
rei rubbed her shoulder as the younger kim flinched at her own words, not used to the lack of formality. it wasn't that jimin deserved respect, of course not. she knew that jiwon was too nice for her own good.
maybe that's why she loved her so much.
"with her hand on minjeong's waist? yeah." yuri muttered, huddling closer to the kim's and away from y/n. she didn't want to remind her of jimin, after all. "that freak is insane."
minju looked at her girlfriend, the reminders of what she and jimin did lingering. she told no one what she woke up to the night after they confronted minjeong. she didn't even tell chaewon.
even though she deleted it, the videos were still engrained in her mind. it was a copious amount of videos, all of which she watched through.
she knew that her and chaewon weren't together then. minju knew they had technically broken up. yet, as irrational as it was, she just wanted chaewon to wait for her to get better.
she shook her head. minju didn't want to think about that, but would rather listen to her girlfriend's conversation.
"so," chaewon smiled at y/n. sue her for being nosy. "since you and wonyoung have matching love bites, i'm guessing that means you two are back together?"
"no." y/n shook her head. "we aren't."
"huh?" yuri's head perked up. y/n, like always, never updated the group chat when she needed to. granted, yuri was throwing every threat under the sun at minjeong at any given moment, but she would've paused to catch up with her friends. "that's stupid as hell."
minju elbowed her. "yuri."
"what?" yuri glared at her friend. "those idiots love each other."
y/n burned a bright red once more. her love was plain as day, as clear as snow. it burned proudly, even to the point where it was willing to consume anyone in its way.
"it was my decision." y/n wasn't gonna let it burn wonyoung, not if she could help it. "i wasn't gonna put wonyoung through all my hurt."
"you two could've worked through it, like me and yena."
"maybe." y/n looked onto the court, smiling as wonyoung goofed off. she hadn't been like that since the beginning of freshman year. "but i'd rather miss her than hurt her, even if it's by accident."
minju looked at chaewon.
oh.
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wonyoung didn't know how long that stupid ball had been up in the air.
it hadn't even reached the first kill, yet somehow, yonsei had managed to get a rally going. their libero had managed to barely receive chaeryeong's jump serve, giving suma a free ball.
gaeul immediately knew that wonyoung wanted it. she could feel her demeanor change, but it was something she's never seen before. it was ravenous, just like jimin had been. wonyoung seemed to have the sharpness that she's always lacked, the ferocity.
yet this was different from jimin's.
the ace was bound by her rage. her obsession with being the yoo jimin, of having something to prove to her dad everyone weighed on her like chains.
wonyoung seemed free.
gaeul set the ball.
it was too high. her nerves got to her. the lack of yujin's presence, of her lover and of her captain, got to her. she felt it the moment the leather left her fingertips, her arms too taut. the numbness turned cold as her fingers buzzed.
still, wonyoung somehow managed to reach it.
the ball rocketed, nearly straight down. it hurled and before wonyoung could blink, yonsei's libero managed to get under it, tossing it up into the air.
another free ball, in favor of suma.
yet again, they did the same thing. this time, gaeul had set up yunjin.
received again.
a setter dump.
received again... and again, and again.
suma couldn't keep the energy up, and soon, by sheer exhaustion, the ball was spiked out of bounds by wonyoung herself.
she could practically hear jimin taunting her in the crowd as the whistle blew. the chants to her left got louder, the sea of blue ridiculing her.
wonyoung took a breath.
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they weren't losing too badly.
after the first set went to yonsei, suma managed to bounce back with two in a row. although close, 25-23 and 27-25 respectively, a win was still a win.
unfortunately, yonsei had switched to a different setup. from all the footage they had watched, yonsei had never fully committed all their best defensive players at one time until now. they had always been known for their attack, even with their amazing defense.
they had managed to lock wonyoung down, always ensuring that three blockers were in front of her at all times. somehow, they jumped higher than before, but that only meant one thing to wonyoung.
she had to jump higher.
still, it took an entire set to adjust, to find her rhythm once more.
2-2, suma and yonsei tied.
wonyoung listened to the ball as one of the yonsei players (one she's sure gaeul had hooked up with multiple times) dribbled, getting ready to serve. the outside hitter glanced at the score, sweat dripping down her neck.
29-30, in favor of yonsei.
she glanced back onto the ball, digging her feet into the ground as a loud smack permeated the crowded gym. wonyoung's heart was pumping, her nerves somehow more tired than her legs.
the ball went over her head, straight into haewon's arms. she could see the bruises starting to form on her teammate's forearms.
she felt sluggish, yet she still took a step back. her feet were firmly placed on the attack line, arms back and ready to jump.
gaeul, despite the soreness accumulating in her shoulders, set wonyoung a bit higher than usual. she knew that she could reach it, that she was willing to. wonyoung wasn't gonna go down without a fight, even if that meant ripping her muscles apart.
wonyoung slams her hand onto the ball, feeling it rip through yonsei's trembling hands.
it was perfect, it should've been, but that stupid libero, the one that always seemed to bait out wonyoung's most powerful spikes, reaches out for it. it barely touches her flat hand on the ground, sending the ball flying on the very edge of the net.
both sides watch as it threatens to fall. both sides pray for a break, for a second to gather their thoughts. they want - need - it to drop on the other side.
the ball tips, and everyone scrambles to get it up.
but they were too tired.
the whistle blows, and a heaviness enters wonyoung.
29-31.
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she'd never tell the girls, but wonyoung had fun losing.
of course, she'd prefer to win. all the pain and hard work made it worth it, and she would've loved to hold the trophy up with her teammates. sure, it would've been made of cheap plastic, but at least it was shiny.
still, the lack of expectation: a place without her parents' watchful eyes, without yoo jimin hounding her for every mistake she made...
wonyoung had forgotten how fun volleyball could be.
(she also forgot how emotional it could get. an example: hanni currently crying in the change room as coach seulgi tried to console her.)
wonyoung stepped out of victor's hall, trying to ignore the stares that some of the suma body was giving her.
"unnie!"
wonyoung turned around, a slightly shorter girl, one with the same smile as her, approached. she carried a baby blue banner, her face plastered onto it haphazardly.
'go wonyoung-unnie!'
she smiled, waving at the older woman with puppy dog eyes that followed behind her.
"hyunseo." wonyoung hugged the younger girl, warmth spreading through her chest. "you came."
hyunseo nodded, waving her arms animatedly. "yeojin-unnie managed to convince our parents as long as she gives me a good word to snu's dean."
"of course they did." wonyoung smiled at yujin's sister. "hi, unnie."
"hey." yeojin patted her shoulder. it was weird seeing wonyoung look so grown up. "great game, wonyoung. i'm sorry that you lost."
surprisingly, wonyoung wasn't as upset as she thought she would have been. she was used to the guilt and incompetence brewing in her stomach, but whether it was the joy of her baby sister watching or the fact that she was still reeling from the goodbye with y/n, wonyoung didn't know.
"it's okay." the volleyball player shrugged, ruffling hyunseo's hair. hyunseo pushed her off. "we would've won if the circumstances were different."
"yeah, if yujin wasn't getting in random fights." yeojin couldn't believe her little sister. "where is that loser anyway?"
"with her girlfriend."
yeojin paused. yujin never mentioned a girlfriend before.
"she didn't tell you?" wonyoung tilted her head as she wiped her face. "gaeul-unnie-"
"kim gaeul?!" yeojin's eyes widened. her nearly failing, jock of a sister was dating the daughter of two of the most renowned lawyers in korea? "how the hell did yujin manage to pull her? she's got the brain of a mutt! yujin's gonna water down her brain cells!"
wonyoung didn't want to agree (but deep down she did). "yujin-unnie's gotten better, i think."
"whatever." yeojin shook her head. "where are they?"
she blushed, not wanting to think about the fact that they were most likely in some stall a mere ten meters away from them.
"just, um..." wonyoung cleared her throat. "give them a moment to themselves."
"oh."
hyunseo looked at her older sister curiously before wonyoung shook her head. hyunseo was bound to learn it in school if she hadn't already, wonyoung was not about to teach her.
"wonnie."
wonyoung spun around at the speed of light. her brain registered the voice before she did, but she didn't mind. she'd never pass up an opportunity to not speak to y/n.
"y/nnie?" wonyoung grinned, her heart fluttering. "hey."
she wondered throughout the game whether y/n was watching. after all, she had never missed one of wonyoung's games. granted, she was dating someone on the team, but wonyoung had the right to be a little delusional.
it didn't help much now, though. they both knew it was over (for now).
"you played amazing." y/n handed her an ice pack. "for your knee."
some things never changed.
"right." wonyoung grabbed it gently, awkwardly holding it as hyunseo pushed past her.
"y/n-unnie!"
hyunseo had met y/n a couple of times, wonyoung introducing her as her 'friend'. she wasn't stupid, she saw the heart eyes they gave each other, and the subtle hand holding.
"hi, hyunnie." y/n squeezed her lightly, pulling back. last year, hyunseo was only a centimeter taller than her. now, she was nearly wonyoung's height. "wow... you've gotten tall."
"i have." hyunseo smirked, glancing at her older sister. wonyoung rolled her eyes. "the doctors say i'll be taller than wonyoung-unnie one day."
"i can see it."
the actress glanced at wonyoung. even after everything, y/n couldn't help but notice how adorable the taller girl was.
"hyunseo, me and y/n are gonna talk, okay?" wonyoung looked at yeojin for help, the older ahn nodding and ushering hyunseo away. "i'll meet you guys out front after."
"okay."
hyunseo gave her one last hug before wonyoung moved her and y/n back into victor's hall.
y/n stared at the ice pack, the athlete leaning against the wall as it melted in her hands.
"you played well," she whispered, fiddling with her fingers.
"you say that every time." wonyoung could feel the water forming inside the bag, albeit slowly. "we lost, y'know?"
she didn't know what she was talking about anymore, but it certainly didn't feel like it was volleyball.
"i know." y/n smiled, and she felt as if this was the last time she would ever smile at wonyoung. "but that's not on you. you did your best."
her best didn't get her the girl back.
no matter how hard she tried, so many things were out of her power. she didn't have control of how people perceived her, of how people felt about her. she couldn't control her teammates' conditions, nor their injuries.
in some way or another, she was always gonna be imperfect.
"did i?"
she hoped that somewhere in the future, she could live with it.
"you did." y/n was always so sure of her. she never doubted wonyoung in the ways she doubted herself. "you did amazing. you're amazing."
the actress looked into her eyes, watching her as if she were an old video. a tape that she finally found once more after months of searching.
the air tasted bittersweet. it smelt stale, and sweat clung to both their backs like the lingering hope they both felt for the future, for them.
it was familiar, wonyoung's red sweater, y/n's loving smile.
maybe wonyoung needed a break from familiarity, too.
"y/nnie, why are you here?" her voice came out scratchy, her throat parched from both nervousness and exhaustion. "i thought you said no to us dating again."
the ice pack continued to melt, wonyoung's hand stinging so cold that it felt warm. the trophy case reflected her image, her eyes clear as they looked back at her.
her gaze moved back to y/n, tiredness tingling up her spine.
she was sure y/n could feel it too.
"i just wanted to cheer you on one more time." for the last time, they both knew. "give you ice for old times' sake."
wonyoung felt something different wash over her. it wasn't heartbreak, she had felt that before, nor was it love.
it felt like... gratitude. that wonyoung was grateful for y/n, for teaching her how love felt like. for hurting her, for loving her, for hating her.
it felt like the end.
"thank you for the ice, y/nnie." wonyoung smiled. "i'll see you around?"
"around sounds nice."
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sl-vega · 5 months ago
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ʚɞ UPCOMING WORKS
↳ a list of all my upcoming bluelock fics this month! (i may add more) so let me know if you wanna be tagged in them, I won't tag anyone directly in this post due to tumblr's limitations, but i will take note of your user, i will still check if tagging you is possible and i will let you know if there are any issues with tagging you, also if you change your user right before one of the fics comes out, please let me know. everything here is first come first serve! (not that i think any of the taglists will get filled up)
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❀˖° SCARY? MY GOD YOU'RE DIVINE
╰┈➤ pairing(s): Itoshi Rin, Hiori Yo x [GN!] Reader
In which your boyfriend hates the way he looks due to his uncanny resemblance to some of their family members that they aren't exactly fond of, but you're here to assure them that they're perfect just the way they are.
(3/30) taglist: @/hellothere9597, @/zestyseggsydaddy69, @/peepeepopoooo
ꨄ︎ FAKE THAT LOVE!
╰┈➤ pairing(s): Itoshi Rin x [FEM!] Reader, Shidou Ryusei x Sae Itoshi
rin's older brother is coming back from college just in time for the itoshi family's thanksgiving dinner, and with a boyfriend in tow, so naturally, like the spiteful little shit he is, he decides to get you to pretend to be his girlfriend to one up sae. (tldr; rin is petty, so he gets his friend that he may or may not have feelings for to be his fake girlfriend, and family shenanigans ensue
(2/30) taglist: @/hellothere9597, @/peepeepopoooo
༘⋆✿ BOY CRAZY FOR A CRAZY BOY
╰┈➤ pairing: Shidou Ryusei x [FEM!] Reader
being rin's childhood best friend, you've naturally grown fond of his older brother, sae, a sentiment that you've carried far into your adulthood like the hopeless romantic you are (much to rin's dismay) so after practically begging the poor boy to set you up with his brother, he begrudgingly agrees. but what happens next when you arrive at sae's apartment, only to find his crazy roommate? and what happens when you start to fall for him instead?!
(1/30) taglist: @/peepeepopoooo
𝜗𝜚 FIRST DATE FOR THE SECOND TIME
╰┈➤ pairing: Karasu Tabito x [FEM!] Reader
after karasu accidentally ghosted you without explanation after leaving for bluelock for a few months, it's safe to say that you assumed he dumped you. but what's worse is that you suddenly see him on tv playing in the blue lock vs u-20 match. but suddenly, after traveling to shibuya to take your mind off of him, you happen to run into the same stupid crow that broke your heart again. but part of you wants to try again with him, so will ya' give him a chance?
(2/30) taglist: @/peepeepopoooo, @/eloniezv
✿-INEFFABLE BUREAUCRACY-✿
╰┈➤ pairing(s): Itoshi Rin x [GN!] Reader
campaigning season has come to an end, and with a heavy heart, you had to accept the fact that you lost the student council election to the ever so lovely rin itoshi, but during lunch, your former rival pulls you aside for a personal matter. now what ever could it be? (or in which two so-called "enemies" get over themselves and finally realize that they could be more than just rivals)
(3/30) taglist: @/hellothere9597, @/zestyseggsydaddy69, @/peepeepopoooo
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ CAFE CRUSHIN'
╰┈➤ pairing: Karasu Tabito x [BARISTA!] Reader
after the recent Blue Lock 11 VS Japan's U-20 game took the world by storm, a certain Karasu Tabito had caught your attention, not that you're expecting anything to come from your little crush, there's no way you'd actually meet him in person,....right? spoiler alert!: turns out that you do, and now you're face-to-face with your so-called celebrity crush, and your co-workers aren't helping that matter
(2/30) taglist: @/peepeepopoooo, @/eloniezv
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wraithdance · 1 month ago
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Pet me, please [3/?] (Kate Laswell (& wife) x Reader)
CW: graphic depictions of sex, toxic kink/poly dynamics, reader and Kate's wife has vagina/clit, not infidelity per say but some other pre-negotiated gray area between Laswell and her wife, women being down bad and gay for real and not for play. Note: hehehe trying to get out of writers depression so this one is for my pookies @fairyboygenius and @simon-rileys this is truly nasty so sorry in advanced lmao
Kate's wife follows you on Instagram.
It’s been a month since Kate left you in the alleyway. Since she left from your life like a ghost in the wind, going as far as to change her number when you’d tried to dial her for a third time.
Your roommate had found you curled up in a ball just outside your bedroom door where you collapsed as you listened to the automated voice nail the coffin containing your heart shut.
I’m sorry but the number you have dialed is no longer in service, please hang up and-
You’ve cashed in on all your vacation days to let lovesickness take you under. You think you’d hallucinated manicured nails running across your scalp, the feel of entangled legs and the nip of teeth across your nipples.
Of course the only tangible thing available is the scratchy comforter sewn by your grandmother and the feel of your own too short fingers reaching for that spot inside you that glowed like amber when she touched it.
You’d been reaching for that place inside you again when you got the notification, the bundle of nerves inside your cunt your last remaining link to the woman with sensible hair and a hidden smile. The video of the porn actress that held an uncanny resemblance to the older woman that cut you to the quip plays on, but you don’t notice despite the heady sounds of her eating cunt like a fiend starved.
The actress’s suckling and moans meld with yours inside your darkened room, while you’re driving into yourself with curled fingers. You beg the cruel image of Kate from behind your eyelids for release if you can’t have her.
“Pleasepleaseplease, I’m sorry, please just let me cum, please I’ll be good just let me cum, I-”
PING.
The wave that could have been your first orgasm in 4 weeks dies out a quick death. The too bright screen of your phone stings your bleary eyes as you blink frustrated tears away.
a.laswell: Hi love… I’ve been thinking of-
You’re sitting up in your bed so quickly you nearly give yourself whiplash. Your shaking fingers take multiple tries to unlock your phone to view the half preview of a message from Instagram.
Your breath comes out into a stutter when you verify the profile of the smiling face beauty is real. You could never forget the taste of her cum or the strawberry scented body wash lingering at the sparse hair on her public mound, much less can you forget her face. Or her wife.
The follow request she sends is only pending for two minutes before you accept, following with your own request. She accepts within thirty seconds.
You feel like a gluttonous and fattened thing as you greedily scroll through picture after picture. The dinner selfies, barely there swimsuits, the glimpse of a soft hand on tanned thighs in a car…
The parts of their lives you were only given a brief access to. Just a taste of ambrosia beneath your tongue before left to starve off the addiction on you’re lonesome.
Kate’s wife sends another message as you sob quietly into your stained sweatshirt.
‘Pretty baby are you there?’
With a raspy breath you click the message thread wiping fallen tears from the temper glass. Her previous message stares at you with the follow up. Her declaration of missing you. Of thinking of you. Of asking to see you again. Alone.
You hate yourself for not hesitating to say yes.
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Kate’s wife is a vision in a too short sundress. It’s pink with bows and tassels that make you feel alien and unsexy in comparison in your cut off jeans and old college t-shirt. She smiles though nonetheless, placing a kiss on the edge of your lips before sitting down on her mattress. She swings her legs, flexing her toes out until they nearly touch the hem of your pants. Your hands twitch at your side, attempting to not touch her.
You’d begged her to meet anywhere but the coffee shop, the first place she’d suggested. You couldn't stand the look of judgement from your maternal aunt who was also your boss. You couldn't tell the her the reason for your sudden vacation especially after having given you a job when you'd been laid off from your corporate position.
Kate's wife had agreed not to meet up at the shop, instead inviting you to her home, encouraging you when your breath caught on the other end of the late night phone call.
“It’s okay, Kate’s overseas for work pretty baby. I promise. it’ll just be us, I just want to talk.”
You wanted to believe her badly. So it's why you stand before her with socked feet sinking into the plush carpet. Waiting for something. anything.
She's just content to stare at you, blinking delicate but long lashes as she takes you in. The gloss on her lips is shiny, a darker nude than the one Kate had worn when you kissed her last. It makes tears spring up in your eyes.
"Mrs. Laswell-"
"Angel." she smiles at your frown like you've done something cute. Like a pet who'd done a silly trick for a treat.
"I know Kate told you no names but you can call me Angel." you're watching her now. Wanting to believe in your heart this olive branch is being extended so she can mend the hole in your heart.
She, Angel, smiles prettily at you. It's disarming enough but still makes you want to fall to your knees and worship at her altar. She stands, reaching for your hands and steps into the personal bubble posing as a fortress around you.
"She told me what happened and I wanted to say I'm sorry. I thought she explained better about how we... work. Had I known I would have never..." she trails off but you find the thread and yank. hard.
"Never would have dragged me to your home and fucked me?"
Her eyes are sharp. You can see what Laswell sees in her to make her a wife in the way she cuts you down without words. Her beauty and dissatisfaction makes you feel like a sinner beneath her gaze.
"It's okay if you're upset with me- with us, but fucking you is not something I'll ever regret. Don't make what we did feel cheap."
She trails acrylic tipped fingers up to your clavicle, skirting past the valley of your breasts and the small bulge of your old ratty bra, to grip your throat.
De ja vu hits you like a semi truck.
Instead of cruel words Angel leans in to kiss your jaw and throat leaving sticky residue behind.
"I missed you," she nips at your throat, "I don't want us to stop seeing each other." with a gasp you pull away to search her eyes.
"Kate said she was done, I don't understand what's happening."
Angel pouts. You hiss when she cheekily plucks one of your hardening nipples right over the school emblem on your shirt.
"Kate and I play together but I get lonely sometimes so I'm allowed to play when she's away. I want to keep seeing you." she looks demurely at you tangling her fingers between yours and you suspect you might actually be communing with the devil.
It's something you have even more certainty of when you find yourself on your back as Angel titters while she slides your shorts and underwear off your body. The first glide of her tongue nearly sends you careening off the bed.
She parts your sex over and over gathering slick from your soaking cunt. When she catches your eye as you whimper she sticks her tongue out obscenely to show you the sticky cum she coaxed from you on her pink tongue. The ball of her tongue piercing is a heart shaped diamond.
Angel demands you fuck her face as she spears inside you with the pink muscle, careful to not cut you with her nails as she spreads your cunt open for her leisure. It doesn't take long for you to soak the mattress beneath you or wrap your hands around her carefully styled tresses to pull her closer to where you needed her.
You can't help the mounting tears or anger as you rock your hips and placing your soaking cunt into her mouth without abandon. She felt so good sucking your clit and begging you to pull her hair harder. But it wasn't fucking fair.
When you cum on her tongue twice in succession the anger makes you sick. Angel's pussy drunk and humming in happiness when you smash your lips to hers. You bite and pull aiming to hurt but she takes everything you give her, begging for more.
Pull harder baby, I can still taste your pussy please one more time, sit on my face.
You don't give her what she wants. Rage blackens the corners of your eyes and sits at the tight grip you have on her as you maneuver her on her marital bed. You make eye contact with Kate's photo in her wedding picture as you spread her wife beneath you and press the seal of your cunt onto hers.
Angel cries out at the first rock of your hips and moans loud and keening gasps on the third and fourth when you give her what she needs and grip her throat. You don't look at her even when she begs you to. Your eyes never leave Kate's eyes in the photo.
When Angel cums she reaches between you to rub frantic circles on her clit to prolong her orgasm. She yelps when you disconnect from her suddenly and sobs when you plant an open handed slap to her sex as she clenches around nothing.
It doesn't take her long to cum again when you plant open mouth kisses on her cunt and lap away at your combined slick. She's pushing your head away as she squirts with tears streaming down her face. She doesn't say anything when she curls into the fetal position as remaining tremors wrack her body. So you don't say anything either.
You're stuck with clenched jaw as you listen to her shift off the bed and into the bathroom after some time. She turns the faucet on but not quick enough to hide the low tones of Kate's voice when she picks up the phone.
It wasn't fair. You get nothing, while they have each other and you as well.
While Angel is in the bathroom you dress quickly with jerky movements. You're sick to your stomach by the time you've taken notes of the achy feel of your cunt from missing the stretch of angel's tongue and the scratches she left behind. Before you leave you block Angel on instagram and knock over the wedding portrait on the night stand.
They didn't get to have you and each other. You weren't a fucking dog waiting for petting.
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suusoh · 5 months ago
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would be funny, if Nina had a gf, and due to Johan's tendency to see him and nina as the same, he'd drop by casually, disguised or not, while nina is away. What's wrong? Nina is him and he's Nina! There's no complications with kissing him! You're basically kissing his sister! (Eaten ask)
your brain anon...........like EXACTLY. exactly. God this is sooo hot and weird which is johan's brand. He is karl marxing the fuck out of his sister's girlfriend. What do you mean "meet my girlfriend"? You mean meet OUR girlfriend. right? (tw: nonconsensual kissing, yandere)
Could you imagine bidding your girlfriend, Nina, goodbye after she spent the whole evening at your place? You whine and beg her to stay longer, clinging onto her, but she rolls her eyes playfully and insists she has to go.
She gives you a loving parting kiss on your lips, then plants even more– on your nose, cheeks, and finally your forehead– before she reluctantly pulls away. Any more, she jests, and she won’t be able to leave.
"You know I hate leaving you like this," she laughs softly. "But don't worry, I'll make up for today once my exams are over. Okay?"
She gives you one last final kiss before finally leaving, waving at you as she walks down the street.
You sigh and close the door, already missing her.
You really love Nina, but sometimes it feels like she doesn’t have much time for you. You understand she has her exams, a part-time job, and aikido training, which doesn’t really leave much left for you. Still, you can’t help but feel a bit greedy, wishing she’d at least dedicate a part of her to you. You're her girlfriend, after all.
You sigh one last time. No use.
She’s already spread too thin, and you know if you tell her your concern, she’ll worry and try to double her efforts to make time for you. No way in hell are you going to give her any more stress in her life. Although today was just half a day together, you're grateful. Even if it left you unbelievably craving, aching for more…
You hear a soft knock on your door. Is it Nina? Did she forget something? Oh, your prayers have been answered. You just wanted one more second with her. You open the door immediately, an excited smile on your face.
"What did you forget this ti-"
"Missing me already?"
You freeze, standing dumbfounded. In front of you is not, in fact, your girlfriend, but a tall, blonde man smiling softly at you.
"I'm… I'm sorry. I don't— Do I know you?" you ask, trying to stay cool. He must have the wrong house to ask something like that so proudly. You’ve never met him before.
His smile doesn’t falter at your question. He continues looking at you, his eye contact unwavering.
"You do." he answers, calmly leaving no explanation, still smiling softly.
You’re getting nervous. He keeps staring and smiling at you. You try to get a good look at him. Is he a mutual friend? An old classmate? A person you pissed off once? You’re at a blank. Though… the more you look at him, the more you notice how similar he looks to… to your… what the hell.
Why does he... look... a bit like Nina?
No. You chalk it off. He just has blonde hair and blue eyes, and the fact you’re missing your girlfriend terribly doesn’t help. But even then, their facial features strike a matching resemblance. It’s a bit uncanny.
You let out a nervous laugh and smile sheepishly at him. "Look, I’m really racking my brain here. Have we met before? I’m really sorry if I can’t recall…"
You give him his cue to introduce himself, to remind you who he is, to be offended at you forgetting—anything! He’s just standing there, staring down with that same smile. Your eyes dart around, seeing if this is a prank. A small uneasy pit forms in your stomach.
A beat passes by. You still wait for his reply.
You can't help but start feeling creeped out. Stupid. Always ask who’s there before opening the door. Just ask him what he wants with you and get it out of the way.
"Hey uh, I-"
He kisses you, his lips softly crashing against yours, hands gently cradling the back of your neck. He’s not forceful, but his hold is steady. You squirm and try to break free, but he quickly shushes you and holds you closer, entrapping your lips in another long kiss.
You think of quickly think of biting him, but he gently pulls away right before you can go through with the thought. His hands come up to tenderly cup your face, his thumb softly brushing against your cheek as he looks at you.
Your vision begins to blur from your tears, your legs wobbling from the fear of the situation.
"I don't know you!" you practically scream out. Your desperation kicks in as you continue to panic. "P-Please. please. please. I'm sorry. I don't know you. I don't… I don't… please… I-."
You cry softly, pleading with him. He just continues cradling your face in his hands, looking at you with that godawful eerie smile. He leans back in, slowly murmuring,
"Shh…"
He continues peppering kisses all over your wet cheeks. "You do know me," he whispers, kissing your nose. "And you know I need to make it up to you," he says, kissing your forehead. He hums softly and leaves another final chaste kiss on your lips.
"And you know I hate leaving you like this."
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Random Hogwarts Legacy Boys Headcannons
Just bc I wanted! I'll post one for the girls later
♤ Sebastian Sallow ♤
• doesn't play quidditch, but was very good at it, much to Imelda's dismay. She fought hard to blackmail convince him to join the team, with no success;
• Is a night owl by heart, and if it wasn't for Ominis at Hogwarts, and Anne at home, he would lose much of the morning. However, feels he lost the day if he wakes up around midday;
• Has an expansion charm on his trousers pockets, makes it easier to smuggle some books from the restricted section;
• He'll never admit his feelings for MC, but still didn't realized his feelings for her are way too explicit. He can't shut up about how brilliant she is, Ominis can't stand to another night of his rambles about her. MC and Sebastian are clearly the only ones oblivious to his feelings;
• He and Solomon had a good relationship before he went to Hogwarts. His uncle taught him fishing and gardening, and that it a very fond memory for him. Another reason of why he resents his uncle so much;
• Hates the fact he is the spitting image of his father. Despite having a good relationship with his uncle before, Sebastian truly believes that his uncanny resemblance of this father is one of the reasons his uncle can't stand him;
• Is a fiery Sagittarius, his birthday is on december 14th.
♤ Ominis Gaunt ♤
• Plays piano like a god, almost like the keys are an extension of him. He pours his soul when playing, and makes everyone fall in love with his skill;
• His mother is desperately trying to stay close to him, sending many letters, begging to professor Black to ask Ominis to talk to her. But he couldn't forgive her for forcing him to torture muggles, and she's not sorry for it;
• Is hopelessly in love with Poppy, but doesn't know how to even start a conversation. Sebastian finds out and they make a bet on who will marry first (remember this is 1890-1900);
• Despises crowded spaces for obvious reasons, he can't distinguish the sounds and he gets dizzy, might even throw up. Someone must save this boy and bring him to somewhere peaceful, please;
• Is a romantic by nature. You may think Sebastian is flirtatious, but Ominis' simply a natural! The first date with Poppy, arranged by MC, ended with "It is much of a regret not being able to admire your face right now" Poppy turned red as phoenix feather;
• Has a sweettooth. You'll find him in the kitchens stealing cakes and candies, and he always have one in his pockets for when he gets anxious or overwhelmed;
• Is a lovely Gemini, born in May 30th.
◇ Garreth Weasley ◇
• His love for potioncrafting begun when his mother fell ill, and a St Mungus' potionist crafted a potion for her in front of Garreth. When his mother recovered, he knew that was exactly what he want to work with;
• Is a social butterfly, and is on for any gossip you may hear. Him and Cressida always have the hottest gossips;
• One may think that professor Weasley favours her nephew, but is quite the contrary. She demands and exceptional behavior from him, and grounds him for literally anything. But he loves his aunt very much;
• Adores to sing, but is very keen about it. His Gryffindor friends always get him drunk enough to sing. Garreth is the life of the parties;
• Is very aware of the uncanny resemblance with Sebastian, and boy they do take advantage of it. Isn't uncommon for them to trade school uniforms and transfigure their haircolor to avoid detention or enter locked spaces such as the restricted section or Sharp's office. Garreth even saved Sebastian's pittyisome grades in Potions once, and ever since, professor Sharp begun suspecting;
• Secretly fancies Anne, and may Merlin forbid anyone to discover. Was very preoccupied when she didn't showed up in the 5th year, asked his aunt casually and he's trying to figure it out some potion that might cure her curse;
• The boy is a proud Pisces, born on april 3rd.
◇ Leander Prewett ◇
• Oh, he's a bullied bully. Being the 4th son of the Prewett family, he tried to find a way to get attention, and unfortunately, it wasn't the best way. But he has a good heart, trust me;
• And he's trying! He's not an excelled student, but he tries very hard, he just haven't found what really makes him shine;
• Was once very close to Amit, but in his quest to become popular, being friends with the boy obsessed with the stars stained his record (in his mind, because no one actually cared). Amit was very sad for their strained friendship;
• Is incredible at linguistics, the boy can speak any language possible, and secretly loves to study foreign languages. Professor Ronen always praises him for his perfect pronunciation in Charms;
• His older brother is his greatest inspiration, as a very famous auror working abroad in France. Leander trully wants to excel in every subject that will make him a great auror, just like his brother;
• He did apologized to Zenobia for his bullying in his 7th year. Little did he know that she found that way too adorable for her own sake and pride;
• He despises astrology, as the good Aquarian he is. Leander was born in february 9th.
◇ Lucan Brattleby ◇
• the mind behind Crossed Wands is a highly skilled duelist. Before MCs arrival, he and Sebastian held the second and first place respectively. Their rivalry and friendship was well admired;
• His greatest dream is to become the head of the auror department, just like his grandfather once was. He thinks that he will eventually fight with Sebastian for that post, little did he knew that his friend is not interested in the auror career;
• Oh, if Sophronia knew how much he fancies her... He's the only one that truly listen to her trivia for hours. Lucan actually studies for her quiz, only to make her proud of him;
• Is definitely Professor Hecats favourite in his year. She decided to tutor him by the end of the 6th year;
• Loves creatures, you can see him petting the Puffskeins and Kneazzles in Creature's;
• Here comes another problem for Madam Scribner... Out of the 5 times he broke in the restricted section, she caught him twice. "I was just looking for a book about offensive spells", she swears she heard that before...;
• This is one a spicy Scorpio, born in october 30th
♧ Amit Takhar ♧
• We know he's interested in gobledegook, but after Lodgok, he never touched a book of the language. Poor thing;
• Much yo Everett's dismay, Amit owns a broom! And he's a very good flier, despite his insecurity. MC and Everett are helping him to trust his own skills;
• Still misses Leander very much, but wouldn't accept his apologies, he's very proud and knows how to stand his ground when needed;
• Amit's family came from India during the Regency Era, and he visited the country a couple of times. He's not very fond of the heat, but the night sky stole his heart, the many stars he has never seen... Breathtaking!;
• He follows rules, but breaks into the Astronomy Tower way too many times for professor Shah liking. However, she was very torn to send him to detention or not. She did, twice, to make him learn to follow the rules. Needless to say it didn't work until she threatened to lock him away from the astronomy tower;
• Loves to watch quidditch matches. He considered the tryouts for the Ravenclaw team, but he was way too scared of the bludgers (and I totally agree with him);
• He's a sweet capricorn, born in January 16th
♧ Everett Clopton ♧
• The best flier in the school, sorry Imelda. But since he doesn't own a broom of his own, he never got the chance to beat the Slytherin captain;
• Professor Kogawa pity him, and considered gifting him anonymously with a broom, but she's too correct. If he gets a broom, she must give one to every child in the school!;
• Is a prankster by nature, but can be cruel sometimes. Teamed up with Ominis once to lock Duncan in the Puffskein cage. A very gruesome friendship between him and the Slytherin was formed that day;
• He's an incredible artist as well, every single one of his parchment is covered with drawings. The professors tend to scold him for it, but secretly adores to see his drawings thriving. Professor Weasley encourages him to keep with the hobby;
• Was the first to perfectly cast a corporeus Patronum in DADA during the 6th year, besting Sebastian and MC. His Patronus is a deer. (SORRY, he's my Hogwarts Legacy version of James);
• Still tries to get Imelda off her tracks with his pranks and teasing, and she loses every time. He loves to have her attention, and understood why close to their graduation. Officially started courting her a few months after Hogwarts;
• Another Sagittarius, but this one was born in december 2nd.
Another boy to make headcannons? Lemme know :)
And sorry for any mispronunciation, english is not my first language
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