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so many iwtv gifsets that I can't bring myself to reblog cause yall cannot get the captions right
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im so addicted to the loumand fight scene in s2 episode 5 like it hasn’t left my brain since i first watched it. “align it with ursa major louis’ tri-annual FUCK OFF and find me!” “DULL dull dull NIGHTS dull WEEKS dull MONTHS dull as FUCK suffocation by the worlds softest, beigest pillow” (imitating louis) “oh its so hard to be me! its so haaard to kill humans!” (bad armand accent) “i’m the vampire armand and my daddy vampire groomed me into A LITTLE BITCH” “my daughter was my sister was my throw pillow when he wouldnt look at me kindly” “lestat lestat lestat lestat lestat lestat lestat lestat” “i talked shit about him the whole time!” “THE NAME. the name unuttered in our home for TWENTY THREE YEARS. said over and over again till it was pounding in my brain like a hammer” “she didnt love you! not like he did, not like i have.”
#assad zaman#jacob anderson#the actors you are#interview with the vampire#iwtv season 2 episode 5#don’t be afraid just start the tape#louis de pointe du lac#amc iwtv#armand iwtv#ldpdl#loumand
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when i met you in that hotel room ₊ 𓂃 venti / barbatos
🧁♡: afab!reader. reader works at angel share (lets pretend its a hotel lol) maid!reader. needy!dom!venti. consent kink. cunnilingus. pnv. mating press. slight breeding kink. pretty much fluff !! slight self loathing from venti... (he ain't been getting action and he feels old.)

staying in a room at the angel share, after buying a whole bottle of dandelion wine, venti sighs to himself in contentment. observing his land outside the window, admiring in his thoughts how that maid looked delivering his drinks to his booth about thirty minutes ago. the maid outfit looked so sinfully beautiful on you. it had been... ages since his last rendezvous esque relationship. desperate, he called himself. not that he looked old but after being thousands of years on teyvats warm shores you grow slightly unaware of things, mostly due to cutting himself off from such relationships. not that he doesnt desperately want one.
calling up service to his room, knowing it will be you. his body aches, this form becoming slightly uncomfortable. he sees your silhouette as you open the door, smiling sweetly he bids you to come in. "is there something you need, sir?" you ask kindly, an underlying gruffness to your voice. sweet thing. so precious. so overworked. must you trouble yourself with such things in a place where freedom reigns? he asks you in his head, not voicing his thoughts. "hic! i would.. hic! like some.. room service, dear maiden- hic! unngh" hiccups, he curses. maybe he has drunk too much.
he leans up on the bed with his elbows, patting with his hand beside him, looking up at you with his pretty emerald, with light greens and azures mixed in them eyes. you question, before sitting down beside him, the slightly short outfit riding up your thighs. as observant as venti is he is quite aloof to certain things, but never this. he thanks himself, reminding himself of his status, he shudders. this girl, was a mere mortal. how could.. how could he possibly be so unwavering towards her, so needy. wishing her hands were undoing his corset. his belt. his shorts. anything right now would save him from thinking so much!
his voice slightly heightens, his eyes trail down your body before looking up into your eyes again. "have.. hic!" he cuts himself off cursing the hiccups once more. he reaches out his hand, holding it towards her. as you take it, he pulls you down a bit onto the bed. "hic! you.. hic!... sweet maiden grown a match of poppies and cecelia's, my dear? you are so incredibly sweet." his words like honey, yet with a bit annoyed tone. he needs something to get rid of these hiccups! his charm!
his eyes lake over your pretty face, admiring your features. swallowing softly, hopefully that will take them away, pushing a strand of your hair out of your face. "does this feel right, my sweet flower? have i stepped to far, please, indulge my questions with your answers, whatever you need or want, i shall give it" no matter how badly he wants you. deciding now if you say get off me or, no, then he wouldnt be upset, how dare he even if he was, having just the one moment will suffice lifetimes. your softness, your face close to his, his hands able to caress yours, and your pretty face. he wants to whine. the sensations feel as if they did the first time.
you give him a shy nod, your mind and heart race. you need to go back, to clean, to do your job. but.. the way he looks at you. the way he talks to you, the way he touches you. like you're a piece of crystal, a jewel. you watch him softly, your breath hitching as he grows closer. his hand trailing down your thigh. his eyes glazed with lust and something slightly calm, and content. his fingers start making patterns on the flesh of it. "may i kiss you, sweet flower? please hear my heart for what it needs is something so delicately beautiful as you"
another nod, his words fill you with ache. no man has ever given such bold advances to you, as he kisses you his lips move against yours, making you feel light headed. his want his need is excruciating. how many years has it been since such a feeling has made him lightheaded. his hands trail up to the swells of your hips gripping them with his fairly soft hands. you're soft, delicate, and utterly gorgeous. almost sinfully he adds in his head. how long has barbatos been without shame in this very moment. not caring if others heard you outside the hotel room. or him.
whenever you get the courage to move your own lips against his, he whines. he's vocal and he's not afraid to show it, gripping your hips harder he slightly moves more on top of you, not breaking the kiss. his lips more feverish. his face hot not just from the alcohol but the slight recoil of embarrassment. afraid if he might continue he might just make a fool of himself. he whines before pulling away from the kiss seeing your eyes flutter open at him cutely, makes him longing for more. "you taste divine dear. i simply cannot get enough of you." his voice gruff, his eyes feel hazy. glazed over with something more than desire. "may i continue, beautiful girl? ill love you with care my sweet flower" he says, promisingly.
"i.. yes.. yes please" your own body is hot, the maid outfit suddenly uncomfortable. dear barbatos forgive me, you say in your head. hearing him chuckle. "ah. sweetheart, dont trouble yourself with asking for forgiveness. not when this is so right" he kisses down your neck, prying your thighs open softly, his hips grinding now against yours. "ah.. dearest me, even such small stimulation you feel amazing." saying through the kisses. he bunches your skirt up, his fingers playing with the hem of your panties, before digging his nails into your hips. grinding harder.
"hnngh.. how could i possibly let go of this.. feeling.. nngh!" he whines, biting at your neck. sucking harshly. hearing your small gasps, he kisses back up to you jaw. "y.. you're so sweet, my flower. unngh.. ahnn.." his hips buckle, his face grows hotter. wanting, needing more. "such a pretty face, a gorgeous body.. nngh.. ah- just like that" he whispers, moving a bit faster. able to feel his length through the soft and sensual grinds. he takes a deep breath before looking down at you. "im going to remove this pretty outfit, maiden, is that okay? may i?" he asks eagerly, his hips halter.
"yes.. please. please. no one has ever made me feel this way" you gasp out, you panties already slick with desire. whining a bit at the lost of the friction, you push yourself more up against him. he chuckles a bit, getting a ego boost. admiring how thirsty you are just as he is. he slowly pushes the maid outfit down your gorgeous body. seeing your lacey garments, connecting with your thigh highs. he bites his bottom lip before grazing his hand down your hips, to your ass. squeezing the flesh.
"how sinfully beautiful those look on your gorgeous skin. so soft, so pretty." he kisses your tummy. his hand squeezing at the flesh of your hips again. his head moving down to your thighs, pushing your navel to make you lay down all the way, you push up on your elbows to watch him. kissing your inner thighs, eyeing your pussy, such a delicate things. kissing your clothed cunt softly, before looking up at you seeing you gasp, he smirks, a slight chuckle vibrating against your clothed mound. he pulls down your lacey garment, down your thighs the thigh highs still on. after finally getting them off he looks up at you once more.
"mmm, such a pretty, pretty flower you have my dear maiden. may i?" always asking for consent, always considering you first. you nod impatiently. he nods, his breath warm against your pussy, before licking softly, prodding your folds open. his eyes rolling back, ah how he's missed giving pleasure to a woman. he presses your hips more to his mouth, licking the labia softly. using spit to coat more of your glistening sex as he sucks on your delicate cunt, using his jaw to give more friction. slurping your essence, you're so new to this. new to how such things work, but fuck. the way he looks up at you while he does it.
after awhile his ministration's don't stop, he needs to make you come first. he whines against your pussy, slurping lewdly against it. sucking your pretty clit, your hips buckle. gasping. "oh.. fuck! there.. there.. ah!" you cry out, feeling his lips suckle faster making you see white. your hands instinctively gripping his hair pushing him, as your back arches and hips buck, your slick coating his lips and tongue. you gasp for air, as the feelings subdue. a whine to your breathing, your elbows aching as you fall back all the way, your legs shaking.
"mmm.. absolutely luscious." he licks his lips. pushing up on his hands crawling back on top of you. kissing your lips, tasting yourself as he moves his tongue into your mouth. the sensual kiss making more blood go to his aching cock. roughly pushing his shorts down, making his dick slap against his tummy, removing his corset and top, cursing at himself. why does he wear so many layers, fuck. he lifts your legs, pushing them to your chest, holding them with one hand, stroking his cock softly. "anngh.. you look angelic. my little flower, is this what you want? please. i need to fill your pretty pussy up, so... bad. nn.." his hips falter, getting even more aroused by his own words.
as you consent, you cover your face. feeling his other hand move down to spread your sensitive cunt apart, rubbing the tip softly against it, he whines. not able to take it anymore, he softly pushes against warm and tight channel. his eyes roll back, his other hand still holding your legs up, before his other grabs your hand, holding it softly. "oh.. fuck!" he breathes out, his hips going in slow thrusts, but needing to go faster, needs to breed this small pussy. gods, how badly has he needed this, fuck. he looks at you, pulling away from holding your hand grabbing the other on your face. "shhh... sweet cecelia, dont hide your pretty face."
he starts going faster, his face contorts, his braids move rapidly, as well seeing your breasts move with each thrust, makes his insatiable need grow. he whimpers, gripping the flesh under your thighs again, being slightly sloppy. "hnngh.. fuck.. you're so.. so gorgeous my windblume, im.. mmm.. feel s'fucking good.. so good" his insistent compliments and feverish thrusts of his cock, makes you feel crazy. his words, his body, his touch, everything about this man was.. so.. good. so so good. no one has ever made you feel this way. you whine, looking up at him, your mouth parted as you breath in gulps of air, breathy moans making him ache. needing to see you come on his cock, needing to see your face as he fills you up. needing it, craving it.
".. ah! please please.. s-shit!.. ah.. oh fuck.. gonna.. gonna breed you.. gonna.. fuck! make this pretty flower all.. all mine..!" he grumbles, positioning his hips harder, before whining feeling your pussy gush and tighten around him making his thrusts sloppy, he falls on top of you. still gripping the muscles under your pretty thighs. he hears you gasp, feeling your nails into his shoulders suddenly as your cunt flutters around him, your slick gushing down at each press of his cock. "ah! ohh.. please, please please!" you whine, before it turning into cute mewls.
fucking hell, he liked that. oh he needed that, he pushes your knees up more, going deeper, feeling your velvet walls clench as the lasting moments of your orgasm hit you, he whimpers his hips faltering once more before picking up the pace again. "holy.. hnnghh... my pretty cecelia.. im.. nngh.. im.. gonna.." he pushes his face in the crook of your neck as his hips grow sloppy, his cock throbbing as fills your pretty pussy, feeling it bulge your cute tummy. he whines, panting against you.
"f.. fuck.. fuck.. fuck.. mmph! filling you up, so." thrust "good, nngh.." his climax subsiding, still tenderly thrusting inside you, as he catches his breath he looks up at you through his lashes. "my sweet, gorgeous flower." he says softly, giving you small kisses now. before catching his strength to slightly lift up, brushing your glistening hair from your face. having a content smile on his face, he cups your chin seeing your fucked out gaze, assuming he has the same look. "don't you look exquisite, so, so pretty. sucha good girl. my pretty windblume" he giggles, squishing your face. bending down once more kissing you, a soothing lullaby to your exhaustion.

ᑦ꒰ྀིྀི ྀྀི꒱ᐣ ©pawinpersu 🍩 please dont steal repost or translate.
♡an: omg this is the longest small fic ive ever done, i locked in. LOLL.. hope u all like it :3 for @astronomerzin
#🍭𓂃 ࣪˖ pawinpersu#🍪🐾♡ ྀི𓂃 ࣪˖ diary#venti#venti x reader#venti smut#venti x fem reader#genshin impact venti#genshin impact smut#venti/reader#venti / barbatos#barbatos venti#genshin venti#venti x reader fluff#venti x you#venti x y/n
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why, pray tell WHY must these fucking writers not commit to the best ships ever. the makers of arcane clearly have no qualms about portraying gay people in an unrestricted manner, so WHY didnt they commit to jayvik. im genuinely so puzzled at this point.
its one thing when you have a ship like destiel that was accidentally written into homosexuality by a homophobic network, i at least understand how that ship came to be and why it never went fully canon. but JAYVIK??? for a ship with so much fucking evidence and chemistry and content to work with, made by clearly progressive writers, i have no goddamn idea why they wouldnt just make it CANON at this point. i have confidence that the writers could have made a well written love triangle between mel and jayce and viktor, truly. i am by no means a mel hater, love that queen, but him and viktor just have so much more fucking chemistry.
as we know at this point, the animators did a great job making all the characters super expressive and detailed. that being said, there are some scenes that i cannot imagine were made while thinking viktor and jayce had completely platonic feelings for each other.
i cant find the gif rn, but that moment in episode 3 of season 1 when mel finds them trying to break into heimerdingers lab and after she walks away jayce looks all happy and viktor looks at him and back at mel and then looks like he wants to OFF HIMSELF?? idk man personally thats not how i would look if someone had just very kindly covered for me doing illegal shit. that was gay and there was no other reason for him to do that. so WHYYYYYY animate it like that in the first place?
tl;dr: im just genuinely confused as to why the writers wouldnt make jayvik canon when they have all the reason and resources to
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eeee i love your writing!!! could i get chilchuck comforting a crying reader (who's normally very bubbly and happy)? Bonus if they're crying bc they think their feelings for chilchuck are unrequited 🫣
Thank you kindly dear anon, i hope your day is going well and that you have rested well and ate well.
Chilchuck was never good with emotions, both his and other peoples. He kept his own emotions hidden so as not to appear vulnerable. And when it came to other peoples emotions he was fine with the positive ones...but quickly became awkward when things turn negative.
In fact he might be the worst (well second worst possibly) when it comes to dealing with emotional issues. So when he walks in and sees you crying he freezes up like a deer caught in the headlights. Its such a foreign sight to him he wasnt even sure if he was seeing it right.
You have always been such a bright cheery person, No matter the situation you were always the one that had the biggest grin across your face telling everyone its going to be ok, to not give up and push on. That was one of the things chilchuck liked about you the most, even if he would talk about how a situation was impossible or that it was to dangerousm you were always the one reassuring him that things were going to be ok. He never said it but it really meant alot to him, usually he would just ignore it or blow it off but he knows deep down it helps him more than he lets on.
He stares at you sobbing, wide eyed for a few moments before quickly making his way over to you. "WOAH woah hey Y/N hey hey its ok! its ok, whats wrong are you hurt?"
He says quickly sitting down beside you putting an arm around you instinctually. He normally isnt one to get physical when it came to comforting people but it was just something he did before he even realized he was doing it.
"Im fine...im just stupid..a stupid stupid idiot...an idiot that should have known better" You said through tears before breaking into sobs again, chilchuck looked around awkwardly before pulling you into him to cry, he sat there patting your back trying to comfort you as best he could. patting your back and repeatedly saying it was ok softly.
Eventually when you finally manage to calm down he wipes away some tears from your face before speaking up. "Now tell me whats going on? what do you mean know beter?" You want to tell him the truth, it had been eating you alive for days and days now. But tonight you realized what the actual truth was, and it was to much and broke you to pieces, it was a truth you had tried to ignore but couldnt and it broke your very being. You dont want to tell anyone about it, let alone him...but you know he wont let you hide away and pretend like this wasnt happening. so you take a deep breath and speak.
"im sorry chilchuck...i know this is going to make you feel awkward...and i know..i know you dont feel the same way.....but i like you, i REALLY like you...i care about you more than anyone else. and i know its stupid and i should just get over it but...it hurts.." you admit to him, not even looking at him, With how you feel right now your sure you wouldnt want him seeing your face right now. He didnt say anything, he only stared wide eyed at you. You should have known this was how he was going to react, you know how he felt about inter group relationships so you know he wouldnt want any part of being with you. However your miserable thoughts were interrupted as he pulled you into a tight hug.
"hey dont talk like that...if there is anyone here thats an idiot its me. I do care about you, I really do. You mean alot more to me than you realize, and you help me stay sane down here." He says squeezing you tight, you sniffle softly as you cant believe what your hearing. "Im not great with emotions...both dealing with other people and my own. Whenever you would be so positive and cheery it would make me genuinely happy, but i didnt want to get to attached so id play it off or something but genuinely you have helped me so much down here. I also have....other reasons on why im so hesitant to show emotions that im not ready to talk about just yet...but i do care about you...in fact i think i might like you the same way you like me. I just struggle being open about things you know? i should have been honest with you and open about my feelings back...that way you wouldnt have to deal with this. Im sorry, But to make it up to you, once we rescue falin and leave the dungeon why dont i take you to dinner?"
You couldnt believe what you were hearing, he had feelings for you to?! you couldnt believe it, you could feel yourself hugging him close as you smiled into his shoulder. "That sounds great, id love to."
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Heyyy, love your writing (fuels my transmasc gremlin brain)- I was wondering if you could write a Drabble or Fic, reader is a member of 141, good friends with everyone else, yatatata. Reader recently found out he has a terminal illness, beginning to act careless on missions & stuff. Simon is readers best friend, already knowing something was wrong about reader.
Maybe some confessions & smut? if not it’s completely okay, you’re the writer here!
ps: may i pls be the 🌻anon?
OMG! my first emoji anon. yes, you can be the 🌻 anon!
(didnt knew how to add smut here, sowwy)
simon isn’t dumb, he noticed you changed. you always offer to be in the front of the line, always rushing into action, pushing people down when bullets fly your way, putting your body on top of them to protect them. he has grown mad at your behaviour, tired of telling you to stop being so wreckless.
"i'm fine, it’s just a cut."
"just a cut, are you dumb? seriously. how many times have i told you to stop acting like you are inmortal?" his voice is loud, his boots hitting the floor as he paces around the room. "stop acting like you wanna die."
"well, i am gonna die."
"shut up. you wont on my watch. i can't, i wont allow it." you sigh and stand up, you knew he wouldnt make it easy. price knew, of course he knew, he was your captain after all, and you had asked him kindly to not tell the others, you will do it eventually.
you grab his hand gently, making his pacing stop, his concerned and angry eyes look at your. "simon..." you whisper softly. "what?" your other hand grabs the hem of his mask and pushes it up. "i am gonna die. i have a terminal illness..."
you look into his face, his eyes scan you, his chest starts to raise and lower heavily and he shakes his head violently. "no, no. tell me you are joking... please, say it's not true."
you hug him, and he melts into your arms, his whole body shaking, his hands gripping you tightly, maybe if he holds you close enough you wouldnt leave him.
"why didn't you tell me? why... i could have... why?" his face stays burried into the crook of your neck. "im sorry, i coulnt bring myself to do it. you know i love you, right?"
he lets out a sigh and nods his head. "please, don't throw your time away on the field... i wont be able to survive that... i love you..."
and thats all he could say the rest of the night. "i love you" like a chant, like a plead to the universe to spare you and let him be happy for once.
#ghost x male reader#ghost x reader#simon riley x male reader#simon riley x reader#simon riley angst#ghost angst
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Good morning, Pickle.
Please kindly consider this Ayato request: Your spoilt and pampered sister who has always destroyed every marriage prospect you have isn't happy that Ayato chose to marry you instead of her. So, on your wedding day, she has her servants destroy your wedding kimono as a fit of petty jealousy.
Please also kindly take as long as you need with this request; I have no qualms in waiting. Furthermore, by no means feel obligated to prioritize this request over your other requests.
lovely ☆ ayato

CHARACTERS: ayato x f!reader
SYNOPSIS: your sister seems to be upset when she finds out that you and ayato are engaged, so she casually ruins your wedding
GENRE: fluff 💿
W/C: 1.4k
C/W: cussing, betrayal, scissors, and physical touch (let me know if ive missed anything!)
A/N: OMG MY FIRST REQUEST AHRGHDSHH im currently working on your other request @sailorstar9 so just hold on tight! ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
your sister is your everything, from the moment of her birth, when you held her in your arms you just knew you had to protect her until the sun and the moon collided, no, even after that you have to protect her. you thought all of the compassion youve shown your sister would help her bloom to be an elegant young lady, but has instead grown into a carrion flower.
your sister is certainly a bitch from time to time, but maybe it's because she doesnt have any suitors that truly love her, on the other hand you do. only an imbecile wouldnt want to be your lover, youre charming, funny, loving, intelligent, and beautiful. it could be out of jealousy that your sister had ruined your relationships with men who want your hand in marrige.
one day, you were having a fancy dinner with ayato, his family (plus thoma), you, and your family, when he suddenly got down on one knee and held out a ring with a fat diamond to you. you obviously accepted his proposal, and everyone in the room applauded for the two of you, except your sister.
for the next couple of months of your engagement with ayato, youve noticed that your little sister has become, well, bitter. her state worsens more and more the closer that the date of your wedding day approaches.
the week of your wedding day has finally arrived. the first gift youve received is from ayaka; you open the gift, you laid your eyes on the most beautiful kimono that has ever been made. the embroidery is truly one of a kind, the floral patterns was simply gorgeous, and the hair ornament looks so delicate that even the softest gush of wind could shatter it into pieces.
“oh my— ayaka this is beautiful…” youre at a loss of words, “im glad it’s to your liking,” ayaka responds with a sweet smile gracing her lips. “i will make sure that this kimono will never know what a blemish is,” you tell her solemnly, she giggles, “i wish i could talk to you longer, but im afraid that i have unavoidable duties to attend too,”
you bid ayaka farewell. you close the door behind you, you place the kimono back into its box and store it safely away. oh how you cannot wait to tells your friends and family about this gift, especially your sister.
when she heard about the news of your kimono that descended from celestia she threw an entire fit, one more immature than a toddler’s, but she does have her manners and did it once you had left the estate. her servants were comforting by her and calming her down, until one suggested to, perhaps, ruin the kimono?…
now that this idea has been implemented into your sister’s brain, nothing could lure it out. during the days leading up to your big day your sister has been ordering scissors so sharp that it could leave a scratch on the geo archon’s shield. your sister had selected her most loyal servants fit for the task to to shred your beloved wedding kimono to pieces.
your big wedding day is finally here! your bridesmaids are helping you get ready, they took you to the bath first, leaving your bedroom unattended.
the servants took this opportunity to sneak into your sleeping chambers and rummage through your things, looking for your kimono. after some time, one had found it; calling the others over, they started to get to work.
the embroidery now looks like the handwriting that belongs to a toddler, the floral designs had certainly seen better days, and the ornament is now smashed into pieces. the kimono now looks like the ghost from the ring would wear. your sister’s servants, pleased with their artwork, placed the kimono back into the box and storing it where they first found it.
you hear something scurry away, you open the door to see nothing. you shrug it off, “ladies, would you please bring my kimono? it’s in that box over there,” your bridesmaids nod there head, one of them grabs the box and places it on your bed. you open the box to find your kimono in a strange state.
your eyes widened in horror, you wanted to cry but you were in too much shock to do so. your bridesmaids were just as terrified as you are. the maid of honor instantly sent out two ladies, trying to order another kimono in such short notice. the ceremony is soon, you want someone to comfort you, but not the ladies with you. your sister? not a good idea, ayato? yes. but, hes busy.
you tell everyone to get out of the room, not wanting to shed tears infront of them, "but y/n, the wedding is soon, we cant afford to waste time, especially now." you acknowledge this for a moment, but with no dress you cant have the perfect wedding youve always dreamt of; besides the ladies cant get another kimono in time. "out. i already told you, get out," they cant do anything but put their heads down and listen to you, they exit the room one by one.
after the last one shuts the door, the tears fall down your face, you cant help it, you really cant. who did this? who would be so cruel, so jealous, so petty to do this? not even the tsaritsa would be this evil. the only person you know of who would do this is,
your sister?
how can she be so cruel?… but, jumping to conclusions is never good for anyone, and even if she did do this, it couldve been out of jealously.
.....
oh FUCK THAT SHIT, she just ruined your wedding for archons sake. you look at the clock. oh archons. the ceremony had started, but who cares, even a trash bag looks better than your wedding kimono.
tears are continuously rolling down your face, like a river that will never stop flowing. your sniffles are quiet, but it is the only rolling that can be heard in this room.
…
ayato is standing there at the alter, waiting for the love of his life, but she never shows up. worry suddenly floods his mind, what if something happened? he excuses himself and rushes to find you.
your sister sees him dashing towards her. have the archons finally answered her prayers? “oh ayato! i knew you would come to your senses sooner or later!” she exclaims. ayato, a bit disgusted, brushes her off and says politely, “i love y/n dearly and im currently searching for her, do you have any idea where she might be?”
one of your bridesmaids is running towards ayato, “over there ayato! quickly!” she shouts and points from across the room, unable to catch her breath. ayato nods, running towards where you are.
he slams the door open, “y/n—“ he cuts himself off when he sees your glossy eyes, tears falling down your face, your sniffles and breath trembling. “oh ayato,” you walk to your not-so-soon-to-be-husband and embrace him. the wet stain on his shoulder slowly growing.
for the first time in a while, ayato is genuinely shocked, hes seeing his lover upset, crying, and he cant do anything about it. “my love, whats wrong? what happened?”
you point to your bed, ayato takes a look and sees why— he and ayaka spent hours searching for a dress thats one of a kind and meant for you. his eyes widen a bit then relax again. he places his hand on the small on your back and rubs it in small circles.
he comforts you by saying, “i am beyond lucky to have you as my bride, even the most expensive jewels cannot be compared to your beauty because you outshine all, so please dont be too upset about this matter. i will find a dress made in celestia just to please my wonderful my darling.” he kisses your temple and pulls say, his face looks a bit more eerie now.
“your sister, right?” ayato asks you. “i think so—” ayato cuts you off, “i’ll cut off that bitches head as soon as possible, dont worry y/n.”
:)
A/N: this was VERY rushed but i hope you still enjoyed it ૮ ⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ ·̭ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝ ྀིა
imagine a plot twist where the sister is in love with you lol (i dont write incest)
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Hi can I request Matt x reader
The reader and her friend are going to one of the boys show.They do the meet and greet and the reader talks to Matt.she is really shy but the more they get to talking the more comfortable they are together.Later on the the boys the boys are on stage and one the challenges is singing.They have to pick someone they met earlier and Matt picks the reader.He remembers her saying even though she is shy she loves singing.In the end the reader ends up winning for Matt’s team and he asks for her number.Lots of fluff!!
STAGE FRIGHT - m.sturniolo
warnings: none
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if someone told you a couple of months ago that you would be standing in line to meet your favorite youtubers, you’d probably laugh. not only was it difficult to get tickets, but it seemed impossible to you since they were also expensive.
but that all changed when your best friend surprised you with two tickets to one of their shows.
which is why you’re hear. standing in line, minutes away from meet the three boys for the meet and greet portion, hands sweaty, and fidgeting every second. “you good?” you’re friend asked from behind you, clearly noticing how you couldn’t stay still.
“yeah, im just a bit nervous.” you said while sipping on the last of your water. “don’t worry me too.” your friend laughed as she pulled out her phone. “let’s take a selfie before we pass out.” she raised the phone and snapped a pic of you both smiling.
a couple of minutes passed and you were at the front of the line. you had brought your fresh love hoodie hoping you could get signatures from them all. after the last person had went it was now your turn.
you walked up to where the boys were standing, giving them all individual hugs. “hey, i love your guys’ videos.” you said while smiling to which all three of the boys greeted you kindly back.
“thanks, how are you enjoying the events so far?” matt responded as chris and nick had taken your hoodie to sign. “it’s fun, im most excited for the singing portion though.” you said, remembering how the boys listed their events on their group instagram account.
“oh really? you sing?” matt asked as he got passed the hoodie to sign from chris. you nodded and took the hoodie from him once he was done. “yeah, here and there.” matt only smiled before standing off to the side so you guys could take a group photo.
“so you’ll stick around for the events im guessing?” matt asked when the photo was over. you gave him a quick ‘yes’ before you had to leave.
around an hour had passed when the meet and greet ended. the boys had now moved to the stage to begin more activities.
“so first up we will have…a singing competition!” nick announced into the microphone. the crowd of fans cheered before he continued. “so matt, chris, and i will pick on of you guys to do a song with us and you guys will vote on who did better.”
“alright lemme pick.” chris said before running across the stage, looking onto the stage. he pointed to the person of his choice and she was brought on stage. nick had done the same and his partner was on stage with him. “okay matt its just you left.” chris said into the mic.
matt glanced around the crowded and his eyes landed on you. “this girl told me she could sing at the meet and greet so i would like her to come up.” he said while smiling.
you nervously looked around for a second. not sure if your ears were playing tricks on you or not. but eventually you snapped out of it and made your way to the stage.
“okay, lets start this!” nick said as he looked to his partner. the two groups had picked their songs and let out some..interesting vocals. after a couple of minutes it was you and matt’s turn.
“what song should we do?” matt asked as he turned to you, moving the mic so it wouldnt pick up the conversation.
you shrugged and thought for a bit. “maybe one of the girls by the weeknd? it’s a good song for a duo.” matt agreed and went on to tell everyone your suggestion.
the song started and you could feel your palms literally forming pools of sweat. matt went first and everyone found it amusing. near the end of the song it was your turn. matt handed you the mic and you went on to sing the rest of the lyrics.
the crowd cheered once you were done. you could see your best friend screaming from where she was standing. you turned to see the reactions of the people that accompanied you on stage.
“we are so cooked.” chris yelled into the mic while laughing. “this has to be unfair.” nick argued.
“you’re really good.” matt said ignoring the chaos his brothers were causing. you could only smile while thanking him. if he only he knew how much that meant to you coming from him. “okay i think we clearly know who the winner is right?” matt asked the crowd to which they all erupted into cheers again.
afterwards, the guests were asked to go back to their seats but as you made your way down stage, matt stopped you shortly.
“hey.”
“hey.” you responded back, a little confused. “could i maybe get your number?” the brunette asked while fumbling to get his phone out his pocket before pointing it towards you.
“oh, of course!” you said while taking his phone to type in your number. “can i text you?” matt asked when you gave him back his phone.
“i mean you have my number don’t you?” you retorted. matt only laughed and nodded before running back up the stage. leaving you, shocked at what just happened. actually, shocked at what’s been happening throughout this day.
little did you know a few other fans were watching this interaction. videos of you surfaced a lot of platforms, even some of you and matt’s private interaction.
there was no way matt would forget you now.
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A/N: im sorry this was so late. I was in boston for spring break and i just wanted to relax for a bit. i hope you liked this <3
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On live
you and tom, its like set in 2023, no hate to heidi but you and tom are married you are back up singer for bill in the band
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You place your phone down on the coffee table a vase holding it up write as you sip on your tea you just made you glace and some of the questions beings shown on the screen and most of them talking about where tom was you intentionally ignored it until bill asked where he was and when is “lazy bone ass” would get up little did bill know you and tom where getting into a bit of a heated make out sesh before bill started spamming you say shit like how you two need to come on and how the people need to see ALL of tokio hotel even tho gustav is never on/online.
“I am here ladys and gentlemen” tom says in a sing-song tone a complete difrent contrast from before when he was groaning about having to do another live. He slides beside you and moves his arm to be around you neck resting his hand on your opposite shoulder he answers a couple questions and gentely sqeezes your shoulder you look at him and his eyes greet your then look down you follow his eyes and see hes looking and his harden crotch (idk what else word to use ) his eyes flick back up to the camera as not to draw attention to the problem he has, you look back at the camera aswell but slowly move you hand closest to him to slowly palm him through his sweats. After as few miniutes you inch your fingers closer to his waist band grabing both his sweats and boxers and try to pull them down tom fakes and streach and lifts his hips a little bit just enough to get his pants down but not enough for the camera to see his goods.
You look at him as a silent way to ask if he was okay with you doing this and he look as ready as anyone could be for this activity his eyes swimming full of lust you grab him and slowly pump him uo and down tom still talking to the other members and gustav and georg kindly joing the live so tom being more quiet is not as noticed. You spread around his pre-cum around his cock and stroke him faster and see toms breathing speeds up and his hand shake a little bit his hand go to the simble for the filters and he swipes giving him new fliters every second you giggle at some of the funny ones so you didnt look too distracted by what you were doing with your hands.
You had been doing this for a while now you two had almost been caught when bill had to repeat to tom a question, when tom did answer the first noise he had made was a groan before quickly saying what bill wanted to hear “what was that groan from tom aye” georg raising and eyebrow with a questioning look in his eyes “oh just feeing a bit ill georg no need to get worryed over little ole me” tom says ending the sentence with a chuckle hiding his groan as his cock throbs more frequently sending a message that he was close to cumming . He leans forward and places his hand over his mouth to muffle the groans that are getting louder you stroke harder and tighter going faster you hear a loud groan come from tom and you down to see cum leaking out and lading on the sides of the table and on his sweats you look at toms face and see his eyebrows knitted together and jaw clenched tightly. You look at the screen sending a look off pity to them for tom “___ is tom algs” bill asked “yeah, i think he really not feeling well so sorry that we have to end the live on our part, i feel like tom wouldnt be to happy to see edits of his vomiting over the camera” you chuckle before exiting the live
“Jesus christ, how did we pull that off” tom says panting between breaths trying ti even out his breathing “yeah ik i think georg might of caught on thank god he didnt say anything else tho” you giggle at toms exspression “we should do that again” you say thinking bout it in your “yeah, sure your the one that gonna cum tho i dont think i can do that again” tom sighs with a smile on his lips.
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Umm for cradle robber Bruce how did they start dating??? I’m sure she had to really plead with him but he eventually acquiesced? Also how does he act with a partner so much younger than him? Like super patient and kind and gentle??? Thank you feeding me
ooh so i did touch on this a while ago where i said smth abt them meeting at an event and they started talking and then exchanging numbers at the end of the night. they would talk quite often and i think that reader actually made the first move to ask him to go to some bar or wtv and after that they started to hang out a lot more.
when reader started noticing that shes caught feelings i think she would be a little more open about her flirting whereas cradle robber!bruce was all about pushing down his feelings. cus how would people react to him and her dating?? hes like twice her age, perhaps even older. i think that whenever reader gets a bit touchier/flirtier he'd shut it down quickly and politely, especially in public.
heres how a piece about reader confronting bruce about their feelings (trying not to use y/n so bear with me):
over the past couple of weeks, it had grown clear that bruce and his new friend had developed mutual feelings for each other. it was evident in the way that bruce no longer discouraged the hand on his bicep, the flirty comments, or the hugs that lasted too long. It was evident in the lingering looks he gave her, especially when he thought she wasnt looking. but every attempt that she made to talk about it, he would give a smooth chuckle and quickly change the subject.
the pair were now seated on a vintage sofa in one of the lounge rooms at wayne manor, a fire crackling steadily. the young woman thought that now was the perfect time to try and bring up the touchy subject again - perhaps the drinks that bruce had poured them had made him relax a little. she set down her drink of choice, moving slightly to face him, "Bruce?" he looked down at her, encouraging her to continue. "Please dont change the subject, i have to know. Do you have feelings for me?" she said, a little uncertainly. the man let out a deep sigh, setting his own drink down before hesitating. "I...We shouldn't be talking about this, its a ridiculous ques-" he murmured before she cut him off, "answer the question."
bruce's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Despite myself, yes. yes i do. And i know how you feel about me, but it doesnt mean we need to act on it." his last few words made her eyes widen. "Why not?" she demanded, and leaned towards him. "You know why. The public wouldnt take kindly to a couple like us."
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idrk how the rest of the scenario would go butttt yes im sure reader would be pleading and borderline begging bruce to reconsider. obviously he would and the rest is history. I think that bruce would treat her with the utmost respect and kindness, and would be gentle and understanding when he remembers.
aaaa anyways im back from writers block so if u have asks abt cradle robber!bruce wayne, please shoot me an ask <3
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Chapter 1| The Sully Family
Warnings/notes: Like i said basic avatar shit, italics = Na'vi and jakes monologue, also i’m currently writing both this and the first movie, have fun reading lovely’s
side note about y/n: she has white hair, and has a close connection the the creatures and life (including her kids) around her and she can feel their emotions and pain
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"The forest of Pandora hold many dangers, But the most dangerous thing about Pandora is that you may grow to love her too much."
You take your aim at the viper wolf a few feet away from you as you pull the string back it gets caught on your stomach causing you to have to readjust your form letting the arrow fly through the air with a grunt.
you walk back to the village with your pray slung over your shoulder upon entering neytiri runs up to you "where have you been?" she then notices the viper wolf slung over your shoulder "you were hunting?! what about the baby? is the baby alright?" she says trying to turn you and check for any wounds or signs that you got hurt.
you hissed and slapped her hand away "im not a baby, im an adult, and i may be pregnant, but that doesn't mean im growing weak im strong enough to take care of myself and my baby," you say angry with the way she was treating you since you became pregnant shes been treating you like a baby "i think of my child all the time its the first thing i think of in the morning, if i want to hunt ill hunt, now if you'll kindly move out of my way" you say walking past her.
your mother came from behind neytiri "you've made her angry" neytiri let out a irritated sigh "she was out hunting without thinking of the baby" your mother smiled at her daughter "y/n is perfectly fine, if she wants to hunt let her, she doesnt want to feel like a burden to anyone just because shes pregnant, she has a strong spirit and strong willed, she'll do what she wants and no one will be able to stop her" she said smiling at neytiri.
"even while pregnant y/n wouldnt listen to anyone at all, not even me something about that made me love her even more."
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"Lie si oe Neteyamur, Nawma Sa'nokur mìfa oeyä, Atanti ngal molunge Mipa tìreyti, mipa 'itanti Lawnol a mì te'lan, Lawnol a mì te'lan" (I experiment Neteyam, To the great mother inside me, You brought me light, New life, new goal, Great happiness that is in my heart, Great happiness that is in my heart).
you sang holding a woven line with beads in your hand slowly moving your fingers across every bead, singing a different story which each one your fingers touched.
"We sing the songcords to remember, each bead, a story in our life, a bead for the birth of our son" the whole clan in the forest standing in a circle, the same way they did when jake become on of the people jake was in the middle holding your son in the air, your arm on jake while your other hand was being held by your mothers.
you watched as neteyam was lifted in the air being welcomed as one of the people you smiled at the sight "Neteyam" and the rest of the Na'vi repeated.
"Zola'u nìprrte', ma Kiri, Ngati oel munge soaiane, Lie si oe atanur, Pähem parul, ti'ongokx ahuta, Lawnol a mì te'lan, Lawnol a mì te'lan" (Welcome, Kiri, I experiment the light, A miracle arrives, a born comes to me, Great happiness that is in my heart, Great happiness that is in my heart).
"A bead when we adopted our daughter, Kiri" you and jake stood on one side, while norm stood on the other side of the glass tank that held graces avatar watching her stomach grow throughout the months "born of graces avatar, a daughter whos conception was a total mystery."
"A bead for the first communion with Eywa" you, jake and the rest of the clan were at the soul tree everyone's singing voice filling the air around "The people say we live in Eywa, and Eywa lives in us," your mother connects neteyams queue the the tree as you look over and smile "the great mother holds all her children in her heart."
"Ma Eywa, ma Eywa" you finish singing as you stood up to put the songcord back in its safe place, jake looks at you lovingly as you stop singing.
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your sitting down with kiri and lo'ak as jake holds neteyam as if he was toruk flying above pandora "Happiness is simple," you flap your arms as if you were toruk flying around your kids "but who would've thought a jarhead like me would crack the code" jake watched as kiri and loak followed you.
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your whole family is laying together you telling the story of how you first met their family the kids smile and watch you talk with interest in their eyes "when i first met your father i was trying to kill him, he was to loud, and he acted like a baby not knowing what to do" you tell them.
they let out little laughs, not believing that their mother would've tried to kill their father "it was love at first sight." as you all sunggled close to go to bed, while you laid there awake wondering about these dreams Eywa has been plaguing you with, there was fire and destruction, the sky was dark full of smoke and ashes, you felt the emotions of the creatures around you, pain and sorrow is all you felt from them.
but you didnt let those dreams bother you, but it was always there replaying in the back of your head, if the sky people did return and there was another war you would fight to protect your people and the people you loved, but this time your kids would be involved and that thought scared you,
only Eywa knew about what was to come and she was warning you of what dangers were lurking around the corner.
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HIII! The ask box finally decided to work for me- 😭 I have a few questions....again.
Have The Archivists faced any dangerous threats? (Not including the Titans)
Can Archivists been born from a Gamma ray Burst and not just a KiloNova?
Have the Archivists ever considered the existence of other Cosmic beings from different dimensions?
Does The Wayfarer still have the skull of the extinct species?
How old is The Anatomist? (Are they in the 100 thousands or maybe in the 1 million range)
Would they attempt to help Climate change, deforestation, humans driving animals to extinction, just planet destroying stuff in general on Earth?
All lot of questions- Sorry about that. 😓
I have no clue what the issue with the inbox is. Some of the asks also disappeared when I know for a fact I got them and was planning to respond later. But glad this one survived. Gotta say, it's a rapid ask fire, so I'll short-answer them
1. So yeah, there aren't many things that can hurt them, but celestial beings can damage each other. Encountering other children of the stars is rare, but if that happens, and it's difficult to predict what a semi-conscious mass of magic decides to do or another far more unstable collector, but they havent seen them for a long time. As for non-physical threats, at this point, they are mostly desensitized to mortals, but that's also something they found out: how bad people can be when they are scared of someone, like Belos with no remorse throwing Collectros disc to be forgotten. I'm pretty sure if he could ensure more to control a pretty powerful power source he would even if that powersourse was a kid and I dont belive he was the only person to ever have this approach
2. Maaybe? In my version, children of the stars are born from events where a big release of energy and magic occurs. Kilonovae typically release energy of 10^41 to 10^43 joules, GRBs typically release something around 10^44 to 10^48 joules. I think it would create a celestial being, but I'm not sure if it would really be a collector or rather some other celestial creature that is simmillar but not the same. I'd like to think that collectors are all born from the same astronomical phenomena, especially given how rare they are (and it plays a little bit into siblings motive), but I dont really have a good reason why it cant be Gamma Rey too
3. They are aware of other realms, but traveling between them is bit more tricky and they already try to keep up with everything that goes on in the galaxy they are currently in. I think there is some quirk to titan magic that makes the travel between dimensions really possilbe or at least more controlled
4. yup! they took more keepsakes but the skull is preserved in Way's corner of the archive
5. It's closer to billions in range. For collectors to be able to look over evolution, stars coming into existence, millions of years isn't enough. Anatomist was one of the younger collectors when the first archives were established and everyone split to their own, but it was still a long time ago. I imagine it takes a very long time for immortal beings to grow up. At the point of the story, they aren't even really mature
6. I know it's currently still a theory, but there are articles about Earth currently experiencing 6th mass extinction, the previous one being that one that took out the dinosaurs. The archivists' goal is to preserve life, and if it's dying, that mission is sabotaged. So yeah, they would probably try to stop it, but I don't think they'd take kindly to the one species that caused it so the earth after their interference wouldnt be the same
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heyy i have a request for the steve x dove universe bcos it’s literally my favourite thing atm
could u possibly do something like where their at a party and someone tries something on reader and they’re really pushy about it even though she keeps saying no. obvs steve cannot have anyone touching or upsetting his sweetest girl so gets the guy to go away. while steve is dealing with the guy maybe reader starts having a panic attack because that guy had really scared her and robin tries to comfort her but obvs the only person capable of that is steve. when steve’s done w the guy he notices how distressed reader is and just comforts her, holds her and just FLUFF.
i got this idea because i noticed how protective of r steve is and i thought this would be a good example of it😍😍🩷🩷🩷🩷
sorry it took a few days ! also this is not proofread because it is three am so my apologies.
warning! this contains depictions of harassment and a panic attack. if this is not something you feel like you can read right now, please please click away. there is no shame in setting boundaries with yourself. there are lots of other stories. please be safe <3
the lights in the house were an array of purples and blues. robin’s friend threw a party, and robin insisted that dove and steve both come so she wouldnt be alone. dove dances as much as she can, but after about an hour she ends up crashing into steves chest. theyre leaned against the wall, and steves hands are covering her ears from the loud music.
“stevie, gonna go get some water. ill be right back.”
he expected her to stay in his line of vision, and by the time she disappeared around the corner into the kitchen, he was in panic mode. the party housed a few unsavory characters, and his dove’s shyness could lead to disaster.
in the kitchen dove had asked the hostess where the water resided, and she had kindly gotten her a glass of water, making sure to fill it in front of her so she knew it wasnt tampered with.
unfortunately, the hostess was called away, and a man around five to ten years older than dove entered the kitchen. she offered a small smile, and he took that as an invitation in his drunken state.
“hey pretty thing” he slurred.
she ignored him, and tried to exit the room, only for him to grab her hand.
“where y’ goin? you don’t want to hang out with me, baby? if you didn’t want the attention you shouldve picked a different dress.”
she ripped her hand away, and she knew the only way to get him to back off would be to mention steve. men like this respect women not as people, but as property.
“i have a boyfriend. hes looking for me.”
“not very hard, he left you here with me.”
in the distance she see steves head of hair frantically searching the house for the kitchen, and as the man kept babbling about nonsense and trying to grab her waist, she yelled his name.
his head shot to where he heard her voice, catching her eye instantly.
“help,” she mouthed.
dove had never seen a man move so quickly in her life. it seemed a second before steve stood tall between them. he held her behind him, and dove knew that he would have to be scary. she closed her eyes and gripped onto his arm.
after many words were spoken, mostly from steve, the other man merely slurred nonsense. he pushed the stranger into the shelves behind him before escorting dove out of the room.
“it’s okay, it’s okay, i’m here, i’ve got you, we’re gonna go home,” he whispered assuringly as he guided her out of the crowded room, trying to ignore the urge to go back and hurt the stranger, knowing it would scare her more. he was plagued with guilt and fear. guilt that he had let her out of his sight. the sobs come from his dove quickly. he helps her into the back seat of his car and locks the doors.
“hey, hey, look at me, youre okay, tell me what happened” he said, his voice shaking.
“nothing,” she says breathlessly, “nothing bad- just-“ her breathing becomes panicked, and the words arent forming. she had told him about her panic attacks before, but he had never seen her experience one. luckily he had done research.
“panic attack” she forced out between short breaths. the air couldnt reach her lungs, at least it felt like it couldnt. steve was panicking, trying to regulate her breathing. trying to soothe while also digging through his center console for an inhaler.
“hey, look at me, try to take a deep breath with me. i know, i know its hard, i just need you to try.” he said, taking her hand and placing it on his chest, breathing in a long breath and watching her struggle to do the same. but after three breaths she was calm enough that steve could help her with the inhaler.
once her breath returned to her, she buried her face into his chest, apologizing profusely.
“you dont need to be sorry. you did nothing wrong.” he repeated the phrase like a mantra while he rocked her back and forth.
she looked up at him. “i love you”
“i love you too. so much. you feel better?”
“yeah i- he was just being scary and he kept- grabbing me and he wouldn’t let me pass. i- it just- it freaked me out.”
“im so sorry honey. are you hurt? i shouldve went after you.” he whispered.
“no! you didnt do anything wrong. im not hurt, just got scared.”
“yeah? how about i take us home and we can order food, maybe watch a movie or something? and then we can talk about it tomorrow morning if you want to.”
“yes please”
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I just saw your Tim Shepard and Ponyboy post and may I please add more? Like, Tim coming over to the Curtis house just as they're getting ready to leave, giving Darry a 'I'm here. I'll look out for the kid too.' look.
Tim Shepard following the Curtis in his car, debating on how he's going to get himself a long sentence should Ponyboy be tried as an adult for manslaughter and sent to prison like Dallas had been.
Tim Shepard knowing that's two steps beyond where Curly is at and if Ponyboy was being sent to the reform then it wouldn't be half as bad, he'd have a buddy, he'd be protected.
Tim standing behind Darry, giving soft kicks to his ankles in a 'I'm still here, nudge' especially when he sees Darry freeze.
The Shepard boys lined up against the walls watching the trial. They're waiting for Tim to give a simple nod to cause ruckus and get jailed so the kid won't be in the holding cell alone.
Tim who gives a sigh of relief he hadn't realized he had been holding in when Ponyboy is free to go. Who ruffles Pony's hair affectionately, joking even "Next Soc you kill come to me, Dally is shit at hiding things. Found his blades all around town."
Darry who rolls his eyes and says "He ain't gonna be in that situation no more." But smiles back at Tim. Tim can read Darry like a book. 'Thank you' the brawny brother says with wet eyes. Tim who gives a nod before heading back to his side of town.
Darry who works a little overtime one weekend, just enough to bail Curly out so he can be with his big brother.
Just brothers looking out for one another's kid brothers and each other.
eating this up,,,,anon ily,,,
IM ADDING ON MORE CAUSE U GAVE ME EVEN MORE IDEAS :3
when pony starts talking about being drowned, tim tries comforting darry and soda in small ways, maybe like w a small pat on the shoulder and just leaving it there
before pony was supposed to go up on the stand and they were all getting ready at the house, tim came over and gave pony small tips on how to stay calm (hes been in that position quite a bit after all)
right before he goes home, he has to tell curly about the outcome of the trial, he told curly about when the trial was and knew curly wouldnt be able to sleep well if he didnt know whag was going on, he always said pony was a good kid after all
even tim and his gang had to bust out their sunday clothes so they could look good, and he told them if it was ever the time to b on their best behavior, it was today, darry doesnt deserve to worry about a ruckus being caused while his life could literally fall apart right here lmao
after the court, maybe tim joked w pony and said “how about we get that breakfast u asked me about a few days ago”(cause remember when tim was just at these niggas couch and just walked out😭) and he was one of the ppl that got pony to smile after that
gonna b honest w u, he prolly thought pony was SO fucked, so when he heard that “not guilty” verdict, he immediately looked over at darry and pat him hard as hell on the back, he was happy as hell
for a few weeks after everything, tim had some of his guys secretly looking out for pony, he knows that some socs were def upset that pony didnt get convicted and would try to hurt him
maybe tim taught pony some of his moves so he can defend himself better too, its only small moves thoigh, he knows darry wouldnt take pony learning how to full on fight like tim so kindly
tim knows darry doesnt rlly see eye to eye w curly and he gets it, but when theyre both just at the bar talking about their family, they both know how important their family is to each other and god knows in their life that family is rlly all u have, so theyd do anything to help out the other
i hate the outsiders tv show, but i love that they established that tim would look out for pony, tim and ponys relationship,,,i could talk about it 4eva,,
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Hate To Love You (PJM Drabble )

Summary- you and your ex husband, Yoongi, reunited at one of your mutual friends party. You haven’t spoken to him in years in resentment for his behavior towards you and assumed he despised you just as much, only to find out it’s actually the opposite, despite you being ready to move on when someone unexpectedly shows up….your best friend.
warnings- well its basically a friend hookup thing, minor smut (oral female receiving) (no penetration) sexual tension, swearing, alcohol, mentions of divorce and cheating, angst, sadness
rating- 18+
It was a stupid argument, really
You never guessed it would spark the conversation that would months later be the result of your divorce with Yoongi.
"you are just always at work, and I understand-"
"you cant get upset with me for working, y/n, who the hell would pay for all the bills?" he scoffed, sitting at the desk in his recording studio.
taken back, you decided to defend yourself against your husbands sudden coldness.
"I work too, thank you very much"
"you work two days a week in an office"
"so?" you stood, beginning to grow annoyed "I still make money and pay for half the shit we own"
He laughed, seemingly amused at your efforts, "you dont have the pressure to make said money, y/n, and plus, our jobs, our lives arent...."
"arent what? yoongi?"
He sighed, "dont you have higher aspirations for yourself? rather than working twice a week?" he looked over, quick to defend his statement before you flipped out,
"I know you work, y/n, but you cant compare our schedules....I hope you see what im trying to say?"
Scoffing, you paced around, you felt insulted. You didnt have the pressures of being a musician, sure, however you still had to take on the pressures of being a woman, wife, the maid, the chef, the doggy daycare worker, the therapist, etc etc because the list can go on for hours
You sensed the conversation took a turn in a direction you had not been aiming for, your objective was to kindly seek more time off with your husband considering your 4 year anniversary was coming up, and he took it and did a 360.
It didnt get better, either, because this exact conversation would end up becoming the topic every time you argued, and in a short amount of time it quickly got heated.
"Yeah, you are probably off somewhere between her legs, because wouldnt you fucking love that yoongi??" you threw your water bottle at him as he stood at the doorway of your bedroom, he watched you intensely
"I told you, I had to stay late tonight, I fucking texted!" he defended
"you are telling me you were in that fucking office until 3am? okay..."
He brushed his hair back in disbelief, "yes, if you dont believe me, text hoseok"
"Let me see your phone then" you spoke up after a few moments
"what?" he scoffed
"phone, let me see it"
".....y/n, you dont trust me?" he seemed genuinely upset at this, putting his guard down
"no, I dont"
"that girl who works as an intern has never even spoken to me, you think im off having sex with her??" he snapped
You shrugged, keeping your arms crossed, "I dont really know what to think anymore yoongi, you keep disappointing me, we keep disappointing each other, it seems."
He glared at you, trying to read your face, you were serious. "well then what are we doing this for?"
You bit the inside of your cheek and shrugged again, shaking your head and looking down, "I dont know."
and thats exactly how one week later, you showed up at his job with the divorce papers, slamming them on his desk silently.
And thats what leads us here tonight, at Namjoons house party exactly a year and a half later.
The divorce was never finalized, never made legal, he put it off until you threw your hands up and moved out, and if anyone asked- you were a divorced woman, no long a Min.
You swore you would never trust him again, never him creep back into your life in the same way he always tried. you were done, over him, even.
But God, did it strike the deepest nerve in your system when you saw him sitting on the couch, his arm draped around some other girls waist while he chatted with friends.
You watched, leaning against some crowded doorway with a half drunk cup of liquor in your hand.
"bored?"
you looked to your left to see your friend Jimin pop up next to you, almost scaring you.
"jesus, jimin" you sighed, turning your body away from yoongi to look at the boy in front of you.
"seems like you are not having fun, we can change that" he smiles and holds up another expensive bottle of alcohol, making you groan.
"rather not have a hangover tomorrow" you frowned and looked back at yoongi, Jimin noticed.
"hey, whos that hes with?" he asked, following your gaze to the crowded couch in the other room.
"no idea..." you exhale, turning back to jimin with a sad look.
"oh my god" he froze
"what?"
"dont tell me"
you tilted your head in confusion "tell you what?"
He began to smile, laughing almost "you are jealoussss"
You scoffed, nudging his shoulder "no-im not. we arent married anymore I dont give a shit what he does"
"seems like you do, though" he smirked
your face fell into your hands before shoving him teasingly, something that caught yoongi's eyes as he gazed across the room at your back facing him. You were talking to another guy.
"I know you guys arent even divorced legally" he whispered
"what? yes we are!"
"yoongi spilled the beans...no you arent"
You frowned, crossing your arms. "that motherfucker."
"he was drunk and was going on a whole tangent about how he refused to sign the papers and what not...tried to like, push it back as much as he could"
You shook your head "when was this?"
"like a week ago, when I mentioned you would be at the party"
"Jimin we havent even talked in over a year....pretty sure he blocked me, why the hell would he care?"
He shrugged and looked back at the couch, surprised to see Yoongi looking already at the two of you.
"I dont know...but something tells me he cares a lot more than you think"
"dont be cryptic and ominous" you rolled your eyes, "what do you know that I dont? what did he tell you? be honest" you pleaded
"listen" he half smiled, "all im saying is that you two had known eachother for 8 years before getting married, then you were together for 4 more years, I dont think that kind of connection suddenly falters you know?"
"no-I dont know, I know nothing at all"
"ok well you are impossible to talk to, also- you suck at taking hints" jimin teased before turning to walk away, "oh, and by the way, hes been staring at you for the past few minutes"
You froze and turned your body slowly, jumping when you realized Yoongi had gotten up from his distant seat, and was now right behind you.
"holy fuck" you gasped, putting a hand over your heart.
He didnt say anything, his casual blank emotion plastered over his face as his hands fell into his pockets. "hi" he mumbled
"hello?" you scoffed, "you scared the shit out of me to say 'hi'?"
he slightly smiled, "yes"
you glared at him before walking past, directing yourself to the kitchen, he followed behind, unable to help his gaze trail from your back, down to your ass-the dress you chose to wear tonight definitely suited your figure.
"why are you following me? are you lost?" you sarcastically mumbled, turning away to grab some of the crackers that were next to the snack trays, softly nibbling onto them.
"what were you and jimin talking about?"
"oh please" you laughed, turning to see him, "this is why you are talking to me? for the first time in a year? to discuss jimin?"
he nods.
"hes in the other room, heard he is single, your hair is nice-you might have a chance" you joked coldly, wishing you could run away right now.
he released an airy laugh, leaning against the counter as he waited for the random person in the room to leave before speaking, "You look nice"
You raised an eyebrow, "...thanks...you do too i guess?"
"im just complimenting you, didnt have any mal intent behind it" he gazed at you "its not like we are strangers, you know"
"i know" you mumbled, continuing to eat the dry ass crackers.
He sighed and looked around the kitchen, grabbing a drink for himself.
"dont you have some girl to entertain, why are you sitting in here with me?"
He laughed, "you have not changed at all"
"whats that mean?" you asked defensively
"i mean, we havent spoken in so long and you still only care about if other girls are getting into my pants" he smirked, taking a sip of his drink.
son of a bitch.
"I dont care! also-dont need to know!" you pressed your lips together tightly.
He sat silently, watching you
"stop staring at me, freak" you sighed, knowing you could just walk away but somehow didnt choose to.
"you know your mouth is gonna get dry from all those crackers" he spoke calmly.
"i can handle my own, thank you" you spoke, putting down the stack of crackers in your hand.
He smirked and walked over, tipping your chin up to press his cup of alcohol to your lips, giving you a sip, "there you go"
You stared wide eyed at him before taking a step back, wiping your mouth. "what do you think youre doing?" you bit
“Socializing. It’s a party, no?” He raised a brow, pulling back a little
“Go socialize somewhere else, you’re in my personal bubble” you fixed your hair and tried to calm your breathing before once more pushing past him, walking into the other room.
He snickered and took another shot before catching one of his friends and striking up a conversation.
“How’d it go?” Jimin suddenly popped up next to you, scaring you again.
“You need a fucking bell”
“Sorry” he giggled, standing next to you against the wall.
“Literally nothing happened, he is still the same snappy person he’s always been” you spoke, eyes trailing over across the room to see yoongi speaking with his friends. The purple lighting of the party reflected onto his long black hair and pale skin, no one could deny his beauty, especially when he smiled.
Jimin noticed, a softer smile peaking up onto his lips, “do you want me to go speak to him for you?”
You immediately shook your head, crossing your arms as you tried to change your glances at someone else, eyes shooting onto Nayeon who was 2 seconds away from making out with jungkook.
“Get a room” you whisper
Jimin laughed, “rather quick to the point”
“Jimin shut up” you whined, “I wasn’t talking about you! I was talking about-“
“Wait” he perked
“What??”
Jimin giggled mischievously and looked back at yoongi before looking back at you, “just be honest, you still have feelings for him, huh?”
“No!”
He raised his eyebrows
“Jimin-“
“Admit it! It’s okay!”
You sigh and cover your face, “jimin….of course I do….I just can’t stand who he is now. I fell in love with the old him, before everything came crashing down…I have to remember that’s not him anymore”
He smiled gently, rubbing your shoulder “he has changed”
“No he hasn’t, and it took less than 5 minutes of banter to figure that out”
“Y/n, he still….” He stopped himself from talking, realizing it might not be his place to say.
“What? He still what?” You inquired
“Nothing…”
“Jimin.”
“He may or may not have feelings im not sure I can’t remember”
Your eyes widened before relaxing “yeah no, he was flirting with other girls like a few minutes ago”
“Mmm….maybe he was trying to get you jealous”
You rolled your eyes at his words
“I saw we give payback”
“What….?”
He smirked, “cmon, pretend to be up all on me or something, he’s looking, he will get jealous”
You laughed, “I don’t think he will believe the fact that I’m interested in you”
He pretended to be offended
“Hey, you’re cute but we are friends and have been since diapers, I don’t see us like-“
“God you complicate everything, just…follow me” Jimin sighed, taking your hand and throwing yoongi a quick glance before leading you up the stairway behind you.
You followed along, trying to see what Yoongi’s reaction was as you crawled upstairs, he seemed annoyed, eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.
Jimin led us into a room and shut the door, a smile on his face as he searched for the light switch.
“It’s dark” you whispered, “we didn’t actually have to hide in the room you know, we could have just sat in the hallway until he came up for me”
“Whatever, if we are playing the part we do it right” he mumbled, still scanning the wall with his hands trying to find the switch. “I can’t find it”
“Whatever” you huffed, sitting behind the door and tucking your knees to your chest. You don’t know who’s room your in, the only light noticeable is the moons reflection peaking in from the windows.
“You ok?” He whispered, finding a spot next to you.
“I don’t know” you shrugged, “I just….wish I never showed up to this party, and I wish you never told me yoongi still has feelings for me”
He felt suddenly guilty, “I’m sorry”
“It’s okay, I think …despite me still having ‘feelings’ for him, I just need to be away from yoongi. I fell in love with him years ago, he was so different and family oriented….he has changed so much and I can’t submit myself to that just because it’s him, and I’m attached”
He nodded, taking your hand “I understand”
You tried to even your breaths in fear of crying, “he treated me badly, and I did the same to him, we don’t work together and I refuse to try again just because he thinks it’ll be good for us”
“That’s reasonable, y/n, you can make your own decisions, im sorry if I put you in an uncomfortable situation”
“It’s not your fault Jimin, if you weren’t here I wouldn’t have even come to this dumb party anyways” you slightly smile
“Hey, I’m always here for you” he raised his hand in a fist bump, where you happily reciprocated.
“Thank you, I’m here for you too Jimin”
He hummed softly “do you wanna go back downstairs?”
You thought for a moment, “not really….I might head home soon anyways, you can go back though”
He shook his head “nah, I’ll chill with you until you decide to go”
“Really? You don’t have to, I know you have many possible girls and boys downstairs for you to entertain” you giggled
“Eh…”
“You’re like the number one flirt, don’t tell me there’s no one at this party that has hookup potential”
He sat for a moment, looking down at his knees as he quickly tried to wipe the smile off his face “mm…nope”
“I doubt that” you snicker
He shrugged, an eyebrow raised as he kicked his feet out straight in front of him, arms in his lap.
“I don’t know if I would hook up with anyone here, yoongis friends are okay looking but the idea of doing it with anyone associated with him just grosses me out”
You both giggled as he nodded “nah that’s reasonable, I almost hooked up with one of his studio friends and then I found out he literally had a girlfriend”
“What!??” You looked at him despite the dark room making it difficult to see his face
He nodded shamelessly “yup” he popped his mouth at the “p”
“It probably would have been bad sex anyway” he couldn’t help but laugh at himself
“I mean yeah, not to talk shit but yoongi and I usually didn’t have the best chemistry with shit like that, must be the studio guy genre” you joked
“Really?? He looks like walking sex, you’re telling me it sucked?” Jimin questioned
“It didn’t suck necessarily but….I don’t know I don’t wanna talk behind his back”
“No no no tell me” Jimin giggled “because a few months before you got “divorced” he was preaching about how good he was to you in the bedroom”
“He was discussing me in front of all his male friends?….”
“Nothing graphic, that’s all he said is that he knew how to satisfy a girl” he shrugged in defense
You rolled your eyes “yeah….sure yoongi.”
Jimin laughed
“He…god this is embarrassing…I wouldn’t even finish most times, and I had to fake it”
“No way” he seemed genuinely shocked
“Yeah, maybe I faked it a little too good, striked his ego up and shit” you giggled, hiding your face.
“So you’ve never had an orgasm?”
“Oh I’ve had a few, but like it was always 50/50, I never knew if it was gonna be a good time or not you know”
He nodded, taking in the information as you spoke.
“But whatever..” you sighed, leaning your head against the door. “We should probably head downstairs”
He sighed, looking at you as you began to stand to your feet, he stood too. “We don’t have too”
“Well what else is there to do?” You giggle “we can’t sit in the room forever, it’s pretty late too”
He looked at you as best he could
“I could give you an orgasm” He calmly spoke like it was no big deal
Your eyes shot wide open, “w-what??”
He shrugged, silently
“What did you say?” Your voice was startled
“ I said I could give you an orgasm, if you want one”
“Um….Jimin you are my friend” you whispered
“I know, I just feel bad after hearing about the yoongi thing, and I want to make it up for you”
You tried to not freak out at the fact your best friend calmly asked if he could make you cum.
You bit your lip, “uh…”
“We don’t have to do anything” he gently waved his hand “it’s just a sudden horny suggestion”
You softly giggled, looking at your feet.
“Wouldn’t it be kinda, I don’t know, odd?”
“Not really I guess, I mean I always thought you were hot”
You blushed, feeling suddenly overwhelmingly shy.
“Do you think I’m attractive?”
You bit your lip nervously.
It would be a lie to say you’ve never thought about Jimin like this, which is why it’s such a shock that it was randomly happening in some random persons bedroom at Namjoons party.
“Yes” you breathed out
Jimin smiled “then…the offer stands” he begins to walk towards the door before you gently hold his arm and stop him.
“Jimin”
He looked back, a soft expression as he waited for you to finish speaking.
“Make me forget” you whispered after a few silent moments, your faces close together as he began to smile slightly.
“Are you sure?” His voice was low and quiet
You nod slowly
“We don’t have to, you seemed unsu-”
“I’m sure” you began, “I’m just kinda in shock that it’s actually happening”
He giggled “you’re cute…come here” he gently held your hips in his hands, your heart racing faster than it ever has as he pushed you softly against the door.
Jimin finger raised to his mouth, “quiet, mm?”
You nod, already feeling breathless before his lips suddenly crash into yours, taking any air out of your lungs.
Your hands flew to his hair, pressing him against you as much as possible. “Mm” he moaned against your lips, the vibrations sending straight to your core.
He didn’t fail to notice your red, blushed face even in such a dark room. “You okay” he quietly panted, pulling back a little
“I-I’m okay, that was nice”
“Good” he laughed, returning his lips to yours for a quick peck before trailing down your jaw and neck, so slowly that you felt you were going to explode.
He had you trapped against the door and his body, Jimins warmth only stimulating you more.
“This okay..?” He whispered, pulling his lips away from your cleavage as he fell to his knees, arms softly trailing your sides.
“Yes jimin, it’s okay”
“You trust me?”
“Mm” you nod, feeling his fingers at the hem of your dress, thighs tingling. “I trust you”
With that- jimin gently folded up the bottom half of your dress, exposing your laced red underwear, he felt prideful in seeing the slight wet mark that had dampened them. He went against mentioning it in fear of embarrassing you, rather instead keeping the image in his head that he was able to do such thing to you.
“I can take these off? They are so pretty” he whispered, looking back up at you
“Yeah you can….” You bit your bottom lip, trembling slightly
His fingers delicately hooked into the hem of your underwear, slowly pulling them down while making sure you were still okay with his actions.
“Tell me to stop and I will, okay baby?”
The pet name had you almost moaning, you found the strength to nod, “o-okay”
“God….so perfect” you mumbled to himself once he caught a glance of your dripping core, he’s never seen anything like it.
Jimin took a breath after tossing your underwear to the side, his hands climbing up your thighs as he encouraged you to part them for him, his two fingers gently exploring your folds, pressing against your clit, making you gasp.
“Oh-” you pressed your lips together and leaned your head back against the door behind you, knowing that there are possible people on the other side who might hear.
He was in amazement at how wet you were, the soft squelch sound was the only audible noise in the entire room, making your cheeks red.
You tried to thrust your hips a little to silently plea for what you wanted, his eyes raised up to you
“Use your voice, tell me what you need”
“Jimin….” You whispered, his fingers still slowly rubbing your bud. “Your m- ah…your mouth please”
You wanted to fall into the floor as you heard how needy your voice had become for your friend, but one look at his shit eating grin and suddenly you reminded yourself he was enjoying this just as much as you.
“Okay baby, remember, be quiet yeah?”
You nod and close your eyes, preparing for what was to come.
The moment you felt jimins plump lips reach your core, your arched your back away from the door, moaning softly “oh shit, jimin” a hand reached down to rest atop his head.
“Mm taste so good” his voice was pressed against you, the vibration only stimulating you more. “Here baby” he pulled away a little, helping you lift a leg and throw it over his shoulder so you hadn’t lost your balance while standing.
His tongue resumed to your clit, sucking and swiping through the wet folds, savoring the flavor that was you
“Oh…fuck jimin!!” You whined, throwing a hand over your mouth as you squeezed your eyes shut, “it’s so good”
Jimin brought up the hand that wasn’t holding your leg, tracing it up your thigh before pressing a finger into you, the wetness making it easy for him to slide in.
He groaned, “oh shit”
Your mouth had fallen into a small o shape, the pressure of his one finger turned into two, and before you knew it, he was curling them upwards and around, searching for your g-spot
“J-jimin!” Your hand clutched his hair, he only smirked before returning his lips to your swollen clit, sucking vigorously as if it was his sole mission in life to make you cum all over him.
You suddenly moaned out loud, mentally cursing yourself for the volume, he knew in that moment that his skilled fingers had found your frontal wall perfectly, he continued to press into that spot quickly as the wet sound between your legs got louder and messier, tongue lapping at it all.
“Jimin im gonna cum, oh god, oh god” you whispered, squirming your hips a little so you were quite practically riding his face.
He silently encouraged you, the hand holding your leg up began to softly rub into your skin, giving your permission to let go.
“Fuck!!” Your vision suddenly turned white with one last thrust against your g-spot, you tried to balance yourself before you felt jimin help you keep still, “shit” your voice was shaky as the orgasm ripped through your body aggressively, his fingers swiping between you to gather your slick, licking them off in front of you.
“How was that?” He panted, pulling your dress down as he stood
He gave you a moment to catch your breath, “that was….so….oh my god”
He laughed, reaching down to pick up your underwear “I’ll take it was nice?”
“Absolutely”
“Good” he smirked, pressing a quick kiss to your lips. “Here” he whispered, giving you back your undergarments.
“No no” you smiled, taking them and putting it into his pant pocket
“Oh?” He raised a cocky brow, “does this mean I qualify for a second round?”
You smirked “do you have plans this weekend?”
“I can clear them” he spoke quickly, making you laugh
“Ok…let’s go before people get suspicious” you whisper, trying to quickly make yourself presentable as if he didn’t just suck the life out from between your legs.
He nodded and helped you fix your dress more before opening the door, both of your eyes following over to yoongi who stood on the other side of the hall, watching you.
“Oh fuck”
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WELL. I had an anon that was kindly asking me background info on my oc jiro and whatever he had going on with lu ten. I had the Fawking response all done and had it saved as a draft right. and i just needed to switch it to post but tumblr Wouldnt Let Me (it was saying something "went wrong" idfk) so I deleted the draft and was gonna try posting it again thinking the ask would reappear in my inbox but it DIDNT it just deleted the whole ask along with the draft :((( so i'm just gonna post it all here anyway and hope that the anon sees it fhkdndncmxbc,dndkzhnx
-basic stuff: 27 (<-when he meets lu ten), nonbender (<-doesnt need bending lol)
-finest jewelry maker in the fire nation. he also does metal art like embossing and figures and shit. he collaborates closely with famous potters and tailors in the FN to make stuff for the royal family and their special occasions (like holiday and celebration banquet jewelry and bedazzled outfits and shit). he also works with fire nation theaters, to help with their costumes for their more pricey productions. he's made MANY crowns for the royal family as well.
-oldest of 3 brothers. the business he owns was passed down in the family thru generations. jiro inherited (usurped?) it when he was 23, after he beat his father to death for smacking their mother around. their mother lives with the middle brother and his family on one of the outer FN islands. the youngest is estranged and started his own (less successful) business out of jealousy towards jiro.
-neutral on the war in the same way june the bounty hunter is- money is money to him. and when I say neutral I mean neutral. he obviously doesn't get clients or customers from other nations due to the war but if he did then he'd be more than happy to serve them. but his business still wouldn't be affected no matter the outcome of the war because even without international clients his wallet is thick, so he doesn't really care what the outcome ends up being. he believes a true businessman goes wherever the wind takes him and is good at adapting. not a "stuck in his ways" type of guy. the royal family is his top priority client obviously, but it's simply because they pay the most for the finest pieces. it's not out of any kind of loyalty or patriotism.
-jiro likes material things and having money, but he's genuinely super passionate about his craft and the arts in general. he does a lot of other crimes (<- lol) but counterfeiting isn't one of them. all his products and art are genuine, handcrafted, made to detail. he's probably kinda disgusted by the idea of counterfeit and scamming because he genuinely looks forward to the reaction of his clients when they receive what they paid for. he does the act of service, he gets the praise and the money, he's a happy camper.
-despite all of the above, his demeanor is the definition of greasy and sleazy- but he also can be genuinely suave when he wants. he'll charm the pants off your granny. but not sleazy in the same way zhao is, though (cus zhao is no real charmer lol). cus zhao is high in the navy so he's Very stuck up, and he's also an otl (<-???) ass-kisser. he's a slimy douchebag, but still one that adamantly adheres to and enforces fire nation law. he's a guy that has goals and will do anything to get there. meanwhile jiro, you look at him and you know he does criminal shit. he just gives the danger vibe, and he flaunts it with confidence. and you must reach at least level 4 friend to unlock the gentlemanly, white-knight-syndrome side of jiro.
-what jiro DOES do for criminal activity is that as he has most of all the fire nation nobility and high court (along with the Literal royal family) in his pocket. he has eyes and ears in a LOTTTT of people's business. sensitive business. criminal business. blackmail on top of blackmail. he's only loyal to people he personally gives a shit about, and whatever the people he cares about gives a shit about. he's got the love in his heart to make those extensions because he really is thoughtful in nature. but anything outside of that is not his problem so yes he WILL sell your ass out. the most dependable man in the world if he loves you, but the most venomous, backstabbing scorpion-viper if he doesn't care about you.
-and he doesn't hire goons- the business and its dealings are done all by him, and him alone. so if you air out his business or try to fuck with him, he will show up in your house alone and kill you in the next 24 hours i PROMISE you. preferred form of doing so is beating to death. and them is workers arms baby so you aren't getting out of it alive!!! jiro isn't very tall but he is strong as FUCK. and because of the fact that he knows everybody's dirty laundry he gets away with all of it lol. jiro is not afraid of jackkkkk SHIT (<- which is why he's very dependable if he loves you. he's unflinching and dedicated)
-as for him and lu ten: he and lu ten met by chance (they quite literally ran into each other in the palace and toppled over each other), and ended up being twin flames. lu ten's like the orange cat to jiro's black cat. they balanced each other out and jiro was exactly what lu ten needed at the perfect time. their first date or whatever (Doing An Activity Together) was having lunch and tea together in the palace gardens, and it kinda spurred from there. they spent time together like an old retired couple basically lol??? lunches, dinners, long walks from evening to night, doing their tasks in silence but they're next to each other so it's fun (<-parallel play for adults), sitting on benches for hours and just talking and bird watching. two people with tough jobs, so they sometimes forget to stop and smell the roses, but they reserve time for each other so they can stop and smell the roses together.
-it isn't ALWAYS them acting like a retired old couple though cus like I said jiro is a sleaze bag and a flirt. azula was the only one that really noticed and she was very disgusted by them and would constantly swear lu ten has a thing for losers. but then again she'd claim any person lu ten messes with to be a gross loser so there's that
-as soon as they got close to tension hitting a boiling point the siege situation rolled around (<-AVERAGE COCKBLOCKER IROH MOMENT) and lu ten obviously didn't come back. and jiro never let go of it because of all the "what ifs" and how there was something there that was mutual but it never became official or was put into words. so there's more regret rather than bitterness about lu ten's absence in jiro's life. like "right person, wrong time" trope??? but this is the dai li au so they'll be fine eventually lol
-after lu ten died and ozai took over, jiro was silently cut off from the royal family. ozai didn't directly order that or anything but he didn't commission or hire jiro for anything the way azulon always did. jiro also quietly removed himself from the whole political ring and just focused on his work. didn't have a reason to stop and smell the roses anymore, but the work never quits and the world didn't stop turning
-once azula got old enough to be let loose into the playing field, she hired jiro under the table due to her knowing how close he'd been with lu ten (which makes him someone she felt that she could trust), and he got put back into the political game (<- to everyone elses dismay). since her first rodeo was outside of the fire nation, he became her eyes and ears back home.
-and he wasn't forced by her or intimidated by her- he was brought back to life by finally having a real reason to get back in action again. at first, azula being the kid lu ten personally took care of for the first little portion of her life (<-which is a secret jiro knows from lu ten. azula doesn't know about that, and it's gonna stay that way. it's more to be a driving force for jiro. cus jiro has a "whats yours is mine" mindset when he loves someone. so what lu ten loved, jiro also loves. so whatever azula wants from jiro, jiro will provide it to her.) was what made being her guy so easy, but he ends up taking a genuinely liking to the crazy kid. he feels like they get along pretty well cus they're like-minded when it comes to their methods
#I'm so sorry anon.#I'm holding anon like Ivan the terrible and his son rn.#for some reason putting jiro into words is way harder for me than with fuhua#idk why. he's just weird and difficult#that's why it took forever to write all this outnshjsbcjkxn#dai li lu ten#original character#alicias writing stuff
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