#are you Sure he won't be at least a little wary? the fact that some people think he's Grateful to Neuvillette or even idolises him is crazy

[lupins-hehim-pussy]

I wanna know ur Fontaine msq criticisms 👁️👁️👂I’m all ears

I'm not sure if you wanted me to talk about this secretly or publicly but! Here I go!

The TLDR: Fontaine MSQ aestheticised prison, poverty, child abuse, the justice system/court and didn't properly address any of it.

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Focalors/Furina has way too much of a sympathetic angle for a dictator who's lets people drown with her inaction.

Neuvillette feels Bad for sentencing some people to death/prison, but that's it. He's one of the most powerful people in Fontaine. If he felt like there are systemic injustices, I.E sending an abused Child to prison, he should be the first person to DO something about it, not just cry and be sad so the audience can be like aw, that's complex character writing isn't it? No it's not! And guilt doesn't absolve you!!!!!!! (These are stuff we deal with in OTCOJ read my fic now /j)

Meropide has children in it, both Sentenced there (Wriothesley) and BORN THERE (Lanoire), and this is just a quirk of the place. Not only that, Meropide accepts prisoners of all genders and crimes. There are abusers and abuse victims in one place. Do you know how bad that is? How much potential for crimes to happen in a place like that— oh wait, Meropide isn't under Fontaine's jurisdiction. If you are assaulted as an inmate it literally means nothing to the court.

Wriothesley had no qualifications when he took over. Depending on how long he lived on the streets, how old he was when he killed his parents, how old he was when he was first taken in by the orphanage, etc, the man might never have more than 4–5 years of formal education. Sigewinne probably had to teach him how to write reports. And do Meropide's spreadsheets. Edit because I forgot to elaborate on this one: This isn't a point brought up anywhere, which is bad, because when poverty and incarceration robs you of a proper education (and the rights to vote in many places too, too, by the way), it reduces your prospects for jobs, reduces many people's ability to get a home etc etc. Wriothesley was just, narratively, Given his position.

Meropide is an industrialized prison, and they portray this as a good thing. Prisoners are paid in coupons for their labour, and this is also portrayed as a good thing.

The One-Meal-A-Day reform was something Paimon gushed about being so great of a perk, that people might want to go to jail for food (could be interesting and reflective of systemic poverty if MHY had brains, but they don't, so I was just Pissed because essentially all Paimon wanted to say was "Prison isn't so bad, but still don't go to prison guys! Prison labour is really hard!"). By the way, in most real-world prisons they are obligated to feed you three meals a day. Because that's how much food a human needs. MHY went with one meal just so they can say "if you want to eat more, you have to work." And then the welfare meal is a goddamn gacha. So imagine you're a starving child who's too weak to work in the fucking robot assembly line, and you wander up for your first meal in 24 hours, only to luck in with a shit one. I'd kill myself.

They wrote Wriothesley, who's a victim of the system, into a guy who's say shit like "I'm the Duke I can do whatever I want" for a cool moment where he choke-slams an inmate (I know he was a bad guy. But also, in copaganda when cops are violent/disregarding protocols, they are always only portrayed to do that against bad guys, so what does our critical thinking tells us about this one?) They wrote Wriothesley, who was an inmate of a prison so bad, so notorious that it is the literal boogeyman of Fontaine, that has a legal (???) fighting pit, with an administrator who abuses his position to be unreasonable, to willingly stay in the place and become an Administrator who would choke-slam an inmate while saying a cool line about how he has the power to do whatever he wants. They wrote him, the guy who had to be fed on the streets by melusines, to think one-meal-a-day was a good enough reform (while he spends god-knows how much on his boat). This wasn't a victim-turns-into-abuser narrative either, they want all this to be seen as positive character growth.

And then, the final kicker is, they gloss over his entire abuse. You can only read about these shit in his profile, which most people don't because they don't Have Him or doesn't care to unlock it/read it online, and they jammed his entire backstory into a flaccid info-dump at the end of his character story quest. This man isn't Allowed to feel abused and neglected and show any reaction to it within the narrative of Fontaine itself, because if they actually Gave Weight to what happened to him, they'd have to confront THE FUCKING JUSTICE SYSTEM they had NO PLANS on criticising. I don't think they ever explicitly said the fucking Crime-Theatre nonsense was Bad either.

I could go on, but this is already so long. But yeah, I hope this gave you an idea.

[sociomoony]

Yo bbg gorl you should totally write some head cannons abt ur top 3 favorite jjk characters.

Also would you be opposed to writing silly little things abt it Ocs if you have any currently. (Feed me wife pls I am starving of ur presence and writing 😫

-Love, your FAVORITE wife 🥰😘

Top 3 favorites head cannons? I can sure try 😭🙏 (and absolutely, I'll have something out about Ocs if that's what you wish!!!) I love you my beautiful wife 🫶

Headcannons- General + Romantics (I am a fanfic wrighter, watchu want from me 😞)

Includes - Megumi, Noritoshi, Takuma

Headcannons!!!

(1) Megumi Fushiguro

•Now we love our little urchin haired boy!! And to be completely honest, his classmates have to had mentioned that at least once to him. I mean it's just so- fitting 😭 spikey on the outside, vulnerable on the inside! For a while, Megumi hated it, but started to think it might actually make him sound cool considering how painful urchins could be (that didn't last long at all)

•Has 100% called Gojo 'Dad' in school before. He has never been able to live it down from Gojo, but after Gojo's end, Megumi started referring to him as dad a little more freely to Yuji and Nobara when mentioning him.

•The bag carrier anytime the friend group goes out. This is more fact than head cannons but I find it funny. Yuji will start out as the carrier, but of course something will catch his eye. He'll give Megumi the bags to hold, and then never grab them again, and Meg's just goes along with it because why not. Not that big of a deal

•Has the little note Gojo wrote him kept tucked away in his wallet at all times. Over time it got older and more frail, so he framed it. It sits on a table at his bedside now.

•Megumi hates to ever admit to anyone, but he deeply misses Gojo, and it's clear as day, he just hates admitting it. He has openly cried ONCE to Yuji about him, and couldn't stop for hours.

---Romantics--~

•Megumi used to hate physical affection, but now when he gets it he sinks into it. It doesn't even have to be romantic actually, if Yuji hugs him, he'll protest, and then just melt.

•Is very cautious of who he's with. You can't blame him, most people that were supposed to be important to him have left or disappeared and randomly came back. He was upset at Yuji for it, and he doesn't make exceptions. It will take months, maybe even years of knowing him before he let's you in, and he won't be quick about it.

•The type of guy to take you out every morning for something to eat. He doesn't have much value for money besides his essentials, for he fears he won't be around long, especially after what happened. Why would he spend money on things he likes when they could go to waste one day?... Don't tell him he's being hypocritcal when he's insisting on you both going somewhere you've been gushing about, but he won't just buy the game he's been talking about for weeks.

•Not big on sweets, but he eats them around you. He's more wary about being different or not exactly ideal, so on your first few go- rounds, he tries eating the sweetest things... Sugar cookie cake pops, red velvet cookies, chocolate moose cake... But when you hear from a passing conversation from him and Yuji of how he doesn't like sweets because they hurt his teeth, you're quick to ask him about it. He tries to ignore it and change the topic, but your firm on it since it truly isn't a big deal. The small detail turns into him breaking down about wanting to be good for you, especially since his flaws chalk him down to being difficult to deal with. Your confused on why such a small thing would make him this upset, but to him it was more than that... He just wanted to be normal for you, not a Jujutsu sorcerer, not a fatherless guy with raging daddy issues, he just wanted to be good for you..

•Comfort goes both ways. If you're in the slightest bit of distress, he's not so quick to tell you to suck it up like he might his friends. Why would he? You're someone who stays with him because you love him, not tolerate, and believe me when I say he'd go lengths to make you feel better. But most of the time you both settle for laying down in one of your rooms and just talking or sleeping for a few hours. When it comes to him, it's almost the exact same thing. It's a routine you both do, with blankets and warm, comforting words or silly stories to ease or distract, and honestly that's enough for both of you.

(2) Noritoshi Kamo

•You guys I'm so normal about this man I swear

•Got made fun of when he first arrived at the sister school. He was awkward and quiet, and anytime he spoke he had that attitude to him that made you double take.

•has thought about cutting his hair multiple times just to try different styles. He tried when he was younger to make a Mohawk, and got majorly chewed out for it.

•Refuses to partake in the few times parents ever came up in conversation. He had grown more accustomed to the others, and became more open to them, but when it came to talking about family he shut down. Todo has tried to speak with him about it, but it just pissed Nori off and ended in him calling Todo nothing but a mindless hunk of meat. The two don't talk much anymore.

•He will be the first to call Miwa useless. He finds her skills pathetic in the real world and doesn't care for her 'theatrics'...

•When Mechamaru died, Noritoshi sat with the same Miwa he hated, called useless, and held her as she cried for hours. He stopped calling her useless, especially after her sacrifice during Shibuya. She became his closest friend in a small amount of time, and she was the first to openly know about his mother.

•A little more random, but I feel like Noritoshi would be the type to listen to She Wants Revenge and Sleep Token

---Romantics--~

•Has used his blood manipulation to form small items like a heart and such for his partner on multiple occasions, even if it hurts him a little in the long run.

•insists on teaching you how to use a bow like him. He gets a little pissy when you continuously get it wrong, but he's quick to realize it himself and correct it to a silly sassy attitude. He apologizes after, even if you didn't see anything of it.

•He dates to marry, especially with rules from his clan. If you come into his life, you'll be damn sure to not leave without a hell of a fight.

•with a female partner, he tries his best to help you with your period. He's been told blood manipulation can help, but he's a little clumsy with it since he wasn't exactly taught about woman's reproductive things. He treats you like royalty when your time comes, though. For his beloved to be hurting to the point she can't get out of bed? Treason would be his deciding fate if he could for what hurts you, but he settles for treating you rather than hating your reproductive organs. He gives you the essentials, chocolate, snacks, medicine, etc, but he doesn't stay with you much unless you need him there. He takes it as more time to train without being worryful if he gets too aggressive with you watching.

•He doesn't like you seeing him angry. He's naturally a calm man, but the few times he's gone overboard, he fears for what you think of him, fears that you might be scared of him..

•His music taste is interesting.. But one of his main love languages would definitely be you listening to his music choices if that was an option. It's actually acts of service, but he gets just as giddy whenever you listen to things with him. Whether it be while he's training you both listen with an earbud, or laying in bed and letting it play on the speakers while you both make out or do something to pass the time.

(3) Ino Takuma

•Nanami's death hit him hard. He didn't know right away, and had to be told by someone. I think that's what hurt worse, is that he wasn't there.. He couldn't help him, couldn't try to save him. He could have showed Nanmi his teaching worked, that he was a good teacher, but he wasn't there. He beats himself up for it a lot, but you best bet he got first grabs on Nanami's things. He wears his watch, used his weapon, he held onto those things like they were too fragile to be touched by another.

•when the situation happened with Toji, he quite literally cried like a baby when he got back, because first, ow, and second, he got beat so quickly, he feared Nanami would think even less of him.

•To be fair, I feel like he saw Nanami as the closest thing to a father figure he'd ever get. He has RAGING daddy issues, and it shows.

•Hasnt washed that mask/beanie in YEARS. Anytime someone steals it or tries to wear it, because he can even argue to give it back, they are shoving it against his chest, coughing like they just opened a century old book.

•Typical skater punk like dude. He has tried to act the part, but in reality if you made a fart joke he's loose his mind in laughter.

•Speaking of that, he has the WORST sense of humor. He unironically quotes Skibidi toilet things or some weird song he heard on tiktok that you can only deter to be the most brain rotting things ever. He's a fucking lunatic for things like that, and will laugh his ass off if he sees or hears it.

•Listens to music on a constant, no matter the condition (unless it's fighting, he doesn't want to loose his precious earbuds) but with training, walking on the streets, making food, anything, he's listening to music. His taste is actually pretty decent

---Romantics--~

(A little bit of NSFW since this man is of age)

•Hes CLINGY. If you go anywhere, he's very quick to follow. You walk into a room? Everyone knows Takuma will be a few steps behind. You're idly talking to someone? His arms are around your midsection with his chin on your shoulder. Walking the streets? He's beside you holding your hand or with an arm around your shoulder.

•Lends you any sweatshirt you want. He has too many, but you can't just get away with it that easily. He will request something back. You jokingly gave him a crop top back once, and he wore it around with style. You know that trend of girls giving their boyfriends makeup only to find out they look better than them? That was basically what Takuma was serving.

•I'm pretty sure we've all agreed Takuma would worship the grounds you walk on. He's deadly respectful, not just to you, but most anyone. Elderly, young, you name it. He will put you on a podium above the rest, he will carry you when your feet hurt, he'll open any door for you, he'll fix your heels for you, all of that. He'd let you step on him if it makes you feel good, as long as your happy, he's happy. However, it's gotten to the point you've had to tell him willingly letting someone do the things he says you can do isn't okay. When you get upset, he offers to be who you take it out on, and you've had to tell him over and over again that you would never lay a hand on him, and that letting people so that isn't okay. He doesn't understand it in all honesty, but he does understand your point when you ask what would happen if the roles were reversed.

•His clinginess is quick to turn into horniness. Let's say he's out talking with Nanami while you sit next to him. His hands on your thigh, and your getting tired of him and Nanami speaking, so you pull his hand to touch lower. He's quick to start stuttering and getting all flushed in the face. He grips exactly where your hand puts him, tightly holding as you jump and hold his arm. Tease for tease, and you best believe when you get home, he'll have a he'll of a fun time with you.

•His relationship with Nanami has gotten in the way of your relationship before. You've had to tell him multiple times that he can't just blow everything off immediately when Nanami asks something of him. He's had to cancel multiple important date nights or other events simply because Nanami wanted to talk or have dinner with him. It's taken a couple fights for the both of you to come to an agreement on how much is too much, but the last thing he wants is for you to think he doesn't want to be with you, or that he cares for one over the other.

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okay so this is kinda my first headcanon, super duper scary but I hope I delivered what you liked ♡♡

- mwah, your writer ♥︎

[brokenpieces-72]

Low Speed

Choo Choo Charles x CoD | Navigation

TW: brutal death, monster fight, swamp monster (some thalassophobia?), let me know if I missed any

You climbed back into the engine, making sure not to put any pressure on your bad leg. You didn't let Soap or Ghost assist, not wanting them to have a reason to leave you behind. A new weapon to add to the mount and plenty of scraps for your to sort through later. No run ins with Charles either. Hopefully, Price and Gaz had been just as fortunate.

"Why do they call you Soap?" You asked the sergeant while he hung by the turret, ready for any possible attacks. Soap perked up at your question while Ghost got the engine started up again.

"So back in mae trainin, I was the best at clearing houses and the fastest. People started callin mae Soap." He explained. "Why do they call ya brat?"

You rubbed your neck, a little ashamed to admit. "People around here don't exactly like me. I used to start trouble when I was younger, and have an attitude. Giving Warren a hard time only made it worse, and now that I'm hunting the giant nightmare train, people think I've been agitating it and making it worse."

"Is that why you've been getting dirty looks?' Ghost asked.

"Yeah. Honestly I don't think they would have been as willing to help if you guys hadn't come along." You said. "Thank you for that."

"Thank us once we kill the bastard." Soap told you. You nod.

"...be wary of Barry the swamp monster. As long as you don't move around, he's kind as a kitten." Lizbeth told the three of you.

"Thanks." You said, hurrying away along the shore of the swamp, letting the other two follow you. You'd met Lizbeth before, and she was a fairly pleasant person. The last thing you had hoped for was to get whatever meat was being guarded by Barry! You also hadn't told the men about Barry, mainly because you didn't know you would have to. At least she had been nice enough to give you the medicine for your leg.

You stopped once you were a good distance away from Lizbeth and could see the bubbles from Barry swimming around. Simon and Johnny had their eyes on you. Ghost had a face that asked you to elaborate, while Johnny was a bit more wide eyed.

"A fucking swamp mosnter?" Johnny asked. You pressed your lips and sighed. "Were you plannin on bringin this up or was it meant to be a fucked up surprise?"

"Neither!" You said. Their eyes remained on you, wnating the full truth. "Okay maybe I forgot a little bit."

"You forgot about the swamp monster, a little bit?" Simon asked, brow raised.

"A lot has happened, and the swamp monster that is contained in the water and isn't capable of coming on land, and therefore is hardly a threat didn't cross my mind over the fact there is a living nightmare running around!" You argued.

"Is there anything else we should- no scratch that, is there anything else on the island that is even remotely abnormal or supernatural?" Soap asked rubbing his temples.

"Yes there is a ghost of some kind in a boulder field that makes drawings." You said. The both of them looked at you, trying to figure out if you were being serious or sarcastic. When you held your ground, Johnny turned and took a few steps, while Simon, folded his arms and sighed, looking at the ground. You shrugged. "It's been a long week."

"Johnny focus up." Simon called. Johnny returned next to his lieutenant. Simon looked at you. "You have a plan?"

You looked out to the water. Simon and Johnny followed your gaze, and can see the bubbles and ripples from Barry. "The water shouldn't be too deep, so you can touch the bottom usually. If Barry senses movement he'll move towards it, but as soon as you stop moving he won't know where you are. Even if he brushes your leg, he won't notice. So... red light green light."

"Red light green light?" Simon asked you. You sighed, fed up with yourself. Yeah it was all you had! You weren't special forces, could you please be cut some slack? Of course you don't say this to him directly.

Johnny seemed to be considering it. "Not the worst idea..."

Simon examined the water. It wasn't exactly shallow, at least from the distance and what he was guessing was Barry's size. He didn't like the idea of going into this without proper protection. Bullet proof vests would only work so well against bites. They were limited in resources though. The suggestion wasn't bad, but he wasn't sure how 'kind of a kitten' Barry would be to treading water. Simon would prefer to send you out to start, test the waters and all that.

"I'll go if you think it's better." You offered. What pissed Simon off was that this was all for some metal scraps.

"I'll do it." Johnny said. You looked up at him and he looked at you. "If there's a fucking swamp monster, the last thing we need is whatever made it to infect your leg."

"Red light green light it is." Simon stated.

Two things about Johnny MacTavish. First off, he's handsome in boxers. You were polite and looked away, but he told you he didn't mind. Didn't stop your face from turning a deep red. When you suggested he keep the vest on he teased you about it, asking if you'd prefer him covered up. Yeah that made you go darker.

The second thing about Johnny is that while he was capable of being a sniper, his patience and stillness were two different things. The red light, green light method was working pretty well. Johnny stepped out into the water and thankfully he could move while keeping his head above water without treading. You were tense, watching every hint of movement in the water for Barry. As soon as Barry started to make his way towards Soap you shouted red light.

Soap held still, keeping an eye out for the bubbles. Simon stood watch with you, coming off as calm and still. He was tense as well. Green light, and Johnny continued toward the island. You made sure Barry was a good distance away before saying it first, but this meant Johnny only got maybe two or three feet before the next red light. He was moving slow, which meant he would be in cold water for while.

Red light. Soap froze in place, the water reaching abve him midsection. He cursed and sighed, waiting as he felt the movement of the monster around him. All three of you held your breath, until Barry moved away. You waited before calling green light again. Soap waited a bit before moving again. This time he tried to go faster, and did make some distance. Red light, and Johnny looked around in place. He was still but his body twisted slightly in the water.

"Stop... stop moving!" You shouted at him. Simon was about to shout the same thing.

"It's fine." Soap called back, trying to spot Barry in the dirty water. He could see the ripples and bubbles but not the monster. Once Barry left him alone, you didn't get the chance to say green light, because he started moving.

"Soap! Stop fucking moving!" Simon barked at him. Soap couldn't see it, but Ghost was standing fairly calmly, but right near the edge of the water. Meanwhile, you had your head in your hands with baited breath.

"He's kind as a kitten!" Johnny argued, stopping when he saw Barry coming back. Johnny continued to look around.

"Soap you're making the poor kid panic! Stop!" Simon said.

"Literally said he's kind as a kitten LT. !" Soap argued again.

"Soap..." You tensed watching him look around in the water. "You... You butt fucking skank! Stop fucking moving!"

Soap stopped, and waited. He waited for the signal this time and once he got to the island you turned away and started pacing on the shore while he went to find the meat Lizbeth wanted. You finally took the breath you had been holding back in your anxiousness. You returned to your spot next to Ghost who gently pats your shoulder.

"If he always like that?" You asked. Ghost didn't answer and instead directed your attention to Johnny who had found a fish.

"Follow orders this time sergeant!" Ghost yelled to Soap. You could make out Soap nodding as he waded back into the water. "And keep the meat out of the water!"

Soap held the fish over his head and you called out red light. Johnny stopped. He was trying to go faster this time. It didn't stop him from looking around for Barry when he approached. Green light... red light... green light... red light. Johnny was about halfway when he tensed himself, not even turning in place. He felt the thing brush against his leg.

"You good?" You asked.

"Shut up!" He snapped, waiting for Barry to leave. You stayed quiet, seeing Barry hadn't moved away from Soap. It felt like an hour had passed before Barry finally swam off. Soap waited for the signal, and you waited until Barry was far enough away.

"Green light." You said. Johnny pushed through the water as hard and as fast as he could, thankfully making it before Barry decided to come looking for a snack again. Johnny tossed the meat to the side before dropping to his knees, and holding his chest. Simon came back with a blanket from the train, while Johnny was trying to steady his heart beat. You took a moment yourself, relieved he came back okay. Simon got the blanket around Johnny and you got his clothes for him.

Lizbeth gave you plenty of scraps for your efforts, and you got an earful of scottish curses from Johnny. Lizbeth was also kind enough to let him properly dry off and change in her cabin.

"Been a while since I've had a handsome young man in my cabin." She teased to you. Johnny may have considered changing in the train after that comment, but Simon told him to just go. As an extra bonus for your trouble, Lizbeth also let you have some of the stew she was brewing. The two soldiers were skeptical but you assured them Lizbeth wouldn't do something like poison or drug them.

"Now what are two soldiers doing in a place like this?" She asked while you ate. The three of you looked at each other. "It's not hard to tell dearies, not many people traverse this island, especially with vests like those."

"Long story." You answered. Lizbeth gave you a knowing look. Another mystical warning was coming. It never made it to you, because your meal was interrupted by a train whistle.

Lizbeth got back into her cabin, with the three of you following behind. Your train was too far away to make it before you would be spotted by Charles. Lizbeth had her cabin locked up tight while you listened to the awful noises of Charles. You watched out the back winow with a view overlooking the swamp, maintaining cover with Soap and Ghost. Charles legs stabbed into the water, any blood hidden by his red paint, dripping and staining the already murky swamp.

Lizbeth watched as well, hand over her mouth. Finding the signs of Barry was nearly impossible with how Charles was just scuttling about likely smelling the meat they had found earlier. Johnny finally got to see the beast he had been fleeing from in the water, and in action.

Charles let out a pained cry, that nearly destroyed your eardrums. When you looked you saw a strange mass had latched itself on to Charles's leg. Charles was bigger, and thrashed his weighted around, trying to get Barry to let go. The air is filled with ear piercing screams and water splashing. Charles chased Barry like a dog chasing it's tail, while Barry continued to flop around, keeping a grip on Charles leg. The noise seemed to go on forever, as did the fighting, until Charles decided it had had enough.

Charles slammed down the leg that Barry had latched himself, over and over, faster and faster. Finally Barry's grip loosened, and Charles went in for the kill. Without mercy, Charles spearin into Barry with another leg, shoving Barry back into the water in the process. The demon train wasn't done with him. Charles continued to slam Barry in and out of water, until Barry was finally off of Charle's leg. Lizbeth looked away, while you froze, your blood going cold. You wished you'd turned away from the sight as Charles stabbed into Barry for a second time and whipped Barry off his limb, and into the swamp, before waiting. It was seeing if Barry was actually dead, looking for the bubbles and ripples of life.

Nothing.

Charles, seemingly satisified with the lack of life, left.

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[bonny-kookoo]

Them taking tongue tied mc swimming because she used to love it but also being like very careful just in case the muscle memory is gone. No angst just sweet fluff. ❤️

You're a bit (very) wary as you look at the big pool, Jungkook already standing in it, showing you that no, you technically cannot drown- at least not in the shallow part where he's standing in. "Come, it's fine, I promise!" He says, walking closer to the edge, tapping your ankles. "I won't let you get hurt." He promises, and you slowly nod, sitting down to drop your legs in the water, before you hold out your arms- reaching for him.

And he doesn't waste a second to hold your waist securely as you slowly drop down the side into the water, immediately panicking a little when you slip a bit and end up dropping a lot quicker than anticipated. But Jungkook simply holds you, lets you cling onto him while staying calm so you can feel at least a bit more relaxed.

Namjoon walks a little closer, some staff now interested as well as Jungkook's designated cameraman starts to record from the sidelines.

"Is it cold?" Jungkook wonders as you tremble in the water, pupils blown wide.

"I think it's just because she got a little spooked, right?" Namjoon wonders, and slowly, it seems as if you become aware of where you are again, looking around as you break free from your fear induced paralysis. "There we go."

"See? Everything's fine." Jungkook offers with a bright grin, walking slowly away from the edge- and you follow, your tail almost instinctively moving to keep balance, something Namjoon notices with interest. Jungkook simply giggles to himself as he watches you bounce a little in your step, getting used to the water around you it seems like, and slowly, his hands leave your waist.

Though you still make sure to keep a hold of his hands, not that he's complaining.

"You wanna float a little?" He wonders, and you look up at him, torn. You do kind of want to, but you're also a little worried. What if you panic, and drown?

But Jungkook promised he wouldn't let you get hurt. So you nod.

"Turn around then, pup." He chuckles, before he places his hands under your arms. "Lean against me." He instructs, and you do as he says, resting your back against his chest before you gently kick your legs up. "There we go- see? You can do it." Jungkook grins, before he slowly helps you float on your back, head dipping into the water while your face stays outside-

looking at his brightly grinning face, upside-down.

"You wanna know something cool?" He wonders, and you just look at him, scared to nod. "No hands." He teases, holding up his hands on either side of you- and at that, you move to stand up again, whining loudly before splashing water at him. But he just laughs.

"See? You don't need any help!" He laughs- and you notice it too, suddenly.

When, out of nowhere, a purple ball falls into the pool, hypnotizing you. And it's the look you share with Jungkook that suddenly makes you both dash out to catch it, both Jimin and Taehyung joining in, quickly joined by the rest of them- even Yoongi, who however stays more or less on the sidelines while watching fondly.

By now, over the course of time, something had happened that management did not foresee at all. Not the fans becoming fond of you, or the band itself-

but staff.

A few makeup artists prepare some towels for when you come out of the water later- eight, to be exact, and others such as a camera director, brings some snacks from the leftover food over with the words 'she's probably gonna be starving later'.

You're becoming a fixed part of not only the group- but your surroundings as well. And considering the fact that they just know both Jungkook and Namjoon would file in for ownership the minute your foster care contract was to end, there's really.. nothing they could do about it.

It frustrates them to no ends.

But for the band, and the staff, and the fans who later on watch the whole game of.. it's not really clear if its fetch, or toss, or volleyball- but whatever you're playing, it crashes through the internet like a raging wildfire, many fans making clear references to your past as a competitive swimmer in the junior hybrid team. They've found out some of your old past- currently on a witch hunt for your past owner after the company had to respond to rumors surrounding past violence in your life.

They want justice. They want to see someone held accountable for what they found had happened to you- the loudest being hybrid activists and hybrid fans themselves.

But today, as everyone plays in the pool, there's only happiness, and the occasional roughhousing between Jungkook and the other two youngest's- having to be pulled apart by Namjoon every now and then.

"They're behaving like dogs." A manager says, disgruntled.

"Well, they're wolves, apart from her." A hair stylist snaps back amused. "So, not far off."

"Still." He huffs.

"Oh come on, let them be for a moment." She sighs, placing your towel near a plastic chair. "I myself think they look a lot happier these days." She shrugs, not staying to hear the answer she might get as everyone slowly emerges from the pool again, Jungkook carrying your yawning self towards the chairs and towels where he sits you down on one, an older staff member playfully wrapping the towel around you, laughing when you let her happily dry your ears for you.

And Yoongi can't help but watch in personal satisfaction as the manager present is forced to walk away from the scene-

well aware that you've won.

[flippinpancakes64]

Hey, idk if you've written this yet but how do you think the Cullen's would feel about turning their SO into a vampire?

The Cullens turning their S/O

I haven't done this yet so don't worry. I did something similar for my first post but that was the Cullens with a Newborn

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Edward:

Absolutely fucking not

You saw how much convincing it took for him to turn Bella

And that was after she almost died like 20 times

So if you're perfectly healthy, not in any immediate danger, and doing well in your life then he is not touching a single hair on your head

He won't do it

Of course, we have also seen that he can be convinced

I think with enough pushing and maybe one or two near death experiences you could negotiate something

Now if you're about to die?

He doesn't even hesitate

Well actually he does

But only for a little bit

You're dying, he needs to help you

He is so apologetic though

He feels like a monster for weeks

Or maybe even years

For as long as you're going through the newborn process he is tearing himself up on the inside

He legitimately wants to die he feels so bad

But he does get over himself lol

He has pretty good self control overall so as far as the actual process of turning you it would be pretty smooth

In general, though, he wouldn't want to do it

He's scared of killing you, of losing control, of you hating him, of everything that could go wrong

He's gonna need a while to be okay after you get turned

But he'll come around :)

Alice:

She doesn't remember her human life

As a result she doesn't feel too connected to humanity

So there's a pretty good chance that she would turn you if you asked her

Of course not before some arguing

While she doesn't feel connected to humanity, that doesn't mean that she wants to strip you of yours

But she is just a twinge selfish

It wouldn't take too much convincing for her to change you

She loves you and wants to spend eternity with you

She explains her challenges and gets Carlisle to weigh in with the pros and cons

But she would turn you

And if it was a life-or-death scenario?

Absolutely no hesitation

Maybe she saw that it was about to happen and couldn't stop it or for some reason she didn't see it

All she knows is that you are on the ground dying and she NEEDS to save you

She feels bad afterwards when she sees all of the pain that you're in

But she can also see that you'll be fine in a couple months

She just encourages you to be strong and wait it out

Is there for you every step of the way though

Jasper:

There's actually zero chance

He hates newborns

And he doesn't trust them

And he knows the pain

He remembers seeing other newborns writhing in pain, he remembers his own transformation, and he would never inflict that upon you

He cannot be convinced

Similarly to Edward, if you are happy, healthy, and content, he will not turn you

But there's no negotiation

Like end of story

He won't do it

Now if you're in danger and about to die, he'll do it

Actually he won't

He'll get Carlisle or Edward or literally anyone else to do it

He doesn't trust himself

He is convinced that he will kill you if he tries

And in his defense he probably would

But he is beside you every step of the way afterwards

He's very wary of you, though

Does his best to keep you calm and make sure you don't hurt anyone

Also feels very guilty

Even if he's not the one who made you

He feels like it's his fault

Rosalie:

Again, she wouldn't change you

We all know how she feels about humans being turned

She's probably the one who would be the least likely to do it

So again, if you're healthy and not on the verge of death, she will not change you

And it's sort of the same story when you're about to die

In a lot of ways, she wishes she had died instead of being turned

Now instead of being able to move on, she has to live with her regrets and with the fact that she will never be human

But she's a little too selfish for that

If somehow she managed to fall in love with you even though you were a human, that means she must REALLY love you

She spends so much time deliberating with herself that she has to turn you herself

Breaking her "never tasted human blood" streak

She gets a bit upset at that but she gets over it

She keeps debating with herself even after you've been turned

She's convinced that you must hate her now and that surely you want to be dead right now

And she feels terrible for having been the one to do it

But it's okay you have eternity to convince her that she made the right choice

Emmett:

He's another one who would just do it

The whole reason he was turned in the first place was because Rosalie fell in love with him

And so he figures that you being in love with him and him being in love with you is a good enough reason

You don't really have to beg him

He will insist that you know all of the risks first

He'll ask Carlisle for some tips on how to change you safely

And boom all done

But if you were about to die?

Same thing I guess

Literally no hesitation

Well actually let me back up

If someone or something attacked you he is killing their ass first

Doesn't matter who or what it was

Now if it was an accident or something he just goes to you straight up

No detours

I feel like he would struggle a bit with turning you

Right after he was turned the Cullens had to move multiple times in the span of a couple years because he kept getting out of control

So if he didn't have the time to properly prepare I feel like it might not end well

Hopefully for your sake Carlisle's there...

Esme:

She's another one whose life has only been improved by being turned

She was always captivated by vampires

And she didn't really have a happy life leading up to her death

So for her, one of the best things that's ever happened to her was being turned

Now, that does not translate directly to her turning you, no questions asked

Even though she loves her new life, she knows Rosalie's and Jasper's stories

And she wants you to think about it

You would have to ask her pretty consistently for at least a couple of years before she would say yes

She needs to know that you are absolutely sure

And that you know what you're agreeing to

So after a while you could get her to agree to it

Now in a life or death of course she would turn you

That is the exact scenario that Carlisle found her in

And she sees it as okay to turn someone then

She honestly might ask Carlisle to do it

When you're already in such a fragile state she doesn't want to jeopardize you even more

She doesn't really feel bad either way after you've been turned

As in like with herself

Obviously she feels bad seeing you in pain

But she doesn't feel like a monster or anything

You asked for this

Carlisle:

The man, the myth, the legend

He is responsible for turning at least four vampires

So he totally could

But if you're perfectly healthy then he's not going to

His moral compass is too high

I mean, his pattern is only turning people that are about to die

So good luck trying to convince this guy

Now if you ARE about to die...

Well then you have the perfect guy

Does not hesitate at all

He knows what to do, how to do it, and the best way to go about it

And who knows maybe he might get the morphine right this time (sorry Bella)

Very attentive after you've been turned

He knows everything that you need and is very patient

Another one who doesn't really carry the mental burden of turning you

You were about to die, he saved you

He does of course feel bad if you struggle more than normal with being turned

Or if you express hatred with some new aspects of yourself

But he does his best to be there for you and reassure you

Vampire! Bella:

So

She's got a bit of a complex

Before she got turned, she heard all of these horror stories about newborns

And then she got turned

And she didn't feel any of it

Logically, she knows it's because of her shield

But it doesn't stop her from thinking that surely it can't be that bad

That coupled with the fact that she LOVES her new vampire life

And that she hated being human

She doesn't hesitate

If you were to literally even mention it in passing that you wanted to be turned you are bitten that very night

#1 Enabler

And it's the same scenario if you were about to die

She loves you

Of course she's not gonna let you die

She does feel really bad though once she sees you struggling

Like if you're not adapting well or if you show obvious longing for your old life

She feels really bad

And she tells you that

Just give her a couple kisses and tell her that you love her

[squarebracketsmileyface]

I found this image while looking for drawing refs, and it sparked such a fun idea in my head lol

Birdie has done this to Brian before, she literally did the whole "You hurt him I'll hurt you" thing even tho she loves him as a teacher, letting him get close to her dad is something she's not entirely sure about to begin with, because her dad has explained to her a few times why she doesn't have a mum and why he just wants to stay a single dad forever. She knows he was dead set on not dating and not putting himself out there again, so when Brian ends up in their lives as Tim's boyfriend not just as her teacher, she's at least a little wary of the whole thing, y'know?

she was very polite with her threats, of course, he's still her teacher, he doesn't feel like family yet, like he will later on. But they're still threats, and pretty creative ones too.

But like, imagine being a pretty muscular adult man who can't just walk away to escape, and this tiny, scrawny ten year old you've been teaching P.E. to for like a year starts threatening you while you're staying at her house, because you're dating her dad. Like you're on the sofa waiting for her dad to come back so you can keep watching a movie together, and she just walks into the room and grabs your collar (very politely. She asks first, she says "This is what people on tv do, so i need to do it too" it's pretty amusing, but also vaguely disconcerting) and starts threatening you very politely in very inventive ways.

Because she loves her dad, and she knows he was in a not so great relationship once (tho she also knows that her dad feels really conflicted about that relationship and sometimes is like "yeah fuck that guy i remember everything he did" and other times he's like "why was i angry at him i dont remember him doing anything wrong? He was just hurt and scared because of Alex,") She's had to look after her dad after his nightmares for a long time, she knows what a lot of them are about (well, kinda, he tells her about them in kid friendly terms lol, the same way he tells her about the less good side of Jay) and she won't let Brian become a source of those nightmares.

So she gives him a shovel talk, y'know? Because that's what you're meant to do, isn't it? It's what they do on tv and in movies so it's probably what you're meant to do.

Also lot of the threats are bug related.

Because it's Birdie, of course her threats are bug related, she knows a lot about bugs and some of those facts make for good threats.

[marshmallowprotection]

Hi! Hope you're doing okay uwu

If possible I'd like to request any headcanons for jealous / possessive Saeyoung. Or if you think he wouldn't be the jealous type 🤔

Thank you!

Saeyoung doesn't need to be jealous. At least, he doesn't need to be jealous in a series way. After all, why would he feel insecure about the relationship you share with him when you've gone to Hell and back to stay by his side? He has the utmost trust in you. He knows you're too keen to make sure his fears don't take control of him. But, in that way, it has nothing to do with your relationship.

It has to do with the fear he's had his entire life that someone is going to take his loved ones far away and send them to his damn father to be tortured.

That has nothing to do with jealousy, it has everything to do with the fact that his paranoia is based on something truthful and you know to message him whenever you go somewhere without him so he can make sure you're safe and sound. Some people may be wary of the fact that he tracks you when you leave the bunker, but anybody who can understand reason would know that he does that only because if something goes wrong, he needs to know where your last location was and how to find you from that. 

I simply don't see him as somebody who gets jealous. Sure, some people knew you before he did, but there's no reason to be upset about that. They might know a different side of you, but they'll never know the side of you he knows. Yes, he might feel a little bit insecure knowing that he can't realistically know everything about you, but he can spend the rest of his life learning as much as everybody else has ever known. 

What point is there in getting jealous when you'll always come back to him? What point would there be in you being jealous when you know he'll always come back to you? It is sincerely a waste of your time and energy to be jealous about something that's not going to make a difference in your life.

He's not going to waste his time worrying about your relationship with other people, and he's not going to worry about somebody taking you away from him. 

After all, even though you're in a relationship with him, he doesn't own you and you are your own person. The same can be said for him. As much as he would like to be joined at the hip with you because he loves spending time with you, he knows that life doesn't always work out that way, and he can pray in thanks to God that he even gets to spend this time with you to begin with. He's grateful for what he has but he'll always have wished for a little bit more. 

This relationship is built on a foundation of mutual respect and trust. You love each other and you trust each other to be honest when one of you is feeling insecure about something. If you're feeling jealous, be honest with him, and if he's feeling the same way, he'll be honest with you.

One of the things he is learning is how to be honest with himself, and the people around him, so it's safe to say he's steadily going to approach you more and more with any feelings he has that may not always be pretty. A part of accepting himself is knowing that you deserve to love the truest part of him, and knowing that you love that side of him helps him learn how to love it a little bit more, too. 

However, if you are somebody who likes it when your partner is a little bit jealous or possessive in a healthy way, he is sure to role-play along with that. As most people are already well aware, he is quite comfortable getting into character, and he won't mind making sure you get whatever you want—in a safe way. 

At the end of the day, I think the only thing you need to worry about is helping him tune in on his paranoia. I think the closest you may get to a situation where you think he's being outright jealous would be one built on a misunderstanding. Like, maybe you're going to hang out with a friend you haven't seen in a long time and he seems to be standoffish at the fact that you want to go alone.

You might think he's jealous, but in reality, it's just that head of his twisting around and around with the fear that maybe this person knows something they're not supposed to know about him and they're going to hurt you because of it. Does it make sense? No, it may not always make sense, but fear isn't supposed to make sense most of the time. It's just there. 

So, if you approach him in a situation like this thinking he's jealous, you'll be surprised to realize that no, he's not jealous at all, he's more worried about the fact that somebody might be close to his father or the people he's pissed off in the agency. Even if it's somebody you've known for a long time and you trust, he has trust issues, and he can't help being afraid of losing you. He trusted somebody once and nearly lost his brother, he can't imagine ever letting that happen to you.

So, just remember to be gentle with him in those situations, as I'm sure you understand him and that fear very well. 

[greenlightbulbonawire]

Misfits (yeah like the Arcane song)

V.

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Author's note: some people have already read this on ao3 and some here and on others platforms, so I'm happy that this gets at least some traction, genuinely more than I expected it to such a short span of time, so, I promise you, if you stick around, you'll get to meet the man himself, even if only for a little. :] xoxo

Fourth chapter

Masterlist

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You grabbed a metalic chair, way too heavy for you to carry and started dragging it over to them. It was very awkward to watch but hey, what does a prison escapee care 'bout awkward. The chatter in the pub has died down and people were watching you, with various emotions playing on their faces. Even the young band was watching, they looked somehow more awkward than the whole situation felt, and that made you just a little more confident.

You slid the chair to their table with one, satisfying motion and sat on it.

"Mind if I join?"

You said, trying to make your confidence radiate from you. They exchanges looks before one of them, a boy with curly orange hair and bright blue eyes spoke up.

"Uhh, I mean, sure?"

You nodded and made yourself comfortable. They looked wary of you, but none of them said anything.

"Look I won't bother you, but I need help with something."

You began explaining, whilst you studied their expressions for the slightest hint of just about anything. You explained your situation and that you need someplace to stay. At first, they remained silent, but then the boy spoke again. He told you about a groups of rebels, Firelights he called them, but to your disappointment, he had no clue how to get to them.

But you had all the information you needed. They attack shimmer deliveries, and you knew how Silco transported them, if you could manage to sneak on board, then you'd have a chance. And if the Firelights didn't show up? Well, then you'd just take the delivery down by yourself. Or die trying. And you had to at least try. So, after you found an abandoned, broken and dirty little flat and made it your new home, you started preparing.

First: information. If you were to sneak onto one of Silco's deliveries, you, of course, needed to know when and where to do so. So you watched and observed your ass off. After some time, you knew each and every one of Silco's men and women and whatnot, how they behaved and how to stay out of their line of sight. You even had a few chats with some of them and some of them you never met. But you gathered the info you needed nonetheless.

Second: disguise. You knew it'd be impossible to just hide out of their view, you had to make them think you were one of them. So, you stole and pickpocketed everyone you deemed worth it. And you managed to make up a good disguise and in the end, you even liked it. And that made you even more cocky and cemented your belief in your abilities, simply put, you were very satisfied with yourself.

Third: execution. The hardest and most riskiest part of your plan, but the fact that you managed to befriend some of Silco's goons made it a little easier. So one night, you walked in the shadows, and marched right into one of the factories, where they were packing a delivery. You blended right into the crowd, everyone was busy enough with the glowing liquid to notice you, exactly like you knew they'd be.

[beatricebidelaire]

f/g/j

the second day of this mission where they're to stay at this rented apartment in a town a day's drive away from the city, the setup of the apartment has already been organized and re-organized more than once. josephine had arrived the earliest, always cautiously early, and arranged the apartment to her liking. and then georgina had came in and re-organized everything to her system, raising several alarms ringing in josephine's head. safety concerns, mainly. josephine hurried to make a few adjustments, and that's when frank decided that everything needed to be filed and placed according to his system.

one would think three people who are all cautious and organized would not have let the apartment descend into this chaos, but there it is.

then they're forming alliances, georgina convincing josephine that they need to team up. after some negotiations between themselves - mostly josephine on the safety concerns and the measures dealing with those - they came to a compromise. and then frank - rarely ever a gossip - is telling josephine about all the morally questionable things georgina had been mixed up in during the last few years. and then there's this incident of georgina's attempt at hypnotizing frank, interrupted by josephine.

the actual action part of the mission hasn't even begun yet, at this point.

josephine, like most people, has heard at least some vague rumors about georgina orwell. despite that, she finds her not as terrible as those rumors said, and has a certain charm to her, if only she's not so assertive at all times. as for frank, she appreciates how methodical and mindful of details he can be, but finds the way he seems to constantly nag about georgina's faults tiresome.

georgina, on the other hand, alternates between thinking josephine overly paranoid and being somewhat endeared by the fact that josephine doesn't seem to buy into what most volunteers have said about georgina. and for someone as easily worried as josephine, that has to count for something. georgina is not a particularly soft or sentimental person, but she allows herself to find this ...... a little cute, perhaps. but like, perhaps she's thinking the word cute in a condescending matter, like she usually is. as for frank denouement, she knows he's wary of her, because he doesn't quite hide it. this sparks her interest in a different way. a challenge, maybe. she certainly does want to try to hypnotized him, if only for science.

like georgina has guessed - or rather, observed - frank is wary of her. what he hides though, is that while he doesn't quite trust her, he finds himself admiring her competence and efficiency. reluctantly admiring, that is. he has no plans of letting her know that. as for josephine, he worries about her, sometimes. the way she seems softer and therefore more easy to fallen prey to georgina orwell's .... whatever scheme she may be cooking up. if georgina were to lure josephine to bed, frank's almost certain that she would succeed.

"and if she lures you instead?" bertrand asks, on the phone.

"she won't," frank says. then adds. "and i'm not interested in her anyway."

"really?" bertrand has the audacity to sound skeptical over the phone. "so she's not your type at all?"

"my type? untrustworthy optometrists? absolutely not."

"dangerously competent people."

"............... i'm hanging up," frank says.

"sure," bertrand says. "by the way, your brothers send their regards."

"did they say anything else?"

"yes, they both like my new hairstyle."

frank hangs up.

[xox-b1te-m3-xox]

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[bcrcavcd]

@sisturn complains: “why are we going grave-robbing again?” abigail drifts to wendy’s side, her brow quirked, “aren’t there other places to get rare stuff? preferably without seeing a skeleton. those give me the heeby-jeebie—”

a small blue specter rises from a nearby headstone, making a pitiful wailing sound. abigail’s eyes narrow, and she immediately puts herself between wendy and the other ghost. the deceased twin moans irritably, swatting at him; the little spirit squeaks, retreating behind the headstone. he peeks out from behind it, looking between the twins with wide eyes. his gaze settles on wendy, and he gives a tiny whine — “scary! scary! help?” — while abigail still glowers at him, practically puffing herself up like an angry bird.

"Because the others at camp are too scared to get things from here..." Wendy illuminates, seeming as completely annoyed by the prospect of coming here as Abigail was. The last time they'd come here had felt so recent, and already the adults were out of gold? It felt preposterous in all honesty, to send a child out with the specters of the world. Wendy didn't mind going there at that point, finding herself at peace with all the doom and gloom around her. That didn't make it fair, however, and she felt a right to complain about it.

However, things change once the specter appears. Usually, the only times they would appear was if they were disturbed, or the full moon was present. Considering it was the middle of the day, that ruled out the latter, and she hadn't even begun digging up the graves yet. So, what was this one doing out?

With that in mind, Wendy also notices how small the ghost seems to be. She and Abigail were only ten, and yet the latter appeared the same size as the other ghosts, so the only thought that passed her mind was one that brought her great sadness. A smaller child than even she, forced into this world and unable to live through it. That poor child... No wonder it was awoken by their presence, such a restless soul must live behind those downtrodden eyes.

He wants help... Perhaps, from her annoyed sister who had every reason to be wary. The living sister was not, though. Such a small creature, he likely couldn't hurt a fly, could he? Much more frightened of them than they ever could be of him. So, she takes that first leap and turns to Abigail, hoping that her words would be enough to calm her down. "I know we don't often see creatures that are completely harmless, but I don't think there's anything we need to be worried about here..." She replies in her normal monotone, before she turns her attention fully to the little ghost.

"It's alright... I won't let Abigail hurt you, she just gets scared for me is all," Once that focus shifts, Wendy seems to be a lot softer in her toning, something that would be odd for anyone who knew her well. Maybe it was just the fact that the child was so young. Or maybe she felt pity for his situation. In any sense, her main priority was making sure the young one felt safe, even if there wasn't much he needed to worry about.

"It's awfully strange to see one like you without some sort of disturbance... Is there something that keeps you from your rest?" It was the least she could do, offering to help where she could. It didn't mean she would be able to do it, but at the very least she could hear him out. "I don't want you to think I can do anything, but the two of us will see what we can do to help..."

[rightintheghoulies]

Subby Secondo: Part 1

I have no idea how many parts there'll be- it'll depend on how much I can write and how long for. Some posts might be short and sweet...

18+ MDNI

Secondo & fem reader

Warnings: SMUT, choking, pegging in later post, a little bondage, overstimulation, a bit of angst

Secondo has been extra wound up lately- probably burnt out from Sister Imperator running him ragged. You’re afraid he’ll end up sick if he doesn’t slow down soon.

Even the siblings have been wary of his recent temper, and not been so forth coming as usual with offering him some ‘company’.

His strained voice calls you in from behind the door. He hasn't even taken his paints off yet- just undone a couple of buttons on his black shirt and rolled his sleeves up. His head hangs low as he sips some Absinthe and walks to the front of the desk in his bedroom.

You close the door gently and lock it. 'Everything ok, Papa?'

He gives an unconvincing 'Si' over his shoulder.

'Anything I can do?'

'Just tired, Cara' he says putting his glass on the desk, back still facing you.

You put the small bag you have on the bed and tentatively make your way over.

'Can't you ask Sister for some time off? Or at least more help? I'm happy to do extra tasks'

'It will calm down again soon. There is just a lot going on right now' He takes another swig of his glass.

'Would you let me take you out? We could go for a walk or something just to unwind?'

Silence.

Your torso grows heavier and heavier; like the weight of his despair and fatigue has filled the room and seeped into you. You've never seen him like this and it's terrifying. Sod it. Time to act.

'Can... I… take care of you, Papa?' You say softly.

His ears move slightly as he makes an expression, but what, you can't see. He fiddles with his hands, cracking his knuckles.

You move forward some more, then do something you hope you won't upset him; place your forehead lightly on his back. The urge to touch him with your hands is making you irritable so you hold them together.

‘Let me take care of you, please. Just for now. Just for once’ you beg.

Secondo rubs his brow, forgetting he still has his paints on. Looking at his hand he sighs.

It seems highly unlikely that he has ever gotten close to a ghoulette before, but you figure the worst he could do is send you back to hell if it ended up being a hard ‘NO’.

'Like what?' His tone unbothered.

With one swift move you pull his forearms round his back.

Clunk. Click. The handcuffs you held with your tail fit his wrists perfectly.

Secondo's growing smirk could just be seen as he turned his head to look at you over his shoulder.

Too late to back out? Yeah. A little bit.

You knew even if you ran away now, Papa would not let you live this down. It'd be his wonderful secret to torture you with, to ask 'inconspicuous' questions about, and pressure you to divulge what you were planning to do to him.

Silently composing yourself, you grab his hips turning him gently. Yes, that smirk is still there as he looks down his nose at you. He perches on the desk and crosses his ankles.

'So... do you have a plan, piccolo?'

Welp, you've started now. Might as well commit.

Leaning into his right ear, letting your warm breath tickle his skin.

'Si, Papa; I'm going to wipe that smug look off your face' A rolling purr starts in your throat but leaves your mouth as a long, low growl.

The man's face slowly drops. His eye lids half close. Breathing becomes deeper and slower for control.

You start just below his ear; soft, deliberate kisses following the artery down the side of his neck.

He tries hard not to move and give away the fact that it's working. Unfortunately for him, the sharp intake of breath when you lick from his 'salt cellar' (the V between the collar bones), dragging your wet tongue up to his left ear, is a sure sign.

After guiding his earlobe into your mouth with your tongue, you suck firmly, moving your head back and forth a little to graze him with some teeth.

A pleased moan escapes you as you suck hard while pulling away, leaving his lobe to fall out of your hot mouth.

Papa shudders, leans forward, mouth open to gasp for air.

You lean in and rest your forehead against his. Tingling warmth blooms in your chest so intense you must stroke his face and kiss his cheek.

It's ok, Papa. You're safe. I'll look after you.

Secondo's lips reach for yours, but you keep moving your head away, then ghosting past his lips to taunt him repeatedly.

Nipping along his jawline and chin, your hands get busy opening the rest of his shirt. Glancing down you can't help but notice how effective you've been so far. Your body slams against Papa. Nails and fingers tear his shirt away from his torso and run fiercely over his back, waist, hips- anywhere you can reach. You dig your talons into his waist and your tongue into his mouth.

Both of your heartbeats shoot up. Neither of you can avoid whimpering and moaning at the bliss of this full-frontal contact.

No. You can't succumb. Don't give him what he wants yet.

Begrudgingly you put some distance between your bodies.

His eyes blink and brows furrow, catching his breath.

Hooking your fingers into his belt you pull him away from the desk and into the middle of the space. Loosening the buckle, you focus on the metallic clinks to ground yourself.

Eyes lock together. Fingers push the top button of his trousers free then drift down to the zip. It glides smoothly, barely making any sound.

Your hands itch to feel his skin again so you slide them into the waistband and force it down over his hips, the curve of his ass, and further until you need to bend down a little. Taking this perfect opportunity, you lick his chest as you bring yourself upright.

His cock visibly twinges through his black boxers. A dark patch forming in one spot. The smell of his precum makes you gush and now it’s your turn to slow your breathing down.

Testing his sensitivity, you lightly brush your right hand from his balls to the tip of his cock. He body twitches. You share a smirk.

Lucifer, I need him.

The pad of your thumb rubs the wet tip in circles. The man huffs and hangs his head again. He groans at the friction of his boxers. After a few moments your thumb kneads along his slit. His groan is louder this time.

It’s getting more and more difficult to resist your own urges. You just want to give him what he wants, what he deserves, make him feel cared for and less lonely.

When his groans begin to wane, both of your hands slip around his belly, and down his lower back. Having to reach that far behind him makes you lean forward, pressing your tits against his chest, and your cheek against his.

Fingers then palms slide into his underwear, hooking your thumbs over the edge guiding them down to meet his trousers.

Papa quickly pushes his open mouth to yours but before he could take your lower lip between his teeth, you remind him who is in charge.

CRACK. Your tail recoils behind you just as fast as it lashed Secondo’s ass. The big breath he took in came out almost as a growl.

Your abdomen heats up. Your clit twitches. You can feel yourself swell and throb.

Daddy. I mean Papa. I mean Daddy. I mean Papa…

He looks at you through his eyelashes with a tiny grin, but you swear you see teeth.

This is the hardest time you’ve ever had controlling yourself since being Earthbound again.

Using his cock to pull him forward, you snarl, slowly extending your tongue which Secondo eagerly takes. It’s nasty and deliberate. Both of you wanting to just let go and devour each other but managing to show restraint.

Your kissing lasts longer this time; long enough to fully appreciate the rise and fall of his chest, small hums, and leaking head rocking back and forth.

Stroking your hands down his sides to the backs of his thighs, you begin working the upper muscles with your strong fingers. A quiet whimper followed by a group of moans mean you’re on the right track.

Moving up to Papa’s backside you can feel the warm, thick line across his cheeks created by your ‘whip’ earlier. Grabbing big handfuls and massaging his flesh encourages him to push his hips into you more.

While relishing the sounds and sensations of the moment, you realise a glaringly obvious task you’ve not included in your itinerary. Bringing your left hand firmly to his lower back and your right hand to his testicles, you begin rolling your digits. His gasp into your mouth is nothing compared to the one he gives when you swiftly press two fingertips behind his scrotum.

You’ve always loved hearing him curse in Italian. For some reason it fills you with affection and delight. The time to worry is if it’s in Latin- that’s heavy duty stuff.

So now as he mumbles profanities in his native language and drags his face into your neck, you are so very, very happy.

Pressing harder, and moving in painfully slow, circular motions you ask your Papa ‘Do you prefer this way? Or…’ You switch to the other direction. ‘…this way?’

First came a high-pitched whine. A loud moan rumbled into your neck as he leaned harder against you.

Turning your head to his, you hold swollen lips against his skin and breathe in the smell of his paints and cologne. You smile.

My beautiful Papa. My beautiful boy.

While you continue to make him literal ‘putty in your hands’, you bring your left arm up to wrap around his torso. Your lips skim across the skin available to them and rest in another place, then another, and another.

After a while and a mixture of whines, whimpers, and a lot of swearing, your fingers ease up. With his forehead heavy on your shoulder now, Secondo closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths.

‘Still with me, Papa?

He nods.

‘Bravo ragazzo. I really hope that felt good, because I have something that’ll hopefully make you feel amazing…’

Lifting his head, he raises his eyebrows.

You give him a soft kiss before walking to your bag on the bed. You admire the view on your return with a quiet sigh.

One of your hands graze his stomach and lays on his chest, while the other holds something up by his ear.

Delicately kissing his face, you squeeze the raised hand.

CLICK. VVVVVVVRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR…

Your man’s eyes widen as the small bullet vibrator inches closer to his earlobe.

@kissingghouls @moony-ghoul @nocturnal-birb @angellayercake @sucharide

[blade-liger-4ever]

About the X-Men's Place in Marvel

So I saw a post or two about how people say you have to read/watch the X-Men as if they were a separate entity from the wider Marvel Universe. These posts also brought up how it "doesn't make sense" to have the mutants discriminated and hunted by the powers that be in every telling of the story.

I have some solutions to that - all of which won't be accepted by the companies in charge of Marvel/the X-Men for some years.

Step 1: Establish that mutant discrimination is rampant primarily/only in the cities.

Have snippets throughout the Marvel Universe where the big cities like NYC, Chicago, Seattle, and all those types have various reports demanding laws against mutants, or restrictions placed upon mutants solely because they're "inherently violent", or "studies show mutants are naturally volatile and a danger to society", or what have you. Furthermore, with how these cities are renowned for broken families, domestic abuse, and high crime rates, the likelihood of a mutant kid falling in with a gang or other bad apples is through the roof. They'd be proving these narratives right, as well as fueling the "studies" done by those in power in the cities.

The reason you could and should do this with the X-Men is how mutants, as the "next step of humanity", prove the notion of transgender to be folly by their sheer existence. Follow the science, gender is a construct, etc, right? Well then, why were these kids born with powers and not the other half over here? Logically, some biological factor is at play.

But that means the "experts" would have to acknowledge biology as fact. So, to keep up the smokescreen of "there is no definition of a woman", they'd have to throw the mutants under the bus and label them as an aberration in the gene pool. Heck, you could go to town with Trask if you went that route.

Step 2: Have the rural parts of America at most wary of mutants, and indifferent at least.

Anyone who has lived in the American South or even the Midwest knows that you've got all manner of people there: whites, blacks, Indians, Asians, mixed race - the list goes on. Those same people also all tend to be part of a community that sees past the skin color and accepts them as family, so long as the individual - regardless of race - is an upstanding citizen and doesn't have a severe criminal record (i.e. hasn't raped or abused others). However, while it's a welcoming environment and open to all manner of community activities, these locations are still full of abuse victims, drug dealings, and trafficking.

So, when mutants are discovered in the South or Midwest, the parents and others in the community have to make sure that Johnny across the street isn't a mutant because 1 his father is an alcoholic who beats him, 2 his mother is a drug addict and has been in jail so long no one remembers what she looks like, and 3 he's a known delinquent. If he has powers, who's to say he won't use that to take his anger and pain out on the town? And then there's little Suzy down by the courthouse. She's got loving parents, good family and friends, but can be pretty arrogant. If she gets or already has powers, what's to stop her from trying to go out and be a hero? Or worse, if she picks a fight with the wrong guy, will she be used as another example of "the Mutant Menace"? And my own kids, they're bein' taught right, but what if they get the same idea if they turn out to be mutants? Or what if they have a temper tantrum, and the cops come and take them away?

There's a lot more to think about when you put mutants in that perspective, now isn't there?

Step 3: Have there be a clear line between anti-mutant sentiment and pro-mutant sentiment.

Think of the pro-life and pro-abortion policies for a moment. We all know there's two sides, one saying "life doesn't begin until X time" (pun not intended), and the other saying "life begins at the moment of conception."

Now, throw mutants into the mix.

Imagine a woman who has been raped. She's traumatized, and aware that she's now pregnant with her rapist's child. Add on to the factors of her life - single, full or part-time job, on her own in a city - and not only would the doctors tell her to abort the child, but add, "Besides, what if it's a mutant? You're already at risk, and studies show how dangerous and erratic mutants are. If you don't abort the child, you'll be at risk just as much as your neighbors."

That could be a separate plot line entirely on its own in the Marvel Universe. Imagine the X-Men fighting not just for mutant rights, acceptance, etc, but for the ones without a voice. You could get so much more out of that, and everyone is sleeping on the potential!

Conclusion

There are many routes to show that the X-Men can coexist not only in the wider Marvel Universe, but doing so without making them metaphors for the gay and trans community. Doing that to the X-Men is an insult to not just the characters and the morals they uphold, but to Stan Lee himself. Many times he said that the X-Men were not representative of that community; the only reason that lens was applied to them was because of the perverted Chris Claremont, who wanted everyone gay, and only because of Jim Shooter did we not have guys kissing each other - or girls kissing each other - for a couple of decades.

I know this will get me much hate, but I don't think I care at this point. I love the X-Men, I love the morals for which they stand/stood, and I love the stories that have been and could be told with them. And I'm tired of seeing everyone demand they be gay, or be in a separate universe from the now streamlined Marvel characters.

Please, just think about the true, good elements of a story you could tell with them, without taking them away from the rest of the Marvel cast.

[zacs-of-rwby]

Tip: Tip smiles, looking rather sad, still.

"Oscar's my brother, in my own universe. He's fourteen to my ten, it has been a rather interesting adjustment, coming to terms with suddenly having a sibling. I'm very glad to hear that he's doing so well here! As for Cinder? I'll take your word for it that she isn't what she is in my own universe, but apologies if I remain slightly wary of her and Mercury both.

There's no magic here? How odd... you don't mention auras or semblances, either, do those still exist?"

He'll happily follow Mr. Oz, though, hoping that this place won't be anything like as dark as his mind worries it is. He ignores the reference to Salem, for now...

Mr. Oz: [chuckles] Well, I'm sure our Oscar will find meeting you to be a very interesting interaction, to say the least. I'm not sure if you're familiar, but there seemed to be some overlap in the other universes with some other faces you may be seeing around, as well.

Ruby and Yang volunteer quite often, usually followed by Weiss, Whitely, and Blake. I believe they are expected to visit today, as a matter of fact. And our staff members should be around here, somewhere: Pyrrha, Jaune, Velvet, and Damien. And my husband should be returning any minute. Explaining this whole situation to him will be... Rather interesting.

I understand your hesitation to interact with certain people based on your own experiences. Even an entire universe of separation makes it hard to get rid of those negative experiences. Do feel free to let me know if there is anyone else you wish to avoid, or at least be a little weary of. We'll do our best to protect you.

As for "semblances" and "aura" I'm afraid you've got me at a loss, there. I'm not familiar with either of those terms.

[puff-mmd]

dude shower thoughts brought seijin back into the story

so hear me out

i've always been bothered by trying to figure out where kaisei goes after he and ciro get into their fight, because it has to be a place that ciro could have no idea about. the whole point is he is worried that something bad has happened to kaisei, because no one he contacts knows where he is and kaisei isn't messaging him back (hard to do when his phone was left at home after being kicked out, but that's neither here nor there)

the thing is, by this point in the story, their friend groups overlap pretty concisely. kaisei's friends know ciro and vice versa.

so instead of kaisei holing up with someone either of them knows currently,

what if it's someone from kaisei's past that ciro never knew about?

aka remember way back when i said that in middle/high school, some guys would hit on kaisei as a means of exploration for themselves?

seijin was one of those guys. in fact, he was the guy that got so uncomfortable being intimate with a dude that he just up and left kaisei in a classroom or something, which definitely upsets him.

years later, after his fight with ciro and being kicked out (temporarily, unbeknownst to kaisei atm), he gets hungry and wanders into a convenience store.

"can't think on an empty stomach..."

to which kaisei realizes his phone and wallet were left at home and ah damn how am i going to pay for this snack, the cashier is looking at me like i'm crazy and maybe i am for wandering in so dazed like this, this is why my life is in shambles-

"you can have it. but first, can you help me out with some boxes of stock? they're really heavy and my next shift employee doesn't come in for another hour."

kaisei stares at the dark haired man behind the counter, processing the request, before he absentmindedly nods.

"can i eat this first though? you know oni's, we lose strength quickly, haha..."

"sure"

so kaisei eats his snack and helps this guy out. he doesn't mind the questions from this manager dude, he knows he looks like an oddball and even more so for agreeing to help this guy out at his job.

somewhere in the conversation, kaisei spills that he's been kicked out of the apartment he shares with his bf, and seijin is like, "that's rough buddy. you need a place to stay for a bit?"

kaisei is taken aback a bit by the offer, they just met, hadn't they? he appreciated the help, but he was a little wary of how sudden it was.

and that's when seijin admits the whole "we knew each other in school thing", and how it was really obvious to him who kaisei was. being popular in school and going on to become a famous face plastered all over on magazines and ads has made him quite recognizable.

kaisei remembers him, and then hesitates.

"are you really okay with me staying over like that? after all these years, and how things ended...?"

"yeah man, that was like, high school. i've gotten better about that stuff, and my roommate is like, your biggest fan, so i'm sure she won't mind you hanging around until you're ready to go back."

(his roommate isn't a girlfriend or anything, they are literally just friendly roommates. i get the vibe that seijin might actually be ace in this scenario.)

so kaisei ends up rooming with an old acquaintance and his roommate that does her best not to be weird but is also definitely obsessed with him.

maybe that roommate is miyuri actually, i always liked her design and i could probably morph both her and seijin into some kind of creatures to fit the supernatural world.

she is probably the one who is most helpful in convincing kaisei that he needs to go back and talk things out with ciro.

"even if the worst case scenario happens, at least it will be over and done with."

miyuri says to kaisei as she holds back tears because she was overjoyed when it leaked that kaisei had a steady boyfriend. she's loved his work for so long, and was so happy that kaisei had found someone truly special - he had been longing for it, and she felt that longing through being a fan.

(she is living her dream of piecing her otp back together rn too, idk)

i'm sure seijin also agrees with her that he needs to try again, if nothing else than to see that things are over and start moving on.

(but they both definitely hope they'll just work things out)

and then that fixes the whole "wait so why doesn't ciro just contact everyone they both mutually know to see where he's at" bc former roommate of kaisei's is probably on that list of people ciro would get in touch with.

but random acquaintance/friend(?) from school that kaisei hadn't spoken to in years and never told ciro about?

yeah he's not gonna know to contact seijin lol

closest thing i can get to removing kaisei from his world entirely, because ciro is the type that will turn the world upside looking for his lover, even if he is pissed off at him.

who knows, i might not even keep all of this, but for now, i like it and i think it works. i missed seijin and miyuri tbh, i scrapped them, but it was because they didn't serve a purpose in the story anymore, not because i didn't like them.

welcome back guys ig 💖

[cat3ch1sm]

💚| hello all<3 decided to write these because i was surprised that I never had before. wrote these for some hxh characters, but i am totally down to write these for any other of my fandom characters as well! just drop them below or in my asks and i'll get to u when I can :D

<3

listening to jealous by eyedress while writing this and i love this song with my entire soul. y'all don't understand. also this might be why i decided to write these haha

ily guys, thank you for bearing with me. enjoy<333

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ g/n s/o, light mentions of murder, possessiveness maybe?

how do they act when they get jealous? ~ main 4

gon

₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ idk if he really gets jealous. he just kinda trusts you not to mess around with other people and leaves it at that

・❥・ if gon suspects that someone else might be coming on to you, and you aren't totally against it, he'll just let you go right there. he doesn't care for all the drama

・❥・ if that isn't the case, though, he'll go out of his way to avoid that person. he'll do it covertly, and you likely won't even notice. he avoids acting "jealous" because he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

killua

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ if he sees you being "friendly" with another person, chances are he won't be very happy.

・❥・he'll brush off your questions later, bragging about how nobody could ever compete with him, but it does bother him. however, he knows you won't be happy if he overreacts, so he purposely lets whoever's coming on to you keep it up while reacting accordingly to prevent suspicion on your end.

・❥・then, when they've finally crossed the line- maybe put a hand on your body, made a suggestive remark about something you were wearing- that's when killua will strike, after you've become less wary and when you aren't around. doesn't matter where they are he will find a way to get to them. the least he'll do is make them shit themselves, but killing isn't totally out of the question for him, either... after all, what the hell are they doing coming on to his partner?

・❥・"hey, killua- have you seen 'them' lately? i haven't encountered them in a while."

"nope. haven't seen them at all."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

kurapika

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ this man isn't the jealous type. he doesn't want to seem controlling or possessive, so he tries his best to let you talk to whoever you feel like.

・❥・of course, that isn't to say kurapika doesn't get suspicious about certain people every once in a while. it's an instinct at this point

・❥・so when he sees you off talking with someone who seems to be getting a little too close, he'll calmly walk up and greet the person politely, making sure to nonchalantly throw in the fact that he's your boyfriend. if kurapika's really sensing something weird, he might throw an arm around your waist, plant a quick kiss on your cheek.

・❥・but really, he's internally begging this person to try him. let this person touch you or look at you the wrong way, and he's whisking you away with the most frightening glare you've ever seen directed toward the person. needless to say, you don't see them again, and kurapika just acts like nothing happened.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

leorio

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ is the jealous type- bro feels threatened kinda easily. although, he isn't the jealous type- brooding, kisses you ravenously in front of anyone he sees as a threat, makes sure everyone knows you're with him at all times. he's just jealous- "HEY BRO THATS MY PARTNER WHY ARE YOU EVEN LOOKIN AT THem oh wait okay calm down fine let's just leave y/n"

・❥・*aggressively holds your hand as he walks away with u*

"leorio?"

"yeah?"

"you're hurting my hand..."

✧༺💚༻∞ ✧💚 ༺💚༻∞

y'all i have such a hard time taking mr. oreo seriously. like please you'd have to hold me at gunpoint to get me to write something serious about him💔💔

i hope u enjoyed reading<33