#bf is open to interpretation

[deoidesign]

Deo, Deo, Wait Deo.

First of all, HII i love your comic!

And Second of all! What do you MEAN the "vampire hunter" is an "other"??? Was that in the comic? Did i forget about something??? This is very plausible, my memory is horrible. Do we actually know what's his deal? Or was it hinted and perhaps went over my head?? My eyes are wide open, filled with wonder, and ears are listening 👁️👁️

it's not any sort of canon moment you could have picked up on or something you could have missed, don't worry!

That relationship chart is sort of just a little bit of the "what's going on in my head while I'm writing" and a part of that is that to me, I see people like witches and vampire hunters as partially intertwined with the concept of the supernatural. They are human, but they are defined by their relationship to the supernatural, in a way that makes them almost something other than human.

so he is "other" because he's a vampire hunter. Whether this is due to bloodline, his book, some sense he developed or trained, or just a choice he made is up for interpretation, but that's why I marked him as such!

I would also likely mark Eleanor as half other for the same reason!

[dirkxcaliborn]

Reddit is absolutely insane sometimes. "my boyfriend gets sad when I don't want to watch him play video games and doesn't feel like playing anymore."

"Your boyfriend is a childish control freak" < not even paraphrased. That's literally how the comment started word for word.

[master-gatherer]

Had my first run in with the sleep paralysis demon so no overtime for me ¯⁠\⁠(⁠◉⁠‿⁠◉⁠)⁠/⁠¯

[squiddy-god]

can I request leona with an cat beastman bf, like once he's just sleeping somewhere and when he wakes up there's someone sleeping by his side – someone that wasn't there before.

so before they start dating, they become nap buddies. they always nap together, and once cat!bf starts to do the classic feline courtship (giving leona something he hunt, the classic cat bakery on his body and stuff like that) leona, as a big cat, ofc knows what's going on and reciprocates

now they're like the biggest haters of the entire nrc population but hey at least they love each other so they hate on people together, gossip together and do feline things together :)

( ruggie CANNOT stand their asses if he sees one more session of them cat bathing each other's hair he's gonna THROW UP )

tbf I just want an lion x housecat trope .......

This is so great because i'm imaging like those super judgemental cats and yall just hate on everyone 

♥︎requests open ♥︎

Cw : reader is yuu but is also a beastman (interpret how you want), male/masc! Reader, everytime i write male/masc reader an angel gets it wings, yall are judgy in this lol

I absolutely love the idea of just two cats in love, 

It 1000% started as you napping next to him because let's face it he knows the best napping locations 

At first hes so annoyed but eventually it reaches the understanding of both of you being napping buddies

Ruggie is just glad he has to deal with less of leonas attitude lmao, he's your problem now 

When you start dating its probably one of those things where in his head you have been dating for like 4 months now, but your like “what are we” 

The cat bakery biscuit machine is so real because i just imagine you napping in bed and out of nowhere you are making biscuits on him because mmmmm

I think he does the cat bap thing 

Bap bap bap 

Rolls his eyes every time you loudly proclaim that he cant nap without you but like,,,is the lie in the room with us 

I like to think that he pretends and rolls his eyes when you do like cat courtship stuff like dead birds on his doorstep lmao but he secretly loves it so much

Now i think leona is actually going to be the biggest culprit of the licking your hair 

And ruggie is so sick of it, if he sees this FREAK lean over to lick you one more time hes getting the spray bottle and he is USING it  

Ssk ssk ssk ssk type shit

While yall are cuddling this man HATES 

He is the next top hater at nrc, i fear to say but yall are hating on malleus 

Lizard boy is catching strays (hahaha get it) and he's not even there to defend himself 

And if you hate someone? Babe that is his ENEMY

Supportive hater king, like if you hate that person so dose he, no need to explain (but do because the gossip is hot and fresh) but he needs no reason to be a hater 

This isnt even black cat x orange cat, this is two of the most judgy black cat duos 

Like the black cat filing its claws like you just told the most hot tea this century 

Dare i say… BACK TO THE KITTY CAUSE HES KINDA PRETTY- I CANT STOP LOOKING AT HIS T-T-T-FACE

The worst is when you have the same lazy mischievous grin and everyone knows shit is about to go down

[kifkay]

Winx & Specialists Dynamics that are so Precious to me

it makes sense that in the show, winx and their non-boyfriend specialists don’t interact much. but!! i’m very insane about codependent found families, and I want them all to love each other. so here’s my take on some tet-a-tet dynamics:

rare pairings:

Musa & Timmy: childhood frenemies. they used to go to the same middle school on Melody, and as type-A tweens do, had an intense, “you’re the only person I match myself to” kind of rivalry. they lost contact after Timmy moved away, chilled out considerably, reconnected in Alfea and had a wonderful banter-filled friendship since. because of how fast they slotted back into a friendship, some of their classmates genuinely thought they were siblings.

Tecna & Riven: got up from a rough patch. from “I dislike you but we both love Musa, so we have to be civil” to “you have more depths to you than I expected” to “now that I understand you, I can’t help but admire certain things about you” to “bitch, you are the only person who is as weird and clueless as I am, ARE YOU READY TO GO TO THE ARCADE AND ANNIHILATE KIDS FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES”

Flora & Brandon: little sister, older brother vibes. of similar temperaments and views, they enjoy spending time over a cup of tea — talking about everything and nothing. it’s therapeutic, almost.

(no one in the group knew that Brandon and Flo were good friends. once, when the two had to team up during a mission, Bloom couldn’t even finish saying: “it would be a good opportunity for you to get to know each ot-“, before the specialist-fairy duo were re-creating the most complicated and choreographed hand shake ever. jaws were on the floor.)

Aisha & Brandon: they are sporties, and they like doing sport things together! they don’t talk aside from exchanging brief encouragements and advice while out, preferring to spend their time in companionable silence. sorta like those dads who never talk to their buddies, but somehow have the strongest and longest bonds ever?

Helia & Bloom: artist besties. Bloom drags Helia out on picnics, where they practice observational drawing (and tiktok trends that Bloom desperately wants to reenact but none of the winx are good at arts); Helia responds by taking her out to see art museums in Magix. it’s a fun dynamic of Bloom being the bubbly gold retriever, and Helia being her black cat.

Tecna & Sky: they didn’t have much of a relationship until year 4. somehow, they both got really, intensely into weaponsmithing and built a joint workshop. they found that they enjoy working alongside each other and value each other’s insights. sky goes to tecna when he needs frank, un-sugarcoated advice, and tecna accompanies sky on hikes and other spirited adventures, for “bonding activities” (because he told her she doesn’t get out of her comfort zone enough). it’s a relationship of deep mutual respect.

Sky & Stella: childhood friends. they knew each other as children and enjoyed playing together (which is how Stella also knew Brandon pre-Red Fountaine). at least, until Stella was unofficially banned from Eraklyon because shenanigans, and they lost contact. they still jokingly call each other “My Lady” and “My Lord”.

Stella & Nabu. Both are flirty and extroverted people, who enjoy the spirit of showmanship. They have a friendly rivalry going of who can fluster the villain of the week the fastest.

canon bf-gf dynamics (dating in canon, open to interpretation otherwise):

Bloom x Sky: liked each other since the first meeting; bonded over being the friend group moms. (on unrelated note: bloom gentle parents her friends, while sky goes all exasperated cig mom on his team and repeats things like: “you better go to sleep right now, or so help me Dragon I will take away your Owl pilot privileges-“)

they are not the most outwardly affectionate couple of the winx, yet they are so wordlessly devoted to each other. sky will follow bloom to the ends of all dimensions, when she gets a calling from powers as mystical as she. bloom will always believe in him and see him as his own man, unlike the many who see him only as his father’s son. they were entwined by fate, long before one had met the other; yet, there’s the trust, the respect, the faith so strong — that could have only come from friendship forged and tested by fire.

Stella and Brandon: the hottest power couple; sole reason behind 60% of all student fairies/specialists/witches queer awakening.

they banter all. the. goddamn. time. these dorks are speaking a whole different language.

they are also most comfortable in each other’s company, being able to be their genuine, less polished selves. stella and brandon are both performers bred and born, playing the roles of a noble princess and a knight. it’s nice, to have a safe reprieve from all that acting.

Aisha and Nabu. their love was one that sneaked up on them. their distance, set by a discomfort at the idea of an arranged marriage, bridged as they transitioned from being reluctant comrades to friendly rivals to unwilling friends to best friends to “if someday the moon calls you by your name, don’t be surprised — because every night I tell her about you”

Tecna and Timmy: partners in crime, ride or die, sunny faith in each other — even when the other person doesn’t believe in themself. I have a whole post about them, go read that ;)

Flora and Helia: they are so. they are. they-

icons. the most romantic couple, the one that sets the standards, the one that gives their friends advice. they are extremely attentive to each other’s needs and tender with each other’s feelings.

flora can recite helia’s poems in her sleep, and trace his drawings with her eyes closed. helia brings mielle presents every time he stops by. flora has tea with helia’s dad every other tuesday; she keeps note of every time helia and saladin are supposed to meet up, to be able to whisk helia away after and distract him from his troubles. helia knows how to care of flora’s plants, and sends her lovingly assorted gift baskets semi-regularly.

Musa and Riven. their relationship is push and pull, is joy then sorrow.

it’s all in a drag of a cigarette, in the vortex of a starless night, in the hoarse laughter. “of all the people in the world, why did it have to be you?” she’ll say and smile.

“ I’m afraid we’re doomed, lover,” he’ll reply, faux-casually, and smile back. both of them will know it’s the truth.

their relationship was not built to last, not for the lack of love or try. maybe they were too similar — both headstrong, unbending, bleeding hearts. maybe they were just different enough not to understand their hurts. nevertheless, it was not built to last — but neither of them would ever bring to regret it. love prevails, no matter in what form in comes, or something like that.

[fuctacles]

a boy worth fighting getting trampled for

"trampled" for @corrodedcoffinfest BF event | T | 856 | Corroded King (implied and open for interpretation) | no cw | Black Friday, banter, open relationship, polycule-ish, appreciating Steve Harrington moment, canon-ish universe | Ao3

"Was it worth it?"

"Yes!" Gareth and Jeff nod in unison.

"No," whines Eddie, thumbing at the rip in his beloved t-shirt. 

"Eh..." Doug makes a so-so motion with his palm.

Steve sighs. When they asked him for extra muscle on Black Friday, he should have expected an outcome like this. The whole band is brandishing various injuries from being trampled by other shoppers, the worst of which was Gareth's allegedly sprained ankle. He wasn't fussing about it only because a. his mother was a nurse and would look at it as soon as she was back, and b. he kind of deserved it. 

"Well, show me the loot, then," Steve says with a raised eyebrow, crossing his arms. The only thing he's seen so far was a shiny new amp he had the misfortune of carrying from the store to his car. 

Eddie digs through his pockets to brandish about half a dozen tapes, none with a cover Steve would recognize. He seems proud of his haul but sours under the unimpressed stare he gets. 

"I got a few vinyls for my folks," Doug shows off his findings, and Eddie scoffs loudly when he gets an approving smile from Steve.

"That's nice," he says. 

Gareth redeems himself by showing a gift for his sister, while Jeff bought probably two dozen string packs for his guitar. 

"Okay, these aren't actually as stupid as I thought," Steve admits reluctantly, sitting on a stack of tires. "Except for you," he points at Eddie. "You have a shitload of tapes already."

Eddie huffs, now him being the one to cross his arms. 

"Sorry, we're not showing what we got for you."

The rest of the guys start shushing him immediately, Jeff even going as far as throwing a string pack at his head. Eddie maturely flips them the bird. 

"You got me stuff?" Steve asks in surprise. 

"Duh," Gareth scoffs, and Jeff flicks him in the ear for it. "Ow! What was that for?!"

"Be nice, idiot," Jeff chastises him. 

With a roll of his eyes, Gareth turns to Steve. 

"You're basically a part of the band, we figured it would be nice," he shrugs. 

"But I'm not—"

Doug interrupts him before he can go further with his usual protests.

"You do a lot of the heavy lifting, you co-wrote two songs, and consistently charm venue managers into giving us gigs," he lists off on his fingers. "You're basically like Corroded Coffin's manager, so shut up."

"Yeah, you also give the best blowjobs," Eddie grins, because he loves to ruin a moment, and immediately shields his head from any missiles Jeff might throw his way. But the guy only hums in agreement. 

"That's true," he nods, making Steve flush pink. 

"Well, uh... thanks, I guess," he smiles, a little taken aback. "Waiting til Christmas might kill me, though," he admits with a chuckle. He's always been that kid who looked through all the nooks and crannies of the house to find the gifts early, too curious to sit around and wait. 

The band exchanges thoughtful looks among themselves; they nod and they shrug.

"I guess you can pick one," Jeff decides for all of them. 

Steve's eyes widen. 

"You all got me something?!"

"We couldn't agree on one thing," Doug sighs like it's a topic of a tiring debate. Which, knowing them, might have been.

Steve hums thoughtfully, looking over each of the boys as if his mind wasn't already made. He points his finger, feeling childishly powerful.

"Eddie. You gotta redeem yourself, man."

Eddie rolls his eyes but doesn't protest. He bends over the back of the couch to reach for his backpack, and Doug immediately grabs onto his back pocket with a sigh, so he doesn't topple over and add to his injuries. Once Eddie falls back on the cushions with a huff and fixes his hair, he pulls out a familiar packaging. 

Steve looks unimpressed. 

"If this is your way of redeeming yourself—"

But after brandishing a can of Farrah Fawcett hair spray, Eddie keeps pulling out more hair products, shampoos, and conditioners that are always sold out whenever Steve tries looking for them.

"Okay, fine. Consider yourself redeemed," he says reluctantly, and Eddie beams at him. He stands up to walk up to him and kisses him softly on the lips before squeezing in to sit between him and Doug. 

"See? Every time!" Gareth throws a hand towards them "He weasels himself out of anything!" 

"It's the dimples, I'm telling you."��Jeff shakes his head in disappointment.

Steve, his arm already slung over Eddie, motions for Gareth.

"Well, come over and I'll kiss you too. What? You sprained your ankle and can't walk? Aw, what a shame."

Gareth hisses at him and shows him the finger, which Steve mirrors while making kissy faces. Eddie just preens under his embrace, content like the cat that got the cream. 

"Next year just please plan it better. Wear protective gear and stock the fucking first aid kit."

"You wear a fucking—"

Gareth is interrupted by Jeff's arm putting him into a headlock. 

"We will," he agrees for him. 

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[plumspider]

Okay i saw this on TikTok and omg how can you interpret a character so badly, how can you watch this show and think of Mickey as some ‘angry gay dude’ who distracts everyone from Ian’s actual storyline.

He has such an insane backstory and is such a deep character who goes through so much development and even though he doesn’t have much screen time compared to everyone else his story still matters so much and he totally helps Ian so much.

He is SUCH a complex character and idk how people can’t see that:

He had a father who beat the shit out of him his whole life and called him a pussy for having feelings and then tried to kill him because he was gay - all of which MASSIVELY affected the rest of his life because he struggled to open up to people and communicate his feelings and struggled to deal with his anger issues and the repercussions from his previous life and beliefs that were forced on him by his dad.

The same father got a hooker to rape him at gun point to “fuck the faggot out of him” after finding him with his boyfriend and pistol whipping them.

He ended up with a kid conceived through rape (not her fault either) that he had to care and help provide for while also caring for his boyfriend who just got diagnosed with bipolar and was going through all sorts of shit at 17/18 years old.

He was forced into marrying a woman - the same woman who was made to rape him and is the mother to his child, who he doesn’t like being around and for a good reason (who would want to have to see the face of the person who did that to you/was in that situation with you every day - even if it wasn’t her fault).

He wasn’t in control of his own life because his dad would KILL him if he let himself be gay and he knew that.

His dad beat him to the point where he had such bad internalised homophobia that he’d beat up other people for being gay (knowing that that’s what would happen to him if he ever came out).

His mum left him (or died or whatever we think happened to her) and his siblings with a RASICT, HOMPHOBIC, PEDO (those scenes with Mandy and Debbie), RAPIST, SEXIST and all the other -ists dad.

His dad got put (back) in jail for breaking his parole (he was out for 4 hours) trying to kill Mickey and Ian after Mick came out to him in The Alibi.

Within one and a bit seasons (when he was only around 18 years old) he went from sneaking around with his boyfriend who he pretended not to like because if he did he’d be gay and that’s wrong, to being forced into a marriage with a woman and a child which he didn’t want or consent to and got beat the shit out of for coming out, living and supporting his wife, child and his bf who was either manic or depressed or in the psych ward while HIS DAD was in jail FOR TRYING TO KILL HIM.

Feel free to add to my rant proving that Mickey is so insanely complex and amazing.

[goldenhypen]

TASTE ⎯⎯ l. heeseung

pairing. bf!heeseung x reader | genre. fluff, may come off as slightly suggestive

word count. 0.5k | warnings. depending on how a certain couple parts of this scenario are interpreted, like i said, this could be suggestive,, but ig that’ll just be up to your imagination and interpretation-

a/n. y��all have spoken and so here i am with a heeseung drabble :> ,,,, i,,, have never written anything like this before ahahhsjsjs and it’s not smth i intend to do more in the future bc it’s just not my style but i’m trying smth new today :’> ,,,, enjoy :’>

your lips appeared soft and plump in your compact mirror as you applied a newly bought lip gloss.

its flavour contained hints of vanilla, releasing a subtle warm sensation onto your taste buds, along with a sweet taste of strawberry.

you smacked your lips together.

with two drinks in hand, your boyfriend, heeseung, arrived back, meeting you at the table outside the little café where you sat.

“thanks, baby,” you said with a smile before automatically leaning in for a kiss.

your lips met his briefly before pulling away with an excited grin, attention already diverted from him as you were ready to take a sip of the refreshing beverage.

“mmm, you taste good,” he let out, causing your head to whip in his direction. his comment caught you off guard. “what is that?”

letting his words sink in for a moment, you smiled at the compliment, “new lip balm.”

“you taste amazing,” he expressed again, in an almost trance this time as he found himself already leaning in for more.

and what began as a simple kiss almost evolved into a passionate makeout if it wasn’t for you pushing him away.

“what are you doing?” you laughed. “there’s people around.”

“you taste good, i really like this new flavour on you. what is it?”

“strawberry vanilla,” you answered happily.

“that’s nice,” he stated, eyes unable to meet yours, only fixed on your lips instead. he probably wasn’t even hearing your words as his focus was clearly elsewhere at the moment. “can i kiss you again?”

thinking about it, it would be too easy if you just gave in… so you decided to mess with him a bit first.

“nope,” you turned your head away, bringing your drink to your mouth to take a sip, cooling your body from the heat of the warm weather.

and heeseung’s gaze only remained at your lips as you sipped down the liquid.

“but—why?” he frowned, moving slightly to finally look into your eyes and pull you closer.

“baby, i said there’s people around. if i let you keep kissing me, who knows what this is going to lead to?”

“then—” he began as he formed an idea into words, whispering the next part of his sentence by your ear, “why don’t we take this elsewhere? like elsewhere as in back home?”

“heeseung!” you exclaimed, growing somewhat flustered.

he sought for an answer in your eyes, and you attempted to conceal a smile. however, it turned to be of no use, and you gave up, already beginning to stand.

staring at him as he watched you with curious eyes, with your drink now in hand, you spoke.

“well? what are you waiting for? lee heeseung!” you snapped him out of his daze. “let’s go!”

a/n. and this is what i meant by how different this drabble would be if it was for jungwon- sjsjsjd like if you try reading it again but imagine jungwon in heeseung’s place instead,,, def a whole new vibe fr shdjdj anyways thanks for reading, and reblogs and feedback are appreciated as always :> thank u! <3

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[vhstown]

miles g morales x you headcanons

— 42!miles x gn!reader (dating)

warnings: fluff, brief mentions of violence, angst if you squint

note: ok i know i didn't write him like a bad boy rizzful cool criminal bf but this is just my interpretation from the 1min of screentime he had 😭 i hope someone likes it? i don't really but it's ok posting anyway, kind of long a lot of ramble

wasn't edited previously but is now!

Miles has never dated anyone before, so naturally, he's never kissed anyone before. In fact, though he's reluctant, he asks his uncle for advice about you (just as a nephew in need, of course.) It's sort of hilarious to see the boy with such a cold and unbothered exterior try to flirt and make a move on you. When he asks you out, he nearly trips over himself trying to block your way, and nearly trips over himself again when you say yes. When you try to kiss, he freezes up, but eventually gets the hang of it. It's surprisingly sweet and careful; warm.

Miles is hesitant to date you — date anyone. It's a casual sort of thing at first; he doesn't want to get too attached. But what draws him to you is the fact that you can make his life feel so normal, so simple and in-the-moment. It doesn't take long for him to realise that this is what he wants.

He does everything in his power to keep his criminal identity a secret. When there's rumours going around about the Prowler, he's quick to shut down the conversation with vague, uninterested answers. He's not scared of many things, but he's scared of the only person he can really be Miles around leaving.

So, the boy tries his absolute best to be good to you. Yes, he misses dates doing God knows what, but he's quick to try and reschedule or show up to your door with gifts, food, anything he thinks might make you happy (despite your annoyance, he's really good at making it up to you.) When dates aren't working, he decides to take you on spontaneous ones, going around Brooklyn and wracking his brain for anything that might interest you or be nice enough for a date. Half of your date is usually spent walking around together, but it's more fun than you think to pass time together like that.

For the time you do manage to spend together, you notice he's very observant (he has to be to survive as the Prowler.) Miles remembers every little detail about you and what you like. Things you told him since he met you are still firm in his memory, even if it was something you said off-handedly or to somebody else. He's always surprising you with little things you mention: an accessory, dessert from the place you wanted to try ages ago, etc.

Miles is very aware of your interests and whenever he passes by related stores, he's always asking you if you want anything. You're the only person in his life other than his family; of course he's going to cherish you.

But the second thing Miles is worried about is his mom. He's very overprotective over his mom, understandably so. She's the only parent he has left and he knows she overworks herself trying to provide for them. He's always trying to help her when he can, doing chores and errands without question and per his uncle's suggestions, but if something was to happen to her, he'd blame himself for it above all. So when he introduces you to her, he's more than uncertain. It's not like you could do anything to her, but he's made it a habit to never fully trust anyone anyway.

That is, until he sees how Rio completely lights up around you. She's so thrilled that Miles has a friend (or whatever Miles told her you were.) Even though she can only talk to you for a few minutes before her shift, she automatically opens up her home to you, telling you that you can help yourself to the kitchen and come over whenever you like. She whispers a couple things in Spanish to Miles that you can't quite catch, and he doesn't care to mention.

But you can definitely guess what she keeps telling him. Whenever he brings you over, he acts aloof, almost awkward trying to follow what his mom says to make you comfortable. The house and Miles' room suddenly becomes eerily spotless whenever you're due to come over, and the cupboards are in complete order. Rio's always asking Miles where you are, and she treats you like you're her second kid. She's very aware that you might be in the future (though Miles keeps denying it.)

You catch glimpses of his uncle sometimes. He doesn't really talk to you, but the man is calm enough. Miles seems to be comfortable around him, but when he finds out, you can make out an amused glint in Aaron's eyes whenever he sees you. Miles doesn't take you to see his uncle; he'd rather you're not aware of the man's ridiculous way of teasing him.

Whenever you come over, you both make it a habit to snack, play videogames, listen to music, whatever you feel like doing. It seems like he's always trying to keep you there. Miles will never admit it, but he misses you a lot. All he really does to show that is pull you into a silent hug and kiss your cheek when he sees you again, asking in the lowest voice what you've been up to.

When you asked Miles about his interests, he tells you the ones he shares with his uncle at first — music, art, etc. But whenever you go into his room, you notice a bunch of empty shelves and hastily shut drawers. Miles never really shares his real interests with anyone (he thinks they're childish more than anything), but when you insist, he bedrudgingly takes out the figures, comics and posters, acting like he put them away ages ago and forgot about them (more 5 minutes before you came over, if it wasn't obvious from the way he was flushing.)

The two of you spend a while putting everything back. You ask him questions about it and he returns them with short answers. When you leave that day, his heart is full, and his jaw hurts from trying to hide his smile as he looks at his shelves filled with superhero figurines and comics. He won't be touching anything now that you've put them in place. He really can be himself around you, though he's still a bit reluctant.

On top of Miles' other "secret" interests, he likes drawing. He keeps a tiny sketchbook where he draws people mainly, and you catch glimpses of it sometimes when he thinks you're not looking. Half of it is ripped out (there drawings of his mom, uncle and comic book superheroes scattered around his room), but the faces that do remain are of his dad, unfinished. There's another drawing he's never finished in there too. It's been constantly erased and redrawn; it was meant to be you. Eventually, that page is ripped out too. You can't find it no matter how hard you look; it's in his jacket.

And at first, the boy was kind of awkward. He didnt want to hurt you; he knows he very well could. He usually let you initiate anything (though he's clingy as hell and was just shooting that feeling down as much as he could.)

When he does get more comfortable around you (especially after he's sure it's not just a fling), he's always kissing your cheek, forehead, your hair; his kisses are surprisingly chaste, sweet, much like your first one. He holds your hand often too, even if you're just sitting next to each other, fingers firmly locked together with the occasional squeeze to let you know he's still there.

But he's no short of a tease too. Miles always likes to say pretty things in Spanish just to get you riled up. Even if you might understand what he's saying, he says it under his breath so you can't catch it. Miles doesn't repeat himself, instead giving you that stupid cocky smirk you've grown to love (and hate.) Sometimes he lifts your chin to make his eyes meet yours, maybe to see you flustered too as he studies your face in silence, poker-faced, not responding to anything you're saying. You think he's being teasing, but he just really doesn't know what to say. You're his, and sometimes he just can't believe it.

What he really loves though is holding you close: his head over your shoulder or your head against his chest (or his against yours, with much pestering) so you can't see the way that he's smiling. As much as he wants to be the cool and distant boyfriend, he's a big softie, absolutely melting with your affection, always quick to return it with his own.

But when you're out, it's a different story. He's not only overprotective of his mom, but of you. It really shows when he walks you home. He keeps his arm firmly around your waist, giving dirty looks to anyone who goes even an inch too close to you. He whipsers "you okay?" and "c'mon" while basically directing you around.

Miles knows these streets better than anyone else, but he's not going to take you through quick back alleys. He'll take you through busy main streets, maybe stop by a bodega to pick something up for you if you're still hungry while he eyes every corner of the store, even go on the subway with you if you're feeling particularly lazy, your back to his chest with an arm around you so you don't fall. He's always muttering about being safe, and his street smarts definitely rub off on you; his advice is sound, almost too experienced for a random kid living in Brooklyn.

However, Miles won't let you find out. No matter how much he's juggling being the Prowler, his family and you, he'll make it work. He can't lose this, no way in hell. Even if he has to lie to you about his seemingly random injuries or ditched date nights, you'll never find out about that purple blur that skids past you when you're outside at odd hours. They're just rumours after all, he tells you.

🕸️💫👾

thank you for reading 😭🙏 i struggled w this one and hobie too but idk i love 42 miles he's just some guy fr .... im thinking of writing a friends to lovers fic w 42 miles but im not sure yet (im just really lazy but lmk if ur interested?) + thank you to @qiuweyballs for the inspo i hate you (endearingly)

if u liked this reblogs are appreciated <3 catch the rest of my atsv headcanons here! love ya

[babyleostuff]

hi! could u do minghao as ur bf?

sure thing! here is your mingaho request! hope you'll enjoy this one <3

MINGHAO AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

genre | a lot of fluff

author's note | if you want me to write this with any other member that I haven't done yet, let me know <3

𓆩♡𓆪 I believe in cuddly Minghao when he’s tired

𓆩♡𓆪 he is cuddly even when not tired 

𓆩♡𓆪 but I just know that he hangs off of you like a koala after a tiring day 

𓆩♡𓆪 he has his arms tightly wrapped around you from behind, while he rests his head on top of yours (or your shoulder if you’re taller)

𓆩♡𓆪 and just waddles behind you, not letting you go 

𓆩♡𓆪 will coo at you at the most random times if you’re being extra cute to him 

𓆩♡𓆪 you’re the definition of the aesthetic couple 

𓆩♡𓆪 even if you’re not that into fashion, it’s just an excuse for Minghao to dress you up and complete different outfits for you (with some items from his own wardrobe) 

𓆩♡𓆪 not because he thinks your fashion sense is bad, it’s just one of his passions and he genuinely enjoys putting together matching outfits and dressing you up 

𓆩♡𓆪 and if you already have a specific type of aesthetic, he will try to look for such pieces of clothing to buy and match with you 

𓆩♡𓆪 like Jun, is very glad that he can share his culture with you 

𓆩♡𓆪 takes you on multiple trips around China whenever he has free time from schedules 

𓆩♡𓆪 even though you were very nervous before meeting his family, he knew that they’d love you endlessly (just like he does)

𓆩♡𓆪 unlike Jun, he is not that good of a Chinese teacher 

𓆩♡𓆪 teaches you cuss words and corny pick up lines 

𓆩♡𓆪 so, in the end, you have to turn to Jun to get some proper teaching 

𓆩♡𓆪 you are his muse and a number one source of inspiration 

𓆩♡𓆪 another basic ass cliche, but he loves taking pictures of you and most of the time, you’re not even aware that he is taking them 

𓆩♡𓆪 but those caught off guard photos are the best, as he always insists that they capture the “real you”

𓆩♡𓆪 has a whole album of your photos, both on his phone, as well as a physical album 

𓆩♡𓆪 because he wants to make sure that one day when you’re older, you can sit down and open a physical album and look back at your youth through those photos 

𓆩♡𓆪 loves to take you out on museum dates 

𓆩♡𓆪 you stand side by side, holding hands and talk about the art 

𓆩♡𓆪 sometimes you make the stupidest and most random interpretation of the art pieces, which make you both laugh out loud 

𓆩♡𓆪 besides being the aesthetic couple, you’re also the sassy and judgy duo 

𓆩♡𓆪 even if you didn’t consider to be such before meeting Minghao, YOU ARE NOW 

𓆩♡𓆪 because what can be better than side eyeing people with your boyfriend 

𓆩♡𓆪 like, your basic sunday afternoon consists of drinking tea and spilling the tea (you see what I did there)

𓆩♡𓆪 tries to teach you how to meditate 

𓆩♡𓆪 shows you different ceremonies of making tea 

𓆩♡𓆪 you even agree to attend some yoga classes 

𓆩♡𓆪 (how it turns out is all up to you, personally I HATE meditating cuz I just keep laughing, SORRY HAO)

𓆩♡𓆪 he doesn’t really get jealous, not because he doesn’t care about you, but because he trusts you some damn much 

𓆩♡𓆪 if he sees anyone trying to flirt with you, he simply comes up to you, puts his arm around your waist, kisses your shoulder or cheek and sends you a gentle smile

𓆩♡𓆪 he just knows that you’re endgame and no one has the power to change that 

𓆩♡𓆪 likes to read with you (or to you) before sleep 

𓆩♡𓆪 it helps him to relax and it always makes him feel more connected to you 

𓆩♡𓆪 he tries to teach you their dances 

𓆩♡𓆪 and if you’re not feeling confident or you think you look silly, he chooses other, easier dances

𓆩♡𓆪 because even if you’re not the best dancer in the world, he’ll make you feel like you are one

your messages <3

[wisteria-tarot]

Hi, can you do a reading about Joe Burrow as a boyfriend? How he is when in a serious RS? is he into pda? Jealouse type? protective bf? Selfish? Cold?

Disclaimer: This reading is only for entertainment. Take it with a grain of salt. These are my personal interpretations of the cards with a sprinkle of intuition. Tarot is not set in stone it is not the end all be all of someones life.

How is he as a boyfriend?

9 of wands (rx), king of pentacles, 3 of wands, the hierophant, the tower (rx):

As a boyfriend, he seems to be stable, committed, and future-oriented. However, he might have some emotional walls or past issues he’s working through and may be cautious about fully embracing change or vulnerability. He values tradition and long-term commitment, and is likely someone who wants a stable, lasting relationship built on mutual support. He may take some time to fully open up or take risks emotionally, but once he’s on board, he could be a very reliable and supportive partner.

How he is when in a serious relationship?

6 of cups, justice (rx), strength, the star (rx), knight of pentacles:

In a serious relationship, he is likely to be emotionally nurturing and sentimental, but he may struggle with fairness or accountability at times. He will show patience, strength, and resilience during challenging times, although he might have moments of self-doubt or disillusionment. His approach to the relationship will be steadfast, reliable, and practical, but he may sometimes feel that things aren’t quite as ideal as he hoped. His commitment to the relationship is strong, but he may need to work through emotional challenges or issues of imbalance in order to create something fulfilling.

Is he the jealous type?

the emperor, 2 of cups (rx), 5 of wands (rx), 7 of wands (rx), 5 of swords (rx):

While he’s not necessarily the overly jealous type, there is a capacity for jealousy or insecurity when he feels emotionally disconnected, threatened, or when there is imbalance or trust issues. His jealousy is more likely to manifest in subtle ways, such as passive-aggressive behavior, internal conflict, or withdrawal, rather than overt displays. He would prefer to resolve or let go of jealous feelings, but his protective nature and sensitivity to emotional distance could trigger moments of jealousy.

Is he into pda?

7 of wands (rx), 5 of swords (rx), wheel of fortune, page of wands (rx), 3 of cups (rx):

He is likely to be reserved or reluctant when it comes to PDA. He might avoid it or feel uncomfortable showing affection in front of others, as it could make him feel vulnerable or judged. His attitude toward PDA could also depend on the specific situation, but he doesn't seem to be someone who seeks out attention or displays affection publicly. Instead, he might prefer to keep things more private and intimate.

[whiteteadreams]

shy&needy! bf doyoung please hihi

Candied Intimacy

Word Count: 2.4k

Genre: Slice of Life, established relationship, smut, fluff

Warnings: Cursing/mature language, smut, not proofread

Smut Warnings: slight femdom, begging, oral (f receiving), body worship (f receiving), degrading names (pathetic), doyoung is pussy whipped immediately, brief nipple sucking, couch sex lol, unprotected sex (protection isn't specified, be safe!), doyoung is a bit perverted, lmk if i missed anything!

a/n- hihi!! thank you sm for requesting! i hope you like it!! :>

Although he refused to tell you what he wanted or needed, it was so painfully obvious. The way he would wipe his palms on his pants, droplets of sweat formed along his hairline, and he would avoid eye contact with you at all costs. He hasn’t really changed since the first day you spoke to him. The interaction wasn’t even natural. Your philosophy teacher had put the students into pairs to watch a movie and compare their interpretations as to what the movie was truly about.

You honestly didn’t even care who you got paired up with as you didn’t know a single person in the lecture hall. But nonetheless, you’re glad that the professor had paired people up.

Kim Doyoung, the boy who sat in the fourth row, not to close to the front, out of fear of constantly being called on and not too far in the back to be considered a slacker. You, however, sat right in the front row and always had the answer to any of the teacher's philosophical questions and you were never scared to let your opinion out.

The two of you were quite different, so much so that when both of your names were called, you had to look around the room to see whose name was also called, but Doyoung knew exactly where to look. He was lucky he was smart since he never paid attention in class, too infatuated with you. With how you were so confident with your answers and your posture was so perfectly straight. He remembers one day when you wore a shirt that showed off your shoulder blades. Doyoung wanted nothing more than to paint your skin with his love, bite marks, purple, red, blue marks from his lips. He didn’t care, he just wanted to show people that you were his…even though you didn’t know that he existed. What was even worse was that during one of your many arguments with a fellow classmate, you took upon an almost degrading attitude and Doyoung looked down to see that his pants had grown tight around his hardening dick.

When it was time to actually meet up and watch the movie, you suggested that you do it in person so commentary could be made, and conversation could be conducted. Your roommate was out of town visiting her boyfriend, so you immediately offered your dorm to be the movie theater of the day. Doyoung gave you a silent nod and the both of you exchanged numbers.

It wasn’t until he was sitting beside you in your dorm on your couch that he came to terms that he was in love with you. You had done most of the talking so he already knew some things about you, but it was enough for him, and the intense smell of your signature perfume floating in the air of the dorm helped as well. It was sweet but subtle and he couldn’t do anything without his nostrils being flooded with the smell of you.

As the movie played on you paused several times to give your input and in return, you asked for his. But of course, as you lead and controlled the topics, the focus didn’t stay on the movie for the entire time. You asked Doyoung things about himself, he blushed but still answered, the heat spreading to his ears whenever a common interest would come up, which was very often.

With finishing the project in one day, the realization that contact wasn’t necessary anymore hit, so as Doyoung was walking down the hallway, you opened your door again and yelled.

“Hey! Would you maybe wanna hang out again?”

“Like a date?”

“Yes, like a date.”

Doyoung just smiled and nodded at you, a bit embarrassingly eager, but he didn’t mind once a smile took over your lips. The two of you went from never speaking to planning a date all in one day.

The date went well and after a few more, you asked if Doyoung wanted to make your relationship a bit more official.

So far in the relationship you had initiated everything, and although the relationship was new, you wanted Doyoung to take charge for once. Holding out was harder than you thought it would be, after all, you were very attracted to Doyoung, you had eyes. But this was the thing you wanted him to start, the two of you taking the next step in your relationship, sex.

However, just because you were going to let him control the situation, that didn’t mean you couldn’t tease him.

It was late when Doyoung arrived, just off from work and you were in pajamas that could easily be confused with lingerie. You also knew how much Doyoung loved the smell of your perfume, so you added a spritz to your wrists, crown of your head, neck, as well as the curve of your breasts that the shirt you were wearing did absolutely nothing to hide.

You opened the door once he knocked, and stepped back, letting him in with a flirty smile. When you turned around, Doyoung allowed his eyes to travel down to your ass, which was covered by your skimpy shorts which exposed the curve of the muscle.

Looking over your shoulder at him, you heard him gulp and watched his Adam’s apple bob. It was obvious that he was already struggling, put you decided to push the situation a bit further. Once you two were nestled on the couch with blankets on top of your laps, you leaned on Doyoung which caused your breasts to press against his arm.

He swallowed loudly again, and of course you had to play innocent. “What’s the matter Doie? Are you warm? Because I’m pretty warm.” With that you crossed your arms over your torso, grabbed onto the lace hem of your shirt, and pulled it up, bearing your perky tits to your boyfriend. “Ugh, that’s so much better.” Pressing against his arm again, he was able to feel your smooth supple skin on his, even better, since your breasts were know exposed to the air, your nipples had hardened, causing Doyoung to feel the taunt pebbles on your mounds.

Trying to suppress your giggle, you looked up at Doyoung, studying his reaction. You saw his jaw clench, the sharp edge of the bone becoming even more prominent.

“Are you okay Doie?” Leaning back, removing your warmth from Doyoung, you needed him to do something now. You knew it wasn’t something he didn’t want, because his dick had already grown hard.

Now that your breasts weren’t against him, if he looked to his right, he’d see your bare chest. And that’s exactly what happened when he looked to his right. Doyoung gulped and fisted his pants.

“Is there something you want Doie?” You traced the curve of your breast, holding eye contact with him. But on his end of the contact, his eyes constantly switched between looking at your eyes, and your chest. He nodded in response to your question when his eyes weren’t on yours.

“Well, if there’s something you want, you’re gonna have to tell me how much you want it.”

Doyoung looked down to his lap, contemplating on what the next words that left his mouth were going to be. The internal fight he was having with himself didn’t last long though.

“You-you don’t understand how much I want to touch you. I’ve always wanted to touch you, you’re just so pretty. And-and I want to make you feel as good on the outside as you make me feel on the inside.”

His face started to heat up at his words, and the more he went on, the more his face burned. Doyoung pushed himself to get the words out, becoming desperate for you to touch him and when you covered your breasts, the words flew out.

“You literally don’t understand. Like even before we started dating, you’d be arguing with someone in class, and I’d get fucking hard. And there’d be times after we got together that I had to stop myself from doing something perverted. I want you so bad, but I just wanted to make sure it was something you wanted as well. You literally always make me so hard.”

His face was bright red at this point, including his ears and neck. He as just that needy.

Uncovering yourself, you wanted Doyoung to beg for you after you knew how he felt now.

“You just wanted me that bad huh?” He swallowed and nodded, not letting his eyes off of your movements.

You leaned forward and lifted yourself up from the couch a bit and removed your panties slowly, letting Doyoung savor the imagination before it became a reality. Your nails tickled your legs as they made their way down, bringing your panties with them, which eventually landed on the floor.

Removing your feet from the leg holes, you leaned back against the armrest on the couch and separated your legs slowly, allowing Doyoung to see you.

Without saying anything, the man in front of you leaned down, chasing the thing he’s been dreaming about. The fiery lust in his eyes was enough to tell you how much he wanted you, his pupil had also taken over his iris. The pools of brown you fell in love with now replaced with a black that held so much heat, you wanted to see how much you could push his shyness. When he was at leg length, you lifted your foot and placed it on his right shoulder. Doyoung had the perfect view of your dripping pussy finally, but even now he was so far.

“Please, let me make you feel good. I need you.” His tone held a whiny edge, and you smiled at him sweetly.

“How do I know that I’ll end up feeling good? You’re so desperate you might lose sight on what matters, me, and focus on your own pleasure. You’re so pathetic, begging just for a taste of your girlfriend’s pussy. And what will you do? Grind on my couch until you cum in your pants like some virgin?”

“I’ll do whatever you want me to, I’ll let you use me, so you feel good. Just please, let me taste you.” His lips were quivering, and he sounded as if he was on the brink of tears.

Removing your foot, you nodded at Doyoung, giving him permission to please you.

He didn’t waste a single second.

“You taste so good.” If you weren’t already wet with arousal, Doyoung’s spit would definitely make up for the lack of lubrication. He was making a mess, one that left its mark on his chin, nose, your thighs, and navel.

Trying to keep your composure you aimed to keep your sounds of pleasure to a minimum, but the few that did manage to slip went unnoticed as the only sound that could be heard throughout the room was the noise Doyoung was making in between your thighs.

As he was lying flat on his stomach, you were able to see his hips, which just as expected were grinding down into the cushions of your couch.

“Seems like I was right, you are humping my couch. How about you put those hips to use and just come fuck me?” His hips stilled, the embarrassment on being caught hit him, hard, but your offer made up for it and soon he was scrambling up to your level.

Doyoung somehow tripped over himself, losing balance and landing on top of you. “Eager, huh?” His clothed dick rubbed against your cunt as he pushed himself even closer to you. Doyoung was drooling, and you felt him place wet kisses along your neck, occasionally sucking.

He kept searching your neck for that specific spot, not stopping until he felt you’re his buck up and a soft moan to leave your parted lips. Doyoung chuckled and you rubbed against his dick harder, causing his laugh to be interrupted by a hoarse moan.

“Don’t get cocky Doie. You haven’t even fucked me yet.” He looked up at you from your neck and pushed himself off of you. He stood up and removed his clothes, baring his body to you, including his cock, which was painfully hard and had pre-cum dribbling out of the red tip.

“Please, let me fuck you. I need to feel you.” Doyoung was lowering himself to be closer to you. “Please Doie, need you inside.” You gave him a smile to encourage him, as well as to help melt the nervousness brewing inside him.

Doyoung looked at your face to decipher if your words were sincere and then looked down to align himself to your awaiting hole.

He pushed in and as soon as your walls constricted around his throbbing cock, his eyes were rolling back. “You feel so good. Been thinking about this for so long.” He dropped his head down to your chest and latched onto your nipple.

Threading your fingers through his hair, you moaned as the multiple sources of pleasure were taking over your body.

You knew that you weren’t going to last much longer and that’s the only thing you feared, Doyoung made you this way. Feral almost.

“Fuck, Doie, I’m gonna cum soon. Please cum with me. Cum in me, please.” His head shot up from your chest and he asked, “Are you sure?”

You nodded and stroked his back, “I wanna feel you even more.” His hips sped up, determined to get the both of you at your releases at the same time.

One of his hands disappeared from by your head and traveled down your body and to your clit. Rubbing the nub caused you to clench even more which pushed Doyoung’s release to hit him. The feeling of the first rope of his cum entering you triggered you to fall over the edge as well.

Throwing your head back, your entire body tensed up as heat took over you and blood reached your ears.

Doyoung’s thrusts slowed down and eventually stopped completely. Barely able to hold himself up anymore, he lowered himself onto you completely and maneuvered the both of you to be on your sides, still facing each other.

“Wow, that was, wow.” He looked at you with nothing, but adoration and you giggled and kissed his lips softly.

You looked at Doyoung and thought about the perfect relationship you had laid out in from of you. The sex you just had was hands down the best, no because it resulted in the strongest orgasm, but because it was the first time you had sex with someone you truly loved.

“Never hesitate to want me Doyoung. I can promise you; I want you too.”

[seasaltmemories]

Top AMVs of 2024 - 10-1

A more in-depth breakdown of what I am doing can be found here, as well as the past entries here. Today’s entries are as follows:

10. Maybe the Real Friends Were the Dungeons We Ate Along the Way by Moonpie AMVs

Audio: Friends by Flight of the Concords

Visuals: Dungeon Meshi

Considering our hobby is all about timing visuals with music, I am surprised that when it comes to comedy amvs, I don’t see many discussions about comedic timing. And well if you were wanting a cool breakdown of how the two work, I can’t really give it either, but Moonpie’s work here might be just as good teacher.

In comparison to other comedy amvs I have discussed, this one isn’t really going for big laugh out loud moments as opposed to a generally goofy and lighthearted atmosphere. But considering the breezy pace of the song, it really works to keep the jokes coming and the actual flow not to get bogged down as well. Reaction shots like at 0:51 and 1:24 do a lot to help sell punchlines/add to the humor without worrying about getting in the weeds of literal lyric sync, and overall by the end it is still able to sell you on the sweetness of the group’s friendship, all shenanigans aside. And while I don’t read/watch the series, it is really nice to get reminded that these guys like each other.

9: He’s a Zombie by TheLazyDaze

Audio: Good Grief by Bastille

Visuals: When Sato-kun Died

And here we get to the last summer mmv exchange vid, the gift I personally received. If you forgot this list wasn’t extremely biased, now is a good reminder, but even if Daze wasn’t editing with one of my “titular dead bf” mangas, there is a lot to love.

She’s always been an excellent mmv editor, but this vid in particular is packed with so many great details. The foot sliding into the panel at 0:23, the hand animation at 1:08, the undressing animation at 1:29. I could list more, but you’re probably just better off reading my original youtube comment.

Funny enough I wasn’t a big fan of this song before this vid (although I generally like Bastille). But in the end it is such a great match for the series blend of slice of life and drama. There’s lingering sadness over the fact that he really *is* a zombie, but more time is spent showing what will be missed and enjoying the good memories they do have.

8. The Amazon by PieandBeer (CW: Gore & Nudity)

Audio: Brazil by Declan Mckenna

Visuals: Devilman Crybaby

The first time I watched this vid, I was certain it wasn’t going to work. The breezy guitars are tonally far from what I associate with Devilman Crybaby; however as I got past the instrumental opening, I found the visual rhythm of the vid too intentional not to get into. The vid was less dissonant than I anticipated, but instead contained a surprising amount of resonance.

This might be one of the more obtuse vids on this list. Even with knowledge of the source material and a full read-through of the lyrics on Genius, it is hard to summarize this vid down to one pithy sentence. As disillusioned as the lyrics are and and as intense as the violence is on screen, whenever we cut back to just the two leads, their tenderness is so sweet it hurts. It feels like a bit of a ink blot test where how you interpret it has more to do with what you bring to it, and for me it just invokes this feeling where you know the relationship with someone is done, yet you can’t help but keep reaching out to them. If you like your vids moody and introspective like me, I think there is a lot to enjoy unpacking here.

7. DO YOU WANT TO FUCK A GOOSE OR NOT? by keiichiface

Audio: My Brother My Brother and Me

Visuals: Princess Tutu, Lucky Star

Listen I ship the dude and the “goose” of Princess Tutu so I was gonna be a fan regardless but keiichiface went above and beyond to elevate the audio. Just combining the two sources already adds a lot. By going literal with a talk show totally outside the world of this man and his love affair with a water fowl, there is a expressive lip sync and that meta element to play with. And even when she is working with Princess Tutu footage itself, keiichiface keeps finding creative things to do. I especially love when the concept art gets brought hastily masked in for some ultra specific lyric sync. The rough edges only add to the charm, giving it a quirky vibe without detaching from the more impressive technical elements.

All types of art deserved to be celebrated. Even if there’s isn’t a lot meaningful or deep I can extrapolate about goosefucking in particular, there’s no denying that when it comes to shitposts, keiichiface is a master of the craft.

6. Our Neighborhood Has Changed by Obsidian Zero

Audio: Souvenir by The Midnight

Visuals: Kimba the White Lion

As much I love my sad stories, I am rarely the type to cry over something fictional. So out of all the vids I expected to work past my defenses, I didn’t expect it to be a Kimba vid. Still Obsidian Zero finds incredible emotional material by soundtracking a story of pouching and ecological destruction with nostalgic yearning for a past that cannot be returned to.

There’s a specific element of powerlessness this amv taps into that is really palpable. Similar to ctrl alt delete, we end on a moment of denied catharsis. It’s not a matter of mourning and moving on from one death or loss, but grief by a thousand paper cuts and loneliness that’s much more difficult to process. Add that in with great moments like Kimba swimming to the opening guitar riffs and or the impeccable gun sync, and you got a little lion that leaves a large impact.

5. Catch and Release by BecauseImBored1

Audio: Houdini by Dua Lipa

Visuals: Saint Tail

This is the platonic ideal of a lot of what I look for in amvs tbh. I will always love it when an editor takes a song I might have heard but not given much thought to, pairs it with a combo that, in retrospect, feels like it was made for, and then wraps up the entire package with tight flow and clever sync. The trick is more difficult to pull off then I make it sound, but BecauseImBored is honestly a pro at this exact thing.

If I had to describe this vid in one word I’d go with “bouncy.” There’s a lot of attention given to the specific vocal inflections of Dua Lipa’s voice for a lot of fun moments of sync. And thanks to that tight control of the vid’s flow from scene to scene, it is easy to get swept up in the excitement and miss some of the subtle overlays and masked transitions BecauseImBored1 has under her sleeve. All in all, just every shot of this is delightfully paced to the point you’re left satisified by the end of the vid and yet are still itching to press replay again.

4. AND YOU CAN’T COME by Troubleclef (CW: Sexual Grooming)

Audio: Harder to Kill by Carter Vail

Visuals: Chainsaw man

Juggling multiple tones in a video is a tricky task. Most songs aren’t full stories and are more snapshots of one idea. And even when you get in the 5 minute + range, that is still not that much time in the grand scheme of things to establish set up, payoff and then repeat the process all over again when you pivot to a new topic.

1:33-1:46 alone is an amazing sequence, condensing a lot of harsh and heavy storytelling down to just enough implication to make out what it is happening in between shots. I consider it to be this vid’s best part but what makes it such an effective bridge is what it is sandwiched between. The first half of the vid is light-hearted and boyish, concerned just as much with heartbreak as it is food and fun. But even after the turn, we’re still left with this grasping incomplete understanding of the situation. As Denji whirls around from building to building and we cut between grasping hands and looming eyes, it feels as if he is trying to put the pieces together, but can only get so far. The final section of the song, where the vid gets its title from is equally childish, but it fully captures this inability to fully process the horrors you are currently going through, even as you are feeling the full effects of it.

3. The Keeper by Elixir

Audio: The Keeper by Kai Wachi

Visuals: Jujutsu Kaisen

I had a friend who was curious why more vids didn’t use rap. And while I had my personal theories from my corner about how much was due to only looking in certain corners of the community and how much was other facts, this vid is probably the best argument for what the rest of us might be missing out on.

Going back to my “sum up a vid into one word” challenge, the one I would use here is intense. Not only does Elixir lean into the horror-influenced elements of JJK, but the song itself is full of all sorts of unnerving musical motifs that adds to the oppressive atmosphere. By the end of my first viewing, I had to take a deep breath just to release all he tension that had been building up. However even on a less visceral rewatch, there are so many great moments. Elixir uses a lot of fun internal sync for the standout sounds like the drill noise or screams. I love the focus on close-combat when the flow switches up at 1:36.

Overall the vid is like a great horror movie. Even when you know what jump-scares are coming, everything is set-up and executed so well you can appreciate them on both an emotional and intellectual level.

2: Disco Expansion: Infinite Rizz by Ileia

Audio: Feels Like by Outasight

Visuals: Jujutsu Kaisen

And now for something completely different. To steal a joke from someone much funnier than me.

This vid dropped early in the year, but after seeing it I was already convinced this was gonna be one of my faves for 2024. Ileia’s flow is consistently slick and engaging, no matter the genre or subject matter, but centering a vid around Gojo’s new and invented disco powers gave her a lot more opportunities to get flashy with her tech work. All the overlays are great, my fave being the sound wave lengths at 0:28 and 0:31, but the transitions at 1:22 and 1:28 are no slouches either.

In contrast to The Keeper, here the horror elements are used cheekily. Some of the scene selection feels handpicked to cause physic damage to fans of the series, but even without context, it is hard to miss the punchline of heads rolling perfectly on beat. My fave moment has to be when Toji comes up and starts to sing along/fight. It just encapsulates how this vid keeps the perfect amount of goofy energy going without sacrificing a lick of its explosive momentum.

1: Velodrome by sandelwoodbox

Audio: Veldrome by Dessa

Visuals: Silo

My love for amvs and art as a whole tends to come from a love for character and narrative, the idea of narrowing a focus down to something direct and intentional. Even when I know there is no way for an outsider to get what is going on, I always strive to at least include some level of internal logic and progression for myself. Which is why I find myself to a certain degree to be even more drawn to vids that go in the opposite direction, that not only embrace that wider broad focus, but still maintain thematic cohesion.

More than any one character, Velodrome profiles an entire alternative society. While familiar faces pop up several times, no one voice or perspective stands out. Instead the lives of scientists, blue collar laborers, and children all weave together to paint a picture of place as beautiful as it is horrifying. The stairs that boys and girls slide down are the same stairs men fall to their death (a striking motif that syncs with nature fall of the singer’s inflection.) Most dystopian art focus on their attention on the injustice, the evil that consumes a place, but sandelwoodbox takes the time to show that a deeply wrong world can be one that still contains so much joy. And furthermore this fact only heightens why the injustice is so perverse in the first place. Even under amidst suffering, people continue to live, fight, and love. The editing carries that same restless energy, never truly coming to a still until the final shot.

As much as I love art, I don’t like acting like my tastes have to mean something. But if I have to wrap this up with a bow, Velodrome embodies both the sum of any work’s parts and the parts itself deserve equal love and attention.

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Thanks for sticking around through my list and going on this new venture with me. A playlist containing all this vids, from number 1 to my honorable mentions can be found here. Looking forward to another year of great amvs!

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your fan, san | @hwaightme 🩶

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a bulletpoint-style wordstream of what it would be like if san was stanning you

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to the school, he may be a bad boy, the worst of the worst, but to you, he’s choi san, father of three cats, your best friend and ultimately, the boy you love.

oh boy | @atxxzist

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ch_i san | @atzfilm 🩶

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in this place, full of lies | @wordstro

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when the world ends, you are left to wander like a ghost from town to town for so long, you start to believe you are the last person left on earth. at least until a group of men rob you at knifepoint, and one of the robbers is none other than your ex-boyfriend, choi san. while you spent too much time wandering ghost towns alone, the rest of the world learned to survive, for better or for worse. including san.

apple pie | @yoongiseesawmp3

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blushing red | @atozfic 🩶

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my way | @sorryimananti-romantic

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crazy for you | @cosmicdumpling

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wooyoung seems to have harbored a crush on you for a while now, and as much as he hates it, he manages to hold out just fine. a trip to the beach with the rest of your friends, however, becomes a huge threat to wooyoung’s remaining resolve.

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a bulletpoint-style drabble of what it would be like to have jongho stanning you.

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time of love | @sorryimananti-romantic

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last updated: 25 oct 2023

[skz-streamer]

He Fell Harder

Simptober Romance Tropes M-list

Pairing: Lee Know (skz) x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Notes: im catching up dw!!!!!!

-please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately faceclaims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people

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Meeting him at first he was okay, kinda cut off from others

somehow you kept seeing him everywhere

he was a friend of a friend but still, it was weird that the two of you just met everywhere

you ended up approaching him at after class one day

he was just standing in the hall but now that you were closer to him you realized that he was infact VERYYYYY HANDSOMEEE

approaching him he looked at you, not rlly any expression on his face

you wanted to ask him about something....but you had forgotten💀

kinda just an awkward stare between the two of you.

you needed to say something so you asked if he wanted to be (school) partners with you

he looked taken aback, after all the two of you literally knew nothing about each other besides a mutual friend

but he said sure

as time went on you realized he wasn't as cold as you thought

once you got to know him he was actually really sweet :)

and... not only did ur knowledge about him grow... buttttt so did ur feelings

although he didn't really seen interested in you... did he?

well believe or not that day when you had asked lee know to be your lab partner he was bouncing off the walls

he could tell that you liked him and as each meeting went his feeling grew more and more

he had never really opened up to anyone so you being a first really meant a lot to him

although he tried to keep his cool around you it was hard, you were just so stunning, your laugh, the way you dressed and carried yourself...it was so mesmerizing to him

he had texted you one day asking if you wanted to meet up but you didn't answer

he thought maybe your phone was off or something but you hadn't showed up for class either

he knew you wouldn't dip him, so what happened?

well it was quite dumb actually

you were sleeping and ended up rolling off your bed hitting the side of your head on your sharp ass nightstand and then falling to the floor

you woke up and brushed it off but when you woke up again a few hour later slightly lightheaded and with a red tinted pillow you headed over to the er

it was nothing serious just a few stitches but still, it meant you left leeknow too present the project all alone

and you felt horrribleeeeeee

somehow when you got back home that night he was waiting for you any your front door

you ran up to him and he turned around to look at you suddenly cupping your face

"are you alright??? I heard what happened"

"what how?" you were so confuseddddd

"doesn't matter, your okay right?"

your heart was fluttering as he brushed your cheek with his thumb and pulled you in for a hug

and at that point you just melted into his embrace

LEE KNOW CODED THINGSSSS

Not a lot of affection in public, almost like the calm bf and energetic gf trope

but once the two of you are at home omllll

back hugs galore and random kisses

like imagine ur just sitting on the couch, this man would just grab and turn you whole face just to give you a kiss on the lips

Ur up early making breakfast and he just walks out of bed and hugs you from behind😭🫠

Rests his head in the crook of your neck and starts to nibble at it

The sweetest thing ever in the morning

Like would literally be ALL OVER YOU

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[thevestigeofvanillaan]

Good Girl.

boyfriend!stan x girlfriend!reader x bestfriend!kyle x bestfriend!kenny smut.

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP. should be a known fact for all of my writings but people like to bitch about it so here, does this make you feel better?

i really like this one. and if you don't like it, i don't really care so don't bother commenting "oh they aren't like this" "stop writing porn about children" because i'm not. and it's not supposed to be canon..😂

content: smut, exhibitionism, voyeurism, bf watching his bsf fuck his gf, long ass paragraphs, swearing, heavy praise, reader can be interpreted as being chubby, belly bulge, fingering, reader has nipple piercings.

"come on dude, just kiss her. look.." stan, your boyfriend, says, grabbing your jaw and squeezing your cheeks before attacking your lips with his. you melt into his touch with a quiet moan before he pulls away and smiles at you. you bite your wet lip to hide your smirk and stan faces his attention back to kyle.

kyle sits awkwardly next to you, looking at stan. "you don't think that's.. like.. weird?"

stan chuckles and squeezes your thigh before laying into a more comfortable position. "nah. trust me, kyle. her lips feel amazing."

you blush when kyle scoots even closer, turning his whole body to face you and you do the same. he brings a hand to cup the side of your face, and eyes you in a way that asks "is this okay?" and you smile to show your answer to be a "yes".

kyle brings his face slowly to yours, staring you in the eye and just before your lips touch, he looks to stan. and then he kisses you, eyes open staring at your boyfriend. you close your eyes and get comfortable with the newfound feeling of kyle's lips. it's a nice feeling. his lips are slightly chapped, unlike stans who's are more soft. his hands are soft though as they caress your jaw and his tongue makes its way into your mouth, he begins to play with your hair.

it felt so.. right. which is weird. your boyfriend is watching you make out with his best friend, and encouraging it.. but the feeling of his lips feels like they were made to touch yours. you bite down on his bottom lip, careful to make it arousing not painful. you can tell he liked it when he groans and pulls your hair slightly, kissing more aggressively and smiling into it.

you giggle and move your body so you were facing your head down towards him before the two of you pull away. and you missed that feeling.

"didn't i tell you, she's like a first cigarette." stan chuckles and you smile at kyle before getting off of him, sitting where you had been previously. "baby, you wanna take off your shirt for me, hmm?" stan walks over to stand between my thighs and you nod up at him. his hands move to the hem of your shirt and he pulls your top off. you barely had any time before he moved his hands to unclasp your bra, gently taking it off of you.

"nipple piercings?" kyle smirks at your boobs with teeth.

"feel em." stan says and this time without hesitation kyle scoots over, moving his hands to massage your breasts before taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it before letting go, pecking around your areola before moving to please your other side.

once he's done feeding on your flesh stan grabs your hand to pull you off the bed and into his arms. he pecks your lips before unbuttoning your jean shorts. unzipping them. and pulling them down until all that's left is your little black lingerie panties that don't hide very much. stan smacks your ass and bites your shoulder before whispering into your ear, "want him to play with you some, baby?"

you moan with a closed mouth softly and nod, holding onto his biceps and squeezing before letting go and walking over to kyle with swaying hips. you stand between his legs and his hands migrate to the small of your waist, squeezing the plush skin and looking up into your eyes. his hands were so fucking soft. his nails were painted black but on his right hand his ring finger was painted a dark burgundy. they were big and veiny and could tear you apart in seconds. a portion of you could have been scared if you hadn't known better, but you knew kyle, liked him for months before you and stan got together.

the thing was that kyle didn't pay attention to you like you needed. he didn't text back, or talk to you, or even acknowledge you. but stan was there to do that all for you. stan wanted you. stan texted, first most of the time, even. he took care of you and hung out with you and that drew you to him. but part of you still loved kyle because you had for months.

his soft hands move to squeeze the doughy flesh of your ass and you smirk in pleasure. your thumbs move to play with the band of your panties, smacking the elastic against your skin and moving it up and down to tease. even going as far to do a little spin so he could see how good your ass looked in those panties. they were your favorite pair. you slowly would side by side move down your panties before they reached the floor, you step your bare feet and white painted toes (stan paid) out of the panties that now rest on the floor.

kyle stands up and stan walks over to you, taking you into his arms. "be a good girl for him, huh? yeah?" stan babied you and you nod with a pouty face. he lays you down and puts a pillow behind your head. that's when kenny came in, without knocking. kyle greeted him by walking over and likely explaining what was happening in a quiet tone. but you focused on stan. "we've got company." stan says out loud with a smile, caressing the side of your face and kissing your forehead to say "ill be right back" before standing up straight to go talk to the other two boys in the room.

god you were so out of it. it all looked slightly blurry as you watched your boyfriend talking to his two best friends, all looking at your squirming naked body begging for attention and fulfilling. you wanted to beg but you had to be quiet. you had to be a good girl.

next thing you know they're walking over to you and kenny's hands are separating your legs. you only recognize who it was once you could see his face through your now parted legs. he smiled down at you. "oh look at you. you look so helpless and needy. you want me to play with you don't you? want me to touch this wet little cunny?" kenny teased and you whine. "please."

"i guess so. only because you're just such a good little girl f'me." kenny chuckles and brings four fingers to your dripping pussy, his two middle fingers whiping the liquids up to your clit to make it easier to play with. he rubs circles onto your clit and your hips dig into the mattress. it felt so good.

kenny's hands were the roughest of all of theirs. he smelt of weed and his hands felt chalky. his hair was greasy and he had scuff marks on his face like he'd gotten in a fight (which he likely did) upon arrival. the smirk on his face was ever so devious and sadistic as he tortured your needness. kenny was definitely the meanest and most recognized of the three of them. he did the most he could to grow fame and money, which slowly but surely was working. the productions he had going weren't so bad you genuinely thought.

you moan out in the pleasure your feeling as you clench around nothing at his teasing. he slides his two fingers into your hole with ease because of your arousal, but only once before going back to your clit. which you weren't terribly mad about because it felt so good. you felt ridiculously overstimulated for the fact that you hadn't even been fucked yet nonetheless finished.

"hey i think she's ready to be honest, feels like she's pulsating." kenny laughs and walks off. you rub your eyes and hear ringing in your head that doesn't exist to the others in the room but it confused you. you heard subtle voices before you felt a soft hand on your knee. you could tell it was kyle just by the feeling of his hand. opening your eyes, indeed it was kyle, looking down at you in awe with his cock prodding at your entrance.

it was disgusting, really, that you felt so fucking good doing this. especially since these are your boyfriends best friends who are playing with you in such a taboo way. four of kyle's fingers rest on your lower stomach and his thumb rubs circles at the top sensitive part of your clit. he looks into your eyes for some sort of consent that you felt numb to giving. but you whined out the best "please kyle" that you could before he harshly thrusted into you. with that you moan ever loudly, probably annoying the others in the apartment complex but you couldn't help it. this feeling was like no other. the disgusting ecstasy flowing from your cunt all the way to your brain making tears prick your eyes as kyle fucks relentlessly into you, holding onto your thighs so hard it could and would leave red hand marks.

"oh my fucking— fuck kyle-!" you moan out so loud like you were giving birth. any other person would think you were either in pain or having the greatest sex to ever exist and you couldn't tell which one this felt more like anymore. it felt amazing. it felt lifelike. his cock felt like it was molded the shape of you exactly to please the places you didn't know were pleasurable to touch. the bulge in your stomach would hit his finger tips and you could feel that. and you knew he could too when he started laughing and groaning out loudly.

there really is no other way to explain this feeling. it was to put it straight, the most pleasurable thing you had ever felt in your entire life. tears streaming down your cheeks to stain them with eyeliner marks and of course you weren't wearing water proof mascara, who knew this would happen? his hands fell to your hips, gripping them tightly you could tell he was getting closer and closer to the edge.

"s'tight.!" kyle groaned, thrusting harder but slower and sloppier and you can feel your orgasm hitting you hard as a gust of wind blowing away something that weighs anything smaller than a pound. it was like waves of intense pleasure running through your veins and there it was. you came harder than you thought was possibly but kyle wasn't done. you wrapped your legs around his waist assuring he couldn't pull out when he had to come. "in me. in me please kyle." you moan and look to stan who's smirking.

you look to kyle who's looking at stan, asking with fucked out eyes for permission that he didn't need when you pulled his shirt so his face was by yours and you kiss him aggressively. "please don't pay attention to them, this is about me." you whisper before moaning loud, not before moving your head so you wouldn't hurt his ears. "please kyle im begging you i want you, i need you right now."

he came, inside of you. it felt so good being filled like that. that's all you needed. he rode out his high and you felt so tired. your entire body fell limp but your legs wouldn't stop shaking. your muscles were spazing in the back of your thighs visibly and kyle pulled out. you turned to lay on your stomach.

kenny was gone, and stan was in the bathroom, at least you thought so. kyle brought a soft hand to your back and gently massaged the bare skin. "it's like you were made for me." you say into your arms so it comes out mumbled but kyle heard. and he understood with the chuckle he gave you. "get some rest." he pats your back and sits beside you on the bed and you drift off.