#but for now i just have to say how fucking excited i am that the fight choreography (hand to hand & sabers) has DELIVERED

[thekoalapastriesbakery]

LOSS OF MY LIFE

formula one x horror actor!reader

request: I'm hoping this is thw right way to ask for requests but we live and learn ig. Anyway what about how the drivers would react to reader being in some sort of horror film and they end up dying?

summary: your boyfriend reacts to your death in a movie.

warnings: mild descriptions of death and gore, swearing, i think that's it?

contains: charles leclerc, gabriel bortoleto, + ollie bearman

word count: 552

charles leclerc:

he had been so incredibly excited to see your movie. you had warned him several dozen times that it was a horror movie and not a tame one. he didn't listen, of course, and decided it was a better idea to watch it when he was alone. at night. in a hotel room he was not familiar with.

… needless to say, you weren't exactly surprised when you woke up to your phone ringing. even less surprising was hearing charles sniffling and begging you to get a flight out because he's just seen you die a very gruesome death in the movie and now he desperately needs cuddles. he's definitely got a collection of stuffed animals he uses when he needs comfort but you're not available, and his favourite is a floppy bunny. charles is holding onto that bunny like his life depends on it after watching your movie.

you end up having to call one of the other drivers and ask them to keep him company until you get there. when you do, expect to be within arm's reach of your boyfriend at all times.

gabriel bortoleto:

he's actually kind of offended that the writers had the audacity to kill you off. the second he realizes what's about to happen he'll start angrily ranting about "how dare they!!" and all that.

then he sees you covered in the (fake) blood and you're so clearly pissed off even though you're dying and he just … slowly … trails off … until he's just staring at the screen. he doesn't even respond when you poke his arm to see if he's okay. all that's going through his head is holy fuck you look hot when you're angry and covered in blood—

it takes you a little while to realise what's actually going on, and you gotta just kinda keep poking and teasing him until he breaks out of it. let's just say if you wanna go all out for halloween there … gabi's definitely on board.

ollie bearman:

i actually think he really likes horror movies even though they give him nightmares? ollie loves them and finds them so interesting and even though he's so tense the whole time he just … he loves them! so when he finds out that you're gonna be in a horror movie?

he is so excited.

ollie makes a whole night of it. he'll order food from your favourite restaurant, set up a lil blanket fort for the two of you, make sure you know that he'll be extra jumpy that night, and then get your movie set up on his laptop. he can't watch horror movies on big screen because the detail makes it too scary for him. so you'll just have to get used to watching things on a laptop screen, sorry.

finally he gets to cuddle up to you and he's so excited to watch your movie!! he gets most of the way through before your character gets killed off and ollie … he just shuts his computer immediately.

the whole rest of the night is just spent assuring your boyfriend that you're fine, you're not upset about your character's ending, and also that yes, all of the actual horror bits in the movie were fake. then—and only then—will he start talking about the actual quality of the movie and praising your acting.

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author's note: please note that i am a wimp who can't watch horror for the life of me 😅

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[huntingcupid]

THE MAN WHO CAN'T BE MOVED — S.L

cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be thinkin' maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet and you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

⌗ SOPHIA — fem!reader, angst, friends to lovers to strangers, swearing, homophobia, sophia is kinda mean here, break up, crying, CHEATING, etc...

⌗ SYPNOSIS — sophia always told you she was confused with her sexuality, how she wanted to know if she liked men or women or maybe even both — yet what she didn't tell you was how you were her experiment

⌗ CUPID — hey, third angst on a row so please don't kill me i js like writing angst :-(

you never really knew how it started yet it went something like this

sophia and you were best of friends, ever since you knew — sleepovers here and hangout there, name an activity you two have done it — sophia was a silly and smart girl one thing you adored about her

“here you can have pink, I'll have purple!” you excitedly hand a matching bracelet to the filipina who accepted it happily hugging you tightly, unknowingly you felt butterflies in your stomach, you always did — whenever she hugs you, compliments or just be close with you, you felt a whole zoo in your tummy

you wanted to ignore it, to pretend it didn't exist, at least you tried, the whole of highschool you pretended to have boy crushes as you really had your eyes set on her, sophia would often ramble to you about a boy she liked and you acted like you cared and you did just not in the way a friend should

“sometimes i just wanna be your girlfriend, how i wish you were a boy y/n” sophia murmurs sighing defeatedly as she lays in the grassy land — “really?, i mean sometimes i wish I'm a boy too” you replied softly gazing across seeing the sun set, painting the skies a orange and pink hue

“y/n, do you ever think you like girls? — i mean sometimes i do, i just wanna know if it's real or just a stupid thought” sophia asks sitting up and looking at you, her eyes seemed to spark with curiosity, “i do think that, yet sometimes it's confusing” you replied averting her gaze, “who do you think you like right now” you follow

for moment she was silent before speaking again, “y/n, i think i like you” sophia murmurs, her hands now on top of yours — you wanted to jump up and down from joy and excitement — “are you sure?” you ask looking into her adoring gaze, “i am, do you like me?” sophia follows tilting her head to the side

a warm breeze of air passes by and you form your words quietly and wisely, “fuck liking you, i love you” you giggle, the girl smiles so widely it felt like she was the happiest girl in the world — “awh” she pouts and hugs you tightly

the first week of you two dating, you took her out to the aquarium, checking out aquatic animals that sophia always talked about, she looked so precious taking pictures of the fishes — “let's take a picture?” she asks, you nod going next to her and smiling for the picture, “you better use this as your wallpaper” she says sending the picture to you, “yes ma'am” you replied, quickly following her orders and showing it to her, “better” she smiles proudly before walking hand in hand with you as she points to various tanks with different aquatic animals

after the date sophia invites you to dinner with her family, nothing out of the normal, sophia's mom was like your mom too — “anak!, tara kain na! (children!, come eat!)” carla calls out seeing you two arrive — “hi tita! (auntie)”, you replied waving, taking a seat next to sophia, “we were at the aquarium, it was so fun, ma” sophia says, taking a bite of her food — you take a bite, enjoying the evening, when sophia's mom suddenly jokes

“parang magjowa na nga kayong dalawa soph (it seems like you two are in a relationship)” carla laughs, sophia giggles yet her eyes met yours for a split second, “kapatid ko yan si y/n ma! (y/n is like my sibling mom!)” sophia replies, for a moment you were hurt yet you knew sophia wanted to tell her parents later since you two had just started dating

yet even as you two became official sophia still denied your relationship to her parents, always saying she's not ready — it felt bad since you always told her you wanted to tell her parents even family

“y/n stop rushing me, i just don't want them to think anything badly about me” sophia grits her teeth, as you two sat in her bedroom — “badly?, are you saying I'm a bad person to be with?” you scoff, feeling somewhat degraded by her words, sophia slaps you across your face, it burned so badly that you couldn't help but tear up, you cup your cheeks feeling the warmth

“gosh, you're so fucking pushy y/n — let me breathe!” sophia screams, massaging her temple — she grabs her things and went out, “don't follow me, I'm gonna clear my mind” sophia murmurs before slamming the door

left there with your thoughts you never felt this hurt, you wipe away your tears taking a shower and clearing your mind for a while, after so you lay in her bed watching some netflix from her ipad

till you saw some notifications pop up — “james chatted you!”, sophia always told you not to snoop with her things, yet something told you to open it — which you did

[my j] “soph, where are you?”

[sophia] “on my way love, I'm js driving rn..:)

[my j] “stay safe my love!”

[sophia] yes babe — ill be there in 10 minutes

[my j] “is y/n with u?”

[sophia] “what? fuck no — its our date why would i bring her”

[my j] “idk yall seem close”

[sophia] “I'm just tolerating her lol”

your heart sank, seeing message after message of the girl you call the love of your life degrading and berating you — what's worse? she's dating someone while you two are together

you couldn't help but just cry, sob your eyes out seeing how much sophia actually hid from you — you pull out your phone taking pictures of the messages to confront the filipina later

the clock strikes 2:00 am — that's when you heard faint rustling and the front door opening, she was home, “babe? — i got you something” sophia excitedly says entering the bedroom only to be met with your red puffy eyes and tear streaked face, “babe?, you okay?” sophia quickly says running to your side

as she tries to lay her hand on yours, you flick it away earning you a confused look, “if it's about earlier, I'm sorry-” you cut her off showing your phone and the pictures of her and james messages, “why? — you're just tolerating me right?, why are you saying sorry then?” you mutter, choked sobs coming out too

“it's not what it looks like y/n, that's just my, my friend!, nothing more, please baby understand me” sophia sputters excuse after excuse, placing kisses on your cheeks and rubbing your arms

she looked like a defeated puppy, her eyes wide with horror at what you found — “baby don't you love me?” sophia says, grasping your cheeks to make you look at her as tears start to flow to her eyes too

“i love you, soph — i love you so much..” you mutter back to her, “then let's move past this — okay?, ill forget that you snooped through my things and you forget that you ever saw that” sophia explains in that sweet motherly voice coaxing you to agree

and as stupid as it sounded you agreed, feeling special for once, “okay soph, please forgive me, i didn't mean to look through it” you mutter hugging her tightly as you bury your head in her chest, “i forgive you baby, just don't do it ever again” sophia tsks

after that instance sophia changed all her passwords and kept her things farther away from you, she always kept an eye at you and never told you about james ever again — for a while it felt peaceful, even happy, sophia will always come home with flowers and chocolates for you, yet she still hid it from her parents

it all came crashing down when she invites james to a birthday dinner, sitting next to him even clinging to him through out the night — “anak, sino yan boyfriend mo? (daughter who is that, is that your boyfriend?)” carla asks sophia, instead of denying she nods happily hugging his arms tighter

you stood there, like a stranger towards her — you two made eye contact only for sophia to look away abruptly, that night you stayed outside by the grill with sophia's dad — “uwi na po ako tito (I'll go home now uncle)” you say, sophia's dad only nods waving you off

you walk to sophia's room getting your things and to her bathroom, you stared at yourself, you wore your favorite dress and did your hair extra, even took your time with make up — it felt so annoying and upsetting, there you stood in front of the mirror, wondering if you were ever worth to love, a minute passes and you went out the front door seeing sophia flaunt her awesome boyfriend in front of the family

sophia sees you leaving with your bags and waiting for your uber — she runs up to you quickly excusing her self — “y/n it's just for tonight i swear” she murmurs pleading with you, “i know, i just want to go home” you replied, she nods and waves you off

that night in your bedroom you sobbed for hours on end, feeling your world crumble around you, you wanted to just jump off a cliff and forget that you ever liked her — pretend that everything is fine for once, “how can i love you” you mutter holding a picture of sophia as you felt new tears cover your face

it was raining heavily at this point, thunder striking every now and then, the wind was strong and unforgiving — it made the trees around sway and some plants even flew

your phone dinged with a notification, a message from sophia, you look at your phone, debating whether to check or not — against your better judgment, you opened it, getting greeted with something you never expected, or maybe you did, you just chose to ignore it

[my future wife] “i don't know how to start this y/n, but i want to say I'm thankful, for you, thank you for making me realize that i never liked women, only men, I'm no longer confused and know what i have with you is a family like love, never romantic nor anything like so — I'm happy with james, y/n i never thought I'll be happy in a relationship ever since i was with you, thank you for everything”

you read the text in silence, feeling your heart slowly shatter, you read it over and over again, making sure you weren't seeing things, “family like love?” you stammer, you wanted to reply and say how you felt and beg her to stay, beg her to give you another chance, yet she had blocked your contact

“soph please don't” you sob, against the pouring rain you went to her house, soaking yourself as you stood outside her gate, “sophia!, please! baby give me a chance, i love you!” you scream, sophia came running out holding an umbrella over her head, “y/n shut up!, mom would hear you!” sophia says, she looks at your defeated form and felt guilt creep into her

“please sophia, i love you!” you sob, the thunder got stronger yet you stayed there begging sophia, “y/n, i can't please leave, move on!” sophia says frowning, you sobbed at her words your hair clung to your face due to how hard the rain was

“how can i move on, when I'm still in love with you?!” you replied, breaking down in front of her house — “I'm sorry y/n” sophia replies going into her house and closing the lights

is that it?, she's really ready to replace you? forget about everything, was it all a joke to her? — you loved sophia with you whole heart, trusted her more than anyone, yet she used you, made you her experiment

“so that's it sophia?, am i your fucking lab rat? just to experiment on?!” you scream, yet you knew she couldn't and wouldn't hear you

you walk home as the rain finally stopped leaving you with a aching heart and a bruised ego

you'd still see sophia, only she would be with james, she would always look happier and more fulfilled with him — it felt like a stab to your being, you felt worthless for the last few months of highschool

“aren't you friends with soph?” megan asks as you two study in the back of class, “we were” you replied, “what happened?” megan follows tilting her head to the side — “we outgrew each other, i'll always love her though” you smiled softly

megan hums and continues her work on her book — “you'd be an awesome girlfriend y/n, in my opinion” megan giggles looking at you with those adoring eyes

and for the first time in quite a while you felt special again, a spark of something filling your heart, “you too” you murmur back, megan blushes a bit and it doesn't go unnoticed by you

“hey, do you want to hang out after this class?” you asks the girl, “really?, sure!” megan happily replies

from across the room sophias eyes follow you two, a small smile creeping to her lips, finally seeing you find someone who would actually care about you

maybe this time you'll be loved the way you love

wc: 2.3k words

[mullermilkshake]

Don’t leave me all on my own, it’ll break me

Part 13 <- Part 14 -> Part 15

Jinwoo proves to you that you and his children and his first priority.

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Kind reminder - I have only seen the anime, I’ll get round to reading the manhwa, but I have a lot going on in my life at the moment that's affecting my health so it'll be a while, so if anything seems ooc, I’m working on it lol 😎. I only know of what the anime showed, nothing else, I’m trying to remain spoiler free but it’s proving difficult. I'm researching what I can and I've had stuff spoiled that way too 😂 I try to keep the characters as canon as I can but they write themselves. (Yeah, they can be unruly like that) that being said, I am taking into account of your comments and what sort of storyline you're wanting to see, (but please don't ask for anything to be added) I’m going at this chapter by chapter, by the seat of my pants. I have no clue what these characters are doing until they do it ��

Thank you for your patience and continued support, I fell in love with the anime immediately and adored this fandom the minute I stepped into it and I’ve been welcomed with opened arms which I appreciate.

I love you, pookies!

(Also, if anyone knows how I could read the manwha offline, I'd really appreciate it. 🤗)

"Jinwoo... is that true?" 

You ignored the rumble of excitement, the journalists shoving mics in your face and endless questions that Jinwoo couldn’t quite hear. Your betrayed look broke his heart.

“No. it’s not-”

“Hunter Sung! Can you comment on the good news?” 

“How far along, has it been a smooth pregnancy so far?” 

“Hunters, what happens now that Hunter Sung is leaving? What of this facility?” 

Jinwoo pushed past the journalist’s invasive questions and guarded you enough to pry you away from their grasp. He ignored Jong-in’s calls and stormed past Have-in to slip back into the room he'd been in before and shut the door to the world behind him. It took everything in his self restraint that was barely there not to flatten the entire room. Killing all of them seemed about as close to reaching neutrality as Jinwoo was going to get. 

You just stood there, in silence, staring at the wall in that oversized sweater hiding the twins away from prying eyes. So broken and empty, your eyes plain and emotionless despite the tear slipping from your cheek.

It was the only thing to cool Jinwoo down from erupting. The only thing, besides you and the babies that leashed his impulsivity was giving away any inclination to what his darker side was like until he got what he wanted. It was why the Chairman still had a head. Why Jong-in still had his face intact.

“This is…” How could Jinwoo tell you without making himself look guilty? Without proving the Chairman’s lies on desperation you would not take them at face value.

“Are you leaving me- putting me in that place like Hae-in? You said you didn’t want that… tell me it’s not true, because I can’t believe that…” You breath picked up, erratically filling the rooms unsettled quiet amongst the rumble behind the doors.

“I’m not.” He said, taking two steps towards you.

“No.” You backed away, biting your trembling lip. “Don’t come near me… After all that about never trusting the association with the babies and putting your foot down about help from the Chairman- and, fuck, I don’t know what to think. you say you care and have these feelings, but I saw you go off and talk to the Chairman. If you want to be rid of me, just say it. But I have to hear it from you, not publicly in a room full of people!”

You were pregnant, hormonal and therefore unreasonable. Jinwoo didn’t take it to heart despite it hurting, had this been any other time, you would have used logic.

Jinwoo couldn’t bear seeing you cry. “He dropped it on me. I told him no before he could even finish. I would never do that because I-”

He had to stop himself, you had only just gotten used to being addressed as his girlfriend, no way could you take hearing his love for you too. It was all happening too fast in one singular moment. 

It can’t end like this. 

“Because what?” You said, wrapping your arms around you and blinking the residual tears away after your curiosity got the better of you.

“I just think we should take a minute to simmer down-”

“What were you going to say?” You stepped closer, but never touched him.

Jinwoo wanted to tell you, he really did. He craved it, using three words to express himself where he hadn’t been allowed to yet. No room to spread his wings and really let himself go to embrace you and his new found purpose with no limitations.

“Because…” Even upset, eyes red and wet, you were so beautiful. What could he say to you that wasn’t what he was feeling?

“Because you what, Jinwoo?! I don’t know if you can tell, but I’m really freaking out here!”

“Because I love you, that’s why!” There it was. No turning back now.

He should never have shouted or raised his voice. That was unfair to you.

It seemed to calm you though, oddly enough. Though it could have been shock. “You what?”

“I love you. You’re the mother of my children, and you think I’d leave you in that place just to fuck someone I don’t care about? To keep the Chairman happy? Never. I don’t want to be anywhere that isn’t with you, I’d lay down on the floor so you could walk all over me if it made you happy. I’m disappointed that I haven’t communicated that well enough with my actions, but I’ll show you every day until you understand… I shut Chairman Go down right away and walked out, I never agreed to this. It’s not what I want, it’s not what I’ll ever want. The Chairman's programme can go to hell.”

You stood there, taking deep breaths into the sleeve of your sweater, which soon switched to more shallow and panicked. “You… is that… Oh my god- oh god… it’s too hot in here- I need this off- I need it off.”

Jinwoo rushed to your side and tried to pry your hands from your sweater neck, stretching the material with little whimpered cries and more tears that Jinwoo had ever seen from your eyes.

“I can’t breathe- get it off- get it off of me!”

Another mana spike came right in front of Jinwoo’s eyes, more powerful than last time. And his shadows even noticed, it triggered Igris to appear for a moment before his eyes though Jinwoo never called him forward. You however, were too riled up to notice, if you could now sense the twins aura all of a sudden, you didn’t let on.

“Jinwoo!”

He pulled your sweater off and kept you close, your limp body sobbing into his shirt, clutching at it for dear life in a wet mess. Jinwoo stroked your hair as a way to try to comfort you after dropping his heart on the room, a lot to process when the timing was all wrong

Jinwoo crouched down to the floor, you moved down with him and sat in his lap all curled up and clinging to his arm. The babies aura was still heightened, pulsing almost. They must have been responding to you, though Jinwoo was surmising, you still didn’t notice.

“I’m so tired of this. I just want to be left alone. I want everyone to leave us alone, Jinwoo.” 

“I know… I know…”

After the initial shock of declaring his love for you, Jinwoo rocked you.  He needed to do something about the Chairman sooner rather than later, this could not continue and it prompted him to take the initiative, to attempt to send one of his shadows into the Chairman’s presence the next opportunity. He could have been as perceptive as you for all Jinwoo knew, but he had to try. The Chairman wouldn’t get away with upsetting you like this again, he simply wouldn’t allow it. Though if anything the Chairman did succeed in, was allowing Jinwoo the choice to use violence.

Violence on the old man and if he was lucky, if he pushed Jinwoo far enough, he’d cease to exist regardless of the backlash or consequences. In truth, who was actually strong and fast enough to even out match him to throw punishment his way?

I could kill him and anyone else who tried to stop me. The way I feel now, I doubt I’d feel any remorse for it. It wasn't a good intrusive thought no matter how much Jinwoo agreed with it.

“Oh god… I’m such a mess. I was never this emotional.” You sniffled, rubbing your cheek against his shirt and fiddling with the collar. “You… really love me?”

“I do. So much. I just didn’t say anything because I was worried you’d leave.”

And just like that, the mana spike vanished and stopped pulsing like high blood pressure. A calm room, a calm mind. You relaxed in his arms, and the babies followed suit.

“I don’t know how to feel, I’m so confused-”

Jinwoo shook his head and watched you carefully, pressing his lips to your forehead. “Don’t overthink it. I get it if you don’t feel the same.”

Though the only thing he’d ask of you was your love in return, his desperation to be close to you switched things up, and now that need started to shift to even if you hated him. He’d still love you. He’d still commit unthinkable things for you if you asked.

“Just let me love you, let me take care of you and the babies. That's all I ask.”

“I never said I didn’t feel the same.” You said, pulling away just a fraction to look at him, nose all blushed and cheeks wet. “I’m not sure how to process this, but I don’t want you to go anywhere.”

Well, it wasn’t a ‘I hate you Jinwoo, get the fuck out of here.’ at least. It gave him more hope than anything.

The sentimentality drew Jinwoo closer to you, gently rubbing your baby bump. “That’s enough for me. We can figure it all out as we go along.”

He knew with every inch you gave him, his impulses wanted a mile.

“What do we do now?”

He wanted to keep you in the confines of this room whilst he had it out with the Chairman. Jinwoo wanted to know why a man like as himself, with other responsibilities, was going to such lengths. The more time passed made him see just how much the Chairman had changed. Jinwoo wanted to get down to it, maybe fight the man to air his frustrations as to why he wanted such an influence over his children. He was the association. So why the underhanded tactics to piss Jinwoo off?

The Chairman knew what Jinwoo was capable of, so it made no sense why he was acting the way he was.

I have to know why. 

“We’ll exchange with one of my shadows, Igris will stay with you and I’ll pay the Chairman a visit. I think it’s about time we have a heart to heart.”

You made a disgusted sound, sitting up properly though remaining between his legs. “No, not that again. I threw up last time you took me with you.”

Information like that would have been useful at the time. Jinwoo was only showing you how it worked during the early days of your pregnancy in case he ever had to use it, though he never needed to, until now.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

You shrugged, wiping the drying tears from your face. “I don’t know, you left for a raid before I felt sick, like it was delayed, but I put two and two together. It's not that serious. I think the babies don’t like it, like any mana I use or any that gets used on me, it’s like they hate it. They tolerate eye’s handmaiden, but that’s about it. It's passive, I have no control over that.”

“They move about more than usual?” Jinwoo set his hand back on your belly, rubbing away with his thumb.

“That’s the thing, it’s the opposite. They don’t move at all, it’s like they can’t be bothered with it. It’s only a little movement when they do, I can’t feel it outside yet. But they get active sometimes, like little flutters.”

Jinwoo was waiting for the moment you pulled him to the side and pressed his hand to your belly and wait for the babies movements, the little kicks from their tiny feet. Any day now, according to the doctor.

“Maybe their mana is so strong they don’t need to bother with it? We won’t know until they’re here, but if the data is suggesting that they’re using your mana is correct, they might not be able to tolerate anyone else's."

“”I thought about that.” You turned and leant back into him, pressing your back to his chest to which he kept his hands on you. “But I hoped they’d do well with yours at least, you know, being their… Dad.”

What a big turn of events? You’d never really mentioned Jinwoo’s role in this, like his real role. He was the twins father, he would always be. It was like you were coming to terms with it, finally accepting the best to come.

“Could be.”

“Or… maybe they’re just lazy, ever thought of that-“ 

You felt it, Jinwoo did too.

“I think they heard that.” Jinwoo stared in awe, he understood the distinct movement on your belly, a subtle kick, but it was there. “That was what I think it was, right?”

Holy shit. 

It was there, his babies. His babies moving right by his hand like they were trying to grab his fingers. Less than four months to go and he’d hold them in his arms. Four months and his life would change forever. 

“Yeah… I… did they- no they’re babies, they can’t respond, can they?”

Jinwoo chuckled, your stuttering was even cuter this time. Much better than tears streaming down your face. “I think we should start talking to them now, when we get home. Maybe they’ll get used to hearing us?”

For now, Jinwoo’s anger had melted away.

For now.  

But he still wanted a word with the Chairman. Also with Jin-chul, the elusive man who seemed to have vanished from the Chairman’s side.

“Maybe we should. That’s if we can get past that shit show out there. Honestly, it's stressing me out more than if we were just left alone... I'm pregnant with twins, not outer world beings, or gods. I get the excitement, but come on."

“Yeah. We need to think about this carefully, going forward. Something that’ll get the Chairman to back off-”

Actually, this could go in his favour.

An announcement. A big one. Huge. Astronomical. Something to make it difficult for the Chairman to sweep away. A statement that could outshine your pregnancy.

Something extremely public.

“I might have an idea that would stop all of this.” It wasn’t fair to spring this on you while you were vulnerable, or after he’d just told you he loved you, but Jinwoo saw the opportunity and ran with it. “It’s pretty crazy, but it would stop people from interferring.”

“What’s that?”

Should he? Could he? You might slap him if he didn’t ride your mood swing right. 

“Marry me."

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[lostlittlelamb07]

Thoughts on new Obey Me app:

I am squinting REAL hard right now.

Not much has been said, just a new announcement for a third app that will be centralized as a lifestyle app with a "what if....you're married" scenario.

I've already seen many complaints about it just being the brothers, but it seems like the most reasonable? They started out with the brothers in the original to later then add the dateables and just recently the side characters (thirteen, mephisto, and Raphael). They did say that they would be adding more down the line so it's most likely that the brothers are a test run for whatever new mechanics they'll be adding. Then once every bug has been ironed out, that's when theyll add Dia, Barb, and Purgatory house. Holding out the newest characters and releasing them probably one by one to keep the excitement going as long as possible.

((also they keep mentioning a Seran(? Barbatos and Simeon have named dropped him a couple of times in nb) along with Michael and Candy, thirteen's sister. And Mephisto's brother but i dont think we'll ever see him and if we do he'll probably be like Luke. Read: DO NOT TOUCH THE CHILDREN. So, we might hopefully get to actually see them with this new game))

Personal note: lowkey kinda angry cause i waited so long to get over them and move on after they so unceremoniously killed off both games at the same time and I finally downloaded Love and Deepspace. THEN A WEEK LATER NOW YOURE TELLING ME THE BROTHERS ARE COMING BACK IN THE SAME FORMAT AS LADS????? feels like theyre refusing to let me move on....... "Lifestyle game" fucking shit fuck me and my wallet i guess

Anyways,

The plot where it stands can really go in many directions. Obey Me had sort of a long-term plot going on with the weekly shenanigans, the plot being MC lands in the Devildom as an exchange student for Diavolo's hope to bring peace to all three worlds.

Basic, easy, can milk that shit as long as there is no peace.

So why are we here if it's that basic? The characters. We're all lonely sheep who found solace in the arms of the seven demons we share a house with while in the exchange program.

Turns out there is A LOT of bad blood in between the three worlds, both angels and demons are aggressive to each race even after thousands of years after the war. AND they both look down on humans as even lesser beings.

That's why Solomon is revered as the greatest sorcerer and respect despite being human. He worked so hard and gained so much power despite all the forces being against him. He single handedly became humanity's protector. He wants humans to be seen as equals, no matter the cost. And it cost him... A lot. But there was no price he wouldn't pay for the knowledge and power to hold his own. Some say that this led him to a point where some even question his own humanity.

In game, when you first meet Solomon he is weary and trying to size you up. But still wants to be there as a fellow human. As the story progresses and he inevitably falls in love with MC, he tries multiple times, And I MEAN MULTIPLE TIMES THROUGHOUT *BOTH* GAMES, to make MC promise that they wont forget that they are human and that if it comes down to it, to choose humanity.

Now MC, sure they hear his warnings, they promise to not forget. BUT HOW CAN YOU IGNORE THOSE 7 (9 if we're counting dia and barb. And who are we kidding WE ARE) HOT AS FUCK DEMONS. who just hold you so nice and kithh your forehead so sweetly uwu

So yea, MC kinda just brushes Solomon off and builds deeper relationships with the brothers. Even after the first year of the exchange program ended, MC worked really hard to become Solomon's apprentice and gain a place in the devildom even if theyre human. The brothers' love is the driving force for all our actions.

I haven't finished the OG game just yet (im putting it off as long as possible cause i dont want to finish it just yet.;-;) so im not quite sure how the OG bridges over to Nightbringer. But we start NB by going back in time to help the brothers through their trauma as it is right after the Celestial War just ended.

Nightbringer really gets into the world building in the first few chapters. They show how demons treat the brothers because they were former angels. Racism is real in hell too bro. This is before RAD was established so you can really see the discrimination against angels and humans. MC had to hide their race due to the times, and of course when it was found out that they were in fact human and were lying to the brothers all hell breaks loose. But it's ok cause the bros still love you just the way you are. They dont care if youre a worm, MC❤️ (which again is how demons and angels see humans)

Anywho, that's why Diavolo is really working hard to bring peace and equality to all three realms, and you can really see he has made a difference from NB to the OG.

But it's still not enough.

Simeon's situation at the end of NB (after we go back to the present, so that means after the events of the OG as well.) is really frustrating and really drives home the point that we are no where near Dia's vision for peace amongst the three worlds.

SPOILERS: I was really frustrated with Simeon's story arc. From the time he gave up his wings for us all the way to him becoming human because of us. I jsut- i love him sm and he has suffered so much and we cant comfort him because every time we actually touch the topic that there is something wrong with him, something happens that's like NOPE- AND MORE SHENANIGANS HAPPEN THAT WE HAVE TO PUT SIMEON ON THE BACK BURNER AND THE FACT THE PURE FUCKING FACT THAT THEY DID THAT NOT ONCE BUT *TWICE* I AM LIVID. Then i was happy cause he FINALLY was able to be with the brothers, he FINALLY had the courage to break free from heaven and he might actually have a chance with the mc and live a life with the freedom he so desperately wanted........ But then Barbatos had to come in with a rude awakening. Simeon was part of the exchange program.

What would they say about Diavolo's program if an angel who participated, an archangel for that matter, was then suddenly cast out of heaven and turned into a demon?

Needless to say i was crying cause shit Barbs is right. Everything would become chaos, maybe even to the point of another war. And then Diavolo's dream would truly be out of reach. A silly dream.

So now we dont get Simeon's demon form and he has to go back to his gilded cage.

RACISM ROBBED US-

Anyways, i could talk about Simeon for hours so moving on.....

In the OG, after we become full fledged sorcerers, we are able to come and go in the Devildom as we please. But we still cant stay there indefinitely.

That's when the topic of Marriage comes in.

Diavolo shot that down pretty quickly. Not just because he was jealous and could not believe that all 7 of the brothers were asking for his permission to marry MC. But why? That's right. Because of racism.

The discussion ends with Diavolo promising that he will do anything in his power so that one day "you can marry *anyone* in this room" ;)

Marriage can't happen between the three worlds.

Interracial relationships are heavily looked down upon. That's the whole fucking reason the Celestial War happened in the first place, Lilith as an angel fell in love with a human and was cast out because of it, leading Lucifer and the brothers to go against heaven and fall.

That discussion happened near the end of the OG and then the events of NB happen and after we are sent back to the present, it seems to pick up right where the OG left on.

All this to bring us to the third installment of the Obey Me franchise.

If we really are going to be marrying the brothers in this "what if" scenario, then I really do hope that Solmare puts in the effort and actually give us some plot to advance the story instead of a silly "arent you so glad the three worlds are at peace now mc?! you're married now! Isnt he so nice as he makes you breakfast now give us $29.99 to set the pancakes as a wallpaper🙂"

I really do hope that's not the case. But i digress.

I'm keeping my hopes on a moderate level and will be downloading the new app and proceeding with caution. I already have both VIP passes for OB!OG and NB... Personally i cant afford a third subscription so depending on how the game is, one has gots to go, i really hope thats not the case but one has to take into consideration that this is a company profiting off of people's loneliness and has multiple times chosen money and disregarded the plot and characters so many times it's not even funny.

All this to say, I really do hope the story continues and it's not just another mindless cash grab.

Before i go there is one shining beacon of hope left.

When the og came out, and it's still available on their website, the brothers were each introduced with their sin to kinda give you an idea of what theyre about.

"The Perfectly flawless but malicious sadist. The mighty First-born. Lucifer

Greedy for all the money in the world. The scummy second born. Mammon!" Ect.

It's like that for almost all the Brothers but then

"Could too much love breed rebellion? The catnapping seventh-born. Belphegor"

.....huh?

Obviously this is a reference to the actual plot in which Belphie loved humans so much that Lilith followed and that eventually caused the Celestial War. But at the time, that introduction to Belphie didnt make sense when compared to how the others were introduced.

This brings me to the new promotion for the new game:

Marriage is the topic and yeah as each brother comes on screen each one has a sentence alluding to the game.

"Ever wondered what it would be like to marry a demon?" Lucifer appears holding a ring (this leads me to believe that we will be seeing/starting the game with the proposal AND the wedding. Hopefully.)

"Newly Wed Life😍" Mammon appears, this probably is pointing to the Lifestyle game mode.

"Your demon partner supports your everyday life👍"

"Each conversation brings you closer together..."

"Enjoy Married Life as your bond deepens!"

Levi's, Satan's, and Asmo's are practically the same things. I'm thinking surprise guests but with more interactions.

((Another personal note: when i first started playing Love and Deepspace, there is a function for the guy youre meeting with to remind you of events and things like that in real time. This also includes a calendar where you can keep track of your period and he'll remind you that it's coming up and during the week of blood he'll check on you and give you tips on how to feel better. I obviously compared it to the surprise guests in Obey Me, which at that point had lost all their charm in being interactive and felt more like going through the motions mechanically. It felt lackluster except for when you could actually afford to change their outfits and switching periodically in between guests so as to not get tired of them. Now i can't help but wonder if the new Obey Me app will include more interactive features like LADS.))

BUT THEN WE GET TO THE TWINS

Belphie's is simple enough, you could read into it or put it with the others as promoting the new everyday lifestyle game format, "Now's your chance to make your dream come true! 'Shout at us with all your love!'"

LADS includes a function where you can record your breathing, makes me think maybe Obey me will include something similar where you can record yourself and the characters will react to it. Or maybe that's reading into it too much, regardless it's a thought.

BUT THEN WE HAVE BEELZEBUB

MY MAN, MY LOVE, MY SWEET MACAROON

WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN??????

Does this elude to what i was saying about Diavolo managing to eradicate racism so that we can get married??.............Or................

Does this mean we're gunna talk about MC's mortality?

"Till death do us part... Or until a demon changes the rules?"

Are we going to become immortal like Solomon?? Or does this mean something else entirely???? Why does it end with a question mark??? Am i just reading too much into it?

Probably.

All we can do is wait and hope for the best.

These have just been my thoughts, thank you so much for taking the time to read!

Here's hoping our hearts don't get crushed!

[unknownplane]

The Court Jester Part 5

Yandere Batfam x GN Reader

Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4

Trigger Warnings: Bullying, telling someone to kill themselves

As (Y/N) woke up after their hallucination induced sleep they decided that today was gonna be a fun day to fuck with their so called 'family'. They thought of all the ways they would be able to tear their family to bits just to see how far they could make them suffer. Tim being awake and noticing that (Y/N) was decided it would be a great idea to head down and talk to his sibling. It had been so long since he heard their perfect voice in person. He was almost vibrating with excitement.

As Tim opened the door (Y/N) was mumbling to them self. As soon as they heard his breath their head snapped to attention. "Timothy how wonderful to see you!" (Y/N) said with a malicious grin. Hearing this but not taking into account the grin on their face Tim was extatic. 'They are excited to see me! Me of all people! I must be their favorite!' he thought to himself. "Hello (Y/N) I see you are becoming accustomed to you're living areas. I am very happy to see you awake. Though your outburst from last night may have left a mark. May I?" Tim asked still on the high of being around them. To him they felt like a breath of fresh air or like finally falling asleep and waking up feeling refreshed. Being around them was bliss in ways no other could compare. "Oh of course Timmy! Come here and take a look." (Y/N) said more calmly, already thinking of the ways they could fuck with him mentally.

Tim approached with delight. 'They are letting me get close to them! They aren't pushing me away anymore!' Tim thought to himself. When he reached them he took a good look for any cuts or bruising. As he looks them over he finds none. To his surprise it seems the Joker was not lying when he said she was a Meta. "Soooo Timmy tell me what took you so long to look for me? I mean Mr. Perfectionist not noticing one of his siblings gone? I mean come on I expected better from you. You're supposed to be Red Robin. Well I guess you are just a cheap replacement for Jason. But then again what ever would you be without your suit? Just a little boy who should have died with his mommy and daddy but I guess he fucked that up too." (Y/N) said, their grin getting more and more wicked the longer they spoke and their eyes piercing into Tim's soul. When they began speaking Tim froze and as they kept talking it felt like the words were knives stabbing into his heart. By the time they were done speaking Tim's face had grown dim. His smile long gone. (Y/N) had somehow seen everything that hurts him the most and weaponized it against him. As Tim stood slowly and backed away there were tears forming in his eyes. "Y-you don't mean that (Y/N) it's just the Joker's influence." He sputtered. "You know there is still time to join them Timmy. You could just" they tilt their head to the side having a wide smile on their face "jump off a bridge and join them!" Hearing that Tim backs up slowly his thoughts running wild. He has always blamed himself for living while his parents unfortunately died. This was to deep for him. He ran to the door slamming it shut as (Y/N) laughs their ass off loving seeing the heartbreak in Tim's eyes.

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Tim burst back into the Batcave, tears filled his eyes. Dick looked away from the training dummy. "Tim what happened?" Dick asked confused. It's been a while since he's seen Tim cry so this was a shock. "They went to far. They... I just can't right now Dick." Tim struggled to say. He headed to the monitors to try and work his feelings away like he always does. "Tim talk to me." Dick tried pushing but it got nowhere as Tim ignored him as her threw himself into his work.

Dick knew Tim just came from (Y/N)'s room so he headed there to go confront them. To see what they did to Tim and why.

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Dick busts through the door only to see (Y/N) talking to themselves in a corner. "Yes, Dad, I know. I'm working on it." (Y/N) spoke to what she thought was the Joker. "(Y/N) what did you do to Tim?" Dick said calmly, a little concerned about them talking to themself. "Ohhhh Dickie there you are. I was wondering when I'd see you."

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Hello everyone! I am back! I really hope I can stay this time. I missed you all and am so sorry it took this long. Let me know any of your thoughts as I love to see your comments as they do make me laugh. Anyway, I hope to update again soon.

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[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Machine Movies

Darren Aronofsky: hey it's me Darren aronofsky, the doyenne of psychological horror Aronofsky: you may remember me from such innovative psychological horror concepts like Aronofsky: "what if you had some really annoying houseguests" Aronofsky: or Aronofsky: "what if a guy was really fat"

Aronofsky: but then I realized Aronofsky: why am i wasting my time thinking of ideas like a chump? Aronofsky: a computer could do that just as good as i could Poe: King: Koontz: Lovecraft: Barker: Barker: please by all means Barker: tell us more Poe: clive

Barker: ya know Barker: my favorite kind of own Barker: is the self-own Barker: like, i don't even have to say anything

Aronofsky: i was thinking about how i made that scary movie about a big fat guy Aronofsky: and then i was on deviantart and i saw there was all this AI-generated art of big fat women eating cake Aronofsky: and i thought "wow, these people sure do appreciate the horrifying psychological terror of the fat body" Poe: King: Barker: Koontz: Lovecraft: Aronofsky: and that gave me an idea

Aronofsky: art, one of mankind's greatest achievements, is quickly becoming more popular with each passing day Aronofsky: i invite you to follow along as our scientists work to conceive of a future where art is not made by man but by machine Aronofsky: movie groups of tomorrow are made up of several entities Aronofsky: computers Aronofsky: pneumatic directors Aronofsky: humans who tolerate machines

Aronofsky: this is going to be the biggest innovation in AI-generated horror since MIT media lab invented Shelley AI Mary Shelley: what Aronofsky: well researchers at MIT invented Shelley: i fucking heard you the first time Shelley: it wasn't a clarification what

Aronofsky: see, researchers at MIT invented a mary shelley bot and Mary Shelley: [shivs aronofsky] Poe: mary! it wasn't HIS bot! Shelley: fuck that shit Shelley: if there's one thing i can't stand, it's a fuckin messenger

Aronofsky: did you see my new AI-generated movie? Barker: well i was going to Barker: but then i thought Barker: why waste time watching a movie like a chump? Barker: when i could just get the AI to watch it and summarize it for me Aronofsky: Shelley: my guy makes a strong point

Aronofsky: Aronofsky: so did you read the AI-generated summary of my movie? Barker: well i was going to Barker: but then i thought Barker: why am i wasting time reading a summary like a chump? Barker: when i could just get the AI to summarize the summary

Barker: I got the AI to summarize the summary of the summary Barker: so now I've got it down to one word Aronofsky: what's the word? Barker: one sec, i'll get the AI to summarize it for you Aronofsky: i don't need to take this kind of mockery Aronofsky: i'm Darren Aronofsky, award-winning creator of "The Whale" and "Mother!" Aronofsky: i made your childhood depressing!

Aronofsky: don't forget the exclamation mark in mother(!) btw Aronofsky: it denotes excitement

Aronofsky: great news! Aronofsky: I've got the AI summarizing things so efficiently that I don't ever have to experience a sensation ever again Thomas Ligotti: god i wish that was me

[laura1633]

I started writing this message for you weeks ago and forgot about it and now I forgot what was I gonna complete it 😭😂

“love the idea of older bottom Max

Charles flirts with his grumpy cute professor and making him blush and stutter

And Max always rejects him because he thinks it's so wrong and he thinks he's straight

And Charles is sooo obvious during class his eyes are always following Max ass and tits which is also the reason Max thinks Charles isn’t serious

And imagine a scene where Max is trying to scold Charles privately but Charles keeps flirting and Max sighs and says “ Charles get it in your head I’m not fucking you .”

And Charles chuckles and grabs Max waist whispering “ it’s cute you think you’re the one who’s gonna fuck me “

Which makes Max blush so hard

Max already had so many students males and females having crush on him

Also so many professors too , they all want him though he’s oblivious to most of them

Also Max sometimes gives in to Charles , so they have some type of situation ship

, the first time something happened is when Max had a very bad night because of his family and he was coming back home crying and Charles who was on his motorbike sees him and tries to comfort him without knowing what happened and Max just hugs him and cries in his chest

Then a second time when Charles was telling him how serious his feelings are and how much he loves him , he leans down to kiss him and Max kissed back

It keeps going like that , Charles steals kisses from time to time while Max complains pretending he hates it but he actually pouts when Charles is with him privately without kissing him ( Charles sometimes pretends he’s not going to kiss him just to see his pout)

Or when Max saw a girl trying to flirt with Charles and she’s in the same group project with him so Max separates them and changes their project partners 😂 and of course Charles knows he’s jealous and teases him”

I do love a Lestappen age gap and wow okay older shy Max is actually such an exciting idea, especially when its combined with a very flirty persistent Charles. 

 As soon as Max blushes in any fic I am all in haha! 

Charles would be sat at the front of class, holding a pen in his hand and then running it lightly against his lips as he maintains eye contact with Max. Max would lose his train of thought and start mumbling something incoherent to the class.

I am laughing at Max (who is probably normally a complete professional) separating the project groups around lmao, Charles would know instantly what was happening. 

What I love most about this is that it is older and inexperienced bottom Max with a younger enthusiastic top Charles - that is the type of dynamic I adore.

[criticallyacclaimedstranger]

My Favourite Taste To Touch My Tongue [demisexual!Frankie x reader]

My Frankie Morales masterlist

Read on Ao3

Ship: Francisco “Catfish” Morales x you (cishet female, no descriptions, same age as Frankie)

Tags: demi!Frankie, first time penetrative sex, no condom but reader's on birth control and they're both clean, frankie is a born pussy eating king because of course he is, multiple orgasms, just sweet and sexy folks.

Summary: You are dating Frankie, and when it's time to have sex for the first time, Frankie reveals that he has never had penetrative sex before. It's up to you to make his first time good.

Words: 5,579

A/N: This began with me thinking about what it would be like to be Frankie's first, and have to teach him how to satisfy a woman. I just couldn't figure out how that man could stay unlaid for his entire life. Then @starving-soulzz suggested that he could be demisexual, and I went with that. Thank you for the idea, and for the read-through to make sure I didn't fuck up! <3 Title is from the Damien Rice song My Favourite Faded Fantasy.

Dating Frankie is so easy.

In fact, you didn’t even realize you two were dating. The first time he asked you out for a drink, you just assumed that the guys would be there. When they weren’t, and Frankie never explained why, you didn’t even ask, because it seemed natural to just hang out with Frankie.

When he finally asked you out for dinner, you smiled widely.

”Dinner as in a date?”

He was quiet for a second, and you could just see him lower his gaze, maybe run his fingers through those unruly locks of his. He had called instead of texted, which was so so typical of Frankie.

”Yeah, a date. I mean, the last time we went out was a date too, I guess.”

”It was?” You saw it now, even if you didn’t then.

”I mean, I think it was. But I guess I never told you.”

You laugh. ”You sure didn’t. Frankie, I’d love to go on a date with you.”

”Great.” His relief makes his voice warm and happy. ”Super. I’ll book us a table at... where do you wanna go? And what day? Friday?”

”Friday at seven?” you suggest, sensing that you need to help him along a little. ”Surprise me. I’m not a picky eater, you know that. Nothing too fancy though!”

”I know just the place. I’ll pick you up at six-thirty on Friday?”

”Can’t wait.”

That dinner was followed by a night of bowling and drinks, another of going to the movies, a Sunday afternoon walk in a park, a movie night at Frankie’s place. You loved spending time with him, always had, and since the two of you knew each other already there were no awkward moments of trying to find out of the other one was a secret racist or something. The only thing that was missing was sex.

Not that you were in a hurry to sleep with him, not as such. But you sure wanted to, and you had slept with other men much sooner. But Frankie was a gentleman, he didn’t even make out with you, and for some reason, you didn’t take initiative either. He had always been kind of shy and drawn back, and you figured he needed time.

Then one night, after pulling into your parking lot, he turns to you and asks you if he can kiss you.

You don’t even say yes, just lean forward and press your lips to his, excited to finally find out what he tastes like. He almost flinches, and his lips are unresponsive, so you draw back.

”Sorry,” you apologize, your cheeks heating up. ”I’m so sorry, Frankie, I just... I’ve been waiting to kiss you, really.”

He looks down, the baseball cap shielding his face, but looks up again, a shy smile playing on his lips.

”It’s okay, I didn’t realize you were so into me.”

”I am,” you assure him, willing yourself to calm down. ”You want to try that again?”

”Please.”

This time, you let him come to you. His lips softly nip at yours, and when you separate them to give him a little bit of space, he closes his around your lower one, and you close yours, and it’s soft and wispy, his scratchy mustache providing a rough contrast to the fullness of his lips. Gently, his fingertips touch your cheek, a contact without greed or force. Your heart is beating so fast and your endorphins are having a field day, but you do your best not to get carried away.

And it’s such a sweet torture to be kissed like this by Frankie, to be tasted slowly and gently when all you want to do is devour him. He touches his lips to yours again, now closing them around your upper lip almost thoughtfully, like he’s trying it for the very first time. His blunt fingertips run down your jaw and neck to your shoulder, then to your upper arm, where they stay, taking a shy hold of you.

You scoot across the seat to get closer to him, and Frankie clearly likes it, because now he pries his tongue between your lips. Your open up for him, hum in appreciation when his hand slides to your back, bringing you in. He still goes excruciatingly slow but you let him, it’s sexy, it’s different, it’s like he’s savouring you, every little bit, and that’s something you’ve never had before.

Hands a little sweaty, you find his shoulders as you let him discover your teeth, your tongue, kiss your lips raw. You let your hand get lost in the curls at the nape of his neck, slowly caress his long, strong neck, smile against his lips when his nose bumps into yours.

When he finally breathes a deep sigh, a little out of breath, and pulls back just an inch, you lick your lips.

”Well...” he whispers.

”Wow,” you whisper back with a smile. ”You’re really good at that.”

”Am I?”

”Definitely.”

He smiles that boyish, charming smile of his, looking down. He often does that, you’ve noticed: looks down when he smiles, especially when receiving a compliment.

God, that turns you on.

”You wanna come inside maybe?”

He hesitates for just a second before nodding.

”I’d like that.”

As soon as your jackets and shoes are off, Frankie takes you by the hand and pulls you into his arms. He kisses you again, now keener but still in that slow, undemanding way, like he’s trying something for the first time and liking it, but still finding his way. You wrap your arms around his neck and dare to show your eagerness, and he responds well to it this time. It’s still unhurried, but the conviction is there as you let him walk you backwards through the hall.

The kitchen is to your left, and you pull back for a moment.

”You want... a cup of coffee or something?” you ask breathlessly. Frankie’s eyes are hazy as he looks at you like he’s honestly considering the offer.

”No,” he finally says, ”no, I don’t want coffee.”

His voice is hoarse and lower than you thought possible, and it’s like it turns a switch inside you because your panties are now wet.

”Then... do you maybe wanna have sex?” you suggest, hand skimming over his scratchy cheek. Frankie swallows.

”Yes,” he rasps, and you immediately take his hand and lead him to the bedroom. By the door, however, he stops dead, prompting you to turn around.

There is something so naked about his face that you forget for a moment how horny you are.

”Frankie?”

”I need to – ” He has to clear his throat and start again. ”I need to tell you something.”

”Okay?” You try to sound encouraging but your warning bells are in position to start ringing. What now? Jesus Christ can’t I just have one hot, sweet, kind guy without any weird kinks or skeletons?

”Thing is, uh, that I’m demisexual.”

You look at him with what you hope isn’t too blank of a stare as you frantically try to think of an answer, but you have no idea what to say.

Oh fucking hell, what does that mean again? Is he one of those people who has to have different partners because I don’t think I can share him with anyone else but I would’ve seen him with someone else then, wouldn’t I? Demi, what the hell is demi, doesn’t it mean half, like demi-god, so it’s half something, but what’s that, do you just like one half of a person, Jesus fucking Christ, look at him, he’s waiting for you to say something, you have to say something, you can’t be quiet for this long, you have to say something!

You open your mouth when realisation hits Frankie and he comes to your rescue, looking slightly panicked.

”It means I don’t have sex with a person unless I can really connect with them! I’m sorry, I should’ve said that first!”

He squeezes your hand a little and you squeeze back, laughing with relief.

”Oh, right, sorry, I wasn’t too sure of the definition there.”

”That’s fine, I only just learned it myself quite recently and somehow figured that everybody knew the term, I should’ve been clearer,” he hurries to smooth over the small awkwardness that, however, is already disappearing with each chuckle.

”I consider myself an LGBT ally but I guess the rest of the letters get lost in the alphabet soup,” you confess, ”and I never met someone demisexual before, so I haven’t read up as I should.”

”That’s totally fine, you can’t know everything.”

You chew on your lower lip. ”So... I mean, not to just ignore your confession and be a dick but... you said you want to have sex? But you can’t have sex unless – ”

” – I don’t want to have sex unless I feel a connection to the person,” Frankie corrects you, with emphasis but not unkindly. You nod slightly, smiling apologetically. There is a new assurance in his voice now and it intrigues you. You know how confident Frankie can be, you’ve seen him take on a car engine and fix it without breaking a sweat. But he has always seemed a little socially awkward. But a different Frankie is emerging before your very eyes, and you like it.

”So...”

”So I feel that with you, and I want to sleep with you.” He shoots you one of his teasing grins. ”Now you’re just fishing.”

You feel heat rising in your cheeks. ”Maybe a little.”

Frankie takes one step so that he’s right in front of you, and raises his hand to your cheek.

”I really want to,” he tells you confidently. ”But you should know that because I can’t just have sex with anyone, I’ve never had sex at all. So I’m a little... inexperienced.”

”That makes sense, doesn’t it?” you say. ”If you’ve never been attracted enough to anyone. It’s okay, Frankie.”

”I want you to have a good time.”

”I’m sure I will.” You lean in to give him a small kiss. ”But if you’ve never had sex, I really want you to have a good time.”

You lead him to the bed and sit down, pulling him down next to you.

”You do know how to have sex, right?” you joke. Frankie grins back and gives you a light slap on your thigh.

”I’m forty-five and, you know, alive. Of course I know how to have sex.”

”Just checking!” you defend yourself, holding up your hands but feeling a little bad. It may have been a joke, but it was stupid.

”I’ll have you know that I do masturbate like every night.” The color rises in his neck when he says this, but he doesn’t break eye contact.

”So you get horny?”

”I get very horny. I just don’t want to do anything about it with someone else. Until now.”

Those warm brown eyes of his suddenly seem darker, and a shiver runs through you.

”You want me?” Your voice is a little shaky, and you swallow to make it more firm.

”I want you,” he acknowledges.

”How?”

”In every way possible.”

”Kiss me, Frankie.”

He pulls you to him, over him, as he lays down on the bed, his lips never leaving yours. You adjust yourself on top of him, your soft thigh sliding over the hardening bulge in his pants. Oh God, this is happening.

”What do... you want... from your first... time?” you ask, finding it difficult to speak when he doesn’t want to stop kissing you. Frankie hums low, and you manage to tear your lips from his.

”I want to make it perfect,” you specify. He smiles gratefully.

”It’s not my first time as such.”

”No?”

”I’ve fingered a woman once.”

You raise your brows. ”How was that?”

He fidgets with a strand of your hair, eyes cast down.

”She had a good enough time, I think, but it was... mechanical for me. So I guess it wasn’t good.”

”I’m sorry,” you tell him earnestly, running your fingers through his hair. He closes his eyes momentarily. Oh, so you like that, do you?

”So this will be your first time having penetrative sex?”

”Uh-huh.”

”What do you like, baby? What makes you feel good?”

He sighs softly, a warm caress of air against your cheek.

”I... want it to be good for you,” he reveals. ”That would feel good to me.”

You sit up, straddling his thighs so as not to put pressure on his pelvic area. You don’t need that distraction right now, neither does he.

”Frankie,” you begin slowly as you try to figure out a way to lovingly chide him without insulting him in the process. ”I want this to be about you. I want to find out where you want to be touched, what gets you off. You don’t have to think about me.”

He looks almost scandalized. ”I want it to feel good to you, too!”

”It will, trust me.” You lean down and kiss him, just a quick peck, before you run your lips down his cheek. ”We have all night.” You nibble at his earlobe. ”You just let me take care of you, okay?”

He grunts, and you don’t know for sure what it means, so you left your head and give him a pretend stern look.

”Okay?”

”Fine,” he sighs with a smile before wrapping his arms around you tightly, and pulling you down on top of him.

”That doesn’t sound very accepting,” you tease, but Frankie swallows your words with his next kiss, and you let your fingers tangle in his hair.

”I want...” he kisses the tip of your nose before covering your mouth again, ”... you on top. If that’s okay with you?”

”Absolutely.”

You pull gently at his locks, making him catch his breath and bite down on his lower lip, and then you sit up straight, and take off your shirt. You see Frankie swallow when he sees your bra, and you take his hand and pull him up to a seat so that you can remove his shirt. Running your hands over his exposed chest, you smile at him when he cups your tits in your bra.

”Like what you see?” you smirk. His cheeks seem to redden, and he tears his gaze from your boobs to look into your eyes.

”Yeah, they look... really sexy. Can I take your bra off?”

”Go right ahead.”

You expect him to struggle with the clasp behind your back, but he unhooks the strap with one simple, competent move that makes your pussy throb. You swallow hard and give yourself a litte relief, just a little, by rubbing yourself against him. Frankie exhales audibly when your weight is redistributed and puts pressure on his groin, and he leans back to watch you take your bra off. Slowly, you caress the shoulder straps down, let the cups peel off from your breasts, and the garment is off you, discarded to the side.

”Oh, baby,” Frankie breathes. His reverence is so total that it’s almost making you self conscious. ”That is... wow.”

”They’re just breasts,” you try to lighten up the situation, shaking them a little. Frankie’s eyes widen as he watches them bounce.

”They... sure are.” He clears his throat and looks at you. ”Can I...?”

”Knock yourself out.”

He surges at you, hands and mouth on your tits, licking, kissing, sucking, claiming. Your pussy grows more wet by the second, and you encourage him with moans and words, which seems to rev him into even higher gear.

”Frankie,” you gasp eventually, leaning back and gently pushing him away from your chest. ”We need to get naked, right now.”

”Affirmative.”

You get off him and lie down on your back as you undo your jeans and pull them down. Frankie is beside you, the buckle of his belt clinks, and you kick off your jeans and sit up to help him pull his off. His boxers are tenting, and with your hands on the waistband on his hips, you take a moment to make sure he’s okay.

”May I?”

”Please,” he tells you urgently, and you pull down his boxers. His cock springs free and you can’t hold back a Wow.

”What?” he asks, hesitation in his eyes. You look at the thick shaft striving up towards his belly from the thicket of pubic hair and two sizeable testicles.

”Oh,” you hurry to put his mind at ease. ”Nothing. It’s just that... you’re big.”

”I am?”

”Oh come on, Frankie, you know you are,” you grin at him as you pull his boxers off of him. He shrugs, but you can see that he’s aware of how blessed he is. His abashed demeanor turns you on even more. He could be a conceited shit, walking around with a dick like that, but he genuinely isn’t.

”Okay, yeah, I’ve been blessed in that department,” he admits. ”Is it okay? I mean, if it’s a lot to take, maybe we should focus on you first?”

Holy shit, where has he been all my life? Your pussy clenches around emptiness when he expresses his concern for your pleasure.

”Believe me,” you assure him, ”it won’t be a problem.”

You straddle him again, gently guiding his cock between the two of you, smiling when he twitches in your hand. Leaning down, you kiss his stomach, chest, the patches in his beard, before trailing your lips along his neck.

”You doing okay, baby?” you breathe against his ear before nibbling at the lobe. ”This feel good?”

”Uh-huh...”

”You want me to suck your cock, or do you want me to sit on it?”

”I... Dios mio... I’ll cum right away if you suck it,” he whines, hands running down your sides to your buttocks, grabbing them and pushing you down, trapping his cock between his belly and yours.

”That’s okay,” you let him know, ”but if you want to last a little longer...”

”I want to be inside you,” he rules, his voice tight but excited. ”Please, baby.”

You kiss him then, plunge your tongue into his mouth, let your fingers get lost in his hair. Frankie moves against you while pushing your pelvis down, and you have to smile at his eagerness.

”I hear you...”

”I have rubbers in my wallet.”

”I got some in the bedside drawer. But Frankie...”

You sit up and regard him with sincerety.

”We can be responsible if that’s what you want. But I’m on the pill, I got tested after my last partner, and you’ve never had penetrative sex. If you want to, we can do this without a condom.”

”We don’t have to do that – ” he starts to object, but then falls silent as he looks at you. You’ve known each other for years, and you trust him, and you know that he trusts you as well.

”It’s not how this is supposed to work,” he finally admits, ”but I’d really want to feel all of you.”

”This is all for you, Frankie,” you soothe him. ”We’ll use a condom if that’s what makes you comfortable. But I’m okay without one.”

He takes a moment before nodding.

”Without.”

”Okay.”

You let your lips brush against his in a soft kiss as you reach between the two of you and take a gentle hold of his cock. His breath stutters, his hands come to your waist, holding you like he’s afraid to lose you. Slowly, you nock him at your slick entrance, and start to slide down his length.

He whines your name against your lips, and you shush him breathlessly, focusing on the stretch, the sensation, the fullness. Your lower lip is caught between your teeth when you reach the wide base of his cock, and a low moan escapes you. Frankie misinterprets the sound.

”If it hurts – ”

”No, I’m good, I’m perfect, baby, it’s just a lot, but I can take it.”

He swallows audibly. ”I like it when you say that.”

You blink down at him. ”Say what?”

”That you can take me.”

”I can take you, Frankie,” you smile sweetly him, enjoying to see his Adam’s apple bob when he swallows again.

You breathe, hands firmly set on Frankie’s chest, and when you start to move tentatively, you take Frankie’s hands and put them on your breasts.

”Like this,” you guide him breathlessly. ”Cup them, and play with my nipples.”

He obeys, eyes round and a line of concentration on his forehead. You smile down at him as you slowly grind down on him.

”You’re doing great.”

”You make it easy.”

You lower down and kiss him, moaning into his mouth when the angle makes him hit that spot inside of you that makes your toes curl. Frankie grabs your tits, massages them, lifts his head when you break the kiss to instead kiss and suck your nipples. You encourage him with more moving, louder sounds, until Frankie throws his head back, panting desperately.

”Can’t hold on,” he whines, and you double down on your effort to ride him to bliss.

”Let go,” you gasp, ”it’s okay, baby, cum in me, just go ahead.”

Frankie’s muscles stiffen, he grabs your hips and keeps you still, then thrusts up and you feel your core grow hot and full. You continue to rock on him, enjoying his trembling, stopping only when he holds you still, his face resolute and relieved at the same time.

”Don’t stop moving,” he whimpers, despite holding you still, ”God, it’s too much, but don’t stop.”

You gently loosen his grip on your hips, and direct one hand to where the two of you are joined. He catches on immediately, and presses down on your clit. The sensation is overwhelming, and you arch your back as you speed up.

”Just like that,” you pant, ”right there, Frankie, oh, God, yes, there!”

He lets his hand follow the movement of your pelvis, thumb on your clit, and when your orgasm makes you dig your nails into his chest and throw your head back, he growls something to you, but you can’t hear what he says as your blood roars in your ears.

When you finally lay down on your belly next to him, Frankie rolls onto his side and kisses your shoulder, back, neck, and finally mouth.

”I should be doing that to you,” you murmur against his lips, feeling them curve up.

”But now I’m doing it to you.”

He pulls back, looking at you almost shyly.

”Was it good?” he asks, and you have to laugh.

”I’m supposed to be asking you that!”

”Beat you to it,” he quips, but you can tell that he wants an answer.

”It was really good, Frankie,” you assure him. ”Probably the best first time sex I’ve had with a guy.”

”You don’t have to exaggerate,” he flushes, looking down as he changes position to get more comfortable. His hand comes to rest on your lower back; a warm and safe weight on you.

”I’m not. It really was amazing, because it was you,” you smile. ”How was it for you?”

His smile is lopsided. ”Over a little too quickly.”

”Okay, first lesson in sleeping with women: cumming too fast is super hot.”

He looks skeptical.

”Is it?”

”Oh yeah,” you nod, now propping your chin on your hand. ”To know that a guy goes so crazy for you that he cums right away? Priceless.”

”That was the easiest part.”

”What’s the hardest part?” You can’t hold back a stupid grin. ”Apart from your dick.”

He scoffs, but not unkindly, then considers the question. His fingers move in little circles on your lower back, making the tiny hairs on your skin stand.

”I guess... just getting this far. It took so long for me to know what I felt for you, and what I wanted. And then to muster up the courage to ask you out, and to kiss you – ”

” – you’ll remember that I kissed you first,” you point out, and he chuckles.

”That you did. But I don’t know... you’re a good teacher. It didn’t feel difficult at all to be in bed with you.”

Now it’s your ears that feel heated.

”I’m glad,” you answer simply. Frankie’s hand moves down to your ass to cup first one cheek, then the other.

”Do you think you could go again? There’s something I’d like to try.”

Your stomach twists in anticipation, and again you wonder why you haven’t noticed Frankie before. God, the things you’ve missed out on!

”Yeah?”

”I’ve always wanted to go down on a woman.”

Your ass cheeks clench at his low tone, and he misunderstands.

”Unless you think it’s too advanced for me?”

”Oh no, not at all,” you hurry to reassure him. ”I’m sure you’ll be good at it.”

”Then can I...?”

”Of course.” You sound ridiculously polite, but you turn over onto your back, and Frankie moves closer. He kisses you, strokes a strand of hair from your face, and cups your cheek before his hand slowly makes its way down you body. When he reaches the apex of your thighs, he takes a break to look at you, follow your reactions to his careful ministrations. His cum is oozing out of you but he doesn’t seem to care, he only dips his fingers in it and circles your clit. Your eyes blink shut and you exhale in a low moan.

Frankie takes it as an invite to continue, so he trails his lips down your neck, pausing to kiss your breasts before continuing down your stomach. You spread your legs for him, let him reposition himself, and reach for his hand, placing it on your hip with your hand on top. He looks up at you, gaze sharp like he’s taking mental notes, and kisses your mound.

”Let me know what to do,” he asks you in a voice that surprises you because it doesn’t sound like he needs any direction at all.

”You’re doing great,” you reply, squeezing his hand gently. ”Just go on like that, follow your instincts.”

His instincts are a God-send because holy heavens, does he blow your mind. He starts off with soft licks, exploring your taste, dipping his tongue inside you, swirling around your clit, until you’re dripping and moaning. He then latches on and sucks so hard your lower back comes off the bed and you shout right out. You hold his hand tightly, reach for his other hand and he gives it to you, and you don’t let go until you’re writhing, moments away from your orgasm, and then Frankie releases your hands and wraps his arms around your thighs before grabbing your hands again. His head is locked between your thighs and his tongue makes you wail out your release. Your pelvis moves, aftershock after aftershock shaking your core, and Frankie gazes up at you.

”Was that good?”

Unable to help yourself, you start to laugh. Exhilaration floods you, and you keep nodding to let him know that it was good, it was amazing, because you can’t talk just yet.

When you calm down, you pull him up over you, taste his salty, earthy kisses, and all you can say is ”I need you, Frankie, I need you, take me now.”

He’s hard against your thigh, and he needs no more prompting to guide himself into your slickness. He’s confident, clearly proud of his oral skills, but when he’s balls deep in you, he takes a breath to whimper.

“God, you feel good, it’s so good, baby.”

“I know,” you whisper back, “It’s perfect, you fit me so well, Frankie.”

His lips lock with yours and you kiss until you can’t breathe, and he buries his face against your neck as he moves in you, slowly and steadily. This time he lasts longer, has time to alter the speed and the force of his thrusts. You take it with your arms around his neck, not letting go, only asking him to go faster, or slower, and he listens to your every cue until his thrusts become desperate, and you let him decide how he wants it, so he pumps into you with his lips on your neck, fucks you faster and faster until he groans, his heavy weight collapsing on you, his cock filling you with cum. You kiss his temple, comb your fingers through his hair and whisper sweet nothings into his ear until he heaves a deep sigh, pulls out, and rolls over onto his back. Covering his face with his hands, he draws a deep, wet breath, and you immediately turn onto your side.

”Frankie? You okay?”

You put your hand on his, gently guiding it away to reveal his face, and he looks at you with tears in his eyes, tears that he quickly tries to wipe as he clears his throat.

”I’m good. I just... fuck, this is embarrassing.”

You shake your head. ”No, it’s not. It’s okay.”

”Didn’t expect this.”

”It’s fine, Frankie,” you tell him again. ”I promise, it’s okay.”

He wipes at his eyes again and chuckles, but it sounds like a sob.

”Tell me what you need from me,” you ask, and for a second he looks confused.

”I... um, I’m fine, I just need to...”

His gaze flickers before he confesses: ”I think I need you to hold me.”

You lie down next to him immediately, wrap your arm and leg around him as you rest your head on his shoulder. He calms down almost right away, seemingly happy with the connect.

”I didn’t think I’d be the guy to cry after sex,” he admits after a few moments of silence. ”That was weird.”

”Well, I laughed, so.”

”You always do that?”

”Not always.”

He hums, and you skim your fingers over his chest, pausing over his heart to feel it beat.

“You wanna talk about it?” you offer, but he shakes his head.

“No, I’m good. It was just surprising.” But it’s fine, I promise.”

You kiss his cheek, and he tightens his hold on you. For a long while, you just lie there together in a comfortable silence, before you can’t hold back your next question:

”You really never ate pussy before?”

”No?” The word comes out timidly, and you stroke his chest to let him know he’s safe.

”You’re a fucking natural,” you let him know. “It’s unfair. I had to learn how to suck dick, and you just went down there and did everything right.”

He chuckles quietly, abashed at your praise.

”I don’t know... it just felt easy with you.”

”I’ll say.”

You feel his cum seep out between your swollen lips, and kiss Frankie’s shoulder.

”I have to go to the bathroom.”

”Don’t be long.”

”I won’t.” You kiss him again, then untangle yourself from him, get out of bed, and hurry to the bathroom to pee. When you return to the bedroom, you pause in the door.

“You want to spend the night?” you ask softly. Frankie nods immediately.

“I’d love to.”

“I’ll take out a toothbrush for you.”

Before you can return to the bathroom, however, Frankie holds out his hand for you.

“Come back to bed for now?”

Smiling, you pull away the covers, and get in with him. As you cuddle up, you can’t help but ask him something.

”How come you wanted to do this with me, and not someone else? Surely you’ve had many opportunities.”

He strokes your back slowly, and his answer lingers so long that you start to think he didn’t hear you.

”I’ve been deployed so many years of my life,” he eventually says, quietly. ”It’s hard to make a connection with someone when you’re never home.”

”Ah, that makes sense.”

”And, you know, I mostly socialize in bars. And women in bars only want one thing.” You hear the cheeky grin in his voice, and you chuckle.

”Damn straight we do.”

”So I never really managed to get to know anyone for long enough to become interested. Until you.”

”Yeah, but I’ve known you guys for years,” you point out.

”Exactly. I don’t even know when I started to feel that you were something more than a friend. I just knew that one day, I looked at you across the table... and I just wanted to kiss you.”

You don’t really know what to say to that, so you just hum.

”What about you?” he asks. ”When did you know that you wanted more?”

”That dinner. When you said it was a date.” You remember how oblivious you had been to your own attraction to him. ”I realized that of course it was a date, and I wanted to go on a date with you. And another date, and another. And I just wanted to spend time alone with you.”

”I want that too.”

He kisses your head, and you sigh happily.

”Was sex what you thought it would be?” you ask, your voice a little drowsy now.

”It was better. But only because it was you.”

”You can’t really know that, but thank you.”

”I know what I know.” He takes a break, like he just thought of something. ”And I know that I want you again.”

You thought you were tired, but you’re not tired at all when Frankie Morales says that he wants you.

[bikananjarrus]

can i just say it felt so fucking GOOD to have good, well-executed, fast-paced (!!) lightsaber fight choreography. the fights were exciting! each character had their own distinct style that matched their abilities and size! they were fast!!!!!! hands down the best saber fights we’ve seen in live-action sw in a long time.

[cheriemariii]

Part 1/5 of that damned jrsih yuri au look book I've been working on for three weeks straight now 🤞 (under the cut :3)

usagi

-what if scrooge mcduck were an insufferable lesbian mostly

-I remember back when i was drafting her i saw someone on twt refer to a character (idk who xd) as “femme prince” and it just stuck with me yknow???????

-so yeah anyways she loves suits. u could be doing your groceries and randomly find this renowned writer wearing the most annoyingly extra suit u have ever seen in ur life.

-and the very few times she is not wearing one (mostly when she is supposed to be chilling at home) she still dresses up like a rich man. as a fun fact, the outfit pictured above is inspired by smth usagi actually wears in the manga jdhsjdhshh

-if she ever wears a dress its only for an extremely formal event that isaka forced her to go to. And ofc it IS something too fancy

-pretty much her entire wardrobe is way too expensive….. and also its huge

-also she likes wearing heels bc she likes being taller than she already is (very much so…..) and she is surprisingly good at walking with them for someone who hates going outside

-her hair always looks the same bc she may not be lazy enough to put on full makeup and dress like she came out straight from a snobby men fashion show somewhere expensive every single day….. but she is too lazy to do her hair.

-killer bod somehow? and will make sure to use it against misakis ~composed japanese woman~ facade at any given opportunity :)

nowaki

-butchbutchbutcbhbutchbutchbutch

-keeping her close to canon :)

-very much into dark plain colors, mostly bc she likes keeping things simple when it comes to clothing. this accidentally makes her look a little bit more intimidating than she actually is tho ;p

-wears sweaters most of the time bc they are comfy and other stuff is a lil harder to find in her size xd

-on a related note, shes not much into shopping bc most stuff she tries fits weird one way or another, so her wardrobe is rather limited (ALTHOUGH hiro is working on expanding it a lil bit 🤞she often gifts her clothing on special occasions, and seems to be the only person who can actually pick stuff that fits her right :3)

-she is hugeeee as already implied xdxd very broad shouldered and fit and muscular (not exaggerated but its definitely there) and strong and and and……… i would even go as far as to keep the canon height (1.86 m if im not mistaken????). Naturally the difference between her and the average japanese woman (hell, even between her and other characters considered “tall” in this au) is waaaay more noticeable, so it draws even more attention

(-from here on i will be using nowaki as a reference to talk about a characters height…..)

-very neat when it comes to her work clothes, but likes to decorate her lab coat with pins and such bc her patients seem to like it :)

-also i dont remember if its ever stablished what happened to the flower shop job but id like to believe she gets to keep it, at least as a weekends thing or smth,, (nowaki seemed to enjoy it idk idk :”3)

-miyagi

-milf. Not in the “older woman with ginormous sex appeal” way, but because she literally looks like someones mom

-(actually, its not rare for people to take her for shinobus mother when they go out together, even if they dont look alike in the slightest jsjsjs this is a bit more comprehensible bc in this au they do have the ages to be mother and daughter (21 and 42), but booooy does shinobu get defensive about it…..)

-quite feminine, but still tries to remain comfortable most of the time (so mostly pants, loose blouses, etc etc)

-has a thing for patterns, specially florals, and specially very colorful or elaborated ones :)

-wears heels often (she likes them ✊)….. and wonders why her back hurts….

-shinobu likes to gift her jewelry :D her earrings remain the same tho bc it hurts to put them back on (i swear it does!!!!!)

-kinda skinny and just slightly taller than the average woman

-very short hair for easy maintenance mostly

-killer skincare routine, but mostly bc shinobu is a little annoying about her aging properly and shares with her a lot of her own stuff xd

asahina

-kind of old fashioned???? I mean most of the references i used seemed to be from like the 70s so ig….

-very feminine, but in a rich (isakas courtesy) church lady kind of way. So very long skirts, high-collared shirts or straight up turtlenecks, thighs….

-to this day isaka remains the only person to have ever seen her bare ankles in the past 20 (or so?) years

-very tall. To the point of not looking like a gremlin next to nowaki at least

-she is also very skinny tho, so in a way she does end up looking quite small in comparison xd

-the scar on her face is bc of the car accident (coughmurdersuicideattemptcough) as a child :) it is mostly hypertrophic scars from the glass and debris falling on her and some burnt skin too, and she cant feel or move that side of her face as much as normal (hence the ever lasting lack of expression…..). It doesn’t look as obvious as i made it seem tho, that was mostly to bring out the fact that its there xd I would love to make a more detailed post about it if only i could draw…….

-the exact same hair and extremely similar silhouette in every look is not a lack of creativity, but a show of how she always strives for consistency and balance and neatness (…..it may be a lack of creativity…..)

ijuuin

-“i have all the ideas very clear in my head” <- me when i lie

-ngl ijuuin was a bit tricky djdhsjhdjsgshs like i could imagine her in my head but not have a very clear concept until a while ago……

-ANYWAYS i recall ijuuin dressing quite classy every once in a while in the manga, so that was what i was going for here kinda?

-cant help but feel she looks a little old fashioned too but in my mind this is what cool asf looks like so idc

-ik she LOVES patterns. Everything colorful and elaborate… She also likes to experiment with them, clashing them together and such

-she goes out on her pajamas a lot more than she should. But puts on her pretentious trenchcoat (inspired by canon!!) to cover it so its okay 👍

-has very beautiful hair and will make sure everyone notices it(hence why she never puts it up even if she somehow styles it…)

-quite tall. not to the point of not looking ridiculous next to nowaki, but its a highlight

-also has the body of a greek goddess statue and yuu is very much obviously obsessed with it :)

[koko2unite]

[sherlock-is-ace]

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[knifegremliin]

my beautiful, handsome rook who i put my phone in a restart cycle to obtain the screenshots of <3 and i'd do it again. anything for mx. magpie de riva.

@lucaanis since you were interested in my rook :3

[monachopism]

am i autistic or am i just paranoid. level: impossible

[huginsmemory]

Where's that one Ford art post thats like I'm in the best years of my life clutching a hot pink thermos thingy with hot gurl juice when he's clearly not. cause damn . Yeah

[sherlock-is-ace]

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