#but future me can edit that so it's f i n e

[comfortlesshurt]

brutally reminded that somewhere out there is a physical copy of an absolutely terrible detective conan genderbend au i wrote when i was like 12

i am not thriving today so here's a tag rant

[chao-thicc-hcs]

Hello good sir, I was wondering if you would take the time out of your day and consider making a headcannon of the TR characters "mikey, izana , sanzu, south" reaction to "there s/o being attacked and beaten for being in a relationship with them"

I would very much appreciate if you made this HC but I do understand if you did not, thanks for indulging me🙏

a/n: it's miss ^^ Sorry for the long wait, I was burn out and tired from work.

↧ next time, for anyone wondering, please specify what timeline you want the characters to be from, especially mikey and sanzu, cuz yk

Their s/o being beaten up because they're in a relationship with them

featuring: bonten!sanzu and mikey; toman!mikey; south terano, izana kurokawa

warning(s): mentions of blood, beating up, reader being hurt, mentions of guns and drugs

n o t p r o o f r e a d !, will be edited in the future.

toman!Mikey↷

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you had a date with Mikey a little bit before a gang meet up, but you were late, something that was VERY unusual of you

he was worried and roamed around the place like a fly without its head

until you came crying to him, bruised and cut all over your body

he froze on the spot and immediately wrapped his hands around you

he was shaking, asking you what happened and all that

you had to calm down and catch your breath before being able to form a coherent sentence about what happened

you were walking to where your little date was going to take place, and a group of gang members cornered you in an alley and started punching you

thankfully, there was a cop nearby who heard your screams and scared away the assaulters

he will be furious, lifting you up and carrying you to the place where you were attacked

asks you to tell him the dudes that attacked you

if you remember correctly and show him who they were, he will start beating them up immediately. He won't care where you are

A cafe? A park? School?? He don't give a damn, he's launching on them like a rottweiler on a piece of meat

after you've successfuly ran away from the cops (if it was a public space) Mikey will take you to his room and start hugging you

He doesn't let go at all. He has his arms wrapped around you while you're laying on him, and groans if you try to move the slightest

very cautious onward. always making sure you're with him or with someone from Toman to protect you just in case

he knew that eventually, he had to face such occasion, but he's not going to let you go - he will make sure to do everything he can to protect you and instill fear in his enemies, so they don't ever touch you

finds the leader of the gang and beats them up heavily, making all the members watch, then he beats them up too

deffo asks you to sleep over for a couple of days so you can calm down and have fresh memories of him hugging you and just loving you

glares at everyone

i'd like to think nobody from Toman knows you're dating, because he is afraid that someone might be a traitor and try to do something to you

and he keeps you even more in secret, making sure you don't even look at any familiar gang faces of Mikey's, but he doesn't dare being sneaky behind your back. you have his heart, after all <3

The boy was hugging you under the dim lights of his room. It was already 8pm, and you were too tired to even bother going to your own home. The past events left both of you shaken, especially Mikey, who held you tight in his arms, as if you were about to slip away from his embrace.

He knew there will be more occasions like these, and that he had to protect you. Looking at your relaxed expression, his gaze softened, and his calloused hand gently stroked your cheek, then brushed your hair with his fingers.

-I promise to protect you with everything I've got, even if that means I have to sacrifice myself.-he muttered to himself, placing a peck on your forehead.

bonten!Mikey↷

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sitting on his chair in the gloomy office, lit only by a fucking hanging light that barely even illuminated anything, he was contemplating his life choices

his peaceful thought process was ceased by sanzu, who was carrying you in his arms bridal style, barging inside the office

"boss, someone attacked y/n. i managed to save them before it's too late."

mikey abruptly got out of the chair and rushed to you, pushing sanzu away and holding you close to him

asks you over and over again how you're feeling, his voice shaky and his eyes wide

he'd immediately place you on his lap on the chair and order the members to try and find them

you'd spend the rest of the evening snuggled on his lap, and he won't let you go

always, a l w a y s sends someone by your side when you go outside

he wants these bastards' blood to seep into the carpets, floors and even curtains of his office

he'd fucking torture them in his own office, savouring every single moment and even recording their screams to play on an mp3 or sth

most of the time, he'd coax you into spending the entire day with him and not go outside, especially when there aren't any Bonten members available to accompany you

he'd definitely try and teach you self defense, though

he'd also contemplate breaking up with you for the sake of your own health, because he KNOWS this will happen again in the future, and you might even end up dead

in the end he can't let go of you and decides to fight until the end

might take a whole week off just to stay in his apartment with you, eating the meals you prepare him and talking with you on the balcony

Chilly breeze sent shivers down your body. The night was young, the bustling streets of the city and the neon lights of the nearby clubs illuminated your faces with different colors. Mikey's gaze was fixated on you, or more precisely - your face. There were still quite a decent amount of scars and bruises on it, making his heart shatter.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when Mikey placed his hand on your lower back, the other one gently massaging your arm, pulling you in for a kiss. Without overthinking it, you returned the kiss, your arms gently placed on his shoulders.

-Nothing is ever going to separate us, my love. No matter how many of them attack, I will always be your shield.

Izana↷

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boy oh boy

izana is usually always with you, no matter where you go. he'd either glue himself to you or not see you all day

anyways on one particular evening while going to the convenience store, you were cornered and ganged on by a group of hoodlums who seemed to have not so good intentions with you

thankfully, you always told izana where you went, since danger lurks everywhere, especially because you're stuck with him

since you were not replying to his messages for too long, he wasted no second and rushed to the said store

you were hugging yourself as various other people were around you, trying to calm you down. he pushed them all away and started interrogating you (affectionately)

izana is posessive, and he will always keep you under his surveillance and won't let you go anywhere without him

if you manage to give him clear explanation who the dudes were, he'd visit their homes and beat them up with their parents one by one

takes you everywhere with him, including meetings with Tenjiku, fights, or simple hang outs

treats you like a royalty though - buys you new clothes, buys you food and etc.

a very good listener. can listen to you ramble about random stuff all day and does so, if it means it will make you feel better

treats your wounds himself, he has some decent knowledge in this aspect, at least

often takes you on rooftop dates

he basically forces you to live with him, but it's okay because he's spoiling you and you never lift a finger <3

writes songs about you and plays them on his guitar (he can't sing that well but he tries and you like it).

buys new fish for his tank and names them after both of you

Watching the fish in the tank, you were deep in thought as the two fishes Izana got for both of you move alongside each other, as if they're fallen deeply into the hazy clouds of love.

A sudden melody shot you awake from the daydream, whipping your head to see your boyfriend sitting on the couch playing his guitar, gesturing you to sit next to him. You do so and embark yourself into the melody he's performing, swaying your body left and right.

-I will never let this happen to you, again.-his voice echoed through the room as he strummed his final note.

bonten!Sanzu↷

being the fucking ass he is, he got "high" once again and accidentally got lost

actually, you lost him

you began searching every nook and alleyway, until a group of people recognized you and began ganging up on you

luckily, sanzu was near and heard your screams, and even in his drugged state, he launched himself at them and first beat them up, then blowed their brains out in front of you

you were covered in blood, and the fucker just whistled and began carrying you bridal style to your shared home

behind the walls of your own room he breaks down and starts searching your body for any bruises, cuts or wounds. Frantically asks you questions and holds you close to him

will not let you leave your shared home until he feels like it is safe

he's paranoid as hell and oftentimes expects someone to barge inside your home and hurt you again, so he's gonna patrol the home like a guard dog

always makes excuses to go with you in places. "Uh, I ah- I need a new shampoo!" "Oh, I just wanted to choose the tomatoes today!" and shit he usually would never do

Watches you in your sleep, deffo

when he prepares for work, he always leaves a small note with "take care" written on it

asks mikey to let him clock out sooner until his paranoia fades away

takes you on night rides, but the fucker has a terrible driving tactic and always makes stupid mistakes (not serious but enough to make your stomach drop)

Parking his car in a random empty parking lot, Sanzu caressed your thigh gently, fiddling with the hem of your shorts, drawing circles on your thighs, or even slightly tickling you.

Sanzu looked into your eyes like you were a renaissance painting, completely mesmerized by how perfectly the car lights illuminated your features and how immaculately your hair fell in front of your face, so much so he wasn't capable of resisting the urge to kiss and touch you on the spot.

-I will never let anyone tarnish my angel again.-Sanzu's voice was low and sensual, as his hands traversed your neck and collarbone.

South↷

you had a fight with him and stormed off your shared apartment, tears urging to escape your eyes

you knew it was risky, but fights with south are always ugly and tormenting, so you decided i'd be best for you to calm yourself down before facing him again

you visited your favourite spot where you frist met him, but unbeknowst to you - there was a surprise waiting there

south couldn't sit straight, especially after letting you go out alone in this late hour

he knew you always visited this particular place when you were upset, and thank god he arrived there on time

the last thing you remembered is him throwing the dudes into a tree and swinging them around like they were some potato sacks

you woke up in your shared apartment yet again, with south's back facing you

the hospital was far away, and he tried to take care of you alone

thankfully you weren't hurt too bad

from that day on, south kept his mouth shut more often, not daring to say anything that might upset you even the slightest and cause you to storm off the apartment alone yet again

he seemed more affectionate than usual, always carrying you around the house like royalty and insisting on doing all the chores instead

makes you bubble baths and does your hair care/body care routine for you

sings for you (it's canon he's the no 1 best singer), especially your favorite songs while he dances with you around the apartment

submerges you in gifts as an apology for causing you to get beaten up

he's feels extremely guilty, but he's not good with words, so you're stuck with him gift-giving you

Laying under the huge pile of toys South had bought for you to cuddle when he isn't around, inhaling the scent of one of his T-shirts that you were wearing - the anticipation of your lover to come back home and hold you was growing stronger and stronger.

The sun rays illuminating the room and hitting your body overwhelmed you, and you felt yourself slowly drifting into slumber, cuddling a pink bear that held a heart with South's name sewn onto it.

-Where darkness first beckoned me.-South's voice was deep and gentle, singing the lyrics of one of your favorite songs while gently brushing your hair.

the song he sang is ''into the void'' by twin tribes, chosen because it is one of my favorites

©chao-thicc-hcs; reblogs are deeply appreciated.

[littlemissmanga]

One Last Order, Part 2

A/N: I finally finished! I started this in March and brought it kicking and screaming over the finish line. And I decided to make it my entry for the "Rex" square on my Clone x Reader Bingo Card, so bonus. @clonexreaderbingo

Pairing: CT-7567/Rebels!Rex x Fem!Reader (no physical descriptions beyond age markers - gray hair/wrinkles/etc.)

Rating: E, 18+, Minors DNI

W/C: 6,402 (this got away from me I'm so sorry. I did edit, this is with about 1,000 words cut)

Warnings: Explicit intimacy, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, descriptions of depression (past if you squint) Please Read Responsibly.

Summary: The years piled on and dragged you down after your love left you. Eventually, you found renewed purpose in helping the Rebellion. When you finally have to hide away or risk being caught by the Empire, you're forced to confront your past. The question remains what will become of your future.

One Last Order, Part 1

This is right.

You kept repeating that to yourself. Over and over in your mind until you thought you could believe it.

This wasn’t the first time your arms dealing had gotten on the imperial radar. “Subversive trading” was you had called it when you first established contact with a local cell.

But it was the first time that Erie, your main point of contact, pulled you out and didn’t relocate you.

That’s what felt so wrong — the fact that you were here, in the base that acted as headquarters for the Rebel Alliance,and not still out there. You could still be out there. Stealing from the Empire right under its nose, redistributing resources and passing along the best findings to various rebel efforts. Even helping the occasional force sensitive pass unseen along your stop on the Path.

“Scowl any harder and you’ll scare everyone away.”

Erie had a brow raised, her teasing tone managing to still keep its edge as she turned to give you her full attention now that you were safely inside. Your sigh did little to relieve your worries, but you used the exhale to release some of the tension in your stance.

“I just don’t-”

“No, you don’t. That’s the point,” she was firm without being harsh as she cut off your well-worn argument. “No one in the field ever has the full picture for everyone’s safety. You’re just going to have to trust me when I say this was our only option. Otherwise, you’d be staring at the inside of an imperial cell sooner rather than later. And you’ve grown on me too much to be left out there on your own.”

A not so small seed of affection squeezed at your scarred heart and you let the corner of your mouth tilt in the smallest smile.

“Fine. Just … Just put me to work soon, okay? I want to be useful.”

“Oh, honey!” Erie barked, her sharp laugh tinged with just enough steel to make you almost regret your request. “Don’t you worry. We’ll run you ragged soon enough. For now, though, there’s not much that needs doing that isn’t already getting done. You’re allowed to take a night to adjust.”

She passed you a slip of flimsy with a rough map of the base on it. Several of the rooms were circled with descriptions.

“If I knew you were short on datapads, I’d have lifted a few before leaving. Kriff, the Rebellion must be struggling more than I realized.” You teased, bringing the page closer to your face to make out the poor writing.

“Har har. You’re a riot. That’s for safety too, smartass. Datapads can be sliced.”

Erie took your wrist in her hand to bring the page between you and pointed to a circled room on the left. Your bunk. Private for now, but she warned that would likely change soon. Your eyes tracked the path on the page as you gave a nod. “Got it. I’m going to start unpacking. Wanna help?”

“I would, but I’m needed at a mission debrief in a few.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll see you later, then.”

“Definitely. I’ll grab you before dinner and introduce you to everyone.” She answered with a brilliant smile. “Ya know, there are a couple of real cuties here you should get to know.”

Your laugh came out easy enough — as easy as it should in a lighthearted conversation with a friend. But it was a little thing, all breath and tinged with bitterness. “Oh no, I’m far too old for that nonsense.”

“You’re not. And they’re going to come sniffing even without my interference.” Erie’s eyes swept down your figure pointedly.

You know she means well, but you can’t help that the thought of anyone looking at you that way again — the way he had — makes your breath catch in your throat. It threatened to choke you.

“I’m right and I’m not arguing this.” You force a lightness into your tone you don’t feel and grab for your bags before she can respond. “Have fun at your debrief!” You call over your shoulder, heading down the hall to your quarters.

Squeezing the strap in your hand, you took a deep breath, allowing the feel of the leather against your palm and the air expanding your lungs to ground you. It stopped you from spiraling, but it didn’t stop the heat from spreading across your cheeks.

It was embarrassing, after all. You could admit that objectively. It’s been years since he left. You understood his decision then, and you understood it now. You never actually agreed with him. But you remember his eyes when he gave you that last order, begging you to listen. And you couldn’t bear to tell him no.

And so he left. Left to go do whatever it was he felt he needed.

And left you alone.

Back then, you wanted to hate him, to burn away the phantom touch of his hands on your skin, to gnash your teeth at the whisper of his name and to curse the day he came into your life.

But even as the grief permeated your every cell, moving from your mind to morph into a physical shroud that mutated your body in its image, you couldn’t find the strength to hate him.

It wouldn’t have helped anyway. It would have only calcified your pain into a tool to hurt others.

So you let the years slip by, shrinking your world into something that you could manage — your apartment, the odd jobs you took to keep yourself fed — all the while shrinking your heart and closing it off. The numbness prickled at your consciousness, but you found it more bearable than the pain of loneliness.

Of wanting him and no one and nothing else.

That is, until you got a job stocking shelves at a mechanic’s shop. A boy came in one day looking for a new filter for his air circulation system. While your boss grumbled about the difficulty of procuring pre-imperial parts, you caught sight of the insignia on the inside of the boy’s jacket as he moved to grab a handful of credits.

For the first time in longer than you’d care to say, determination had flooded your veins. You couldn’t change the past. You couldn’t walk by his side.But you could help this boy, this new movement in their fight for their better tomorrow.

And maybe, even distantly, it would help him, too.

You still didn’t let too many people get close. It’s easier this way, you had rationalized. Easier to lie. To steal. To disappear in the dead of night and start your operations over on a new planet whenever Erie tipped you off to an upcoming raid.

Now, though, as part of the Rebellion proper, you’d likely find safe distance harder to maintain.

It hadn’t been too hard to relearn the rhythm of banter between friends when you opened up to Erie. Hopefully, that will be true for the others you meet. And it won’t be too hard to scoff off attempts by any young guns set on impressing you … if Erie was to be believed about their intentions, anyway. You had serious doubts considering you were at least a decade older than most of the contacts you’ve met.

What would be hard is if you saw any of them. You knew a few had joined the ranks, offering their expertise and lifetime of training to the cause. Of course some would. It’s in their DNA. It’s all they’ve known.

It isn’t fair to them, but you weren’t sure you could handle seeing their face. His face.

You still loved him. No matter how small you made your world, made yourself, you couldn’t change just how thoroughly he claimed your heart. Even now, with Erie’s comment rattling in your brain, you could feel your stomach gurgling, pushing you to pause as you come to the next turn.

Another deep breath. In. Out.

Pulling your shoulders back, you start again … only to run into what feels like a wall when you face makes contact with hard duraplast.

Oh, kriff.

“Dank ferrik! Watch where yer going!”

The growl was unfamiliar, the tone harsher than anything he ever directed at you. But your body reacted to that voice before you could gather a rational thought. Heat surged through your blood even as cold fear sent your stomach into a freefall.

“S-sorry.” Your eyes focused on his jaw, unwilling to look higher until you caught a glimpse of a small scar on his neck.

He didn’t have that.

Tilting your head back, you finally met the man’s gaze. Luck was on your side as your eyes traced over the raised scar bisecting one eye, the cybernetic beneath analyzing you.

He didn’t have that, either.

Wolffe. You had met, briefly, when you joined the boys at 79’s a lifetime ago. But it was just the once, and if luck continued smiling on you, he wouldn’t remember a thing.

“I’m, uh, new. I was just focusing on finding my way and wasn’t paying attention to much else. Sorry about that,” you said, forcing a small smile to ease the tension. From what you remember hearing among the guys, there wasn’t much that could ease the overwhelming aura of Commander Wolffe. But hey, it couldn’t hurt to try.

“Better learn to multitask, then.”

You tried to ignore the way his eyes narrowed at you. “Sure thing. Sorry again. See you around.” The words tripped off your tongue with less grace than your feet as you clumsily slipped past the clone commander to continue down the hall.

You could feel his intense glare burning your back all the way to your room.

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Callused fingers slid back and forth across his forehead in a vain attempt to alleviate his headache. The mission had been a success, technically. It still took all his self control not to drill the crew of the Ghost for their sloppiness.

They were a solid bunch, but by the Maker they made things needlessly difficult. The debrief took far longer than necessary just cataloging all the supplies that didn’t make it home. It almost — almost — made him nostalgic for his more regimented days in the GAR.

He did miss assigning latrine duty to mouthy troopers. Too bad he enjoyed the freedom of the rebellion a little more.

Leaving the briefing room, Rex strode down the hall toward the mess, heavy footsteps rebounding down the durasteel as he checked his comm. Curiously, it had gone off during his meeting. Everyone who had his frequency was either in the room with him or had just returned and was settling in for their respective post-mission routines.

His curiosity only grew upon seeing the culprit was Wolffe. His brother never interrupted a meeting, the GAR indoctrination still proving pervasive in his mind. Slightly worried and even more curious, Rex hit the redial button.

“Finally,” Wolffe grumbled through the comm as his likeness was projected above Rex’s wrist.

“Remind me never to rely on you for patience, vod,” he teased, unable to resist riling up his brother even more. “What’s up?”

“New meat on base. I bumped into her earlier.”

“Knock it off,” Rex snapped. His small frustration from earlier immediately flared into pissed off. Wolffe knew better. “My answer is still no.”

“I have a feeling that’s gonna change this time.”

Rex’s nostrils flared and he could feel his anger spreading, tensing his muscles as if he were in the heat of battle. “Never.”

And he meant it. It didn’t help and never would.

He couldn’t regret the path he took. He had been the difference between life and death for so many brothers … and so many others since then. But with every breath he regretted what he had done to you. That last look you had given him still cut deep. Too deep to ever heal.

“When are you gonna learn that your ori’vod is always right?” The grin that curled over Wolffe’s face gave new meaning to the term wolfish.

Rex was about to tell him to shove it, but Wolffe beat him to it, silencing him with just two words.

“It’s her.”

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Releasing one last breath, you sunk into the mattress beneath you, finally feeling the tension leech from your limbs.

Seeing Wolffe had shaken you, and you allowed yourself a few minutes to fall apart in the privacy of your room. You let the sting of what was lost crest over you. It passed through at a steady pace, neither rushing nor lingering, giving you time to refocus and recenter. Each inhale pushing it to the edges of your body, each exhale banishing it to the fringes of your mind. For now.

Roughly passing your palms over your eyes to dry them, you shifted your focus to your bags. The task at hand should distract you. Moving through the motions always helped you put the past back where it belonged. Besides, Erie would be done with her debrief soon and the Force alone knew how long she planned on dragging you around the base tonight.

A small smile unfurled on your lips a while later as a light knock reverberated through the door. You tossed the rest of your yet-to-be-folded clothes into the chest that lay at the food of the bed and began speaking as you walked over to the control panel, projecting so Erie could hear you on the other side.

“And here I was thinking you forgot about—”

But when the door slid open, your friend wasn’t on the other side. Where her eyes should have been stood a wall of muscle, evident even behind the chest plate. It was dingy, scuffed armor that had seen better days after too much fighting, flecks of blue paint hanging on for dear life as if determined not to fade into obscurity.

“Me.” The last word came out a whisper without your consent, your bold tease fizzling into insecurity.

If you had been hesitant to meet Wolffe’s eyes, you were obstinate in your determination to keep your gaze straight on that armor. You had never been strong, never claimed to be. But this was a new type of weakness, foreign as it flooded your bones. Your jaw trembled as all your effort was focused on holding back the surge you could feel coming.

“Oh, mesh’la.”

His sigh nearly undid you, and you could feel yourself blinking rapidly, your body fighting just to hold steady. You could. You just needed a moment.

But it seemed he had other plans. It was gentle; of course it was. He was always so kriffing gentle with you. Even when you had taunted him, teased him into being rough, it never lasted. He had spoken to you gently, guided you gently, held you gently, loved you gently.

He had broken you gently.

And now, as those damned fingers pressed under your chin to force your gaze upward, they were so heart-achingly gentle, opening the old wounds anew. He was a man built for battle. And yet you found his most brutal side in his gentleness.

Unable to resist — you never were good at denying him — you finally met his gaze.

“I could never forget you.”

Your heart squeezed painfully hearing the words you’d longed for as his rich brown eyes swept over you, taking you in. It stuttered at the thought of what he must be seeing. Mussed hair with so many more grays than before. Crow’s feet that spread from the corners of your eyes to your temples with various other lines crossing your face, interrupted only by the freckles and sunspots you’ve collected over the years.

You weren’t usually vain. But you wore the years plainly on your face … and on your body. At least if I’d been able to put on a clean shirt, you lamented.

The self-deprecation was like a jolt to your brain, bringing you back to yourself, to the present. Rex was here, in your doorway, fighting for the rebellion. It makes sense. That’s what he set off to do all those years ago. But you never let yourself wonder what he was actually doing for fear your wonderings would lead to knowledge you couldn’t survive: Him not being with you was painful; him not being was unimaginable.

But before you stood confirmation that he was alive and well.

And not once did he try to contact you.

Clearing your throat quietly, you plastered a smile on your face, the one you reserved for difficult customers and nosey neighbors, and prayed it didn’t look at stiff as it felt.

“Well, you’re not Erie.” Your tone was light and sounded artificial even to you.

Rex’s responding laugh was just as fake. “No, I’m definitely not.”

His hand dropped back to his side, but his eyes remained locked on yours, searching. For what, you couldn’t guess, and even if you could, you weren’t sure if it still existed. But you are sure that whatever is going to happen next won’t happen in the public hallway.

“Do you want to come in?” You asked, pulling back, pulling away, pivoting to let him pass to enter your room.

“Thank you.” He paused once he took a few steps in. No longer restricted to the GAR meal plan, he had filled out. His broad shoulders almost grazed the sides of the doorway as he passed through, and while his muscles were still evident, they were covered pleasantly by a layer of healthy fat that made him seem even larger than how he loomed in your memory.

As you glanced down, you caught sight of his hands, curling into fists only to unfurl and curl again. The thought that he could be just as unsettled in that moment as you felt was jarring … but welcome.

You moved to sit on your bed, gesturing to the other end for him lacking another option.

“Looks like you’re already settled in,” he noted, shifting to bend one leg to turn to face you. He wore his years, too. But they looked much better on him. His blonde hair was gone, shaved down to the skin. The full white beard was new, too, and rather impressive.

It helped that he looked different. Helped you feel like you could get through this without embarrassing yourself. And you wanted to. You wanted at least to be able to talk to him as a friend again. He may not want you the way he used to, but you could be cordial to a fellow rebel.

“Yeah, didn’t have much to unpack. I guess that’s the bright side of a last-minute extraction.” The tint of humor colored your voice a little more naturally. Confidence trickled slowly, but it was there. You clung to it like a lifeline.

“Extraction? What the kark were you up to that needed an extraction?”

Your eyes cut to his, challenging his sharp tone with your own. “What I could. What, did you think I’d be a good little citizen of the Empire?”

The hit landed better than any punch you could throw. He recoiled, if only slightly.

Guilt curdled your stomach. You didn’t want it to go this way, for the accusation to fill your voice even though you left it out of your words. But you couldn’t help that small, dark, nasty piece of who you used to be that wanted him to feel a fraction of what he put you through.

“I’m sorry. That wasn’t fair. I didn’t … I didn’t want to be angry if we ever met again,” you confessed, catching the corner of your lip between your teeth. “And besides, I likely would have ended up here anyway.”

You moved to pick at your already threadbare sheet as the silence coagulated around you, thick and heavy.

“No, it was fair. More than.”

You found yourself mirroring his deep breath as he continued.

“You never were one to rest on your laurels. I just … I always liked imagining you on your home planet or somewhere in the Outer Rim, curating your library or working on your crafts. Something peaceful, on a peaceful planet far away from the mess of the Empire.”

The hint of a smile touched the corners of his mouth as the weight of his admission settled around you. You didn’t want it to comfort you.

And yet …

When Rex left, he said it was his duty to find and save his brothers. To do that, he needed to leave you behind. You always understood that to mean you couldn’t keep up. You would be a liability to his mission, one he couldn’t risk.

And yet …

“You thought about me?”

Rex’s eyes hardened, singularly focused on you as he reached out to grab your hand. Even now, as a fire you refused to name burned clearly in his eyes, he was still achingly gentle in his touch.

“I thought about you every day.” He spoke almost insultingly slowly, every word bursting with intention. “You were the thought that kept me going.”

“Then why-” You swallowed down the crack in your voice, hating how it revealed just how tenuous your control was. Rex moved closer to you, bringing his hand up to your cheek, but you leaned away and pushed it down. Gently.

“Why didn’t you come back? You never even commed.”

“I had to keep you safe-”

The speed with which he was ready to spit out the answer, like he had rehearsed it, fanned the flames licking up your spine, forging it to steel.

“That’s osik and you know it. No one is safe from the Empire, and-”

“And I realized that. Took longer than it should have to get through my thick skull, but it did. Wolffe and Gregor helped get that lesson in. So I went back to Coruscant. And you were gone.”

The shock from his admission kept you frozen so that when Rex reached for you again, you let his palm curve around your cheek. You had left Coruscant a few years after the fall of the Republic, unable to stay in the shadow of your lost life.

If you hadn’t ...

“When I couldn’t find you on planet, I convinced myself it was for the best. I had been a coward when I left. I hurt you. I thought it was to protect you, but I think even then I knew I was keeping myself safe more. Me leaving meant I would never have to see you in danger. So when I saw you also left, it meant you moved on. You weren’t hurting anymore. You were starting a new life … just like I told you to.”

His thumb moved back and forth across the dry skin of your cheek as he pulled you forward. You fell into him, your hands braced on his knees as he pressed his forehead against yours.

“But that was an excuse. I was still just a coward. I didn’t know what I could say to you that would do any good and … I didn’t want to see someone else next to you, living the life I wanted.” His eyes closed before he continued. “You deserve the galaxy, and I didn’t know how to give it to you. I still don’t.”

It was a confession saturated with guilt and shame. It crawled over you as your tears finally slipped past your control to pool against his thumb.

Safe from the weight of his gaze, you gave a confession of your own. “I never wanted the galaxy. I only ever wanted you.”

Rex’s eyes snapped open, and you could feel his heavy breaths matching yours. Before he had the chance to say anything, you pushed the words out of your mouth, letting the purest truth you knew pour out of you.

“I didn’t leave to start over. I left to escape. The opportunity to help the rebellion came to me, so I took it. It was my way of fighting against the thing that stole you from me. And … And if I did my job right, if I smuggled enough blasters, and med packs, and rations, then I wasn’t just helping the rebellion. I was keeping you safe, too.”

It wasn’t everything. It was barely enough. But you needed him to know, beyond a doubt, that your heart always had been and always will be only his.

“The thought that I could be helping you was what kept me going.”

His grip on you tightened, pulling you impossibly closer. “Can-” Now it was his voice that broke. “Can I kiss you? Please, sweetheart, can I-”

Maybe at one point, a younger you would have kept your composure, would have remained determined not to let Rex see just how desperate he could still make you.

But time had taught you well just how fleeting it could be. And you knew pride was nothing compared to the feeling of your love on your lips.

So, there was no hesitation as you closed the distance, answering the ache in his voice with the frantic press of your lips to his. The brush of his beard was foreign, the hair scraping and chafing your skin. But you couldn’t care when the familiar touch of his kiss grounded you, made you feel whole and alive in a way you forgot possible.

It hurt, feeling the small, shriveled thing you had allowed your heart to become taking up room in your chest once again, filling up with nothing but him — the feel of his skin on yours, the smell of his soap tickling your nose, the sound of the small noises that escaped his lips as he devoured yours in turn.

But it was a pain you’d welcome a thousand times over if it meant Rex’s mouth stayed on yours. This wasn’t just a kiss. It was a rebirth, the two of you breathing new life into one another.

You shivered as his tongue slid along your bottom lip. A whimper betrayed your need and you opened for him, letting him explore what has always been his. Blood roared in your ears, and you cursed it for drowning out the sound of his groan as his tongue danced along yours.

Pressing yourself ever closer, your hands slid up his impossibly thick thighs for balance as you leaned into him, needing to feel him everywhere. Thank the Force Rex understood. He always did, after all. He lifted you with ease to pull you into his lap, his arms wrapping securely around you to keep you in place as your legs slid around his waist.

But then he pulled his face away, holding you firm as your hands curled around his shoulders and your lips tried to chase him.

“I’m sorry, sweet girl.” His eyes pierced into you, and you could see how determined he was for his apology to reach you. “So, so sorry.”

“It’s-”

“Don’t say it’s okay. It’s not.” There was the captain you remembered, his tone curtailing any argument before you could even raise one. “But if you’ll let me, I plan on spending every spare moment I have making things right.”

He softened, but his eyes were just as intense. “You don’t have to answer right away. I want you to be sure; no regrets. Because if you say yes, mesh’la …” His arms tighten around you, the pressure of his strength sparking delightfully across your torso as every ounce of insecurity melted from your body and his lips moved to graze your ear. “I’m never letting you go again.”

“Please don’t,” You beg, barely letting him finish. “Please don’t ever let me go. Hold me, claim me, make me yours. Build a future with me so I never have to live without you again. Choose me ... the way I never stopped choosing you.”

The silence in the wake of your plea lasted only as long as a single heartbeat. Then, something in Rex shattered.

He may have broken you gently, but he was going to rebuild you roughly.

Coarse hands lifted you again as if you weighed nothing, throwing you onto your bed and knocking the breath from your lungs. Before you could even think, Rex was on you, his hips pressing you into the mattress as his hands slid up and down your sides.

“I do choose you.” You shiver at the growl in his throat as the words slide down your spine to pool deep in your belly. His hands slide under the thin fabric of your tunic, and you preen as his fingertips dance along your skin. “And I’ll keep choosing you. Let me prove it. Can I show you, pretty girl? Show you how I can take care of you?” 

Your eyes slipped closed as his indulgent tone; your core fluttered at the dark promises dripping from his lips. But a quick, sharp sting on your neck pulls you back.

“Eyes on me,” he reprimanded, though his smirk as he licked the skin red from his nip betrayed his amusement. “I need an answer, mesh’la.”

“Yes! Yes, please. Stars, Rex, show me!”

You should be embarrassed by how quickly you cave for him. But how can you be when Rex wasted even less time in claiming your mouth again, all tongue and teeth as he left no part untouched. You reveled in the attention, undulating hips demanding even more as your hands trailed along the broad curve of his shoulders. You followed the line of muscle down his arms, feeling as they shifted with the movements of his own hands.

Hands that locked around your hips and forced them to still. “Not yet.”

His admonishment wasn’t quite enough to dissuade you from challenging him. You pushed your core against his length, leaving you breathless at how perfectly it pressed against where you needed most.

Rex’s responding moan reverberated through you pleasantly. His dark chuckle, however, gave you pause. You’d heard it maybe once or twice, and you knew it meant trouble.

“I said …” He moved so his legs straddled yours, his full weight holding you still as he held both your wrists in one hand above your head. “Not. Yet.”

You pushed against his grip, needing to put your hands on him again, to feel him. Every inch of you needed to be touching every inch of him now.

“Please, Rex. Please, I need …” Your desperation stole your words and turned them to whines. This wasn’t the first time you felt carnal desire since he left. But you had always just taken care of yourself, quick and efficient, turning pleasure into a task like any other.

Now, you were consumed by your need.

A sweet kiss graced your lips lightly before Rex hushed you.

“I know, sweetheart. I know. But I’m going to take my time with you. It’s been so long, and I wanna take care of you right. You’re going to come undone on my tongue …” At this, his tongue made itself known as he licked a steady stripe up the side of your next, pouring fuel on the inferno raging just under your skin.

“On my fingers …” His free hand trailed over the wet skin, continuing past your neck, over your collarbone to tease mercilessly at the top of your breast.

“And once I feel you’re ready, you’ll come all over my cock.” Rex brought one of your hands down to the front of his pants, letting you feel his hardness through his trousers. “But you’ll need to be good and listen. Can you do that?”

You nod, whipping your head up and down, willing him to give you exactly what he promised now but groaning when he moves your hand away from him.

“Wound up this bad already? I believe that’s a new record. You need to use your words, pretty girl.”

You wanted to slap him for his teasing, but your pointed glare would have to suffice. “No shit it’s a record. I’ve been waiting,” you huffed.

Rex stilled. “Have…Have you not …?”

You could feel the heat returning to your cheeks so you answered before he could find his words if only to cut your own embarrassment short.

“No. I mean I took care of myself, but…”

Unbridled lust was the only thing you saw when you met Rex’s eyes again. “Then I won’t make you wait any longer.”

Using his grip on your wrists, he pulled you up and with a speed you didn’t realize he had, he stripped your tunic from your body. Before you could even register the cold pebbling your nipples, he moved to your waistband, peeling your underwear and leggings down in one move, pausing only to pull your shoes off before you’re completely bare before him.

“Kriff, Rex,” you huffed, impressed as Rex cast off his chest piece with as little regard as possible.

But the man above you focused only on your newly revealed form. You moved to touch him in return, hoping to hide a few of the new rolls of your abdomen against his.

You should have realized by now tonight was going his way.

“Let me see you, ner mesh’la karta,” he commanded. You didn’t want to, but since you never thought you’d ever get to hear another order from your captain, you obeyed, laying back and following his eyes with yours as they took you in.

He leaned down, dragging his lips over your stomach to graze the bottom of your breast with his teeth. Gently, but with the threat of rough just under the surface.

You wanted both … everything … anything he would give you.

“Perfect.” You keened at the praise, lifting and offering yourself to his mouth and earning a smile in return. “Oh yes, I remember …”

His tongue ran across your nipple before he blew softly, sending a shudder through you. You didn’t suffer long before he wrapped his lips around your peak and sucked hard. Nothing could have stopped the cry that spilled out of you as your back arched, your body mindlessly giving him even more access.

And he took every inch you gave. Releasing you with a satisfying pop, Rex reached up to turn you to face him with one hand as the other moved down your body to rest just at your mound.

“Spread your legs for me. Be a good girl and show me that pretty little pussy of yours.”

You pulled your knees up and wrapped your hands around them to pull them apart and hide how he made you tremble. The cool air, made colder from your slick, tickled your sensitive skin. But it was the reverent hunger on Rex’s face that made your cunt clench around nothing.

“Please, Rex. I—”

He didn’t let you finish your pathetic plea, instead diving forward, his movements just as desperate as you felt. His hands encircled your thighs, pushing them even further apart as he buried his face into your core and let his tongue sink into your wet hole with a satisfied moan.

His tongue laved against you, determined to touch every inch of you before gliding up to circle your clit. As your breathy whimpers turned into full-fledged cries, you absentmindedly hoped that the walls around you were thicker than they looked before Rex wrapped his lips around your nub and sucked.

A moan erupted from deep within you as your muscles contracted and sent a gush of arousal spilling out of you, leaving you unable to care who heard.

“Stars, already so wet for me. You taste like a dream.” His eyes pierced you from where he lay between your legs. “Keep your hands where they are and hold yourself open for me.”

You mewled in response as he returned to his task with his fingers now aiding in the effort, finding your clit with ease as his tongue entered you once again. His free hand slides up to rest on your tummy, pressing down but not enough to keep you still. But just enough so you can feel him as your hips kept their frantic undulation going, your body demanding the release he promised.

“That’s it,” he groaned to himself more than to you. “Good girl, taking what you need.”

Picking up the pace, Rex kept his fingers moving in tighter and tighter circles, keeping pace with your frenzied keening as he fucked you with his tongue.

“Kriff, Rex … so close … so … S-shit shit shit shit-”

He pushed down harder on your pelvis, amplifying every spark he ignited at your core as his fingers moved ever faster. “Let go, mesh’la. Let go and don’t you dare fucking hold back. Give it to me!”

Your captain gave an order. What else could you do but obey?

You shattered around him, your scream echoing against his satisfied groan as he drank from your cunt with a fierce intensity. His fingers and tongue never stopped as he forced your orgasm out of you, working you well past overstimulation into boneless compliance as you gave everything he demanded.

Eventually, the aftershocks faded. Rex’s ministrations eased, though he never took his hands off you, letting his fingers trail gently along your lips and restoking the fire in you that burned only for him.

“I love you, Rex,” you sighed, relief flooding you as the words finally escaped you after years locked away.

Rex smiled with only a tinge of sadness in his eyes speaking to lost time before he rest his head against the softness of your thigh, pressing a kiss to your skin.

“I love you, too, sweetheart.”

“Don’t leave me again?” You meant it as a command, but you had none of Rex’s natural authority. Well, that and your post-orgasmic state hindered what strength your voice could have had, leaving the order sounding more like a needy whine.

“Never.” Rex slid his hand back down, gathering your slick to sink two thick fingers deep into you. “Now, I believe I said something about you coming on my fingers next.”

Thankfully for you, Rex was a man of his word. He never left your side again. He kept the rest of his promises, too.

Taglist (for those you commented on pt. 1): @mzfandom @wings-and-beskar

[markipliers-madhouse]

Hello? Hello Hello?

...Well, this place has been dead for a little bit, hasn't it?

Mentioned a little bit before on that collab piece I did, but figured I'd be better to do a full post bout it here!

So, this AU...has been laying dormant for quite some time, and there's not really any excuses for that. I've just been a little busy with school and life in general, but mainly...haven't had much motivation to do it in all honesty, and their's two main factors to that unmotivation.

1. I kinda realized I'd be needing to write a lot for this story, and though I love writing in general...the scope of this would be like writing a few novels if I continued on, and I just wouldn't have the time or sanity to do that, but more on that later for a solution...

And 2. ...I kinda fell out of FNaF for a moment. Well- Not entirely, I'll always love this series, but I guess it was mainly...the state of the fandom after one certain game...Security Breach. After that game came out, it kinda broke the fandom in half. One half being those who hate the game and left the franchise entirely, now seeing it as nothing but for kids and not taken seriously, and the other...well, actually kids. Y'know the ones. You know.

So that kinda left me kinda unsure for my AU, since I thought if I put stuff out now...it wouldn't really be that appreciated. From the start it was meant to harken back to the original classics of FNaF, but with the fandom mostly filled with newcomers for just this one game, and the original fans gone and unhopeful for the franchise, I just kinda...left this place dorment till I felt motivated again.

...And then the Ruin DLC happened, which gave me a spark of motivation. Seemed this franchise was starting to to head to a better place, getting some old fans back, so that's nice. Got me thinking more bout this AU again...

And then the movie happened, and now i've been slapped in the face with motivation.

SO- Guess that's my excuse for why things have been so empty, but now...I AM READY TO OFFICIALLY SAY IT IS STARTING BACK UP! And not just that...but starting fresh! ...Which, isn't saying much, since I only wrote two chapters for it...y e a h - But there's a reason I'm starting fresh, not just for improved art or retconing some of the mistakes of what I did give out, but mainly because...

I'm turning the AU into a comic!!

That's right! Gonna be drawing the whole thing start to finish! Figured this would be better to me since it's quicker then writing it all, and get to show and improve more of my art, so works out! (You can already kinda see some of that with the new pfp and header) Maybe might get some help in the future, maybe might dable in some animation, maybe a lot of things, but guess we'll just hafta see where it goes from here!

What does that mean for the previous content though? All...f o u r of it? Well, that stuff is gonna be non-canon from here on out! It'll be easier this way since those stuff have either some continuity errors that'll effect the story in the long wrong, or just simply I've changed my mind on some things and it'll be a bit more different! I'm still leaving them up, however! Just cause I think it'll be fun to see how far I've come, and ey some art pieces there weren't bad! ...Too bad...okay like one or two were d e c e n t

TLDR of it tho is this: AU's getting a reboot, gonna be made into a comic now, previous stuff is non-canon, and this page should be a bit more active now!

But yeah! Big things are coming, and I am excited to start up this AU again! I have so many plans for this story that I'm just hoping you guys will love, wanna do justice to both sides of the story! So keep an eye on this blog, might take a little longer, but hoping to get things officially and finally started soon!

And to prove some of that, before I go...you guys deserve a a bit of a sneak peak of what's to come, so...hope you enjoy these redesigns >:]

EDIT: THE SERIES HAS OFFICIALLY BEGUN- READ EM HERE- AH-

[theaceofonepiece]

Tokyo Revengers Fluff Alphabet Requests

So, Tokyo Revengers has become my new laser focus. Hyperfixation? Yeah, that. I love my boys so much, so I’m making this and a very smooty version.

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

Feel free to send me any character. I’ll try to put a short story with every letter so that it’ll make more sense. Promise!

Edit: Please try to limit requests to 4-5 letters per one? Just so that I can maintain writing yalls fluffy fluff

Edit (2): Also could you specify what kind of reader? Personality and gender wise so that you can get the best of your request!

-Signed Aciel~

[pheonyxian]

Baldur's Gate 3 Sexless Any% Part 3

I think some of my mutuals are using this as an actual way of knowing what BG3 is actually about so I figured I'd use this edition to talk about the plot and npcs a bit. Might slow down or stop these at some point? I thought the original premise was funny but I don't know if it's liveblog an entire 100 hour game funny. Regardless feel free to block the tag I'm adding if you don't want to hear any future rambles. Do love/hate it when a game I didn't intend to like so much gets its grubby mind flayer tentacles wrapped around my brain so hard.

The OC PC: RPing through the game as my OC Ank. I wasn't sure if picking an oc with strong psychic powers would rub against the mind flayer plot but so far it's been a perfect choice. Ank is traditionally a villain but I'm not playing a villain for my first play through, so it's been fun to rp him in a scenario where he's g o o d and his life didn't take a turn for the worse. He's also traditionally blind, but obviously the game isn't set up for that. I was originally just imagining cutscenes playing out differently if sight was involved, but maybe it'll be more interesting to consider him in a pre-blinded state. I'm sure certain repeated actions in the ocular region won't have any u n f o r t u n a t e effects.

Mind Flayers: The setup for the plot is that mind flayers have infected you (and your companions, and a large number of npcs) with mind flayer parasites and you have to remove them before you turn into fully grown mind flayers. Except for some reason you haven't turned yet and you get cool psychic powers with them.

The Guardian: In addition to making your own character at start, you also can character create your "guardian." Everyone I know just hits the randomize button because they've already spent an hour fussing over every detail of their character, but I knew this was coming and already planned my guardian out. And uh, like I said, Ank's traditionally a villain and the only guardian-like character he's ever had is uh... I'm going to be honest with you, if the guardian turns out to be the big bad of the game that's going to be funny as all fuck. I'm sure there's very little chance of that though, it's not like there's anything evil about telling you to s h o v e w o r m s i n t o y o u r s k u l l.

Withers: Withers is more of a mechanic than a character. I do want to know his story though. He's an undead or lich or something who will revive dead characters (for a cost) hire generic undead companions (for a cost, I guess if you want to resign your poor companion's unfortunate fate) and change your cast (for the same cost as undead friends.) I guess money still has use in the afterlife. I haven't had to use his services yet but I've had a lot of close calls and dwindling Revivify scrolls so it's only a matter of time.

Volo: Just Gale but a bard. Not a playable character Bard mind you. At least not yet. I don't know what his deal is. He offered to extract the mind flayer parasites with a pair of needles which I almost agreed to to see if he'd actually poke Ank's eye out.

And updates on companion stories:

Shadowheart: Decided that after a week of traveling and nearly dying together it was appropriate to breach topics again. Pretty sure the game expected me to ask these immediately once the option was available but like I said, we respect boundaries in this house. Anyway, Shadowheart's a cleric of Shar, who by context I'm assuming is bad. The way she put her worship didn't sound that bad, about embracing the darkness as a way of stripping falsehoods, right up until she started talking about toppling governments and killing innocents, so I'm keeping her at a 2/10 for being batshit insane.

Also her magical artifact is required for keeping me alive and she stole it and do we really want the e v i l cleric to have that kind of p o w e r over M E?

Lae'zel: Lae'zel sits at the very strange crossroad of honorable and completely ruthless. She's totally fine with killing your enemies but you have to do it the right way, and b r a i n w o r m s isn't the right way. I'd say the right way is whatever works. 7/10

Gale: All of my attempts to pry into Gale's backstory (boundaries? what boundaries?) were foiled by poor dice rolls so no updates on his dark and traumatic past. I did give him two magical artifacts to slurp up because he looked like he was going to die of heat stroke at camp. I've been avoiding spoilers but I had heard that it's hilariously difficult to not accidentally romance Gale due to a bug, and the fact that you can start his romance path without realizing it. Thankfully Ank is smart enough to realize that when you cast spells together that makes the air smell like rosewater it's time to high tail it out of there. 2/10 as smooth as a slip n' slide.

That said, I don't know if it's been patched yet, but according to the internet there's like a 50/50 chance the game thinks we've already banged. Tbd on that one. Sexless any% is slowly turning into Oops! Fucked Everyone thanks purely on technicalities.

Astarion: Based on the way people talk about him I genuinely thought the pompous personality was just a facade and that he'll eventually tip his hand and reveal he's been evil this entire time. But honestly based the bits of backstory he's (refreshingly, compared to the rest of these idiots) given out I think he's just the guy who, once given the keys to power, will drive right off sanity road. Regardless, he used to serve an abusive vampire lord so I guess we're going vampire hunting in the future. 10/10 bad influence gay best friend who tells you to chug and shove parasites up your eyes.

Wyll: Wyll is a warlock who serves a fiend that forces him to hunt down and kill demons, which sounds like a fine deal until some tricky wordplay came in. After refusing to kill Karlach (Tiefling, not demon) his patron changed him into a Tiefling too. Honestly? Upgrade. 6/10 nice guy but surrounded by more colorful characters.

Karlach: Ok here’s why Karlach is a 10/10 character even without taking sex appeal into consideration. She’s a Tiefling who served in some demonic war against her will and had her heart replaced with an infernal engine that constantly burns her and anyone she touches with searing hot pain. Despite this she has constant big sister energy and her biggest complaint is how touch starved she is. I don’t even care if it comes bundled with a sex scene, Karlach is getting a goddamn hug before the credits roll.

[peachlover94]

Xenoscouts DA Collab

Hey there, all you Nintendo fan artists! My friends over on DeviantArt, Twitter and Tumblr are hosting a Xenoblade Chronicles collab in which the theme is camping and scout troops. Call it Xenoscouts if you will.

Information and Rules: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1lZ3IFQACLswvW2TSlroQvc7p-j4wMc26kZfNCz8Yj7s/edit

List: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1d1A2PFiMF-TrdPdS4GXxG5W3CCfwUint5ll99aV028A/edit

After some discussion and support from various allies, my friend NinGemTitan decided to come out of retirement and host this smaller-scale collaboration. In this project, artists will draw Xenoblade Chronicles characters as scouts (like real life childhood) camping peacefully but wearing creatively designed individual uniforms. Camping is one idea that may not have been used often, so this could be fresh fun. Note that only protagonists are allowed, for the sake of peace.

The background should depict a forest (during an ambiguous season) with a cabin/tents and a campfire. One artist can volunteer and make it 8000 x 4000. Maybe a Titan or two would be fitting.

Rules (subject to change):

Please ask me for a character first, and then you can add yourself to the list, unless you want me to type your name on the list for you.

Entries must be colored and full-body (unless a camping object is in front of them).

No overly invasive watermarks. Small signatures and such will suffice.

If you wish to send me the non-watermarked versions privately (through a DM), that is perfectly fine.

Each entry in the list must be separate, for arrangement freedom.

Be creative in making your scout uniform designs, as I want you to put in full effort and have fun with your entries.

Please describe what camping activity each character would do. Examples include roasting marshmallows or fish, chopping wood, etc.

Entries must be 500 x 500 at a minimum.

Tracing, bases, and AI are completely forbidden. Art must be done 100% by you.

I will regularly check on you to make sure you're on task. Each entry has a due date of one month. To get an extension, please provide a real-world explanation AND show me a WIP, no exceptions.

Ask for only one character at a time; once finished, then ask for another one. I want to give other artists an equal chance to join and reduce the chances of overdue characters. This means no reservations, but you can ask to replace your character with a new one if available. No change-backs, though.

PNGs with transparent BGs are recommended. This saves time for the assembly.

Shadows and shading must go bottom right, for consistency.

No NSFW or raunchy content.

If applicable, artists from Twitter will be added to the list.

Reasonable character suggestions are welcome!

List of entries (Protagonists only):

XC1:

Shulk - Adithya1012 - DONE

Reyn

Fiora - Mary-Bella (Due 12/6)

Sharla - Adithya1012 - DONE

Riki

Dunban

Melia - GoddessPrincessLulu - DONE

Future Connected:

Kino

Nene

XC2 (Only including story blades):

Rex

Pyra - LovelyPrincessN64 (Due 11/29)

Mythra - GoddessPrincessLulu - DONE

Pneuma

Nia - lonewolf-45 - DONE

Dromarch - VixDojoFox - DONE

Tora and Poppi

Morag - SweetGluttonyArt - DONE

Brighid

Zeke - DarkWolfKnight00 - DONE

Pandoria - VixDojoFox - DONE

XC3:

Noah

Lanz

Eunie - lonewolf-45 - DONE

Taion

Sena - VixDojoFox - DONE

Mio - VixDojoFox - DONE

Riku

Manana

XCX:

The avatar/Cross

Elma

Lin

Tatsu

Doug

Gwin

Irina

Lao

Let's gather 'round the campfire and sing our campfire song,

Our C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song.

And if you don't think that we can sing it faster, then you're wrong

But it'll help if you just sing along!

[cleopatras-library]

23 in 2023 Wrap-Up

So I made a list at the beginning of 2023, and did actually try to read most of the books on it! Results were mixed, but I did read a lot of books I'd been meaning to get to for some time, and made peace with many others. I won't be doing the same for this year because I genuinely don't have that many books I plan on reading. So here they all are:

Books that didn't come out this year:

Alecto the Ninth, Tamsyn Muir - I was very optimistic, but there was not in fact an official release date and there is not one now. I did read the new short story though, and it was very good!

Books I didn't start:

De Profundis, Oscar Wilde - Too stressed for something so soul-searching. Maybe this year?

Lord of the Flies, William Golding - I decided I wasn't going to put myself through this one again and let go of all my guilt about it.

War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy - Similarly, I finally came to terms with the fact that I'm not particularly interested in reading War and Peace right now.

Books I didn't finish:

Once & Future, A.R. Capetta & Cory McCarthy - Very YA, the humour was clearly targeted at a younger audience than me.

Cinnamon Toast and the End of the World, Janet E. Cameron - NOT in fact the lighthearted read its cover makes it out to be.

Beirut Hellfire Society, Rawi Hage - Not as interesting as the title.

The Personal Librarian, Marie Benedict & Victoria Christopher Murray - Might have the prose I liked least all year. The authors were telling everything, which made it very heavy-handed.

Station Eleven, Emily St. John Mandel - Too dark for me :) I regret starting this book. The prose was also a bit heavy-handed.

Books I finished that were Bad:

After the Victorians, A. N. Wilson - Written in 2005, and you can tell, because Wilson's opinions are stale as fuck. I can't really trust much of what he wrote because of that, though the chapter on crosswords was interesting.

Der Dunkle Schwarm, Marie Graßhoff - Dystopia with weak worldbuilding, and I found myself noticing plot holes, which isn't something I typically do.

Books I finished that were mediocre:

The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald - 200 pages of Nick feeling uncomfortable and also some commentary on the american dream that has become common knowledge in the intervening century. This book is for someone else.

Ships of the ‘45, John S. Gibson - Exactly what it says on the cover.

Company Town, Madeline Ashby - Interesting worldbuilding, dull mystery plot (why is it that so much interesting fantasy/sci fi gets saddled with the dullest of imaginable mystery plots?)

Books I finished that were good:

Blood Like Fate, Liselle Sambury - I liked this a bit less than the first book, but it was still interesting and unique YA sci fi! The romance was also well-written.

Legendborn, Tracy Deonn - Honestly I was mostly reading this for the (enjoyably) messy love triangle, and I would continue the series if it looked like my preferred pairing was going to become canon.

Worlds of Ink and Shadow, Lena Coakley - Wittier than I remember it being!

Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Truman Capote - Different, but just as good as the movie.

Love After the End, edited by Joshua Whitehead - An interesting short story collection. My thoughts were very much provoked.

The Sentence, Louise Erdrich - Literary fiction I found satisfactory upon reading that has somehow stuck with me over the last few months.

Books I finished that left me Changed:

Nona the Ninth, Tamsyn Muir - AAAAAHHH (highly recommend, this literally changed everything)

The Secret History, Donna Tartt - This book makes me think maybe I should be reading more thrillers? Or at the very least more dark academia, regardless of how cliche it seems for the rest of my personality.

Small Game Hunting at the Local Coward Gun Club, Megan Gail Coles - The best literary fiction I read this year.

In conclusion, go read The Locked Tomb.

[feathers-falling-through-clouds]

writerblr intro!

hii everyone! I'm fairly new to tumblr (not really, but I still haven't figured everything out on this site) and haven't talked about my writing on here a lot, so I thought I'd introduce myself so I can do just that in the future, and maybe meet some people who write similar stuff <3

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my online name is Sami, pronounced Zah-mee!

i love birds and feathers are one of my favorite symbols, you might have figured that out already

she/her

i write in both english and german

i listen to kpop a lot but not very active in the community because it;;; can be eh sometimes

aroace (and you will absolutely see most of my works include at least one aspec character)

my favorite book genres are: urban fantasy and magical realism, slice of life, friendship - all that everyday life stuff with some glitter sprinkled in

my favourite fanfic genres/tags are: found family, (hurt/)comfort, friends to lovers, fluff, domestic fluff

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ೃ⁀➷ [ w i p l i s t ] - updated 22.07.2023

i write mostly fanfiction and poetry, but used to write original fiction and i'm slowly starting to get back into that!

I always have way too many wips, but I'll just put my current ones here and update / edit them whenever something changes:

Falling Feathers / Fallende Federn german fanfiction Kevin x Jacob (The Boyz) -> a lonely artist and the angel assigned to him form a close bond as time passes, which shouldn't be possible in the first place, but maybe the universe has glitched? Who knows...

we are souls made of paper / Wir Seelen aus Papier german original work -> when her best friend Corentin returns from living with his mother in Marseilles after two years of radio silence, Maia has questions. But with the magic of poetry, some rounds of ping pong and the power of friendship(TM), the two teenagers find their way back to each other again.

gunpowder is just dark stardust after all english fanfiction Wylan van Eck x Jesper Fahey (Six of Crows duology) -> character study revolving around Wylan and his relationship with the boom, the bang, the flint and fuss. And Jesper.

answer me, make or break english fanfiction Younghoon x Haknyeon (The Boyz) -> Haknyeon keeps insisting he would be a great boyfriend. Younghoon isn‘t sure how to feel about that. or: five (or more) times Haknyeon jokingly offers to be his boyfriend and one time Younghoon takes him up on it.

So yeah, that's me! I'm so sorry it's gotten so long ahh I'm such an overwriter istg

have a nice day!! <3

[bluejayhaze]

...yeah im charging for the extra words i need to add bc absolutely fuck this

[aajjks]

The Conqueror (XVII)

Synopsis: He had conquered everything, anything but your heart.

Pairings: Yandere!King Jungkook x Commoner!servant!Reader

warnings: YANDERE, DARK, OBSESSION, matu*e themes, n*nc*n kiss*ng, jk is cra*y, mentions of kil**ng, delusio*al behaviour.

note. whoopsie. SHARE FEEDBACK. be careful w this one. I will tag people later. chapter is not edited plz forgive me I’m tired! ENJOY! Also English is not my first language and I’m not the best writer out here 😭

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All the eyes fell on you, the weight of those surprised gazes filled with jealousy made your anxiety intensify, Jungkook’s grip on your trembling hand reminded you that this was your reality, the words left his mouth so smoothly it sent shivers down your spine.

The constant voices congratulating you made your skin crawl, your throat was tight as you felt like your whole world went dark.

Those happy sounds of the countless voices sounded like they were mourning your death.

“Celebrations shall begin tonight. I command you all to bow down to the future empress of the Jeon dynasty.” Jungkook had his gaze set on you as he spoke,

You felt your body shake with horror, the scene unfolded right in front of your eyes as the many bodies bowed down to you as if they were worshiping you.

As you watched, the more you felt like the world was suffocating you, but you couldn’t die a peaceful death.

The noises filled your ears once again.

“All hail to the future empress of the kingdom of Corea.” You cringed at the sound of it.

This was not supposed to happen, “N-No..” you muttered instinctively, not realising that Jungkook heard you, “no?” He leaned in closer to your neck, whispering in your ear as his hand snaked around your waist.

The public around you watched the encounter and swooned. “Calm down… my love it’s okay…” Jungkook cooed in your ear, squeezing your waist.

“No one can separate us, I’ll make sure of that.” The fabric his fine silk made contact with your body as he pulled you closer to him, his intense brown orbs were lost in the abyss of obsession as he stared at you like you were his whole world.

Like you were the reason of his existence, like you were the air he breathed. He looked at you like he breathed because of you. He looked at you like you were the beat in his heart.

“I love you so much, baby. So fucking much that I can do anything to have you.”

Your heart churned. His devotion for you was one of a madman’s.

It scared you to no end. “I’ll always be yours. Only yours.” He breathed in a deep breath, pulling you in for a kiss. His kiss swallowed your surprised gasp as the people cheered, you couldn’t see anything but Jungkook’s eyes.

The kiss was filled with love that overwhelmed your senses.

He loved you so much.

Why? You couldn’t understand. Jungkook was an enigma, he only showed you what he wanted you to see, a man so powerful like him shouldn’t be so weak when it came to love. This kiss was different from your first one, that one was full of sheer possessiveness and madness, but this one reminded you constantly of his devotion and passion that he felt for you.

He was starting to take over you, you tried to pull away from his lips but he grabbed the back of your head and pulled you further into his mouth, swallowing your cries.

Your face was hot with sheer embarrassment as you felt the people staring at you, as their king devoured your mouth.

This was highly inappropriate and disgusting to you. His grip only tightened as he felt you continuously try to push him away, it was hurting.

Jungkook was completely lost in your scent, it was driving him so crazy. He didn’t want to let you go, he couldn’t allow himself to pull away from you, after so long, he finally had you. “P-Please..” his eyes snapped open at your low whimper, the sight of your eyes filled with tears made his heart churn with guilt.

You didn’t want him.

Jungkook carried you to his chamber as you struggled against him, his face was void of any emotion, he felt his heart hammer against his chest, he was sure that you could hear it.

But he didn’t care, you made him so incredibly vulnerable with desire, and the passion he felt for you that nothing mattered to him.

Not even your hatred towards him,

“I-I hate you so much! I-let me go!” Your sweet voice was always music to his ears, even if you were spitting at him, he could listen to you forever.

However deep down, His heart broke into a millions of pieces as you told him over and over that you hated him.

Jungkook couldn’t let his sadness be visible, “fuck you! How-How dare you kiss me without my consent, god you sick bastard!” Your hands made contact with his hard chest, Jungkook didn’t even flinch as you hit him, he kicked open his chamber door and entered without sparing the eunuchs a glance. “Please let me go!!” You cried desperately as your cries fell on deaf ears. The sound accompanying you was the sound of his boot’s clinking against the marble floor as he climbed the small staircase to his large vermilion bed.

Not a single word left his mouth as he gently laid you down to his bed. You could feel your heart vibrate violently against your chest as he carefully leaned his face so close to yours, his eyes filled with a dark emotion,

He looked insane.

“Come on? Curse at me, why did you stop?” He laughed, climbing on top of you, not giving you a chance to react as he pinned your hands against your head, a sadistic grin sat on his lips as he swiped his tongue across his lower lip, staring eagerly at you.

“Baby come on now? Speak up for me..” he pouted, tears pricked against your lash line, he was scaring you.

Like always.

“Aww do not stare at me like this. I love you baby… and now you can take out all of your anger at me! You know why? Because you really can’t leave me now, you will be my legal wife, my queen!” He giggled like a little boy in love as he pushed his face in your neck, inhaling deeply.

His heavy breaths sent shivers down your body.

“P-Please stop t-this madness.” You hiccuped, the silence that filled the space was driving you insane, Jungkook raised his face up to wipe your tears, “why do you always cry? Can’t you see your tears hurt me?”

Asshole.

How could he even play the victim with you? “Really? You have no heart, Jungkook.” You spat at the man who snuggled into you.

He was disgusting, you hated the way he treated you like a possession of his, touching you whenever he wanted. His touch sent waves of goosebumps through your body. “I don’t, you are right, because you have it with you.”

Cheeky bastard.

You could hear the smirk in his tone, he pissed you off so much. “I wish you die!” You cried out when he didn’t waver one bit.

He didn’t care.

It was like you were speaking to a sculpture. You kicked your feet to push him off of you but his loving stare never left your face. “God, you disgust me so much! I hope you die!” Tears left your frustrated gaze as Jungkook grabbed your face and squeezed it tightly.

“You make me so fucking angry baby… but I love you so much.” He gritted his teeth.

It looked like you finally hit his weak spot. “I will not die until you are fully mine.” He got up, but he was quick to pin you down once again.

“Oh well then, you will be immortal because I will never be yours!” You bite your lip to control your anger.

You felt so fed up with his behaviour, he was a crazy man, he was delusional. “I’m not fucked up enough to love my family’s killer!” Your voice threatened to break but you couldn’t cry like always.

“I didn’t kill them! Dongmin did!” He argued. That left a bitter taste on your tongue, he was justifying himself.

He was really sick.

“You are the reason they are dead!” Jungkook only scoffed at that. “Yes, because your fucking father wanted to marry you off to someone else. When he knew that I wanted you.” His confession boomed so loud that you felt your ears vibrate, his face was red with anger, the veins on his neck were visible.

You felt your world crash.

“I will kill anyone that will try to take you away from me, as I have for the past nine years!”

[delugguk]

[3] In the soop | JK

welcome to domestic, soft boyfriend, mini or not so mini jungkook in the soop episodes! ft bam

ㅡsince my mind can't stop spinning with every episode + jungkook's finery,,, I decided to do this! I'll be updating this once in a while so don't be afraid to come and check from time to time ♡.

ㅡI'm not sure how many scenarios I'll write since it really depends, this doesn't have a specific end because I can still write in the future but n-e-ways!! hope you enjoy it and please let me know what you think on my lovely ask~

WARNING: 18+ CONTENT.

pair: jungkook x reader

word count: 5.8k

warnings: riding, masturbation (f), standing sex, side ways sex in a sofa (?), degrading names (slut, whore) but only like 2/3 times? I dont rmbr

note: jungkook is in his feelings and they're just extremely madly in love here ok? damn 😩 (but it gets intense later 😳)

2-note: the gq and vogue interviews happened while I was editing this and what jungkook said about him giving his all to the people he loves until they break his heart BROKE ME so.. yeah jungkook being madly in love here did not helped AT ALL 😭 had to breathe many times in order to keep writing.. LMAO😭

3-note: happy holidays and merry christmas!!

[more episodes]

EPISODE 3.  "should I be jealous?"

you are leaning on the sink. the palm of your hands holding your body for support and back facing the mirror behind you.

"...you know when we were-" you clear your throat. "fucking" paused. "...these days in front of the guys.."

"eung." jungkook nods his head while finishing his skin care by putting on a face mask.

"uh, you know" you're fidgeting. "...yoongi?"

"aha.." concentrated, he struggled a little bit with the higher part of it.

"he was... there, right?" you're still hesitant and that makes him chuckle.

"why are you so nervous about? yes, he was there, I know it for sure." he teases, but you roll your eyes.

"I'm not nervous, I just-"

"then why are you so timid to tell me the way he turns you on?"

no words in your mouth. "..huh?"

"you were turned on by his voice?" he teases again as if it was nothingㅡfinishing on applying his face mask.

"wha-" you're speechless. how did he-

"you clenched." he paused. "a little way harder whenever he spoke or just.. breathed, to be honest." oh, now he's making fun of you.

with a try-not-to-grin barely seen expression on his face behind the mask, his right hand leans down very softly over the sink with his entire body no longer facing the mirror but you instead.

he looked kinda funny with his mask on if you were truly honest right now.

"I... I can explai-"

"It's alright baby." both hands cutely cupping your face, "...It definitely turned me on the way you were enjoying it too."

his face teases as if he was going for a kiss, getting closer to you but then he suddenly walks away. his mask won't let him kiss you.

ㅡbut now you felt numb. just a little. he can't just say something like that and go away? matter of a fact, even dare to tease you? so that's exactly what you voice to him.

"how do you thinkㅡdoes that makes me feel?"

"what's... that?"

"ohh you know what I'm talking about!"

"...horny?" he responds playing with bam before serving his foodㅡcontinuing the previous conversation with a laugh. why does he think this is funny? he really enjoyed seeing you suffer didn't he?

if you ever died of a horny attackㅡif that's ever possible- it'll be his goddamn fault.

"hey!!" you call him out.

but after serving bam's food, he allures you while taking small steps, ogling you.

"what?" ...and there it is. his soft melodic voice.

going for a hug, his hands roam through your shoulders down to your back, very slowly.

"...am I wrong?"

his deep, euphonious voice sent explosive signals through your entire body. you hug him back. your fingertips playing with the strands of the back of his hair while your lips kiss your favourite mole on his neckㅡfollowing the trace of your back with his fingers, they finally land on your ass.

his most precious and favorite thing in the world. said by his words, not yours.

but waitㅡit's jungkook the one we are talking about. so of course, while he tries hard to not take his mask off, leaving soft kisses down your neck, his hands play with the elastic band of your trousers, before touching your ass.

sneaking his way inside it, grabbing a big handful piece of it, he squeezed it hard enough to make you moan between his chest.

"hm.." he quietly sighs. "I fucking love this ass." his chin places on your shoulder, eyes fixed looking down your ass.

"babe.."

"eung?" abruptly, leaving you again making sure of bam's finishing his food, you suddenly felt empty at the lost of his warm arms around you. you also feel like going insane. what dares him be such a tease??

ㅡpouring water after bam's done, jungkook makes his way over to seat back on the white couch of the living room.

"It's not fair. you have a mask on."

"what does that even mean?" he laughs.

"It means that now you made me extremely horny and I can't even kiss you because of it."

"you can still kiss other places..."

"babe."

"what?" he tries so hard not to laugh. "just wait a few seconds and then I'm all yours." blurting in between teeth trying not to smile, he causes you to roll your eyes.

"as if it was that easy.."

ㅡhis hands caresses bam's face, endearingly gazing at him.

"bam.. aren't you having so much fun these days?" bam sticks his tongue out thanks to his daddy's words. he's clearly happy.

"hm.. that's what I thought so." he speaks cutely. "I'm sleepyy" your boyfriend then bleats while stretching, looking so cute in your eyes.

"bam.." you decide to play along while taking a step closer to seat kneeling down in front of jungkook's open legs and your body facing bam that is beside him standing on the floor.

"I think your dad is out of his mind" you sing-song in a way to tease him.

jungkook quietly giggles to himself and your hands find their way onto both of his knees.

"are you very sleepy?" soft speaking, your hands slide up and down his thighs in a very discrete manner of your obvious intentions. but your tone is rather much warm to him as in... caring.

"a little.. yeah."

his eyes are twinkling at you and you take the opportunity to slowly crawl closer to him. to be honest, jungkook is feeling a little bit emotional right now. he feels mellow tonight.

soft.

In a way that a sentiment of nostalgia tries to overcomes him the moment you get near him, which is why it leads him to pull you close.

"take my mask off for me please? I think it's already done." he softly breathes to you making you smile seating on his lap.

"you're so lazy.." you tease him back before carefully taking it off, putting the rest of it on the little trashcan beside the sofa.

"your face is wet"

he flashes a smile. "I know.."

soft palms dancing in their way to your waist.. he's looking at you amusingly in love.

very in love.

too in love if I must clarify myself.

but jungkook couldn't wrap his head around to fully understand it. the feeling being so overwhelming for him... maybe what he feels now is.. the purest love for you.

he wasn't going to lie here ok? he'd low-key been reminiscing about these past days spent with you and.. he couldn't stop thinking about how lucky he was to be able to find someone as nice as you. he also felt pitty for the times he wasn't able to make it, ditching dates away because of his tight schedule. but now he could finally make up for all those missing times. he's been spending so many special daysㅡwithout getting bored or tired of you, not even a single tiny bit.

which is something that used to happen with his past relationships. he even thought about him having some sort of problem.. but you.. you came to nail it all because you were different.

like light to him.

someone he could really trust and goddamn it, how much he adored that. the feeling of being loved with not judgement filled his heart with so much warmth he felt he couldn't take it all sometimes.

but for you?

he will do anything for you.

hell, he could even cross an entire ocean in one breath if that meant he'll have to spent his entire life with you. that's how deep in love he wasㅡbut what it's funny and really satisfying is... that such feeling was extremely required. you felt the exact same as him. years of dating haven't seemed to change both burning love and desire even though, of course, you both have had your disagreements, but who hasn't?

it's how relationships work. but damn... would he ever thought he'll fall deeply in love like this.. and that's why he needed to hear this.

"do you love me?"

you're caught off guard. there's a blank expression on his face but oh, his eyes.. they shine so much that you even thought if it wasn't for it, you would've been questioning yourself about doing something wrong by now.

"what kind of question is that.." you try to humor him but his blank face and sleepy eyes don't move a second as in scrutinizing you for an answer, even though he already knows you doㅡbut tonight.. he wanted to hear it, from your lips... again.

"of course I love you. I adore you." locking eyes, face expression matching his. even though there's no expression, he could tell you were very serious about this too.

"I love you more than love itself."

you softly purr pass his lips. face leaning closer to his face placing a very mellow and long lasting peck to his lips which causes a reaction of him to hug you tight, filled with emotions.

he returns your kiss with little soft repeated pecks, making you smile. taking distance, your hand makes way to reach his forehead, your fingers delicately adjusting his bangs apart from his face that is already dry after some minutes and then you lean back.

"why.. are you asking this?" with a warm tone, you genuily ask, "are you ok?"

"yeah..." with a tiny smile, "I just really wanted to hear it." he leaves a slow little kiss to your cheek, "that's all." and flashes his heartthrob smile at you back again.

ㅡhis hands run through your legs up to your waist, holding you tight. "I love you so much.."

his eyes keep having this intense gaze at you as if he was absorbing all of your beautiful, unique features. he always looked at you with such.. adoreness but tonight it really did feel different from all those times.

"did you know that?"

and that makes you giggle like a school girl. "yes.." you look at him through your eyelashes, feeling shy for some reason.

you softly cup his face and his lips form a pout. "Is that it..?" you softly grin at him squinting your eyes which makes him laugh, showing his oh-so-gorgeous dimples. "yeap" he says cutely.

his sad-boy-completely-lost-in-love-mood lifting up into a energetic, brighter one and of course.. sensual.

"again... just to make sure... are you ok baby?" you give a quick light kiss and he takes your hands placed around his face, putting them down towards his chest.

"I want you to ride me tonight."

you gulp but quickly fix your posture. "huh?"

"you heard me." he smirks.

"suddenly?"

"what really is 'sudden' to our relationship anyways.."

you punch his shoulder, chuckling.

"are you for real?"

"yeah. why wouldn't I want that?" there's that little grin..

"aren't I.. yours?"

...and here we go.

HELL.

28273 proof of you being extremely down for him. how does his words can literally make your pussy jump?? because you literally felt It jump. It was just.. so fucking ridiculous.

"you've never asked me to ride you like this-"

"and?"

"we are in the living room and these 'dooors'?" you point out with your fingers, "are literally glass anyone could see us plus, bam-"

jungkook does a big laugh. head tilting back and everything. you just watch him with a smile on your face being fake "offended".

"what?" you complain.

"are you really talking about people seeing us?" his eyes smiling to you.

"you?" with a crooked smile, he pulls you closer.

"like you even care..?" then purrs. lips close but barely touching yours. his hands making their way to slide beneath your shirt touching your skin.

"bam can go to sleep with me just saying 'house' but you?" his lips give a trace of small, wet kisses to your neck, following up to your ear.

"...you can be a good girl for me and ride my dick 'cause I'm hard, want you so fucking badㅡand because I'm sleepy. plus, lazy to move." then a smirk draws his face. "but that doesn't mean I don't wish to fucking destroy you right now."

you gasp at his words. legs trying to close above his legs in order to get some sort of friction... to say you weren't fucking horny was a fucking lie. you could literally feel the way your underwear was already sticking through the fabric, running down through your slit. embarrasing. just embarrasing how just words could get you like this.

"hmm you didn't had to say all that.. fuck" your voice muttering while your hips move back and forth closer to his clothed and very much visible bulge.

"see how I get you so easily turned on?" he grins but it only makes you roll your eyes as a respond. he was so cocky and annoying.

then he suddenly, "bam.. house." and bam immediately follows. bam sure has the best and hottest fucking daddy trainer.

"...and if we talk about yoongi.." you moan while subconsciously biting your lips and he smiles.

"oh? does he really turns you on that much?"

he guides your hips grinding harder on him, making you whimper once more.

"hm?" his eyes linger on your face. "look at you.." he sighs.

"fucking ridiculous." his teeth caught his lower lip.

"should I be jealous?" then a palm marks your right ass cheek. he spanked you.

"should I?" he does it again as he doesn't see a respond from you.

"mmhghm- fuck. no"

"no?" his palms fondling your ass now.

"ah- jungkook.. no"

"why not?" then gently gripping your ass.

"because I'm yours." a sob leaving your mouth.

"only mine...?"

you whisper, "fuck.. yeah."

"..you're sure of that?"

spank.

"agh! y-yeah"

"mine only.. hm?"

"...yeah-"

"then I guess you can show me.." palm spanking your ass, "huh?"

"eungh.."

he spanks you once again. "I say. can you show me?"

a bleat leave your lips, "yeah!"

"then act on it baby.." he helps you pull your underwear off. "fucking ride me."

and that's what you do.

hoping on his hard dick, your movements are so needy, desperate and fast for him... nobody could blame you though. it was as clear as water how you could not resist such a man like him and what made all of this funny was how he completely loved the way you were always so eager and all because of his existence. all for him.

ㅡthe fact that he was sleepy given to his relaxing face mask wasn't stopping his brain from thinking how he also couldn't figure out how he laid his eyes and heart into the prettiest girl everㅡso far gone, he can't resist yourself either. both on the same page, his arms hug you tight for a moment, making your hips to stop moving and of course, lost on the moment... you try to keep moving but the way his arms were deliciously pressing down your body and hips to his was way stronger compared to your weak protestㅡIt also made you moan on his ear given to how deep his dick felt inside of you.

"kiss me." he purrs in between your lips and the kiss feel surprisingly.. very tender. he has kissed you like this before but this kiss was like a new type of soft from him. not that you complained though. It feels too good and you could feel all of his emotions through it. almost as if you could just paint it all, the kiss was a big contrast to the way you were fucking him but his hands wandered a lot through your entire body while his tongue made his way into your mouth. you weren't the only one desperate for his touch. It seemed that he craved for yours too, very badlyㅡso your hands take their way to travel up to his strong muscled arms.

your bodies were so close to each other but even that didn't seemed to be enough. you both craved for more, needed more. so your lips wanderer through his jaw, cheeks, neck while kissing and oh boy, how much was he enjoying your warm embrace and kisses. It felt like home for him. something he could never match with somebody else than you. jungkook just looked at you in awe. too far gone, too way in love. a fallen soldier at this point and you weren't even left behind.

you did noticed how extra sweet he was being tonight and even in this right very moment... he was being so delicate. extremely, you must say. he always is but, man.. was it something about tonight and the way his eyes lingered on you every time.

"you're alright babe?" you pant between his lips, keeping eye contact. foreheads stuck to one another.

"I'm excellent." a soft smile lights up his face and damn, does he looks so sexy right now extremely aroused that it makes you do a quiet giggle.

"you're so horny today..."

"yeah and you're fucking wet, what's next?" he says brushing your lips to hisㅡfingers going down your pussy to confirm his statement and you are so wet. It gets him so turn on.

"ffuck" you hiss.

"you think I dont know?" he bites his lips looking down on you.

"is this for yoongi or me?" he grunts and your head hides on his neck while you grind deep on him.

"ffuck- princess, I fucking sa-"

"you." your tone determinated.

"is that the truth?" he pulls you deeper on him.

"shit! y-yes babe-"

"look at me" his voice demanding.

you intensely lock eyes. "..yes."

satisfied, his fingers go back down, "yeah you're so fucking wet," he places a warm, hot kiss to your lips.

"now can you please move for me?"

"eung-"

"noㅡ" quickly correcting himself, he changes his mind.

"can my pretty girl touch herself for me? "

and there's that stupid sexy smirk of his..

"t-touch.. myself?" you did not expected that.

"yeah baby.." one of his hands slowly travel down to your cunt. fingers teasing your clit flicking it.

"or does that makes you shy?"

he's mocking you right now. you could tell by the way he's looking at you. he knows you very well to know how far away from shy you truly are. he just loved to play with you.

so of course that awakened your inner demon. he was daring you.

"fuckㅡI'm not shy."

"then why aren't you showing me... hm?"

he ceases teasing your clit as his eyes maintain a very intense gaze connecting his angular finger to handle your soft lips and you not even think twice ahead of you already licking and tasting yourself on his fingers.

"mhm," with a groan, his voice's deep. "of course you aren't.." the same finger trickles from your lips, jaw to your neck in a straight line.

"a good shy girl wouldn't even get turned on by hearing her boyfriend's friend voice or even let me fuck her in front of them too.." fingertips now lifting your chin up to him.

"...but you did." a slow smile drawing his face.

"you.. my darling,"

lifting you up with his dick still inside of you, you both moan at the sudden movementㅡhe places you on the couch while he seats on the floor. his hands make their way to open your legs leisurely meanwhile your eyes linger on how hard, wet and red his dick was the instant he slipped out of you.

him seating on the floor got you wondering what was on his mind and that made you feel thrilled. It's always something good if you talk about jungkook.

leaning his face closer, he inspects your clit with a grunt, "you're a little demon."

you were swollen from the previous pleasure and he wanted to devour you right in the momentㅡso without a second thought, his tongue introduces your cunt deliciously fast not even giving you time to catch a breath. It felt way too good... and god damn it was he really skilled. he was insanely good flicking it up and down, left and right, fast and slow... everything. he did it all for you and it's like he knew every single trick to make you go crazier by the minute and his fingers played a big part of it too.. so amazing.. you were already going out off head.

"shitㅡI'm gonna come." both hands holding into his soft, silky black hair.

he actually loved everytime you did that. It was a big turn on for him because it meant he was doing an extraordinary job, which is why he booms in between your folds effecting your body to squirmㅡpleasuring you was his biggest and favorite thing to do.

"come on baby." and his tongue moved swiftly on you.

"fuck!"

cumming all over his face, he swallowed it all like a champㅡbut you wanted more.

not completely satiated and eager for more, the image of him, wet bangs, sweaty.. looking already ruined turned you on so much that you automatically started touching yourself and It felt so fucking delicious after all the overstimulation.

maintaining your gaze on him, lips slowly parted dropping little moans here and there... jungkook was stunned by your behaviour, his mouth also mimicking yours, he grin to himself. you were really listening to him so well tonight.

"agh- am I doing it right..baby?" you whimper looking at him through your eyelashes, fingertips moving your clit in circular motions.

"more than right baby.. you're so fucking hot right now."

jungkook lick his lips and he can't help but start bumping his dick. he was so red, so fine, so delicious that you start humping your own hands at such sigh.

"mghm babe.. come fuck me right now hm?"

you mewl sounding desperate but truth is that you feel so horny that even the thought of fucking in public crossed your mind. thinking about getting out of there just to feel the adrenaline rush of being exposed to nature. you just wanted to try it allㅡbut of course you didn't said a word. maybe.. saving it for later.

"I wanted you to do all the work today but fuck.." jungkook's sigh.

"come sit then but fuck, let me feel you please-"

hissing, jungkook takes a step closer teasing your clit with his dick.

"fuck. even this feels so good!" you bleat out of pleasure.

but this wasn't enough for you.

"babe please-please just fuck me, h-how do you want me hm? like this??" suddenly, you jumped out of contact, lost in arousal showing your ass to him. breathing hard trying to calm yourself, but it seemed that your body did not want to listen.

your ass was already inducing on his dick to see how he will react. jungkook couldn't find the words at how needy you were for him right now. you made him feel so wanted that he felt he'll be able to explode if you continued doing thatㅡthe fuck were you so horny for him.. he could not take it.

so he breathes hard.. really hard.

"babe.."

his body draws near your back and one hand makes their way through your shoulder wrapping around your neck. his face siding yours, hot breath touching your neck while his other hand pushed his dick closer to your hole but just enough to have you clenching around his tip. your juices coating him very nicely you move side to side in order to create some sort of friction... but you felt like crying for how bad you wanted to get fucked right now.

"I'm afraid if you keep doing this.." jungkook purrs into your ear while leaving open mouthed kisses through your earlobe. his preview hand now gripping your waist to stop you from rubbing his dick against your clitㅡyou were so wet making a whole mess and he could feel it allㅡmore than he actually would like to, to be honest because It was getting out of hand this time.

"I won't be able to stop myself.. you're insanely wetㅡplease."

..but you keep whining. "so whaaat? then fuck me."

"I might cum right away if I do"

"then fucking cum inside I don't care!"

"baby.." his tone went two tones down sounding more like a warning now..

like the natural eager brat you were, you try to grab his dick from behind in order to place it inside of you but you sadly fail miserably so you get up turning around to seat him back at the sofa.

some people might think it'll be hard to man-handle such a man like jungkook but in reality.. who would've thought a horny jungkook could be so easy to manage while a horny you.. well, it made you be so strong. even questionable sometimes.. which explains why is so easy for you to just push him back into it.

seating down has him manspreading almost instantly, making it easier for you to sit right back into it without a warning. completely fucking him like a horny teenager and jungkook wasn't even trying to stop you. he was enjoying this way too much. way too gone at how easily you dip down on him. the wet noises making the both of you go crazy. Jungkook's neck was red at how hard he was trying not to cum in an instant, which is why he tilts his head back closing his eyes in a way to distract himself from your visuals and each of his arms lay down at the sides gripping the sofa. It got to that point were he could not even touch you. god, he truly felt like a teenager, but is just that he'll want to destroy you if he does. he swore nobody has ever fucked him like you do. he wanted to cum so bad and you were going so hard on him feeling extremely tight and delicious for him to ever stop.

"ugjm s-so ffucking good"

your moans were all over the place and jungkook was wheezing way too hard. his moans becoming very loud too. the wet whirr sounds making the both of you crazier. bodies completely sweaty in contrast to how cold the room felt just a few minutes ago. you were so wet jungkook could feel it running down his thighs now. you both never wanted this to end it was way too fucking good for it to end.

"shit, I feel so fucking good.." jungkook rasp, lips ghosting your lips.

"me too baby."

jungkook's hands grabs your waist to slow your pace on him. he wanted you to go deep.

"fuck.. just like that baby... so deep" he moaned against your neck while your hips moved back and forth in a very slow, deadly speed. his mouth slide down your chest over your breast and nipples, placing sensual kisses all over it. making you arch your back.

"shit- you're so good to me" you yelp.

his kisses were getting the best of you. his lips feeling so warm taking place at the very center of your chest, hands feeling your body up.

"you're the best girl to me.."

moaning between your chest, he was now giving kisses to every part of your body. he wanted to savour you, feel you all. his tongue toying with your nipples, sucking on them making you scream. his arms warm in your body squeezing you hard enough to feel so delicious sliding up and down your back. your ass, legs, thighs every now and then too. you wanted him all for yourself and he wanted the exact same.

but then.. he starts thrusting his hips up at the same pace.

"fuck.. baby-" a whimper leaving your mouth, "I don't want this to ever end"

the palm of your hands guide themselves seducing his shoulders. your walls felt really warm and he could feel you tighten up a bit more for himㅡyour hips start following his rhythm sliding up and down slowly but surely.

this was torture, but the both of you were masochists. it was clearly obvious for the way you teased each other until somebody gave up. suffering together but out of pleasure. it was just something about it being so good that you both couldn't find the way to make the pleasure stop. the arousal to stop.. to make the very hot and warm feeling into an end. you both couldn't find a way to end it all. both knew that if you did, then you'll be fucking the entire night given to this passioned burn inside of you and to be honest even if you both ended this moment right now.. it was impossible for you two to not want this to continue. like dogs in heat, you both were like two horny teenagers in need. extremely horny for each other, eager for each other... there was no escapeㅡnot even a long relationship could stop the fire between you. some people say you must be really made for each other for that and you both couldn't agree more. It felt like that for you too.

"I love you so much." locking eyes into each other, you blurb the words making him flash a warm smile. "I love you so much more." he whispers brushing his nose into yours, giving a mellow kiss to your lips in which have you both smiling through it allㅡbut then you both break the kiss to catch some air.

"now.." flirty biting your lips, you begin to move your hips once again repeating the same tortuous slow pace back and forth, going deeper on him. "would you fuck me like you meant it?" a grin to your face and he smirks.

jungkook also bites his lips gazing at you. eyes lidded and full of pleasure, both hands remain on the side of your hips. "is that what you really want?"

"euggn" your throat leaving a little hum out of your lips, pouting at him. he smiles with his lips trapped between his teeth.

then he raises your body still on him, standing up. legs wrapped around his tiny waist but very muscular body, your arms wrap around his neck for more support. then without thinking, he starts thrusting his dick into you a few times fucking you while standing. strong arms carrying your body... this is different in a good way.

"ffuck" making you moan but that's not what's on his mind.

so he seats back down on the sofa, laying side ways guiding you towards him, facing him. he tangles your arms to his body into a hug to make you not fall just in caseㅡthen he takes one of your legs putting it side ways encircling his waist for more access, quickly taking his dick shoving it down to your entrance with a powerful thrust making you scream. he fucks you between big paused sequenced hard thrusts. he was so delicious.

"Is this what you wanted?" he moans sonorous to you, lips plastered on the top of your head and the almighty sex noises are making your head spin.

"eungg- fuckㅡI t-thought you'll go h-harder on m-me" you tease him despite not being able to talk. you already feel like breaking but you also loved to provoke him.

he doesn't say anything but just smirk to himself, tongue marking his cheek at the side and he starts fucking you in a inhuman speed.

"Ah! f-fuck!"

"wasn't this what you wanted hm? little whore?"

and that's when you knew he was insanely turned on. he only called you names when he was already out of it.

"fucking slut loves when I fuck her hard hm?" the noises.. you could not take it anymore. so wet and he was way too deep and rich.

"agh! yesㅡfuck. fuck!"

"hm? you love it don't you?" then he slaps your ass.

"yes daddy I fucking love it"

"does that really makes you horny huh?" gosh, he started to sound like a psycho but in the hottest way.

"mngh yesnm g-give it to mme, fuck"

"so fucking horny" a palm slaps your ass, gripping on it. "and fffucking mine." jungkook said in between choppy breaths. he swore he was about to come but little did he know, you too.

"I love when you f-fuck me ssso bad" moaning to his neck, you say. but you can barely talk. he's so going so bad.

"sshit- this tight little cunt is squeezing me so h-hard baby.." he slowed his pace to go deep. "do you want to cum.. hm?"

how could he sound endearing right now? is that little "hm?" that made you tighten your walls on his dick. he sounded cute but so needy each time.. fuck.

"I said.." he pumps up harder on you, big watery noises filling the room. "do you want to cum?" he looks back down on you.

"y-yess, fuck. yes."

he chuckles, "fucking demon, a good girl like you deserves a reward don't you think?"

without saying anything else, he goes beast mode on you, even making himself be a whimpering whiny mess just like you.

"fucking mine, this pussy is mine only"

he goes so fast on you that it made you crazy everytime he tricked you into stopping just to give you hard excellent choppy thrustsㅡmaking you cum all over him.

as the second time in this vacation, you told him to cum inside which he was more eager to do so. good thing you were taking care of yourself or else you don't know what to do if you didn't felt the warm spills of him cumming inside of you. It felt so rich every time, but you only did it because it was him.. you don't see yourself doing it for anyone else.

"you still want to talk about yoongi?"

after laying there for a few minutes cleaning yourselves, jungkook teases you once again.

"you're annoying did you know that?"

jungkook laughs, "whyy? didn't you wanted to talk about it?"

"I think we already spoke about it."

"hm.. no we didn't? we just fucke-"

"...and that's enough." you interrupt him.

but he teases you once again, "you'll like to fuck again in front of him don't you?"

"jungkook!!"

"what!!"

"never. again." you say while entering the bedroom. which has him following behind you.

"that's what you say now.." he mumbles more to himself.

"I heard that!"

"I know." he grins. "wouldn't you want a twoㅡhoney?" he embraces his arms around your waist when you were about to lay down on the bed.

"stop teasing me.." you blurb to him, "yes I liked it but, there will never be someone like you."

"like me huh?" he purrs to your neck.

"yes like you. now let me sleep." you take his arms off you. you know his tactics by now.

but he just laughs.

"you're so cute." he softly says walking around the bed to match your position. "can't wait for what we'll do tomorrow." he hugs your back, big spoon.

"me too." you smile through your closed eyelids.

"yeah.. but you know what i mean right?" he teases again.

and you sigh, "you're such a pervert, do you know that?"

"mhm nope" he says while planting a playful kiss to your shoulder. "can you explain?"

"no. I'm sleeping right now."

"but you're talking to me?"

and with that you ignore him for good. he just smiles to himself once more hugging you tight and oh.. what would he do without you.

[h2bakugou]

4k special | WAP dance reactions

a/n: it’s here! the big moment!! (edit 9.12.2020 - requests are closed and will reopen again soon!)

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thank you for 4,000 followers, and as of editing, we’re at 4.3k, it’s insane, thank you so much, i love writing, and your support is what makes it possible. here’s to more in the future. thank you for all your love and support <3

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dance credits go to @/ besperon on tiktok!

all characters aged up 18+ au!!

headcanon: them reacting to their s/o doing the wap dance

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, suggestive themes, fluff, no smut but 16+

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katsuki bakugou

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Before you even start the dance, you’re pumping yourself up. The song is playing, and you’ve just decided you’ll dance to the part when it gets to it.

You practiced hard enough, and you had a few injuries but now you were ready.

Bakugou’s watching you closely. This song was very interesting to him.

All of the analogies in the song are shocking him the more he listens to it. It’s kind of groovy though.

Bakugou’s waiting, and as he reaches for his phone the ending hook comes and he’s frozen as you kick your leg up and begin to dance.

He watches as you bounce back in forth, your curves moving to the music.

He’s shocked by the way you move, he’s never seen you do anything like that before. But he’d certainly like to see you do it again.

“What was that?” Bakugou smirks. You catch your breath and stand up, smiling.

“The new dance I learned, did you like it?” You question, walking over to him.

“Oh I loved it.” Bakugou smirked. You rolled your eyes and sat down on his lap.

“Glad you enjoyed it.” 

“Could you teach me how to do it?” Bakugou’s eyes were speaking for him, you knew exactly what he meant, but before you’d show him the dance privately, you’d worked his ass out and had him learn the dance.

He nailed it-

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shoto todoroki

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You’ve been practicing this dance for about a week or two now. And you were so excited to see Todoroki’s reaction of it.

“Hey Sho?” You call for your boyfriend and he emerges from his room. You were at his house, and thankfully there was plenty of space for you to do said dance.

“Yes baby?” He asks, standing in the doorway of the large studio you’d been warming up in.

“I have a dance I’d like for you to see me do.” You smile innocently.

“Alright.”

You begin to play the music, just before it gets to the part you’ll be dancing too and Todoroki’s face is already red.

And when the beat drops, you’re kicking your leg up and dropping down to the floor, popping your ass out and going at it.

Todoroki is entranced as he watches you, completely mesmerized by how you’re moving.

It’s so beautiful.

When you get to the split, Todoroki’s eyes widen as you move. He’s blown away.

“That was amazing.” Todoroki compliments. It was hot.

“I’m glad you liked it.” You whisper to him, pecking his cheek as his face reddens even more.

“Hey wait.” Todoroki grips your wrist and looks down. 

“Do you have a few minutes?”

“Do you want a private dance lesson?”

“Yes.” Todoroki whispers.

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izuku midoriya

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Be prepared. Because Izuku is going to be a blushing mess before and after.

You’ve practiced, and he’s heard the song you practiced too. It was all over social media and he accidentally interrupted you while you were practicing.

But you shooed him out and finished up alone without any interruptions.

Deku can be a shy boy but he can also be dominant. A true switch.

“You ready?” You ask as Izuku sits down on the couch nervously. He nods and relaxes, sitting back into the dark green sofa.

The music starts and you sway your hips, waiting for the beat to drop, and when it does, you do too.

Izuku’s eyes are glued to you as you kick your leg up and land on the floor, throwing your ass out and following the routine.

Midoriya’s cheeks flush red as he watches, but he can certainly tell how hard it must’ve been to learn the dance, let alone how badass it was as well.

When you finish the dance, you bow and smile at Izuku, who’s trying his best to contain his excitement and fluster.

“That was amazing!” He was proud of you. He knows how hard training can be.

“Did you like it?” You questioned innocently, striding over to him on the couch, taking a seat on his lap.

“I loved it! You did great!” Deku beamed, no longer trying to hide his blushing face.

“There’s a lyric, in this song...”

“Yeah?” Deku’s hands rest on your hips.

“I think I’d like to spell my name out for you sometime.”

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denki kaminari

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Horny. Jail.

If anyone knows this song, it’s Kaminari. He knows it word for word, and it’s probably one of his most played songs at the moment. Not for its lyrics, but because he genuinely finds it pretty groovy.

He also finds the ‘touch that little dangly dang that swing in the back of my throat’ part funny.

He’s probably also seen the dance a few times, he’s woke when it comes to tik tok culture.

So when he overhears you practicing the dance, he’s very curious.

“Whatcha doin’?” He peaks his head into the room and you quickly snap out of the position you were in.

“Nothing! Go!” You shoo him away with a smile, closing the door so you can finish practicing.

Kaminari has an idea of what’s going on.

So when you perform the dance for him, he’s aware and he knows what he’s expecting, but at the same time, he did not expect it at all.

The way your body moved and flowed with the music, you looked good, really fucking good.

“Shit.” Kaminari cursed, biting his bottom lip as you brought your leg back around, bouncing into the final split as you bounced up and down.

Kaminari’s never really seen you move like that before, but he knows now that he loves every second of it.

“What’d you think?” You ask, stepping over to him.

“I-It was good.” Kaminari had drool leaking from his mouth as he stared at you, his entire body threatening to short circuit.

“I’m glad you liked it.” You lean down and kiss his cheek, knowing that he was going to be smitten for you even harder.

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eijiro kirishima

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He’s heard the song maybe once or twice thanks to Kaminari. He likes the song and thinks it’s actually pretty good.

He doesn’t know there’s a dance for it, and he certainly doesn’t know that you’re practicing it.

So when you bring him into your bedroom and sit him down on the bedroom, he’s a little confused.

And when you start dancing, his faces turns a shade of crimson, very similar to the one he dyes his hair.

Your body moves swiftly, and Kirishima’s eyes never seem to leave you as he watches you dance.

From the way you move your hips, to the point of your toes as you kick into the split.

Watching you do something like that is impressive, Kirishima is impressed.

“Wow.” Kirishima utters as you rise to your feet, clapping your hands together with a big grin on your lips.

“Did you like it?” You question, excitement bubbling inside you. It’d taken hours, probably close to a few days in fact, of practice to nail it. And it was well worth it.

You felt sexy, and validated, and strong, and badass.

“I loved it. You did amazing.” Kirishima smiles, trying to ignore the heat on his face.

“You’re blushing Kiri.” You comment, teasing the red-head as you walk over to him.

“I’m not! I’m just...”

“Being manly. I know.” You kiss his cheek and sit on his lap, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

“Are you tired?” Kirishima asked quietly, his large hands resting on your hips.

“Why? Do you have something in mind?”

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tamaki amajiki

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Tamaki is flustered just being around you. He’s a nervous kind of guy, granted he can swallow his nerves when he needs too, but generally speaking, he’s gonna be a blushing mess when you mention even holding hands.

It’s no surprise what this song does to him.

Between the loss of words, and the sheer heat that radiates off of the bright blush on his cheeks, he’s flustered.

Even more so when you begin to dance.

It’s not like he’s embarrassed of sex, or songs that mention it, he just happens to get flustered easily.

Especially when you dance. 

And you dance well.

He’s battling watching you or looking away and not trying to imagine the dance as anything more than a dance. It’s hard, but you wanted him to watch you. Why should he feel bad?

“B-bunny.” He stutters quietly as you transition into the split, popping your hips out, bouncing off the ground.

When the music fades out, he covers his face to hide the enormous blush on his cheeks.

“Awe, Tama-”

“Bunny. T-That was so beautiful.” He stutters, peeking through his fingers to look at you as you approach him.

“Thank you. Are you alright, your face is really red.” You peel his hands away and get close to his face, admiring your boyfriend up close.

“I-I’m fine. J-Just a little hot.” Tamaki gushes, looking away quickly.

“You don’t have to be so flustered about it, I wanted you to see me dance! It’s okay Tamaki.” You kiss his cheek and hold his hands, earning his gaze.

“Bunny.” Tamaki pulls you on top of him and you laugh at him for a second before admiring him even closer.

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mirio togata

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Ass man ass man ass man.

He literally sticks his ass out of a bush and you’re gonna tell me he isn’t-

He’s sold the second he hears the song, he already knows what’s about to happen because he’s kind of into the whole tiktok thing.

He watches in antcipation as the song plays, waiting for the moment you drop to the floor.

And he’s so into it. He’s grinning like an idiot, practically drooling over you as your hips move in ways he’d only ever imagined them to move.

More so, when you do the splits, he’s curious about how long you can do them for.

And when it’s over, he’s clapping.

“That was amazing, I had no clue you could move like that.” Mirio hus as you walk over to him.

“I’ve been practicing. I’m glad you liked it!” You smile, giving hin a short hug.

“Could I see those moves again sometime?” Mirio asks cheekily. You giggle and sigh.

“I guess I could teach you a little about them.”

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hawks/keigo takami

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This motherfucker.

He knew from day one what you were going to do. Just from hearing the song a little more often from your shared room, and the denial of him entering said room while it was playing-he caught on really quick.

So he did a little research.

And after watching a few videos of people dancing to it, he couldn’t fucking wait.

To see you do those moves? To see you move like that? Oh god he was foaming at the mouth.

He’d purposely try and spy on you while you were practicing, even daring to peep in from the window by flying outside of it.

But at the same time, he wanted it to be a surprise. He’d catch himself in the act of trying to watch you practice and he’d curse himself for being so impatient. Being patient was going to make the final experience even better.

And oh how happy he was to have waited.

Watching you pop your ass and move your hips, laying on the floor and bouncing your ass upward and even doing a split.

He was impressed.

And he was even more so, very intrigued.

“You gonna put all that training to use, Babybird?” Hawks’ sly smile and relaxed position on the couch made the comment that much more sensual.

With his arms stretched out over the tops of the cushions, and his legs pointed outward, you crawled and sat right between them, gazing up at him with bright eyes.

“You’d be lucky if I even let you sleep in the same bed with me tonight, horny ass.”

“Hey- I’m not even in season yet!”

“Shut it bird brain! You can test them out for yourself!” You joked as you got up, walking away from the winged man.

“Oh Babybird, you have no idea.”

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dabi

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Much like Hawks, this bastard is way too horny to not know what the fuck is going on when he hears the song WAP playing.

Even more when you practically beat his ass for barging into your apartment without knocking.

“I’m busy! What do you want?” You ask as you push him out of your bedroom, into the hallway toward the front door.

“I’m just checking in on my baby. Is that illegal?”

“Dabi, you’re literally a criminal-”

“A criminal of love baby.”

“Get out. I’ll text you if I need you dumbass.”

Back to practice, it’s tricky. The dance is very fast-paced, but you nail it. after way too many ice-packs and ‘fucking shit’s said later, you have mastered the WAP dance.

Around ten minutes after a ‘come over’ text, Dabi arrives to your apartment.

With candles set out, awaiting Dabi’s blue flames to light them and set the mood, you’re dressed simply in one of Dabi’s favorite outfits.

“Oh baby.”

“Light the candles and sit down.”

With no further questions, Dabi does as he’s told and takes a seat on the couch which he quickly notices is pushed back further than it usually is. Come to notice even more, most of your living room furniture is moved out of the way entirely.

When the music begins, you begin to dance as well, not wasting a second as the lyrics float into Dabi’s ears.

Watching your hips and your ass, Dabi is clearly interested in what you’re serving him. You look good too, but when you move like that, of course he’s going to be a drooling mess.

In a less sexual way, he’s impressed with your moves, he knows training is a big step to anything, so he wonders how hard you worked, and for how long, it took you to master this dance.

“Come here baby.” Dabi ushers for you to come to him with his pointer and middle finger after you finish dancing.

You take a seat on his lap and smile.

“We’ve already set the mood, why not continue? You could give me a private lesson on those moves you just did.”

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overhaul/kai chisaki

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He has no clue what you’re doing. You asked if you could show him something and now he’s in a room alone with you.

You’re setting up some music and he can’t keep his eyes off of you and the way you’re dressed. He was thankful he was alone in the room with you or he might’ve had to tell people to step out.

You were his angel after all, not anyone else’s.

When the music starts, his the tips of his ears begin to burn bright red. This music is raunchy and sexy, but he likes it. It’s got a good tune, and it’s empowering, and then he sees you.

You’re swaying your hips to the music until a certain point and you drop to the floor, popping your ass and grinding against the floor, dancing to the music erotically.

He’s impressed. Not as much that you’re dnacing on the somewhat dirty floor, but he’s impressed nonetheless.

“Angel, that was riveting.” Chisaki comments, his arms crossed over his chest. He can feel his pans becoming tight but he decides to ignore it.

“So did you like it? I worked extra hard on it.” You look so innocent as you approach him, your pink lips pursed and begging to be kissed as you stand in front of him.

“I loved it.” Chisaki nods, a smile rests on his lips under his mask unable to be seen.

“I could show it to you again up close if you’d like.” You hint at something a little more physcial which only stirs Chisaki more.

“That sounds like a good idea, angel.”

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tomura shigaraki

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I’m not sure if Tomura is a big tik tok guy. He’s into video games, and probably graphic novels too, but depending on his fyp, he probably won’t even get close to hearing the WAP song or know anything about the dance.

That being said, he’s gonna get annoyed if he hears “now from the top, make it drop’ one more time.

Currently wishing he could grip a sound wave and decay it.

But, when you pull him away from a video game, or say a meeting with league and sit him down in a chair in a dark room with some rather unpleasant lighting, maybe just enough to illuminate the two of you and nothing else, he’s confused, but also very interested in what you’re about to do.

And there’s that stupid line- ‘now from the top,’ and- you’re dancing.

His crimson eyes lock onto your figure as you dance, the growing urge to turn the music off suddenly dies as he watches you bounce and pop your hips.

The way your body moves, he’s addicted. Like you’re administering some sort of drug, he can’t look away.

When you lay on the ground and roll onto your back, spreading your legs as you roll into a crawl and then into split and continue to bounce your ass, he’s completely speechless.

The very definition of no thoughts, head empty.

And the aftermath of it all.

forget whatever the fuck he was doing before, forget the grudge he was holding against the lyric’ now from the top, make it drop’, forget the terrible lighting, he’s getting down to the bottom of whatever you just did.

“What was that?” Shigaraki ask, his hands daring to scratch at his neck.

“Did you like it?” You ask, batting your eyes at your flustered yet confused boyfriend.

“I liked it yes.” He mumbles, looking at you from the chair, you’re still sitting on the ground as he stands and walks over to you.

“You’re really flexible. Why didn’t you tell me that before?” He towers over you before squatting to your height.

“Meet me in my room in ten minutes.” He whispers.

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eraserhead/shota aizawa

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A man addicted to black coffee and funny cat videos on youtube has no knowledge of WAP or it’s current dance craze on tik tok. But do not let that discourage you.

After hearing the song a few times while you practice your dance, unbeknownst to him, of course, he might get a little curious.

You’re being secretive and it leads him to do a little research. Simply typing in a few lyrics, he finds the song and the dance shortly after.

He’s more or less very interested in what you might have to be doing. Because if you’re learning this dance, he might not know what to do with himself.

Sure enough, you come striding out of your shared room one day, wearing something cute for Aizawa.

“Got a minute?” You ask, pulling him away from grading papers. 

Sitting him on the couch, you step back and turn on the song, smiling as he watches you.

And watch you he does. From the second you kick your leg up, to the second you bounce your ass the last time, ending the dance.

His eyes never leave you. The way you crawl, the way you lay on the floor and pop your hips up, he’s not the least bit uninterested.

“Where’d you learn all that Kitty?” He asks, folding his arms over his chest, his long raven hair parted to watch you even better.

“From the internet. Why? Curious to learn it too?” You tease, crawling over to him.

“Only if you teach me.” He says slyly.

“You’re supposed to do the teaching not me.” You smile up at him.

“Is that how you want to play?” Aizawa smirks and crosses his leg, cutting you off from crawling between his legs.

“You tell me, Kitty cat.”

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masterlist

[arctichotch]

spencer reid x gn!reader fluff alphabet

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A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

there is not a single thing about you that spencer doesn’t adore about you tbh but he loves how you love him if that makes sense?? he loves that you’re like one of the first people in his life that he’s met that actually listen to him and don’t interrupt him when he starts spewing information out

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

he loves your lips tbh he just likes to kiss them and then when you’re not kissing he likes to think about kissing you

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

this man is a mad man for cuddling. he’s like a cuddle addict. any way he can have you securely in his arms is what he likes. but he does particularly enjoy having you tucked into his side with his arm around your shoulders and yours around his waist. he thinks this position is perfect.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

he likes to go out to some little hole in the wall restaurant where he knows it will be nice and quiet. then after dinner he likes to take you out for a nice walk where the two of you talk about anything and everything

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

he tries to be as open as possible with you. spencer being spencer has read a lot about relationships and is well aware of how important communication is in a relationship. he couldn’t bare ever losing you so if something is going on he makes an effort to talk to you about it

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

spencer would love kids. he has 100% day dreamed about your future together with little kids running around

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

he loves to give meaningful gifts. he remembers early on into your relationship when you got him a first edition print of a book he had been talking about for months and he remembers how he felt like his heart was going to burst. so he definitely tries to give as much as he can to you. he is a king at birthday gifts.

but to him, gifts have to have some kind of meaning. he’s not a materialistic kind of guy.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

spencer’s hands are *so* big so when you’re holding hands with him his hands completely envelop yours. he likes to always be holding your hands. in the elevator on your way to the bau office? he’s got your hand. walking down the street? he’s got your hand. it makes him feel safe

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

spencer would be a total mess. he’s lost so much and can’t comprehend a world without you in it. so yeah he’s a mess. constantly going over statistics in his mind until someone nearly has to slap him out of his own mind. 

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

if you are shorter than him then he likes to pat you on the head as a joke or hold things above him until you give him a kiss to earn it back.

if you are the same height/taller than him, he likes to sneak up behind you and wrap you in his arms. it always makes you jump a bit but as time has gone on you’ve learned to hear him come.

he also likes to show you his physics magic and wow you with that.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

spencer loves a good spur of the moment kiss. loves to kiss you on the jet when no one else has arrived yet. loves to kiss you just as the elevator doors are about to open. he just loves kissing you. it’s like he needs it as much as he needs to breathe.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

everything spencer does is with his love for you in his mind. dangerous unsub? he will make an effort to keep an eye on you even more than usual. he loves to show you things from his childhood like books he liked to read. he loves making dinner for you and surprising you with things like that.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

probably one of your few days off from work when you were both in his apartment cuddled on the couch. you watching tv or reading and him reading a book. he remembers in that moment feeling like everything in his life had finally come together.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

losing you. spencer is no stranger to loss but to lose you? he doesn’t think he could ever recover from that

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

well... i mean it’s spencer. the man is made up of perfect quirks. but probably how excited he gets when reciting one of the numerous facts he has in his big brain.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

he calls you by your nickname for the most part but he also sometimes comes up with random nicknames of cute things he sees. like that one week when all he did was call you duck.

you call him spence or babe which always makes him blush.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

he loves reading with you. on the couch or in bed in one of your apartments. could be different books or the same one, either way he loves it. if you’re sharing a book, he obviously reads the page a lot faster than you and in that time while he’s waiting to change the page he loves to watch you. he just loves you.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

falling in love by cigarettes after sex

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

as i said in ‘Emotions,’ spencer tries to be as open as possible with you. he doesn’t like secrets because he knows they only lead to negative outcomes.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

it took a good while for you both to realise that there were feelings there that were more than just best friends. it seems everyone else knew before you. and when you both finally did realise there were feelings there, it took another while before you actually acted on them

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

spencer being spencer notices immediately when you feel upset. the smallest things let him know. and he hates it. he never wants you to feel sad so he will do anything he can to help you feel better. a favourite of his is to run you a nice, hot bath and make your favourite dinner. then spend the evening cuddling together. he’ll always try to get you to talk through whatever upset you.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

spencer is quite modest for a genius. he doesn’t like to flaunt how smart he is, or how young he was getting into the FBI. the only thing he ever shows off is his knowledge of everything but you don’t even think he realises when he does it.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

he’d fight for you and with you any day. for the rest of your lives together.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

spencer can tell when the slightest things is off with you and he can tell when you are feeling positive. he just knows you so well. he has known you for ages and is very in tune with your feelings.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

i think he would be nervous which would lead to him spouting off different facts about marriage. “did you know 50% of marriages end in divorce?” and you’ll laugh because where did that come from? then he pulls out a ring. “wanna be in the other 50% with me?”

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

you. just simply being in your presence makes him feel calm. he feels his heart rate slow and his mind calm down. you are all he needs to feel calm and relaxed.

[speedystarshine]

Requests!! Status/fandoms I write for:

➛Status is: Open!

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Fandoms I write for:

A

➛Adventure time

➛Amphibia

➛Any FNF mod/FNF

B

➛Blueycapsules

➛Bugsnax

C

➛ Cookie Run

D

➛Deltarune

➛Dialtown

E

➛Escape the night

F

➛Five Nights at Freddy's

G

➛Gravity Falls

➛Gremlins

H

➛Happy Tree Friends

➛Hazbin Hotel

➛Helluva Boss

➛Hermitcraft

J

➛Jurassic Park/World (all media types)

L

➛Lego Monkie Kid

M

➛Markiplier Egos

➛Matpat Egos

➛Minecraft Canon Characters

➛Minecraft Youtubers

➛Minecraft: Story Mode

➛Moomin

O

➛My Little Pony

N

➛Nope

➛Over The Garden Wall

P

➛Portal 2

S

➛Sally Face

➛Sander Sides

➛South Park

➛Star vs The Forces of Evil

➛Steven Universe

➛Stranger things

➛ Subway Surfers

➛Scream

➛Spooky Month (Sr Pelo)

➛Stardew Valley

T

➛Team Fortress 2

➛The Mandela Catalogue

➛The Owl House

➛The Stanley Parable

U

➛ Undertale

People: (these are ppl from the fandom list above)

People/Fandoms I don’t write for

(Side note for the ppl like me out there who over-analyze everything. I will be able to write any character from any fandom written above, apart from the ones listed in this section.)

-Platonic only for children, and aro/ace. Thank you!

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Other important stuff!

➛ I have the right to reject requests at any time if they make me feel uncomfortable!

➛I do mainly do gn reader, so unless specified I will write gn reader.

➛I’ll do a list of my requests so far so that you don’t have to worry about tumblr eating your ask!

➛This is a yandere blog! Feel the need to pepper that in, lmao.

➛ This is also an xreader blog! I will accept poly/polycules such as readerx(name)x(name), but I wont accept (name)x(name)x(name). I don’t do canon x canon unless its poly with reader, sorry about that.

➛ Sadly, I will not be doing your oc x reader. It can be hard to analyse someone else's character if you don’t have physical media to go by, and can cause a lot of unnecessary stress on the writer. Try writing it yourself if you really want it!/pos

Edit: I do realize that I can off harsh in the above text, but this is just an edit to say that I might might do this in the future.

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That’s all for now, have a good day! <3

[depressing-debbie]

Are you still doing the fluff alphabet? If so, could you do Levi?? Thank you 😘

Absolutely! Fluff alphabet masterlist is here

School may be crashing and burning but at least I’ve got time to write :) lmao

I wrote this at 3 AM and I refuse to edit, so enjoy <3

Fluff Alphabet: Levi

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

I honestly don’t think the activity matters to him. He likes to stay home a lot because it’s easier, and because he feels more comfortable somewhere private. Big fancy dates aren’t super common because he views expensive romantic dinners and such as a cliche that he’s too old and mature for, but if it’s something his s/o would be excited about, he’d be secretly excited to indulge sometimes. He’d also probably enjoy museums and art galleries. But again, for the most part, he just wants to spend time with them, it doesn’t matter where.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Levi’s definitely not an appearance-oriented person. Don’t get me wrong, he thinks his s/o is stunning, and he makes sure they know it. But that’s not what he admires about them, their connection is so much deeper than that. He genuinely sees them for who they are and not what they look like, which is why they’re just so beautiful to him, if that makes sense. 

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

He probably panicked the first time he saw his s/o struggling. He’s not the most in tune with his emotions, so he especially doesn’t know how to help others with this kind of thing. But I feel like his protective instincts would kick in and he would actually be really comforting. Most likely, he’d just sit by his s/o’s side silently and make his presence known until they were feeling well enough to talk. At which point he hears them out and offers some advice, of course with the perfect amount of sarcasm and shit jokes to cheer them up a bit. And he’d probably ask them later what they would prefer he do in that situation if it happens again, which of course he would remember in the future.

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

This is a point of internal conflict for Levi, for sure. After everything he’s been through, again, he’s become pretty emotionally closed off. He can’t really depend on anything or anyone staying in his life for too long because they never have. So it would really take a while before Levi can really start to picture his future with his s/o. Even then, he would feel a bit guilty for allowing himself to indulge in those dreams. But at the end of the day, he just dreams about some sort of stability with his s/o some day. He doesn’t really care about the details, he just wants to know that they’re going to be together, and that they can develop some kind of routine and stability that he never really had in the past.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

It’s definitely equal. Levi shares any decision-making with his s/o, and he’d definitely prefer that they do the same, just because that makes their partnership stronger. Because they are very much a team.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Levi does tend to have a bit of a temper, but it’s not something that he would ever want to bring into his relationship. He doesn’t let either of them fight over something petty just because it’s not worth it. And with a more serious disagreement, he’d try hard to start a genuine discussion about it. Things happen, though, so they obviously get in fights sometimes. Levi can be kind of rude when he gets really frustrated, which is why he tries to avoid it. But he’d never actually say something to hurt his s/o, even when they’re both upset. Usually, even the rare argument calms down enough to be settled rationally.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He is so incredibly grateful for his s/o; he sees and appreciates everything they do for him, and he makes sure it’s known. Explicitly saying something like that makes him a bit uncomfortable, so he finds other ways to silently show his gratitude. He makes sure his s/o’s favorite mug is always clean, and he makes them his favorite blend of tea whenever he sees that they’re stressed out. Just little things that he does to make sure they know he’s thinking about them.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

There are pretty much no secrets in the relationship. The past is a little complicated; there are a few stories that Levi probably will never be able to share (or at least, it will take a very long time), and his s/o is more than entitled to keep secrets about their past that they just cannot share. But other than that, it’s an open book. Levi wouldn’t see any reason to lie about most things, unless it’s about keeping his s/o safe, and it would make him really uncomfortable to know that his s/o keeps secrets. Not that there are no boundaries, it’s just that he wouldn’t want to pour his heart out and be vulnerable just to find out that the other person doesn’t trust him as much.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

I think Levi’s s/o probably helps him a lot, actually. He’s been emotionally closed off for a long time, and being in a relationship with trust and a deep connection would help him to open up a bit and be more vulnerable. He also just lets himself be a bit happier and more optimistic with his s/o, so his life is just a bit easier in general.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He’d never admit it out loud, but he actually does get pretty jealous. It’s mostly just self esteem issues, not a lack of trust at all. He trusts them more than enough to know that they’re not going to secretly abandon him, so of course he’d never make a big deal out of it (although I think it goes without saying that if someone is hitting on his s/o or something in public and they look remotely uncomfortable, he would go absolutely batshit) But, still, sometimes he can’t help feeling sometimes like he’s not enough for them. He tries to hide it, but it’s pretty obvious that he’s sulking when he’s upset, so his s/o would most likely spot it immediately. And all he would really need is a gentle reminder that he IS enough for them.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Alright I’m conflicted on this one. I’m just gonna say it, his first kiss with his s/o was kind of just not that great. He wouldn’t DARE not ask for proper consent, HOWEVER he ended up asking like three times just to make sure it was alright, which made it a teensy bit awkward. Once he finally gave in, he just gave them the teensiest little kiss and that was it for like two weeks. He’s not really great with physical touch so it takes a while for him to get comfortable. His s/o would probably have to take over from there or else they’d never kiss again, but once he gets comfortable, he does fine.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

It’s during something incredibly mundane, probably just a car drive or a regular movie night. He’s going about his day when he realizes he loves them, and he’ll be damned if he’s gonna stew on that knowledge for another two weeks just because he’s too nervous. So in the middle of a movie or just like halfway home from the store, he just blurts out “hey, I love you”. It’s completely by surprise, but it’s not like it’s particularly early or far into the relationship, so it makes sense. From then on, he wouldn’t be the type of person to say it all the time (I mean, come on, his s/o should know by now, it’d just be stupid). But he also wouldn’t hold himself back from saying it when he’s feeling particularly grateful for his s/o one day. And hearing them say it back would definitely make him blush just the slightest bit every time.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Levi would be absolutely terrified to get married. BUT that’s not to say that he wouldn’t want to. It would take some considering, sure, but especially if it’s something he knows his s/o wants, he’s all in. He’d probably propose in a similar way to how he first said he loves them, except at least just a bit more planned out. It wouldn’t be a cliche grand proposal with doves and rose petals and champagne, that would drive him crazy. Most likely, he surprises them with a homemade dinner, sets the table with candles, and hands them the ring. He’d put on a confident face, but he’s panicking for sure. He’s not really a marriage-y person, so he’s not going to be buying those matching couple towels that have like “mr ackerman” and his s/o’s name on them, and he’s most definitely not giving in to those cheesy weird nicknames (”hubby” makes him glare so hard). But he would love the perceived sense of stability, commitment, and routine that go along with marriage.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Just their name, for the most part. Maybe “love” or “sweetheart”, but he always says that most nicknames are just too cliche. I mean, only lovestruck 20 year olds call each other “babe”, and that is most certainly not their relationship. But, honestly he wouldn’t mind if his s/o gave him one of those cheesy names... not that he’d ever let on to that, of course, but if they happen to figure it out one day... he wouldn’t be mad. Mostly he just loves to hear his name in their voice, so they call each other by their names. 

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

The token stoic expression Levi keeps in public isn’t going away just because he’s in love. To an outside eye, absolutely nothing is different. But even in public, his s/o can probably tell. Maybe it’s something about the way his eyes are just slightly warmer, slightly brighter. Maybe it’s because he’s just the slightest bit more willing to talk and hold a conversation when they’re by his side. But when they’re alone, he finally lets down that stone expression, and he’s like a whole different person. It doesn’t happen often, but on days where he’s just absolutely lovestruck, he walks around his house smiling, holding his s/o’s hand, maybe even curling up on the sofa together to nap. On those days, he just kind of lets himself be happy. 

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Levi’s definitely not a fan of PDA. The relationship isn’t a secret by any means, but he’s also not broadcasting it for the entire world to see. The people close to him know, and that’s plenty. He doesn’t like PDA partly because it’s too vulnerable, but also just because it’s kind of gross and unnecessary to him.

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

This man has the best memory of anyone you’ll ever meet. It’s honestly a bit unsettling, but he remembers everything his s/o says, and he’ll find a way to bring it up like months later. Sometimes it’s as simple as remembering their favorite food and bringing it to them when they’re stressed out. But it could even be so crazy as them saying in a random conversation in July that they hate when mashed potatoes aren’t totally mashed, and boom, at Thanksgiving that year, they find him mashing the potatoes a little extra just to make sure. (Don’t ask how I came up with that example, my brain is weird.) His mind is a steel trap, and he uses it to his advantage.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Cliche romance irritates him so much, he avoids it at all costs, so he’s mostly creative in that sense. He has an eye for picking out ways to make his s/o happy, and even though he doesn’t consider himself particularly romantic, he actually really is.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Absolutely! Levi wants nothing more than to help his s/o achieve whatever they’re working towards, and he’s completely supportive. Anything he can do, any help or emotional support he can offer them, he’s more than willing. 

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

I don’t think he’s AGAINST trying new things, but he really just prefers a routine. Again, it makes him happy to have that connection of stability with his s/o, and he feels so much more comfortable knowing he can depend on that.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

He’s very empathetic. He might struggle sometimes with understanding, just because it’s not very likely that he and his s/o have had similar experiences in life, but he knows them like the back of his hand. What he lacks in immediate understanding, he makes up for in conversations about any issues and an ability to read their expressions really really well.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Honestly, if Levi is in a long term relationship with someone, they’re one of the most important parts of his life. He doesn’t make superficial connections, and he especially doesn’t open up to people he doesn’t care deeply about, so it’s safe to say that he values his s/o greatly. 

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He buys his s/o flowers once a week. It’s just a little tradition that makes him happy, and he likes seeing that it makes his s/o happy, so he’s kept it going. If they don’t like flowers, then maybe it’s a little trinket they collect, or a cookie from their favorite bakery. But regardless, he hasn’t missed a week since they’ve been together, it’s really important to him.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

He’s not necessarily an overly affectionate person. There are occasional days where it really just hits him how lucky he is, and he just wants to hold his s/o for a while and not go do anything that day. But for the most part, he’s not clingy in any means, and his s/o would have to initiate most cuddling. He’ll let them know if he’s really not in the mood, but he usually doesn’t mind (because let’s face it he’s a teensy bit touch starved). But yeah, he shows his affection in different ways for the most part.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

It’s not really an issue for him. He’s always been an independent person, so even after he lets himself trust that his s/o isn’t leaving him, he’s not going to be that level of dependent on their presence. He probably would have to fill up his schedule a bit more, though, just so he didn’t have too much down time to get all sad and miss them. He’d also probably clean everything in his sight to calm down until they return.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

He’s zealous for sure, he isn’t about to let go of a relationship that means this much to him just because he wasn’t willing to put in the work. He’d do as much as he could to make it work.