#but i never bragged about it. it wasn't something I was proud of doing. i literally just couldn't help myself and ultimately lied myself

[soapdi-spencer]

Hot take but bragging about how good at lying you are/bragging about how frequently you lie isn't cool or edgy and immediately makes you look like an idiot who I can't trust at all

[mimipolo]

hi darling, how are you?

genuinely thank you so much for writing about Nam-gyu, I love him and it's kind of disappointing to see that there are almost no fics or headcanons about him :(

I am honestly in love with your way of writing (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

I would love and be very grateful if you could write something about Nam-gyu dating a girl who is more shy and quiet

thank you so so nuch

have a great day/night 🤍

Nam-gyu x shy!reader

HIII I'm doing good tysm for asking‼️

You gave me the opportunity to listen to one of my softer playlists while writing this so kudos to u

He's tries his best to be gentle with you, almost too much. Sometimes he mistakes your meekness for also being weak. Yes weak willed but not necessarily a complete push over. You just prefer to keep to your thoughts to yourself. He genuinely admires you for it because he could never tolerate someone talking shit to his face.

Speaking of he's super quick to defend you, any word he believes could offend you( it offended him more) is immediately being damned to hell. He's holding you close to his side as he shouts at the supposed perpetrator.

We all know he's a super yapper when given the chance so he loves being in your company and talking to you, or well, talking at you. More often than not he's being spoken over or whatever he's saying isn't being received but it's so much more different with you. You're happy to sit and do whatever you're doing as he talks your ear off. Sometimes when he says something especially interesting you ask a question and he's already giddy and ready to explain in unnecessary amounts of detail.

Feels like he's the chosen one because you chose him out of all the loud bastards out there to be with. He wants to brag and show you off so badly but he has to physically restrain himself because he knows how much you'd hate having so many people you didn't know have so much information about you. Sometimes slips in a comment or two...or more to Thanos, nothing too crazy.

You understand him better than anyone else, when he's about to go from frustration to anger, then anger to violence. You're that voice of reason just behind him urging him to reconsider what he's about to say or do. At some point he realises he hears your soothing voice coaxing him to calm down when you're not there. Genuinely shudders at the thought because you have that much of an affect on him?? Terrifying.

Sometimes he likes to sit in silence with you, the windows open and it chills the already cool room as his head lays in your lap. You're humming quietly to yourself as you make a mess of his hair and he's content on staring up at you blissfully as you do so.

Takes into consideration you don't usually like PDA so keeps most of it at home. But any threat of someone even hinting at hitting on you he's softly grabbing your hand to pull you away, mean mugging the person the whole time. You hate confrontation at all costs, remembering how you jumped in shock at him just shouting at someone haunts him endlessly. Avoids doing so unless very much called for.

One thing you'll always acknowledge is how much he tries to remember all the little things about you, the effort he puts into making sure you're comfortable noticeable in every interaction. Even if it looks unnatural on him, he swears he's trying.

Guiltiest pleasure is purposefully making you flustered. Loves turning your head up to meet his eyes just for you to snap your head away as you shrink under his gaze. Thinks it's the cutest thing ever. Especially if you take hold of his wrists and tell him to stop it but don't actually push him away.

One thing he always makes sure of is keeping Thanos in check when he's around. It'd honestly be easier just to avoid him all together but the man is anywhere and everywhere. Has elbowed his stomach roughly when he was halfway calling you Senorita. Would do it again gladly. Got teased a lot after for being so protective you, Thanos clapped his back like some proud father as if he wasn't the main culprit.

He's your number one defender. If you have no fans he's legally dead. Supports every small hobby you do, and insists you make something big with it. Just wants to see you excited about something.

He's a snappy guy with a smart mouth so he has to tripple check himself every time he's slightly upset at you. It's not that he means to hurt you with his words he's just a little too creative. But due to your lax nature conflicts occur very rarely, a sense of peace only you could provide him with. Even if you did argue he'd be folding immediately after he's cooled down.

"Don't hate me kay? I didn't mean it."

"Speak to me pretty, ya know I said sorry."

Doesn't let up until you give out a short laugh, signalling his success.

[redeemingvillains]

how mattheo would love you in every love language ♡

G I F T S

Mattheo wasn't proud of where his family money came from; in fact, most people didn't even know he was wealthy as he walked around in frayed robes and old hoodies.

But he l o v e d being able to spoil you.

It wasn't just about how expensive the gifts were...

...I mean some of it was (looking at you, diamond earrings for Christmas, the 16k gold 'M' around your neck, your new Louis Vuitton and the trip to Italy you took over fall break).

But the gifts that meant the most to you had nothing to do with what they cost: his favorite band t-shirt, worn and washed so many times it was heavenly soft, or the playlist he randomly texted you one day with every song that made him think of you.

Better yet were the smallest things that let you know you had been on his mind, like when he grabbed you extra dessert at dinner and brought it to you in the library while you were studying, or the flowers that showed up the morning of your big exam.

This boy lived to shower you every way he knew how.

W O R D S of affirmation

Mattheo is so cheeky and such a goofball, honestly.

He's quick with a joke, and his signature smirk, but he chooses his words very carefully around you and doesn't throw around empty compliments.

So, when he did speak up, you knew it was important.

You craaaveeed his praise and feedback, so when he picked you up for your first date and he didn't immediately say anything about your outfit, you were lowkey devastated.

But when you were walking hand in hand back to the castle after a perfect evening in Hogsmeade and he pulled you into his side and whispered "you are unbelievably gorgeous, I can't keep my eyes off of you" it was so much more sincere and meaningful.

(After that, you were his hook, line + sinker).

Not everything he'd say was about your looks. He would brag about you and gas you up to his friends, complimenting your intelligence, your kindness, your hard work.

"You know YN could have been a model? Yeah, they asked her and she said she wanted to focus on her studies, fucking brains and beauty that one."

And trust this carried over into the bedroom, the one place he went absolutely overboard, whispering every single thing you wanted to hear, knowing how crazy it drove you.

Quality T I M E

Something that was different with Mattheo right from the start is that you were always a priority to him.

Boys asked to hang out when you two already had plans? Too bad.

In big ways and little ways it was like he created moments to spend time together.

He'd go out of his way to walk you to every class, even though it made him late for all of his.

"And miss the chance to show off my girl to the whole school? Pass."

The way he'd lay on your bed as you did your nighttime skincare routine, or join you in the library to study.

(Well, you studied potions and he studied you).

He had a permanent seat next to you at every meal.

He'd only had to shove Pansy, then Draco, then Theo aside so many times before they got the hint, all shifting automatically when he came to join you now.

He would look for literally any excuse to be near you, to be in your orbit.

Acts of S E R V I C E

The way this boy would do literally anything for you. A n y t h i n g.

On anyone else, it would look foolish the way he ran after you like a schoolboy, but he cherished you like his queen.

Putting his jacket over puddles so you didn't have to step on them.

Rushing ahead of you to open every door.

Kneeling down to tie your shoe.

One fifth year once had the audacity to say something about it.

The next day he had a black eye.

Date nights? Organized, sorted, planned.

You basically never had to lift a finger again, you wanted for nothing.

He'd carry your books, really carry anything for you (your bag, your jacket, your wand, your water bottle).

And when he couldn't be there to walk you to class or carry your books, trust there were two Slytherin first years waiting for you to do it for him.

You were Riddle's Princess after all, and everyone knew it

Physical T O U C H

His hands. On you. All. The. Time.

Rubbing your thigh, his fingers tangling in yours or twirling your hair. A hand at your back in the hallways or grasping you firmly to him in larger crowds.

King of Casual Dominance™️

Why would you sit in a chair when his lap is open and waiting for you?

His head on your lap whenever possible so you could run your fingers through his chestnut curls.

And, conversely, not knowing what the fuck to do with his hands when you weren't around; his leg would bounce anxiously, his hands would fidget, messing with his tie, tapping on his desk, fiddling and twitching to feel your soft skin.

Oh and the way this boy kissed you...

In the morning. In the evening. On the stairs. In bed. Before Quidditch practice. In the middle of breakfast. During class. He did not give a single fuck who was around or what the circumstances were.

You're literally standing outside of transfiguration, two feet in front of McGonagall and his lips are warm and running over yours like he's going off to war. "That's enough Mr. Riddle!" her shrill voice would ring out.

(He'd ignore her).

And you'd slip past her a full minute later with rosy cheeks, trying to right your lipgloss, a shy smile on your face as you avoided eye contact with her.

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[no1blacksapphirefan]

Just found your self aware cookies. I love it. How would the ancients react to reader kissing their screen in the little cookie area(where you level them up and such) because this is something I'm a liiiiitle guilty of :3 (you can add the beasts if you want!!)

These requests were rather similar so here’s you go 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ ((TY!! I’m okay :D A5 Black Sapphire coming in my next 10 pull I can feel it in my bones))

Pure Vanilla seems like the type to be so bashful. He's a blushing mess as soon as you look away from the screen. Fixing his outfit, sure the hug isn't as effective due to the barrier of the screen, but he still felt it and the kiss.

As time goes on, methinks he's started thinking about what it would be like to actually kiss you. To actually hug you back without a screen being in the way. He tries to brush this thought off. He can't even get out...is there a way out?

He ignores the stares of other cookies as they see him get this affection from you, ahh he's so lucky to have you favour him so much.

White Lily is surprised when it started, don't get me wrong. She is not complaining. She loves the hugs and blushes a lot when or if you kiss her. But she is still getting used to how affectionate you are towards her despite her past.

She buries her head in her hands to cover up her blush when you first kissed her through the screen, unable to contain herself, and when you leave the game she can't help but smile. It's a nice feeling really, to have someone love you as much as you do, to have someone who doesn't ignore the horrible things she has done but still loves her.

Dark Cacao finds it weird at first. He can feel the hugs and kisses through the screen sure but he isn't too sure what to think when you first started other then...why?

He's scared of affection stop.

Eventually though, after days of you doing this he gets used to it, almost expecting it when you go to his cookie screen. He doesn't smile, well tries not to smile. He doesn't want to freak you out that he knows. He enjoys your affection a lot, it brightens up his day when you do so almost every time.

Golden Cheese As you should/j She loves it, you should do it more often. If she could encourage you to do it more often she would. Oh and she wants to reciprocate so much, but she can't.

She tries her best though, by trying extra harder in arena fights or just in word exploration. She'll win you as many trophies as you want to ensure a high ranking on the leader board. Just for you <33

Hollyberry She wishes there wasn't a screen between the two of you, she is so happy when you first start, to have such affection from you makes her so proud of herself. She doesn't brag to others or anything, or at least not intentionally.

She'll talk to her friends about what you've done with a happy expression. Sometimes she may talk about it too much though...she's just extremely happy to receive these affections from you.

Shadow Milk Huh? You wha- Did you just-

Those run through Shadow Milks head the first time you did it, sure he's always liked your attention on him and enjoyed the silly ways you show it but this...was WAY more direct then others. And you're still oblivious!!

Everytime you do it, he feels like he's gonna turn into mush, he's never felt this loved before. Having someone making him feel like he isn't actually alone and someone is there that cares for him so, it makes him all giddy and smiley. Though he'd rather die than admit that to certain people.

If people try to bring it up, he puts on his facade and brags about it, saying things like "As they should!~" and the sort. But once he's alone he can't help but gently smile, waiting for the next time you do it. Oh he's so excited to meet you one day...

Mystic Flour cherishes your hugs and kisses as if it were an actual physical object. As if they'll disappear. She didn't get it at first, these strange actions you did. It wasn't like she didn't know what it was. She's hugged her friends all the time in the past. Hugged Cloud Haetae before and kissed his forehead when he needed comfort.

But you doing it to her felt...strange. Maybe it was because she's so used to people asking things of her and not often getting thanks for it. She isn't used to you hugging or kissing her. She finds it oddly amusing that you still do it even while thinking she's still some code...because you still like her? Very well, she doesn't have any ill feelings towards your actions, the opposite. She looks forward to it every day, your hugs especially.

Burning Spice at first he disliked it, well he thought he did anyways. He's meant to be the Great Destroyer! Feared by many, you should as well-...oh but the hugs are nice...and the kiss- WHO SAID THAT.

Quickly though he grows to love them, he sees it as high praise for what he's done, especially as you're essentially a higher being. Oh he loves the affections from you, though he prefers the more "odder" ones, this is also something he loves.

He'll make sure to pay it forward as soon as he breaks out, he'll kiss you twice as much!! Hug you harder as well. You make things less boring when you're around after all, have to thank you for making things entertaining.

Black Sapphire oh he loves loves it. Doesn't matter if you do it because perhaps he did a good job in the arena or because you just like him. He appreciates every single little affection you have for him. From the hugs, the tapping to the kisses.

He might...just mayybbeeee broadcast what happened on his radio show, one of the few truths he'll have. He'd love to see some cookies deny this, especially if they knew he was known for his rumours. Others seemingly becoming jealous. He relishes in that, like "Yes, they did actually do that. They love me that much"

Overall, I think it'll slightly boost his ego if you did it, and consistently. His mic watching you as you're on the cookie screen, silently hoping for another hug or kiss

[navillee]

Caleb as a sub - an introduction Pt. I

It's gonna be a long one since I'm giving some background context first, bringing some headcanons about the early stages of mc and Caleb relationship (childhood up to teen years). Part II would be the late teens/adult stage of him as a sub because it makes more sense to explain what exactly lead him to be one.

I would like to start this TED Talk saying that Caleb has all the stars and planets aligned to be the pervert he is;

He had to stand up as a protective figure for you at such young age, that this position on your life it's so deeply engraved as his inside his head, to the point Caleb can't visualize anything other than this possiblity. He can't picture losing that spot for another guy, and that's one the reasons why he acts like a loyal guard dog over you;

It started as a duty and due to his own character it developed out of control as an obsession over the years. From protecting you from the mean kids, so you would only want to spend time with him, to the day he had to go out with his friends to a random party he didn't even wanted to go just to avoid totally snapping to the fact you went out on a silly date with a friend back in highschool;

He felt miserable everytime that happen. Everytime you choose another one over him, Caleb promised to himself he would do better, that he would be better for you. So good that you would never choose another person but him to be by your side. He would be the most courageous, gentle, patient, good a cooking and even do your homeworks. You didn't deserve less than the best;

Oh, and how it felt good when you praised him. When you corrected a friend of yours bragging about the fact that Caleb's actually better at (inserts random hability here);

He felt proud to be the only one suited to take care of you;

And those times were the best for him. Caleb still remembers every detail of his childhood days he shared with you. It was only natural for him to get to know everything about you, from your favorite color to all your likes and dislikes. You were near his sight, and he felt at ease knowing that if anything happens to you, he would be able to try everything out until he finds the solution to bring back your smiling face towards safety again;

When you two shared a room and kept talking and giggling until late at night, pretending to be asleep as grandma entered the bedroom to check on both of you. When both of you fell asleep cuddling on a bed that seems so huge, surrounded by plushies and aircraft toys, just for Caleb to wake up earlier to pick up the plushies that had fallen out of bed, tiptoeing towards you again and feeling relieved you survived another rainstorm night because he was there to protect you;

But something flipped when the hormones started to kick in. That's when the obsession over being your favorite changed in a substantial way;

That was the first most confusing time for Caleb. When grandma morphed the dumping room of the house into a new bedroom in no time, and Caleb had a new bed, study desk and even a wardrobe just for him. Shouldn't he feel happy? Grateful, or at least a little excited for having a space exclusive for him?

He's growing up, and that inevitable separation from you is chasing after his powerless self. If you're not within his sight, how Caleb will know whenever you need him to be there for you? He didn't even asked for a new room, so why adults started to complain the older – safer and more cozy – setting of you two sharing a room wasn't ideal?

His perfect sleep schedule was ruined. Caleb couldn't find a way of sleeping the first night without you, nor the other night after that one, nor the night after tomorrow...

What if you kicked the blanket out of the bed and were feeling cold? What if your plushies fell out from the bed frame and you're alone? What if a thunderstorm starts and he's just not there to cover your ears until it goes away?

He tossed and turned on his bed for almost two weeks, until the night it started to rain heavily. Then he couldn't deal with his own agony. He got out of his bed, abandoning that prison of isolation (that's how he called his new bedroom) and slowly turned the doorhandle of his old room;

You were curled up with a plushie near the edge of the bed, crying. His heart sinks, he ran towards you, touching softly your arm as you turned your red puffy face towards him. "Caleb, is that you? You're back!" Tears running down your face as you cupped his face with your hands basically dragging him to get on bed. "Can you stay? I don't like thunderstorms, you know it."

And he absolutely loses it. Caleb isn't moving a single unit of feet outside that bedroom ever again. No, the only thing he can do is bring you closer in a warm hug, while he says he's back to protect you and he's not leaving, never, for nothing in this world.

He build a pillow fortress right after he notices that you calmed down a little, and after a long torturing two week period of (not) sleeping (at all) alone, you two fell asleep on each other's arms again, safe and sound, as it have always supposed to be;

The time passed by. And even if you didn't get that scared out of rains anymore, you two were always together, and if you weren't on Caleb's bedroom, Caleb was for sure at yours. Watching movies, helping you out with your homework. It wasn't enough anymore, no, never enough. Excuses such as "let me cook something for us, pipsqueak." or "let me dry your hair since you don't know how to do it." appeared on his never outdated list of excuses to spend time by your side and do useful things only he could do for you;

He couldn't run away from the eventual separation, but he could trick it, delay it, pretend it didn't existed at all;

Until the day he punched a boy and grandma had to pay a visit to the school's principal. It started when a girl was arguing with you about some topic Caleb didn't had enough time to figure it out. It was when that one of the girl's boy friends tried to touch you, and Caleb saw it. And all you could remember was seeing him jumping after the other boy's face;

After getting scolded by all present adults at the principal's office, Caleb saw himself standing at your bedroom door again. Poor boy was feeling so sad. Would you be mad at him as well? When everything he did was to protect you, would those doors finally getting closed to him to never enter that special place for only the two of you ever again? When he entered the room already mumbling all the excuses he could find, he got speechless when the first thing you did was to cup his face with your hands and ask him if he got injured;

He giggled at you, and the giggle turned into a laugh as he cupped your face back. Of course you wouldn't get mad! You, out of everyone, knew that Caleb only did what he did in order to protect you. He wasn't a juvenile thug or anything but a little boy trying to protect you from mean people. He was so relieved you wasn't mad. He didn't do anything wrong after all, right?

That's why he's back at your room again, softly looking at you like a puppy while you bandage up his bruised hands;

He took that day as an endorsement for that growing-out-of-control overprotection over you. As long as you're by his side and not feeling uncomfortable, he would do anything to protect you and keep being the first person you would look up for help;

That's his role after all, and he feels so good doing it, he can't stop, don't even want to. That's why he neutralizes all threats that comes near you, and that comes near him too;

Even though he's the popular kid and get along with everyone, when it comes to girls that left you out or are clearly acting like pick mes to get his attention, he's immediately blunt with them;

That includes: not landing any piece of clothing to any girl but you. Not a cap, nor hoodies, nothing. Not getting physical contact or engaging in conversations, especially if the topic somehow makes you uncomfortable;

Watch him freak out whenever a girl who's trying to get his attention ask you if you have a crush on some boy/celebrity that Caleb knows;

However, when the situation reverses and we're talking about boys trying to get your attention, he's ruthless;

If there's a competitive guy, that's Caleb for sure. If there's a sports competition at school and his fan girls club is cheering him up during the entire set, he couldn't care less about it. But are your eyes on him? Or did another guy caught your attention? If so, get ready to Caleb's show off party;

He will outdo that guy. It doesn't matter if it's an ally or someone from another team. Caleb's an natural outdoer. He'll win and bring that trophy/medal home just for you to praise him and tell him he did good;

He wants to spend the entire dinner at home with you bragging to grandma how amazing he performed while he carries an small smile and a fuzzy mind too overwhelmed with praises to think on any other thing;

And he'll never let another guy have his moment at the dinner table;

That's when he realizes he wasn't doing for the sake of it. He was doing it because he couldn't get anything more than that. And it frustrated him. Praises at dinner weren't enough anymore, landing you clothes weren't enough anymore. He wanted more, way more he could ask for, and Caleb was afraid of admitting it to himself.

But sometimes it got out of control for everybody to see it. Such as the time he chopped an entire carrot an putted on Zayne's meal when he spent a weekend at grandma's house. When he noticed you got mad he immediately stopped and reluctantly apologized to Zayne. (That doesn't mean he didn't use that "incident" as an twisted joke/provocation towards Zayne for the following years);

Things like chopping carrots happened with a shorter frequency whenever he noticed you weren't spending enough time with him. Tossing bouquet of flowers boys delivered at your door into the trash before you would notice, lying that you're not interested whenever a friend of him asked about you – then shortly after tossing this friendship into the trashcan as well – being dismissive towards girls that confessed to him or even rude;

You didn't notice those things, but he wish you would. He wanted you to catch him throwing unopened love letters away because at least then he would know he should stop doing it, that he would immediately get on his senses and feel guilty about it;

Then he would beg for forgiveness and you would accept him back, just like you did when you got separated rooms. And he would come back to be your sweet well behaved boy from your childhood that did everything only in order to protect you;

But you didn't do it. In fact he could swear he saw a faint smirk on your face when he didn't accept a date invitation from a phonecall, he saw the same lingering pleased smile when he threw off a plushie he received on valentine's day;

And it was driving him insane. He felt guilty about behaving like that, but how could he stop when you're a daily reminder of his disgrace? When you're wandering around the house with pajamas shorts that Caleb hold onto his dear life to try not stare than more than five seconds, or when he has to take a shower after you had showered and all those sweet fragrance products mixed with a faint scent of your sweat started to make his mind wonder to places tried not to but failed;

Oh, poor Caleb. Long years of self discovery, pent up frustration and repression waited for him.

[ohnoitstbskyen]

... y'all know Lae'zel is acting scared, right?

Video transcription: I've seen a lot of comments on my short about Lae'zel dismissing her entire character because she's mean and… I'm just checking in here… you guys know she's scared, right? She's terrified. She was kidnapped by the worst monster she knows, infected with the most horrifying death anyone in her culture can have, and then stranded on a hostile world, alone, with nothing to guide her except the dogmatic military cult indoctrination of a cruel lich demigod, telling her that her only hope of salvation is to follow Gith doctrine with total unyielding faith. And still she tries to save you. When she keeps insisting that you must get to the Githyanki crèche, it's our only hope, she's trying to guide you towards the only salvation she knows from the parasite, so she can share it with you. And Gith... aren't supposed to do that, saving an outsider is not part of the doctrine, she's breaking the rules trying to do right by you. None of that means she's not being an asshole, she's rude, dogmatic and unpleasant. But everything she does comes from a genuine, very misguided and abrasive, desire to do the right thing. It doesn't make her behaviour okay, but there is more to her character than just "being the mean one."

To expand on this a bit more than I can in a 60 second short, people acting from fear and from their damage is a major theme among the Baldur's Gate 3 companions.

Lae'zel is terrified and falling back on the only thing she believes will give her back some control over her situation, which is the dogma of the military cult she's in. Shadowheart is much the same, amnesiac and grasping on to the only solid thing she knows, which is her faith, which preaches deception, loss and duplicity as the only certain factors in life.

Gale is an inveterate people-pleaser desperately dependent on other people to help him feed his magic addiction, with his overtly affable exterior hiding a rolling boulder of guilt, ambition, greed, arrogance and legitimate hurt. Asterion is... well, no way to really lay out his deal without spoiling, but the boy has been through it and his self-destructive, hedonistic and selfish impulses are all coping mechanism and self-defense all the time.

None of that make their shitty behaviours okay, but in a fictional story, those kinds of flaws and toxic behaviours are what make for interesting stories and characters. I don't blame anyone for finding Lae'zel unpleasant and abrasive, but I do get a bit Old Man Yells At Cloud about people who casually brag about shoving her off a cliff-side, or murdering her because "she was a bitch" or whatever.

Like... being unable to face discomfort in your media is not a virtue, and lashing out reactively against fiction that doesn't validate your power fantasy isn't a flex.

Of course, I saw a lot of those reactions in YouTube comments and on social media, so my sample is biased by those algorithms, but still. A lot of people seem aggressively proud that they never engaged with her story because the terrified indoctrinated child-soldier wasn't immediately nice to them and I can't explain it but something about that reaction feels puritan to me.

[1-800-local-slut]

Hi so I saw where you asked for invincible requests and I humbly ask for mark or any of the variants that you feel comfortable writing with black reader. Having them either help take her with her braids out or them being the type of boyfriend to learn how to braid for her. Reader can be another hero or a civilian I just really want a soft moment between them where he’s enjoying spending time with her.

Thank you thank you thank you!!!

Hi my love! Thank you for being so patient, I'm struggling with finals and work and everything coming up right now lol. But thank you for this request, I love it!

No Goggles! Mark Grayson! x Black! Mermaid! Reader

Notes: This Mark seems to be very hyper compared to the other Mark's (minus Mohawk Mark) so I tried to incorporate that into this! Reader is from an underwater kingdom. Her father was a merman, her mother is a human. She has water-based powers, and different anatomy than a regular human but she looks human!

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"My hair is longer than yours." Mark trolled from where he laid behind you. You were sorting out your hair, sectioning the strips you would need and placing it onto the hair stand next to you and rolled your eyes.

Only in his dreams, did Mark have more hair than you. Not to brag, but you were proud of your progress. After years of meticulous care, your hair was mid back length when straightened; a feat you thought you'd never reach. Mark kept his hair in a short but natural hair style with two pieces that hung down over his face and functioned like bangs.

Either way, you ignored him poking fun at you and continued on with your hair. Mark does not take well to be ignored. He was just...active. It wasn't his fault; Mark gets hyper when he's bored. And when he's over and you're not paying any sort of attention to him he gets bored.

As you worked your way through thick swamp that was your hair, Mark fidgeted around your bedroom. He was touching things on your bookshelf, sliding your window open then shut, turning your LED lights on and off (resulting in a forming headache), lighting your candles before blowing them out again, playing with your seashells. After you snapped at him to quit it, he found his way back to your bed.

"Babe this is taking forever." He moaned, long legs splayed across your sheets and his arms outstretched on the bed. The perfect space for you to go lay in.

"It takes a long time, you know that." You responded, focused on tying one quarter of your hair into a silk scrunchie.

"Why didn't you just go to Molly?"

"Because I don't have three hundred dollars to pay her for some boho braids. And her name is Mara. I think you knew that." You admonished him lightly, while he crossed his arms and pouted. He sat up in bed like a mummy while his eyes raked over your head. You had a lot of hair; that's how you always dreamed it would be. And if a consequence of that was your hair taking forever to do then so be it.

"You're still taking too long. I could be done by now!"

"You barely have hair." You teased at his gloating. You went back to ignoring him before he let out a huff of boredom and plopped back onto the bed.

Your laptop played some show that held your attention, but it was not doing that for him. You reached for your spray bottle to wet your hair before you had to blow dry it, only to find it empty. Mark was making some obnoxious sound while repeatedly slapping his hand over his mouth. If that kept him busy enough to stop bothering you, then you weren't about to ask him to go do something. Knowing him he'd get distracted halfway through and you'd find him rummaging around in your kitchen making some sort of snack.

Clenching your fist over the top of the bottle, a small stream of water flowed from your palm as you kept your mind steady to make sure the pressure wasn't too much. Squeezing your fist helped prevent further mess. Everything was going fine. Things were peaceful until they weren't.

Specifically,, until Mark decided this lack of attention would not do. It wasn't until you felt something wet and slimy go over your ear lobe, that you even noticed he had gotten up.

You heard his gremlin like laugh as you froze in disgust.

"DID YOU JUST LICK MY EAR?!" You screeched, hand flying to your ear to see if that just happened. The wetness of your skin was proof that Mark did in fact just lick you.

"No, I don't know what you're talking about!" He laughed.

Too much was going on. He was acting out, no doubt because he missed you and wanted your attention, but being annoying none the less. Your hair was taking forever to blow dry and detangle and protect from the heat, your back hurt. Your entire body felt sore from exhaustion, even the gills on the sides of your ribs hurt.

You were so close to singing a sweet siren song to lull him to sleep so he'd be quiet. If only he hadn't expressed his distaste for it in the past.

When he realized you weren't screaming at him in mock outrage, or laughing while attempting to playfully attack him, he stopped. Like a beach going completely still before a tsunami hits. He was bracing for the storm.

You felt like a pot left on the stove too long. You were starting to boil. A tense silence filtered over you two. Mark picked at his nails, terrified. Were you going to punch him? Throw an icicle at him? Or worse- break up with him?

No instead, you took a moment. You took a moment to remember that this was Mark. Your Mark.

He's annoying, he takes nothing seriously, he has no concept of personal boundaries. He'll bite you, lick you anywhere (like your foot one time which had you very startled), he'll even hold your hand while you try to take a shit. He's always by your side.

Yes, he's annoying. Yes, he's a pain. But you need that. Because Mark balances you. Despite your water-based powers, you were not a very 'go with the flow' person. Type A in every sense of the word, once getting so stressed that you almost had a heart attack over chicken pot pie. You were an uptight perfectionist, and Mark is always able to help you unwind.

He's always there to make you laugh when things fall apart. You failed your driver's test?

"Who gives a shit about driving? You're a mermaid, that's cooler than driving."

You fucked up and burnt dinner?

"I didn't want to hurt your feelings, but I totally wasn't looking forward to lasagna. Let's order some Chinese food, I'll get you that chicken you like." Even though he was so excited to walk around the grocery store and help you pick the perfect ingredients.

You went out to dinner with a group and feel bad about not liking the food? Who's in your face making ugly expressions at you mimicking disgust at the meal until you laugh? Mark. Who's obnoxiously rubbing his body against you in a horrible fake dance until you laugh? Mark.

So sometimes he gets a little hyper. He needs you to bring him back to Earth. He needs that. He handles you being uptight. You handle his...everything. Sometimes he just needed a challenge, why not give him one?

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"Okay wait I think I got it-"

"OW! I don't know if you know this, but my hair IS attached to my scalp!"

Mark waded through the pools of your hair, attempting to add the braiding hair to your actual hair. He yanked too hard, which resulted in your butt leaving the chair.

"Oh shit! You're okay, you're okay I promise." He hushed, pressing kisses to your scalp while you whimpered from the pain of being lifted from your chair by your hair.

Over the course of your relationship, you learned a few things. One of them being that Mark was good with his hands. While this was a punishment for his obnoxious behavior (shoving his tongue in your ear was the final straw), it kept him relatively calm. It was something for his mind to focus on.

"STOP STOP STOP!" You cried, grabbing his wrist and yanking your head from his grasp. His hands went up over his head in a cartoonish fashion.

You paused the tutorial, suspecting she was going too fast for Mark to follow. You waited for the throbbing in your scalp to stop while Mark made a face reflecting just how sorry he felt for causing you pain.

"Let's try again, okay?"

He nodded, while you unbraided your hair and motioned him to the front. Perhaps the back was too risky. He needed to be in the front where you could see him. More specifically what he was doing to your head.

"Okay. Do you see what I'm doing?" You asked while taking a small section of your hair that you had pre-parted for him.

"I see." He bent down, eyes squinting in focus. Your nimble fingers moved slowly as you put your hair into a braid, feeding in pieces of the false hair slowly.

He let out a soft sound of realization before he popped back up. Pinching the hair in place you silently placed a hand on his hardened stomach.

"No, pay attention. If you get too excited, you will hurt me."

He nodded and resumed closely watching your demonstration. After all, that's how you got hurt just a few minutes ago.

He watched you work on the braid, while your fingers quickly picked up speed. He kept his eyes on your fingers, even though you could practically see his brain attempting to keep his focus.

It was hard for him, but he did it for you. As you finished the braid, you noticed him glancing at the braids you had done and the piece you just did.

"You forgot the little dangly piece." He frowned, calloused hands finding your other braids and running the free piece through his fingers.

"I know, I just need you to understand how to do the main braid." You tapped the braid, and he nodded, still frowning.

"Can you show me how to do the dangly piece?" He asked, with a childlike disappointment. Despite his whining, Mark did love your hair in all its styles. You smiled, because it feels nice to know you man loved your hair as much as you did. No matter how much he complains about how long it takes.

"Of course I can baby."

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"Smile." Mark mimicked a cheesy grin, as he held the camera for you. It was 6 AM. The Sun rose behind you in the roof top, and you looked like shit. But Mark would be dammed if the first time he did your hair he didn't get pictures.

You were exhausted, your head throbbed, and your eyelids felt heavy. But you were done. After ten long hours, you and Mark did it. You finished your hair. Little dangly pieces and all.

[brainrotcharacters]

Freelancer, Jealous?

Far into the early months of being with Gavin, Freelancer doesn't understand how anyone could sideline any of the incubi.

Schoolmates and faculty alike are actually proud to say that they have a sex demon they can call when they're already in a relationship with another person. Freelancer had been forced to listen to a litany of how that one succubus drastically improved a senior student's relationship with her partner, or how the Intermediate Elemental Command professor rekindled the spark in his marriage when he hooked up with an incubus.

"Do they know you're talking about them like that?" They blurted out at one point. Absolutely no effort went into holding back. "How would they feel?"

They all laughed in Freelancer's face. "Who cares what they feel?"

Damien had tugged at Freelancer's sleeve and whispered. "Maybe don't pick that fight."

Now, monitoring who else Gavin fed from aside from Freelancer ― there's an idea. Where was the guarantee that he wasn't fucking the water elemental tutor or he wasn't taking it up the ass by some broad-shouldered junior that Freelancer walked past in the school halls?

They'd been glaring daggers at yet another schoolmate parroting about the number of positions she put a succubus into when Huxley gently elbowed them in the side. Freelancer snapped, more harshly than intended. "Ow! What?!"

"They're gonna notice you. Why are you glaring?" He said softly, but not weakly.

Freelancer huffed through their nose. They scrape away the frost that formed in the floor beneath their shoes. "Nothing."

Huxley drew his mouth into a thin line. "Damien says your new hobby is listening to anyone bragging about being with an incubus."

"Oh, you speak to Damien a lot, do you?" Freelancer challenged.

"That's not fair." The side of his lips curled. "Unlike me, you're actually dating the person you like. Go talk to him."

At the sigh that escaped Freelancer, Huxley continued in a more serious tone. "We can't both be miserable, Freelancer."

Schoolwork wasn't an effective distraction. For fuck's sake, Freelancer gave their first time to Gavin after reviewing. Every other turn of the pages in the lecture books felt like the strands of Gavin's hair when he was feasting between Freelancer's legs. Each ache in their shoulders and neck was always eased by those lovely hands and that incredibly sinful mouth.

As if summoned by thought alone (it wasn't that far-fetched in actuality), Gavin now lounged on the other end of the couch. He traced lines on Freelancer's calves, smirking like a cat. "Thinking twice about enrolling, deviant?"

Normally a rabid, even feral, creature that relished in his touch, Freelancer slowly pulled their legs back, flipping to the next page. Gavin's hair felt exactly like that when he kissed Freelancer so deeply their voice broke.

Gavin's smirk flickered, but another flash of pleasure from them had him chuckling. Freelancer was playing hard to get.

He crawled across the couch, trailing a line of soft kisses from Freelancer's forearm, up to their bicep, and to their shoulder. That was when the pleasure suddenly folded into itself and became anger.

Fear.

Gavin withdrew, blinking. It wasn't fear of him ― never, unless they were playing it up during sex, but fear... Of... Of something he couldn't pinpoint, watching the person he adored most now ignore him.

"Freelancer?"

They flipped to the next page. Their hand was trembling. "Hm?"

He forced himself to ask calmly. Pretended that he wasn't three seconds away from dying. "Is something wrong?" Did I do something wrong?

Whether Freelancer heard the shift in his tone anyway, or he wasn't as excellent at faking it as he thought, they looked at him. Searched his expression for something he didn't know, but now needed to.

Freelancer's throat bobbed. They anxiously fidgeted with the cover of their lecture book. "Do... Did you just come from..." A frustrated growl. "Are you hungry right now?"

Did you come back to me when you already fed on someone else?

If Gavin was being perfectly honest, the answer was yes. Always, and it bothered him as much as it thrilled him. Something about Freelancer reinvigorates his appetite and dries his throat that only tasting Freelancer could satisfy him. Nothing short of listening to how they moaned when Gavin was completely inside of them, and how they giggled into his bare chest when it was all said and done made him feel weightless. Sex alone couldn't accomplish that ― he would know.

Honesty. That wary, guarded look on Freelancer's face needed honesty and care. "Yes. For you."

Freelancer shut the book and set it aside, facing him fully. Gavin allowed them the quiet to sort through their thoughts. "Your fellow incubi and succubi get into relationships with people who... Already have someone else. Aren't they bothered that they're being cheated on?"

Gavin blinked once. Twice. The words settled. "Most aren't. From what little I hear of their entanglements, they have an agreement. Not every couple has the single-minded rapturous focus that we do, voyeur."

Some of the coldness in their expression thawed. But not all. He considered that beloved face. "Do you have someone else, Freelancer?"

"What? No!" Their hand clamped around Gavin's own, and his core warmed with recognition. There they are. "Don't even think that!"

"Do you think I have someone else?"

Freelancer opened their mouth. Then closed it.

It was a gamble to ask that question. And it paid off. Gavin tenderly kissed the back of Freelancer's hand. "I would only like to say this once. I have never desired any of them the way I desire you."

They clenched their jaw. Before tonight ended, Gavin mentally swore to fuck all of that frustration out of them. He kissed Freelancer's palms lovingly. "Look, I'd like us to be joined at the hip, but your life doesn't revolve around me."

"It should." Freelancer murmured, pouting.

Giggling, Gavin leaned in and kissed them. He was at his most natural self when his lips molded and moved with Freelancer's own, sucking on their tongue and mewling into their mouth. In between kisses, he says. "Jealousy looks amazing on you, Freelancer."

Freelancer pulled away first, wrapping their arms around his neck in a tight embrace. Gavin cradled the back of their head, his other hand slowly making circles on Freelancer's back. I'm here. I'm right here.

"Do you know what happens when I feed on someone else?" He asked quietly. "They're adorable when they're flustered, sure. But my effect on them is too shallow of a reason. When I make you blush, it's because I know you, and I know what excites you. I enjoy being the reason you're flustered, or laughing, or crying with pleasure." Three back to back kisses on Freelancer's head for emphasis. "I feed on someone else, and I just make comparisons with you. I just miss you... Freelancer?"

They were breathing deeply, slowly against him. Unshed tears glistened in their eyelashes, and their kiss-swollen lips moved with every breath. Asleep.

Gavin chuckled, angling his body farther than he probably should just to plant another kiss on Freelancer's lips. He smiled, and murmured. "Good night, my love. I'll see you in the morning."

[godjustkys]

Could you do Joey Tribbiani dating headcannons please?

| FRIENDS headcanons

please give requests.

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RATING: SFW/NSFW.

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STATUS: In a relationship.

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Pairing: AMAB!reader x Joey Tribbiani

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Warning(s): so, it's. A lot. Slight exhibitionism, mentions of overstim and bondage,,

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A/n: i love that goofy mf so much, good god. And I did this request so quickly for some reason..

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1 - Joey was awkward around you at first. Not only were you his bisexual awakening, but you're the first man he's ever dated. He wasn't ashamed of it, nor you. He was just.. trying to figure out how to be in a relationship with you, how to keep you. Joey thought that it was soo different from dating a girl, but it really wasn't.

2 - Once he came around and got significantly more comfortable around you, he would religiously speak about dates he wants to go on with you. He would come up with new, weirdly-adorable ideas each time, yet he would never execute them.

3 - Whenever you praise him, even if it's just a simple 'good job' leaving your mouth, he acts like that ↑. All flustered and sheepish, almost coy.

4 - BACK HUGS. he adores physical touch to the core, but hugs from the back are his go-to move. He would also say 'boo' with a grin when he'd hug you from behind. Joey thought it would scare you - it never does.

5 - Flirts with you at any chance he gets. Cheesy, corny pick-up lines in the middle of a serious moment cause he thinks you look attractive when angry/arguing.

6 - you cannot tell me this dude does not dance at random times, anywhere. He hears music he likes? Dancing. It's quiet? He dances to the music in his head, even if his movements are stiff and subtle.

7 - speaking of music, Joey will SHAME you for your music taste if he doesn't like the song. He'll go on a full rant, argue with you about it, then leave mid argument because he realized you were winning. He, exactly like in the gif, did the L sign to you as he left.

8 - After serious arguments, which you rarely have, Joey will apologise first, although very hesitantly. Either he's coming to you with a gift in his hands for compensation or he speaks to you in a soft and somber tone, giving a full speech. Needless to say, he's only stubborn when he doesn't feel guilt or regret.

9 - When you're talking and he's listening, he's really not. He's staring at you, admiring to the fullest. His gaze will never leave your figure. The moment you ask "are you listening?" Joey shrugs his shoulders because he knows for a fact he didn't listen to a thing you said, but then again he doesn't want to lie to you. You'd see right through him anyway.

10 - He's not shy in public, not about you nor your relationship. He is not afraid of PDA. Actually, he almost always holds your hand or has an arm around you. He loves spoiling you as well.

11 - He's so touchy. So so so touchy, even in public. One time, when you were at a restaurant, Joey started jerking you off under the table. Ecstatic feeling, truly, but so glad no one ever found out.

12 - Joey is not that sensitive, he lasts long and is proud of it. He brags about that to you, almost like he's begging for you to overstimulate him. Hence the fact, you did, once. Best night of his life - regrets not trying something like that sooner.

13 - LOVES you touching his pecs, oh my god. Despite not being sensitive, he is vocal and rambles during sex a lot. Nothing but praise, not fond of degradation.

14 - FOREPLAY IS SO IMPORTANT TO HIM. He wants to get riled up before sex, he wants to need it from you. He'd beg if you asked him to — generally obedient.

15 - Night shower sex = best sleep of your life after. His aftercare is good, really good. Makes sure you're okay, that you're clean, comfortable, gets you a drink or food if you want it. It is your aftercare that Joey longs for. He doesn't know why but you do it so much better than he does (in his eyes), even though your aftercare isn't vastly different from his.

16 - When Joey asks for a massage from you, it'll most definitely end up in sex if only you're in the mood for it. He moans and grunts when you massage him ONLY for the sake of you getting you hot and bothered.

17 - He hasn't tried a ton of kinks that he thinks he might have, but you ended up agreeing with his request to try bondage. Not the full BDSM type, but you had his wrists tied during it. Joey hated it because he couldn't touch you properly, but at the same time, he loved the thrill of it. He had bruises on his wrist the next day..

18 - he's all for quickies. Whether it would be after a stressful day, or just during a trip, in a secluded area. Not afraid of getting caught, at all.

19 - blowjobs. He doesn't care if he's the one receiving it or if he's the one giving oral. Just, blowjobs. He says it feels like "putting on warm fuzzy socks after a long walk on a cold winter day."

20 - Pinning him to a wall and acting dominant makes him hard very quickly. Melts under your touch, shivers, stutters, his breath gets heavy and erratic, is stiff and tense. Absolutely adores it though.

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niam. :3

[sunrisecaminus]

Tfp Megatron with autobot fem bot reader who tries to dom him but quickly fails 😭 nsfw of course

Message - This is a great idea, I laughed just thinking about it.

Megatron x Vehicon Reader NSFW

Summary - Decepticon Soldier tries to over power her leader. This was plan that she regrets later.

Warning - NSFW

You have been known as a favorite amongst the lower ranks. Megatron has seen you since before the war and you were one of the many first bots to go into the Decepticon Faction. He has been proud of your work and you have been ranked as a Sargent, being able to take charge of your own little Vehicon group. You are still known as a low rank Vehicon, even Breakdown is higher then you. It was a nice rank, not to low and not to high for you to be stressed about and not have too much work. Megatron still respects you as an individual, and doesn't put you in with the other soldiers. You are one of the rare few that could tease Megatron without dying first, which is always an amazing accomplishment.

Starscream, of course, hates you and tries to get you in trouble a lot of the time (If he cares about how much you are succeeding). There was one time he shot a missel, which totally destroyed a mine shaft and blamed it on you. At the time he had a lot of evidence to frame you, so Megatron was surprised you would do something so impactful for their war efforts, but was furious. Thank Primus you quickly explained the situation before he got close enough to hit you, because if you didn't, you would not be here today. After that incident, Megatron asks you if something was true before he gets pissed off. It was also one of the many reasons he doesn't trust Starscream with any report, so he lets Soundwave handle them. Megatron didn't think about you a lot in the beginning of the war; You were nothing to him like every other mech that was not in the high command. Now a days, you have caught his attention a lot more than he wanted to admit. Every mission you have was a 90% success rate, you returned to the ship at good times, and you never got caught most of the time. The one thing he liked about you as well was your personality, cocky, confident, and had a sharp tongue when it comes to wit. He figures he wouldn't be too angry if you were injured, but damn would he be disappointed about it. He has enough patience with you as much as he does with Soundwave, which was pretty good for a soldier like you. The only time he got physical with you was when he was blinded by rage and almost threw you off a cliff, but you soothed him before he could do any damage he would regret later. Megs wasn't even mad about something you did, and after what happened he knew he needed help with his anger problems…and how he uses his strength.

Right now, he was called by Starscream that Optimus was in the area he has been scouting and the soldiers are fighting his squad. Megatron transported there as fast as he could, as it has been a few months since he was able to face his mortal enemy. After the fight, he was told the total death and injure count of what happened at the battle. It was a tie between them, as both had to retreat from the unstable rocky cliffs they were fighting on. Megatron hated draws, it was worse then losing in his mind. He was already not in a good mood when Starscream was bragging about his fighting skills, when he spots you from far away, trapped in between some rocks. Your left leg and arm was trapped, but you didn't want to call for help because you felt like it would make you look weak in front of Megatron if you told him. As you were attempting to carve the rock, your body starts to be covered by a large shadow that is coming from behind you. Turning around, you gasp from Megatron being right there in front of you. "My liege! You do not have to worry about me, sir. I will be able to get out soon." Now you were sweating from him watching you struggle, as you carved a bit of the rock that was pressing against your arm. He stood up straight and stayed where he was, not wanting to help you just yet. "Which one put you in this predicament?" Laughing nervously from the question you get your arm free. "That yellow car, Bumblebee. He didn't have the spark to end me, so he left when he knew I couldn't fight anymore." Megatron rolled his eyes, hating how much of a coward those Autobots were. Thought, he was glad that nothing fatal came your way.

You feel the rock on your leg gets picked up, Megatron throwing it to the side. "Oh, thank you sir. What do we do now? We can try to catch up to them." Megatron was surprised you were still ready to fight; Your leg was bent a bit, but he could see you clench the knife in your hand to show him you still had fight in you. "No, we will take the injured and get Knockout to do his job. Tomorrow we can start tracking for their base again. We must be close." Megatron turns and walks away, ending the conversation to go through the ground bridge that Soundwave just placed next to him. You go with him and is sent to Knockout to help you with your leg. Knockout tends to you, and you laid there to think about what else you can do today. Your leader is a very grumpy mech that seems to want to do something else other than fight. He seemed bored for so long, wanting something knew to happen. Earth got him motivated again, but after staying here for a few years, he has been getting back to feeling like the days are going by slower. You finally got a risky idea…hopefully you don't die for this plan. Knockout watches your expression changes into a smirk and he sighs. "Don't do anything stupid, I just buffed you."

Megatron was walking in the hallways to go back to the brig, the doors open and he finds something that bewildered him. Soundwave was gone for a mission with others so the only person that was in the room was you. You were sitting on his thrown, knees spread with your back lazily leaning back on the chair. You gave him a smirk, which made him tilt his head. You never did something like this before, it was crazy to see one of his best soldiers do something that would have them killed in seconds. The fact he is able to compose himself, trying to understand what you are doing before he blasts you out of the fucking chair. "What is the meaning of this?" He sounds like he was keeping his cool. Megs hopes to Primus you weren't turning into another Starscream and has a trap for him if he stepped closure. You cross your legs together in a slow, sassy way. "You don't like it? I wanted to protect your space so some jet wouldn't try to steal it again." His eyebrow raised, knowing you were lying out your ass. You did look good right now, but you always did to him. "I feel as though there is something more than that." He walks over to you and stands a foot away from his chair, staring at you like you were not suppose to be there. "I understand you wanted something different, so I thought maybe I could give you some sort of surprise. Nothing more." You brush your pede against his lower leg, rubbing against it to be more sensual while you talked. Megatron now understands what you were doing and narrowed his optics. What a curious little doll trying to act like she owns the place to make him feel such a warm way. You were doing something he knew was a life or death situation, which was a surprise to him how daring you were.

The second you try to raise your leg more to rub against his upper leg, you feel his hand quickly grab you by the throat. You yelped from such a quick motion as you are raised in the air and put against the wall. The fear set in, but his free servo touching your hip got you to know that you won. "What a snake you are, y/n." Megatron grumbles in your ear, feeling him press himself against you. You needed to try to get your way again, so you glide your servo on his cheek to try and keep your dominance, though it was lost immediately when he bit down on it when he felt you. The scream that comes out of your mouth made him understand you quit. Megatron chuckles and licks the mark he gave to you on your palm. "How dare you try to get your way with me like that. You need to know your place." He flips you around, so now you are facing the wall with him behind you. He presses you against the ship, rubbing your aft with his other servo. You moan from the pressure, arching your back a little to show him how much you are loving this. Megatron smirks and pops his panel, pressing his spike in between your legs. Gasping from the sudden touch, you desperately try to open your panel for him, wanting him inside of you this second. He watches every movement you make, looking at your valve coming into light as you play around with it to tease him. The more you toyed with him, the more he was going to be a bit rougher. He slaps your aft which made you straight yourself again and keep your hands against the wall. "You are so disrespectful to your leader. Why don't you relax and let me do the job."

You were going to say something cocky, when his spike is shoved inside your tight valve, making you scream. Grabbing your hip with one servo while gripping your helmet with the other, he pounds you like there was no tomorrow. He loved destroying you like you deserved it, honestly he was starting to feel better than how he was a few hours ago. Watching your valve closing and stretching over and over was putting him in a entranced spell. You released, but he kept going like he didn't even know you just cam. Everything became a lot more sensitive and you started to just become a moaning mess. If anyone was in the hallways next to the room, they could probably hear you screaming, even if the walls are thick. Megatron would keep going until it was his time to cum, but that was going to take while. You feel yourself cumming for the second time, and you needed him to stop from how much you were feeling right now. Your sensitivity was through the roof and he was still pounding your valve without slowing down. "Ah! Megs! S-slow dow-ah!". He hears you begging for him and he quickened the pace. Your back was fully arched and your head was pushed against the wall a bit more before he slams inside you for the last time, jamming all his juices inside of you. He pulls out and takes a breather, letting go oh your helm to let you relax. Your body drops on the floor, your ass aching from the abuse it just went through. Panting, you try to get up with your pedes shakily pressing against the ship's floor. Seeing you struggle, he grabs your frame and carries you off somewhere. You didn't know where he was going, until he places you down on his birth. Holy scrap, you were in the warlords birth room. You looked over to see him open the door again. He looks back at you and gives you a cocky smile. "Stay there, I am not done with you." He leaves, making you lay there to regret all your choices up until this point.

[vividvivvy]

how would the MSBY 4 react to fem!reader being stronger then they look by picking each of them up easily??

So, when I saw this immediately one thing popped into my brain. Cause you know who is stronger than they look and pick people up easily. Cheerleaders. (This is biased because I do competitive cheerleading)

MSBY Jackals boys reacting to their cute little cheer leader girlfriend absolutely rocking their shit.

Shoyo Hinata: he had known you did competitive cheerleading of course, but the first time he went to one of your competitions he was in awe. He had never seen anyone jump higher than him until now.

After your round was over he rushed off the bleachers and swept you up into his arms, "oh my goodness babe that was amazing! You didn't tell me you could do any of that stuff!" He pulled back and grabbed your shoulders, shaking you profusely as he shouted and rambled about what he had seen while you were on the mat.

"you were like, up and then back down and then you even picked up that other girl! All by yourself! And then you even threw her in the air!" The smile on his face was one you'd never forget, he looked so proud of you but to you this was just another thing you did regularly.

"Shoyo I have to pick people up like that every single day" your voice was gentle as you wrapped your arms around him and easily managed to lift his feet off the ground, even giving him a small toss before his feet landed back on the ground. "You would make a great flyer Sho"

He faltered for a minute and just stared at you, being picked up wasn't particularly new to him, he was normally one of the smallest people in his friend group, but he'd never been picked up by a girl, especially not one that looked so small and cute, and yet here he was, his sweet little girlfriend had just picked him up like he didn't weigh more then a bag of flour.

"you just did that..."

"yeah, that's kind of what I do babe"

Kotaro Bokuto: brags about you like there is no tomorrow, he knows damn well that he has a cool girlfriend. I feel like that would be well established the first time you did a standing back tuck in front of him (basically a back flip). He had never messaged the team group chat so fast, something like.

"GUYS MY GIRLFRIEND CAN LITERALLY DO A BACKFLIP"

He didn't expect, however, that one day while you were helping out at his volleyball practice, he would see you scoop up his teammate with ease and carry him off the court when he had hurt his leg and couldn't stand. Once the man you can been carrying was set down and settled Bokuto ran up to you yelling. "Babe! Babe! Pick me up to!"

At first you had turned him down, saying that you didn't want to strain your arms too much before practice later, but he started sulking in a random corner of the gym and wouldn't budge. So you walked over and picked him up bridal style.

It was a comical sight honestly, a short girl with skinny arms, holding her giant muscle man of a boyfriend like he was a princess, but there it was. No one would have believed it if they hadn't seen it, but it was right in front of the whole team's eyes. And Atsumu had never snapped a picture faster in his life before walking away and chuckling to himself, Shoyo bouncing like a happy dog at his side, laughing at the photo he took. "That's going on the teams Instagram".

Bokuto couldn't care less about all the eyes on him though, he was beaming with happiness.

"my girlfriend can do a backflip AND she can pick me up!"

Miya Atsumu: Miya thought it was amazing that he had a girlfriend that did competitive cheer, I mean who wouldn't want a cheerleader girlfriend. But he didn't realize how much work went into your sport. You go to the gym almost more than he does. On top of that you do weekly yoga class and have an entire mini gym set up in your house.

"God damn princess, I knew that you were tough but don't go showing me up" he laughed as he watched you easily squat his max, you only smirked and went to get more weights. "It was your idea to go on a gym date my love"

He rolled his eyes and "well yeah but I didn't think you'd totally show me up, I thought I'd get to show off to you." He watched you squat again, you were squatting more then he had in, well ever, "what do you do in cheer, cause God damn"

"I throw people" you spoke nonchalantly and he laughed, waiting for you to continue on, but you only glanced at him from the corner of your eye. "I'm serious babe, I'm a base, my job is literally to throw people" you did crack a smile, you couldn't really stay serious when talking about throwing your teammates around.

"then throw me" he challenged without hesitation, you paused what you were doing and stepped away from where you had been doing your squats, walking up to him with the most neutral face he'd ever seen you with, and reaching down, and lifting him up from just above his knees.

Of course a lot of people in the gym had started staring at this point, I mean a girl who looked like she had never set foot into a gym just lifted her built boyfriend up like a ragdoll.

You held him there for a moment before he felt your entire body shift at your knees, and the large male heard you whisper "1, 2, down, up" then you let go of him and he was in the air, and before he knew it he was planted back on the ground.

It all happened way too quickly for him to process, he just stood there for a minute before a smirk grew over his face.

"well shit. My girlfriend literally just threw me"

Kiyoomi Sakusa: he was never one to show much interest in your sport, he would go to your competitions and congratulate you when you did good and support you when your team didn't do great. But other than that he didn't ask many questions or pry about it, just like you didn't with volleyball.

Though even though you didn't pry much about volleyball, you couldn't help but get super excited for your tall boyfriend when his team would win games. The team had grown accustomed to you rushing the court after they won to jump into your boyfriend's arms, he normally kept his cool in these situations, simply hugging you and holding you up while you shouted and cheered for him.

But this game played out a little differently, you had been on the edge of your seat the whole time, and you could visibly see Sakusa getting more and more frustrated as the two teams were in a constant back and forth. So when Hinata had managed the winning spike, you had never raced down the bleachers faster in your life.

Sakusa braced for you to run up and jump at him like you normally do, wrapping your much smaller frame around him and clinging onto him. But instead you threw your arms around his legs, just below his (flat) butt, lifting your 6'2 boyfriend off the ground. His teammates had never seen the calm and collected Sakusa lose his cool that quick, his center of gravity leaned directly backwards but his short girlfriend held firm to the ground, and didn't put him down until you heard him mumble.

"hey, put me down..." You scrambled to put him down and immediately started apologizing.

"I'm so sorry Yoomi! It's just what I do with the girls in cheer I didn't- it was muscle memory i-"

"it's fine just, no more picking me up when hundreds of people are staring at us, it's really awkward"

Sorry if it's not what you expected! I heavily base y/n on myself so when I read your request it was the first thing that came to mind. I hope it's ok 🫶

[demonslayedher]

Yoriichi Type Zero and all that could have been

You know what would have been great? Seeing someone with vision like Kanao go up against Yoriichi Type Zero.

That's all this post was meant so say, but now that I'm thinking in those terms, though, it seems Yoriichi Type Zero had not be used for actual training for a long time before Muichiro came along and demanded to use it, and its existence was a rumor even among the Hashira. Kotetsu's father had only recently passed away and it was already in a state of disrepair before Kotetsu tried to protect it. This means it either had not be used in a long time because upkeep is so difficult, or it had suffered damage in its previous use (after all, Yoriichi Type Zero was developed with a purpose--to make demon hunters stronger and more capable).

So, if we consider the last decade or so (Kotetsu's early childhood), it is possible that another Hashira had used it and damaged it, and it has been hidden ever since. And perhaps that Hashira felt bad about the damage caused and agreed to keep it a secret. Sounds like something Kanae might do.

However, if Kanae had used it, I doubt she'd have caused damage like what Muichiro did in one session, mainly due to being a more considerate person but also because not many people could hold their own against it so quickly. Muichiro is a genius who felt sufficiently challenged but still trained safely with it, at the expense of cutting off the doll's arm, presumably to protect himself since even his sword got damaged. Someone who is not necessarily a swordsmanship genius may have needed to work their way up to being able to use it in the same capacity.

This means that if a Hashira--for the sake of argument because it would challenge her Flower Breath vision, Kanae--had formerly used it with permission, she'd have worked her way up to that (or to the limits of the doll's safe use) with the help of Kotetsu's father.

Anyway, it is fun to toy with the possibility that she could have used it in canon, but I don't find it likely. That puts this more in the "Wouldn't it have been cool if Kanae had trained with Yoriichi Type Zero and this enabled her to defeat Douma!?" AU territory.

Kanae, the not-necessarily super inherently strong Hashira, being the first to defeat an Upper Moon would be so cool. Upper Moon Two, no less!!

Kagaya would be thrilled. Himejima would be stunned. Uzui would be so annoyed. Sanemi would be... well I don't know Tecchikawahara would be so proud, both of her (who he hypes up even more because he's a fan of the girls) and of Kotetsu's father and whole family line. Might have assigned him more people to help with the maintenance. Akaza would be freaked out by an Upper Moon having been defeated by a frail-looking girl, but hey, there's an upside to it. Shinobu would never, ever stop bragging about her sister. Just think how openly smug she might be to the other Hashira when and if she takes up the Insect Hashira position. She'd bug everybody so much.

Sure, this might come at the expense of Kanae's vision, or a limb or two. But if Kanao managed it with the help of Inosuke and Shinobu's poison in large part thanks to the Final Form of Flower Breath and how she was already so good at tracking motion and detail, then maaaaybe giving Kanae the chance to improve this skill could have been enough. After all, she stood her ground against Douma well enough to have managed to escape instead of being eaten. She was probably so close.

Granted, Rengoku was also so close. There were probably a lot of Hashira eaten by Upper Moons who thought they were so close.

Maybe a lot of tides could have been turned by having Yoriichi Type Zero be more functional. It would only be a fraction of the influence Yoriichi himself had on strengthening the Corp, but it would still be significant.

To conclude on how things are always so close, it's a common criticism that Muichiro's solo battle against an Upper Moon looked easy. Might I remind you: --It wasn't solo. Without Haganezuka withstanding attacks to keep Gyokko distracted, Kanamori having forged and delivered a new Nichirin blade, and Kotetsu providing the Breath of Life, Muichiro never would have survived or won that battle (helping others really does come back around to helping yourself!). --Muichiro's true genius was unlocked in that battle. As Yuichiro said, when Muichiro is fighting for others, that is when his unlimited potential comes through. --Muichiro had just caught the Mark from interacting with Tanjiro. It's supposed to make things look dramatically easily for the person who attains it. The Mark is probably the only reason Muichiro didn't fall down dead immediately after that battle. --Like Tanjiro, Muichiro had just Shonen Manga Leveled Up thanks to a training session with Yoriichi Type Zero. This is how training works in shonen manga; it just does. That session was important and fulfilled the purpose of Yoriichi Type Zero. It was not just a chance to show off the difference in skill between Muichiro and Tanjiro, it was for Muichiro's benefit and survival.

And Uzui would probably be so annoyed to hear of it later and how he could have trained with this mystery tool too, if only he had heard of it. What a lousy ninja to have not heard all the rumors.

[daphimpala]

Scared To Choose

"Joshua it isn't that easy, I can't just pick up and leave everything I know," Y/N yelled as her and Joshua argued.

"But you expect me to leave my kids behind," Joshua yelled back.

"I never said that I just need time to figure out all the what ifs is all," Y/N yelled back with tears in her eyes.

"What are you talking about what ifs nothing is gonna happen that you have to worry about," Joshua replied in a calmer tone.

"What if we don't work out and I'm stuck in a place where I don't know anyone," Y/N said as she started to cry.

"Baby if that somehow happens I'm not gonna leave you in my hometown I'll bring you back," Joshua said in a worried tone.

"I'm just scared is all, I'm giving up everything to move with you, I'm sorry," Y/N said as she started to calm down a little.

"Look I'm not gonna make you dependent on me, you can work if you want to, you can make your own money and we have my money don't worry," Joshua said in a reassuring tone.

"Are you sure I won't be a problem for Jey Uso," Y/N said in a worried tone.

"Ma, Jey Uso is gonna be bragging about you and so am I," Joshua said as he wiped Y/N's tears away.

"Are you sure, I won't be a problem," Y/N asked worriedly.

"Nah you won't if they don't like you, then they don't like me or jey use either," Joshua said pulling Y/N into a hug.

A COUPLE OF MONTHS LATER

"I'm so proud of you baby congratulations," Y/N said as she hugged Jey.

"We did it baby I beat him and took his belt," said an excited Jey Uso.

"Remember to call your boys they were worried and you know they wished they were here," Y/N says reminding Jey.

"Oh, I have a surprise for you but later, need to get somethings done first," Jey said cheesing hard.

"What do you have planned and should I be worried," Y/N asked Jey as he took off.

A FEW HOURS LATER

uceyjucey just made a post. That was the notification that lit up your phone. The photo was a black picture which worried you a bit. You were worried until you read the caption.

uceyjucey I appreciate all the love from my fans and the haters because I know you be watching. I also want to thank my family and the women that helped me get here yourusername. She's gave up everything for me and also helped me push myself to get here where I am right now as the NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION. I'd post her but she don't do pictures. I STILL LOVE YOU MA!!!!

Y/N was looking for Jey when she bumped into him with tears in her eyes and a big smile on her face. She hugged him tightly and said I love you too.

"So you saw the post," Jey said nervously.

"Of course I did silly," Y/N said.

"I haven't checked the likes and comments yet I'm nervous," Jey said scratching his head.

"I love you and that's all that matters to me," Y/N says reassuring Jey.

"I knew it Trin I told you they be over here lying," Jimmy Uso said feeling betrayed.

"Ahh I'm so happy for you guys also congratulations on the win Jey," Naomi says pulling Y/N in for a hug.

"I'm sorry you didn't win but I had so much fun watching you fight,"Y/N said as she hugged Naomi tightly.

"She is right Uce congrats, and you little miss best friend you mean to tell me you left everything behind for him, why," Jimmy asked in a joking tone.

"Hey Jimmy it wasn't an easy choice to make but I'm glad I did," Y/N said looking at Jey with a big smile.

"Ok now can the teasing be done I'm starving c'mon lets go," Jey said while laughing.

"I second that," Y/N said.

The two couples leave to get food leaving everything else in the distance.

[babiesdreams]

Can you do a reaction *them reacting to their idol gf being called goddess or top visual in a variety show(together in a variety show) and male and female idols are whipped for her

It's been a long time since I did a reaction so here we go:

Taeyong 🌹 : He'd definetely smile. Maybe try to hide it. He'd be proud of being the boyfriend of such a beatiful girl. He wouldn't brag about it though, since he'd be cautious of creating a scandal. "What do you think Taeyong?" "Oh she's a good visual"

Taeil 🌕 : He'd be pissed. It would probably be one of those moments when they get asked why they are so serious and they make up the silliest answer. "Oh sorry I wasn't really listening" *insert an edit of the crows and the . . .*

Johnny 🐱 : This boy will brag. "Have you heard about Y/N? Oh yeah we're dating" Does not care for scandals, although in the show he'd just keep a straight face to not embarrass you.

Yuta 🐙 : Would stay silent and once you're both alone will congratulate you. He's really happy that everyone sees how beautiful you are. "You will always be the most beautiful woman in the world. No matter what"

Kun 🐻 : This time YOU will brag. You'd be all day talking about how everyone thinks you're so beautiful that'd make him roll his eyes at you. "You heard right? I'm a true visual" "Yeah I heard"

Doyoung 🐰 : He'd laugh and when asked about it hed probably say. "It was just unexpected to me" to hide his feelings for you.

Ten 🐱 : "What do you think Ten?" He'd laugh and say "She's pretty but not my type" Simply to tease you and enjoy your reaction afterwards.

Jaehyun 🍑 : He'd get serious about it and remain silent during the interview. Afterwards he'd remind you that he's your boyfriend. "You are mine" He'd whisper before kissing you.

Winwin 🐥 : He'd start chuckling softly. He'd only brag around you. "I'm with the prettiest idol of the ton" Lots of kisses.

Jungwoo 🐶 : He's mad because he's really protective of you and wants you to remain safe. Being liked by many means sasaengs and trouble in his mind. "I'll keep you safe"

Mark 🐆 : Caught staring at you while they were announcing it. "Do you have something to say Mark?" He'd look like he's been caught during a crime. "Oh no I was just thinking" There would be edits, rumours and questions about your relationship with him.

Xiaojun 🦕 : Pretends he hasn't heard properly. "Do you think she's pretty too Xiaojun?" He'd look shocked at the interviewer. "Soryy What was the question?" It would cause laughs and avoid further questioning.

Hendery 🐴 : Would laugh when ask about it. "Well I can relate to her because I'm obviously the visual of my group" The comment would make lift up the tension in the show.

Renjun 🦊 : WILL pull up the I'm foreigner card. "I don't understand what you are saying" He's lowkey proud of you but will never admit it.

Jeno 🐶 : Side-eyeing you for the whole thing. Will drown you in kisses once you get home. "You are the prettiest girl. Everyone knows it now"

Haechan 🐻 : Would make a whole joke about it. "What?" thought I was the prettiest idol. This cannot be true. Who voted for this?" It'd make everyone laugh including you.

Jaemin 🐰 : Would be very chill about it. He already expected everyone to see exactly when he saw on you the first time he laid eyes on you. "I think she deserves it"

YangYang 🐑 : Would be surprised by a question of the interviewers. "You two make a good couple. Two true visuals" He'd chuckle nervously. "Yeah..." He'd try to remain calm to not make it obvious.

Chenle 🐬 : He'd try not to react to not get asked about it. Would congratulate you backstage and he'd get you flowers the next day. "The prettiest idol deserves the prettiest flowers"

Jisung 🐹 : "Which one of the top visuals would you date Jisung?" The question would throw him off but he'd quickly answer "With the beautiful NCTzens of course" He'd wink at you smoothly.

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[derelictlovefool]

could you do the hope county folks (whoever you want!) with a gn reader (friends/acquaintances to lovers) who’s really affectionate caring and protective with them but cold distant and indifferent to other people?

This sat in the drafts for a while, I could only manage four before it felt repetitive, but I hope you like them nonetheless!

Sharky is over the moon the first time he notices it, he's never really been super special to anyone before so seeing the distinct way you treat him compared to others makes him all giddy.

At first he's bragging about being your best bud, saying he gets best bud privileges like all your smiles, hugs and fussing over his well being.

He feels like he's won the lottery and he's gonna rub it in everyone's faces for as long as possible.

He may do stupider stunts in front of you because he enjoys it when you dote on him.

He never finds it off-putting when you're being sweet to him one second and cold to others in the next, he thinks of it like a cool superpower.

Over time he starts getting really comfortable with you, he loves spending time with you and joking around with you and all the affection you direct at him always leaves him with a goofy smile.

He figures out he might have more than friends feelings for you after some point.

Of course he doesn't know how to tell you and he figures he can get away with just being your best bud forever, you already treated him special as it was.

But then he starts to notice other people trying to get your attention and he starts wondering about what would happen if he wasn't your sole best bud who you treated so nicely.

And it scared him enough to confess—in his Sharky Boshaw certified way. aka half of a field ended up on fire with your name scorched into the ground and Sharky looking at you with the biggest puppy dog eyes ever.

Of course you didn't leave him hanging and Sharky ends up with double bragging rights of being your boyfriend.

Mary May is flattered by it, confused but flattered.

She figured it was because the company at the bar wasn't your cup of tea but after spending time with you outside of the bar she catches on to it being something a bit more.

She doesn't question it, since she doesn't really know how.

It doesn't really bother her, after a while she barely notices your cold attitude towards others since she's just happy to see you.

If anyone asks she just laughs and says she's just the best company around and you liked her best.

She teases you about it a few times but ultimately doesn't make a huge deal about it.

She enjoys spending time with you and having someone be so caring and protective of her for the first time in a while means a lot to her.

She slowly starts giving back the same amount of care and protectiveness, to the point where if people call you cold she'll go to bat for you about it.

She knows how warm and caring you are and she's not listening to any disrespect.

This leads her down a rabbit hole of slowly falling for you, all your alone time and special attention slowly bubbles into something she can't ignore.

So she sets up a cute little date for the both of you and asks you out, ready to accept either answer but being over the moon when you say yes.

After that people know not to whine about your indifference to them in front of her, because she will ban them from the bar and tell them they just need to work on their personalities.

Jerome is a people person, a proud man of community, so admittedly he is utterly bafflee by how little you care for everyone other than seemingly himself.

At first he's perhaps even put off by it, caught in the considerations of what it could mean without taking it at face value.

He's a grown man so he asks you about it eventually and after your simple and casual explanation he comes to accept it.

He's not one to tell others how to feel after all and despite your coldness to others it wasn't as if you were cruel to them, you weren't hurting anyone and he enjoyed your company.

And if he was honest after the beating the years had done to his pride, being so important to someone was almost needed.

Having your sole attention in a crowd of others was nothing like he'd experienced, even during his sermons, and he began to seek it out.

He enjoyed spending time with you alone, talking for hours about your interests and slipping into some debates here and there.

He felt challenged, appreciated and engaged whenever he was with you and it didn't take long to figure out he had feelings for you.

Figuring out how to go forward was a struggle for him, he hadn't considered being in a relationship for a long time but you sparked the want in him again.

After months of dancing around his feelings and trying to search for answers in prayers he invites you over for dinner to gauge your own feelings.

When it's out in the open you both feel the same the only thing left to do is accept it; so he laughs at how stupid he was being and asks you if he can take you on a proper dinner date.

He never truly understands your cold attitude towards people but he easily balances it out with his warmth and other people soon see you as a pair that cannot and should not be separated.

Faith seeing you be cold and indifferent to others the first time was like a dopamine hit, the cogs in her brain turned as a delighted smile spread across her face.

Realising all your affection, sweet smiles and joking words were solely reserved for her, made something in her do backflips.

She was hooked.

In a way she was somewhat similar, her sweetness to others was part of her darling act after all.

And perhaps it was an act towards you at first as well, but after seeing you go from apathetic to beaming upon seeing her she quickly changed her tune.

She reserved the genuine side of her just for you, the good and the bad.

She confided in you, trusted you like no one else and in turn you did the same.

She felt seen again, you made her feel real and like someone worth admiring.

Of course, as all addictions go she became antsy when she couldn't be with you, couldn't have your warmth showering over her.

She realised over the course of your friendship that she couldn't stand the thought of that warmth being directed at someone else.

Of losing you and having your smiles and secret whispers lost to someone who didn't deserve you.

So she confessed her feelings, promised to make every day more blissful then the next if only you stayed with her.

And you never had any intentions of leaving so of course you say yes.

And thus the project members hail you as their angel's brooding lover and protector, someone to be respected and equally admired despite your indifference to them.

[webslingingslasher]

i swear i fucking love frat!peter but it makes me ill like SICK when he's an asshole with trouble during the situationship bc its THE SAME that i went trough and it made me so distrust of men and if i were trouble i would kick his ass (with my own experience) I just want to give my girl a pep talk and tell her GIRL LOVE YOURSELF MORE

wait, but what if someone did?

what if a girl casually mentioned that at a party one time, maybe peter blew trouble off and she's a little mopey and a girl catches on and just...

'you know, i was in the same boat as you last year. not with parker, but close enough. the back and forth, the hoping he'd see you jumping through hoops, thinking that he'd just wake up one day and realize what he had. it fucking sucked.'

'did he? did he wake up one day and realize what he had?'

'no. but i did. i woke up and just... was done. when you know, you know. my friends called me out a thousand times, but i woke up one day and just looked at him and knew i was done with it. i just wanted something easy. i shouldn't have to fight and force love to fit with someone, it should just happen.'

'did he fight for you or try to change?'

'i stopped believing him. it's a fucking ruse, it's a test to see how much you let them get away with it. but when it clicked i wasn't coming back, i was just a stupid bitch. exact words. he was lovely.'

'but you know what? my new man is amazing. he's proud of me, he introduces me to everyone. last week he brought me to get groceries with him just to brag about me to the cashier. i've never had to guess what he's feeling, he does it for me. he loves me loudly, and after last year i thought i'd never get that.'

'i'm not telling you what to do, i'm just telling you that if you think this is as good as it gets, or this is what you deserve, there's better out there. i promise you.’