#but mostly lure lmao

[bi-bi-buckleys]

What really got me to think about Luke and Reid was thinking about Luke and Noah.

I remember when Noah joined the show and there was so much hype about the two of them being day time soap operas first big gay couple. And they were it. They were the ONLY option. And so I shipped it and loved them. But the truth is they kind of weren’t great together. And it came to a head when Noah had his accident. It’s been YEARS but from what I remember: Noah was setting up pyrotechnics and Luke distracted him and the pyrotechnics went off and they blinded Noah. And Noah blamed Luke and pushed him away and was just not great to him. So Luke went and found a surgeon who could help Noah. And he found Reid Oliver.

I immediately loved Reid. He’s dark and snarky and stuck up and rude and funny and he had such amazing chemistry with Luke. I love the “grumpy character who doesn’t like anyone likes this one sunshine character so so much” dynamic and I realized that they were so much better together. They were truly in love and if they hadn’t killed Reid off in the end, they would have absolutely been end game.

Earlier, I was looking through my 911 tag and saw some b***ie posts where I was like so sure about them. “Oh my god you can tell they’re so in love they’re so end game!” The funny thing is I remember watching the show and being like “yeah they’re clearly just friends.” But you know, the power of a good edit.

Then we got Bucktommy and they lasted past 704 and it was like wait this is the real deal, this is what it looks like to be head over heels for someone. And I look at those b***ie edits now and I’m like, wow they really were just the only option. Maybe I’ll change my mind down the road, I certainly changed it back in like April, but I honestly doubt it.

And judging by the fact that As the World Turns ended 14 years ago (right AFTER killing Reid for NO reason like it would have been nothing to keep him and let them end up together UGH) and I’m still sad and pissed over how it ended for Luke and Reid, I’m sure I’ll still be hurting over Bucktommy (unless they get them back together) for a while

[heart-wit-strength]

Okayyy so I didn't really think I'd do this, but like depending on the response I get on this post, I might setup an amphibia discord server. For those still active in the fandom?? mayhaps if ppl would join lol

[emotimau5]

He swears, this thing keeps yelling at him for zero reason. He's not even sure how tf it followed him.

Getting back into the art groove again... Sort of. Don't expect perfection here. I honestly might do only memes until I figure out how to properly do art again and not fuck up limbs.

Bonus. The Android is suffering low battery syndrome. The audacity behind why there's a glitchy looking being yelling at him has not processed yet.

[kingsofneon]

Hmmmmmfnnmmnnnn......too tired for this shit today <- is going to kill their coworker

[tiktaaliker]

full mortally coiled timeline so far

excluding worldbuilding events/non directly plot related events and/or events without a concrete point in the timeline. this is already extremely fucking long. order of events subject to change

hark, lythe, and sar'kai decide to create a domain together. this is the mortal coil (start of creation era)

hark makes the sun + stars

lythe and sar'kai make khetzal. sar'kai gives khetzal hunger

khetzal eats the sun. stars can now die. hark blames sar'kai

lythe forms planets from energy released from dead stars, including the mortal soil

hark creates life on the mortal soil, sar'kai creates death. hark holds a grudge

khetzal settles on mortal soil, lives among mortals as a prophet before withdrawing from society completely

hark tricks sar'kai, who is trapped in and corrupted by the mortal coil

sar'kai breaks shit. mortals call the trapped sar'kai noxa krov (destruction era begins)

noxa krov rampages, levels cities, empires and civilizations collapse

noxa krov destroys a town near a novice mage's hometown

the novice mage researches experimental magic, creates a spell to rend noxa krov asunder

spell goes wrong. noxa krov's soul is torn in two, novice is unmade, fallout levels surrounding area (including the novice's hometown)

novice looses most of their identity, coalesces as an almost-formless demon

sundogs begin to form due to power vacuum

trees are planet in formed crater, creating a monoculture forest

the two halves of noxa krov reform. one half forms underground (null) one half forms in the monoculture forest (nil)

some sundogs get word of the duo's possible existance, plans start to manipulate one of the halves in order to gain favor from sar'kai when restored

roach learns The Secret. fane and roach fight. roach seals self in creation-era crypt

panik + tyto find young nil, and tell nil that they need to find and kill their other half

the monoculture forest + cave system beneath floods. nil is driven from the forest, null is driven from the caves (start of cycle 1)

fane + bang find null. they do not tell null about being half of a god, but do tell null that nil and co are hunting them down

fane + bang + null go sight seeing. fane and bang obscure their whereabouts, sending nil and co on a wild goose chase

null eventually learns of their origins, tells fane + bang to stop hiding their movements

nil confronts null on a cliff overhanging the now-flooded crater where noxa krov died

after meeting their other half face to face, nil gets cold feet. tyto plans on supporting the decision, but panik causes nil to fall off the cliff and die

null is petrified into stone, and sar'kai is restored (end of cycle 1, start of balance era)

fane abandons duties of a sundog, decides to stand guard over null's petrified corpse. bang moves on

temple of rest-no-longer is built around fane and null. fane considered gaurdian of rest-no-longer and the bog of the lost

mooncats begin to form due to new imbalance - oskar is one of the first, with lovelace and capgras formed as his angels

irregulars start appearing via hark - people who do not fit in the four iid archetypes

civilization advances - major technological and magical breakthroughs

young rasputin takes pilgrimage to rest-no-longer, speaks with fane

rasputin begins working for + rises in the ranks of a major magical institute

gar begins research into eclecto-mechanics

rasputin learns more of sundogs, eternals, etc. starts plotting to ascend into godhood

rasputin pulls a hostile takeover, is now in charge of the institute

rasputin restructures institute- splits institute into the broken chain + children of the unseeing eye

rasputin recruits gar, DIRE is established

the first eclecto-mechanical unit is completed (lockjaw), project is abandoned by DIRE due to funding concerns. Lockjaw temporarily deactivated

rasputin meets and recruits young gazer (start of cycle 2)

Gigo joins DIRE

second eclecto-mechanical unit is mostly completed (talos), project abandoned by DIRE while still in prototype stage due to failure to meet goals in expected timefrane. Talos temporarily deactivated

third eclecto-mechanical unit is completed (sidequest) and successfully implemented to automate research and testing. Lockjaw and Talos reactivated to provide manual labor in automated lab

rasputin returns to rest-no-longer to consult with fane- enters the lost bog in secret, finds corpse of nil, takes stinger from tail

rasputin forges the godkiller knife from nil's tail stinger

rasputin has the children of the unseeing eye hunt down sundogs. one is captured and rasputin successfully kills it with the gk knife

rasputin stabs self with gk knife, becomes a dragon from transfered eternal energy

fourth eclecto-mechanical unit is completed (ransom), determined too dangerous to continue testing/research, contained in single quarentined computer. DIRE shifts focus from eclecto-mechanics to eclecto-biology

DIRE begins the Living Handsome project

rasputin continues hunting sundogs

young doc deadly is orphaned and greviously injured, taken in and experimented on by DIRE

rasputin declares start of the third infinite empire as emperor

rasputin starts conquering cities

Judge is created from one of rasputin's massacres

LH becomes only semi-successful product of the Living Handsome project. project is terminated, LH becomes a lab assistant/test subject, doc deadly promoted from test subject to experimenter

rasputin uses knife to ritualistically kill and revive gazer as a dragon

gazer becomes rasputin's attack dog, kept at his side, sicced on dissenters

gar leaves DIRE, DIRE is effectively gutted of funds, given no new projects

rasputin and gazer returns to rest-no-longer, rasputin intending on killing fane

gazer steals the gk knife and kills rasputin, leaves fane be

gazer becomes new emperor of the third infinite empire

continues conquoring

kakisto + hellkite created from one of gazer's massacres, taken in as judge's angels

gigo downloads ransom onto a flash drive and leaves DIRE to track down gar

morris makes contact with sidequest

gazer asks doc deadly to revive the living handsome project, and wants LH to be used as a weapon

LH + doc deadly escape DIRE

sidequest, lockjaw, and talos escape DIRE

Gazer returns to rest-no-longer intending to kill fane

LH, doc deadly, gigo, ransom, lockjaw, talos, and sidequest all end up at rest-no-longer when gazer arrives

gazer is overpowered and killed

fane stabs self with gk knife. null is unpetrified, fane and null are permanently bound together as dragons (end of cycle 2)

gk knife returned to nil's corpse

fane and null leave rest-no-longer. temple is left in disrepair

nil's corpse and boghast are raised from the dead due to extreme amounts of eternal energy in the area now that fane is gone. bog inhabited by whisps, ghost cranberries begin growing

Lure, an Eternal, takes interest in mortal coil, leaves a cutting, and begins parasitizing the domain in secret. Psychologically tortures a few mortals just for funzies

amounts of bog cranberries are found outside of the bog. discovered to be effectively magic-batteries, allowing for extremely powerful spellcasting

rumors about magic bog is spread- cranberries effectively magic-batteries for mages, allow for extremely powerful spellcasting

smuggler(s) find bog, attempt to steal cranberries to sell, killed by boghast

blacktar is formed in the bog from the dead smugglers

brutus is raised in temple alongside close friend (start of cycle 3)

judge takes up task to create new mooncats. has kakisto and hellkite manipulate mortal to cause the deaths of almost everyone in temple. brutus and friend are mortally wounded but still alive

judge kills brutus's friend directly, Sanctuary is formed

novice approaches brutus, offers deal to save brutus's life- brutus is brought back to life as demon

judge punishes hellkite + kakisto for "failure". h+k rebell, become fallen angels

Lunker, an Eternal, takes interest in the mortal coil. Leaves a cutting, starts a research project in secret to see if mortals can create their own domains. Poses as a nature deity when interacting with mortals

judge forms new angel, de jure

judge attempts to kill brutus + the novice while brutus learns how to live as a demon

h+k blame each other for becoming fallen- join opposite sides of a conflict, try to kill each other

Lunker takes Sebastian in as a priest. Seb realizes almost immediately that Lunker is lying, but plays along anyways

robber kills bystander, takes hostage, and flees. end up in lost bog. robber kills hostage, robber killed by blacktar, both resurrected as roupgaruke

Lunker and Sebastian start dating

brutus and the novice meet k+h, team up to confront judge + de jure

judge is demoted, k+h become mooncats (in name alone) in judge's absence

brutus and the novice fuck off to go live in relative peace (end of cycle 3)

roupgaruke lures a lost wanderer into the bog and kills them in a (failed) attempt to impress boghast. wanderer is ressurected as lungfish

Moonshine, a sundog, begins to harass Garte, a retired fisherfolk turned lighthouse keeper

Pedal is created by Lythe to act as an acolyte of balance

Khetzal begins getting regular nightmares of the consumed sun

Bailey + Razar meet at a digsite, start dating, and work together regularly

Lucky Shot is sold a gun by a traveling charlatan.

B+R discover an unnaturally pristine crypt from the creation era (start of cycle 4)

Bailey opens a sealed room, containing Roach

Built up entropic energy destroys the crypt, kills Bailey, and injures Razar

Razar looks into necromancy to bring Bailey back

Lungfish leaves the bog, but is still bound to it + to boghast

Lucky Shot is driven out of town

Pedal becomes intrigued by Roupgaruke specifically and keeps trying to interview the undead murderous wolf-horse-thing

Razar tries to ressurect bailey, which technically fails, but does directly prompt reformation of roach + bailey

Bailey and Roach are bound together as Dragons

Bailey learns The Secret

Bailey + Roach begin killing people for reasons related to The Secret

Razar, Lungfish, and Lucky Shot each seperately track down Khetzal to ask for advice

Khetzal, at this point convinced that the world is ending, has a bit of a breakdown and/or midlife crisis and suggests that the best course of action is for the four of them to go on a roadtrip together

they go on a roadtrip together

Lucky Shot realizes that the gun he was sold was a prop gun. It is revealed that the entire time, he was technically a mage, and using the prop gun as a magic focus. The only spell they know how to use is "bullet"

Lungfish learns they can break the bond with boghast + the bog by binding themself to someone else. Lungfish willingly binds themself to Lucky Shot

Razar confronts Bailey and convinces her that indiscriminate murder is not the answer. Roach isnt as quickly convinced but is actually kind of sick of the whole death and entropy thing so goes along it eventually

Khetzal confronts the whalefall-esque corpse of the sun they ate.

The Sun tells khetzal [REDACTED] (end of cycle 4)

[spring-lxcked]

man who is clearly daydreaming and when you ask him what it's about he says it's just designs but actually he was fantasizing abt dismembering ppl <3

[wall-maria-around-ba-sing-se]

Things you learn by reading the Xenoblade X pre-story short stories that were never officially translated:

The gravity on Mira is 0.94 that of Earth

The Planet Mira was named after a woman from Earth named Mira Torrez. I think it's possible to learn this in-game but I've never seen it personally

The literal first thing you learn about Mira Torrez is that she was Protestant. Which I'm sure she could be but, statistically speaking, with that last name she probably wasn't lmao

Mira was considered the "emotional backbone" on the Earthlife Colonization Project and helped bridge the communication gap between regular citizens and the more military/governmental sides of the project. She was simultaneously a clergywoman, an educator, and a scientist. Without her, many normal people perceived the project as too concerned with preserving national interests rather than life on Earth. Mira was focused on steering the plan to be "free of racial, national or religious motives"

Mira chose to stay behind on Earth as it was attacked seemingly to help board people until the last second 🫡

Most of the people in current-NLA worked in heavily-fortified sectors of the ship like the Habitat Unit and the bridge. Meanwhile, the escape pods (like the one the player is found in) were for crew members who worked in less fortified sections of the ship

The Ghosts are called such not because we don't know anything about them, or because they disappeared suddenly, but because they phased through the hull of the ship when attacking

Tatsu got captured trying to get his shut-in friend to go outside and Touch Grass. He also got captured by the Prone RIGHT as the White Whale was crashing onto Mira.

While being dragged back to the Prone camp, Tatsu wished on the White Whale like a shooting star which, to me, felt very much like:

The Nopon did not know they lived on a planet until these weirdo aliens showed up and told them they live on a big ball in space

Nagi is the one who decided that Tyrants are called Tyrants

Nagi's the one who named it New Los Angeles/NLA

Nagi is the one who got rid of the ranks (recall in the beginning of the game, Irina is used to calling Elma "colonel" but Elma corrects her saying they're all the same rank now) mostly because he didn't actually want to be the chief defense minister lamo

Nagi ended up being defense minister anyways because Vandam called him a chicken about it

It was already obvious based on his in-game dialogue and battle lines, but the short stories really drive home that Nagi really really would rather be in the field commanding a small squad than be stuck at a desk doing paperwork

He tried to get Vandam to take the job but when that fails he ends up making it so Vandam has to be head of BLADE

Before the reorganization, Elma outranked Vandam

Nagi is the one who named it BLADE, seemingly based on something Elma had said a long time ago

Nagi is constantly going "man.... if only Elma was here" and I think it's so cute. They're besties your honor.

Maurice was the only "passenger" awake on the White Whale while it was in space. Everyone else was crew.

Maurice was supposed to be loaded into the lifehold alongside the president (unclear if Of The US or of some other organization) but the alien attack started and the president and the other aides fucking died(?). He woke up on the ship alone and he was depressed with survivors guilt for a few weeks until he resolved to start building connections with people, which ended up getting him a lot of ears up the chain of command

Maurice ended up running the government because everyone else thought it was a boring job

Nagi muted Maurice's comm device because he was sick of his nagging lmao. This made it harder to find him after the crash though, unfortunately

Maurice looks up to Mira Torrez and wants to "carry on her ideals"

Maurice was the one who suggested the planet be named after Mira

Lin saves Maurice's life by using herself as bait to lure a Tyrant away from him with flares

While all of the characters agree it is an unfortunate necessity that they have to fight the indigens, Lao seems to be the most against fighting native fauna, rolling his eyes and scoffing at retroactive justifications like "sorry, but it was me or you"

Nagi notes that Lao used to be more cheerful "before all this". I did not know that Nagi knew Lao before the destruction of Earth

Elma does not make an appearance until the end of the final short story. Unsurprisingly, Irina is the happiest about Elma resurfacing and is described as "clinging" onto Elma "with tears in her eyes" (👈 👀 🏳️‍🌈❓) while Elma explains where she's been this whole time (fixing her Skell after the crash so she could meet up with the others)

[ellesreids]

office siren!reader x spencer

@cinnamoncunt (I posted your ask too soon and had a panic attack I'm so sorry lmao)

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Spencer's completely and utterly infatuated with you, and he's been so since you've first stepped foot into the BAU, all smiles and bursting with optimism. You were taken under JJ's wing in training to become the team's new communications liaison, considering the blonde was steadfast moving towards becoming an official agent sooner or later.

One of the first things Spencer (and pretty much everyone else) noticed about you was your sense of style. It reflected your personality perfectly; sweet and bubbly but with an underlying and undeniable professionalism. Pretty pink, perfectly ironed blouses and pencil skirts and a pair of heels that could almost give Penelope a run for her money.

Spencer would sit at his desk most mornings and a small smile would stretch across his face once he heard the rhythmic click clack of your heels, soon followed by a "Good morning, Doctor Reid," that had his heart fluttering wildly in his chest and a cup of warm coffee placed on his desk. The faint flowery scent of your perfume would always catch his nose as you passed, calling him to you like a siren lures sailor.

Despite the many times he had insisted you could just call him by his name, you would just give him a smile and continue to refer to him by the honorific he was so proud of. You mostly did it to poke fun at him, always satisfied with the blush that spread across his cheeks when you would call him that.

He thinks you sometimes tease him on purpose just to watch the way he flushes at your words. Some mornings it would be a compliment to his outfit, hand smoothing over his cardigan as the sugary words left your mouth. "You look very handsome today, Doctor Reid," you'd say with a small smile, and before he could even think of an appropriate reply you'd be long gone and on your way to your desk.

Most times it would be compliments and words of praise you threw his way, and he still didn't know if you were doing it to stroke his almost nonexistent ego or to make fun of him (when in reality, you were just flirting) You had been trying to get through to him for a while, but it never seemed like he took any of your flirtatious words to heart. It should've discouraged you, but you were nothing if not persistent.

lt was no secret to most of your colleagues that Spencer had a fat crush on you, but what he didn't know was that the feeling was very much mutual.

[ankiebitez]

Can I request?

Avisos boys reacting to you/reader wearing their clothes. Could be their uniform, could be their casual clothing or sleepwear.

Would've added wearing their underwear (the clean ones ofc) but i hc that they go commando so 🤷‍♀️

I hope this lil request hasn't been done yet 😭😔

- 🦐

MC wearing avisos boys clothes

tags: gn!mc , nsft 🔞 , beelzebub stealing readers underwear/clothes for implied nsft purposes , beels scent kink , amons a mischievous little shit

note: im SO sorry this took so damn long ive had it mostly done for months but couldn't figure out how to write for stolas since there aint much for him lmao and then i just kept putting it off. i hope you like it though :>

Beelzebub

imagine trying on his clothes when you think he's gone, maybe he left a shirt or something and you decided to put it on out of curiosity, looking at yourself in the mirror when suddenly beel appears with a happy little smile seeing you in his stuff

coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing his nose against the nape of your neck to inhale your scent mixed with his

"hmmm, i didnt know that you were such a thief..." he'd hum while letting his hands slide up under the shirt to touch your skin, looking up at you in the mirror with an even bigger grin

you can mention that he forgot the shirt and that you didn't steal it, or the countless times that he's swiped your underwear when you look away for a second, but he's not focused on that

he'd 100% fuck you while you're wearing the shirt and then take it with him, he'll leave you another one behind at least for you to wear so he can do the same thing again. what he does with the worn shirt is unmentioned, but he probably wouldn't wash it until he gets the next one or its gotten too dirty.

Bael

imagine wearing baels clothes and coming into his office, dude might actually put the paperwork down for a second

just a second though, he'll pull you into his lap to give you kisses before continuing, he'll probably let you sit in his lap while he does it

he thinks its adorable, especially if you wear something of his besides his uniform clothes. he'll like it more since its something not related to beel or his work

will hold you, sniff you, give you kisses and compliments while doing his work

if you'd like to actually get him to take a break though, wear nothing beneath his clothes

Amon

honestly he probably hid your regular clothes while you were changing so that you'd wear his, you'd turn around for a second and when you look back your clothes are gone and replaced with his. he's fast as fuck and definitely used it as a way to lure you into his room for cuddles, if you're mad and scold him thats just a bonus

he'd snatch you up and pull you into bed with him, either to snuggle or if you wanna punish him he wouldn't mind that either. would love it if you wore his shirt and rode him, maybe even cockwarm him afterwards too.

would also think its really cute if you didn't know it was him somehow. come into his room and ask for his help to find the thief, he'll pretend to help you look around which ultimately leads to yall fucking in some random area of the palace. 50% chance of it being stolas' or naberius' room just to piss them off bc he's a little shit and can't help it, he just thinks its too cute seeing you look around even though you're literally wearing his clothes.

if you ask him to wear his clothes, he'd think it's adorable and would let you wear whatever you wanted.

Naberius

not sure how to feel that a lot of this post is about scents but yea he would definitely be into that as well. he tries to act dignified but he can't help giving into his canine instincts, definitely likes that you have his scent on you now from his clothes

might wonder if this is a humans way of choosing a partner or something like a mating ritual, are you trying to seduce him???? he hadnt heard about this behavior for humans before.... but its working.

will indirectly encourage you to wear his clothes or take them more often and pretends to forget them in your room

he really likes it to say the least, i feel like he tries pretty hard to put up a very sophisticated and put together front, but in private he'll be cuddly and nuzzling against you while you're wearing his clothes. its very cute, call him a good boy too and he might get hard though

Stolas

feel like it might depend, he is short tempered so if its something like his crown he might think you're making fun of him which would Not be good

if its something like his coat though he'll probably get a huge ego boost, getting cocky immediately and bringing you to sit in his lap

im just imagining him having you sit on his lap in front of a mirror, his chin on your shoulder while his hands feel what's underneath the coat.

let's just say thats not an extra gun hidden in his pants, he's just very happy to see you in his clothes

[chrystal-ink]

After giving it some thought, I have a headcanon for the Shadow harem:

It’ll be Boom!Shadow acting disgusted at the other Shadows simping for y/n while secretly being just as down bad for y/n as they are. I imagine it would be because he either doesn’t know how to approach or it’s a tactic to lure y/n away from the others to get you alone by acting mysterious and aloof.

Btw I’m curious. As far as the harem goes, do each of those Shadows have their own version of y/n, or are they all just drawn to y/n bc they all are Shadow and the OG Shadow is in love with y/n? Does that make sense?

Oh ABSOLUTELY! He is so down bad it’s ridiculous. I think he just has a natural distain for all the shadows and tries to keep away from then partially because he thinks he’s either “too cool” or “better” than the rest of them but I also think he’s partially embarrassed because he is the only shadow who’s Maria wasn’t an actual person (she was a surfboard don’t believe me look it up) lmao

I’m also at the point where I’m thinking about sleeping arrangements for the house and I’m definitely toying with having boom sleep in the back yard mostly because he A) lives in a cave and is used to sleeping outdoors, B) doesn’t want to share a room with the others, and C) it forces you to have to fetch him for meals (or something along those lines)

As for the rest of the Shadows having you in their universes I’ll say that my main overall theme of this series will be “loving you in every universe” one of the main conflicts that I’m playing with is the question of weather or not you have a counterpart in each of the Shadow universes.

I’ll leave the answer below the cut for those who don’t want that particular question spoiled

SPOILERS BELOW

Yes you do have a counterpart in their universes for one reason or another they simply haven’t met you yet. Their feelings towards you stem from the same place your feelings towards them comes from. A kind of cosmic connection soulmates kind of a thing going on.

While you are not the “you” that is supposed to be with them and vice versa they can’t help but fall for you the same way you can’t help but fall for them.

[just1cefor4ll]

Just saw that you take SBG requests! If possible could you do a Tyler oneshot where the reader starts out as Barron’s gf (it’s not going well bc he’s a jerk). Maybe Tyler helping her out of that relationship and just fluff of him being there for her. Bonus points if reader’s in the group!

Tyler Hernández x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, toxic relationship, manipulation

genre: angst(??) but mostly fluff

A/N: hope this doesn’t look rushed lmao I tried my best :,)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You’ve been dating Barron for a few months now, you wanted to give him a chance, thinking he would be different towards someone he actually loved, or so you thought he did. It started off as a normal relationship, he was sweet, took you out on dates, but now you realize that was just a trick so he could wrap you around his finger. You tried leaving several times, but you learned from your mistakes and didn’t think it was worth the bruises you would get. You. just had to pull through! Right?

You met Ashlyn and the other after you started dating Barron. They were really hesitant to let you in the group, thinking you were just trying to lure Logan into doing things for Barron like before, but they quickly relized you weren’t the type of person to do those types of things. You were complete opposites; he was manipulative, mean, and just a total jerk, while you were kind, truthful and calm unlike Barrons short temper. Everyone in the group was questioning how you even managed to be in a relatiomship with such an idiot but you brushed off the comments and told them he was different in private, which was a lie. Well if they asked this a few months back it wouldn’t have been a lie, but I guess people like Barron fairly change quickly. It was a few weeks after you started hanging out with the group that your situation with Barron worsened. To say that he was upset you were hanging out with the group that literally BEAT UP him and his little minions was an understatement. He would start beating you, yelling at you; “Oh so I’m not enough for you you fucking whore?” “You think you can just run off and think they will solve your problems for you?” But right after he would put up this kind facade, hugging you close, whispering sweet nothings into your ear and playing with your hair; “I’m sorry love, you know I get angry.. it’s just that..” Just endless excuses that you fell for, so you stayed.

The group quickly noticed your bruised figure; “Oh I’m fine, I was playing with my brother and fell!” or “I bumped into the side of a table this morning because I was in a hurry!” Everyone seemed to believe you except Tyler. He eyes you the whole lunch break, even during class. You glance at him every now and then and your mind starts to race; “What if he knows?” You think to yourself and look at Barron who like always wasn’t paying attention at all and would ask for you to do his work for him. You roll your eyes and decide this class doesn’t deserve your attention so you lay your head down on your desk and drift off.

The sound of the bells jolts you awake and you groan, gathering your stuff and go to leave the classroom. You feel a hand on your shoulder; “Leave me al—�� “Come meet me after school, i’ll be waiting in front of the gates.” You hear from behind you and recognize the voice as Tylers. You nod and leave the class immediately, praying Barron didn’t see your little interaction.

The day went by dreadfully slow and you counted down the minutes when the last bell finally rang. The hallways were crowded with angsty teens and pick me whores who couldn’t wait to get drunk on a Friday night. You push your way through the mob of people and go to the gate where Tyler said he would be. You see Barron and his minions in the crowd of people and you sprint towards Tyler, grabbing him by the wrist and pull him towards the nearby coffee shop you had near your school. After you believe your put of sight you slow down, walking in silence. “Um, you can let go now?” Tyler says, pointing to his wrist. “Oh yeah, right.. sorry.” You look away, putting your hands in your hoodies pocket. Tyler raised a brow, it was mid May and it was getting hot out, every girl at school was either in tank tops, shorts, or dresses. He pushes the thoughts aside and opens the coffee shops door, letting you in first. You sit down in one of the more secluded spots in the shop and place your bag down.

“Soo.. whats up?” You ask, ordering a refreshing drink. Tyler just looks at you, eyes furrowed and arms crossed over his chest. “I know what you told us today was just a load of bull.” He says in a stern voice, having a “if you lie to me I’ll personally jump over this table and smack you” face.

“What do you mean? Are you implying anything?” You smile innocently, fiddling with your fingers under the table. He raised a brow, and hums; “Maybe I am.” He says and stays quiet after thar, staring you down, making you shift in your seat. You clear your throat and finish your drink, standing up; “Well if you don’t wanna discuss anything, i’ll be leaving—” You get cut off by getting tugged back by your wrist. You sigh and turn around, looking down at the ground not wanting to meet his harsh stare. He sighs and lifts your chin to look up at him, his gaze softening just a bit. “Wha—” He pulls you into a hug and you freeze, the new form of affection taking you by suprise. You hesitantly hug him back, feeling a bit awkward hugging him in a coffee shop but you pushed the thought away. He grabs your wrist and pulls you from the coffee shop; “I know that relationship between you and the hijo de puta isn’t healthy hermosa.” He says letting go of your wrist, looking away from you and kicking rocks he had in his way. You sigh, contemplating if you should say anything, the things that Barron had told you haunting you everywhere you went. “I don’t know what your talking about.” You say and Tyler rolls his eyes; “Yeah right, you got that bruised cheek and eye from chasing your cousins riiight yep that explains it!” He says sarcastically and crosses his arms over his chest; “Really Y/N let me or the others help you, we aren’t blind, the others just didn’t wanna be pushy and force you to say anthing.” He says as you both walk to the park, only a few minutes away from the coffee shop.

He sits you down on the bench and towers over you, glaring right at you. “Come on we just wanna help, well at least I do, come on cariño, let me help you.” He says and sits down next to you. You look at him in disbelief, maybe you could finally get out of Barrons torturous grasp? But what if he would keep bothering you? What if he hurts your friends? Your eyes water and you hug Tyler, sobbing into his shoulder; “I’m scared Ty, I really am.” You choke on your sobs, shaking uncontrollably while Tyler rubs your back soothingly. “Aw Y/N don’t cry hermosa.. it’ll be fine.. I promise.” He says, cupping your cheeks and wipes away your tears. You smile softly, finally calming down from your little nervous breakdown. “Thanks Ty..” He nods in acknowledgment and puts an arm around your shoulder, bringing you closer to him.

You rest your head on his shoulder and talk with him for what feels like hours, explaining your situation with Barron and how he has been treating you. Tyler listens, only commenting a few times since he didn’t wanna interrupt you and make you feel like he doesn’t care. Oh he did care, more than you could imagine. He’s been a bit overprotective of you since you joined the group, always protecting you from bullies you didn’t even know you had because Tyler always kept their mouths shut.

The next day you texted Barron to meet you at the school gate, which he did. “Hey babe whats up?” He smirks and wraps an arm around your shoulder. You give him a disgusted look and shake him off, stepping away and try to keep your distance from him. Tyler was watching the whole scene unfold, promising you that if things got out of hand that he would intervene. “Barron I think we should—” He cuts you off and glares at you; “Oh so that’s what this is about? We already talked about this you fucking bi—” While he was rambling, you didn’t even notice Tyler walking up to him and punching him right in the nose, an awful cracking sound being heard seconds later. “She said what she said estúpido, now leave her alone.” Tyler holds your hand in his, pulling you away from the now bleeding boy. Barron knew better then to mess with Tyler so he just cursed under his breath, leaving you alone. You walk into the boys bathroom that people rarely went to since people thought it was “haunted” and he grabs you by the shoulders looking at you with a worried expression.

“Y/N are you okay?” He asks, concern evident in his voice. You look up at him and pull him into a hug, having the biggest smile on your face. You mumble like a hundred thank you’s, and pull away from the hug. “Thank you so much Tyler, you don’t know how much you helped me.” You say and kiss his cheek. “I know this won’t make up for the problems I causes you but—” You get cut off by soft lips on yours, leaving you stunned. You close your eyes and kiss back, wrapping your arms around his neck while his arms travel down to your waist. Your lips move in sync, like you were just made for each other and pulled apart for breath. Tyler smiles down at you and kisses your forehead and smirks; “I’ll need a few more of these~” He leans down to kiss you again, a finger on his lips stopping him. “First of all, take me out on a date.” You smile innocently and head to your class, leaving Tyler to plan your date for the rest of the day.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

[moonstruckme]

hi!! first of all, i am a frequent reader(???) of your blog because your writing is immaculate and you seem so sweet and fun to talk to you, thank you so much for all the work that you do

second of all, i really hope your request are indeed open so that i am not spamming you🫶 in case they are closed, i am so very sorry and freely ignore this

I was wondering if i could request a little reader x either james or if the spark comes to do poly! i will NEVER say no to that lmao, where the reader seemingly out of nowhere starts feeling down, voicing that she doesn't think she's a good person? because she thought of all the friendships and extremely close people that left her and she just feels hurts and confused?

need some hurt/comfort rn, i know i am a little mean, and probably not the nicest person out there, but thinking of all the failed friendships/folks that i loved so dearly makes me feel like perhaps i am not a good person and that thought plagues me a bit ng

either way, thank you so much in advance, i hope you are well, getting to take care of yourself and have a lovely rest of day, evening of whenever you are reading this!

Thanks for requesting honey, love you <3

James Potter x fem!reader ♡ 1.2k words

James is talking to you about the movie he wants to go see, and if you were a better girlfriend—if you were better, period—you’d be listening, chipping in occasionally but mostly just letting him talk with the same adoring attentiveness he always gives you. But instead, you’re still stuck in the pub you’d left a few minutes ago, watching the surprise play over Sirius’ features. The flash of something you suspect might have been hurt in his cool gray eyes before he covered it up with skillful quickness. 

“And whatever I say, I can’t seem to lure the boys to another sci fi film,” James goes on, “so I’m afraid you might be conscripted for that one.” 

“Okay.” 

“Really?” The disbelief in James’ voice brings you back to attention. “I thought you’d have more qualms after that last one.”

You did swear to James that he’d never be dragging you to another of his nerd movies again. But maybe this is your opportunity to turn over a new leaf. “You want to see it, right?” 

“Well, yeah.” 

“Then we’ll go.” 

The two of you walk under a streetlight, giving you a clear view of your boyfriend’s skeptical expression. “You’re really alright with it? We can go see that new rom com instead, if you want.” 

See, this is the problem with being around James. He’s so, so good. It makes you seem even worse in contrast. And he makes it impossible to be selfless, because he always has to be the most giving person in any situation. It makes you want to cry from both love and frustration. 

“Let’s just go to the one you want to see,” you say, and despite your best intentions the words come out with a slight edge. 

“Alright,” he says slowly. Now you can feel his eyes on you, your own gaze vaguely ahead as you keep pace alongside him on the sidewalk. You live in a more shadowy part of town, but the clouds obscuring the moon make the darkness complete. James’ voice is tentative. “Hey, are you okay?” 

You chew your bottom lip. “Do you think I upset Sirius earlier?”

“You mean that joke you made?” It doesn’t help your anxiety that he knows exactly what you mean. No chance it flew completely under everyone else’s radar, then. “No, he was fine.” 

“You don’t think he looked…I don’t know, shocked? Like his feelings were hurt?” 

James’ gaze burns into the side of your head, but you won’t look at him. “No, angel. I think your sense of humor can be a little…” he fumbles for the right word, and a worm of unease writhes in your gut “...brash, sometimes, but Sirius is made for that stuff. The last person you’re going to offend with that is him. He gets it.” 

You sigh and nod, doing your best to convince yourself he’s telling the truth. 

“Hey.” He bumps your shoulder lightly with his. “What’s going on in that head of yours? I can hear you thinking.” 

“I just don’t really know if I’m a good person.” 

Your voice is quiet, but you know James hears you perfectly. His steps actually fumble for a second, like he might stop in his tracks. 

“Of course you are,” he says. “I mean—listen, of course I would lie to you even if you weren’t, though I guess we probably wouldn’t be together if I thought you were a bad person, but—anyway, you are. You are a good person.” 

You force a laugh, ignoring how your throat contracts around it. “Sorry. I know you’d lie to make me feel better, Jamie. You’re too nice.” 

“I would,” James acknowledges, following as you go up the front steps to your apartment and dig around in your bag for your key. “But I’m not right now.” He ducks his head as you twist your key in the lock, jockeying for a view of your face. “Sweetheart, why would you think that about yourself?” 

“I don’t know,” you mumble as you step inside. You set your keys down on the table by the door and knead at your chest, but it does nothing to relieve the hollow ache forming there. 

“Yeah you do,” James says softly, hot on your tail. “I know you, you don’t just say these things. Come on.” He takes your shoulders in his hands, trapping you, and you drop your gaze to avoid meeting his eyes. (You know how that goes. They make you feel all soft and melty and get you to talk and talk and talk.) “I can’t be fully honest with you if you’re not honest with me,” he says. 

“I just know—I know I can be really mean sometimes.” Your voice cracks on mean, and James tightens his grip on you, holding you together while you crumble. The pressure in your throat is hot and thick, but it feels so good to cry. Like your outsides finally match your insides. “I want to be better but I don’t know how.” 

“Sweetheart.” James’ voice sounds like heartbreak. His hands slide from your shoulders, wrapping around your upper back and squeezing painfully. “Lovely, you don’t need to be better. Or, not more than anyone else. You’re already a good person.”

You make a miserable choked sound, frustrated with him for only telling you what you want to hear and frustrated with yourself for not knowing better.

“You are,” he says, half desperate. “Know how I know?”

You take your face from his shoulder, eyeing guiltily the glossy wetness of your tears and snot on his jumper. James takes your face in a big hand, finally succeeding in angling it towards him. 

He’s giving you a little smile despite his own watery eyes and the deep crinkle between his brows. He takes your look as enough prompting to go on. 

“Because bad people don’t worry about if they’re good people.” The words are emphatic, beseeching. Begging you to understand. “They don’t try to do the right thing. You being worried about Sirius is just proof that you care. Do you think a bad person would get themselves so worked up” —he thumbs at the wet skin underneath your eye, smiling thinly— “over whether they’re being too mean? That just doesn’t happen, love.” 

You swallow thickly, letting James press a solid kiss to your temple. He holds your face between his hands like you’re something special. Something worth having. 

“I wouldn’t be with someone who was always being genuinely mean to my friends,” he tells you, voice dropping into a lower register. You know he’s being sincere. James would never let anything happen to Sirius or Remus, certainly not by someone he’d brought into their orbit. “But we all know you don’t mean anything cruel by the things you say. It can be a little…” 

“Brash?” you supply, and James smiles. 

“Yeah,” he admits, “sometimes. Anyone who knows you doesn’t take it personally, though. You’re kind in your own way, it’s just not always what people are used to.” James tilts his head, assessing your expression and giving you full view of the earnestness in his. “You’re a good person. And please don’t worry about being that kind of mean to Sirius, alright? He can take it.”

[eggplant-crusader]

Just saw Across the Spider-Verse for the second time, here's a few things I noticed (spoilers!):

When the Spot is explaining how he brought the spider to their universe, I'm pretty sure we see a glimpse of the spider being snatched when it was about to bite a very classic Peter Parker. I don't think this confirms he was supposed to be the Spider-Man of that universe (instead of 42!Miles), since this is just a depiction of what the Spot is saying and he doesn't know. Also I'm not sure I saw right. (EDIT: THIS IS WRONG! The guy I thought was Peter was 100% not him, just some random person, I think, and behind him was 42!Miles! the spider was clearly about to bite MiLES!)

I had realized Hobie went to the Society because he knew there was trouble, but I hadn't caught that he actually tried to prevent Miles from going altogether! Then when he realized that was happening he decided to tag along (I love him so much he instantly decides he's in Miles' corner til the end)

Before meeting Gwen, Jeff and Rio comment how Ganke calls them by their first name and they don't like that.

There was so much going on the first time that I didn't stop to think, but after Gwen is kicked out back to her world, she goes home JUST TO GRAB HER PICTURE WITH MILES. Like, she gets in, grabs the picture, and goes straight back to the window. She was ready to be homeless, she just couldn't leave the one bit of him she had left behind.

I thought I saw Spider-Ham in the space elevator or vertical train or whatever part of the chase. I might be wrong though.

Miles didn't turn invisble once during the escape. This is proof he 100% was planning on luring everyone out, he WANTED to be seen.

Gwen is So Jelaous of spider-byte! She even pulls Miles away with a web like it's a leash lmao, but even before that, she's just not into that bonding.

When Miles beats Jess and Peter gives her shit, she actually smiles. She seems mostly impressed, not really annoyed.

The "We're supposed to be the good guys!" Moment is there mostly for her. Her reaction is the impactful one, she's shaken.

The hoodie Miles puts on when he arrives at his room in earth 42 is prowler purple.

[feligayzed]

YEAH IM HERE AGAIN ABOUT TO ASK ABOUT YOUR FUNNY FISH MAN AU YEAH THATS RIGHT

Okay okay, so we've seen you absolutely are a firm believer in Animal sounds and behaviors Sebastian right?

Now it makes me curious.. do you think some of these habits he ever accidentally carried over into being back to his mostly human daily life? Whether is be some sounds, old behavior he just didn't scrap, or otherwise; any of them that might've stuck with him?

🥹🥹🥹 I'M SHAKING I THOUGHT YOU'D NEVER ASK

Oh they absolutely do ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ very much so. Wayyy back I was supposed to draw up some scenarios about this specific thing in mind but uh. Oopsie *executive dysfunction blast*

Being a Creature for over a decade comes with its quirks, many of which are not easy to shake...not that he'd even care to try to, tbh. Old habits die hard and he's just tired, man, he couldn't be bothered to rein it in to appeal to the public anymore— this is as good as it's gonna get and if you have a problem you can take it up with the wall

That being said, let's talk about em!! The most obvious is his lil ear fin thingies; they still very much respond to emotion and he's actually become quite reliant on them for nonverbal communication. As a matter of fact, he didn't realize just HOW much he relied on it until after his big ole tail disappeared and he remembered rather quickly that humans have extremely limited variations of social cues (no this isn't an autism moment what pfft.....totally)

Smiling was also an adjustment he had to acclimate himself to. He couldn't recall when baring his teeth became a sign of aggression/fear to him, but the discomfort other (well-meaning) people brought him was realized very early on. On that note, he tends to get snarly when troubled or anxious, so. A good chunk of the time LOL. A small inconvenience happens and his lip is twitching

AS FOR NOISES his vocal chords were pretty much returned back to normal, so physically he isn't capable of a lot of the ones he used to be able to do, but that doesn't mean he won't give it his best shot. Unconsciously. He never tries to purposefully recreate any of the sounds because he just assumed they would make themselves known whether he liked it or not LMAO (it would be because. Embarrassing. But he bid farewell to his dignity a LONG time ago and now he's just resigned). Like if he stubbed his toe or some shit he would hiss from deep in his chest, and that's about the extent of his current range 😭 now me personally I like to think that he can purr still but it is a Deep Dark Secret the likes of which are career-ending

And now misc thangs 🕺

he was weird about food for quite a while, and it took a lot of work with Pai to get over it. This kinda looked like: refusing to eat anywhere other than his room, refusing to go out for dinner, staring long and hard at the raw meats section in the supermarket and consequently making the butcher uncomfortable. You get the idea

He'll instinctively reach for his non-existent lure when he enters a dark room, effectively grabbing at nothing

Avoided bodies of water at all costs for a hot minute. Took to washing his hair in the sink while he begrudgingly worked through some things with his lovely spouse whom he is so grateful for

His bed? Nest. Painter? Making it every morning without fail

He doesn't have to worry about shedding anymore but the Trauma of the experience was so great, he is thoroughly lotioned

[educatedsimps]

hello!!! I love your fics! Can I request a kenma x reader? where he does things he hates but still does it for the reader because the reader loves it? eg: getting wet in the rain etc? thank you if do!!

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kozume kenma x reader

a/n: HI ANONNN i'm so glad you like our stuff! and ofc bae :) yes kenma would 100% do stuff he doesn’t like just for his partner because they love it.

cw: not exactly the usual type of fic with a storyline, it's kind of like headcanons? mostly? but written headcanons? i think ????? idk man. anyway it's all fluff and kenma being ridiculously in love with you :)

wc: 1.7k

fic below!

the following is based on true events: lyssa: *sends yves a screenshot of the request* look there's another kenma req! yves: he's a literal cat lyssa: yeah! wait but that's not the point of the- yves: hold on i have a tweet for this lyssa: LMAO ofc u do

okay, on to the real stuff!

"Kenmaaaaa, let's go (insert activity of choice)!"

"...do we have to?"

"Yes! It'll be fun, I promise!"

"...are you sure?"

"Yes, come on!"

"...you really wanna?"

"Yes! And I promise to spend a whole day gaming with you. We can play literally any game you want. Now, can we go? Pleaseeee?"

Sigh. "Alright."

This was the usual conversation between the two of you whenever you wanted to do something Kenma didn't necessarily enjoy. In other words, you’d bribe him with a full day of gaming together.

You knew he'd much rather stay in any day of the week instead of go out and engage in such uncomfortable, sweaty and outdoor (derogatory) activities. Anyone who even remotely knew him would know that. However, you genuinely thought that doing more physical activities together would be good for the both of you.

Hence your increasingly frequent pleas for him to join you in doing said activities.

The first time you asked him out on such a date, it was to go swimming together. He looked at you with a blank expression, but you could read his thoughts exactly. "Do you even like me? Do you even know me?" was what he seemed to be saying. With his eyes, at least.

To be honest, most of his reasons for not wanting to go swimming were pretty valid. Why would he wanna get soaked just to take another shower after that? Why would he go swimming when there are gonna be people around to witness him flap around in the water? And his hair is already bleached, so why would he want to ruin it further by going into a pool practically loaded with chlorine? Out of everything, chlorine had to be the bacteria killer? Why couldn't it have been something nicer, like chocolate or something?!

Fair enough, you thought. But by the time the two of you were out of the pool that day (you don't even remember if you just played in the water or if you actually swam laps together), the sun was literally shining down on him, yet his smile seemed brighter than the sun itself. You weren't sure exactly what about swimming had made him smile like that the first time, but since then, every time you suggested going swimming together, you'd remind him how much fun he had the last time and he'd be less opposed to the idea.

Even though he'd probably never admit it to you, he actually enjoyed going swimming with you that first time because of you. The way you laughed and the way you seemed so comfortable in the water honestly captivated him. Then he started to notice how the sun reflected off the water and onto your skin, casting a golden glow around you.

So damn pretty, he remembered thinking to himself.

Soon, you started going swimming at night - to not "die of UV rays", in his words - and the way the moonlight reflected off your skin was simply ethereal. He couldn't have used any other word to describe you in that state. You reminded him of a siren, and if real sirens were even half as beautiful as you, he’d understand why those pirates and sailors were so easily lured out to sea.

Even if you couldn't swim swim, you still looked so content in the water that slowly, he couldn't say no to going swimming with you anymore.

The next kind of activity you asked him to do together was to go to the beach. And of course, you were met with the usual resistance at first. The way his face lightened when you said "swimming" then pinched together when you said "at the beach" told you exactly what he was thinking.

Ew. Sand. Everywhere.

Honestly? Valid. Sand gets everywhere - and I mean everywhere. The sand gets scorching hot in the daytime so why would anyone wanna go there? To get sand up your ass? To burn your feet off?? Like, can't you just do that over the kitchen stove or something?

That was until you were spending the day together at the beach, building sandcastles and sunbathing and just hanging out by the water. You could never forget how relaxed he looked by the end of it.

Sure, there were tons of other people at the beach that day, but he completely forgot about that when he was with you. You just did that somehow - make him feel like it was just the two of you even in a crowded room.

"It's not that bad, right, Kenma?"

"Eh..."

It's "not that bad" only because of you but I'm not admitting that, is what he was thinking.

This process continued with several more activities - cycling, hiking, even going to the gym.

When you asked him to go cycling together, his face told you, "What makes you think I'd enjoy cycling when there isn't even water to help me cool off this time? And what if I lose balance and fall?"

When you asked him to go hiking together, his expression screamed, "There aren't even gonna be wheels this time, are you kidding me? My legs are gonna give out. You're gonna have to haul me back home by yourself and it's not gonna be my problem."

And when you asked to go to the gym together, he muttered, "Kuroo and Yamamoto are rubbing off on you."

Despite these complaints, Kenma always came home looking more refreshed than ever. Even though he still didn’t love those sports, he didn’t hate them either, thanks to you. But that wasn't the point.

To him, the point was just seeing you do what made you happy. And as much as he hated getting all sweaty and sore and tired, he absolutely loved watching you go about the activities you had planned. Sure, you were just as sweaty and sore and tired as he was, but he didn't care. He honestly just cared that you were happy, and he knew then that he would do anything just to make you smile like that for the rest of your lives.

As for non-physical activities, if you love doing things like going to the museum, painting, gardening, yoga or meditation, board games, photography, he'd definitely be less resistant even though he doesn't particularly love those activities, and of course he'd just enjoy spending that time with you. Honestly, he's just glad you didn't pick something physically draining this time.

One time, you dragged him away from his video game and out of his bedroom to go play in the rain together. When you told him you wanted to go out into the rain, he had half a mind to drag you back into the house and lock you in the bedroom with him. But he was also kinda curious as to what you could possibly find so exciting in the middle of a rainstorm, so he followed you outside with just his hoodie, sweatpants and house slippers.

As raindrops pelted against his skin and clothes, he looked up to see you standing in front of him with your arms held out to the side and your head tilted slightly upward.

It was cool and rainy night, and Kenma would typically be in the comfort of his bed or gaming chair, safely sheltered from the rain. Why the hell would you wanna go out in the rain when you have a perfectly good house to stay in? He thought earlier.

Now, he finally had an answer to that. Two, in fact.

One, it was beautiful. He's obviously seen rain before, but only from his window. He had never been in the rain like this before. He's been caught in the rain on the way home from school or practice, sure, but never deliberately in the rain.

Looking up, the night sky was splattered with stars, barely visible behind metallic grey storm clouds. Silvery droplets raced towards the ground and glistening specks of water started to collect on his lashes. Blinking them away, he could see you in front of him.

The second answer to his earlier question was simple. You.

Dressed in one of his old volleyball jerseys, home shorts and slippers, you still looked so goddamn beautiful to him. You were laughing wholeheartedly even as raindrops assaulted your skin from above. You were somehow glowing even with just the dim streetlights nearby. Turning towards him, you grabbed his hands and pulled him towards you, further out onto the empty street.

"Come on, babe, have some fun!" You yelled, making sure he could hear you through the downpour. He could feel the rainwater slowly soaking through the material of his hoodie and onto his skin. He watched as you started kicking your feet and jumping into puddles of water on the road, and soon, the two of you were in the middle of an all-out puddle war.

Sooner or later you'd both be out of breath, and you'd end up with your arms wrapped around his neck and his around your waist. As the two of you swayed slowly back and forth, everything seemed to be in slow motion. The falling of rain around you, the steady beating of your heart, your slow breaths and the quiet rumble of thunder nearby added to the overall ambience.

Thinking back, he wasn't sure if this experience was beautiful because of the rain or because of you. Probably the latter, he thought. Furthermore, if he had to describe this experience in one word, he'd say it was magical. Simply and absolutely magical, and all thanks to you.

That day, he also decided that going out into the rain with you was worth an extra shower, and eventually this became a habit for the two of you whenever it rained heavily at night. If you moved to an apartment, you'd stand on the balcony together and stay there while it rained. Sometimes you'd dance, sometimes you'd play around with the puddles of rainwater on the ground, and sometimes you'd just be in each other's arms talking about anything and everything.

Main point is, he’s in love with you and he would do anything for you - even if it means getting sweaty and tired. Though I don’t think he’d complain that much if you asked to play volleyball HAHAHA

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[old-lemon-tree]

Sex headcanons for the guys? Dutch, Micah, others.. I would be interested to hear your takes :) just asking generally.

OH! This is a broad one sjdfhjskdfh

I have so many opinions about so many characters. I’m gonna focus on the two you mentioned because otherwise this post is gonna get soooo long lmao. Thank you for asking <3

Still, if anyone’s interested in knowing something more in depth, I’m always up to discuss!

As always, these are only my personal views, don’t take them too much at heart. Ship what you want, read what you want, write what you want. There isn’t a right or wrong way for it.

NSWF under the cut

Dutch

Vers (top-bottom) and Switch (dom-sub). Naturally, he's surrendering control only to indulge his partner—pure magnanimity on his part. (Sure, Dutch.)

He has wildly different approaches to sleeping with men and women, mostly rooted in his romanticized perception of femininity as divine. (This deserves a proper analysis, honestly.)

He’s a yapper with women. Won’t shut up—praises, teases, the cheesiest compliment ever heard to man. Did he read it in a book? Did he come up with that on his own? Who knows, he’s not gonna admit to either.

Flattery? For men? He doesn’t see the point. Unless, of course, he is on the receiving end. In which case, it’s completely normal, proper, and frankly, should happen more often.

If he’s doing something right, better tell him. Otherwise, he’ll ask. Incessantly. Not because he doubts himself—he just likes to hear it, moreso when he's subbing.

When he doms, it's intense. He promises to tease and make it last forever, but he gets overeager fast. He gets off on control in normal situations, just imagine what that does to him in bed.

Pillow Princess when he bottoms. To the point he needs to be physically moved because he won’t on his own.

You’d assume he has an oral fixation for how much he opens his big mouth, and yes. Yes, he has. On that note, he also likes mirrors.

He will be open to try things because he thinks there’s nothing he can’t do. He will promptly escalate them to a dangerous degree because he doesn’t know his own limit. Regardless if he is or isn’t into it, if challenged, he’ll do it again.

He will leave something behind. Maybe it’s an innocently forgotten belonging he'll have to retrive. Maybe it’s the not-so-innocent mark of his teeth. He needs to leave a reminder he was there.

Aftercare is a problem because he gets post-coital hyperactivity. He’ll pace, ramble, plan. Swears his best ideas come with a clear head. Peppy as hell, less controlled, arrogance through the roof. His sarcasm cuts a little too deep. Will get mean if pushed.

Micah

A life spent among outlaws (primarily men) meant female company was scarce and nights were long, boring and lonely. Plenty of opportunities to experiment, plenty of excuses to make.

Sleeping with women is recreational. Sleeping with men is transactional. He needs to gain something out of it, or at least have the impression he is gaining some kind of advantage/upper hand. He’s a master at justifying it.

If he bottoms he’ll fight like hell to pretend he’s simply allowing it. If he sees an opening for topping, he’ll take it. And when he does, it’s dangerous—because he gets nasty about it. Not that it ever feels as good as when he’s on his back—woah, who said that?!

He’s a terrible submissive. Too restless, too grabby, snaps back instead of following orders. Does he want to be put in his place? I mean…

He hates anything that looks too much like intimacy. Touching hands, looking in the eyes (unless there's some power-play involved). He avoids kissing like the plague. Don't try him, he bites.

If he senses vulnerability, he’ll be twice as vicious. If he’s the one unraveling, he’ll only take mockery as a response. Meanness is comfortable—it’s the language he speaks best, the one he understands the most.

He craves praise, but will never ask for it. He’ll try to subtly lure it out, twisting any backhanded comment if he needs to. If he gets nothing, he doesn’t care. He never cared. Really!!!

Vocal. Won’t stop talking and making noises. His dirty talk is abysmal and his attempts at being flirty are on par with the rest of his humor. Crass, cringy and ill-timed.

Runs out of stamina embarrassingly fast. Partly because he forgets to breathe. Partly because he just doesn’t breathe well, period. Anything that obstructs his mouth leaves him gasping—not that he minds.

Amusingly sensitive neck. The softer the touch the most restless he grows. But if someone actually wraps their hand around it or bites him? Hope nobody was expecting this to last much longer.

Has the attention span of a goldfish. Pleasure is nice, but bores him easily. If he’s not being challenged, pushed, or hurt, he zones out.

No afterglow. The moment the high fades, he turns into an irritable wretch.