#but overall he's just a sweet older man who wants to protect everyone

[knightkaito1412]

Omg, I can't believe my previous doodles had a lot of positive interactions with both reblogs and likes! 👀 That's insanely surreal to me! Seriously, thank you!!! 😭💚 So...

Here is the other page of Kafka doodles on my sketchbook! I included the whole spreadsheet of sketches cause it looked neater.

Anyway, I did some different expressions with his kaiju/human forms, and a few of them were definitely a pain to ink, lol. But because Kafka is soooo expressive, it's genuinely just a lot of fun, and it made me love this silly man more! 🤗

[daichiduskdrop]

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Chapter 20

Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader

Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,

Warnings: slight implications of bullying

Words: 3896

Taglist: @thelilbutifulthings @ilovemoneymorethenmen @singukieee @cherrysainttt @felicityroth @mageprincess7 @lucis-noctiana @danielle143 @osakis-gf @girl-nahh @vintageoldfashion @neverthefirstchoice @juju-227592 @silentreadersthings @i-have-no-life-charlie @everyonehatesshani @iamkookiesforyou @dragons-flare @fangirl125reader @roseidol @frieschan @popcatx0 @liz67900 @exfolitae

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Smiling gently at you, the alpha ran his finger through your hair.

They let you choose the movie, the packmates resting and regaining any energy they had lost throughout the day. 

Jimin warmed you up well, cuddling you throughout the whole storyline. Just as the film was ending, you gripped the alpha's hand, speaking up. 

„Oppa...?” You whispered, all the alphas turning to you with soft eyes. Humming softly, he ran his palm softly over your side, holding you closer. 

„Hm? What is it princess?” 

„Can we go to the mall today please?” You whispered, looking over at him. His eyes creased close, the man smiling widely at you. 

Letting his lips linger over your hair for a second or two he giggled gently, holding you closer. „Of course we can my princess.”

The alpha pulled you closer to his chest, his warm palms caressing over your shoulder gently. The pack felt protective still, but if you wanted to go shopping, of course they would take you.

It seemed like a great opportunity to start buying you more gifts for the upcoming christmas too. And they were more than happy with that thought. 

There was just something so greatly filling about spoiling omegas for alphas in general. And there were many occasions they could grab on to do so - some more sweet and happy while other a bit more serious. 

Every good pack would keep their baby happy at all costs, and money didn't play a big deal in such instances. That could lead to bigger problems.

But no alpha in their right might would even dare to refuse an omega in need—of anything, really. A new blanket for their nest? It doesn't matter if they have tens already; they can have hundreds when it comes to it.

The car carries a weird scent? Aw, baby, of course it will get fixed up right away; don't worry! A problem with the vehicle smelling uncomfortably will only be fixed by getting a different one, of course.

But who are they to say no to you? Of course, only considering your safety and health would they be most aware. Sure, scent blockers and heat suppressants were understandable in many instances, but they could also be very risky and dangerous.

A badly chosen and prescribed medication for the heats a healthy omega would go through, could lead to disasterous outcomes.

A heat was the only way to truly have children, and after the alpha's ruts got synced with their omegas, the highest chances of having pups occurred.

The heat suppressants, if taken wrongly, could fully stop the weakest second gender's chances of reproduction overall. While not everyone wanted to have children, which wasn't always taken well, but society was working through it, it was a choice only the omega had the right to decide upon.

No alpha, beta, or omega had the right to speak on such a personal matter. And if a wrongly chosen doctor would put the person at risk, it was more than understandable for the pack to step in.

While the pack was interested in having children sometime in the future, they weren't truly all ready for that yet.

Jin and the other older ones could potentially be good fathers, but Jungkook and Taehyung were just still a bit too hormonal and rowdy.

It was normal for alphas to truly mature only after a few years, way longer than any omega or beta would after they had their second gender revealed.

It wasn't an overall rule, but it was quite normal to have children only once the pack dynamics have been well established and the packmates have all mated to form the bond connection.

While the pack could form a bond in a very short amount of time, as scent compatibility played one of the biggest roles in doing so, until the packmates would truly mate and form a stable pack, it could take much longer before they were all ready.

The alphas you were currently lounging around with fully realised that they might have overreacted a little bit with your classmates and could have possibly talked it out in a better way, but when the students threw a few snarky comments about you, especially in their presence, they couldn't truly think clearly anymore.

While Yoongi was one of the more angry ones, the alpha had grown overprotective over you within the few days with you, he also knew that they should overall apologise to the students and mostly to you.

„Sounds good, kitty. Do you want to leave right away?” The older alpha asked, his hand gently rubbing your calf. His eyes held a soft gaze in them, one he kept closely locked away from being seen most of the time.

You deserved to have it, though; you deserved all the softness he so closely guarded within himself, and he was more than ready to provide you with it.

Nodding hesitantly, you realised that the men seemed more than content with you lying in the very middle of them. The alphas seemed to have formed a closed barrier around you during the time you were watching the TV, and with Namjoon the closest to the doors, you realised they still held their guard up high.

Sighing, you decided to speak up about the matter for now, before it would be too late and could carry a bigger misunderstanding.

You had a hard time speaking up your whole life, and you usually made sure to not complain and instead suck it up. Over time, it seemed to be a much safer option.

The men noticed that very early on, when meeting you, Yoongi could already tell you would always be a bit too closed off in your own little shell to tell him what was truly wrong.

And so, the alphas naturally fell into their more protective and dominant natures, always more than happy to help you with everything.

They had to keep you safe and happy after all, and that was their biggest mission in the future.

Namjoon knew that the pack might have a few struggles along the way, but he also knew that they were more than ready to work on everything. Communication would be the key, and they would try their hardest to always be reasonable and careful with you.

„About the school...” You didn't really finish the sentence; your palms were hiding away in your plush sweater, which the youngest so kindly chose for you this morning.

„Babycheeks, no one should ever act that way towards you; you understand that, right? That it's not okay?” The alpha looked at you closely, your eyes wavering a little bit.

He sighed out softly, shrugging the warm blankets off of you before he pulled you to himself. Jimin didn't protest much.

While sharing with anyone in general wasn't anyone's issue, the pack felt very different about sharing you.

Though the alphas had already agreed that they would always let their packmates have their time with you, if anything started to feel wrong, they would talk it out instead of being unreasonable.

„...come here...” He whispered, gently guiding your nose to his neck scent gland. The young man sighed out, his hands caressing your hair gently.

The packmates stayed quiet, the occasional sweet talks ringing through the room while they gently ran their palms and fingers over you too, comforting you with their best efforts.

„I know, but...” You whispered out after a few minutes, your head laying over Taehyung's shoulder while he would run his cheek and chin over your hair from time to time.

Jin watched you closely, his hand enveloping your fingers and smiling softly at you. „Hm? What is it, peaches?” The man encouraged you to speak your mind, watching over you fondly.

„M-Maybe you could have just talked with them, not... you kn-know..." You avoided his eyes, looking around the room instead.

Hobi sighed. You were right, though; maybe they really shouldn't have been that violent. On the other hand, considering what the betas seemed to say so comfortably in your name, he still felt like they deserved it in some way.

„I'm sorry, sunny-bub. It just... Didn't feel right to let them speak about you like that, yeah? I promise we will talk everything out a bit better in the future, my sunshine.”

The alphas nodded along, agreeing well with their packmates words. After a few seconds, you also shook your head a little.

„We're sorry, cub.” Namjoon said, running his fingers through your hair in a gentle motion. It didn't take too long before the pack truly started to get ready to leave for the incoming shopping spree.

And so, after tying up your beaten-up boots shoelaces for you, the youngest alpha was already pulling you along to the van, waiting at the entryway.

„Babybun, what do you say? How about we look at the art supplies store?” He excitedly said, holding the doors open for you and letting you climb in the vehicle first.

They felt like lifting your mood was very important at that moment and had already started plotting ideas on how to do so. You were a sensitive little thing; the packmates realised that well and wanted to keep you as happy as possible.

You felt yourself smiling a little bit, looking into Jungkook's eyes with glee. He smiled back just as widely, helping you buckle in, while Yoongi slid into the seat next to you, closing the door after himself.

And so, with Namjoon making sure you were all safe for the ride, he turned up the heaters to the maximum, and your group was on its way to the shopping centre.

The packmates were used to shopping at Cheongdam much more than going to malls; but they realised that after your first Dior experience, they might just have to ease you into the luxury lifestyle a little better.

Plus, there were a few stores the pack wanted to take you into, each alpha interested in a little bit of a different thing, and they made sure to include you on their journey.

It didn't take much time before the car was already parking, with Yoongi holding your palm the entire ride while the youngest caressed your other hand himself.

„Here, baby kitty." The alpha pulled out a soft pink face mask, making sure it would match the beautiful coat you were wearing once again. He was proud of his packmates for making a purchase you visibly enjoyed so much.

Helping you wrap it behind your ears, he smiled softly at you, his forehead resting against yours for a second or two. For the alpha, it was one of the most tender acts he could ever showcase, and it was strongly kept only for you.

With Jungkook tightly latched on your hand the whole time while the other alphas piled out, Namjoon soon took your right hand in his too, your fingers seemingly a bit too cold for his liking.

„Stay close, okay, pup?” He said, his knuckles going over your cold cheeks. Clicking his teeth after he noticed how cold you were, the packalpha was set on buying you some more warm clothes.

You nodded along, not wanting to be alone yourself. Getting lost has always been one of your biggest fears, and a mall, after the whole pharmacy fiasco, wasn't your comfort place at all.

Smiling at you, Namjoon scented you gently, his chin rubbing over the top of your head. Feeding into the alpha needs he had, he made sure other alphas and betas realised well that you were already being courted and not up for grabs.

It's not like anyone would really get a chance anyway; the seven tall men are already intimidating enough just walking around.

And so, soon, you all walked into the giant shopping centre, many people wondering around the lit-up place. The alpha's didn't have a necessary plan of action made up, but they knew where they wanted to take you, just in the wide idea.

But before you even had the time to ask where you would all go first, Jungkook was already leading the way, gently pulling you behind himself, the rest of the pack trailing after you, closely watching over any people they passed by. 

„You'll love it so much, I promise bunbun! Were you ever at this mall before? ...No? Awh, it's okay. Don't worry, baby! Alphas will keep you safe, hm?” His eyes were set on yours, his thumb going over your knuckles in a calming motion.

You nodded shyly, coming along with the man as he led the packmates to the escalators, going downstairs before he turned left—a big art store in sight.

And so you all entered, the doors sliding open with the motion trigger. Greeting you, the shop attendant standing behind the counter didn't pay the pack too big of a mind, used to such occurrences.

Namjoon walked a few steps behind you two, always making sure that you were still close. He himself soon stopped around and put a few interesting things up for sale. The store was quite big, much bigger than any regular stationary shop you usually visit.

There was a huge selection of different pencils of all softness, alcoholic markers or even decorative ones, calligraphy pens, and brushes, all lined up neatly in a few tall corridors.

Jungkook led you around carefully, knowing the store a little by now. He would come here from time to time; while the prices were certainly not cheap, the store attendants always helped him choose the right supplies for whatever he wanted to try out next, and so he just got used to coming back around over time.

Stopping around with you from time to time, whenever you looked at something only for a bit longer, he already remembered the item, happy to know what you liked and what didn't interest you.

You spend some time with the older man in the store; the alpha always quick to help with anything you needed. Helping you with anything that was even remotely too high up from your reach was a given. He was always gentle enough to pull you along again to a different section you and he were interested in.

Gasping softly from next to you, you felt him tug a little on your arm, placing the big sketchbook back into its place. You let him take you towards the canvases and atelier stands.

„Oh wow, look bunny, that must be even taller than hyung-wah, and this one is-” You smiled softly at the man and the big canvas boards and panels before you certainly were jaw dropping.

You worked on large surfaces from time to time, but never have you truly used something that's bigger than two metres. It must be quite hard to manage.

„...Hey cub, would you like to have something? We already have a few things in the basket, baby.” The eldest alpha stepped in, his fingers running through your hair. He held a shopping basket in his other hand, already quite full.

You looked over, noticing the many things they had selected so far. Were those all for you? Why were they buying stuff again?

„Kitten, don't worry about a thing now, okay? Alphas want to buy it for you.” Yoongi said, coming over himself and dropping a set of colouring pencils from a tin box into the basket himself.

„But—w-why..?” you whispered, looking up at him in shock. No one has ever spent such money on you.

„Hm? What do you mean, baby? You are such a good girl, isn't that enough, kitty?” He whispered softly to you, smiling so much you could tell through his eyes. He held your face between his hands, sharing eye contact for a good few seconds before he pulled away.

You spend a few more minutes in the store, but when Hobi brought over the many beads and strings he selected for his packmates and you, the basket had truly started to overflow.

Deciding that it was just about enough for today, after hearing you whine a bit about how everything would be too expensive and that they shouldn't buy it all for you, the alphas decided that it was time to pay.

Holding you close still, the youngest didn't let you really look too closely at the other packalphas who were paying—for once, they wanted to keep most of it as a surprise for you, but he was also worried about you getting upset over the prices.

And so, Jungkook decided trying out a few of the colourful markers stacked up tall next to the cashier booth would be a better decision, drawing a few smiley faces and scribbles on the paper tab provided to try the pigments.

A loud gasp could be heard next to you, followed by a soft voice mumbling out. „Can I have this one too, please, hyungie?" You couldn't help but notice the other person standing next to the marker booth to your right, trying out the copic markers.

„Sure, here, let me take it for you, baby." The other man replied, dropping the expensive marker in their own basket.

The man standing next to you had longer bleached hair, the strawberry blonde shade going well with his skin complexion. He smiled widely at the other guy, his obvious omega scent wafting around. You could tell he was happy.

The other young man was a beta; you could tell by his scent. He was a bit taller than the omega, his naturally black hair cut into a long but well-styled mullet.

He wore a fluffy brown cardigan that seemed very comfortable. You were tempted to touch it but decided to keep your hands to yourself.

You didn't realise you were staring a little until the omega spoke up again, his voice soft but curious. „..Hey;” He said, his eyes meeting yours for a second. You looked away quickly, taking a step closer to the alpha next to you.

Looking over quickly, Jungkook's hand went around your shoulder, pulling you gently to his side. Watching over the pair, you felt his hand gently rub your arm, making sure you knew he was there.

„...I like your sweater." You managed to whisper it out, looking over the brown fabric again. The beta smiled widely at that, chuckling a little at your awkward way to say a compliment.

„Thank you! Your coat is very cute. Did your pack buy it for you?” The stranger asked, his own hand also going to take a hold of the omega's. You felt Jungkook's grip loosening up a little, noting that the pair seemed to be safe.

You nodded a little bit, not sure if it was the right time to tell them they weren't truly your pack yet—you were only being courted right now after all.

„...Alpha always buys me stuff too." The omegaboy whispered, trying to take part in the conversation himself. You looked back up at him again, your eyes meeting for a second or two before you both shyly looked away again.

„What's your name?” The beta asked again, his voice velvety and calm. His eyes seemed a little tired, but he was nonetheless sweet and caring. You could smell that the omega had a permanent scent of him on himself, carrying his own scent mark.

You weren't the one to reply; instead, the alpha still holding you close did. „That's Y/N; I'm Jungkook.” He said, his voice strong. He shared long eye contact with the beta, obviously measuring him up a little bit.

The omega gasped a little, smiling through his amazement. „That's such a pretty name, Y/N! I'm Yuki, and that's Moonsik.” His shoulder shook a little with excitement, obviously happy to meet another omega.

With how rare the second gender has become, it is quite uncommon to meet another one. You smiled to yourself, the omega seemingly easygoing and happy.

„Do you also draw?” Yuki asked, wanting to keep the conversation going for at least a little longer. You nodded ethuastically, glad to have something in common with the boy.

„Yeah, I go to art school; do you also go?” His mouth opened a little in shock, his eyes closing up with the wide, toothy grin he showcased.

„I used to go, but I dropped out... I still draw, though. What's your major?”

„I did fine arts and a little bit of illustration too.” You went on; the atmosphere was light and sweet. It felt easy to keep the conversation going.

„That was my major too!” He gasped out, obviously also happy about the things you suddenly had in common. With the beta running his fingers through his mate's hair, he listened in, smiling at you both gently.

Jungkook kept the hold on your palm the whole time you talked, making sure there were no alternative motives on their minds. They seemed more than genuinely nice, and so he found himself talking in a bit from time to time himself, sprinkling a few pieces of information here and there.

Before you knew it, the alphas had finished paying, and with Jimin and Taehyung carrying a bag each, they all went over, noticing you talking to the pair.

Cooing loudly at you, the eldest took your other hand in his, intertwining his fingers with yours.

„You made friends, cub? How sweet!” He smiled widely at you, happy that you were talking to someone else. It was important that you would keep your social contacts, and it couldn't be just the pack you would have around yourself constantly.

You nodded happily, and you and Yuki were just about to discuss one of the new exhibitions held in town. There were many posters of it hung up, and while you still didn't have the opportunity to go yourself, he had already visited it and went on to tell you about it.

It sounded like it was more than worth seeing.

Quickly exchanging names, the pair didn't seem to know that they were idols; considering how nice they both seemed, they wouldn't freak out about it if they knew either.

Quickly paying themselves, you continued your happy chat with the boy, still keeping yourself close to the youngest alpha.

„We were just on our way to the new bedding store; would you guys like to tag along?” Moonsik asked, the beta holding Yuki's hand in his own pocket, making sure he would be kept warm.

You looked up at the alphas that came with you, all of their eyes visibly warm and secure. When Namjoon looked over to you, you nodded virgously, wanting to spend a bit more time with the pair.

„Sure, we would love to.” He said, his voice calm and collected. Letting you hold the packalpha's hand for now, the alphas and now the pair of your newfound friends all walked towards the big omega store kept in the mall.

In the meantime, you chatted on with Yuki, realising that you and the boy had much more in common than you expected.

While holding your hand, Namjoon caressed his thumb over your knuckles from time to time, talking to Moonsik in a comfortable and calm conversation about movies and books they both enjoyed.

And with the alphas trailing behind you four, they could only watch you oh so fondly, smiling widely, knowing that you were finally making friends that were nice to you, just like you deserved.

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[dum1s-writings]

Well, hello! It's nice to see an active total drama writer in here! I love this show so much and the fandom is like dead 💀

So, I had this idea...

It could be headcanons or a fic/one-shot, whatever you feel like the most!

But, what about the reaction to the TDWT crew to Chris bringing his niece with him?? Like, the reader is just a sweet 19 y/o teenager who looks for their safety and actually cares about them??? (Total contrary to his uncle lmao).

It doesn't have to be with one character specifically, most like how they would react overall to the reader wanting to protect them from Chris (AND PLEASE MAKE THE READER PROTECT CODY FROM SIERRA I BEG U)

Anyways, have a nice day!!! <3

~~~The Nice McLean~~~

I fucking love Total Drama!! I firmly believe Leshawna should've won the first season. I'll try to add my least favorite characters from World Tour to avoid being biased.

Warnings: Chris McLean, Sierra's stalker behavior, attempted manipulation from Alejandro, Duncan being kind of an ass, does Cody being a crybaby count? I'm making it count.

Pronouns: They/Them

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"Alright contestants I have another surprise for you." Chris looked at the tired teens. From behind Chef came another teen. They smiled and waved to the other teens.

"Another contestant?" A few questioned simultaneously.

"Oh hell no. Their mother would kill me." Chris slung his arm around them and tugged them close. "This here is -Y/N- McLean, my nibling."

"Heya," their smile got bigger "I hope we can get along."

Everyone was too shocked to speak for a moment. Sierra was trying so hard not to flip her shit. Chris McLean's nibling was actually in front of her.

"So you're related to Chris?" Harold finally asked.

"Yeah. My mom is his sister." -Y/N- answered truthfully.

"Think of -Y/N- as a co-host. Another Chris of sorts." The older man smirked. "They'll keep an eye on you famous wannabes while I can't."

First of all we'll get the obvious out of the way, the cast fucking love you, after getting to know you. Obviously at first learning you're related to the devil host, Chris McLean, they immediately thought this season would be twice as torturous. But give them a couple of days or weeks and most of them would willingly jump from the plane for you. The others may take some time.

I'll start with the ones that take no time in becoming your fans:

Cody: for him the moment he saw you give a genuine smile was when he trusted you. Having dealt with Chris's shit for so long made him aware of a real and fake smile. Also when you demand Sierra leave him alone? Oh yeah he likes you even more now. Expect a lot of clinging, as much as he can, crying for one reason or another mostly Sierra and excessive praise for the small things.

Lindsay: my sweetheart, so pretty so.....not traditionally smart. She saw you looking super nice in your outfit and that was it. Anyone with fashion choices as good as yours are definitely trustworthy. Please become shopping buddies after the show is over.

Owen: this big lug. He really tries to see the good in everyone. More often than not he's wrong. But he's genuinely happy he's right about you.

Sierra: she knew about you before anyone else. Obviously she's going to trust you from the get go. You're related to THE Chris McLean. That trust may or may not waver...TBD. Either way watch yourself around her. Keep a close eye on your belongings.

The neutral ones who need a bit more time are:

Noah: he just doesn't trust easily. Take no offense to it. I think only Owen was lucky enough, being an actual giant ball of sunshine and stupidity. Perhaps if you sneak him some Noah-Safe food he'll trust you faster.

Gwen: poor girl has been scorned by the world so often. It's left her with a few trust issues. Maybe stick up for her and watch some good horror movies together. Reassurance is the key, she was painted as a bad guy from the beginning. Let her know she's more than that and it's okay to admit she did wrong. Help her move past that.

Leshawna: this bad bitch (lovingly) knows her worth. She wants to make sure others know it as well. Don't talk down to her and hype up her plans and ideas and she'll consider you worth her time and respect. Also keep Alejandro away from her. Please. My queen deserves better.

DJ: he's a softie and a Mama's boy. He does want to trust you. But after his failed restaurant with his Mama it might take some time. People in power never helped him or his Mama. In fact he wonders if they were sabotaged. Help him find ways to "reverse his curse" and he'll definitely trust you, also maybe offer his Mama a job as a chef, especially if it's a higher position in a private kitchen.

The ones who just straight up dislike you and take a long time to like you are:

Alejandro: his family caused him so much trauma. He doesn't trust ANYONE. He may act like it, nodding to your advice and being nice. But alas tis all a front. He's really just waiting for the perfect moment to betray you. When that time comes and goes and you're still nice to him? Yeah....you may have started chipping away at his walls.

Heather: the queen bee. The head of every group project. Highschool taught her to look out for herself. So did the first two seasons of Total Drama. She'll bitch at you and talk shit about you "behind" your back. Just brush it off and continue being nice and you'll win her over, eventually.

Courtney: the Type A Psychotic Crazies and debate team caused Courtney to believe only Courtney can help Courtney. She'll refuse to trust you and judges those who do. In fact it's not until she's kicked off will she finally trust you. Maybe meet up after the show and talk to her, she'll apologize to you and own up to her wrongdoings.

Duncan: the runaway delinquent. The hardass he is doesn't trust you, purely because of your last name. Chris ruined his life, more than he himself could have. Being stalked no matter where he went for 2 years put him on edge. Abolish Chris's stupid "must always sing" rule and his opinion on you might change.

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Hopefully this works. I didn't know what to do for most of it. I was winging it big time.

[teamjo]

jo’s memory bank.

content warning: domestic abuse (not graphic), stabbing (not graphic or fatal), alcohol abuse, overall theme could be upsetting to some.

“Don’t touch my mommy!” Togame hadn’t been any older than 8 at the time, the line leader and golden helper of his third grade class. He stood struggling to pull his mother’s boyfriend away from her. Togame’s arms had been wrapped around the man’s waist as he pushed and tugged— his smaller frame getting jostled by the struggle between the two.

Moments like this in Jo’s life were sad.

No child should have to fight to protect their mother. Which is why Togame had to learn how to fight at a very early age.

“Move—” The much larger and stronger male takes a hand to push Togame away, his body getting flung across the kitchen floor. His mother lets out a scream as she tried to reach out for him— her baby. “Togame! Are you okay, sweetheart!” Her voice is filled with a raw and panic as she watches her child get thrown.

“Little shit’s always in my way.” He reeks of alcohol as he speaks— the look in his eye signaling that he’s not quite all the way there with them. Something distant as though autopilot was on and his consciousness were somewhere else. This man had been her first real “boyfriend” since Jo’s father stepped out of the picture. In the beginning things were wonderful, but then it turned into something so sinister.

Alcohol.

Alcohol had been the cause.

The smell of it is terrible, Togame can always smell it on him even when he’s far away. He’s developed an aversion to things like hand sanitizer because it reminds him of his mother’s abuser too much. His teacher stopped offering when its time to take the class down to the cafeteria or when they come back in from recess— so instead she let’s him go off to the bathroom so he can use soap and water.

Togame’s vision is a bit blurry as he slowly picks himself up from the floor, little hands pressed flat against the floor. The only thing he can feel is.. a rage building inside of him— an emotion much too powerful for a boy his age to process in a healthy way.

There’s a screwdriver on the dining room table. Jo grabs it and it’s soon found its way into the man’s thigh.

The next hour or so is a blur: Jo and his mom find themselves in the comfort of his grandmother’s bathroom in the countryside— his mom aiding him washing blood from his hands. It’s silent and Togame watches his mother in a quiet curiosity.

“Are you mad at me, momma?”

“Jo, sweetheart—” She started, taking a soft towel to dry his palms. “I’m very proud of you for sticking up for me but you know how I feel about putting yourself in danger, young man. You shouldn’t—”

“But I’ll always protect you!” He chimed in, a fiery passion written all over his face. “I love you and— and no man should be hurtin’ girls! It makes them weak! Girls are just— they’re just soft ‘nd I’m knowin’ they like stupid stuff but! Still!”

His mother can’t help the glossy glint in her eyes as she looks at her little boy— an overwhelming sense of pride pumping into her chest. She pats his hair gently, rubbing the stray aways back down against his dark locks before a smile grows on her lips. “Is that right, honey bunch?”

“Mhm, I’ll be helpin’ everyone! But especially girls buh—buh’cause my momma’s a girl!”

Jo’s mother feels an overwhelming onset of varying emotions: happiness and pride because she knows that her little boy will grow up to be a sweet boy, sadness and anger directed at herself because she feels like a failure as a mother— he was only 8 and he’s seen traumas she very well could have prevented, she didn’t protect him as she was supposed to.

Her eyes well with tears as she watches her boy ramble on about wanting to be the strongest fighter— strong so her could protect her and everyone else who needed help.

This kid had a heart of gold.

“Mommy? Why are you crying? Are you hurt somewhere else..?” Togame’s round cheeks are flushed with a natural rosacea— the baby fat still clinging onto his cheeks.

“No, baby. Mommy’s okay.” She leans over and places a kiss onto his hair.

“What should we eat for dinner?”

“My favorite!”

[dreamwritesimagines]

Dream my love!!! I'm back again to say hi! I hope you're doing well darling!

Now... Onto the chapters! Starting with Chapter 6.

"you weren't jealous" Clover stop lying to yourself and everyone else around you. Honey, you ate in ✨Denial✨ If anything this girl is seething with jealousy. (*Cough* I cant wait to see Kitty's reaction when they announce their wedding *cough* *cough*)

I love her aunt and uncle, like they're just so wholesome and sweet I love them so much.

TEDDY CALLING LOTTIE BEAUTIFUL oh my good lord this child is going to kill me he's so fluffing cute!!! And him bowing to her???? This boy is gonna be a heartbreaker for sure!

Also I love Lottie and Clover's friendship its just this:

I also love how Clover's passion is gardening, especially since that's seen as more of a servants job but she wants to do it herself, just furthering her black sheep stereotype.

Also if we're going off the Lottie and Anthony, technically Lottie, Clover, and Daphne will all be sisters. Just the three of them together would be so fun, I feel like when they're older they'll have a bond much like lady Danbury and Violet.

The greenhouse... I'm starting to see a pattern here dream.., Haha, all the bridgerton boys are just being mighty scandalous in a greenhouse

"older husbands move slower" Oh God clover your father was awful I can just tell. The more and more that's revealed about clover makes me think. A lot of the time people's love styles or how they view it is how they saw it growing up. It makes sense why Clover has such a twisted view of love or marriage for that fact. This is why I'm even more grateful little Teddy is growing up with their aunt and uncle and not their parents.

✨protective Benedict!!!✨My heart can't take this, but him just getting so worked up about even the thought of someone hitting clover.

Alright... Chapter 7 lets go!

The fainting scare. I'm sure this was just terrifying to Benedict due to how his father ya know died in a garden.... Her aunt being so worried about her shows how much she cares for her. Also, do her aunt and uncle know how bad their home lives were?

Hold on this is so off the wall but Hades, you know how in Enamored, one of the ball themes was legends? All I can see is Clover being Persephone the dread queen and Benedict being Hades.

haha Benedict having to stay in the carriage while Daph and Lottie visited, poor man probably looked like a kicked puppy sitting there.

him painting her favorite flower!!! Dream my heart!!!

the rooftop scene was so cute yet heart-wrenching at the same time. No matter how much she wants happiness or love shes gonna deny it for herself becuse she dosent think love is worth it. Where is chérie when we need her??

Okay onto chapter 8 the big boy

Teddy and Clover baking is so sweet, and Teddy being scared that shes going to abandon him when she gets married, like sweet boy. Bro their parents messed them up BAD. I think I have the let's beat up Clover's parents petition all done so all we need is people.

Them both being frozen in time when they see each other in the ballroom is just so precious. then their dance is just so amazingly written. I love how benedict says that she torments him, its such beautiful wording.

Ah the Gazebo... oop- that got a little ✨spicy✨ Just the tension build up then that. ugh dream you're amazing.

"and then someone gasped"

oh shit

oh my lord, Benedict standing in front of clover. Also, I'm just gonna slap lady fetherington. Like girl I know you're having some marital troubles but atop being a cackling hen.

"Were going to be married"

DREAM THE CLIFHANGER!!! HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO WAIT A WEEK?????

Overall this story is AMAZING I'm so exited to see where you take it!! sending love! Mwah!

Darliiiiing, hiii! ❤️❤️❤️

Omg I'm so exciteeeed! 😍🥰❤️

I feel like Clover will be in denial for her feelings for a long time, especially after this last chapter 😏And Kitty will be so furious when she hears, because she thought she was the one who was going to marry Benedict after their dance😈

Her aunt and uncle love her and Teddy so much! ❤️

Aww Teddy is so well behaved and I'm sure their uncle taught him to be a gentleman and to respect ladies even at that age, so he will be bowing to them and pulling their chairs and such😂 Even if the chair is taller than him😂

LOLLL THAT'S DEFINITELY LOTTIE AND CLOVER'S FRIENDSHIP😂

Yesss exactly! Like, ladies loved flowers but they didn't exactly....spent that much time in gardens to grow them and plant them and such ❤️ Clover on the other hand could just spent her whole day in the garden and not even notice the time passing ❤️

Aw they will be sisters and they will be very close with each other! ❤️🥰

Can you tell I love greenhouse settings yet? 😈😂

A lot of the time people's love styles or how they view it is how they saw it growing up. It makes sense why Clover has such a twisted view of love or marriage for that fact. THIS! THIS IS SO TRUE! ❤️ She grew up in a really bad home so she is convinced that it's like that most of the time😱

Benedict saw red even at the thought of someone hitting Clover yessss ❤️

I think he was very worried about her when he heard about her fainting ❤️ Her aunt and uncle have an idea about how bad it was back then, but they don't know the details because Clover refuses to talk about it 💔

Clover as Persephone, I CAN TOTALLY SEE THAT😍❤️

He will paint lots of stuff for her🥰

Where is chérie when we need her?? Omg we definitely need her here 😂 Like, she would have worked her matchmaking magic on them nonstop until they got together 😂❤️

Oh their parents messed them up so so badly, and it'll come up a lot in the following chapters ❤️ Benedict doesn't even know the half of it yet, but he will learn ❤️

I can totally sign that petition too😂

I love how benedict says that she torments him, its such beautiful wording. Awww, it makes me so happy to hear this honey! 🥰❤️❤️

oh my lord, Benedict standing in front of clover. YOU NOTICED THAT! OMG YOU NOTICED THAT DETAIL!😍❤️ That was my favorite detail in the whole chapter! 😍

Darliiiing, you're so sweet, thank you so so much for this! ILYSM! ❤️❤️❤️

[ragaposts]

I'm bored right now, so might as well share my rainworld headcanons! Voice claims will be tomorrow, probably if school doesn't ruin my posting spree.

Survivor !!

Survivor is pretty calm, relaxed and alert.

H/H

He enjoys the quietness of peace, he enjoys more laid-back people to be around, otherwise he might get uncomfortable and uneasy around those who aren't.

He's just a normal dude I would say

Survivor is absolutely protective of his younger sibling, Monk.

Monk !!

Monk is sweet and pure, definition of innocent.

H/H

I don't care about Monk so I don't know what else to say... sorry!

Hunter !!

Hunter is snappy, argumentive and smug.

H/T

Hunter is an old fella, and he's usually going around being grumpy.

He is a very talented hunter, to no surprises. He doesn't take jokes lightly.

He's a gay old man because I said so and I want him to be, yipee!!

Artificer !! (I think that's how you spell it?)

Unpleasant and smug, she makes fun of others and is very judgemental.

S/H

Artificer despises Rivulet. She finds Rivulet as too loud and annoying, constantly getting on her nerves.

Gourmand !!

Fatherly, sweet and absolutely full of care and prosperity.

H/H

He enjoys making food for his colony members and his friends. He is most likely to befriend another creature than to hurt them.

Gourmand is very sympathetic. He feels sorrow for pretty much everyone.

Of course he's daddy material, in both ways I could say.

Gourmand is overall the top family guy, everyone loves him and Noone could hate him!

Rivulet !!

Hyper, scatter-brained, excitable, agile, physically very fragile, positive Gillcat that knows how to defend themselves Verbally and physically!

S/H

Rivulet may seem very stuck-up and annoying when you met her, but deep inside she is a very caring individual, with more motivations in life than most people!

She tries to always stay positive, though she breaks under pressure easily, she remains as joyful as ever!

Rivulet is a joy to be around, constantly cracking up giggly jokes and fun stories. Rivulet could also be described as a sweet, ball of sunshine!

Even though Rivulet may be joyful and seem nice, she is truly a different individual inside. She is very snarky and fiery, quick to judge, and throws insults at the tiniest inconvenience. Overall Rivulet is very defensive, and won't let anyone push her around without a fight!

Rivulet cares deeply, maybe too much, for the ones she loves.

Spearmaster !!

Gloomy, grumpy and socially awkward.

H/H

Spearmaster is more of the quiet, strike first type. He is always ready to defend himself, very alert and trained to withstand harsh conditions and terrains, despite his seemingly "scrawny" build.

Spearmaster prefers the company of himself and the wilderness, but makes sure to spend enough time with his family and friends.

Spearmaster is motivated by strength and ambition, his natural desire to hunt and fight only fuels those motivations more.

For some reason I imagine Spearmaster to be very muscular, more fit to the harsh side of the world where he was placed in.

Saint !!

Grumpy, introverted and slick.

H/T/I

Saint is truly a strange Slugcat. His unusual, creepy desire to stand around places, watching others from a safe distance is enough to scare or freak others out.

I don't care about giving Inv or Nightcat hcs, I'm terribly sorry!

But now into the silly Iterators!!

Five Pebbles / FP / EP

Snappy, strong-willed, regretful, and obsessive, in a protective way.

H/H

Five Pebbles is a younger iterator who usually finds comfort in his most trusted people, but rarely does he ever open up.

He bottles his emotions, until they particically explode.

Five Pebbles is very oddly protective of Moon, even after everything he had done to her.

Past all the anger he felt, he did truly and genuinely love and feel sorrowful for her.

FP is just zesty to me idk why

Looks To The Moon / LTTM / BSM / Moon

Kind-hearted, Tranquill, docile, mature and forgiving.

S/H

Moon is a older generation Iterator, with surprising levels of gentleness and care for other people and creatures.

Moon rarely truly gets mad at others, because she knows the despair and other buried feelings hiding inside others, she knows it wouldn't change anything to push those feelings and fuel them further than they already were.

Moon is an understanding, unique individual. She gets others like no one else does, and most people consider her as a friendly, welcoming source who is always open to chat or vent to, even if she may not know you.

Her Ancients adored her, along with the others. It was like she was created perfect, as if she was the pencial of what others could achieve.

Moon did not like the attention and love of her Anicents very much. Of course, she always stayed quiet and respectful, constantly obedient, and responsible. She did not like the way the Anicents treated the other fellow Iterators, why, if they were the same? Each and every Iterator deserved and needed the love of care from their Anicents, their parents...

Seven Red Suns / SRS

Cynical and causal, wrongly judgemental.

T/H

Seven Red Suns is a complicated iterator, created shortly after Looks To The Moon.

They were treated decently by most of their Anicents and peers, although they weren't quite satisfied with it.

Seven Red Suns is just zesty I guess, I don't like them enough to make anymore hcs of them hhhhh

No Significant Harassment / NSH / SIG

Prankster, laid-back, oddly defensive, coolest, and chillest guy !!

H/H

No Significant Harassment was made shortly after Seven Red Suns. They were raised pretty much together, which meant they were Step-Brothers- or adopted brothers.

No Significant Harassment had always been as cheeky and mischievous, and as he grew up and matured, he stayed no different. He loves throwing out jokes and seeing others laugh.

No Significant Harassment is not the one to be pushed around. He is very defensive and is quick to disapprove of anything negative made of him, even if it was true.

No Significant Harassment is perfectly content with the way his life is!

Sliver Of Straw / SOS

Rude, egotistical, snappy, quick-witted, sharp-tongued.

S/T

Sliver Of Straw was made in between the making of No Significant Harassment. She was always an unpleasant iterator to be around.

She constantly mocked and shamelessly ridiculed others for the cruel fun of doing it.

I hate Sliver basically !!

I don't want to do anymore iterators or slugcats, so I'll say some basic headcanons that count for every slugcat and iterator!!

I imagine that Slugcats hatch out of eggs, and aren't birthed like mammals. They are slugs after all!

I imagine that Iterators grow like human babies, they go through the same growing stages of life as we humans do, to a baby, a young child, a pre-teen, teen and finally adult! I love love love imaging the idea of baby Moon and if anyone draws any baby iterators please tag me, I'd love to see it and freak over it!

These are pretty much all my hcs, terribly sorry!!

Have fun, and be safe out there.

[scremsofpaim]

Tw for talks of SA and other forms of Abuse

Oh sweet marry mother of god, where do I begin.

First of all I think yall should know my background when it comes to HH and HB. I never got into the Fandom that much and because of that I never knew that much about the horrors of vivziepop's carrier.

Because of that, I was a causal enjoyer of HB and wanted to be an enjoyer of HH.

Now, I went into HH with an open mind and a hopeful heart because I really REALLY wanted it to be good and I really thought it would be better than HB. Cause quite frankly HB has its own fair share of issues that really need to be addressed. I watched it aaaaannnddd the writing was worse than HB. Now I really wanted to like it, I rewatched it 3 times with 3 separate friends to try to get their opinions on it so I could gaslight myself into thinking it was good. (In hind sight, I really wish I hadn't done this because apparently vivziepop is a horrible person, and I shouldn't have given her any views, but alas, I can not change the past)

But with every single rewatch of it, it just got worse and worse and worse. So here's all my problems with it in no particular oder.

Alastor, all of Alastor was a nightmare. For a character that was meant to be one of the most intimidating, his character design did not reflect that at all. The biggest issue I can speak on with his character is that he is possed to be this mentor to Charlie even though she is canonically 250 years old. Despite this, all of Alastor's interactions with Charlie on screen are completely negative, leading up the hells greatest dad music number. Because of that, the music number made 0 since, yeah sure mabye he uncollged a toilet one time (according to the song) or consuled her one time (according to the song) but none of that actually matter unless we see it on screen. You can't just say hey this guy is like Charlie's dad without something showing that before you pull out a gaint musical number about it. Like, at the very least, some level of build-up has to occur. Also the fact that he was just made to be a Tumblr Sexy man, and it's painfully obvious. Also, he's giving overpowered OC I made in middle school. Overall, he was very dissaptoing, very poorly written.

CHARLIE, Charlie was physically painful to watch. Charlie is basically just a middle school OC. She literally has the personality of a cardboard box for no reason. She is literally almost older than everyone at the hotel, and people treat her like a dumb teenager with a stupid dream. Mabye just mabye demon maturity works differently in hell, but by 250 years old, she should have a better grasp on how hell works and the extent of her powers. Speaking of which, it was really weird in the last battle that she left most of the security and fighting to her friends, who were significantly less powerful than her and literally had like no chance to win with out her taking some kind of Offensive position. Then, only after one of her friends dies does she get her crap together enough to realize she actually has to contribute to the fighting. Otherwise, they were all gonna die. Also, I understand she's meant to be a Pacifist, but her Pacifism comes off at best stupidity and at worst selfishness by just having all that power to protect the people you care about the most and being like "awww but I no no wanna hurt the angles even though I set up a whole army to hurt the angles for me waaah waahh" it's just bad writing. Overall, her character felt hollow and hypocritical.

Speaking of the finail battle, I think that lufcier coming in last second to save Charlie was because of vivziepops' daddy issues/hj

Vaggie, Vaggie felt hollow in a somewhat different way than Charlie. Even though they did try to give her some depth she didn't get more complicated than "I must protect Charlie and her dreams at all cost because I love her" even though Charlie doesn't even need protection. Also, their whole relationship ship felt very awkward and just... idk off, I guess? Like it didn't feel natural, their personalities just didn't mix in the way they were trying to portray it.

Angel Dust, oh lordy, where do I begin. First of all, I want to say this is where the mentions of SA begin far warning. Hot take, I don't actually mind angel dust becoming hypersexual because of his trauma. It's a very common thing but also... sexual harassment is not ok at all. There's also a lot of hypersexual people who don't have issues sexually harassing people, and in my experience, most of them don't. I can completely understand how angle dust ties his whole personality to his sex life and feels threatened if people don't find him attractive because to him, that feels like life and death level threat. Due to Vals abuse, if angle doesn't perform well bad bad things happen to him. So his whole life then becomes that performance. With that being said, he still really, really, should not have sexually harassed anyone and definitely should not get off the hook so easy with all of that. There were ways that vivziepop pop could have written his character without constantly harassing husk. Also, his particular targeting on husk made it seem closer to sexual harassment because you want to harass that person and not his constant need to feel validated. Basscily, I think expressing hypersexualty through media is ok and hypersexualty because trauma does need to be more talked about. But vivziepop could have handled it a lot better.

The overall plot was a mess. To understand this, you have to understand the difference between a character driven story and a plot driven story. A character driven story is where the focus of the story is on the characters and the events that happen in their life's that change them. A plot driven story is when the story focuses on the events of a story that are caused or influenced by the characters and how the characters change the plot. When it comes to a story about redemption, it's almost impossible to have a plot driven story, but that's what vivziepop did. There was really only one episode of character development, and that was angles episode. The rest of the episodes were plot based and jumped from plot point to plot point. I understand that part of this is because in the world of animation, you only get approved for a certain budget, and because of that, a lot of shows at an extremely limited number of episodes. Therefore, there is not a whole lot of room for character development, but also if you don't have room for character development. DO NOT MAKE A STORY ABOUT REDEMPTION FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!

End of my rant, let me know what yall think, sorry for any spelling errors I have dyslexia.

Does anyone feel like starting an unpopular HH opinion thread here?

To start this off, I prefer Sir Pentious in the pilot over the show. Don’t get me wrong, I still love him and he’s one of the few characters I actually like in this show. It’s just Pentious in the pilot for me is way more enjoyable to me, plus I loved Stumper as him. Not to mention I liked his “Hammy, but dangerous and somewhat competent supervillain” personality in the pilot over the show’s “silly harmless goofball” personality

Also feel free to list your criticisms you have of the show if you do, just don’t harass anyone.

[mavrintarou]

Silver Heart

Because... I'm struggling to finish Once Again - 6... I'll give you something else I've written. #stallingtime

Warnings: pregnant reader, lactation, breeding kink, smut and just sweet Shinsuke Kita **overall- mature contents** .

“Hello.”

You jumped up, hand over your heart as you turned around to see a handsome man. Kita Shinsuke, your neighbor next door. He has been in the cities when you moved into your grandmother’s home. “Oh, you scared me, but hello.”

He gives you a warm smile and you think, he doesn’t look like the rice farmer every lady in the village has been talking about.

“I’m Y/n.” you say walking closer to hold out your hand.

“Shinsuke.” He takes your small hand in his, “nice to finally meet you.”

You smile, “likewise. I heard about you but haven’t gotten to meet my neighbor yet.”

Kita lived with his grandma, and both your grandmothers have been friends for many years, but you’ve never met Kita before.

“Can I help you move boxes around?” he offers, pointing to your boxes you just had dropped off from the cities.

You looked at them before responding, “No, it’s okay. I got it.”

Anyone could see past your lie. Who are you trying to fool? You’re six-months pregnant, who in their right mind would think it’s okay for them to lift boxes? He smiles and heads for the boxes, “where would you like these?”

You give him a small smile, “thank you, you can put it over there for me please.”

After he moved eight boxes of yours you hand him a bottle of water. “Thank you.”

“No problem.”

“Oh, Shin!”

You both turned to see both your grandmas at the door, “I see you two have met.” They both came into the house with hands full of bags.

Kita, being the gentleman he is, hurried over to take those bags from them. “Bring them to the kitchen please,” his grandma said.

He disappeared leaving you with the two elder ladies.

“That’s my grandson, Shinsuke.” Grandma Kita said, “isn’t he handsome?”

You gave her a smile, “of course.”

“And he’s single.” Your grandma added, wiggling her eyebrows.

You ignored her tactic, “that’s very nice. I’m sure he’ll meet a wonderful woman one day.”

You turned away before either grandma could speak, knowing very well what they’re trying to scheme up here, holding a protective hand around your bump.

Ever since the death of your husband and finding out you were 3 months pregnant after his death, your grandma has been pressuring you to remarry for the sake of your unborn child.

You have also made the big decision to move in with her for the time being to help you through this pregnancy since she was the only family you had left after the death of your parents; your husband’s side of the family didn’t want anything to do with you since they never liked you in the first place.

In the meantime, your career as a medical doctor made it easy to transfer hospitals. Thankfully, there was a nearby small hospital that gave you part time hours- which was what you were looking for. Things were slightly outdated, but you instantly connected well with the medical team and staffs.

You obviously stood out like a sore thumb with your fancier vehicle- everyone in the area usually rode bikes or drove older vehicles.

You would see Shinsuke every morning, giving him a small wave and a smile and he return the gesture. If you needed his help, you are guaranteed to find him in this rice paddy field.

You’ve tried really, really, really hard to not allow this silver hair man into your heart, let alone your life. But your grandmothers were up to something… often leaving unexpectedly and frequently. Therefore, your grandmother would always asking Kita to look after you when you’ve made it pretty clear multiple times that you are capable of looking after yourself.

That went through one ear and out the other as the two elder woman waved goodbye with a wink.

One morning, there was no sign of Kita anywhere. Both grandmother’s were out so went over next door to check on him.

“Kita-san?” you called softly, entering his home. No answer.

You called out his name again and that’s when you heard a groan coming from what you presume a bedroom.

“Kita-san?” you knock on the door. You heard mumbles and took it upon yourself to enter.

Sure enough, Kita was in bed, shivering.

You knelt beside him and touched his forehead, a fever.

You were about to go search for a cloth and water when he grabbed your wrist, “leave, I don’t want you to get sick.”

You shook him off and proceed to find the stuff you need. You placed a damp towel on his forehead and proceed to wipe his body down. You made porridge and fed him, giving him all the rest he needed. You could see the lively colors coming back.

“Do you need me to check on any of your gardens?” You asked as if you knew what to do if he answered yes.

He shook his head, “no, thank you though. This is more than I can ask for.” He smiles weakly.

It was almost 8 hours later when his fever broke and he didn't want you near him still, shooing you away when he had more strength to stop you from entering his home.

You did one last check on him for the night when he caught your wrist, “don’t hesitate to come get me if you need anything.”

“I should be saying that to you!"

Kita is always there for you for everything. In the morning, he would have already made a morning porridge and tea ready for you with a note,

Good morning, I’ll be in the raspberry field today.

He is clearly making it very difficult for you to not fall for him.

You’ve indirectly told him that, this was only strictly friendship between the two of you. It hurt you to tell him that knowing very well, your heart doesn’t agree.

One late night, you tossed and turn on your futon hungry. You couldn’t avoid this late-night craving for a strawberry sandwich from 7/11.

Getting dressed, you slipped on your shoes and opened your door and head to your car.

“Where are you going?”

You jumped at the familiar voice, what is he still doing up? It was nearly 11:30pm. To your knowledge, Shinsuke was the kind of specie that could sleep as soon as their head hits the pillow. He also had a strict bed time, usually in bed by 8pm.

“Kita-san?” you say, seeing a dark silhouette become more defined in the light.

He must of have just showered because his hair is damp and he had clean regular clothes on, not the overalls that he normally wears.

You swallow, why do you feel like a little kid getting caught sneaking out. “I…” you looked anywhere but his eyes.

“Where are you going?” he asked again, coming closer to you.

You caught yourself kicking rocks before you straighten yourself and answering, “I… I’m craving for some strawberry sandwiches, specifically the ones from 7/11.”

When it sunk in, he smiles, eyes softening. “Let me go get it for you then.”

He turned to head back into his house when you called his name, “it’s okay, I can go by myself.”

You feel his gaze lingering on you for a second before he suggests, “how about we go together?”

It’s not that you didn’t want to be with him, just… wanted to stop falling for him even further.

He was standing in front of you, caressing your face. “Are you embarrassed to be seen with me? A farmer?”

Your head snaps up, you grab his hand that’s touching your face. “No!” you exclaimed, “I’m not embarrassed to be seen with you at all.” You tell him softly, “I’m afraid it’s quite the opposite actually… I don’t want others to talk about you... if you keep hanging around me.”

Well, the ladies around have already began gossiping. Mostly saying you two looked adorable together.

He cups your face, “I don’t mind and I don’t care of what other thinks. Now, answer me truthfully, what are you thinking?”

That I might be in love with you and want to be with you. “A strawberry sandwich.”

His mouth curves into the smile that you fell in love with, “let’s go together, okay?”

You nod your head, holding up your keys to your car. “Let’s take my car then.”

. . .

Kita takes you to a 7/11 in the cities since the one nearby has already closed. So much of being a convenient store.

He trails behind you, carrying the basket that became full of other items beside a strawberry sandwich.

“Do you want anything?” You asked, grabbing a few different kinds of onigiri that are now on sale.

“Kita-senpai?”

You and Kita turned to the unknown, seeing a taller man with silver hair staring between you and Kita, and then his eyes landed on your pregnant belly.

“Oh, hey Osamu-san.” Kita greeted coolly.

As this Osamu person made his way closer to the two of you, you couldn’t help but turn away.

“Is this your girlfriend?” Your face drops. “Senpai! You’re so sneaky, you have a girlfriend and expecting a baby on the way and you didn’t tell us!”

You were about to bolt when Kita grabbed your hand and pulled you by his side. “Sorry, things got busy and before you know…” he rubs your belly, earning a kick from your baby.

“Congratulations then!”

. . .

“You shouldn’t have done that.” You muttered, finally when you guys made your way back home. “Now, your friends are all going to think this baby is yours.”

From the corner of your eyes, you can see Kita glancing at you. “Does that bother you?”

You don’t answer.

He reaches over and grabs your hand, holding it gently in his. “Do you like me?”

You don’t answer again.

“So, you don’t like me?”

You pull your hand away and grab the plastic bag full of goodies and grabbed one of the many strawberry sandwiches and begin unwrapping it. You take a bite before offering it to Kita which he takes a bite also without taking his hands off the wheel.

“I like you, Kita-san but I shouldn’t.” you finally say.

“Can you elaborate more on that?”

“I’m pregnant with another man’s baby. If you keep staying by my side, people will get the wrong idea and spread rumors about you.” You look at him, which he keeps his gaze on the road. “I’m not mad, I just think you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into by involving yourself with a widow woman who is having a baby that isn’t yours.” You place your hands protectively over your baby, “that’s just what I’m thinking, please don’t take it offensively.”

Kita remains silent through out the rest of the short trip home. The moment he parks your car back in it’s original spot he hands you the keys before getting out of the car. You gather your bag of goodie and blink when your door opens, with Kita holding his hand out to you.

You accept his helping hand to get out of the car. He pulls you aside to close the door but cages you in with his arm against your car.

He raises a hand and gently caresses your face, “I want to be with you.” He tells you boldly. “At first, I admit, I was a little hesitant on getting involved with you, but it was not because you are a widow and expecting a baby by another man, it’s because you’re a city girl. Why would a city girl and beautiful girl like you want with a farmer boy like me?” His thumb traces your lower lip, “I don’t care that this baby,” his other hand on your belly is hot and burns in a passionate way, “is not mine. If you give me a chance, I’ll raise and love him or her as my own.”

His thumb shifts to wipe away the tear that fell, one you didn’t notice. You hold his hand to your cheek and wear your heart on your sleeve. “I might be vulnerable right now, Kita-san, but please don’t break my heart then.”

You lean to kiss him on the lips before gently pushing him away to head inside your home.

. . .

Since that night of open feelings, Kita took that as a green light.

And quite frankly, so did you.

Now that you were 36 weeks pregnant, you took your maternity leave to just rest as much as you can before your baby decides to come out to the world. This week, Kita offered to tag along with you to your weekly appointments that were now required closer to your due date.

Later that day, the two of you had dinner and while Kita insists on cleaning up since you cooked- you compromised by saying that the two of you doing it will get it done faster. You settled on your couch and Kita followed shortly and sits beside you and lays a hand on your large belly. “You really don’t know the gender of the baby?”

You shook your head, you had decided to keep it a surprise since… at first before you met Kita, you had no one to share the news with so you didn’t care to find out- just that regardless if it was a boy or girl, you’re going to love them endlessly.

Kita motions for you to move to the end of the couch so you can put your legs on his lap. He takes your feet and begins to massage them. You let your head fall back and you groaned.

Your ankles have been swelling and oddly that foot massage felt heavenly.

So heavenly you knocked out and didn’t stir until Kita lifted you off the couch and to your room.

“How embarrassing,” you buried your face into his shirt. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” he kisses your forehead, he leans over and places a kiss on your large belly. “Sleep well, okay? I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Kita always kisses you goodnight but never stays. You didn’t know how to tell him to without directly asking him.

More than often, you catch yourself gazing at this handsome man which is why you didn’t realize how long you were standing there at his rice field when he finally noticed you.

“Is there something I can help you with?” he asked, tilting his straw hat back to have a better look at you.

You shook your head, “I just want to let you know that I picked up some food from the cities earlier and put them in your fridge.”

Living in a small countryside village, no one ever locked their homes during the day- or at least Kita didn’t. He’s told you that if you needed anything, feel free to check inside of his home.

You turned to head back home when he called out your name. “I’ll see you later for dinner.”

“Okay,” you answered softly with a stupid smile.

. . .

You sigh deeply in frustration. At 36 almost 37 weeks pregnant, your breasts have been leaking milk profusely and also ached for being so full.

With your breasts constantly leaking yellow-ish milk you are constantly changing the pad hourly. To make this easier, you just wear a simple kimono when you’re in the comfort of your own home.

You have your kimono hanging off your shoulder as you wipe and clean the area of your areola.

“Are you okay?”

You gasped, quickly pulling your kimono to cover your bare chest. You see Kita standing at the doorway with a concern expression, thankfully you had your back against the door. You laughed with a hand to your chest, “Kita-san, you’re always scaring me.”

He sees you trying to fix your kimono and he feels bad for intruding- but he did call out your name when he entered your home. He decided to come home earlier to shower and be more presentable for dinner.

“Are you still busy? I can give you a few minutes to organize… yourself.”

You shook your head, pulling your kimono tighter around your pregnant body. “No, no it’s okay. Let me go get the food ready.” You take your time to stand up and waddle towards him.

Kita’s gaze is fixated at your breast, seeing there are wet spots. He grabs your wrist, stopping you in place. You look at him with questioning eyes. “Do not mind me for being upfront but… are you leaking?”

You look down, seeing what he meant, and you quickly covered your chest with your hands, pulling away from him when Kita tightens his hold. “I know… some women need relief… do you need my help?”

Your mouth drops at his question, “no, it’s okay, Kita-san-“

“I’m more than willing to help you, Y/n-chan.”

Your head was spinning, is this weird to have him offer?

He tilts your chin, so you look at him in the eye, “let me help you, okay?”

“What about dinner?”

He smiles, “we can eat in a second here after you feel better.”

You nod and nod your head to where you were sitting moments ago. “This will be easier if we sit down.”

You sit cross legged and he mirrored you. A ton of things is attacking you as you try to comprehend that… you are going to show him your leaking breasts. Was that not weird at all?

Your hands freeze at your sash. Is this really not weird at all for Kita? To help relieve a pregnant woman?

“I don’t think this is weird,” he answers, completely reading your mind. “It’s written all over your face,” he gives you a small smile.

“Wait,” he says when you were about to loosen your sash. He scoots so his back is against the wall and tells you, “come sit on my lap.”

“Kita-san!” you exclaimed, feeling heat rush to your face. This is getting too intimate!

He motions for you to come, not taking no for an answer. You crawled to him and settling on his lap, straddling him. His hands settle on your thigh as yours settle on his shoulders before dropping to relax by his waist. He pulls your waist until your large belly is up against his.

There, now you were as close as possible to him.

If he was nervous, he did a better job hiding it while for you, it’s written all over your face. He silently asks you if it’s okay to start, and you nod your head.

Kita exhales before initiating and pulls loosely at the sash before he pushes your kimono off your shoulders.

Your eyes shut and breath hitched the moment his warm hands massages and kneed your fully filled breasts.

Sure, you could have done this yourself but… his hands just feel so much better.

You bite your lower lip to contain your moans.

After a few minutes, you asked, “how do you know to do this?”

You prayed he didn’t do this on a daily basis with pregnant woman in the village because your panties are too damp now for that kind of answer.

“I recall learning in health class in high school.”

He had given your left breast a tad bit harder squeeze that milk shot straight to the corner of his mouth. Your eyes widen, ready to use the sleeve of your kimono to wipe it when his tongue darted out to lick it away.

His hand movements paused as he looks at you with darker pupils, “may I use my mouth?”

And how do you say no?

“If... if you like.” You uttered.

Kita wastes no time and leaned forward to latch onto a leaking harden nipple and begins to suckle. His tongue teasing your nipple.

And at last, what he’s been working hard for, your moan.

You don’t see it, but Kita has a smile at his success to finally get you to moan under his touch.

Your hands wrap around his the back of his neck, fighting to shove his face into your chest to give you more…

“Kita-san…”

He lets your nipple go with a pop and pulls away until he can stare into your eyes. “I’ve told you to call me Shin.” His lips slightly pouts and that does things to you.

You nod your head, not trusting your voice.

He smiles and your breath hitched, Shinsuke is dangerously handsome.

He shifts to the other side and begins to suckle, tongue flickering your nipple inside of his mouth.

The sight before you is so erotic that all you could do is just scape your nails on his scalp.

Kita groans and pulls away to say, “you taste so good.” He laps again at the bead of milk that surfaced your nipple. “Do you… want me to take care of you?”

You pushed against him to put some space between the two of you. “You’re doing so much for me already… I can’t ask you to do… that.” You suddenly realize, you didn’t know what he really meant behind his question? And you would die embarrassment if it isn’t what you interpreted.

He grabs your hand and places it on his fully erect cock. “I want you, Y/n-chan. I want you in every way you’ll give me.”

And you snap.

You lean forward and kiss him so hard the back of his head hits the wall and you pull back, apologizing but continuing to kiss him hungrily.

Kita chuckled, “slow down I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

“I need you,” you say between kisses. When he only chuckles, you stop, feeling all of a suddenly self-conscience. Are you being too desperate?

“Do you want me?” you asked quietly, biting the corner of your lip.

Kita’s brow furrow at your question, “I’ve wanted you the first time I saw you.” You sit back on his legs and he tilts your chin so you’re looking at him, “I want you. I want you so much you won’t even believe it.”

You bite your lip, not fully convinced.

“Then let me show you, lay down.”

You lower yourself onto your futon and pillow that was right behind you. All your insecurities come attacking all at once. “I’m not… sexy.” You blurted when Kita was about to fully open your kimono.

He pauses, a small smile curving on his lips. He pulls open your kimono in one smooth and swift tug. He sees your naked pregnant belly with visible vein running in different directions. The only clothing you had underneath was your cotton panty and that, Kita took off.

He leans forward and plants a kiss at the top of your mountain belly, “I’d like to object to that, I think you look super sexy like this. Full, round and so very pregnant.”

You narrowed your eyes at him and playfully teased him, “if I didn’t know any better, Kita-san… you have a kink for pregnant woman.”

Without a warning, he gently slides a finger inside of you, knowing you would be able to take it. He slowly begins to pump his finger inside of you, “what did I say? What did I tell you to call me?”

You kind of liked this dominance side to him. “Shin…suke, please, I need more.”

He adds another finger and widens your leg with his other free hand and then puts pressure on your clit, “you feel amazing around my fingers… I can’t wait to see what you feel like around my cock.”

Lewd noises echo from him sliding his fingers in and out of you. “Shinsuke- I want more…”

He chuckles and pulls his fingers out and takes that moment to shred all his clothes off. You pushed yourself onto your elbows to be able to have a better look at his glorious naked body since your large pregnant belly is in your view. “I haven’t had—I haven’t had sex in a long time.”

“I’ll be gentle.” He promises as he settles between your legs.

You grab you pillow to support your back a little better as you widen your legs, waiting for the anticipation.

Kita rubbed the tip of his cock along your sit to collect your juice. He dipped the tip inside of you only to pull out, teasing you to no ends.

You groaned, “if you don’t hurry up I’m going to go eat dinner without you.”

Kita chuckles slips past you folds this time around and pushes until he bottoms out.

You back arches as he hits home. “Shin…”

He groans feeling you tightening around him. “You feel even better than I had imagined.” His hips slowly rocking and every time his cock slides between your spongy walls, it brings him so close to climaxing.

“Faster,” you whined, “faster, love.”

Kita has sweat falling from his forehead as he tries hard to have control but when you speak like that it only gets him going. “Love? Am I your love?” he asks with not a faster thrust, but deeper thrust. He stops his motion when you don’t answer, “answer me or I won’t give you an orgasm.”

You throw an arm over your eyes, “yes, I love you.”

Kita grabs your arm and gently pulls away, until your eyes are looking into his- he whispers, “I love you too.”

He threads his fingers with yours and rolls his hips, hitting you deep. He knows you’re close, because he’s close too.

“You say I have a pregnancy kink and…” he pauses, breathless, “I think you’re right. After you have this baby, I’m going to put another one in you.” He thrust, “and another one…” thrust, “and another one.”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Kita gives you a few thrust and cums deeply. Your womb filled fully. Kita is above you still, panting and shuttering at his euphoric release. He places a kiss on your belly, “I love you.”

You smile tiredly at him, “I love you too.” You relax your body, utterly exhausted. “I’m not even hungry anymore.”

. . .

You’re now 38.5 weeks pregnant and technically deemed safe to give birth any time now.

You are incredibly uncomfortable and easily agitated…

Especially when Kita is slowly thrusting deep into you from behind early this morning.

“Shinsuke, if you don’t… don’t…” you lost your train of words when he snaps his hips harder and squeeze your breast.

“If I don’t what?” he asks, grinding his hips against you. He finds your sensitive nub and rubs it while thrusting faster. “You’re so sensitive this morning," he whispers and you tremble in release.

Kita always makes sure to bring you to release before his own, slowly thrusting knowing that you’re overly sensitive now. He nips your shoulder, hips jerking as he cums inside of you.

He kisses your shoulder, “how are you feeling this morning?”

“Baby might just come today if that’s how you’re playing this morning.”

Kita has a beautiful laugh, the kind that makes you always want him to laugh because it’s so beautiful.

He slowly pulls out of you and sits up to rubs your belly. He leans down against your belly and bargains, “if you come out today, I’ll double your allowance for the first five years.”

An hour later, after another round of love making you finally showered. As soon as you turned off the waters, a gush of fluid spills between your legs and a painful spasm hits you, having you double over and holding the wall for support. “Shinsuke!”

One look at you and he knew.

He carries you all the way to the bedroom, slipping your kimono on.

You grab his arm, shaking your head. “Baby is coming…” You grimace in pain as contractions hit.

“Let me call the doctor!" He holds your hand as he whips his phone out.

You count, timing your contractions and there is no way you’ll make it to the hospital at this rate.

Baby is determined to come out for that double allowance deal.

“Shin…” you breathed, catching his attention. “Go fill the tub up with water.”

He follows your instructions and carries you, setting you in the tub as he hurries to fill it with water. You slip on a sports bra and control your breathing as your contractions are coming faster.

The next couple of minutes blur as your doctor appears and orders you to start pushing.

Your body snaps and stretches in all sort of ways, with one final push and felt it all leave you.

The doctor swooped and pulled your baby out of the water, quickly clearing their airway and the first cry echoes the small bathroom.

You collapse against the tub, exhausted but still alert as you watch Kita cut the umbilical cord. He looks at you with soft eyes and the doctor looks at you with a smile, “congratulations, it’s a girl!"

. . .

You can see from your bedroom window, your 3-year-old daughter was already up tending the rice field with her father in their twinning hat and overalls.

Yawning, you decided to stay in and enjoy the pleasure of lounging in your comfy bed.

The moment Kita held your daughter, he fell in love all over again.

At the very beginning, you didn't think it'd be possible for another man to adore a child that wasn't theirs. But Kita Shinsuke proved you wrong.

Morning feeding and late night feeding, it was him. He insists and prefers it, wanting you to rest even if he was the one getting up early.

You couldn't be anymore blessed to see him interact with her, cuddling her and teaching her all the things a girl will need a father for.

When she turned 1 years old, Shinsuke asked for your hand in marriage. Getting a smile approval from his daughter was a bonus. "Can I be your daddy?"

Their bond was inseparable. He was there for her the first time she had a fever to her first time eating solid food, down to the first time she began crawling and the first step she took towards him.

You rub your six-months pregnant belly and reach over to grab the strawberry sandwich that Kita has set on your side of the bed with a note,

Good morning my love,

This is the last strawberry sandwich; Y/d/n and I will go into the cities later. Let me know what else you're craving for.

I love you

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E/n: if you read this on my old account, I've changed and edit some stuff.

[a-wildemusing]

~how the jujustu kaisen first years met y/n~ (Nobara Kugisaki’s part) 〜(￣▽￣〜)(〜￣▽￣)〜 (｡-_-｡)

warning: mistakes bby. I just wrote, didn’t proofread or anything lol

a/n:This Y/n goes with my series I’m doing called It Was Nice Knowing You. It’s basically a slice of life kind of series where you are besties with the Jujutsu Kaisen first years. Here is the ✨masterlist✨for the series to get more context. Hope you enjoy~

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Nobara~

- SO you weren’t able to meet Nobara until a few days after the guys picked her up from the train station. 

-You were supposed to be with them! But of course, you were not able to go. ಥ_ಥ

-And it wasn’t because Gojo sent you off to do something either. In fact, you were visiting family. Distance family. You were attending a funeral. You wanted to show your respect. 

-But the day you finally came back, you were extremely excited to meet her, your new classmate!!  

-You walked into the classroom and were met with Yuji bittering with who you believed was Nobara… you stood by the door like <(' .' )>  watching everything unfold and you looked over to Megumi and he was like (ு८ு). While the other two were like (╯°□°）╯︵ /( ‿⌓‿ )\

-Of course, Gojo wasn’t even there yet. He was taking his sweet time. 

-Honestly at first you were very intimidated by Nobara. But she seemed so cool and that made you more excited to meet her. 

-You patiently waited until they were done with whatever they were bickering about. You sat down next to Megumi and you asked him what was happening. 

-”What are they fighting about?” 

-”I don’t even know.” 

-Nobara finally noticed you, her head darting in your direction. She stops talking to Yuji and walked over to you. 

-”hello. I’m Nobara Kugisaki.” she bowed. 

- It was now your chance!  “I’m Y/n. It’s nice to finally meet you! I’m so excited to get to know you and do our best!” You gave her the sweetest smile. 

-And after that moment Nobara knew that you must be protected. Lol (but after she saw how you trained and that changed her mind a little lol) 

-After that day you two became pretty close. Honestly at first you were very intimidated by Kugisaki, but after a while she warmed up to you. 

- AND WHEN SHE FOUND OUT YOU LOVED SHOPPING it was game over for everyone. A powerful force when it came to the two when you had free time to go hang out and shop. 

- She is also is amazed by how you are able to get Gojo to pay for some of your stuff and even hers whenever he was there spending some free time with his students. (the man really does owe you a lot. But more on that later~)

- Nobara slowly became the older sister that you always wanted.

-You were both talked about everything. YOU TWO TRUSTED EACH OTHER SO MUCH. You knew the soft side of her that no one really knew about. The scared side that she doesn’t show anyone–that she keeps hidden. The fears she has, the insecurities that she has. She told you everything. And you told her everything. 

-So you understood where her confidence comes from. Her toughness. Her strength. 

-You trusted her so much, when you actually felt like it was time to let your fellow classmates know about your powers and abilities. She was actually the first person you told about what happened to you the night you learned about them and you cried that night and slept over in her dorm room. 

Bonus

-She also thought you and Megumi were dating and teased you about it. 

-But also teased Megumi when she found out how you both met each other. 

-Kugisaki kind of felt a little jealous that both Yuji and Megumi grew up with you during different times.

-Kugisaki hates it when you sneak up on her bc you were the only one that really can sneak up behind her. You think its funny and so you do it whenever she is not expecting it. 

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end note~

a/n: the last part! It took me a while to get back to this. I actually got distracted bc I was thinking about the direction I’m going to go with this series. But overall I hoped you enjoyed Nobara’s part even if its a little short. 

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Hiiiiii, i want to ask for a match up 🥺🥰💝

I'm an INFJ and my zodiac sign is scorpion.

I'm kinda competitive, in academic field. I mean i love my friends soooo much, but grade is my priority somehow. I love books and everything feminine. Pink is my love, and girly clothes is my addiction. I think flowers are beautiful, especially peonies.

I have some issues with my family but i still adore them. And i will fight whoever hurts my beloved. Like i not really strong but i can punch you at the face if you're mean to them.

Oh, i have a not so little secret. I have a tendency to fall for women or older men. I think everyone is pretty in their own ways and i hate body shaming or face shaming.

I consider myself a feminist. But i still want to be loved and treated like a little princess. Buuuuuuut, other days i want them to see me as a confident lady.

I want to pursue my education path and master some foreign language.

Thank you dear, and i'm sorry for my bad grammar. I'm not a good english user.

Have a nice day.💗

No, no you did perfect!! Thank you, baby!!

Doflamingo 

As soon as you mentioned liking older men and having some family issues, you know I had to pull the Doffy card (lol). This man is the personification of the older man who has a young thing on his arm! You two are literally meant for each other; between the similar likes, supporting your found families, and the desire to be loved by each other. 

He can be a bit temperamental, but ideally this man is nothing more than a hurt child trying to act tough. You just have to learn how to work his boundaries and walls in order to get in. Once you are in, you won’t be leaving anytime soon. Despite his bachelor life, he’s a love or die kind of man and will expect you to be just as loyal (even more).

Has no problem treating you like a little princess and calling you sweet pet names when he’s in a good mood. He likes your feisty side and finds it funny when you attack someone who harms your loved ones. Just make sure those fists never face him and you’ll be golden~!

Pudding

Pudding is another great match! She falls in love hard and seeing that you are against face shaming and body shaming, she truly believes she is beautiful in your eyes. She can be just as violent when it comes to protecting those she loves, so she is by your side when the going gets tough! 

She can also be a princess, but she has no problem treating you like one, in actually she does that anyway. I can imagine you both in matching cute dresses just being the perfect couple that you are! 

This lovely lady has a horrendous family, so knowing that you understand makes her feel more comfortable telling you about her issues. Totally doesn’t have fantasies of running away with you and just eloping, nah she will never admit that-

Stussy

Our last lovely lady! You might not think much of her, but she is a great candidate based off your personality type and values! We don’t know much about her past other than she was placed in the CP-9 just like the others. So I like to think she was an orphan of sorts and has her own family issues, so she understands what it means to feel out of place and will empathize with you!

This classy lady will also treat you with dignity and grace with no problem, as long as you do the same to her of course! I like to think she is also quite a feminist and has no problem fighting men, so you two will get along well! 

Overall she is a great catch and you will win her heart slowly and steady! Once you do though, there is no turning back, she can be a bit possessive and loves only you!

[fantastic-bby]

Han Jisung's Crappy Guide: Surfing Into Hearts (Teaser)

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Pairing: (F)Reader x Jisung

Word count: 1.7k

Genre: College AU | Surfer!Jisung

Summary: Jisung has a very questionable guide in trying to win hearts, one of the issues with it is that it only consists of really bad flirting and telling people he's a hot surfer. The other issue with it is that he's never actually put it into play because he's always waiting until he feels that special spark with someone...

Warnings: -

Publish date of full fic: 8th August

Overall word count: 22.4k

Full fic genre: Fluff | Romance | Slice of life | Strangers to Lovers | Surfer!Jisung | Surfer|Reader | College AU

Full fic warnings: Brief physical fighting | Mentions of getting high | Jisung has what I think is the equivalent of an obsessed fan

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…Han Jisung: sought out by the entire campus, has a very questionable guide in stealing and breaking hearts. It honestly consists of being really bad at flirting and telling people he's a hot surfer. With the entire campus essentially wrapped around his pinky, Jisung could have anyone he wanted. The only problem is that he also has the only person on campus he refuses to sleep with again coming after him.

“Uh oh, Hyemi incoming.” Hyunjin mimics the whistle of a bomb falling from the sky before making a ‘pwoosh’ sound with his mouth just as the dreaded person approaches their table. Jisung can feel his entire being wanting to shrivel up into a ball and disappear just as she opens her mouth.

“Hey Jisung,” Hyemi greets with her ever so sickeningly sweet voice. She pushes her long brown hair over her shoulder, the other resting on her hip as she completely ignores the other two that are at the same table as Jisung. “It’s already Autumn.”

“Is it?” Minho gasps, fauxing surprise, “and here I thought it was still Spring. Thank you so much for reminding me, Hyemi.” If sarcasm had a physical form, it would be pouring out of his mouth and pooling on the white wooden table, but Hyemi completely ignores him.

“It means that the Autumn Night Fair is back. How about you and I go and check it out? Have something to eat, play some games, ride the ferris wheel,” she hums.

“Not interested,” Jisung says simply. “I’m already going with my friends and we’ve already invited Yeji and her friends to come along, so… that’s already a whole group.”

“Oh come on, you can make room for one more,” Hyemi persists.

Jisung lets out a small sigh as he stands up, adjusting the strap of his bag onto his shoulder with one hand and picking up the food tray with the other. “I’m not interested,” he repeats. “I’ve already told you, it’s not going to work out. Stop trying.” Jisung walks past her, leaving Minho and Hyunjin to pick up their stuff as well.

“Sorry, Hyemi,” Minho chuckles as the two leave the table to follow Jisung. Hyunjin and Minho catch up to him only after he’s pushed through the glass door of the cafeteria and is already making his way to the entrance of the Student Union building.

“HanJi, wait up!” Hyunjin calls, making Jisung stop to turn around. His face is straight and honestly, he looks bored. Jisung’s had his fill of having students fawn over him to the point where he doesn’t even care anymore—Hyemi is no exception. She’s been trying for three years and Jisung’s gotten so tired of her that he’s blocked all of her contacts to stop her from trying to message him.

“Christ, she really won’t take no for an answer huh?” Minho chuckles as they start walking together.

“I thought that sleeping with her and ghosting her would work because there really wasn’t any other way, but I guess even that doesn’t work,” Jisung sighs. As shitty as it sounds, Jisung only sleeps and ghosts people as a last resort. He's actually only done it once… with Hyemi. “I don’t understand why she still tries. It’s like everywhere I go, she’s there and she’s trying to crawl through the damn zipper of my pants.”

Hyunjin and Minho exchange a sympathetic look. They know just how hard he’s tried to get her off of him and they also know that it’s gotten to the point where Jisung doesn’t even care anymore. Every time she approaches him, he either ignores her or just walks away.

“When was the last time you even dated someone?” Hyunjin asks, looking at Jisung curiously.

“High school,” Minho answers for him and Jisung nods as clarification. “Ji hasn’t had a proper relationship since high school.”

“I haven’t had a connection with anyone yet,” Jisung says while shrugging. The funny thing about Jisung is that he’s totally willing to sleep with anyone, but he hasn’t actually found someone he’s properly had ‘The Connection’ with yet, and Jisung sticks by only getting into a proper, committed, and serious relationship only if he feels ‘The Connection’ with.

“He basically has commitment issues and no one’s been able to push through them. He didn't even like his ex that much, he just dated her because he wanted the 'experience'.” Jisung smacks Minho on the arm and it makes the older man laugh.

“I do not have commitment issues,” Jisung argues.

“Sure, okay,” Minho rolls his eyes. “So, that time you freaked out because your ex confessed that she actually liked you isn’t enough to prove that you’re not ready for a committed relationship?”

“Doesn’t mean I have issues!”

“Mhm, whatever you say, Hannie,” Minho chuckles. They both turn to Hyunjin when he becomes strangely quiet only to see him on his phone.

"Uhm, turn back around,” Hyunjin blurts out right before he turns around and runs straight back into the cafeteria, leaving Minho and Jisung watching in confusion. They follow the designer and when they’re inside of the cafeteria, there’s a crowd gathered around Yeji and Hyemi.

“You’re fucking crazy!” Yeji hisses as she pulls her wet white shirt away from her torso to stop it from sticking. “I didn’t even do anything to you!”

“What the fuck?!” Hyunjin exclaims as he grabs onto Hyemi’s hand that still has the plastic cup grasped.

“Oh my god,” Minho groans.

“I’ll handle it,” Jisung mutters as he hands his backpack to Minho before taking his jacket off. He pushes through the crowd until he reaches Yeji and lays the jacket over her shoulders, “come on.” They’re both certain that if looks could kill, Yeji would have daggers sticking out of her torso from Hyemi’s glare. Jisung decides against saying anything to Hyemi and, instead, guides Yeji towards the cafeteria doors with Minho and Hyunjin following.

“Are you alright?” Hyunjin asks once they’ve pushed past the doors.

“I’m fine,” she huffs. “Good thing Lia texted you. I’m pretty sure she would’ve hit me for just being friends with you.”

“I’m sorry about that,” Jisung sighs while taking his bag back from Minho.

“Nothing to apologise for,” Yeji shakes her head with a reassuring look on her face, “it’s not your fault. You’ve already turned her down about… I don’t know, a billion times? She’s the one who chooses her actions, not you.”

“I still feel kinda guilty since, you know…”

“Ji, it’s nothing to worry about—I promise,” Yeji flashes him a small smile. “If anything, have you seen Ryujin angry? She isn’t the MMA vice president for nothing, you know.”

The sound of the cafeteria doors being pushed open followed by Lia’s, “wait up!” Makes the four of them stop and turn around to see Lia and Chaeryeong chasing after them.

“Gosh, I can’t believe she did that just because you’re friends with Jisung,” Chaeryeong huffs when they start walking once again.

“I’m not even dating you—it’s getting tiring,” Yeji mutters, hands wrapping the front of Jisung’s jacket around herself tighter. “I shouldn’t have worn white today, huh?”

“It’s okay, we’ll accompany you to your dorm,” Lia reassures her while linking her arm around Yeji’s elbow. “It’s not like we have any classes after this.”

“Mhm!” Chaeryeong hums as she links onto Yeji’s other elbow.

“Where is Ryujin anyway?” Hyunjin asks when he notices the lack of the group’s most prominent presence. Shin Ryujin, vice president of the MMA club is also one of the better known students on campus. She’s more known for just being outright chaotic as well as her habit of standing up for her friends.

"Committee meeting with Felix," Lia answers.

“Thanks for the jacket,” Yeji turns around once they’re out of the Student Union building. “I’ll pass it to Hyunjin later.”

“It’s fine,” Jisung smiles. “Just take care. If anything happens, text Hyunjin and we’ll send Felix to beat her up or something.”

“We’ll be fine,” she shakes her head with laughter before bidding the guys goodbye and leaving in the direction of her dorm building. Jisung feels a bitter feeling in his chest as he watches Yeji walk.

As much as his friends tell him that he’s not responsible for anything that Hyemi does to them, he can’t help but always feel guilty whenever something happens. It’s been this constant cycle where he goes from thinking of dating her for the sake of protecting his friends or just ignoring her until he graduates.

There’s a few things that actually stops Jisung from dating her. 1. She’s crazy. 2. He’s been turning her down since their first year. 3. She splashed water on Yeji for being friends with him. Jisung has a feeling that if he ever did date her, then he wouldn’t have been able to actually hang out with his friends anymore.

“Are you surfing today?” Hyunjin turns to Minho.

“Most likely,” he nods. “Jisung?”

“Hmm?”

“Surfing today?” Minho asks.

“Yeah, but I’m stopping by Felix’s place later. He has one of my sunglasses,” Jisung says.

“I need to check on Kkami, so I’ll see you guys at the beach,” Hyunjin waves at them before heading in the same direction that Yeji, Lia and Chaeryeong went—making Minho and Jisung wonder why he didn’t just follow them before since he and Yeji live in the same building. Everyone wonders how Hyunjin manages to house a dog in his on-campus dorm, but he’s always just said not to worry and that Kkami isn’t that loud.

Minho and Jisung bid their goodbyes before Minho walks in the opposite direction of Hyunjin to head to his dorm and Jisung heads to the campus gates. His house is only a few minutes walk from campus which bodes well for him since he doesn’t need to move away from his family. He keeps himself preoccupied with trying to detangle his white earphones while he walks, hands pulling and tugging at the white wire until he accidentally bumps into someone.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry,” he apologises. Jisung’s slightly surprised when he’s faced with a student he’s never seen before.

“It’s fine, I think we were both a bit busy,” you chuckle as you lift your own tangled earphones.

“O-Oh yeah,” Jisung laughs awkwardly. Before he can even ask who you are, you’ve already started walking past him. He watches as you do. You’re definitely new.

The campus isn’t too big that you wouldn't know anyone outside of your circle, but it’s small enough that you can recognise all of the students at least by face or voice. However, Jisung’s never seen you before, nor has he ever heard your voice before; which leaves him wondering as he turns back around and continues his walk to the gates.

[addictedtojmanga]

Best male characters in shoujo & josei manga - in my opinion, ofc

!!! Might contain spoilers about Love so Life, Faster than a Kiss, Last Game, Love Phantom, Special A, ReRe Hello, Kainushi wa Akuma, Sabaku no Harem, Max Lovely and Kimi ni Todoke. 

So, my criteria for this was:

1. is he toxic?

2. can he communicate properly with the female lead?

3. could I stand to talk with him for more than an hour?

That’s basically it. I used to love a bunch of male characters without realizing how douchey they actually were. Do I still love them? Yeah, but mostly because of nostalgia, I don’t actually consider them good men. 

I’m not saying the men in this list are perfect, cause c’mon we all know how manga characters - and people - are, but I think these are pretty great.  

Without further ado, here’s my - non ranked - fave MLs:

1. Matsunaga Seiji, Love so Life. 

This man is adorable, the best thing ever, I want him to myself. We don’t actually see a lot of romance in Love so Life, HOWEVER, Seiji is a responsible, caring, sweet guy. Once he gets his shit together he talks openly with the female lead about how he feels and how - because of their age difference - he’s willing to wait for her and that she doesn’t have to answer him right then and there or feel guilty if she doesn’t want to be with him in the future. 

Honestly, I really love him. He’s not a creepy older guy preying on a young girl, he respects her age and wants her to live her youth before settling down. Does he rely a bit too much on a 16yo? Yes, but I overlook it ‘cause I love him.

2. Ojiro Kazuma, Faster than a Kiss. 

Again, not a teacher/older man preying on a young girl. He’s her teacher and their relationship starts out with him wanting to protect/help his student out. If I’m not mistaken, he doesn’t even kiss her until she graduates, HOWEVER, he does make her wear sexy costumes, which is problematic. 

Overall, he’s sweet, helps her a lot, really loves her and wants to protect her (and her cute litlle brother). 

3. Yanagi Naoto, Last Game.

Yanagi starts out as a douchey rich kid who thinks he’s superior to everyone else until he’s beaten by the female lead and wants to defeat her. Overtime, he realizes he’s actually in love with her. He’s shy when it comes to her, and very patient. 

Did he follow her to middle school, high school and college? Yes. Would I find that creepy in real life? Absolutely. Can I excuse it because it’s a shoujo manga? Yes again. 

I think he’s a solid male lead for a shoujo manga, and I personally like him, but I definitely see issues with his behavior. 

4. Hase Kei, Love Phantom.

I want him. He’s older than the FL, so he often teases her, but I find it pretty adorable, especially when he’s the one feeling shy. Excluding chapter 01, I can’t remember any obvious flaws in his behavior. To sum up, I love him. 

5. Takishima Kei, Special A. 

Here is an OG male lead that I wouldn’t punch or kick.

Kei is handsome, rich, super smart and he doesn’t give a fuck about anything except the FL. She’s extremely competitive and he always goes along with her whims. He’s protective of her and a tad possessive, but it doesn’t really bother me. He’s pretty solid. 

6. Suou Minato, ReRe Hello.

Minato has his flaws as a person, but as a man/boyfriend, I really love him. I feel like he really cherishes the FL and usually respects her independence. If you haven’t read this manga, I definitely recommend you do!

7. Albrecht Ebel, Kainushi wa Akuma.

He’s super hot and sassy, I love it. Does he sort of sexually harass the FL? Yes, frequently. Does it bother me? Not really, to be honest. And I absolutely despise when male characters are forceful or rapey. I don’t know how to explain it, but at the same time that he teases her, he’s extremely sweet. I know this intro sounds bad, but I want to be upfront about it. Major spoilers ahead: in one of the final chapters, he’s feeling possessive and tries to have sex with her (she didn’t contest it), and when he comes to, she’s trembling and he stops, apologizes, says that there’s no meaning to it if she doesn’t want to and stays distant from her until she approaches him after realizing they love each other.

He is super sweet and she does love him, of course (it’s still a shoujo manga after all). I think everyone should give it a read (and you can delve into the wonderful world of flirting that is Kaji Eiri’s mangas). 

(Real quick, part of the reason I love her work so much is that the main couple flirts consistently throughout the manga, and one thing that bothers me a lot in shoujo manga is when the protagonists only get together in the last chapter.)

8. Sahara Taki, Max Lovely. 

Honestly, I just really love their relationship. This is a 20 year old manga but it’s really solid. I’ve re-read this a bunch of times and I absolutely love it. It’s not romance exclusively, there’s a pretty dark background story, but I really enjoy it. And Taki is a pretty baby, super sweet with the FL and usually very honesy with her.

9. Prince Kallum, Sabaku no Harem.

Would I be one of many wifes to a handsome and rich prince? No. Do I treat manga as reality? God, no. 

He’s very amusing, loves to tease the FL and is pretty sweet. I really enjoyed reading this, I think it’s a solid shoujo with a great male lead, and should definitely be on your list if you haven’t read it yet. 

10. Kazehaya Shouta, Kimi ni Todoke.

Is he my favorite male character? No. To be perfectly honest, he’s not even on my top 10. But is he a good man/boyfriend? Yes, and that’s why he’s on this list.

Like I said in the beginning of the post, there are toxic male characters that I still love despite them being shitty. 

Kazehaya is a popular type but he’s super nice and charismatic. He treats the FL which is usually dismissed by everyone with a lot of respect and care. I think he’s a bit too shy and indirect, which can sometimes jeopardize his relationship with her, but other than that, he’s a great guy. 

BONUS 01: not actually a boyfriend but I love him

Tsuruga Ren, Skip Beat. 

Now, is Ren perfect? No, he has a lot of flaws. A LOT. But I absolutely love him and I think he’s maturing. 

BONUS 02: I don’t personally love this type of character for myself, but I really like him 

Suoh Tamaki, Ouran High School Host Club. 

Like I said, he’s not my type, but I think he’s pretty cute and adorable and totally deserves to be on the list, so I made this spot just for him. 

BONUS 03: douchey guys I was blindly in love with as a teenager

1. Usui Takumi, Kaichou wa Maid-Sama. 

Do I hate Usui? No, not at all. I actually really like him. 

But he’s possessive, secretive, dismissive and forceful.

2. Irie Naoki, Itazura na Kiss. 

Naoki has always been - in my opinion - a dick. He pissed me of quite a bit even back then. But, since I always make sure to wear my shoujo anime/manga glasses to ignore problematic behavior when I’m reading manga, I don’t hate him.

! Please don’t get me wrong, even with my shoujo anime/manga glasses there are certain things that I can’t ignore and that really drive me crazy (ex. rape, racism, fat shaming, etc) 

It’s simply that I can understand that there’s a huge gap between manga and reality, and as long as I can recognize the problematic behaviors, I feel like I can enjoy them and respect the poetic license behind it. 

 Ok, that’s it, sorry for the long-ass post. 

[cheegu3]

Could you please do a yandere profile set for NCT Dream? If you don’t want to do all of them I’m fine with just Jisung :)

hope u like it 🥰 oh btw some are longer than others and I didn’t know if u wanted a small “ scenario “ as well!

TW / Trigger warning: yandere themes, abusive relationship, violence etc

{NCT Dream yandere profiles}

Mark

yandere type: psycho, eliminating/controlling

A yandere who were one of the worst in dream (spoiler alert: along with renjun and haechan). He’s extremely hard to put up with, not because he is insecure but because he enjoys having that control of you, enjoys seeing you get mad at him. In short he could be described as a psycho who liked playing with his toys. He didn’t see others as equal to him, not even you but you just happened to be his favorite toy. That doesn’t mean that he wouldn’t play with you, but he was in a way, more gentle and at some times even affectionate. His psycho side tho would really come out when he murdered people around you, your family, your friends, your exes, classmates and even teachers. He didn’t do it for you. He did it because it was one of his ways of playing, torturing his victims slowly, it gave him a rush greater than anything. Mark knew that by doing that, he tortured you as well. He loved you though, and would never kill you. As twisted as he was, he loved you so so much.

Renjun

yandere type: possesive, short-tempered

He may be short but boyyy can he go from 0-100 quick. He’ll have you begging for mercy in seconds, only to be granted none. Because similarly to Taeyong, he does like punishing you and seeing your tears. Not really in the same way though, because for him it’s like with mark, control. He loves control and likes being dominant and possesive in every way. Punishments you’d endure would be marks, of any kind. He likes marking you with hickies all over and then making you go out in public. Or if you’ve done something really bad you will get his named carved on your skin, although he can step it up to a tattoo if he thinks you need to be taught a lesson. Overall, if you do what Renjun wants, he won’t be violent, he will be happy.

Jeno

yandere type: violent / “ harmless yandere “

He can definitely be violent at times but he is sort of harmless. He just wants you to be happy and he doesn’t stress too much. Yes, he gets insecure like everyone does but he doesn’t put pressure on you in that way. He likes to keep his feelings to himself. With violent I mean more that when he is really upset during an argument he will throw out words to hurt you. This is his abusive side, his yandere side, he will rarely hurt you. If he does, then it’s because of something big and he may regret it afterwards thinking it was in a fit of rage. No matter what he does though, the people who chose jeno are automatically attracted back to him, forgiving him over and over again. He has that effect and you can’t but love him.

Haechan

yandere type: dangerous, sadist

RUN. That’s like all I have to say. There’s no way you’ll survive Haechan. He is a special kind of man, everyone knows he’s an absolute genius. Clever in all ways, games, maths, languages..but unfortunately for you, also manipulation. It wasn’t until you had fallen for all his charms and gotten into a relationship that it started. Most people who have chosen Haechan will be manipulated so much that you won’t even know that he is doing it. He will have built up your trust for him to the point where you trust him with your life. And he takes advantage of it, in EVERY way. Gaslighting is his favorite weapon, and if you ever figure him out and what he’s doing to you, and your life. Forget it, because he will admit you to a psych ward, even persuading the workers there with his fake story. He was a perfect yandere, good luck with escaping him.

Jaemin

yandere type: sweet but obsessed

Do everything he says and you will be attacked by kisses and every kind of affection possible. You will have the happiest boy ever, trust me. But...if you don’t, well his favorite punishment is isolation. Since he was very clingy, it would be torture for himself too but on the other hand he saw you as ungrateful and disrespectful when you didn’t do what he wanted. He gave you all his love, all the gifts and money in the world, and yet you don’t listen? Advice for you, keep.him.happy.

Chenle

yandere type: overprotective, special/caretaker

You would find him annoying, always being anxious for you and about you. He would even hire guards to protect you at all times to make sure you were safe. With special yandere, it’s hard to explain. I feel like he would be sort of a caretaker to you, but he overdoes it. If you have certain pills you need to take he will provide it for you, checking everything, maybe just maybe, giving you too much or too little if you have misbehaved. He has control in every aspect of your life that he can. He claims it’s to protect you, but he just needs to do it. He tells himself he has to or else he will go absolutely insane.

Jisung

yandere type: lovesick, obsessed

Despite his age I do not see him as an innocent loving yandere. I think his shyness would contribute to a lot, he feels insecure all the time leading to well..certain yandereish behaviors. His punishments would involve him using his size and strength to his advantage, anything to intimidate you. He had learnt things from his older friends (hyungs) but he was hesitant to use violence on you. He was a sweet boy who really wanted you to love him. I would classify him as an obsessed yandere, as soon as he falls for someone they’re the only thing that matters. He may neglect himself, and ignore others, and he will do anything to make you love him back.

[cavehags]

I’ve seen some takes that 355 has romantic feelings for Yorick and their relationship really didn’t come off that way to me at all. Not on her side at least. Yorick walks the line between man child and amusingly guileless sidekick and his relationship with 355 is obviously intimate and familiar, especially toward the end there, where she let down her guard a little bit but she’s always seemed slightly exasperated and it’s obvious she isn’t entirely pleased with having to do the majority of the heavy lifting with him. He’s clearly crushing on her like I get “my older sister’s best friend is super cool and brilliant and also hot” vibes but that comparison with his mother also felt inline with what they’ve shown. The trio’s entire dynamic is complex and messy, and everyone always wants the man and woman together, but even if Mann was out of the picture, Yorick is just not who I’d saddle 355 with like they’re not equals lol

this is such a great message! i totally agree with you! “my older sister’s best friend is super cool and brilliant and also hot” is pretty much the vibe on yorick's side. and on 355's side, it's more of a sense of wonder at how dumb and naive a 20something year old white man can be. the vibes are like "my teenage intern just asked me if he can print from the copier--is he for real??"

i actually love the way their friendship has evolved and how specific their dynamic feels. the fact that both she and mann are working for yorick, for his protection, is vividly clear in all of their scenes together, however much yorick may want a friendship and 355 may need one. she feels an obligation to him. he does not feel an obligation to her. he wants to be nice to her, at some points, but it's not the same as the way she thinks of her duty. like you said: unequal.

and i think their friendship is very sweet and has a lot of potential! they're lonely enough, especially before mann enters the picture, to start to become friendly, and i definitely see how that feels particularly intimate to someone like 355 who may not have ever had a friend before - but i don't think it extends so far that she would trust yorick with romantic love. they're not on the same level, either in their working relationship together or in their overall maturity. and to be clear, 355 has a lot of problems - she puts herself and her body on the line way more than she should. but when yorick's issues are almost the opposite (spoiled, directionless, naive, whimsical, completely unwilling to take on any sort of discomfort), it doesn't make for a very compatible combination.

also, yorick's version of warming up to 355 has come with such admiration for her that he is always looking at her like she's an alien, even though it's in a good way. i don't think it would be good for her to let down her mental walls only for him to idolize her in a romantic relationship where he can't give her much back. that's exactly how he was with beth and it didn't make either of them happy! yorick thinks the stuff 355 can do is amazing, and he knows enough to see the red flags in her health, but he's too immature to really know how to take care of her. it's definitely growth that he wants to start contributing and learning how to fight, but he's got a long journey ahead of him before he can even take care of himself, let alone someone else. i think a relationship between the two of them would just make 355 withdraw from her feelings more than ever and see her relationship as yet another duty she won't give herself any time off from. not safe.

to be clear, the two of them are my two favorite characters (closely followed by sam who had way more potential than the first season had a chance to leverage) and i have an embarrassing soft spot for yorick. but yeah, i don't see how a relationship between them could be a good idea. all of that said, who knows what the show meant to do with them. their banter and growing physical intimacy might have spilled over into sex if the show had continued (and i'm not ruling out that it will make a move over to another distributor and do more seasons on something like hbo max). whether that was the plan or not, it didn't read to me as something 355 would want, at least in this part of either of their stories.

[takaraphoenix]

Sally Jackson choice safety over stability in terms of how she'd take care of her child. Both her and Percy faced years abuse by the hands of one man. Does this make her a good mother who was in over her head or an unprepared one making an impulsive decision?

You found the one hot take even I haven’t dared say aloud yet, because I think it may just be my most unpopular opinion in this fandom. One thing everyone in this fandom seems to agree on is the “universal truth” that Sally Jackson is the best mother in the history of fictional mothers. So, here’s my hot take:

Sally Jackson is not that perfect mother the fandom pretends she is.

Sally during the series? Presented as a loving and good mother. But to get to that point? Pre-series Sally is not written as a good mom; she’s written as a plot-device with the things the author needs to happen in mind and not the motivation of a good mother who prioritizes her child’s happiness and safety in mind.

And I’ll back that claim up with three ways in which Sally has failed Percy as a mother. Not just once, but repeatedly, for years.

But before we get into that, I’d like to switch what you said first. Sally Jackson chose stability over safety. Sally chose the stability of keeping her child at her side over said child’s safety. She made an inherently selfish decision that was not with her child’s best interest and overall safety in mind.

Now, the first - and most obvious one - is Smelly Gabe.

And before I can elaborate on that, I need to clarify one very important thing here, before anyone goes “don’t blame the victim!” on me: Sally Jackson is not a victim; she’s a fictional character. Fictional characters can be written as victims, but they are not autonomous people who make their own choices; their choices are very deliberately made by their author for them. And I want to look at the choices that went into writing her this way, writing her story this way.

Real abuse victims get stuck in abusive relationships for a variety of reasons and they don’t get out of them for equally various reasons. Most of the time, it’s something like “he was so sweet and kind at first, but by the time he showed his real face, it was too late” (and, as a note to that; Percy describes Gabe as having been nice to them for a total of thirty seconds before showing his real face. Now while that is, of course, and exaggeration, it still goes to say that Gabe was pretty much upfront about what kind of person he was).

I’ve never heard one start with “he was the most disgusting, grossest man I could possibly find”. Sally Jackson chose this man. Not just in the way one picks a partner. She went out there and chose the stinkiest, grossest man.

It was a deliberate choice on Riordan’s part to have Sally choose an abusive relationship over sending her son away for his own safety. And this decision did not keep Percy safe; Percy Jackson was abused in his own home, by a horribly stinking man, for six years of his life. That’s not keeping your child safe.

The choice was not made to keep Percy safe; the choice was made to keep Percy with Sally. It was inherently selfishly motivated; she didn’t want to send him away, she wanted to keep him with her.

Sally loves Percy, she loves him dearly and fiercely, I’m not arguing that. But that love led to her not wanting to let go of him. And sometimes, parenting means making tough choices, sometimes loving someone means you have to make a tough decision.

In this case, the “tough decision” is presented as Sally bravely putting up with six years of abuse at Gabe’s hand. That’s the narrative chosen by the author.

But the actual “tough decision” would have been to send Percy to Camp Half-Blood, where he would have been safe. That’s the tough choice a mother would have had to make to keep her child safe.

That’s the tough choice the parents of most of the year-rounders have made. Mister Beauregard sent his daughter all the way from Paris to New York to give her this safety. The distance alone guaranteeing he wouldn’t see her for years potentially - because flying between New York and Paris is not necessarily easily affordable for everyone. Sally’s option was to send Percy to a camp that’s literally one and a half hours away. She could have still seen him, he could have easily visited her.

But her solution was to mask Percy’s scent by marrying a stinking, gross, abusive man.

Let me just stretch once more: Sally’s choice did not keep Percy safe. Sally’s choice made their home unsafe. It brought the danger and pain into their home. It may have moderately protected Percy from monsters - until The Lightning Thief kicked in - but it did not keep Percy actually safe, because it put him into a different kind of danger and through a different kind of pain.

For six years. And, this is where the “not a real person but a fictional character” thing comes up again, because this isn’t a woman where one choice leads to a date with a man which leads to a relationship which leads to abuse that she doesn’t know how to get out of anymore. She is a fictional character whose journey was set out to end with her being in an abusive relationship.

And we also don’t know why she didn’t get out of it. She’s not a real person, we don’t know if she was so scared of Gabe that she didn’t know how to leave, if her lack of a support system is what led to her not leaving him, or if it was the motivation of not giving up Percy. The real, actual reason is that Riordan wanted to keep her in there and keep Percy out of the loop until he was twelve and The Lightning Thief could happen. Because she was able of getting rid of him as soon as the truth unravelled and Percy met camp.

And I’d like to use the way she did that to drive back home just how bad Gabe was, just how bad the situation Sally and Percy were in for six years, really was.

She murders him. She flat-out murders him. Both, her and Percy, together. This twelve-year old child who we meet and get to know as kind and not... not a murder-child, is ready to kill a man. That’s how badly Gabe abused them; both of these kind people chose murder to get rid of him.

And it’s just something I’ve never gotten over. Riordan really made the decision that his protagonist’s mom would rather get them both into an abusive home than give Percy up to camp. That was his decision; there could have been other ways. One thing that would have made this seem less like a deliberate choice would have, for example, been Sally not knowing about camp.

If she was a desperate mother, who saw no other options? That’d have made the situation different too. But we know Sally knew about camp. She knew there was a place she could send her son where he would be safe from the monsters, but she decided against that, she decided that she wanted to keep him close, at any costs - and the cost was six years of abuse.

I do not think that this decision should be framed as a heroic sacrifice, because the fact that she knew of an actually safe solution and decided against it was inherently selfish. She did not put up with six years of abuse for selfless reasons because there was “no other way”; there was, she knew that, but the author didn’t want her to take that.

Sometimes, the sacrifice is letting go of your child. And, as mentioned before, she wouldn’t have let go of him for good - camp is in the same bloody city as she is living. Literally one and a half hours away from her.

Now on to the other two ways in which I think Sally Jackson failed Percy.

For one, the lies about his father. Now, real people who are left by their partner with a baby, they can pick whatever to tell their kids whenever. But, again, this is a fictional character and the author makes the decision for her. And this, again, was a decision made solely based on the end result; Riordan needed Percy to not be in the know by the time The Lightning Thief came around, even though from a character-perspective, telling Percy the truth earlier would have been the logical and right decision.

If your kid is a demigod who is attracting real actual monsters with his scent alone? Percy started really attracting monsters when he was six years old and for the next six years, Sally didn’t disclose the truth to him; not about monsters, not about his father, not about the fact that Percy may have powers.

Percy attracted so many monsters that it led to Sally getting married to Gabe. That’s how badly he attracted monsters. Which also implies that Percy must have seen monsters. We get to see in The Lightning Thief just how much Percy thinks he’s going crazy with the things he sees. And that’s  been going on for six years too - six years and in those, his scent only got stronger.

This, again, isn’t just one decision she made. This is a decision she made every single day over and over again. The decision not to tell Percy about his father, the powers, the simple reassurance that he’s not going insane, that monsters are real. This was Percy’s reality and it would obviously only become more and more of an issue the older Percy got, but every single day, she chose not to tell him, to let him believe not just a lie but also steadily that he was going crazy.

And it’d have gone a long way if he had just known. Even with Gabe in their life, even if she hadn’t made the choice to send him to camp at age six, it’d have helped him so much to know the truth and be prepared for this life.

Because this wasn’t just an issue of “the guy left me, I don’t want to talk about it with my kid”, this was inherently about, once more, Percy’s safety. Knowing what to watch out for, knowing the thing you should watch out for is actually real, are huge factors in Percy’s safety. Having him as well-prepared as possible.

She knew his father was Poseidon. It’s not even that she had sex with some dude, not knowing who he was. She knew he was Poseidon. She knew what Percy’s parentage was, she must have observed the slow development of Percy’s powers over the years.

But again, she chose to leave him in the dark about it. He could have been well-prepared by age twelve. Read up everything on Poseidon, experimented with potential powers he may have, understanding why the fishes in the aquarium are talking to him and that he is not actually hearing voices, learning.

But that’s not useful for the author; Riordan wants an unprepared Percy who can be used to introduce this world to the reader.

The choice to not tell Percy the truth about his father and about being a demigod was made deliberately and, again, not in Percy’s best interest. And in this case, there really is no other interpretation left aside from “the author needs it to happen this way” - with Gabe, there is the legitimate argument that she may have been at one point just an abused woman stuck in a relationship with no out because we don’t know enough to know what her motivation and situation were exactly - but there is... no benefit at all in lying to Percy about this, no reason for it.

The moment he first started being in actual life-threatening danger because monsters came after him, it became a pressing matter to tell him what monsters are, that they are real and why they are after him and to prepare him for it.

Which brings me to the third instance.

She never prepared him - even just in a mortal manner. Even if we let the first two - the marriage to Gabe and the lies about his father - stand as they are, Sally could have done something very simple to prepare Percy for his life and to help keeping him safe.

Self-defense classes. Judo. Martial arts. Sword-fighting classes. Whatever.

Many parents teach their kids these kind of things from a young age. Parents whose kids aren’t in constant danger of being attacked by monsters. One of your first parental instincts should be to teach your kid to be safe; to protect themselves. Give him the means to fight back.

So, that’s it. That’s the three very vital and important instances in which I think Sally failed Percy as a mother; not just once, but repeatedly, for years.

Instead of sending him to a safe place where he could learn about his heritage and learn control of his powers as well as learning how to fight the monsters after his life, she chose to marry an abusive, smelly man whose scent would mask Percy’s. Probably. Hopefully. But it didn’t really, not all the time. As shown by The Lightning Thief and monsters coming after Percy. And Percy starts to think he’s crazy, because at no point did she tell him about the monsters, and at no point does he really know how to fight for his life, because at no point did she put the means to defend himself into his hands.

No. No, I do not think that those are the decisions a good mother would make. Those are decisions the author made because he knew the starting point of his story and he knew where Percy’s character needed to be for that.

The thing that’s glossed over are the choices Riordan implicitly made Sally make. To get to this point for Percy, at age 12, he had to make Sally repeatedly act against Percy’s best interests and deliberately not tell Percy the truth or teach him way to stay safe. So he masks those choices by putting on a framework that’s meant to make you only look at her suffering and the outcome, not the choices that led to it. That was Riordan’s choice and he framed it in a way that the fandom ate up and celebrates, when... neither Sally, nor Riordan, had do to that. There was another option on the table and, if Riordan had sat down and thought hard, I’m pretty sure there would have been more options.

The bottom line, what Sally’s parenting comes down to in the end, is that she and Percy got stuck with an abusive man for six years, because she didn’t want to send him to an actual safe place, she spent six years essentially gaslighting Percy about the things he hears/sees by not telling him the monsters are actually real and she repeatedly left him in unnecessary danger by not giving him the means to defend himself in any way whatsoever. And those are not signs of good parenting, not in my book.

But it’s just so much easier to ignore all of that and pretend that blue candy and trips to Montauk are the end all be all and that Sally’s fierce love for her son is the most defining trait of parenting. I know that. Most of the time, I’m right there with you - I love fanon!Sally, I love to pretend she’s the best mom ever and never did anything wrong, because I know the decisions are inherently made by Riordan and are a by-product; I know he wants her to be a good mother, I know throughout the series, he writes her as a good and loving mother.

But if I have to be honest and if I look at the whole text, including the implications of their past, canon!Sally isn’t that good of a mother.

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There is no love without suffering

Xiaoge and Wu Xie finally meet

Wu Xie loved his family. Well, most of them. His grandmother was a woman to be feared, but she also kissed all his childhood injuries and cared for him when he was sick. His Ershu was, for all intents and purposes, a gangster. But Wu Xie knew that if anyone even looked at him wrong, his Ershu would deal with that person within the hour. That probably shouldn’t have been as comforting as it was.

And then there was Sanshu. For all that Wu Xie loved the man, he could admit that Sanshu had some shortcomings. Sure, his uncle was responsible for bringing him to tombs and introducing him to the family business. But he was also responsible for multiple panic attacks, random attacks from strange men and Wu Xie nearly dying in tombs. So, the bad outweighed the good.

And then Sanshu asked Wu Xie and Pangzi to join him on a job, a big one. Desperate to get away from his Ershu’s matchmaking attempts, Wu Xie agreed and Pangzi and he were gone within two days.

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“So do we know who your uncle has with him?” Wu Xie looked up from his notebook where he was sketching the train station they had just left. “Well, we can assume Pan Zi. After that I have no idea. You think he tells me things like that?” Pangzi laughed, knowing his young friend was right. Sanshu shared only what he thought was necessary. Unfortunately for everyone else, that tended to be the bare minimum. Deciding not to worry about it, Wu Xie closed his notebook, taking out a pack of cards. Fleecing Pangzi in poker sounded a lot more fun.

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Wu Xie had missed Pan Zi’s hugs, they really were the best. He had also missed Pan Zi, the man was more of an uncle to him than his actual uncle sometimes. Over Pan Zi’s shoulder he saw a man. He was young, attractive(very attractive), wearing black and staring at Wu Xie, dark eyes sending a shiver through the man’s body. Who was that? Pan Zi, noticing the distraction, gestured the young man to approach. “Wu Xie, this is Xiaoge. Your uncle hired him to guide us through the tomb.” Shaking the other man’s hand, Wu Xie winced at the strong grip. He could feel callouses, the sword over the other man’s shoulder explaining them. “Nice to meet you Xiaoge.” The man nodded, dropping Wu Xie’s hand, moving to stand at the edge of the camp, back turned to the group. What an odd man. Attractive though.

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Xiaoge had never felt like this before. When Sanxing had told him that Wu Xie, his nephew, would be joining them, Xiaoge had been annoyed. Another person to protect, someone else to waste their time. And then the man had arrived to camp. He was cute. Slim, messy hair, glasses almost too big for his face. He was adorable and Xiaoge was drawn to him for some reason, staring as Pan Zi pulled the young man into a hug. Damn, he was glad that Xiazi wasn’t here to see this, the man would never let him live this down. Walking over when Pan Zi called him, Xiaoge accepted the handshake. Wait, was that? No, no way. It couldn’t be. He tightened his grip, needing to make sure. And there it was. A line of scar tissue across Wu Xie’s palm, exactly where Xiaoge cut every time he needed blood. This was his soulmate.

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This Xiaoge guy was kind of intense. He had spent the entire trek to and through the tomb at Wu Xie’s side, pulling him away from traps and dangers. Wu Xie was slightly concerned that his shoulder was dislocated at this stage. Sanshu was ahead of them, concentrating on the map in his hands, Pan Zi holding the torch for him. Pangzi was at their back, holding back a laugh every time Xiaoge grabbed Wu Xie. He really knew his Tianzhen too well, aware that the younger man was more than happy about the constant touching. Overall, it had been an easy tomb, the traps easy enough, nothing too dangerous. The five men were relaxed, making their way slowly through the tomb. And then they heard the rustling, the sound of feet skittering across the floor. Wu Xie knew what that meant, having dealt with these things more than once. Shibie. Dangerous, fast, he knew they couldn’t outrun them. Sanshu stepped back, pushing Xiaoge in front of the group. “Well, do your thing, this is why we brought you with us.” What? What was Xiaoge going to do? He could see the shibie now, moving as a large group towards them. There was a lot of them, how could one man handle them? He watched Xiaoge remove a glove and unsheathe his sword. Wait, he wasn’t going to do what Wu Xie thought he was going to do, was he? Waiting until the last possible moment, Xioge moved, his sword cutting through his palm and blood flying through the air. It created a barrier between the group and shibie, who refused to cross it. As the blade cut through Xiaoge’s palm, Wu Xie had a moment of realisation. Oh shit, he thought as pain lanced through his palm and blood started dripping. This is his soulmate.

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The trip out of the tomb was a lot less relaxed. Pangzi bandaged up a shocked Wu Xie’s hand, while Pan Zi looked after Xiaoge. Sanshu was silent, staring between his nephew and his soulmate, muttering something under his breath. Reaching camp, Pangzi and Pan Zi dragged Sanshu to the river, close enough to hear an attack, but far enough that Wu Xie and Xiaoge could talk. Wu Xie lit the fire, avoiding eye contact with the other man. He knew they needed to talk about this, but how did he start? This was the man who he thought was being abused as a child, the man he was determined to save. And now here he was, his soulmate in front of him. “So, you’re my soulmate huh?” Xiaoge nodded. Huh, a man of few words. If Pangzi were here he’d make some stupid comment about Wu Xie having more than enough words for the two of them. Sighing, Wu Xie pulled Xiaoge to sit beside him. Pan Zi was great at many things, first aid was not one of them.

He unwrapped the sloppily tied bandage and opened the first aid kit from his bag. He wiped the wound clean, rubbing on antibiotic cream. He had never been this nervous doing first aid before, but then he also had never had his soulmate staring at him. God, those eyes could really see into his soul, couldn’t they? He tied off the bandage, not letting go of Xiaoge’s hand. He stroked a gentle finger along the wound, not sure what to say. “Wu Xie.” He looked up, blushing at the softness in those dark eyes. “Wu Xie.” What was this? “Are you just saying my name?” The older man smiled, a small, beautiful thing. “I like your name, my soulmate’s name. I finally know it, I want to say it as much as I can.” Wu Xie blushed, not expecting the silent man to be so sweet. They still had a lot to talk about but he figured, as Xiaoge pulled him into a gentle kiss, that there would be plenty of time for talking later. Right now he just wanted to enjoy being held in his soulmate’s arms.