#but. buttt. handsome boy :[

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I just read your Sub! Frances fic and OHMYGOD??? GORGEOUS. AMAZING. HOLY HELL THIS IS THE FIRST FIC THATS MADE ME FEEL THIS WAY I—A JOB MOST CERTAINLY WELL DONE 😭💕✨🙌

I was wondering if you were up to writing more of it? I had this idea for Sub! Frances where he’s a doppelgänger and reader is part of the DDD cleanup crew…except when Frances’s doppelgänger is sent over to them, they decide to initiate a so-called mandatory ‘procedure’ to ‘discipline him’ if you know what I mean…🤭🤭 maybe even throw in some overstim and mind break~

Buttt feel free to ignore this if you want to, no pressure :)

sub! doppelgänger francis mosses x d.d.d! gn! reader

summary: how the clean-up crew likes to deal with slutty doppelgängers

wc: 1.5k

content warning: nsfw, dub-con, spanking, ball play, mind-break, overstimulation, fingering, anal, cock can be seen as strap, cum play, dirty talk, nipple play

author’s note: hi guys! sorry for the wait, but thank u sm for 150 follows omg, u guys have been blowing up my blog ily all. thanks for the ask anon, i love this concept and i'm so happy u liked my first francis fic :') hope u enjoy this one too !! not proofread, minors please dni !!

the calls to the d.d.d. were slow today.

but when you finally got a call from the nearby apartment's security guard, you were quick to accept the job. what you weren't expecting was to find such a handsome man, awaiting his sentence, upon your arrival.

you soaked in the sight of him. his all too tight uniform and his dopey little hat that was a size too big, slipping over his brunette eyes. his sunken eye bags, long lashes and pleading expression.

the alarm was blaringly loud and the lights were blinding, but you still made your way over to the doppel, your breath fogging up with hazmat suit.

"i'm here for a mr. francis mosses?" you inquired, cautiously stepping closer to him. "is that you? or who you're impersonating, hm?" you tilted your head, driving him against the wall.

his eyebrows furrowed, back pressed flat against the wall in attempts to escape. he stayed silent, but you continued to stalk forward. "can't talk, huh?" you scoffed, shaking your head disappointedly.

your head turned to look at the aluminum sheet covering the security guard's window. you slipped your phone out of your pocket, dialing the security guard. "this might take a while. keep that window closed, yeah?"

you hung up, stuffing your phone away. your head quickly turned to look at francis with a glare. "turn around," you demanded, nodding your chin towards the wall.

"what?" the frown on francis' face deepened. you clicked up tongue, disappointed with his reaction. you gathered his wrists together, spinning him around and pressing his chest against the wall. his pants were so tight that you could see the outline of his balls.

"listen to me, slut," you growled, tightening the grip you had on his wrists. "when i tell you do something, you do it, yeah?" his back arched, rubbing the bulge of your cock against his ass.

"are we clear?" you glared down at him as he looked back at you with widened eyes.

"y-yes..." he shyly nodded with a huff.

you smiled at his obedience, moving back to create space between yourselves. "now, i know you've been a bad boy. messin' with the security guard, knowing you can't enter the building like this," you started, grabbing the fat of his ass.

he gasped, biting down on his lip to suppress the lewd sounds that were so desperately spilling out of his lips. "since you wanna be a brat. let me show you how we deal with bad boys like you." you spanked his ass roughly, kneading it gently afterwards.

"h-HNG!?" he panted when you slipped off his pants, exposing his bare ass. his cock twitched at the feeling of you pressing him against the brick wall, the ridges rubbing against his perky nipples.

"no underwear?" you chuckled, dragging your fingers down to fondle his balls. he squirmed in your gasp, little whimpers escaping his mouth.

he shook his head when he felt your thumb circling around the rim of his hole. "unnghhh...'s dirty down there, ooohh...!" your fingers slipped in so easily from the accumulation of sweat and slick, making him jolt at the thickness of your fingers.

"so deep, mmMNGH! y'keep hittin' that, hngh, s-spot..." he whined, leaning head back in bliss. the room was filled with the sound of francis' moans and the sloppy wet sounds of your fingers ramming into his hole.

you fucked your fingers into him, grazing them against his balls. and every time he got used to the thickness of your finger, you'd add another one to catch him off guard.

as much as he wanted to deny it, he was shamefully enjoyed the way your fingers pressed deep against his prostate. "ooOGHHH! m' g'na c-cum, HNGH! 'm c-cumming, cumming!" he whimpered, cum coating the wall.

his cum dripped onto his white uniform pants and rolled down the inner sides of his legs. he was shaking against you, slumping backwards into your arms.

"you think i'm gonna let you off the hook just 'cause you're cute, huh?" you shoved him deeper against the wall, the bumps flicking his nipples when you pulled him up. "who gave you permission to cum?"

his face paled as he shuddered at the look on your face. "'m sorry! needed t'cum s-so bad," he pleaded, shaking his head when you wrapped an arm around his tummy to arch his back more.

you dropped his wrists for him to ball his hands into fists against the wall to stabilize himself. "okay, be a good and count for me, then." he looked confused at what you meant then yelped when your hand came down on his ass.

"GHK!" he shrieked when you smacked his ass again.

"i'm not hearing any numbers, slut," you tsked, slapping his ass again. it was blooming pink, a stark contrast to the pale white earlier.

you spanked him again, prompting a moan from him. "hNGH! o-one, mnghh..." he huffed, he looked back at you with his cheek smushed against the wall.

you continued to torment his ass until it was bright red, throbbing when you brushed your hand over it. "you learn your lesson yet, or should we do five more, hm?" you cooed, rubbing the fat of his ass soothingly.

"n-no more, hnggh...learned my lesson," he begged, tears filling his eyes.

you laughed under your breath at his desperation, giving him a break. "alright, alright. quit your whining, needy boy." you caressed his cheek, wiping a tear from his eye. "c'mere."

you took him off the wall, leading him over to the aluminum covered window. he stood there in confusion, wondering if his punishment was already over. "are you letting me go now?" he furrowed his brows.

you laughed at his assumption. if only he could see what he looked like right now. his pants and underwear pooled at his ankles, his ass blooming red with cum splattered on his shirt with his nipples poking out.

the way he looked back at you with a flushed expression and tears lining his waterline made your cock throb in your pants. "i'm not letting you go for a long time, slut," you shook your head, unzipping your pants.

francis' heart thumped out of his chest at the sight of your bulge. "i'm not so sure how sound-proof this window is..." you stated, cock springing free from your underwear. "so unless you want the security guard to hear how much of a slut you are. i suggest you keep it down."

"m-mkay, i'll do my best," he nodded with a cute little pout on his lips. he looked so serious, wanting to impress you so badly.

"good boy," you stroked at your cock, inching closer to francis. "spread yourself open for me, yeah?"

francis' hands gripped at his ass cheeks, revealing his throbbing, dripping hole. his cheek was pressed against the glass of the window, looking at you for approval.

you slowly entered him, the tightness of his entrance making you grit your teeth. "hooHNGH! o-oh my god...haah," his mouth hung open, drool dripping down his lips.

he's never felt anything like this, nestled so deeply in his ass. the way you stuffed him so easily, kissing his prostate upon entry, made his cock twitch with pleasure.

"fuck. such a tight little thing, aren'tcha?" you grunted with a chuckle, you cock completely disappearing within him. "took me so well though, hm?"

you quickened your pace, thrusting into him with more ease. "n-nghhh! y-you're hitting that spot a-aghhhNGH, again..! 's too big, mmfph!"

you shoved your fingers into his mouth to silence him, rubbing your fingers against his tongue. "haaaaghnn! feelsh sho g-good, ahhnn..." he muffled out, even with your fingers filling his throat.

"told you to keep quiet," you grit your teeth, feeling him tighten up. "bratty boy isn't listenin' to me again. want me to stop?" you threatened, pulling out.

"n-no! k-keep fuh-ghh...f-fucking me, please! d-don't pull out, mnngh!" he begged, shaking his head furiously.

your tip teased at his entrance before fucking into him furiously. it's not like you could resist indulging him, especially with the expression he was making. eye rolled back, tongue sticking out with tears and drool spilling out.

he looked like a common whore, humping against you like a bitch in heat. "ooGHHK! r-right there! f-fuck, 'm close, hngh!" he nodded mindlessly.

your grip on his waist was bruising, as your free hand rubbed the buds over his shirt. "o-ooh, oh! c-cumming, c-cumming 'gain, h-HNGHHK!"

cum spilled into francis' hole, filling him up generously. his own cock was covering in cum as it had stained the window along with his fingerprints.

your fingers fucked the cum that was spilling out back into his hole as francis twitched in your hold. "feelin' alright, tiger?" you cooed, feigning innocence as if you hadn't just breeded his tight, little hole and filled him with your seed.

"u-uh-huh. wan' more...?" he nodded in a dazed, rutting his ass against your fingers. he cupped his chest, flicking his nipple with his thumb. "'again, ngh?"

the smile on your face was pure evil. he looked so desperate for your cock, your fingers weren't cutting it for him anymore. "fuckin' hell..." you cursed, tugging your cum-covering fingers out.

"again," you smirked, thrusting into him roughly.

[moshpitgamma]

Hi babe! Idk if you’re doing requests at all. And if you aren’t 100% no pressure at all! Buttt I was wondering if there was a chance you could do some headcanons for Bruce proposing to his partner? Thank you so much, hope you’re well! 💕💕

HIIIIIII and ouuuu this sounds interesting👀 LETS GOOOO!!!

Proposal Headcannon||Bruce x Reader

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🙇‍♀️If Bruce wants to marry you, ohhhh boy you’re in for a wild ride of emotions. Cause whenever he sees you he’ll get nervous and just out of it, but luckily you don’t pay it no mind.

🙇‍♀️Once he finally decides to take the next step to propose he would 100% come to his brothers for advice and reassurance.

🙇‍♀️While the bros are hyping him up and throwing out ideas JD is trying to take over and give him shitty advice.

🙇‍♀️After all of the bickering and arguing JD caused, he finally decided to take you out to a nice reserved spot on Vacay Island.

🙇‍♀️He makes sure to sneak glances at your ring finger to guess or make sure he at least knows your ring size.

🙇‍♀️When he tells you y’all are going on a date, he is so nervous and is sometimes stammering over his words. “H-Hey y/n! I have a surprise for us at 7:00, s-so umm get ready babe.” He said immediately running away. “Ok?” You said watching his fleeing figure slowly disappear.

🙇‍♀️He makes sure everything is perfect so he arrives at the spot early to get everything ready. (His brothers definitely helped him decorate and get everything ready for you)

🙇‍♀️Once y’all arrive at the spot it’s so romantic and it’s making you feel very special and loved.

🙇‍♀️(The spot is a nice cliff in front of the sunset with roses on the ground leading to a table for two with food)

🙇‍♀️Once y’all finish with the romantic dinner he offers you a dance and the song is Marry You by Bruno Mars

🙇‍♀️Towards the end of the song he turns you around to face the sunset, then while you’re distracted he gets on his knee and sings the last chorus out loud. “Who cares, baby, I think I wanna marry you.” He says with tears in his eyes. You then turn around as tears threatened to spill out of your eyes. “Bruce are you for real?!” “Yes, my love, I am.”he says with nothing but love. “YESSSSS I would love to marry you!” You said finally cracking.

🙇‍♀️He is over joyed to finally be engaged to the most beautiful/handsome/amazing s/o ever.

🙇‍♀️His brothers are definitely calling you sister-in-law and are definitely teasing you and him about nieces and nephews and future kids. So prepare cause you’re family now.

🤍🤎✨👀 Did y’all enjoy it???

OKKK THE END MY BBYS🫶🏾🌚

[rabbitbonesandsheabutter]

Okay okay feel free to ignore this if you’re not comfortable writing about it BUTTT how do we think things would go with Dale having a transmasc s/o???I’m soooo gay for him I literally need him sooo bad

You and me both, anon <3

I think Dale would’ve grown up in a time and probably place where his interests and look meant he was seen as a huge freak, so he wouldn’t be particularly judgemental of anybody else’s appearance, gender, or sexuality. He would actually like if any of those were outside the norm in his partner, it makes him feel slightly less out of place, definitely still thinks you’re the more normal one though.

He’s not very sensitive in how he words things (and he’s old), so he would ask awkward questions at first. You can tell it’s not malicious, he just wants to understand and feel closer to you and they get fewer over time. He’ll definitely say something about getting the ‘best of both worlds’ at least once, but tell him that’s weird and he won’t do it again. He’d also still want to call you pretty and beautiful as well as handsome. If you told him you didn’t like it, he’d want to meet halfway and call you his pretty/beautiful boy instead.

I also think he’s pretty flamboyant and most of the people he looks up to would be too, so it wouldn’t change his view of you as a man/masc if you were as well. Or it makes it kind of easy for you to come off as more masculine compared to him, even with his size and build. I don’t think he’d have much toxic masculinity going on, so he wouldn’t mind either way.

Always very perceptive of your mood too, he’ll pick up on any tells you have for when you’re feeling dysphoric and be really quick to reassure you. Although if you get top surgery while you’re together, he’s gonna be really dramatic about mourning the loss of your biddies but he’ll get over it pretty quickly, more occupied with the extra time he gets to spend with you helping you recover, and happy as long as you’re happy. Even though he’s not a fan of boundaries, he’d be pretty accommodating if you ever had bottom dysphoria too. As long as he has a hole to fuck when he wants, he’s good. And he’d love it if you wanted to strap him, it might get him to chill out a bit. You have to shower him in praise after, tell him how good he was and baby him.

[sassy-ahsoka-tano]

Hi,

I've a blurb request from your totally awesome ☀️ Summer Prompts 🏝️

Could I get a blurb with Austin and 🌺 - skinny dipping?

If you're inner muse is not tickled by this I totally understand.

Xxx

I Dare You

austin butler x reader | 🌺 - skinny dipping

tw: none! || word count: 2.1k || rating: Pg-13

A/N: "blurb" is apparently a debatable term for me lol i'm not sure if 2k words is technically a blurb buttt i hope you enjoy it anyway!! 💕

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It’s hot. Way too hot to be cooling yourself with a makeshift fan comprised of folded script sheets. Standing underneath a tent, you’re surrounded by a full camera crew. You’ve finally gotten up enough nerve to stop by the movie set where your best friend is working. Austin is the lead in a Baz Luhrman biopic about Elvis, something he’s been working on for upwards of three years now.

You had been whining to him about how you never actually get to see him work. Austin had suggested that you stop by the studio so you could actually understand what it is that he does all day, apart from dress up and make-believe. When you agreed to come by today, you hadn’t expected that it would be quite this hot behind the scenes.

“Cut, that’s a wrap!” yells Baz. “Thank you, Austin and Tom, great work. We’ll pause here for today and pick up first thing tomorrow morning with the Polk Salad Annie sequence. Thank you all and drive safely tonight!”

As Austin turns toward you, you put on your best encouraging smile to pretend that you aren’t sweating profusely. You can only imagine how hot Austin must be, dressed in a full leather jumpsuit with a boatload of accessories on top of that. Austin returns your smile, quickening his step toward you.

“Hey!” you shout excitedly. Austin leans down, embracing you tightly. You can feel your heart flutter as you breathe in his familiar cologne. You beam to yourself.

“You were great,” you continue. “This has been super cool. Thanks for letting me come to set today.”

“Hey, no worries at all. I’m just glad you could finally find the time to make it up here. Listen, I know it’s the end of the night and it’s late and all, but would you want to see some of the other sets? I could give you a quick tour before you take off.”

“Oh, wow, can I do that?”

Austin laughs, his face curling up into a handsome grin. He throws his arm around your shoulder, pulling you against his side. You gulp down a nervous breath and smile sheepishly.

“Of course you can. You’re my guest tonight. It’s all about what you want,” he replies.

Your eyebrows raise and you sigh. As if he has any idea what you really want. If the dumb himbo had a clue, you wouldn’t be here as his guest. You’d be here as his partner. You shake your head gently and nod.

“That sounds awesome.”

“Sweet, well let me just run and change really, really quickly.”

And with that, he vanishes. While he’s getting changed, you just sit on an abandoned chair and watch the action as everyone gets packed up to go home for the day. To your surprise, it doesn’t take Austin very long to change back into his street clothes. He returns less than half an hour later, sauntering up in those classic brown boots that you know he loves. He gives an exaggerated bow and offers his open palm.

“Your majesty, your private tour awaits,” he says.

You stifle your giggle and instead throw him an eye roll before placing your hand in his. The way his fingers close over yours makes your heart flutter yet again. You hate it when he does that.

As you make your way down the corridor, Austin points out various set pieces and spits out little-known Elvis facts. You continue to fan yourself as you walk, shocked that the hallway seems to be even warmer than the set room you were in. You know it’s July in California but you are starting to wonder if the building lacks air conditioning. Maybe it’s just you?

“Hey?”

Your head snaps to the left as Austin’s voice breaks through your trance.

“Huh?”

Austin chuckles, flashing that pretty boy smile again. You swallow another gulp and avert your eyes. He’s so pretty and you hate him for that.

“This way. I was gonna show you the hotel room in the International.”

“Oh, okay,” you nod, offering a pained smile.

The combination of the late evening, stuffy hallways, and beautiful man standing in front of you are all making you woozy and distracted. You follow Austin into a beautiful and carefully-curated hotel room set, complete with granite countertops, velvet couches, and a magnificent oval-shaped indoor pool.

“Woah…” you step further inside, nearing the edge of the pool. “Is this thing actually filled with water?”

“The pool? Oh yeah, they keep it filled so that it contributes to the realism of the set. You’d be able to tell on camera if it was empty. They even test the pH and all that. Totally swimmable water, although I doubt they’d want anyone actually in it.”

“I don’t know how you do it, Aus. I would have jumped into that pool a thousand times by now if it were me.”

“Yeah,” he agrees with a chuckle. “It gets pretty sweltering in here. Acting isn’t for the faint-hearted, I guess.”

“What a shame. It’s like four hundred degrees in here. A swim sounds nice.”

He offers a shrug to jokingly show off his humbleness. You snicker and lean over the pool, craning your neck to evaluate it.

“Jump in,” your body jolts at the sound of Austin’s husky voice right beside your ear.

“What? God, you scared me, Aus,” you say as you hold a hand to your chest.

“I said jump in. Go for a swim like you said.”

“What? Absolutely not,” you shake your head. That feels very not allowed.”

“Come on, I can practically see the sweat dripping down your back. Wouldn’t a dip in the nice, cool water feel good?”

You steel yourself against his temptation. He is far too close to you, whispering in your ear, teasing you. You hate it but you don’t want it to stop.

“Austin Butler…” you scold.

“I’ll do it if you do.”

You glance over your shoulder at him, raising your eyebrows. He can’t be serious…right? You scoff, folding your arms over your chest. You wait for his earnest expression to change but it doesn’t falter. Your white-knuckled fists relax and your mouth falls open.

“Oh my god, you’re actually serious right now. Austin, there is no way we are getting into that pool.”

“Why not?”

“You just said they probably don’t want anyone in there. Come to think of it, are we even allowed to be here right now? This whole situation reeks of breaking the rules.”

“We’re not breaking any rules that I’m aware of. Besides, Baz has been trying to get me to take some time off. He’s actually the one who suggested the after-hours tour tonight, so that we could spend some time together. Just the two of us.”

You reclench your fists as goosebumps raise on your arms. Rolling your head away from him, you step out from under his hovering presence. You shake your head, wracking your brain to try and come up with more reasons you should not jump into the pool. One clicked and you turn around with a smirk.

“We’re dressed in normal clothes. Full outfits, and I don’t have anything else to wear home. I’m not sitting in the car for an hour in wet clothes. Sorry,” you offer an irritated shrug.

“Why wear clothes at all?” he asks, in a voice like the answer to his question is obvious.

Your eyebrows furrow for a moment as you try to understand what he’s suggesting. When the understanding settles, you feel foolish. Your cheeks immediately heat up and you shake your head fervently.

“Are you kidding? No. We cannot go skinny dipping on the set of your movie. This is your workplace. No. No.”

“Oh, come on,” he pleads. “Lighten up.”

“No!”

“Don’t make me do it.”

“Do what, Austin?” you ask, exasperated. His eyebrow quirks up and he folds his arms over his chest.

“I dare you.”

Your body goes rigid. He did not just play that card. You and Austin were childhood friends, and you’ve been close your whole lives. When you were young you’d started a game of dares. The rules were simple, each of you got three dares to use each year. Once a person was dared to do something, they had to do it. There was no way out. Unfortunately, you’ve continued that stupid little game up to the present day. You know you can’t back out.

You glance back down at the pool and then over your shoulder toward the hallway. Pausing, you listen carefully for any sign of life. Hearing no sounds and seeing no witnesses, you face Austin to size him up. You want to smack the smug smirk off his face but you can’t deny that it looks good on him. He knows he’s won and so do you. Rolling your eyes, you sigh.

“Fine. One dip up to my waist and-”

“One full dunk.”

“No. Up to my waist.”

“One full dunk or I consider the dare incomplete.”

You seethe, your fingers curling into fists. You calm yourself with a deep breath and shoot him a pained smile.

“Fine,” you reply through clenched teeth. “One full dunk. But you turn around. I don’t want you seeing me.”

Austin nodded, turning around. You’re glad you don’t have to look at his self-satisfied grin while you cave to his request. You survey the space one last time before begrudgingly popping off your shoes and socks. You do so as quickly as possible, hoping to get done with this dare with lightning speed. Your heart is racing, pounding in your ears as your fingers shakily work. Left in your undergarments, you glance over your shoulder once again to make sure Austin isn’t peeking. His body is still turned away from you. Satisfied, you shed the rest of your clothes and step toward the water.

As soon as your toe hits the surface, you sigh with relief. The temperature is absolutely perfect, cool enough to soothe your hot skin. You slip further into the water, relishing the feeling of it on your body. Heaving a breath, you duck underneath the surface of the water. You wait a few moments and enjoy the calming silence under the water before popping back up to get air.

When you try to open your eyes, they start to burn. You regret having opened them under the water and groan. As you untangle matted wet hair from your forehead, you rub your eyes furiously. Your body stiffens when you feel hands on your waist. With one last rub, your eyes blink open and you lift your gaze to Austin’s.

His sparkling eyes stare down at you. You have no clue how he snuck into the pool after you but, somehow, he did. Your eyes flick down to take in his glistening wet, taut body. His normally blonde hair is jet black and slicked back with the water, and-

You avert your eyes when you realize that he’s completely nude. Completely.

“Wha-...I…oh…I…”

You can’t get any words out; you’re too shocked to speak coherently. In the midst of your babbling, Austin’s hands have found your face. He tilts your chin upward and presses his lips against yours. With wide open eyes, you try to process what’s happening. You’ve had a massive crush on Austin for years and years now. Your brain can’t comprehend what’s going on or how it could be possible.

In a matter of seconds, you can barely even think as your eyes droop closed and you begin to kiss him back. Your arms wind around his neck, pulling his lips deeper into your own. His thumb gently strokes your cheek as his lips move against you. You stumble a step closer, intoxicated by his movements, but jerk backward when you feel something against your leg.

“Oh my god!” you mutter.

You feel like your face is on fire. Dropping your gaze, you giggle breathlessly. Austin’s finger snakes back under your chin, lifting your eyes to his.

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to do that?” he asks with a smile.

“I didn’t know you were waiting to do that. You didn’t have to wait, you know. You could have done that whenever you wanted.”

Austin chuckles, catching his lip between his teeth. His eyes drop down to your lips and his fingertips wrap around your jaw, pulling you up for another kiss. When you part, you coquettishly lick your lips.

“So…is it my turn for a dare? Cause I have something in mind.”

You boldly drop your gaze downward, where both of your undressed bodies float underneath the blue water of the pool. Austin smirks, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip. Maybe this dare thing isn’t so stupid after all…

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🦋 mila

[imaginesxthevamps]

Can u write an angsty imagine about y/n having a crush on Con, but she finds out he had a one night stand the night before? She's very disappointed, but hides it really well and Con acts really normal with her, goofing around and asking her to paint his nails, but she gives him the cold shoulder. He doesn't understand what's going on until idk he sees her lockscreen or smth and it's a picture of the 2 of them together, so he realises that she actually had feelings for him for a while

Word count: +/- 2.8k

Date: 15/03/2023

Proofread: Yes, but grammar and spelling mistakes can still be present

Warnings: none

Tags: The Vamps, Connor Ball, imagines, xreader, angst, fanfiction

A/N: This is my very first Connor imagine haha, I hope you like it and I hope it's how you wanted it :)) Thank you for your requests!❤

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Crushes and one night stands | Connor Ball

‘He is here!’, someone screams and everyone gets down behind the couch or a table. It’s dark in the apartment. You hear the front door open and close again. Footsteps are entering the living room of the apartment. The person turns the lights on and at that moment everyone jumps up from where they were hiding.

‘Happy birthday!’, everyone screams. 

‘What the fuck’, Connor says surprised with a smile on his face.

He looks around to take in his apartment that’s decorated with balloons and garlands. There is a garland that says ‘Happy Birthday’ that hangs above the table. There are balloons everywhere. On the kitchen island, there is a cake with two candles which say ‘27’, the other 25 candles on the cake are just birthday candles. You, Brad, Tristan, James, Kirstie and a few other friends of Connor have spent the day organising a surprise party for Connor while Connor himself went away with Josh, also one of his best friends. 

‘Did you know this?’, Connor asks Josh who entered the apartment after him.

‘Well yeah, I kinda had to get you away from here’, he admits with a smile.

Everyone starts to congratulate Connor and gives their presents to him. The whole time you’re watching him, looking at how happy he is. Little does he know that it was actually your idea to organise this party. You’ve been planning this for weeks now because you wanted to do something special for him. His smile is telling you how much he likes it and it warms your heart. 

‘You did a good job’, Brad says from behind you and goes to Connor. 

When everyone is away from Connor you take your chance to go to him. He walks to the kitchen so you follow him. He is pouring himself a drink into a red cup. 

‘Hey Con’, you say and he looks up.

‘Hey y/n! Good to see you’, he says.

‘Happy birthday’, you say and walk up to him to give him three kisses on his cheek. 

‘Thank you’, he says and also gives you a hug now.

‘I missed you when you were on tour’, you say.

‘I’ve missed you too, you should’ve been there'

‘I know but I couldn’t get away with work’, you say pouting, ‘Buttt, I have a little present for you’, you say when he lets go of you but someone enters the room. 

‘Connor!’, a girl with brown hair screams. 

You have no idea who she is but she practically jumps into Connor’s arms and gives him a kiss on the cheek. 

‘Happy birthday you handsome’, she says.

You role your eyes and leave the kitchen again with the present still in the pocket of your jeans. Annoyed that the brown haired girl ruined your moment with Connor, you walk up to Brad. He is talking to a few guys that you don’t know. 

‘Here is y/n, one of Connor’s best friends’, he introduces you. 

You get to know all of them, as it turns out the boys met them on a writing trip. They are talking about music. You try to follow their conversation but you don’t understand anything as you’re not in the business. You decide to go to Kirstie who is talking to Tristan.

‘Hey y/n!, this party was such a good idea of you’, Tristan says.

‘Thanks’, you answer him.

‘You don’t look so happy?’, Kirstie asks. 

‘I wanted to give Connor his present but some girl came in between it’, you role your eyes.

‘Which girl?’, Tristan asks.

‘I don’t know, a girl with brown hair and a very high pitched voice’, you say as you remember her screaming his name.

‘I have no idea who that could be’, Kirstie says.

You see Connor leaving the kitchen with the girl. They are laughing about something one of them said. A sting of jealousy goes through your body. You won’t admit it to anyone but you have been crushing on Connor for weeks now. You have been friends with him for years now but something changed, for you anyway. Everytime Connor touches you, electricity is pumping through your body. He always knows to say the right things and he is always there for you. He is always laughing with your jokes and that’s why it hurts so much to see him laughing with another girl. 

‘I know who that is, he met her at a party I think’, Tristan says suddenly. 

Hours go by and it’s turning midnight. You still haven’t had the chance to give your present to Connor. He disappeared for a while and when he was back he was talking to his friends. You’re thinking that it’s maybe better if you give it to him tomorrow. 

‘Come dancing’, Kirstie asks and drags you away by the hand. ‘Shake it off’ by Taylor Swift is playing and you forget all your worries. You’re dancing together with Kirstie. She laughs with your moves as you’re not the greatest dancer. 

‘You go girl’, she says with a smile. 

You see that Connor joins you two. His hair is wild, probably from all the partying. His shirt is a little bit loose so you can see a bit of his chest. He is looking hot and you almost can’t handle the sight of him. All you want to do is grab him and kiss him. 

‘Hello girls, are we enjoying the party?’, he asks. 

‘Yes, of course but are you?’, you ask him. 

‘This is the best birthday party I’ve ever had’, he says with a big smile. 

‘I’m glad you do’, you say. 

‘You want to do a game of beer pong with me?’, he asks you playfully.

‘I’ll never reject a round of beer pong against you, loser’, you say and you run to the table where a few people have set up cups for beer pong. 

You stand on one side and Connor on the other side. It draws attention and almost everyone is gattering around the table. 

‘Con, you know we have a show tomorrow right’, James reminds him.

‘Yeah yeah, but I can’t let this go’, he says. 

You lock eyes with Connor. He gets to throw the first ball but it flies over the cups in front of you. Your eyes never leave as you throw the next ball that lands perfectly in one of the cups. Everyone cheers and playfully you throw a kiss to Connor who drinks from the cup until it’s empty. ‘1-0 for y/n’, someone screams. Your eyes always stay locked on each other with every ball that’s thrown. After a few rounds it’s 5-4 for you. You only need to throw a ball in the only cup that’s standing before Connor. It’s Connor’s turn and he throws the ball which lands in one of your last two cups. 

‘Ohhhh’, people are cheering. 

You need to win this and you kiss your ping-pong ball before you throw it across the table. It lands in Connor’s last cup which means that you’ve won. Everyone starts cheering and a few guys pick you up from the ground. Connor sticks his tongue out and drinks from the last cup. When they put you down again you walk over to Connor. 

‘I said you would loose, I’m a beer pong queen’, you say and give him a kiss on his cheek. 

Connor looks surprised of you because of your last action.

‘A consolation prize because you lost’, you say. 

When it turns two am most people are going home. There are only a few people left who are making themselves ready to leave. You, the boys and Kirstie already start with cleaning up the apartment. You’re picking up empty plastic cups from the ground and throwing them in a trash bag. Your attention is diverted to Connor who is talking to the brown haired girl. He gives her a kiss on the cheek and she leaves. Deep down you hope nothing happened between these two. 

The next morning you wake up in one of Connor’s couches. It’s already 2pm and the boys have to leave for the festival at 4pm. Tonight they are playing on a festival not so far from Birmingham so luckily the ride isn’t so long. You get up and go to the kitchen to make some coffee but you’re holden back by two people talking. It’s Brad and Connor, you hide behind a wall to listen to their conversation which had drawn your attention. 

‘So I saw you disappeared for a moment?’, Brad asks him. You can hear in his voice that he is smiling while saying it. 

‘Yeah’, Connor says.

‘So you got laid, didn’t you’, Brad says teasing. 

‘It was just a one night stand, it doesn’t mean anything. She was into it, I was into it so yeah you know’, Connor says.

‘Who was it?’, Brad asks. 

‘Her name is Ellie but like I said, it’s nothing, I also said that before she left’

‘Wait, the girl with the brown hair that was hanging around you almost the whole party?’

‘Yes, she’

‘Damn bro’

Your heart is getting heavy after overhearing this conversation and suddenly you don’t need coffee anymore to wake up. You walk straight to the bathroom. Luckily nobody is in. You sit down at the side of the bath. Tears are burning in your eyes. You’re disappointed in Connor. It’s not that you never thought he could have a one night stand, you just hoped he would’ve noticed by now that you like him more than just friends but you were wrong. It hurts to know he had sex with someone else. A tear leaves your eye but you wipe it away. You try to be strong and get ready to go to the festival. You put your festival outfit on that you’ve brought with you yesterday. You brush your teeth, get your make-up off and apply some new make-up. 

When it’s 4pm everyone is ready to leave for the festival. You haven’t said a word to Connor but you’re still carrying his birthday present in case he asks for it. You took it out of the pocket from the the jeans you were wearing yesterday and put it in the pocket of the pants you’re wearing today. The boys are talking about the festival, they are so excited for it as this is a huge one for them. But you can’t think about anything else than the fact that Connor had a one night stand with that girl. 

‘Is everything alright, you seem so off?’, Kirstie asks.

‘Oh no, everything is fine, I’m just tired from yesterday’, you say with your best fake smile. 

‘Yeah, it was so good, I only regret the headache now’, Kirstie laughs. 

When you arrive at the festival, you’re all being brought to the backstage. There is a trailer that is the dressing room for the boys. There is a table with some snacks on and a fridge with drinks. They boys hang their outfits for tonight on the clothes rack. They need to be on stage around 9pm so they have time enough to prepare. Evie and Joe enter the trailer.

‘Hey boys, ready for tonight?’, Joe asks. 

‘Hell we are’, Connor says on an enthusiastic tone. 

The boys get into a conversation with Joe and Evie about the show. You scroll through your Instagram page and see the pictures that Connor shared from the party last night. The first picture is just a picture of him that someone took. The second picture it’s one with you. You guess Kirstie took it when you were all dancing. The third one is one he took with the other boys and a few friends. The last one is a picture someone took from the beer pong game between you and Connor. You smile as you think about it but your smile soon disappears when you look at the comments. You see that this ‘Ellie’ commented on his pictures. 

‘Great night ;)’, she wrote in the comments. 

You shake your head as you can’t believe she is just answering this. Does she really think it’s not that obvious, especially with that emoji. You lock your phone again and you see that Evie is painting Tristan’s nails. 

‘y/n, can you paint my nails?’, Connor asks with his most innocent smile. 

Normally when you join the boys at a gig you always paint Connor’s nails. It kinda has become a tradition that you do it but this time you don’t feel like it. How much you want to hide how disappointed you feel, you just can’t act normal now. You can’t just paint his nails and don’t act like you didn’t overhear his conversation with Brad. 

‘I don’t really feel like it, maybe Evie can do them when she is done with Tristan’s nails’, you say and go outside to get some fresh air. 

Everyone looks at Connor because they know you two are best friends. 

‘What’s up with her?’, Evie asks. 

‘I have no idea, she has been so cold to me the whole day’, he answers.

You walk around the backstage of the festival. Your heart is racing from anger and disappointment. You’ve been holding yourself back since you heard the conversation but it has been playing in your head the whole time. All your emotions have been building up since this morning and it feels like you’re going to explode. You sit down against one of the other trailers in the backstage area. You can’t hold back the tears anymore as you breakdown.

Meanwhile Connor is confused why you’re acting so cold with him. He has no clue what made you so upset. He is starting to get worried about you. You’ve never acted like that around him. When he gets up to go searching for you he sees you left your phone. He picks it up and right on the moment he wants to leave the trailer your phone screen lights up. Your lock screen reveals a picture of you and him. You give him a kiss on the cheek. It’s from when you two were at the beach in Brighton last summer. There was a photobooth and as a joke you guys pretended to be a couple on the photos. ‘Fuck’, is all he can think as he realises you have feelings for him and that you might have overheard his conversation with Brad earlier that day. He feels stupid for not noticing how you feel about him. 

He storms out of the trailer to look for you. While he is running around the backstage area he can only think about you and feel regret. Regret that he never noticed your feelings. Regret that he has hurt someone special like you. Regret because he probably lost you since you’ve made a big mistake yesterday. He sees you sitting down against a trailer.

‘Y/N!’, he shouts while he runs up to you. 

You look at him. Your eyes are red and puffy from all the crying. Connor sits down next to you.

‘I’m sorry y/n, for everything’, Connor says.

‘You don’t have to be sorry, I’m disappointed yeah but I guess I can’t be mad’, you say. 

‘I’m stupid’

You look up at him with a questioning look. 

‘I’m stupid for letting such an amazing woman as you slip through my fingers. I’m stupid for never noticing you. I’m stupid for hiding my feelings behind some flings. And now I’ve lost you’, he says. 

You lay your hand on his and you look into his eyes. 

‘You’ll never lose me’, you say. 

Connor moves his face closer and you know what he is about to do. His lips are getting closer to yours and you close your eyes. His lips touch yours softly. His kiss is gentle and meaningful. As slow as he goes you take in every moment. 

‘I don’t deserve you’, Connor says when he lets go of you.

‘No, you don’t but you can prove me otherwise’, you say with a smile. 

‘How?’, Connor asks.

‘By shutting up and kissing me again as a start’, you say. 

‘Gladly’, Connor says and pulls you closer to kiss you again, this time more firmly. 

Suddenly Connor lets go of you and you look confused at him. 

‘Didn’t you still have a present?’, he asks. 

‘I forgot it again now’, you laugh. 

You get the little present out of the pocket of your pants and give it to Connor. He unties the ribbon you’ve put around the little gift box. Then he opens the box and a big smile forms on his face. It’s a little silver bracelet that has his initials and a little guitar engraved in it. 

‘This is awesome, thank you so much’, he says happy and hugs you instantly.

‘Let me put it on’, you say when he lets go of you. 

You put the bracelet around his arm. Connor looks at it and smiles than he looks at you. With his fingers he brushes some hair behind your ear while his eyes never leave yours. 

‘You’re literally the best’, he says and kisses you again, 'I'm sorry for everything.

You savor the feeling of his lips on yours. 

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The Vamps requests are open

[webtoon-thoughts]

Webtoon Recommendations

Number #1: UnOrdinary

This is one of my firsts and favorites, I absolutely ADORE it

Summary from Webtoons: Nobody paid much attention to John – just a normal teenager at a high school where the social elite happen to possess unthinkable powers and abilities. But John’s got a secret past that threatens to bring down the school’s whole social order – and much more. Fulfilling his destiny won’t be easy though, because there are battles, frenemies and deadly conspiracies around every corner.

Why I love it: The plot is compelling and John is extremely relatable, especially at his worst. Well, all the characters are all relatable in different aspects and also flawed. The story can be used as a parallel to our world and it also involves rebelling against the government + vigilantism. The story involves loss, the feeling of being powerless, friendship, enemies, regret, and it’s all put out beautifully.

BONUS/FAVORITE: The story easily could have gone terrible or become extremely controversial since it involves a world where everyone has special abilities, all at varying levels of power. Which once again, can be seen as a parallel to our world. And when you have a parallel to the real world, things can get heated fast.

Number #2: My Reason To Die

Like the misunderstood bad-boy trope? Like extreme emotions? Well this is perfect for you!

Summary from Webtoons: Ji-o’s luck runs out when she gets injured before the tryouts for the national taekwondo team. In the middle of facing what seems to be the biggest crisis of her life, she meets Gyeol, a mysterious boy who changes her life forever. He’s the definition of a bad boy with a good heart, and she finds herself unable to resist his charms. However, she might be playing with fire as he’s someone who’s involved with the wrong crowd. Is falling for Gyeol worth the risk?

Why I love it: Now this webtoon is beautiful. We see a blooming romance full of uncertainty and doubt, but then when Gyeol saves Ji-o it manages to break your heart and put it back together at the same time

Bonus/Favorite: Well I’m a sucker for romance and bad boys…buttt I also adore when there’s uncertainty and it seems like they won’t make it. Also I love sad things, and this is a great balance of the two.

Number #3: Death : Rescheduled

Like a story with attractive characters trying to change the world, all with sad backstories? Well you’re in luck! Snailords has blessed us with their gorgeous art and storylines. Also there’s our lovely Emai, who just loves violence.

Summary from Webtoons: Yes, you get one kill a year. But you can also get murdered for any reason, at all! In one district, sex and romance are also illegal. Kissed someone? Dead. Made coffee with the wrong amount of sugar? Extra dead. I’m done. We’re fixing this.

Why I love it: Well who doesn’t love a good dystopia? The art is beautiful and the characters have compelling personalities which are all unique. And now another sentence on how incredible each characters individual personality is ( clap here ).

Bonus/ Favorite: Honestly I admire and adore Snailords to the end of the world. Anything snailords related, I’d die for. Leading to our next webtoon…

Number #4: Freaking Romance

Oh Freaking Romance my beloved… My live, laugh, love, and life. This was probably the webtoon that impacted me the most. It’s supernatural, cute, romance, and has its melancholy parts.

Summary from Webtoons: A sexy supernatural story about being out on your own, finding your dream apartment and discovering that your new place is haunted by a handsome spectral stranger from another dimension. Sure, HE can’t see you and YOU can’t touch him, but who said every relationship starts out perfectly?

Why I love it: Can I look at the words romance or freaking without thinking of this webtoon? Nope. This webtoon is so touching and absolutely beautiful. You can practically feel the emotions as if they are your own. And once again, another sentence of admiration about Snailords. (Please someone fill the freaking romance shaped hole in my heart…)

YOU WILL NEED DAILY PASS

Bonus/Favorite: This webtoon also holds a special place in my heart from nostalgia, too. I started reading at the start of my Webtoons obsession, and never ever forgot it. This will never change. Feel free to send me the physical copy of it. (Wait don’t find my address)

Number #5: Wished you were dead

Well we can’t have pure romance! Also this webtoon currently is my life, ever since a friend recommended it.

Summary from Webtoons: King Karloi of Croisen finds himself at odds with his position in life. His wife’s father, Duke Deluah, is angling for the throne, and as an outsider to the family, Karloi fears for his position. His frustrations have affected his marriage, though he finds himself questioning his cold approach to his wife, Evonne. He may no longer recognize her, but Evonne saved his life long ago, and was his first love. This is but one of many secrets Evonne bears the weight of, having fallen victim to a curse that prevents her from telling any secrets...

why I love it: before you ask, this is hopefully not going to end in romance. I am an avid Karloi hater, and I’ll stay that way. Also, the art is stunning. With the art and storyline, you’ll find yourself screaming, crying, hitting the floor, etc. This Webtoon is incredibly put together, seeing how every moment will pull your heart in a new way. You’ll feel anger, sympathy, excitement, and everything I haven’t felt without Webtoons. The story also includes royalty and all that good stuff, which I adore.

Favorite/Bonus: Well this is a heart-wrenching story. And the regret in Karloi’s eyes will continue to be the fuel which pushes me everyday.

Number #6 (FINAL): Your Throne

And welcome to another one of my obsessions. Medea is quite literally life goals.

Summary from Webtoons: Tensions are brewing under the seemingly calm surface of the Vasilios Empire, a kingdom ruled by the Imperial Family and the Temple. Lady Medea Solon has lost her place next to Crown Prince Eros, but resolves to do whatever it will take to win back what's rightfully hers. Will she reclaim her throne?

Why I love it: in the beginning, we see a fight between Medea and Psyche, but they turn out to be great friends. the art is gorgeous, and the characters all are flawed in the most beautiful ways. Psyche and Medea balance each other out and make a great team, which I’m happy about. (They don’t need no men, just date each other) And Medea is ALWAYS PLOTTING. This Webtoon increases my IQ exponentially.

Bonus/Favorite: I feel like Medea plays the role of the necessary villain when she does questionable things for everyone’s sake. Without these, so many plans would have failed. You can’t expect to win without sacrifice, and this Webtoon shows that well.

[ybklix]

https://www.instagram.com/p/DAgc06CNt1V/

Okay rate this guy who is a non SKZ member, normal fun loving looking boy and probably doesnt even know who skz is ☺️

he’s handsome, not my type rn, he also looks 17 so it’s like no lol ….. overall, nothing ab him caught my eye😭 oopss buttt I’d get the hype😃, i like… his eyebrows lmao

[lunarsun12]

Lurking in the shadow

Masterlist

Previous part / Next Part

Now you all have been wondering, where has the fake San has run off too. Who is the real identity behind that fake San. The fake San broke the news to their leader, which leads to the angry sunshine to go into plan B, but upon hearing what has happened. The angry sunshine has decided to cause even great chaos with a little help from his friends. With a target in mind, to land Johnny into further trouble then he was before

Let’s found out what sort of plan, the angry sunshine has cooked up!

Unknown chat

Today 3:00am

Fake San: My cover has been blown

Bluebird: HOW DID YOU MESS UP!!

Bluebird: You have no idea! The effort to steal that phone from that San person!!

Kitty Cat Boy: He lasted more then have I thought

Fake San: Don’t you know how heartbreaking is it, to do that to a plush. Reminds me of my Chucky doll…

Pear: Can you please remove it from my room. It’s scary

Fake San: You got a problem with Chucky? Chucky said it has the best sunlight

Pear: Why did I get you that doll!

Moon: This is stupid, can you just forgive Johnny, Sunwoo?

Sunwoo☀️: CODE NAME KEVIN, WE NEED TO BE DISCREET JAY HAS EVERYTHING

Kevin🌙: The code name is dumb! You doing all this because Johnny made fun of your rapping skills

Sunwoo☀️: HE EMBARRASSED ME ON TELE

Kevin🌙: I felt so bad, when I had to call the police on him. Saying he stole your trophy. When I know it was Sunoo who misplaced it. I couldn’t sleep for a whole month

Fake San: Poor Kevin, Jacob was sad. As Kevin couldn’t play with him. I have to tell him that you were on your spiritual journey

Sunwoo☀️: Ughhhh I knew, I should dig up some dirt on Chanhee beforehand.He literally gave me the death stare, if I come near him

Sunwoo☀️: Kevin was my second choice

Fake San: I told you, to come prepare if you want to bargain with him. He doesn’t do things without something in it for him

Kevin🌙: Like I want to be here! You better keep you word about that Beyoncé ticket

Sunwoo☀️: Yeah Yeah you simp-

Fake San: That was funny to watch me and Chucky liked it

Sunwoo☀️: CHANGMIN Shut up!!

Q🐿️: You don’t get to tell me what to do! You have no idea what I have been through the last two weeks

Q🐿️: Surprisingly destroying someone doll and scaring Yeosang is so much fun

Kitty Cat Boy: I am having flashback of Changmin biting rampage

Sunwoo☀️: That was scary-

Kitty Cat Boy: Also Sunwoo that was low when you locked me out of my bedroom door

Pear: Sunwoo, be careful if Sangyeon found out. We doing this we are doomed-

Sunwoo☀️: You are in more trouble then us Hyunjae! You supposed to keep eye on us 😇😇

Kevin🌙: That who Pear is…I thought it was Jacob

Hyunjae🐮: Jacob? Will never do that sort of thing. He is Sangyeon favourite along with Younghoon

Hyunjae🐮: Buttt if I get that Jacob in trouble. I will be so happy

Kevin🌙: You need a life uncle…and I am only doing this as Sunwoo blackmailed me in

Hyunjae🐮: If you tell me on Sunwoo! I will make sure to block you for performing at music bank ever again by telling Sangyeon this plan

Hyunjae🐮: Like you said before, I am supposed to be the responsible one 😇

Hyunjae🐮: So kitty cat boy? Is Juyeon then?

Sunwoo☀️: I don’t know who is kitty cat boy is-

Sunwoo☀️: OKAY OKAY I WAS JOKING! ANYTHING BUT THAT

Q🐿️: How can you forget who is who?

Sunwoo☀️: I was busy plotting / running this newspaper business

Sunwoo☀️: I really hate Sangyeon for leaving me in charge with Eric and Hakneyon

Kitty Cat Boy: Let it be a mystery then

Kitty Cat Boy: Also I heard Eric is handsome and always does all the work…

Kevin🌙: Eric? Stop pretending I know it is you

Kitty Cat Boy: How did you know it was me-

Kevin🌙: Kitty Cat Boy is your gaming id plus no one ever calls your handsome but yourself

Eric🐶: Ugh fine, this why I hate you!!

Hyunjae🐮: The plan?

Kevin🌙: We kidnapped the squirrel guy and push the blame onto Johnny

Sunwoo☀️: Forget about squirrel boy..

Sunwoo☀️: How we turn the table around on our dear friend Mr Suh

[consgf]

— perhaps? ༉‧₊˚✧

scenario: was based off of a request! <3

a/n: i had sm fun writing for markus! SEND IN MORE REQS <3

You lived next door to a really sweet man, his name is Carl. You knew he had a male go over and help him with his needs, you usually saw him when he takes Carl out the house for a quick stroll down to the bus stop and back.

He was great, always smiling at you and saying hi whenever he had the chance to  and as carl would, he would tease the poor boy about liking you and vice versa. You couldn’t tell if he did or not really, you two hadn’t even talked properly, just small talk and looks passed one another's way.

You were walking out your front door, bringing your tote bag with you ready to fill it with shopping that you were going out for. You made sure you had everything you needed with it: wallet, keys for the door, your phone, everything was in perfect place.

You smiled to yourself, “I’ve got everything, good.” You walk around the corner and suddenly bump into a tall man, nearly falling over but you take it as he had caught you, feeling a muscular arm around your waist and holding you upright.

You looked up to see the same man who goes to Carl’s but much closer to you now. You admire his features, seeing an LED on his right temple, being a bit surprised that he was an android and that Cyberlife would make an android as handsome as this. Beautiful, soft skin and gorgeous eyes.

“Woah there,” He chuckled, snapping you out of your trance, lifting you back up onto your feet while you blushed profusely. “I am so so sorry- i didn’t mean to knock into you there, i promise. I know you need to look after Carl, don’t you?” You asked him softly as he gave you a small nod in response.

“Yeah, I do. He can wait a couple minutes though I'm sure, he’s usually still asleep by the time I'm there.” You laughed at his words and rubbed your hands together nervously, “Um.. is it alright if I ask for your name? I’ve noticed you quite a lot and wanted to ask you your name.”

“My names Markus, yours?” Markus smiled and looked at your choice of wear, then to your face, which was the most gorgeous face he's ever laid eyes on before. He smiled to himself and cocked a brow as you said your name.

“Y/n, is it?” You nodded in response to his words, “How pretty. I like that name.” 

“I like your name too, its unique.” You smiled and noticed he had some paint hooked under his arm, “Needing to bring some paints to Carl?” “Yup, he’s been wanting these for a while now since he’s running out on some paint, thought I'd treat him and get them for him.” He smiled at the thought of seeing how happy Carl would be about a new paint set.

“Do you enjoy painting too or just watching him?” You asked softly as you bring your attention to his face again instead of the paints. “I do paint, Carl usually gets me to but i always tell him that i can’t really draw what i want to, I'm just an android so i don’t have a lot of thoughts about what i want to paint, you know? buttt, if i don’t have much to do, i watch Carl paint some things and make sure he doesn’t injure himself.”

“I totally get that, you’ve got nothing to worry about. I bet you’re a good painter though, maybe Carl would invite me over sometime and I can see.” You giggle at the thought and Markus nods, “I can ask him about it. Anyway.. I hope I'm not holding you up, you have a bag with you with some stuff in, going out to meet friends or?”

“Oh! No no, I was about to go shopping but I bumped into you. Saying that.. I'll need to go, we can talk more tomorrow can’t we? If you’re seeing Carl.” “I am seeing Carl again tomorrow so you’ll be seeing me, you live just next door to him right?”

You smile, “I do, yes! You can just knock on my door anytime you want and I'll let you in, I trust you since you seem like you are taking good care of Carl.”

“I am, and I'll keep that in mind, thank you. I’ll let you go now, see you tomorrow y/n.” Markus smiled at you and waved you goodbye, you doing the same and walking down the road to the shops.

Markus walked into Carls place, noticing him just rolling away from the window. “How’d you get down?” Markus asked the older male, “My son came over a while ago, making sure I was alright, but hey.. enough about me, you two hm?” 

Markus smiled at Carl, “What?” “Did you bump into them on purpose?”

“Perhaps?” Markus shrugged, “I read somewhere it works if I bump into someone I want to get to know better.”

“Well, thank god it worked, you two can stop staring at each other through the window.”

[emmmmmit]

Teasing Tasuku Hc

Hi uh

Yea its kinda, been what over maybe 2 years since I truly wrote for this Fandom

So here take my hot takes on this after being rusty

@underscorepeterparker requested

“Yoo I was gonna request for guy again buttt bullying tasuku is what you'd call a haha fortnite funny moment  may I ask for a reader who is dating tasuku but they tease the living shit out of tasuku? Like Tasuku loves them of course, but he just wants to strangle them sometimes. Sincerely, A hungry Guy stan.”

Ah bullying tasuku, my favourite pastime in this fandom. But yup- sounds chill

Brb just gonna whip out the yaycupcake profile for tasuku bc i forgor

…

Okay let's go bitches

Whenever Tasuku gets really into his part and literally becomes the character and he calls you like a different name- just like call him his characters name and don't stop

You know it was a simple mistake bc he's just a little nut head whose singular brain cell just revolves around acting

Complimenting this boy on how he looks or how he did in a recent show around others will make him fluster

Like he just walks out in one of his costumes 

“ZOO WEE MAMA”

“Do you need a dog? I can bark too” 

Or like texting him this if he texts you a picture of it

"*jaw drops to the floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair* Ahem, you look very lovely."

Go ahead, call him chad (but in a frat boy way)

“Hey y/n want to go for a run?”

“Sure chad”

“You know… nevermind”

PLEASE this boy and the way he is- 

It is well deserved

Imagine- Just imagine-

Tasuku walking in with Tsumu after going out and you see him with those bright yellow atrocities on his feet

“YO HE GOT THEM LEMON PEPPER STEPPAS ON”

Cue him sighing and Tsumu not trying to laugh

One time he just was like

“Alright I'm going to the washroom brb”

And which you thought it would be a good idea to be like

“Oh? Pissing by yourself handsome?”

Cue him sighing and pretending he didn't hear you

As well as getting him by smacking his ass

You may break your hand bc its like pure stone but- it's worth it

But it's not all for naught because he can and will get you back

What? C'mon let him get back at you

He really does love it when you tease him though because he looks back at it even if he thought it was annoying at first

Like it could just be simple banter back and forth and he really keeps it dear to his heart

like oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh the chokehold you have on this boy and his poor heart

and yea- thats it lol-My brain is empty with no ideas sorry if this sucked booty hole but like yea legit had no ideas on how to write this haha

[babymilkawa]

Can you do the haikyuu captions with an S/o who is in their first year (fluffy)

yayy finally have a reason to write for kuroo and bokuto

first year s/o headcanons with:

oikawa tooru, sawamura daichi, kuroo tetsuro, bokuto kotaro

gn!reader :)

oikawa tooru

at first, you were a little hesitant on letting your relationship out

because some of his fans could be second or third years yk, we don’t want no bullies bullies b gone whoosh

but he is almost always by your side and has even acted annoyed to his fans if they were ever mean to you

having a third year as your bf means that you can get homework help whenever you want

and all your teachers love him

so they don’t mind if he hangs out in the classroom sometimes, as long as he doesn’t distract you

he’ll gush about how you and your little friends are so cute

pull that old man shit and be like “I remember those days, we were young and free~”

dramatic king

whenever you go to one of his games, you’ll always try to cheer louder for him compared to his other fans and he’s got like this big surge of pride

but afterwards he’ll be like “don’t lose your voice honey”

will want you to be the team’s new manager soooo bad

like will beg you on his knees because if you accept the current manager’s offer, you can see your bf even more and he can impress you 

the manager totally doesn't use that to try to convince you

oikawa really just loves how the slight age gap means he has more the reason to take care of you

your first time during a class sports event? he’s right by your side, making sure you don’t feel awkward or lost

yes he’s that type of person who looooves it when you ask questions and he can show off his smexy brain

a lot of times Iwaizumi will hit him in the back of the head if he’s talking with you too much and he’ll just sulk and slump his head on your shoulder 

sawamura daichi

he’ll always bop his head into ur class

he’s obviously also a teacher’s favorite have u met this guy 

oh wait no u haven’t, rip sucks to be u *sobs*

so the teachers don't mind

ur teachers prolly even gush about him with you, yk like those teachers who lOVE drama/gossip yea them

Nishinoya and tanaka always try to get ur attention bc your Daichi’s s/o and every time, Daichi will yell at them, telling them to not scare you off

but they still do it

tis a cycle

plays 128489x better when you’re around

wait gotta round that so 130000x

we know he’s very encouraging to his teammates but with you around? he’s like Yamaguchi’s personal cheering squad

will go to your house in the mornings, walk you to class, wait there at lunch, walk you home, ugh this man can’t get enough of u

he loves it when you lean against him when u guys walk together, he’ll wrap a secure arm around you and you nuzzle in his neck SHDFKJHDKS

u always help them shag the balls and he’s like “no, no, y/n let tanaka and Nishinoya do it” and those two are giving you puppy eyes

cue Daichi chasing them down

if tanaka and noya are puppies, he’s your bulldog

omg random but y'all know that one parks and rec episode where they’re picking people’s spirit dog? yea Daichi is like a bulldog

but once he turns to you it’s all 🌈🌟💫💝

but he’s genuine

no fakes we don’t want them

if you read my sick s/o hcs you’ll know how much of a “handsome boy” to elderly people he is 

hehe sry for the self promo

kuroo tetsuro

u already know what ur dates are gonna be like

he’s gonna smexy study with you *bites lip*

yea that’s right Kuroo just leave ur brain and go

this man,,,again I know,,,is adored by your teachers

“Kuroo you’ve still got that same hair!”

yea he’s def like a teacher assistant or smn during his free period

he’ll pick ur class and just wiggles his eyebrows whenever y'all make eye contact

when you’re done with a presentation, he’ll be the first and loudest when clapping

alwaysss is there when you need a pencil or an eraser

this man will literally prepare protein bars for you the morning u have a test, will give you a pep talk, y'all like huddle outside the classroom or something LMAO that’s cute tho

“you’re gonna go in there and you’re gonna kick that test in the ass ok?”

gives you a dad pat, a kiss to ur head and gives you two thumbs up when you glance at him at your desk

p sure everyone in your class wants him to hold a study session

but no ladies & gentlemen, he’s reserved for y/n and y/n only good day ☺️

its kinda impossible for u to fail

to thank his brain, you always show up to his practices and games

you give the team their water, towels, etc and he’s just yea that’s right they’re my s/o

now shower them with praise *holds them at gunpoint*

his schedule is busier than yours and he always feels bad abt it

which is why he’s soooo clingy if y'all sleepover or after hw

it’s hard for him to resist u cuddles during hw tho

OMIGOD WATCH THIS VID 

bokuto kotaro

ok at this point we know that all our captains are angels so

*deep inhale*

he’s a teachers favorite

there I said it sue me

so yes he WILL hang around your classroom and talk to the teachers

p sure he does that with akaashi buttt 👀

and if u can’t come out during break he’ll just mope by the doorway while akaashi nom noms on his snacc boccuto

he won’t rly help u with hw, he’ll try but go off topic and whoops why did a pillow hit my face

yea y’all don’t get much studying done so hopefully ur smart

ACTUALYYYYY you just call akaashi

DuH

bokuto will litrally be like “ur bad at math? Babe just jump in the pool with me rn with ur clothes on, take a shower and then we’ll call akaashi!!”

it was 1 am 💀

he’s a good distraction whenever you’re stressed out

literally sunshine in human form

if ur there during his practices and matches he almost NEVERS goes into Emo mode bc gotta impress my s/o

ᕙ(`▿´)ᕗ!!

will randomly call out to you when he’s on the court

“HEY Y/N HI HELLO”

“this ones for you” *hits it into the net*

every time he gets a good play he’ll immediately look into the crowd and ur there jumping for him and he’s jumping back and awww

some ppl r wondering if he’s even older than u like y’all look abt the same age 🤔

he’s just 🍗🍗🍖🍖🍑🍑

if ur not there during practice he’ll definitely just slouch and swing his arms around “where’s y/nnnn”

someone lift his face up and kiss him on the nose

THATS U Y/N GET UR MAN

but he knows he can’t act like that during games

he’ll just have to suck it up

and pretend like ur there, pretend that ur voice is there

literally he can only pick out your cheers from a whole stadium of people

but obv u get the best seats ;)

a/n: aaah this was fun to write ^3^

haikyu!! masterlist

[tastyykpop]

Will you do a dating headcanons for WayV? I love the 127 one!

Yayy I'm so happy you loved that one😌 its honestly one of my favs that I've written on this blog :)

ᴡᴀʏᴠ ʙғ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴ

Kun

Possibly the only normal boyfriend in wayv

He actually treats you like the members because he's just so used to it

But he's nicer and more lenient

Though if you start acting up he just stares at you until youre like 'lmao jk~"

Everyone sees how whipped he is and are always making fun of him as he tries to ignore it

"Kuns a whore for y/n!!!"

"Shut the fUCK UP LUCAS!!"

Kuns always babying you too >:(

Just loves to spoil his baby for no reason

Would actually get the most expensive clothing for you just because you stared at it longer than 5 seconds

Aways says he can get you anything since he has the money and you're like "baby, no save up😀✋"

And hes like "baby, yes heres some clothes😀✋"

Kuns the type to actually bring you onto his insta lives whenever he's bored

So hes like "y/ns here again!"

But the thing is people watch his lives for you😐

Jk jk

Nah most fans are super supportive though

Hes only once called someone out for being rude and until then, no ones messed with you

Kuns lowkey scary

He can be very assertive when he needs to with you but its nothing too serious

You find it hot dont lie

Ten

Hes like a mix of haechan and jaehyun (if yall have read the 127 one)

Hes very touchy but won't hesitate to bully you

In a nice way shh

He wouldn't actually be mean :)

Buttt like if you did something embarrassing, hes gonna bring it up everyday up until you die

"This bitch knocked over a vending machine rip" hed say at you're funeral when yall are like 94

No but he's kind

And so cute around you

Calls you baby all the time

Thats like his thing

Imagine how he calls yangyang baby yangyang, now its baby y/n

Some members find his cuteness disgusting but you're like 😍🥰😘

Teaches you some dances no matter if you're good or bad

He'll also praise you for trying and doing a good job

Also sneaks in some touches because, like I said hes touchy

And clingy cuz why not

Hes always on top of you, kissing you, or just playing with your hair for the fun of it

If a member says something to him about it, he goes "ok and ? you jealous i don't kiss you like I kiss y/n?"

Just give him lots of attention cuz he's like a cat

Catboy ten is vibing

Winwin

Since he doesn't like pda too much, hes not going to do it a lot

He doesn't care if you initiate it though, in fact, he thinks its very cute

Sicheng knows its because you're a bit needy for his touch since he doesn't do it so he won't mind

Once in a blue moon he'll just walk over to you and kiss you suddenly

Then he steps away, blushing cuz he doesn't know what came over him

"Why did you get a kiss from him?? What the fuck!?"

"Because I'm his girlfriend, yuta🧍‍♂️"

"But did you marry him like I did? Didn't think so."

The amount of times his members actually glared at you because yall kissed is immaculate

But its funny cuz you made them jelly

Sichengs easily embarrassed by little acts of kindness or if you give him a small compliment

He laughs it off and puts his head down as he blushes but its cute asf

Bruh pinch his cheeks, like sometimes he's like 'oh fuck off' but most of the time he's like scrunching his face so adorably.

His patience is also pretty low so listen to him

Hes not afraid of showing hes angry or annoyed with you

His face just goes stone cold and you know your fucked up

Like wtf happened to the cutie that let you punch his cheeks

Other than that though hes a big baby boy

Lucas

Oh this goofy ass would be fun to date

Its just a bunch of laughing and giggling

You cannot even sleep in the same bed without wanting to either punch him or laugh

And though yall do laugh a lot, you're actually very madly in love with each other

Lucas is very nice and will not stand for anyone messing with his girlfriend

Hes possessive but not in a toxic way

Its more of him wanting to keep you safe

He'll also makes sure you both are happy all the time and if you guys need a break then you'll take a break for a bit

Moving on to some fun stuff ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

You and him have like daily rap battles

It goes back and forth in different languages and its funny hearing it

Members laugh every time Lucas goes "y/n...rap time!!!"

Another thing is Lucas can't keep his hands off you in anyway

Your hips? Free real estate

Your ass? His hands go there

The back of your neck? Seems like a nice place to grab every so often

Like he has so many places that he holds you by and its completely normal

Hes always saying stuff like "God, im so handsome." Then says "and you're so hot, no wonder why we are dating."

And you kinda just sit there like "yeah sure go off king🧎‍♀️"

There's no way he can go a day without complimenting you once

Its either your face, legs, ass, boobs, arms, hands, hair, this bitch could go off

And of course he expects it back, dont make him sad

"I complimented you twenty times today and I didn't get a compliment back what the fuck y/n😐"

".....you're hair looked really good today, I love the color."

"Oh my God really😳!? Thanks babe🥰, at first I wasn't sure i was gonna li-"

Just compliment him, it'll be ok

Xiaojun

The nicest person ever istg

Hes not normal in any way though but he's just really sweet

Will definitely make fun of you but not as bad as ten

Is such a bitch sometimes in a funny way

Just feels like complaining for no reason and you're like "i'm tryna watch a movie luv...."

Nah but he's amazing

Gets you a bunch of gifts whenever he feels like it

Sings for you if you ask

Jokingly says no sometimes just to see you pout but he'll do it regardless

Get him a gift and hes gonna refuse with the cutest smile while your just forcing it into his hands

Anything you give him is the most precious thing to him even if its stupid

Hes so in love omg

Bruh you guys in public is just adorable because this kid is shy but wants to hold your hand so bad

So hes like hesitating and so are you

Then bitch ass hendery comes in and grabs both of your hands and places it in each other's before he walks away with a smile

So now you're both walking with flushed cheeks but at least yall are holding hands

You can thank hendery for that

Hendery

My guy is a mix of loving, funny, and stupid

Hes so fun to be around though like there's never a dry conversation with him

Unless the room in awkwardly quiet or something

But then again you'd probably start laughing because he's so uncomfortable in silence

Is always lowkey judging you if you do something cute

Even though he asked you to do it

So you just glare at him after

Ask him to act cute and he'll do it without hesitation but its so funny

His eyes scream help but the rest of his face is normal

Omg yall compliment and roast each other on a daily

Its nothing too bad like how otherd would be but its something

You and hendery go shopping almost all the time even though yall don't get anything

You just kinda stare at the things saying "thats cute" then walk away, never batting an eyelash at it again

Some members would even say that henderys the same as he is with them, with you

Just more lovey

And more kisses

Ooo and hes also gentle

Especially if your just going for a kiss, hes always softly holding your hips or cheeks

Holding hands is an absolute must in public too or he fake crys

Actually let him cry cuz its hilarious to the rest of wayv and you

Jk no hold his hand cuz they're warm <3

Hes gonna swing his and your arm back and forth too while skipping because ✨priorities✨

You better skip along

Yangyang

Haechan but make him chinese

No seriously, go back to what I wrote in 127's headcannon and thats basically what's gonna be here

Except yangyangs less bratty

Don't get me wrong hes still a brat but not haechan level of brat

He'll dead ass let you sleep with him just to push you off and laugh at you after

Would go for a kiss then blow in your face

You guys are more of bffs though but not because you kiss and do other shit together

Pranks!!

Omg

Always pranking the members with him

Its the funniest thing if its on kun and no one knows why

Sometimes ten joins and its ten times better

Wait did I accidentally just make a ten joke-

Anyways

Yangyang loves holding you

But at the same time doesn't because too much pda

Don't worry doe you can always just catch him off guard and sneak some kisses to make him blush😗✌

Then let him tackle you afterwards because you did it in front of everyone

[newtonsheffield]

So I know you’ve mentioned Aunt Billie but any George and Billie thoughts? Maybe interacting with her beloved nephew and his new girlfriend/fiancé/bride? Love you work I know you’ve got a lot going on - take your time you’re doing so great :D

Oh my word, this has been collecting dust in my inbox for weeks now, and I am absolutely so sorry buttt I have been saving it a little, for a precursor to this week’s fic in which MAYBE we will get to see Billie react to Kate and Anthony’s press debut. Who can say at this stage? (Me, I can say and yes, Violet’s going to have a little chat with her sister in law about her son’s mild obsession with one, Katharine Sheffield.

But also, thank you for your patience, I hope you’re still reading these though if you’re not: Girl, I get it.

Billie Bridgerton had been nearly 8 years old when her brother Edmund had been born, and she loved him desperately, and a little exasperatedly, as he grew into a handsome, responsible, kind and yes, a little cheeky young man. And when he’d slowly tugged on the hand of a very young woman when he was just 19 and said This is Violet. Billie somehow just knew that Edmund would spend the rest of his life with this woman.

Billie loved all of her nephews and nieces, obviously, but she couldn’t deny she had a very soft spot for Anthony. He was cheeky, and adorable and his laugh lit up the room and her heart leapt every time she heard it. And then it broke for him, when she watched even through her own grief as her nephew shouldered responsibility after responsibility the care free boy giving way to the dependable responsible man whose smile and laugh could still light up the room but a became rarer and rarer until it nearly disappeared altogether. And he looked so much like Edmund, a little mirror really and that somehow made it so much worse. I just want him to be happy. Billie had sighed when she shut the newspaper on yet another snippet about Anthony’s string of socialites. And when her husband George chuckled a little as he kissed her on the head and said Well that’s because he’s your favourite She didn’t correct him. And then Kate Sheffield walked into his life.

Billie Rokesby remembers the very first time she saw Kate Sheffield. She had been in London, just visiting Violet and had stopped by the Bridgerton and Sons office that had been Edmund’s pride and joy as she always did. She had swept into Anthony’s office, Gregory following a little delightedly at her heels and they’d been chatting for quite a while when Anthony had stopped dead. His eyes had a glazed little look his mouth dropping into a soft smile as he looked at something through the open door. As Gregory continued the conversation as if this was a perfectly natural occurrence Billie couldn’t help herself from following Anthony’s gaze a little curiously. Followed it all the way to a pretty dark haired woman standing in the bullpen chatting happily with Janet Stirling, a smile on her face that seemed to make her skin glow, her nose wrinkled a little happily and Billie knew, just as she had when she saw Edmund and Violet all those years ago. Anthony seemed to shake himself for a moment when the woman returned to her office and returned his attention a little reluctantly to his brother.

As Gregory walked Billie to the front she seized her chance. Now Greg, he don’t you tell me about that beautiful woman your brother can’t stop staring at who disappeared into the next office over? Gregory smiled happily Kate? She’s great but They”re both totally in denial about it, sadly. Anyone can see how good they’d be together. She hugged him tightly when he left her at the lift and was very surprised to be joined moments later by Kate Herself. Smiling a little apologetically as she got into the lift behind Billie talking on her phone. Ugh Eddie, he’s driving me absolutely insane today, he just blocked my path to the lift asking me inane questions about my day! Anthony Bridgerton is the most insufferable man I’ve ever met. A pause and and a slight blush No! He did not look Handsome! Though the blush on her cheeks said otherwise Yeah we can do dinner tonight are you sure your friend won’t mind? And it was all Billie could do not to laugh as she thought Yes, This woman was exactly what Anthony needed.

[inactive02939]

identity: I’m Kai, a trans guy, my pronouns are he/him, and im gay.

physical appearance: im 5’4.5, kinda chubby, im black (brownskin), dark dark brown eyes, and i have short curly green hair.

personality: im an introvert maybe ambivert. im really self conscious/insecure. im very emotional and take things to heart. i get attached to people really quickly. when i first get to know people im not as open and talkative but once i get close to people i become very talkative. i get really anxious often but im also super impulsive and tend to do things that arent very smart just for an adrenaline rush. i have a somewhat dark sense of humor. im often really dysphoric about my chest and self conscious about my sh scars and often need reassurance.

hobbies: i like baking, cooking, art, reading, journaling, and listening to music.

i have depression, anxiety, adhd, and ptsd.(lol) i also have insomnia buttt idk if that matters

style: i usually just wear comfy clothes, big t-shirts or sweatshirts and sweat pants

hero or villain?: hero plz:)

i match you with shinso hitoshi!

you guys bonded over your dark sense of humor.

since nobody really likes him that much, that's mainly how he made friends. making fun of himself

also he jokes about orphans be warned

and his jokes aren't cheesy either; they're actually worth hearing.

okay his clothing style is super aesthetic fight me. he has those cool chain belts.

also insomnia

that's actually how you guys met

:)

(disclaimer: reader and shinso are in their second year.)

you couldn't sleep again. your brain screamed at you to get some shut eye, but it just wasn't happening. you run your hands through your viridescent locks as you thought of some ideas to pass the time.

there's a tv downstairs. i'm in the u.a. dorms. get it together, kai. you think as you skid down the stairs (not as quietly as everyone would desire) and plopped down on the couch before turning the television on. you decided to just watch boys over flowers, one of mina's favorite k-dramas that she had suggested to you at lunch. you sighed as you watched jan-di fall for junpyo, something you'd seen a million times.

suddenly you hear footsteps, and panic erupts in your chest. aizawa's gonna kill me- then you realize that it's someone a few inches shorter than aizawa as you look up.

oh. it's shinso.

he'd transferred into your class once the second year started, and the only thing you knew about him so far was that he barely got any sleep. you sit up.

"shinso- hi- i didn't expect you down this late." you watch him creep across the floor to the couch.

"me neither." he muttered. he sat down next to you-- well, a bit distanced, really.

"boys over flowers. i think you might like it, so this guy's girlfriend leaves him for his brother, then he.." as you droned on about the hangeuk deurama.

it's not like he could complain though, with such a handsome guy sitting in front of him.

[packhuntcr]

☼ - appearance headcanon

Ahhhhhhh Jakey-boi. My walking contradiction.

Dude simultaneously cannot give a single solitary fuck… and is shockingly vain. Like let’s take a look at this little shit:

Credit to @hollandvalleythotpatrol for the photos. What would I do without Banni? Maybe she’ll write him for me next.

Handsome motherfucker. There’s a lot going on there. Like dude is scarred as fuck, obviously. Chemical burns, rashes [Gulf war syndrome, anyone?], dirty as all get out. Actually, that’s pretty fuckin’ clean for Jacob. I still insist his jeans would stand up on their own. But… lots of evidence Jacob doesn’t care about his appearance. Buuutttttt also a good bit of time invested into it as well. His beard’s trimmed, kept fairly neat. No ZZ-Top knock offs here. I’m 80% sure that’s dirt on his neck, not stubble. The same transfers over to Jacob’s hair. Shaved close, no peachfuzz stubble rising on the sides. Plainly, Jacob kept the military habits up {once he decided to live rather than wait to die}. Speaking of haircuts: Jacob’s pushing those army regulations.  

“The hair on the top of the head must be neatly groomed and may not be trendy, spiky, or disheveled in appearance. The hair must be tapered and conform to the shape of the head, and the neckline must be tapered. Hair must not be allowed to fall over the ears or touch the collar (except that the taper at the neckline may extend past the collar).”

My Lieutenant Colonel at Fort Hood brother says he wouldn’t consider Jacob’s hair Army Regulation without a good trim [my brother’s also a hard ass and annoyed by me, so take that with a grain of salt and me hearing what I want to hear]. So Jacob’s gone a little rogue here. Neatly trimmed sides, maintaining the shape, but “too long on top”. Who can blame him? At 47 (presumably) he’s still got a nice, thick head of hair. Not a grey in sight. Buttt… if we look at his beard here:

It’s a bit patchier on this side, thinner where the scarring encroaches on the jaw. So it’s safe to assume that his scarred skin has been damaged to such a point that it doesn’t reliably grow hair. And let’s keep looking at that scarring. It extends up the temple and into the hairline.

This side:

–shows the same thing: scarring into the temple, a patch above the ear that looks to be a graze or more of that chemical burning. If the scars aren’t growing hair consistently, Jacob with a full head of hair is going to be patchy. And not receding hairline patchy, but inconsistent male pattern baldness patchy. Das es no bueno [ignore my bullshit German/Spanish hybrid. I’m tired and have to ramble to get this shit out onto the page].  Jacob’s vain–again once he decides to give a shit and participate in life. {and can you blame the handsome bastard. Even all scarred up he’s a looker] So he’s gonna cover this… or shave it off. But nooo not completely, Remember that full head of thick red hair? So does Jacob. He likes his red hair. He likes that he carries only a passing resemblance to their father. A father that was too uneducated and stubborn to realize that red is just a recessive gene and yes, Jacob is, in fact, Old Mad Seed’s child. But, Jacob enjoyed the fantasy that maybe he wasn’t. Maybe he wasn’t that sadistic old bastard’s git. So he likes the red hair the old man hates and keeps shaved close most of Jacob’s young life. He likes that he doesn’t quite fit in with the family. So he’s keeping the hair, even all these years later. Best of both worlds it is. Long on top where there’s minimal scarring, shaved away on the sides that would be patchy. Work what you got, boy. 

Moving on!

Jacob’s god-awful clothes. Jesus. You bet your ass there’s more than one hole ripped in the crotch of those poor jeans. The man’s like a walking stress-tester for denim. I swear to god--I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again-- those jeans are so grime-coated and interwoven with sweat and dirt that Jacob could step out of them and they’d remain upright as if he hadn’t. 

They’re ripped to fuck and then neatly patched. And it’ll just keep going. An endless cycle of clothing abuse until that article is so beat to hell and cobbled together that it’s but a ghost of the original. That’s pretty much his habit. Undoubtedly John purchased an abundance of clothes after they brought Jacob home like a puppy. And Jacob still has most of them: neatly folded, tags intact, tucked into a drawer somewhere in Saint Francis for when he needs them. He does this thing where he doesn’t keep more than two or three of each article of clothing. He also just doesn’t wear underwear because it’s a pain in the ass. Just enough clothing for a change, something to wear on the rare occasions he’s actually washing the other set or needs to be cleaned up quickly. As soon as something wears out beyond redemption, he grabs one single solitary replacement to throw into the rotation. 

Part of it’s practicality-- using something as long as he possibly can, keeping things ready for a future need somewhere down the road. The man loathes excess and waste. Another part is that apathy that overcame him for years when he’d lost what he saw as his only purpose and the army declared him unfit for service. Meh, Jacob wants only to be clothed and doesn’t much care what in as long as it’s practical. The exception being his BDU jacket. He’s got an attachment to that, to the purpose he held while wearing it and how his service shaped his identity. Everything else? Fuck it. Jacob Seed will wear pink with purple polkadots... as long as it’s functional and blends in with the environment.  

Another thing I’ve noticed is that Jacob’s got pretty shit posture, which I find surprising for a military man. The only exception is in two circumstances-

1. He’s on display. Think of him peacocking his way over to stand behind Joseph during the initial arrest. Dude is ramrod straight--also sexually, but we’re not going there today-- shoulders back, chin up, chest pushed out. Why? He’s got purpose. He’s there to protect, to intimidate, to lead his troops. So he’s going to present something worthy of that function, of the leadership.

The instant he’s out of sight? When he’s unwatched? Instant slope shoulders, watching the ground as he walks. Because there’s very little pride in himself, pride in Jacob Seed rather than The Soldier. 

Look at him here, in front of the Deputy and Pratt:

Neither one much matters to Jake. Pratt’s a human squeaky toy to the man. The deputy’s a tool. No need to parade. No need to intimidate. Why bother? He doesn’t have to prove he’s above these two. He knows he is. To him, pea-cocking in front of those two would be like showing off for a leaf-blower. So he’s relaxed, shoulders not quite rounded, but certainly no military bearing.

Compared to here:

See the difference? Guess what: he’s working again, giving his ‘Cull the weak’ speech. Fuck, sorry, how far I’m scrolled down on the page is giving me an eyeful of thigh-holster... wow. Thank you, UbiSoft

Alright back on topic.

But Jacob’s working. He’s serving a purpose. His purpose. So he gives enough of a fuck to scrape together his pride and stand upright, project the image that Joseph and the Project need from him. He sure as shit won’t do it for himself. 

Exception number 2. While holding a rifle. Which is really just more of the above. Blahblahblah purpose. Buuuttttt... there’s also a good bit of pride in that. Jacob grew up poor in the suburbs. Maybe there was an old family shotgun. Maybe. But, I very much doubt he ever had opportunity to use it [other than plans for Old Mad Seed the next time the bastard hit John]. Same goes for at the slave-labor foster family. If there’d been ready access to and familiarity with a weapon, you bet your ass Jacob would have shot the man rather than hit him with an axe handle. Sure as shit not getting hands on a weapon while in Juvie soooo the first time Jacob handles a firearm is in Basic.

And the kid’s shit with the fine arts. He’s absolutely dyslexic {More detail coming on that in the next HC post} and not inclined toward flowery things. But... he’s got math down. Understands geometry and physics quite easily. So understanding a sight picture is gonna come naturally. He’ll understand how to adjust that picture to compensate for drop, changes in elevation, weather, etc. So he’s already got the bones of a good shot. Pair that with shooting well is likely the first time this kid has heard any kind of praise? He’s gonna throw himself into it. 

Every chance he has, Jacob is out there throwing hot lead down the range. For hours at a time, days on end. Surely he has a few favored weapons, but, for the most part, he’s got a handle on anything you throw his way. Natural talent plus dedicated practice and Jacob’s a terrifyingly good shot. An amry Expert Marksman badge good shot. Which means hitting 36-40 stationary and pop-up targets of 40 during qualification testing in supported prone, unsupported prone, and foxhole positions. Jacob got 39. Under pressure. I haven’t played the game (motion sickness can’t handle FPS), but I’m told that he outstrips Grace Armstrong, who was an Olympic medalist, as a GFH in terms of accuracy. Which very well may just come down to years of experience and the ability to practice daily. So the point of that long ramble isssss: he’s proud of himself with a rifle. It’s the only time he’s standing upright even without observation and not directly related to his purpose within the Project. 

Everyone’s favorite Sasquatch for demonstration:

So the final thought I have, I’ve already touched on: Jacob’s gangling appearance. I’m just gonna link that here and then just run through the basics

Basically, Jacob is not meant to be a lean man. Look at the size of his hands compared to his forearms. Look that he’s basically a column from shoulder to hip. I mean, he was never going to be a Chris Evans Inverted Dorito, but dude should have a bit of tapering from shoulder to waist. He’s a man who had a good bit of bulk to him in his twenties and early thirties, a man who filled out the frame the genetic lottery threw his way (because John and Joseph don’t have the same shape as Jacob. They’re both built on lithe, tapering lines. It’s redhead, recessive gene, trial run Seed who only shares the blue eyes and a single freckle on the left nostril with John). Jacob is meant to be a big fucking boy. He’s made to carry broad shoulders and a powerful chest, strong arms. But look at him! He’s lanky, his bones are larger than the muscling on them. By the time we see him in Hope County, Jacob’s been out of the military since the mid- to late-nineties. In that time he’s experienced extreme muscle deterioration from damn near starving to death in the desert. Then he’s severely traumatized, obsessed with hoarding away food so he’s not eating what he should to gain back all that muscle lost. And he never will. That obsession with taking just enough, with keeping himself moving, but never indulging in excess. And bulking up requires excess. Maintaining that bulk requires excess. Jacob’s not the ‘I’ll pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today’ type. He’s budgeting for the looming nuclear winter, for increases in population with decreasing resources. So Jacob stays skinny. Fed. Functional. Certainly no wilting flower... but, comparatively, skinny.

Soooo yeah. I’m petering out on the manic HC fest. 

All photo credit to one Banni of @hollandvalleythotpatrol You’re a gem and I love you. The gif... I lost the original source. Someone not rushing to go to work can point me toward a source if they’re so inclined or it can wait until I get home and have time.

Next up are HCs on Jacob’s family and hobbies/quirks

[writings-of-a-hufflepuff]

Weasley Jumpers

Fandom: Harry Potter: Hogwarts Mystery

Pairing: Charlie Weasley x Reader

Warning: N/A

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom aka @hufflepuffing-all-day-long

Summary/Request: You receive a Weasley jumper in the post and teasing and confessions ensue.

Notes: Gif is my own, using my art of older Charlie Weasley which you can find on my art blog @artisticwarnug here. If you use please make sure you credit me and my art blog properly, that the ownership is clear as it is my own art and I would hate for it to be unclear that I made it <3 x

I know Bill is one that gets you the Weasley jumper...buttt...I love Charlie so much. 

Gender neutral

You’d been at breakfast, the owl post arriving in it’s usual flurry of activity. You expected perhaps a letter or two from your family, but nothing more. You certainly weren’t expecting a brown parcel, wrapped with twine. It fell rather heavy in your lap, soft, but not entirely light and you would have opened it then and there had you not been running late for potions with Snape who absolutely hated you. So instead you’d shoved the parcel into your satchel, where you kept your ink, quills, and parchment before going about your day. It could wait after all.

It wasn’t until lunch, which you decided to eat out by the great lake with each of your friends that you had time to open it and have a look. 

“What you got there, Y/N?” Tonks asks as you pull the brown parcel out of your bag. Each of your friends, Penny, Tonks, Bill, Ben, Charlie, Tulip, Andre, Barnaby, and Rowan glancing at you curiously. It was strange how such a large group of random people worked together so well.

“I don’t know...I got it at breakfast this morning but I didn’t have time to open it. No idea who would be sending me a parcel though.” 

“What if it’s cursed?!” Ben fretted and you rolled your eyes at him, hushing him and reassuring him that you were sure it was probably something completely harmless, despite the many adventures you all got yourself into. 

“Well, open it then!” Penny urges you on and under the watchful eyes of your friends you begin to untie the twine and pull apart the layers of brown parcel paper. 

It is not what you expect at all. It’s a Weasley jumper. So clearly a Weasley jumper. The exact same colours as Charlie’s, maroon and mustard yellow. Your first initial knitted into the front of it. It is a pleasant surprise. You’d always looked at Charlie’s jumper with envy, Bill’s as well. They both looked so comfortable and warm, and at the height of winter Hogwarts could get rather cold. You’d been contemplating simply stealing one of theirs for a while now. 

“Mum, must have sent you it” Bill looks entirely confused as to why you’d receive a parcel from his mother, Charlie seems flushed, red tinting the tops of his ears, his cheeks and even his neck. 

“There’s a letter.” Within the folds of the jumper, a little piece of parchment with neat handwriting greeted you. 

“Dear Y/N, I know this must be a surprise but I was making this years round of jumpers for Ginny and the boys and decided that you should have one as well. After all, you’re one of Charlie’s closest friends and Bill’s as well. It would be lovely if you could come to the Burrow over the Christmas holidays. Much Love, Molly” You read out, rather bashful at the realisation that she’d sent this to you because you were close to Charlie, it seemed ever so much like Bill was the after thought in the letter. 

It was true that Charlie was perhaps your best friend, as much as Rowan would hate to hear you admit that, and while you and Bill certainly were close friends you doubted he talked much about you or your escapades to his mother. He had to preserve his image as prefect after all!

“Mum...” You looked up to Charlie’s groaning, head in his hands. You supposed it must be somewhat embarrassing for your mother to make a jumper for your friend because of you. But you were rather happy. You’d always wanted a Weasley jumper and you supposed it would have happened eventually after all you knew so much about the Weasley’s Charlie often joked that you might as well become an official one yourself. It was also nice to know Charlie talked about you, even if it was to his mother. 

“Charlie..it’s fine. I’ve always wanted one!” At the time you’d meant it of course, but days later as the teasing began to increase you started to wonder if having a Weasley jumper wasn’t more trouble than it was worth. 

You were wearing it to your usual trip to the Three Brooksticks with Andre. Drinking butterbeer across from him and being ever so careful not to ruin the jumper which was both warm and comfortable. The sort of thing you could fall asleep in.

“I think this means you and Charlie are married now. A Weasley jumper is practically an invitation into the family.”

“Andre...”

“You like him. His mother sent you a jumper that she only makes for her family or people she considers almost family. He’s my friend too...and if he’s talking to his mother about you...”

“Andre, we do dangerous, stupid, reckless things every year. He probably just tells her about the trouble we’re getting into.”

“You should hear him talk when you’re not around. He likes you. Whether you want to admit it or not.” Each of your friends seemed to agree or at least share the view that Mrs Weasley wanted you to marry into the family. 

You couldn’t deny that you had a crush on Charlie. He was handsome, kind, brave, passionate about what he loved, and always happy to support you in whatever you needed. But, it seemed like a stretch to assume he felt the same simply because his mother had given you your own handmade jumper. 

You still continued to wear the thing, however, and found yourself flustered when Charlie took note of it one Hogsmeade weekend in which the two of you decided to go out near the Shrieking Shack, the other’s deciding to continue shopping. You quite liked sitting on the peaceful hill, even if the Shack was creeping and looming.

“It looks good on you.” 

“Mmm?” At first you’re not quite sure what he means, and ask a question with only a hum. Ask him to clarify without words.

“Mum’s jumper. It looks good. You look good.” Charlie rubs the back of his neck, he’s going that usual Weasley red, making his freckles stand out even more. 

“Oh..thank you. I love it, I really do...” You’d written Molly back thanking her for it and promising you’d ask to see if you could visit the Burrow soon. Even her letters sounded warm and friendly. Motherly. 

“Will you be coming to the Burrow this Christmas?”

“I need to ask my parents, but, I hope to. I want to meet your family...and spending extra time with my best friend is also a plus.” You tease as you bump his shoulder with your own. 

He looks down and away from you, his cheeks deepening in colour even further. It’s times like these, where Charlie flushes bright red and averts his gaze, that you think maybe Andre was right. Maybe Charlie did like you.

“You know...everyone keeps joking that your mother wants you to marry me...”

“She probably does.”

“Where would she get that idea though?” You’re hoping to get something out of him, to really understand why Mrs Weasley sent you this jumper, to understand why Charlie talked about you so much or at least enough for her to make you a jumper. 

“I...I talk about you...look, you’re my best friend, yeah?” You nod and confirm that of course you’re his best friend, he looks up and meets your eye. “I don’t want to ruin that, but I talk about you because I like you. I really like you and mum...mum knows that...she’s always known when one of us had a crush.”

“So she really does want us to get married?” 

“Or at least...date, but I know you probably don’t feel that way so...i’d rather keep you as a best friend then lose you completely.” His expression drops and it hurts to think that he believes you don’t feel the same. You’re not sure you could feel anymore affection for this boy if you tried.

“Who said I didn’t feel the same way?” 

“Well, I always assumed that you an-” You cut him off, “You know what they say about assuming? It makes an ass of you and me.” 

“So...?” A little smile starts to form on his face, dimples coming into play, his freckles moving in a little dance across his cheeks. 

“So, I like you Charlie..and I thought you didn’t so I kept quiet, but I really like you.” You take his hands in your own holding them, smiling at him brightly. It was thrilling to know he liked you. He really liked you and Andre hadn’t just been getting your hopes up. 

His hands tighten on yours, his smiling widening even further as he pulls you closer by them. “So...next Hogsmeade Weekend?”

“It’s a date. I have to get started on becoming an official Weasley after all.” You laugh as he pulls you into a hug, the smell of fresh grass and honeysuckle surrounding you as you press your face into his shoulder. Both your jumpers merge together, the same wool matching perfectly.