#definitely not because I’m obsessed with Error

[luminousjellyfishy]

LISTENING TO SHARAX SONGS I HAVEN’T LISTENED TO IN SO LOOOOONG

[adrienneleclerc]

hiii! I was wondering if you could please do a fic where Charles is dating a tall reader kinda like Tom and Zendaya's relationship

Hi! So Tom and Zendaya have a two inch difference, I can definitely make Charles date like a 6’1 reader, I was debating whether or not to make her a model so she can take advantage of her height. So I made her model for the same agency as Kika and she met Charles through Kika.

Model Behavior

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Tall! Reader

Summary: Charles is obsessed with his girlfriend

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: i Don’t really follow “Tomdaya” like that But from what i see on TikTok, Tom is Zendaya’s biggest fan so let’s see how this turns out. Also sorry for the late response! I have not been sleeping well lately, let me tell you. Don’t know if this is what you wanted…

Kika and Y/N were doing a photo shoot for the Miss Dior perfume, they were in hair and makeup.

“Oh just FYI, my boyfriend and his friends are coming on the shoot.” Kika said as the makeup artist was doing her eyebrows.

“Oh that’s cool, I finally get to meet your F1 boyfriend. Why are they coming over though?” Y/N asked.

“Pierre said that he doesn’t have a race this weekend so he is free for today and he invited Charles with him because they’re doing something later.” Kika responded after checking her texts.

“Cool, cool, how’s my blowout looking, Dana?” Y/N asked her hairstylist

“It’s looking good, mama.” Dana said.

“You sure?” Y/N asked. (Personally, as someone with 2C/3A curls, I get paranoid when it comes to blowouts. Not to mention pin straight hair, I think it looks awful on me)

“Yes I’m sure." Dana replied, putting rollers in Y/N's hair to have that voluminous 90s blowout look. Kika and Y/N were sipping their smoothies that they got earlier when Kika's eyes were covered.

"Guess who." The frenchman said. Kika took his hands off her eyes and turned her head.

"Pierre, querido, hi!" Kika got up from her chair to hug him. When he separated from him, she saw Charles. "Charles, can't believe you're here." She hugged him as well. "Oh, this is my friend and coworker, Y/N." Kika introduced Y/N to the F1 drivers and Y/N got up from her chair.

"It is nice to meet you guys." Y/N said, hugging the boys as well. Charles was in awe of Y/N, not because she was taller than him, but because she was so beautiful, so ethereal, basically a walking angel. He wouldn't be surprised if she was a Victoria's Secret Angel as well.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Pierre, this is my friend Charles." Pierre said, patting Charles on the back, he just waved.

“Oh Charles, congratulations on your home race win, that must have been exciting, right?” Y/N asked.

“You Watch Formula 1?” Charles asked, finally getting the nerve to speak.

“Oh yeah, big Ferrari fan too.” Y/N commented and Charles smiled.

“Hey, we should all go out to eat when the shoot is done.” Kika suggested, looking between charles and Y/N.

“Sounds great.” Charles said.

“But we’re supposed to…” Pierre was interrupted by Kika dragging him away. “What.”

“Querido, It’s obvious Charles likes Y/N and she likes him too, let’s just do a little double date and see if Charles asks her out himself.” Kika explained to her boyfriend.

“Okay fine, but you have to pay me back for paintball.” Pierre said and Kika rolled her eyes.

“Yeah i know, bebé.” Kika said and she walked back to Charles and Y/N, who were still talking to each other. Kika was going to say something when Dana came back.

“Y/N, time to take those rollers out. Kika, you’re needed on set.” Dana said, taking out Y/N’s rollers and brushing out the Dyson curls.

“Oh yeah, I’ll talk to you later.” Kika said to Y/N. They took some pictures with Kika, then pictures with Y/N, and then there were some, photos taken with Kika and Y/N together. The shoot took about 2 hours and Charles was just watching in awe, seeing how Y/N posed and how the photos turned out in the monitor, she truly was beautiful.

“That’s a wrap everyone! Kika, Y/N, good work girls, I’ll see you on the runway.” The guy in charge said. Kika and Y/N thanked the man and changed back to their usual clothes before leaving with Pierre and Charles.

The 4 of them went out to eat and they had a great time. At the end of the night, Charles managed to ask Y/N out on a proper date and she said yes. They have been dating for a few months and Charles couldn’t be a better boyfriend.

Charles took videos of Y/N walking the runway, behind the scenes photos of Y/N getting ready, posted them to his instagram grid and story. He is so proud of her, he was standing up whenever Y/N walked out, clapping, cheering, being Y/N’s biggest fan.

“You were spectacular out there, mon coeur.” Charles said, getting on his tiptoes to kiss her cheek. Y/N was wearing heels so now she was 5 inches taller than him.

“Thank you, baby.” Y/N said. When they were walking outside the venue, paparazzi started taking photos of them. They made it to his car and Y/N saw Charles’s instagram. “Aww, thank you, Charles, you’re the best.” Y/N kisses him before he started the car. They made it to Charles apartment and Y/N was getting ready for bed.

“You are so beautiful, Mon coeur.” Charles said, looking at Y/N removing her runway makeup.

“You don’t have to keep saying that, you know.” Y/N said.

“But it’s true. I am so lucky to have you, my whole following thinks so too.” Charles said before kissing her. “You coming to the Grand Prix next weekend?”

“Yep! I Don’t have any photo shoots to do that weekend so I’m going to support you and Carlos.” Y/N said.

“Perfect, I love you.” Charles said, kissing her again.

“I love you too, babe. Goodnight.” Y/N said, they got into bed and cuddled until they slept.

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charles_leclerc Milan Fashion Week (spring-summer 2025) with yourusername, she was amazing as always, so proud of my beautiful girlfriend, she’ll be on billboards in no time.

User27 I thought it was an Y/N fan account at first, but it was just Charles simping for his girlfriend 😂

User 32 Y/N is so beautiful 😍 how did Charles bag a baddie like her

charles_Leclerc guess im just lucky

User 23 imagine having your boyfriend dedicating a post to you. They are such an adorable couple

User 45 Y/N dedicates posts to him too whenever she’s at a Grand Prix, they are so perfect for each other

User 61 girl, they’ve been dating for 3 months, relax

User 45 but they’re so cute 🥰

The End

Hope y’all liked it! Also, just a little experiment, if you follow me, comment why, thank you!

[yamujiburo]

Hi, I was looking at Pokémon character's ages and I think I found why you've had people say that Jessie is a teenager when he's 26. "In The Ultimate Test, Jessie falsely claims to be a 17-year-old idol (in Japanese) or diva (in English) as part of her disguise." So I think someone watched that episode and believed that to be her age.

Oh that's definitely one of the many reasons. There was a mistranslated line in Pokémon 2000 that, funnily enough actually CONFIRMED that Jessie and James were around 25. But because of the mistranslation, people got the math wrong, thinking that Jessie and James were implying they were only 5 years older than Ash when it was really 15 years older.

There was also a couple English only books from the 90s that stated that they were teenagers. The books were riddled with many other errors regarding the Pokémon themselves so uhhh, not the best source for info haha.

And finally there was a really popular tumblr post from like 10 years ago that had false screenshots of Jessie and James' ages saying they were 15. However, their bulbapedias only said they were 15 because one person was OBSESSIVELY changing their ages from 25 to 15. It apparently resulted in the mods just taking Jessie and James' ages off of their bulbapedia pages for a some time. But they're there now and have sources backing it up, thank god hahaha

There's a great post detailing a lot of this!

[dandyslibrary]

🐚📺 & 🍓🍰 x 🌸 THOUGHTS

I love you for this because this is ACTUALLY my first thoughts ask, so congrats to you anon! <33

Now usually the thoughts things I see are just straightforward and allat yummy stuff, but sometimes I get jumpscared with nsfw or angst midway!

there’s gonna be angst AND fluff in here! So watch out !

POSSIBLY OOC , and also grammar errors + typos

To be honest I’ve never really thought that much about poly ships x reader, or how I feel about them. Though I really do love the idea of it. I don’t really have a favorite ‘toon x toon’ ship but if I had to choose it would definitely be Shelly x Vee x Astro ,,

NOW don’t come after me for that but it’s cute. ANYWAY STARTING THE THOUGHTS !

we’re gonna start off with Shellvision x Reader,,

now.. LOWKEY there cute. I love everything about my lesbians. Their dynamic is so adorable! Like the past x future thing

So hear me out on this.. Shelly being prehistoric inspired, vee being modern inspired, and then [Y/n] is old money or 80’s inspired? Like not old enough to be like Shelly, but not new to be like vee..

IS MY VISION VISIONING!?!? Urgh so sorry for my bad English, but anyway. Continuing my thoughts!!

Shelly would SOOO yap about her dinosaur facts to you. And you ARE going to listen to it. No like don’t say that you won’t I will make you listen to her beautiful angelic voice (I say as if she has a canon voice)

Personally I’m a big dinosaur nerd! I love Dino’s, AND when I found out she’s also a Dino enthusiast I WAS SO OVERJOYEDD

like how is she even the most forgotteeennn ☹️☹️..

NO CUZ SHE WOULD GO LIKE

”Oh! Did you know the Carnotaurus would swing their arms around when they encounter a potential mate? Their arms aren’t really that useless! I think they’re cute!” Shelly beamed showing you a photo of the dinosaur. You’d just nod and gasp everytime.

You enjoy listening to her. You enjoy seeing her happy.

but hear me out.. what would be more silly is that!!.. YOU ALSO SPEW FACTS AT HER TOO!! Like AAAA

“oh woah! that’s actually really cool! Oh and did you know that the skull of a dimorphodon is bulky, but it has large holes in its skull so its light enough to fly?” you stated.

You both would soo exchange Dino facts back and forth. (Me)

BUT WHAT ABOUT FOR OLD MONEY/80’s INSPO Y/N!?!!

Just two lovers talking about their times exchanging facts back and forth..

IM SORRH I HAVE NO IDEAS FOR TBIS ONE BUT I DO HAVE FOR VEE.. URGRHH vee.

Old money Y/n always joining on on Vee’s game shows just to fluster her and make her stumble upon her words..

She loves the praises! Really, she loves them A LOT.. but could you not tell her that she looks divine. On live.

Though she’s more into you praising her off camera, she’ll take your praises either way.

Oh and you can’t have Old Money x Modern ages Dynamic w/o the fighting! It just makes the trope soo much better ykyk

You guys just fighting over which era is better. But then you collectively agree on the prehistoric era.

but.. what’s even better is that both Shelly and vee would fight for your attention <33

It’s not like fighting punching kicking, just cute little fights that won’t cause any harm. In the end you all get to spend time with each other anyway!

Shelly would want to spend time with you because she wants to tell you more dinosaur facts. And then Vee wants you to go with her because she wants you to join her game show!

In the end it’s either you and Shelly join vee’s game show and it’s filled with dinosaur questions (scraps somehow wins because if lucky guesses). Or you and vee join Shelly as you cuddle up in a blanket as Shelly tells you guys facts about dinosaurs.

she’s silly. you’re all silly

also scenario idea!! gentleman/woman reader x shell vision..

YOU KEEO THE DOORS OPEN FOR THEM YOU CARRY THEIR STUFF YOU HELP THEM WITH EVERYTHING YOU KISS THE BACK OF THEIR PALM AAAA OIH MY GOOLLYYYY

Dino obsessed you x Shelly who’s also Dino obsessed x Vee who knows it all , she listens to you guys rant about dinosaurs either way because she loves you two.

next we got fruitcake !! SPROUT AND COSMO <33

Oh they’re actually so silly, they’re my babes my faves my SLAYS… though cosmo keeps on appearing in my diddly darn runs

BUT !! Of course we’re gonna go with the very basic baker reader x fruitcake

NO BECAUSE ITS REALLY CUTE

You sillies just hanging out in the kitchen baking with each other, not having a single care in the world of what’s what. Baking each other sweets <33

Yk that one song that goes,, ‘baking cookies for my love I stir and mix !!’

that’s you. that’s so you,

Yes you will be baking cookies for your love you stir and mix,, uh oh how long has this butter been out to sit..

ANYWAY

You guys would definitely bake each other things like daily, love language? Gift giving. Receiving and giving. DEFINITELY TOTALLY ACCURATE RAAAAGHHH

I feel like Cosmo would be so giddy after he receives your goodies. You would write notes and letters to him and he’d be over the moon.

He feels his face heat up whenever you kiss him… well anywhere — !!

Cosmo is actually so silly I love his freckles so much!

If your love language is more onto physical touch then I think it’s impossible to not pamper cosmo’s face with kisses. I would do that.

he’d be so flustered and happy after that! oh and if you don’t know how to bake. Him and sprout would definitely teach you how!

OH AND MY GOSH SPROUT <33

He’d be possessive (sorry guys I love possessive men)

He has a soft spot for you and cosmo it’s so sweet I love it sobbing,, he’d be so caring for the both of you like literally I love him

AND THEN HIM WITH GIFT GIVING READER !!

everytime you bake something and give it to him he feels flattered, but he’s worried that you would bake too many things then get tired.

He doesn’t like seeing you all tired, and it’s because of him.

But he is thankful for your gifts! Really he loves all of them. Oh and he also bakes stuff for you too and one time it kinda became like a competition to who bakes their lover the most sweets,, cosmo the referee

it was all fun in games anyway so it’s fine trust

I know sprout would be head over heels for physical affection y/n! He would love that you’d always have your arm around him or he would have his arm around you at all times.

No matter what you guys are always together, with cosmo OF COURSE, holding hands or touching shoulders..

NOTHING WILL SEPERSTE YOU GIYS

so far it’s been fluff but I wanna bring in some angst..

fruitcake is such a fluffy ship that I wanna poison so bad. I want to make the teeth rotting fluff turn into burning heart aching angst.

Manipulative Y/n x Fruitcake,, NOW NOW HEAR ME OUT OLEASE

by the wayyy.. I don’t support toxic relationships or manipulative behaviour. I enjoy dark writing but trust me this is not the ideal relationship.

anyways..

So obviously Cosmo is the most easiest to manipulate, you gaslight him so much and you keep on guilt tripping his poor ass.

He just feels so bad about everything and himself now because of you. And he doesn’t even blame you. He blames himself!

Whenever you see him with another toon you get to work immediately. You see him and you start working the crocodile tears. Saying how could he spend some time with another person but not you!

Cosmo rushes to comfort you of course! Hugging and giving you all he has.

Sprouts not as gullible as Cosmo though. He knows this relationship is toxic. He knows it’s bad. But he loves you.

He can change you.

He knows he can change you. You must love him too right? So you’d try for him as much as he and cosmo tries for you?

Sprout and Cosmo blinded by love while you want control. You don’t even love them. It’s sad really

AND WADABAM THOSE ARE MY THOUGHTS! I hope you like them pop anon <33 hehe

source 4 banner; @cafekitsune (also is it okay if I just put the credits in the tag?)

[candycandy00]

The most hilarious thing in the world to me is watching all the right wing morons freaking out over X-Men 97 being “woke” and accidentally revealing that they have in fact never read an X-Men comic book and if they watched the old cartoon at all, it was only in passing and they never paid attention to it.

I’m not even talking about the fact that the X-Men have always met their definition of “woke”, even from the very beginning. No, I’m talking about the utterly baffling number of straight up factual errors I see them spouting. It’s absolutely embarrassing. They present themselves as fans, and are the exact type of guys who would gatekeep comics and assume any random woman in a comic store is a “fake fan”, but they have no clue about some of the most iconic elements from both the comics and the old cartoon!

I watched a video by a guy who had no idea Morph was a character in the old cartoon, and had never even heard of the Age of Apocalypse (one of the most famous X-Men stories in existence). I watched another by a guy freaking out over Storm’s Mohawk, not realizing it’s part of one of her most iconic looks from the 80’s. He showed a picture of her in her first costume from the comics (on a cover of X-Men Classic of all things) that looked way sexier than she was normally drawn when wearing that costume. Then said they “toned down” her look for the original cartoon, not knowing that her cartoon look was an exact replica of her look in the comics when the cartoon was made. They didn’t tone down anything. That was just what she looked like in the comics at the time.

The new cartoon is great. And I say this as a person who was totally obsessed with the old cartoon to the point that it worried my parents. To the point that I (a super calm and well behaved child) threw a massive tantrum when I realized the VCR had failed to record a new episode while I wasn’t home and cried on the couch for hours. To the point that my entire family still, to this day, knows every character’s name (and real name!) without ever watching the show because I talked about it so much.

I’ve never had a problem with “fake fans” of anything, because I figure if you fake something like that, odds are good that you’ll end up genuinely getting into whatever you’re pretending to like. And more fans of something is always a good thing in my book. But when those fake fans are actively trashing something I love just to grift to their narrow minded audiences, using completely false information, it’s ridiculous.

Honestly I wish I could just force these guys to read any storyline from Claremont’s 80’s run. It doesn’t even matter which one. They’re all solid gold. But maybe reading something so freaking great would open their tiny minds just a little bit.

[elizzsush]

I love you?| Tim Drake X Reader

Tim Drake X Reader

— How can you mourn someone you never truly knew?

AU: None Rating: SFW

Note: Check out this post for context! Tim is a bit of a stalker, but he always has been so its in character. ________________________________

The first thing Tim ever did after meeting you was run a background check.

It had become second nature at that point. A habit he picked up when he was younger that just stuck. Tim had an obsessive personality, so it was a natural habit- or maybe he forced this habit on himself. He's always been one to bite off more than he can chew and then force himself too sallow.

You checked all the boxes. Funny, beautiful, nice to be around, easy to get along with, clean background, you could handle yourself in a fight. You told him you took self defense classes which made sense in Gotham- and had a promising future. Everything a Wayne would be expected to look for in a partner.

It was a bonus that you had a crush on him. It made it easy.

Tim Drake, the smart and handsome boy in your class. It was natural that when he asked you to go out with him, you'd say yes.

Tim was a pretty calculated person, because of his... nighttime activities he had also gotten into the habit of never allowing much room for error. He planned ahead to even minor details.

It was because of all these things you and Tim began your relationship.

“We had a date… We’re are you?” Another reason you and Tim stayed together. You were unbelievably patient. He saw it when he came rushing into the nice restaurant he booked for the two of you- regular clothes and a hastily bought slightly ruined bouquet. All while you sat in a nice dress, a half eaten meal in front of you. You weren’t the type to blow up and get upset, you kept your feelings inside and that worked for him.

Funnily- err, no… horribly enough, Tim never told you why he was late for every other date. Instead he choose a simpler much easier route. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t find my keys.”

It worked because no matter how shallow or hard to believe the lies were… you took them. Took them and smiled while you tried to forget about it and enjoy the rest of the night with your boyfriend.

Often it felt like going through the motions with you. You’d smile and enjoy the time you spent with the boy and then wave him goodbye. Being with Tim… it felt so surface level. It felt lonely… Gifts were used as an excuse to not spend real… physical time with you. So, you’d just smile at the flowers you got at your door and the teddy bear, even if they were stereotypical nonpersonal things to give a partner.

While you didn’t know If you loved your own boyfriend, you knew you admired him. You admired how he kept himself in shape despite how busy he was, how he managed all his work with the side projects he kept up with- how he juggled his family. All of it. You admired how he seemed to work for what he had.

You admired how he always seemed so tired. Too tired to properly hide the aspects he didn't want you to see. But you chose to not see them. Not let him know you saw through it. Not giving anything away he didn't want.

Still, all those things kept him so… distant. Like a wall being put up in front of you, hiding him away.

Would it be clingy to tell him to call more?

He was already so busy; how did he juggle you with his life? It seemed hard. At times you thought he was cheating on you but with how public he and you were… it was a fleeting thought. Did Tim even enjoy the time you two did have together?

You’d often question your relationship with the Wayne boy.

You questioned a lot of things. Some you’d question only later. Later when you awoke from the coma that… that monster put you in.

But before that... before any of that. “Catwomen got your tongue?” You’d giggle and poke the boy's shoulder. He was definitely upset today; you'd blame the lack of sleep- he blames your curiosity. “Hey, talk to me..?”

“I’m sorry, I’m kind of busy right now.” He frowned slapping your hand your touch away and you could only pout to hide the hurt in your chest.

.

.

The first time Tim held you hand your cheeks hurt from smiling.

.

.

The worst part of everything to Tim. He didn't even know if he did love you.

There was exactly ten times Tim wished he told you it. Once he did, mostly to get you off his back. Did that make him a horrible person?

He liked you. He liked how easy you were. He liked how you trusted him. He liked how you let him lie to you. He liked how your felt against him, how you would get up to get him another energy drink instead of nagging him about his health. Not that you weren't concerned about the amount of caffeine he consumed you had been clear you were...

He liked when he was a little more careless, having you against him while he typed away on his computer. You holding his drink for him, head on his shoulder, just tired enough to not see what he was really working on. he thought at least... He liked having you against him when he got back... When he saw you again he liked having you around. He enjoyed feeling you against him, your skin on his... Hold you close and just... feel. Feel your body heat against his when he'd get back from patrolling those cold Gotham nights. Rip that same old suit off and climb into bed, embrace that skin to skin contact he so easily grew addicted too.

It was a funny joke with Gothamites that Tim Drake, the son of Bruce Wayne was a coffee addict. Tim had an obsessive personality, so it wasn't out of character. Every post with him in it had a mug, which never helped with the so-called rumors.

As he scrolled on his phone, he didn't even notice the mugs slowly disappearing. Instead, you were on his arm in every photo... Huh...

He didn't know if he loved you. He probably never would anymore... He probably didn't. I mean, what kind of man scrolls on his phone while holding the hand of their supposed lover? Especially when you were hooked up to wires...

But, it hurt too look at you. See you in that state. Not knowing if you'd wake up. The ache in his chest... It lessened when he adverted his eyes and stared at his phone.

If his touch was the sun, you were the earth. If he was your sun, that meant he failed you. When the sun combusts, the earth will die, and the sun combusted, broke under the pleasure.

He should've been a better boyfriend...

If he was, he would have at least known what kind of flowers to bring you...

Roses... felt too basic. To... impersonal.

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A/N: I hate hate hate hate my writing! Bleh. This all felt tooooo flat.

[neptunesbbby]

Lo’ak as your best friend

Tags (CW): Lo’ak Sully x Fem!Reader, SFW, aged-up (16+), headcannons, best friends, best friends to lovers, wholesome, sweet, fluff, Lo’ak as your best friend, reader can be na’vi or human.

Synopsis: How I think Lo’ak would be as your best friend.

Word count: 624

A/N: Something quick and cute for my first post. I wrote this just now off the top of my head so forgive me if it seems a little rushed or if there are any grammar errors!

Best friend!Lo’ak who swears you’re just one of the boys but gets caught checking you out, more than once.

Best friend!Lo’ak who has your schedule memorized, so that he knows when he could bug you with no consequences.

Best friend!Lo’ak who damn near loses his breath every time your scent hits his nose, sometimes letting his primal urges takeover his senses in the best way possible.

Best friend!Lo’ak who’s tail stands up at attention every time your skin so much as brushes against his.

Best friend!Lo’ak who tunes everyone out when he’s busy thinking about you and the way your ears do that thing when you’re really focused on something. He’s absolutely obsessed and can’t hear a thing, including the orders his father has given him before the war party dispatched.

“Lo’ak… Lo’ak!”

“Hmm?”

“Did you even hear a single word I said, son?”

“Uh, yes sir…”

(No, he didn’t.)

Best friend!Lo’ak who would softly pinch your tail when you least expect it, just to get a reaction out of you. (He gets it from his father. <3)

Best friend!Lo’ak who loves to play fight and bicker with you every chance he gets because he finds it funny. (It’s also his preferred way of flirting.)

Best friend!Lo’ak who hates the idea of hurting you in any way, shape, or form. So, when he is a little too rough while the two of you are play fighting, he breaks down immediately.

“I’m so sorry…”

“It’s fine, I’m okay Lo’ak...”

“Are you sure you’re okay, you—“

“Yes Lo’ak, I’m fine I promise…”

“...Are you sure..?”

Best friend!Lo’ak who’s always trying his best to impress you.

Best friend!Lo’ak who would practically run to ask you how his hair looked immediately after his mom had finished braiding it. (Your opinion is the only one that matters to him.)

Best friend!Lo’ak who frowns everytime you praise a guy that’s not him, immediately telling you that he could do better.

“Did you see how quickly Tansek took down that yerik? I’ve never seen one so large!

“Mtch. I could kill one bigger…”

Best friend!Lo’ak who is lowkey whipped for you, willing to do almost anything you ask but if you ask him about it, he’ll deny it to the ends of the earth.

Best friend!Lo’ak who struggles to hide just how infatuated he is with you from his own family.

Best friend!Lo’ak who doesn’t realize just how deeply in love he is with you until Neteyam and Tuk find him making you a woven necklace (to match his) for your birthday, and they decide to tease him about it.

“Ahh, look at my little brother, finally deciding to start courting the woman that he loves…”

“Loves..? Courting?”

“Oooh, is that necklace for Y/N? Lo’ak loves Y/N~ Lo’ak loves Y/N~ Lo’ak loves—”

“I hate you two.”

Best friend!Lo’ak who is sent into a spiral as soon as he realizes that he’s fallen in love with his best friend.

Best friend!Lo’ak who avoids you for days afterwards, scared that anything he might say or do will give him away and ruin you guys’ friendship.

Best friend!Lo’ak who is surprised that when he does finally man up and tell you, you tell him that you knew the whole time.

“What?! What do you mean you knew?”

“You thought you weren’t obvious about it?”

Best friend!Lo’ak who is happy to finally be able to show you his true feelings for you. Even if it means he has to deal with you teasing him for waiting so long to tell you. <3

Best friend!Lo’ak who definitely still calls you bro on accident even months after he has officially started courting you. T.T

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[grimoireofhayley]

Of Friends and Horror

Stu Macher x Fem!Reader x Billy Loomis

WARNINGS: Graphic content, eventual Smut (MINORS DNI), Language, Talks of SA (rape), Cheating, Obsessiveness, Gore, 18+ content, Stalking, Jealousy, Angst, Possessiveness, (let me know if there’s more that needs to be added!)

Word Count: 1.02k

Tag List: @ev3ningrain @nerdytif @m-the-little-witch

A/N: Ah, I hope y’all feel lucky. Two chapters in one day! I hope you enjoy this one as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope I captured Randy, Billy, and Stu’s personality correctly. Thank you so much for reading! I’m hoping I’d get an update out tomorrow, but if not, it should be up later on this week at some point so keep an eye open. I also wrote this on my iPad, so I apologize if there’s any grammatical errors. I’ll proofread again tomorrow and put out an updated version. Oh, again, if you wanna be added to the tag list, just comment down below. Thank you :)

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OF&H Masterlist

Chapter 3

“Remember, your principal loves you, and I want you to be safe. All students are encouraged to return to their homes promptly from school grounds…” The principal spoke over the PA, “Avoid strangers, walk in twos and threes—“

You pinched the bridge of your nose, visibly stressed from all the questioning. You haven’t a clue why you were so upset about everything, you weren’t the killer, but for some reason it felt like you were. Maybe you should’ve lied? Twisted the story a bit so you didn’t reveal you were a mistress at some point in your life.

“I am a slut..” You mumbled, dragging your fingers down your face, causing your eyes to droop. “Now Brooke is definitely going to find out, how am I to confront her on that?” You asked no one in particular.

You stared at the vibrant blue sky, squinting when the sun flashed your eyes. “Have mercy on me, please?” You begged the man upstairs, not expecting an answer in return.

“What kind of questions did they ask you, Sid?” You heard Tatum’s voice in the distance.

You blew a raspberry, putting your brave face on and sauntered over to your friend group at the fountain.

“They asked if I knew Casey…” Sidney’s voice soon followed.

“Hi, guys!” You chirped, sitting in front of Stu, Billy, Tatum and Sidney, unintentionally stopping their conversation.

“Hello, Sweetcheeks!” Stu blurted, eyes glazing over you, a small smirk planted on his lips. “What took you so long?” He groaned, “It’s always so boring when you aren’t here!” He frowned, tossing his head back.

“Gee, thanks Stu..” Tatum snipped, causing you to giggle.

You looked over to Billy, seeing Sidney leaning against his legs, your face contorting in disgust as jealousy was creeping up on you. You mentally slapped yourself, looking away and back at Stu.

“Uh, they had me stay longer for questioning…” You admitted, leaning back against your bag, stretching out your legs.

“Huh? Why?” Billy asked, curiously.

“Yeah, why’s that?” Sidney mumbled.

You swallowed the lump that formed in your throat.

“Just reasons, I guess.”

“Speaking of questioning, did they ask if you like to hunt?” Stu looked at Billy and Randy who seemed to have shown up out of nowhere.

“Yeah, they did. Did they ask you?” Billy answered and probed, Randy nodded in agreement.

“Hunt? Why would they ask you if you liked to hunt?” Tatum voiced.

“Because their bodies were gutted.” Randy spoke up, shoving a peanut in his mouth.

“They didn’t ask me if I liked to hunt…” both Sidney and Tatum declared.

Stu looked around, but his eyes always seemed to land on you, which caused you to blush, and chew on your fingernail.

“‘Cause there’s no way a girl could’ve killed ‘em..” Stu laughed.

“That’s bullshit. The killer could easily be female, basic instinct.”

“That was an ice pick. Not exactly the same thing…” Randy butted in.

“Yeah, Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out. And the fact is, it takes a man to do something like that.” Stu grinned, still staring at you without realizing it.

You leaned in, placing your chin on the palm of your hand. “Really now? If that’s so, then why did they ask me if I liked to hunt, Stu?” You smirked, catching all of them off guard. “Like Tatum said, the killer could easily be a girl. Though, with how they were killed it was clearly a man. They’re all the same, messy. They like to play with their prey. A woman on the other hand, knows how to get things done, swiftly and cleanly. Why do you think they don’t get caught as easily?” You finished your statement. Drumming your fingers across your lap in triumph.

“That was— I was not expecting that.” Stu laughed loudly, bewilderment lingering around him like an aroma of some sorts. Billy was just as shocked, but more amused.

However, Sidney wasn’t having it. “How… How do you gut someone?” She asked.

“You take a knife—“ Stu started and Billy looked up from his lunch. “And you slit ‘em from the groin to the sternum..”

“Hey.” Billy cut Stu off, glaring at him. “It’s called tact, you fuckrag.”

You sighed, shaking your head.

“Hey, (Y/n)..” Sidney asked, ignoring Billy and Stu’s former conversation.

Your ears perked and you looked at her confused.

“Didn’t you used to date Steve Orth?”

‘Now how in the fuck could she have possibly known that…’ You thought, your ears turning red from anger and you clenched your fist.

“Yeah, for like a couple of months..”

“Hold up, did I miss a chapter or something? When the hell did you date him?” Billy asked, looking somewhat pissed.

“Uh, yeah, I have to agree with Billy here.. when the hell did that happen?” Tatum’s eyes widened, she felt betrayed.

“Jesus, guys, it was only a couple of months, I don’t even know how Sidney found out.” You started, shooting Sidney a glare.

“Can we change the subject, please?”

“Did you sleep with him?” Stu mumbled, starting to get irritated as well.

“All of you, please just shut up. It is not a big deal.” You demanded.

“Are the police aware that you dated the victim?” Randy asked, ignoring your pleas.

“Hey, what are you saying? That I killed both Casey and Steve?” Your mouth gaped at the accusation.

“It just makes sense, ex-girlfriend not over the relationship, gets jealous seeing her lover with someone else… You know, the scorned ex who kills for revenge!” Randy shouted, earning a few stares in the process from passersby’s.

“(Y/n) was with me last night, okay?” Billy spoke, winking at you from behind Sidney.

“Yeah, I was…” You stated, catching Sidney’s eyes darting your way.

“Was that before or after you sliced them up?”

“Hold on, you went to (Y/n)‘s after you came by my place? You said you were going to Stu’s!” Sidney flared her nostrils, anger bubbling to the surface.

“Oh, brother…” You whispered, face-palming. Seeing Sidney hurriedly packing up her things, she didn’t give neither you or Billy time to explain...

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Good Luck, Babe! | Jake Seresin x Reader

word count: 6,560

warnings: SMUT, MINORS DNI, 18+, Unprotected PinV

notes: Hey friends! I know I've kind of dropped off the face of the Earth since the new year. I've had massive writer's block due to some personal stuff but I think I am finally out of the funk. Please forgive me for any errors, I wrote this on and off the past few months so I hope it doesn't come off terrible. I plan to make this a 2 possible 3 parter so leave some feedback and let me know if you want more. Hope you like it & please don't forget to like and reblog! 🫶🏼

I wasn’t sure what to expect when I agreed to come on a date to the famous Hard Deck but thankfully I’m not disappointed yet. The jukebox is playing old country songs and some couples are dancing on the makeshift dance floor, "this is definitely my kind of place," I think. 

I approach the bar and look for my date Mickey, who waves me over from a corner booth. He kisses my cheek and slides his arm around me as we slide into the cozy booth. “So m’lady what can I get you to drink?” he asks, his eyes scanning my face but before I can answer a blonde man slides into the seat across from us. 

Mickey’s face turns red immediately as the blonde grabs his beer and takes a swig. “My apologies, am I interrupting anything, Fanboy?” asks the blonde with a southern drawl, flashing me what I could only describe as a million-dollar smile. “Yes, Hangman, so I'd appreciate it if you could make yourself scarce,” growls Mickey, beginning to stand up and holding his hand out for me to follow. 

“And leave this lovely lady alone with you? Not a chance,” responds the blonde, now standing in front of Mickey and in our way. “This lovely lady would also like you to make yourself scarce and stop bothering her date,” I said to the blonde, who just like Mickey turned to me with a look of shock. 

Before “Hangman” could respond, I grabbed hold of Mickey’s hand and led us out the side door and down the ramp onto the beach. When we came to a halt, Mickey was still looking at me slack-jawed. “That was awesome! No one’s ever put Hangman in his place,” he raves, as I giggle in amusement. “Yeah, well he sure seemed like he needed it. Anywho, I don’t take it, he's a friend?” I ask. He shook his head and then explained all about how Hangman was just his insufferable coworker who thought that because he had the only confirmed air kill of this generation he was above anyone. 

“And that’s the story of Hangman, anyway, fancy getting some ice cream mademoiselle?” asked Mickey while extending his arm for me to hold. “Of course,” I reply and chuckle as we make our way to the ice cream parlor by the boardwalk.

The rest of the afternoon went by without a hitch as I learned more about my date whose call sign was “Fanboy” due to his adorable obsession with Star Trek. That night I didn’t waste any time texting him that I had a great time and looked forward to seeing him again.

Maybe my mom was right when she suggested I needed to get back to the dating scene. As I lay there waiting on sleep to come, an image of Hangman flashes through my head and I can't help the feeling in my stomach. Shaking my head, I bury it deep down with memories from my date with Mickey.

I won't let anything ruin my happiness at this moment. That was until I woke up this morning and saw that my blue text had turned green and was unanswered.

Just my absolute luck to get blocked after what I thought was a good first date.

-

I went on with the rest of the week trying to feel unbothered about being blocked but it still crept into my mind every once in while. And that’s how I ended up parked in front of the Hard Deck on what seems like a very busy night.

I sigh and put the car in reverse, this is pathetic. But before I go any further, a blonde Ken doll look-alike catches my eye and I realize it’s Hangman walking in, which I hope means Mickey is probably inside. 

Putting the car back in park, I take one last look in the rearview mirror and reapply my red lipstick. Time to show that WSO what he missed out on.

I’m immediately surrounded by a sea of aviators in their dress whites when I step inside, and a couple of them shoot me hungry looks. I take a deep breath and plunge through the crowd to make my way toward the back where I think catch sight of Mickey and his friends but I soon collide with a very very hard chest before I can reach him.

“So we meet again, lovely lady?” I hear as I tilt my head up and make eye contact with the owner of the hard chest whose hands are holding my waist steadying me. And wouldn't you know it, it’s none other than Hangman who is once again sporting that blinding smile. Up close I can see how green his eyes are and good lord all I can think is how this man is way too damn perfect.

I clear my throat and back away as his hands fall off my waist but I don’t get very far because his hand firmly grasps mine and I’m spun back into his chest once again. “What the hell are you-” I try to ask but my words die when I see the hungry look in his eye. “Not so chatty now, are you?” He smirks at me and I feel my cheeks burn. “What do you want?” I manage to croak, feeling now even more embarrassed to have come here tonight.

“Well for starters, I want to lead you out the door to my truck, then I want take you somewhere nice to dinner, and what I want most is to have those pretty red lips of yours around my cock by the end of the night, darlin’" He whispers in my ear, his breath on my neck making my head spin.

Usually, I would slap any man who spoke to me that way but my brain was currently short-circuiting tonight so I just nodded and followed him out the door into the parking lot to take part in what will probably be a very big mistake tomorrow.

His hand sits on my lower back as he leads me to his truck that is conveniently parked at the very end of the parking lot and before I can convince myself to back out of this we have reached the passenger door. He opens the door for me and helps me into the seat before rounding the truck and getting in too. His scent fills my nostrils, sage and sandalwood. 

“I’m not sure I ever properly introduced myself, my name’s Jake Seresin.” He tells me as he pulls into the highway and I pull myself together long enough to mutter mine back. I take him in as he drives and notice the scar above his eyebrow and how rosy his lips look, and I can’t help but think of how good they would feel on mine.

I doubt any of my friends would be supportive of me throwing caution to the wind but something about Jake makes saying no, impossible. A spark goes through me when his hand comes to rest on my thigh just below the hem of my dress, and I sure hope I haven’t soaked the seat.

-

We pull up to a restaurant downtown that I only ever heard of because of because of it being expensive but before I can protest he is getting out of the truck and coming to open my door. “Jake, this is too much. I -” his fingers come to rest on my lips effectively shushing my protests. “Baby, I’m going to lavish you tonight and I mean that in more ways than one.” 

His eyes are locked into mine as I nod. No man has ever managed to render me speechless, much less make me so agreeable but I guess that changes tonight.

The food and wine are exquisite and the conversation flows smoothly between us and I can’t help but want more of this man. My once disdain for him now vanished.

He tells me of growing up in Texas on his family’s ranch and of his rodeo days that ended too quickly when his father passed. He talks of how he joined the Navy to be able to support his family. I notice his eyes darken as he talks of missing home and how lonely his job can be because he acts like an asshole to keep people away, and I feel myself reaching for his hand to comfort him. He smiles gratefully, then casually turns the conversation back to me.

So I tell him of my sister, Meredith, who died a few years back because of a drunk driver which led me to pursue a career in law seeing as the man who killed her is free and she didn’t get justice. He squeezes my hand in comfort and I tell him that I moved to Miramar to get away from my hometown because everything reminds me of Mer and I wanted a fresh start and how I’ve been here a year now and hardly know anyone because I’ve thrown myself into my work instead of dealing with my grief.

I shudder when I’m done when I realize I’ve bared my soul to someone who I hardly know but I don’t overthink for long because Jake’s hand reaches out and caresses my face. He settles the bill and ignores my pleas to let me pay for at least half and once we’re back in the truck I realize that it’s nearly midnight and he asks for directions back to my place which I give without a second thought.

-

He follows me in and I curse at myself when I see the mess of paperwork on the living room table. “Sorry, I don’t usually have guests over,” I tell him, and he shrugs it off and helps me straighten the papers up. We settle in the small couch and I can feel the heat radiating off his body and the nerves finally kick in. “Um, can I get you something to drink?” I ask, looking over at the TV that is not even on. “No, thank you, Angel. Look, I know what I said at the bar but we don't have to do anything you don't want to do.” He assures me, my eyes finally making contact with his. But I don’t want him to go and I feel an urgent need to feel his skin against mine so I do the only thing I can think of and kiss him.

He kisses me slowly and carefully like I might pull away and dismiss him any second so I move closer to him and then climb onto his lap. He groans as I straddle him and I take the chance to slip my tongue into his mouth, savoring the taste of him. His fingers dip into my waist as I bite his lip and pull back. His eyes are blown with lust and I know then there is no going back.

His mouth kisses along my jaw and down to my neck and I moan loudly as he finds that spot just below my ear that drives me crazy. “Are you sure about this?” He asks, leaving kisses just above the neckline of my dress. “Yes, I need you, Jake, please,” I beg as he slides the straps of my dress down and his mouth trails down kisses, latching onto my perky nippe.

I arch my back and the dress pools at my hips, the cold air on my skin making me shiver for a moment until his warm chest presses against mine and I realize he’s ditched his shirt. I run my hands through his chiseled chest and think to myself that this is the kind of body that Greek statues are made of.

“Where’s your room?” he asks, between kisses and I feel another current surge through me. “At the end of the hall,” I manage to croak and he moves forward so I can wrap my legs around him and then he leads us to my room. The very short hallway feels infinite as he holds me against the wall and his hands run all over my body and I’m now shaking with desire.

“Jake, please,” I beg and I feel him grin against my neck and I blush in the dark as he nibbles on my neck leaving what I know tomorrow will be a very noticeable hickey. He finally takes us into my room and places me on the bed and as he towers over me it sinks in what I’m about to do and a shiver of excitement runs through me.

He pulls down the rest of my dress and I am left in my very small thong, he places his hand over my core and I quiver against it. “Eager aren’t we?” He whispers as he cups the thin fabric of my thong and slowly slides it down, pressing kisses onto my leg as he finally gets it off and stuffs it into his back pocket.

I raise an eyebrow at him in response, but he ignores it as he slides off the bed and pulls me to the edge of the bed where he kneels on the floor. I blush as I feel his warm breath on my thigh as he kisses his way to my core pausing just before reaching it, our eyes lock and I see that he is looking for reassurance. I nod, not trusting my words and within seconds he is eating me out like he is starving and my pussy is a full-course meal.

I moan his name loudly and tug at his hair but he doesn’t slow down and I feel myself getting close when he eases a finger in and he must sense that I’m close to reaching an orgasm because he pulls my thighs even further apart and adds another finger. My moans turn to whimpers as he keeps edging me. I shake against him while he uses his fingers to coax me through my orgasm.  “Good girl,” he mumbles as he slowly raises himself and placing a kiss on my lips and I want more.

“Fuck me, Jake,” I whimper as he settles beside me in the bed but I get a response that I was not expecting. “Not yet angel,” he whispers as he caresses my arm that fills with goosebumps as he gets further up and he turns my head to look at him. His green eyes are staring into mine so deeply I think he can read my needy thoughts. I run my hand down his chest and stop at his belt buckle, his eyes following my every move, and I decide to give him what he asked for at the beginning of the night.

Pulling him off the bed with me I take notice of my shaky legs but still, I kneel in front of him and undo his belt. I can feel his eyes on me as I ease his pants down and palm him through his boxers. A groan escapes him as I slide his cock free of the boxers and suck on his swollen tip. “Fuck,” he moans as I take him in my mouth and I feel myself getting wetter as he starts to fuck my face.

But he’s careful yet again so I grab onto his hips and increase the pace, eliciting various groans from him and when I meet his eyes he slowly stills me. “I want to come inside you,” he says, his voice husky with lust. His arms reach to pull me up and I’m back on the bed before I can protest.

“I’m not going to be as slow and careful, honey. I’m going to fuck you so hard that you can’t walk tomorrow, so stop me now if that’s not what you want,” he whispers in my ear and I shiver with excitement. I reply by pulling him down to me and kissing him as hard as I possibly can. Without warning he’s stretching me open, and before I can even catch a breath, he’s thrusting hard into me again.

His fingers are digging into my waist as I scream in pleasure, “Taking me so good, baby,” he groans while leaving more hickeys on my neck. He continues to thrust hard and fast and I’m shaking with pleasure.

My moans get louder as his finger finds my clit and I worry the neighbors will call the cops. But he seems unfazed as he continues to fuck me through it. I whimper loudly, my legs sliding off his sides as I reach my orgasm. “I’m almost there, honey,” he whispers in my ear but I barely acknowledge him, still lost in my high.

He fills me with his sweet release as I come down from my own. His green eyes boring into mine as he slowly pulls out and I feel his cum slipping out of me. “Look at you, baby. I made a mess out of you,” he grins, laying at my side and pulling me to him.

I lay my head on his chest as exhaustion takes over and any thought of getting myself sorted out flies out the window. He kisses my hairline and the last thing I hear is him saying “good girl” as sleep envelops me in his arms.

-

I wake up to my body aching as memories from last night flood back in and I smile, turning over, only to find the bed empty. Only my dress is in the corner of my bedroom floor, no sign of Jake or my thong. I curse to myself as I get up and feel even more sore if that’s even possible. He sure meant that he would fuck me til I couldn't walk.

The apartment is deadly quiet and I head to the bathroom which I find empty as well. Pulling on my robe, I check the living room which to no one’s surprise is also empty, and as I look out the window, I notice Jake’s truck is gone and then it hits me that my car is still parked at the Hard Deck.

Fuck me.

I check around the rest of the apartment and find no note anywhere. Disappointment creeps in as I decide to finally go shower and get him off my skin. When I catch sight of myself in the bathroom mirror, I see the damage he left on my neck and chest is extensive. Angry reddish marks stare back at me and I doubt all the concealer in the world can help cover what he did.

The next few weeks are a blur as I throw myself into my work and vow to never return to the Hard Deck. Long nights working keep me occupied so much so that I don’t realize my period is late for a week, and that’s when it dawns on me that we didnt use protection and of course, I hadn’t been on the pill.

The pharmacy is crowded as I buy a pregnancy test, and I glare at the cashier who very loudly yells “Good luck!” as I walk out. Traffic is awful too on the way home and I feel myself getting more anxious by the second.

I practically run to the bathroom as soon as I’m home and finally pee on the stupid stick. 5 minutes feel like an eternity when your future rests on the other side. The timer goes off and as I flip the test over, I grab hold of the vanity to steady myself as I stare back at the two pink lines that signify my worst fear.

I’m pregnant.

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[satorusplayplace]

Hey bbg, I’d like to request Fluff headcannons for yuuji, todo, gojo and Toji!

-🧀

JJK men as your boyfriend! —

☆ pairing(s): yuuji x reader, todo x reader, gojo x reader, toji x reader

☆ part two!

☆ content warning(s): straight Fluff, mentions of ass slapping, and boobs groped bc of toji and todo. a little manga spoiler on toji’s! (?)

☆ A/N: i didn’t know if u want fluffy boyfriend headcanons but that’s wut i’m doing! hope u enjoy bae :] AND SORRY THERE ISNT MUCH FOR TODO. i don’t know his character too well. Mans disappeared in the manga lowk where is he? 😭 also lmk if there’s any errors!! oh and my request are OPEN

YUUJI —

yuuji loves to cuddle after missions, he loves it so much. he can’t help that he misses you so much. especially when you’re only with gojo because of your cursed technique

yuuji can’t help but make you feel overwhelmed in a good way with compliments.

yuuji feels like he must protect you and you the same! it’s a mutual thing because of your love for each other!!

yuuji loves to squish your stomach, butt, everything. he likes you.

yuuji LOVES to cook for you! he’ll even clean up after for you!

whenever you’re sick, yuuji knows immediately. he will take care of you all day. he makes you soup, he feeds you. he gives you medicine, he forces gojo to leave him and you alone for a week (if even…)

yuuji feels so safe around you! whenever you’re in one of your rooms’ alone, he feels so vulnerable and sometimes if he’s alone in his room, he cries. he cries because of how overwhelming his love is for you. he can’t believe he has you!

he loves to take care of you but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like to be taken care of either!

whenever you take care of him and get worried of his wounds, you might scold him but you’re so worried you can’t help but just baby (?) him in a way.

he loves you… his heart actually might explode

he spends so much time with you, sukuna just bullies him about how smitten he is for you.

sukuna finds you cool. he uses your name actually, he respects you but he doesn’t care much to talk to you if you don’t talk to him.

yuuji wants to be with you EVERY second of the day!! he wants to be at your side and hold you!

yuuji loves whenever you see him and your eyes light up.

he loves whenever you talk about something you love.

he wants to hear all the rants you have and he wants to know what your current obsessions are! especially if it’s him

— TODO

todo is very much an ass person (sorry. i have to.) he definitely slaps your ass when he comes to see you.

surprisingly actually super caring. especially if you’re having a bad day, instead of trying to be super “gym bro” vibes about it. he’s taking care of you and asking what you need

lowk this guy would be a gym bro and a “the boys” type guy. I’m Sorry.

todo definitely carries you around everywhere

he’s the type to lift you up in air and just throw you over his shoulders and walk you to your room even if you’re 2 steps away.

he makes note of what drinks you like and buys them for you!

whenever you’re in tokyo, you love to mess with megumi but todo gets a little possessive in a sense because he thinks megumi is boring and not interesting. he doesn’t even care for women with big butts mane. (megs is a respectful kid.)

makes fun of you whenever you fall on your face

i would assume this relationship would have kissing but i feel like it would be more of a joking type of relationship.

GOJO —

MENACE ALERT. he steals everything from you. EVEN YOUR CLOTHES (ESPECIALLY IF THEY DONT FIT THEM BECAUSE OF HOW HUGE HE IS.) if they can fit like a crop top he wears them. but if you’re plus sized and always have those baggy shirts (me too bae!!), he wears them bc your scent is on them.

he’s always eating sweets, it makes you have a sweet tooth too now because you’re always with him.

toru loves you squeeze you! you’re just so cute!

he’s totally trying to get you to stop ignoring him at work. he wants hugs and kisses but you won’t even budge. the students start to wonder if their teacher was lying about being in a relationship with you.

that’s until they saw you give in when you thought you were alone. they saw him trying to kiss you and when he calmed down, you finally gave him a kiss. you better bet he was begging for more and also knew the students saw.

this guy has zero shame, no remorse, and no sense of PERSONAL space!!! he doesn’t care. what’s his is yours and what’s yours is his. he wants to be all on you. he loves being everywhere near you. gosh he’ll smell you like a little weirdo.

the students think he’s a creep, but in reality, you love satoru so much. you just try to keep social, romantic, and work life balanced. it’s hard when you’re arguing with higher-ups and you can’t go to your boyfriend who doesn’t care if his students see you both hugging and kissing. you just want the students to be comfortable and also their teacher not distracted like an idiot.

when the kyoto students see you for the first time, they wonder who you are, because you’re always on missions, you never met the students from the other school.

satoru was late, so you filled in before he came and introduced yourself! then he came and you just wanted to leave but toru made you stay because he wanted you.

you and satoru lay down at bed at night and he sometimes cries because he doesn’t know why you’re with him. he wonders what he has done right because he was a little bit of a bully in high school, he has a bad personality and he’s always being targeted. by the higher-ups and cursed spirits…

he just loves you so much and he never wants you to leave. it would break him completely. he can’t let you leave him.

though, you won’t ever. you’re always cuddled up in his chest and before you sleep, you always trace hearts on him

satoru liked PDA. the amount of PDA he tries to give in public is hilarious. he loves to poke and tease you as well.

satoru is actually a good cook btw! (he’s good at everything he does. an actually fact.) he made a dish for you while sick and you appreciate that even when he’s the strongest, he makes time for you. he makes yuuji and megumi check up on you too.

megumi has grown an attachment to you ever since satoru took him in. megumi literally loves you and tells you everything.

satoru loves to hear you complain about work because he’ll just agree with whatever you say. he just wants to hear you talk about something. he loves you so much and it shows.

satoru buys you gifts all the time!! he loves to buy you your favorite things! he also buys clothes for you! he loves to buy clothes for you!!

he also loves when you wear his. he doesn’t always wear tight fitting clothes because he doesn’t like it (but you’ve definitely convinced him to wear a compression shirt once!! it was Gorgeous.)

after a long day, he loves to shower with you or take a bath. he’s good at massages and loves when you take care of him like washing his hair. he loves whenever you take care of him (you do it every second of the day).

satoru is just super caring and loves his baby so much!! he wants to marry you. he’s so lovesick.

— TOJI

toji isn’t the best man! he’s super broke yall..

he does care for you, but he definitely misses megumi’s mom over anybody. like that’s his one and true love.

he might end up comparing you to her but he loves you too.

toji hugs on you because he’s afraid you might slip away from him.

he’s an ass slapper. he also definitely stares at your boobs.

you’ll get your ass slapped and boobs groped out of no where because of him.

he loves when you make food. it’s always so good

whenever he comes home and you’re not there, he gets super anxious but it turns out you took a quick trip to the store!

he loves to go everywhere you go if you let him.

when he comes home all bloody and needs treatment, you’re always there. he loves that you take care of him.

toji wants to take care of you but he doesn’t know how to show it. he’s afraid.

(SPOILER?) the man can’t even see his son so he abandoned him type of afraid.

toji loves you though, he kisses your cheek and hugs you all the time.

he has a major soft spot for you.

he lowk wants you to have his kids!! (again!!!)

toji can’t take you out on dates because he barely has money. you’re the one who does that.

you do a lot so the least he can do is try to make you feel loved.

you know you’re loved by him though. you see it through him.

you guys love each other and it’s noticeable. the lovesick!toji begins!!!

[blues824]

Mc showing the brothers their senior yearbook photo, and the quote at the bottom of their picture says “Should have burned this place down when I had the chance”

“(Brother of your choice)! Come look! I found my High School yearbook from Senior Year!” You shouted. Everyone heard it, but only the brother you had called responded. You seemed so excited as you flipped through the pages to find yourself, all done up.

Lucifer

He was about to comment on how nice you looked in your picture when he noticed the quote underneath. 

He let out an exasperated and exhausted sigh of disappointment. How did your school even allow this?? Surely there was some sort of error??

Don’t you dare give any of his other brothers any ideas either! The last thing he needs right now is Mammon putting something equally as stupid as his quote as well

Plus, how could you enter something like that and still have a full smile on your face whilst knowing that the quote would be underneath in the picture??

Mammon

Immediately noticed the quote and started laughing because he felt the same exact way about school. He hated school with the entirety of his demonic heart

But how did you get away with this as your quote?? Didn’t you get in trouble (just wait until he finds about the trashy school systems)

He most definitely draws inspiration from your senior quote and would put something similar, which makes Lucifer angry

You both have the biggest smiles in the yearbook as well, which pisses off the eldest brother even more than he already was.

Leviathan

He was about to have a nosebleed from how gorgeous you looked in the picture when he read the quote beneath

That’s when he almost started crying because he was laughing so freaking hard. There was no way your school actually allowed it

He doesn’t do anything like that for his own quote because he knows that it’s permanent and Lucifer would string him up by the tail.

He might do one of those things where you both partner in your quotes, but it will be funny instead of anything romantic.

Satan

Also lets out a sigh, but it’s one of both exhaustion and amusement. Sure, it was ridiculous, but it was also funny

He does question how you were able to get that quote through the school administration, the photographers, and the people who put the yearbook together

He also doesn’t do anything like that for his quote because he would prefer to have a more romantic quote

Would probably put something about you, like how you managed to see through his anger and realize that he is Satan and not Lucifer nor Wrath

Asmodeus

Honey, no! You shouldn’t have ruined such a beautiful picture like yours with the quote you put underneath!

How did your school even accept that as your quote?? Burning schools doesn’t seem very good in a yearbook

He most definitely does not do anything like that for his quote. He will have something romantic and probably about himself

That, or “bitches put on a little bit of makeup and spend the rest of their day obsessed with themselves. It’s me: I’m bitches”

Beelzebub

Mans thought you looked so freaking nice in that picture until he saw the quote. Then he could see the pain behind your smile

It was a very funny quote, don’t get him wrong. But he could see how you covered your eyebags with concealer

By the way, he’s so freaking confused at how you managed to slide by administration with that as your senior quote.

For his, he would probably do something based on food… like “All pizzas are personal pizzas if you try hard enough”

Belphegor

You woke him up… for this? For this ridiculous quote that you just needed to show him as he was taking one of the best naps he has ever had?

It totally wasn’t about you and him with about 2 kids, a wedding ring around your ring finger a

Sure, the quote was amusing, but why? And more importantly: how? How did you manage to get this approved?

Anyway, he’s not even going to put in a senior quote and would probably have Lucifer pick something out for him.

[twistedbloodstain]

keith toshko x reader: one single thread of gold tied me to you | sanrio shenanigans

plot: the one where a drink bridges you and keith together. (and it’s not the alcoholic kind)

tags: keith toshko coco meet cute? , cinnamoroll, miffy mention, sanrio obsessed ! reader, fluff, grammatical error

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it actually frightens keith.

in actuality there’s nothing threatening about a white cartoon bunny with floppy ears and bright blue eyes originating from japan, created by the kawaii focused company that is sanrio…but if you’re keith that has been shoved out of the way and cussed off several times by strangers varying from different ages, well you start to ponder what all the fuss is all about with the cartoon bunny.

it’s as if they’d actually murder him and smash his head clean on the wall if he doesn’t move out of their way to the milktea shop.

keith is fourth in line right now, and as every customer leaves the line the closer he gets the clearer the cartoon bunny becomes in his line of sight. a lineage of toys placed by the counter are visibly seen which he must assume must all be what the fuss must be about.

it’s like happy meals for older people, he thought.

he’s never tried any of the drinks in a shop that predominantly sells milktea but apparently you can only buy the toys if you buy the appropriate refresher for it which comes in avocado dream, avocado pudding and honey jelly watermelon. keith wonders if anyone actually enjoys the refreshers they come with the toy, however he’s pretty sure this is another capitalist scam for hoarders, people with hyperfixations for the cartoon bunny and victims of bandwagon.

keith is the last of those.

surely, there must be something interesting with it though? as a child he enjoyed playing with those little trinkets happy meals gave out but as an adult? any person with a job will definitely struggle with finding time to give themselves a heart stamp from a sanrio character.

maybe it’s a gift? for girlfriends or sisters or maybe sanrio collectors?

keith comes to the realization that he doesn’t know why he came inside the milktea place, got in line and waited for at least 20 minutes for something that he doesn’t find important. now that he’s at least two people away from the counter, he comes to an epiphany that although he has an alright job, he behaves like he doesn’t have one.

there are people who would prize the little trinkets from capitalist scam more than he does but then there’s no harm in what he’s doing, so why not?

suddenly, the person in front of him calls someone to her side.

a hooded figure comes up to the girl in front of him and a hushed but brief exchange of whispers are shared before the person gets out of line and lets her friend take her place in front of him.

a glare is sent to him from the girl as she walks away from the line, likely telling him that she will be back for that toy.

keith traces where the girl is headed towards and it seems it’s towards the restroom until…

something squishy but sturdy is shoved into his arm which makes keith take a small step back, slightly shocked from the sudden force applied on him. from keith’s tall stature, he glances down at what hit him.

it’s a purple translucent bag.

with a shit ton of squishy keychains bundles up together.

keith can spot the cartoon bunny alongside other characters, some he doesn’t recognize but one figure stands out to him the most.

hello kitty.

who needs that many keychains? he practically screams to himself.

keith doesn’t get it. does he look like he doesn’t have a life when he comments on other people’s lives (internally) or is it when he takes a deep hyperfixation on something that really doesn’t matter to him entirely?

he needs a quick answer before he starts losing himself into a void that is sanrio because that keychain hybrid bag is looking pretty sick to him. especially the blue penguin with the hat and bowtie.

“oh my god. i’m sorry.” she immediately apologizes.

how do you define loser behavior? he wonders.

“it’s alright.” he smiles, she smiles back. deep hyperfixations make you look like you don’t care about anything else, and more importantly bland when you make one thing your entire personality. so how in god’s green earth does the person in front of him look more spiced up than he is?

keith notices her hoodie and it’s similar to the keychain figures littered through her bag. a white dog with black floppy ears, it kinda reminds him of snoopy and charlie.

cute.

what?

”i like your bag.” he blurts out.

what.

you turn around again and look down at your bag.

”thanks. it took me a while to get it to…look like that.” you grin.

thank god you didn’t find that awkward.

”where’d you get your hoodie? looks pretty sick.” he adds, seeing you are slowly welcoming him into conversation.

”from japan. a friend gave it to me for my birthday last year.” you eagerly reply, keith notices a glint in your eyes from his small comment. clearly, you enjoy it when people comment on your sanrio things.

”kinda reminds me of snoopy to be honest.” he chuckles.

”ohh…yeah i see it. actually, i used to like snoopy before pochacco.” you explain, “there’s a clear similarity.”

”yeah but the white bunny’s cuter though.” he remarks.

you blink at him several times as the silence soaks up the conversation.

“what.” you utter out, lacking a positive tone.

”i’m pretty sure it’s up for debate but each to our own right?” he pretends to say offhandedly.

did he say something wrong? is it wrong to say that your favorite character is kinda bland? plus didn’t sanrio get sued for trying to copy other people’s characters? like the white bunny with the bland face? he read that on the way here.

“cinnamoroll’s a dog.” you point up at the character banner above the counter.

”…oh.” keith realizes.

before he can say more, a ding rings through the room from the counter calling you to come up and order your drink.

keith is left in a daze.

you peel your metal straw from the satin case it was enclosed in and pop it into your avocado dream refresher then pull out your phone to contact your sister that was taking too long for a quick visit to the bathroom.

when it ends in a voicemail, you inform her you got the drinks and the heart stamp trinket she wanted for herself.

a person clears their voice behind you.

ah…it’s mr. bunny guy.

”hi.” he greets you.

”hey.” you reply. you urge him to sit in front of you with a wave of a hand.

”thanks…i won’t take too much of your time so yeah…” he stumbles with his words, “i noticed you didn’t get one for yourself so…here.”

he sets a cinnamoroll surprise toy on the table and this makes you stop sipping your drink. you glance at his other hand and notice he got the watermelon jelly one.

“oh…you don’t have to. i don’t mind the entire thing earlier.” you smile to ease him.

”i’m not really a fan of the entire sanrio thing, not that there’s anything wrong with it. it just never really piqued my interest.” he offers.

”i can see that.” you raise your eyebrow.

”so why go here?” you follow up.

“i honestly don’t know. i’m more of a coffee guy to be honest.” he mumbles shyly.

“i like coffee too, but only if there’s seasalt in it.” you grin at him. your phone begins to ring and a familiar ring tone emerges through the air with your sister’s caller id lighting up.

”oh shit. seems like you got some place to be. um…sorry to take up your time. again i’m sorry for that thing earlier.”

”no! wait.” you call out to him before he gets up from the chair.

you shuffle at your bag for something and it takes a few minutes for you to find what you’re looking for in that puffy keychain hybrid bag. a smile erupts on your face when you see the item you’re looking for, you pull it out and hand it to him.

it’s a blue penguin with a sailor’s hat.

”it’s for you.” you eagerly offer to him, “in exchange for the toy.”

keith stares at the keychain in amusement and doesn’t have the heart to tell you he doesn’t know who the hell this little thing between your hands is.

”his name’s tuxedo sam.” you roll your eyes at his amusement, “ i noticed you eyeing him earlier at the counter.”

keith beams at your offer and slowly takes it from your palm. he gives it a light squeeze before slinging it in his index finger.

”thanks.”

”you better take care of him.” you state in a half serious tone, “ do you wanna hang out?” the mood shifts.

”sure…sure. what about your sister?” he asks.

”i’ll just give this to her then we’re on our own.” you gesture at the cooler bag with the drink and toy inside it.

you both get up from the chair but not before you tuck in the cinnamoroll toy in your bag. keith toys with the keychain you gave him as you both head out of the milktea shop.

”so…what do you do for work?”

author’s note: i love sanrio sm so obvi i had to make a fic about it along with my all time favorite sus person keith toshko…2nd keith fic and he’s just so pretty to ignore. hope you guys love it! don’t forget to like and reblog :)

[luvneymar]

(2/2) FOREVER AND ALWAYS — NEYMAR JR

SUMMARY: You and your best friend have been in-love with each other since forever, one day you both get drunk and you end up pregnant

PARING: teen!neymar x teen!reader

NOTE: I changed the ages so Davi could be younger & this was posted pretty late so if there’s any spelling errors or anything pls lemme know! 🫶

“You’re almost there baby-girl! Keep pushing.” Your mother sent words of encouragement as you squeezed the life out of her’s & Neymar’s hands, you were pushing out a baby with a head the size of the moon.

“I can’t! He can just stay in my uterus! It’s safer & it’s better for everyone!” You shook your head side to side curling your toes as you were in so much pain & discomfort you were sure you’d explode.

“Also I’m pretty sure I pooped on the midwife’s hand, so sorry.” You shouted out really fast before returning to screaming in pain & squeezing your boyfriend’s hand as hard as you could.

“It’s okay baby, you can do this. I believe in you!” Neymar sent encouraging words your way which just annoyed him, you didn’t have a huge head when you were a baby so this definitely had to be the genetics of none other than Neymar.

“You shut up! Just shut up! Who asked you to develop such a huge head? Now my vagina is going to rip into one huge whole because of you!” As you cursed him out you hadn’t even notice you had been slightly pushing the whole time which finally remove your large headed baby from your vagina.

You suddenly didn’t feel as much pain as you felt a few seconds ago which confused you until you felt pressure on your chest as you heard a crying baby lay on your chest. “Baby you did it.” Neymar whispered as he wiped the excess sweat off your forehead as you cradled your crying son.

“He’s so beautiful.” You cried out as you took in the fact that not only you survived the attack on your vagina but you were now a mother; to a huge headed baby. Neymar kissed you on the cheek as you both obsessed over your newborn son. “Alright mama, we’ve gotta clean him up. You did great.”

As your OB took your son out of the room to do whatever medical stuff they needed to do for him Neymar wrapped his hands around you pulling you in for a hug as you cried taking in what just happened.

—

That was 4 years ago, within those 4 years you became a well respected actress while Neymar continued to chase after his football career & had become a hotshot football player. You both had your ups & downs but you both had made it work.

You had just finished shooting the film “Avengers; Infinity War” & were preparing to attend the premiere, or at-least trying too. Davi kept throwing a tantrum about how he didn’t want to wear this, he was hungry, he was tired all the typical 4 year old problems.

Fortunately the help of your husband who your son practically worshipped you all managed to get dressed without too much of a hitch. “Davi baby are you ready to go?”

“Yes!” Your son smiled up at you as he offered you a soggy warm cracker he had been holding in his palm for the past few minutes. You took the cracker & tucked it into your purse before picking up your son. “Let’s go baby, your daddy is waiting in the car.”

Once you both arrived to where the car was parked & settled in the driver at the front had begun to drive you leaned into your husband giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for coming with me.”

“Don’t thank me baby, I always want to celebrate your success.” Neymar replied as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder pulling you in as he kissed your forehead, you smiled at his action as you leaned into his chest.

You closed your eyes as you listening to his heartbeat not aware that you fallen asleep in that exact position until your soon who was sitting beside you had nudged you in your side. “Mommy we’re here.” He whispered in your ear .

“Thank you for waking me up baby.” As you got up you wiped the crumbs that were decorated all across your sons face as well as checking your face for any smudges or marks. “Ney baby we’re ready.”

“Alright.” He answered as he opened the door revealing multiple cameras flashes & screaming people, you picked up your son from his armpit and mad your way out of the car shielding his eyes from the blinding lights.

As you all made your way down the red carpet and onto the photo booth area you were met with multiple reporters waiting to interview different actors & actresses about any topic they could conjure up.

As Neymar was pulled away by other reporters you made your way to the entrance of the building barely making it before being pulled away by a reporter with exceptionally bright teeth. “Hi there (Name)! I can see here you brought your son to the premiere!”

“Yes I did. He’s super excited to be here. He wants to meet Thor.” You answered smiling at your son who was completely oblivious to what was going on as he stared into the camera that was recording his mother.

“Thor?” The moment you mentioned Thor he begun to look around trying to find his favourite superhero thinking he was around him.

“Yes Thor honey.” You smiled at him pulling at his soft cheek as he continued to snack on his crackers getting crumbs on your dress, not that you minded of course.

“Such a cute child, (Name) you played the role of the Scarlet Witch correct?” The reporter smiled at Davi before turning to face you something weird hiding behind her smile.

“Yes I did. Is there a question in there?” You asked not paying any attention to the reporter as you son begun to fuss feeling overwhelmed by all the noises. “Yes, how did the casting for the role go?”

“Actually I didn’t go through a casting process, I was personally asked to play the role.” You answered turning to smile at the reporter quickly before turning back to your son feeding him more snacks to keep him calm.

“Really? So in your opinion—” Just as the reporter was going to say something Neymar had come out of nowhere interrupting them.

“My love, there you are.” Neymar kissed yours & Davi’s cheek as he wrapped his hand around your waist other hand used to wipe crumbs from his sons face.

“Neymar! Would you like to—!” The reporters face perks up seeing Neymar enter your interview. “I am so sorry but we have to get going, the premier is about to start & my son is getting cranky.”

“But I still—”

“Thank you so much for your time.” You thanked the reporter before walking away silently thanking God for Neymar’s timing, it wasn’t a secret that multiple people assumed you only had your success because your husband was a famous footballer.

You never felt the need to correct them simply because you have proven yourself side the beginning of your career & you still continue to by snagging large roles in movies like these ones.

“Thank you I knew she was going to ask the most foolish question on earth.” You kissed your husband on his cheek as you let your son down letting him walk his own. Neymar laughed at your statement before shuffling his son towards his seat in the dark building.

As you all say in your seats waiting for the movie to begin your co-worker; Christ Hemsworth shuffled past you trying to get to his seat which was right beside you. “Hey Chris!” You whisper shouted using Davi’s hand to wave.

“(Name)! Hey! You brought your family!” He whispered back as he exchanged in a manly fist bump with Neymar who sat right beside you, as you both exchanged pleasantries you were interrupted by your son who sat in your lap staring at your co-worker in awe.

“Are you Thor? The superhero?” He asked staring up at him with his big brown eyes as he gripped Chris’s suit jacket getting some crumbs on it. “Why yes I am little man!”

“Really?” Davi squealed out smiling brightly excited to meet his favourite superhero, you laughed at his reaction knowing all the times you had to rematch marvel movies because he wanted to see Thor.

“Really!” Chris replied, as soon as he did Davi begun to fuss trying to leave your lap wanting to spend time with his favourite superhero instead, you complied knowing it would allow you to spend more time with your husband who was snacking on his peanuts.

“Are you okay with this?” You asked him not sure if he felt used or as if you were dumping your child into him for a free night out. “Are you kidding? Me & him are gonna have a blast. Don’t worry about him.”

“Thanks Chris, I owe you one.” Hearing that reassured you as you heard your sons voice fade into the background you turned to your husband. “As for you mister.”

“Finally some attention from my wife, seems like everyone needs her attention.” He peeled his eyes from the screen and onto you placing his peanuts into your purse. “Not anymore, we are all alone.”

Hearing that was like music to his ears, you both loved your son but ever since he was born your guys hadn’t been as intimate as you could’ve been if you had waited to have him.

“Isn’t Davi beside you?” Neymar leaned over checking the seat beside you. “Nope, Chris took him down a row or two to be closer to the screen.” You explained as you pulled your husband in for a quick kiss.

“So do you wanna find a bathroom?” He asked preparing to get up as he loosened his tie looking around to see if anyone or cameras were on them. “No! We’re watching the movie!”

You slapped his shoulder laughing quietly as you realized that the movie had just begun, you both turned to face the screen as you intertwine fingers holding hands.

—

Once the lights turned on the movie had needed you stood up almost stumbling over as your leg had fell asleep, Neymar had shot up to catch you stopping you from falling onto the person in-front of you. “Careful.”

“Thanks baby.” You pulled him in holding his cheek as you kissed both of them before going to find your son Neymar not that far behind you. Once you arrived to Chris’s row you had noticed that he had fell asleep in his arms.

“When he fell asleep you should’ve brought him back to me, thank you so much Chris.” Neymar bent down to pick up Davi from Chris’s arms who stood up to stretch the moment his child duty as relived.“My pleasure, you guys have such a funny kid. Stay safe guys.”

Once Chris begun walking away you shook your son awake slightly as you walked right behind him going to the same exit. “You wanna say bye to Thor sweetie?”

“Bye bye!” Davi yelled out waving his hand back and forth at Chris as he turned around and waved goodbye smiling before pushing the exit door open holding it open for Neymar to take, as Neymar held the door open you conversed with your son. “Did you enjoy the movie?”

“Yes! Mommy can we watch it again at home?”

“Oh boy.” You sighed chuckling at what was about to go down once again.“It hasn’t come out on TV yet baby.” You replied shortly hoping it’d end his constant train of questioning.

“Aww…”

“But Mommy can act it out for us! Did you see Mommy on the screen?” Neymar interrupted igniting the fire of Davi’s obsession with Marvel, you wanted to twist his lips off knowing every time you watched the marble series as a family he’d fall asleep.

“Yeah, Mommy can you act it out for us?”

“I’ll see what I can do.” You said while laughing as you took Davi from Neymar to place him in his car seat, once he was secure in his seat you sat beside him with Neymar going to sit on the other side of the car.

Once you all were settled & the driver had begun to drive Davi was out like a light soon after leaving you and Neymar in comfortable silence.

“Did you like the movie?” You asked breaking the silence as you turned to him reaching your hand out for him to take, he took your hand & caressed you knuckles with his thumb.

“Of course I did, I’m so proud of you my love. You’ve come so far.” Neymar kissed the back of your hand as he rambled on about how proud of you he was, your heart melted at his praises as you smiled brightly unable to mask your happiness.

“Well I couldn’t have done it without you, thank you for always supporting me.” Neymar smiled back at you small blush on his face, he turned to face the window not letting go of your hand before continuing, “I love you.”

“I’m not on rewatching duty though, you have to do that.” You reminded turning to look out the window small smirk on your face that didn’t go unnoticed. “Whatever.” He replied letting go of your hand to grab your face kissing you all over before finishing with a quick kiss to your lips.

“I love you too, I guess.” You grumbled happily before pulling him by his chin for another quick kiss.

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[mah-t-wordblog]

Hey there!

I was wondering if I could request lee!genya and ler!sanemi please? Just some brotherly bonding between the two. If you don’t feel comfortable writing this or don’t want to I understand and please ignore this request. Your work is amazing and thank you! :)

There it isssss, I loved writing this one 💛💛

Embarrassing you

Lee: Genya Shinazugawa

Ler: Sanemi Shinazugawa

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Ships: NONE (they are brothers, like- just no)

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

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Sanemi had an obsession, he loved to make his little brother embarrassed, and Genya, who blushes even when he gets close to a women, suffers at his hands

Today the hashira woke up wanting to bother him, and of course Genya got the blame

“You’re getting older, aren’t you?” Sanemi asked “you’ll start falling in love soon” he laughed

Genya blushed “w-what? Shut up”

Sanemi laughed “what’s wrong? It's true, you'll open your heart”

“Stop saying embarrassing things” Genya laughed nervously

“Oh Genya, I know you very well... I know that soon you'll be in love with someone”

“Stop!”

Sanemi started to advance on him “you'll find love, and it'll be so sweet” the older brother climbed on top of the other's waist

“Sanemihihi! What are you doing?”

“Just bothering you to make you feel embarrassed” the hashira smiled, with a mean face “so Genya, do you know what else I know that makes you feel embarrassed?”

“No! Stop!” The boy tried to grab his brother's hands, which easily got rid of his grip

“Something you loved when you were little~ do you know what it is?~”

“STOP IT!” Genya looked like a tomato he was so blushing

“Do you remember? I liked to say that I was a monster and you were my prey~ and do you know which monster I was?”

Sanemi was terribly inspired today, his brother's terror

“PLEASE DON’T!”

“The tickle monster!” Sanemi attacked, which was a bit of a relief for Genya, because having the butterflies you get before a tickle for so long is horrible

“Sahahanehemihi nohohohoho!”

“What? I can't understand you because of the laughter”

“IHIHIHI HAHAHATE YOHOHOHOU” Genya laughed louder when his brother ran his hands over his armpits

“Oh, you love me” Sanemi lifted Genya's shirt and released a raspberry, he already had practice in tickling the boy and had known about this super weak point for a long time

“PLEHEHEASEHE STOHOHOHOP” Genya started to squeal like a pig

Sanemi raised his hands “okay, okay, but don't tell me you don't like it”

Genya blushed even more (which I didn't even think was possible)

He gave his brother a loving push and laughed

“You idiot!”

“I’m sorry if you’re just too cute like that” Sanemi laughed

Genya rolled his eyes

The older brother went back to talking about dating with the little one, Genya, poor guy, honestly didn’t care about dating, but talking about cool stuff with his brother was amazing, and having quality time with him too, that was wonderful

Genya wasn’t the only person who was attacked by Sanemi’s bad humor that day, but he was definitely the one who suffered the most

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Thanks 💛💛💛💛💛

[liana0110]

Dungeon Meshi x Dreamswap (+ Ccino) because I can

The dragon ate Kevin btw, no Dragon girlfriend unfortunately

Dreamswap - @onebizarrekai

Ccino - @black-nyanko

Dungeon Meshi manga spoiler bellow (mostly because crossover reference)

Nightmare - A half elf. His childhood best friend is also a half elf but betrayed him by outing him as one, causing him to be outcast from the Elf society. His motive is mostly in line with Marcille’s, except he definitely won’t forgive his former best friend once he becomes the Dungeon Lord (imo this would make their face off much more climatic). Yes he still has nightmares and insomnia.

Cross - A tall man who is just very fascinated by the Dungeon’s legend. I’m conflicted about whether to make him obsessed with eating monsters like Laios or not, but I guess after trying it he would become very fond of it. I would say he’s the leader in paper but just following Nightmare.

Error - A half-foot. (Maybe I make this up too much but) He got an amnesia for a while and was taken in by an elf, who subtly emotionally mistreated him, even gaslighting him into thinking he was a young dwarf or tall-man that needs taken care of. He ran away eventually and joined Nightmare and Cross.

Ccino - A dwarf that has lived in the dungeon for decades. After a very traumatic incident, his whole family were wiped out. I think his storyline is mostly in line with Senshi’s, considering his backstory and his caring nature. Yes those golems are his cats, I will draw the Fresh cat golem at some point.

Kevin - In an attempt to research ancient magic, Nightmare accidentally made his pet chicken immortal. The chicken has been his trusted companion ever since. However this incident seemed to upset his (former) best friend, likely resulted in his betrayal.

If it’s not obvious already I will make JR take the Canaries’ roles. Oh yes Dream would still have his Dungeon Lord’s flashback.

Guess who I’m making to take Kabru’s role.

[fuckyeahaudiodrama]

✨APRIL/MAY LISTENS✨

hi i’m back, i’ve just finished my degree and do not have enough of a brain to write an in-depth of anything. but! here’s some of what i’ve been shoving in my earholes for the past month, in no particular order.

The Magnus Protocol — (season 1 ongoing) continues to blow my fucking mind. the sound design/music combo for this series is of particular note, it really just… mwah. elevates the text so much for me. i also continue to be impressed by how well this works as both a standalone series and as a delicious trail of candy for those of us who loved Archives. we’re halfway through s1 now and all i can think about is alice dyer.

Beef and Dairy Network — (ongoing @ 109 eps) a partially improvised absurdist comedy pod set in a world that is bizarrely obsessed with beef. my qpp listened to one episode and called it “distilled british humor” which feels… correct. i’ll be real, i’m actually mad at myself for not getting into this one sooner, but on the other hand having a long binge of it has been divine. i would kill to go to one of their live shows.

The White Vault — (5 seasons, 10 eps apiece) not including goshawk because i’ve barely started on that. but the main series… woah! god, i totally didn’t think this was going to be my thing but i could not put it down? the first season is definitely slower than i usually prefer but the characters kept me hooked and by season 3 the narrative completely took over my brain. i also love how well they sold the found audio format, it WORKS. gold fucking star, highly recommend.

Jackie the Ripper — (3 seasons, 5 eps apiece) put this one aside for a rainy day and binged it all at once. deeply wish there was more of it. it’s a raunchy crime drama with a downtrodden detective at the helm who i SWORE i wouldn’t root for but ended up doing so anyway. do recommend! if it sweetens the pot, the protag has the same VA as watson in the currently popular Sherlock & Co.

The Mistholme Museum — (6 seasons, soon to be complete) people have been recommending this to me for years and i just never got around to it, but on the bright side — it was an incredible binge. anthologies aren’t my strong suit but i found the framing device really strong and, crucially, it develops a meta plot that balances really well. biggest strength for me was the narrator, but i can’t explain why without spoiling some key plot developments. just trust me.

Wake of Corrosion — (4 seasons, final ongoing) very cool apocalyptic suspense/horror. i initially loved this show for the dynamic between the two leads, who are brothers trying to reconnect on a solitary camping trip when the world decides to go wonky. i ended up loving the worldbuilding as well. final episode drops very soon.

Neon Inkwell: The Pit Below Paradise — (miniseries, ongoing) this one has a bit of a western vibe and heavy religious/culty overtones, which isn’t my favorite genre. but i think each of the main characters has been developed really well thus far. + many fun cameos from members of the production team, those are really fun to try and spot :)

Twits: A Steampunk Distraction — (2 seasons, 5 eps apiece) very silly comedy of errors from the pov of a bumbling aristocrat. can’t say too much without giving the end of s1 twist away. i highly recommend it if you’re looking for some lighthearted listening. the ending credits are also very cute.

Planet Arcana — (ongoing @ 71 eps) i’m so bad at TTRPGs but this one has such a unique setting, i’m just captivated. tarot-flavored sci-fi adventure for anyone interested. i’ve made it through the first arc and the party has already experienced a crazy amount of development; stoked to see what happens next.

Selene — (ongoing) anthology about a spooky little town with a vintage vibe. single narrator, quite talented. i’m not always easily invested in anthologies but the narrator here really sells it for me, and (!) i think he writes children — both their thought processes and dialogue — very realistically. which is my grandest compliment.

Camp Here & There — (s1 complete @ 33 eps, hiatus?) i put off listening to this for a rainy day because i’d heard nothing but rave reviews and they weren’t lying. this is quite literally the ONLY pod i’ve come across that completely captures the same magic that WTNV did for me on first listen. the creator is kinda going thru it so idk if s2 is going to happen but i really hope so. even if not, s1 is very worth listening to. it’s wacky and sinister and i just love the narrator, it’s hard not to.

We’re Alive: Scout’s Honor — (8 ep miniseries, complete) imagine WA from the perspective of some awkward tweenagers. what’s not to love? the gore is really heightened by each characters’ stage of emotional development. i especially loved the conclusion but i won’t spoil it here ;)

Among the Stars and Bones — (2nd season ongoing) sci-fi drama with a solid first season, really nice narrative tie-up, but the second season was SUCH a glow-up nonetheless! + the most memorable karim kronfli performance of all time IMHO.