#especially when hanging in there celebrating them post finale is about the most we can do for now but it's a lovely task to have 😅💖

[chiwwydawgdraws]

AAAAAYYYYY WE FINALLY MADE IT!!!!!

Six years later, and Lost Souls is in it's final chapter (and will be completed before the year ends YIPPEEE!!!) and I realized that I hadn't made good on something I said I would do: frequent comparisons between appearances of the characters to show how my art has changed and improved throughout the comic's run. Completely forgot. Oops...

So I figured what better way to celebrate how far we've come than to visually SHOW how different the start and the end are! Here we go! (LONG POST AHEAD!)

PROLOGUE

Not much to say about the first chapter--other than it shows its age. 💀 At the time I really struggled with contrast and color theory, because everything is muddy and blends together.

I found all the Fazbears challenging to draw, but I especially remember struggling with Chica the most SOLEY because of her beak--I was having difficulty wrapping my head around making it look the way I wanted it to. Once I let myself treat Chica's beak less like an actual beak and more like a pair of extra thick lips she became one of the easier characters to draw.

CHAPTER ONE

Its so weird seeing where my blood children started and where they ended up design-wise. Cody's hair is a lot more tamer in style in these first chapters, and it took a while to get the hang of how I wanted to depict Bridget's wavy hair.

CHAPTER TWO

UGGHH MORE MUDDY COLORS GET IT AWAY GET IT AWAY

Back during this chapter the fog looked more like actual fog than a manifestation of all the animal souls Gold had collected and tenuously tied together with sheer force of will. All I can say is I guess I was still figuring out the art direction I was going.

CHAPTER THREE

I was REALLY proud how I subverted expectations by not letting Cody or Bridget faint upon meeting the Fazbears. XD

I also did this dumb thing where I would block the farther limbs in shadow to try and save time (you can see it most notably on Halo and Bonnie's ears.)

This did not in fact save much time and ended up looking kinda dumb and making people think characters were missing limbs. >_<

CHAPTER FOUR

Character designs are notably more consistent.

Here was where I dropped using Photoshop Elements 7 for my drawing and used Krita. I still used Photoshop for finishing details etc.

CHAPTER FIVE & SIX

If I had to pin a chapter in which character designs were pretty much solidified, it would be these chapters.

CHAPTER SEVEN

The only major characters here are Cody and Regan.

I made this chapter during the height of 2020. So naturally I was in the throws of a MAJOR depressive episode.

I took a lot of short cuts in an attempt to just get this chapter DONE. Don't know if it's noticeable or not, but yeah it was rough.

I didn't include the Bidibabs and Minireenas because there's too darn many if them, and they're not always grouped together for the most effective comparison shots.

CHAPTER EIGHT & NINE

Grouped because eight wasn't particularly noteworthy.

Other than it's where I made the switch to Clip Studio Paint.

I had experimented with it when I made the prior Crybaby chapters and fell in love with the program before I even finished the free trial.

CHAPTER TEN

Ooh I was SO anxious for this chapter, because here was when the story would reach the point of no return--it was literally all downhill from here and I wouldn't be able to just drop the comic if I lost interest.

(But I didn't! )

Point being, lots of anxiety surrounding this chapter.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Here is officially past the event horizon. At this point I had no idea how much farther I had to go in spite of the fact it was the start of the final night.

CHAPTER TWELVE

We officially enter the labyrinth here, and it is here where I officially decided I HATE the color green.

I really don't know what it was, but there wasn't many things I could do to make the characters stand out from the sheer GREEN of the vicinity, and it muddied up a lot of the colors of the characters.

Thankfully I had more experience under my belt to balance it all out (I hope 😬)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

More green.

So much green.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Which is why when Cody's group went into the mirror maze I switched it up and went more aquamarine/turquoise to make it more bearable for me.

Making the light emit from the glow-in-the-dark floor panels was a happy accident--I wad playing around with layer modes and the Add Dodge (Glow) layer mode in CSP caused an interesting effect that I took and ran.

Markiplier cameos here. (And dies. Sorry Mark.)

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

The double uploads started here and OH MY GOD I can't believe I managed to survive it. I really put my pedal to the metal here, and I came out on top!

(It was a race against myself really but HOT DAMN I WAS ON FIYA.)

Side note: this chapter went through SO MANY rough drafts guys it's not even funny.

The vibes weren't jiving, the pacing was all skiddly-wompus, and at one point the chapter was FIFTY PAGES LARGE (HELL NAW)

Its a miracle I'm alive man

Do your stinkin thumbnails guys--they saved my life

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

This was the hardest chapter to finish, if you can believe it.

It took the longest production-wise, because after SIX YEARS of non-stop comic work I was definitely burned out. Thank god I had already solidified the script and thumbnails beforehand because with that guide rail in place I could drag myself across the finish line by my fingernails because if there was ONE THING I DIDN'T WANT IT WAS A FRICKIN RUSHED ENDING. >:[

(Burned by too many unsatisfying webtoon/webcomic endings that basically went "and we lived happily ever after 😌")

Visually this is my favorite chapter. I love how the colors turned out, and all the characters felt truly "mine."

And that's that!

Man I started writing a whole paragraph and I realized that I should PROBABLY save it for the Afterword, when the comic is well and truly finished. So I'll hold off on that big ol' schpiel until then, but I will say:

THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH US THIS FAR!

💖💕😘💕💖

[palomahasenteredthechat]

https://www.tumblr.com/palomahasenteredthechat/760304167679098880/what-do-you-think-paloma-you-think-hes-a-bad?source=share

for the sake of discussion, I wanted to throw my take in the ring because i lean more towards bad person. first, i don't think this can be compared to relationships among us normies. DC's past is public and pretty egregious, most of us do not have that level of notoriety that is easily accessible. Most of us also do not have a PR team on payroll that can vet the affects of our decisions. This leads me into the my next point - intentionality. I have a very hard time believing Joe did not know about these things prior to agreeing to a pap walk/PR launch. At the very least, he agreed to be photographed with her and to be romantically linked to her. This is one of the most intentional actions he's taken in the public eye. To me, that speaks volumes above anything we may have assumed about him in the past no matter how much he may have implicitly contributed to it. Lastly, the subject matter is particularly troublesome. Many of Joe's fans are in demos that disproportionately experience sexual assault (female-identifying, LGBTQ). Unfortunately, many of us have experiences where we speak out against SA and are threatened into silence. DC has done this publicly and within the last year or two as a celebrity. Also any dalliance into white supremacy is troublesome and she has multiple - neo-nazi shirt, incel forums, and public raceplay. Like the fact that i have to type any of this in a discussion about Joseph Quinn is an issue.

thank you Paloma for always providing a safe place for discussion, even when it came at a personal cost.

Thank you Nonny for capturing how so many feel.

I didn't know anything about her except her songs. After Joe was seen with her, I googled her and read a couple of articles and her Wikipedia, and even by that cursory knowledge I was really taken aback.

Look, man wants to hit it. But to make it public? On purpose? When it's clear he can be invisible when he chooses? You are correct - it was markedly intentional, especially since he's been so private about everything else, even the most innocuous things.

I think he hooked up with her and it became more than casual, and people around them both decided to make it public because might as well monetize the relationship, right? Use the notoriety. Get your name out there.

His team might have not been as down, but he either insisted and they agreed, or they insisted, and he said okay, and none of them thought for a second about any potential consequences.

Or perhaps they did and shrugged their shoulders. 'He'll finally be rid of them.' Them. You know, us weirdos. We all know the stereotype of a typical Joe fan, and all the hurtful terms that are hurled in our direction. I don't have to write them, because they are already in your mind.

When people are othered and then there is jostling for improved status, significance and approval (I'm not like them, I'm a cool fan, because x y and z) well gosh, doesn't it remind you of other internalized thought patterns related to oppressive systems?

Then when people express their valid feelings like dismay or shock, they are name called, told they need to 'get over it', they are parasocial, weirdos, etc. etc.

Look. Don't follow him down the street and film him from behind. Don't hang around his hotel. Don't post on his family or friends' social media pages, or god forbid, his hookup's. Don't make up shit about him and spread it as gospel. Please for the love of God.

Take your frustration and anger out on your own pages or spaces where it's okay to share your thoughts.

But you absolutely have the right to think them, and to have those thoughts color your perception of who you thought he was.

I go back to the original question. Is he a bad person? No, I still don't think so, but I believe he has behaved like a thoughtless and entitled one.

[siennafrxst]

🎄₊ ⊹ ~֒ a christmas surprise

pairing: loki laufeyson x female reader

universe: mcu (marvel cinematic universe)

word count: 0.5k words

cw: domestic christmas fluff

click here to visit my fanfic masterlist.

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The house is filled with Christmas decorations — ornaments on the artificial tree, luminous lights hanging from the ceiling, and instrumental Christmas melodies surrounding the room — all part of your surprise. Loki claims that he has never celebrated Christmas, however, you, on the other hand, has never missed one day of it. You wanted Loki to experience the warm and merry feelings that fill your heart as you celebrate the iconic holiday.

Suddenly, the entrance door creaks open, causing you to turn towards the sudden disturbance. You smile warmly when your eyes lay on the god of mischief stepping into the house.

“Merry Christmas, love.” You get up from the couch, heading in Loki’s direction.

As Loki closes the door behind him, he admires the unusual additions his girlfriend added to their house. It was nothing he had ever laid his eyes on before. “Darling, what is all this? I thought I already explained this to you on multiple occasions—I do not participate in the celebration of Christmas.”

When he meets your gaze, you promptly respond to his question. “I know, but, I just wanted you to have the opportunity to experience this holiday. Even if it’s just this one time.” You place your hands on the side of his arms, rubbing them gently.

He smiles gratefully at you, seemingly delighted with this unexpected surprise. “Oh, alright. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try. Especially since you participate in the damn thing.”

You chuckle lightly at his response, relieved and thrilled that you get to spend this Christmas with the person who matters the most in your life.

“So, how shall we begin? I heard that you receive presents. I sincerely hope that presents are involved.”

You giggle at his amusement. “Yes, in fact, there are giving and receiving of gifts. But, we’re still going to do that later.”

Loki frowns at you, giving you a disappointed look. “But that’s the only reason why I’m interested in the absurd holiday!”

“Aww, be patient, love. I promise you that we’ll get there later.”

“How about we do it now?”

“Loki, no!”

“Okay, fine.” 3… 2… 1. “Now?”

“Really, Loki?”

Suddenly, Loki leans in for a quick yet passionate kiss, not even letting you kiss him back. He pulls away, leaving you in shock.

“Now?”

You glare at him flustered and surprised, completely unable to respond from the sudden kiss.

“Darling, I need you functioning to be able to answer me.”

You finally let out a sigh, staring at your desperate boyfriend. He was the God of Mischief, after all — with a touch of romance that only you got to enjoy.

“Okay, how about this: we drink some hot chocolate by the fireplace, maybe listen to some Christmas songs, and then we can get to the gifts. Sound good to you?”

“Hmm.. fine. But no more any longer than that.”

“Okay, I promise.”

You both grin at one another, embracing each other’s presence. You lean in for a tender kiss, Loki finally letting you kiss him back. Your arms instinctivelu wrap around his neck as he pulls you in from the waist.

As you pull away, you connect your foreheads together, silently treasuring this special moment and the moments to come after.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, my princess.”

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found this old fic lying around (in fact it was my first ever loki fanfic), so I decided to post it bc I’m running out of content.

likes and reblogs are vv appreciated.

[spatio-rift]

oh my god hold on a second. do you think the $quad has met saiko's parents. like they HAVE to have been over at his house before. i'd imagine some of the butlers and bodyguards are familiar with them (especially the ones that accompany him to school) but they're his Guys so i'd imagine they hang our at his house more than the others... so they'd definitely had some encounters w his mom/dad. funniest scenario is at the point of their friendship where they can tease him and he won't mind they'll be acting silly and then one of his parents walks in and they're suddenly perfect well behaved little angels who are just such good company to their dear metori. do you see the vision...

I DOOOO I SEE THE VISION.... theyve definitely visited his house the most out of everyone at pk theyre here every other day. i remember talking about this w a friend years ago and we were saying saiko would always be calling them over when he feels a little bored or lonely under the pretense of needing them to do stuff for him even though hes literally got a dozen people personally attending to his needs at home. constructing elaborate scenarios to just hang out without having to acknowledge any sort of friendship. i think post-friendship acknowledgement they still always gather at saikos house because hes got everything they could possibly want in there and also their houses arent up to his crazy standards so by default.... it can be a little insulting but they like getting picked up from school by a professional chauffeur w a limo too much to ever really complain about it lol

the saiko staff is kind of amused by them when they come over cuz theyre so used to doing that job for saiko at school they start doing it at his house without realizing. mostly though i think theyre happy he has normal friends now (and that its made him less annoying to deal with)

HIS PARENTS. theyve only met them like once or twice bc theyre really not at the house often. i like to think it wasnt even intentional they just keep getting lost in that huge fucking mansion and somehow end up in places they shouldnt be like saikos dads office or his art collection room. its really awkward every time because his dad doesnt really get it so when they blurt out a self introduction and say theyre his sons friends his dads like '...so you work for him, yes?' and arguing with a man that looks like a human-sized star and has enough power to make their entire family disappear with a snap of his fingers is a little scary so theyre just like yes sir we do sir. and he just pats them on the shoulder and tells them to keep up the good work and calls someone to guide them back to his son.

saikos mom is really funny to think about bc for takahashi yokota and murata its like going to their friends house after finally getting thru to him and starting to have a sort of normal relationship with him and meeting their celebrity crush there. when they come to saikos house after meeting her they try to discreetly ask if his mom is gonna be there. you know just to be polite and say hello they should probably bring a gift too... and saikos like shes in brazil rn and im going to kill you.

[9w1ft]

An addition to your post about people upset about who Taylor hangs out with and how to mitigate it, a reminder that part of parasocialism is that people internalize the celebrity into themselves, so when the star does something the parasocial fan doesn’t agree with, the fan feels like they themselves are doing something unpleasant, and it hurts the fan in the same way if the fan had done something bad and felt bad about it. Because they genuinely feel bad like the bad behavior has happened to themselves, and this causes them to lash out. It’s worse in some ways than how they feel when they’ve done something they aren’t proud of, because they have no control over the celeb’s behavior. This makes them feel doubly bad. A way to mitigate it is to recognize the outsized negative feelings are because of parasocialism, and just realizing that can ease the negative feeling.

When someone you’re not invested in does something bad, you are able to sneer at it and move on without being negatively affected personally by their actions. You are able to just say “I don’t like that” to yourself without making 100 consecutive posts on twitter expressing how much you hate it.

The positive of being parasocial with Taylor, and why so many get sucked into it, on the other hand, is you feel like her success is your success, and as the most successful star out there, you get a lot of positive feelings from that “relationship.”

Simply recognizing it’s all parasocial can help people remove themselves from the unhealthy side of parasocialism, and just enjoy your “problematic fave” or finally decide to divest entirely.

yes thank you for bringing up this angle. it’s so interesting to think about how we as humans can link up our psyche so closely to the actions of people we don’t even know.

i do want to acknowledge that in this influencer day and age, where a lot of people use their actual names and faces on the internet and are loosely goosey about hiding other personal information, there’s often an added incentive or pressure for a lot of people (especially younger generations) to condemn anything that might reflect badly on them in the eyes of their peers, who are themselves stuck in the trappings of contemporary online life.

it’s a confluence of things, really

[lemonkeiku]

Sergeant Bambi: Bears Story

Call of Duty Original Character Fic

Summary : Soap saw someone dresses differently among others soldier. Turned out she was also a soldier and this is how Soap met Bambi for the first time.

Pairing: None. This story won't lead to any romance build up. Maybe platonic for later.

Words count: 2,427

Warnings: possibly bad English especially the grammar (sorry, English is not my first language), lack of British and Scottish written accent, inaccurate military term (I tried my best to do research).

Author's nore: This is the first part of my first series of How 141 met my OC; Bambi. I've already posted this story but I made some changes and a little bit adjustments due to the MW3 story. So if you have seen this story, don't be surprised.

JUNE 2019 1900 The Rustic Pub, London.

It was a lovely evening. Nearly fifty people were invited to the pub by a captain who felt he needed to celebrate. Most of those invited didn't complain and just came along for a drink, including Sergeant 'Soap' MacTavish. Basically, he likes to hang out, so it wouldn't hurt to come along, even if he didn't know nearly half the people who showed up.

Fortunately, he managed to get along with some of the other sergeants. It was easy for someone like him to blend in. And he happened to join a small group of people– two sergeants and a lieutenant from another squad– for the rest of the night. Maybe because one of them had been his friend since he joined the SAS.

The lieutenant's name was Gerald. Soap knew him as someone he had met in his early days. He had worked with him once and kept in touch ever since.

Nothing seemed to have caught Soap's attention for the last couple of hours. That was until the door to the pub flung open. Someone just walked in; a young woman with a unique style in Soap's eyes. By unique, Soap meant that she had long, wavy black hair adorned with a large pink ribbon. She was wearing a white top, a soft pink skirt, a fluffy pink cardigan and a pair of boots. She was also carrying a sling bag that matched her outfit. Soap hadn't intended to pay any attention to this young woman, but her style was too flashy compared to the other people in the pub. He had good reason to look at her.

“What kind of moron invited their girlfriend?” he mumbled while taking another gulp of his beer.

“Who?” Gerald picked up on his subtle complaint and tried to look in the direction Soap was talking about.

Soap pointed his gaze towards the young woman he was referring to, making sure Gerald knew where to look. “Barbie just came in. Seems like someone can’t leave their girlfriend at home.” 

Gerald looked confused when he finally found the young lady who just joined a group of people near the entrance. He raised one of his eyebrows but not to the young woman, but to Soap.

“Barbie? You meant Bambi?” Gerald clarified. 

Soap shook his head and now pointed with his finger. “No. The pretty lass with big ribbon, that one who dressed like a Barbie doll– all in pink.”

“I know. No one is wearing a big ribbon except her,” Gerald pointed that out. “That Barbie doll you’re talking about is Corporal Diggory. We call her Bambi, not Barbie. Nice try, Soap.” Gerald can’t help himself to not laugh.

Soap’s eyes suddenly wide opened, both of his brows raised as he was surprised. “She’s one of us? You sure?”

“Of course I’m sure. She’s from our squad. We’ve been working with her for the past year.”

“You jokin’?”

“Why would I? You can ask the other if you don’t believe me,” Gerald challenged him as the other guys on their table nodded in approval.

“Frankly, she doesn’t look like she belongs in the warzone,” Soap commented, eyes couldn’t stop staring at the young lady who was currently talking with other men.

Gerald laughed at his response as he leaned his back against the chair. “I know, yeah? She’s… a bit different, but does it really matter? She’s a great soldier. The way she dresses doesn’t divine how she works on the field.”

Soap didn’t make any sound for a moment. He kept looking at Bambi like he tried to read the young lady but most likely he wouldn’t get anything. The way she talked to other soldiers in the pub looked like she was close with those men as she was part of them. She smiled and laughed frequently during the conversation. Her gesture suggested that she probably likes to joke around, especially everybody around her would laugh every time she said something.

She had a fit body posture, that was the first thought that came to his mind. Quite tall too for a woman. Judging by her physical appearance, it would make sense if she’s really a soldier. But it was still hard for Soap to believe that the pretty dressed young lady was really a SAS member.

“You said she’s from your squad, eh? What does she do?” He decided to ask a question, to clear his doubt.

“She’s really good at tracking targets. We really depend on it. In fact, it seems we depend on her too much. We get lost in the fog when she's not around. Thank God she’s back,” Gerald explained. “She’s good with explosives too.”

“Wait! You said, when she’s not around. You mean, she was absent?” Soap sounded really curious this time, despite being skeptical about Bambi being a Corporal.

Gerald nodded his head. “Well… She had just returned from convalescence. She was injured in an incident during a mission and had to take two months off. While she was away, our mission felt much harder.”

“What kind of incident?” Soap innocently asked while drinking his beer.

“Bear attack.”

At this point, Soap almost screamed in surprise. Not only that, he also almost choked his own beer dramatically. He coughed several times before he could finally speak. “What? What do you mean bear attack?”

“You don’t know the famous story of The Bear Attack? Huh… I thought the story had spread everywhere.”

But before Gerald could start the story, his attention was diverted. He was waving to someone, and when Soap turned his head to see who he was waving to, Bambi was walking towards them, smiling and waving back at Gerald in a friendly manner.

Soap's heart almost skipped a beat, knowing that the person he'd been talking about was now approaching him. It would be embarrassing if he didn't try to act normal– at least not like someone who had been talking about her for the last ten minutes.

“Look who it is,” Gerald cheered. “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t make it?” 

“Yeah, yeah… guess I couldn’t say no to the Captain's invitation. He already texted me a few times today. And somehow he knows I was no longer trapped in the hospital,” she grumbled with both of her hands on her hips. “Besides… Since you’re all here, I thought it wouldn’t be that bad to just show my face a bit. With me around, the atmosphere here would be more fun.”

She smiled again as she took an empty seat across the table from Soap, giving him a better view of her as they faced each other. It wasn't really a smile, more like a grin at her own joke. Soap looked at her again for a moment before their blue eyes met. Of course, Bambi wouldn't miss his unfamiliar presence.

Since they were already looking at each other, it was a good idea for them to get to know each other before things got any more awkward. To be honest, Soap was waiting for Gerald to introduce her to him– or to any of the other men at the table. It would be strange if he suddenly introduced himself. But Bambi seemed to have other ideas.

“Friend of yours, Lieutenant?” she asked Gerald, while looking at Soap, body leaned to her Lieutenant.

Directly.

“Ah, yes... Bambi, this is Sergeant MacTavish. MacTavish, this is Corporal Diggory but we call her Bambi.”

Soap held out his hand, overing Bambi to shake hands. “Call me Soap.”

“Soap? That’s interesting,” she remarked as she shook his hand. “Well… Like Gerald said, just call me Bambi. Pleasure to meet you, Sergeant.”

“Me too, Bambi.” Soap smiled kindly at her. “So, I heard you’re just back from… The Bear Attack incident.”

“Oh please. Why are people so curious about that??” she complained.

Gerald and other men just giggled on the side. “It's not every day someone could get attacked by a bear during a mission.”

“Now you make it sound embarrassing.” This time Soap laughed along with the others as Bambi kept complaining. “But I’m gonna tell you anyway. I don't want to make you curious to death.”

“I feel honored,” Soap replied.

“Oh, you should, sir.”

"It was a nasty incident, I'd say, but it was a funny story when I think about it. We were in the middle of the woods on the Northern side of Highland. Tracking a group of PMC, they ran and hid there," she started telling the story.

Not long after, the drink she ordered earlier arrived on their table. She took a moment to take a sip before continuing her story.

"We all expected to encounter another group of soldiers, right? I mean, we were after a group of PMC. It's the most logical thing, innit? But do you know what we encountered instead?” She hung her sentence, she couldn’t help herself not to laugh at what was about to come. Even the other 3 men tried so hard not to laugh.

“What?” Soap asked.

“A family of bears," she started to burst into laughter at this point. When she said it was a funny story, she meant it as she couldn’t stop laughing.

Seeing others laughing, Soap laughed with them for a moment. He was confused but also found that story so absurd that it made him laugh.

“Did I hear that correctly?! You encountered a bear on a mission? That sounds absolutely insane, mate." Soap seemed to be deeply interested in the story and wanted to continue to listen.

“I know, yeah?? Sounds ridiculous but that's what happened. And it was a whole family of bears. Three adult bears!!" she raised three fingers while still laughing at her own story.

“Of course, as people who have common sense, we started running. We were not gonna waste our ammo for bears. But if you know me... I wasn't the best runner so one of the bears got me and yeet me for a few meters.”

She took a pause after almost a whole minute of laughing. She even tried to catch a breath as it was hard to breathe after laughing non stop. “So that's probably the simplified version of the incident. I hope you got entertained”

Soap still laughed with them, unable to imagine the situation and visualizing Bambi and her squad fleeing from three bears, all panicked.

“So you got attacked by a bear while you were tracking a group of hostile PMC? Damn... How in the world did you survive? And what kind of bears anyway?”

“They were grizzlies… I guess. Or brown bears, I don’t know. They were definitely brown and big,” she replied.

“Oh, It was definitely grizzly,” Gerald gave a confirmation.

“Yeah. That. And I blacked out immediately after the attack, so I don’t remember much of it,” she continued. “But they said the whole team tried to drive the bears far away enough to take me to a safer location so they could request the medevac for me. If it weren't for them, maybe I wouldn't be here, hiks,” she added again with a little dramatic sound in the last part of her sentence as she patted two men around her, faked crying to make it more dramatic.

“You such a drama queen. You don’t have to act like that.” Gerald brushed her hand away jokingly. “You know we won’t leave you there.”

“I know, I’m too precious for you to leave behind.” They ended up laughing together at the end of the story.

From what he saw, Soap assumed they were all close. Not just because they were on the same team, but because they were very loyal and trusted each other. Maybe he had only heard one story, but it was all obvious. And for Bambi to be able to joke around with her seniors, it can be said that they are used to her behaviour. She seems like a fun person. Besides, the way her colleagues react to her behaviour, she's a nice person to be around.

“Then how is it? Since you’re now here, bet it’s already healed,” Soap assumed.

“I'd say it's already healed… It just stings sometimes, but I've been through worse, so it won't be a problem.”

“Besides–I need to be back soon because I know my team will lose track of our target without me.” She said it playfully, almost teasing her squadmates who just laughed about it.

“Worse than that?” Soap repeated some of her statements that caught his attention. He didn't pay much attention to it at first but to think about it, there was something more about it. 

What can be worse than bear attack injury? Soap thought.

But before she got to answer that, she got distracted by something she saw on her phone. She seemed to be reading for a moment, typing something and the table fell silent before Bambi made a sound.

“Well, it’s a story for another day… because I have to go~” she sang her words as she stood up in her chair.

“What? So soon? Where are you going?” Gerald questioned her, tried to make her stay.

“Tonight is supposed to be my girls night and the girls are waiting for me,” she answered. “Don't be so sad, I know very well you all miss me. That almost touched me, really– but we'll meet again next Monday. So don’t worry.”

Bambi then started saying goodbye to his teammates one by one, wrapping it out with a few more jokes before moving on to Soap.

“It’s really nice to meet you, Sergeant. I’ll tell you more stories next time. Well… if there’s any next time,” she gives her last sentence a small chuckle as a joke. Tries to make it sound like she doesn't really mean it.

“I'm so looking forward to it.” Soap pulled a grin on his face as he nodded to her goodbye. “See ya next time, lass.”

With that, Bambi made her way out to the pub, waved to the three men that still remained. She walked out the door at the same time as a man was seen entering through the same door. The two of them just walked past each other like they didn't know each other. Maybe it was because they didn't know each other. Soap recognised him by his all-black outfit, jacket with the hood up and distinctive skull mask.

“Ghost!” He waved at the man, calling him to join his table for the rest of the night.

[soulcarved]

@gloryundimmed asked:

Despite all the crazy things that had come out of their relationship, he had to admit it wasn’t as bad as he thought it might be at the start. Well, for the most part. He hasn’t particularly appreciated the time Takeshi had knocked him the fuck out and tied him to a chair, but shit happens. After almost leaving him for dead post-blowjob, he could say they were about even. Or something. In a tumultuous relationship like theirs, keeping score was far too complicated.

Whatever the case, today was Takeshi’s birthday, and although the hitman wasn’t often affectionate to his boyfriend, more often opting for sex or violence to get the fact that he cared across, he knew he had to do something for today or he really would be the world’s worst boyfriend.

He approached Takeshi slowly, a bit shier than normal because he wasn’t great at being lovey dovey with him. “Uh… Hey babe. Happy Birthday and stuff. If you’re free, I was thinkin’ I could take ya somewhere fancy for dinner, and we could fuck at a nice hotel afterwards.” God, why was this so awkward? Kai could feel his cheeks getting hot and looked away. “O-or, we could just… Not do that. Whatever ya want.”

Even though he appeared flippant, he had already made reservations at the best restaurant in the city and the most luxurious hotel. Takeshi didn’t have to know that. He’d let the blond believe it was all spur of the moment. Casual. If Takeshi declined, he’d just cancel the reservations like nothing happened.

takeshi's birthday has always been a bit of a hit or miss for him, especially in the last few years. any excuse to celebrate himself is great, jumps at it most of the time - but the days all blur into one now, half the time he doesn't realize his birthday has passed until well after the fact. hell - he's not even sure he remembers how old he is! still in his twenties, he knows that much - but don't go askin' him for an exact number, he stopped keepin' track of that a while ago.

it's not so much kai's suggestion that takes him by surprise, more the way he brings it up, all shy like. fuck - he's adorable, absolutely fuckin' adorable! takeshi has half a mind to tease him about it but bites his tongue for once in his god damned life. it's a sweet gesture, and takeshi's observant enough to see that kai was way out of his fuckin' depth doing something like this - the least that takeshi could do was let the teasing comments slide for once.

there's a soft smile as takeshi shifts to face the other properly, the clank of metal upon the table as takeshi drops whatever it was that he was working on. hands reach up, lets them rest upon kai's shoulders as the blond dips his head in a subtle attempt to get kai to look at him. moments where they seemed like a relatively normal couple were few and far between ( actually, takeshi thinks might be the first time it's happened-- ) but it's got his heart doin' little flips and jumps in his chest. huh, didn't even realize it could do that.

"i wanna do that." maybe he had a job planned for tonight - but fuck, that could stand to wait another night. consider takeshi's schedule fuckin' cleared for his sweet as fuck boyfriend!

takeshi raises a hand to rest upon the side of kai's face, tries to make the other turn to look at him as he's still avoiding it juuuuust a little. when the two finally meet each other's gaze takeshi's smile brightens, a ray of fuckin' sunshine as he presses a kiss against kai's cheek. "--rather hang out with you than anyone else, sweetness." that does, however, leave one question on the tip of his tongue.

"how fancy we talkin' here? do we gotta get dressed up? i ain't even sure if i own any fancy clothes -- ah, we got time, right? i can find somethin' no problem! ooh! y'got me all kinds of excited now -- boutta get all fuckin' dolled up fer my man--"

[sobredunia]

how do your ocs feel about birthdays? could be their own, could be others, could be in general, i dont really know them but i think its a fun question

Very interesting question! I can probably guess that this post will get long real fast so imma put it under a readmore

(all ocs used are from kenikari, i won't get into stuff like parents or siblings that don't appear or friends or whatnot. just The Gang)

Lare likes birthdays! it's a good excuse to show to your friends how much you care about them and make them happy, and the parties are fun. when it comes to celebrating her own bday, at first she just hanged out with her only real friend. with her parents inviting them over to eat cake and have fun, but after Stuff happened, it was just her and her parents going out to do stuff like bowling or laser tag

Uzomi loves to celebrate her friend's birthdays!! she loves hanging out with them and giving them presents and playing and all the fanfare. she especially loves celebrating her brother's birthday :D every year she always tries her best to make sure it's better than the last, giving him tons of presents and planning whole days of fun stuff to do. this year, though she's been planning to finally buy him one singular bday gift she had been saving up for for a long time

We don't talk about Uzomi's own birthday

Murasaki is indifferent/negative on bdays. he thinks they're annoying wastes of time that are just loud and disruptive and stupid. who cares that you're older? no one. he hasn't gone to any birthday parties of any classmates/friends and he hasn't had a party himself since he was very very young. he'd probably short-circuit if anyone remembered when his bday was, let alone buying him something. he hasnt received a single gift in a long time

Detah doesn't fully understand the concept, but it's cool, i guess. he doesn't even know when his bday is. he's 100% convinced he just spawned in the world

Bee doesnt remember what birthdays are lol. but if she ever got told she'd think it's cool. just an excuse to celebrate something and be happy and give stuff to ur friends :D. she doesnt remember when her bday is so. yeah

Mako hasn't been to a birthday party in a long time. She kinda remembers going to one or two with some classmates and having fun and watching kids open gifts, but that's about it. she does celebrate her own bday with her mom tho, and even though they've never been able to afford a grand party, she always feels like the specialest and most loved girl in the world

Alex hasn't been to those typical crowded parties with a bunch of kids, so he'd probably have anxiety through the roof if he ever got invited to one of those. His first few years his moms didnt really bother celebrating anything, but after they begun to be slightly more okay with his existence, they started to do some little things. the maid of the house has always told him "happy birthday" when the date came though

Chuyo has had the more typical parties throughout his life, both to himself and his friends. his mom never gave him anything, but at least his dad always bought him a little something, like a keychain or a bouncy ball. it's the thought that counts, he's always told himself. as he's been growing up, though, the parties got less and less grand, with him getting less gifts and being invited to less parties

Mastermind fucking loves birthdays because it's the perfect excuse to hang out with friends. she stays inside a lot. she's always preferred the ones with smaller groups of people, too, and she loves celebrating her own bday and getting gifts

[babieken]

I don’t know if you want my opinion or an ask - feel free to disagree . You can be delulu in private or with your friends but maybe not in public especially in front of your favs. I don’t know if you saw the TikTok about which Kpop idol you think you can pull which received backlash but that is harmless and I don’t know about you but I think I don’t want to be perceived by my favs and I wouldn’t want to date a celebrity. I heard you can rent out a Kpop idol to hang out with you for $40k (minimum base rate). Some of the fan calls are insane but I won’t start on that. My dad witnessed seeing fans using ladders to take photos of their favs and crowd them at an airport and he was shocked

Today there was an article published that a fan approached 97 line (NCT Jaehyun/Astro Eunwoo and BTS Jungkook) for an autograph and said no and then after they had finished collected their cups and kept them. I think the article was deleted but I saw the fan was defending their actions, there was probably more to the article but I skimmed it.

I feel like now people just want their Y/N moment? I saw there was a concert and the artist had to say this isn’t a fan sign and people were leaving during the concert because they got their moment. I feel like there is a big change since I have joined (early third generation) and I mainly stan 2nd/3rd generation.

Even though wonho will not join monsta x again, I hope we can get interactions between them. Maybe things are getting more laxxed. I don’t know if you are familiar with TVXQ but the members who left and were black listed in Korea are now promoting and have their own programs.

Anyway this is like 6 different topics in one ask lol sorry for the roller coaster ride. Happy to debate or talk more about stuff. Have a good day!

yeah that's who i was talking abt the other day when i posted that text post abt being delulu.... like YEAH my and my friends are SO DELULU in our private chats it's actually crazy but the whole "who do u think u can pull" is just....😬 it's not even new, someone else started the "trend" a while ago too and it went down pretty much the same. it sounds harmless enough in the grand scheme of delulu things kpoppies have done but it still feels off imo... i can't put my finger on it.

yeah i saw the girl talking abt the hiring idols for 40k too but tbh i don't believe it... logistically it doesn't make sense. it's too much of a risk for companies to just put their artists in a sitation like that and have it leak to the public. especially since a huge part of the idols' imagine is the whole being 'unattainable' thing. plus, if that was a thing, kazakhstan's princess wouldn't have KIDNAP vixx to meet them (true story) sldkjflfsjfls

you're right... fans seem to be getting more and more delulu and i think it's at least partially caused by the videocall fansigns... like ofc the more you give them opportunities to play pretend gf with their oppas the more delulu and entitled they get! god.... the things they sometimes ask idols to do on these phonecalls are appaling.

yeah :((((( i heard abt that!!! I'm happy that the industry is finally starting shift a little bit... i truly hope that by the time monek are finished with their military duties (around their 10th anniversary) they get to celebrate it with wonho even if he doesn't rejoing the group. i think its unfair to exclude him from their milestones since he was part of the group for most of it and is responsible for so much of their achievements...

[eregyrn-falls]

Earlier I read a post (reblogged by @scribefindegil​) that was about how people criticize stories that feature children having to fight the Big Evil themselves, and often these are criticisms of “child soldiers” and “where are the parents”, etc.  I admit, I’ve had that criticism of some works, myself; and the post is making the point that the people most likely to criticize those aspects of that kind of story aren’t the actual target audience.  Which I get!

I’m mentioning that and linking to the post because I did not want to append this in a reblog of it, since this is not meant to be a refutation of the point, or anything.  It’s just that reading that reminded me of a thing that I Really Like About Gravity Falls, and it seemed like a good jumping off point for summarizing those thoughts.  (In this, a week where we’re celebrating GF leading up to the 10th anniversary.)

You all will recognize the sequence above, of course!

I came to Gravity Falls as an adult; and, while I love Dipper and Mabel, and love watching their adventures and their growth, they weren’t my point of identification with the series.  (I’m putting that as an “and” and not a “so” or “therefore”, because I think it’s perfectly valid for adults who watched  and loved the series to identify with Dipper and Mabel!  I’m just saying this from my own perspective.)

Gravity Falls, obviously, is a balancing act (in the first season especially) with allowing the kids to have all kinds of adventures, some of which are Very Hairy, while keeping the main “parental” / adult authority figure (Stan) sidelined from those events for various reasons.  And the thing is, that worked for me.  While you are watching Season 1, I think, the impression you get is that Stan might be oblivious to some of the supernatural stuff Dipper and Mabel are dealing with; and at least, that’s what the kids believe.  (Of course we know Stan has his own deal going on and we don’t know what that is; and I know people watching S1 really question whether Stan is as oblivious as he sometimes seems.)

That works better for me than “the adults all know about the Big Evil (or the Big Problem or what have you), but they feel they cannot do anything about it and so they will not do anything about it”. 

In Stan’s case, of course, we finally get an explanation for his whole deal, and THEN the show addresses his absence from some of the supernatural problems.  He hangs a lantern on it by saying that he thought pretending he didn’t know would keep the kids from finding out, and keep them safe.  (Who knows if that really would have worked, had Dipper not found Journal 3?  I mean, probably not.  But Stan did not know that Dipper had a source telling him all about a bunch of the supernatural stuff, in his hands.)

Anyway -- what we see during Season 1 is that Dipper and Mabel are very capable of dealing with things themselves.  They’re brave and resourceful.  They’re not stepping up because the adults won’t, or can’t.  In fact, despite Dipper’s protests, they spend S1 hiding most of their adventures from Stan. (Or certainly not bringing him into their confidence; until the very end.)

But what I love is that even though Dipper and Mabel are very brave and resourceful, when push comes to shove (and when circumstances align), an adult steps up, and helps them with problems they can’t (and probably shouldn’t be) handle on their own.  (See Stan’s entrance in “Scary-oke”, above.)

This is echoed of course at the end of the series.  Once again, we get Dipper and Mabel asserting their bravery and confidence in the idea that they can deal with Bill.  And indeed, they’d just been demonstrating in a bunch of ways that they CAN fight Bill and leave a mark on him.  But I was just so, so grateful that when they said, “Save yourselves! Run! We’ll take care of Bill!”  Stan and Ford immediately protest this.

The adults aren’t going to leave the Big Evil to the kids to defeat, because the adults are too afraid, or too pessimistic, or whatever.  The adults WANT to intervene, and they are prevented from doing so.

Again, that works for me, because it allows the kids to take action, and contribute, without the narrative having them do so because there’s no other way, or no other choice.

And in the end, of course, it comes back to the adults stepping up -- to deal with the problem that originated with them, a problem that is indeed too big for the kids to defeat.

And yet, the narrative comes back and allows the kids one more huge moment of agency and triumph, where their optimism and actions ARE responsible for completing the narrative’s happy ending.

I’m not saying that every narrative has to be like this!  I just wanted to ramble a bit about something I really like about Gravity Falls and the way it handles the empowerment of its kid protagonists, alongside involving adults who do take responsibility and step in to help or to accomplish things that, really, the kids shouldn’t be left alone to deal with.

[thelazyhermits]

I managed to complete Book 4! I was worried I wouldn’t be able to after seeing all the horror story posts about Jamil’s fight lol  He was tough, but somehow, I managed to eventually get a victory 😂

While I’ll probably make a post about Book 4 like I did with the other books, I wanna cover another topic first which I’ll go into detail about underneath the cut.

From the looks of it, Christmas isn’t a thing in TW since while the NRC students go home for the “holidays” we’re never actually told what the holiday is if there is actually a named one. Sure, we could guess Christmas, but considering the kind of world this is, it’s more than likely that the holiday just doesn’t exist there.

Despite this, I see Yuu wanting to celebrate it because she has never done so before and has always wanted to, and that’s especially the case now that she actually has friends. 

That’s why as December approaches Yuu starts working on presents for those she considers friends, which consists of the Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, and Octanivelle guys as well as Malleus and Grim since those are the people she interacts with the most at this point in the timeline. 

Plus, these are the guys who know about Yuu being from another world since all the guys from dorms that have had an Overblot case by this point in time find out about her situation and her Quirk, so she won’t have to come up with an excuse for why she’s giving out gifts for a holiday that technically doesn’t exist. 

In the case of Malleus, Yuu reveals that she’s another world to him during one of their late night strolls since it’s just so easy to talk to him, and she always feels safe/comfortable with him so she felt that she can trust him with that personal information. 

(As far as the Octotrio is concerned, she’s not really sure how to describe her relationship with them. She thinks she can consider them friends, but she’s not entirely sure how they view her so she wonders if the friendship might be one-sided, which would make her slightly reluctant to call them her friends cause of how awkward that would be if they really don’t view her as such.

At the very least, they are the people she works with so she’d like to do something nice for them since they do treat her well for the most part. Plus, she’s afraid of what Floyd might do to her if he finds out she gave gifts to others and not him lol)

After the events of Book 4, Yuu also gets presents for Kalim & Jamil since they’re people she wants to become good friends with. Technically, she already was friends with Kalim, but since they didn’t really hang out a lot up until this point, Yuu didn’t know if she should give him a present or not.

(Her interactions with Kalim before Book 4 started with her helping him put the fire out on his butt at the entrance ceremony, and from there on, their interactions mostly consisted of him approaching her whenever he saw her to have a friendly chat or him and Jamil joining her by chance when she was using the school’s kitchen. And there was the one time when he volunteered his and Jamil’s services to help Yuu one day when she was studying for her final exams in the library.)

Yuu also ends up doing last minute Christmas presents for Idia & Ortho during the winter break since that’s when she first gets the chance to hang out with Idia and she found herself wanting to do something for the brothers after spending that time with them.

Plus, Yuu just really wanted to help cheer up the usually gloomy Idia and help put him more at ease around her, and she thought a Christmas present would be the perfect way to do that

(Up until that point, Yuu had only interacted with Ortho whom she first meets after Book 2 during one of her shifts at Sam’s shop when Ortho comes by to make a purchase for Idia. Since they got along well during that first encounter, they always ended up chatting with each other whenever they saw each other at the store.

It was during these chats that Yuu learned about Idia and how he rarely leaves his room which worries Ortho who would like for his brother to go out more.

Yuu tried to provide as helpful advice as she could since she has a weak spot for cute faces like Ortho’s. Plus, he’s one of the sweetest people on campus and has that kid-like innocence to him, so she can’t help but be immensely fond of him.

Eventually, Ortho came up with the idea of introducing Yuu to Idia once he heard about all the friends Yuu has via her telling him about all the crazy hijinks she gets into thanks to Ace/Deuce/Grim and her encounters with the other dorms.

Because Yuu’s social skills stat appears to be very high level in Ortho’s opinion and she doesn’t have the kind of personality that would overwhelm Idia, Ortho thought she’d be the perfect person to introduce to his brother to help him make friends.

That’s why Ortho told Yuu that he and his brother will be staying at the dorm during the winter break and invited her to pay them a visit when she’s free since he’d love to introduce her to Idia.

While Yuu wasn’t too convinced that she’ll be able to work the kind of magic that Ortho is hoping for, Yuu agreed to pay the brothers a visit since she couldn’t deny feeling curious about Idia, and she’s never visited their dorm before so she can’t help but be curious about it. Plus, Ortho’s just too cute to say no to lol

So, after Book 4′s events, Yuu paid the Ignihyde dorm a visit with Grim, and because Ortho never told him about this in advance, Idia was very shocked and really out of sorts thanks to their visit. Meanwhile, Grim was panicking because his first encounter with Idia, whom he had met before in the past, involved Idia unintentionally scaring the hell out of him lol

As expected, Idia was not very fond of Ortho’s idea to help with his social skills, but Ortho eventually wore him down which is how the start of Yuu’s “playdates” with the Shroud brothers began haha)

To get the funds she’ll need, Yuu works extra shifts at the Mostro Lounge and helps out at Sam’s store whenever she can to earn enough money that she can afford presents for everyone.

Unlike in canon, Yuu knows about winter break ahead of time since it didn’t really make sense to me that Yuu/Grim were seemingly unware of it right up until school let out for the break lol So she’s been planning for Christmas for a while. 

Since winter break starts before Christmas Day, Yuu hands out the presents before the guys leave for home and tells them that they can either open them right away or save it for Christmas like what’s done in her world. 

(Riddle, Deuce, & Jack actually wait until Christmas Day to open their presents. Meanwhile, everyone else either opens the present as soon as they get home or saves it for later but still ends up opening it before the 25th.)

In the case of the Octotrio, Yuu had considered waiting until Christmas to deliver their presents once she learned that they were staying at NRC for the winter break, but once Floyd caught onto what she was doing, he wanted his present effective immediately so she ended up handing them out to the Octotrio after the Tweels so kindly escorted her and Grim to the Mostro Lounge for the present gifting after everyone else left for home lol 

For Grim’s present, Yuu bought a special magical chest from Sam’s store that has a large storage capacity and can also keep food preserved thanks to the magic enchanting it. She filled it with different snacks/dishes that she made which Grim can pull out whenever he so desires. She also made him a new bow since the one he normally wears is tattered at the ends.

(I don’t know if I mentioned this in a previous post, but Yuu knows how to sew and can do it quite well since she’s been doing it for years.

She had no choice but to learn since she had to fix her clothes whenever they got torn because Mumei wouldn’t buy her new clothes unless absolutely necessary so she needed to make the best use of her clothing for as long as possible.

And Mumei would make her fix other things too if he didn’t feel like spending the money to buy new things.

Yuu doesn’t, however, know how to knit when she first comes to NRC, but I like the idea of her learning while she’s at NRC. Maybe she gets a book that can teach her how to knit from Sam and ends up getting some help from him and Crewel who both strike me as the type who know how to do it. Sam just seems like the type that’s good at anything with his hands while Crewel probably knows how to do anything related to fashion including how to make knitwear.)

For Ace, she made a goodie bag of his favorite snacks and a pair of gloves that has the ace of hearts design. She added a special pocket to the gloves so he can hide cards there whenever he’s doing magic tricks or trying to scam people with card games. (The latter of which she normally disapproves of, but she doesn’t mind it when he’s putting people in their place after they were causing their group of friends trouble.)

Deuce got a similar present. However, his gloves have a spade design and were made of a special material, which she got from Sam’s shop, that ensures the wearer can always have a good grip and keeps the wearer’s hands heated. Yuu made them with Deuce’s love of driving his magiwheel in mind since she knew he’d need a good grip on his magiwheel’s handles, and she wanted to make sure his hands were kept warm when he was driving at breakneck speed in the winter.

Riddle’s present was similar to Grim’s. Yuu got him a chest that she filled with strawberry tarts and other tasty desserts since she knew he wouldn’t have easy access to them while at home for the holidays. She also made him a handkerchief that she decorated with roses, hearts, and a red hedgehog.

For Trey, Yuu made a goodie bag of snacks and bought a notebook that she filled with lots of dessert recipes from her world that she thought he would be interested in since they aren’t a thing in TW like Japanese cheesecake. She filled it with her own personal notes so it would have that old, been-in-the-family-for-a-while cookbook feel. She also filled it with cute doodles and notes of encouragement since she knew he’d be working hard during the break at his family’s bakery.

Yuu also bought a notebook for Cater, but for him, she filled the pages with letters to him where she talked about anything and everything she could think of that she thought he might find entertaining, sharing lots of things about her world and things happening at school that he might have missed, since he had expressed how he wasn’t looking forward to dealing with his sisters bossing him around at home, and she had wanted to give him something he could look at each day to help cheer him up. There are also plenty of encouraging messages and doodles for that reason. He also got a goodie bag, but unlike the others, his wasn’t filled with sweets since he doesn’t like them, so she made spicy treats instead, which Grim taste-tested for her since she can’t handle spicy food. 

Because she knew how Leona felt about his family and having to be around them during the winter break, Yuu decided to make his Christmas present a care package that she told him to not open unless he’s in a bad mood. She did that because the care package was made for the sake of helping Leona cheer up when he gets in the kind of mood he always does when at home, which is why Yuu filled it with snacks he likes, brain teaser puzzles she thought he might enjoy, some of which she got from Sam’s shop while others she handmade and based off puzzles from her world, a notebook that Yuu filled with descriptions of mystery novels she read in her world since she sometimes shares theses stories with Leona to see if he can solve the mysteries, and notes she wrote him to cheer him up/entertain him.

In one of those notes, Yuu teasingly wrote that while Cheka is definitely the cutest Kingscholar she knows Leona will always be her favorite. 

A present for Cheka was also included in the care package which was a goodie bag of snacks and a stuffed animal made to look like Leona. Yuu did this because she wanted to give Cheka a present, and she thought Leona could pass it along to Cheka during a moment when he needed to distract his nephew and get a break from him, although she adds in the sticky note attached to that present that she still wants Leona to play with Cheka and not try to escape him the whole time he’s home lol

Ruggie’s present was like Grim/Riddle’s, except it was a fanny pack rather than a chest. Yuu filled it with lots of delicious dishes/snacks for him to eat and share with the kids and his grandma back home. She also made him some socks that have a hyena-themed design.

For Jack, Yuu made him a snow cap that accommodates his ears since he had told her that he likes snowboarding/skiing which he would be doing once he got home. She also made him a goodie bag of snacks that he could share between himself and his younger siblings.

For Malleus’s gift, Yuu made him a goodie bag of treats and a scarf which she decorated with gargoyles. She likely gave him his present first since she never knows when he’ll drop by for a visit, and she wanted to make sure she delivered it to him before he left for the winter break. 

Yuu had the hardest time deciding what to get for the Octotrio, but eventually, she got the idea of using the pretty gemstones that she had collected when she had been exploring the Coral Sea with the Tweels after they had kidnapped her and made her spend the day with them following her first failed attempt to get into the Atlantica museum.

For Jade, she, with Sam’s help, had a pair of cufflinks made, using some of the gems which were made to look like mushrooms. She also gave him a notebook that she filled with mushroom dish recipes and puns/jokes, the latter of which made Jade pretty much useless for a while because he couldn’t stop chuckling, much to Azul’s exasperation. 

For Floyd, Yuu got him some shoelaces that, with Sam’s help, she was able to get some eels, that were made from the ocean gemstones, crafted at the tips of them. She also got some shoe soles from Sam that are not only incredibly soft/comfortable but also enchanted to protect the wearer’s feet and make the wearer’s steps more light-footed. Since Floyd enjoys dancing/parkour, Yuu wanted to give him something that could be useful in that regard.

For Azul, she used the gemstones to get a cute octopus tie pin made for him. In addition to that, Yuu filled a notebook with recipes and popular business models from her world that she thought he’d be interested in. She also threw in some compliments and encouraging messages at random throughout the notebook since she thought it’d be funny to imagine him smirking at all the money making ideas before getting blindsided by a compliment haha

Kalim was another hard person to shop for since he can afford to get literally anything. That’s why, in the end, Yuu decided to make something for him rather than try to buy something.

(Because the Scarabia duo’s gifts were last minute, Yuu got what she needed from town which she visited with the Octotrio since they were bored and didn’t have anything better to do lol)

After buying the necessary materials and a book to teach her the process, Yuu made a bracelet for Kalim since she had remembered seeing many times on TV how friends would make bracelets for each other as an expression of friendship, and she thought Kalim would appreciate a heartfelt gift like that.

Unlike with Kalim, Yuu didn’t have a hard time deciding on what to get for Jamil since she had something in mind before she went shopping. 

Jamil’s present ended up becoming two separate presents since she wanted to give him the present she first came up with to him in private.

For the present Yuu gave him while in the company of Kalim, Yuu gave Jamil a handmade hair tie since she had wanted to make something for him like what she did for Kalim, but she didn’t want to give him the same thing as Kalim for obvious reasons.

Once the two were alone, Yuu gave Jamil the present she bought in town, which was a ring that matched the one she bought for herself. She made them both into necklaces since they can be hidden under their clothing since she figured that’s how Jamil would prefer it if he ever wished to actually wear it.

When she gave him the present, she told him it was a promise ring. The ring is a symbol of Yuu’s desire to help Jamil achieve the freedom he deserves. She promised that she’ll do whatever she can to help him find the kind of freedom she finally gained when she came to NRC.

Yuu wanted to give him something that would be a reminder to them both of her promise and also be a reminder to him that he has someone he can call an ally if he so wishes.

Since she doesn’t really know Idia very well at this point, Yuu refrained from trying to find a material gift for him. Instead, she went the food route and makes some cat shaped cookies for him since she knew he loves cats and enjoys sweets thanks to all the sweet snacks she has seen Ortho buy for him at Sam’s store.

Yuu also made him a character bento based on an anime character she learned that he likes after spending some time with him since she thought that would be something an otaku like him would enjoy haha

Yuu was very glad she stocked up before the winter break and that Sam kindly gave her a bunch of discounts, so she had the ingredients she needed.

For Ortho, Yuu ended up buying him a board game that involves solving mysteries (aka like Clue) with Azul’s help since he knew a store in town that she could get good board games from. She picked out this gift because Ortho told her that he likes board games and because he always enjoyed talking about mystery novels with her in the past, which is a favorite topic of hers to discuss.

In the end, she just figured that the best gift for Ortho would be something they could do together that they’d have an equal amount of fun doing.

Since the Shroud brothers don’t know she’s from another world by this point in the timeline, Yuu just told them that where she’s from it’s common to give gifts at this time of the year, and they thankfully didn’t press the matter since they just assumed it was a tradition in the town she came from.

Regarding what the guys do in return, they do give Yuu presents. The ones who went home for the break bring her back something when they return to NRC at the end of the winter break, and the Octotrio, Scarabia duo, and Shroud brothers get her something before the end of the break.

While I’m currently drawing a blank on the majority of those gifts, I do like the idea of Malleus giving Yuu a ring that he made using his magic which can summon a shield of sorts to protect her from magic attacks thanks to the protective charm he added to it since he wanted to give her something that would keep her safe. That gift was passed along to her when Lilia dropped off the holiday greeting card Malleus sent her.

[rafescoke]

hiiiii!!

Can I please request a rafe x reader based on that song need to know by doja cat.

Basically the reader heard rumors about the rafe’s and he’s past with his ex. Basically all saying how he was a 10/10 on bed. The reader is furious but sad and quickly confronts the rafe. You can choose the ending. Smut or fluff ending!!

Also pls post the rafe x reader, jj fic with the 19 chapters plsssss!!!! I beg you!

Need To Know ; Rafe Cameron

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#Part 1

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x reader

Summary: The reader confronts Rafe about his past

Warnings: Straight smut, hella angst, substance, swearing, Rafe being a total dick

A/N: this one shot’s too long but i hope you will love it. i poured all my love into this however this isn’t my best work and im sorry!! 

p.s, i’m always open for requests <3

“Hey! thanks for coming,” Topper smiled, hugging Rafe’s side before kissing (Y/N)’s cheeks. He ushered them both to the middle of the ongoing party, to the centre where all of Rafe’s friends were hanging out. 

(Y/N) is never a fan of parties, especially the ones that she will have to tug on Rafe’s collars for them to finally enjoy the night alone. However, she passed up the chance of watching netflix with her partner tonight to go to Topper’s birthday party, since, it was, well, Topper’s celebration. 

If it had not been for Topper, she wouldn’t even bat an eye to this party, especially when she knows the amount of girls silently crushing on her boyfriend of 6 months now. Rafe’s incredibly handsome, with his hair messily parted and his blue eyes shining everytime they’re exposed to the glowing sunlight of Obx. . .  (Y/N) couldn’t justify why he would even choose her. 

“What are you thinking?” Rafe playfully groaned, pulling his girlfriend’s waist near him. His fingers played with the hem of her dress, giggling when she hissed, swatting his hands away. “Seriously. You’ve been quiet since we got out of the car.”

“I just don’t like the attention’s you’re getting tonight,” she sighed, rolling her eyes when Rafe poked her, an amused expression plastered on his face. “I shouldn’t have told you that. Now you’re this proud prick.”

Rafe laughed, throwing his head back, his hands still around her waist. She waited for him to regain his posture before kissing his cheeks. 

“Go and find Topper. I know you want to kiss him.”

“Not as much as I want to kiss you,” Rafe replied, laughing again when (Y/N) stuck her tongue out at him before walking away to go and get some drinks for herself. In truth, Rafe doesn’t understand why she would feel so inferior towards other girls; she’s simply the most beautiful girl he’ve ever laid his eyes on. No one can ever compare to (Y/N), and that’s for sure.

(Y/N) muttered a thanks when someone handed her a beer, standing on her toes to search for her friends. When she couldn’t see any of them, she began making her way towards Rafe and Topper. She decided that instead of waiting alone in the resting area of the club while everybody else is socialising, she would rather listen to whatever Rafe and his friends were conversing, knowing that somehow she’ll find something interesting in the discussion.

That was when she bumped into a figure, causing the person to drop the drink they were holding onto her front dress. (Y/N) groaned, not liking how she was already ruining the branded new dress she bought with Rafe. The smell of strong alcohol wafted into her nostrils, causing her to scrunch her nose.

“Watch where you’re going,” the person said, and  (Y/N) rolled her eyes before finally leaving the scene, not wanting to stir any unnecessary drama. She knows it will always end up dirty and Rafe will have to calm her down in the car. 

(Y/N) pushed her way through the swarm of sweaty bodies as the dress reeked with alcohol clung onto her body, and she momentarily regretted her choice of wearing a skin tight short sequin dress to a club where dropping drinks on someone is just something that is bound to happen.

She sighed when she finally reached the bathroom, quickly washing her stains with the cheap toilet paper. It left some white bits on her dress when she finally removed them, and she groaned again before washing the fabric under the running water. Her day was going totally bad, and she dreamed of the night she could’ve spent with Rafe if only Topper wasn’t born on yesterday’s date 19 years ago. 

“That’s what I’m saying!” a loud voice shrieked, followed by group of shrill laughs. “God, I really wish I’m still with him.”

(Y/N) raised her brows at the familiar voice, but thought none of it. Topper wouldn’t invite Rafe’s ex, he knows what she did to him. There was no way she was allowed to be in the private part of the club, unless someone had brought her as their plus one. 

(Y/N) shook her head at the thought, trying to focus on the stains that seemed to be making everything hard for her.

“He has this habit of running his fingers through his hair when he’s receiving head,” the voice continued, and  (Y/N) stopped in her tracks.

That’s exactly Rafe. Whoever the voice was, she was talking about Rafe. Rafe has this habit of running his long fingers through his hair while he’s whimpering, and it always drives (Y/N) crazy. 

She thought nothing of it, thinking about the possibility of another guy doing the same thing. It’s a common thing anyways; she wasn’t going to pull the crazy jealous girlfriend card that night.

She turned to pull another tissue paper, her ears still intently listening to the group of friends who seemed to not mind receiving any attention from their bold topic. 

“Now he’s with that (Y/L/N) girl. I honestly don’t get why he would be with her. Oh and-” the voice squealed, “Do you know that Rafe called me when they were talking?” 

What?

“What?” her friends asked in disbelief, and  (Y/N) didn’t move a muscle. She pressed her back against the tiled walls, listening close. Her heartbeat beat faster, and she could feel her head getting lighter.

“Yes! It was like, the first month they started getting close? He told me he couldn’t get over me and that he tried everything including finding me in her.”

(Y/N) felt the walls closing in, and quickly got to her feet to splash some water onto her face. She felt like dying right then and right there, but she knew she had to at least hear more to, now identified, Rafe’s ex girlfriend.

“He drove to my house and we just talked, you know. . . and then he told me something, and I refused. He got mad, I guess, and we fought like always, and he left me to be with that girl until today. Kinda sucks to be her, you know? Like the second choice kind of thing?” she continued, an amused tone lacing in her voice.

At that point,  (Y/N) had heard enough. She walked towards the exit as fast as her heels could take her, not stopping to stay goodbye to her now approaching friends. She could feel her hot tears crashing down, but she didn’t feel like crying in the club and having random strangers coming up to her to soothe her down.

When the night breeze hit her square on the face as she finaly exited the suffocating club, she let out the hardest cry ever as she tried to find any available taxis through her tears. There were none, seeing that it was only 9 p.m. and people had just starting to arrive, so she decided to walk to nowhere until she finds any yellow vehicle.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” a voice called out from behind her, and she turned when a hand pulled her shoulder. “What the fuck? Are you okay? Where’s Rafe?”

“Kelce, I’m not feeling good. I just want to go home, okay? Please, oh my god. I can’t do this right now,” she cried, covering her eyes with her palm. Kelce pulled her into a side hug, allowing her tears on his new t-shirt. When she finally soothed down, he tried to find an answer in her face again.

“What happened?”

“I can’t tell you now, I just-” she took a deep breath, “I just can’t. Can you um, call a Uber for me, please? My phone’s with Rafe.”

“What? Why would your phone-” he sighed, taking out his own phone. “Borrow my phone. It’s safer this way. Call a Uber, get home, and don’t do anything stupid. Okay?”

(Y/N) nodded, kissing Kelce’s cheeks before ordering a Uber, waiting by the sidewalk impatiently. She was scared Rafe would come out to look for her, and she didn’t feel like talking to him. 

She felt like shooting him in his ribs until he’s begging for her to stop. 

When she got home, her fingers trembling and her dress now ruined, she stripped out of her clothes and got under her covers. Her mother tried asking her about why she had come home earlier than expected with a running mascara and a smudged lipstick, but decided to let it pass when she didn’t answer, knowing that something has indeed happened. 

She felt like screaming. She had trusted him so much, and he was even the first guy to take her virginity. Now she felt disgusted, thinking about how she had allowed herself to the sweet words he had given her before.

She couldn’t ignore the memory of the night she first experienced sex with him, and the whole sweet care he had provided after.

It was Friday the 13th, and Rafe decided it will be a good night to watch some type of a horror movie.  (Y/N) agreed, being a fan of horror, but until one point, she was bored with the super-slow plot and boring characters. 

She played with Rafe’s fingers, intertwining them with hers, before she got an idea midway of the female character’s scream that echoed throughout her bedroom. 

“Rafe,” she said, and Rafe hummed in response. His eyes were fixated to the screen, not paying any attention to her. She whined, “Rafe. . .”

“Yeah?” He finally looked down to her, and laughed when he saw the face she gave him. “What the hell is wrong with you? The best part’s coming up. Watch it, the guy’s going to- fuck.”

(Y/N) had slipped her hand into his basketball shorts, teasing the outline of his v-line. Rafe’s breath shuddered, and he grabbed her hands before things escalate.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He grunted.

“I just wanna try something,” she replied innocently, and Rafe swore he felt like his heart stopping right then and right there. She was that sweet girl, and he has never saw this side of her.

“Can I?” she asked, and with a tiny nod, she continued her movements as Rafe’s eyes stayed glued on the television screen, though his mind was already on cloud nine. 

She was so good, and Rafe couldn’t explain the feeling inside of him when he watched her palmed him, her mouth slightly open and her hair falling down to her shoulders. Rafe felt like attacking every inch of her, wanting to give anything that she desired. 

“Stop,” he said, closing his eyes. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum from just your hands.”

“I want you to,” she said, and Rafe cursed. He liked, scratch that, he loved and is obsessed with the way she did anything to him, with her innocent eyes and her teasing smile. He felt like fucking her numb every single time she purposely brushed her hands against his buldge in the restaurant or bumping her bottoms against him when playing golf.

And when she would deny her actions, god, he felt like giving his all to her until she couldn’t walk.

“Rafe,” she said again, with that gint in her eyes. She leaned onto him, and he shievered when he felt her lips brushing with his earlobes. 

“I want you to fuck me.”

Rafe groaned, not wanting to look her in the eyes, afraid that he would do things he will regret the next morning. He felt her fingers around his chin, forcing him to look at her. 

“Please.”

“You told me you wanted to wait,” he said softly.

“I’m done waiting,” she had said, and that was enough for Rafe to crash his lips against her soft ones, pushing her lightly to her queen sized bed. He felt her hands playing with the hem of his shorts, and being an impatience fuck like his dad, he guided her hands to his already hard penis, craving for her touch.

“Fuck,” he groaned, closing his eyes to the euphoric feeling starting to form in the pit of his stomach. His fingers fumbled with her shorts, trying to untie the waistband, and grunted when he couldn’t gues the knot.

(Y/N) giggled, untying the ribbon, sliding her shorts to the edge of her bed as Rafe waited with his eyes staring at her hands eagerly, like a prey waiting to attack. 

Once her shorts were off, Rafe didn’t waste anymore time to place kisses from her stomach down to the sides of her aching core.  (Y/N) couldn’t take it anymore, after so many nights of trying to picture this exact moment in her head whilst fingering herself, pretending like it has been Rafe’s fingers instead of herself, she wanted to feel him around her so bad. 

“Please, Rafe,” she begged, looking at him with the innocent eyes again. She moaned when he inserted his fingers in her, pleasuring her the way pornstars would from the many porn videos his cousin had taught him to watch since he was 10 before.

“Oh my god,” she screamed, not able to comprehend the strange feeling in her stomach. She tried to close her legs, only for Rafe to gripped them apart tightly, his eyebrows furrowing.

“Do that again and I’ll leave you hanging.”

It was the way he had said that that left  (Y/N) all red, pushing herself against him to reach her end. She felt a sudden feeling approaching, and gripped Rafe’s wrist to tell him. 

Rafe laughed when she had came around his dingers, feeling her juice soaking up his fingers and her bedsheet.  (Y/N) sighed, still heaving from her high, making a mental note in her head to love this other side of Rafe Cameron.

“Suck,” he said, placing his two soaked fingers in front of her face and watched her as she sucked on them like a little girl who’s licking off a lollipop that her mother had bought for her. He felt like cumming just from the sight of her face.

“I want you inside me,” she had said again, and Rafe groaned to look away, not wanting to be a regret she had made the next morning. He looked at her again when she sat on his lap, looking at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Please?” she whispered, and before he knew it, she licked his ear to the the side of his lip before placing a soft peck on his lips.

Rafe has never removed his basketball shorts as fast as he did that night, not even when he had felt an animal crawling in his pants in the pet shop when he was 8 that resulted Sarah into having a laughing fit when they found out that a hamster had gotten into his pants.

He positioned himself in front of her slit, waiting for any new demands for him to stop now that she had changed her mind. But there was nothing, only  (Y/N) demanding for him, and without wasting any more time, he slowly slided into her, strecthing her hole.

He grunted when she felt her closing in, knowing that if she kept doing that, he’ll finish straight away.  (Y/N) screamed as he fucked her with a quick pace, causing him to quickly pull her head close to him to whisper into her ear.

“Shut up, princess. Don’t want mummy and daddy to wake up, do we?”

(Y/N) shook her head, wanting to reach her end soon. She moaned against her mattress, smelling Rafe’s scent from it, and liking the way he would whimper when he hit her g-spot.

“I’m so close, baby, fuck-” he cursed, his pace getting sloppier. His fingers with his cold rings intertwined with hers as he slammed into her for good measure, and pulling out to aim on her face as she tried to regain her breath.

(Y/N)  felt a shot of hot load landing on her face as she finally looked up to him, his sweaty chest heaving from the ungodly practice they just did. Rafe groaned, feeling himself getting hard again from the sight of her with his load all over her, and quickly turned away to grab a clean towel to clean her up.

That night, with a soft lullaby playing from  (Y/N)’s record player that Rafe had bought for her in Italy, he ran his fingers through her hair as she snuggled close, watching the moonlight brightened the ocean.

Rafe sighed, now wrapping his arms around her, forcing himself to not touch her breast in any way. “I’m sorry if it wasn’t what you had pictured in your mind.”

“Are you kidding?” she turned to face him, “God, Rafe. That’s exactly how I wanted it with you.”

Rafe chuckled and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, “God. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Riing! Riing!

(Y/N) wiped her tears with her fingers before pressing on the green button, bringing the phone to her ears when she saw Topper’s name. She decided that he deserved an explanation after she had ran off from his birthday party.

“Tops?”

“Hey, baby, you didn’t pick up my call. I have to use Topper’s phone but, um-”  (Y/N) heard the crowd sang happy birthday, “But um, are you okay? Kelce told me you were crying and I-”

“I’m fine. You should sing happy birthday to Topper.”

“I’ll be there in a bit,” he said to a voice in the background, and tried to talk to her again. “What is it, baby? The line’s kinda shitty here. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

“Okay. I know you’re not. Can you please tell me what happened?”

“It’s nothing, Rafe. Go and enjoy yourself.”

“God,  (Y/N), don’t pull this shit on me,” he sighed, and she waited until the background noise lessen. “Okay, I’m at the smoking area. Can you please tell me what happened?”

“You used me.”

“I’m - what?” he asked, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I heard her talking about how you drove to see her and you told her that you tried finding her in me,” she finaly confessed, her voice breaking. A tear slowly rolled down her red cheeks and she quickly wiped them away.

“Baby, it’s not how it sounds like.”

“Then what is it?” she yelled, clutching onto Kelce’s phone like it was her life support. “Fuck, Rafe, I gave you my everything.”

“Baby, I swear, it’s just-”  

(Y/N) waited for him to finish his sentence, and sucked in a breath when she heard the voice that had caused her this misery.

“Rafe! What are you doing here?”

“Fuck,  (Y/N), I’ll come by to your house, okay? Please, don’t do anything stupid, I’m coming back home-”

(Y/N) pressed the end call, letting go of the breath she was holding before finally throwing her head back against the pillow. 

#Part 2

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[alreadyblondenow]

I loved you first, but you’re not the last

“....You’re special so it requires extra effort. Happy Valentines and happy first day of being a couple,”

Pairing: Mark Lee x female!reader

Genre: Angst, SMUT, fluff, childhood best friends to lovers

WC: 4,588k

Warnings: Fake dating, break up,swearing, mentions or other idol, reader x Taeyong in the end, Taeyong as Mark’s brother, unprotected sex, virginity loss, a lot of making out, mentions of making out, touching, a small amount of dirty talking, oral sex (female receiving), overstimulation

A/N: NOT PROOFREAD. I’ll fix it once I get my internet connection back. Gosh I hope this posts. Part of Request Party

It was in the middle of the night when you received a call that did not just woke you up, but also woke your whole being. Body, mind and soul.

“You’re back?” crankily you sat up from bed, scratching your heavy eyes and about to get out of bed because the person on the other line is right outside your house, waiting for you.

He has been away and gone for too long because of college... and you should be excited as you go downstairs to meet him, but you know why he’s here and it’s no good news. Let’s face it, this night will not end nice.

“Here goes nothing,” you murmured. Wrapping yourself with your thick jacket before you finally step outside.

And the moment you opened the door, snow was falling and you didn’t miss how the snow landed peacefully on Mark’s eyelashes. Eyes looking straight to you, those sad eyes that can’t hide the pain that he’s holding. A pain that you caused.

You wanted to finally reunite first with a hug, but he got ahead of you and took your chance to show him how much you missed him.

“How could you?” he started, eyes still locked on yours. “I thought we were going to wait and do it right- how could you date my brother while I was away?”

Even you find it cruel. What you did to Mark was cruel, selfish, and unforgivable. And truth be told, you don’t have the right words now. You wanted to explain of course, but you’re scared it might break him even more. “I love your brother,” you said softly. Not even brave enough to look him in the eye because you feel bad.

“You loved me first,” he bite back. And you can’t help but be weak in front of him and cry. Usually whenever you cry, he will walk towards you and remind you how much you mean to him. But you guess not tonight, maybe you don’t deserve love tonight.

“You left me, remember?” you dried your tears and tried being brave even just for a short period. Just until you have the guts to walk away.

“Whatever. It’s not yet too late. Choose me. Marry me. Let me make you happy,”

He finally said his true purpose tonight. This was his last chance and the only to win you back. But even though he has never been more honest in his whole life except tonight, he feels like not even telling you his feelings can bring you back to him. Mark was so frustrated that he has tears in his eyes already that you wanted to dry so bad. But if you really want him to respect the relationship you have with his brother, then this is the perfect time.

“I may have loved you first, but your brother is the last man I’ll love. I’m sorry Mark,”

And just as you finish saying those hurtful words, you finally have the bravery to turn your back on him and ignore his shouting that you’re sure your parents and neighbors heard. This is you throwing a decade of good friendship because of unrequited love.

FOUR YEARS AGO

The day before Valentines day, you don’t know what’s up with your mood or with you in general, because you’ve been so envy with the people around you, couples to be exact. As you admire happy couples in school who celebrates Valentines as early as now, you can’t help but to imagine someone.... someone that will give you flowers, chocolates... kisses, or whatever you’ll accept in whole heartedly.

Valentines is like Christmas, it’s a day of giving and receiving. But that only applies if you have someone special whom you can spend the day with and exchange shiny, glittery, and sparkling Valentine cards with.

“I can be your fake boyfriend, come on it will be fun,” he raises his seagull eyebrows and smirked. Come to think of it, it’s not a bad idea. You’ve been best friends even before kindergarten, you watch each other grow and went through puberty together until the next thing you know, you’re printing college applications together in your room because his printer broke down.

“Let’s not go to college without having the experience of high school love... you know, let’s have fun before we graduate with flying colors. Let’s go to parties, participate in Valentine-gram tomorrow, go to prom together. What do you say?” he added.

“But everything’s fake? What’s the point of fake dating if we already look like were dating ever since we started being friends?” You whine and flop on your bed, Mark did the same thing.

“Don’t think about it too much, just say yes,” for a moment you both just stared at the ceiling, wondering what could go wrong if you started fake dating. “Anyway, you don’t have a choice. I need to get home and answer these- Bye, you’re my girlfriend now!”

“W-what? Mark-“

And just before you could reason out with him, he’s gone with his college applications and you’re left with your thoughts and excitement. You don’t know why but Mark’s crazy idea made your heart jump, it’s like a good electricity that made you look for your art materials and spend the whole evening making your fake boyfriend a blue shiny, glittery, and sparkling Valentine card.

Even if the motive was fake, the effort was real and it felt good and right at that very moment.

But little did you know that his idea of fake dating was only his way to not shock you when he finally confess his feelings to you.

That’s right, your best friend is in love with you.

If she wears blue tomorrow I will confess to her. He tells himself as he stares in his ceiling, feeling the same excitement and electricity in his heart. Trying so hard to sleep but he kept on thinking about you and can’t help but feel the excitement for tomorrow again.

“You and Y/n started dating? Since when?” Mark’s mother exclaimed happily while driving. Looking at his son admire the roses he got you from the flower shop downtown.

“We’re just starting mom. Thanks for helping me pick these up by the way,”

“Oh there she is! Wearing blue! Oh I never realized how you two grew such good looking kids until now,”

Mark breathed in and let it out with a smile, thankful that you wore his favorite color, because he can’t continue to hide his feelings for you. Maybe you and him are really bound to happen.

As you wave goodbye to Mrs. Lee with a bright smile, there you see Mark carrying a unique bouquet of roses and your eyes immediately went big and sparkled because. Not to mention your heart beats so hard and fast because he looked so handsome even in his casual clothes.

“Wow- I’m speechless, these are beautiful. Where did you get these?” you accept the bouquet as he hands it to you with a smile. Engraving the look of your face in his mind and heart, swearing to himself that from now on he will make you happy like this everyday.

“It’s a secret. You’re special so it requires extra effort. Happy Valentines and happy first day of being a couple,” he said and planted a kiss on your forehead. Something so natural for you and him, but today is different. Nonetheless, you believe that today will be a beautiful and eventful day.

In the see of people wearing red and white in your school’s hallway, you and Mark are happy wearing blue. Such a sad color but you wearing it makes him the happiest guy today. Everywhere you look has a dash of red and pink, hearts are hanged here and there and almost everyone has red roses on their hand... except you.

Because you’re holding a bouquet of rainbow roses.

This year’s Valentines wasn’t like any other Valentine’s you usually have. Today you have Mark.

You have Mark to hold your hand while you walk on the school’s hallway. You have Mark to look at you so lovingly that your heart melts whenever you catch him looking. You have Mark to take you out on a date after school and take cute photos in a photo booth. You have Mark to share a big drink with two straws.

And most especially, you have Mark to kiss you under the dark sky full of stars in front of your house.

His lips were soft as expected. And the way his tongue swipes on your lip in the most subtle way just makes you want him to kiss more. He smiled in between kissing when you pulled him closer and kiss him more when he was about to pull away. And oh! You did not miss the way he softly moans, such music to your ears but sad to say you can only hear them tonight.

“Did you liked my Valentine card? I left it in your locker,”

You finally pulled away and surprised him. Wiping away the spit from your mouth, you wiped Mark’s as well. He only smiled to you and you wish he would stop doing it because you’re growing a little crush on him already.

“It’s full of glitters, it’s blue and it has watermelons. Of course I love it” he said then did it again, melted your heart with that damn handsome smile.

“Good,” you said softly, fixing his hoodie and finally giving him a bear hug that he deserves. “I don’t want this night to end,” you finally admitted it.

“Then let’s not end it,”

“Wait, you’re not faking anymore aren’t you-“

And just like that Mark cut you off with a deep kiss. Nothing like how he kissed you earlier. This time he was holding you tight that you’re almost out if breath and you feel like he’s about to crush you anytime. But the way he kissed you... it’s his way of confessing his love to you.

On the following days, everything changed between you and Mark. Though it’s clear that what you feel for him is only just a crush now and he knows it, still the guy is hopeful that you will love him like how he loves you.

Mark is the perfect definition of consistent. He showed you how he feels for you each day, and each day he became better than the day before, sweeter and bolder. He was putting everything on the line for you, showering you the love he has always kept in him. That’s why, in a matter of months you finally made it official with him and you can’t wait what the future has in store for the both of you.

“What do you love about me?” you asked out of nowhere while he was in the middle of playing his guitar. It wasn’t a hard question, but it made him stop and think for a second.

“I love how you give me constant reasons to love you even more each day,” the first line was enough, but Mark has more to say. “The way you kiss my cheek in the most friendly way but it always meant something to me, how you accepted me to be your friend and now boyfriend. I love how you love me, because being loved back by you is something so special that only us can understand”

What he said moved you of course. You didn’t know that he loves you deeply even before you started the fake dating thing. And knowing that Mark is just crazy and madly in love with you, you can’t help but wish that you are too. For now all you can do is accept his love, and give back however you can. You love him of course, but you can’t keep up with his love yet.

Days passed by and your relationship grew sweeter. More sweet words were exchanged and more kisses were given. Way more. Until you find yourselves making out whenever you two are alone.

“Aw!” you express your pain when Mark accidentally bit your lip. Something so sexy but it hurt and it made you both stop what you’re doing.

“Oops. Sorry, I got carried away” he says and took a look at your lips. “You’re fine right?”

“Mhmm” You answered, but just before he was about to start kissing you again, you stopped him by pulling away. “And it’s getting late, I think you should go home,”

“But I want to stay for more,” he said with a sly smile. Caressing your shoulders and soothing your back. If course you did not miss what he was talking about for more. You and Mark are young, and being new to this relationship thing just makes you both want to explore and feed each other’s curiosity.

“When I’m ready. I promise it will be worth the wait, for now it’s getting late and you need to go home... And work with some homework,” you gave him a final kiss and thankfully he did not pry.

The relationship you have with Mark was nothing like the friendship you used to have. The friendship was still there, of course, but friends don’t kiss your neck while you’re busy reading a book or slam you to the nearest wall and kiss you wildly. Friends don’t taste your favorite ice cream flavor through your tongue in the middle of a Netflix movie, and friends don’t get affected when they see you in your thin shirt and panties only whenever they give you a surprise visit.

“It’s the weekend, why are you here?” You whine as you try to go back to sleep. Clinging to your pillow and thick blanket but your boyfriend is currently losing his mind. Nonetheless, he remained a gentleman and covered your exposed leg and butt, covering you completely and keeping you warm. “Come to bed with me. Cuddle with me instead”

The young man’s eyes brightened and quickly joined you in bed. Swinging his arm around your waist from behind and nuzzling your neck to tickle you.

“I got into my dream college,” he whispered excitedly beside your ears which made you quickly turn to him and hug him.

“That’s why you’re here! Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t realized” you planted kisses on his cheek the ones he loved receiving other than your slow and deep ones. “You used to talk about this ever since we were just kids. Ugh, I’m so proud of you”

“Promise to support me no matter what?” This time it’s him who went closer and planted kisses on your face. Of course you said yes, it has been his dream, but now that you knew you’ll miss him everyday and you know that the image of him walking away from you at the airport will truly hurt you, so you can’t help but fake it.

You rolled on top of him and his eyes immediately went big, wondering why and how are you like this. You have never been this bold and confident even in your wildest times, it’s like he’s seeing a totally different side of you and he loves it.

“Want to claim your early graduation gift?” you completely surprised him and started kissing his neck, while Mark is actually enjoying the moment by caressing your ass cheeks and teasing you by tugging your panties. You wish you have the same level of confidence with Mark, because you well know that between the two of you he is the one experienced with sexual activities, so now you try your best.

“Mmm” a loud pop surrounds your room as Mark sucks your nipples through your thin shirt. Taking turns with your left boob and right boob until your shirt is partly wet because of him and he can finally see your nipples. The sight of it gave him the feeling like no other. Of course this is not his first time seeing boobs, but this is different because it’s you.

The mere sight of your boobs just made him lose his mind and not to mention hard in no time. You watch him roll his head back while you slowly grind of top of him with a ruined shirt, looking so hot than ever so he quickly switched places with you. Putting you underneath him, looking down on you with hungry and lustful eyes.

“Do you wanna touch my boobs?” You asked him so innocently,reaching for his hand that’s placed on your waist. You put your hand and his hand inside your shirt, slowly lifting the wet shirt just above your chest to expose your boobs to him.

“I wish you were my first,” he said and immediately kissing your right boob while his hand kneads the other, pinching you or teasing you, or whatever he just wanted to hear something from you. And when he stopped making your nipples swollen, Mark just kept on kissing you softly and saying ‘i love yous’ over and over again. making you smile through his lips and soft touches, it is as if he’s taking away all your shyness and making you comfortable with the situation. The situation where your boobs are expose to him, your legs spread wide and Mark is in between your legs, grinding his clothed cock on your ruined and wet panties.

You were just kissing passionately but now you felt his hands hooked on your panties and the next thing you know he’s pulling it down without breaking the kiss until it reaches your thigh and eventually remove it but the shyness crept in again, making you close your legs and bite your lips in hesitation.

“Can I? Open your legs?” He asks, kissing your neck and calming you through the way he kisses you and touch you. And when he felt that you’re ready, he tried opening your legs again and this time you let him. Letting him place his body in between your legs, smiling through the kiss as if he’s telling you ‘good job’.

Mark spread kisses around your body, kissing every inch of your being, earning a giggle from you and with that he’s happy you’re not nervous anymore.

And when Mark pull away to discard his clothes, and release his cock, you were speechless when you saw it that you removed your own ruined shirt just to be fair ask him to get back in between your legs this instant.

“Lets do this right,” he said and immediately placed a finger on your wet slit that took your breath away. Up and down, you feel his finger nothing else, and when the moment comes and Mark put a finger in, your hand reached for his hand and tried to stop him because the pleasure was too much. But your handsome boyfriend was just smiling at you, smirking because you looked so ruined right now all you can do is smile back at him. And when he insert two fingers, he kissed you deeply and caught every moan you let out, every cry of his name, every groan, or whine.

And the next thing you know you’re closing your legs as you shiver and curl your body. Trying to get away from Mark because you’re sensitive already but your boyfriend is not stopping.

“First of many,” he says and stopped to pull out his fingers. But he is not yet done. He only gave you a few seconds to catch your breath and went back kneeling in between your legs again.

“Are you going to fuck me now?” you asked with ragged breaths and tired expression.

Mark did not answer you verbally, but he did physically. Licking your pussy juices and spreading your pussy lips while his eyes are completely locked on yours.

You said ‘no’, but you didn’t mean it and the moment his tongue swipes on your cunt you grabbed hold on your headboard and hold on for your dear life. Clenching and unclenching as Mark eats you out, trying so hard to close your legs but you can’t until your second orgasm drowned you quickly and all you can do is breathe in and out heavily.

“I hate you” you said but you’re clinging to Mark and sharing your warmth to him.

“I love you,” he said and intertwined his fingers with his, kissing your knuckles before he place both your hands above your head. You voluntarily spread your legs wider for him, and with his free hand he lines his cock finally.

“I didn’t know you’re big,”

What you said made him smirk and proved your discovery even more by pulling out entirely and slamming his cock back in your wet hole. “Now you know,” he said small grunts and went in deeper. He knew what he’s doing to you is too much pleasure because it’s your first time and also he can tell by the way you hold on to his hand.

“Planning to crush my hand?” he let out a cut giggle like he isn’t fucking you deep right now. How can he do that? Be insanely cute while doing something filthy to you.

“Y/n, I’m close can I go faster?” and you can only nod.

Fucking you faster and harder than earlier, you watch Mark become someone sinful when he started focusing on his own release, kissing your boobs while he fucks you, give your ass a tight squeeze, lick your neck like you’re a fucking ice cream and whisper dirty words or word that make you shy that you didn’t know you would love hearing. Like,

“Let me fuck you again,”

“You like it deep huh?”

“Y/n, you’re worth wait, you’re mine forever”

“This is the last pussy I’ll fuck,”

And in the end he pulled out and jerked in front of you, letting his cum fall on your lower abdomen and watch his cum drip to your sheets. It’s a shame that he can’t cum inside you, it would have felt great.

“Fucking shit- that sex was great,”

He rests his head on top of your boobs, but went back to kissing you again on the lips. Apologizing for his mess, aplogizing for his words and saying ‘i love you’ over and over again.

That morning, you stayed naked with Mark in bed for a few hours just talking and laughing, flirting and kissing. It felt great having a huge progress with your relationship, especially that it’s Mark who took your virginity.

“Hey, you okay?” he was talking about your pussy because even though he didn’t went hard earlier, he did fucked you a little bit harder knowing that it’s your first time. “I meant what I said earlier. Please be my last, I don’t want to give my love to anyone but you. It’s too early to talk about marriage but, I know it’s you. I’ll love you better each day, I promise”

Comfort, warmth and safety. That’s what you felt hearing those beautiful words from him that you became speechless and crashed your lips to him.

His promise was kept every day until you both finished high school together, enjoy the summer before he leaves and make unforgettable memories as many as you can.

But knowing that he’s going away to follow his dreams and fulfil his goals, Mark worried too much about long distance relationship and how it never worked.

“Are we really together now? I’m not dreaming right?”

Your sleep was disturbed when Mark called you in the middle of the night. Today, you taught him how to bake and had a couple of rounds during Netflix and chill, so to be honest you’re really exhausted and tired.

“Mark, we kiss, we date, we have sex almost everyday. Yes baby, we’re together for almost four months already. Now can we please go back to sleep-“

“Go down open your door. I’m outside”

And the moment you opened the door for him, you gave him a ‘shh’ sign, telling him that your parents are already asleep. You came closer to him for a kiss, and told him, “it’s real. I’m real. Can you please promise me to stop overthinking, you’re making me worry,”

He didn’t answer you but lowered his head. You knew he’s sorry and he’s just doing this for you,

“I love you, Mark. I’m yours forever,” you said and kissed him again. Deeply this time, to the point that it put you both in the mood and the next thing you know Mark is fucking you while he’s covering your mouth with his hand.

When Mark left you for college your relationship went downhill and you’re both getting hurt already. Fighting is part of the relationship, yes, but the fight you have with Mark almost everyday was becoming the reason why you want to distance yourself from him. You feel caged with how he love you, you feel like he’s strangling you with all these rules you need to follow to maintain trust in your relationship but nothing is working.

Until he finally realized what he’s doing to you.

So during his vacation, he visited you and you were so excited to the core that you welcomed him with a tight hug and the biggest smile. Only to find out that he wanted to break up.

But

“It’s just until we finish college. Let’s wait and do it right. I don’t want to fight for you while hurting you at the same time. Please understand. I’m not breaking up because I don’t love you. This time off will heal us both,”

The breakup did you no good. You were sad every day and to be honest you would rather want him to nag you than miss him like this and you can believe that between the two of you, he’s the one doing great in life. It makes you want to believe that he doesn’t love you anymore. Like the man you fell in love to, wasn’t there anymore.

“Still crazy about my stupid brother huh? Come here and help feed my fishes,”

His brother, Lee Taeyong, disturbed you and your ugly thoughts while you finish the drink their mom gave you during one of your visits.

“Well, college was good to you. I see you’re back and finally opening a bakeshop downtown” he hands you the fish food as you wait for him to talk and feed the fishes generously.

“I’m very much excited to open my bakery. Want to make cookies later instead of being broken hearted?”

And as days, weeks, and months pass by, not only Lee Taeyong making you forget about Mark, he also healed your heart and won it fair and square.

It started how he makes your heart flutter whenever he holds your hand while teaching you how to bake, how praises you and tell you that you look beautiful everyday, how he makes his kitchen your own little world during closing time and you’re sitting on the kitchen counter with Taeyong in between your legs and taking your breath away with a heated kiss.

When you and taeyong started dating, you experienced true love. You didn’t want to hurt Mark but what you have with Taeyong is real and you had to hide this from him for years and years and years, until you finally graduated in college.

And Tayong proposed to you. It was the only time you couldn’t hide your relationship from Mark anymore because Taeyong was the one who confessed to him.

*this is the part where you read the first part again JEJEHEH

[denkineptune]

mha date headcanons- boys and girls :))

♡ request: “i love ur blog already, ur writing is so good!!! im so excited to see the content u’ll be posting !! :D since ur taking requests, how abt some date headcanons for the mha boys (or girls if u want!) ?” - @dianangels​ 

♡ thank you for letting me write girls aaa i chose to do some as first date hc. it was kinda hard to keep jirou’s gn because i wanted to reference wlw stereotypes but i succeeded in gender-neutral because i want everyone to be able to enjoy

♡ dedicating part of this to @anxious-botanist​ because she’s the one who inspired the momo cuddles hehe sorry it took so long

♡ fic details: headcanons, fluff, gender-neutral reader, 2nd pov

characters: kaminari, amajiki, jirou, ashido, yaoyorozu

kaminari- arcade

↠AR C ADE   DA T  E

↠you hear me??? arcade!! date!! ideal man, right here, someone claim him immediately or else i will be forced to take ownership

↠he’s super laid back and chill, pretty childish at heart. he only means the best, though, so i think an arcade is exactly what he would go for when taking you on a date! he doesn’t have a lot of money but still wants you to go home with something to remember the date by

↠he buys like $50 worth of tokens and splits it between the two of you, making sure that he tells you which games give the most tickets, because he’s definitely been here enough times to remember

↠his favorite game is either crossy roads or the big bass wheel- he loves crossy roads because of how cute the style is, but also there is impending stress and levels of  d o o m  as you progress further. big bass wheel is basically just gambling, and i think he’s yumeko jabami.

↠he hacks games to make you win sometimes,, his quirk is bascially designed to do this. it’s like he was born just to take you out on this arcade date. he uses his quirk to short circuit the game and trick the computer into giving you hundreds of tickets

↠he just wants to make you happy and see you smile!! there’s not a feeling quite like succeeding at something as silly as an arcade game, but there’s a certain pride to it that he loves seeing on your face. 

↠kaminari only does it a few times, since he knows that you should be earning your prizes ((not that you know when he does it, he’s really cheeky about it))

↠playyyy multiplayers with him! he loves DDR (dance dance revolution)- you do multiple rounds and are equally exhausted by the end of it akdflad you may not be good, and tbh neither is denki, but you still have fun, which is what matters

↠he also loves taking photobooth pictures, he puts on the most horrendous filters and does the dumbest poses, but it’s so adorable. he does the typical one smile, one “serious”, one silly face, one kith > <

↠kami gets cocky,,, it’s just how he is,, he gets overly confident whether or not he’s been on a winstreak

“heyy, y/n! look at my speedrun on this, i’m getting so many tickets, i’ll be able to get a house by the end of it!”

↠and then he CAN’T because he doesn’t get the jackpot eghgdhgeh

↠by the end of the day, you’ve spent hours at the arcade, laughing and screaming with denki as you terrorize the small children. yes, he’s that kind of guy

↠by “terrorize”, i don’t mean like a bully, but he’s unintentionally intimidating kids with his pockets overflowing with ticket chains, a crazed look on his face as he goes absolutely ham on the shooting games

↠there’s electricity coming off of him, kids sometimes have to dodge it when passing by

↠so anyways, by the end of the date, you’re basically being kicked out of the arcade, because, as kami puts it,

“we were here when it opened and i’ll be damned if we’re not here when it closes,”

↠between the two of you, you’ve aquired tens of thousands of tickets??? the employees probably hate y’all, they had to count those beasts of ticket rolls you’ve accumulated during the 10 hours the arcade was open

↠exactly 62,069 tickets (69 go brrr- kaminari’s brain), and you can basically buy the arcade with that currency

↠but here’s the thing: he lets you spend all of it. you heard me, all. of. it. he just wants to see you happy, and the best way he can think of to get a final glorious memory of your smile is to let you spend the tickets as you see fit, this generosity just to see you glowing as you walk out of the building, arms chock full of amazing junk

↠but of course, you’d feel bad if you spent all of it, especially since he was the one who took you out, so you offered him the half of the tickets that were won

“denki, you won most of these with your amAzINg gaming skills, it’s only fair you get to have something too,”

“my prize will be seeing you- your- your-- aw fuck, i forgot the line, it’ll come back to me, just give me a minute.”

↠he tried to be smooth and it failed, but you chuckled at the attempt, so all around, he considered it a success

↠denki gets a lot of dumb things that will probably end up being thrown away soon, but he also gets you a very soft bat stuffed animal that you should treasure and keep forever 

amajiki- a walk and picnic in a japanese garden

↠tamaki is very shy, very socially anxious. he’s the kind to wait for people to leave a section of a store before he goes there, purposely do his errands in the early morning to limit social interaction, and find any excuse to leave a situation. which, tbh, isn’t that all of us?

↠let’s be honest here, if it wasn’t y’alls first date, he’d probably not go anywhere. as long as he’s with you, he doesn’t really care for anything too fancy

↠but he’s convinced himself that he needs to do something reasonably big for your first date to make sure you don’t regret your decision to go out with him. so instead of deciding to stay in, he goes somewhere that’s only slightly anxious for him, but where he still feels comfortable

↠so he’s decided on a japanese tsukiyama garden! these places are beautiful by design, not cheap but not too expensive, and people are obligated by rules to be quiet and keep their hands to themselves

↠nobody goes to a garden to socialize, in fact, i’d argue most people go just to look around, rest, and clear their heads. there’s usually not any screaming children, no quirk usage, no villains, it’s a little safe haven. 

↠bonus: there’s butterflies :))

↠it’s so peaceful, and he gets to focus on you instead of whatever loud noise is making him anxious

↠he brings a picnic basket filled with all your favorite foods, and his! he makes a show out of displaying what he can manifest with different snacks, making a point to eat edible seeds so he can produce flowers for you 🥺🥺🥺

↠you walk around the garden for a few hours, marveling at the decor and how well-maintained everything is. there’s a koi pond, hanging wisteria trees, and multiple gazebos that create a really comfortable and calm environment

↠speaking of koi ponds, amajiki offers to buy you food so you can feed the fish! you stand on a bridge above the pond, sharing the container with him. the sMILE on his face when he watches you throw the food is so pure i’m-

↠he’s the walking embodiment of “uwu”- his face is so calm and his eyes are shining and he can feel his heart swelling with love i am GOING to cry my eyes out 

↠but honestly, he wishes he could stay in this moment forever- you’re happy, he’s happy, and it feels like you two are the only people in the universe. right now, he doesn’t have to worry about school, villain attacks, his future, or anything that makes him anxious; all that he can see right now is how beautiful and at peace you look. he took you out today, and you’re enjoying yourself. this is one of the few things that makes him confident: knowing that he’s able to make you happy

↠tamaki is silently celebrating; you’ve had a good time and he didn’t freak out, so it’s the best possible scenario!

ashido- rollerskating! ((look at her she’s adorable the smile n the eyes aaa))

↠mina is a very energetic and bubbly person, its quite obvious if you’ve spent any amount of time around her

↠for your first date with her, she’d already have a location in mind!!

↠the atmosphere of rollerskating rinks is so electric, she can’t help but feel happy there, and she wants to experience that lovely feeling with you, too :))

↠you enter the rink, and mina is already borderline bouncing off the walls alskdfj

↠whether or not you’ve ever skated before, ashido is super cautious with you- multiple times she’s fallen on her butt while learning how to skate, so unless you’re a pro, she’s watching your every move to make sure you don’t get hurt

“y/n! please be careful- you’re not getting hurt on my watch!”

↠she jabs a thumb in her direction proudly, with the cutest bigass grin on her face awh 🥺🥺🥺she’s really enthusiastic about sharing one of her passions with you

“try to balance, alright? don’t put too much weight on your heel or toes, because then you’ll fall on your butt. here, take my hand and i’ll help you! hey, there you go, you’re doing great!”

↠she pays for everything and will WRESTLE you if you try to disagree aldkfa if you’re the type of person to pay for everything as well, y’all are going to have to fight; mina will not give up

↠ashido comes here a lot, so she’s friendly with all the employees, she has the uncanny ability to make friends wherever she goes ((i mean she’s friends with bakugou,, if she can do that,, she can do anything))

↠she takes one of your hands and backs onto the rink, watching for anyone behind her. once you’re balanced properly, she shows you how to move your feet so that the two of you are in sync

↠skating isn’t super hard to figure out, it’s mostly intuitive, so you’ll get the hang of it quite quickly!! maybe you’re not too fast, but it’s still fun, so it doesn’t matter

↠while you’re moving with care, making sure to focus on your footwork, mina will definitely take the chance to show off her skating skills! she’s moving like crazy, weaving around other people and nearly toppling them over but shh she’s trying to impress you and if i’m being honest??? she’s really fucking good aldkdf 

↠it’s obvious that she loves this hobby, and the fact that she likes you enough to share it with you on your first date is so adorable aaaa

↠mina’s really agile- you don’t know if that’s all the hero training or just something that comes naturally, but the way she moves makes skating look like the easiest goddamn thing in the world-

↠she’s such a romantic, she’s definitely put in a request for the dj to play your favorite song, no matter if it fits the mood or not

↠heavy rock? sure!! as long as you’re having fun, who cares about what other people think? super vulgar rap?? w h y  n o t ? !

↠she just has that extroverted, positive, charming energy that’s infectious

↠you can’t help but feel at ease around her, she’s a genuinely a great person, and what you think the epitome of a hero is

↠all ashido really wants here is to have fun with you- i mean she really likes you, and hopes that she’ll get to go on another date w/ you, so she’s doing everything in her power to woo u

↠and you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t working 🥺👉👈

jirou- hanging out in her room

↠kyouka jirou, being the more introverted person she is, wouldn’t really want to go somewhere super public, like mina would

↠i also believe that she’d want to be friends (or at least acquaintances) with you before asking you on a date- she’s easily annoyed by people, so i think that she’d need to be comfortable around you if she was to be romantically interested 

↠and you’ve ticked all these boxes! you understand her sarcastic, blunt personality, and find it pretty amusing. beyond all that, she’s kind and caring, and deep down, she aspires to be a hero for all the right reasons. who wouldn’t love her for that?

↠so for your first date with kyouka, i think she’d want to be somewhere quiet and intimate with you. she wouldn’t want any interruptions ((specifically from jammingyay, who enjoys butting his head in other peoples’ business))

↠the most comfortable place for her would be her room, since it’s really just an extension of her personality, and since you’re quite close, she’d be okay with letting you in her private space. she trusts you.

↠just two guys bein dudes 🤠 ((if you’re a girl, it’s just sappho and her friend--))

↠music is one of the biggest things in jirou’s life, and i think she’d want to share it with you. that is, if you’d let her :)) she has dozens of different instruments, so if you want to attempt to learn something, she’d be totally down!! 

↠please show her what kind of music you’re into! no matter what it is, she’ll listen to it. she wants to get to know what kind of person you are when you’re not around other people, and music is a great way to do that. even if you don’t have the same taste as her, she wouldn’t mind, since a) she’ll listen to pretty much anything, she’s not picky; and b) it’s something that you’re showing her, and that’s enough to make her happy

↠she’s not a very formal person, so i think she’d just want to talk to you and hang out. i’d think kyouka would be more of a fan of a gradual relationship, one that starts from friends and slowly evolves into more. and yes, as you can probably tell, i am a sucker for mutual pining and friends-to-lovers tropes-- im a simple hoe 😌

↠she’s super fun to hang out with!! her sense of humor is really snarky, she also enjoys talking shit about people she doesn’t like. if you’re not into that, she’s able to carry on conversation really well. there’s not a moment of awkward silence between you

↠jirou actually really likes talking shit about people hsahsh- as long as it’s someone that’s been mean in some way. she won’t say anything bad about someone who hasn’t done anything to deserve it. but if you’ve wronged her in some way, boy, do you have it COMING

↠by the end of it, i just know your cheeks hurt from laughing 

↠she’s just a really fun person to be around, she may not be the most bubbly person ever, but she’s super easy-going and cool ((jirou bias incoming ekejke))

↠i do think she’d try to sneak some kind of affection if she thinks you’d reciprocate- if you’re really getting along well, she might snake her hand into yours when you’re sitting on the bed, laughing

↠honestly you might not even notice until she stops, because your hand feels empty and cold without her like your heart aa

↠if she’s really into you?? might get a smol peck on the cheek 👉👈 please try to get a smol peck on the cheek, it’s very cute and she gets so flustered

↠she goes up to you as you’re about to leave her room, grabs your shoulder, turns you around, and gives you an adorable if not slightly aggressive smooch

↠then she reFUSES to acknowledge what she just did akdfld- she turns away, beet red, and is completely silent

↠meanwhile you’re probably laughing your ass off because wow she’s so cute

↠kudos if you give one back to her, baby is on the verge of exploding ejkdjf 

↠her heart just can’t handle what you’re doing to her

↠and despite what her appearance is, her heart is doing backflips- she’s whipped <33

momo: tea and c u d d l e s

↠she’s a very fancy person, obviously. yaoyorozu wants only the best for everyone she loves, and that, of course, includes you! she loves showing affection through giving things to others. her family status only magnifies this aspect of her personality, as being born into wealth gives her the means to spoil you rotten

↠and even though she’s bougie as all hell, she also somehow maintains an elegant and simple air about her. it’s impressive, really. it’s not like she tries to flex her money, it’s just a part of her life, and she enjoys using her privilege well

↠that being said, what’s more elegant and mature than going for tea? it’s a lovely pastime that momo would love to include you in! 

↠lowkey,, she’s a whole sugar momma dfkdjla im not even joking- she doesn’t try to be, but virtually everything she does shows how rich she is

↠you arrive at the tea room, and by god is it fancy. there’s multiple chandeliers suspended from the ceiling, which is decorated with classic renaissance-style paintings. all the tables are set with white cloth, plates made of pure fine china, flowers and woven baskets set everywhere to create a cottagecore-like setting. the air about it is so sophisticated, from the patrons (wait is that a celebrity-) to the decorations

↠your face is kinda just,,, 😮,, because what in the world did momo get you into??

“momo, you’re so sweet, and this place is lovely, but don’t you think this is a bit much? not that i don’t absolutely appreciate it, it’s just that this seems really expensive, and i don’t want you to have to spend that much for just one date.”

↠she just chuckles, saying that it was “really nothing” (???? MISS GIRL???)

“don’t worry, y/n, this isn’t too much! i want to have fun today, and this place is so nice! let’s just find a table, alright?”

↠like, hunney, you’re so kind, but this is a LOT

↠but if you say so....

↠she looks at you with the most enthusiastic, wholesome eyes, and soon you’re following her like a puppy towards your table. the waiter sits you down, and leaves, giving you a moment to glaze over the menu to find a drink

↠and there’s so many types of teas, at least 30 on this page alone. you hadn’t even heard of half of these drinks, how would you know if you’d like them?

↠yaomomo seemed to notice your puzzlement, and said that you could get a pot of something simple, like jasmine green or earl grey, and she would get something fancier that you could try. why not?

↠a few minutes later, you’ve already adjusted to the sophisticated and intimidating environment, focusing only on the girl across from you, and how her eyes glittered with happiness

↠she orders a few normal tea foods, like scones with jam, lemon curd, and devonshire cream, and finger sandwiches. the fanciest thing she buys, though, is a blooming tea that arrives in a clear pot. it has an open flower inside of it, which is what the tea is infused with. it’s nearly 16,100 yen for one pot, though, and while you protest its expense, momo reassures you that it’s no problem (you just learned not to say anything about money, as it wouldn’t stop yaoyorozu from spoiling you)

↠ngl, it’s so fun to pretend to be fancy for a few hours at a tea room !! you acted as if you were a member of high society, using stereotypes to exaggerate your actions. it made some people only slightly irritated, but hey, it got a laugh out of a pretty girl, so who’s the real winner? 

↠yaomomo taught you some classy etiquette that you should definitely use, it makes her so happy to think that you’re learning about new things while still enjoying your time with her

↠she makes really good conversation!! her intellect seeps through everything she says, anyone who talks to her would be able to tell that she’s extremely well-spoken and mature. momo is modest, and deflects a lot of the compliments you try to give her, so if you try to display your admiration for her, you’d probably need to be very specific about it. she doesn’t have the best self-image when it comes to her heroism and field work. spoken affection sometimes doesn’t get through to her, but you know what does? physical affection!

↠she loves cuddles, and will regularly take you back to her house after a date to cuddle in her bed. her mattress is legendary, and it’s comfortable as hell. there’s an abundance of pillows and the bed isn’t too soft or too firm, and it’s always somehow an amazing temperature???? mattresses are investments, and this was definitely a good one

↠momo loves the intimacy and trust of holding you, it allows her to escape from overthinking and only focus on you, her beautiful partner. she doesn’t care if she’s the big or little spoon, but her favorite kind of cuddling is when you’re on your back and she’s curled into your side, head tucked under your chin and hand on your chest

↠she can do this for hours, please let her. she feels safe with you, confident, because you’re choosing to spend time with her in this quiet moment instead of being off somewhere else.

↠in conclusion,,, 💕women 💕

-denkineptune

[eberles]

Just a Little PDA

Mat Barzal

A/N: this fic was written with @softboybarzal she deserves just as much credit and she also made the header!🥰 and @bestestbenn helped me a bit with the big kiss😌 we hope you guys love it as much as we do, please give us feedback!💖

Warnings: slight relationship insecurities nothing big

Mat Barzal was one of the hottest players on the Islanders and when you met you never expected it to end up where you were now. A year and a half into a serious relationship with the Isles star and you truly couldn’t be more happy. Mat saw you for who you were immediately and fell for you within the first month of dating. You accepted him for who he was in more than just a “hot shot hockey player” kinda way. You understood him and learned who he was outside of hockey.

You stood in the tunnels chatting with the other wags, waiting for the guys to come out of the locker rooms to congratulate them. When you finally see Mat making his way over to you, you feel the butterflies erupting in your stomach and the giddy feeling taking over your body.

“Baby, you won! I’m so proud of you.” and he could tell you truly were proud just by the gleam in your eyes and the adoration written all over your face. You wrapped your arms around Mat’s neck, allowing for him to pick you up by your waist when you hugged. He spun you around once before placing you back on your feet, leaning down to kiss you. “You ready?”

“Hell yes. Time to celebrate with my guys and my girl.” Mat said proudly, interlocking your hands, giving yours a small kiss as you walked down the hall.

Just like every other team in the league, going out to a popular club or bar was a tradition whenever a game was won, especially a home game. So here you are standing in a crowded bar admiring your boyfriend boasting about the game his team won. You felt like the most proud girlfriend in the bar that night, everyone around you cheering and doing shots going all out to celebrate. Mat had his arm wrapped around your waist as he stood at the bar talking with Tito when a few girls made their way over. You’d seen them hanging around before after games so you weren’t surprised when they leaned in front of you to give Mat a side hug and a kiss on the cheek. Mat involuntarily let go of your waist to reciprocate the hug wanting to be polite to the girls gawking at Mat and Tito. You stood idly by trying your best to interact in the conversation the boys were pulled into by the tall, blonde, beautiful girls.

“No, like you guys were so great tonight!” One of the girls spoke, grabbing onto your boyfriend's shoulder. You rolled your eyes, slowly backing away from the small group not wanting anyone to notice. you figured they were better off in their own world without you, for now, mat deserved the praises even if they were coming from beautiful bombshell groupies. He looked so happy and with how you were feeling, you decided to get some air. You made your way outside, instantly wrapping your arms around your body to shield from the winter New York weather and took a deep breath in and out trying not to work yourself up. The thoughts never escape your mind about how Mat might be better off without you and with one of the girls talking him up inside the bar. It wasn’t fair how they pushed you off him and wormed in between you guys. You didn’t want it to bother you, but of course, it did. You chewed on your bottom lip looking up at the sky, the darkness filled with the city lights. That same darkness trying to consume your thoughts.

It didn’t take long for Mat to notice you were gone and immediately sensing a panicking feeling forming in his chest at your absence. He felt like a dick for not even seeing you leave the group, he moved away from the surrounding girls and Tito making his way around the bar to look for you. Feeling his heart pounding in his chest when he didn’t see you with the other wags.

“Where’s Y/N? Have you seen her?” Mat asked the groups of wags, eyes wide, concern filling his features.

“I think she went outside. She looked upset, I was gonna check on her-” one of the wives spoke up, pointing towards the exit. Mat thanked her and started towards the door when he was pulled back by one of the girls.

“Mat! Where are you going? Don’t leave us!” the three blondes giggled surrounding Mat, hands touching his back and biceps.

“My girlfriend needs me. Take a hint and find someone else to grope.” Mat says through gritted teeth, the anger now finally showing through. He shrugged the girls off before beelining out the door and spotting her, his only girl, leaning against the side of the building.

“Baby, there you are!” Mat breathed out, touching his hands to his chest signifying his relief upon seeing her face. His nerves shown by him running his fingers through his hair.

“What's wrong? What are you doing out here?” you asked, not wanting to get into why you disappeared from the group. However, your boyfriend wasn’t stupid and he could see right through you. He knew you better than anyone else ever had.

“You came out here alone? You okay, did someone bother you?” Mat ignored your questions, grabbing your hands and looking all over you to make sure you were still in perfect condition and no harm had been done. Younod your head yes, but Mat can sense when somethings not right. He brings his hands up to your face, cupping your cheeks delicately, his hands warming you up instantly. Your hands following in suit, placing them right above his, clinging onto his wrists, keeping his hands on your face. He’s looking deep into your eyes, his hazel ones silently asking you what’s wrong and how he could help you in these moments. You can feel yourself sinking into the trance he’s pulling you into and you don’t notice your eyes starting to well with tears. Mat wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug and kissing your forehead and temple.

“Those girls in there...I-”

“Hey listen to me, you know nobody compares to you right?” Mat whispered into your ear and you chuckle shaking your head, now feeling a few tears slip through. “It’s true. I only got my eyes on you, you’re it for me. Now and forever.”

“I love you,” you say looking up at Mat, a shy smile on your face when he kisses your nose and wipes away your stray tears with his thumbs.

“C’mon, you wanna go back inside?” you nod when he asks, and grab his hand letting him lead you back inside the club to a vip table where the rest of the team and wags are sitting. He pulls you into his lap, rubbing up and down your arms before resting them wrapped around your waist. He’s whispering sweet nothings into your ear and leaving kisses on your neck and shoulders between every word. Mat can feel the girls from before staring at the two of you and when he looks over to confirm it was true, he smirks before turning your cheek to look at him. His hand on your hip tightened, he let out a hum as he leaned closer to you, his nose brushing against yours. You hardly had a second to react before he closed the gap, meeting you in a kiss that he rarely gave you in public. One of his hands on your waist and the other cupping your cheek bringing you closer to him, your lips enveloping eachother’s. Your hands tangling themselves in his hair, massaging his scalp lightly and pulling on the ends of his hair just enough for him to moan into your mouth. He lightly bit your bottom lip, the tactic working like it always did and making you open your mouth. Just as he was about to keep going you pulled away much to his protest, with a smile covering your features trying to regain your breath.

“What was that for?” you laugh, poking his slightly pink cheeks. You ran your fingers through his hair, loving the feeling and giggling when Mat let out a small grunt as you twisted your fingers pulling on the hair at the nape of his neck.

“I just love you. And I want everyone to know.” Mat says confidently nodding his head at the girls and leaning back in his chair. The two of you watching the blondes storm out with stank looks plastered on their faces as you pull your boyfriend back in for another kiss.

“You’re the one I’m taking to bed tonight.” Mat says against your lips, squeezing your hips moving his hands down giving your butt a soft squeeze too. “And every night.”

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Leorio, Hisoka, Illumi, and Chrollo Head Canons #2

What’s up y’all! Thank you so much to the people who have given me feedback about what posts you all would like to see! This post will be about the “Adult Trio” and Leorio about how they would help their significant other with a subject in college. This one is a good suggestion! I’m going to incorporate fluff in this, as I am a sucker for fluff. I hope you all enjoy this! I most certainly do. This post is about 2687 words but don't worry, it's worth the read! These head canons came from my mind its a coincidence that some of these pictures match the thoughts. Portentous (old English) means wonderful or marvelous (in modern English) FYI: I am thinking about creating a discord server for both Voltron and Hunter x Hunter fans. I don’t know how to use the fancy perks of discord yet, so if you know how to and can help me out, send me a message! Alright, let’s get to it! Obviously these images are from Pinterest.

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Leorio

“Mr. Leorio”, as we all know, is a sharp guy. He dresses in a suit, carries a suitcase, and wants to be a doctor. This man knows everything about academics, especially math and science. He will need to know these subjects to be a successful medical doctor.

Leorio received an A- in Calculus II and a B+ in Organic Chemistry. He was the only one that passed with flying colors while everyone else barely made it. He didn’t gloat in their faces but as soon as he got into the hallway he jumped for joy.

He was extremely happy about his progress and counted the days until graduation even though that was in 5 years. Wow! Don’t we love graduate school?!

He deserved the high grades because he spent countless nights studying missing parties, football games, and being with you just to make sure he was on the right track to graduating on time.

As we all know, Leorio wanted to pursue this career because he witnessed his best friend dying in front of him powerless to save him. The care for his friend would have been too expensive. Obtaining his degree was in honor of his friend; he’d save countless children, women, and men who’d all thank him for his hard work.

Leorio didn’t socialize much, but he did find himself hanging around a group of classmates that were a part of a co-ed fraternity that provided information on scholarship money for graduate school and job opportunities. This is where he met you. You didn’t want to be a doctor but instead wanted to be a computer scientist and decided to volunteer for this fraternity job fair.

As he rejoiced, his smile faded when he saw you walking down the hallway; tears falling from your face not caring who stared at you. He quickly walked up to you, put his arm around your back, and gave you a soft hug.

“What’s the matter,” he asks.

You were failing Calculus, a class you’ve been taking since the 12th grade but for some reason, you couldn’t pass it. Everyone else had A’s and B’s, while you had a D. D’s aren't accaetable in college; most make you retake the class.

“Don’t worry. I’ve just passed my midterm. I can help you study. You’ll pass; trust me.”

Later on that evening, he kept his promise but gave it a unique twist. He kept the lights off and lit 4 Yankee-sized candles in the room that smelled like Lavender. In the background, he had piano jazz playing on his speaker. You felt confused for a moment. You and Leorio weren’t necessarily dating but you both flirted with each other here and there. He wasn’t a social butterfly, but he felt comfortable talking to you.

“Um...what’s the music for?”

“It helps me concentrate. Believe it or not, it helps my brain flow. You like it don’t you?”

“No, actually I don’t.” Truth be told you loved it but you wanted to pull his strings a little. He looked up with a confused look.

“Ok. I’ll turn it off.”

“I'm kidding! It’s great!”

Whenever he cannot solve a Calculus question, he reviews similar problems from Algebra II. He applies this knowledge to your problem.

“Perform the indicated function evaluations for f(x)=3−5x−2x^2 . I’ll solve the first part for an example: f(6+t) simply means you will exchange “x” for 6+t. It will look like f(6+t)=3-5(6+t)-2(6+t)^2=-49 . You’d distribute -5 and -2 to the numbers inside of the brackets in which they are next to.”

Wow, that was easy! Wait, not he must think you’re stupid.

“You must think I’m stupid, don’t you?”

“Of course not! It took me a while to understand it too. You’ll apply the same knowledge for the rest.”

After what seemed like 4 hours (which was 2), you finally finished your homework! It was probably wrong but at least you made it past the 1st question! As you blew out the candles and turned on your LED lights instead, you see Leorio sleeping on your couch. Something about his soft face made you smile and place your hand over your heart.

“My little doctor,” you whispered to yourself.

“Well, come give this doctor some company then. I’m freezing over here!”

The throw blanket was large enough for you both. Snuggling on the couch was a great end to a stressful day.

Chrollo

To everyone else Chrollo was “Boss” or “Boss Man” but to you, he was Chrollo. Big C was known for his love for poetry and language.

He read poetry any chance he had at lunch and even dinner. It had gotten so bad that you had to tell him for the millionth time “No books at the table!”

Given his past, he always read at least 2 hours a day or one book a week. Reading is what got him through the day.

He was staying in your dorm for the day to relax because he had taken and passed his midterms to. The young thief thought about hiding in the closet but he didn’t because he sensed that you’d be tense because of midterms.

As you walked through the door, you looked angry, so angry that you could punch a wall. He immediately rose to his feet, threw his arms straight out in front of him, and motioned for you to stop. You just stared at him blankly.

“Come here,” he said like you, on cue, melted in his arms. He was warm and the deepness of his cooing voice vibrated against your neck. “What’s the problem?”

“I’m failing this stupid Shakespeare class!”

“Really?”

“Yes and if I don’t pass this midterm I’m going to fail the class for the 3rd time. I want to drop out! Who needs this scam anyway?!”

Chrollo held you a bit longer until you were ready to sit down and get to business. You pulled out your college’s book about Shakespeare plays and how he used Old English. Chrollo was the perfect man for the job! He’s read Macbeth and Romeo and Juliet several times!

Chrollo read a few stanzas and explained them. He then had you read some on your own and explain them...still you can’t.

He notices the problem immediately. He catches you snuggling comfortably against his toned arm, nearly falling asleep.

Chrollo laid at the very corner of the couch as you lay horizontally placing your head against his chest. You were comfortable but you weren’t able to focus. He notices this and slightly demands that you go sit at the table. When it came to academics, he was serious.

For as long as he had been reading, he has an arsenal of vocabulary words ready to be of use. He created flashcards for you and had you flip them over for nearly an hour. You start to memorize the words!

But you’re not done yet.

“Say the word ‘portentous’.”

“Por-ten-trious…?”

“No. Por-ten-tas.”

“Tias…?”

He moved his chair next to you, just an inch away from your face. He cups your mouth and moves it as he speaks again. This wasn’t a hard clutch, it was soft and he wasn’t irritated but he could sense that you were becoming irritated.

“Por-ten-tas,” he said again.

Instead of letting your cheeks go, his eyes diverted to your lips. They were moist and plump, ready to be met by his.

“Your lips are gorgeous. Kisseth me quite quaint.”

Oh no. Look at the monster you’ve created.

Chrollo created a reward system. Whenever he did things right as a child, he was rewarded with money and jewels. For every word you pronounced and defined correctly, he kissed you once. For each word you got correct in a row, he’d kiss you twice.

Soon enough he had kissed you so much that you couldn’t see straight!

The kisses worked because you passed your midterm! Each kiss placed a stain in your brain that made you remember the definition and how to pronounce it.

You and Chrollo celebrated by drinking champagne and listened to him read Sonnet 23 and 57.

Hisoka

As unusual as it seems, Hisoka is gifted when it comes to Chemistry specifically. That is why you two work well together...there is some chemistry going on between you two.

His hair down and his glasses were his alter ego, it was something that made him act completely different than what you were used to.

When you all were freshmen, he would skip class, attend parties, and would be hungover almost every week but once he was called into the Dean’s office, he changed.

You slightly missed that edgy side of him, but you enjoyed having a serious beau.

Hisoka is a social butterfly and is the life of the conversation and you loved him for it but sometimes it was awkward.

While he was chatting away about Calcium (Ca) and Iron (Fe), you stood there nodding like an idiot. You had NO IDEA about what he was talking about and that is why you were going to drop your chemistry class.

“I saw an imbecile put aluminum foil in the microwave and it burst into flames. How did they not know that Microwaves are the radio waves falling under frequency around 2500 megahertz? Any metallic object detected by radio waves inside the microwave acts as a reflector of radio waves.”

You shove his arm hard. He was acting arrogant in front of his friends. You were used to this but it got on your nerves. You made mistakes, everyone does!...even those that almost burn down the entire dorm room.

You two leave the party and head to his dorm room. Once you were settled, you released a can of anger and threw it all over your boyfriend.

“Hisoka? You just humiliated me.”

“Oh? No one knows that I was talking about you, my dear.”

“Don’t ‘my dear’ me! I asked for your help and you’re ignoring me. I don’t appreciate that. I didn’t ignore you when you sprained your ankle, did I?”

“No, you didn’t, dear. I supposed I have a few hours to kill. What do you need help with?”

Hisoka’s way of studying was much different from other students. He exercises like crazy before he opens his textbook.

He listens to EDM instrumentals while on the treadmill and when he lifts weights. You weren’t standing there like a trophy, he made you lift too.

“Being healthy will help your brain flow more easily. Lift this dumbbell as heavy as you can.”

He ran a mile on the track upstairs. Sweat dripped from his face like he had been standing outside in the rain.

By the time you returned to his dorm, you were beyond tired. You laid your head on his pillow but just as you closed your eyes, he pulled you up on your feet.”

“Not on my watch,” he tutted. “It’s chemistry time.”

You were having trouble memorizing Chemical Formulas and this by far was the most difficult concept you had come across.

To make you stay awake, he turned on a bright LED light and faced it towards the table. The bright light nearly made your head fall off from the pain it reflected in your eyes.

Hisoka grabbed his book and began to write down the major chemicals on the periodic table and their charges.

“Pay attention to the following abbreviations and charges: Calcium is Ca, Chloride is Cl+2, Carbide is C+2, and Carbon Dioxide is CO+2. Read these over and I’ll test you again.”

He did just that but you still weren’t understanding. You were ready to give up.

Stupid scam. Why do I need a piece of paper to determine what I can do? You thought to yourself. Well, it’s obvious. If you can’t do the work now, what makes you think you can do it at a job? Harsh, I know.

“Let me try this,” He said. He carried you to his bedroom and gently placed you on it. He took off his shirt and removed his glasses. “Aluminum has a charge of +3 and Oxygen has -2. If there were three of me and two of my clones disappeared, how many of me are left?”

“Just you, right? One”

“Correct! Excellent.”

Wow, everything started making sense once he took his shirt off.

From then, he just inserted himself into the equation and then it started to make sense! He apologized for running his mouth earlier and promised to keep any more secrets between you two. The night ended with you sleeping in his bed wrapped in a cotton blanket just cuddling and that was it. And bam! You slept as sound.

Illumi

Dating the “hot” quiet history buff was a flex of its own. Sure Illumi didn’t talk to anyone besides you, but it didn’t matter. People swooned if he looked in their direction.

History was a popular major during your era. People were not like their grandparents; they wanted to learn about other cultures besides their own. Illumi’s specialty was in world history and civilizations. The class was very interesting to you but there was so much information, you could barely process it.

Illumi often wrote his essays in one day proofread and all! He often charged people to look their essays over.

One time he made $500 in one year!

Glancing at your transcripts, he notices that you have a C- and offers to help.

“Why are you looking through my stuff?”

Hey, he’s your boyfriend! But still, he should ask.

“Sorry. It was up on the screen,” he said, throwing his hands in the air.

You began to blush in embarrassment. The hottest smartest man in the building now knew that you were failing one of the easiest classes on campus.

Placing his thumb under your chin, he lifted your head to meet his gaze. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I can help you.”

“How? I am so behind! I zoned out after chapter 2!”

“We’ll watch a movie.”

“Oh, God! Not one from PBS is it?!”

“Yes. How else are you supposed to learn?”

He turns on the movie and allows you to lay your head on his shoulder but not too much. He is aware of your tricks and he wants you to pay attention.

Every 15 minutes, he pauses the movie and asks you checkpoint questions. If you got them wrong, you had to stand up with your underclothes on (t-shirt and shorts) in the cool room for 10 minutes. If you got the questions right, he allows you to lay more comfortably. You were already in your underclothes but you were under the blanket.

He made you write down key definitions and the embarrassment of each section.

After the movie, he blindfolds you and reads out a term. Surprisingly, you got them all correct!

As a reward for your past midterm, he takes you to dinner at a restaurant where he slips a promise ring on your finger containing your birthstone.