#everytime i make a self insert i always need to make them friends with the protag especially if they’re lonely

[artem1sc0re]

Hi do you guys like OCs because I’d like to present mine ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊˚

His name’s Terry He’s an ex SWAT officer turned Radiographer who tinkers with police radios and can help divert the police away from you if you’re getting chased and need a quick getaway (no guarantee it works all the time, just something to buy some time to hide Yknow?)

More doodles down below, mostly from when I was first designing him:

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

Oh people are crying in comments 😂 Nic and Luke told y’all daily they were just friends + nic is a clingy person it was just pure friendship not just PR or more y’all wanted it to be more also y’all was always saying he wasn’t doing PR (jumping him for it for not being as clingy had and it just turns out he’s a great bf being respectful of his gf feelings which explains why he wasn’t doing PR (none of them were doing PR they just friends and nic is super huggy touchy person like Jonthan is ) and doing his job at the same time) that only nic was maybe bc he gf which we all knew from months ago as long hee happy I’m happy for him/them and Lukola are great friends they told us that for 6 months straight if y’all didn’t care to listen to them that’s on you, y’all acting like Eloise irl with whole pen thing not listening to her or Seeing her or her feelings for Colin or that she was LW Bc she was to focused in her own bubble life, y’all just watched a whole show with those exact same experiences as lukola y’all still doing it irl (being a real El not seeing/hearing lukola😂 not learning from media is you just watched is crazy

Y’all did this with India Corey too 😂 convinced yourselves there was more when Corey was naming dropping his gf every 5s in every interview event they did then did it with Sydney Glenn when he had a whole a88 wife and was happily married I’m need y’all to be fr letting these on ships take over your life just for you to be disappointed and start hating on the actors their girlfriends/wives significant other just bc you can’t accept they arent dating their on screen love bc y’all wanted that irl self interest I see it’s on you really for not hearing them and you claim to be their fans/stan!

y’all heard them but didn’t listen how very Eloise of you irl annoying in ur own bubble of shipping so you can use mic as self insert for ur on screen ship irl and not hearing Nic Luke when they told you they are just very good friends an now y’all even hating on Luke calling him names attacking his girl making up lies about her even him belittling him for what bc what he didn’t date nic aka ur self insert girl or ur on screen ship isn’t real irl get over yourself and if u truly are lukola fans you’ll be happy supportive of them both and their happiness

If y’all were their real fans you’ll also listen when they said they are real life besties and that’s it and would never allowed Luke to get this hate or have fans call him names and talk sh*t about him and his relationship bc he didn’t date his on screen lover real life bestie!

this last thing I’ll say leave them both alone especially Luke y’all look weird jumping him for having a gf let him be happy even if its not with the one y’all baited/fantasised yourself into believe also stop trying to pity nic bc of it it’s weird trust me she dont care she good

Y’all need to separate actor from the art or media it’s getting ridiculous how y’all for this everytime seek help

‪I also find it hilarious how y’all only do this with yt het ships or if it’s biracial black girl x yt on screen partners truly never beating the self insert stans allegations ‬😞

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U have oc's? Can we hear about them? 👀

-pin3-vin3

MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA YOU FELL INTO MY TRAP!!!!!!! YES ABSOLUTELY YOU CAN HEAR ABOUT THEM OKOKOKOKOKP

So!!!!!!! Y’all need context. Game Grumps. Y’all know of them, remember them? It doesn’t matter if you actually do, all that does matter is that you know I’ve loved them since I was a kid. I mean, I don’t watch their shit a lot nowadays but if there’s one series I almost Always try to keep up with its their horse girl games. The genre of horse girl games are Fascinating to me. I’ve never seen a play through that actually made it to the end of one, because the end is Never the point of a horse girl game. The point is making your dream horse, riding through open maps, grooming your dream horse, completing useless side quests, bonding with your dream horse!!!!! And Game Grumps is especially great at recognizing that because improv just tends to go off the rails in those games. And everytime I watch a horse girl game they play, and listen to the silly voices they do, I think about my own fictional horse girl universe.

So, introducing!!!!!!!!!

Camila

Lemme break down the character.

At this phase, Camila is ≈12 years old, a prime time of the horse girl phase

In fact, she’s the main protag of a horse girl game (assuming I ever made this into a playable game lol)!!!

What’s the catch? She actually had her horse phase a Wayyyyyyyyyyy long time ago. Horses are for babies. Now she’s knee-deep in her emo emo phase. Gerard Way is her boyfriend and you can’t tell her otherwise. She writes bad FanFiction.net fanfics instead of doing her homework (A/N: n her 30 followurz LUV it!! >w<) . She even dyed her “scene kid” hair with Koolaid in secret…. Until it didn’t wash off in the sink 30 minutes later. It wasn’t so secret then.

All of this “rebellion” leads Camila’s mom to enroll her in a summer camp for horse riders. Does the mom actually enroll her because she doesn’t know how to connect to her kid and her new interests? Was this actually a camp the family saved up for years for Camila to go to, and aren’t going to let the money go to waste? Is the mom just looking for a way to get rid of her kid for the summer? …I have no clue yet.

But yes, as you’d imagine, Camila goes to this horse rider’s camp for the summer and meets generic friends and she kind of hates them all at first but slowly grows to realize they’re ok. And she does end up still loving her horse and having a lot of knowledge on them (even though it turns out she’s Really bad at riding them). And there’s a Nancy Drew-ass, save-the-animals plot that happens along the way because it’s a fucking horse girl game godammit!!!!

Point is that Camila is my humorous take of a horse girl game protag that I’d actually want to play as (because I hate self-inserts, sorry). She’s a fucking snot because she’s a 12 year old who thinks she knows how the world works.

Fashion note: she tries to have the emo fashion but she fails spectacularly. Honestly she shouldn’t even have the Paramore shirt, but the pink not-matching-at-all hoodie is accurate. Maybe she got the one band tee for Christmas from her cool aunt, and it's become a bit of a comfort item

So, my horse girl game takes place in 2006, ironically the summer right before the Wii launches (which is where a lot of these games are born). Camila has, and frequently uses, AOL (before it dies in late 2008ish). And there's one, single, archaic computer at the local library outside of the horse camp that she visits every week for her free hours.

So every week she talks to her online BFF…..

Journee

Yes folks, that is indeed “Journey” with two ‘e’s. I think the name is cringe too, but I've kept it ever since I made them back in 2017, which is an extremely rare case for me, and I treasure that. Journee's actually part of an independent story from Camila (who was made in 2022). The intention with Journee has always been an emo who couldn’t actually look emo because their parents would kill them if they did.

But that gimmick is what makes Journee's inclusion in the horse girl game the crossover of a lifetime. Because Camila and Journee both need a friend who was also into emo shit, to fuel each other's obsession with it. Journee especially needs it because they canonically grow up to fulfill their emo fantasies (I haven't decided if Camila does the same). So the two work great for each other's individual stories.

Here’s how Journee's adapted into the Horse Girl Game AU:

In the original story, Journey is a whopping 14.5 years old, a freshman in high school. In this story, they're ≈12 years old. Older than Camila but honestly not by much, maybe 4 months!

A BIG fan of emo shit but their parents (obviously) won’t let them do anything. They think, "Camila’s lucky; at least Camila’s dad actually buys her Koolaid". Journee doesn't know Camila's dad actually bought it for her younger brother, and she stole it. But still, it's the principle! All Journee has is this gross tea their mom always makes to “promote more collagen” or whatever

Speaking of, Journee is one of those kids who got acne immediately as puberty started, and is absolutely going to gain acne scars as they grow up because they keep scratching at it.

Camila and Journee are online friends exclusively for an extremely long time; they met through a fanfic site a few months before the events of the horse girl game. Years later, they realize they actually lived embarrassingly close the whole time. They hang out a lot in-person in late high school, and then become mostly online friends again as they enter the adult world.

Note on the pronouns: I use they/them exclusively for Journee because Journee has always been one when I've written them. We're at a tricky spot in Journee's timeline because they are 12, nearly three years before their gender crisis-- meaning, they wouldn't be using they/them pronouns at this age. But I don't know what Journee's agab is; all I know is that when Camila befriends them, they pretend to be the opposite gender for a while. Just, tl;dr-- If I were ever to make the game, Journee's name wouldn't be Journee and they wouldn't be using they/them yet, but it absolutely still is Journee.

And in case you were interested, here's a rough idea of what they look like grown up (around 20s?). Camila I'm still questioning what route I wanna take with her, but I have a Very specific design for Journee and this piccrew does NOT do it justice. But I still need you to understand their dynamic is exactly the fucking same as it was when they were twelve and it's Hilarious.

These are not my first OCs by far but they're the ones I've cared about most recently (this crossover idea only happened maybe... a month ago? So the hype is still fresh). If you're interested in them, their stories, or any other characters I've made, lemme know! None of my characters/stories are particularly deep or insightful, but I still love them.

And here's the piccrews I used because I hate when people don't include links for that shit.

The solos

The group

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feelings within

in which one goes nowhere, a lot of places, fast

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1. there is a sensation in the body when there are needles in major veins in both of one’s arms (if applicable).

it might be easy, or even natural, to expect that this is pain of a certain degree. i imagine the visual, splayed out and propped up like a turkey pre-roast and subbing an oven thermometer for tubes constantly pulling out and pushing in blood via a machine of constant whirs, is largely disquieting for some. the fear of just one needle is enough for some folks to swear off blood donations period and to dissuade from more than a few medical procedures. i’ve never been too avoidant of the situation, being Weird enough to relish the chance to look at the needle embrace the sensation as it washes over.

but having one in both arms is a new experience for me, and with it new that a new discovery. an arm must remain still when the needle is in, and when both are occupied, both must be still. i can’t say what it’s like to lose a limb, but it did make me think of a reversal of the common trope with tools as ‘an extension of the self.’

2. it would not be a stretch to say that the Smart Phone (or a connection to the internet) is very much a tool that becomes a part of us in such a way that the Severing is felt. my little refurbished friend will tend to die when i even think of using the camera in extreme temperatures; a loss when out-and-about creates a particular sense of disturbance, despite knowing that It in many ways is a disturbance.

but i digress. the jump between one arm and none arm is much larger than two to one, which was made somewhat evident by my choice of music as an intended pass time for the two hours. i was listening with wireless earbuds, and while the staff member attending was very gracious to manually insert the left one after i was already still, it was not all the way in - hanging off the pinna, rather than covering the canal entrance. much to consider beyond just the asymmetry of music, but my own hesitance to ask for it to be readjusted. like when waitstaff asks if the food’s alright, and you say that it’s Perfect, despite the fact that it’s not what you wanted (and probably isn’t the best food in the world).

3. I do wonder about that sometimes. It’s the meme that I see sometime, the girl requesting a correction on behalf of her boyfriend (the Daisy/Luigi “he asked for no pickles” remains a standout). I’m sure there’s that element of timidness, with whatever socio/psychological basis that informs it, but I also do think there’s an element of exploration, tolerance, and/or contentedness.

i did ask eventually, encouraging a staff member to not worry about applying pressure. sealed in, the waiting i expected began.

Set the scene a little more. The space is a blend of hospital and office vibes, with cubicle-esque desks on the east end of the open room, with surfaces for donors in the west. Some more simple surfaces for the standard blood donors in the middle, but west most was two rows of the more intricate set-ups. Seats facing each other (my eyes occasionally made contact with others, but only briefly), with the massive blood processing doohicky right next to them. The seats have a screen installed, with Netflix as an option recommended. Another screen on the doohicky, monitoring things like input/output pressure, blood iron content, and importantly for the experience - an estimated time remaining and a progress bar.

4. where a high fantasy element lacks literal verbal incantation, i always found it interesting to consider what it is that actually causes the magic shit to happen. avatar characters can execute bending forms without needing to actually manipulate things everytime, so what kind of ‘switch’ do they need to flip? the idea of there being some muscle-flex or mentality that allows one to opt in and out of this more freely manipulating state was always funny to ponder.

anyways, my actual time was about 5 minutes longer than my estimate at the start. i would chalk it up to less-than-optimal hydration the 24 hours prior, but in the moment with the stress ball in hand, i really believed that if i found the perfect rhythm of squeezing or breath depth and interval, that it could slice the time into nothing. some of the timing was the machine of course, presumably determined to not take my own life, but the timing Disparity is enough for me to believe that some onus was on me. reaching for straws that slipped through my fingers.

5. that said, i think the attending staff were sure to let me know that i was “almost there.” 10 minutes out, 25 minutes out, a full hour out, just under half of the way. it was this really strange thing, and i imagine medical professionals have to negotiate something a lot with how they provide comfort. since the machine would not deprive me of life after the fact, and presumably low chances of complications (the only qualifier being a minimum blood iron content, weight, and pulse), the choice to offer reassurances is not loaded with many ethical considerations.

it would have been my preference though to just have been left alone, savoring my music over the long course like i preferred - but of course, they upheld a standard of decency and care to check on me. how dare they ask if i wanted a blanket? how insulting, to make sure i was really okay without Netflix for the time! must i not have even a moment to savor any sense of discomfort?

6. because i probably would have been more comfortable if i did have a blanket covering my short sleeved self, the subtle a/c and grey skies outside enough to have a chill walk, but not run, down my spine. i didn’t feel strongly cold, but enough to notice that the blood seemed absent.

unburdened by the bounds of the vein, my self had expanded to share rent with a machine (and my platelets later, i certainly expect, well beyond the confines of the room). seldom do i get to try density like that, and indeed, one feels just a bit closer to being as light as air. it takes a second to get to that subtle high, and with the sensation grounded by the truth of cold and stillness, one recognizes the elation as something realer than a dream.

it made the music that much better. a playlist of old favorites and nothing else to do let the reflection and the feelings and memories from those days come rolling right back.

7. the little sense of pain, then, to know those days as things to remember, and not to be.

8. and roku city scrolling by right through it all. a placeholder, not made to be known or noticed for more than a few moments, known upside down and backwards, all its film references decoded before even halfway.

9. and after it’s done, and the utility of arms, motion, autonomy return, the body maintain a stony sense of numbness. and the little packet of cheez its are never quite as salty, savory as the first time.

10. oh well. the promise of a free t-shirt ft. Joe Cool seems to mean something.

[orangecherryart]

Knowing your Worth Part 1: self insert x Jotaro Kujo

Warning: dark content such as implied SA (past) (There is some fluff in this I swear)

✨ Other than that, enjoy ✨

Part 2 coming soon!

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"Fuck." Artie sighed in an exhausted tone as they had finally walked into their apartment after a long day's work and slid down to the floor, back against the door itself, not wanting to move for days. Their body ached and felt as if they were numb. Work had been getting a lot harder, especially with the long hours just to make ends meet. Although Artie had blamed themselves for requesting to stay later than usual just for the money, it was the best they could do. They didn't like it, but they were in an abnormal amount of debt this year alone, sure they have enough to get by, but sometimes the bills can rack up pretty fast as living alone and away from family gets hectic when you're on your own. 

The job they had wasn't paying much in the mornings and afternoons recently which led to Artie taking a more different, and scandalous, approach during the evenings and nights

Months ago an older gentleman who appeared to be in his 50s, whom Artie had never met, had noticed their financial struggle and offered to be a sugar daddy of sorts in aid of their need. Of course they begrudgingly agreed since they needed some more money coming in. Their mistake. Not only will their decision lead them into more riches, but it came with a toll on their mental and physical well-being. 

As time passed, Artie had never felt more disgusting than being the gentlemen's plaything and doing everything he had ordered to do, whether that would be dressing up in certain outfits for him, taking more naughty pictures and videos, or even committing more sinful and dirty acts in person at a cheap hotel. Half the time, the man would never follow up on his end of the bargain by the end of the night even though he had promised to give them money in the first place. Sometimes they would literally beg him to cut the shit out and give them the money so that they could leave. Most times he would be manageable and toss the money to them as if they were some low life prostitute, but most times recently, he became more malicious as he would force more devious and sexual acts out of them. Breaking them down to the very core until there was nothing left but an empty husk where a person once was. His twisted and demented self enjoyed it too much and thought it was all good fun, but slowly with each time this occurred, Artie was losing their sanity and how they viewed themselves as a human being. They would see nothing but a toy to be used when they would go back home and look into the mirror, showering up in hopes to make them clean and to get rid of this sin. They just hoped that their family or friends never knew about what they were doing.

Artie had been more quiet than usual, especially if they were out with friends. Normally they would try to talk, or vent to their friends first and give them advice as to what to do, but they felt as if they were too deep in at this point and there was no use in trying to escape. If someone asked they would always put up a mask and say that they were tired. What they didn't know was that their friend Jotaro had been keeping a close eye on them and how their mental health had been declining. Everytime the two had been around each other, or even talked to one another, he would be very observant of their movements, tone, and facial expressions. Even the look in their eyes was beginning to look darker and clouded with grief each day. He knew something was up.

After a short while, Artie had moved up from the doorway entrance to the shower, this time washing the sweat that had built up throughout the day. 

"Gross," They muttered to themselves, "But at least I'll be clean in no time." 

Sooner or later Artie had gotten out of the shower, changed into clothes that were more comfy such as a long sleeved black shirt and black shorts, wanting to finally rest and lie down and hopefully getting some well deserved rest. They had texted their sugar daddy, letting him know that they were very tired and overworked, and that they'll swing by tomorrow. Followed by the sound and motion of them turning off their phone for the rest of the day. 

Eventually a knock was heard at the door and Artie sighed. "Please don't let it be him, please." They begged as they got up and made their way to the door and took one last deep breath and opened it. To their surprise it was only Jotaro. "O-Oh Jotaro it's uh…only you," Artie stammered, not expecting him to come by of course. Jotaro gave a small grunt in response as Artie had let him in. The feeling of dread that they felt earlier was washed away by a more calming aura. That's how it normally felt with him around, "I wasn't exactly expecting you to come by. Can I get you anything to drink? Water? Tea? Anything at all?"

"I'm fine, thanks." Jotaro responded.

"Well I'll get you some water anyway. It's hot out. I still can't believe you'll wear your jacket out in this weather. Aren't you hot at all?" Artie asked, trying to make small talk as they made him a glass of water.

"I'll be fine, but I'm not exactly here to talk about the weather." 

"Then what's up?"

It went silent for a moment as the two looked at each other. Then without a word, Jotaro approached Artie calmy, gently grabbed their hand and placed a small envelope into their palm. Artie immediately looked at what he had placed and carefully inspected it. For such a small mail carrier it felt like something huge was inside, but light like paper. They carefully opened it and felt completely frozen with what they saw. It was money. Possibly thousands of it here. They sat down on one of the chairs at the table nearby, going through every bit of it. The silence was still lingering in the air as Artie couldn't think of what to say. They weren't exactly expecting to get something like this. They wanted to hug jotaro, thank him obviously, and tell him how much they're grateful for this, but that can happen later. All that came out of their lips was, 

"Where did you get this?" They asked as their voice turned soft.

"I called the old man and told him what was going on," Jotaro responded, "It wasn't easy to try and explain things to him."

"Explain what?" They asked, "I mean, I really am grateful. Seriously Jojo I don't think I have enough words to express how I feel, but I really don't deserve this."

Jotaro went silent for a bit as he tilted his hat downward, hiding his face, "The old man insisted on giving it to you. He also insisted and made sure that I needed to watch over you and take care of you." 

"Protect me from what? I don't understand. What exactly did you tell Mr. Joseph?"

Jotaro fell silent again.

"Jotaro?"

Jotaro had looked up, now with the two of them making eye contact. His stare turned serious and his green eyes turned more cold but sharper like ice.

"I know what's been going on."

[thatsthetriick]

Jjba characters in a coming of age movie with their s/o

Summary: What if you and (insert jjba character) are in a coming of age movie? What would happen in the movie, how would you interact?  Header photo: Haruiro astronaut Pairings: Joestars x s/o

Jonathan Joestar  ── Bleachers ♡ You’ll probably be in a boarding school in the 1960s in england. ♡ He is the star student and you’re probably just a normie and you wouldn’t want to associate yourself with him and you just want to live a peaceful life ♡ You’ll be asked to assist the rugby team in exchange for some grades and you couldn’t deny it so you agreed with your teacher and you two had a deal. Your job is simple, all you need to do is just to be in charge of the attendance and be the coach’s spokesman if he’s busy and it wasn’t that bad. ♡ You are also a supervisor whenever the coach is not around and you overall just support everyone just like an assistant. They need water? you’ll get some for the whole team, etc. ♡ Jonathan will honestly start developing feelings for you, and you to him, he starts helping you with your homework on the bleachers and you two will go anywhere together, and you’ll mostly be the one to rebel and sneak out at night to hang out with him and he’d usually feel scared to skip but he didnt let his fear take over him and he just followed you. ♡ The conflict is probably the fact that you witnessed a girl confessing to him near a fountain within school grounds, it kinda broke your heart and lost your motivation to assist the team yet you still continued. ♡ Your ending is probably depressing because he really likes this girl who confessed to him(probably Erina) so you’re left in the shadow and moreover it’s hard to skip and rebel with him when he prioritizes his girlfriend all the time. ♡ Your iconic scene with him is probably him helping you on the bleachers. Joseph Joestar  ──Coward ♡ It’ll be 2000s in america as well probably and this movie will be a enemies to lovers thing huehue.  ♡ You and Joseph hate each other and the whole school knew that and no one ever knew why, maybe because the first day you went to school you accidentally bumped to him and made your food go over him which made him held a grudge on you but at the same time flirt with you? Or make odd statements which just annoys you. ♡ You don’t take him seriously, you take him as a playboy so his flirts wouldn’t affect you at all and it’s not like you’ll take the praises that came out of that brunette’s mouth. ♡ It all changed when obviously you two got assigned in a project that requires the both of you to go to each other’s houses and at first you two argued a lot but you two started thinking that maybe it’s not that bad. ♡ The conflict is probably the fact that this guy likes another girl and you start getting confused with your emotions everytime he interacts with his girl crush, you really feel jealous but you’re still in denial. ♡ He also has feelings for you honestly but since he knew you practically hated so he knew he had NO chance which is why he just shooed his feelings away for you even though he genuinely really liked you.   ♡ You get into a rivalary with the girl he liked which led to the two of you arguing publicly and you probably got embarrassed since she revealed to everyone that you liked Joseph. ♡ Joseph actually felt really happy to hear this and the movie ends with the two of you dating but being really good friends as well. ♡ Your iconic scene with him is both of you lying down on his bed while looking at the ceiling and talking about stories you two experienced. Jotaro Kujo  ──Not that necessary ♡ The setting would probably be somewhere in the 1990s in america in a tiny town somewhere. ♡ Jotaro never really had a permanent home and by this he constantly moved town to town, which means he never really got close with anyone else in his schools and he’d prefer it that way that he wont just get close to anyone ♡ Though he continues being in arguments and physical fights and one of the fights got him in detention with you, now you in the other hand always get in detention for your little pranks to the teachers or skipping and getting caught, let’s just say that in this movie you’re not really the best student and you didn’t really care moreover mind, but when you saw Jotaro you got a vibe you two will get along. ♡ Since you two were the only ones in the classroom you whisper him to follow you as you two escape the window, he’ll probably groan or grunt at you at first but he’ll eventually follow you to get out of detention without using the front door. ♡ You two escape outside the window and run to a forest nearby probably, he’s not much of a talker so you did the talking for him most of the time, you two will do a lot of things in this movie, such as climbing rooftops of houses or going to playgrounds while talking or just bike around the neighbourhood, getting ice cream. ♡ The conflict here is that he’ll be moving soon and it’s hard for the both of you to be separated, since he doesnt’ want you to get hurt his immature 17 year old self would probably tell you that he doesn’t want to be friends or something that hurts, like “I never liked you as a friend anyways”, “ I just used you.” ♡ You would be heartbroken and deep inside you didn’t know why he would randomly tell these things to you and you would distance yourself from him and school generally that’s how much it affected your friendship. ♡ The ending would probably be upsetting and sad with you being left in the town and with Jotaro leaving, he really thought that he could make you leave him by insulting you but it just made you sad instead of being mad at him honestly. ♡ Though the epilogue would probably give the audiences hope since you two will bump to each other 8 years later as adults. ♡ Your iconic scene with him is probably walking to the forest and you doing the talking for him. Josuke Higashikata  ──It started at the Diner  ♡ The setting would probably be in the 50s in a 50s diner in america.  ♡ You were a teenage regular customer there probably a loner and perfect student who’s got everything and is technically bored of life ♡ Everything changed when a bunch of deliquents sat on a table across yours and one of them got your attention the most, he probably saw you staring and you would feel embarrassed honestly and you will hesitate talking to him. ♡ You’ll only probably meet him there but you’ll eventually find him in the town and encounter him everywhere but you still hesitate to talk to him but you two started to talk and there was instant connection. ♡ The iconic scenes you would have with him is probably talking to him in a diner. ♡ The movie would probably also show about your boring life becoming more interesting as you rebel with him, the movie will show the message that teenagers should have fun while they can especially when they are still in their childhood, and that you should never miss the opportunity of meeting new people. ♡ The conflict in the movie is probably your school and your parents and their expectations and the fear that Josuke will be bored of you the more you focus on your education than friends and that he’ll eventually leave you, and how simple things in your life can easily block you from hanging out with him. ♡ The ending would probably be sweet and happy with the two of you spending your whole school year and summer bonding with each other, probably a open ending for the audience to decide. Giorno Giovanna ──Oh to see without my eyes ♡ Two of you are two teenagers in nothern italy which means you’re in a more grassy parts of italy, and you are in a wealthy family. The setting is 80s-90s italy ♡ He honestly goes to the same highschool as you  and he was the new student probably. Your movie with him is probably wholesome and calming and peaceful. ♡ You always like going on the waters and beaches and he would just watch splashing water around and swimming. You two enjoy hanging out at nighttime the most, you would run around the town laughing and biking around near the forest and you would have midnight picnics where you would make snacks for the both of you. ♡ It’s instant connection, the day you met you two were already connected and already friends and it stayed until this day. You two eventually also get feelings for each other honestly as you guys hangout everyday to entertain yourselves. He was kind and polite moreover a gentleman ♡ The conflict is that he has a dream, that he wants to becoming a don of a mafia and you couldn’t stop him and instead you just wholeheartedly supported him till he eventually had to leave you to persue his dream, he went missing and missed a lot of school days because of this. ♡ The ending is sad you two never saw each other again and he intentionally did this because he didnt want you to be in danger ♡ Your iconic scene with him is probably you walking on the shore of the ocean with him by your side as you two talk away as you feel the cold touch of the water touching your bare feet as he stays dry on the sand.

Sorry dudes I’m still in part 5 :”DD, srry for typos im tryna speedrun this xD, might do the jobros and jofoes next >:DD

[marinerainbow]

Now to contrast my Lance drabble, here's a soft self insert for Reala ^^

Reala x Reader

"Reala? Where are you taking me?"

"Just a bit farther, my heart."

"Can't you give me a hint?"

"No, I don't think I will."

You chuckled as you continued to blindly follow your lover, your eyes closed at his request and your arm looped together with his own as he lead you to wherever you both were headed.

Your brows quirked when the sound of shoes on stone changed to the light crunch of grass. The sudden breeze you felt confirmed you two were outside, "Just what are you planning?"

"I told you, it's a surprise." You could practically feel the coy smirk on his lips, "Just a bit longer, my dear. Be paitent."

You playfully huffed at that but remained silent as he asked. Your smile fell in surprise when a few minutes later, you heard what sounded like... A bird?

The two of you finally came to a stop. Your nightmaren lover whispered in your ear, "Alright, now open them."

You didn't need to be told twice. After letting your eyes adjust to the sudden light, you gasped at the gorgeous creature before you, standing tall and proud as it stared back at you curiously.

"Reala, is that...?"

"A jewel bird, yes." He replied as he stepped a bit closer, bringing you with him. The jewel bird lowered its head to get a better look at you both, "She won't bite, she's docile."

After some encouragement, you reached up and gently ran your fingers through the unimaginably soft feathers, making the bird let out clicks of approval. Your eyes were wide with amazement as you stared and admired the creatures beauty, how her feathers gleamed in the light and how her claws seemed to be made of her namesake and her ruby like eyes peering down at you. You could definitely see why her species were called jewel birds.

"Reala, this is... This is amazing!" You turned to him with a wide and bright smile, "She's gorgeous" The bird seemed to recognize that word since she let out some pleased noises and nuzzled further into your hand.

The general gave you a rare soft smile, the kind of smile he 9nly saved for you, "I'm glad you enjoy your gift so much."

"My gift? You don't mean..."

He gestured to the dream avian, still smiling warmly at you, "Meet your new steed."

You gasped again, not expecting this at all. Well, you knew one of Reala's love languages was gift giving, but you never expected him to give you something like this!

With a happy smile, you leaned forward to give him a grateful kiss on the lips, you would have embraced him but your hands were still holding and petting the bird, "Thank you so much!"

"It was my pleasure." The first level purred out, his eyes fluttering close at the feel of your soft lips. When you pulled away, you resisted a giggle when you saw his slight pout.

Looking back up towards the bird, you recognized some of her features and asked him, "Is this the same kind of bird that the goodles ride?"

"Yes, but also no." Reala explained, "This breed of jewel bird is far more friendly then the jail birds. While the jail birds are trained to take care of criminals, your jewel bird can be the most loyal companion if you treat her right."

You nodded understandingly, laughing softly when the bird gave you a playful headbutt, "I can tell we'll get along already. I'll definitely take good care of her."

Reala just stood back and watched you bond with your new friend, his smile growing with each laugh you emitted. Once again, you proved his fear wrong.

Everytime he was afraid of how you would respond to a present, you always proved him wrong with your words and actions of gratitude. Even when you walked in on him trying to fix the broken bracelet he had planned on giving you, you still gave him a tender kiss and offered to help him repair the peice of jewelry. His surprise may have been ruined that cycle, but the memory still made his heart beat faster.

He truly didn't know what he did to deserve you, but he would do everything in his power to ensure your happiness as you do for him every cycle.

What do you guys think? Any questions or constructive criticism are always welcome ^^

[asthmark]

❝ let’s dance ❞ s.jh

synopsis → “i’m gonna marry you.”

request → “How about Johnny fluff partying time and the concept theme is the 80s” — @heart-bleeding-autism-angel​

word count → 2.5k

a/n → the amount of googling i did for this is scary .. and i still know literally nothing abt the 80’s LOL anyway the title is my fav david bowie song that happened to be released in ‘83 and it kind of fits the the fic so,,, cool :-)

the moonlight shines through your window, casting it’s heavenly glow on your face. despite the late hour, it illuminates your entire room enough that you can read the time off the clock hanging on your wall.

11:55 p.m.

if they decide to be on time, your friends should be arriving in five minutes.

you retreat from your windowsill to prepare yourself. you stop in front of your closet, staring at the array of clothing. it takes you a couple moments to pick something you liked. you, of course, wanted to impress johnny, the self proclaimed fashion evaluator, but there was no better feeling than knowing you looked good.

you settle on a cozy turtleneck and your favorite mini skirt. then you pull on a pair of tube socks and slip on your prized white sneakers. for the final touch, you slide on a thin buckle belt through the loops of your skirt to tie it all together.

you smile satisfactorily at your reflection in the mirror and what was sure to be your best outfit yet. besides being well-put together, it felt comfortable enough to move around in and you knew you would surely be doing much moving that night.

once the clock strikes midnight, you notice  light flash into your room. since it’s brighter than that of the moon, you know exactly who must be behind it. even if you didn’t, the hushed chatter and giggling from outside your window gives it away. you peer down into your backyard to find sicheng and jaehyun standing there, flashlights in hand and aimed directly into your bedroom.

you hastily wave your hands at them, your face twisted with worry. they wave back at you with goofy smiles on their faces, oblivious to your concern.

“cut the lights!” you hiss as silently as you can.

they finally seem to get the hint and click them off. jaehyun shouts back, “sorry!” accompanied by a laugh sicheng has failed to contain. you wince at their volume. there was no keeping them quiet so you decide your only option is to move as fast as you possibly can.

you carefully push one leg out of your window. it dangles above the roof of the front porch and you slowly lower it onto the tile. once you’ve successfully planted half of yourself on the roof, you bring your other leg down. this action is followed by a slight creek but you don’t even bother hesitating. you crouch down to the edge of the house and repeat the previous steps, this time landing on the front steps of your porch.

“that was smooth!” jaehyun exclaims in awe.

you bring a finger to your lips but still can’t help but smile at the praise.

“you’re like a ninja,” adds sicheng. “or a cat.” he pauses, deep in thought, before concluding, “you’re a ninja cat.”

you raise a brow. “you’ve both been drinking, haven't you?”

“no.”

“yes.”

“i’m gonna have to believe jae on this one,” you say, observing the way sicheng’s eyelids droop and he slurs his words. “you couldn’t have waited ‘til we got to the club?”

he whines like a child. “i was thirsty!”

you clamp your hand over his mouth and scold him. “why do you feel the need to be so loud? do you want me to get caught?”

jaehyun hiccups. “aren’t you glad i’m an introvert? i’ll never get you in trouble.”

you laugh dryly. “sure, you’re all introverted until you find some random chick to grind on.”

he pouts. “let me have fun.”

“it’s fun until you spill your drink on her and i have to help clean—oh come on, sicheng, did you just lick me?” you remove your hand from his mouth only to find a big smile on his lips.

“perhaps.”

“god, let’s just go. where’s johnny parked?”  

“end of the street.”

you go in said direction with your two friends trailing behind you, messing around all the while. the three of you only stop when you catch sight of johnny’s shiny black convertible. you approach the vehicle and when he notices you, he smiles and shoots you a wink.

“you’re such a flirt,” you comment, opening the door to the passenger's seat.  

he shrugs. “but you still fell in love with me so i’d say it’s worked out pretty well up until this point.”

you’re about to respond when jaehyun interrupts. “hey, i wanted to ride shotgun!”

“me too!” agrees sicheng. “y/n always gets it!”

johnny glares at the pair through the rear view mirror. “and that’s how i like it so get in the backseat or you’re walking.”

they mumble what you assume are complaints yet still get in the car.

johnny revs up the engine but before you go anywhere he makes an announcement. “and if either of you are going to vomit again, all i ask is that you don’t do it in here. my dad just bought me this bad boy.”

a chuckle escapes your lips.

“what are you laughing about over there?”

you lean back against the headrest, smile still present. “we literally have two kids.”

“basically. but hey, there’s no one else i’d rather babysit two grown men with than you.”

“stop, i’m blushing,” you deadpan.

johnny’s shoulders shake with laughter at your sarcasm. “seriously, though! you really know how to take care of someone. one day, if i’m lucky enough, i’ll be able to see that up close.”

you know exactly what he means by that last statement—he was thinking of a future with you. the last thing you want to do is burst his bubble but you knew how your parents felt about your relationship. they thought you could do better than ‘some football player from your school’. they had friends with young, stuck up sons who, according to them, were more fit for you. despite being told countless times how happy johnny made you, they paid you no mind.

you nod, sincerely. “i hope so.”

he places his hand on your thigh, rubbing reassuring circles into your skin. you stay like that for the entire drive.

once you finally reach your destination, you leave all doubt and anxiety surrounding your relationship with johnny in the car along with any other negativity. the flashing lights and loud music you could hear even from outside the club excites you and you’re left with no choice but to discard all of your worries. you never got tired of seeing the glowing, neon sign letting you know that you had arrived at the hottest hang out spot there was—the neo zone.

as soon as you step inside, sicheng’s face contorts in displeasure. “i’m, uh, going to the bathroom.” he carelessly pushes past strangers, clutching his stomach.

you notice jaehyun has disappeared as well. before you can ask, you spot him on the dance floor, inserting himself in some line dance he obviously isn’t familiar with. his limbs move awkwardly and completely out of sync with the rest of the group. he recieves multiple strange looks and you can’t help but cringe.

“where did we go wrong with them?”

johnny’s laugh can hardly be heard over the booming bass of a song. “couldn’t tell you that, sugar. let’s just hope the next ones come out better.”

there he goes again, talking about your oh-so-promising future. you were still unsure if you would be able to grant johnny the picture perfect life he constantly spoke about. whenever he referenced it, you felt slightly guilty.

instead of acknowledging his comment, you glance around, looking anywhere but him. “want to get a drink?”

he simply nods, placing his hand in the small of your back as you weave your way through the crowd to the bar.

he leans on the counter and orders, “one long island iced tea, please.”

“you know my order?” you ask, pleasantly surprised.

“sweetheart, you get it everytime we come here. and that’s often.”

you still beam at him. “it’s still nice. you know, that you notice those things.”

“everything about you is worth noticing. besides, what kind of boyfriend would i be if i didn’t?”

you press a quick kiss to his cheek to show him how grateful you are.

“you really have to work on your aim because you completely missed your target that time.” he teasingly taps his lips.

you roll your eyes with a giggle. “never satisfied, are you, suh?”

“you owe me, just sayin’.”

“oh yeah?”

“totally! i let you sit shotgun!”

“i was the only thing standing in the way of sicheng throwing up all over your dashboard, you should be thanking me!”

johnny presses a kiss to your lips. it’s so unexpected yet enjoyable that you can’t stop your eyes from fluttering shut in bliss. he only pulls away to take a breath of air.

he licks his lips. “how was that?”

you brush imaginary dust off your skirt. “probably the best ‘thank you’ i’ve ever received.”

“says you. i can't get enough of those lips of yours.”

you fiddle with your belt. “nobody's stopping you from getting your fill.”

“you’re going to be the death of me, young lady.”

seconds later, the bartender slides you your drink. “here’s your drink, young lady.” he gives johnny a knowing smile and not-so-subtle thumbs up. “what a pretty little thing you got there.”

you know his words aren’t meant for your ears so you avert your eyes and take small sips of your drink.

“thank you, sir. i couldn’t agree more.”

“you know, me and my wife met in this club. just like you two.”

“we’ve actually known each other for a couple years.”

the man’s eyes widen in surprise. “well, look at you. already ahead of the game. you love her?”

johnny doesn’t hesitate to nod. “very much. the only issue is her folks don’t seem to be too crazy about me. they have a long list of suitors, myself excluded.”

you frown and trace the rim of your glass. that never got any easier for you to hear.  

the man nods, understandingly. “i see. well, in that case, you might have to wait. you said you love her and until you get to be together—which you will—keep loving her. that’ll make the time you spend waiting go by like this.” he snaps his fingers to prove his point.

johnny nods, a genuine smile appearing on his face. “i appreciate the advice. thank you.”

the bartender gives him a curt nod and goes back to tending to the other demanding customers.

before johnny gets a chance to say anything, you ask, “do you wanna dance with me?”

his grin widens. “always.”

you take his hand in yours and lead him to the dance floor. it’s full, as always, multiple bodies pressed up against each other. you waste no time joining in.

your hands end up on his broad shoulders, fingers toying with the hair on the nape of his neck and his grip ends up on your hips. the songs played at club neo zone always had a strong bass and energetic vibe so you both match that rhythm, moving to the intense heartbeat of the music. you gaze up at johnny, admiring his good looks even under the glow of the disco lights that colored him shades of bright pink, blue and green.

“what are you looking at, pretty girl?”

“just your face. i like it.”

he hums. “mm, i’m glad. i do too.”

“like my face?”

“no, mine.”

you shove his shoulder, playfully.

he chuckles. “you know i’m joking. you’re the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen.”

you suddenly find your shoes to be very interesting and stare down at them, smiling sheepishly.

“c’mon, don’t get all shy on me now.”

you giggle. “quit it.”

he glides his hands up and down your sides. “i’m serious, darling. it must’ve taken all my luck to get you.”

“i could say the same thing. there’s no one i’d rather be with than you, john.”

his dimples appear at the compliment and he goes in for a bear-like hug. he cradles your shoulders and rests his chin on top of your head as both you sway.

“i’m gonna marry you.”

you’re not sure what about this statement catches you most off guard. maybe it’s the way that there’s no teasing tone in his voice or perhaps the fact that he has decided to say this in the middle of the dance floor, of all places.

you catch your lower lip in between your teeth. “i’m sorry we have to wait.”

“i’ll wait forever, babygirl, if that’s what it takes. and so what if your parents don’t want that. if one day you’ll let me wake up next to you and have a family with you, i’ll be happy.”

you feel butterflies fluttering in your stomach at his sweet words. “i can't wait.”

with the hope of a future together, you and johnny happily dance the rest of the night away. once the party dies down and the crowd shrinks with every song that passes, your bodies are left sweaty and tired. you agree it’s time to go home.

you spot jaehyun in the back of the club and it takes a lot of effort to drag him off his latest girl interest. he blows her kisses as you yank him away, promising her a phone call in the morning. you’re pretty sure he’s lying.

sicheng is found passed out in the restroom, snoring heavily.

“has he been here this whole time?” you ask with a grunt as you attempt to hoist him up.

johnny shrugs as he helps you lift. “i find it's better to not ask questions.”

you nod in agreement. “fair.”

the car ride is silent mostly thanks to sicheng being knocked out. jaehyun sits quietly as well, staring out the window. johnny decides to drop them off first. you stop in front of the jung residence. as you watch the brunette struggle to open the door with one hand and hold sicheng’s unconscious figure in the other, you can’t help but wonder, “is it really a good idea to leave him with jae? i mean, that’s like telling a toddler to look after an infant.”

“if i left him at his house i’m pretty sure his old man would ground him for the rest of his life. jae’s folks are always out of town.”

with that reassurance, you drive off, your next destination being your house. johnny parks exactly where he did at the beginning of the night, just to be safe.

he rests his hands on the steering wheel. “want me to walk you?”

you shake your head. “that’s alright. if i get caught, i’d rather it not be with you. i’d never hear the end of it.”

“yeah, i get it. one day, though, we won’t have to worry about it.” as if to promise you his words are true, he hands you his letterman jacket. it was his prized possession and he was never seen without it. “here, take this. wear it when i can't be with you.”

you nod, clutching the clothing item close to your chest. “i will.”

he leans over as far as his seatbelt allows him to give you the last kiss of the night. it ends too fast for the both of you. you exit his car and walk down the sidewalk towards your house.

johnny watches you through his rear view mirror and smiles to himself when he catches you pull on his jacket.

[jinxthequeergirl]

Dad Ash Williams Headcanons

Thanks to @laing-caster you all get this master piece that makes my heart melt

I've also made the kid sorta Gender nuteral as possiable

I've meantioned it before

Ash

Is

Ecstatic to hear he's gonna be a dad

Cause after having Brandy In his life for a while now he thinks its a breeze

Even though you tell him A seventeen year old is a lot easier to handel than a new born

It still makes you really happy to know hes excited about it

Dudes got baby fever

Sees a mom and her baby

Points

"We're gonna have one of those"

Likes to show you baby things he finds anywhere

Hes also very attentive to you and your needs

Always making sure you are comfortable

He very much starts worrying about it half way through

What if he doesn't actually want this?

What if hes a bad dad?

You reasure him the best you can

Telling him he was the best when it came to Brandy so why wouldn't he be the best for the full ride

That makes him feel better

He forgets all of that however when the baby is actually born

Has to fource himself to not lift the baby up and show everyone

He doesn't mind doing a lot of the dirty work

But at the same time he does

He 100% males sure you stay in bed when they baby wakes up crying at night

He'll sit in the nursery

Or the living room with them and tell them stories until they fall back asleep

Probably likes to whisper cute ass shit like "you gotta give mommy a break she may be tough but she could use the sleep"

Many times have you woken up to an empty bed

Only to find that he's fallen asleep with the baby in his arms

He loves being around the baby

He loves playing with them

Napping with them

Everything

Hes the protective parent having adopted that trait from constantly fighting off evil

He wouldn't understand baby proofing things until the baby began crawling around

You laugh at him when he gets super worried about things

Has made a poor excuse of a sock puppet to entertain them

He loves cuddling both of you together

He gets a soft warm grin everytime both of you are asleep in his arms

As they grow older he would absolutely spoil them

Buys them plenty of toys

Clothes books

If your first kid is a daughter

Then hes gonna buy those little dresses

Every doll he ever comes across is instantly bought

His son?

Buys Anything he would've likes as a kid

He hasn't played piano in years

But he sits his child down and teaches them what he can

Loves giving piggy back rides and having them sit on his shoulders

Sometimes when your cooking you can hear a joyfull cry from the child as ash chases them around the house

And plays deadwhen hes to tierd to keep playing

Brandy likes playing with her siblings too and will join the two when they do

Holidays are always fun now that you have a family

Christmas is one of those quante kinda things

Christmas eve is hosted at your house and all your friends and family come over and Hes acts like a dad hosting a party would

And of course he and his kid are gonna hop on that piano and play something and make everyone cry

Ash isnt the biggest fan but

During halloween all four of you Brandy included dress up together and go out

He'd be the proudest when they are older

And learns they've adopted his cocky personality

And picks up on the one liners to pick up dates

"Ahah! Thats my kid!"

Teen years are tough

And Ash Attempts to be The cool Friend parent

So he lets them know hes cool to talk to about whatever

And gets a little hurt if they prefer to talk to you or Brandy instead of him

He tries so hard to relate to them

Memes? He gives a sensible chuckle and later asks you to explain

If it so happens that they decide they are LGBTQ+

He pulls out the

"Hi_____I'm dad."

Trying to easy the nerves they had

But right away you both let them know you are there for them no matter what

Get him a shirt that says "I support my (Insert Identity here) kid!"

Always trying his best to be respectful of pronouns name changes whatever if it comes to that

He enjoys it when he can talk girls with them

But tries his best to talk Boys too

He's always very careful to never get them involved in The whole Evil Dead stuff

Besides some basic self defense and the stories you've both told them

When they go off to college hes always kinda saddened that Both his kids are all grown and doing there own things

But extreamily proud and loves to brag about them

Both of them

At some point after talking about how much you miss them

He'll ever so slyly ask

"Wanna do it again?"

[ladyanput]

Seeing Red Ch.6

Warning: There’s a bit of gore in this chapter, as well as mentions of sexual abuse and suicide. 

Eva awoke to the smell of something floral. She opened her eyes and caught sight of Jason setting a tray on his coffee table, a delicate tea set and a small plate of biscuits on it. When he caught sight of her, he gave her a smile and made his way to her, giving her a small kiss on the forehead. 

“I take it you slept well..” He murmured against her skin, grinning as he felt her arms wrap around his neck. His hands slid to her naked waist, pulling her body close as he began to pepper her neck with soft kisses. When he pulled back, he took in the sight of Eva, of her sleep messed hair, the traces of sleepiness in her eyes, and how amazing she looked in his bed. “I thought you’d like some tea this morning.”

“Mmm, is that what I’m smelling?” Eva purred softly as she slid out of the bed, picking up a discarded shirt of Jason’s off of the floor and tugged it on. She let Jason guide her over to his sofa, where he handed her a cup of the fragrant floral tea. “Well, Jason, I must say, you have amazing tastes.” 

Jason smiled at her in return, silently thankful for Alfred for his help in the tea selection. 

“I am going to be heading down to the training room this morning. Me and the others agree that since Cat Boy managed to kick our asses, we needed to maybe try some different types of training.” 

“Keep in mind, he was using that weird magic.” Eva pointed out, risking a glance over at where Trixx was resting, on a soft pillow on Jason’s dresser. “I probably would have been killed without Trixx there to help me. He’s a little cutie.”

“More cute than me?” Jason wriggled his eyebrows at her, causing her to grin in return.

“I’d say so.” At his stunned expression, she burst out into laughter, her shoulders shaking and her head thrown back. “I’d say you’re more rugged than cute, Jay.” 

“Well, I guess that’s an improvement. But since you’ve wounded my fragile ego, I say your punishment is that you’ve got to come work out with us down in the training center.” He took a sip of his own tea, making a slight grimace when he tasted it. He was really an Earl Grey kind of guy, but he’d be willing to deal with this stuff at least for the day. 

“Fine. But it’s a pity, I was hoping to go over the whole ‘Miraculous drama’ with Trixx, since I’m basically in the dark about the entire thing.” At Jason’s look, she gave a slight shake of her head. “I’m not asking Marinette, she’s in no way, shape, or form ready for that kind of stuff. I’ll wait until she’s.. Processed all that’s happened.”

The two were then silent for a long time, sipping tea and nibbling on the biscuits, enjoying the sight of the sun rising through the large bedroom windows, casting the room in a warm colour. Trixx sat up and stretched with a soft yawn, lazily flying over to his Chosen and taking his seat on her shoulder.

“Good morning, Trixx, how’d you sleep?” She nuzzled the little fox, who returned the gesture quite eagerly. “You’re looking quite well rested.” 

“I haven’t slept like that in a long time. I guess having such an amazing kit has its perks.” Trixx eagerly took the biscuit that Eva offered and took a big bite out of it.

"So, training today, hm? Anything else on the menu?" Eva took another sip of her tea, feeling the warmth of it spread through her body. She almost didn't want that moment to end, her and Jason sitting in his room, the peace and quiet while they enjoy the moment.

To Jason, there was something so unbelievably domestic about it. A spot of calm in the raging storm that was his life. And seated across from him was a woman he found himself wanting to have that moment with more often.

"I heard Bruce mentioning something about going down to the police station, seeing Agreste. I dunno, maybe let Marinette confront her fears." Jason shrugged.

".. Is that wise? Like, I'm not questioning your guys' judgement or anything, but that bastard only yesterday kidnapped her, basically almost killed her, shouldn't we give her some time and space away from him?" 

"He's going back to France soon, to be prosecuted there. From what I'd gathered from the friends I have at the police station, that teacher of theirs is trying to say it was all a big misunderstanding."

That brought a snort of Eva.

"That's a bunch of fucking bullshit, but no, of course Caline is going to try to get everything swept under the rug. And Adrien's fancy, rich lawyers are no doubt gonna work double time to get all charges dropped." Eva grumbled.

Jason merely sat back and watched as Eva grumbled to herself. He found it rather adorable how her brows drew together and how she was practically snarling. But what really caught his attention was the fire in her eyes. Eyes that always drew him in with how expressive they were, like some open book. He knew a hundred things about Eva, yet nothing at all.

"But I shouldn't stress over it. They're not worth it, and I'm sure that the universe is going to deliver a great dose of karma." She let out a huff, and drained her cup of her tea.

Jason merely smiled and finished off his own tea. It was going to be an interesting day.

…

A morning of being tossed around like a rag doll in the training room, an afternoon of having heart to hearts with Marinette, and Eva found herself here.

Lady Vixen knelt on the ledge of the roof she had managed to scramble to, her breathing coming out in short, fast bursts as she ran, ran as far and fast as she could. 

She had crossed a line, she had gone and manhandled Adrien, because that little bastard had reminded her so much of David, of a past she had practically fled Canada to get away from. A past she had tried so hard to hide. 

Vixen, practically blind to the world, buried her face in her hands and began to sob, unaware of the orange mist that began to swirl around her. 

The ringing of a school reached her ears. Her head snapped up to see a familiar, yet distant scene in front of her; her high school’s main lobby, the rush of student bodies, the laughter, the shoutings, the energy of the youth that was sure that they all had such bright futures in front of them.. And there she was, at the age of sixteen. Eva Bourbon pushing her way through the crowds, engrossed in her own thoughts of papers and other schoolwork that she barely noticed the guy in front of her. 

They had collided, she had dropped her books, he had dropped his cell phone. They had stumbled over apologies and had scurried to pick up their dropped items. They had made clumsy introductions, Eva to the tall, blond, handsome David with the darkest eyes she had ever seen. 

“No, don’t.. Fuck, get away from him..” Vixen croaked out as she watched her younger self, her more foolish self, flirt with David, watched as they exchanged numbers, and continued on their ways to their classes.

And her life began to rush by; David asking her out, their first date at a nice restaurant and then them going and watching an event at the town’s main park, David and Eva agreeing to go steady, David’s many lavish gifts, since the guy was rich and came from an important family that had far too much influence in the town. Vixen watched tearfully the first time Eva had slept with David; in the back seat of his fancy car, the young seventeen year old girl looking so nervous, wanting to back out and maybe try this another time, and David begging, smooth talking, wearing her down until young Eva finally gave in. She watched as Eva went home that night and cried herself to sleep, but told herself that it was fine, afterall, she and David were soulmates, she was supposed to give her virginity to her soulmate.

The two got married just out of high school, moving into a nice large house with a white picket fence, paid for by David’s father. She watched as David’s father was arrested for fraud, amongst other things, and David lost his source of money. As Eva struggled with university and far too many jobs to count, as well as keeping a nice home. As David threw a fit as the two of them moved into a smaller house, because they just didn’t have the money, as he wasted money on drugs, alcohol, reminding Eva of a monster. 

And every time she went to leave him, he threatened suicide, that he couldn’t live without her, that if he died it would be all her fault and everyone would hate her for it, so she stayed, scared for him, for her. Because, foolishly enough, she still loved David, she thought he was her soulmate.

“No, just fucking leave him..” Vixen buried her face in her hands once more, as she witnessed a scene, one of many, of David forcing himself on Eva. “Fucking go.. Fuck, leave, please.. Soulmates don’t exist, that’s fucking fairytales, it’s bullshit, grow up, grow up, grow up..”

And the day that Eva was finally fed up with David, finally let the scales fall from her eyes, and she packed her bags, shoving them into the trunk of her car. And just as she was about to get into her car, Eva heard her name. 

Vixen and Eva both turned their heads, watching as David pulled out a handgun, Eva having never seen it before in her life, and as he inserted the barrel into his mouth, and pulled the trigger. His blood and brains splattered on the white house wall.

It was a scene that still haunted Eva to this day, a scene she saw everytime she closed her eyes, everytime she went to sleep she dreamed of that. And years later, she saw clearly that he had just done that to hurt her. David had been a pathetic excuse of a man, he’d had no skills aside from spending his daddy’s money, he never would have gotten anywhere without her. 

…

Eva stepped through the front door of Wayne Manor. Everyone was standing in the front hall, watching her. She could see the questions in their eyes, see them noticing her red rimmed eyes, her rosy nose, her trembling lips. She even noticed Marinette taking a step towards her, reaching out a hand. But Jason was the one who made his way to her, and she threw herself into his arms, into a pair of arms she knew deep down would never aim to hurt her.

And a few minutes later, she was curled up in his bed, in his embrace, telling her story while he remained quiet and simply listened. Once she was done, he let out a heavy sigh. 

“If he wasn’t already dead, I’d kill him. Fuck, Eva.. I had no idea.” He murmured as he ran a hand over her hair, smoothing it away from her tearstained face. 

“Oh, you never looked into my background? Never found out I was a widow?” Eva let out a teary laugh, but it ran hollow, false. 

“I wanted to, you know, respect your privacy. I only did a background check for any arrests or if you were connected to anything suspicious.” He admitted. When Eva sat up to look at him, he cupped her face in her hands. “I guess we both have pretty fucked up pasts. I was killed by the Joker.”

“Yeah, really funny, Jason.” She went to roll her eyes, but the look on her face made her stop. “Wait.. No, fuck, Jay, are you serious?” 

And that was the night that the two of them bore the deepest parts of themselves to each other. And Eva made several appointments for Jason to see a therapist, as well as herself.

Taglist: @the-navistar-carol @chocolate1721 @emo-elaine13 @mochinek0 @drarryismylife101 @toodaloo-kangaroo @moonlightstar64 @imtryingsstuff @shamefullove

[streets-in-paradise]

Regardless of the Dangers

Supernatural reader insert drabble

Word Count: 834

Pairing: Sam Winchester x female reader 

Genre: Comfort - Fluff

Warnings: Hints of crossover elements with American Horror Story Hotel.

Summary: The reader goes on a hunt with the Winchesters and gets triggered by the comments of a demon. She does her best to hide it but Sam is aware of it and he comforts her once they are back in the bunker.

Disclaimers: This is a small drabble inserted in the context of a series of oneshots for a crossover with AHS Hotel i have been writing but haven't posted yet. The character i had in mind for the reader is a witch who grew up in the Hotel Cortez as an adopted child of the Countess and James March. She left the place because she refused to follow the path of her family, that happened years before she meet the Winchesters. In the moment this drabble takes place she is in a relationship with Sam and sometimes she joins him and Dean on hunting trips, to help them with the work and because of her own personal motivation making her thankfull for every chance she has to save someone.There is a small mention to that backstory here so i wanted to explain it before to provide a bit of context. Also, the hotel is rumoured to be a gate of Hell. I share that common headcanon and used it in this concept.

Tags: @yerevasunclair I wrote this today, i was bored and i got a rush of sudden inspiration. I’m posting it because your encouragement made me brave enough to do it. I hope you will enjoy it. 

Things were not right and Sam knew it. They solved the case, things were supposed to get better but his girl was not acting like her usual self. During the trip back to the bunker she participated in Dean's jokes or general conversation, but she seemed to do it out of commitment, because she had to. At first, he thought  she was just worried for the wellbeing of the people and too focused on the work, but after seeing how the good outcome they got didn't improve her humour he started to worry.

Wasting no more time, he confronted her about it once they got some time and space for privacy after their arrival.

" I'm tired. That's all." was the simple reply he got.

" Love, I get that sort of excuses from Dean everytime he is not doing ok, I know how to recognize bullshit when i hear it. It's not just the car ride, you have been acting weird long before that. I know something is wrong and I want to help. "

She didn't know what to do. She hated lies, since the moment when she told him everything about who she was she promised herself to never lie to him again. Being true to herself, she decided to tell him. " I can't get the words of that demon out of my head. Why did he say I am expendable like every person in your life apart from your brother??"

" Demons lie to get what they want, to get the worst of you out."

" I was raised by two paranormal psychopaths who used to lie to me all the time. I was a toy in dispute in the middle of their already broken marriage. I know when someone lies to me. That's the problem, this didn't feel like a manipulative lie. It sounded like an honest warning. '' she tried to explain herself. " Look, I understand the special bond you have with Dean and it doesn't bother me at all. You know I even have grown to  like him and I consider him a good friend. I would die for you or for him if i had to, but choosing to do it is one thing. Having someone else saying that you would let me die without hesitation to save him because i'm just an expendable company you keep for now is hurtful. You know i'm not asking to be placed above your brother, i would never do that. It's just that i can't help to feel a bit hurt when i remember those words. Maybe that demon knows better than me and, in the big scheme of things, i don't matter. I could be perfectly replaceable and maybe i haven't noticed it yet because i love you too much to see it. " Her voice was fading a bit, it was a deep concern of hers that she was addressing openly for the first time. She wasn't even aware of it until that demon made it come out to the surface.

" How can you think such things? You know how much you matter to me. Meeting you was the best thing that happened to me in years." Sam replied equally shocked and worried.

" Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me, at least since I left my family in their hell portal. I tried so hard not to fall for you but you made it impossible." she teased him. " i feel so foolish because i don't want to cling to you but the doubt drives me crazy. "

" One thing I think we have learned together is that sometimes it's good to cling a bit to what makes us feel good. " he added as he holded her in his arms. " You make me feel good, that's why I was selfish enough to keep you with me. Do you really think i don't worry for you? When I realized I was in love with you I was terrified because I didn't want to ruin your life. I didn't want you to get hurted because of me. You chose me anyways, regardless of the dangers. You were absolutely aware of the risks but you stayed. Since then I have never regretted the choice I made when I faced my feelings for you instead of running away from them. You are not just a good company, or some possible collateral damage I contemplate and dismiss. I love you, don't you ever dare to doubt that again. You don' t have to feel insignificant, since you are here with us you became part of this. Whatever this thing is, we will remain together. Dean knows there is no way in heaven or hell for me to let you go. " he reassured her, his calm voice felt full of love.

For an instant, nothing else mattered. She felt the intensity of his feelings on his words and in the careful hold of his embrace. He managed to calm her down somehow, they always found ways to bring some comfort to each other and Sam didn't make an exception that time . Overwhelmed by her own feelings, she kissed him sweetly and no more words were needed

[rootiebaga]

nobody asked, i know, but heres my departments thus far! (with nicknames, of course)

note! i do use mods, one of them being the ultimate fashion corp mod from reddit, a mod that lets you keep your employees after you reset a run, and some other useful ones

also its under the cut because uh- long

control team! (aka the OGS! (because control team is the first department people unlock when starting a run))

morty (former employee)

-may the brave fool rest, gone, but not forgotten.

rootieee (captain)

-its, its my self insert what do i have to sa

paul

-the most boring in the facility (and the most sane one in the department,)

-just wants to do his job correctly.

-not much to say about him, really

maxim (morty’s replacement after he died, rest in piece morty, you were a brave hero, yet a little dumb after trying to fight a green dawn in the early runs i had)

-morty’s big bro, a little sad that morty died but he didn’t know all that much in the facility,

-takes his job too seriously

-usually chills in the main room alot,

shao

-an absolutely innocent baby, even if they some horrifying abnormalities, they would still think of them as cute

-just, likes being here, many friends for them!

-they also like hugs!

igoree (rip)

-the sleepy employee has come back! wowie

-still sleepy and also hungry,

-the one who doesn’t work all that much

-..”how did she.. die? did she just want to? what in the world happened there? is it because of that behaviour adjustment thing?”

“just forget about it and keep working,”

“but, paul im curious-”

“quiet.”

eden

-woooooo returning!

-one of the calmest people in the department

-probably wouldn’t even be phased by the effect [CENSORED] gives her if we had it

“hey uh, eden? i got something to tell you..”

“go on shao,”

“didn’t... something happen to you? h-how are you even-”

“hey hey, dont worry about that! just, make sure you stay safe, alright?”

information team! (aka the threeks! (named by tom, who is dead, an idiot, and couldn’t count))

tom (dead)

-an idiot

-okay moving on

ryn

-the only one with aleph gear, seriously (edit (draft edition): hes the first one with aleph gear after i got nothing there’s gear, the second being daniel)

-chill once you get to know him,

-likes protecting others with his gear, since, you know

mason

-usually anxious, he doesn’t mean to be though!

-”alright calm down.. never mind this is not the time to calm dOW-”

-probably likes ryn??

eugene

-a little bit crazy, yet kind nonetheless! 

-hi

-just wants some friends, unfortunately not many people are willing to befriend her due to her kinda crazy nature

-basically someone who cares for everyone in the facility, y e e

(also whats known as a “bow kinnie” to the control team captain) /j

emma

-looks really kind until you try to talk to her, shes an asshole is what im trying to say

-likes to bite things with the sharp teeth she has, because why not

-absolute chaos

ray

-i dont know why she exists, shes just there

safety team! (aka the wind wielders (named by isabel, cause he likes flutes))

isabel

-brother of gregory

-the second innocent bean,,

-likes playing the flute whenever hes done for the day

-i accidentally gave him crumbling armour’s gift

gregory

-brother of isabel

-prefers acting over playing instruments,

-a bit more serious,

neville (prefers nelville)

-an absolutely tired employee, they just like waiting till everyone is done for the day to go home

-they’d be at home if they weren’t forced by their friend to work here

-hates everything right now

ramirez

-the joyful friend

-wanted to work here because of the people here, so many unique faces!

-likes all things unique, she usually loves trying different things that look nothing alike from the things she tried before

khanna

-the mute employee in the facility, uses notes to communicate

-another sane one, yet still kinda nervous

-a bean

training team! (aka “nobody here is fine” (named for the fact that almost everyone is very nervous, and then we got firenze))

hana

-the one thats sad most of the time

-really helpful for when it comes to working on abnormalities!

-gregory has a crush on them (why would you say tha)

sobin

-before you think of him as edgy, hes not all that edgy personality wise, he just likes the aesthetic

-hes just a really chill and friendly dude

-yes, he can see more with the e.g.o outfit hes wearing, it is pretty strange to him though

firenze

-the narcissist, he really thinks hes the king of this department

-hes wrong its actually hana thats the captain of this department

-nobody likes him

daniel

-actually used to be a clerk! the face was a little different then before but hey, thats fine

-the third pure bean

-hes a really good friend to have!

susan

-what can i say about her?

-well i mean

-shes susan

central command team! (aka where is everyone? (due to there being not many agents here))

geminiano

-the most sane one in the facility (while being the dead inside captain)

-really good when it comes to tech

-”oh sh** did anyone check on mika?”

charlotte

-the bald employee, doesn’t mind being bald, that just means she can take care of the “your bald” abnormality

-”ignore the second mouth i got on my armour, please”

-plays vibe games on roblox

mika

-absolutely. chill

-doesn’t know where he’s going most of the time

-the one that works on child of galaxy everytime

gimtteol

-really bad sight, she doesn’t mind it

-kalm

-nobody can spell her name right

arang (prefers ayang)

-you thought sobin was the edgelord huh? think again

-easily annoyed.

-also was a clerk before

john

-the newbie!

-hes trying okay?

-hes still a little nervous but thats fine!

disciplinary team! (aka f**k (also nicknamed “why do we have red” due to me choosing little red riding hooded mercenary every run where theres disciplinary))

ara

-angy

-another person that takes their job way too seriously but doesn’t mean to

-not really that rude sometimes, but most of the time she can be a bit of an asshole, probably because of something that happened in the past, nobody wants to talk about it though

-lesbian

camille

-has a slightly torn snake tongue, it makes them not able to speak, they mostly make noises like growling,

-nobody knows why their like this, they just are, but dont be afraid to talk to them if you need anything! they usually write what their trying to say

-the expert, especially at finding things, even if they cant speak

tim

-another returning employee! wooooo

-still dead inside, but feeling a little bit better!

-might be the oldest out of everyone

welfare team! (aka “sleep tight” (nobody knows why its called that)

space

-very calm, most of the time doesn’t mind anything, but still does get a little nervous at times

-nobody knows why her eyes are always closed, (ara specified that her eyes look like a galaxy that can only be opened for a couple of seconds because if she opens them for more than a few seconds they’ll start to glitch, when others see it happening, it looks like the galaxy is becoming more like an image other than a real galaxy, parts of the galaxy become misplaced and reverted back to their original place quickly repeatedly (kinda like the select thing in paint, usually in the shape of the rectangular selection though) and parts of the galaxy turn into static and back very quickly and repeatedly. we she sees it happening her vision becomes the same as how other people see the galaxy when it starts glitching, randomly shifting from original place to different place, or from static back to normal, some ominous, glitchy sounds have been heard when this is happening aswell, (i thought of this because of a small dream(?) i had when i was in a certain state of almost about to fall asleep, maybe i was napping i dont really know, it was a strange dream, i dont remember much of it which is expected, i think it was something about discord and some sort of strange thing that had a little timer on it, and after it was done the thing it was in started glitching, the background it was in and even the button that used to be the timer was glitching, i heard some sounds that were glitching a little (it looked like those screens you see when someone’s streaming something on there,) and then i woke up, yeah kinda weird,)

-like eugene, cares for everyone! especially ara, since space herself is the one who helps ara through tough times

courtney

-gets bored alot, just wants to work on the difficult abnormalities

-really snarky

johnson

-a smartass

-yet still a little friendly if they trust you

-i’ll upgrade them soon dont worry (i have upgraded them/him dont worry)

,

woop!

i’ll probably update this soon, but in the meantime have this, sorry for being dead lately, on both this and my sideblog

[oikaw-ugh]

Hallo, AJ BB! @oikawa-thegreatking ✨✨✨ I saw your post the other wanting to get matched up SO HERE I AM!

I tried to make it as accurate as possible with the little things I know about you but I feel like I won't wing this so forgive me in advance 🥺 but I match you with:

Nishinoya Yū

Because I feel like you're a very gentle person (w the way how our convos sometimes go).

And Nishinoya can just be...very too much for himself, yk? It's sometimes overflowing I feel like he needs to pour the energy out to someone.

You recently started watching some anime series, right?

I actually headcanon Nishinoya and Hinata as hardcore weabs!

So when you approached Nishinoya one day, asking him if he was watching *insert anime* judging from his screen, his eyes just went: 💖💖💖

"YOU WATCH THIS, TOO?!"

Nishinoya is gonna pester you starting to this day because of that. Before you knew it, you and Noya became friends!

He just likes talking to you when classes and practices are not yet starting.

"AJ! Have you listened to the new OST on the new arc?!" He asked you one day the moment you took a step in your class.

"Y/N, what episode are you now?!"

"Y/N, did you know about the theory of..."

He just feels so refreshed to talk about other stuff with other people.

I feel like...you two won't make it official? Because you like to be passive while Nishinoya expressed his self in actions more?

But dw. You two know that the other is very important and you literally act like you two are in the honeymoon stage ALWAYS.

Like, Tanaka just groans whenever he asks Noya about you two and Noya is just like:

"Oh? AJ? AJ's very special and important to me!"

And when some of you're friends ask you?

"Noya is very special to me."

Dates? Dates always involved anime! At his free time, the two of you would watch anime anywhere! It could be at the room, or at the rooftop, even the gym (when they're not starting yet). With you two sharing one headset, shoulders glued to one another as you share Nishinoya's phone.

He knew you're still kind of new so he wants to convert you to a weaboo A S A P .

Late night calls? Could be. Especially when Nishinoya always recommended you different anime series?

You'd call him out of the blue and he'd answer (of course) and you're like:

"I'm sorry. But I just want you to know I hate this black-haired character."

That or he'd call you to talk about random characters and you two would share ideas and theories.

You: "I actually think he's the secret villain."

Noya perking up from his bed: "AJ, ME TOO!"

Anime aside, one thing Nishinoya likes about you is YOU B A K E.

Idk of what other pastries you can bake other things bb so let's stick with cookies

He loved it so much when you asked him to try your cookies because it was a new recipe!

He went *Q*

"THESE ARE SO GOOD!"

He may or may have not accidentally blurted out how much he loves you 👀

You love hiking and going to the woods, right? Nishinoya tags along, too! And he always said it was a good alternative training just so he could go with you.

Everytime you both went at places he's never been, he gets more and more inspired to travel the world as soon as he graduates!

In which you totally support because how can we not when he says it so passionately? 🥺

Going to malls, theme parks is also a thing! Noya loves rides and those games where there are prizes at stake? He'd try every single one of them so he could give you the huge or cute prizes!

"Noya, it's okay-"

"No, no, last one!" -Noya for the nth time

You mentioned to him once that you love turquoise! And he was like: "Should I dye my blond streaks blue?"

Noya, no- 👁️👄👁️

It's not even blue it's turquoise

At fights, sometimes they could be very petty. Nishinoya loves to insist his points and though sometimes they could be irrational, he hates it when people correct him.

Fights circulate on screaming and non-stop rebuttals. As much as you want to tone your voices down, Noya's senseless anger can sometimes rile you up and before you knew it, the both of you are screaming at one another.

Both of you avoid each other - which is hard as the two of you literally do anything together.

The vb club and your friends would immediately sense something's wrong but they know that they shouldn't butt in as they'd only fuel your anger more.

But don't worry! Making up comes naturally, though. As days pass by, Noya and you wouldn't be able to avoid each other anymore. One of you (mostly Noya) would suddenly approach the other one and like:

"AJ/Noya, do you...want to watch...the *insert anime*'s new episode?"

Then you'd both watch and at first, you're both silent. Not until a scene comes in that makes you two laugh, or get pissed and before you knew it, you two have made up! And you two would casually insert "I'm sorry," in the middle.

In conclusion: Being with Noya is roller coaster ride! You both introduce into different things the other never thought they would try

AJ, I hope you like it! 🥺

[bbygssi]

Just a quick smut story...it’s my first time doing this so comments and ideas on how to write better is welcome! But please be nice to me....please..

WARNING: NSFW, smutty smut stuff, female masturbation, rough sex, name calling, cursing, BDSM type stuff (but not too intense)...

Jungkook x reader

Background: you and BTS have been friends now for years, and it seems like junkook is wanting to get closer to you today...

Today was a weird day. You woke up and couldn’t find you’re glasses so you had to put on your contacts with tired eyes. Not a good start. Then there were no more eggs for breakfast. You almost forgot that Jin and Namjoon came over yesterday morning and ate literally all of them. On the way to work today, the subway stopped abruptly because some thing broke, but that’s Seoul for you. And then at dance practice, you twisted your ankle and had to sit out the rest of the day. Today was just not your day.

When you got to the boys’ house, finally, you sat on the couch and sighed of exhaustion. These boys were the only thing keeping you from banging your head against the wall from the days events. Jimin walked out first.

“Hey Y/N! You look like you had a shit day”

You turned your head to face him and noticed he had no shirt on. Looks like he just got out the shower with his sexy wet hair everywhere. You instantly stopped yourself from thinking that.

“Yea I did.. and you look like you need a shirt.. and pants”

He looked down and realized he was still in his towel. All of the boys are comfortable around you, but they always try to be gentlemen when you’re around. Jimin immediately turned and ran to his room. Jungkook came from his room behind you and jumped over the back of the couch to sit next to you. He put his arm around your shoulders.

“Well hello Y/N .. couldn’t help but hear you had a shit day”

“Yea I did.. just not the best day, at all”

He gently turned your face forwards him til your lips were almost touching his

“Maybe I can help relieve your stress form the day”

Your breath hitched as you closed your eyes and tried to steady your nerves.

“No, I just need food I think”

You got up and walked torwards the kitchen. You’ve gotten use to the flirting from the boys, but with junkook it was different. You guys had messed around before, never going all the way to full penetration. But you’ve made out with him and have had amazing foreplay. Since moving to Seoul, you haven’t had a moments rest to your self or a relationship. So it never really went further then second base.

You grab a snack form the cabinets and rush to the guest room, careful not to look at kookie since those eyes will do nothing but drag you back in.

Once you lay in the bed, you start think about things. You’ve never tried to do anything crazy with boys since you all were friends. It would be bad if you treated one better than the other. But at the same time, you haven’t had sex in MONTHS.. and kookie was offering so why not..

You started to think about the times you and kookie have caught yourselves in over the past years. The intense make out sessions, the rough foreplay. You started to think about how good he could fuck you. You’ve felt his dick before thru his jeans and you could only imagine how good it would feel inside you. Maybe if you just touched yourself you could get over this stressy mood..

You were already wet from these thoughts. You opened your legs and massaged your breasts. You took a deep breath and moved one hand down torwards your pants. You started moving your hand in a circle on your pussy outside your pants, but quickly moved your hand inside your pants. You started rubbing harder and faster thinking about kookie choking you and kissing all over you. You started to squeeze your nipple as you were getting close to cumming.. you tried your hardest to suppress your moans, but little squeaks were still coming out. Right before you were about to come you hear a knock on the door and immediately stop what you were doing.

“Umm.. C-come in!”

Jungkook opens the door and peeks in. “ can I come in?”

You tell him to come in and he does. He closes the door behind him and locks it.

“Kookie what are y-“

He walks over to you and starts kissing you. Softly at first, but then it started to get rough. He put his hand around your throat and pulled you into him. As your tongue was clashing with his you couldn’t help but feel euphoric in this moment. All the stress started to melt away as he started to rub your throat and move his kisses down to you collar bone. You tried to catch your breath.

“Kookie, what are you doing?”

He stopped kissing your collar bone and looked up at you.

“Y/N, you look so beautiful right now”

You felt the heat on your face and between you legs. The boys have always complimented you, but right now felt different.

“Jungkook, I-“

He put his finger to your lips, then put his thumb over your top lip. He moved his thumb down over your bottom lip and inserted his thumb in your mouth.

“Shh baby. Let daddy take care of you for a little while”

You started to suck on his thumb, turning yourself on more as you imagined you were sucking on his dick.

“Do you wanna be a good girl for daddy?”

With big eyes you shook your head yes and he popped his thumb out of your mouth.

“Your mouth so precious baby girl, but daddy wants to taste you. Why don’t you strip for me?”

You immediately do as he asks. You knew you were always a sub, but never had the chance to act on it. As you stripped in front of him, you became self conscious. How could you strip infront of one of the most sexiest men alive? He deserved a model. Kookie almost immediately noticed it and stood infront if you. He dropped his pants and put your hand on his dick. Wow he was bigger then you thought.

“Bigger than you thought huh? This is what you do to me. Every time you come over in those shorts you always wear. Everytime you wear those black jeans when we go eat. Every time I think about you. This is what you do. And today I’m gonna return that favor.”

His words made you wetter and you thought to yourself that you would do anything for this man.

He took his shirt off and started play with your breasts as you touched his abs. He caressed his hands down to your waist and moved you back on the bed. He kneeled between your legs as you opened them for him.

“Oh you’re so wet. Your daddy’s little whore aren’t you?”

You shook your head yes.

“Yes what?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Good girl”

He moved you closer to the edge of the bed and forced you to lay down. He started to move closer to you and let out a cool breath on your wet pussy. He licked once and that made you tighten. A little moan escaped as he started to flick his tongue against your clit. He started to suck and lick at your pussy till you started moaning. It felt like he was making out with your pussy the way he was eating you out. He stuck his tongue inside and you just about came. He stood up and wiped his mouth as he mounted you. His hand slithered up your body and to your face as he slapped you gently then rubbed your face.

“Daddy’s gonna take care of his good girl. Are you ready for me baby?”

His breath was heavy. You started grinding your hips to find any friction as you were about to burst at the seams.

“Yes daddy, please fuck me!”

“Are you daddy’s little whore?”

His hand moved to your throat and he started to choke you slightly, make your voice a little higher.

“Yes daddy. I’m your little whore. Please fuck me like the slut I am!”

“Mmm..As you wish baby girl”

He slammed his dick into you slick pussy and let go of your throat, you breathed in deep and let out a loud moan. He leaned over to your ear and started to kiss it as he started to fuck you.. harder and harder. The sound of flesh smacking together started to fill the room. You could hear his groans right at your ear. You wrapped your arms around him and started scratching his back as your moans were pouring out.

“Who’s daddy’s little bitch?”

“I am daddy, oh my god I’m your little bitch!”

He got up on his knees and started to pound into you. He reached up and slapped your face a little harder, and rubbed it right after. He held your waist with the other hand to steady himself as he put his finger in your mouth and down to the back of your throat. You started to suck on it like it was his dick. Jungkook let out a deep moan and pulled his finger from you mouth. He hoisted up your legs by your knees.

“Can I cum inside you baby? I wanna feel that pussy tighten around me when I make you cum”

You shook you head yes..

“Yes what?”

“Yes daddy”

He started to move faster and faster until you came . You screamed his name as he moaned deep and came inside you. Jungkook fell on top of you letting your pussy milk his dick of all his cum. He wiped some sweat off your fore head and kissed you. He pulled out as both started to calm down. he laid down behind you and pulled you in by your waist. You started to smile as you both drifted to sleep...

Today may have been shit, but it ended in the best way possible...

[nctzanne]

Bet. Eric (The Boyz) x Reader

Okay so hello everyone! FIRST IMAGINE, ONE-SHOT, WHATEVER IS CALLED FINALLY UP GUUURL. Yes, it took some time and i just feel like i squeezed my brain for this one. I really really hope you like it.

Dont go too harsh on me, remember im just starting and i need to learn more about how to be a better writer. 

So, about this little story, main characters are Eric from The Boyz and you babies, of course.

Warnings: I ALWAYS tend to write Reader like a really cursing person, so if you dont like it, please tell me when you send your requests. 

//SMUT, FLUFF// 

Enjoy!

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Everybody knows how you feel when Eric is around you. And you can swear he feels the same way, at least you can tell by how your relationship is with him Always being so soft, holding hands, telling how much you miss eachother. But that is what friends do sometimes, right?

Hwall laughs loudly at that statement, making you blush almost instantly.

-Please tell me if you see me doing that with Sunwoo, and maybe i’ll believe you- He smiles at you, tilting his head to the side- I’ll prove you that he loves you nuts, i will wait for the perfect opportunity-

And so did he. His plan started with a normal conversation in Hyunjae’s place. Eating fried chicken and watching horror movies with your 12 favorite boys seemed a pretty good atmosphere to be closer to Eric. His arms holding you tight enough so you cant move, your head resting on his neck, fitting perfectly. His smell, sweet like cinnamon, is driving you crazy. You move your eyes towards his face, only seeing it from below. He looked so inmersed in the movie, the TV light making his features pop even more, his sharp jawline tensing because of the scary plot, his mouth slightly open makes you lick your lips. You feel little butterflies in your tummy when he starts rubbing your hips with his thumb. Suddenly, clothes become a huge barrier between his skin and yours.

Jacob’s scream makes you wake up from your daydreaming, while Eric jumps due to his friend’s overreaction. You all burst into laugh. He is not a good company when it comes to seeing those kind of movies.

-Hey, dont laugh at me. I dont have anyone to hug me when im scared- He hugs his pillow, you can see him pouting slightly. You giggle, blushing a little when Eric turns to look at you, you could swear that he can see the pink color of your cheeks.

-That’s right!- Hwall grabs this opportunity to start his beautiful mission, making you and Eric see how much you love eachother. - Y/N and Eric are stuck to eachother like they are glued or something- He points at you, and Eric grabs a pillow to throw it at him, letting go a nervous laugh.

-I bet that you can’t be a day without touching eachother- says Changmin without moving his eyes from the TV’s screen. He doesn’t seem to be playing, actually, he looks very serious.

You gasp too loud, and instantly separate your body from Eric’s, making you feel empty.

-Of course we can- Eric says with a playfull voice. He loved to do this, bet and win- We won’t touch eachother today, and if we win, you will buy icecream for the two of us everytime we want this month-

Wow, so that’s it? That’s how easy it was for him to stop having some kind of physical contact with you? You feel a tiny knot in your throat and you try to swallow it.

-Okay, lets do it- Hwall smiles at you and winks.

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Actually, it was easier than what you thought. Having a good time with Hyunjae and Sunwoo made it all better. While the other ones were playing videogames, the three of you decided to play Jenga.

-Look, look, its going to fall. Im 100% sure- You start doing some mental pressure on Hyunjae, letting go an evil laugh. And you were right.

Sunwoo and you start laughing, throwing your bodies to the floor. Exagerating the situation and seeing Hyunjae’s face makes the moment priceless, and your stomach starts to hurt.

-OKAY, it isnt that big deal. I will eat that chili pepper, BUT YOU CAN’T RECORD IT- Hyunjae says and he walks to the kitchen.

While laughing, you feel a cold finger poking your cheek. You turn around, facing Eric’s little body frame. You can feel how his eyes are checking your whole body, making you shiver. “I’ve never seen Eric looking at me like that, what is wrong?”

-I need to talk to you, just a few seconds. It’s important- His deep voice makes you get up unconsciously from your chair, wanting to grab his hand. But hell no, you just can’t do it. If you lose the bet, it’ll better be by his touch and not yours.

You both walk to the hall that separates Hyunjae’s bedroom from the living room. You gasp too loudly when Eric grabs your wrists with enough strenght to pin you against the wall, making a loud sound. You suddenly become scared that the sound was going to draw the attention of the boys, but you can’t deny that this is giving you an intense and delicious adrenaline

You can see in front of you a whole new Eric, a side of him you’ve never seen. He was looking and you with lust and a pinch of darkness in his eyes, licking his lips. You can compare him to an animal who is about to eat his food, and that food was you.

-I just couldn’t...- Eric is interrumpted by your hands touching the skin covered by his white t-shirt. He shivers, surprised by the courage you had to make the second move. You can feel his constant goosebumps while touching his abdomen, and how his breathing start to become gasps.

You are needy. You need his body close to yours, and now the waiting was killing you. You don’t even care about nothing else but the effects that your hands provoque in Eric’s body.

You can see that he starts to lose his mind, pressing his body harder against yours. You can feel him, the bulge covered by dark brown jeans, almost begging for release. The sudden contact to your stomach makes your pussy start pulsating slowly, feeling your underwear wetter.

-Just kiss me already- you whisper, his face is too close so you can feel his hot breath covering your face. It was in a fast move that he collided his plump lips against yours, without even opening them. It was like a 14 year old’s kiss, on those times when you liked someone but were too innocent to know what kissing was about.

But Eric couldn’t wait any longer, so he slowly started to open his mouth, giving you full access to it. You dont think about it twice and insert your tongue, exploring every corner of his wet cavity, driving you crazy the way he tries to twirl his tongue against yours. You invite him to enter in your mouth and he doesn’t protest, grabbing you lightly by the back of your neck to pull you closer, if it’s even possible.

It didn’t take that long to lose your self-control. But a little side of your brain didn’t want to get caught while making out with Eric.

-Eric, lets go somewhere else- you mumble between the sloppy kisses. He only nods, never breaking the kiss, and pushing you with him towards Hyunjae’s bedroom.

He throws you to the bed, making you fall on your back and bouncing on the mattress as he begins to take out his clothes, not even taking a break. You follow his steps and you can finally feel his skin against yours. This, adding the tongue kisses that he is giving to you in your neck, makes you moan, loudly enough for Eric to listen. He laughs deeply.

-So needy, i like that- it feels like he has changed his voice completely, now is almost like a growl coming out of his throat. You moan again as an agreement.

His hands start to roam all over your body, but skipping all the places you need them to be. You start moving under his touch, desperately trying to get more and more of him.

He understands your intentions and pleases you by kissing your breasts, painfully slow, You arch your back so he can use his whole mouth to make you feel good, and oh my god he knows how to do it. When he bites your left nipple you let go a whimper, that makes him grip your hips tighter and bringing you closer to him.

At the slightest touch of his crotch hidden inside his boxers with you damp underwear, you both sigh and look into eachothers eyes. His sweaty forehead and swollen lips makes you crave him even more, and you give him the signal.

-I just cant wait any longer, please, skip the foreplay. Im ready.- You would be so embarassed if you were lucid enough to hear what you’re saying and how, but fire is burning your weak body and only Eric could make you scape from it, taking you to the clouds.

He rips off your panties, takes his boxers off and without warning, you can feel his dick inside of you, making you bite your lower lip in pain. He groans, resting his head in your chest while you can feel his breath tickling your skin. He is waiting for you to make the first movement so he doesn’t hurt you.

-You feel so fucking tight, Y/N-This makes you tighten even more around his cock, and you feel proud on how his body twirls on response.

When you feel that pleasure takes off all the pain, you begin to rub your hips against Eric’s, making his cock move in circles inside of you. That hits the exact spots you wanted, and you can feel that Eric is enjoying it too.

Between groans, moans, little neck bites and back scratches, he starts pounding on you with no mercy, both of your bodies colliding with eachother making slapping sounds. Oh, everything is so filthy, and it only makes the knot in your stomach grow.

He starts stroking your hair and speaks with an inaudible voice covered by whimpers: -Baby, im coming, please tell me you’re close too-

That nickname doesn’t even let you answer, you just scream his name while collapsing in pleasure, shaking your body and closing your eyes. He chases his own orgasm by watching you fall apart because of him, filling you with his seed and slowing his pace because of the overstimulation.

Now the room is in silence, just the both of you trying to catch some air and looking at eachother without saying a word.

There’s nothing to be said, actually. You just fucked your best friend, and it was the best damn thing that could ever happened. You smile because of your thoughts and he smiles in return, leaving a peck on your lips.

Still inside of you, and realizing the uncomfortable position he was in -in the edge of the bed, almost kneeling on the floor, making his muscles sore- he rests his body by letting it fall against yours, not crushing you of course.

-We just lost the bet- he finally breaks the ice, making you giggle.

-We? You couldn’t keep your hands to yourself- You raise an eyebrow as soon as he looks up at you, with a cocky smile.

-Tell me you didn’t enjoy it. Unless you were screaming my name so i dont forget it and, believe me, I wont- You slap him on his shoulder. Now he seems more Eric than ever, being childish and ruining the best moments.

You stroke his blonde and sweaty hair, forgetting about everything that is going on outside. On how the guys are still watching the movie and the problematic situation that you are into because you decided to fuck in Hyunjae’s bed.

-You don’t know how much i wanted to make you mine, T/N- Eric makes you wake up from your thoughts, blushing instantly.

-I’ve always been yours, Eric. You were just to blind to see it-

Eric answers you by pnly kissing your cheek and smiling like an idiot. Your idiot

And, now you just can admit that you lost the bet. But icecream will never be as sweet as Eric’s lips.

[b-rainlet]

You made me ship Lunya T.T but as a Allison stan this kind made me ship her with Diego... headcanon about the neglected couples? :O

Tbh, there are a lot of ship possibilities that could be seen as neglected couples since there are 7 main people who could be thrust into about 21 ship dynamics - not counting poly ships and not counting ships that aren’t sibling ships - like Klave or Vanya/Helen or even still incest stuff like Gracexthe sibs.

So you see, endless possibilities but there are only about 4 ships who are really popular? Klave, Kliego, Fiveya...maybe Horrance? And even then, most Horrance or Fiveya shippers still see their ship as a rarepair because compared to Klave or Kliego it more or less is.

Which may have to do with the fact that if you’re an anti but wanna ship something you have pretty limited options, so Klave it is.

So you probably want some Allison/Diego hcs but I’m gonna do a little more because Allison is less popular in general so her ships are not that often talked about.

I’ll leave out Alluther because I did some OTP asks about them, but y’all know I ship them because it’s the sweet story of childhood sweethearts meeting again and falling in love all over again and it’s just...*sighs dreamily* lots of possibilities.

Allison/Diego: A fun ship! At first you’d probably say: ‘We have a pretty much functional adult with a child and a guy who eats raw eggs to seem edgy’ so it’s easy to fall into a Hermione/Ron relationship interpretation where you have a dumbass and someone done with their shit - and I can see it being like that occasionally but not always!

When I think about them I mostly think about teasing. They totally do some competitive shit just because they wanna best each other but where that same dynamic could quickly turn into arguments for Luego I can see it staying mostly light-hearted with Allison/Diego.

(Quick question, do they have a ship name? Asking for tagging purposes).

And Allison would take none of Diego’s shit. Oh, Diego has one of his mood swings and tries to be an emo boy and pull that ‘I don’t need anyone shit’? Boy, Allison is a single mother who’s been through a divorce already, she doesn’t have time for your angst.

Lmao, Allison being like: “We’ll sit down and talk about our feelings now” after a fight and Diego complains the whole time but sits down like a good boy.

Also, Allison would do the vigilante thing from time to time because she may pretend to be an adult and above that kinda stuff but it’s fun and they definitely argue over who took out more people.

Give me that power couple pls.

Allison/Klaus: One of my favourite ships! Can be real whole-hearted or angsty depending on the angle you take.

Like, Allison who keeps busting Klaus out of prison with her status and her rumours and who pays for his rehab stay every single time, at first still telling him that she’s gonna fix him with that Hollywood ‘You can do it’ attitude - slowly getting more and more annoyed by her no-good brother, feeling like a babysitter - maybe even refusing to keep indulging his brother, to keep giving him money he’s only gonna use on drugs anyway.

And Klaus who despises Allison’s glamour lifestyle, her polished image and her nuclear family - we could even throw some biphobia in there because Klaus remembers their talks about how pretty girls are but Allison pretends that never happened because it wouldn’t do her career much good. (Just like being seen with her junkie brother, “isn’t that why we can’t meet anywhere that isn’t a back alley? Why you can’t talk to me without sunglasses and a hat? Why you keep your voice down even when I scream at you?”)

Plus, some added angst: Patrick telling Allison to just drop her brother already, he’s just gonna self-destruct and take her with him and that creates tension between the two of them, could even be one of the many reasons for their divorce.

And just like that, Allison loses all of it. And Klaus is there with a cheap bottle of Tequila, already high and grinning at her: “Welcome at the bottom, sister dearest!”

*insert the 30k story about the two of them slowly learning to understand each other and finally being able to heal - with the help from the other but also because they wanna change for themselves. I vote for added bed sharing and sleepovers and them doing each other’s nails but also them fucking once and not talking about it because they were both really hurt and not really thinking when it happened but it staying in the back of their minds until they realize that they could actually work together*

This got angstier than it was supposed to be, sorry! I love them, I swear!

Allison/Five: Probably the least popular one out of all the Allison ships!

I have to admit that I don’t think about Five ships much? Which probably has to do with the whole child body thing but I’m not opposed to ships involving them! (Especially when they’re enby, y’all know my brand).

Allison/Five would be that kinda snob couple who knows they are superior to you and they’re not above showing you. Lots of quibs, lots of sarcasm.

But also probably one of the more mature ones? I can see Allison being unsure at first because Five is- no, looks like a kid and who knows when that will get fixed? And maybe it’s because she’s a Mum but sometimes she just treats them like a child and Five hates it.

(Five probably has to do a lot of courting before Allison considers a relationship. Which is bullshit. They both know there’s tension there, why the fuck is Allison drawing back from that? Just because Five’s trapped in this body? Does Allison think they want that?)

Five aggressively flirting while Allison to herself is like: ‘Hoe, don’t do it.’ but eventually giving in.

And of course, depending on your take of Five’s body, things are gonna be weird. Like, a popular hc is to have Five in a 20ish body but even then, just imagine the headlines.

Allison Hargreeves, world star, dating a guy 10 years younger!!! Is she getting over her divorce with a boy toy?

(Not to mention the pseudo-incest part).

They’d get a lot of shit I’d say.

And Five would be furious about that. How dare they imply that their relationship with Allison is just some fling? They’ll show them. So they make a game out of proving the paparazzi wrong. Makes it their mission to treat Allison as right as possible.

(Also I have feelings about the whole Five - Claire - Allison thing. I mean, just Five mentioning wanting to meet Claire? Knowing her name? I am soft).

And I know I am rambling a little but whether you think Patrick was/is a nice guy or not (I personally think he is), I can see Allison being so obsessed with seeming flawless and having the picture perfect family - as opposed to her own family - that she felt like she could never really be herself? Like she had to hide a lot of her more ‘ugly’ sides to be desirable.

And Five doesn’t care about that shit. Five also doesn’t care about courtesy. Five will jump into her room at the beginning of their relationship, watch her scramble around to try and change into something nicer than her pajamas and apologize for her messy hair and her pimples- “I just woke up, I didn’t have time to put on my make up, can’t you come back later Five?”

And Five’s like: “You look like someone who just woke up. Your hair is sweaty and you have a pretty big pimple on your nose. Also, your morning breath is horrible. Can we cuddle now?”

(Five is the first partner Allison burps in front of. It’s pretty freeing).

Five on the other hand has someone they can be insecure in front of. Where they don’t have to pretend they know all the answers. Be dismissive with. (They’re trying to let all of their siblings in but it’s a process, okay?)

I’m sorry, I’ll stop now but I gave myself feelings.

Allison/Ben: This feels like an easier couple. Like, more normal, lmao. Just a couple of adopted sibs falling in love the old-fashioned way - after one of them gets brought back to live and they survive a near apocalypse their sister caused.

I like to spin some tale of being in love as kids (like with Alluther) but for me the two of them really work better as just being friends as kids and then once Ben comes back, Allison realizes how much she missed him and she’s like “What is this???? Am I....crushing on him??” (imagine the Beauty and the Beast song where they realise they like each other while playing in the snow).

Just...some good and nice slowburn. Maybe some added angst with Ben thinking Allison is confusing her relieve of him being alive with being in love or believes she’s looking for a rebound after her divorce.

Or maybe he believes he’s just touch-starved and that’s why he clings to Allison?

(Imagine the two of them chilling at the mansion together, just picking up where they left off, pretending to still be kids. Allison all excitedly showing Ben what he’s missed during all those years and what he only gets to experience now - let’s be honest this mostly boils down to Allison making him eat a bunch of stuff, not even waiting until he takes a bite himself but just putting it in his mouth because she wants to see whether he likes it).

(I hc that Allison can’t cook for shit but Ben has no real frame of reference unless you count blurry memories of what food used to taste like so it’s heaven to him and Allison is giddy).

They’re just cute, okay?

Allison/Vanya: ANGST. GAY ANGST. I mean, the guilt over what happened, Allison feeling like it’s her fault and treating Vanya all nice but Vanya stilll flinches everytime she sees the angry red scar across Allison’s throat. Plus, if Allison still can’t speak and will never speak again and Vanya tries her hardest to learn ASL with her so she doesn’t have to write down everything all the time.

Young Allison/Vanya with Vanya realising she’s queer and sneaking glances at Allison and immediately feeling guilty because she shouldn’t be looking, it’s wrong and dirty and Allison will hate her and-

Whereas she is completely missing the way Allison is looking back.

Also this ship can easily turn toxic with either of them - or both - getting overbearing after all that happened. And tbh, that’s just as exciting to write/think about.

That’s all I got for now but you’re welcome to talk more Allison/Allison ships with me!