#for the record i really don't think he'll be able to talk about it on his own terms

[asexual-levia-tan]

on the topic once again of cale talking about his transmigration is that. okay.

i think ron will be. okay with it to a certain extent. because this is the cale that saved his life, made him a new arm, and helped him get revenge on arm. or rather, even if he's not okay with it, he'll likely still be loyal to him.

beacrox im sure won't really care, he'll be like "OH okay that makes sense yeah" but he otherwise didn't care much for the og!cale despite knowing him, either thought he was trash or was stupid for pretending to be trash, but either way the transmigration wouldn't be a thing he hates.

but for ron, he still considers cale to be his "puppy young master" but at one point he acknowledged that that puppy had grown into a tiger at some point. but to him, (og)cale would always be a puppy. i wonder if finding out about the transmigration would change how he views/treats (krs)cale at all...

also please please please cale say something like "the original cale henituse is happy now. he has reunited with his mother." without context please please please🙏🙏🙏

[v-writes]

wip wednesday

Captured King snippet 2

part 1 part 3 ao3

Zatanna's wards had held Phantom unconscious for transport to the Watchtower, but would grow less reliable over time. The ghost shield the Justice League had been provided appeared to work during transport to the Watchtower, having had to be turned off and of again to pass through, but according to the GIW Phantom had a history of being able to get around them.

More reliable would be the custom restraints Zatanna had made, Phantom had stared at them in shock upon waking in the cell, before placing his shaking hands on the table he was cuffed to. Four custom sigils, two on each wrist, chained to a magically reinforced interrogation table.

Clark turned as Diana and Zatanna entered the observation room, each with a coffee in hand, "didn't bring a cup for Batman and I? I'm hurt."

"I know you are, I was there. And I hear the Medical Bay has its own private cafeteria and coffee pot."

Zatanna raises a perfect eyebrow, "do I look like a coffee gopher to you?"

"Ah, that's-"

Diana and Zatanna make eye contact, before laughing together, Diana leans pointedly on Clark as Zatanna asks "any updates?"

"Nothing solid," Clark sighs, "we thought we'd try talking to him individually to see if that changed how he responded, if he would be more open if he weren't outnumbered, but he just ignores us both, he'll look up to see who entered then go back to staring at his chains."

"That's not entirely true." Batman says.

"How could I forget, he flinched when I entered but not when Batman entered, anything else you want to add about his body language?"

"Hn."

Diana nods, "it makes sense, he has been in several fights with you, but not with Batman."

"Frankly I'm stunned the two of you thought could pull off unintimidating considering the past fights and your whole deal," she gestures to all of Batman, winking, "no offense Batsy."

"Hn."

"You think we should send in the one who put that bruise around his neck? Or the one who is responsible for his custom restraints?"

"Point taken. But I was actually thinking the Captain? You know, the one you used to get the drop on him? I saw the recordings, send him in as Billy and Phantom will talk."

"We aren't contacting Captain Marvel until school releases."

"Right. Middle of the night? No problem, what teenager has a sleep schedule anyway? But god forbid we interrupt Biology."

"It would be Language Arts at the moment actually."

"Why do you know that? Are you counting down until the school day ends?"

"Hn."

"Of course you are."

"You know," Wonder Woman starts carefully, "his cooperation with Captain Marvel isn't a guarantee, but there is another way."

Superman shrugs her arm off of his shoulder, "Wonder Woman-"

"Are we not in agreement about wanting information that does not come from the GIW themselves?" She gestures, lasso in hand, towards Phantom through the one way glass. "There information sits."

"Yes, but Diana-"

"It wouldn't be admissible in court."

Diana looks between Superman and Batman for a moment before sighing. "Politics."

"This isn't an alien invasion," Superman placates, "we need to be cognizant of how we handle this, not just that we handle this."

"I know, I know, as I said, 'politics'. That he can, or rather, has flattened a building with a yell and gone toe to toe with us makes him our business, but we aren't the USA's dogs"

The door to the observation room opens, Batman's eyes narrowing behind the cowl, "you're supposed to be in class."

"You thought I would listen to you and go to school after last night? How are you surprised, don't you have kids?" Captain Marvel does not even attempt to look ashamed.

"He really has no excuse, they don't listen to him either," Red Hood, sans signature red helmet enters, a domino in its place, and a manila folder in his hand.

Red Robin follows him, "he doesn't even have custody of me, but don't tell him that, he likes to pretend."

"This is a restricted access area, associated with a classified investigation."

"Nope." Red Hood steps to stand in front of Batman, taking the lead of the new trio to enter.

"Excuse me?"

"It's our investigation now old man."

"That's not your call to make-"

The computer terminal activates, lighting the room in green Oracle's symbol takes over the screen, static clicks over the Justice League communicators and computer speakers before Oracle's voice, computerized and clear comes over them.

"And he didn't make it, I did. And we've been busy."

Captain Marvel smiles, stubbornly bright, "I emailed her after you tried to bench me. You would not believe the stuff you can find on the GIW when you don't respect the government. Here's a flash drive from Oracle, I've had a lot of fun, and come to the conclusion that she's terrifying."

Red Robin snickers, "did you need the wisdom of Solomon to figure that out?"

"O, the Watchtower servers are on a closed network."

"I thought we were past you underestimating me? The drive is more for general JL use, I've already uploaded copies to our servers."

"I'm referring to the guests you gave Zeta access to."

"Oh that wasn't me."

"That was my idea," Captain marvel scratches the back of his head bashfully, not making eye contact with Batman, but not apologizing either.

"Without prior notice or Trinity approval?"

Diana takes a long sip of her coffee. "While I am neither 'the World's Greatest Detective', nor an investigative journalist, I have picked up how to best get around certain 'politics' issues. For what it's worth, Oracle was already on the case when I reached out to her."

"Speaking of ways around politics," Red hood steps towards the door to the interrogation room, Superman starts to move towards him, but stops when Wonder Woman puts a hand on his shoulder. "While you lot have been keeping your hands clean, we've been doing actual work-"

"In fact Oracle is still working."

"Yes, thank you O, you're amazing and their servers are weird, Red Robin can handle filling you lot in, I'm gonna go get Phantom to open up."

Red Hood slams the door open, Phantom's gaze snaps to him, eyes narrowing, "yo Danny!"

[thirstkanaphan]

Some more thoughts about Youth

(be warned, I've had an edible)

Here's Mingi singing Youth on BIBIM-POP (full ep here)

I love this version of Youth and Mingi has never sounded better. His tone is so good and he brings a mellow flavor to this performance that we don't see when he's on stage. I also love how deep his voice gets at the end.

I also really appreciate having the English translation because the lyrics are really quite insightful.

The line adults use the word youth to say that sadness is happiness / to enjoy the moment makes me suspect that Mingi was told by many adults in his life not to complain about his struggles...that the pain he was experiencing was incorrect and that he was actually really happy, right? You're an idol, aren't you happy? The way certain adults deny the pain young people feel and insist that this is the happiest time in their lives. Mingi asks of his Youth: Did you enjoy these times? Did the happiness outweigh the pain? Bear in mind, Mingi wrote this song when he was 22 and on hiatus. This is 22-year-old Mingi talking to his younger self, not the 25-year-old singing the song.

It's hard to even sleep, yeah

I wonder if the "yeah" isn't meant to be a lyrical punctuation to the line; instead, might we also think of it as a question mark: It's hard to even sleep, yeah? Mingi asks of his Youth, To make dreams a reality, yeah? and Youth responds: I'm too young, it's too hard right now.

We know Mingi's a fan of emo music from the '00s (my teenage years) and his playlists include Fall Out Boy, Simple Plan, The Killers, Green Day, and Linkin Park. This musical influence is more apparent in Tunnel, where he is especially candid and vulnerable in his lyrics, but Youth also frequents the same space. The lyrics are pure emo, even if the sound is smooth r&b.

What did I do wrong? With a drink, can it be shaken off? We don't know the answer and we never will, but this may be the first time I've ever heard reference to drinking in a kpop song. It's such a distressing sequence of lines, and you can't help but think of Mingi's hiatus and the strength it took to come back.

Then you exit that chorus to the sound of Yunho's voice soaring above the instrumental track. On this night, night when even the moon cries / Please find it, somewhere in my heart / Is there a place I can rest? It's such a devastating refrain, and he puts those words in Yunho's mouth.

The wind of my twenties / when I was alone

jeeeeeez what a line. I'm reminded of Seonghwa's letters to atiny ("Before I knew it, the cold that seemed never-ending made me take off my thick coat and all of a sudden, bright flower petals occasionally began to warm up the world. I, who want to resemble that worm season, am now celebrating my 27th spring.") Seonghwa has a poet's spirit but Mingi has such a good grasp of drama. The wind of my twenties / when I was alone is pure emo but it nudges at something deeper and more existential. Mingi is still in his twenties; he'll continue to be in his twenties for a while. The line implies future knowledge of the right-now Mingi. He's still going through it.

Of course I'm going to connect this back to Yungi, because the two got very candid in their conversation for Off The Record. Yunho praises Mingi for his growth and development, but remarks that Mingi has lost some of his innocence. I wish I could see more of that happiness from you, Yunho says.

Mingi's response is so interesting (although I'm sure a native Korean speaker may be able to clarify from the subs): The thing is, it's not really innocence, I think I just adapted...I'm not the type to lean on others, because I only trust in myself.

Yunho's sad and fond face is soul-crushing

Yunho hopes to see more of Mingi's youthful joy and wishes that Mingi could look back, reflect on yourself, and refresh. Maybe it's the edibles talking, but that kind of sentiment sounds familiar. Mingi has had to protect himself from people who've said similar things. Maybe I'm stepping way too far into speculation, but Yunho puts himself in the role of adults who use the word youth [innocence] to say that sadness is happiness, to enjoy the moment. Shouldn't Mingi feel upset?

But then Mingi says I think I felt what kindness and thankfulness is from you about Yunho. Yunho, who took him to lunch and bought him beef in high school; who traveled across town to eat with Mingi and waited for him to finish his meal; Yunho, who experienced the same highs and lows of pre-debut and idol life...

Yunho who called him nearly every day of his hiatus.

Yes, as in all things, Yunho is the exception. In his 8 Face episode, Mingi compares him to a "savior-like entity."

Yunho has been keeping an eye on Mingi since predebut. Here's a letter he wrote for Mingi which Mingi reads aloud during a live:

Look at Yunho, the way the embarrassed smile drops from his face.

Mingi owes Yunho his life, however you interpret that statement, and it means something that Yunho is someone from whom Mingi learned a kindness that got him through the worst of those months. It's for that reason that only Yunho could get away with asking Mingi to enjoy his youth.

From an interview with Jongho published in December 2024:

I don't usually write this much but if you have any thoughts or opinions about Youth, I'd love to hear them!

[room-surprise]

PSA: Mithrun doesn't run a noodle shop after the end of the manga!

(WARNING FOR SPOILERS)

Awhile back I posted a PSA about how Mickbell and Kuro don't run a noodle shop in the canon, they run an "everything store." In this post I mentioned that "Mithrun running a noodle shop" was also not canon, and that I'd get around to talking about it later.

Both of these fanons are the result of some mistranslation and information getting passed through multiple people, resulting in a very popular fanon that some people think is canon, that Mithrun is running an Asian-style noodle shop in Merini, and that he's in competition with Mickbell and Kuro.

Please note, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with Mithrun (or Mickbell and Kuro) running a noodle shop! If you like the idea and want to write or draw things about that, it's fine! It's just not canon.

SO WHAT IS CANON?

Unfortunately a lot of the information we have about what happens to Mithrun after the end of the manga comes from the still untranslated second version of the Adventurer's Bible, a Chinese Q&A posted by Kui's Chinese publisher, and autograph sessions where Kui answered fan questions, and fans posted about it on Twitter and Reddit.

You can understand why the last one, fans self-reporting what Kui told them, is extremely unreliable and shouldn't be considered the same level of "canon" as something that Kui had printed and published, or that was recorded in an official capacity.

A fan at the Korean signing described it like this (paraphrasing for clarity):

A group of about 100 fans gathered in big room with a screen, where they were playing the anime. The publisher called us up one by one, and we were guided to a smaller room, where Kui was sitting with 5-6 people from the publisher and a translator. We were not allowed to use our phones to take pictures or video.

I don't know if all of the signing events were like this, but we know that Kui and many other manga artists want to preserve their personal privacy, so I'd assume most of these events are run this way.

This makes information from autograph sessions really unreliable, since anyone could post anything online and claim Kui said it, and even other fans who were at the event wouldn't be able to prove that it wasn't true.

I have heard that sometimes fans "overheard" answers that other fans got, which doesn't fit with the above description, so some signings may have not been that private... Or maybe after a fan got their autograph, they talked with other fans at the event and shared information that way? Or maybe they talked about it online afterwards? I can't say for certain.

Anyway, moving on!

IF HE'S NOT RUNNING A NOODLE SHOP, WHAT IS MITHRUN DOING?

Here's Mithrun's updated biography page from the World Guide:

"島の迷宮が消失した後は、女王の命を受けメリニに駐在する。"

"After the island labyrinth disappears, he is stationed in Merini under the orders of the Queen."

The confusing part here is that another comic says Mithrun is retiring, and that he'll no longer be part of the Canaries.

MITHRUN: 何の用だフレキ (What do you want, Fleki?) FLEKI: 実は隊長が隊をやめられると 耳にしまして･･…. (I actually heard that the captain is leaving the squad…) MITHRUN: 事実だ (It's true.) FLEKI: おおっ第二の人生を歩まれる (Oh, you're starting a second life.)

Cithis also confirms that Mithrun is leaving the Canaries:

"それで隊をやめたあと何をされるご予定で? (So what are you planning to do after you leave the corps?)"

This seems like it would be a contradiction with "he is stationed in Merini under the orders of the Queen." If he's retired, why is he still taking orders? Why is he stationed there, a term normally used for military duty?

I think what Kui is telling us is that even though Mithrun isn't a Canary anymore, he's still nobility, and as a noble he has to obey the elf queen, and even if he isn't actively a Canary, he's considered a military asset - one of the duties of nobility is to always be ready to perform military service for their monarch.

Since the elf queen is an absolute monarch, anything Mithrun does is "with the Queen's permission/under her orders," since she owns her subjects.

(This is fun because it hints at potential future conflict. Will the Queen ever command Mithrun to do something he doesn't want to do? What happens if he refuses? Will he defect, and swear allegiance to his new home in Merini instead?)

Ok, Mithrun's retired from the Canaries, but what is he going to do in Merini?

"メリニに残り悪魔の監視を続けるはびこ魔物の蔓延る場所を巡り活動を記録する魔物とは 迷宮とは なんだったのか 生涯をかけて 追い続ける (I'll remain in Merini, and continue to watch out for demons. I'll travel to places where monsters gather and record their activities. I'll spend the rest of my life seeking to understand monsters, and the labyrinth.)"

(Why does the translation call it a labyrinth, not a dungeon? PSA on this here.)

As you can see, there's no mention of noodles here. Mithrun has something he seriously, passionately wants to do, and he plans to do it for the rest of his life. Fleki's reaction, by the way, is complete and utter horror (she was hoping Mithrun would return to his family's wealthy estate and she could mooch off of him):

"残る･･･魔物のこんな未開拓地に? 蘇生術なし (Remaining here… in such a primitive country that's full of ​​monsters? Without resurrection magic?)"

This tells us that the elves probably consider the Eastern Continent an uncivilized and primitive place, where an elf wouldn't want to stay longer than necessary. Fleki seems to think living there would be worse than going back to prison in the elven lands.

Here is where some of the confusion probably starts:

CITHIS: 蕎麦打ち は? (What about making noodles?) MITHRUN: それもやる (I'll do that too.)

Note that Cithis does not say running a noodle shop, she just says "making noodles."

Obviously a person can make noodles for themselves, or for the people around them, without getting into the huge enterprise of opening a restaurant. It's illogical to assume "I'll make noodles" actually means "I'll open a restaurant that serves noodles."

Also, Mithrun is smirking when he answers Cithis, which implies that he's joking, or being sarcastic. This makes sense because "what about making noodles?" is part of a running joke in the manga about ramen noodles and how their presence in the primarily European-style setting of Dungeon Meshi doesn't make sense.

THE RUNNING GAG ABOUT RAMEN

The word Cithis uses, soba (蕎麦), literally means "buckwheat." The full name for buckwheat noodles is soba-kiri (蕎麦切り "buckwheat slices"), but soba is commonly used alone.

Historically, soba noodles were called Nihon-soba, Wa-soba, or Yamato-soba, all of which mean "Japanese noodle." This was meant to distinguish Japanese buckwheat noodles from wheat noodles of Chinese origin, such as ramen, sōmen, or udon.

In the modern era, soba is the word used to refer to noodles in general, regardless of origin or composition. So Italian noodles can be described as a type of soba.

The loan word パスタ (pasuta) is what is normally used to talk about Italian noodles, but the confusion between soba (Japanese buckwheat noodles) and soba (any other type of noodle) is the core of Kui's joke.

In Chapter 81, Laios and his party try to make food for Marcille that will remind her of her home and childhood (which is clearly supposed to be someplace like Italy) but they end up making Japanese-style pork ramen instead. The punchline is that Izutsumi, the only Japanese member of the party, can tell that they've made the wrong type of noodles, but the rest of the party doesn't understand what she's talking about to a comical and ridiculous extent.

In Chapter 94, when Kabru and the Canaries are trying to encourage Mithrun to keep on living, Fleki and Lycion go off on a comical tangent about making noodles:

The punchline of this joke is that Kui is depicting Mithrun servingJapanese-style noodles, which makes no sense because the elves aren't Japanese... Something we know for a fact because there are actual explicitly Japanese characters in Dungeon Meshi. Laios thinks "That's like Marcille's (local cuisine)..." in reference to the joke in Chapter 81.

The panel on the left shows Mithrun looking like a stereotypical ramen stand operator: gruff, covered in sweat, proudly presenting his finished work.

(Sorry for using your thumbnail, random furry youtuber.)

The headband, black tunic and white apron that Mithrun is wearing, and even the crossed arms in Laios' imagination is part of the look of your stereotypical Japanese chef.

So it's understandable that people look at all this, and think "Mithrun will run a Japanese-style ramen stand!" because it's a very cute, very funny idea.

But canonically it's an idea that only exists in Laios' imagination, as something that is meant to be comically outlandish, because the things Lycion and Fleki are saying are also presented as being pretty silly. A bit of levity in an otherwise very melancholy chapter.

I'll also note that when Lycion talks about Mithrun making soup bowls to serve his noodles in, he says "He could enjoy his handmade cuisine in his own bowls!"

There's no mention of serving the noodles to anyone else, just that Mithrun could enjoy the satisfaction of being self-sufficient, making his food and tableware from scratch. This is something which actually aligns very well with the themes of Dungeon Meshi.

DIDN'T KUI SAY MITHRUN IS MAKING NOODLES IN A Q&A?

During the post-manga publicity tour Kui went on, she did several signings where she answered short questions from fans while giving out autographs and drawings.

Remember, these questions and answers are being collected by fans from random tweets and other posts online, translated into English by amateurs, and there is no way to prove their veracity.

Q. Did Mithrun get to live a happy life after ending? A. He is doing work and hobby, living a happy and fulfilled life, although he is not that friendly so he will not be doing diplomat for a long time.

Taking this information at face value and assuming it's true, it sounds like Kui differentiated between "work" and "hobby" - So Mithrun has something he is doing seriously, like a job, and something he is doing for fun, as a hobby.

This makes sense with what we've seen in the official materials: monitoring the monsters and keeping watch for the return of the demon is Mithrun's "job", and making noodles (and doing other things, probably, since the noodles were a joke) are Mithrun's hobbies.

WHAT ABOUT THE WRITTEN WEIBO Q&A?

These Chinese fan questions were answered by Kui in written form, and posted online by her Chinese publisher in both Chinese and Japanese, so in my opinion, these answers should be taken more seriously than things that were solely reported by fans.

However, the question and answer about noodles here is clearly a light-hearted joke:

Q: 米斯伦会做出什么样的荞麦面？(What kind of soba will Mithrun make?) A: おいしい蕎麦だといいですね。(I hope they're delicious soba.)

As with many other answers, you can see that Kui answers in a vague, polite, and gently joking way. "What kind of noodles will Mithrun make?" "Tasty ones, hopefully!"

It's similar to how she answered questions about if Falin's lifespan is longer because she's a chimera or if Thistle is still alive with "That would be nice!" or "I hope so!"

This is clearly a sort of non-answer, but even if you take it to mean "Mithrun is 100% for sure making noodles," there is still zero indication that Mithrun is canonically running a restaurant.

In closing: if you want him to run a noodle restaurant in your heart, in your fanfics, in your fanart, that is perfectly fine! Japanese fans love this idea (they use pasta emojis to represent Mithrun!) and there's tons of artwork about Mithrun being a ramen chef. I think that would be a lovely thing for him to do! I bet he'd have a lot of fun!

But it's not canon.

What is canon is that he's living in Merini, going to group therapy, learning to appreciate the people around him, enjoying himself, and both his work and his hobbies are going well 💕

[zepskies]

Heyo! So not sure how youd even write this from a story perspective— maybe headcanons r easier idk— but! What would Current SB/Ben say to his younger self (your choice on age) about his future? Whether it be from an introspective place, him talking fondly about his future family, etc — all you boo👍 Hope youre doing well!

Hey there! Thanks, I'm doing well and hope you are too!

Strictly speaking on story/fic requests, I'm only doing full fic requests on my Patreon, but occasionally I'll be able to do a short imagine/HC when something strikes me. For example, you pose a really interesting question. I think the answer would depend on Soldier Boy/Ben's level of growth/character development.

Like, if we're talking about Break Me Down version of Ben, for example, I've actually thought about this a bit before! If he had the opportunity to talk to his younger self, let's say in the 80s (shortly before Nicaragua):

What (BMD) Soldier Boy/Ben Would Say to His Younger Self

"You just think you've got it all figured out, don't you?" Ben says, crossing his arms at his younger counterpart.

"What? I'm at the top of my game?" Soldier Boy says. He smokes a joint, blowing up smoke casually and arrogantly.

Ben chuckles. "That's what you think."

Soldier Boy frowns. "The whole fucking world worships me. Whatever I want, I get. Women, picture deals, a fucking statue in front of Vought tower-- Hell, I've got hit after hit record on the top of the charts, for fuck's sake."

Ben just shakes his head. His rueful smile irks the other guy, but not as much as what he says next.

"And you're bored," Ben says. "You've got it all... But nothing's ever good enough, right?"

Soldier Boy's lips purse, but he doesn't have an answer. Not one he's willing to voice. Ben nods in understanding.

"It's all right. One day you'll find it," he says.

Soldier Boy frowns, his brows furrowing. "What do you mean, find it?"

Ben doesn't want to give away the punchline. This guy hasn't earned it yet. Not the way Ben knows he'll need to. Otherwise, he'll never understand what it all meant. What all those years struggling alone in the dark, and what betrayal, loneliness, and pain were worth.

No, he won't give it all away. But he'll give him this, at least.

"It's the simplest thing in the world," Ben says. "You're gonna meet a woman."

Granted, the way he met you was anything but simple. The way Ben sees it now, though, it is simple.

Soldier Boy's frown fades, his face turning wry. "A woman, huh? Think I've got plenty of those. Any time, any place, any way I want."

"Not this one," Ben says. He can't help a small, reserved smile when he thinks of you. "Matter of fact, she's going to test your last ever-fucking nerve, every day of your life...but you're not gonna be the same."

Ben thinks about the life he's built with you. He thinks about his daughter, Lila, and his son on the way. Ben pictures the house in his mind--Christmases, birthdays, wedding anniversaries, along with missions gone awry, and the fights and arguments that reverberated on those walls. Moments where his temper got the best of him, or your stubbornness made you dig your heels in. All of it is worth it.

"Then one day, you're going to wake up and realize that you've got everything you need," Ben says.

Soldier Boy seems to take that in. He's still skeptical, but maybe secretly interested in the bright future lying in wait behind his older self's eyes, even though he doesn't want to show it.

"Yeah? And then what?" Soldier Boy asks, in a tone that scoffs, but Ben sees that he's serious too, and he's listening. He knows it as well as he knows himself.

Ben levels a pointed finger at him.

"All you need to do, is protect it."

AN: It's like the old Spiderman meme where he's pointing at himself. lol 💚

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Heyyyyyy, could you pls do hc about Thor, Loki, Poseidon and Apollo from Record of Ragnarok with a human lover that is a virgin? It doesn't have to be nsfw just how they would react to the news, would they like it or even care? Thanks ❤️

Sure thing🤭🤭

Warnings : slight nsfw?

Characters : Thor, Apollo, Loki, Poseidon

NOTE : maybe ooc? Idk💔

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•°•°Inexperienced?°•°•

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Thor

- What?

- He'd stare at you so blankly, which would make you feel like you just chugged down 6 beers and babbled nonsense to him. That's the type of look he gave you.

- I don't really think he'd care either way. Sexual intercourse is just another way of growing closer to your partner, so why does it matter? Everyone does it.

- Well, maybe he does kind of care about it. Because it's you. He plans to stay with you forever, so I guess it does play an important role in your relationship together.

- That makes him a bit happy, actually. It means you both get to participate in something new, and experience it together.

- After all, that's the nice feeling people get when they couple up with their spouse.

-its kind of like leveling up to him. When he works hard to achieve something and gets to level himself up even more.

- He doesn't need much experience to know how to please you well. So don't worry. That body isn't just for show, you know.

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Apollo

- Aww..that's so cute.

- Jokes aside, it's funny. To him, not you.

- He finds it so adorable, seeing you look so shy and all while admitting to him that you've never experienced it before.

"Aww, it's your first time, darling? You are so adorable!"

- Oh it makes him just want to pin you down and love you with all his might. He can't help it, you talk about it like it's the most special thing to you. He's very happy that he gets to be your first. (First and last, to be exact. He's not letting you go.)

- He's already had his fair share of fun, which most definitely means he's experienced. It doesn't even need more than a trick or two to get anyone crazy for him.

- And since you're his main lover, you should count yourself very lucky to be able to experience something so good with someone like him.

- What makes things all the more better for him is that it meant he could surprise you, and show you just how good he is.

- He couldn't wait to go gentle and slow with you, before revealing how far he can bring you to the stars with his skills.

- Oh, expect there to be lots of praise afterwards. Whether you did good or bad, he still makes you feel better.

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Loki

- Would probably laugh in your face without shame.

- He'll make you feel worse by asking you stupid things like:

"You haven't had your first time yet? That's a surprise! I thought everyone has had their first time already!! Your so far behind!"

- Okay, that kind of ruined the mood. And when you don't respond, he just smiles at you going like "Aww, c'mon, I was just having some fun! It's okay to be shy~"

- Atleast he's good at what he does. He really did please you well enough to ignore his jerk-ish(?) behavior from earlier.

- Keep in mind though, he's gonna be very talkative after it. Don't even think you can get away from him with rest, cause he's right beside you yapping his mouth off, asking you if you liked it.

- He's alright, overall.

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Poseidon

The man youve been waiting for.

- Does it really matter?

-He doesn't care much. like Thor, he believes it's just one of many ways for couples to get closer to eachother. Just another thing they face together as part of their relationship.

- But, his mindset would slowly begin to change when he notices the expression on your face. How shy you are about it, asking him to be understanding since it's still your first time.

- You talk about it like it's the most fragile thing in the planet. Is it really that big of a deal?

- He's gotten so used to seeing affairs left and right. People barely showing any loyalty to who they've settled down with. Though, it is to be expected, there's nothing surprising about it. That's just how it works.

- He'd probably be quiet for a few moments, you thought he'd atleast show a bit of kindness, but no.

"Its not that big of a deal."

- Okay, maybe he was a bit of a jerk there, and he was well aware after seeing how those words took a toll on you.

- It made him feel a tad bit guilty. You were his spouse after all. If he learned a thing or two from Apollo, it's to never ruin the mood when it had already started building.

- Don't worry, he'll make up for it. He can make you forget those harsh words he's said. Since your virginity is something special, and he's the one who gets to take it. He's not entirely a jerk, okay? He still loves you well enough to understand your feelings.

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IMM BACCCKKK, HOPE YOU ENJOY A FEW OF THESE CRUMBS EVERYONE

[bratbby333]

jjk camp counselor au

nsfw brain dump, multiple x reader feat: satoru, suguru, nanami, toji, sukuna, shoko + choso summary: you're a camp counselor trying to make the most of your summer

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satoru would definitely be the one to lead the rallies each morning, he's so charismatic and domineering. he'd also be in charge of the 15-17 year old group (obvi). he'll blatantly flirt with the other female counselors in front of you to make you jealous, sneaking away to the woods while the kids are eating lunch to apologize to you while balls deep inside you...summer fling energy fr

"i-im sorry...promise...it was nothin...meant n-nothing 't me" he pants out, seeing the irritated look on your face as you glare at him from over your shoulder, arms bracing your body against a tree, your jean shorts down by your ankles, panties shoved to the side. "shut up and keep fucking me, satoru," you roll your eyes in response. "show me how sorry you are," your demanding voice wavering slightly, stifling your moans so he doesn't know how good it feels, trying to keep up your annoyed facade. but god does he feel amazing, his tip stimulating your sweet spot with every stroke. he fucks you so much better when he thinks he's in trouble...he's a whining, whimpering mess for you power bottom!gojo supremacy

suguru is most definitely the chill instructor, leading the more creative activities; arts n crafts like tie-dye, making jewelry, etc. all the kids love him, too. he'd beam with pride as they run up to him to show him what they were able to create. he'd profess his feelings for you with a handmade, beaded bracelet.

you sneak out of the women's cabin in the middle of the night to meet up with suguru, finding him sat on the crest of a hill with a blanket laid out to watch the stars "suguru...this is precious," you gasp, eyes bright with adoration, taking a seat next time him, your legs kicked out in front of you and your arms propping you up. - "what about the kids? what if they see us?" you ask, concern plastered across your face, your legs wrapped around his waist, hands secured behind his neck, fingers tangling in his long hair. "don't worry, love," he breaths out, pausing his strokes, his strong arms positioned on either side of your head, "nanami's watching mine and shoko's watching over yours...plus we're so far from camp, no one's gonna see us", he reassures you with his pelvis flush against your core. "you just look so beautiful like this, i couldn't resist" he'd moan out, returning to his initial pace, thrusting deep and slow, the blanket he had laid out now disheveled. the moonlight bounces off your skin in the most ethereal way, and suguru can't get enough of you.

nanami would be in charge of the whole camp, carefully organizing everyone's permission slips, allergy forms and medical records (which were alphabetized and given to shoko), the payments from parents, the whole nine yards; ensuring everything ran smoothly. he would also be the one supervising the obstacle courses. he'd carefully and methodically strap the kids into their harnesses, surveying everyone intently...do you really think he'd trust the other dummies he works with to do so?

and of course he'd find a way to repurpose the harnesses as restraints in the privacy of the men's cabin with you, the two of you slipping away during one of satoru's overly energetic pep rallies. "ken...what if someone catches us?" you moan out, your arms secured behind you, your back arched, and your chest pressed against the mattress. his deep, purposeful strokes continue, his voice steady as he repsonds. "don't worry, love. we made the mistake of giving satoru the mic, he'll talk for hours if you let him...now hush and let me take care of you, yeah?" you nod back before moaning loudly, the depth of his cock in this position is hitting spots you didn't know existed. "you're taking me so well. such a good girl for me," he groans out, his trust speeding up, the sounds you're making for him spurring him on.

toji would be in charge of the more physical intramurals; dodgeball, kickball, archery, and life guard on duty for the water activities.

and god did he look good while patrolling the waters, his broad shoulders and tanned skin glowing under the summer sun, his wet swim trunks clinging to his thick, muscular thighs. you watch him from your beach chair, legs clenching and core pulsing at the sight of his sternly focused face, his eyes running up and down the lake, his body glistening from the droplets of water trickling from his damp hair. you're glad shoko is more attentive with the kids because your mind is elsewhere (and for a valid reason, too). - after the kids are sent to get changed into their dry clothes, he absolutely obliterates you in the boat house. "saw you watchin' me the whole time...this what you needed, love?" he'd ask through gritted teeth, his thrusts hard and deep, his thick cock stretching you out perfectly. you whimper in response, eyes low, mouth agape, nodding profusely as his fingers dig deeper into your hipbones. "uh huh..needed you so bad, toji," you whine out. baywatch!toji has me putting my fist in my mouth

sukuna would not get hired because the organizers were afraid that he'd try to create a child army and illicit a rebellion to overthrow the camp counsellors, creating a dystopian society where the kids tend to the land and run his errands for him. bummer... ruined his summer plans.

shoko helps you run the girl's cabin. she also works the first aid tent during the day, her long hair tied back to keep her cool. you lean up against a tree, admiring her beauty. you're pulled from your daydream when gojo elbows you in the side, shooting you an amused look; "go make a move, she likes women, ya know?" wiggling his eyebrows at you before running off to frolic in the water with his group.

the two of you sneak away during the bonfire, finding yourself in her bunk, laid on your back with her soft tongue attacking your clit. "sho, i'm close," you gasp out, your hands tangling in her auburn hair. she hums in response, the vibrations pushing you even closer to your release. you cry out for her, the pleasure coursing through you is overwhelming your senses. she uses one hand to cover your mouth, the other swipes between your folds before inserting two finger into your dripping cunt, curling slightly to massage your g-spot. your hips buck against her mouth, before you spill all over her tongue from the added stimulation. as you try to regain your breath, she leans over you and places two fingers against your neck. you gaze up at her through dazed eyes, shooting her a questioning look. "just checkin' your pulse, thought i was losin' you," she laughs.

choso takes his job very seriously, basically a helicopter parent while watching the kids...he's so protective of the children, treating them as if they were his own siblings. he stops dead in his tracks when he first lays eyes on you, watching you interact with your group; you are so sweet with your kids, tenderhearted and caring...he falls in love almost immediately and all he wants is to get close to you.

his soft, slow strokes make you giggle into his ear. everyone's in the mess hall for dinner, leaving the cabin empty, the once silent building now filled with your moans. "cho, you can be rougher with me," you sigh out, pulling him deeper into you, groaning at the stretch of his fully engulfed member. he buries his head into the crook of your neck, a long moan leaving his parted lips as he bottoms out against you. his cheeks flush to a bright red...you swear you can feel the heat emanating off them. "i know...jus' scared i'll cum fast if i go harder...you're just so pretty...so fuckin' sweet, angel," he whimpers out. he paws at every inch of you, his strokes getting more frantic, kissing your cheeks delicately and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

author notes: this made me giggle so much while writing. i love doing short form AUs, theyre so entertaining to me. sorry about sukuna's i was feeling unhinged when i wrote it

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[hailthedoll]

Dating Euronymous Would Include...

a/n: y'all don't hate me. all I'm gonna say is, if you have a issue move along, thanks;)

-ok so

-i truthfully could only imagine this man meeting someone somewhere that is music related

maybe at a mayhem show or maybe at his store

either way the fact that you were there was enough for him to be interested

or maybe intrigued is a better word

its not like there hasn't been other girls at shows or his shop before but you????

he thought you were beautiful

and different. he was so attracted to you.

but he is NOT the type of guy who tries to flirt or make a move on a random girl he finds attractive

if you're at his store it would more so be like he walks up to you and asks if you're looking for something and then just lets the conversation go from there

now dating

ok ok

you truly get the "best" of both worlds

on one hand you get this guy who's in a band and he looks cool and does cool black metal band shit(?)

but then on the other hand you get oystein.

a dark and mysterious guy in a band

but also a sweetheart who just wants to baby you

he tries SO HARD to come off as this evil satanic guy

like its his image yk?

but with you? completely different

euronymous and oystein. BIG DIFFERENCE

oystein is a COMPLETE sweetheart who is SWEPT FOR YOU

he just loves you and he wants to be with you all the time and hold you and be held by you

and he wants you to hear new music he's working on

and for you to come and see the band live every time they perform

he wants you to be right there so that when they're done performing he can come and find you and see your reaction to it

he just really wants you to be proud of him and to be by his side during it all

euronymous now

hes a "dark", "evil", little man

he puts on this act whenever you guys are around others who know him as that

but no matter what he does or what he says to help create this evil image for others he wants you to know that who he says he is isn't really him and its all an act.

being with him you're often around people or things that were just not socially normal, and he understood this

he would always make sure you were comfortable

if not he would either find ways to make you more comfortable or just keep you away from that part of his life.

he wants your input and approval on things

he does corpse paint?

ok what do you think of it?

he got a new jacket?

great! but how do you feel about it?

oh and the way you will be used for stuff like this

guess who's helping him dye his hair?

guess who will help him do his corpse paint?

you, you, you, and only you.

i can see him as the type who just talks about his dreams and goals

like you two can be sitting together , doing nothing

and he'll just be sharing all of his thoughts and dreams as to what he wants black metal and mayhem to turn into

he goes on these long talking sprees where just tells you his opinions on music and artists and how he feels about certain people and things

he is very open with you about everything

the trust this man has in you..

he is SU-PPOR-TIVE

he'd wanna hear what your dreams are and would want to figure out ways to support you to make them come true

like oh you wanna be a doctor? ok. this man is lowkey like smart smart

and he will stay up all night studying with you

oh you wanna be a musician? brotha owns a record store

where people come just to hang out

he is spreading the word

"yeah my gf makes music it's really good"

"oh you like that band? well i'd recommend my gfs music then because it is pretty gooood"

hes very thoughtful and caring

he may not be able to afford these expensive, lavish gifts even tho he would like to

so instead he does what he can

flowers, songs, a vinyl you've been wanting

maybe there was something you mentioned very briefly

he heard you and he'll get it for you

maybe you mentioned that you wanted this meal that you used to eat when you were younger

he will attempt to make it and surprise you with it

if he does splurge its on something that you can keep forever

jewelry, memories, etc.

you are this mans peace

when times get rough for him like idk the media wont leave him alone

he just wants you

he spends majority of his time trying to find ways to be vile and controversial

and is surrounded by yk some weird things...

youre the escape from that

you are his muse

and his light in his dark and evil world

a/n: the way I literally second guessed everything ik about him and mayhem while I was writing this. I also had this written it and then when I went to post it, it was GONE????? so I had to rewrite and I don't like this one at all but it will do for now. maybe I'll redo it after I give it a rest and not second guess everything???

[dannydoesthisthing27]

I can't sleep so I'd like to offer up some general redacted headcanons I have, and that I've talked about briefly in other posts but haven't expanded on.

Out of the D.A.M.N crew, Freelancer is the clingiest. Surprisingly Damien is the second clingiest. He's a lot more subtle about it than Freelancer, though. Damien is the 'standing/sitting close enough that you're touching but don't say anything or he'll move' clingy. He canonically has a hard time with physical contact, but I like to think that around the crew he's a lot more comfortable with casual contact.

David listens to music 80% of the time. 10% of the time he's humming to himself. The other 10% he's tapping his fingers. He grew up around people who constantly listened to almost every kind of music there is. When David listens to music he feels at peace because he feels his family through the lyrics. (Projecting big time music's always been important to me)

Camelopardalis is very accepting of his demonic nature and appearance (vega is as well but for different reasons) Cam still presents as mostly human, but he has horns, a long tail, his skin is tinted sage green and white (vitiligo), his iris' are turquoise, and his sclera are black, occasionally appearing cracked when he is in distresss. He wears very unique clothing and rarely repeats an outfit. He stands about 6'5 without his horns added height.

Huxley and Dear go hiking together as often as possible. They both love talking to eachother, or just enjoying nature quietly together. Dear likes listening to Hux talk about his house projects and the plants he grows at home. Huxley likes listening to Dear talk about any of their special interests, but he really enjoys when they talk about moths. Dear has an extensive mental library of moth facts and can ramble for hours if given the opportunity.

Freelancer is an aspiring tattoo artist and has practiced on every member of the crew, including gavin. (Idk if demons can actually get tattooed, but for the sake of my sanity, i don't want to try and figure out how)

Azmidi leaves Sweetie gifts around the house when they go to work. They vary in type of gift, but its typically something sparkly that makes cool patterns when light hits it

Guy collects di and dnd mini figures. His favorite set is one that Honey got him. There's 3 mini's, and one full set of dice. The dice are swirled red and orange in various shades and combinations. The mini's are designs he came up with that Honey had custom made as an anniversary present. One for him, one for them, and one of their cat. (Guys is a kobold)

Baabe and Sam collect records and banter at each other about who's is more extensive. They also play chess during pack meetings when they're both there. The record is 34-35 in Sam's favor. Baabe is a very respectful loser, but they are definitely still ticked off that someone is able to beat them regularly. The only other person to beat them is David. Their record is 1-1.

Hudson made an entire album to commemorate the people lost during the inversion, and it's how he's coped along with a lot of therapy.

Anton is the second biggest wolf in his pack (idk if it's been established which one he's part of yet?) Regardless he is only second to the alpha of whatever pack he's in. His partner loves it when he shifts and lays on them like a weighted blanket

Christian has a hard time expressing emotion, similar to David he just doesn't have the kind of personality where vulnerability is something that's regularly expressed. There was one time when he and Ash really got into it with eachother. They weren't on speaking terms for a few days because of a mutual misunderstanding. After they had a little time to cool off the two of them had a very long conversation about why it is Christian felt resentful towards Asher because he was named beta. They're a lot closer now and go surfing together sometimes

Guy and Honey both aspire to be the kind of people that little kids tell their parents they want to be like. They both have immaculate fashion senses and go thrifting all the time for more stuff to add. One time they were at a festival and Honey was wearing big platform boots, crazy hair colors, fun earrings, a ring on every other finger each one unique, a corset with sheer lace in the back that when resting looks almost like a skirt, their bag covered in patches and pins (guy was wearing a similar get up.) A kid came up to Honey and told them that they looked like a prince (my Honey is masc presenting) they still smile when they think about that day.

Brachium has never had tea, but if he did drink it, he would like hibiscus tea

[whipped-for-kpop-fics]

Session Three; A Lesson Learned? - L.JH ft K.SY

🎙Who; Lee Jihoon & Kwon Soonyoung (Seventeen) x reader 🎙What; smut, fwb, producer/idol Jihoon, idol Soonyoung 🎙Wordcount; 4.9k 🎙Warnings; profanity, threesome, dom jihoon, sub soonyoung, sub reader, over clothing handjob, edging, orgasm denial, oral(m), fingering mentions, voyeurism/exhibitionism, penetrative sex, protected sex, choking, auditory kink I guess?(idk if that's the right term for this), coming untouched(m), no actual m x m.

Summary; There's something about Soonyoung today that makes you want to play with him. Who cares if it's in Jihoon's studio while Soonyoung is supposed to be recording his lines.

Minors do NOT interact, which means reblogging/commenting on this story. I WILL block any account that interacts without an age indicator in the bio.

-2024 Masterlist- 🎙 In The Studio Masterlist 🎙

Part 3/? of In The Studio; a series of Jihoon fucking in his studio.

Edited: 23/12/24

You don't mind watching Jihoon work; sometimes it's even pretty interesting, but today? Not so much. Time just seems to drag on and on.

Soonyoung is currently in the booth working on his verse for the next Performance Unit song that's due for release in a couple of months. At least being able to watch him work hard in his sleeveless top and shorts gives you some very nice visuals to somewhat entertain yourself through your boredom.

It probably really does not help that before Soonyoung arrived, Jihoon had his hand in your panties doing a very good job of getting you close to a wonderful climax, and then Soonyoung turned up and caused Jihoon to quickly pull his hand to himself before the pair of you could get caught.

So now you're bored and horny from an orgasm being unfairly ripped away from you.

Jihoon notices the way you keep fidgeting, restless and still aroused. Honestly, so is he, but he has his work to focus on so he can ignore the lust simmering lowly in his veins. And he definitely doesn't fail to notice the way your darkened gaze is lingering on Soonyoung.

Something sparks in his lower stomach and reminds him of a vague fantasy he had a few months back when the pair of you had almost got caught fucking in the backseat of your car.

The thought of someone opening the door and seeing you two fucking had turned Jihoon on enough that day that he came instantly, and well, it certainly reawakened some rather exhibitionist thoughts of his own.

So really, Jihoon isn't exactly against Soonyoung seeing you two having sex; though he isn't sure how you would feel about that so he keeps it to himself for now and knows he'll probably bring it up at some point in the future.

Yet for now, there's another thought at the forefront of his mind. “Keep staring at him so much and I'll think you want to fuck him,” Jihoon murmurs lowly to you, even if Soonyoung most definitely cannot hear the conversation while he's in the recording booth.

You hadn't expected Jihoon to talk and honestly, you had been a little lost in your fantasies about going into that booth and seeing if Soonyoung's dancer stamina carries over into sex, so you jolt a little in surprise before turning your head to look at Jihoon without lifting your chin from your palm, elbow on the desk to keep you propped up.

Jihoon's tone hadn't sounded annoyed or negative in any way, just his normal, neutral voice, but you can't always be sure. Yet looking at him it's clear he's not particularly angry at the possibility of his own words being true.

“Maybe I do,” you start, causing Jihoon to slide his gaze from his computer screen and over to you with a slightly raised eyebrow at you essentially confirming his suspicions. “Got a problem with that?”

To your surprise, there's only a second of hesitation where Jihoon genuinely considers your question, and then he shakes his head a little. “No, you can fuck whoever you want.”

“Even if I want to work my way through your band?”

Jihoon doesn't hesitate to shrug this time. “So long as you come back to me and don't make shit awkward, yeah, go ahead; have fun.”

You watch him get back to his work with excitement fizzling in your chest. He's pretty much just given you a giant green light to fuck his band members and you won't lie, you've most certainly considered more than just Soonyoung in a sexual manner before.

Knowing that Jihoon won't care if you do, you're already thinking about ways to seduce each one of them into bed and turn your head back to watch Soonyoung with a whole new level of horny to your gaze.

Twenty minutes of your very thorough fantasies later, Jihoon gets up, after using the mic to tell Soonyoung he's going to the bathroom meaning it's a break time. Jihoon's gaze meets yours as he gets to his feet; there's something odd in it that you can't quite put your finger on, but honestly, you don't have the mental capacity to linger on it.

All you can think about is that you know Jihoon will sit and play the mobile game which he downloaded recently, in the bathroom for at least ten minutes before returning and getting back to work.

You can seduce Soonyoung in ten minutes; you've done a lot more with less time.

Pretty much as soon as the studio door closes securely once Jihoon is out, you're up on your feet and entering the booth.

Soonyoung smiles over at you when he hears the door open, the headphones around his neck as he repeats the line he's been working so hard on. “Oh hey,” he greets, looking back at the lyric sheet as you approach and peer around him at the sheet yourself. “This line is really kicking my ass.”

“Mm, you're getting stressed,” you confirm with a hum. “You need to relax.” You lift your hands to place on his shoulders gently so as to not make him jump and then start to dig your thumbs into the muscle in a massage. Soonyoung lets out a soft breath and melts a little under your touch.

For a few minutes, you work your hands against his muscles, gradually working from his shoulders down his back and Soonyoung lets you; he just keeps relaxing further and further under your hands with his eyes closed contently.

Up until your left hand skirts over the side of his hip and to his thigh.

Soonyoung's breath catches and his eyes fly open. “W-what're you doing?” He stammers in a whisper, head tilting down to watch the way your hand kneads at the outside of his thigh, slowly edging over to the front.

“Helping you relax, babyboy,” you reply so simply, like it's so fucking normal to ‘massage’ a friend's thigh like this.

You're so nonchalant about it that despite his nerves fizzing behind his sternum and gradually mixing with budding arousal, Soonyoung doesn't say or do anything else and lets you continue.

Not that it lasts long when your hand slides around towards his inner thigh and brushes against his very gradually hardening length. Soonyoung lets out a sound that could be an attempt at talking if it wasn't just a few vague stammered syllables.

“You okay, baby?” You ask gently and pull your hand back slightly, not wanting to push him too far. Though you don't move your hand away entirely, there's at least some breathing room between your still massaging fingers and his cock. Soonyoung makes a hum of confirmation in a higher pitch than his normal voice. “Want me to stop?” You wonder, just in case.

“What about Woozi?” He worries, flitting his eyes over his shoulder to you nervously, though they quickly return down to watch your hand.

“You know his routine as much as I do; he's going to sit there playing on his phone for at least ten minutes,” you assure and smoothly relocate around him to stand more to his side and give yourself a better view and reach.

He looks at you through his lashes shyly and blushes darker than the soft pink flush of arousal on his cheeks as you look down at his crotch and visibly see how he's getting harder with every press of your fingers into his strong thigh muscle.

“How...how long has he been gone?”

You lift your gaze to meet his own still shy one. “Not ten minutes.”

Soonyoung stares at you for a moment in careful deliberation before he licks his lips and nods a little. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

His features twist a little as your hand falls still and he lifts his head to lock his softly pleading eyes on you. “Don't stop. Please?”

“Okay, baby,” it's so easy to agree when he looks at you borderline desperately already. Not that you need much encouragement right now, anyway; just consent, and he's certainly given that.

You don't linger on his thigh anymore and move your hand over to press your palm against his length. Soonyoung whimpers and wraps one hand around your wrist for stability, already feeling so sensitive despite the fact you've done nothing to him yet.

You wonder if he's always like this or if he's just pent up and it's been a while since he's felt any touch but his own. You'd really like to find out.

“It's okay, I've got you, gonna make you feel good, okay, Soonyoungie?”

“Please,” he whispers, swallowing thickly before letting his lips stay parted as you start to move your hand against him.

You're far too invested in the little whines and pants prettily escaping Soonyoung's mouth as you grope and rub at his cock over his shorts, and he's far too caught up in the pleasure you're so easily and skilfully giving him, that neither of you notice Jihoon's return.

Honestly, Jihoon is not entirely surprised to find you in the booth and touching Soonyoung. Part of him had hoped you'd initiate something; he had tried to tell you to do as much with his eyes when he left earlier. But he knew you hadn't noticed. He's just glad you're horny enough to still do what he wants, even if not directly.

For a minute, Jihoon stands by his desk with his arms folded over his chest and watches.

Part of him has been wondering for a while if he's into watching. He knows he likes watching you touch yourself; he often has you spread your legs wide with your hand in between while he sits and watches intently with his hand wrapped around his cock. But he wasn't sure if it was just because it's you masturbating with and for him, or if he really is a voyeur.

But now he knows he's definitely a fucking voyeur. He's already half-hard in his shorts and only getting harder the longer he watches.

Jihoon knows he won't be able to keep his calm for much longer so he unfolds his arms and leans down onto his left palm while the right presses the button on the mic on his desk to pass his voice into the room.

The second Jihoon starts to speak, Soonyoung jerks violently and spins to look at the window between the booth and studio with wide, guilty eyes. “You really think you can play like this in my studio without inviting me?” Jihoon drawls darkly.

Soonyoung gulps while arousal sparks brighter in you. You know by Jihoon’s tone alone that he’s turned on and wants to fuck. And when you look at him, it's clear by his expression that he wants to play.

At least to you it is because Soonyoung clearly doesn't realise that Jihoon isn't mad.

“Guess I'll have to teach you both a lesson, huh?” Jihoon chuckles and meets your gaze directly. “On your knees, baby.”

You don't hesitate and lower to your knees with little more than a nod, more than happy to play whatever game Jihoon wants because you know he'll fuck you right when it's time. He always does.

“W-woozi-” Soonyoung stammers out, but Jihoon just raises an eyebrow at him, causing him to cut off with a thick swallow.

“If you want to see where this goes Soonyoung, put the headphones back on and do your lines. If you don't want to play with us, I suggest you leave now,” Jihoon warns firmly.

Soonyoung holds the younger's eye contact for a moment before he turns his head to look down at you where you're kneeling patiently to get this show on the road.

“You can change your mind during; neither of us will force you to stay if that happens,” you assure while putting a comforting hand on Soonyoung's thigh to squeeze gently. He naturally puts his hand over yours to show that he registers the comfort, then swallows once more and nods in understanding and agreement.

Soonyoung's hands are slightly shaky when he turns to the mic and lifts the headphones from around his neck to put back comfortably over his ears. Though he pushes the left one back a little, freeing enough of his ear on your side.

“Baby,” Jihoon prompts. When you look at him, he nods towards Soonyoung simply then sits down to get back to work without even waiting for your confirmation that you understand.

As you shuffle closer to Soonyoung he inhales sharply and drops his attention with wide eyes to watch as your hands untie his shorts. His hands are still trembling a little at his sides but he makes no attempt to stop you despite his nerves.

It's all very new to him; not sex, but this kind of sex, especially with someone else present and able to see what's happening. He's not entirely certain he's into it, but he's more than willing to try it out; especially as it means he finally gets to know what you look like on your knees for him.

“Here's what's going to happen,” Jihoon's voice echoes into the room again, making Soonyoung jump a little and glance over at Jihoon, but your hands are tugging down Soonyoung's shorts and boxers so his attention quickly returns to you. “You're going to do your lines, Soonyoung, while she sucks your dick.”

“W-what?” Soonyoung baulks while looking at Jihoon with wide eyes. “B-but I won't be-” He cuts off with a sharp moan when he suddenly feels wet heat around the very tip of his cock. He looks at you and finds your lips wrapped around his erection; barely any of his hard cock is actually in your mouth but enough that it's already driving him crazy.

“Good girl,” Jihoon hums in approval and smirks as he watches Soonyoung struggle to gather himself. Jihoon hadn't known that Soonyoung is this sensitive, but it sure is entertaining. “Lines, Soonyoung; you can't cum until you've nailed them.”

That makes Soonyoung look over in alarm as soon as the words have fully registered in his mind. “What?!”

“You need to learn your lesson. Mic.” Jihoon points to the mic, and then focuses on his computer to play the track, sending it into Soonyoung's headphones.

You decide to be nice and pull off of Soonyoung to give him at least a chance to get his lines right. He gives you a grateful look before facing the mic again, making you shuffle around to be able to still get to him when you deem him ready.

Just when Soonyoung opens his mouth to start his lines at the right point, you lean back in and abruptly slide half of his length into your mouth. A loud moan escapes Soonyoung's open mouth and his legs weaken at the sudden pleasurable touch while his eyes roll back.

Jihoon cuts off the track with a disappointed tut. “Try again,” he demands.

That's how it goes for long enough that Soonyoung is a trembling, whimpering mess; his hands on your head as he pleads you to just “please let me cum” but you don't. Jihoon hasn't given the go-ahead and honestly, you're enjoying making Soonyoung such a mess with nothing more than your mouth wrapped around him; alternating methods but still never giving him too much. You want to drag it out, need to really in order to give him a chance of getting his lines down.

But the longer you're on your knees, the worse Soonyoung gets.

“Alright, enough,” Jihoon sighs when his own arousal is too hard to ignore any longer. He's been fighting the urge to reach into his shorts and jerk himself off for at least ten minutes now.

Watching you edge Soonyoung time and time again really does a fucking lot for Jihoon.

“P-please,” Soonyoung practically sobs out when you lean back and remove your mouth from his leaking cock. He's practically throbbing he's so desperate to cum.

He truly had been so close to an orgasm on multiple occasions yet you had somehow always noticed despite him not even attempting to warn you and pulled away while he sniffled and wailed for you to come back.

“Jihoon says no.” You shrug and look over as the door opens and Jihoon steps in. There's a very obvious bulge in his shorts and he doesn't even try to hide it.

You really do love it when he's so shameless about his own arousal, it turns you on even more.

“Ji,” you call; there’s a slight pleading edge to your voice as he gets closer to you.

“I know, baby,” he coos softly and cups your jaw with one hand, letting his thumb pull on your bottom lip a little. “You've been a good girl, huh; on your knees for so long for a man who can't even control his orgasm enough to get one thing done, hm?” You pout a little; playing on it as much as your partner while Soonyoung just stares between you with glassy, wide, hope-filled eyes. “I think you've learned your lesson, right princess?”

“Mm, I have. I'll never play in your studio without you,” you confirm, even though you're pretty sure you will if the opportunity arises.

It's clear to you that Jihoon isn't genuinely annoyed by walking in on you two in any way; it's just an act. An act you really wouldn't mind repeating.

“That's my girl, up you get,” he encourages and moves his hand to offer it to you and tug you up to your feet. Then he leans right in and slots his lips against yours.

The kiss is utterly filthy from the get-go; full of tongue and soft moans from you both.

“Fuck,” Soonyoung's whisper pulls you apart to look at him. He has one hand around his throbbing cock, slowly jerking himself to the sight of the two of you making out right in front of him.

“I said you can't cum; why the fuck are you touching yourself?” Jihoon questions harshly. “Put it away.”

“W-what?” Soonyoung sputters in disbelief. “Put it away?”

“Mm; you didn't listen so you don't get to cum. Put your cock away and go sit in my chair with the headphones on that I left on the desk. Do not touch yourself either.”

“I...okay.” Soonyoung's lips protrude in a disappointed pout before he awkwardly tucks his cock away and removes the headphones from his head to put on the stand, and then he waddles out of the booth to sit at Jihoon's desk to do as told.

“Ji,” you murmur once you see Soonyoung settling the chunky noise-cancelling headphones over his ears. Jihoon hums as he turns his head to you after watching until Soonyoung falls still with his fingers holding onto the arms of the chair on either side of him. “Please?”

“Of course; you know I can never say no when you ask so nicely.” He kisses you once more then reaches for your trousers to open them and pull them down your legs as he lowers to his knees.

Obediently, you lift each leg in turn to allow him to pull the material off and fling it aside. To your surprise, Jihoon stays on his knees and slides his hands up your thighs, nudging a little until you open them enough that he can see the wet patch on the seat of your panties.

“Oh, baby, you really need me, huh?”

“Yeah, need you so much,” you confirm, knowing how much it gets Jihoon going to hear you being as shameless as he can be about what you want.

“Want my mouth, baby?” He teases while brushing his lips over your inner thigh.

“Want your cock.”

Jihoon huffs a short, low laugh and looks up at you. “My cock?” You nod, pouting down at him. “Want it that much you don't even want my mouth first?”

“Want you to fuck me.”

“Mm, what my baby wants, my baby gets,” he agrees and makes short work of removing your panties before he gets to his feet. “Face the mic.” You listen, turning to face the mic and meet Soonyoung's wide gaze. “Can you hear us, Soonyoung?”

You watch him nod as Jihoon steps up behind you, hands pushing his shorts and boxers down just enough to free his cock.

“Did he nod?” You make a noise of confirmation as Jihoon focuses on pulling a condom from his pocket to open and slide it onto his length, tossing the wrapper aside carelessly. “Good. Want him to hear what he doesn't get because he didn't learn his lesson.”

“Are you saying you would've let him fuck me if he had got his lines down?” You muse, breath catching with excitement when Jihoon grips your hip with his left hand, his right holding his cock as he gently taps your foot with his own to prompt you to spread your legs to accommodate him.

“Well, if he could get hard again after cumming in your mouth, sure.” Jihoon scoffs condescendingly. “But judging by the way he can't even hold back to get a few lines down; I doubt he'd have the fucking stamina to go again.”

“Shame.” You inhale sharply as Jihoon starts to slide his cock into your dripping hole. “Ji,”

“Yeah, fuck, I know, baby, you're so desperate to be fucked, huh?” He teases, too breathless from the friction on his needy cock to sound as mean as he wants to right now. “This pussy needs to be filled, huh?”

“With you.”

“Yeah, with me.” He jerks his hips forward; sheathing himself inside you and making you moan at suddenly being full.

It's a good thing he had been fingering you earlier and that you're so turned on and wet from everything that's happened, otherwise he would not be able to do bury himself in you like that without causing you both discomfort bordering on pain. It’s a good thing he knows your body so well.

“Fuck, you always feel so fucking good, baby,” Jihoon exhales after just admiring how your walls hug his length so fucking perfectly. He'll never get over how good you feel around him. Every time it feels like the first time all over again.

He's fucking obsessed with your pussy at this point; utterly convinced he'll never find anyone as good as you again. And honestly, the feeling is pretty mutual; nobody has ever fucked you like Lee Jihoon and you doubt anyone else ever will.

“Fuck me, Ji, come on,” you encourage in a whine while gripping his hand on your hip to pull it around your waist knowing you'll need his strong arms to keep you up once he actually gets started. As it is, your legs are already shaking just from having his cock pressing motionlessly so deep within you.

As much as Jihoon would love to draw it out purely to wind up both you and Soonyoung, who is still watching with wide eyes and hands gripping the armrests so tight his knuckles are getting paler by the minute, Jihoon is honestly not faring much better himself where control is concerned.

So he pulls back his hips after tightening his arm around your waist. He puts his right hand on your chest for extra stability, and to keep you in position, before he snaps his hips forward, forcing a high-pitched moan to tumble from your mouth and right into the microphone inches from your face.

After glancing over at Soonyoung to make sure he's paying attention, Jihoon truly does not waste time or hold back.

His hips slap against your ass so harshly with every rough thrust into your dripping pussy that your skin is starting to sting in the most delicious of ways. You're certain your ass with be red raw by the time he's done with you, and honestly, you wouldn't have it any other fucking way.

“God, baby,” Jihoon groans, leaning forward to talk lowly into your ear as his hand on your chest slides up to the bottom of your throat, applying no pressure but just resting there.

Still, it makes you squeeze down around him at the mere suggestion of him wrapping his beautiful fingers around your fucking throat and choking you as he pummels your walls with his cock. “W-want it? Wan-wanna show Soonyoung how-fuck- how pretty you sound with a hand-hand around your throat?”

You can't even attempt to respond in any way; even if his hand isn't inching up your throat and threatening to restrict your airflow, you wouldn't be able to. Jihoon's fucking you way too good. All you can do is let more filthy noises tumble from your parted lips.

All the months of sex have really given Jihoon ample time to know your body inside out, literally. So he knows what the tightening on his cock means, knows what the stuttered “ah-ah-ah”s from your open mouth means. He fucking knows you want him to choke you even if you can't say it. He knows you; knows what you like and his hand on your throat isn't new to your sessions at all.

“Good girl,” he breathes out and finally gets his hand in the right place while he slows his thrusting so he isn't jostling your body as much. He doesn't want to risk hurting you more than you like, even if his cock is throbbing and trying to urge him to keep fucking you like a mad man.

The second Jihoon's fingers start to apply pressure, you grip him tighter; both with your hand and pussy. You're so fucking close to an orgasm, you can feel it right there but this isn't quite enough for you and Jihoon knows it; knows what the gasped attempts at babbles mean as your eyes roll back despite already being closed.

Instead of letting go of you to play with your clit like he usually would, Jihoon starts to grind into you; forcing his cock to rub hard and incessantly against the most sensitive spots amongst your throbbing walls in the most intensely pleasurable way.

“Fuck!” You squeak, eyes flying wide and unintentionally meeting Soonyoung's through the glass. He looks so far gone; practically drooling from his open mouth as he stares at you intently as if he's forgotten how to blink. You're not sure if that's what sends you over or if the timing is just too perfect, but suddenly, your orgasm crashes through your body so powerfully that your legs give out and Jihoon is forced to wrap both arms around you securely as your body sags. You barely even notice; mind and body flashing with bright pleasure.

Jihoon barely lasts a few more rolls of his hips as he does his best to work you through the climax before his own hits him and he groans into your neck while he fills the condom.

Slowly, you come around from the intense orgasm with a heaving chest and ears buzzing. You can vaguely tell you're being talked to but nothing is registering yet.

It's not the first time Jihoon has fucked you to this state, and although it still always worries him a little that you get unresponsive as your mind puts itself back together, he knows how to handle it now and just focuses on carefully pulling his length from you without losing the condom.

Even though you can't hear him clearly, Jihoon still talks to you and tells you he's dealing with the condom as he awkwardly does his best to tie it off and then just tosses it to the floor gently to deal with later. He knows he'll regret throwing it to the floor later when he has to clean it up, but right now he only cares about you.

Once his shorts and boxers are back up, Jihoon adjusts his arm around you until he can manoeuvre you up into his arms bridal style. He knows he doesn't have to be that careful with you, so he doesn't feel bad about jostling your sated form as he opens the door to the booth to take you into the studio.

Though he does go back to being gentle as he lays you on the couch and pulls the blanket from the back over your lap for your modesty as Soonyoung is in the room and still watching the two of you.

“You alright?” Jihoon asks, glancing over at Soonyoung quickly so the elder knows he's being talked to. Soonyoung removes the headphones quickly. “I said; are you alright?”

“Oh, uh, ye-yeah. Is she?”

“Mm, she'll be around in a minute,” Jihoon confirms and backs away from you to face Soonyoung. “You're not hard.” He gives the taller a pointed look while putting his hands on his hips.

“I didn't touch myself!” Soonyoung defends rapidly, eyes wide and honest. “Just...”

“Came untouched?” Jihoon smirks as Soonyoung looks away embarrassed, cheeks darkening from the pleased flush from his post orgasm state. “I fucking knew you'd lose it with her moaning in your ears.”

“She sounds so good; how do you stay so calm?” Soonyoung marvels while looking at Jihoon utterly awestruck.

“Guess you need to learn some self-control, Soonyoung,” Jihoon teases with a chuckle.

“I don't think I'm very good at learning lessons,” Soonyoung admits with a sheepish smile that makes Jihoon scoff a laugh.

“I noticed. You still need to do your lines; don't think this gets you out of it for today.”

“I don't think I can go back in that booth without getting hard again.”

“Then I guess you'll have to be taught another lesson.”

“I'm never going to be able to set foot in this studio without a boner ever again.”

[glitterinmycrimson]

johnnie guilbert x reader headcanons

₊ ⊹ i know zero lore i'm just thinking with my clitorus :P ⊹ ₊

·:¨ ༺ ♱ ✮ ♱ ༻ ¨:·

johnnie is definitely the type of guy who's ideal date is a night in. he loves a good movie night with some take out and snacks. he prefers spending time with you in private because then he can really be himself. he likes being able to show you how much he loves you without being one of those gross guys who make out with their girlfriends in public.

he's pretty introverted unless he's around people he knows well so if you're out in public he'll mostly just stick by your side. he's not really into pda that much but he will hold your hand whenever he can. it's comforting for him to know that you're right there. he'll stroke the back of your hand with his thumb while you're sitting or swing your arm while you two walk.

i think him including you in his content could go either way. because he's shy, i fell like he'd want to keep majority of your relationship out of the public eye but he also can't help but show you off sometimes. especially after a while into the relationship when things start to get more serious. he'd never force the camera on you if you didn't want to though.

he gets a little nervous when he's filming around you, even if you're in the video, so he'll have to do like a million takes if you're in the room. no matter how long you guys are together he still gets embarrassed about being a youtuber. if he's just recording a chill video where he's not screaming or shooting shit with his friends, you'll take a nap in his filming room. listening to the sound of his voice is really soothing, even if he's talking about emo pedophiles. eventually he'll move like a couch or a beanbag in there so you don't have to sleep on the floor.

he buys jewellery for his piercings in your favourite colour and wears it whenever he misses you. so whenever he looks in the mirror he can be reminded of all the little pieces of you that make him happy.

when he gets comfortable around you, he'll start singing. he'll softly croon the lyrics to a love song he wrote about you or any tune that's on his mind. you're his muse for his music and he can't help but think of melodies when you're around.

·:¨ ༺ ♱ ✮ ♱ ༻ ¨:·

[thatmclarengirlie]

for any mclaren fan who feels the same way, please feel free to reblog

i'm officially pissed. i've seen this one too many times now to not say something about it.

you know, there was a lot of talk throughout 2023 and 2024 that oscar was the next big thing. and he is an incredible driver, i do not disagree with that in the slightest. he has the mentality, he's certainly got the skill, and in recent races he's found that pace that had been eluding him so far, especially in one lap.

what that expectation of oscar inadvertently did, though, is it led to lando being diminished every time oscar did something better than him. the hate piled on like crazy, and things have relaxed in that regard now but even still, he's explicitly said he doesn't want to open social media after bad weekends since he knows what he'll face.

am i saying that all of the lando hate was caused by comparing him to his teammate? no. but a decent amount of it was.

lando is perfectly capable of holding his own. he showed it in australia with max practically breathing down his neck towards the end of the race, and he handled it beautifully. he showed it in abu dhabi last year, with an enormous amount of pressure on him to maintain the lead of that race, and he delivered when his team needed him to the most. he showed it in china this year, putting that mclaren (with its fucked up brakes) across the line. he has matured and has shown that he is championship material. anyone who wants to refute that can take me up on it.

then there was that brief moment when everyone started to wonder if oscar was actually who everyone thought him to be, specifically when he was having strong races but was not able to get the speed out of the car that lando was. everyone was wondering why, and i saw a fair share of negativity on that note as well. but just like lando, oscar is also absolutely capable of holding his own and is also championship material, i don't think i need to cite specifics for that.

it is NORMAL for drivers, and athletes in general, to have waves. oscar had a drought at the start of last year, with lando picking up podiums in australia, china, miami, and imola before oscar got his first in monaco. i didn't hear anyone say anything bad about oscar then. and before you tell me that lando's been in the sport much longer, he also didn't have the car to be scoring regular podiums, and even in the midfield outqualified his teammate every single year. not once did he lose that h2h record.

what i'm trying to say with this is that i'm really sick of the oscar fans who try to frame lando in a negative light, and the lando fans who try to frame oscar in a negative light. we have (so far) a championship battle on our hands, both of them have proven in every race this year why they deserve to be driving for a top team, and i'm tired of the people who need to put other drivers down just to make their favorite look a little better.

it's fucked up, a lot of what they say is just flat out wrong, it's inconsiderate, and i'm over it.

the f1 fanbase (and the mclaren fanbase) needs to get its shit together. that's it.

[0-95]

I don't understand the fight between hayffie shippers and anti-hayffies.

First of all, I don't speak English, so I use a translator to post. I hope you realize that if something is weird, it's the translator's fault, not mine. But if there's a really weird sentence (like a complete contradiction of what I'm trying to say), I'd appreciate it if you let me know.

As a hayffie shipper who has lived and breathed their fanfics for the past few years, I feel sad that Haymitch didn't get over Lenore in the epilogue of SOTR. I'll be honest. But that's no reason for us not to honor her. No matter what we do, she will always be Haymitch's true love, and that doesn't change. We have to accept that. We can't deny her.

We can support hayffie without denying it, and let's be honest, that makes it all the more delicious. How sweet it is that Haymitch loses Lenore and thinks he'll never love again, but ends up opening up to Effie.

According to our hayffie headcanon built up over the past decade, Haymitch's love for his girl leads him to deny his feelings for Effie, push her away, and hurt her again. It's only after the rebellion begins and he loses her that he regrets it and realizes his love for her. We've been Haymitch's love for Lenore as the essential precondition. So his love for Lenore in SOTR doesn't destroy hayffie, it just solidifies the headcanon we've created.

(For the record, I'm not suggesting that we use his love for Lenore as a tool for hayffie, I'm just saying that we should honor his and Lenore's past relationship instead of denying it and vilifying it.)

And it's not fair to criticize Suzanne for not putting scenes in the epilogue that allude to the hayffie. They were never official canon, and even if the hayffie is THG's 3rd most popular ship (according to ao3), she's not obligated to live up to that expectation and make them official canon. I don't think a writer who changes things because of reader opinion is a good writer, and Suzanne is just a good writer. (I'm talking about going beyond fanservice and making changes to the plot itself.) We shouldn't be upset that there wasn't an epilogue, we should be imagining the infinite stories that could be told after that. Fifteen years is a long time. (In my country, we have a saying: "Ten years is enough time for a river and mountain to change", which is enough time for Haymitch and Effie to change.)

Secondly, I don't understand the anti-hayffie people either. They say it's impossible to be hayffie. Why? There's no reason why it can't be. Just like in SOTR, Haymitch said Louella would be the only sweetheart, but in THG, he calls Katniss his sweetheart. It's not going to change that Lenore is his true love, but that doesn't mean he can't find a new one. I'm not saying Effie pushes her away and becomes his true love, I'm saying he can bury her deep in his heart and move on with his life.

A man stays single for the rest of his life in memory of a lover he lost when he was 16. Yes, it's very touching and romantic. But Haymitch has suffered too much for that, and I can't get it out of my head that his end is just cirrhosis of the liver from alcoholism, and even death won't be comfortable. Is it wrong for him to want to forgive himself for his guilt over Lenore and his family, to finally find peace in his heart, and to heal slowly? And I don't think it's wrong for him to want Effie by his side as he slowly moves forward. After all, she's been watching his rise and fall for 25 years.

He could sometimes lie in his bedroom and get bitter thinking about Lenore and his family, and then go to his new family (TEAM 12) waiting for him in the living room. On days when he misses them terribly, he can cry a little bit, and then be comforted by Effie or Katniss or Peeta, who enter his room discreetly. As a hayffie Shipper and a reader who loves Haymitch, I want him to be happy. I want him to be able to laugh at the simplest things, to laugh out loud sometimes, and then time I want him to have Effie by his side. He deserves that.

And then someone talks about Effie's age and makes it sound like hayffie shippers are idiots for supporting a relationship between a minor and an adult, which is absolutely ridiculous, and if you've read any hayffie fanfic at all, you know how ridiculous it is. In most fanfics, Haymitch and Effie don't meet until after the 60th Hunger Games, and they don't start using each other to get over the loss of their tributes until two to four years after they meet, by which time Haymitch is about 30 years old and it doesn't matter. Yes, I was surprised that Effie was older than Haymitch, but what difference does it make? At most, there's a six-year age difference, and that just makes it more interesting.

And then someone else says that Suzanne hates Haymitch and Effie's relationship, or that she doesn't care about Effie.... This is honestly not even worth discussing. To say this after watching their interactions in SOTR is... It's as ridiculous as denying Lenore and Haymitch's relationship, pass.

I'm rambling, but I'll summarize,

Please don't deny Haymitch and Lenore's relationship. You have to respect Lenore Dove. I know that the majority of hayffie shippers respect her and don't deny their relationship, but it's upsetting that all hayffie shippers are being made out to be a bunch of jerks who don't respect her because of a few people's videos (ex TikTok). We need to accept that she's the love of his life and that doesn't change.

And please don't make us hayffie shippers out to be stupid, who only care their ship, instead of grasp the essence of what Suzanne was trying to say in her book. We're just people who love Haymitch and want him to be happy. Is it so wrong to wish TEAM 12 peace and happiness?

+) Incidentally, Remember there is no any mention of Haymitch's girl when hayffie first set sail (THG), and the only mention of her afterward was in a single sentence.(CF) We didn't realize the extent of Haymitch's love for Lenore.

I know it's presumptuous of me to write this, but as someone who has been immersed in the headcanon and fanfic created by hayffie shippers over the years, and who has found great happiness in it, I can't help but feel really upset that hayffie is being denigrated now. I'm sure this discussion will be reignited when the new movie comes out in 2026 (probably on a bigger scale than it is now), and hopefully by then we'll all be respectful and considerate of each other's opinions.

I don't want to force anti-hayffie people to accept hayffie, and I don't want to tell hayffie shippers that Effie is second best. I just want us to understand each other's positions and stop judging. Younger Haymitch for Lenore, older Haymitch for Effie. Haydove and Hayffie can coexist.

I really hope that our ship, which has been cruising for the past 10 years, will continue to cruise for many more. I want to love them for as long as I can. A big, big thank you to all the hayffie shippers and fanfic writers. You guys made my day, my month, my year.

Finally, sending love to all The Hunger Game fans out there who may disagree with me, but want the same thing for TEAM12: happiness.

And to Suzanne, the biggest thanks and love of all to you.

[bethanysnow]

How I think Stray Kids would date a Plus Size Girlfriend!~ Makenae line!

Hyung Line

-Han

This man is going to deny his feelings so hard???? Like my god- he is gonna flirt with you, hold your hand, be an absolute adorable pain in your ass. Let you in, and if asked about it? Nahh, we are just friends. And its gonna crush you. But he knows as soon as it left his face he shouldn't have said it. He is just protecting his heart and he is scared.

He is so internal about his deep feelings that most people wouldn't be able to tell if he was upset, but if you see that his eyes are gonna light up like fireworks. We see how aware he is around Leeknow, how in the SKZ show he did with Minho he was able to tell like 'wait 10 seconds and if he sighs or huffs he didn't really wanna do it' THIS MAN IS SO DETAILED?! Like we know he is an angst boy, and loves writing heartbreaking songs, I don't think that he would change that about himself, but he would write about your troubles. How he is so desperate to see yourself the way he sees you. Which I think if he was to date a plus-size girlfriend it would unironically be a like Noona thing? We all joke and tease that this man is subby and needs a minho or a dominate woman, but I think he just likes to not have to be 'the pants' as it were. I don't get a super typical masc vibe so having someone who is on the other side of the spectrum is helpful. He isn't a dominant person, he doesn't like the attention a lot of the time. He reminds me of like very calm and collected kinda he will be your peace. He will remind you to drink water, and hold you when you're sad, but also wants to be held.

He will fall in love with you internally and grow to love your body. Which is a pain, but its true I think. First thing out of his boys mouth is how cute you are, and prepare to have your cheeks squished. Lots of demanding kisses, lots of hand holding. If you can carry him? OOO YOU'VE GOT HIM IN THE PALM OF YOUR HAND! He loves to be baby, but don't let that fool you that he is any less man than changbin or Channie or anyone else

-Felix

I think out of everyone (this may be controversial) this man is the one that is going to have the most internal problems with the idea. Where for hyunjin its a lot around his perception, but for felix its all internal. I say this because like Chan, he lived in Australia, and moved to Korea. He is going to have a lot of complexes regarding his looks. He went and starved himself for 5 ish days because he felt he needed to for a fashion show. (which isn't true) He did martial arts and as someone who dated a person who also did martial arts with a similar amount of awards, there is so much conversation around what your body can do? In that culture? Pushing past those limits, finding your inner strength. This is great in theory, but not so in practice if done poorly because it forces you to think far more critically and not constructively about yourself. He has on record talked about how not great he thinks he looks and it breaks my heart and I very much think that it would affect a relationship. Not that I think he is worried about public reception, but he might buy into a lot of the bad science that's out there around plus-size bodies. I also think him and Chan would make jokes that aren't that.... well-received?

But if he gets through all of that, you have an absolute dork on your hands. He is so ready to skip chapters and be 4 years married going to your daughter's dance recital. He will dote on you and lay on you, and just hold your face in his hands and squish your cheeks to make duck lips. He is I think like Han in that softer masculinity, not that it's any less masculine. He's just not gonna be very dude-bro about it. If you want to take the lead he's all for it. If you want him to be the lead he'll happily step up. I think like some other members of SKZ he wants to provide for you, he wants to make sure you are happy and taken care of and feel loved. If you have a love language or a attachment style he will research it, or if you have an interest he will look into it to try and talk to you about it. Being plus size I think it wouldn't affect him much and if you needed to sit he'd sit with you.

He knows shame, and so if you were stuck in a situation where you felt shame like going to dinner with friends or being invited to do a day outing and getting winded? He would defend you or try his best to make it suck less. He is such a quiet reliance that he will be your security when the world falls apart.

-Seungmin

This motherfucker doesn't give a single flying fuck about how you look. Or how you think you look or if you think you look bad. It will always go like this

"Whats wrong?"

"...It's nothing"

Punches you in tiny "what's wrong?"

"I just don't feel pretty okay? Or like I deserve you or just gahh!"

"..Well that's dumb. Of course you deserve me. We love each other."

and he will walk away, run back ruffle your hair or give you a kiss and walk away again. THATS IT! I think if it was really serious he would listen and try to help, but he knows hes not gonna change how you feel about yourself in some grand gesture. We know he teases a lot of people, but if you made him aware that 'hey lets not' I think he'd be considerate about it. He'd then tease you about something else, but he knows not to super cross lines set up. If someone around yall makes a 'joke' or tries to make fun of you I believe he'd either try and spin it in a way where its not bad, or he'd play threaten violence but you know its not as...play as people believe it to be. He is I think also in the line of softer masculinity, but is more leaning towards the hyung line of masculine than someone like Felix. (everyone has their moments of course)

He is one of those people that I see wanting an equal partnership, someone he can have banter with (not just be rude and see if you put up with it) but like actual witty banter. He is simultaneously baby but also is happy to hold you close. He doesn't care about looking stupid in public so don't let you think for a moment he wouldn't hold your hand in public. He would bring you up in any conversation, just so proud of you and your accomplishments. He is rather shy of a person, until you get to know him then he is a twerp so if you can bounce with that energy you've got a good relationship in spades.

-I.N

This man is such a dweeb! In a good way! But his clumsy ass would actually be falling head over heels! I dont think hes gotten a lot of outside experience in the dating scene due to school and then just instant idol life? So someone with similar youthful energy that matches his would do really well. I think he'd need someone his age too, unlike Han who would be interested in a noona. Noona stuff for him I feel is more kidding than real relationship material.

This is where I have to apologize to Jeongin stans, I do not have a single romantic or interested bone in my body for IN other than 'he is baby, let me feed him food'. I wanna take care of him like a big sister, not a girlfriend. Though because of this I will link some fics to hopefully make it better. (I haven't read these so be warned)

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[nolita-fairytale]

pov: you're a record shop owner!reader dating carmen berzatto

a/n: i have full intentions on writing this as a oneshot but couldn't get it out in time for valentine's day so i wanted to have fun with a lil headcanon that would require less of my mental bandwidth. anyway, happy v-day carmy cuties!!

dating carmy as a record shop owner would be like:

in my head you meet at The Bear after a bad date. sydney, who you meet in the restroom takes pity on you and lets you sneak out of the back. you catch carmy on a smoke break and ask if you can bum a cigarette off of him. the two of you get to talking and you let him know you own a record store just a few blocks away. "you should stop by sometime."

of course, he doesn't. so a few weeks go by and just when you think there's no way he'll come by, a taller man, followed by sydney, is practically pushing him through the door under the guise of looking for the latest taylor swift record on vinyl.

you shoot the man a look (like there's no way in hell that a place like this carries taylor swift on vinyl but okay) and even though you don't have it, you offer to order it for him. the man, who you learn is called richie, goes to check out the rest of your shop, giving you, carmy, and sydney some time to talk.

you thank sydney again for helping you out. she does most of the talking but ends up inviting you to a movie thing in the park they're going to. you think, at least you'll make some new friends out of this, as you agree to go.

by the end of the hang, carmy finally musters up the courage to talk to you one on one, prompting you to make the first move by asking him out. and you know what they say. the rest is history.

okay so i'm thinking about the beautifuly agony of trying to make the perfect playlist for carmy when you decide that it's time and that you really, really like him. you spend a few days going back and forth over the perfect opener, closer, and what story you're trying to tell with the playlist. it can't be TOO 'i'm absolutely head over heels for you' but you want him to know that you're pretty damn infatuated.

you're pretty involved in the local live music community, so you're almost always going to a show. when carmy finally joins you for one, he's definitely hella anxious about it -- even though it's a smaller venue. but he wants to try for you!

making better memories at the bear beside your lackluster date. the first time you go back, you sit at the bar and get the colorful cast of characters that makes up the restaurant. the second time you go back, you bring your girlfriends for a girls' night and everyone is incredibly impressed by the food, the hospitality, and of course, you're very very cute exec chef boyfriend.

after your girls' night, you head over to your favorite bar, and carmy and syd meet you over there for drinks after their shift. you love the way your lives and worlds have begun to intertwine.

i'm thinking about these japanese-inspired hi-fi vinyl bars that keep popping up around the states and how if you decided to open one, carmy would be able to advise you on opening an entire bar?? OR as the bear expands its hospitality group, you outfit the bar with its vinyl collection.

the first time carmy cooks for you, you have the entire night's soundtrack picked out. you've spent all week thinking about which vinyls should underscore the night and it's filled with good food, great music, and even better sex.

i may add to this later today but wanted to get some of these thoughts out on metaphorical paper!!

[jadeyarts]

Any chance we could hear about Elixa and Nimbus Thimbleplight?

yessss!!!! would love to talk about my ideas for the thimbleplights!

elixa is a friend of wanda's that she's known since high school, and the two still try to keep in touch despite their busy lives. she's emotional, passionate, and dramatic. she's a composite character of wanda's nameless friend from dog's day afternoon and the female godparent from her recording of a godkid getting too old for godparents in channel chasers, since they're both purple-wearing curly haired redheads with thick figures and curly blonde haired godkids :P

and nimbus is her husband - imagined as a scatter-brained academic type who is fascinated with human history and the impact fairies have had on human cultures over the centuries. he's a smart and doting father figure who tries to do right by his kids, but has poor internal filter. so he'll say or ask whatever comes to mind and lets his own curiosity get the best of him, sometimes he'll ask so many questions that it can feel like it's an anthropological study.

we don't really get a lot of insight to the dynamic they had with their godchild as she got into the punk scene, but the smiles and clear light in their eyes before they leave tells me that they loved her dearly even in the end, and never persuaded her away from dark aesthetics. so i like to think that they're unbothered by and even fully accepting of the dark, gothic and punk aesthetics that foop likes.

so i've been... "writing" (not writing as in fanfiction, though i've thought about it, writing as in little scraps of story ideas and drawings) them as open-minded and unconditionally loving parents who see this anti-fairy toddler with unmet needs and actively deciding to be there for him. the fact that he's an anti-fairy doesn't matter much to them - so what? a child is a child, and it's their job to care for children who need them! they don't make assumptions about foop's bio parents, but it's clear that they just weren't fit parents. at first they're just fostering him, and are under the assumption that he'd want to leave as soon as he's able. but when foop grows attached to them and starts to see them as his parents, they do actively pursue a formal adoption.