#for this scenario the best I can come up with is that we were shown that Clive’s villainy came from a legitimate source

[quibbs126]

Another question similar to one I’ve already said, but why is it that more people tend to forgive Clive (or at least accept that he’s going to change his ways and isn’t pure evil) but not Bronev?

[sweetbans29]

Private - PB

Pairing: Paige Bueckers x Reader

Summary: HC of you and Paige keep to yourselves, or at least try to (based on THIS request)

Warnings: Fluff, minorly suggestive at the end

Word Count: 2.1k

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AN: This is my first time trying out HCs but I felt like it would work with this. Let me know what you think!

You and Paige met when you both went to UConn. She was the star of the basketball team and you were just starting in their med program, studying sports medicine. During your freshman year, you got placed with the women's basketball team for your first year internship and it was the best thing that could have happened.

You connected immediately with the team and they treated you like one of their own. It wasn't hard as you saw most of the girls every practice as they came in to get taped. You also traveled with the team as much as you could and would be insanely bummed when you couldn't make it to an away game with them - which wasn't frequent.

There was one time during the season when you couldn't make it to the Huskies game and the team made sure you knew how much you were missed.

"You guys are going to do great," you say as Paige Facetimed you before the game. "You don't need me there every time." "You know that isn't true, we need you here every game - you are the only one who knows exactly what we need," Paige says as if it were fact. You hear someone in the background yell, 'Exactly what Paige needs'. You laugh and look at the girl on the screen move to push someone out of frame. When she comes back into the frame you just smile. "P, I have shown you like 5 times how you like to be taped, just make sure it is secure and you will be fine." You say taking a bite of your bagel. "Plus, you know I am going to watch the game and cheering you all on." "But what if I get a cramp and need someone to roll it out? Or if my tape comes undone and I need it to be taped in like 5 seconds?" Paige is trying to make up any situation to get you to be there - not that it was possible at this point. The team was in Indiana and you were in Connecticut. "Paige, neither of those scenarios has ever happened." You say shaking your head with a smile. "You will be fine without me, I promise." "I just want you here," Paige says in almost a whisper. "I'll see you in no time," you say and hear Geno call for the team. You quickly say your goodbyes as you tell her to go dominate. Paige hangs up smiling. You never wished her good luck and when she finally asked about it you told her it was because she didn't need luck because she was unstoppable.

To everyone's surprise, you were the one to ask Paige out. It sort of caught Paige off-guard since she was typically the one to initiate any sort of relationship (or situationship). It wasn't anything grand or special, at least that's what you thought. It was after practice one day and completely out of the blue.

Paige was sitting in the recovery room when you walked in. "How you feeling P?" You ask as you put down all your stuff and make your way to the girl. "A little tight but I've been worse," she says watching you come up to her. "How are your knees doing?" You ask coming over and putting your hands on her, moving them side to side. "They are doing good," Paige says as she lets you bend her legs any which way you want. You have her lay down as you begin to stretch out the girl in front of you. "Thursday night," you say. "You busy?" You ask knowing that the team has an early practice leaving the team free that evening, from practice at least. "No, I don't think I have anything," Paige says. "Should probably work on this project but don't know." "You can do the project over the weekend, we are going out Thursday night." You say nonchalantly. "Going out? Like the teams going out?" Paige asks. "No. Just you and me babe, I'm taking you on a date." You say which causes Paige to shoot up. She just looks at you with wide eyes and burning cheeks. After the initial shock settles, she nods. "Not what you were expecting huh?" You ask the blonde, the confidence you spoke with was captivating her. She smiles at you and laughs, laying back down. She was speechless.

The two of you started dating and it had been better than either of you expected. Paige was learning that she could have a mutual in a relationship and she honestly really enjoyed it. It wasn't always on her to plan things or carve out time for the two of you, it changed her perspective on what a relationship could be You on the other hand learned how to care for someone who rarely lets others care for her. It had been a learning experience for both of you which is why you both decided it would be best to keep the relationship within the team - not posting about it anywhere.

The two of you really enjoyed keeping the relationship within your circle. Everyone was already so involved in the media that having something that was sacred to just you two and trusted people was rare. It wasn't too hard to do since you were already with the team so much and everyone knew you as the team mom (even though you weren't a fan when they called you that).

The team respected your decision to keep your relationship private would always let you know when they were going live and would continue to make it known if Paige decided to come in. There were too many close calls when the girls were live.

Paige was 100% a physical touch girl. She always wanted some part of her body on yours (which is why the team always has to announce any time they are live and or filming). Everyone knew how physical Paige could be - it never bugged you when you saw her with her team. It was typically when other people were touchy with you, that it bugged her. She knew your job was wrapping people and involved you getting physical with players but when they started putting hands on her girl - that's when she had an issue.

"Hey babe, will you do this TikTok trend with me?" Paige asks. Usually it was one of the other girls on the team asking if you wanted to jump in on TikTok video so you didn't think much of Paige asking. "Of course," you say. "What were you thinking?" "Well, there is this cute one," your girl begins, shifting a little signaling she is nervous. "It is the one where we show our matching outfits throughout the week." It takes a second for you to process what she says. "Isn't that a couples trend?" You ask, a grin sneaking its way to the corner of your lips. "Maybeeee," Paige says. "I mean only if you want to," she says looking at you. You take a second to think about it. You have really enjoyed your time with Paige without the world knowing. It's been like 8 months at this point and you know that it won't stay like this forever. "Okay, I'm down." You say and your girl gets super excited. She comes over and jumps on your back, wrapping her arms and legs around you while kissing your neck. You just laugh at how excited she is.

You love watching Paige's process when filming any sort of video. It was clear that she had thought this one out and it didn't take much as the two of you typically matched anyway. She told you it would start on Monday and over the next few days the two of you took cute little videos of the two of you matching. The second Paige posted the first video, there were immediate comments asking if the two of you were dating. You thought it would be fun to just let it all ride out which Paige didn't contest.

It was the last video where you thought it would be fun to leave an even bigger hint and at the very end of the video, laced your fingers with Paige's and kissed her on the cheek, letting it linger a little longer than usual. When you pull away you can see the pink tint on your girlfriend's cheeks and that little smile that drives you crazy. Seeing her look as adorable as she is you lean into her in a side hug, ending the video.

The two of you go about your day only realizing how much attention her video got when one of her teammates showed you two the 2 million views it had received.

"Well, guess they don't need to announce when they're going live anymore," Paige says. You smile and lean over to kiss her. Paige isn't satisfied with the peck you initialed and pulls you immediately back into her, wrapping her arm around your waist and kissing you with a little more heat. "Okay, okay, okay," Evina says, playfully rolling her eyes. "We get it, the two of you are in love and now the world knows but that doesn't mean you need to ramp up the PDA." "Sorry," you say blushing and pulling away from your girl, who isn't ready to let you go. She spins you around and wraps her arms around your neck, letting you join the conversation with the team but not leaving her arms.

From then on the two of you loosened up when it came to the team lives. It was at least once a live that someone in the chat would call out something you and Paige were doing. The very first one felt a little weird - everyone was in the gym and the girls were just messing around in a pickup game when you walked in. Paige at the next break ran over to you, picking you up and spinning you around causing a roaring laugh to come from you. The chat goes crazy and asks to see you and Paige together which the other girls acknowledge but don't give in to the request. You just smile at your girl as she puts you down.

The little moments don't end there. The next one came when they were filming a TikTok dance that you walked in on mid-dance. You drop your stuff and walk over to Paige hugging her torso from behind, causing her to stop the dance and stand there like a little kid. Her arms come on top of yours and you just sway her back and forth while the other girls finish the dance. You know there are going to be countless comments but you don't care.

Another time is when the girls are all in Paige's apartment filming some sort of cooking video. The way the phone is positioned on the stove gives the best view of the kitchen and also the living room. You are sitting on the ottoman doing some homework and are only seen in the video when one of the girls moves to expose you in the bottom corner. It is halfway through the live that one of the girls sends Paige away for messing something up. She makes her way to you and begins running her hands through your hair, starting to massage your scalp. It is only seen for a second but the chat goes crazy as always.

"Mmmm feels so good," you say as Paige's fingers make their way through your hair. "Never stop." Paige laughs and begins massaging your scalp. "Oh my God, you are an angel." You tell your girlfriend. Your eyes are closed and you can't help but moan at how good it feels. Paige leans over and begins to whisper in your ear, "If you keep moaning like that we are going to have a real issue on our hands." You just sigh, not really listening then letting out another moan. "Babe, they are still on the live." Paige says. "If you keep making those noises, the whole world is going to see way more of you than either of us wants." Paige then kisses your neck. You nod and sigh again. "Fine, but you are giving me a full massage once everyone leaves." You say looking up at your girl. "Of course babe, anything for you," she says leaning down and kissing you on the forehead.

AN: I kind of like the whole HC setup. Let me know what you think! And as always, thank you for all of your love and support 💙

[daydreams-after-dark]

Blindfolds | Chan x Reader x mystery man (Minho)

chan x fem reader x minho.

Chan helps you fulfil your fantasy of having a "stranger" sleep with you

Word count: I think about 3k?

MDNI . Content warning below.

————- WARNINGS: unsafe sex, threesome, oral sex, vaginal sex, anal fingering, blowjob, orgasm, slight choking, cum eating, mystery sex, blindfold—————-

You walk down the dimly lit hallway towards one of the unused bedrooms in the holiday house you and your friends were staying at. You and your best friend, Chan decided the scenario will take place in a space that no one is using, to really maximize the mysteriousness of it the whole thing.

Butterflies are going crazy in your stomach, and you tug your satin robe tighter around your waist to try to settle them down. You feel rather sexy and feminine in the robe, the cream floral print against a gold background makes you feel like a queen.

You approach the designated door and knock.

“Come in.” Chan's voice calls from the inside. You swallow hard and push open the door.

You're immediately taken aback. The room is stunning. The decor is dark and moody, with the walls painted a dark grey blue, and the furniture looks as though it’s antique. Paintings of abstract naked women have been hung around the room.

There are various stained-glass lamps, emanating a seductive glow, and there is music playing low in the background. It sounds like French music. A woman’s voice seductively fills the room.

Then there’s the bed. Huge, King sized, so plush and high set. Chan is laying propped up against the dark timber headboard, he almost looks lost leaning amongst the generous number of over sized plush pillows. He’s wearing black tracksuit pants and a muscle tee. It looks out of place in such a sensually styled room.

“What do you think?” Chan gestures around the room.

“Th- this,” you stammer. “It’s amazing Chan.” You move towards the bed, stretching out your hand to touch the dark green quilt. It’s luxurious on your fingertips as you run your hand along the fabric and move closer to the head of the bed. The only thought going through your head is: Someone’s going to fuck you on this.

You perch on the side of the bed facing away from Chan, your feet barely reaching the floor. That's when you notice the black blindfold laid out neatly on the bedside table. Next to it is a bottle of coconut oil.

“How are you feeling? Are you okay?” Chan reaches out to touch your hand that’s resting beside you on the bed.

You inhale deeply and then slowly release the breath. How are you feeling?  It’s a mixture of feelings really. You're so very nervous. That you already know. But, you're also… excited. The idea of what’s about to happen is truly thrilling to you.

You can't believe your best friend Chan agreed to help you fulfil this fantasy. Of being blindfolded and fucked by a mystery person.

Chan smiles “We gotta get you ready!” He practically jumps off the bed and moves around to the side of the bed, taking your hand and helping you slide off the bed.

You've already discussed the details of how you're going to do this, covering safe words and safe gestures, what positions we are going to be in. These had been relayed to the mystery person who was going to be participating. The man coming to fuck you wouldn't be a stranger though. It was one of seven other men, that Chan knows extremely well. You've met them all too, and to be fair, you'd be thrilled to have any of them fuck you.

You stand in front of Chan facing away from him. There is tension in the air and your breath feels wobbly. He steps closer to you, and you can feel his breath on your neck and a pang in your chest. You'd really wish he'd kiss you. Chan doesn't know how much you actually want him. But he's never shown any signs of wanting you as more than a friend. He slowly reaches around, careful not to touch you too much, you wish he would, and pulls at your robe’s rope-tie.

It comes loose easily allowing your robe to fall open. Chan delicately pulls your robe off your shoulders letting it drop to the floor. You hadn’t put any underwear on, and now you're standing completely naked in front of Chan. And only Chan.

It feels extremely intimate and you're feeling self conscious. He hasn’t been this close to your naked body before. Goosebumps form on your skin. It isn’t cold in the room. Chan had thought of that too and had made the room a comfortable temperature. He’s so fucking considerate. You smile to myself.

You close your eyes and compose yourself. Fuck. You're really doing this.

Chan takes your hand again and grabs the blindfold in the other. He steadies you as you climb onto the bed where he resumes the position of laying down and propped up against a pillow and headboard. He directs you to sit between his legs facing away from him, and carefully he places the blindfold over your eyes and securing it at the back of your head. Your senses immediately heighten. This feels so erotic.

“Lean back on me.” He whispers as he guides you to lean back onto his fully clothed body. You can feel his hard, toned muscles flexing underneath you and his breathing is strained. Is he nervous? You can feel an erection beginning to dig into your back. Is this turning him on?

You imagine what this must look like, your exposed, naked body with Chan’s strong legs on either side of yours. You don’t know what to do with your hands so you rest them on your stomach. You don’t know where Chan’s arms and hands are, only that they aren’t touching you. You wish he’d wraps his arms around you. You wish he’d caress your body.

For a moment you try to imagine what it would be like if he did touch you. The sensation of him cupping your breasts, pinching a nipple, sliding his hands over your body. Then you remember why you're here, for a mystery fuck. A small moan escapes you. Did he hear you?

Chan nuzzles his face into your neck, resting his chin on your left shoulder. He's so close. “You already imagining a stranger inside you, hmm?” he whispers. You whimper. His voice turns you on beyond belief.

You don’t have chance to answer because there is a knock on the door. You suck in a breath. This is actually happening.

“Come in.” Chan calls out. You hear the door creak open and then close.

“Are you ready to begin?” whispers Chan in your ear.

“Mmm hmm, yes.” you reply.

“Good, because I think you are going to really enjoy this.”

He takes hold of your hands and places them on the bed either side of your body, using his hands to hold them down out of the way so you can’t go ahead and touch your anonymous lover. You had requested this. It makes you feel like you're being forcefully held in place, although you know you can change things if you want.

You feel the mattress dip slightly. Someone is climbing onto the bed near your feet. Who can it be? Is it Changbin? Or could it be Minho? Felix? Could it be Jisung?

A hand touches your ankle. You shudder, then very slowly and delicately it makes it way up to the side of your knee. Their touch is light and feathery. You swallow.

Then you feel a mouth, a moist, plush mouth just above your knee. You think he is about to take the kisses up your leg, but instead takes his kisses back down, making his way down to your ankle. It feels so sensual. Who do these lips belong to?

Chan releases your arms for just a moment so he can lift your legs over each of his legs, which are spread out wide on the bed. Then he goes back to gently pinning your hands to the mattress.

You sense the other man moving closer and a mouth reappears on your skin. This time it’s your inner right thigh. He drags his tongue from inside your leg near your knee all the way up your inner thigh, sending tingles through your body, but he stops before he gets anywhere near your pussy. He does this again, and then mirrors the action with your other leg.

His hands try to push your legs a little wider and Chan assists by moving his own legs wider again, forcing your legs to part just a little more. You're ready, wide open for whatever you're about to receive.

The touching stops, but you can feel him kneeling in front of you. Your chest is rising and falling rapidly in anticipation.

You're pleasantly startled when you feel a warm liquid landing on your breasts. The oil. Chan must have warmed it up somehow in preparation. You moan at the sensation of the oil dripping down around and between your breasts. You suck your breath between your teeth when you feel a pair of hands cupping your breasts, then squeezing and massaging the flesh in slow, but firm circles.

His hands slide easily over your oiled skin, and you squeal slightly when he squeezes your nipples. As the pinches and flicks become more aggressive you can’t help but arch your back and rock your hips at the sensation.

Chan shushes you. “We need to stay still and take it, remember what we agreed to?” That’s right, part of this was you needed to stay as still as possible, it was all part of being restrained. You compose yourself and stop moving. It’s so difficult but you're determined to play the part properly.

“Good girl.” Chan growls low. Good girl? You love those words.

More warm oil is applied to your stomach. There is so much that it coats your entire abdomen and runs down towards your core, and trickles down where your pussy lips meet. You feel bad for the bedding, it’s probably going to be a mess.

It feels so fucking sexy with your body being this slick and slippery. You feel like a goddess being worshipped and adored, yet at the same time you feel like a dirty whore who doesn’t care who fucks her.

You wait for the hands to return to your body, anticipating them all over your stomach and you moan and pant with the need to be touched now. You're desperate and on the verge of begging.

“Pl-please… please touch me.” you say.

“He wants you to call him ‘Sir’”, Chan whispers.

“Please touch me again… Sir.” you pant.

You let out a long, low moan as he pours the oil at the top of your pussy. It runs down through your lips and onto your asshole. You can’t help but try to wriggle with pleasure and frustration. Chan squeezes your hand, a reminder that you need to stay still. You don’t know where his hands will land next and the anticipation is pure agony.

The stranger lifts your legs up bending them so your knees are up near your chest. Chan removes one of his hands from yours to grip under your knee to help pin it against your chest, whilst the other man pins your right leg.

You feel the heel of a hand press firmly against your clit and begin to move in circular motions, much like they did with your breasts. It provides a grinding sensation that shoots pleasure deep inside of your abdomen.

“Fuck that feels so good… Sir.” you whimper as his hand swirls and presses on you for what feel like and eternity.

He then drags two fingers beginning at your clit all the way down to your asshole, dragging the oil and your slickness all the way down. Your cunt clenches as his fingers pass by the entrance, not stopping to explore. He presses a finger to your rim.

“Aaaah!!” you gasp at the sensation of the pressure.

He massages his finger against you, and you know you're going to open up easily for him. You are so aroused and so slick from yourself and the oil that it doesn’t take much for the tip of his finger to breech the entrance. You grip the sheets with your hands and pant shallow breaths as his finger slips in deeper, deeper, all the way in.

“You’re being so good for him.” Chan’s words of praise in your ear make you melt around the stranger’s finger and you're ready for more.

“Sir… please.. I need… can you put in another finger?”

He slowly removes his finger and you feel two fingers at your rim now. He pushes them in, going ever so slowly. It’s a stretch but he’s moving slowly enough that you're adjusting along the way, making the stretch feel achingly good. He must be experienced at this sort of thing. He knows exactly what to do.

You bring your left arm up and wrap it around Chan’s neck, as whispers words of encouragement in your ear.

The volume of your moans and whimpers grow so loud now that it’s drowning out the sound of the French woman’s singing. The man moves his fingers in and and out of your ass maintaining a relentlessly slow pace. The burning sensation with every drag of his fingers makes you cry out.

“Faster… harder… Sir I need… more.”

He quickly builds up the pace. Chan releases your hand to bring his hand to your neck, wrapping it around your throat and squeezing slightly but not enough to cut off air. Then he brings his thumb up to your lips. You open your mouth allowing him to slip his thumb inside. You pull at the hair on the back of his head and he pushes his thumb further into your mouth. The other man continues to fuck your ass with his fingers.

A mouth lands on your pussy. His tongue swirls around and through your lips. The tip of his tongue slides inside of you. Chan starts to fuck your mouth with his thumb, pushing it deep into your mouth roughly. You want him to ruin you.

You're practically screaming from the glorious agony, your senses are on overload.

Chan removes his thumb. “Is this okay?” he checks in with you.

“Yes… But… I want his cock now.”

“Ahhh yes, I bet you do. Let’s sort you out, yeah?”

The fingers inside your ass are removed and you feel the man shift his position.

His thighs press against the underside of yours. Then… you feel the tip of a cock. He pushes it against your opening, making you let out a pathetic whine. Your body is begging for him to push his cock in.

But he doesn't push it in. Moments pass and still nothing happens. What is happening? A sense of panic makes it’s way into your body. Has he changed his mind?

“He wants to know if we can take the blindfold off?” Chan asks.

You pause. He hasn’t changed his mind. You quickly decide what you want to do. Whoever it is wants you to be right there with him, making this moment together. Not him fucking you, but you fucking each other.

You bite your bottom lip. “Okay.” you say shakily. Your breath quickens at the thought of coming face to face with the man who has been pleasuring you so amazingly.

Chan takes over holding your right leg up and two hands come to rest on the sides of your blindfold, the tip of his cock slips into you slightly as he leans in towards you, giving you a tease of what’s to come. You can’t wait until he is all the way inside.

Your blindfold slides off but your vision is slightly blurry. You blink to adjust your eyes and the man before you becomes clear.

Minho.

He is looking at you expectantly, nervously, like you might run away at the sight of him.

You reach up and cup his face. His cheeks are flushed and lips pink and swollen. He isn’t even being the one fucked right now but he looks like he is.

“Hey.” you say with a dazed smile.

“Hey.” He replies. “Is this okay…do you want to keep…”

You wrap an arm around his waist and pull him down on top of you. His hands reach around to your ass and he lifts your hips up and pushes himself all the way inside of you.

Minho is finally free to make noises now and he makes long low moans as he rocks his hips into you. He looks down to where you're joined to watch his cock glide in and out.

You still have one arm wrapped around Chan’s neck, your other explores Minho’s body. His toned body undulates like some sort of exotic python. He’s even more skilled with his cock than with those magic fingers. He brings his mouth down onto yours mirroring his tongue with his thrusts. A skilled, diligent lover.

You melt together as his long, languid thrusts become deeper and you’re being pressed into Chan’s hard cock.

Without warning, Minho pulls out and flips you over in one fluid move so that you’re on all fours.

You look to the head of the bed and see Chan’s hard erection inside his sweat pants. You’re about to reach for it when you’re dragged down the bed by Minho. You look into Chan’s eyes longingly as you’re being pulled out of reach and he just stares back at you. You want to please him so badly.

Minho pushes his cock back inside of you making you cry out. Pleasure washes over you, mixing with the angst of yearning for Chan. He slides his thumb over your asshole and presses it inside. “Ahhh.. Yes, Minho.” You cry, squeezing your eyes tight.

He pushes it in all the way and rests his palm and fingers on your tail bone. His grip is perfect to rock you on and off his cock. You love feeling so filled up. You’re so close now.

Chan looks fucked out, like he’s on another planet. His engorged, swollen red cock is now out of his pants and in his hand, but he’s not doing anything with it. He’s just holding it absentmindedly. His eyes glazed over as he stares at you.

Minho must notice him too. “Kitten?” he pants. “Do you want to help Chan out? Make him come?”

You look at Chan eagerly. You’re practically salivating.

“Come over here Chan. It’s okay.” Minho encourages Chan over but he doesn’t move. “Before I cum.” He adds, hoping that will spur him on.

Chan, as if possessed, gets up onto his knees and crawls his way towards you. Once he is close enough he offers you the head of his cock and you take hold of it with one hand and guide him into your mouth. Chan whimpers at the touch. You lick your tongue along his shaft and over the tip before taking him deep into your mouth.

“Oh fuck!” Chan whines high pitched.

“Don’t use your hands. Make him work for it.” Minho growls.

You do as you’re told and release your grip but keeping him in your mouth.

Something in Chan snaps. He grabs the back of your head and starts plunging his cock into your mouth relentlessly. He tangles his fingers in your hair as he fucks your face without restraint. It makes you gag. It’s hard to take him and your eyes water.

You look up at him, he’s staring at you while his cock thrusts into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat, making you almost choke. Seeing Chan using you like this while Minho pounds into you from behind, is all too much.

You cry out around Chan’s cock as your legs shake and your cunt clenches around Minho. Your arms and legs buckle underneath you but Minho is there to hold you steady. He wraps an arm underneath you, keeping you in position.

Minho suddenly pulls out, painting your back in his cum with a long moan.

Chan growls and moans and pulls his cock out to massage his release into your waiting mouth and tongue. There is so much, coating your tongue and dribbling down your chin. He leans back onto his heels, shaking as he watches you swallow everything in your mouth, and then use your fingers to scoop the remaining cum on your chin and licking your fingers clean. He looks horrified and startled. Oh shit, have you done something wrong?

Chan quickly gets off the bed and pulls up his trackpants. “Fuck. I am so sorry.” He is so flustered.

“I’ll get the towels.” Minho announces and hops off the bed.

“Chan?” You whimper. He doesn’t seem to hear you. He’s is freaking out. “Chan!” You repeat, “I need you to hold me.”

Chan looks down at you, as though he is scared. What is going through his mind? Cautiously, he edges closer to the bed and sits beside you. You’re still in an all fours position waiting to have your back wiped clean, but you kneel up to let Chan wrap his arms around you. You nuzzle into his chest. Why is he so upset with you?

You feel him relax against you and he strokes your hair. “I shouldn’t have done that to you.” He whispers over and over. You don’t understand. You fucking loved that he did that to you. You’ve wanted it for so long.

“Oh Channie!” You cry. “I fucking want you, you idiot!”

Chan looks at you warily. “Really?”

You reach up and cup his cheek. “Yes.” You whisper, your eyes dropping to his lips. He closes the gap capturing you in a heated kiss. “Stay with me tonight, Chan.”

“Of course, baby girl. Of course."

Minho returned, cleaned you up and helped you and Chan hop into bed.

"I'm glad you two have finally got your act together." he said laughing as he said goodnight and left you and Chan to snuggle together.

@channieandhisgoonsquad @noellllslut @itshannjisung @kangnina @weareapackofstrays

[gotham-daydreams]

Honestly (I know it’s typical yandere behavior) but instead of kidnapping, what if the batfam tries manipulating y/n into coming back to the manor? A lot of people forget that Bruce can be manipulative when he wants to be. Like each of them show up at Y/n’s usual hangouts, like they try to apologize but Y/n walks away and/or tells them off, “One apology isn’t going to erase the fact that you all neglected me!”

But each of them just pops in random places that Y/n happens to be to try to wear them down.

I'd say that jumping straight to some sort of kidnapping has become more common and typical of yanderes, honestly, which is part of the reason I'm putting it off- and also because of what you pointed out!

Some of the Batfam can be really manipulative and smart with their moves, and even more careful about what they say and how they say it to swing things in their favor. Bruce is also a very good example of this, as you've said! Though I'd also go as far as to say that Alfred can be as well but in a different way when compared to Bruce- and I feel like I've kind of shown that already.

Alfred from what I've shown does take a more hands off approach for the most part. Giving just enough of a nudge to get someone started (like Bruce), and or also conveniently place certain things that may or may not spark something, like what he does with Bruce, Jason, and Cass. Though he does also give a little more of a nudge at times as well, like what he does with Dick amd handing him the rest of the flyers for events that the reader wanted the Batfam to go too. And, well, we all see how that turned out.

As for Bruce, he'll simply insert himself into the reader's life as you've stated, and what can further his own manipulation is the family itself. Not to mention he has money, and even if it doesn't work on the reader, who's to say Bruce can't attach and pull a few strings on the people around them? I won't say much, but Bruce is definitely the type to where he controls the situation and environment itself, while Alfred does careful placements instead. Which both can be effective if they know their target well, and even if in this situation one does know the reader and their life better than the other, nothing says that little detail can't change.

What helps with how Bruce tends to be manipulative is that the reader has performances. Rather if their public of private, it doesn't matter because, again, Bruce has money. Lots of it. He could get in without even having to breathe.

Even if apologies don't cut it, there are always other ways to control certain things, and I keep pointing out how much money Bruce has- and honestly just a good portion of the Batfam because that could easily spell the end of it.

They could buy out the reader's apartment building. If they don't want to ruin the reader's career, they very well could easily ruin the lives of the people who dare to associate with them. They could cancel every performance or sell out each and every one just so that they could be the only ones that get to watch the reader perform.

Even without all of that! They could attend each and every performance or event that they know for a fact that the reader is going to, and basically force them into an interaction right then and there. They could even weaponize both their own popularity AND the reader's just to trap them, to overwhelm them, to keep them put so they can actually have a conversation- to keep them close.

There is lots that they could do, and even if the reader were to even gets ideas? What are they doing to do? What can they do? Run away? Leave before they're stripped of anything else or shown how vulnerable they really are without their family? Before they're further deluded into believing that one only people who'll ever see them, that'll ever hear them are the very people who start to show them how invisible they really were in the first place?

Best case scenario is that they manage to get away, but is that even possible? Who knows. Especially with someone as smart as Bruce Wayne on your ass.

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Even if an arguably 'calmer' route is taken, with the Bruce and the rest of the Batfam trying to lure in the reader willing but without driving to the point or near insanity or collapse. I still feel like in a way they'd feel... infectious?

Like, as you mentioned- they'd appear around where the reader is a LOT, and I'd imagine it could get to a point where it feels like every waking moment, at least one of them is around. They'd make small talk, not being too pushy and if anything being careful, as if almost trying to be considerate of the reader's feelings- and that's what makes it so frustrating.

They're almost being reasonable- at least Bruce is with his endless amounts of patience, almost holding up a calm and collected attitude. The reader knows where he gets it from, seeing as it heavily reminds them of Alfred, but even if they appreciated it from Alfred in the past, with Bruce maybe they just can't help but hate it a little. It makes it so hard to hate Bruce when he's being cooperative and listening to the reader's wishes, giving them space and time when they ask for it (even if it's by telling him off), and listening to their woes.

He's actually being present now, and it's dreadful.

Ah! But excuse my ramblings! I love talking about these kinds of things if you couldn't tell, and I'd rather stop now before I spoil any potential ideas I might use in the future!

Regardless, no matter the approach taken, they are very determined to bring the reader home! Though I feel as if why a particular detail I'm going to include in a semi-later part doesn't last as long as it does is because the Batfam feels the need to fix things right now. They don't want to wait- already feeling as if they've wasted enough time without the reader, and we'll see if that gets across or not when that comes around :]

[cokou]

Hello can you please give me deflamingo headcanon the scenario would be that y/n came to dressrosa for a new start. She opened her cafe+flower shop and is a regular human living her life. Doffy comes there with his crew and got attracted by her and begins to terrorise her. She doesn't know Doffy is the king of Dressrosa

Thank youuu in advance 🥰

Note ✉* ~ || Definitely! Tysm for requesting this anon! I'm more than happy to give this to you, +headcannons and storyline on the fic! <33 || Do not translate, transfer, or reform, this is my only account (exp. Ao3), will not be cross posted anywhere. || 𖤐٭┆Masterlist

Summary* ~ You were ready for a new, fresh start in Dressrosa, only to be taunted by a certain man. Warning* ~ Stalking* Yanderism* || Genre* ~ SFW-ish

ᴴᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ, ᵈᵉᵃʳ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ?

Author's note ✉* ~ Hello reader, see the end of the storyline for Doffy's headcannons! Love ya💗

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You sat on a bench just outside of your newly constructed shop, your first very own shop. You couldn't hold back smiles as you imagine how you would run it, so much ideas struck your mind and you started arranging furnitures one by one inside your little cafe and your flower shop.

Arriving at Dressrosa was exciting, you had picked it specifically to start a new. Then just a few months in, you decided to open your first shop, a cafe and a flower shop. It had always been your dream to have your own shop, and now, you had perfectly fulfilled your dream. With it being colored as your most adored gradient, the designs being carefully and delicately made by your own preference.

Everything was going smooth, opening the shop just after 7 days of preparation, everything was perfect and beautiful. This was definitely going to be such a wonderful start.

The first day, costumers had filled your shop, ranging from 12-30 person the whole day. Everyone had complimented your interiors, your menu's, everything was smooth and on going. The first day wasn't all so bad, the costumers were all kind and even promoted your business to their families. You had earned approximately 12,457 Berries on your first day.

The second day, your business was BLOOMING, ranging from 31-79 person the whole day. Just like the first day, they had complimented the menu, saying that everything was perfect and even gave perfectly rated stars on your ratings, even seeing a cute couple buy from your flower stand. The second day was the best for you, although, some customers were a bit hard to contain, over all, everything was good. You had earned approximately 21,735 Berries on your second day.

The third day, fewer customers had shown up, but still a lot for new starters like you, ranging from 9-28 persons the whole day. It was definitely a different path from day one and two, but everything seemed all fine and all. The third day was an average day at least, the customers who came from day one still served as your early bird customers, being the first one's to arrive shortly after you open up the shop. The flower shop had been sold half of it's contents, good job! You earned approximately 11,622 Berries on the third day.

The fourth day was a lot different, a big pirate crew had shown up in your shop, causing everyone to leave unfinished with their businesses.

"Oi, Woman. Give us the menu." A guy, almost as tall as your shop ordered. He had a pink feather-like coat, his tone was menacing and almost disrespectfully demanding. You hated him already, but he's your customer, so you quickly obeyed and gave them the menu book.

Not even a few minutes in by looking at your menu, they ordered your best selling coffee. You left their table to approach the register, tapping and calculating their total.

"Oi, Woman."

"Sir, i do prefer getting called by my name, (Name)." You spat.

"Hm, no. Come here, we won't bite." He was slowly getting into your nerves, some crewmates of his was already bickering about you, laughing and whispering.

"I'd like to know what you put in this coffee."

"I'm sorry, I won't tell you about that, this is my business, and it serves a part of it."

"Name your price, princess. I don't take no for an answer."

His prideful demeanor was causing you deep in rage inside your mind, casually trying your best to keep it to yourself. You know how badly you wanted to punch this man.

"Sir the ingredients are surely not for sale! So please, if that's all you want, you are free to leave!" The tall man stands up, ordering the crew to do as well. The man slammed the money in the table and began to leave your shop, making you sigh in relief.

"We won't be done so soonly, Princess. I expect you to give in soon. ~"

The door closed loudly and you backhandedly mocked their intentions as you close the shop to take a moment to load all the things that had happen during this day. The Flowers hadn't had a sale, only 23 people came in, what a disaster. You had earned approximately 4,615 Berries on the fourth day.

However, the fifth day was even. worser. The man with a pink feather-like coat came back, with lesser people this time. He didn't let any other person enter your little shop, cauding you to have very little sales. They stayed inside your cafe for the WHOLE day, asking you all types of personal questions uncomfortably.

The man had introduced himself as 'Doflamingo', not even giving a single care in you. All you wished was for them to get the fuck out of your shop, to continue your business like any other person would. But unfortunately, they wouldn't let that happen, they began giving you so much problems just by being around that you were tempted to call security.

After around 4PM, they finally left, you were exhausted and frustrated for earning almost norhing with their asses being on your business. You walk over their table to collect the bill.

. . .

They left 50,000 berries on the table. You had earned exactly 50,000 berries on your fifth day... how strange.

The next following days were hell, your customers had ran away from your business ass the man kept visiting. The flowers were fastly withering, the menu wasn't selling much. But hell, you were earning lots. Even a single 350 berries coffee was payed in large sums of tens of thousands, you weren't complaining.

It was definitely your lucky and unluckiest week ever.

Weeks passed by, the man hadnt been visiting your shop anymore, your customers were slowly coming back, and your flowers weren't withering anymore!

Things were starting to get back onto the normal side, however, you never fail to notice that the shop would get late, late, late night visits outside. Feeling as if there was a presence of someone watching you restock for tomorrow's morning. It left you goosebumps all over your skin as well as shivers on your spine. It was unsettling.

A windy storm was getting closer as the clock reached midnight, the walk towards your home was cold, windy, and you felt that wrongly presence behind you, yet seeing no one as you turn around to peek.

It wasn't to your shock as a newspaper landed on your face after a strong wind blew.

'KING OF DRESSROSA, "DOFLAMINGO" ANNOUNCED A NEW PUBLIC RULE TO ALL CITIZENS! '

"Doflamingo? I swore i heard that name somewhere." Your jaw dropped as a picture of the 'king' was attached on an opinion giving. Holding your mouth to a shock, all this time. All this time, the person who terrorized you in your cafe was, the king of Dressrosa, Donquixote Doflamingo.

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Author's note ✉* ~ Hello reader, you have successfully reached the end of the storyline! What goes under would be headcannons.

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• Doffy would regularly send calmly threatening letters on your mailbox at exactly 3am, nonetheless, the letters were personally detailed identifications of you.

• Your cash register was FILLED with money right after you open it first thing in the morning.

• Your regular customer was found dead near a lake that happens to be connected nearby your shop, so that being interrogated by random security and being on a look out.

• You forever felt that unknowingly presence behind your back once you look away.

• Doffy still comes back by himself to order atleast once on your shop, he gives you less headaches from now on and has ordered everything from your menu. (He payed people to bomb vote your shop to 5 stars)

• No matter how cheap his order is, he pays you exactly 50k berries per order he makes, which makes you around 500k berries a month. Yes, you're able to expand your business and all.

• It won't be a surprise to see regular gifts inside your mail or infront of your porch, these items were the ones you usually eye when going to a store.

• It was all strange how almost all the persons you talk to had gone missing right after they walk home, it didn't bother you until 14 of them had gone missing. Maybe you dont need to understand.

©Cokou 2024, all works belong to me!

[starbylers]

Will Byers main character of season 5 “emotional arc tying up the show”, mysterious connection to the main villain AND the supernatural lore, “it started with Will and it’ll end with Will”, outstanding questions surrounding his disappearance which kicked off the entire show coming full circle, written for seasons as slowly falling in love with his best friend and that point being driven home extremely hard the season before His season….that Will Byers….is NOT ending up with some random side character lol. If you think that’s the most likely outcome I’m sorry but you haven’t been paying attention.

Like truly how do people envision that scenario? Will spends the season going through presumably life changing events grappling with his identity and fighting these deadly supernatural forces alongside the people he’s most closely bonded with in the entire world including his best friend who he is literally in love with and who’s relationship with him is obviously going to be important, full on saving the world in conjunction with his personal coming of age…and then when it’s over he just trots off with cute guy #373848 who has fuck all to do with any of this, or with the story of the show, who Will absolutely would not have had time to build a convincing relationship with given all of the above. A few scenes of what, someone flirting with him? Being nice, being friendly? does not an endgame make for someone who’s not only the main focus of the season but integral to the core mystery of the show. The love interest of a character like that would need to be front and centre alongside him (oh wait…..).

And in what universe could random new side guy compare to and in fact overtake - because that’s what they’d have to pull off - the depth of his relationship with the boy he currently loves, his best friend?? There’s no time or set up for that. Will is a main character. Even Robin - who I adore but she does play a much more minor role - gets a two season love interest who’s involved with the main cast, and don’t get me started on all the complex multi season straight relationships.

An endgame relationship for Will was never going to be an afterthought. The sentiments of I hope the Duffers are brave enough to go for Byler or they’ll just give Will someone else makes no sense to me because this has been planned for YEARS 😭 they were not making season 4 with their minds undecided about Mike and Will’s fate. They were not sitting in the writer’s room like oooh this is fun and messy let’s just slap in this major plot point between two main characters and figure out why tf we did it at a later date.

They made Will, the boy at the centre of everything, love Mike so intensely while actively not presenting a single other viable option (and having him grouped up with Mike yet again next season), KNOWING from the first introduction of Will’s feelings how it was going to turn out. If they planned all along for him to end up with someone else, there would be set up (à la Rovickie but honestly more than that, probably someone who could’ve taken Argyle’s place, or at the VERY least show signs of him letting Mike go). Meanwhile by s4 finale, there’s no other candidate in sight and his heart remains with Mike more devoted than ever like ?????

Will is important. His love is important. I’m so over people trying to downplay the legitimacy of his emotions toward Mike. Gay characters feelings aren’t disposable just because they inconvenience a straight ship, and the Duffers didn’t put Will in this position without an end goal in mind. You decide what makes more sense with what they’ve shown us so far. If you can see the threads (and not see certain other threads) it’s for a reason. Writing is intentional.

[umanari]

yan! sunday x reader - long walk home

summary: this isn't a one-shot, more of a scenario. reader here is sunday's spouse and is dealing with everything after what happened in the end of penacony.

c/w: sunday is stated to be controlling, manipulation, the whole yandere shebang. also using that one theory that sunday might become a stellaron hunter, but it's mostly implied here. feel free to tell me what tags are needed, because i am horrible with tags.

Sunday is missing. He had been missing ever since the Astral Express crew had beaten him.

You react to this with indifference, mostly. Of course, you put on a show in public- because you have to. Robin finds comfort in you, over some idea of shared grief- you wonder, once, where she had gotten the impression. But you wave it away. Robin cries into your shoulder, and you know better than to hurt her when she's down.

Everything remains the same. Sunday had not been the greatest love of your life- which he had always lamented. You were his love- so, in truth, you move on fairly quickly. But you don't seek anyone new- because there is no point, and the cameras watch your every move. So you settle. You stay in that suffocating mansion of his, and act like a grieving spouse. This role does not suit you, but you can just about make anything work for you nowadays.

Sunday hadn't been a terrible husband. Controlling, yes, possessive, too- but he was not particularly unkind. He loved you. As much love as the man can give, in any case. You had once come to the conclusion that he did love you, yes- but it was out of some desire of control. You had loved him once, perhaps. That love had been out of fear, though, you amend. Terrified. But you had grown used to him.

The new status quo for you is relatively simple. You attend interviews, and you lament- tearfully, of course- on what the wrongs your husband had committed. You say you miss him. It is not true, but you must make it seem that way.

This is your life. You prefer it, if for the calm silence broken up by the occasional interview or phone call.

And then Sunday appears again, and everything is thrown into disarray.

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"Why are you back," you state. It is not a question. You do not look at him with any sort of affection. In fact, you seem close to rolling your eyes.

Sunday sighs. "I am allowed to visit my partner."

"Aren't you in jail," you respond instead, "well," you pause. "Supposed to be, in any case?"

Sunday waves you off. He does this normally, and you have grown used to it. When he does not respond, you take it as a yes.

"I was," he finally states. "But I have been.. shown an different path. One free from both Ena and Xipe."

"What does that have to do with me," you counter. You inch away from him. He looks different. You finally notice the little imperfections about his outfit, and wonder briefly why he hasn't gone into a rage about it yet.

Sunday does not notice your gaze. Rather, he does notice- but he pays it no heed.

"I would like for you to come with me."

You pause. You purse your lips.

"No," you reply. "No. Wouldn't it be best for you to shed any remnants of your old identity, if you really did escape from jail or whatnot?"

"You make sense," Sunday states. "I have always liked that about you. You are logical- but kind."

He walks closer. You slink away. His halo flutters, and you realize something. He will do this regardless. He has always done what he wants, regardless. He loves you, therefore, he needs to control you.

He is finally close enough to touch you. And your barrier cracks, and you shiver and you want to cry. You hate this man, you bitterly think, you hate him. He takes and he gives and in recompense for everything, you were his little stress toy.

"Come now," he croons out, fixing a strand of your hair, "we shall leave Penacony together. While the perfect dream did not work out, we will always have each other."

In a way, it is romantic. In another universe, perhaps. But here you shiver. You recoil. He only grabs you tighter, and it is here- it is here, when you finally do cry for something.

[genericpuff]

Rachel did a live Q&A in the LO Discord server and gave some news about the Animated Series, it’s still happening! (Surprisingly) Any thoughts on that or things you’d like to see from it?

Right, like every other time she's said it's "still happening" with no evidence to actually support it. That's always been the issue and still is.

Sorry, that's not me being snarky at you, I'm more so frustrated and absolutely fucking done with all the empty promises and platitudes.

Best case scenario with what was said during the Q&A was that she said "it's still happening" (worst case was that she didn't address it at all).

Like, how is this:

"I can say that… we are currently doing work on it… and it is going well.. and that it looks really cool and that I wish everyone could see what we’ve done because it looks really really really cool, and it’s happening, but that’s all I can say at this point… I can say, making tv shows takes a really long time, it takes so long" (last night's Q&A)

Any different than this:

Any different than this:

“Um, it’s been really interesting. It’s been educational for me. So, what I—what has been done so far is beautiful. Like, if I could share it, I would. But I can’t. Because it’s very naughty.” - Girl Wonder SDCC (July 2023)

She's been saying this for the last two years since people started getting suspicious it wasn't happening in the first place, and despite all the reassurances that "it's still happening", it doesn't seem to have anything to show for itself. Cast list? Nope. Director? Nope. Writers? Nah. Just a showrunner whose bio still says "TBA" and who, despite having a whole ass 40 minute long interview with Girl Wonder, still didn't have anything to show for what's to come, just more empty promises that it's "still happening" (and a lot of banter about Stephanie's life, rather than her involvement with LO).

In fact, most of what Stephanie talks about in the podcast concerning LO is pitching it, not developing it. And this interview happened just a few months ago. Go listen to it yourself if you don't believe me.

So at this point, I see "it's still happening" as "don't panic" corporate speak for "we're still pitching it and trying to find a network for it so we can actually move onto development." Yes, animation takes a long time, even Hazbin Hotel took about three and a half years to finally release after Prime bought the rights to it in 2020. But LO, again, clearly hasn't even started the animation process yet. And while we're comparing it to Hazbin, note that HH actually had LOADS to show for itself along the way of being developed and did a much, MUCH better job at staying relevant and pulling in new people and hyping it up. Even people who never watched Hazbin before in its indie days on Youtube were hearing about it, it made an active effort to sell itself to new viewers and break out of its bubble on Youtube. Is LO doing that? No, not really. Most of the people who know about it are diehard fans who refuse to read anything that isn't shown directly to them on Webtoons, and diehard haters who are tired of the garbage that gets advertised on Webtoons. Ask anyone who doesn't use Webtoons, and best case, they'll know someone who reads LO, worst case, they won't even know what a webtoon is.

Shit, even the new upcoming Zelda movie has names attached to it, including Avi Arad, Wes Ball, and Derek Connolly. And my god, it's gonna SUCK DICK with that bad of a line-up (the guy who ruined the OG Spiderman trilogy and created Morbius, the guy who directed the Maze Runner films, and one of the leading storywriters behind Rise of Skywalker, fucking YIKES) but hey, at least it has more than one name attached to it.

But okay, if we're gonna play the comparison game, let's be fair and compare LO to some other works in its own lane. Let's Play announced last year that it would be getting an animated adaption, and it already has a studio backing it that is FAR more suited for it than JHC is to LO - OLM, the same studio whose animated for massive franchises like Pokemon, Yo-Kai, and Gudetama. JHC meanwhile has animated... motion capture kid shows like Word Party. Because that's the only kind of animation they actually specialize in when it comes to their in-house services. Sure, they also have Harriet the Spy, but that wasn't animated by them, that was animated by Titmouse Inc (heh sorry).

I'm the Grim Reaper recently had its own animated adaption announced, and who's in charge of it? Oh, only SAM FUCKING RAIMI-

And look, maybe the Let's Play and I'm the Grim Reaper adaptions won't happen either. I just think it's ironic that they both have more to show for themselves in terms of credible names attached to them than what LO has managed to scrape up after five years of promising that it's "still happening" (especially when one of those series is nowhere near as big as LO and the one that WAS as big as LO walked away from Webtoons entirely). For Webtoons' own "worldwide phenomenon", they sure have given LO the shit end of the stick by pairing it with a family-with-kids-under-10 production studio that doesn't specialize in animation and a showrunner who got her start with the Cosmopolitan (weird how LO has so many plugs with Cosmo, huh? Why is JHC producing the show again?)

At the end of the day, nothing's changed. It's still just the ole' "it's still happening" record on a loop, while the comic itself falls further out of favor with people. And it's likely gonna be going behind DailyPass soon, so just think about what that's gonna do to its relevancy after it gets sent away to the equivalent of the Webtoons graveyard.

As I've said countless times before every time this topic comes up, at best, if it is still happening, and I'm wrong about all of this, they are doing the worst job I've ever seen at hyping people up and keeping them informed. It is NOT a good thing that people have to keep asking Rachel if it's still happening.

As for worst case... you wanna know what other projects come to my mind that have fallen into the same state of development hell and decay as LO's TV show? YandereSim and Cryamore. What do you think the popular opinion is about those works and their creators now? Because if you don't know either of those names and are about to google them, let me give you a heads up warning - it's not positive.

If it happens, it happens. It will hopefully be before I get all the therapy I need to undo what LO has done to my brain so that I don't have to make repeat visits LOL But if it's after, hey, maybe the show will be good! Assuming Rachel doesn't, y'know, E.L. James the whole thing. Because frankly, the show will need to cut and rework a LOT of stuff to be any good IMO and I don't think that will be possible if Rachel gets directly involved. But I'm not even hoping for that scenario because there's literally NOTHING to give me that hope, "it's still happening" is nothing more than "don't panic" corporate speak to me at this point. It's cynical, but I just can't waste my energy caring about it anymore.

[mimikoolover]

some "controversial" thoughts on are you sure:

jungkook's ideal scenario is probably that jimin sides with him in situations but especially when he's right. jimin claimed he knew it was pink sausage but he still sided with tae and I think that is is what made jungkook snap at him. we've seen numerous times that jimin tries to get the rise out of jungkook, obviously in a joking way, which he wouldn't be doing if jungkook was snapping at him like that all the time. he also said he enjoys doing this (and being scolded by jungkook) which says it all about how bs people's 'concerns' are.

as a side note I also notice that tae in his role as the hyung 'polices' jungkook's behaviour a lot more than jimin ever does.

tbh I'm not a big fan of the times when vmin would speak about jungkook in front of his face like he isn't there about how he can beat their (well tae's) ass up or how much he's eating. I know it's all jokes between friends and stuff but at the end of the day I do not think jungkook deep down enjoys that because no one would. and jimin only does this when tae is there, so I think while the entire vminkook dynamic is quite sweet, from some reactions in the past such as jungkook's initial reaction to tae coming to Jeju and his reaction during his live on his bday when vmin turned up at this house together kinda tells me he's not always a big fan of vmin ganging up on him. no one talks about it but I find it interesting how jikook's dynamic changes when tae is there because of how jimin interacts with tae.

throughout the Jeju episodes we didn't get anything sentimental or anything about vminkook (that we were shown) which is realistic but as much as people hype vminkook up, between the three of them I didn't see anything 'special'. they're just 'normal' friends who bicker and get along fine and have a massive history to share and they will probably always love each other, be there for each other and have that bond but I do wonder if they never met in bts would the 3 of them be friends in the same way. I'm not that sure tbh. especially in terms of travelling together since jikook have their things they wanted to do (and let's be real, they don't totally enjoy the same things but they enjoy making plans that they know the other will enjoy) which tae may not have chosen to do himself. tae's 'workout' was also interesting. if I'm being cynical, just watching the episodes I got the feeling tae came along to get a free holiday and spend some time with jimin and some limited time with jungkook but he increasingly let jikook be which to be fair to tae I have to wonder was because they kept calling him guest kinda making it obvious him being there wasn't their first preference. but I did really like that no one played anything up for the fans/cameras and we truly got to see them without fanservice or having tasks like writing each other letters and whatnot.

overall I liked the Jeju episodes and I know jungkook said they were better because tae was there but I have to disagree on that if I'm completely honest (and I wonder how much he really thought that vs said it because he's a nice person who always thinks about others' feelings and it was a nice thing to say). the best parts were when only vmin or only jikook were interacting (we hardly had taekook interact alone apart from the very beginning) so tbh...maybe it will change when they are back but I can lowkey see why vminkook as a trio were not hanging out together the year before Jeju. and it wasn't totally awkward but tae's position as the guest, if they weren't in bts and had the history they have with each other (aka they were just 'normal' people with 'normal' friendships) would have been a little bit painful for everyone involved imo.

namjoon kept being brought up to jungkook fascinated me because we have 1. joon saying he loves jimin the most 2. tae asking why joon didn't come to Jeju (he had joon on his mind tbf) and jungkook essentially saying no one would be invited lol 3. jimin teasing jungkook by pretending to jokingly tell on jungkook to namjoon when jungkook said he enjoyed travelling with the maknae line. I love namjoon and jungkook's friendship a fair amount but the dynamic between them both loving jimin the most and jungkook "winning" will always be fascinating to me.

I feel like throughout the entire show there is an undercurrent of us knowing jikook have a strong bond, them knowing we know, they don't explicitly say it but they act like it's a fact that's been establish that they don't have to 'prove' because everyone should and does already know it. there is literally 0 fanservice in this show in terms of them playing up their friendship for the cameras so that fans have cute moments to watch (as idols tend to do sometimes). and they do stuff like cuddle and play around but you can tell it's what they want to do and not something they do so that fans have something cute to watch. I also liked that they said they're not gonna argue in the military and I can 100% believe that seeing how much on the same page they are on everything. I honestly wasn't expecting them to be so in sync so consistently but it was so obvious that they always know what the other is thinking. if they truly didn't get to see each other a massive amount it obviously did not affect their bond or how well they know each other/how much on the same page they are. I would guess even if they have disagreements they know how to deal with it without full blown arguments because of 1. how well they know each other 2. how important they are to each other so that they make a conscious effort to get along well.

jimin keeps bringing up to people (first we saw with joon now with tae) that he and jungkook are enlisting together which tells me how it's a big deal/something important for him and I feel like he enjoys letting people know about it and establishing their (jikook's) closeness with this even more. they may never say the reason why they enlisted as companions but they certainly act like we already know the reason as if it's obvious, which tbh, it is. the reason being is that they just wanted to be there for each other. I mean they did actually say that. for the fandom to truly take it in though I think they expect jikook to literally spell it out like they are telling 3 year olds why they shouldn't eat a crayon lol

[leviathans-watching]

oh um HI there! I was wondering if you can do a scenario where the MC/Reader wants the Obey me! brothers (separate) to pass their quiz? So in order to motivate, they were studying in the library but then Mc/Reader kiss the corner of their lips and said "If you pass this quiz, I'll kiss you properly ;)" How would they react and what would they do? I also really like how you write the characters and I hope you're doing well :DDD

using kisses as leverage

includes: the brothers x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: .8k | rated t | m.list

a/n: hihi this was so cute i hope you enjoy!! my inbox is open to chat, req, or leave feedback so come talk w me!

please reblog U,,U

➳ lucifer sighs irritably, looking up at you. “i don’t know why you’re forcing me to study,” he says. “i already know i’ll pass this quiz with ease.” “don’t be so sure of yourself,” you chide. “i know you’re confident, but pride goeth before the fall and all that.” lucifer rolls his eyes, even as he flips his book open to the necessary pages. a sudden idea strikes you and you lean over, kissing him, near the mouth but not on it. “look,” you begin, “i’ll kiss you for real if you get a hundred, how’s that?” “you’re playing a dangerous game,” lucifer warns, a glint in his eyes. “get ready to hold up your end of that bargain.”

➳ mammon groans, unable to focus. “this is so dumb,” he whines. “we both already know i’m gonna fail, so what’s the point of me tryin’ to do this?” you watch him for a moment, trying to decide on the best motivator. when in doubt, keep it simple, right? pressing a kiss to his cheek you make sure to linger, making sure he’s left wanting more. “how about this: no real kisses until you pass,” you suggest, and he slants his eyes at you. “you’re evil,” he mutters, even as he picks up his pencil and begins scribbling notes, “absolutely evil!”

➳ levi taps his pencil on the desk. “i’m so unmotivated,” he complains. “usually in games, there’s a reward for doing something you don’t want to do! in real life, however, there's not.” rolling your eyes at his theatrics, you come up with a reward for him. “how about this?” you ask, “no more kissing until you’ve shown me a hundred.” “what?” levi squawks, and you pull him closer, kissing him lightly on the cheek. “yes, i quite like that idea,” you muse. “that’s all you’ll get until then.” levi looks at you for a moment, gauging your seriousness. “fine,” he decides with vigor, “i’ll just give it all i’ve got so i can get the ultimate reward!”

➳ satan knows you have something planned so when you unveil your ultimatum coyly, breath warm on his cheek, he does his best to come off as unimpressed. “now that’s just unneeded,” he says mildly. “we both know i’m going to score perfectly on this, as i do all of my other assignments.” “you never know,” you say with an airy shrug, and he shakes his head exasperatedly, returning to his studies. though his attitude is largely uncaring, it doesn’t escape your notice that he’s just a little more focused, highlighting and annotating with increased intent.

➳ asmo has been whining about studying since you sat down and it’s really starting to get on your nerves. however, he reacts much better to a challenge than outright scolding so you know you need to come up with an effective motivator. “you’ve got this,” you say, giving him a kiss on the corner of his lips, purposefully missing. “i believe in you.” “you missed,” asmo says, intending to pull you back, but you draw away, gutting. “nuh-uh,” you say sweetly, “no more until you’ve successfully passed the test.” he pouts then, trying to appeal to you, but you’re unmoving. “fine!” he says, pointing a finger at you, “i’ll pass this so hard and then you’ll have to pay me back for all of the ones i’ll be missing in the meantime!”

➳ beel listens to the challenge seriously, genuinely, and you have to resist the urge to kiss him right then and there for being so cute. but you’ve got to be strong! one more failed quiz and he’s suspended from the basketball team for a game! “i’ll do my best,” he promises gravely, throwing himself into his studying with renewed vigor. “you better,” you tease, “after all, a lot is on the line.” “it is,” he agrees, and ugh, you really want to kiss him! this was supposed to be a punishment for beel, but why do you feel like you’re losing out?

➳ belphie can’t help but push back at you like the brat he is. “what happens if i don’t pass?” you cross your arms then, unprepared for such a question, and try to make it less obvious you don’t have an answer ready. “i guess you’ll just have to suffer forever,” you finally decide, forcing as much sincerity into your tone as possible. “i mean, i can live without kissing you but can you really say the same?” belphie growls, all too aware he’s being goaded, but you tug at his strings masterfully. “fine, i’ll study!” he announces. “but not because of you, got that? i just really want to do well on this for totally unrelated reasons!”

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[lovelywhiteroses]

HI omg I’ve never requested anything but I love your writing anyways can you do Lloyd from Ninjago and his nightmares (he’s a traumatized boy) and the reader comforting him idk just fluff

✨🌹Oh of course my Dear Anon! I got the perfect scenario for you. I’m glad you asked dear anon. Now then. I also apologize for this being very late. Let’s get going now. Shall we?🌹✨

Ninjago

Lloyd Garmadon x Reader

Worst nightmare

The night was quiet, and so was the monastery. Everything was silent except the the crickets and the soothing wind. The ninja and you were sleeping peacefully.

Lloyd however seemed to be shifting and muttering something while it was clear it was a nightmare he was having. His nightmare was nothing short of terrifying for him.

He looks around, every l thing is pitch black, he starts to wonder. The walk seeming never ending, until he comes upon a figure……

You

He then walks over to you.

“Hey, is everything alright?” He placed his hand on you’re shoulder, yet you didn’t respond. He then goes infront of you, you’re expression looked…… empty…… he waved his hand in front of you’re face to get you’re attention but it doesn’t work. He wonders what’s going on.

“Hey you holding up ok……?”

Kai speaks in a worried and saddened tone behind Lloyd. He walks past him to you. You don’t answer you only cry putting you’re hands up to you’re face. Kai giving you a side hug, as to try and comfort you. Lloyd is even more confused and doesn’t know what is going on. “Hey what’s going on? Sweet-“ as he goes to hold you’re hand he suddenly stumbles and falls……

Right through you.

He was confused. How come he was able to touch you before but not now? “Hey… I hope I’m not intruding on anything.”

Nya had arrived as Lloyd got up, you and kai look over to her. Nya seemed to have… flowers? But what for?

Suddenly a table appears making Lloyd more confused and weirded out on what’s going on. You seem to be on the verge of crying again. Nya hugs you. “Hey, it’s alright…… we’re going to miss him to. I image it’s tougher for you though… I wouldn’t know how I could go on knowing Jay is gone.”

Wait…… what…?

“Have room for more?”

Jay comes in along with Cole, Zane, P.I.X.A.L, and Master Wu. Lloyd is even more determined to know what’s going on. He walked up to them and was more eager to know. “Guys! What’s going on? What’s happening-” with that all of them walked right through him. They placed thing on the table, just like how Nya placed the flowers. “I can’t believe he’s gone……”

You finally spoke, you’re voice was more shaky and you’re eyes still teary. Nya and Kai comfort you. The others paying respects to something. But what? “Guys…… this isn’t funny…”

“I’m going to miss Lloyd…”

Lloyd’s heart stopped.

What was Kai talking about?

“I thought maybe things would’ve worked out… you know…?”

You try to say through tears. Kai comforts you. Nya sighing seeming more saddened as P.I.X.A.L put a fixed a picture that had a familiar face on it…

Lloyds Face…

“Let’s all go. I think they need space.”

Cole suggests as they leave you in the now shown room of the monetary. The voices of the others and their footsteps going quieter and quieter.

Silence hits upon the room… you’re face, now in you’re hands. Assuming you’re crying…… “sweetheart, it’s ok I’m not-”

“Idiots…”

Lloyd then looks to realize you’re…… laughing. You look up and laugh a bit, silence hits again. You then gave his portrait a wickedly sickened grin. You step closer and touch his portrait tracing your finger along his face in the portrait. An unsettling feeling comes over Lloyd.

“I really didn’t think it would be that easy to get rid of you… who would’ve know all I had to do was bat my eyes and try my best not to act like Harumi did and I’d be able to wrap you around my little finger……”

“Wha…?”

Lloyd looks at you unsure if this is the person he fell for, all they see is a wicked person right in front of them.

“So easy…… too easy…… how cute it was… unfortunately for you… it wasn’t enough to save you. Stupid… it’s so foolish. Haha!”

You wrapped you’re arms around yourself and laughed.

“Killing you myself was so easy! Slipping that poison in you’re tea was so stupidly easy! It’s hilarious! The way you let you’re guard down……”

You then look at his portrait and grin.

“I wouldn’t love a fool like you… even if the world were to end……”

Suddenly you turned to the real him……

“You… you’re not-”

He stepped back, terrified, confused, betrayed, angry…… all his emotions boiling over as he stumbled back. You took some steps closer, you placed you’re hands on his shoulders and leaned into his ear.

“Trust nobody…… dear……”

You pushed him, but the wall wasn’t there……

“Lloyd Garmadon.”

He fell as you laughed, the fear of losing someone he love so dearly… ended up betraying and deceiving him… this can’t be real can it?

WAKE UP!

WAKE UP!

PLEASE LET THIS ONLY BE A NIGHTMARE!

PLEASE!

“Lloyd! Wake up!”

With a cold sweat he woke up from his nightmare, hyperventilating, scared out of his mind of what he just saw, his dream felt real? Did it actually happen? Was it a vision? What even was that?! You carefully and gently comforted him. He had tears in his eyes…

“Hey it’s alright.”

With that you guide his face to look at yours he looked into the eyes he knew all too well, that was genuine and knew he could trust. You’re eyes. With that he hugged you, thanking the first master underneath his breath that it was all just a nightmare, and that wasn’t you. You held him close gently running you’re fingers through his already messy hair.

“You’re real right? I can trust you right?”

You kiss his forehead, before taking his hands in yours.

“Yes Lloyd. I’m real, you’re alright. Don’t worry, it was only a nightmare.”

With that Lloyd finally relaxed, he then gone ahead to hold you in his arms, he always love the warm comfort you bring to him. He then kisses you and you jokingly stick out you’re tongue.

“Ew you already have morning breath.”

Lloyd only smiles as you and his end up sleeping together in his room for the rest of the night……

Having nothing but the sweetest of dreams…

✨🌹Bonus scene!🌹✨ 🤭✨

“Hey Lloyd have you see-”

Cole quickly stops seeing how you two are sleeping in each others arms. He quickly shuts the door. “Did he have it?” Nya asks as Cole only shook his head no and sighed. “No if anything I think Jay has the wooden sword, he has been trying to one up Kai lately.” Cole smiles, knowing well that it’s better don’t to bother the two of you.

✨🌹That’s the end of our journey my dear, I do hope you enjoyed it. Again, so sorry it took so long for me to respond and write this. I hope you have a good day, afternoon, or night wherever you are. Do be sure to take care!🌹✨

[nameless-ghoul-trash]

Hi, I’m new here! I’m not sure if requests are open or if you’re currently writing for ghost, but could we have a scenario where there is a new female ghoul and they’re trying to figure out where they fit in the hierarchy. She’s bratty and challenges sodo, but he’s having none of it and it gets a bit smutty/suggestive and has her submitting. Thank you and my apologies if you don’t write anything like this!

Hello! You got the honor of being my first request! I hope this meets your expectations! I tried my best!

Sodo x F!Ghoul!Reader

2.5k words

Minors DNI

Lightly proofread

Warnings: choking, degradation, male receiving oral, spanking, cussing. (Let me know if I miss any)

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  You walk down one of the many halls of the abbey. It was time for your third practice with the rest of the band today. You were still fairly new, only having been summoned a little over a month ago. You didn't entirely have everything figured out yet. Everyone was nice enough to you. All except for one. Sodo. Brought in to be a second rhythm guitar and backup vocals, he didn't believe they needed you. Not that you were here to appease him. You first impression on each other had exactly been great either. You had pushed you luck with all of them. Getting away with most of it, much to your enjoyment.

   Coming up to the practice room, you note everyone was already there, save for Swiss and Sodo. Making your way over to your guitar case, you begin pulling everything out. Tuning and securing your guitar, you take a seat on one of the risers. You messing with your finger while waiting on the other two to show when you note a pair of feet stop in front of you, you glance up. Papa smiles down at you. "Hey, are you doing, little one?" He says to you. "I am fine, Papa. Thank you for asking." You politely respond. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Swiss saunter into the room. "Good. Are you adjusting to life in the ministry well?"  To that, you shrug, not giving a verbal response. Placing his hand on your shoulder, he gives a quick squeeze. "Well, if you are ever in need, you can come to me." He reassures, going to step away. 10 minutes pass, and you start to grow irritated. Sodo had still not shown up. Swiss and Phantom were wrestling around trying to pass the time while everyone else just lounged around.

   Not paying attention, Phantom took a step back and landed right on your tail. You immediately let out a hiss, ears flattening. The moment he lifted his foot, you wrapped your tail around yourself. Turning to look at him, you glare. "Watch what you're fucking doing!" You seethed. "Jeez, I'm sorry." He grumbled throwing his hands up in mock surrender. Sodo finally decided to make his entrance when you turn back around, a lazy grin on his face. Scoffing you stand. "Nice of you to finally show up." His grin falters slightly, eyes narrowing in on you. "If you have a problem with me, write it on a piece of paper, fold it and stick it up your ass." He spat back. You hear someone try and stiffle a snort. You roll your eyes as he moves to get ready and stand in his spot.  Papa moves to stand infront of everyone. "Okay let's start at the beginning of the set list and make our way through. Yes?" With no objections he instructs you all to start. You muddle through the first 5 song with only having a few noticeable mistakes. You were now on Cirice. You make it through the first half of the intro, but completely mess up the timing for the second half. You hadn't had much time to memorize every song yet, struggling with most of them still. Papa waved his hand to stop everyone. You immediately feel you face heat, wishing you had your helmet right about now.  "How about we start from the beginning again." Papa asks. Letting out a frustrated sigh you prepared to begin. The first half goes fine, but when you get the same spot, you can't seem to play it right. Papa stops everyone for the second time. "Let's take a breather. Pick up where we left off in about 10 minutes." A couple groans could be heard at Papa's announcement, causing your frustration and embarrassment to grow. Phantom and Papa both move towards you. Phantom showing you the tabs and Papa helping you with timing. The three of you running through it together, only for you to still not get it quite right. After your third time, you finally get it right. With some praise from Papa, everyone returns to their spots. "Okay, from the top."  

   Making it thought the rest of practice without any more major hickups, you thank Satan. Wrapping up, you walk over to where you keep your guitar. You had noticed your strings needed to be replaced during practice. Placing your guitar down, you start to pull out all the necessary equipment. Feeling someone's eyes on you, you half tun to find Sodo staring at you a few steps away from the door, waiting for the other guys. You roll your eyes, flip him off, and continue what you were originally doing. Once you finish restringing your guitar, you turn around and realize you were alone. Sighing you, look at the clock on the wall 4:28pm. Deciding to use this time to get in a little more practice without the pressure everyone being there, you get comfortable. You would have to do it all over again tomorrow.

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   In the same predicament as yesterday, everyone was waiting on Sodo. You sat quietly, strumming some cords. After about 20 minutes, Sodo finally made his presence know. He stops beside you and grabs his guitar, throwing the strap over his shoulder. "You know, for someone who's in such an important role, it seems to me like you sure don't like to be here." You mumbles loud enough for him to catch it. He pauses  looking at you. "I don't remember asking for your input." He bit back at you. You stand up, so you are toe to toe. The tension in the room was palpable. "Hey, how about we get started." Papa tried and failed to get either of your attention. The others were watching the interaction closely. "I'm just saying! Maybe that's why they brought me in. To cover for you late ass. Maybe I'll end up as your replacement. Can't preform if you don't show the fuck up. Maybe I'll end up better then you." You jab a finger in his chest, making him tense. You were pushing on a sensitive subject and you knew it. You could see his face contort in to one of anger, ears pinned back, and tail violently cutting through the air. "I'll show you exactly what you fucking are, you little bitch." The vemon in his voice threatening. You growl in a challenging manner and glare the moment the words left his mouth. Before he even made a move for you the others sprung into action. Rain getting to the two of you first, he shoved his way between, pushing the hot-headed ghoul back, baring his teeth, trying to get Sodos attention on him. Phantom going behind, he grabbed Sodos' raised arm. Sodo did not take to kindly to this, turning his angry gaze to him and ripping his arm out of his hands. "That is enough!" Papa bellowed out. Voice packed with authority. At his words, everyone froze. It startled you he had never spoken in such a way around you before. "I will not have you guys fighting. You have a job to do now fucking do it."  Slowly everyone moved to their respective places, Sodo's eyes tracking your movements. You stood your ground and held your head high, not letting him win.

   Practice went relatively smoothly. The room remained tense. Not many words spoken aside from Papa giving instructions. At the end, you were quick to put everything away and try to leave.  Meeting you at the door, Swiss offers a smile. "I'll walk back with you." Shrugging, you walk out to into the hall. "You know that took some real balls. Going toe to toe with our residential gremlin like that."  You give a snort. "Well, if he didn't waste my time, I wouldn't have done it." A lie. You probably still would find a reason to make a smart-ass remark one way or another. He chuckles a bit. "I think you should be careful, though. He can be a bit unpredictable at times."  You shake your head with a light chuckle. "Thanks for the warning, I guess. I'm sure I could handle myself, though. Plus, you guys can just save me again!" You say jokingly, giving a small smile. The rest of the way, you guys are in a comfortable silence. Getting back to the ghouls den you b-line straight for the kitchen. "Thanks for walking with me." You call back to swiss. "No problem." Grabbing a snack, you make your way to your room, locking the door. You typically avoid eating supper with the rest of the band, choosing to instead stay in your room. Normally, you wait for everyone to go where they would be staying for the night before leaving your room. 

   You decide tonight you would watch some TV in the common room once it was empty. Putting your snack of choice on your bedside table, you strip. Throwing on a tank top and a pair of sleep shorts, you burrow into your nest of blankets and open the book you've been working on to pass the time.

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   Around 11:30, you had finally curled up on the couch, eating leftovers. Flipping through different shows, you finally pick a movie. Putting the remote down, you sink back into the couch and focus on the screen. Finishing your food, you pause the movie and head to the kitchen. You try to wash your dishes as quietly as possible. Putting the now clean dishes away, you walk back to the couch. Before you can sit back down, you hear a voice come from behind you. "So it does come out of its room."  Spinning around you face the unexpected presence "What the fuck do you want? And dont call me an it, asshat." Sodo snickers at you. "You know that attitude of yours, it's going to land you in more trouble then I think you realize." He warned.

   You take him in for a second. He was in a tee-shirt and a loose-fitting pair of sweatpants. His long hair flowing over his shoulders. His eyes are zeroed in on you. Slowly, he walks around the couch to stand in front of you. "And what are you going to do about?" You challenge stepping closer so your noses are barely 4 inches apart. His eyes darken. "I'll do exactly what I told you I would."  In one fluid motion, he grabs onto your right knee and drags it up to his waist, his other hand pushing you down to the couch by your neck simultaneously. You let out a surprised cry as your back lands on the couch, Sodos body above you. Hand still on your throat, he pushes your body to be completely on the couch and leans down. "I'm going to show you exactly what you are, and no one's here to save you this time." He whispered in your ear before chuckling darkly and nipping at the shell of your ear. Shivers trail down your spin, a pool of heat forming in your belly. His grip on your neck tightens, but not to the point that it would hurt you too much. His tail comes up the wrap tightly around the ankle of the leg he has pinned to his side so he could let go. Leaning back up, he looks you dead in the eye. "I suggest you be a very good girl." He pushed your shorts aside and runs a finger through your wet folds. His words and actions cause you to swallow a moan. You couldn't get your thoughts in order, just staring up at him. "Are you going to be a good girl for me? Or am i going to fuck that attitude right out of you." He questioned dragging his finger over your clit, pulling a gasp from you. You stare at him for just a minute longer before narrowing your eyes. "I don't think you could, I heard that your dicks about as short as your temper." You provoke him, trying to push his buttons. You must have pushed the right button because before you knew it he was getting off you and manhandled you so you were laying across his lap.

   Grabbing your tail with one hand to keep it out of the way, he slides your shorts down to expose your ass. "Count" was the only warning you got before a resounding smack rang through the room. The impact on you ass left a burning sting, making you gasp. He waited a moment, rubbing the now tender spot. When he didn't hear a word from you, he growled. "I said count." Smack. Gasping out a strangled one, he sounded pleased. He rubbed the spot again before landing another blow. Smack. "Two." Smack. "Three." Smack. "Four." By the fourth, you had tears rolling down your face. Letting go of your tail, he set you up he  and wiped them away. "Are you okay?" He asked softy, forehead touching yours. You nodded. "Can you keep going?" Another nod. "I need words." He pressed. You finally let out a small "Yes." To which he grinned, his kind and caring demeanor for a few seconds ago completely changed. "Good. Get on your knees in front of me." His voice full of authority. Looking at him, your eyes widen. "What?" He gave you a dark look. "I said, get on you fucking knees." Sinking onto the floor you do as he says.

   Lifting his hips he pushes his pants down, releasing his fully hard cock from its confines. He was anything but small. Studying him for a minute, you let out an unsteady breath. The head was a flushed, angry pink. The body of his cock had a slight curve and the perfect amount of veins running the length of it. Making eye contact you reach for it. "Be a good little slut. Suck it." He taunts. Taking it in your hands, you pump it a few times before bringing it to your lips. His body shudders under your touch, his eyes closing. Suckling on the head a bit, you continue to watch him, gauging his reactions.  Eventually, you sink down to take as much it to your mouth as you could manage. Bringing lips back up to the tip, you begin to bob up and down. Sodo's let's out a strangled moan. His hand reaches for you, entangling in your (h/c) hair, and presses you down harder. "You like that, don't you? You like chocking on my cock like the whore you are?" You moan on his dick at the question. Opening his eyes, listening to the sounds you make. He starts thrusts into your mouth a couple of times. "Your a little slut. A little slut who likes sucking on my cock. You dirty little whore." He then pushes to the back of your throat and stills. You suck hard as you drag up to the tip, ripping a groan out of him. Sliding back down as far as you can manage, you do it three more times.  With tight grip on your hair, he pulls you off his dick, saliva still connecting your lips to it. "You keep doing that your going to make me cum." Sodo pants, smiling. "That was the plan." You smile back. "How about we finish this in my room?" Sodo releases his grip on your hair and helps you up.

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The next day, everybody was sitting in the practice room, waiting for Sodo. You had your insults locked and loaded but for different reasons now. You knew there would be consequences, and you were going to enjoy every minute of it.

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[gunilslaugh]

Heyy!! Hope you are having a great day 🩷

Can you maybe ot6 hiding your relationship from their members and how they got caught? It can be angsty as well, i love me some good angst ��

I hope you're having a great day too 💙 I didn't really know how to write this as angst, but I tried my best! Sorry if it's not that good.

All members < ˆ ~ ˆ >

Summary: Xdinary Heroes were hiding your relationship from not only the public, but their members too… their members just caught them.

WC:~2.3k

Warning:a bit of angst

photo not mine credits to owner.

Gunil

It wasn’t Gunil’s initial intention to keep your two’s relationship hidden from his members, but that’s how it turned out. He was going to tell them, but there was this part of him that likes how you were only his. Something that he didn’t have to share. He found a bit of fun in sneaking around with you too. It was a bit like he had a secret life. A secret life where it could just be the both of you together without any other worries. He wasn’t ready to give that up yet, so he decided to hold off from telling his members about your relationship. 

“You’re dating someone!” Jiseok yelled out. He was looking at some of the pictures Gunil had taken of him and he scrolled one photo too far. Revealing a photo of Gunil kissing your cheek while two of you wore matching hoodies.

“What?” The rest of the members called out. All of them were currently in the green room for a music show. Gunil immediately became very flustered and a stuttering mess.

“I- wh- I-it’s.” He lets out a sigh. “Would you believe me if I said they were just a friend?” Although he already knows the answer. By now Jiseok has shown the photo of the two of you together to the rest of the members. 

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Seungmin asked. He was clearly hurt by Gunil keeping your relationship hidden from them. Gunil looked around at the other members. They looked hurt too and confused as well.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you guys or anything like that. I was going to tell you all,” Gunil defended. 

“When?” Jungsu pressed. He was clearly annoyed and didn’t look like he fully believed Gunil either. Gunil lets out another sigh.

“I don’t know. I just liked that they were only mine. Being with them was like an escape.” Gunil tried to explain.

“It’s not like we would take them from you,” Hyeongjun stated. Guilt starts to build up in Gunil’s chest. He knows that if he just told them that they would have been supportive about it.

“I know. I’m sorry. I was just being selfish,” Gunil apologized. It was all that he could do. Now he has to wait for his members to forgive him.

Jungsu

Jungsu and you were friends. At least that’s what Heroes knew the pair of you as. Jungsu never told them about you and him getting together. He was too scared about how they would react. Jungsu himself thought that this fear was irrational, however his mind resulted to the worst case scenario each time he thought about telling them. That he would tell them, one would accidentally slip to a manager or staff and then the two of you would have to break up. He didn’t want your relationship to come to an end, so he kept silent about your relationship.

“Since when do you call y/n ‘baby’? Did you two start dating or something?” Jooyeon spoke, with the last sentence holding a sarcastic tone. He happened to be peeping at Jungsu’s phone screen, seeing him texting you. It would have been fine if Jungsu just played it off as a joke, but instead all he could do was laugh awkwardly. Making Jooyeon realize that his use of sarcasm wasn’t necessary. 

“You two are actually dating?” he asked in disbelief. He said it so loud the rest of the members in the dorm heard him. 

“Who’s dating?” The members questioned, coming into the room. 

“Y/n and Jungsu,” Jooyeon informed. Disbelief makes its way onto the rest of the members' faces.

“Seriously? Since when?” Seungmin asked.

“...Two months,” Jungsu revealed. His voice was barely higher than a whisper. 

“Two months? Two months and you never told us? Why?” Gunil questions. It was clear by the looks on the members' faces that they felt betrayed by Jungsu not telling them.

“I was scared,” Jungsu admits. 

“Of what? You know we like y/n.” Jooyeon noted.

“That management would find out and make me break up with y/n.” He voiced his concern.

“So you don’t trust us to keep it a secret?” Hyeongjun accused. 

“No, I didn’t say that. It’s just a worst case scenario. That I know is unlikely to happen, but it could and that really scared me,” Jungsu reasoned. The other members understand where Jungsu is coming from, but they still are hurt. They never thought that Jungsu would keep his relationship hidden from them. It will take a bit of time before they’re able to move on from this.

Gaon/Jiseok

Jiseok liked the thrill of being in a secret relationship. The fact that nobody else, besides you, knew. He was having fun sneaking out to go see you in the middle of the night or lying about spending time in a studio when he was really going to hang out with you. He never meant for the secret to go on for this long though. He thought he would enjoy it for a few weeks, a month even, but then come clean and tell his members about his new relationship. However Jiseok just wasn’t ready to reveal his romantic secret. He can’t even think of a good reason for why he doesn’t want to tell his members.

“Didn’t you say you were gonna be at the studio today?” Jungsu prompted. Jiseok begins to slightly panic. 

“Yeah, I was why?” He tried to sound casual. 

“Really cause I went there to see if you wanted to grab dinner, but you weren’t there.” The panic begins to fully set in now. 

“Must’ve been when I stepped out for a moment,” Jiseok’s voice wavered. 

“I thought that too, but then I ran into Gunil and he said that you never came to the studio at all today.” Jiseok knew that he had been caught. Gunil entered the room along with the rest of the members. They had a feeling Jiseok was keeping something from them. It’s not the first time Jiseok wasn’t where he said he was going to be.

 “Yep you were never there,so where were you?” Gunil pressed.

“On a date with my significant other.” Jiseok looked down at his lap, not knowing what else to say. 

“Why did you hide it from us?” Jungsu inquired. 

“I didn’t mean to keep my relationship a secret for this long I swear. It was fun having it be a secret y’know. I liked it. I originally planned on telling you guys about it after a couple of weeks, but I just never felt ready to tell you guys. I don’t even have a reason for why either. All I can say is I’m sorry.” The members weren’t too upset with Jiseok. They did still feel hurt about Jiseok not telling them about his relationship, but they understood that it wasn’t anything personal. He was just having fun with his secret.

O.de/Seungmin

Seungmin knew that if he ever got into a relationship that he would have to hide it from the public, due to him being an idol, but he didn’t know that he would end up hiding it from his members as well. A lot of dating rumors about idols had been going around recently and seeing all the hate these idols got for mere rumors put Seungmin off to telling anyone about your relationship. It’s not that he thought his members would disprove of him dating, but rather that he thought it would be safer for his members to not know.

“Who’s y/n?” Hyeongjun asked. Seungmin was currently showing Hyeongjun a video on his phone when you just so happened to text him. Seungmin panicked for a moment. 

“Just a friend.” He played off. 

“You save all your friends contacts with hearts after their names?” Hyeongjun arched an eyebrow. The other members happened to catch wind of the conversation taking place between Seungmin and Hyeongjun and made their way over to them.

“They’re my favorite one.” Seungmin tried to pass off, but he knew that he would have to come clean.

“You’re really still not gonna tell us. Seungmin, it's obvious they're not just a friend,” Hyeongjun said. 

“Yeah either you are dating whoever this y/n is or you wish that you were,” Jooyeon stated. 

“I am,” Seungmin came clean. “I’m in a relationship with y/n.” 

“And you didn’t tell us because? I thought we were close man.” The members never thought that Seungmin would keep quiet about being in a relationship. It hurt them. They would tell Seungmin about their crushes, but he failed to mention that not only he had a crush, but was also in a whole relationship. 

“There are a lot of rumors going around about idols being in relationships. They get so much hate just for these rumors. I thought that it would be safer for you guys if you didn’t know, so that if my relationship got out that you guys wouldn’t get unnecessary hate for knowing that I was in a relationship. I don’t really know if that makes complete sense, but I just thought that it would be for the best.” Seungmin explained. The members could see where Seungmin was coming from, but they were still hurt and needed time to forgive him.

Junhan/Hyeongjun

Hyeongjun and you were childhood friends. The rest of the Heroes knew all about your guys’ friendship. They thought that it was cute and were glad that Hyeongjun had such an amazing friend like you but his side. What they didn’t know was that you weren’t just his longtime friend. You had become his significant other as well. Hyeongjun didn’t tell them: A) he wasn’t sure how to bring it up and B) he was worried that with more people knowing about your relationship that there would be more chances for someone to slip up and accidentally reveal it. Rationally he knew that his members would keep it a secret, but there mere chance that the two of you being together could be revealed was enough to scare him into keeping quiet.

“I know that you and y/n are really close friends, but isn’t kissing their temple while hugging them like that a bit much?” Jungsu asked. Jungsu was scrolling through the practice videos Hyeongjun had on his phone when he came across the photo of you and Hyeongjun together. The color drains from Hyeongjun’s face. 

“Um…it was just for the photo? Like a joke.” Hyeongjun’s voice was not believable at all. He knew what he was saying held no truth to it anyway. 

“When did you two start dating?” Jungsu asked. 

“Who’s dating?” Jiseok questioned upon entering the room and of course his statement was enough to catch the other members attention as well.

“Y/n and I” Hyeongjun found his voice enough to reveal your twos’ relationship.

“Why would you keep that a secret from us? You know when you first told us about them we thought that you guys were dating anyway,” Jooyeon said. 

“The more people who know the more chances there are of it possibly getting out. It’s not that I don’t trust you guys, but the thought of our relationship getting exposed to the public terrifies me,” Hyeongjun reasoned. 

“Still sounds a bit like you don’t trust us,” Gunil stated. Call it the hard truth Gunil said what the other members were thinking in their minds. Yes, they could see and understand Hyeongjun’s point of view too, but it still hurt that he thought one of them would slip and expose his relationship.

Jooyeon

Jooyeon himself is shocked how he has gone so long without telling the members about his relationship. Being in a secret relationship was a fun game to him. A game that he didn’t want to stop playing anytime soon apparently. Everytime he would go out on a date with you without getting caught filled him with a great sense of accomplishment. He didn’t really think about how he was lying to his members, too busy being blinded by the thrill. Plus sneaking away to see you was also a much needed break from the stress that came with his occupation. He could forget about work while he was with you. He didn’t need to be Jooyeon from Xdinary Heroes, only Jooyeon, your boyfriend. 

“Where have you been?” It was like a scene from a movie. Jooyeon silently crept back inside of his room. Only to be discovered by Seungmin who was waiting there in the dark sitting on a chair. His voice scared the crap out of Jooyeon making him jump.

“I thought that you were sleeping,” Jooyeon siad. 

“I was until I heard what I thought was you going to the bathroom around one am, but you didn’t come back, so I checked the bathroom to see if you somehow fell asleep in there. I only discovered that you weren’t in the dorm,” Seungmin explained. Jooyeon realized that he had been caught. His little secret relationship game was over. 

“I have something to tell you and the other members,” Jooyeon confessed. 

That’s how all the members found themselves gathered in their dorm living room half-asleep and bed headed. 

“I’m in a relationship,” Jooyeon disclosed. The room fell silent. It was broken by Jiseok’s laughter. 

“That’s funny Jooyeon, good one.” Jiseok smacked Jooyeon on the back of his shoulder. 

“I’m serious,” Jooyeon told. It seemed like his members had gone into shock. No one said anything as if they couldn;t process Jooyeon’s words.

“How could you not tell us before?” Gunil was the first to speak and he was clearly hurt. 

“I was having fun with it being a secret. I liked sneaking around. I don’t know how I’ve gone so long without telling you guys honestly,” Jooyeon answered. “I’m sorry if you feel hurt by me not telling you,” he added, but the members did feel hurt and they would need some time.

[donna-rinascimentale]

hiya! hope you doing well.

would you elaborate on the interpretation you were talking about in your Labyrinth post tags? what you said was really interesting and I never thought about it that way! 👀

also, hope you had fun watching! ✨✨✨

certainly.

i’d always been subscribed to the interpretation that the labyrinth is a metaphor for navigating coming of age, that the end of sarah’s hero’s journey is a means of balancing adult maturity with never losing a child’s sense of wonder and imagination. the fandom has thought up tons of explanations for where jareth falls in this scenario. is he a tangible antagonist, actively trying to get sarah to slip back into her old childish ways? a metaphor for adulthood, all that sarah is and isn’t ready for?

i think he’s all sarah’s creation. so does jim henson.

“He represents a lot of things that are a part of Sarah's world, what she's trying to figure out and what she's going through. … [Jareth] has no reality except what Sarah gives him, which she can constantly change.”

sarah seems to be very genre-savvy. she reads lines from a play titled the labyrinth, and she recognizes the puzzle of the two guards and implies she’s practiced it before in case she’d happen to encounter it. here, the labyrinth is a product of sarah’s fantasy, by which she navigates her adolescence and her parents’ divorce and her perceived lack of autonomy in a manner typical of a seasoned fantasy reader.

sarah is well aware that every fantasy hero needs a villain. the likeness she gives hers is that of her mother’s costar—as the former mrs. williams is a stage actress, shown in the photo on sarah’s vanity of her posing with a fellow actor who looks just like this jareth. sarah made jareth, made him as beautiful and dangerous as she believed he should be.

sarah made jareth.

to jareth, god is a sixteen-year-old girl.

imagine god, calling you by name, crowning you a king and giving you beauty and power. you were quite literally born for this. all you know is this role, building yourself and your kingdom just the way god wishes it.

then, god turns herself away from you.

you may feel betrayed. hollow, like you’ve been stripped of everything that makes you you. “you made me this way,” you might say.

Everything! Everything that you wanted, I have done. You ask the child to be taken, I took him. You cowered before me, I was frightening. I have reordered time, I have turned the world upside down, and I have done it all for you.

“i was playing the role you put me in. what was i made for, if not you?

i can’t live within you.”

Just fear me, love me, do as I say

“let me play the role of villain, the role you made me to fill.”

and I would be your slave.

“your will be done.”

god is a sixteen-year-old girl who hasn’t yet figured out the way she wants to be worshipped. it’s a heavy burden, trying to satisfy someone who doesn’t know what she wants.

but there is hope for jareth.

fandom rarely debates on how to interpret the barn owl at the beginning of the film. we’re pretty much in consensus that it’s a manifestation of jareth, but that’s never given much thought.

when sarah asserts her power and escapes the labyrinth, jareth has once again taken the form of the owl. in the final scene, when sarah celebrates with her friends from the labyrinth, reconciling her love of fantasy with her maturity and self-growth, jareth flies away, smaller and smaller until he’s gone. here we turn to the age-old metaphor of flight as freedom.

in moving away from escapism and becoming an active participant in her own life, sarah has freed jareth from the role of villain. none of the friends in her room are human. be reminded again that jareth bears the likeness of a man present (at least tangentially) in sarah’s real life, who would likely feel disheartened knowing he’s blamed for something beyond his control.

because sarah has no more need for a jareth, there is no more jareth. and that’s arguably best for both of them.

(p.s.: i go to the theater tomorrow! i have a sarah-esque outfit put together and everything. thanks for wishing me well & know tomorrow can’t come soon enough for me… this film has been among my favorites for many many many years and each watch makes me find more to love. best cult i’ve ever joined)

[missmilkie]

My Hero Academia Bf Scenarios

How You Meet

Ngl I pulled a lot of this out my ass. It’s super random, but the best I could do. Also I’m sorry if something is wrong, I don’t know much about anything. Definitely not proofread.

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Izuku Midoriya

You couldn’t believe that the Deku was commissioning you for costume upgrades. It was so unreal as you sat in the car that he had arranged to pick you up. When he offered, you had originally declined, but he insisted. No one can argue with the number one hero.

As you fought the nervousness from your face, the car rolled up to the tall building that everyone in Japan could name. The hero himself was right there, and he opened the car door for you. You took his hand that he offered you, and climbed out of the vehicle.

“Thank you for coming, (L/n)-san.” His grin was wide.

“Thank you for offering me this job. It’s an honor to work with you.” You had mentally rehearsed this the entire car ride there.

“Considering your credibility, I’m lucky to have found someone with your skills.” Deku opened the door to the building for you as well. “Your work is incredible.”

While you’d made quite the name for yourself amongst support companies, you didn’t think that talk would reach the number one hero.

“Thank you, I love what I do.”

“I’m glad you’re passionate about your work. That’s something we have in common.” You could’ve sworn he winked at you.

He made polite small talk as you rode the elevator up to his office on the top floor. Keeping cool the entire time was a struggle, but you miraculously accomplished it.

“Alright, I have a list of things that I need upgraded and added on. I’m not sure how to accomplish that, so I’ll leave the details to you.”

For the rest of the day, you went over his list, discussing his requests. It was going to be a tough job, but that was to be expected of the top hero. You couldn’t wait to start on it.

Katsuki Bakugo

Becoming a sidekick for Dynamight was huge for you. To get into one of the top hero agencies straight out of high school was almost unheard of. It was satisfying to have your talent recognized, but you still had bigger plans.

It was orientation day at the Dynamight Agency. All of the new sidekicks would be shown around and have the rules and requirements explained to them. You would most likely zone out through the entirety of it.

After arriving at the agency bright and early, you changed into your costume in the locker room. The older sidekicks gossiped amongst themselves and gave you looks. You brushed off the latter, writing it off as jealousy.

The orientation was given by one of Dynamight’s top sidekicks. You were a bit bummed that the hero himself wasn’t there, but you knew he wasn’t formality oriented. As the number two hero, he was also extremely busy, so he probably didn’t have the time for it either.

You followed the group, only half listening. It sounded like pretty general stuff, so you figured you weren’t missing anything important. You took the opportunity to look around the agency. The decor was simple, but fierce, no doubt not picked out by Dynamight himself. He most likely hired an interior designer and then approved the decor.

Every inch of the place was clean. Which was kind of surprising as he was always so wild on tv. A man’s got to have standards though. The secretaries were all quiet and doing their jobs at their desks. They were probably too scared to make a ruckus in the Dynamight’s agency. Being on the receiving end of one of his anger must be terrifying for weaker individuals.

After orientation and the tour, the new sidekicks were given assignments. Most were put on patrol with veteran sidekicks. A small group was left behind. Confused as to why you and the small group were kept behind, you huffed and crossed your arms.

“Listen up, newbies, I’m only gonna say this once!” You whipped around at the familiar voice. Dynamight. “You’re the top candidates that I personally selected from all of the new sidekicks. As such, you get to patrol with me today.”

Your eyes widened and your heartbeat picked up. He picked you as one of his top new sidekicks. You were effectively fired up.

“Let’s get out there and kick some ass now!” He ordered, spurring the group to action.

The patrol route was loaded with all sorts of criminals. It made sense that Dynamight would choose the most dangerous patrol as the number two hero. It was a race to beat each villain. Dynamight held back for no one. A few were able to show their stuff and gain the attention of the number two hero. You took the opportunity as soon as it presented itself to you.

You lunged at the same time as Dynamight, but teleported behind the criminal to deliver a blow that made them lose consciousness. As time went on, you began beating your fellow sidekicks by taking down the second highest number of villains under Dynamight.

In the locker room, you were getting looks again. This time they were accompanied by whispers. “Did you see how many villains she took down?” “What a show off.” “She looks so fucking dumb.” “She’s not even that pretty.”

You had no idea what looks had to do with heroics, but you knew you weren’t lacking there. Haters were going to hate. They just wanted to be you.

Clad in civilian clothes, you exited the locker room and went down the hall. Your AirPods played music in one ear to block out the annoying people.

“(H/n), please report to Dynamight’s office.” A voice called out over the intercom. You sighed, hoping there wouldn’t be trouble.

“(H/n), here.” You announced as you stepped into the warm office.

“You did well during patrol today. I didn’t think any of you would actually be able to keep up with me.” A smile flashed on his face before it became harsh again. “You still have a lot to learn though! You’ll be training with the top sidekicks. If you’re really good, maybe I’ll train with you.”

“Thank you, sir. See you on the training field.” You smirked at him.

“Don’t make promises you can��t keep.”

“I’m not.”

Shoto Todoroki

Being a famous singer was a lot of fun. You got to do something you loved and get paid a ton for it. You could afford all the clothes, shoes, and makeup you could ever want.

Being famous also had its downsides. You couldn’t go out in public without fans bombarding you and acting crazy. You traveled with bodyguards to keep yourself safe. Even with the added security, there were still risks.

Still you did your best to do good and make the most of your platform. You were going to perform at a charity event that several of the top heroes would be attending. Fans went crazy on the internet, discussing what songs you might perform and anticipating a stylish outfit.

You straightened your dress as your limo pulled up to the venue. With a final look at your makeup, your door swung open. Cameras flashed from nearly every direction. Somewhat accustomed to the light, you ignored them. You stepped out of the car and smiled. Making sure to let as many cameras get a good angle on you, you strutted down a carpet.

The inside of the building was decked out with elegant decor and smelled expensive. The host welcomed you with a bow. You bowed back before continuing into the building. You would have some time to mingle before the event officially started. A fellow artist of yours was going to be here, so you went looking for her.

“(N/n)!!” A familiar voice called out. (B/f), your friend.

“(B/f), I was looking for you.” You hugged the other singer.

“Your dress is so gorgeous. Look at your body in it, goddamn!”

“Yours too, the color is great on you.”

You sat at a table with her and chatted until the host welcomed everyone to the event. You were then called to the stage to sing. Taking the mic in your hand, you sent a smile (B/f)’s way.

The music started up slowly. This song was sultry, so you took your time and let it flow. Every run and scoop floated across the air. You didn’t need autotune to sound this good.

When the song was over, everyone in attendance clapped. Reporters kept taking pictures and covered the event on tv. You had just met back up with (B/f) when everyone was dismissed to dance, eat, and drink.

You stayed seated for the first few songs, drinking a cocktail. (B/f) chatted your ear off about perfumes. You were wanting to try some new ones in your scent family. Of course you’d always have your signature scent to come back to. It’s the only one you’ve bought multiple times.

The two of you hit the floor, dancing with each other. While the dances were more classy, they were simple and kind of fun. (B/f) was a boy/girl magnet, so she was asked to dance. This left you alone on the floor.

While contemplating sitting back down, you felt someone get pushed into your shoulder. You looked up to see the number three hero, Shoto.

“Apologies, I wasn’t looking where I was going.” He rumbled out in his low voice.

“It’s alright, I wasn’t paying attention.”

“Would you take a dance for reparations?”

“I would.” You felt a smile bloom across your face.

Shoto led you very well, he was firm but gentle. You felt the different temperatures of his hands through your dress. You continued to talk, joking around by the second song. The two of you ended up dancing to several songs. Usually people switched partners, but you kept talking.

Only when (B/f) found you after a while were you pulled away from your new friend. She teased you relentlessly about the whole thing. You hadn’t left without giving him your number though.

Eijiro Kirishima

Cities were full of crime, so they had to be full of heroes. It wasn’t uncommon for you to come into contact with heroes from other agencies. You often weren’t familiar with those you encountered as they were your run of the mill heroes. Not everyone could be famous.

The cries of innocent citizens alerted you to danger nearby. Focusing heat to the soles of your feet, you shot off in the direction of the screams. In such close quarters you had to keep your flames compact. Rounding the corner, you took in your situation. Three opponents, all armed. Two civilians in immediate danger.

“Either you let those two go and just go to jail,” you smirked sickly. “Or you go to jail all beat up.”

One pointed a gun at you and took a shot. Summoning intense heat to your palm, you launched a fireball at the bullet. It was so hot that the bullet immediately melted on impact.

“You wanna pick again?”

Another used their quirk to grab at you. Tendrils whipped through the air. Flames extended from both hands this time, slicing through them. Sizzling tendrils dropped to the pavement.

“You’re starting to get on my nerves…” you extended your flames to rope around the three criminals, careful not to actually touch them. “Drop your weapons.”

Moments later, the cops came and handled them. The sound of incoming steps made you turn around. A broad muscled hero with cherry red hair stood grinning at you.

“Way to go! You beat me to it.” He chirped.

“Thanks, Red Riot.”

“And you are?”

“(H/n).” You stated with confidence.

“I’ll remember that.”

“See you around.”

Denki Kaminari

“Chargebolt!!”

“Chargebolt, a few words please!”

The press conference was packed with reporters like you. Chargebolt was a sociable hero who was more friendly to the paparazzi. Heroes like Dynamight and Shinso didn’t tolerate them well.

“Chargebolt, is it true that you hooked up with your ex, Earphone Jacks?”

“What really happened during the Kyoto Raid?”

Questions of all kinds bombarded the blond hero. Depending on what type of magazine or newspaper there were questions either about the hottest lip gloss in his opinion or about a past mission. You waited to be heard. That was how you used your quirk. By asking a direct question the person must answer you truthfully. This only works if they can hear and understand you.

“What can you tell us about future hero agency team ups?” You spoke clearly with a curious edge.

“Team Earphonebolt has been disbanded for the time being. I’m currently trying to get Dynamight and Red Riot to form a team with my agency.” The way he answered was as bubbly as he usually was. No one noticed anything off about it.

“And is the disbandment in relation to your break up with Earphone Jacks?” Another reporter asks.

“No. Not at all.” His smile had dropped for a moment.

“Why haven’t you been able to team up with Dynamight and Red Riot?”

“Dynamight keeps saying no because he thinks it’s stupid.”

You took some notes on questions that other journalists asked. You didn’t think you’d have the chance to speak to him again. You thought wrong.

“Hey, you who asked me about the team ups!” You heard him call as you were preparing to leave for the office.

“Can I help you, Chargebolt?”

“I just wanted to ask about the weird feeling I got when I answered your question.” The blond admitted sheepishly.

“People say I have an effect.” You let a smirk grace your lips.

“That was more than just an effect. I felt compelled to tell the whole truth.”

“You got me. It’s my quirk. It makes it so people answer me honestly.” You explained with a shrug.

“You’d make a great interrogator.”

“I’m not super into criminal justice.”

Chargebolt chuckled. “What’s your name?”

“(Y/n) (L/n).”

“A pretty name for a pretty girl.” The stun gun hero flashed you a smirk.

Tenya Iida

You didn’t think you would actually land a job as Ingenium’s personal secretary. Yeah, you applied and did the interview to the best of your ability, but you didn’t think you’d get picked. There had to be someone better than you. Apparently not.

The hiring officer led you to your desk. It was clean, very modern and professional looking. It was big enough to hold three laptops and several stacks of papers. You figured you’d be busy enough to utilize the space.

“Ingenium will be out to meet you soon.” You nodded and the hiring officer walked away.

You took a seat in the plush office chair. The levers to adjust it were easy to find, so you fiddled with them for a good minute. Your shirt slid off your shoulder and revealed part of your bra. It was no big deal because you thought no one would see.

“You must be my new secretary.” You jolted at your boss’s voice, scrambling to stand up and look put together.

“Yes! (Y/n) (L/n). So grateful for the opportunity to work for you.” You bowed deeply.

“I’m glad you could come in at such short notice. My old secretary got married and had to move away. I’ve tried to deal as best I can on my own, but it’s been too much to keep up with.” His voice turned softer when he admitted this. You relaxed a bit.

“Then I’ll get to work right away.” You flashed a sweet smile his way.

Hanta Sero

When your agent told you that the company you were doing a shoot with was collaborating with some pro heroes, you got excited. As a celebrity, you often attended high class events that had pro heroes there. It was always nice to meet new ones.

Your driver stopped in front of the location.

“Be back here in three hours, please.” You instructed before walking away.

You had done a photoshoot with this company before, it was a designer brand. The shoot was for a new perfume and cologne line. You hoped it would smell good, you’d be taking some home with you. If you didn’t like it, one of your friends might.

“(L/n)! Here’s the outfit choices.”

The employee held up two outfits. One was a black silk dress with cutouts on the side and spaghetti straps. The other was a teal strapless bodycon.

“That one.” You pointed to your choice. It was immediately handed to you and you were ushered to the changing room.

In about two minutes you got undressed and into your dress. You came out to pick a pair of heels. While trying some heels in, you lost your balance. Almost as quick as your fall, someone stopped your motion.

“Careful there, chula.” You looked up to see the pro hero Cellophane in a suit that matched your dress. He was so hot in person!

“Sorry! I should’ve sat down for this.” You took a seat on a bench and put the shoe on with ease.

“There we go, all dolled up for the camera.”

“(L/n), it’s time for makeup.!”

“Ah, thank you for catching me.” You bowed slightly.

“No problem.” He smiled wide and it was so sexy.

They did your hair while they did your makeup. The style was elegant and complimented your face shape. Your makeup was dewy and natural. You looked expensive.

“Alright, Sero and (L/n), come over here.” The photographer called out once the both of you were ready.

You took pictures in several different poses together. You were always touching each other in some intimate way. Luckily you kept your composure the entire time.

After everything was undone you turned to leave, your driver was right outside.

“(L/n)!” It was Sero calling out to you.

“Yes?” You turned around.

“I was wondering if I could maybe get your number?” His nerves weren’t evident in his voice, but you could see it in his eyes.

“Yeah, give me your phone.”

Sero opened his phone to the contacts app and handed it to you. You put your number in and pressed on the name part.

“What did you call me earlier? It was something in Spanish?” You looked up to him making mesmerizing eye contact.

“Chula.”

Your contact name was Chula <3.

Hitoshi Shinso

Working the graveyard shift at a hero agency wasn’t all bad. It was quiet, no one really bothered you. Things rarely happened, so a lot of what you did was organize and check on medicines. When you got patients. You skillfully dealt with them.

It was another boring night at the agency. Lights were dim and barely anyone was walking around. It was quiet with the sounds of the ac. You had done all you could for the night, so you sat on your phone to keep yourself awake. When the door to your office opened, you jolted.

“I just need a few things.” He wasn’t a hero you could immediately recognize. His voice was low and he looked like he hadn’t slept in days. The guy’s left arm was bleeding profusely and soaking his ripped sleeve.

“No, let me help you. It’s literally my job.” You stood up and guided him to a bed. He took a seat while you gathered supplies.

Beginning to treat him you asked, “So who are you?”

“Shinso. I’m more of an underground hero.” He answered monotonously.

“Not big on attention? Me neither.”

“Is that why you work the graveyard shift?” The two of you made eye contact.

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Who are you? Are you a nurse or medical hero?”

“Med hero. The name’s (H/n).” You finished up patching him. “There you go. Go easy on that arm these next couple of days.”

“If I don’t follow your advice, will you get mad?” Shinso cracked a teasing smile.

“Nah, I’d just force you to stay in the office with me.”

“Doesn’t sound like a bad punishment.”

[tumblingghosts]

Hi!! Had a time travel idea lately and felt like you were the best to ask. So what if where we go forwards instead of backwards and Academy!Clemensia ends up in the future, sometime around the 74th games?

Regardless, she's travelled to a future where her future self no longer alive. How would her friends & family react? Would she be killed off by President Snow quickly?

Haha you can decide whether this pre or post snake bite Clemmie.

oooh academy clemmie travelling forward in time :D !!

it took a while to draft a response for this, but i have thoughts for several different scenarios-

i. pre snake clemmie facing president snow

clemensia is pretty disoriented landing in the future. she still recognizes the capitol, but she doesn't know where in the capitol she is. none of the buildings match up to what she knows- it's been built up to what it had been before the war, but grander. she's able to ask for directions to her house, confused by the fashion of everyone around, but when she gets there, it's being lived in by someone else. that unsettling feeling she had been trying to ignore can no longer be suppressed. she doesn't know where she is or what happened.

it takes more asking around to get anywhere. there's a lot of bustle about the hunger games, and she can't remember anyone looking forward to it as much as these crowds. but she does end up seeing a broadcast of president snow and that's her first real lead. it doesn't take long to piece together the old man that is shown as president, the lack of president ravinstill, and "74th" hunger games. she knows her way to the presidential palace. she's been there to play with felix on more than one occasion. clemensia gets turned away by the guards at first, but manages to use her Dovecote Charm(TM) to at least get the guards to pass on a message to president snow.

"clemensia dovecote seeks an audience." and snow is curious enough to look at the camera footage at a very young, very alive clemmie asking after him. he agrees to meet with her, and she's escorted to his office to talk with him. clemensia trusts coriolanus as a friend- but the man in front of her? it's not quite just the difference in age or strong smell of roses. maybe it's the look in his eyes that makes her wary. regardless, she doesn't bring it up, and if he notices anything, he doesn't either.

there are the general questions of "how did you get here" and "what's the last thing you remember" alongside "president snow now, is it?" and "you're doing rather well for yourself, it seems" - but beyond that, is the pressing matter of the hunger games, on both sides. on clemensia's side, they've been assigned tributes already, and she's a bit jealous that coriolanus is paying so much attention. she asks- teasing, rhetorically- if reaper had won those games. the look she receives in return is so sour that she changes the topic swiftly. instead, she asks after the current games, what all these changes and "excitement" is about, and snow explains.

snow is looking at her like she's something to be kept, and clemensia is looking at him and trying to parse where exactly coryo is in the face and actions and mannerisms of the man before her. she's treated as a guest, in the following days, though is met with no one but avoxes, and sees no other capitolites besides coriolanus, on occasion. she's getting more wary of it all by the day.

meanwhile, seneca crane's actions of allowing two victors of the hunger games are giving snow a headache. he's compartmentalizing. he's realizing that clemensia, as she is now, is a risk. on some level, he thinks (he knows) she wouldn't quite agree to how he sees things, the means by which he had gotten into power. he won't admit to himself that they were wrong, but he thinks, it would be terribly unfair if clemensia were to have to come to this kind of shock. and besides, she's a tether to a childhood that he'd taken great lengths to bury and rewrite, without the age to teach her of the kind of digression he wants from her. snow considers his options and decides on a course of action.

clemensia is feeling rather boxed in. she's provided with food and amenities, but all channels on the television seem to be covering the hunger games. "it's the biggest event of the season!" says every single broadcast she flicks through. there's some romance scene playing out between the tributes from d12. she kindly requests to talk with snow again. snow "concedes" to her request. clemensia agrees to discuss further over tea. there is little discussion had.

time progresses: katniss everdeen sparks a revolution. snow tunnel-visions on the emergence of a mockingjay. anyone who spotted a young, dark-haired girl seeking out an audience with the president just a short few weeks ago before the 74th hunger games bears dual-victors know well to keep their mouths shut. it was only rumor, after all, and she was never seen again besides. clearly, it not a topic that was worth any interest.

ii. pre snake clemmie facing her friends and family

clemensia is lucky when she lands in the future. the people around her are startled by her sudden presence, but they recognize her and she turns to the person who had spoken her name. she doesn't recognize the person who says it. not quite. but-

"festus?" (clemensia doesn't know it yet, but felix and iphigenia have died years ago, persephone was killed shortly after titus's games, and festus is at an awkward point where he's not quite friends with coriolanus anymore, but not in a place that makes him an enemy.)

after getting over the initial surprise of clemensia's arrival, they settle down enough to fill her in on what is happening. clemensia- the one that had grown and lived and married- is dead, and has been for years now. it was a "tragic" car accident, though there is suspicion of foul play. she learns that the other there are her husband and children, and further, why festus is meeting with them. with so much attention on the hunger games (and that is another topic that they need to catch her up on), it is easier to have these kinds of meetings in relative privacy. all eyes are on the arena, and everyone is gathering to watch the broadcast anyway.

clemensia learns of coriolanus turning to president snow, and hears out the suspicions that he was behind her death from people who have grieved her dearly. but she isn't that person. clemensia, eighteen and not yet graduated, is not the wife and mother and friend and confident that they have so dearly missed. but she is welcomed, and so clemensia stays.

she is made a secret, one that her family- the one that she is growing to know- keep hidden. she wants to talk to coryo, but sees well enough from his appearances on broadcast that president snow is a far cry from her dear friend. sometimes, she wonders if the risk of speaking to him might be worth it. she never voices it, and does not leave the house. she might not be recognized by the general populace, but it only takes one wrong person to look a little too closely, for word to get back to get to snow, for it to all fall apart.

she tries to get along with the men and women that are her future self's husband and children, but they're older than her, and she can't fill that role. they never ask her to, but it is an awkward adjustment, because none of them quite know how to interact. she fills a lot of her time seeking out answers to what happened to the people she knew, learning history and questioning how much has been rewritten.

in the off chance that clemensia makes it through the second revolution, i think it would be really cool to have her as one of the people that speaks to snow after his execution. he might think, at first, that she's a ghost of his past that has come back to haunt him, as an image of clemensia before the first point in their friendship that had fractured their relationship- the snakes- but those thoughts are quickly dispelled once they actually begin speaking.

by this point, clemensia has seen what he's become over the series of broadcasts in the aftermath of the d12 victors, in the announcement of the second quarter quell, as the rebellion escalates, but she thinks she knows him enough to believe him when he says that he didn't drop those bombs on the capitol children and medics. (festus hadn't made it past the revolts in when the rebellion picked up. the man who'd been her future self's husband and his child had died in the explosion- clemmie mourns them, for the year that she's known them and how they'd become family).

clemensia leaves the garden, not having gained what she was looking for. she isn't quite sure what she's looking for at this point- but she's not yet twenty at the end of an era. she doesn't have a plan forward, nor does she know what she would do if she could go back to the point she left. could she face her classmates and friends knowing the fate that befalls them over nothing but snippets of eulogies? there's no place to hide anymore, just a path ahead. as panem rebuilds, she does her best to rebuild a life as well.

iii. post snake clemmie landing in the future

similar to the start of scenario i., except clemmie sees "president snow" and wants nothing to do with him. how can she trust coriolanus when the scales on her skin are more than enough reason to be wary? the fact that he's president and "proudly announcing" the 74th hunger games is just additional reasons to stay away. she does get a couple of compliments for the scales, which she does her best to conceal, and it only serves to make her a bit more paranoid and wary when she first arrives - it's horrific, what was done to her, and how could anyone say that they're lovely?

she's been at the mentor chair of the 10th hunger games, and she's seen the end of it- reaper collapsing after being tired out by lucy gray, and coriolanus disappearing to d12 to supposedly be punished, but also rumors are flying that he's chasing lucy gray there. there was never the chance to rekindle their friendship because clemensia was sent forward before he ever returned. as far as she knows, coriolanus served out his twenty years as a peacekeeper- and climbed his way to presidency after his mandatory service was over.

clemensia does get more oriented as she figures out that she's in the future and how the culture has been shaped in the decades that she's jumped past. she does her best to conceal the scales, but finds that people find her odder for trying to hide them than for having them. she's cautious, and also worried that talking to the wrong people might get the attention of snow. she tries to reconcile coryo with the president overseeing all the glamor of these new hunger games. she recognizes names- crane, heavensbee- but is unsure if there's anyone she can even seek out.

she's able to get food and temporary places to stay with her charm and the kindness of strangers- using a fake name in an attempt to keep her anonymity. she gets recognized anyway. let's say it's lysistrata this time. clemensia is avoiding hospitals as much as she can, but maybe their paths cross when clemensia is out trying to find a new place to stay. lysistrata initially thinks that clemmie is one of the dovecote children and greeted her with that name- clemensia doesn't realize that lysistrata is talking to her, but she turns at the familiar voice anyway. it's at that point lyssie realizes that oddities are afoot, and invites clemensia home to figure out what's going on.

lysistrata is hesitant to believe that clemensia is actually clemensia from the summer after the 10th games, but after a short conversation, there are no other explanations. it's pretty similar to scenario ii., with clemensia being hidden, but this time she's a bit more involved in efforts against snow, both because of her own animosity and because lysistrata is involved with the rebels. it would definitely make for an interesting (and possibly more hostile) interaction in the rose garden (compared to ii.) if clemmie makes it to that point in this case.

iv. clemensia back in the past in the aftermath

clemmie lands back in the moment she "left" after her trip to the future and it is a- complicated ordeal. she's back with her alive parents (and potentially alive reaper depending on the scenario). she knows where things end up, but she doesn't quite have the same personal stake in it as she would have if she had lived through it herself, rather than being told of or reading through the events that have taken place. there's varying levels of wariness depending on if it's pre- or post-snake bite clemmie.

i think she would likely seek out her friends or parents if it were post-snake bite and fill them in (not on the time travel, but of the situation with gaul/coriolanus/snakes) so it's much harder for him to integrate back into capitol society when he gets back from d12. maybe she spreads rumors about what really happened to lucy gray and sejanus- clemensia doesn't actually know that coriolanus is responsible for their disappearance/death, but the suspicion is enough to cause some damage. maybe she's the "sympathetic ear" for him amidst all of these "mysterious" rumors before she gives him the treatment from what's in a name?

for pre-snake bite clemmie, she's returning from either getting killed by snow or after having a conversation before his execution, so her opinion of him is still pretty low. i like to think that this leads to her being more invested in reaper & being a better mentor in turn- she's somewhat motivated by spite and trying to undercut coriolanus's efforts with lucy gray. (she likely doesn't know that lucy gray won the 10th games here, but it's more the principle of the matter.)

whether this spares her from being bitten or not is up to debate. maybe her being around reaper more means she ends up (inadvertently) preventing arachne being killed. if not, maybe her wariness of coriolanus keeps her from lying to gaul- she debates whether it's more dangerous to admit to not doing the work vs considering that coriolanus poisoned her (scenario i) and might throw her under the bus even if he says "it's fine" to claim they collaborated on the essay.

i do think that, in any scenario, she would be pretty rattled to know that the games have continued on for decades after, especially since they're waning in popularity at the time of the 10th games. if not for the children dying, then because of how much they have been played up for entertainment just puts a bad taste in her mouth (given her opinion during prof. demigloss's seminar that people avoided watching them bc they're gruesome) which gets reinforced when she thinks about reaper dead/potentially dying.

thanks for the ask medea!! :D