#good to have you back m8

[beauleifu]

OH MY GOSH I LOVE WRITING SYNTAX HEADCANONS FOR U AND I LOVE YOUR OPINIONS FOR MY HEADCANONSS🫶

If I have to be honest syntax is lowkeyyyy jealous? like talk abt a person next to him he'll be like "huh they did that? pathetic😒" but if u ask him if he is jealous "jealous?me?? nah Im only telling u that person is dumb"

I think he would understand if ur pretending to sleep but he would act like he didn't noticed like ur having a hard time sleeping but u dont wanna wake syntax cause of that ur pretending to sleep GOT WHAT IM TRYING TO SAY RIGHT??😭

His science skills are another level but..he was probably bad at history when he was a kid

ask him about something in history (like ottomans n stuff like that) he would just stare at u embarrassed

I think he would remember small details about u like tell him your fav food or fav color he'll keep those in his mind (cause he is a awesome bf duh💖)

Idk why but he was a creepypasta fan when he was a kid..or a science nerd

Im so sorry if I wrote short headcanons Im so sick these days idk why

Have a great day 🫂HUG.

to cope with the jealousy I imagine he'd either he in SUPER DENIAL or try to impress you with HIS genius because, in his mind, if you're complimenting someone else, he must not be trying hard enough/you must not see how smart he is

Of course, you're quick to remind him that your heart is his, and only his, every time to find out what he's doing

And SLEEP, yes I imagine Syntax finds it difficult to intrude on someone's personal space or when they're having a moment, especially if it's someone he respects. However, if he thinks it's going too far, he'll quickly get fed up and try to solve the problem.

And yeah, I don't think Syntax was ever a history-centered dude, hENCE why he didn't care for some of those questions on that test in chapter 12 of Heartstrings, like whoever was the first computer programmer. It's just not something he's interested, and would either brush it off when you ask him or feel embarrassed for not knowing

YES YES

THIS BASTARD PAYS AN INCREDIBLE ATTENTION TO DETAIL. He'll treat this relationship like fucking glass and would never to anything to put it in danger.

Hence why he'll note on the little things that you like, or things that make you tick.

Of course, this only occurs when he starts caring about you.

EYO FEEL BETTER SOON ANON!! DRINK WATER, STAY SAFE, DO CRIME- joking, but in all seriousness I conjure an imaginary soup for your soul :))

[asumichen]

I hate the US medical system I hate the US medical system I hate the US medical system

[batshit-auspol]

have we talked about the woolworths debacle yet?

Sigh.

Alright kids strap in, because the culture wars are back and stupider than ever.

So there are two characters you need to be familiar with in this story before we continue:

Woolies (i.e. Woolworths) - One of two supermarket chains in Australia. Not related to the giant Woolworths chain that used to exist overseas, other than the Aussie one swiped the name because the original forgot to trademark the name 'Woolworths' here. Biggest company in Aus, and also the biggest employer. Not a brand anyone with more than two braincells would pick a fight with.

Peter Dutton - Man with less than two braincells, and current leader of the political opposition in Australia. Best known for bearing a passing resemblance to a potato and once demanding that a homophobic song get played for balance when a football halftime show performed 'Same Love'. His reputation is so bad that if you told an Australian that Dutton's favorite pastime was drowning puppies, they probably would believe you.

And to prove our point, here's the best headline a friendly newspaper could come up with to try spin his image:

The third thing you need to know is that in Australia we have a national holiday called "Australia Day" which is basically a scheduled day for everyone to get into a giant argument.

This is because for the last 30ish years it has been held on the anniversary of the British claiming the land around Sydney as a colony which was:

a) More the founding of an English prison then the founding of Australia, and more importantly

b) from the perspective of the people who were already living here, kindof a very shit day

Now not everyone agrees on this, and even those that don't 'celebrate' will often still have a get together with friends, but it can't be denied that we've shifted a long way from the days when the country used to celebrate Australia Day by kitting ourselves out in Aussie flag budgie smugglers, drinking enough beer to drown Harold Holt, and partying like it's 1789.

(Now a brief break for a real photo of Peter Dutton at a press conference)

Good luck sleeping tonight. Anyway back to the story.

As a result of this shift away from the trend of showing your patriotism by wearing Australian flag underpants, this year Woolworths decided that they were no longer going to be rolling out their box of southern cross thongs - on the grounds that "this kitschy shit never sells" and they are far too busy with more important things like blaming price gouging on inflation and installing self-checkout machines that think your canvas bag is a crime against humanity.

Never a man to miss an opportunity to act like a massive twat, upon hearing that Woolies had dumped their flag merch, Peter Dutton rushed onto the airwaves to declare that Woolworths had "gone woke" (paging 4chan circa 2009) and called for the country to boycott the store, a story which Australia's media have gleefully put on loudhale for over a week now in order to drive outrage clicks.

We at this point remind you that Woolworths is a company which, as we previously mentioned, basically has a monopoly on selling food in this country. Not exactly something you can boycott.

(Another real Dutton photo break)

Needless to say Dutton's dumbass plan did not immediately put Woolies out of business, however the relentless media campaign by Rupert Murdoch's minions did result in a bunch of innocent low-wage floor staff being harrassed by The Dark Lord's fanboys and a few Woolies stores were graffitied.

Allegedly being the 'free market' guy, Dutton also kindof snookered himself by demanding the free market not decide the fate of Australia day, but logic was never one of his strong suits.

Anyway, in the end we're just going to keep having this dumb circular argument every year, fulled by a media who love fanning the flames, until a politician has the guts to shift the date to May 8 (pronounced m8), and everyone promptly forgets this was ever a thing.

All in all, that's the long and the short of it. As a final touch we'll leave you with this real tweet by Opposition Leader Peter Dutton, in all its batshit glory.

We look forward to the absolute dumpster fire of comments this post is going to generate - as is the Australia Day tradition.

[pukicho]

show us the weirdest little gadget you have that you love

I LOVE GADGETS! Its not so little but I love my Octatrack MKII. I’ve owned the OP-1, Z, M8 tracker, Polyend tracker, and this is my favorite sampling device outta all of them. It has so much hidden depth and cool unique funky ways to process and modulate sounds, both with samples ofc and also LIVE, and you can retrigger via MIDI (u can loop midi back into itself and do live resampling), ho boy its good. Max marco on YouTube showed me what this beast can truly do. Perfect IDM glitchy dnb machine. I also love my two semi modular little synths, the 0-coast and quandrantid swarm

[rainbowgod666]

TLDR

You took two posts to tell someone out there to... actually watch the anime instead of just the funny anime lesbians.

...

...yeah i get it

just saw someone call dunmeshi "a show about sapphic women" i think maybe you don't actually know what dungeon meshi is about

[disneyprincemuke]

of drunk regrets * fem!driver

the morning after vegas

what does one do when you have no recollection of getting married?

pairings: sebastian vettel x fem!driver, logan sargeant x fem!driver, max verstappen x fem!driver, oscar piastri x fem!driver, mick schumacher x fem!driver

notes: hi late update and that’s because i was crocheting the entire day lol

(series masterlist)

she hums turning around, her arm landing on something solid instead of a soft pillow. she opens an eye, flinching back when her eyes land on someone’s clothed back, then groans when nausea slowly hits her.

“who the fuck is this?”

the person next to her hums. they left their head before dropping it back into the pillow. “mm.”

she looks around to the best of her ability, snorting when she realises that amidst all her drunken antics from the night before, they didn’t even end up on the bed. they’re sleeping on the carpeted floor of her hotel room.

she lifts her head, ignoring the nausea hitting her all at once. the bed is empty.

a hand comes up to nurse her head, looking down at the body lying next to her with the blanket draped over their shoulder loosely. she brought somebody back to her hotel room with her? now that’s just a tabloid rumour waiting to blow up in her face when she opens up her phone.

she leans forward, wobbling slightly, as she tries to get a glimpse of their face. her eyes widen, landing a smack on their shoulder with some force. "what the hell are you doing here?"

"don't hit me, i'm trying to sleep."

"mick! you're in my hotel room!"

"what?" blue eyes are exposed to the dim lights of the room, disappearing once more when mick shuts his eyes. "what am i doing here?"

"how would i know?" she sighs, slowly lying back down on the ground. "i don't remember anything."

"we didn't do anything... did we?"

she looks down at herself, surprisingly dressed in her pyjamas without any recollection of even making it back into her hotel room in the first place. "i hope not."

"you hope?" mick cries, shaking his head in dismay. "this is not good."

"give me a second. i need to think," she sighs, pressing the back of her hand to her forehead. "start thinking. do you remember anything from last night?"

mick also sighs, simply shaking his head. he pulls the blanket over his body and snuggles back into his pillow. "no, but wake me up when you've figured it out. i'm really hungover right now, mate."

"really? you don't think i am?"

"i'm sure you are, but– what the hell is this on my finger? when did i get a mood ring?"

"you have a mood ring?" there's a momentary pause. "oh, look. i've got one too. when did i–"

they both sit up hurriedly, hissing in pain as they point at each other with a loud gasp. "no! are you serious? did we really do that? when did we even have the time to do that?"

mick cries. "my mother is going to kill me."

"mine will kill me – i'm barely 21, mick!"

"i'm going to american jail! you're not even legal here!" he rubs his eyes. “i don’t wanna go to jail here!”

she scrambles around for her phone, eyes widening at her notifications.

SUPERMAX you and mick???

RATSELL what's ur ig post about m8?

LOWGAN when u wake up, there's a cup of water and an advil on the bedside for u also, check ur instagram

PASTRY you did the funniest thing last night.

LILLIES thanks for the free pizza wish i could've been there for the actual ceremony though? it's ok, maybe at your next wedding

ALBONO please tell me you didn't

LAW SON i think u may have sent logan over the edge cuz wtf is bro doing in my hotel room ranting to charlotte and i at 5am

MICKEY ur asleep rn i can't sleep when do u think we should renew our vows??? oh no we got married!??!??!

BLYTHE mate u got married without me in attendance??? not saying i'm offended but like seriously?

THE BETTER SARGEANT who u married to? if it's logan istg omg is it mick? i saw ur instagram

LANCE

congrats!!!

if i’d known sooner, i’d have bought you a wedding gift before landing in vegas

i’ll get one before the last race i promise

SEBASTIAN ur very funny, do u know that? text me when ur up, we should talk

MUMMY wowww let me know what wedding gift to get you you grow up so fast, my love

PAPA what is all this ruckus i'm hearing between mum and blythe about you getting married? call me.

KRISTEN (PR) team meeting asap. bring the schumacher.

she glances at mick. "my dad's going to kill you."

mick turns to her, shoulders slumped with his eyes widened in panic. "i really really hope my mother gets to me first." he shakes his head and pats around the ground for his phone. "you know what? i'll just tell her myself."

“don’t bother,” she scoffs, lying back down in the pillow sprawled on the floor. “i vividly remember you calling gina when we were getting pizza that you married me in vegas.”

kristen chews on the inside of her cheek, scanning the group around her. "what is this? i only told you to bring mick."

the girl takes off the sunglasses on her face and sighs. "you think i didn't try telling them off? is this your first time meeting these losers? i– listen, i'm too hungover to tell them off, kristen."

"please let us stay?" max smiles, batting his eyelashes at the older woman. "i promise we'll be quiet. i'm just curious over the events of last night."

"so am i," kristen points out in a soft voice, moving her eyes over the pair seated on the couch on the other side of her table. at that point, they are the least of her concerns. "do you know the pr nightmare you just caused over a couple of drinks? do you have any idea the reckless thing you just did?"

"please don't shout," she says softly, eyes closing. "it was stupid, we know. in my defense–"

"they shouldn't have even let us in the chapel in the first place in that state," mick sighs, shaking his head disapprovingly. “so technically, whose fault is it, really?”

“both of yours for even coming up with the stupid idea in the first place!” logan screams, pointing at them in frustration. “you made a bad decision!”

kristen glances at logan, shooting him a side eye for disrupting her meeting. when logan shrugs, she simply looks back at the married pair her seats. “you’re not even 21! you did this in america too! god!”

“and they shouldn’t have permitted it knowing that i wasn’t 21!” the young girl shrieks, immediately defending herself. this is a hill she is willing to die on. “let’s focus more on the fact that they let two drunk idiots get married instead of the fact that i thought of it.”

“you came up with that idea?” max throws his head back, hissing softly as he shook his head. “why am i not surprised?”

“right? you have to tell her how stupid she is for this,” logan rambles in frustration. “seriously! you couldn’t go one year without making a stupid decision?

she rolls her eyes, glancing at mick from the side of her eyes. he flashes her an apologetic grin and she shrugs with another eye roll in response.

“i mean, you’re an adult. you can do whatever you want, but do you know how legally exhausting the entire process will be from here on out?” max continues, throwing his arms in the air. “knowing you, you won’t like it! there’s a lot of papers to sign!”

“and paper work to read!” logan adds on. “seriously!”

“god, (y/n), how could you be so stu–“

“i came up with the idea,” mick speaks out, turning to max and logan with a small smile. “it’s not her fault, you guys. come on. lay off her a little bit.”

she shoots him a questioning stare. “no, wait–“

mick laughs. “the deal at the pizza place just looked so good. i’m not excusing it because we were drunk, but cut us some slack.”

sebastian, sitting quietly in the corner of the room, finally stands up. he folds his arms over his chest. “it doesn’t matter who came up with the crazy idea to get married in vegas.”

“you’re still not mad?” logan raises an eyebrow. “there’s got to be some part of you that is.”

“how about let me conduct my meeting with my driver in peace? unless you want to take over my job of being her pr officer…” kristen speaks out, looking around the room to shut down any more forms of interruption. she looks back at her. “let me see the marriage certificate.”

“the what?”

“you signed one, didn’t you?“

she scrunches her nose and looks at mick. “did we sign one? i really can’t remember.”

“i don’t,” mick cuts himself off, looking just as clueless, “i literally blacked out last night. i don’t remember anything.”

sebastian beams, standing a little straighter. “i have it right here! look at it, kristen.”

he puts down a piece of paper on the table. the entire room watches the woman read over the paper, lips pressed together.

a small laugh bubbles from her, grabbing the certificate into her hands and bringing it closer to her face. her laugh gets a little louder, sebastian eventually joining her with a hand over his mouth.

“what is so funny?” she sighs, rolling her eyes. “all i can think about is the shopping spree i can’t have this month over the lawyer fees.”

“and the fact that i could end up in american jail for marrying a 20-year-old!”

kristen grins, slamming the certificate down onto the table. “it’s illegitimate.”

“what?”

“oh?”

“surprising turn of events!”

“illegitimate?”

a hand slams into the table, the youngest in the room jumping to her feet. “illegitimate? what about my free pizza? how is that illegitimate? i’m not a schumacher anymore?”

“you changed your name?” oscar pipes up, roaring in laughter, covering his face. this entire ordeal has been very amusing to him.

she turns around sheepishly with a small smile. “i was planning to. how cool would it be to be a schumacher?”

“what the fuck?” logan says to her, bewildered at the thought process. “you’re not married and you’re telling me that’s the only thing you’re concerned about? not being a schumacher in the eye of the law?”

mick giggles, looking up at her with an impressed expression. “schumacher does go along well with your name.”

“i know. should we get married for realsies after this weekend and legally change my name?”

“have you learned nothing from this?” kristen throws her hands into the air. she leans back into her seat, letting out the heaviest sigh of relief as she no longer has to engage with any legal teams. pr wise, it would be easy.

she shrugs, sitting back down into the cushioned seat. “don’t get drunk with mick in vegas.”

“first and last time i’m drinking that much with you,” mick adds on with a snort. though, there’s a small smile playing on his face as he looks at her.

they both know that won’t be the last time they’ll be sending their pr officers into a frenzy. they’re truly a force to be reckoned with.

and, it could have been worse.

“i paid for all the pizzas you ate and threw up last night,” sebastian sighs, shaking his head. “you owe me like $100.”

she nods. “okay, i’ll pay you. still no shopping spree for me this month, i guess.”

mick clicks his tongue, giving her a thumbs up. “i’ll pay him. consider it my wedding gift to you, wife.”

“she’s not your wife,” logan points out with an eye roll. “didn’t even get married in the first place, remember? illegitimate. not even a real certificate. never happened. literally no record of it.”

“i’m curious,” max furrows his eyebrows and lips pouted out. “how did you pull this off to make it seem real, seb?”

“i arrived to their ‘wedding’–“

“not real!”

“logan, cut it out.”

“–before them. i spoke to the receptionist before they arrived; they don’t let drunk people get married. i convinced her to give them the slot anyway just to teach these two a lesson.”

“impressive?” kristen smiles. “you just saved me a lot of paper work.”

“and mick the beating he’d get from her dad if it actually ever happened to go through.”

she smiles, leaning over the arm rest to whisper at mick. she taps him on the shoulder. “we should celebrate with ice cream.”

— bonus

they flood out of the office collectively, the young girl looking down at the mood ring around her ring finger. “we should keep the rings, shouldn’t we, mick? keepsake.”

“to remind you of your bad decision making?” logan questions.

“no, to piss you off.” she turns around and shoves him back gently. “of course, just to keep memory of the one time i was almost a schumacher!”

sebastian tilts his head. “you know you’ll still be you, right? even if you’re legally considered a schumacher? you won’t get his blue eyes.”

“i could,” she hums with a smile. “so, husband. watching the race from my garage tonight like a factory manufactured wag?”

“can’t, wife,” mick sighs. “i work for mercedes.”

“i could get you the second seat if you wanted.”

“you have the power to do that?” she nods. “that’s hot.”

“cut it out, you guys are making max uncomfortable!” oscar grunts, pushing the pair apart.

beside them, max has his fingers plugged into his ears and is humming softly to himself. “it’s not real, it’s not real. they’re not actually married,” he whispers to himself. “and it will never happen.”

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[teewritessmth]

# Instagram Au (21)

(Niko Omilana x f! reader)

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y/n.y/l/n A little BTS of @betasquad 's vid (plus my mayor snuggling and editing)

nikoomilana you said you were gonna get coffee with me :(

---gracieez too late m8 I took her away

---nikoomilana I'm gonna tell Harry Pinero that you're head over heels for him next time you say something this outrageous

---gracieez 😭

faithlouisak pretty girl 😘😘

---y/n.y/l/n u more mama

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nikoomilana she broke the skateboard (I literally don't care) now I'm taking her to jail (my arms)

y/n.y/l/n on the floor on the furniture up until the neighbors hear me

---kingkennytv LOST YOUR WHOLE MIND AND SOUL

---chunkz GO ON BAD GYAL

teewritesmth if a man said that to me I'd FOLD

ajshabeel how y'all go out tonight, we had back to back shoots?

---y/n.y/l/n I have my ways

harrypinero @gracieez I see u

---gracieez HARRY

---harrypinero this the only way we can hide, also call me soon I gotta ask u smth

---nikoomilana good luck grace

---gracieez gotta thank u for this one nik

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y/n.y/ln Y'all know the drill already, @camzandpolaroids got me covered with their sick cameras and amazing editing subscription. Use the link in my bio to get yourself an exclusive 45% off

nikoomilana loved taking pics of you

nikoomilana you are so breathtakingly beautiful

ajshabeel somebody tell niko to calm down in the comment section

tyla I miss you lovie 🥲❤

---y/n.y/l/n calling you right now

---nellarose add me to the call guys

---y/n.y/l/n aight bet bet

nikoomilana may I have the honor of sharing your bed

nikoomilana if life gave me lemons, I'd try to make lemonade for you

nikoomilana please give me a chance

---y/n.y/l/n 😭😭

ohnosharky not niko going rogue in the comments

[99pluto]

'*•.¸♡ Passenger princess♡¸.•*'

Pairing: Jihoon/Woozi x reader

Tags: smut, OS, wrote this because i did a swipe game on tiktok, unedited, boyfriend!Jihoon

Word count: 2.5k

a/n: This ain't good, but Jihoon is a passenger princess tsundere, whom i am never forgiving for being a fake cutie patootie how the f is he so hot ???? Anyways stream Seventeenth Heaven, i'm obsessed with Monster.

─────────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────────────

-"Come on Hoon, i see your friends more than you do, Soonyoung was so excited when I told him we were going.

Your boyfriend just grunts as an answer to your statement. He’s nested himself in the comfortable passenger seat of your BMW M8. The music of your playlist softly playing in the background while you drive in the city by night makes you forget your long day, you just love to drive and your boyfriend doesn’t, you’re basically the perfect match.

-I’m busy working, he mumbles.

-Yeah so am I babe, but I happen to find the time to like, live you know.

He grumbles something inaudible, and you peak at him, he’s wearing a big hoodie but his arms and chest make it look like a regular sized hoodie. He looks damn hot without even trying, he catches you glancing and shoots you one of those smiles, he knows. You swallow back the need to sit on his lap and kiss him passionately while having your hands in his hair, you can’t remember how long it has been since the two of you had plans outside, and indeed, Jihoon had been so busy with work and so did you, you feel like you haven’t had a date in ages.

Before he says anything, you glance back at him and state:

-You’re hot.

He still has that petty smile on his face, and you want to erase it one way or another.

-You’re cute.

His answer shoots some anger in your veins. Cute ? You were wearing the smallest black dress you had found in your closet, your ass was in direct contact with the seat, you looked smoking hot, your boobs and collarbones out, but he said “cute”. Yeah, that was Jihoon, a fucking tease.

You tighten your grip on the steering wheel and press on the gas pedal.

Jihoon holds the door for you to enter the restaurant, you approach the biggest table with fourteen seats. A few whistles greet you.

-Damn [Y/N], leave some for others.

You sit next to Mingyu who complimented you with the sweetest smile, Jihoon sits in front of you, next to Joshua.

-You’re bringing the most beautiful lady of the city to the restaurant and that’s how you show up Jihoon ? Asks Joshua.

Jihoon looks at you with a mysterious glint in his eyes.

-Yeah.

-You’re strong soldier.

-Y’all overdoing it guys, you chuckle.

And the twelve men start speaking all together, arguing in an angry noise that you’re wrong.

You did want to be pretty and hot for your man because you were going out, but you didn’t expect to be the center of the attention for so long and to the whole group.

Luckily the waiter interrupted all of it so you would all order drinks. You ask for sparkling water with a slice of lemon.

-You’re not having some champagne with us [Y/N] ? Asks Mingyu.

Jihoon’s soft voice raises.

-She’s driving.

Mingyu looks at you and you give him a small smile before pointing at your boyfriend.

-Passenger princess.

-As if you’d let me touch your BM-

-Never.

He scoffs, satisfied with your answer, knowing he was right.

There is some tension between you two, you can’t figure out what Jihoon is thinking since your brief conversation in the car.

Mingyu’s arm sits lazily on top of your chair while you sip your water and chat with Joshua and him.

-Hey what’s your perfume ? Is it a new one ? Asks the tall guy next to you, he’s close and towering you although he’s sitting, the height gap is still huge.

-Yeah I bought it last week, Zadig & Voltaire, I thought it was a refreshing smell.

-It is, it really suits you.

He gives you a genuine smile and you feel yourself blush a bit.

-You really are gorgeous tonight [Y/N], if I had known I would have dressed a bit better because you really make us look like fools, compliments Joshua with his chin on his hand.

-Stop it guys you’re going to make me blush, plus you’re talking nonsense, you could dress with a trash bag and still be the hottest guys alive. One day you guys will admit you’re a handsome only group of friends.

Joshua and Mingyu laugh and Mingyu answers.

-Yeah that’s why you fit right in.

You catch the way Jihoon finishes his glass of champagne without his eyes leaving you.

-What’s up with you guys, I’ve never seen you being such flirts.

-Come on, if it’s not us, Jihoon must be telling you all of those things.

You glance back at your boyfriend who looks up at Mingyu.

-By the way, any update on your part Mingyu ? I need to check with Seungcheol too but I’m missing your lyrics for the hip hop unit.

-Ah yeah, I’m nearly done, I’ll send them to you tomorrow, we can soon start recording, I just need to check a few things with Wonwoo.

Jihoon nods and crosses his huge ass arms, you can’t help but stare. He rolled his sleeves and your eyes are glued to his big muscled arms. Your mind goes blank and your thigh press together at the thought of his delicate hands around your throat while he-

You grab Mingyu’s glass and drink half of it at once.

-I need to go to the bathroom.

You stand up quickly without letting anyone time to answer.

You sigh while washing your hands, you were so excited about being with all the boys and your boyfriend tonight but something about the vibe was off for you. Was it Jihoon’s answer to you in the car ? The way he was painfully silent after that ? Were you just being horny and overthinking all of that ? Who knows.

You made your way back to the table and Soonyoung had stolen your seat to talk with Jihoon, he was his usual self, all hype and happy to see his favourite friend. Since your seat was taken, you joined the other part of the group, seating with Seokmin, Junhui and Seungcheol.

Minghao popped his head and just blankly stated the brand of your dress, you nod to him and he give you a wink with a smile.

-My girl got the greatest taste in fashion.

You smile and wink back at him raising Soonyoung’s empty glass to him.

You chat a bit with Junhui and you join Seungcheol’s laughter when Seokmin tells you about some weird encounter on his way to the restaurant. The waiter then comes back for you to order your food and a few minutes later you join your original seat to eat.

Hansol, Joshua, Jihoon and Mingyu are talking about work as you lazily look at your boyfriend being the most talkative he’s been ever since you left the car. Chewing on your pastas you watch Jihoon lean over the table mid-sentence, wipe the pesto off the corner of your lips with his thumb before licking it and continuing what he was saying.

You’re used to this kind of behaviour, sometimes he seems cold but actually he’s caring. He gives you a small wink when Hansol answers him and he smiles at your confused look.

The rest of the dinner goes well, Joshua and Mingyu seem in a hell of a flirty mood and you laugh a lot due to alcohol being heavily involved for them. You’re surprised Jihoon hasn’t said anything about his friends’ behaviour at this point, although they’re his closest friends they’re being heavy on the open flirting literally in front of your boyfriend. After an hour you stopped being caught off guard and you just play along and laugh about it.

-No cuz Jihoon’s so obsessed with masterpieces he had his girl to be one like, is this a kink ? Mingyu asks Joshua.

-I mean man got taste, thanks god he’s working with us.

Joshua uses a serious tone which makes you chuckle.

-Cheers to that.

And that’s how Joshua and Mingyu finish another glass while you’re now laughing, they’re cute and you’re finally having a great time.

-Guys, it was great seeing you again, thanks for tonight, but it’s getting pretty late and [Y/N] is working tomorrow, I’ll see you on Thursday at the studio and tomorrow at the meeting.

Jihoon spoke while slowly getting up. You furrow your brows as you look at him and sigh while the boys complain that it’s too early and they’ve only had seven bottles.

-[Y/N] come on say something you can’t be already leaving !

You shrug and answer Soonyoung.

-Passenger princess here isn’t wrong though.

More complains rise from the table but you’re already gathering your things, you had a good night but you’re still a bit upset with your boyfriend being weird. Mingyu squeezes your forearm and tells you to message the groupchat once safe at home. You smile at him and gives him a peck on the cheek, he returns your smile and you wave goodbye at everyone while two other bottles of alcohol arrive at the table.

Jihoon stops in front of the door and turns to you, he grabs the belt of your coat and closes it, securing your body in the garment. He looks up to meet your eyes and speaks softly.

-It’s gotten real cold, come on.

And he opens the door for you.

You blankly stare at the road, not really knowing what’s going on with Jihoon, so after five minute into a silent drive you give him a quick glance.

-What is it?

His elbow against the passenger’s door and his chin resting on his fist he turns his gaze to you.

-What ?

-What’s with you tonight ? Did you really don’t want to meet them ?

You pause.

-At some point I thought you were enjoying yourself, why are you being weird ?

He just stares at you, you can feel his gaze from the corner of your eye.  After a few seconds you turn your head to see his face.

-What ?

You’re completely lost.

-You’re asking me what is going on ?

He seems serious, you nod.

-Yeah…

He sighs.

-[Y/N] you dragged me out of home looking like the tastiest snack ever without even giving me the chance to taste that snack and I had to try and not fuck you in your car in front of that restaurant.

Your foot unconsciously lifts from the gas pedal as you hear him speak.

-You should have.

You finally say when stopping at a traffic light, then turn your face to look at him.

-Fuck I can’t with you anymore.

He gently pulls your face closer and gives you the slowest yet sloppiest kiss ever. You feel that familiar heat between your thighs and notice the light is green once he breaks the kiss.

You giggle and bite your lips. He was upset because he was horny all this time ? The same glint in his eyes, he stares at you and hums in frustration while grabbing your thigh and squeezing it. This enables you to press a bit more on the gas pedal.

Once your car parked and the garage closed, Jihoon storms out of the car and joins you, desperately throwing himself at you and your lips, you moan in his embrace and feel his hard cock through his jeans against your hips.

-How the fuck did you think that dress was a good idea.

It’s not even a question, he’s out of breath and speaking fast not to break contact with your lips and tongue for too long. Your hands grasping his hair you lean your back against the car behind you and lift your right leg against his hip.

-I was hoping you’d like it, you whisper while he’s busy making out with your neck.

He grabs you by the hand and makes you sit on the black hood of your BMW.

-You’re a witch.

You grab his hair as he leans on his forearms, lifting your dress over your hips, he kisses your cunt through your humid underwear.

-Spell it with your tongue.

He swiftly pushes your panties to the side and does as you requested. His warm tongue feels so good against you and a small moan escapes your throat.

-Enough.

You try and push him away, you want to play with him too. He groans and lifts himself up to meet your face and kiss you again, you can taste yourself on his lips.

Hopping down from the hood, you push him against it and undo his belt, his dick making his boxers ridiculously small. You kneel and look up at him, enjoying the way he is so expecting but patiently waiting for you to do things at your pace.

-[Y/N] you’ll be the death of me.

You finally free his shaft and give a small lick on the head, making he hiss.

-Don’t ever give me the tsundere treatment again Lee Jihoon.

And you take him in your mouth. You start bobbing your head and he places his hand on your head, another moan escapes you, making your throat vibrate around his cock. A gasp escapes him, you look up at his face, his mouth open his taking in the view of the hottest woman ever having his dick in her mouth.

-Fucking hell who sent you on Earth, you’re so perfect.

You can feel your wetness spread to your thighs, that’s when he pulls your hair to stop you.

-Stop, get up.

You get up and he lifts you again on the hood of the car, you immediately take off your panties, which makes him smile.

-Good girl.

He leans on his left hand and steals a kiss before grabbing your hips with his right one to have them closer to his. Your legs spread around him, he aligns himself and takes in the view of your pussy begging to be filled.

-Mine.

He says as he slams into you, making you scream in surprise.

-Fucking mine.

He starts mercilessly pounding into you, the rougher he gets the more you call his name, as if to bring you back down to Earth because he’s sending you to heaven with each thrust he makes.

You’re whimpering and trying not to collapse, your arms are weak and trying to support you through being angrily fucked by your boyfriend.

-[Y/N] I’m close.

After a few seconds and slower but harder ins and outs, he lets out a loud groan calling your name as you feel his cum flooding your insides.

You’re both out of breath, still deep inside you he kisses you passionately and you chuckle.

-Feeling better ?

You ask with a tender smile.

He grabs you by the ass and carries you out of the garage.

-No, I need to fuck the idea to wear that dress again out of you.

-Why is that ?

You giggle, his palms on your cheeks and you arms locked behind his neck.

-I won’t survive another night with Mingyu and Joshua verbally making out with you, he groans.

You kick the air with your feet amused by his jealousy.

-And get your car washed tomorrow, your ass is printed on your baby’s hood."

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[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

IM SCREECHINGGG FOR THIS WEEKS PROMPT augh gowd i wish i had any good ideas but nothins poppin up 😭😂 i feel like ill be back in a month like GUYS IMHERE I GOT IT WAIT jggdjlhf

but umm here little prompt if you wan it: ranking m6 most to least likely to sit through a movie actually paying attention and not talking n doing other stuff? i have no idea why i feel like nadia of all people would be the one asking those most obvious questions that are going to get answered in literally 10 seconds if you just keep watching like "oh why are they doing that? whos that guy?" babe i know exactly as much as you at the moment please just- please

julian keeps googling the actors names that he cant remember. murio just sits there and you cant tell if hes enjoying it or zoned out to think about other stuff lmao idk but. i feel like theres a possibility he wouldnt even. like movies as a concept that much. i think people like that exist kghdgj

hope ur doin okay!!! you really posted that break announcement and then just kept hustlin huh xD lobe you m8 💘💕💘💓🌈��

The Arcana HCs: M6's bad habits at the movies

~ xD the grind never stops, friend! ~

Julian: googling the movie so he can figure out which actor he knows he recognizes. MC, look at this delicious picture of them. oh, look what else they've been in! MC, can we watch that one next?

Asra: keeps accidentally spoiling any and all of the plot twists by guessing at them with annoying accuracy. don't watch anything with them unless you've already seen it or you're not doing it for the plot

Nadia: keeps asking questions that are obviously not supposed to have answers yet. who's the murderer, Nadia? we don't know yet. it's a murder mystery. not knowing is the point, we're five minutes in -

Muriel: zoning out completely and then getting startled when you react to something in the movie. are you okay? why are you crying? the main character died? ... who was the main character again?

Portia: constant running commentary on any and all social dynamics. that restaurant patron we saw for all of five seconds is definitely gay for the bartender next door. no we didn't see them meet but still

Lucio: keeps comparing himself to the main characters. yeah that guy's a good singer, but he's better. that guy's strong, but he's stronger. that girl's good at makeup, but have you seen his eyeliner?!

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Neurodivergent!Hobie Brown Headcanons - Hobie Brown having AuDHD

Hobie Brown has AuDHD (Autism & ADHD) because I have AuDHD and I love him and want him to have AuDHD :) i was reminded of this and this is mostly me projecting so uhhh...here

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Love the idea of Hobie Brown having ADHD and autism

Like his attention is shit. And he doesn't care.

He's always working or tinkering or planning away at something, writing some song, but he's never doing what 'he's supposed to do'.

He's Hobie - he's going to do whatever he wants to do and whatever strikes his fancy.

It's the ADHD. He procrastinates, and if you tell him to do something - yeah, he's not doing that

but when he needs to get something done he gets it done. ALWAYS. Somehow.

Miguel is asking for mission reports and he's like 'piss off m8'. He gets it done when he needs to don't ask questions

Super truthful. He doesn't see the point in lying. He's never mean about it, but he never hides the truth.

Stims a lot.

Always fidgeting with something. Doesn't carry stim toys cause he always loses them - fiddles with anything his hands come across instead

Chews on pens when he's trying to think or write a song

Fiddles with his piercings and lip ring a lot

Constantly losing his guitar pick, gets pissed off and can't find it even though it's right in front of him

He has ADHD-combined so sometimes he's pacing back and forth and other times he's just zoned the fuck out daydreaming

DOODLES on everything.

STICKERS everywhere.

Doesn't mask AT ALLLL

If he doesn't understand a joke he will ask - especially if he can tell it's meanspirited

Sleep schedule is wrecked. He hates the AM - and gets up at like 4pm. he's up at 2am playing electric guitar on the loudest volume and drinking a coffee at 8am before going to bed

Bounces his leg really really hard then tells people to piss off when they demand he stops

VERBAL STIMS. OH MY GOD

CONSTANTLY repeating song lyrics, even random ones. Repeats them to himself while pacing as a way to relax

Stims on his guitar, plays the same chord over and over and over.

The chords of 'Immigrant Song' - by Led Zeppelin is a popular choice of his

Gwen stims by tapping and drumming on things so they can be sitting there and play-stimming a song without even noticing

Doesn't follow rules he doesn't understand or thinks are unreasonable

Will argue with someone over it when confronted and tell them exactly why their rule makes no sense

He'll 'talk back' to authority and someone will be like 'Hobie you can't say that!!!' and he will genuinely be like 'why???'

Used to get put in 'time out' A LOT. Big 'problem child', always talking in class, wandering off, etc

Light sensitive.

His room dark as fuck boooooyyyy

Black out curtains, no clothes in the drawers, 12,000 unattended water bottles everywhere

NEVER makes the bed but has other cleaning routines he HAS to do

loves planning shit, planned out all of ASTV in detail, keeps really detailed notes of stuff

but his handwriting only makes sense to him

remembers everything about his friends but doesn't know what day it is

Time Blind as FUCKKKKKKK. So hard to get a hold of him or get him to text back.

You see him when you see him - either he's early or he's late as hell.

Says 'five minutes' but gets distracted or severely underestimates the time.

Special interest is his records and they mean a lot to him

Knows everything there is to know about every album he owns, takes really good care of them and his player - the only thing he'll spend money on

Very creative, has many creative projects he starts and stops and never really completes

10,000 half finished patches and prototypes

But he's really talented and handy because of it

Like he knows random ass statements in dozens of languages cause he memorizes the weirdest stuff and sometimes run into situations where he really needs it

Like the first time they go to Mumbattan looking for Pavi Gwen is like "ugh how are we gonna ask people 'have you seen this boy' in Marathi?" and Hobie is like "i got this" and she's like "Bro HOW"

REAL ASS AUDHD EXPERIENCE: Being able to memorize copious amounts of information about things that don't matter at all

Hobie has so many facts inside of him that he just drops so casually

And people are like how are you so smart

and of course he's like 'i was smart this whole time'

People think he's rude or an idiot because he doesn't make eye contact or doesn't face people when spoken to

but he's not at all, and he's very good at picking up little details

Dry but hilarious sense of humor that takes seven layers of irony and 3 years of context to even process

Probably has one completely left-field unrelated hyperfixation that catches people off guard. Is completely unashamed about it

When he's overstimulated he gets very irritated and snappy and fidgety -

Has to leave the room immediately - will stop everything and just get up and head straight to the door

If he can't leave he'll start covering his ears or put his head down against a table

Has loss of speech episodes sometimes, but not only when stressed. Lots of times it happens while relaxed or really deep in thought/daydream. His closest friends can understand him perfectly fine, and can tell when he's just chilling vs when he needs support

Will stand up in a 'quiet' room and say "what's that noise??" cause he can hear electric buzzing and it's pisses him off

He still blasts his music loud as hell in his headphones

Puts something into one of his many pockets then immediately begins to look for where he put said thing

Always pulling stuff out of his pockets, looking slightly impressed but confused as to how it got there, or how long it's been there

Has the weirdest palette. Weird ass food combos. The type of guy to put one sauce on everything

Probably eats beans on toast like twice a day

His comfort food is a Gregg's Sausage Roll from a very specific branch in East London, others taste a bit off to him and he can tell if it's not the right one. He'll still eat it, but he can tell it's not right

Most of these are SUCH a projection but I love him so so so much ok bye bye

[shaanks]

Hii! How are you? I wanted to ask if you could share some of your personal headcanons about shanks, i love that man soo much and i feel that i found my people on your blog

Awwww man hello!!! M8 first and foremost thank you so much for this message, this is gonna sustain me for literally ever probably. I love Shanks so dearly too, he's so easy to adore it's crazy ; u ; I'm so honored that you feel like you've found community here I'm just rambling about him and reblogging people that do words better than I do ; uuuuu ;

Here are some thoughts!!! They're not in any like particular order, just me tryin to retrieve something actually coherent out of the centrifuge I have him in in my mind lmfaoooo. I'm gonna put it under a readmore after the second one bc it got a lil long.

I think this one is pretty popular but it's also really important to me, but I do think that man is the sweetest, sappiest loverboy to ever be. He's so affectionate and indulgent and if he's in love with you, he's all-in 1000000% in love with you, really revels in everything you are separately and everything you've made together.

I think he's really, REALLY good at things. Cards, guitar before he lost his arm, honestly I think he is gifted and burdened with being able to pick up and become proficient with anything he takes any great interest in. That's fun for him to a degree, and would have made childhood REALLY fun, but he's sort of learned that it's hard to have fun with people and enjoy card games and whatnot if he wins every time and dominates the board. So he kicks his feet back and cheats casually and poorly at cards and plays slight of hand tricks and acts like a dork because he WANTS to have fun with his crew and his friends and the people he cares for. He's come to value losing for a joke and a laugh over winning just for the sake of it.

I think he pays a lot more attention to things than he gets credit for, and is a lot more emotionally aware and intelligent than he gives the impression of being. Part of how Shanks operates is in this kind of carefree ambient role, even in situations he feels a great deal of investment in. He'll stand back, and act silly, and play a little scatterbrained and flighty because it's a lot safer for everyone if that's how he acts. Plus, I think he's had to spend so much time sublimating his own personal wants and needs that he sort of lets situations dictate how much of his real feelings and vulnerabilities get involved. There's just too much at stake to act without careful consideration and responsibility, at least that's how he seems to me.

I think he's pretty decently well-read, though I think this one's pretty against the grain for popular fanon with him lmfao. He's a Yonko, and he's chosen the like kingmaker/steward/diplomat route as such. He has to travel around, he diffuses situations, he has to be able to communicate with people and understand the situations he's walking into, so like. I do think he has some understanding of philosophy and history (given his travels with Roger probably to a degree that'd likely be forbidden if it was well-known about), I think he knows several languages, I think he's able to keep conversation and find common ground through things like music and literature and things like that.

Steering back into less like somber-serious waters I also think he's soooooooooooooooooooo clingy (affectionate). Definitely with his significant other but platonically too, I think he drapes his lanky body all over people and rolls around and lays in laps and wants scritches, he's very affectionate and he loves affection in return!!!

Okay I'm gonna stop here for now, I could ramble about that man for literally ever. I have no idea if this is what you were asking for but if not, lemme know and I can answer from a different direction!!

[chelemlem]

Landoscar flatmates au ? For the au prompts!

OH HELLO. ok this is more neighbours au than flatmates but !

lando moves into his first london apartment trying to get his new streaming company off the ground. it's Not a nice place exactly. the stairwell is a fire hazard and there are water stains wrapped around the smaller-than-he's-used-to kitchen and he's pretty sure his downstairs neighbours are serial killers with the odd hours they keep & passive aggressive notes they leave around (wdym "kindly refrain from yelling when ppl are trying to sleep" who goes to bed at 7pm m8? but ok FINE he can schedule his cod streams for earlier in the day 🙄)

but that's what you get for wanting to "make it on ur own". so to speak

one sultry summer afternoon his doorbell rings and oh worm? it's the fabled downstairs neighbour who he's never met before. he's got floppy hair and bags under his eyes and apparently he's going to be late on rent this month bc he lost his second job. internally lando's like uh ok sure? what's that got to do with me but then Floppy Hair gives him a slow once-over and says: "or i could maybe. blow you?"

and that's??? fuck, why not. the guy's fit. what the hell

he figures out what that was all about later: oscar the downstairs bloke thinks LANDO owns the apartment bc he coincidentally shares a last name with their landlord ?

which brings up like: The Ethical Conundrum. on one hand: honesty, yeah? but lando's morals are fluid at the best of times and tbh the convenience of having dick that good only a floor down is nothing to sneeze at‼️ besides, between his delivery job and engineering coursework, oscar seems to have enough on his plate without adding apartment-hunting to the mix. it's win-win, really? what oscar doesn't know won't hurt him. lando can cover his share

cue 3-5 months of some of the best sex lando's ever had, partly for the normal reasons and partly bc of how Down oscar is to try all the weird kinky shit lando is into (which he chalks up to the fact that in oscar's mind he's essentially selling his body for shelter...... insert vague guilt)

and the problem is lando's growing fond of oscar's like dry sense of humor and his surprisingly good cooking (when he's got the time) and ends up doing all sorts of throat-constrictingly domestic stuff like dropping oscar off at class and ordering extra groceries for him and one day when they're sat in oscar's apartment waiting for the kettle (a shmancy new one lando bought) to boil, oscar jokes "oh am i officially a sugar baby now... a rentboy if u will" lando has a mild (read: severe) crisis about it and just. blurts out the truth

oscar's quiet for a bit. and then he's like: yeah i know

and hi what? the? fuck? but oscar's like uh so i ran into our real landlord a couple of weeks after we started shagging and i know i should have said something when u began paying a third of my rent but. shrugs. i looked u up and it seems like you can afford it (pure electric advert). also i... like hanging out with you. i like cooking for you. i like having sex and enough free time to sleep. i wanna keep doing it if you... (he's blushing now) don't mind

and lando's lowkey like youuu son of a bitch but he recognises he doesn't have a leg to stand on and hey does this mean oscar can actually spend nights at his place instead of walking back to his own apartment ? cut to future oscar cameoing in the background of lando's streams as Anonymous Boyfriend and maxf being like why the hell do you still have him saved in ur phone as "rentboy 💕"

[31nightshade]

Au: alt school also known as Heaven’s Not Close in a Place Like This on ao3 written by @insanitybl00m and betaed by me lol. This au is my baby it's been around since May last year and also if you liked Tales From Under The Wisteria Tree I am sure you will like this too even though it is to separate genres.

Arc: college

CANON??? Who knows maybe.

Phil is sitting in his childhood room of almost overwhelming whites, and pale yellows with an accent of blue, trying to focus on his studies he has an architect exam coming up soon but the only thing he can focus on is Missa. He tries to focus back on his paper but his phone catches his eye one too many times.

So Finally, he subcomes his worries and texts Missa.

Phil: hay you alr I wanted to check in it's been a minute since you last texted me.

Missa: yeah man I am good you know how it is exams and stuff. (⁠・⁠_⁠・⁠;⁠)

Phil: b******* what's up because we both know you don't have exams until next month.

Missa: ...

Missa:

Missa: ...

Phil intensely stared at those three dots waiting for Missa to answer.

Missa: i don't know any more man I miss home I miss you I want to hang out, and I am scared you hate me for leaving and i-

Phil was taken back by the confession not fully grasping how to respond.

Phil: one let's plan a meet up, two I don't think I can hate you missa you are my best friend and I -

Phil deleted the last part he can't tell missa he loves him that's weird.

Missa: yeah we should thanks man that really helped.

Missa: are you free next Saturday?

Phil: for you absolutely m8.

[captainlondonman]

The Making of a Skin

Olly had been flipping thro’ the dating apps recently and most of the guys he had teamed up were boring. Ok for a quick sex session but once he had cum he was ready to get back. Grindr was fine but he felt he was getting nowhere with any real excitement. One of his hook ups had suggested a new App which the guy had said he had looked at but the guys all looked a bit rough and not for him. Olly made sure he got the App name before leaving. The fuck had been lousy so no wonder the bloke was not interested in anything different.

Might as well give it a try. He was feeling a bit horny and in need of something different so he opened the App, subscribed and started flicking through.

 Shit the guy was right, there was a lot of leather and rubber with bulky guys, most seemed to smoke cigars and have walrus whiskers. Not for me, Olly said. He was about to flick again when a guy caught his notice. It was just the face but he had a shaved head, clean shaven and looked mean. Nothing about him but he lived nearby. Olly pressed the button and immediately had a response.

‘You up for it?’

‘Yup’ Olly replied

‘You lookin’ for sumthing different?’

‘Yup’

‘OK M8 get yourself around’

The guy sent his address

‘Get round now, got it?’

 Olly liked the way the guy sounded demanding. This should be different he thought, rubbing his crotch and feeling his bulge grow.

Olly took only ten minutes to get to the address, a council block of flats in an area he would normally not go to. Thankfully there seemed no one around and anyway he made sure to park his car away. The guy had told him which block and to press 18. Olly did as told and heard a rough voice saying

‘2nd floor you can walk up. Lift off’

Not sure what to expect Olly walked up the two flights and saw that one of the two doors were open.

‘Hullo’, he shouted meekly

‘Come in and shut the door mate’

 Standing in the hall was not just a guy with a shaved head but a Skin, in 20 hole black DMs with yellow socks, bleachers, yellow braces and a Black Fred Perry shirt. He had been working out and showed bulging muscles which were covered in tattoos.

‘Never seen a fucking Skin before? You saw my face so you should have it worked out. So now’s you’re here better have lager. I fucking need one and a  Marlbro. He went into the kitchen and came back with an open can and handed it to Olly.

‘Come in and sit down’.

‘I don’t usually drink lager’, Olly said

Skin muttered, ‘well that’s about to fucking change.’

‘Sorry what did you say?’

‘Nuthin’

‘Want a fag mate?’

‘No I don’t smoke’

‘Fuck, you soon will’, Skin muttered

‘Well drink up mate. So what’s you wantin’. Looking for some quick sex and then off is that it?’

‘I saw your photo and it looked interesting’

‘Interesting? What the fuck does that mean.’

‘Dunno know just that’

‘Well drink up mate and make the most of yer lager.’

 Not sure what to do Olly quickly drank his can. Feeling a bit scared he took in the Skin sitting opposite with his legs apart his booted feet firmly on the floor and he could see a good sized bulge in his bleachers. Scared or not Olly could feel his cock starting to stiffen Suddenly he could feel himself becoming drowsy, his vision becoming blurred and all he wanted to do was sleep.

‘Sooory I’m feeling a bit tired, perhaps I’d better go home’, that was all he said before he slumped back on the chair, letting his empty can drop to the floor.

  Olly felt cold, he could not move and something was around his face. He needed time to think. Where was he? As his vision came back he realised that he was stark naked and in a bath, his ankles were roped together and his hands were tied behind his back. Something leather was strapped around his head and in the centre was a leather ball inside his mouth . he could not speak and almost felt like choking. He started to panic.

Suddenly he heard

‘Stop being such a fucking baby and man up.’ The Skin leant over Olly and spat a huge gob between his eyes and then taking his hand rubbed it all over his face taking a lump of spit and forcing his finger around the leather ball gag

The Skin was standing in front of him, legs apart with a can of lager in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

‘Time to get going Boi’

With that he bent over Olly drawing in the smoke and blowing out into his face. Olly wanted to cough but the leather ball prevented him..

‘Fucking inhale dumb boy’

Skin continued blowing the smoke into Olly’s face until Olly had to take in the smell and fumes.

‘That’s it Boi, you soon luv it’

Once he stubbed out the ciggie, he opened the can and with his other hand undid the gag.

‘No fucking noise from you boy’

And with that he grabbed Olly’s hair, pushed his head back and started pouring the lager down his throat.

‘Fuckin swallow Boi.’

Olly gurgled and started to swallow mouthful after mouthful until the can was empty.

‘I need to pee, please’ he murmured

‘Why do you think you’re in the fucking bath. Go on let me see ya piss’.

Without waiting Olly peed himself, his piss running down the bath

‘Tell you what Boi, I need to piss myself as well.’

Skin unbuttoned his bleachers and yanked out his meaty cock.

‘Take this Boi ‘,and with that sprayed a river of piss over Olly

He lit up another ciggie and started over blowing the smoke straight into Olly’s face.

‘Fucking inhale boi. Let me see you cause youll be smoking yerself soon.’

Once he had finished he took the shower hose and washed down Olly and all the piss in cold water.

‘There you are Boi,’ he said putting the gag back in.

‘Every hour I’ll be back and you’ll get a lager and ciggie smoke. Got it?’

Throughout the day Skin came back with another can and rammed the lager down Olly;’s throat. By the end of the day he almost looked forwards to the taste of the lager as well as the way he was forced to swallow. Even when the smoke was blown into his face he found himself inhaling more and more. When the last can was given he asked

‘Can I have my own cigarette please?’

‘Look Boi, forget all this bloody poncy language. It’s a fucking ciggie got I and I want to hear the word Fuck being used all the time got it?’

‘All that fuckin lager sure make you piss yerself judging by that stream Boi. Makes me want to piss.’ Again he undid his buttons and pulled out his cock . This time he grabbed Ollys head and pulled off the gag

‘Time to drink something else Boi.’

Skin leaned over the bath and with his cocked aimed directly into Olly’s mouth. ‘Ive been fucking drinking all day mate so there plenty coming and your takin it all.’

With that he let out a heavy stream of piss into Olly’s mouth who was unable to take all as it started running down his face.

Seeing Skin’s cock right in front of his face and tasting the acid piss started making him happy, and he could feel his cock lengthening.

‘Christ Boi, yer luving this. Look at yer fuckin cock. Not a bad size Boi. That’s what I wanna see. This is just the start. Boi I’ll make a skin man out of you yet.

Skin buttoned himself up and went out coming back with electric clippers, shaving foam and a razor.

‘Time to get rid of all that fuckin hair Boi. No bloke of mine has hair. Yer best shaved. Be a man, a skin man’

With that Skin set to work and within the hour he had flushed all Olly’s hair down the bath and in place was a gleaming scalp.

‘That’s a fucking great head you’ve got now. Makes you look so much better You can stay tied up tonight and we’ll see what tomorrow brings. But you deserve a treat eh’

He undid the gag briefly and poured another can of lager down Oll’s throat and then lit up a cigarette.

‘Time for your first proper one Boi. I’ll hold and you puff. I wanna see you fucking inhale big time got it?’

Olly by now  was desperate for his fag and knew instinctively how to inhale. There was no coughing after all the smoke he had taken in during the day. He took in puff after puff emitting cloud of smoke.

‘Well done Boi, yer on yer way.

I’ll see you later OK?’

After an hour Olly heard the front door bell ring and heard Skin exchange a few words with another male voice.

The door opened and in walked The Skin with a replica but the guy had a rubber T shirt on , Fred Perry style. His arms and head were covered in tattoos. Olly could hardly make out all the patterns but he was able to note the St George’s flag, a skull, a clenched fist with centre finger upright, the Nazi emblem and writing that looked vaguely German. He was all muscle, his rubber T shirt tight against his 6 pack but it wasn’t just the T shirt that was tight. His bleachers showed what looked liked a truncheon down one side, thick and semi hard.

‘So this is yer Boi? Not bad. What do you want done?’ he said opening his bag

‘We’ll start light mate. Gie him an Iron Cross on his shoulder, then S-K-I-N across both knuckles and on the back of his neck in big letters F-U-C-K. Let’s get to work.’

 Olly suddenly realised what was about to happen and started to struggle in his bondage.

 ‘Stop fucking moving Boi,’ he growled and then took his hand and slapped Olly hard across the face. ‘Much more of that and I’ll have your whole fucking body covered.’

Again Olly struggled.

‘Take that you fucking wimp,’ again his hand smacked the side of Olly’s face.

Shit it stung. Olly decided it was best to stay quiet.

The Skin undid the ties and hauled Olly out of the bath, taking his hand across Olly’s arse. ‘Any moaning and moving from you Boi and I’ll take my paddle across that bum of yours’

 Olly sat on the chair obediently and the Tat man took out his tools and started his work. Olly bit into his gag to stop any moaning. The guy started on his neck and then took his hands and on each one formed SKIn on each. Finally as he started on the shoulder The Tat man was standing in front of him close to his body and he could feel the guys bleachers rubbing against him. Not just his bleachers but he could feel the outline of his cock and as it lightly rubbed against so he could feel it lengthening. It did feel like a truncheon. Olly started to move  his arm into towards the dick so the guy knew and clearly he was loving it.

The Skin saw

‘What the fuck is going on with the two of you. Boi that dick of yours is suddenly fucking hard. You enjoying yer tats?’

The Tat man turned round to face The Skin.

‘I think its my fucking dick he likes.’

‘Shit man, you getting turned on doing my Boi. Christ that’s some bit of meat you got there,’ he said starting to rub his own crotch ‘Think its time we had a bit of action and see how Boi performs eh?’

The Skin put his hand out and slid it down the length of the Tat man’s cock then took a hard clench, rubbing his own cock at the same time.

‘Fuck that’s a real dick man. I thought mine was big but shit that’s huge. Time you got that out’

Both skins opened their flies and forced out their cocks, both rock hard and both standing in front of Ollys face. The Skin had a good 8 incher with a gleaming head already showing some precum, but the Tat man must have had 10 inches and thick. Olly could not believe having two dicks belonging to Skins like this right in front of his face

‘He’s my Boi so I’ll go first and then he can take you after his throat’s widened’

 The Skin put both hands around Olly’s head and guided him to his cock. As he did so Tat man spat a gob onto his cock and started sliding his hands slowly up and down his shaft.

‘Fucking open wide Boi you’re taking all my cock right down the back of yer fucking throat ‘

Olly choked as The Skins cock was forced into his mouth.

‘Fuckin breathe properly so you can take this. Just remember yer next cock is even bigger’

With his hands around Olly’s head he started ramming his cock deeper and deeper into Olly’s mouth. Olly let more and more spit onto the shaft to make it easier.

‘That’s it Boi you’ve got the hang. Take it’

This is what Olly wanted, skin prick. He didn’t need The Skin to force his head he was doing it because he wanted. Now he wanted the bigger cock in his mouth

‘I’ll fucking come in a minute. You’re bloody great Boi,’ he said taking his dick out ‘let me see you take his dick in yer mouth’

The Tat man moved in. I can see you’re going to love this Boi. Shit you’re a real sucker.

He also put his hands around Olly’s neck and directed his cock but knowing the size was gentle allowing Olly to open his mouth wide enough to take the diameter.

Taking the cock more slowly turned the Tat man on, even more feeling Olly’s throat expand to take it all. OIly wanted every inch of his dick and slurped down the shaft and as the Tat man clenched his arse feeling his cock throbbing so the skin put his hand between his crack and started rubbing his cheeks.

‘Christ that arse of yours is loving the face fuck mate.  One day I’d love to give you a real fuck. Shit you’ve a mighty pair of cheeks.’

The Skin was now even more horny and worked up, wanking and watching Tat’s mans cock inch down more and more while rubbing the arse.

‘Fucking great eh. Right Boi time for your first load of cum. Grab your own dick and we’ll all come together right’

Olly already had his hand around his cock. He was ready to explode after two cocks in his mouth.

‘Don’t know about you mate but this Boi has me ready to fill his mouth with my cum.’

‘Fuck I’m ready when you are,’ the Skin said as he was now wanking hard.

‘You ready Boi. Lets go’

With that all three erupted their load of cum. The Skin spurted his load over Boi’s face as the Tat man let rip down the back of Olly’s throat, so much it was oozing out of his mouth and down his chin. Olly exploded his pent up cum all over the floor. It was like a fucking avalanche of cum from all three.

‘Fucking hell man, next time I do a tat I’ll bloody well make sure I rub me dick against the bloke. Not sure they’ll give such a great blowjob. Well done Boi.’.

The Tat man stuffed his cock back down his bleachers allowing some of the left over cum to drip through his bleachers.

‘Might as well let the blokes see what I’ve been doing eh?’

He picked up his tools to go

‘When he’s ready for the next set of tats let me know. I’ll be back like a bloody shot and I’ll want a blowjob before and after I do them.’

After he went out The Skin said

‘Well done Boi, you sure took the full length of his dick. Never thought you’d get that monster down yer throat. Sure made me so fucking horny. Here’s a can for you. You deserve it.’

‘Can I have a cigarette as well.’

‘Can I have a cigarette as well,’ he mimicked. ‘You can have a fucking ciggie when you ask. I wanna hear skin talk from now on or else I’ll bloody well slap you again, got it?’

‘Can I have a fucking ciggie mate?’

‘That’s better and glad you now know ciggies are for us skins.’

Olly drew on his fag savouring every long puff

‘Right next stage Boi, need to get you dressed, get next door I have everything laid out for you.’

Laid out neatly was a MA 1 green jacket, a Fred Perry T shirt white with black stripes at the collar, black braces, bleachers long white socks and black 20 hole DMs with white laces.

‘Time to get yer gear on, you need to look like a fucking skin but first come here. Olly stood in front of the Skin who put a thick metal linked chain around his neck and secured the padlock.

‘Know what that’s for?’

‘Fucking no’

‘It tells everyone you’re mine and only I can unlock you. Looks good on you and better when you have my gear on you. Its my gear so you are definitely mine , all mine.’

 Olly could not believe his luck. All this gear was for him to wear and better still it belonged to his master As he lifted up the T shirt, Skin said

‘That’s right smell it first. Yup its me you smell so you’ve my smell against your body.’

Next he put on the bleachers. They were tight but the right size and he could feel his cock start to swell as he forced his dick down one side. He put it down the same side at The Skin as he could see piss marks

‘Thought this would fucking turn you on Boi. Any skin gets off when he’s in full gear’

The Skin picked up the socks and rammed them into Olly’s face.

That’s it, smell these stinking socks,’ as he rubbed them across his mouth. ‘Not washed for months Boi.’

They were rancid but Olly was getting off on them, his cock getting bigger

He put the socks on and then the boots. Instinctively he knew how to lace them, then the braces which he let hang down at the back and finally the bomber jacket.

‘Shit Boi you look fucking great. I made the right choice with you. How do you feel?’

‘Just look at me fuckin big cock. Fucking right, Skin.’

‘That’s me boy. You talk skin now, that’s because you are one. There’s a mirror over there. Take a look.’

Olly could not believe it, gone was that pussy boy. He was looking at a skin, a mean skin and shit that cock of his had never looked bigger stretching down his bleacher leg.

‘I need a fucking ciggie looking  at me.’

‘You can have one as we go out. Now’s the final bit’

Take this and follow me.

He handed Olly a baseball bat and pushed him out the door. As they stepped out into the street they both lit up. People started moving aside as they walked up the road several people looking at Olly’s large crotch. He could not keep his erection down. He felt brill.

‘What you’s fucking looking at.’ He shouted at people ‘Never seen a hard skin before.’ As he waved the bat towards them.

The Skin smiled. ‘Yup he’s my Boi.’

They stubbed out their ciggies and turned into a deserted warehouse. The Skin found an unlocked door and shoved it open letting both of them in.

‘Right Boi this is all yours. Do what you want.’

Something triggered in Olly’s head and he knew what he wanted to do. His cock was rammed hard, he knew he looked a tough skin, being so horny had made him feel full of skin aggro.

‘Oi Oi I’m a fucking skin, no one gets in my way or else they’re meat.’ and with that he took the bat and swung it breaking up everything in sight screaming

‘Fuck the lot of them Fuck, Fuck. Life is for us skins, we rule no one gets in a skin s way.’ Glass was smashed, boxes broken as he wielded the bat.

The Skin watched feeling more and more horny watching his Boi.

‘Shit me’s cock ready for that arse of his, Im so fucking ready to unload in him.’ His cock was rigid down his bleachers and he could not keep it contained any longer, lifting its full length out to show a gleaming head with precum.

Olly was loving the damage he was making and his cock was as hard getting off on the aggro and anger. A damp patch was appearing on his bleachers exactly where is cock head was

‘Get the fuck over here Boi, im waiting’

That was a command thought Olly and seeing the Skin’s thick erect dick he knew what was going to happen and he was gagging for it.

He put down the bat and walked over, the Skin grabbing him and putting his right arm firmly around Olly’s Neck

Suddenly Olly felt a zip goung down at his arse.

‘Fuck mate you’ve got a rear zip on me bleachers.’

‘They’re my bleachers and yes how do you think I’m going to fuck you in your gear. Now shove that arse of your out towards me.’

The Skin dropped a large gob of spit onto his dick and rubbed it down the shaft. Need to give a bit of lube so you can take my full length Boi’

With his left hand he guided his cock into Olly’s arse. Olly could feel his crack being opened and his hole being forced to take the prick. As soon as he felt the head he started moving his arse back into Skin to take the length.

‘That it mate, I fucking ready for your dick so start fucking me’

‘Don’t fucking worry Boi I will. Get you own dick out, I wanna see you shoot as my cum goes up yer bum.’

‘Eh you’re a fucking skin now being fucked by another skin  and you are all mine Boi. It’s what you want Boi isn’t it.’

‘Fucking right mate, go on ram that dick of yours up me let me have the full length. You’ve got a good one there Mate and I wanna feel all of it. Your gonna fuck me again and again after this. I’ll never get enough of it.’

‘That what I wanna hear Boi.’

The Skin was getting more and more horny hearing his Boi desperate for a shag and moved his cock in and out faster and faster.

The faster he fucked the more Olly was rubbing his own shaft. He wanted to shoot across the space with all his cum while feeling the rush of Skin’s cum up his arse.

‘This is the best fuck I’ve had in ages Boi, you are a real little sub needing my dick’

‘Get on with it I want to feel your spunk in me’

‘Shit it’s coming get ready Boi to spurt your cum’

The two skins were glued together is their full gear, fucking for all their worth.

‘I’m cumming Skin’ shouted

‘Me too’

With that both came, a shit load of spunk up Olly’s arse and another shit load spurting across the floor.

‘Jesus what a bloody fuck that was.’

Thanks mate for making me into a Skin. This is the fucking life.

[fernsnailz]

Hellos. I have been spending the past twenty minutes looking at all the junkyard phantom stuff you have posted and mmmmmmm is so fuckin good!! I had a couple questions. 1. Do you have any plans for junkyard phantoms merch? I went to your merch store hoping for some but there wasn't any (although that Miku sticker is mighty tempting.) 2. I was thinking of making some playlists based on the characters since you made the playlist cover art things. Do you have any kind of music that you think each of them like or should I just go off vibes? Thank you for making such wonderful art:)

wah thank you!!! i've thought about making oc merch but i don't have any solid plans for it at the moment - something i've considered is if i ever make a junkyard phantoms comic (THEORETICALLY. NO GUARANTEE FOR THAT) i'd like to set up some kofi memberships for people who want to support the comic, then maybe have some merch or a sticker club as a part of the membership benefits! no guarantee for that right now tho lol right now i'm just having fun drawing them in my free time

as for music, i have my own playlists for them but i'll probably keep those to myself rn because my spotify is embarrassing lmao. but if you wanna make your own i'm cool with that, so here are some ideas for ya:

Check: there are a lot of genres in my playlist for Check but most of the songs are a bit slower and more thoughtful. this is usually the playlist i listen to while driving on empty roads at night if that gives you an idea of what it's like. some select songs are cul-de-sac by glass beach, House of Mirrors by Softcult, Reproductive by Shamir, and Mother by Anjimile

M8: M8's playlist has a lot of instrumental tracks on it, but most of the songs are either slow and nostalgic or overwhelming and electronic (this is a genre i call "robot headache"). some select songs are I'm Going To Go Back There Someday from the original Muppet Movie, Uncanny by Ghost and Pals, A Human's Touch by TWRP, and BaBopByeYa by Janelle Monáe

Lucy: Lucy has a lot of math rock, psychedelia, and shoegaze in their playlist - the vibe for Lucy's music is very much "overwhelming inner turmoil." some select songs are Let Me See by Morcheeba, Fundamentally Unlovable by Tiger Really, I Been Young by George Clanton, and Andromeda by Weyes Blood

[sea-of-dust]

"They call me rizz lord"

Mikey, Baji, Kazutora x Reader

Summary: they got with someone good with people...maybe too good...

Notes: BANDORI ANNON IM WORKING ON IT M8. l was in the middle of writing Mikey's part then realized y/n's kinda like Sakamoto and Aoi akane.. Finna use story beats from both of em 😼. So yea....ALSO TR SEASON 2 DROPPED

Warnings: Down horrendous background characters. There's a shit ton of references-. sus remarks, swearing, Manga spoilers in kazutoras part

Gender Neutral Reader

He feels warm and fuzzy around you no doubt you two started dating the problem was...that's the reason a lot of people like you too....a whole crowd in fact

You could be walking around the halls with him "you need the homework? I have the answers ^^" "AH Y/N DOING HOMEWORK HOW STUDIOUS" "?" "THEY LOOKED AT MEEE I MIGHT FAINT" you look at them walking faster covering your eyes "Mikey as soon as we turn the corner we run"

He's heard tales of you mostly told by simps. what he didn't know if that they might be true....he's seen you rizz up fountains because your friends wanted to drink out of the fountain you were using. "Bro watch this" they mimic how you spoke to your friend "And then when they bent over to drink it the water started spraying out all over!" "And then they fliped their head back turning to face us in embarrassment!" "REMEMBER WHAT THEY SAID" they clear their throat "oh! Why hello?" The two fans squeal. He's...impressed and also scared.

He's gonna use it as a teasing point "heyyy don't break the sink alright~" "Mikey I beg of you-" "hehe~"

He's also gonna use you to get things he wants. "Listen I'm gonna need you to go in get some dorayaki, come out" "Why are we huddled down behind the building like it's a sneak mission?" "It is!" He jokes. You walk in buy one dorayaki and end up with five. "Crazy they said it was on the house" "YES"

He doesn't mind your simps as long as they don't bother him! He likes going "that's nice" to people telling stories about you and then internally smirking at the fact you two are dating.

Pdas something that's gonna leave the crowd rioting. Everyone thinks you two are close friends till they see you kiss him goodbye or hold his hand. Then they just forget the next day because you breathed near them.

Speaking of pda he suddenly shows ALOT of it when your friend comes up to you. "Oh hi (c/n!)" He's hugging you from behind moving his hands along your clothing to fiddle with it "Y/n! I was hoping you could-" "They're not interested" Mikey pulls you away slowly. your friend and you are confused but they say it anyway "You mind joining me to get some food this weekend" "NO" "Sure!" You waved bye to your friend as Mikey dragged you out of sight.

If he ever came to visit he always notices the house is sparkling clean and lively. It's comforting plus it's your house! He's staying over! Called it no take backs! "Mikey this is the third time...maybe I'll go sleep at yours one of these days" he's kept his house clean ever since you said that. Nearly as sparkling as yours

Lower ranks in the gang often talk about you. "Bro y/n" "THEYRE SO FUCKING CUTE" "IKR" "aren't they in the gardening club?" They all pause "finna start gardening" "YES SIRR" they join the next day finding you in the field. "Lemme help you out with that shawty" "thank you?" "Your wel-" He notices Mikey next to you at that second a little carrot sticker on his face. "Yo <3" They still show up to help out with the school garden too scared to flirt with you. "Yo I heard you tried asking out someone your interested in what happened?" "The boss is already trying to rizz them up"

A student and you made an agreement that they could take pictures of you. You didn't mind after all they're paying you but they started noticing something weird in the pictures. A ghost staring at the camera it's always so close to you. They told you about it pointing at the ghost. "Interesting" you inspect it to make sure it wasn't your boyfriend being a goof. After a full minute of staring you ask "you close to Mikey Sano?" "No" "...shit" you go to the copying room. "Oh hey y/n-" "hi Mikey" you push him aside putting your face in the copying machine. Both of them looked at each other. "Sooo um-" "here..." they show Mikey the pictures. "So should we place salt around the room?" "Idk" "You know its mouth is different in each of these" The photographer looks back at the images and they try to read the ghosts lips Mikey peaking over. "tear m-" "please don't continue Mikey..." suddenly a gust of wind flies the papers you've copied out the window. "The hell did you do-" "I gave our ghost friend a response <3" You walk out the room smiling "if they ever come back tell me. Also that's 5 bucks added to my paycheck this Friday for extended hours" "what-"

He finds it strange how you're so calm when doing things that fluster the average person. Like holding a live bug in your hand after catching that mf mid-air...God that was terrifying....Or the time you let him lay his head on your lap...when he's supposed to be at a meeting. If a toman member ever found you and him they would shout "BOSS" and he would nearly run down to make them can it. "YO BOSS" "boss?" "Sorry gotta go!" "WAIT WHAT ABOUT YOUR COAT-" he runs back and grabs it "cover your eyes and don't open em till I say" you cover your eyes as he runs down "YOU CAN LOOK NOW" you couldn't even say bye as he's zooming off. "The next time you call me boss in front of them were gonna have problems" he pulls the member's cheeks. "Yes sir!"

You decided to try your siblings skin care routine while they were away...on Mikey... "OK then that piece of shit rubs a rock in their ugly ass face...bitch looks like a rock" he'd never hear you talk about someone like that about someone. Giggling awkwardly at some of their comments. "Why do you hate your sibling so much-" "they're an asshole you wouldn't understand you're pretty soft" "huh-" "you heard me your soft" DO YOU KNOW WHO YOURE TALKING TO RIGHT NOW?! He pulls you into his chest. "I have you know I'm the opposite of soft" "oh really?" You grab his arm. "Your hands says otherwise" "that's not what I ment!" "You're pretty soft Sano" you place his hand on your cheek. Damn you and your charm. You take out your phone taking a picture of his face. "HEY!" "using this as your contact"

Some students decided to interview people around school coming up to you and Mikey. "So y/n what's your type?" You pause in your conversation with Mikey. "Guys with abs and a cute personality. I-" you went on a whole speech about cute guys the crew weren't even sure if they should tell you to stop "BUT THEN there's cute girls" "Alright that's enough" "HEY MIKEY LET ME TELL THEM" "You've done enough telling for today" The next day everyone was either ripped or look like they just came off the cute girl tab on pintrest. "What have I done..." "you've made everyone even more of your bitch..." "does that mean...😏" "...no"

If Takemichi were to go to the future you'd always disappear with Mikey, or become untouchable by the gang. In every outcome, you'd always have Mikey's contact info. Some timeliness you two broke up due to him distancing himself for your safety. The times Takemichi did end up talking to you you'd either say. "Don't bring up Mikey like I fuck with him" "He won't tell me his whereabouts either..." "After high school, we kinda drifted sorry man" he could tell that with each of these answers you still somewhat cared for him.

All the inside jokes about him not folding and simping. He did..."You're like the geek you were before around them" "NOT TRUE" "what about the time you two had to go on the train together and they brushed your hand and started talking to you" "eh-" "or the time you muttered while speaking to them" "Chifuyu I think you had enough fun for today..." "you're a simp~" "shut up"

There was a fight at school and someone thought it would be a good idea to throw a potted plant from the gardening club. Unluckily for them you were there and caught it. "EY WHAT THE HELL MAN" "Don't bring the plants into this fight off of school grounds" "oh shit y/n-" litterally everyone stopped fighting just to look at you. "Shit bbg my bad TAKE EM BACK BOYS" "YOU TOOK MORE-" you turned to Baji "You alright" "Tf you mean am I alright" "...you know what maybe the gardening club wouldn't mind" He's been slightly scared of you since but hey atleast he didn't get socked in the face by big Gertrude

You two met a second time on a blind double date. "Oh hey, you're that dude that almost got hit in the face by Gertrude!" "My names Baji.." "Baji! What a nice name!" He could tell you wanted to rip your head off. "so um why did they drag you here?" "They wanted me to "get out the house" or something.." "felt" "yea..whyed your friend drag you here?" "They promised food" you two had a long talk and ended up getting along. You two kept finding each other at the same places and became friends only to start dating a few months later

He doesn't like your "fans" All they really do is talk about you and say the most strange things too. Until he released most of the stories were true. Like the time you started playing a song...ON YOUR ARM. How does that even, what huh what he doesn't understand you but hey...if it works it works...

He also isn't surprised you're popular enough for people to actually listen to your speech at the end of the year. He doesn't mind hearing it either your voice is nice on the ears. Then a student came up on stage with a bat. "Shut up will you!" He tries to run up to you and take a swing when you dodge perfectly taking the mic. "Dreams are near impossible if you don't try" you leave your foot out for the troublesome student to fall on subduing him. "Which is why I recommend trying in class!" The crowd exploded into screams of praise. The speech was so boring but that part? 10/10

You got involved with the gang...Takemichi and Chifuyu often come up to you and they brought you to a spot used for a meeting on the same day. "Baji?" "Y/n?" "Why are you here? Takemichi said this was a private meeting point" "...." He gives Takemichi a death stare before turning back to you. "Let's go get something to eat if you're done here" "alright!" He leads you out putting his jacket over your shoulders. "It's not even cold-" "shush"

Eventually toman learns about you fully and welcomes you in with open arms. They treat you like a little sibling, telling you not to go somewhere their about to fight, telling you who to avoid. "Remember these guys are fucking nuts" "he's kinda pretty tho" "HE'S LITERALLY APART OF A GANG THAT BEATS PEOPLE UP FOR BREATHING" "I'd let him" "....you're a lost cause"

You often carry around multiple hair ties so when he's asleep and conveniently sleeping on his stomach you try to tie his hair into pigtails. You try not to laugh but it's pretty hard when your friends are pretending to play ping pong with his snores sounding like a ball hitting the paddle. "bro wtf are you two doing" "shush shush watch this" your friend swings his arm in rhythm with Banji's snores. You sigh trying not to let out a giggle

You've kept Banji alive for longer that he was intended witch is great the problem is that usually when he time jumps he ends up meeting you as a member of Toman being a high executive or if Baji died in that future you would swear revenge becoming a detective. Those detective endings end in you getting murdered by a toman leader or you having small details you're able to share with him. On regular occasions, he found you and Baji on a date.

You manhandled him once...You had a playful argument with him at gardening club. You were planting when he kept stepping on crops. "You're messing it up Baji..." "sorry sorry" "that's the third time" you sigh fixing it again as he nearly ruins another. You getting slightly annoyed tell Banji to stay near the brick wall. "Don't resist alright" "what are you-" You pick him up and place him down on the flat part of the wall. "Now you can't fuck up the plants" he's kinda concerned that you can manhandle him. Kinda scared of what you'll be able to do to Draken...

Some students are pretty jealous of this natural talent of infinite rizz. So they decided to mess with you a bit. They took your desk somehow. The morning you got to where your desk should have been you sat at the open windowsill. "Please get off the window y/n" "it's the perfect spot of the perfect s/o!!" "You're not even dating" You got down listening to the teacher walking up to Baji "You mind if we share a seat-" despite the fact you whispered people turned their heads to you two moving over their seats. "IM CLEARLY THE BETTER PICK SIT WITH ME" "Y/N I BEG OF YOU PLEASE" "I HAVE NOTES FROM LAST CLASS" the classroom went ballistic as you sat down with Baji sharing the seat. "How do you stop them-" "I don't know anymore..."

You two play video games together and turns out people don't have to see you for then to nearly instantly fall in love with you... "damn wish I didn't get splatted so much.." "we could double team!" "Thx!" The whole teams blocking you now. They don't even allow people on the other team to talk shit. "Really it's fine I'm not using the same weapon anymore" "I'll still stay with you!" "Same!" He's pretty chill about it but asks to play games that don't have an online feature

He does wish he could have you to himself sometimes without people going ballistic over you. So he saved up and took you somewhere people wouldn't recognize you two. A nice quiet spot for you two. "This is a nice spot. The views great! I really can't thank you enough for bringing me here" he feels proud of himself "don't mention it!"

You took him to karaoke as a way to repay him. You two had a blast but he did notice a few weird things. One, when you sung a bunch of people hoarded on the glass outside. Turns out someone left your door open. WHATS WORSE is that they left as soon as he got up to sing, like wtf is he not that good of a singer 😾. Secound, you mostly sang in another language don't get me wrong he liked your singing he just didn't know what you were saying and when he asked you giggled before saying "it's about a girl in love with a dude trying to confess to him before he moves" Just off the giggle and the held in laughs while you sung he's sure you're singing that languages version of the most lewd song known to man

Whenever you two are about to sleep. you can't help touching his checks. Pinching them a bit. If he ever wakes up while you're doing this you'd try to pull away to make sure he didn't notice sometimes he'd pull you in closer. You could hear him mumble something about warmth before closing his eyes again. You can't help but fall asleep shortly after waking up to the hand on your waist now resting on your face.

S A V E H I M

You and your unimaginable charm has made you nearly untouchable until you decided to partner up with him on a task. You did this multiple times and began hanging out after school. He found you slightly annoying thinking that this is how you treated everyone. He only learned later that excluding the people that surrounded you you only considered 3 other people friends excluding himself. He's pissed he feels special. "They're just using you for popularity points" he repeats to himself.

His opinion on you shifted when valentines day rolled around. "Oh hey, Kazutora!" You run up to him. "Y/n..." "Don't y/n.. me let's see what you got" you look so excited you could hardly keep it together. He opens his locker finding a small plush and candy. "It had a letter!" "No need to yell-" he opens up the letter you reading it with him. It read: "Shit bbg I stopped using Google when I found you out cause my search was over" "who in their right mind" "💀" You open your locker only to be flooded with letters. A wave that almost moved you off your feet. "Really hate when this happens" he looks over. "You were prepared for this?" "Yea this happens every year...I read them all over at home and respond" you sigh. "If it makes em happy" you picked up the notes putting them in a spare bag. Kazutora bent down to help. You two gathered the letters into the bag and began your school day. When kazutora got back to his locker later he found another note. "I forgot to ask for your contact info...anyway wanna go to a dinner after school?-y/n" He could tell you tried extra hard on the letter with the same fancy seal on it as the anonymous one. "Oh so you found it! Thank god. Wait does this mean-" "Sure" you slightly shocked. "Oh um...pretty straightforward...let's go?"

When you two started dating he almost completely changed. He's shown to be alot more soft and less careful around you. "You were always so on edge before..." You say while rubbing his cheek. "You're so cute <3" he doesn't respond only clinging to you closer. "So cute~"

He never tells you about the gang and avoids you ever getting involved doesn't stop them from simping tho. "Y/n's pretty popular" "y/n?!" "They're pretty cute" "maybe we cou-" "maybe what" The member was met with Kazutora's looking down at them with a pipe in hand "MAYBE WE COULD ASK FOR TUTORING" "...keep away from them" "alright" the member turns around "who's Kazutora for telling me what to do" The next day the member asks you for help on a homework task. You two stayed back after school as you two settled down he noticed that kazutora was with you. "What's he doing here-" "He needed help on the same task" he didn't he just sat there menacingly as you tried to teach the member. "Crazy he seemed kinda scared" "don't worry about it"

You two joke about your infinite rizz. "It's all fun and games till they hear your morning voice" "my morning voice is fine" "you sound like a grown man..." "pfftt noo i don't ~" he could perfectly recount the time you slept in the same room the first time. He wakes up his arms around you "good morning" "good morn shawty" he jumps outta the end grabbing the nearby lamp. "you good-" "WHY IS YOUR VOICE SO DAMN DEEP" "idk what you're talking about-" "do you not hear yourself talking?!?" "Stfu and go back to bed" "..." He's been in a lot of situations and he'll admit hearing your morning voice for the first time is in his top 3 in scariest ones and it isn't number 3

He hates admitting it but he loves seeing you turn other people down by straight up telling them you have a boyfriend. Sometimes they wouldn't accept the fact you're taken so he gladly pops into existence to sock them in the head.

The one time you left the room you left a hair clip in the same room as him. "What is this" he squeezes the back, the clip opening up. Curiosity gets the best of him as he closes the clamp on his lips, nose, ear-. "What are you doing-" he looks at you like a dear in headlights "is that my mom's hairclip" "No idea what you're talking about" "...it's literally on your lip" "No it isn't" He looks away like an ashamed child being caught red-handed "Take it out" he looks away more "come on Kazutora~" he takes it out and gives it too you after much convincing. "geez that took too long"

"Maybe I should get you a matching earring" "oh?" He got the idea thinking it's a way to mark you as his without making it super obvious. "The earring looks kinda heavy-" "you'll get used to it" "Alright?" I mean it's not like he has the other one on his person...oh he does..."hold still" you try not the flinch as he inserts the earring into your ear. He holds up his phone camera flipping it so you could see yourself. "What do you think?" "It's nice...but still pretty heavy" your head moves with the weight of the earring. "Might have to only wear this on special occasions" "you'll get used to wearing them everyday!" He's like a puppy excited to see it's caretaker after a while. "Well see but for now I don't wanna break it"

In the future you two are still constantly around each other, he was right about the earring thing too you now only take off the earring when you're about to sleep. "Takemichi...you broke Hina's heart this time I'll make sure you turn into a woman by the end of this" you crack your fingers. "Hey hey we could talk this out-" "is that the same thing you said to Hina when you cheated on her" "I just wanted to ask where Kazutora was and I'll be on my way!" "...he's at his job" "tha-" he couldn't get another word out before you socked him. "She treated you well for such scum" The only timelines where you were even slightly kind to him were when he'd slowly become more powerful in the ranks. You didn't respect him but you just couldn't sock him immediately. He's terrified of you even in the past just off of those interactions.

He remembers hearing positive rumors about you and didn't think they were true since they seemed kinda fake. Then he remembered you using the janitor's bucket almost like a scooter... "is that even allowed" "WHO CARES ITS Y/N" "Bro they're being zesty again-"

He likes pda but mostly prefers private displays of affection. Can't let people know he has a soft spot around you ya know. He can't help leaning in to kiss you but it'll be so embarrassing if someone that knows him found you two in that moment. He's also afraid of what will happen if other gangs found out you two were in a relationship so try to keep pda on the down low alright!

He usually hates candy but whenever you two bake something together or you buy him sweets his distain for sweets somehow disappears when you do something for or with him. "Its for the school news show come on!" "If I get a cavity I blame you" "just try it Kazutora" people surround you two like wild animals finding prey after that post went up. "AH Y/N DID YOU REALLY MAKE ALL OF THEM YOURSELF" "I did most of them with Kazutora" "As long as you're part of its creation I'll eat it" "thank you?"

You sleep on him sometimes. People go ham when they see your sleeping face so he's learned to cover your face with a newspaper or something. Keeps simps away and the sun out if your eyes! He also asks you to put your face more inward. "Why so my face would get closer 😏" "do you like the sun in your eyes when sleeping?" "Oh...AWW YOU CARE ABOUT STUFF LIKE THAT. YOURE SO CUTE KAZUTORA!" "I'm right next to you" "you're adorable even with your banana hair <3"

He would come to your house bruised up. "what happened?" "I fell while coming over nothing too bad!" You look at him worried helping him inside "I'm gonna go get a first aid kid alright! Don't move" you run to your bathroom leaving Kazutora alone. He kinda wished you left him with at least a plush he could punch, he's so jealous of those things. You come down with a blanket and first aid kit. "Alright hold still" you patch him up rubbing his cheeks when you finish. "Kazutora...the next time you come into my house lying to me while bruised im going to snap you like a lego brick" Your voice suddenly changes back to its regular cheerful tone "alright!" "Yes y/n!" Now he just doesn't tell you or thinks up a convincing lie while going over.

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