#he was saying some pretty fucked up stuff and he tried to play “my cousin is trans” card

[thereluctantfollower]

Quick mention

Seeing how people are noticing Verbalase's video I posted. I'm aware of the fake drama spewed by people on twitter.

How I'm seeing it, with critical thinking skills & trust issues:

Discord screenshots can be faked. You know how there's meme generators? Well there's discord one too. And Verbalase (As someone who followed him years ago) never once mentioned a discord server.

Video was a distraction to simply bash on HH series, with real transphobic people mislabeling Charlie. The blonde demon girl that chases after Verbalase. Charlie is Bisexual. They exist. They can date either men or women or BOTH! Poly relationships exist.

If someone wanted to spend 50k on self insert animation, poorly done as that one going around. They are welcome to it. That one however was heavily traced. Someone used HH pilot video scene by scene to trace over.

Real focus was those discord screenshots of Verbalase being transphobic and all. Just a general ignorant asshole basically. Again, they can easily faked and he never once mentioned a discord server that I know. And I followed this guy YEARS ago. Lazily keeping up to date to his vids.

If this turns out to be true, which I doubt majorly, no one should be using "Well im friend with trans, gays, and lesbians" card, thinking they are safe from a general asshole towards anyone within lgbtq+ community. If you say anything harmful towards lgbtq+ community at all, you get blocked for life. I don't care who you are. You are no one's friend. Get educated or go play in traffic.

[missbunmuffin]

More punch out head canons

Tw: talk about weight issues

Less serious tw: ocs and cringe

What me putting my shitty ocs in these posts is like. I made posts about both of them probably gonna say this kind of stuff every time I post these kind of things but I don’t want people to be too confused.

Glass Joe

- Grew up in a catholic home but now as an adult doesn’t practice the religion really. He will eat meat on a Friday during lent. He doesn’t know what the fuck he is now he just considered himself spiritual or just a really bad catholic(not self projecting lmao)

- His family wasn’t really religious they only went to church sometimes but his mom wanted to do the no eating meat on Fridays during lent thing for some reason

- His sister just drops her kids off at his house randomly most of the time on Wednesdays because apparently French children only have like half a day of school those days(could be wrong) he loves his nieces but he hates when his sister just drops them off without warning because he has a life too.

- He loves silk textures. I feel like his boxing shorts are just really silky too

- Deadass walking around the locker room in a robe with a towel over his head after he’s done in the shower I drew an example back in like December

Yes that’s the same robe he’s wearing in the pity party drawings I made

- Protective over his hair but he doesn’t mind if people touch it as long as they ask and are gentle

- His hair is also pretty soft and he takes good care of it to prevent further damage from when he bleached it himself and a chunk fell out.

- Into Rococo art. I took a humanities class at the beginning of the year and looked into the rococo art movement a bit and apparently it’s French so I always thought he would like that kind of stuff.

- uses a lavender sleep spray

- tries not to get too angry in public. Sometimes he just needs to leave the room to just pout and let it all out sometimes even crying out of anger

- has quite the collection of sweaters and cardigans.

- Loves baking cookies for his girlfriend Eleanor. Shes a baker herself but she loves his cookies more than her own

Von Kaiser

- Cuts his own hair this fucking video is literally him

- secretly a cross dresser I mean this one might be kind of canon because of the weird chibi drawing of him in a Japanese manual for the nes game. Some of the other ones were so racist though ;-;

- Wasn’t really interested in working with children it just sort of happened

- Either way he cares about his students genuinely even if it doesn’t seem like it

Disco kid

- got banned on Roblox for a day for saying suck toe(totally not based on my cousin who is like the same age as him also getting banned for that) yes I’m sharing this drawing again

- Singing as loud as possible in the locker room showers

- If he has kids they aren’t going anywhere near the mall Easter bunnies and Santa’s he doesn’t trust them and neither should you

- He never hits the villagers with nets in animal crossing

- Has two sisters one older one younger

Aran Ryan

- Afraid of needles

- Has weight issues. He’s too focused on numbers on the scale. He knows nothing is wrong but I think some things the people around him said growing up affected him.

- I mentioned his sister Freya also has body issues in my post about her and Aran tries to support her because he doesn’t want her thinking that way about her body like he does. I imagine a lot of the women on his father’s side are naturally more curvy and he doesn’t want his sister to be ashamed of her natural body type.

- Still visits his grandmas house on his dad’s side even as an adult. He’s one of the only things she has of his dad that she has left.

- Plays Roblox with Disco kid and forces Narcis to play with them. He also bullies kids on there

- His mom was struggling fanatically a bit when his sister was about to go into secondary school. He just got into boxing at that point and was getting paid well so he paid for her school uniforms so she didn’t have to be stuck in his old ones that were too big and had rips in the pants that would probably fall down on her. He insisted he’d at least buy her some skirts because she’s not walking around school like that. He also felt bad because she literally cried at the thought of wearing a “boys uniform”

Narcis Prince

- Was like one of those rich British kids in tv shows and movies.

- He snoops in people’s shit all the time. Looking through drawers and reading peoples diaries.

- Would say British schools are crazier than American schools and than flip out at the stories in American schools and regret what he said instantly

- Tries to look after Freya to get on Aran’s good side. They have a complicated relationship. Deadass tries to put her to bed at 8:00 saying some shit like “young ladies your age need to be in bed by 8:00”

Okay this is getting long I’ll stop now

[the-new-kiddo-on-the-block]

Daughter of the Seer (Part III)

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So, Mirabel has some questions-- and is quite pissed off, which, y'know what? rightfully so.

Hana becomes more clearer to understand than she ever has before, and tries to calm her cousin down

All while Bruno is doing his "knock on wood" and throwing salt over his shoulder and avoiding stepping on cracks he's so superstitious

"How long have you been back here?" "... I plead the fifth." "DAD, NO-"

Hana has her own, melancholy reprise about "We Don't Talk About Bruno", pinpointing how she heard people talking crap about her dad behind his back, and how his "gift' oftentimes felt more like a curse ( @laureli-amadeus-music made the reprise, i just imagined his kid singing it instead because OW THAT WOULD HURT- )

Anyways yeah uh so, Mirabel trying to ask Bruno to do a vision for the first time in over a decade does not go over well

Enter Antonio, who is probably the only reason either Bruno or Hana end up being ok with the plan

The vision stuff goes about the same, with the added frustration of Hana empathizing with her cousin about having to get close with Isabela

Hana discovers her dad has no plan on coming back out after Mirabel saves the Miracle, and she loses her temper for the first time in ten years with him about it to the point she storms off. She only kept his shit quiet because he promised he wasn't gonna be staying inside forever

Y I k e s

Mirabel goes to try to win over her big sister, and yeah, pretty much everything goes with the story--

Up until Mirabel and Alma have their confrontation

Hana comes into play and definitively stands up for her cousin and talking back against her Abuela. And hoooo boy, girl has some venom.

"The cracks started with you. Bruno left because of you. Luisa’s losing her powers, Isabela’s out of control, because of you. I don’t know why you weren’t given a gift, but it is not an excuse for you to hurt this family!" -DOOM MUSIC- "... HOW DARE YOU!"

Hana loses her shit™. No one fucking treats the people she loves this badly. And yes, for the first time in ten years, her telekinesis is fucking showing and OOF-

You know you've officially pissed off the wrong person when their hair starts floating, and there's a small crater where they were just standing--

Also, Bruno heard his daughter speak ofc he's listening in on this tea-

"How dare you talk about your son, my father, like he was a vile and cruel human being! He only ever wanted your love and support, just like we all have vied for! My father only left this family because you saw the worst in him!"

Alma tries to make the excuse that he didn't care or love the family, but is quickly rebutted by both Hana and Mirabel. "Are you kidding me?!" "He loves this family - I love this family! We all love this family!" "Exactly! You’re the only one that doesn’t care! You’re the one breaking our home!"

When I say the family is aghast in shock-

And then, Mirabel delivers the kicker. "The Miracle is dying, because of you!"

And then, the ground shakes. The mountain splits. And Casita begins to fall.

[lostghost0o0]

What do you think the Shepards do at a Latino party

OH WOW!! :D Thank you, I’m actually so happy that someone asked me something lol! But I’m gonna be honest, with the limited info we have about the Shepards it’s kinda hard for me to come up with stuff. So, sorry if their not as satisfactory as the last ones… :/ ANYWAYS-

Tim -

I feel like when Tim isn’t trying to kill somebody he’s actually pretty chill

he’ll kind just be standing around and listening to other people’s conversations

he’ll join in sometimes

similar to Dallas, he would probably become buddies with the cholo cousin

they’d relate with each other’s experiences

similar to Darry, he’s actually quite responsible

he’d definitely have a soft spot for the little kids

when the ice cream man comes around you can just see him walk up to the truck, wallet in hand and a whole bunch of kids following him

whenever the kids are around him, the adults would refer to them as his kids; “Ahí va el, con sus hijos.”

he’ll pretend not to like the kids and yell and scold them, but he’ll do it with a small smirk

when getting food, he’ll ask if the salsa is spicy lol

“Hey, is this thing spicy?”; “Nah. No pica.”

that was a fucking lie

Tim’s face turned red and he started to cough, he put a whole bunch of salsa on his food 😭

the tios just laughed at him and pat his back

Tim would also sit with the adults and listen to their stories of their childhood/ life in Mexico

their ghost stories are the only ones that freak him out

literally all the kids including Curly and Angela are asleep but Tim is still taking with the adults. It’s 3AM

Angela -

the tias don’t really like her, some might talk bad about her behind her back

they’d say stuff like; “Ella se cree mucho.” which basically means that she’s conceited or thinks she’s better than everyone else

canonically, she is very pretty, so the primos would all probably be asking for her number

the primas think she’s a bit of a toxica, but they still like her and think she’s pretty

they teach her how to dance and she learns pretty fast

she’d ask all the primos to dance huapango with her and of course they would

she tried to get Pony to dance with her and he would always refuse so she just gave up

she drank a whole shit ton of jamaica thinking it was wine, but it’s just juice

she still liked it though

she finds little kids annoying and she tries to stay as far away from them as possible, but they bug her just to spite her

she WANTED to talk with the primos in that one room, but as soon as she saw Cherry with them she rolled her eyes and walked away

she ended up talking with that one shy prima who was sitting alone at the party and they actually really got along

they sneak off to the corner store to get snacks and get some fresh air (I’ve also done this with my primos)

but they get caught and the adults scold them

they ended up staying in the prima’s room all night doing each other’s makeup

they would talk shit about boys and Angela would actually be the one to spill the chismé

Curly -

first thing he does is pick on the kids

he scares them and chases them around causing some kids to cry

he stops when a tia takes out a thick ass belt and threatens to whoop his ass

he pretended that he wasn’t scared of her but in reality he found her intimidating

he would also sneak off to the corner store, but with a group of a bunch of primos and the “fun Tio”

Everything was fine till Curly got caught trying to steal beer

he’d probably start a fight with the slick back primo and one of the Tios would have to break it up

the kids ended up ganging up on him and dragging him with them to sell bracelets around the neighborhood( has happened to one of my primos)

he actually really helped with the sales

when playing loteria, he would cheat and when nobody was looking he would steal some quarters from the cazito

everyone was invited to the next party except for Curly 💀

[setaripendragon]

WIPS - I'm curious about the Cat SI. I mean, it's a reasonably self-explanatory title, but I'm interested to know what sort of direction you'd take.

Ahaha, hoooo, okay.

Buckle your seatbelt, cause this one turned into a monster on me (the thing titled 'CatSI' in my WIP folder isn't a file, it's its own folder with fifteen different files inside), and I will try to keep this short, but... ^^"

It started when I was watching some Order of the Green Hand theory videos on youtube, specifically the ones about the Ned+Ashara=Jon theory, which, while I don't think it's true in canon, I do still find it fascinating.

And then I wondered, okay, what if Catelyn didn't blame the bastard (since he's technically not one)? But since that is kind of entrenched in her whole... main motivation, and I genuinely cannot imagine a Catelyn that wouldn't (I don't... really like her. She's the main reason I stopped reading the books, tbh, so I may be being unfair to her ^^"), and the blame the bastard trope is one of my Big Nopes (hence why I don't like her, probably), and I really needed an escape from reality at that point in time...

So it originally started with a freshly transmigrated Cat having a bit of a meltdown on her wedding night (a sexist feudal hellscape wedding night as someone on the ace spectrum, to boot) all over a Ned who also very much wants to just have a meltdown, for obvious reasons. And Cat decides 'fuck it, the old gods don't look down on polygamy, I can at least make sure he gets to keep his lover and son' and tells him to damn Hoster Tully and keep them both.

It gets, you know, a lot more political than that, because everyone and their mother has an opinion about it, or wants to use it against them, etc, but that's the gist of it. Mostly it's an exercise in Make Things Better for Ned Stark with bonus OT3 as endgame.

But, well, I got a lot more invested in this AU as time went on. That need for escape during the pandemic meant I was thinking about this AU pretty much 24/7 and it grew out of control.

I eventually decided to have Cat transmigrate in at birth, and I've plotted out a Childhood Adventure for her that I've stuffed full of fun things for me to play with like a trans friend, issues with the Faith, internal Riverlands politics, her mother's death, etc etc etc, and is, you know, supposed to serve as a sort of set-up for her being properly integrated into the world by the time the Rebellion starts.

So, instead of starting at her wedding, the main story (or Book 2 of the trilogy ^^") starts at Harrenhal. The ten-day tourney in which, word of god says, so much stuff happens. The tourney is being held in honour of Cat's cousin, and the first part of the story focuses on all the ridiculous romantic nonsense that goes on there. There will, of course, be Cat pining over Ned who's pining over Ashara, as well as Lysa pining over Petyr who's pining over Cat and also Lyanna pining over Rhaegar who's ignoring his wife. Cat tries to keep Lysa and Petyr apart, and tries to get Lyanna's attention anywhere else, and actually thinks she's succeeding...

Right up until Lysa tells her she's pregnant. She talks her out of telling their father, but then her own wedding is looming, and the only way to get out of it is to let a good man get killed, and then Petyr challenges said man to a duel for her hand and Cat... says nothing. She doesn't ask Brandon to spare Petyr's life, and so he doesn't. Petyr dies, and Lysa is devastated, and Cat is guilty, and it only gets worse when Lyanna gets 'kidnapped', and Brandon goes off to King's Landing despite Cat's best efforts (were they, though?). Cat gets to stew in all this guilt for a while, and then...

Finally, the Wedding. Politics happen, Cat fights with her father about her betrothal to Ned along with Brynden 'Only Sane Tully' Blackfish, has a panic attack about her wedding night, cries all over her uncle, and asks him, in a fit of desperation to do at least One Thing Right, if, when he gets to King's Landing with the army, he'll try to save Princess Elia and the royal children. Then there's the wedding night, she introduces the idea of polygamy to Westeros (oops?), and ends up fucking pregnant because there isn't really a way to get out of it at this point.

She goes North to meet her new sister-wife Ashara, and then goes looking for Lyanna (honestly, I still haven't quite decided if I'm going with the standard Tower of Joy thing, or if I'm gonna go with the Green Hand's theory about Winterfell, but since it's another theory that I think is fun despite not thinking it's true, I'll probably go with Winterfell). Four pregnant women walk into a bar... Everyone has their babies with no one dying, because Cat actually brings a midwife or six with her, so this one almost counts as a success! Except little Targaryen-Stark baby (who we will henceforth call Geralt) has to go into hiding, and Lysa's bastard can't be known to be hers, and Cat had a girl instead of a boy! Oh, and then Princess Elia shows up with Rhaenys but not Aegon or Brynden. (Honestly, I am very seriously considering killing Brynden off here. Would make sense, him taking on the Mountain and all, but... I don't wanna...)

Baby Geralt goes with Elia north of the wall, and Arthur comes with his sister and the rest of them to King's Landing. Which is where the Politics start. Cat makes the mistake of getting involved by offering the King an excuse to kick Jaime out of the Kingsguard, and then she ends up defending Jaime's honour against Ned, which sticks an oar right in there just when the three of them were starting to build a relationship, and also attracts the attention of Tywin Lannister.

More stuff probably happens, but my notes for this part are a fucking mess, ngl -cries- Why do I like political intrigue so much? It's so hard to write! But, yeah, there needs to be some stuff with the Faith's reaction to the OT3 marriage, Oberyn finding out Elia's alive and the tangle of alliances and grudges that creates, possibly some stuff to do with the Tyrells and other loyalists, and also Cat probably getting too involved in helping Robert govern the Seven Kingdoms.

We end with a bunch of weddings; Tywin engages Jaime to Lysa as a way to drag Cat closer to their family, Robert of course marries Lyanna, which leaves Cersei with Stannis. (And Cat, of course, is still on the outs with Ned, and Ashara's caught in the middle.)

So literally no one except Robert goes home happy.

Then, I have another story planned that covers, primarily the Greyjoy Rebellion, but also the rest of the time before canon. Story starts with Cat, you know, doing everything in her power to prepare the North for the Long Night ('taters, precious), except then, whoops, she gets kidnapped by Iron Island pillagers, kills a man who's trying to rape her, commandeers a ship, survives the war by the skin of her teeth, goes to Pyke and convinces Robert to let the Iron Islands have a not-a-kingsmoot to decide the next Lord Paramount instead of leaving Greyjoy in charge.

Meanwhile, Ned thought she was dead and had a missed-opportunities style revelation that he wishes he hadn't left their relationship so strained after the whole Kingslayer thing, and they make up and talk things out, while Ashara just straight up kisses her as a welcome home. Cat detours to the Citadel on her way home to ask after that one Maester who knows magic stuff, because she's been in this racist sexist feudal hellscape for over a quarter of a century and she wants plumbing, damnit, and also gets the ball rolling on magical sunlamps (Generation-long night?! GRRM, there would be no survivors, wtf?!). Ned starts having wolf-dreams five or six years early, gets his own wolf companion, Cat maybe accidentally wakes up the Lion of Night, the Stark family ends up even bigger than in canon (nine kids instead of six, because I am a sucker for kidfic, okay), everything ends happily ever after.

Until the beginning of canon, anyway =D

(And then there's the AU where the extra Stark babies are all transmigrators as well; Obi-wan Kenobi, Tony Stark, and Frodo Baggins (or possibly Wei Wuxian, I haven't quite settled on that one 100% yes). But I don't have much more on this beyond a few funny snippets of the transmigrators recognising each other and doing a spider-man meme about it ^^")

Most of what I have written for this AU is actually a whole bunch of Canon Crossovers where, variously, Jaime Lannister, Tywin Lannister, the Six Canon Starks, Cat herself, or Ned Stark from the AU swap places with their canon counterpart and generally freak out a lot. (And the reverse, but that's less fun because Cat, of course, spots them at 200 paces and is there to explain shit.)

[analtyranny]

let’s play gore screaming show, part 5

that got us a relationship point with...kiika?? huh??? maybe kiika also likes the hot nurse and we can bond over that down the road

or she'll just happen to show up that moment. that works too

let's not tell her about the insane brawl...yet?

"nope, don't care"

five guys: haha im stuff kyoji: omg five guys nooo

okay she figures out immediately it was a fight

but kiika already knows him from their old school, so. whew

hey akane's back WITH HOT NURSE

........she doesn't have a portrait. invisible nurse route NEVER

and now we're back home (yamiko is the hot older cousin he lives with now)

so the room's still kinda bare but has SOME personality. i just moved so i know how it is [author’s note: “just” = 10 months ago]

he's gonna sing wonderwall

kyoji just wants to rock the fuck out

[link]

THERE she is, we may not get hot nurse but there's still hot cousin

she's wearing a Denkishiki Karen Ongaku Shuudan (AKA DenKare) shirt. they sing the OP

she'll say this again during the yamiko route won't she

oh my god okay so she used to have a friend who also played guitar and collected monster figures. inch resting

it's digimon, they're all ugly

DREAM WOMAN also the pudding is meat pudding

honestly i get it. ive tried those weird coca-cola flavors for this reason too. space coke was really good. dream coke sucks

that's not a color name

also that makes her kyoji's uhhh first cousin once removed

FUCK YEAHHH yamiko also agrees they probably deserved it, and makes a cryptic comment about how "tomorrow's going to be a long day" but won't elaborate. hmm is...is she the clown

like, in a yuri way, or...

so kyoji's like "yeah everyone thinks kiika's gorgeous" and yamiko's like "oh so you LIKE like her"

m-maybe 😳

no. blue and/or red all the way

this game has a lot of choices, huh? this one’s a pretty blatant "do you want kiika's route yet" choice

[author’s note FROM THE FUTURE: it looks like kyoji brings up whoever you have the most points with? so yeah this scene is a general “just making sure but you DO want this route right” choice]

[crouton-knight]

Talk about that time that Old Uncle Hubert found buried "treasure"

OH BOY OLD UNCLE HUBERT TIME

((Link below is where the game starts to be clear))

Okay so this was a long time ago before I was born, and probably before my great grandma on my grandmother's side was abducted in the jungle somewhere in Davao (though that's probably a story better told another time.)

Old Uncle Hubert as we called him wasn't actually an uncle? He kind of got the title posthumously because we realized he was in SO many of our family stories from way back when that it bore mentioning he had to be a cousin or uncle or something. Hubert's kind of a weird name for a Filipino dude of that time but I've never seen pictures of him so he might've been actually American or something.

Anyway, all that prelude aside, sometime in like the 30s or 40s, when All That Stuff Was Happening here in the Philippines, my grandma's (mother's side) family had A Lot Of Land. It's actually a bit awkward talking about that point in history with grandma because she insists that the Philippines was doing GREAT, that's how much land and how rich and unaffected she was at the time.

Old Uncle Hubert, of course, knew my grandma's family was filthy fucking rich. SO filthy rich in fact that there were rumors going around that they weren't JUST as rich as they were, obviously, they had to be Richer. I don't know how it happened, I don't know how he heard about it, but there got to be a rumor that there was buried treasure ALL over the property and you just had to go to a bunch of different spots, dig for like six feet, and find cases full of like, bags of Spanish silver or pre-colonial gold and gems or whatever.

Uncle is convinced that this is true, though I don't know the specifics of why. The fun part is that instead of trespassing, he decided to come up to my great great grandpa, the head of the household, and tell him in probably better ways than I'm about to say:

Uncle: Hey I think you have buried treasure on your property.

Great great grandpa presumably thought this was stupid but also didn't want to refuse Uncle's digging around in case it attracted more people digging around for Reasons. Whatever the case, he gave Uncle and a couple of the other guys in the family his blessing to dig up wherever the spot Uncle said was full of treasure.

They did not find treasure.

Uncle of course, having spent the better part of a day convincing great great grandpa to let him dig, tries digging in a spot like, a few feet away? Must've been a miscalculation, right?

Finds some old bullet casings under the topsoil but nothing else of interest. I unfortunately don't know what happened to the bullet casings, I would've wanted to see one.

ANYWAY this goes on for a pretty stupid amount of time, everyone's tired and filthy and most of the guys just go home and leave Uncle to his digging. I think grandma told me it was like, after dark that this next bit happened? It was past sundown, it was dark, crickets and snakes are about, that sort of thing. Not a good time to be out in the middle of a large pre-electricity area where nobody can hear you scream.

Uncle's shovel hit something really hard and he screams loud enough that people come running anyway, all the way from the house.

Unfortunately for Uncle, well, something you need to know about this island is that it's made of pre-historical limestone reef, and also is a "floating" island, in the sense that not too far down there's a lot of seawater and ground water and other subterranean waters going through caverns and tunnels and wearing away at the rock.

Old Uncle Hubert did not find treasure in the traditional sense.

What he did was he managed to break open a weak part at the top of a cavern like an eggshell, which proceeded to collapse under him for a few meters and leave a gaping hole in the middle of the property.

Luckily it wasn't a deep cavern and he wasn't actually all that hurt, just cold, wet, shocked, and probably traumatized for life.

And that's the story of the time Old Uncle Hubert found buried "treasure".

[confused-n-queer]

Afab Gender-fluid(?) stuff

Idk I’m questioning shit.

This will be continuously updated it’s for me and my therapist but if you see this feel free to share yours

The visceral reaction I had to my father talking about giving the ring that's been passed down to the first born son in his family for generations to his great nephew (who we are all very close to and is the only boy in the family) instead of me because despite being his oldest child "I'm a girl" so it wouldn't make sense. My inital though wasn't "it's not fair he gets this even though he has no real attachment to it" it was "but I'm your son" which gave me pause ngl.

In the same vein being told that i "wouldn't want" any of my grandfather or great uncle's jewelry except maybe a dainty chain after they passed because "it's men's jewellery". I would probably want want a stuffed animal made of their shirts or another sentimental item like a book. I wanted that jewelry because it was men's jewellery. I wanted something strong and masculine. It's what i aspire to be!

Hating being called girly as a kid. I hated that I was the weakest and smallest. I wanted to be big and tough and seen as one of the boys and people pointing out I was small,effeminate,weak and ultimately not a boy pissed me off.

I internalized a lot of the same shame around crying and being seen as weak boys do, even though it wasn't directed at me. Like I saw that messaging and went "oh this applies to me". But also I was raised a girl so I had those pressures forced on me too. Yay.

I related to and was obsessed with every cross dressing girl and tomboy in history and fiction.

Feeling most like myself playing vampires and werewolves and roughhousing with my boy cousins*. The only time I was allowed to play rough and treated as and equal were the holiday parties we went to. I was able to hit bite scratch snarl and be cunning.

*they were family friends or very distantly related

I liked martial arts for the same reason. I wanted to be the biggest and the strongest. Not to prove girls could fight, I knew that they could and had some interesting feelings experiencing that firsthand. And it wasn't quite that I wanted to prove I "wasn't like other girls" even if it sometimes manifested that way. I wanted to, I needed to prove I wasn't a girl.

I was dreaming I was talking with Billy Hargrove (fuck off I didn't get a choice in relating to both the Hargrove-Mayfeild kids) about our home lives at the park by my childhood home because he saw into high school me's perception of my family. I forget the exact lead up but at some point in the conversation I ended up screaming "but I'm not a girl" at him. And It was true. Like I don't know in my waking life if it's true but i felt it in that moment in my gut that I was being honest and he had forced it out of me. He asked if it was true/did they misunderstand what I was saying and I froze up. I couldn't talk. I tried to say it wasn't true but I could taste the lie and it rang flat and false. It got weird after that, and I had a whole ass panic attack and hurt myself on accident which was not fun. Side note I unknowingly wrote this whole thing using they/them for Billy before I changed it back to he/him while editing because in the dream he was feeling the same way I was just in the opposite direction. So its safe to say I was definitely projecting my issues onto him.

Freshman year having a young girl ask her mom if I was a "girl or a boy?" which made me so happy I skipped home.

OK so weird tangential thought When I wanted to get off in middle/early high school I would use my reflection. Not in a narcissistic way but for a number of layered increasingly fucked up reasons. The first reason was obviously curiosity which is fine and normal. The second was because girls are pretty but I don't have a way to look at other girls my age and I felt disgusting and predatory imagining my peers that way. I was ready to off myself for being gross just accidentally seeing my crush in her underwear for 0.3 seconds in the locker room so my catholic ass wasn't gonna let my "sinful mind" replay that shit to get off. And finally because I felt like I had to practice being hot for men. By that point I was convinced sex appeal was the only thing I had going for me. I mean all other boys and men thought I was good for were my tits and legs...

... No wonder why I latched onto this lanky fucker.

But yeah my body hasn't felt like anything other than an interesting science project or something pretty to look at on occasion. It's never been me.

It got so bad recently that I had to cut off all my hair because i felt like I was wearing a massive wig all the time. Like it felt like being half in drag at all times. Buzzed my hair and boom no more dysphoria.

This also happened before when I was like 14/15 and I made my hairdresser cut my hair as short and boyish as possible because I wanted to look androgynous.

Growing up I loved "crossplay" (cosplaying the opposite sex) and wanted to be able to transform into guys like TTBret and many other cosplayers here and on YT. (Spoiler alert most of them were trans or genderqueer individuals.) I was elated what I got my face right with makeup but hated the rest because my body wasn't right. So it made me really fucking dysphoric and I've given up cosplaying guys and doing drag because of that.

Hilariously cosplaying Chrissy Cunningham was euphoric in a weird way, granted body dysmorphia was still a bitch and I felt my boobs and stomach were too big (I'm aware of the irony) but pretending to be a pretty girl was fun! Mostly because it was just exploring a part of me and something aesthetically pleasing but it wasn't me. Like I'm not a pretty girl but I can be pretty and dress up like one. It felt more like drag than "crossplay" ever did.

Mad I can’t walk around shirtless even in my own home

My boss and coworkers talking about how they where uncomfortable with the idea of working with a guy/don’t think a guy could do as good a job in our field (we work in bridal fashion). “Even if he was gay”. And not only did I think it was bs (not the feeling unsafe around dudes I totally get that but that a guy couldn’t be professional and sew well) but I felt a deep sinking fear in my gut about being found out. About what (liking girls,feeling like a boy) I don’t know but all I knew was that I was suddenly terrified of these women who I considered friends and of loosing my job if they realized something was wrong with me.

I had also tried lowering my voice into its natural register when answering the phone instead of doing that high pitch thing I was taught to do as a girl and my oldest coworker asked what was wrong with me and my voice. I had to panic and say I was tired and hadn’t realized I wasn’t talking right.

[nonamem9]

An Overly Political Dream From My Nap

we're in this new huge condo we're gonna live in for the next few weeks, we got a lot of our house stuff, its as if we're gonna transfer here. it looks all fancy smancy but its just white and black

tried pissing in the public bathroom and the urinals are very large and akin to the spaghetti spoon and the japanese soup spoon, my cousin K came in and i pissed on him instantly, got pissed back tried going away.

cuts to back in the unusually large condo unit with the stairs but with less shit on the floor this time, talking about the place itself, and the holy week trip where you have to go at the lowest floor in the basement to the top floor using the elevator or stairs, the elevator requires permission by the priests and the lowest floors are locked down, only few people who did it are the staff or priests, not a single regular person is able to do it.

cuts to the next day afternoon, watching TV with me and the homies, 1 former classmate from high school J D, 3 of my current classmates, one guy from here online, and then rin penrose. we're joking about JFK cuz of what we're currently watching in the many cartoon channels, somehow george bush is also on the tv so i joked about him too. i mentioned about JFK having hookers and such, to the shock of my friends (or whatever the dream says they are).

we're wondering on what happened to the channels owned by disney after the shutdown, i got off my bookshelf we're sitting on (rin penrose is also there but she's just her animated torso, kinda reminds me of a gmod bot) and switched the channels, its a bunch of filipino radio broadcasts or very old filipino dubs of disney shows. one radio tv channel has the host using a mickey puppet during his show, probably because he is also aware of disney shutting down and his network being the replacement in our cable provider (its still cable link somehow).

cut to morning where im all alone, i forgot what promoted me to play the bombastic version of the philippine national anthem that i made and exclusively use to mock the overly nationalistic, especially politicians, I was wearing my barong tagalog but with a bunch of random honorary badges slapped on, this might've been my "pastor senator" persona/character. im in the white and black version of my current house that is nearby the condo i think. during the second replay of the anthem i got the philipines jacket and a bunch of flags of different sizes, wore the big one as a cape and waving the medium one. there was a bunch of people in front of my house, i think those are the ROTC students. i said a /\/ /-\ zi phrase and gesture after the anthem in mockery of the government. despite being in an crazy patriotic clothes with 50 fake military badges all disorganized, the students thought i was just being edgy and not satirical, they repeated what i did without having a clue on what i mean (even when they're supposed to not hear that, i was practicing for a video), i said "what the fuck??", the teacher got very angry at the students.

i then woke up at 9:26 AM

im pretty sure some of the faces rotc students in the dream are also my IRL current classmates.

[daydreaming-juna]

8,10,16,24,30

Hi, Lord ^-^ Thank you for joining in on the fun! I'm really on the mood for this stuff tonight.

8. what’s your favorite cuisine?

Oh god, me and food have a bad relationship so I tend to change the recipes to my taste... 😅 I would say what survives the best would be Italian 🤌 and Mediterranean cuisine in general. I'm a sucker, for example, pasta and pizza, jamón and chorizo.

10. do you play video games? if so, what games?

I do, simulation ones (TheSims, ZooTycoon when I was a child, really wanted the new zoo game that came out some years ago but I needed a better PC for those graphics 🥲)

I tried the Assassin Creed Unity thanks to the Notredame's fire 🙈 And enjoyed the Lara Croft ones (unfortunately, I got stuck on both games and never finished them...) I tended to own for my hand-me-down PS2 fight or race games - scratched my competitive itch 😂.

I'm not a fan of watching gameplays, but I would spend afternoons watching my cousin play whatever game he was into at the time and help out with tips. Best moment with him was when he played God of War in the living room and the moment both our parents came home I put replay on the moment Kratos had to have some fun with a goddess or whatever - the panic because of the sounds and finishing hitting the buttons sequence before they came into the room 🤣

16. do you like the weather where you live?

I do! Perfect balance of not too hot not too cold.

24. when making plans, do you like to organize or go with the flow when the time comes?

My anxiety is so bad that when I make plans I need certain schedules a week prior to it 😭 And have a general plan of what we are doing. The moment I'm in the middle of it I go with the flow and thrive under pressure if needed 😅 Transportation also fucks me up pretty good so I'm prepared with time ahead for caution.

30. do you always remember your dreams?

Not always, but given my good imagination if it's something hardcore I remember the vibe of it. The question above, the night before plans if my anxiety is that bad I tend to have nightmares because I fear not waking up on time for stuff. And in the same night I can be dreaming the most random genres in a row. Today I had some Saw type survival dream in a school environment 🤷🏻‍♀️

[erigold13261]

Dream last night. 7/19/2023

Dream started off with me as either a highschooler or a college student back at my old elementary school trying to do volunteer work. Or I was trying to see an old teacher. Maybe both. I was there with some friends (old friends in IRL, but in the dream we were actively friends), and they were supposed to also be volunteering.

We were gonna go outside with the kids to supervise them with the full time teachers, to make sure the kids were safe, but it was like cold outside from being winter so my friends were trying to tell me to not go out and just relax for the recess even though we literally came here to volunteer and help. Somehow I ended up doing both.

I was outside watching the kids, and it was somehow nice and sunny out, while also sitting in the lobby talking to the receptionist and holding the door open for people walking in so they can get signed in, and walking around the school library and cafeteria with my friends. I was going back and forth between the interactions for a bit before I stopped on watching the kids at recess.

From there, my dream shifted from me being an adult to being a kid. I wasn’t the same adult that turned into a kid, I was now a new kid that was in a city instead of a town. I had just come home from school like 20-30 minutes ago and was now playing with the other kids around my neighborhood and family (pretty sure they were cousins or at least really close family friends).

We were playing with a shadow demon for some reason. Like we were hiding from it and playing tag. It was just a shadow circle on the ground that grew shadow arms that became physical when giving us stuff. It would ask one of us kids what we wish for, juggle some shadow balls, and then hand us the item if it could make it (we usually asked for candy or maybe a simple toy, we were not getting like a phone from that thing). Then we would play a round and afterwards it would change to what the next kid wanted to play/wish for.

This went on for a bit before adults needed the shadow for something, so we had to say goodbye and go do something else. From here I turned into one of the adults, pretty sure she was the reason we had the shadow demon in the first place because that thing seemed to follow her around whenever not helping others or playing with the kids. 

The dream from this point turned into her/me helping adults out looking for something while the shadow took on a more humanoid look (it was like a tall figure in a cloak but still 2-dimensional and hanging on the walls and floor around me). I had to go out to get gas or something at a gas station and the shadow demon followed me as a circle, sometimes becoming physical in an animal shape or a humanoid shape to walk and talk with me. 

Something big happened at the gas station, I don’t know what. Either I was about to get attacked, the gas station was being robbed, I saw someone run up to me asking for help, something like that. My shadow helped out and then as we were leaving my sister said she couldn’t find our cat at all. We tried looking everywhere for him and couldn’t find him. 

My shadow ended up using its powers to locate our cat and somehow that piece of shit was like a whole city away from us and in some deep ass woods. My shadow turned into a horse (it was a fucked up looking horse with a really long neck, not like a giraffe but weirder) and I hopped on its back to head over to our cat. We had to climb like a mountain or big wall, go through a lot of trees, maneuver around cars and weird ass buildings at really high speeds, but we finally got to our cat and he was just sitting around like a little asshole. 

Pretty sure I woke up at this point, but basically we got the cat back and me and the shadow were dating. It went back to playing with the kids later on.

[gashinabts]

anti-romantic | (m)

word: 4.1k

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre:  Slight Angst, Fluff, Smut

Summary: celebrating father’s day without actually having kids is more fun according to you and jungkook

Warnings: hidden oral sex (fem), blow job, public sex, slight choking, riding, some roleplay (hehe)

a/n: lol this was in my drafts and was supposed to be posted on father’s day but idk if you guys liked this couple...but here it is! Might do more drabbles and stuff with this couple. lemme know what you guys think.

Read this first —> anti-baby fever

“ Happy Father's day!,” you place the bouquet of flowers on the desk before jumping on his body that was peacefully sleeping in the bed. There’s a grunt that comes out and you nuzzle your way into his neck, kissing his moles until he wakes up.

Jungkook's eyes open slowly, yawning loudly before speaking. “ How’d you find out that I have a kid? I thought I did a better job of being discreet,” he smiles when you bite his neck. His large hands hold onto your waist moving you so that you are sitting on top of him. 

“ Yeah happy father’s day...because I do be swallowing your babies,” you hold back your laughter as you try to finish your sentence. 

Jungkook barks a laugh, shaking his head at the dirty joke. “ I’m surprised to hear that coming from your mouth but I’m also proud,” he brings your head down to kiss your lips. There’s a slight gap when he pulls apart, “ So where is my breakfast in bed?” Jungkook asks, his lips barely touch yours as he speaks.

“ Damn, you're taking this roleplay too far,” you huff a laugh. “ Do you also want me to buy you a barbecue grill?” His eyes playfully roll, bringing you down to kiss him once more.

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As funny as it sounds your dad is trying to convince Jungkook to buy a similar barbecue as him, they are talking among themselves, grilling some meat as you are with your mother and sister. It's a small gathering and you just want to go back inside your parents house because it is a million degrees outside. “ Auntie Y/N come swim with us,” one of your nephews comes to splash water on you. He laughs loudly when you give him an annoyed look, as the cold water drenched your summer dress. 

“ I don’t have any swim suits and if I get in there I will probably drown you in front of your mom,” you feel a pinch on your left arm from your mom giving you a disappointed look. On the other hand your sister laughs, shaking your head as she breastfeeds her daughter. The little brat taunts you sticking his tongue out then swims along to play with his cousins. “ I’m kidding,” you tell your mom. 

Turning back to drinking your ice tea, you sigh at the words your mother says next. “ So when are you and Jungkook going to get married? You are not getting anymore younger and it will be hard to get pregnant-”

“ Mom...,” your sister tries to defend you.

The thought of swimming sounds more appealing to you, anything that makes you stray away from this conversation with your mother. “ We actually got married, we just didn’t invite you to the wedding,” you look at your mom, her eyes shooting daggers at you. “ Imma go swimming. My stuff is still in my old room, yeah?” Your mom nods her head, pinching the bridge of her nose, probably at the annoyance of you. 

Stepping in your old room feels nice, the cold air hitting your slightly sweaty face, instantly making you cool down. You toss your body on your bed, closing your eyes, taking a breather before going outside and into the boiling pits of hell. “ This brings up old memories,” you hear your boyfriend. Smiling you look to the doorway, his body leaning against your door entrance, his arms are crossed and there’s muscle definition on his biceps. 

“ Yeah, because we lost our virginity on this bed,” you hold your hand out so he can come closer to you. Jungkook leans down, giving you quick kisses before giving you a suggestive look. 

“ Should we recreate it?,” his eyebrows go up and down. 

“ Okay,” you whisper, bringing his head down to kiss him again. “ That means you have to come in the first minute,” you laugh as he lets out a groan. Pushing him away you get up from the bed, and go to the drawers and grab a swimsuit. Putting it on you feel the straps digging into your hips and your top barely covering your boobs. Of course you don’t fit your high school swimsuits. 

“ Fuck,” you hear Jungkook sigh. Turning around you give him a confused look until you look down and see a boner. “ You look so fucking hot,” he comes to grab at your ass but you smack it off. Jungkook likes that you can’t fit in your bottoms, your cheeks showing making him want to bite it. Your hips look wider and he wants to hold on to it, feeling your supple skin that spills out from the thin straps. And the way your boobs spill out like they are purposely begging him to suckle on them. 

The apple of cheeks blush, your eyes widening at the intense stare. Shaking your head while looking at the door entrance nervously to see if anyone saw this scene. “ We are not fucking here, wait till we get home,” you lift your top up to try to cover more skin. 

“ Let me just taste you, baby. I’ll be quick,” his hands hold your hands kissing it, giving you his best puppy eyes. He just wants to smell you and taste you. A whole parade happens in his head when you agree, leaning against the dresser and parting your legs. 

Maybe it’s the heat that went to your head, that made you dumbly nod without thinking about the consequences that might happen. It turns you on even more, that you guys have to be careful and aware of your surroundings. Jungkook goes on his knees, pecking the inside of thigh before moving the swimsuit to the side, showing him your glistening folds. Immediately, his mouth is on you, tasting your arousal on his taste buds. One of your hands goes up to your mouth softening your quiet moans. The other hand, holds the dresser tightly, afraid that you might fall down.

His tongue lathers you wetness, looking up to see your chest heavily move and down. Your pretty eyes looking down at his mouth work wonders on you. “ Jungkook,” you moan. His rough hands lift your thighs up, stuffing his face more in, tongue penetrating in and out in your entrance. 

Lewd noises are being made by the two of you. Jungkook’s lips smack against your pussy, while your moaning has increased despite your hand muffling the noises. Your eyes widen when you notice your door is still open, anybody can pass by because the bathroom is across your room. “ Pay attention to me baby,” Jungkook smacks the outside of your thigh.

Listening to his words, you look into his doe eyes, his tongue do small licks on clit then sucking it before his lips plop off loudly. “ I don’t want you wearing this outside, because all I want to do is fuck you silly,” his finger goes to your entrance, thrusting slowly with a slight curl. “ I love the way you look in this,” his other finger joins and watches your hips ride them like it was his cock. He blows cool air onto your folds watching your body twitch at the sensation.

“ Yeah? I can barely fit in it,” you say as you toss your head back. There’s a cooling sensation against your heat, pulling your bottoms more to the side so it doesn’t go in the way of his mouth.

“ That’s why I love it, your body spilling out of it and it’s fucking hot. Look at your tits barely covered, your nipples are begging to be sucked on,” he gives you a sloppy kiss on your clit before continuing, “ Your hips look really wide, you know that means you can take my cock better.” His thumb rubs your clit fast, more wetness seeps out of your entrance making his fingers slide in faster. “ I also love it because I got to see you grow into and out of this swimsuit. Just proves to you that I’m always here,” he pecks your thigh. 

The words make you blush, insecurities washed away because you never thought that not fitting your swimsuit could be this hot and liberating. More importantly it makes you want to come all over his mouth. “ I love you,” you whisper softly.

His eyes are sparkly, looking like he holds the constellations in his eyes. “ I love you,” he says. Then placing his mouth on your cunt. Eating you up like he didn’t eat at all today. He moans into you, as your hands hold his hair tightly, the vibrations hitting your sensitive nerves making you moan loudly as you come against his wet mouth. Your hips moving against his mouth as you come down your high, finally stopping after a few seconds. Jungkook places your bikini back in place, kissing your hip. 

His hair is in his face, you tuck a strand behind his ear, “ Yeah, I’m not going swimming anymore,” you laugh in disbelief that your boyfriend ate you out in your childhood bedroom while your family is outside. Taking off your bikini you return back to your summer dress.

“ Yeah, we don’t want you flashing a nipple when you do a cannonball,” he laughs, getting up and watching you look at the mirror. There’s a slight frown on your face, he comes closer plopping his head on your shoulder. “ What’s wrong?” his hands are placed on your waist drumming his fingers. 

“ Do you want to get married?” your eyes meet Jungkook’s. His eyes widening at your question, there’s a couple seconds of silence. His body immediately leaves your, creating a small gap. Turning around to face him instead of talking to his reflection. 

Jungkook's eyebrows raise. “ Are you asking me or is it your mom?” When he was talking to your father earlier, he noticed you looking annoyed while talking to your mother. There was a small frown on your pretty face, and he wanted to kiss it off but your father was talking about which charcoal he uses for the grill.

“ It’s better to just get it over with, so she won’t have to keep pestering me,” you shrug. Which is probably not the right choice of words, since Jungkook lets out a disappointed sigh. His hand pushes his hair back in frustration. 

“ Seriously, Y/N?” As much of Jungkook would love to get married to you, he doesn’t want to get proposed because ‘you just want to get it over with’, it leaves his heart feeling heavy that you don’t see the problem in this. 

The tone in his voice sounds just like your mother, a chastising tone, and you get annoyed.“ I thought you wanted that,” you toss your head back. Not knowing what you are doing wrong. 

Jungkook doesn’t want to argue, especially now, since you guys are supposed to be spending family time. “ Not like that,” he rolls his eyes at how unaware you are. There’s a few seconds of silence, his hands push his hair back in frustration. “ Let’s go back out,” he says in defeat. Walking ahead of you, not holding your hand like he usually does.

The slider door is right in front of you, your family are talking among each other. One thing you don’t want is to be on bad terms. “ Jungkook, are you upset?” You grab his hand before he can walk outside to carry on talking to your family. 

“ Yes. Let’s talk about this later, okay?” Jungkook turns around giving you a smile. Not the kind of smile that makes your heart flutter, it’s the type of smile that you give when you don’t want to deal with someone. In defeat, you nod letting go of his hand, as he walks to the pool getting splashed by your nephews. He brightly smiles at them, wiping the water off his face before getting a water gun and chasing them with it. 

Sighing you walk to your dad who is still grilling meat, he looks at you smiling. “ Something wrong kiddo,” he asks as he flips over the meat. Typically, you never talk to your dad about your problems, only ever going to your sister sometimes but she’s not much help because she’s with your mom.

“ Jungkook and I had a...little argument,” you say, looking to the pool to see him spinning your nephew around. “ I asked if we should just get married because of mom’s bickering. Jungkook got upset,” you scratch your arm. Looking back at your dad whose face is at a grimace, your eyes widening. “ What?” 

There is playful screaming and laughing in the background, you ignore it trying to listen to your dad’s words. “ Don’t you think that’s a little harsh? I wouldn’t want to be asked like that,” he chuckles lightly. 

Replaying the conversation that you had with Jungkook, you mentally smack your palm to your head. Your mom shouldn’t be the reason why you should marry Jungkook. Jungkook is a hopeless romantic, he likes to be swallowed whole by your love. So of course he wouldn’t want to be proposed like that. Your dad pats your back in comfort before leaving you in your thoughts as you look at Jungkook making funny faces at your baby niece.

Jungkook is back in the house grabbing plates from the kitchen cabinet, you close the slider door quietly, walking behind him as he reaches for the last plate. Wrapping your arms behind his small waist, his breath hitches, exhaling your name. “ I’m a dummy,” you whisper.

Jungkook softly laughs, “ No you're not. I’m sorry for overreacting-“

“ You weren’t though,” you lay your head completely on his back, hearing his heartbeat. “ I wasn’t being considerate,” you kiss his back through his shirt. The plate makes a small clunk sound when he places it on the counter, turning around in your arms. His brown eyes look into your eyes before kissing you on your cheek. 

“ Baby, do you want me to talk to your mom?” Jungkook asks, his large hand caressing your cheek. You give him a questioning hum. “ That we don’t have to get married right now. That we are perfectly fine just the way we are.”

The silky strands are gliding in between your fingers, as you push it away from his face.“ Hmm. Maybe she will listen to you better,” you smile. Jungkook can easily make your mom's views change within seconds with his charming smile. 

---

Jungkook lifts you up the ground before you enter the house, crossing the threshold as he holds you in his strong arms. “ Why do you keep doing this with every house,” you laugh, holding on to him tightly. “ We don’t even know we are buying this house,” you say as he finally puts you down. Looking around the empty house, you visualize a sofa and tv in the spacious living room. 

“Exactly we don’t know, it’s bad luck not to do that,” he also looks around. “ This is nice,” he whistles looking at your hips swaying as you walk to the kitchen. “ The kitchen I mean,” he cockily says.

Turning around you playfully swat him, “ Can you imagine yourself cooking here?” The cold countertops touch your fingertips as they slide against it. You can see yourself cooking here making food for you and Jungkook, his hands on your hips as he watches you. 

Jungkook likes the way the set up of the kitchen, the granite countertops and the dark brown wooden cabinets give the kitchen an expensive feel. Compared to the first apartment he got with you in college this place is a thousand times better. His heart flutters knowing that he gets to share the rest of his life with you in this house. He comes closer to you hugging you from behind as you look inside the empty cabinets. “ Mhm, yeah I can see myself cooking here,” his nose rubs against your neck loving the perfume you're wearing. He can also see himself doing other things in this kitchen. “ And eating here too,” he says, blowing a raspberry in your neck.

Laughing in his hold you turn your head to kiss his cheek, “ Let’s go up. Before you act on your fantasies,” you grab his hand. Going up the stairs you guys checked out the three rooms and bathrooms. This house is something that you’ve been wanting for the past year, it’s spacious, has a big backyard to plant your flowers, and two hours away from your parents. “ We can put our bed here,” you point in the middle. “ The dressers here,” you point in two different directions. 

Jungkook smiles fondly as you point at random spaces, he’s pretty sure that you pointed at the same area more than once for different furniture going there. “ How about the other rooms? You don’t think three rooms is big?”

You shake your head, “ I think it’s perfect. Our room, your gaming room, and maybe a guest room in case my mom wants to spend the night,” you shrug at the end. There’s a rush of serotonin just imagining getting this house. “ What are your thoughts?” His pretty eyes look around the empty big room and smile on his face.

“ Let’s get it,” he looks back at you. Your eyes meet and you grab his shirt pulling him down to kiss him to show him how happy you are. Pulling away, he holds your chin looking at your silly smile. ‘ Yeah, this is definitely home,’ Jungkook thinks to himself.

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“ Fuck Y/N,” Jungkook moans loudly his head hitting the back of his seat.  Your mouth sucks his tip lightly as your hand moves up and down his cock. His breathing is getting louder, and he wraps your hair around his hand, wanting to see your eyes. “ Couldn't even wait to go inside the apartment,” he shakes his head in fake disappointment. But this was far from disappointing. 

Moaning against his tip, you shake your head. Deciding on buying the house turned you on and you couldn’t wait to fuck him. Your lips make a plop sound as you pull apart, “ That wouldn’t be any fun,” you kiss his tip. Causing him to groan at your cunningness. “ We should fuck one last time in this parking lot,” you blow cold air on his tip before going down again. 

Jungkook wipes the foggy car window to make sure no one is here looking at you choking on his cock. You're letting guttural noises and your eyes water at his size, your hips move side to side in the air, probably itching to be touched. “ Yeah, choke on it,” Jungkook pushes your head down more, throat tightening around his cock. “ Are you crying on my cock?” Jungkook condescending laughs.

 It turns you on how mean he is being, your tears come down even more at the humiliation but you enjoy it. You can feel your panties are getting stuck on your folds and you badly want to relieve yourself. Jungkook pushes your head down one last time before pulling your head by your hair to kiss you. His tongue pushes against your exchanging moans against each other. He helps you move your body over the center console so you are now sitting on his lap. “ Wait Jungkook,” you pull apart. “ I need to take my pants off,” you look at the tight space around you. There’s not enough room to take it off where you are.

Jungkook screams at himself for not owning a bigger car. “ Uhh, just take your pants off real quick outside and come back inside the car,” he looks out to see no one out. The things you do for sex, you hurridely take off your pants and returning back to the position. His hands are on your thighs rubbing them up and down, as he makes outs with you. Your hips move against his trying to pleasure yourself. 

Jungkook pulls away staring at you with a lustful gaze, his hands moving up to caress your face, “ Can’t believe we are doing this,” he says, laughing in disbelief.

“ Mmm, same.  Something about you signing the papers and paying the deposit turned me on,” you kiss his cheek, while stroking him in your hands.

He groans, tossing his head back showing his bare neck for a quick second, “ Yeah?” He gives you a boyish smile. “ When I saw you walking up the stairs. Kinda wanted to fuck you right there,” he kisses your neck. He moans your name when you insert his cock into your tight entrance. 

“ Next time, do it. Take me anywhere in our new house,” you hold his head close to your neck. Feeling him sucking on your skin, probably marking his love for you. “ Are you gonna fuck me like your little housewife?” Smiling to yourself when you hear him groan your name. You breath out heavily, thighs shaking as you move up and down on his cock.

Jungkook's hands wrap around your waist tightly, thrusting up into you. “ My little housewife,” he whispers to himself. It doesn’t necessarily fit your image, due to the fact that you have a high paying job and you guys aren’t even married but it turns him on. There’s something a little demeaning about it and it twisted as it sounds he wants to continue with this little act you proposed. “ Gotta have you wearing nothing but an apron on,” he snarkily smiles up to you. 

His hard thrust is making you jostle in his arms, and you cry even more just imagining him fucking you from behind as you cook him dinner. “ Yeah what else would you want from me, my lovely husband,” you put your hands to the car ceiling trying to keep yourself ahold. 

His heart does a little jump at the word of husband, he knows it’s only you teasing but he loves the way it comes out of your mouth. “ Mmm, you have to be waiting on your knees when I come home from work,” he says while one of his hands trails up your neck lightly squeezing it. “ Fuck your mouth since you’re a needy slut waiting for her husband like a good wife.” 

Your walls tighten when you hear him speaking nothing but filth to you. His thrust hits the spot that makes you drool and eyes rolling back. “ Fuck Jungkook,” you whisper. The car is probably moving from how hard Jungkook is fucking. If someone were to walk by they can obviously tell that you guys are doing the nasty, but you don’t care, this is your last day in this apartment complex.

Jungkook looks at your tits bouncing and his mouth does his best at sucking at them. He moans around it loving the feeling of your nipple in his mouth. His eyes look up at you staring down at him, sucking it hard. His lips plops off your tit, “ Are you gonna come for me, my pretty little housewife?” He watches as you nod your head up and down, holding the car ceiling as your life depends on it. He wants to remember this moment forever. His hand holds your soft tit, fingers pinching your nipple, while his mouth goes back to the other nipple sucking it softly. Your walls squeeze his cock tight as you come around it while moaning his name loudly. He prays that the windows do a good job muffling your moans, but he doubts it.

Your hands come down brushing his hair back, “ Come in your wife,” your body is still shaking from the intense orgasm. “ Make good use of me,” you tell him. His eyes roll back at words. He sucks harder on your nipple and you hiss in pain and delight. He holds you tighter in his arms, thrusting in quick motions as he comes into you. 

The feeling of his come in your cunt makes you want him to fuck you all over again. Knowing that you are the only person in the world to have him inside you like this makes you prideful. The breaths die down and Jungkook is now sucking your nipples softly, humming around it. Your hands softly brushing his hair back, letting him do his thing. “ I didn’t know you would be so into the housewife role playing,” you laugh to yourself. 

His lips part from your tits, and he laughs with you. “ You're into it just as I was,” he pecks your boob one last time before taking his cock out of you. The semen slowly comes down your lips, his finger coming to massage it into your folds. His mouth waters wondering what you and him taste like together. He looks up, “ Wanna quit your job and I’ll wife you up?” he laughs when you swat his hand away.

[headcannonsbutwrittenbyasnake]

A bunch of Devil may cry!Yuu headcanons

Also this is just a bunch of random headcanons not really in any order

Imma say this outright Yuu is Dante's kid (I say daughter but really it could be anything)

When Grimm and Yuu first meant and Grimm spit fire in her face, Yuu keep smiling and was just like "Neat!"

Also almost killed Crowley at the entrance ceremony and got collared by Riddle

Genuinely thought Riddle was a kid when she met him

Is so tired with life... She went from dealing with her family's antics to now this world antics? Just wants a break

Yuu also has some of Dante's old weapons- and a few of her own

Agni and Rudra, Nevan, and a pistol her Auntie Lady gave her :)

Just kinda watches most things play out

Like when Ace and Grimm got into a fight, she just didn't do anything

"Ohh now this is getting spicy! Oh wait, they've burnt the statue..."

Instead of Yuu calling out to Deuce to stop Ace, Grimm did.

Doesn't know how Ace is still alive after getting a cauldron dropped on him

Ace also found out very quickly what a 'summon sword' was

"AH! What the hell??" "Don't worry we do this in my family all the time!" "What the fuck is wrong with your family!"

Lets just say the Adeuce combo is confused and scared for Yuu's safety

Now ignoring all of the main story stuff them finding out Yuu is pretty much indestructible even by half demon standers was a complete accident

During a fight, a spell hit Yuu and flung them through a wall

Yuu just stood back up and proceeded to beat the ever living shit out of said student

"Yuu! Are you okay?" "Hm? Oh yeah, don't worry about it. My cousin and I use to throw each other threw walls to see who was stronger!" "..." "..." "Well who was stronger?" " My cousin."

After showing them a photo of her, Nero, Dante, and Vergil they had some questions

"You are all just copies of each other." "Well Dante and Vergil are twins." "Yeah we can tell."

After a few more questions Yuu retells the family history

"So you're all half demons right?" "Right," "And you only just found out your Uncle was alive?" "Yep" "After he tried to kill your father a couple of times, and took your cousin's arm?" "Uh-huh" "And you are completely okay living with him?" "Yeah why?" "Oh great seven..."

After Jack joined the first year squad, him and Yuu became very good friends

"Yuu, please don't throw Leona-senpai," "No, he talked shit, now he gets hit!" "Count him lucky it wasn't the gun."

Deuce + Yuu = The "I have a single parent who I love and if you say anything bad about them I will kill you" squad

Yuu cares for Grimm very deeply and would absolutely murder someone for him (Watch your back Idia)

Yuu like Chen'ya just not the rest of RSA

Neige was to sweet and pure, Yuu just doesn't know what do to

Can and will eat Lilia's cooking and scare the rest of Diasomnia

"Yuu-chan! I've made you a meal, it must be hard living all alone in Ramshackle." "Oh thank you Lilia"*takes a bite* "How does it taste?" "It's fine, definitely not the worst thing I've had..."

Silver's in the background wondering just what Yuu's eaten (Hint hint: it was demon)

Yuu was on the street for a while and being desperate and constantly hunted, Yuu just kinda... Killed a demon and ate it... A few times (if V can do it in the manga, Yuu can too)

Malleus and Yuu are pretty close

"You are not scared of me?" "Well you aren't scared of me."

Over all DMC!Yuu is pretty desensitized to violence and gore, is blunt, but cares deeply for her friends and family

[mingiswow]

SKZ | They comfort you after a nightmare

Genre: Angst, fluff, slice of life

Warnings: mentions of cheating, death, and kidnapping, some curse words probably, some of the boys are older in their reactions. If I forgot anything let me know

⚠ English is not my first language, so sorry if there's any mistake, corrections are always welcomed.

➥ chan

It was rare the occasions where you went to the dorm, it was usually Chan who went to your house. Right then you were currently laid on the sofa of his studio, sleeping while he finished some songs. You started sweating, your body moving around uncomfortably, your breathing becoming erratic. “Y/N? Y/N! Babe… wake up. Babe, wake up!” your boyfriend started to shake you lightly, waking you up from the nightmare.

You looked around, grounding yourself and realizing where you were. Immediately you hugged the man in front of you. “Had a nightmare?”.

“You had left me because I was a waste of your time and you told me I was not good enough for you” you answered, not taking your head from his neck, a few tears leaving your eyes. “Hey! Don’t you dare think I’ll ever say those things to you! To think I’d think like that, okay? You are the most precious person in my life. Hell! I’d die to ever think about hurting you” his calloused thumb ever so gently caressing your cheek, wiping your tears.

You nodded. Kissing his lips. “C’mon. Let’s go home, aight? I’ll tuck us like a burrito and cuddle you all night and tell you how much I love you”.

“You’re cringe, Bang Chan”

“But you love me like that”.

➥ lee know

You couldn’t believe your eyes. It was him. It was your boyfriend kissing another girl right in front of you. You didn’t have a reaction, all you could do was cry. You fell to your knees, tears falling heavily from your eyes. Suddenly a hole opened on your feet and you fell into it like Alice fell into the rabbit hole.

Your body jolted from the bed, a silent scream leaving your mouth. “Y/N? Are you okay?” the raspy morning voice from your boyfriend sounded beside you, his hand caressing your back. “Did you have a nightmare?”

“You were cheating on me” you turned to look at him, his shirtless frame still lazily laid on the bed, a lazy smile on his lips. “You’re so cute when you’re pouty, you know?” he pulled you back on the bed, caging you on his arms, the warmth of his body soothing your own. “I love you, Y/N. Cheating you is the last thing I'd do to you. Now go back to sleep, and have wet dreams with me”.

“Lino-yah!” he giggled at your blushed form, kissing your lips before, bringing you back to his chest, and playing with your hair until you fell asleep.

➥ changbin

The warmth of his hand felt so comfortable against your cold ones. The snow was falling from the sky while you and your boyfriend decided to take a walk since everyone was in the comfort of their home, no one would see you.

But just as you turned a corner there they were, the paparazzi, the fansites, seasangs. Everyone was taking pictures of you two. Flashes got mixed with screams and you could barely see anything in front of you. You started calling your boyfriend’s name but with no answer.

And then you were naked. Naked in the cold winter air while everyone took pictures and laughed at you. “Changbin! Changbin! Changbin! CHANGBIN!”

“Babe… wake up. Y/N, love. I’m here. I’m here” the scene suddenly started to fade in your mind and you got back to your bedroom. The dim light coming from the bedside lamp barely illuminating your boyfriend, his broad silhouette being distinguished before he engulfed you in a hug. "’s okay. I’m here now, I’m not going anywhere”.

“They caught us, they were taking pictures” you whispered on his chest, feeling the way his body hugged you. “I don’t want to lose you” you felt his fingers start to caress your hair, giving you warmth and reassurance.

“Sh… You won’t lose me, okay? I’m here with you, no one will get us. And if they get I don’t fucking care. You’re my girlfriend and I love you. ‘Kay?” you nodded, laying your head on the pillow again, Changbin spooning you. “I love you too, Bin”

➥ Hyunjin

You fell asleep while watching your boyfriend practice the dance routine over and over again, the sound of his shoes rubbing and stepping on the floor flooding your ears and intoxicating your brains. The sound kept getting louder and louder as you opened your eyes and a giant version of your boyfriend was destroying the town with his dance moves.

You started to scream his name, trying to get his attention with no success. You decided the best way was to approach him like Ann Darrow did with King Kong. But when you tried to get to him, his left foot raised in the air and stepped on you, squashing you like in the cartoons.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHH” you lifted your head fast from the ground, hitting Hyunjin’s head.

“Ouch!” he rubbed his head laughing a little bit. “Please don’t try to kill me, I’m just trying to help you here” he looked at you, a playful smile on his lips. “You just took a nap and had a nightmare?” you nodded.

“You had transformed into this giant dancer that was destroying the town and squished me dead” he laughed at your pout. “Ok, Let’s go home miss damsel in distress. It’s getting late anyway” he helped you to get up from the floor, giving him a hug and a peck on his nose.

“For a giant, you are pretty cute and soft” he laughed at your comment, shaking his head and grabbing his stuff.

➥ Jisung

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT! YOU ARE SO STUPID, Y/N!”

“I didn't do anything” you started crying, still not knowing why he was screaming at you. “Please tell me what I did. I…”

“Stop playing dumb! You know what you did!” Jisung kept screaming at you while your tears kept falling from your eyes, a pool starting to form on your feet. In mere seconds you were drowning in your own tears, the air becoming scarce as you forgot how to breathe.

You woke up scared, shaking, crying, barely breathing. You looked at the empty spot in your shared bed, the fear starting to build in your chest again. Slowly you got out of bed, searching for your boyfriend and finding him in the kitchen, sneakily eating ice cream. “Oh… Hi babes” the guilty smile on his lips made you breathe more normally, you weren’t stuck in your nightmare anymore. “You okay?” he asked, handing you another spoon so you could join him.

“Had a nightmare. You were screaming with me and calling me names” you put the spoon in your mouth, pouting as you spoke and ate. “When I woke up you weren’t there. Got scared” he grabbed your cheeks and kissed your lips and forehead, wrapping you in a hug after.

“Sorry I wasn’t there, I woke up craving some ice cream” he laughed at himself. “But I’m here now, and I’ll never call you anything but sweet and cheesy words of love, ok?” you nodded, scenting his cologne on his neck. “Want more ice cream or cuddles to sleep?”

“Cuddles” you answered, smiling at him once you left his neck. “Your wish is my command ma’am” he hugged you from behind, guiding you two back to the bedroom between giggles and laughs.

➥ felix

“Y/N! Wake up. Are you listening?” your eyes widened open when you heard your husband’s voice. “It’s okay. I got you” he hugged you tight, caressing your back. “It’s just a nightmare, it’s normal”

“I was so scared it was real” you cried on his chest. The pregnancy screwing with your hormones. “They had taken the baby from us. They had stolen from us” the tears kept staining his pajama shirt. “Sh… Y/N, the baby is here, no one will take them from us” he left your embrace and held your face.

Wiping away your tears, he kissed you gently, his hands caressing the little bump starting to grow in your belly. “It was just a nightmare. They are right here, inside your beautiful body, full of love from their mommy and daddy, ok?” you nodded, looking at his hand. “I love you” he kissed your lips “this is our little family”.

You nodded, the sad tears turning into happy ones with the amount of love and joy your husband gave to you. “I love you too, Lixie”.

➥ seungmin

You ran like your life depended on it. Because it did. You screamed for Seungmin as you tried to run away from your evil clone, the wicked face looked so much like you but at the same time so different. You stopped suddenly when you hit on something.

“Oh thank God it’s you Seugmin! Please tak- AHHHHHHHHHHHHH” you screamed at the top of your lungs when you felt him hit your chest with a knife.

“Y/N! What happened?” the boy by your side woke up with your scream, scared something bad might have happened to you.

“We shouldn’t have watched that movie” you hid your face in his neck, hugging his body and crying a little while he giggled at you. “Stop! It was scary! I was trying to get me and you were the one who hurt me” you pouted looking at the man, trying to do a puppy face.

“I told you we should not watch horror movies, you always get scared” he patted your head, kissing the top of it before bringing you both back to your lying position, hugging you tight to his chest. “And if I dare to hurt you one day, I will let you take revenge”.

➥ jeongin

You looked over at the people at your wedding reception, everyone having fun on the dance floor, your feet too hurt to actually move any longer. You watched as yours and Jeongin’s family got along, smiling at yourself for being so lucky.

Then your eyes landed on your now-husband and how he happily spoke to one of your cousins when he whispered in her ear, the woman giggling and nodding, her hands lingering a little too long on his arms, her long nails almost entering the fabric as she squeezed the place.

Tears started to fall from your eyes as you watched the scene unfold in front of your eyes and then you started running away from the place, from everyone. You could only hear the faint screams of your name by your husband. “Y/N! Y/N! Y/N! WAKE UP!”

Your eyes finally shot open, the place slowly starting to be visible in silhouettes by your eyes, the darkness of your bedroom embracing you. “Are you okay, sweetie?” the voice of your fiance sounding worried by your side. “Did you have a nightmare?” you nodded and hugged him.

“You and my cousin were flirting at our wedding and… and” you hiccuped the words as he soothed you.

“Y/N, I’d never do that. Do you hear me? You are my best friend, my lover, my partner,ever and the love of my life. I would never even do anything like that to hurt you”

“Promise?” you looked at him, not much being visible in the darkness. He nodded, whispering a soft promise against your lips, making your worries go away.

[quirklessidiot]

title : cigarettes and parfaits [1] pairing : older!nanami kento x younger!reader [13 year age gap, ft toji fushiguro] Genre: romance, fluff, super duper mild angst, slice of life, josei, bad comedy, strangers to lovers au

Summary: you’re pretty sure you’d remember marrying a man 13 years older than you, right?

Warnings: alcohol, smoking, very,very mild smut, y/n making stupid decisions, everyones a human-au so yeh non-canon stuff and everyone’s happy (periODT BECAUSE NANAMI DESERVES HAPPINESS)

Notes: after repeatedly giving you jjk angst, i have been very happy to announce that i am able to write something fluffy now. Yay! (Anyways this is based on the manga sesame salt and pudding, yall better read that. It’s just *chefs kiss*) also this may or may not be written ebcause of the amount of smoll nanami content i’m seeing around this site hmPH 

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The sound of your alarm blared at the crack of dawn, making you immediately jerk up in an unfashionable manner, you shouldn’t drink on Sunday nights. Good lord,  why did you even do that?-

Your thoughts are cut short though when you feel something, better yet, someone, next to you. It’s dark but you could definitely tell that whoever this stranger is, had settled himself quite comfortably by your side. You blink once then twice then slowly reached out to switch your lamp open to get a good look on who was next to you.

Thankfully, you’re still in your clothes from last night.

Also, who the fuck is this?

Your brows are furrowed together as you try to remember who this person was. Blonde hair and jaw so sharp that it could probably cut the vegetables on your kitchen counter, some fine lines littered his face as he wrinkled his forehead in his sleep.

The tie on his neck is loose as you slowly peered to observe him even more and for some odd reason that made your ears turn bright red as you check out his rather lean figure (he wasn’t overly muscular, he was just right)

“Oh shit.” You mumbled, snapping out of your daze, you had to focus! This was a stranger for crying out loud, “Who the-”

Before you could even say anything more, his eyes shot open and you’re greeted by chocolate brown eyes. You try to stutter out a reply, clearly in your frazzled state the only thing you could let out was, “What the fuck?”

“Oh, you’re awake.” his voice was deep and quite raspy, and daresay, it suited his rather sharp appearance.

Was this stranger awake this whole time that you were gawking at him under the dim light? Your ears turn even a brighter shade of pink. Was it just the heater or was this room getting hotter than it should be?

Yet despite your flustered state though, he thankfully remains oblivious, “Are you feeling any better?” he asks.

Despite his bland facial expression, there was a certain warmth in his tone and that made your heart beat quicken. It wasn’t everyday that you’d wake up to find a good looking older gentleman next to you after all, “I’m good…” You shyly replied, the confidence you had moments ago while you were cursing him was gone when you heard his soft tone, “I- sorry but who are you? What happened?”

He stares at you for a moment and purses his lips, “Nanami Kento.” he introduces himself briefly. From the likes of it, he seemed like a professional, “To be honest, I don’t have much recollection from last night due to the alcohol. When I woke up a few moments ago, you wouldn’t let go and I had no choice but to lay there and wait for you to wake up.”

You paled just a bit at his explanation and turned bright red right after, how embarrassing! Not only did you just embarrass yourself in front of this older gentleman awhile ago, you did something so unlike you last night! Thank god this ojisan was a lot more calmer than you. He didn’t even look that perplexed or annoyed by your state at all.

He runs his hands through his soft blonde hair after and lets out a low groan.

“D-Does your head hurt, Nanami-san?”

“Yes.”

“I-would you-” you tried to stammer a few words out yet you're immediately cut off by his phone ringing.

Right, boundaries. You shouldn’t overstep them since you already did so much last night to disturb him despite you two being so out of it. You watch him as he answers his cell phone in a quick and suave manner, all traces of hungover gone, “Nanami speaking.” He greets as soon as he answers the call, “I understand. Please try to help them out and I apologize for the inconvenience.”

He ends the call and stands up, tightening his tie. Despite him spending the night here, he still looked orderly and it’s so unfair because right now, you knew you looked like absolute shit with the alcohol and booze in your system.

“I have to take my leave now. I apologize for intruding.” he bows down formally.

You’re pretty sure you were the one who intruded, his actions makes you immediately stand up despite the throbbing headache which was definitely a wrong move because the moment you did, you felt your legs giving out.

Great.

“I-sorry, I would bow…” You tried to stammer out an apology, ears bright red once again, just how much could you embarrass yourself in front of this gentleman?  “Sorry for the intrusion too Nanami-san.”

He leaves without saying anything much to your relief and as soon as you hear your front door close, you scream right at the pillow.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid!” You muffled at the pillow.

Thank God you wouldn’t be seeing him ever again!

“L/N-sensei.”

You turn to find Maki and Megumi standing there, they were members of a rather elite family in Tokyo, Most often you avoided bumping shoulders with Megumi’s father since he was, well, quite a tease and although you do admit that Toji Zen’in is a very good-looking and fine man from a very good background, you couldn’t look past the fact that you taught his kids mathematics and there was a good fifteen year age gap between you two, “Hi there.” A warm smile dances on your lips, “Is this about the earlier math problem again?”

The question was directed to Maki, Megumi wasn’t one to ask questions about his lessons since he wasn’t fond of academics.

“Actually, it isn’t. Toji-ojisan says you should come to his birthday.” Maki shrugged, “He says his 40th birthday wouldn’t be complete if you weren’t there.”

Ah, that’s why Megumi didn’t want to go alone. The young boy’s cheeks are painted pink, clearly embarrassed by his father’s antics, “Ah,” You laughed, trying to play it cool. Despite his father’s relentless teasing, he had never made you feel uncomfortable. If he hadn’t been asking you out a few times, you’d consider him a friend, “Your otosan does love to joke around a lot doesn’t he, Megumi-kun?”

“I could deck him for you if you’d like, sensei. I swear that old man needs to realize that you’re way too young and good for him.” He mumbles the last part, clearly annoyed.

“Oh have you gotten married, L/N-sensei?” Maki cuts her younger cousin off suddenly, clearly surprised, “I thought you never had a boyfriend..or girlfriend...or a lover…”

“I- excuse me?” You sweatdrop, “Married, where?”

“Am I mistaken? You have a silver band on your ring finger at your left hand.” Maki points out, “Congrats sensei! It seems like Toji-ojisan won’t be bothering you anymore!”

You were too much in a frazzled state this morning that you hadn’t even noticed the ring band on your finger. You weren’t married, heck, you haven’t dated since college but where in the hell did you get this ring?

“L/N-san?” You’re snapped back to reality by a coworker, “We have two new enrollees, would you mind handling them since they’ll be added to your section?”

“Right,” You smile, “That’s my cue to leave. I’ll get going now. Enjoy your snack time.”

Before Maki could say anything more about the silverband on your ring finger, you scurried away to the faculty room, shaking that weird feeling off since you had to get back to work. 

Job first, ring later.

As you went in, two abnormally bleached pink hair stood out and you could immediately tell that they were going to be the new kids that you’d be teaching. You walk closer, realizing how much they looked alike despite the markings on the other.

“Hi, Good morning.” You greeted kindly, “You must be the new kids.”

“Ah,” the one with tattoo markings on his face gloated, “Aren’t you too bright?”

“Sukuna, shut up.” his twin frowned, “Sorry Sensei, My brother isn’t feeling so well since our ojisan had told us off before going to school.”

It seemed like the other twin would be a handful, nevertheless, you were still going to be his teacher so you let out a small smile, “It’s fine.” You waved off, “We all have bad days, don’t we? I’m L/N-sensei and I’ll be your homeroom and math teacher.”

“Hai.” The one without tattoos replied, enthusiasm leaking on his tone, “Itadori Yuuji and this is Itadori Sukuna, please take care of us.”

You watch Yuuji force his twin to bow down to show a sign of respect. For a high schooler, Sukuna and Yuuji’s parents seemed so lax, bleached hair and tattoos? That was definitely a first one on your list. You take a look at the data they passed and a small frown settles on your lips, it seemed like you had to take back the words you said earlier.

Both their parents had died a few years ago.

You cleared your throat and tried to put on the smile and enthusiasm from earlier, “I’ll be sure to introduce you to the class right after break and since it’s your first day I’ll be lax but please try not to go in late again.”

Yuuji’s grin remains the same as he agrees enthusiastically while Sukuna still looks mildly uninterested, something that you realize oh-so quickly that you’ll have to get used to.

After introducing the twins to the class, you settle on your desk at the faculty and peer at the ring on your finger. The only conclusion you could come up with was that this was from the older gentleman from the night before but why would he even give you a ring?

It didn’t even look cheap and it was surprisingly just your size, meaning it was definitely for you.

You inwardly let out a groan as you placed your hand on top of your eyes. God, you definitely needed to lay off the alcohol next time. You feel the phone in your pocket start to ring, peerlessly glancing at the unknown number. People really need to lay off the scam calls.

“Hello, I’m sorry I’m not-”

“Yo-ho, is this Y/N-chan?” The voice on the other line is so unfamiliar yet familiar at the same time.

“Uh, who is this?”

“Is your husband with you?” the voice sounds so playful and teasing that you almost ignore what he had just said earlier.

“E-Excuse me?” You sputtered out, cheeks turning red, ��I don’t have a husband.”

“Huh…” the playful voice switches to disappointment, “Don’t tell me you forgot what happened with us last night, L/N-chan.”

You feel something bubbling on your stomach, oh no, this definitely didn’t sound good!

“I- wait, what? who are you? What do you mean? what happened?” countless of questions started to pile up in your head and out of your mouth, panic immediately engulfing you because for a prank call this guy sounded way too legit, confirming your irresponsibility the night before. 

“Silly Y/N-chan. How could you ever forget me? I’m such an important person! I’m Gojo Satoru, your witness from your wedding!” 

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[fruitcoops]

So this is sort of similar to the people writing fanfic about the lions but can you imagine the YouTube edits? Like the videos that are just "Cap having heart eyes for Loops for 10 minutes straight" or "Loops lovingly dragging Caps name through the mud for 3 minutes" like those kinds of things and I can just imagine them doing reaction videos and it just being funny and the world just loving coops

Okay so this wasn't a specific fic request but I got carried away with imagining videos and....here you go. SW credit goes to @lumosinlove, but Grace and Anna are mine! Bonus points to anyone who remembers the easter egg in this one!

Message From: Gracie

ANNA HOLY SHIT

Anna frowned at her phone screen, squinting to read around the spiderweb crack decorating the upper corner. She had tried to convince herself that it was cool, goth, edgy, but in the end she had to admit that it was just irritating. In a tragic turn of events, packing tape couldn’t fix everything.

Message To: Gracie

Wtf did I do

Two weeks of radio silence, then unexplained accusations. Anna shook her head as the grey bubble disappeared for a third time and turned back to her computer. Grace may have been her favorite cousin—and favorite person, if she was being honest—but very few things came between Anna and video editing. Especially editing for a Lions meme video. She had a whole 2,341 followers to attend to, after all.

Message From: Gracie

DID YOU SEE THE FUCKING INTERVIEW???

Message To: Gracie

Wow thank you so helpful

Message From: Gracie

Skip to 2:45 bestie

A link popped up just as Anna cut a segment from the sleep study video, where Loops’ heart eyes were in full effect. It was a rare, precious find for fan editors like herself.

“Come on,” she groaned. Maybe introducing Grace to the deepest parts of her hockey obsession was a mistake. But, really, what else was she supposed to do when she learned her cousin, who didn’t even live in Gryffindor, got to meet her favorite players just by chilling in a café? What kind of cosmic joke was that?

She narrowed her eyes at the embed of the link, then stifled a shriek. Impossible. How had she missed an upload?

As if on cue, her computer pinged with a new notification from the Lion Pride channel. “Oh, fuck me,” she muttered, scrambling to save her half-done video and pressing play.

The interviewer asked basic questions, ones she had heard the answers to a million times while curating her content. It always felt funny to hear people refer to Cap as ‘Sirius’—it was too official, too formal. She had spent countless hours on the compilations of his softer moments, and they were her most popular videos. Cap Having Heart Eyes for Loops for 10 Minutes Gay. Cap Being an Actual Puppy for Six and a Half Minutes. Everyone Wanting Cap Cuddles for Fifteen Minutes. Every Time Cap Smiles When Someone Mentions His Godson. The list was endless. She loved it.

She did a silent fist pump when she saw the interviewer had snagged both Cap and Loops; that would give her a whole new stream of workable content. If she was lucky, she could expand on her series of Loops Lovingly Roasting His Friends, part…fuck it, who was even counting anymore?

Anna was so caught up in her excitement that she nearly forgot about Grace’s suggestion. I’ve never skipped through a video on the first watch before, she thought hesitantly. But maybe just this once…

Her cursor hovered over the 2:45mark. She closed her eyes, and clicked it.

“—have you been adjusting to life as a celebrity?” the interviewer asked. Anna nearly rolled her eyes when Loops laughed. That question had been used far too often to be interesting anymore.

“It’s had its ups and downs,” Loops said with a smile. “Mostly, though, the fans have been incredible and just knocked my socks off with their support.”

“Really? What’s your favorite part of the Lions fanbase?”

He didn’t miss a beat. “Their creativity, for sure. There was a video a while back where we reacted to some of the comments people left, and this person on Twitter made an absolutely beautiful collage of photos.”

“I have it saved to my phone,” Sirius added.

One more clip for the simp video. Anna made a note on the small corner space of her European History notes. The degree can wait for ten more minutes.

“Do you have a favorite creator?”

The interviewer was clearly teasing, but Loops’ smile was genuine. “I don’t know about a favorite, but there’s this person on YouTube who makes a shit ton of videos and they’re hysterical. I saw one the other day about—god, what was it again?”

“Every time I smile when people mention Harry,” Sirius answered around a laugh. “Can you blame me?”

Anna didn’t hear the next question. A ringing noise filled her ears as she sat, frozen, on her shitty dorm mattress and listened to her literal heroes talk about her dorky little channel. “Holy fuck,” she blurted after a moment of silence. “Holy fuck.”

“—subscribed?” The man’s voice snapped her back to reality.

“Of course I am!” Loops said. “You think I’m passing up a chance to watch a compilation of my friends making stupid decisions for the entire internet to see?”

A noise that would have been a shriek if Anna had any breath left in her body escaped her lungs; she clamped a hand over her mouth and shakily exited from the video before going to her YouTube account. 800 new notifications. 700 new followers in the last quarter hour. She was pretty sure she blacked out for a second from sheer shock and joy.

Message To: Gracie

What

Message From: Gracie

You’re famous!

Message To: Gracie

What

Message From: Gracie

I bet he knows your stuff better than he remembers me tbh

“They know me,” she whispered, staring at her computer. The unfinished video showed a perfect frame of Loops’ soft smile as he watched Cap get his toothbrush stuck in his pajama shirt. Somehow, the thought was both exhilarating and horrifying. What if they thought she was a creep? She wasn’t, not really, just a bored college student with not enough free time for a job but too much to keep herself busy with schoolwork. Her 2,341—no, 3,052—followers were just other hockey nerds looking for time to kill.

And the subject of those videos was one of her subscribers.

Anna slipped her headphones back on and began to edit like it was her last day on earth. Her fingers flew across the keyboard on muscle memory while her brain fizzed. Perfect, she thought. It has to be perfect.

In four hours, it was done. She sat back, panting, then hunched over again and began tapping out a title card.

Hello. Idk if anyone saw the new Lion Pride video today (linked below if anyone wants to see why I’m dying right now) but apparently Remus Lupin is subscribed to this channel and has been for a while.

Hi Loops. I’m Anna. You met my cousin once and she said she liked your sweater.

Now that that’s out of the way, please enjoy the next five minutes of our new rookie being the sappiest mf in existence (except for his fiancé). Mr. Lupin, please tell Hattie I say hello.

She pressed upload, peeled her headphones off, and collapsed backward on her bed.

Message To: Gracie

If I die here, tell the world I did it doing what I loved

Message From: Gracie

Will do

OH FUCK YOU FOR BRINGING UP THE SWEATER I SOUND LIKE A CREEP

Anna covered her itchy eyes with her forearm and settled in for a long, long nap. Her brain still needed to repair a few circuits.