#he'll decide when he gets there ig

[mamamittens]

I'm honor of my tendency to write/imagine Thatch/Nikia(sometimes /Izou) where he's just like, a (charming but normal) dude, here's something different!

Modern AU where Thatch is part of a company that is contract killer for hire. They're a big family with a shared passion for murder, the contracts are just to get paid. Most do feel a genuine compulsion to murder and sometimes moonlight as serial killers to handle the urge between missions. Thatch's specialty is food based murder. Allergens, poisons, you name it. If it's to do with food, he's got you covered.

Izou's more old school and tends to do traditional hitman jobs for old money families. The 'no one saw a thing, dude just dropped dead with a bullet between his eyes' type of hit. Very straightforward.

Nikia just works at a library, quietly living her life.

Anyway, Thatch is trying to satisfy an itch with Marco (medicine based kills, or if they need to infiltrate a hospital) and Ace (Arson and death by beating usually). Scoping out the nightlife and seeing how much foot traffic is present for a few pleasure kills.

Nikia walks from work late at night after doing some organizing and passes the boys as they pretend to be drunk and noisy. Resting bitch face as she listens to her music, not giving a shit.

Thatch turns to watch her go and they elbow him with a laugh.

"Oh? Found your next hot date?"

He watched her dark curls catch the streetlights.

"...I think I just did."

He can't quite decide if she'd look more beautiful with a flushed smile on her pale face or limp and lifeless in his arms.

He had plenty of time to figure it out... Izou and himself did get lonely when their jobs took them far from each other for a long time. A cute girlfriend would fill the space nicely for either of their absences.

It'd be such a waste of a pretty face for just one dinner, after all.

[yuramour]

✿ LOVE LANGUAGE — F1 GRID

synopsis. how the grid shows their love pairing. f1 grid x reader (ft. mv1, yt22, ln4, op81, gr63, ka12, cl16, lh44, dr3, aa23, cs55, ob87, ih6, jd7) genre. pure fluff warnings. just some fluffy headcanons, established relationships ig wc. 2.8k (around 200 each)

a/n. TEEHEE MY FIRST F1 HEADCANONS I HOPE YALL LIKE (special thanks to @bear-yawns for giving me this idea & to @revelauver for the oscar and kimi ideas)

MAX VERSTAPPEN

✿ acts of service

for max, it's the simple things. helping you bring in your groceries, opening a jar of jam for you, opening the car door for you, whatever. it all just comes naturally to him- he doesn't even really register what he's doing. but it's like he knows what you need without you ever having to say it. one day you came home from work, and the little light in your car indicating that you needed an oil change lit up. you opted to ignore it for now, deciding you'd get it done at a later date, and went on with the rest of your day. a couple hours later, you heard the door close, and max walked into the living room where you were watching tv. you asked where he was, and he replied "i was just out changing the oil in your car." as if it were no big deal. you hadn't even told him you needed an oil change, but without you even needing to ask, without any incentive, he just went out and did it himself. just because it was something you needed done.

YUKI TSUNODA

✿ physical touch

despite being an avid PDA hater- and if you asked, he'd fully deny it- but really, if he could, yuki would make it so he could be attached to you 24/7. there's nothing he loves more than having his arms wrapped around you. you'd never guess it by looking at the way the two of you interact in public; doing no more than standing close together. but in private, yuki practically lives with his arms around your waist or with his hand in yours. you're standing at the stove making dinner? he's standing behind you, resting his head on your shoulder, his arms around your waist. you're laying in bed in the middle of a saturday afternoon doomscrolling on your phone? he's laying right down with you, your chest acting as a pillow for his head as he watches a youtube video. if any of his friends saw the way you two interacted in private, their jaws would be on the floor- and yuki would never hear the end of it. so he's happy to keep the affection behind closed doors.

LANDO NORRIS

✿ acts of service

not only is this man a clingy mf, he will not let you do ANYTHING. he'll cut your steak for you, pull out chairs for you, fold your laundry for you, he will quite literally jump out of the drivers seat and run around the car to open the passenger door for you. you swear that he'd brush your teeth for you if you'd let him. mans absolutely worships the ground you walk on. and while it may be mildly annoying sometimes, your favorite moments are the softer slower moments at the end of the day. he'll wash your hair for you in the shower, line up your skincare products on the counter and put them away when you're done with them. he'll massage your shoulders as you apply lotion on your arms and legs, and he'll double-check with you to make sure the temperature in the room is comfortable for you before he settles into bed alongside you- adjusting the thermostat accordingly. while his will to make sure you never lift a finger irritates you on occasion, you just consider yourself lucky to have found someone that loves and cares for you the way lando does.

OSCAR PIASTRI

✿ quality time

mr. piastri for sure goes along with acts of service, as well. bc this man is LOYAL. almost to a fault, tbh. this man is convinced that you're his good luck charm. he'll ask you to come to every single race, even if he knows you can't- he just likes to ask anyway. and when you can't come, before every race, he'll stare longingly at that little polaroid photo of you he keeps in his wallet. but oscar knows that the key to a healthy relationship is mutual respect. so trust he will be flying out to see you whenever he gets the chance. he's a firm believer that your life, schooling, and career is just as important as his. this man is calculated with it, too. he's always keeping track of the time difference between you two so that he only calls and texts when he knows you're available- even if it means sacrificing his sleep schedule a bit. but when you're together, things are easy. he doesn't need to take you out to fancy restaurants in italy, or buy you designer handbags for you to know that he absolutely adores you. all you have to do is look his way when you're watching tv on the couch together, and catch him staring at you with that stupid love-struck look on his face for you to know that you're everything to him.

CHARLES LECLERC

✿ physical touch

with charles, his way of showing affection is subtle, fleeting, most people wouldn't even notice the way his hand ghosts across your lower back as he passes by you, or the way he keeps his knee touching yours when you sit next to each other. for charles, physical affection doesn't have to mean being as close together as possible, for him, it means your feet resting on his lap as you two watch tv in the living room together, it means him brushing your hair behind your ear at random times, it means pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles as his pre-race ritual. with charles, physical touch is soft, it's romantic, and most importantly; it's meaningful. every little touch means something- even if he's not quite sure what.

LEWIS HAMILTON

✿ gift giving

now, i know you might think that means him buying you luxury items, designer clothes, and fancy dinners- and all that does in fact going along with dating the lewis hamilton, but you already know he's more thoughtful than that. his gifts come from the heart- everything is personalized exactly to your taste. when you first moved in together, you asked him to buy some new plates, and he remembered from your first date years ago when you mentioned briefly that you loved the plates from the restaurant he took you to. so of course, he tracked down where the restaurant got their plates from so you could have them in your home. valentine's day with this man is absolutely unparalleled- little handmade gifts and notes throughout the day, leading up to a quiet homemade dinner and the final gift of a one-of-a-kind necklace that he had custom ordered just for you. every gift from lewis is special, because he knows you and what you love.

DANIEL RICCIARDO

✿ physical touch

good luck trying to keep this man off of you. like, seriously. hands all over all the time. absolutely unashamed about it, too. whether in the privacy of your own home, or in the paddock where everyone can see, this man will be copping a feel in one way or another. honestly, it's more of a comfort/security thing than anything else. he feels most at ease when he's got a hand on you- not only is it a comfort for him to feel your warm skin in his hands, but it means he knows you're right there, and you're safe. but of course, if he ever gets even the tiniest sense that you're uncomfortable with him touching you, he'll stop immediately. no questions asked. one time you expressed your appreciation for him understanding and respecting your boundaries and he was just like, "???that's literally the bare minimum tho???" daniel is at his happiest knowing that you're safe and comfortable. and the only way he sees he can assure that is to have you in his arms as often as he physically can.

GEORGE RUSSELL

✿ acts of service

i fear this man will not rest until he knows that you're completely taken care of. if george comes home at the end of the day to find you asleep with dirty dishes still in the sink, trust you will be waking up to a spotless kitchen and a fresh pot of coffee. george not only supports you in your career, but he fully encourages you to go out and live your own life. if you're up late studying for a big exam, he will be bringing you drinks, and snacks, and will ask if you need his help with flashcards or anything. the best part about george's affection is that he's not overbearing with it. he seems to know exactly where your boundaries lie without you even having to tell him.

KIMI ANTONELLI

✿ physical touch

oh, kimi. sweet sweet kimi. while he may seem like just a silly little guy, at his heart, he's an absolute loverboy. in private, there's nothing he loves more than to be laying on the couch with you watching tv- and trust he's big spoon. he basically lives to have his arms around you. and in public, he gets anxious if he's not holding onto you in some way. although some bit of him gets a little bit nervous to be engaging in pda, instead of fully holding onto you as he'd like to, he settles for holding your hand tight. (shoutout liz for giving me this idea) if there's a language barrier between you, he definitely comes up with a secret hand holding language- almost like morse code. every squeeze of your hand meaning a different thing. and whenever you're not around? trust he's calling you like, every ten minutes. i swear, anytime he hears something he thinks you'd find funny, or sees something that reminds him of you, he's calling you. no matter the time. that being said, his love language definitely creeps into words of affirmation. even if you don't speak italian, he'll call you some cute italian petname, or tell you some sweet phrases that you can't understand. but that doesn't matter- he knows what he's saying, and trust- it's either the dumbest shit you've ever heard, or the most romantic thing ever uttered by a human being. no in between.

ALEX ALBON

✿ acts of service

similar to lando- but a bit more laid back. he doesn't have the same clingy energy as mr. norris- but he's still just as obsessed with you. he'd do quite literally anything and everything you ask of him; wash the dishes? already done. take your car out to fill up the tank? you don't even have to ask. take you out for dinner at some fancy expensive restaurant? pls, he's already had reservations for months. although he loves doing things for you, he still respects your independence. he'll always cheer you on, praising you for any and every personal achievement you made without his help. alex would do literally anything you ask of him, but he believes that all relationships involve give-and-take. so rather than doing everything for you, he loves to do everything with you.

CARLOS SAINZ

✿ words of affirmation

there will never be any room for doubt in your relationship with carlos, because he will always tell you how much he adores you. his communication is absolutely off the charts, istg. all "pleases" and "thank you's", he'll always let you know how appreciates you are- even with the littlest things. even something as small as you taking the trash out at the end of the day, as soon as you come back inside, you're met with a sweet kiss to the cheek and a murmured "thank you." the way carlos loves so loudly and unconditionally was a little bit jarring to you at first- but you quickly got used to it. not only is he appreciative, but he's observational. any time you change something about your appearance, even just slightly, he notices, and trust, he will be giving you a very specific compliment about it. carlos makes you feel seen, heard, loved, and appreciated more than anyone else. you wake up every morning and go to sleep every night to the sound of carlos telling you he loves you, and whispering some sweet spanish phrase to you- even if you can't understand it. and you wouldn't give that up for the world.

OLLIE BEARMAN

✿ acts of service

ollie is simple with it. almost mindless. maybe it's the older brother in him, but the way he goes out of his way to make your life as easy as possible is almost mindless to him. whether it be holding out his arm for you to grab onto while walking in heels, holding open doors for you, or paying every time you go out, he just does it without thinking. it's just so obvious to him. like, he's your boyfriend, of course he's going to pay for you? he's your boyfriend, of course he's going to fly you out because you mentioned missing him? he's your boyfriend, of course he's going to get reservations at that restaurant you briefly mentioned in passing one time? his love for you is so entirely pure and unconditional, you could never be a burden to him. and if you ever mention feeling as such, or feeling inadequate, he's just more confused than anything. the way he sees it is that he's wholly yours, and it's his responsibility to do anything and everything to keep you happy, safe, and comfortable. even if all you need is one of those tight bear hugs of his, he's more than happy to give you one. because truly, if you're happy, he's happy.

ISACK HADJAR

✿ physical touch

i mean, have you seen him? by him, i mean his arms? those arms were made to be wrapped around the person he loves. okay but on a real note, isack just gives me the vibes of like, sweet clingy introvert who needs to be holding onto your hand at all times. but, he absolutely cannot do pda. like, he just can't. so in public, he keeps such a respectable distance between you two, it's almost odd to the outside viewer. but in private, he's practically glued to you. he's like a cat in the way that whenever you're doing literally anything, even just like, washing the dishes, he will come up to you, snake his way between you and the counter, and wrap his arms around you tightly, pulling your chest into his and burying his face in your neck. despite adamantly denying being a little spoon, every night, despite starting out behind you, his arms around your waist, fingers drawing light circles into you skin, you somehow end up almost facing each other, his face digging into your shoulder, and your hands in his hair, playing with the short curls. if you ever asked him, he would flush and tell you that never happened, but it did. every single night. and he loved it.

JACK DOOHAN

✿ quality time

god, jack is so boyfriend. if anything, jack much prefers staying in than going out. while he's happy to go wherever you lead; the beach, a nice restaurant, the grocery store, some random lookout point you'd found while driving around aimlessly, he's just happy as long as he's with you. but truly, he's at his happiest when the two of you are laying on his bed, the tv on the wall playing some corny show that you loved to make fun of together. you don't even need to be touching (although he's a d1 big spoon), he just gets so much energy from being in your presence. genuinely, if any of the men on here are a "golden retriever boyfriend" type, it's jack. you could go to hell and back, and he'd follow you the whole way through. as long as he's with you, he could face anything and everything with a smile on his face.

[thatguywrites]

F1 grid with Chronic pain Boyfriend

Verstappen, Piastri, Hamilton, Alonso, Bottas

Headcannons

Max Verstappen

Pays for the highest level medical care for you

Whatever helps your pain the most, braces, medications, straight up weed, you've got it in abundance

He'll always give you massages, or run hot baths for you whenever you need

When you start to get fatigued, and lean on things more than not, he's instantly at your side

He's more than willing to spend a whole day in bed with you if you just don't feel like getting out of bed

Advocates more for disabled people, beyond paralysis, looking into the Chronic pain that racing can cause like the back pain Fernando and Lewis have ended up with

Lewis

Funds a lot of research into your condition and similar other conditions

Speaks out about it a ton

Pays any fees necessary (I mean if mental health is included ig?)

Finds acceptable fashion, things that don't snag on your mobility aids or clash with your braces

Helps you do pt exercises

Considers training Roscoe to be a service animal for you

Decides on getting you a pretrained breed of your choice instead

Fernando Alonso

Makes sure his drivers room always has everything that helps you

Let's use use his body to support your joints

Will massage your joints as long as you agree to massage his back later

Or not, hes not too pressed

He likes buying fun gadgets that are supposed to help

He hates seeing you in pain, so he figures that whatever money can buy you will have

Valtteri Bottas

Encourages you to bike for pt, or to just to move

Finds/designs braces that fit your esthetic so you never feel uncomfortable wearing them

Always brings you to the sauna when yall are in Finland so that your joints don't get too cold

Is also perfectly ok vacationing wherever is best for you

Spain? Sounds good

America? Sure

Japan? Wonderful!

He's also very adaptable day to day, if you need to cancel because of pain he'll never complain

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@koalapastries @justaf1girl @spoonfulofmilo @lokisen

[scratchbeatcitrus]

Rewatching Princess Tutu and yk how a lot of people think of Mytho as a character with no personality? I'm thinking that might not true at all even before he gets his heart shards back. He's lacking a lot of things but one thing he doesn't is kindness, something I think is his biggest and most important trait. Spraining his ankle to catch a girl who trips, diving out a window to catch a baby bird, even something simple like closing his book to give whoever is addressing him his full attention (Ig this one is more manners tho huh?)? He actually has to be instructed to stop being a hero bc the minute he is out of Rue & Fakir's sight he wanders into helping others. I REALLY like that we get to see him stripped down to his bare essentials because of his missing heart and almost wish we'd gotten one more episode of him completely shardless bc it doesn't last long (I wouldn't change it fr but just a thought)

With how indifferent and passive Mytho usually is, you'd think he'd watch a blaze go up and drift right by it but no! He'd rush in the minute he suspects someone or something is inside and it's part of the reason Fakir is so strict about where he is bc Mytho is a professional self sacrificial lamb (lack of better phrasing). Another thing I noticed abt him before he gets a shard is that he had a habit of rebelling in little ways, he is really obedient when the order is something to be done immediately, "Dance with me" for example but the minute he gets a longterm instruction like "dont wander off" he just...doesnt listen. Fakir is constantly running after him bc he'll just decide to be at an empty school at the crack of dawn or in the fucking woods. After Tutu starts collecting the shards for him he becomes more complex in thoughts and actions but those things never really change and it's so intriguing to me.

Fascinating boy I love him🥰

[emoisthenewemu]

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TOGE INUMAKI X F! READER SMAU

pt1, pt2, pt3, pt4, pt5, pt6, pt7, pt8, pt9, pt10, pt11, pt12, pt12.5, pt13, pt14, pt15, pt16, pt17, pt18, pt20

A/N wait i actually love this one it was supposed to be filler but ig not. THERE IS TEXT BEFORE THE LAST FIVE PICS pls read:)

Pt.19 “Soft Launch"

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You are taken out of your somnolent state by a knock at the door. Then another, accompanied by even harder knocks which make your door shake. You let out a groan, turning your body over as you decide if you really wish to get up or not. Let them knock, you think. You have zero energy for anyone. But your mind goes back to the wall of texts you received from Toge and you feel bad for a moment. He just wants to help, you should be thankful for him. And you are, you stand up-choosing to take the blankets you were previously wrapped in with you. They drag on the floor behind you like a crappy veil. You open it to see him, he has a bag of snacks in one hand and flowers.

You noticeably ease up. No one has ever gotten you flowers before. "Hi Toge" Your voice is weak, he can tell you had been crying.

Toge steps inside, setting down the snacks and pushing the flowers into your chest-thankful he has his scarf to conceal his reddened cheeks. "Kelp kelp" He greets and you hug him, lingering for a while in his arms.

"Thank you so much" You speak in reference to the flowers, turning them around to inspect every single one. "They're so beautiful" You finally crack a smile.

It warms his heart; the sight of you all bundled up, hair sticking to your head and the side of your face, fresh face (although stained with tears) and the sweetest little smile only you can pull-one that makes his stomach do flips.

As you place the flowers into a vase (one that previously held fake ones) he takes a look around. Your room is messy, bed undone and all scrunched up. Evidence of you rotting away for the whole day. "Mustard leaf" He furrows his brows. I was worried for you

"I know....sorry. Just a rough day" You dismiss.

He pauses for a moment. You stand and watch as the wheels in his head turn, finally he brings a hand up to sign. 'She told me what happened'

She, as in Maki. 'What happened' being the fact that your mother wants nothing to do with you. Although you suppose you should not be so surprised at the revelation. It just stings.

'I'm sorry' He signs, hands remaining up as if he is contemplating if the next thing is worth saying. Ultimately, he decides it is. 'Why didn't you tell me?'

You sigh, suddenly feeling guilty that he had to figure it out all on his own. "I just.....felt embarrassed. Don't want you to see me so weak"

It is Toge's turn to sigh, as if he could ever perceive you as anything but the strong, charismatic, beautiful girl he fell for. It hurts to think that you doubt yourself. 'I would never think that'

"I know Toge...thank you" You sniffle before hugging him tighter than before, he makes you feel so safe. You suppose you are thanking him for that too. In his arms you remain for a while, comfortably soaking in each other's presence.

Until he pulls apart to ask if you'd like to go for a walk. You are hesitant at first, eyes darting over to the bed that is practically calling out to you. But it is the same sight of crinkled sheets that convinces you that you need to get out of your dorm. You sit on the bed as he puts a sweater on you, slapping your hand away when you try to zip it up. He'll do it, he insists. And then he puts a beanie on you, and a scarf and he's going for a pair of gloves when you finally stop him.

"Toge! It's not even that cold!"

He groans, clutching the gloves close to his chest in offense as he stares at you as if you just shitted on his entire being. 'IT'S WINDY' He signs rather aggressively.

You giggle and compromise that the beanie and scarf will stay, but the gloves are not necessary (although Toge tries to protest).

The two of you go for a walk, hand-in-hand. It is the first time you've held hands and Toge was the one who initiated it, reaching out for you the second the two of you stepped foot outside. He likes it like this, how the people passing by probably think you two are a couple because why wouldn't they? I mean you practically are, there's just a few more things which need to be figured out. But soon, you will be his girlfriend.

The only time he lets go of your hand is to reach into his pocket to pay for the Onigirazu the two of you stopped to get. He brings you to a lake not far from campus, one you've passed dozens of times by now but never paid much attention to. It feels peaceful as you sit beside him on a bench, looking out into the water as you eat quietly. It feels as if your mind has settled and you can finally think. Your heartbeat has steadily declined from the uncomfortable thumping that took up most of your day. Your hands no longer shake, bottom lip has ceased its quivering. You feel thankful to have someone like Toge in your life.

So thankful that you cannot stop yourself from placing a quick kiss on his cheek, one that makes his heart drop in excitement. Although he'd never show it, he only smiles beneath his scarf and wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer.

You stay in the tranquility that is each other until finally, he is ready to ask you something he's been meaning to mention yet somehow always forgets. He taps your thigh, gaining your attention back from the water.

'Do you want to.......' He pauses, the weight of it sets in. Fuck. There's no going back now. 'Meet my mom?'

You gasp, bringing a hand up to your mouth. "You want me to meet mama Inumaki?!" You ask in shock. You know how much she means to him, she is all he has besides a brother whom he does not get to see often. He does not have any other family, seeing as the world of sorcery has collectively agreed that cursed speech users are to be no more. It's why his dad left without a word. He did nothing to try and protect his family.

But Inumaki has agreed to let the technique die with him. It is a responsibility not many can understand.

Toge nods, bringing your thoughts back to the question at hand. You grin, clasping your hands together in excitement. "You mean like on break? You want me to go home with you?"

He nods again, pulling up his scarf to hide his face because for some reason he feels so embarrassed. But you pull it down, so you can see all of him. "Oh Toge, of course! I'd love to meet the woman who made the sweetest boy that ever existed!"

You hug him tightly and he blushes again. "Wait! Have you even asked her yet?! I'd hate to be that girl who just invited herself-" Before you can continue and spiral-which he knows you will, he shushes you. A small ghost of laughter leaves his lips.

'It was her idea' He signs.

You squeal and hug him again, practically squeezing the life out of him. But he doesn't mind, as long as it is you. "Ohmygosh Toge I'm so excited!"

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love languages: lee jihoon

lee jihoon x reader fluff, headcanons warnings: none ig wc: 472 author's notes: we're ending the '96 line with this one!! i'm not very proud of this one tho, feels a little rushed. jihoon deserves the absolute best. but i hope you like it!

acts of service:-

jihoon always worries that you might feel underloved because he never says it out loud, but he doesn't realise the fact that you see the things he does for you out of love: tucking you in when you're too tired and sleep on the bed, helping with the dishes, refilling all your work or academic supplies when he sees you're about to finish them, wrapping a scarf round your neck when you're going out, picking you up from work or school... the list could go on. he does it out of love, but he doesnt know how much this makes your heart flutter.

"ji, sorry i got late, i had to work a little overtime. i'll take a cab and get home-" you tell him on the call as you get ready to leave your office. "stay right there. i'm coming to get you."

gift giving:-

also loves to spoil you by getting you things. you name it, he'll get it for you: dresses, jewelry, lingerie (this one's his fave because he gets to rip it off you and that gives him an excuse to buy even more), jackets, shoes. even when you try to get him to stop, he wouldn't budge; he's making all this money, it's to spend on you, why else would he need it? loves to see you all dolled up in dresses he picked out for you (and mind you, his choices are immaculate), and seeing you blush from all the compliment you get for it.

you step out of the washroom in a dark red bodycon dress. you could feel jihoon's eyes scanning you top to bottom as you walked to your dressing table to fix your hair. "you look so beautiful," his breath hitches as he speaks. "i always look good in dresses you pick for me."

making playlists for you:-

jihoon's world revolves around music. it also revolves around you. so what other best way to show his love than to create a playlist with all the songs that remind him of you? it all started by him listening to songs that end up reminding him of you. he decided to make a playlist of it so that he can hear it later, during work or gym. one day, he reveals to you about the playlist and absolutely bursts when he sees your enthusiasm. since then on, he's made playlists for you for every occasion, casual events like cooking or doing laundry to special days like birthdays and anniversaries.

the house was weirdly quiet today, with you having an off-day and jihoon being out for a work trip. you browse among the various playlists he's made for you before picking out one and heading to the kitchen to make dinner. now playing: for days i miss you a little too much

[forwards-beckon-rebound]

dick grayson instagram hcs

basics

we are pretending dick is not a cop in this because i said so!

he's a professional model but also does perform at a local circus as a special guest

he's not actually going to the olympics (yet) but the american team has been trying to contact him for the better part of the decade so maybe you can convince him to go

he's kind of like one of your friends who you think is chill and normal but then you go to their ig and you find out they're something of a local celebrity?

everybody in gotham already knew him as bruce wayne's son but also he went semi viral on tiktok and got a bunch of new fans (and some edits) out of it

he used to have a less serious pfp but his management convinced him to use this one instead

followers + following

obviously you're there

as well as his friends and family

he manages to get away with following the superheroes since i mean, basically everybody else does as well

also a lot of industry people that he meets, both for modeling and gymnastics/trapeze

highlights

he is an abuser of the story function

will spend any opportunity to brag about his pretty girlfriend and all of the dates and trips you guys go on

he is weirdly good at taking photos, will give you tips on how to pose to get your best angles

also he has a lot of fans so he likes to post a photo of you every once in a while to remind everyone that he's happily taken

will also repost your work related stuff to be like hey look at how cool my gf is at her job!

dude has a million highlights that he updates for the fashion weeks each year

a lot of photos of his looks, him meeting with certain designers, it's mostly his team who posts this

same thing with his shows in the sense that it's usually other people (including you) taking photos of him while he's performing

but this is a more personal venture of his so he asks everyone to send him the pics and he decides which ones to post

will also repost stories from fans who came to the show!

oooh this man posts the most jaw dropping photos of himself

he will have just woken up and post a photo that makes you think it's so unfair how perfect somebody can be

he just likes to post when he feels good about himself and i support!

haley and (i did not come up with a name for your guys' cat so you guys can have fun with that!) also have their own dedicated highlight

it is exactly as cute and wholesome as you would think it is

there are even more highlights if you keep on scrolling. he has highlights for each year's fashion weeks, as mentioned, as well as trips you guys have been on (the most recent is a trip to greece and italy!)

posts

once again he's one of those infuriating sort of famous people who are like fine as hell but they post just enough cute and relatable content that he actually seems like a real and very nice guy (fun fact, he is!)

you can tell immediately when he's been on a trip because he'll have at least 3 posts up and they're all of the same place

you guys are like the photo taking couple

if you weren't good at taking pics before you started dating, his skills definitely rub off on you

he'll do the thing where he gets you to pose for him so he can take a photo of you and then you take the same style of photo for him

it's disgusting you guys have matching photos on your feeds of each other

if it wasn't already common knowledge that you guys are dating, i can imagine the conspiracy theory videos being like guys they were in the same place? at the same time? and they took the same type of pics? i think they're dating

he loves cooking with you (while i personally think it would be really funny if he can't cook, in some of the comics they do mention that he can cook, but either way he enjoys cooking with you)

you guys are like the parent friends who host dinner at their place and there's usually a theme surrounding seasonal ingredients and everything's plated really well

you probably watch cooking shows together and are now you can't serve a dish without some microgreens or sliced radish on top or something

also yes he did plan the picnic and he's quite proud of it

he watched all of those charcuterie board hacks to make the flowers and fancy cheese arrangements

and there were chocolate dipped strawberries, champagne with glasses, and freshly baked cookies (alfred might have helped with that one)

also yes he does wear glasses!!!! only at home when he's reading or staring at a screen too long. his prescription's not that bad

jason ver.

[littleplantfreak]

Netflix and chillin’…and killin’

A Ghostface!Umemiya x Reader NSFW fic for our Toyko Station Server Collab!! hosted by lovlies @hayatoseyepatch and @rindous-starlight

Content warnings: Dark Content, Murder, Stalking, Yandere!Ume, P in V Sex, Dumbification, Dubcon/Noncon depending on how you take it?) Descriptions of Violence, Overstimulation, Slight Corruption, probably OOC, a brief mention of abuse, uhhh read at your own risk ig. Srry if I forgot one. Anything you’d THINK is ghostface-esque is here so //vague hand gestures

Summary: Your boyfriend is such a green flag you overlook all the red ones hidden behind it. Once you find out his secret at an inopportune time, it doesn’t really end well.

word count: 3200ish

You’re taught not to play with your food. You’re also taught not to put a knife in someone’s throat, so really thinking about it…he’s already broken so many rules it shouldn’t matter if he breaks a few more.

He’s got self-restraint, to a point obviously. It took a whole week of stalking to get this guy’s patterns down to a ‘T’ after all, and then another two days to pick the right time both alibi-wise and just convenience really. Where and when the best time to strike is, just how much line on the rope he should let this guy dangle by. How far he can run...the heartbeat in his chest should be pounding just as hard as his feet hitting the floor or it's no fun. The sound of Umemiya's knife wet and popping, straining against chest cartilage and muscle. He loves to play with his food, he decides, and when it comes to you-

“You’re playing with your food again, Haji.”  You smile behind your hand due to your own food in your mouth, looking at him with nothing short of unbridled affection. Giving a little poke into his rice, you steal some for yourself. You’ve never once yelled at him for playing with his food; you actually think he’s cute when he does it. He’s cutest, though, when he’s dazed and thinking about something that’s got his cheeks heating up in a field of rosy red. Sometimes he tells you it's because he's thinking about you, and other times he'll say it's a secret as he throws a wink your way.

“Sorry, I was out of it again, huh?” He asks before holding his own spoon up to your mouth as an apology for losing himself in his own head. He watches you now, carving your face into his memory like he does every time he gets a little emotional at the way you’ve made feelings burn through his chest. You eat from his spoon, thankfully, an even happier smile on your cheeks, stuffed like a chipmunk with food. Cute enough to eat, he thinks.

The restaurant was empty save for you two and an older couple at the bar. Your eyes catch the newspaper the man is reading, and you can’t stop the grimace from twisting your features. If Umemiya followed your line of sight, he knows it would take him to the headline about yesterday’s murder and the killing spree that has been taking place in town. There’s a question on your tongue that you hold, thinking the answer to “Where were you last night?” will be the same as ever.

 'At home, of course!' he'd chirp. Hiragi, his roommate, made something homemade that Hajime brought to you just this morning, saying they made too much once again. So instead, you chew your lip before looking back to see him finishing the last of the food, that flushed look on his face again while his thoughts go elsewhere.

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The call comes from a local number. Although it’s stupid to answer when you’re not sure of the caller, your name and number are up on the town bulletin board to tutor any local kids in need of a little extra help. Hajime put you up to it, knowing you need something to take your mind off the most recent deaths plaguing your thoughts. When you answer it, for a moment you’re left with dead air.

“Hello?” Your voice cuts through, ready to hang up. 

“Hey pretty girl,” a voice answers as if muffled by something. You’re not entertained by this. If some kids want to prank you, this is not the way to do it.

“If you’re gonna be a creep then-”

“What’s your favorite scary movie?” 

“What?”

“Your favorite scary movie. Everyone has one.”

“I don’t like scary movies.”

“Living in one good enough for you?” the voice teases.

“What does that mean?” 

“Means you should check on that friend of yours who was stubborn enough to try and get in the way. Ah…did you know your back door is unlocked?”

The hairs on the back of your neck stand up, slowly turning your head to see a white mask flash past your window before you give chase, grabbing the bat you keep near your front door. By the time you make it outside though, he’s long gone.

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This time playing with his food was a means to an end for Ume. Less choice and more necessity from the way you sometimes looked at him like he might be suspect. Like the blood under his nails isn’t just from a fight or a stray nosebleed, and like you may just bite off a little more than you can chew. Playing with his food just isn’t as fun as it used to be now that he really likes you, but the call was necessary. 

He makes sure to show up right when you call him, telling you he’d been helping Kotoha with closing up the cafe. He had definitely done that, only breaking for a few minutes to climb out of the bathroom window, do the job, and tell you to check on Sakura since he was stupid enough to try and save the most recent victim. 

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He might be waiting for you to figure it out. That cute little brain of yours is so smart, putting together clues, and chasing his alter ego before coming to a halt at the brick wall he's placed perfectly in your way to drive you up it. It’s fun to goad and mess with you, knowing you trust him a little too much for your own good.

His bandaged hand that Sakura had stabbed him in earlier this week would’ve been overly suspicious to you had he not been your boyfriend. When you remarked about how you’d just have to find whoever it was by looking at every hand in Makochi, all the while tracing his own where skin and bandage met, he thinks he sees something like brief unease cross your face before it smooths over into comfort from your current position once again.

You’re on his lap on the couch after all, one arm on your waist, and his good hand wrapped around your thigh as one of your favorite movies is playing. He would’ve preferred to put on a scary one so he could see a little bit of fear on the face he came to love so much. Picturing your hands squeezing at his arm looking for comfort as you cuddled close was tempting, but your nerves were already frayed enough by the murders plaguing your mind that he thought against it. Plenty of time and opportunities to see it.

When he starts palming the inside of your thigh, your back is practically melting into him. He relishes the little content sighs slipping out along with a small hum or two when he gently pinches the meat of your leg, noting how your opposite foot’s toes curl. He wonders if a little pain is the way to go with you.

Looking back on all the times you’ve gotten a little louder when he’s gripped your hips hard enough to bruise or when you moaned around him as he tugged firmly on your hair in his hands, the vibrations in your throat while his length is buried deep past your lips nearly made him keel over. He's almost certain you like it rough, actually.

Thoughts of you are a near constant to him, when he isn’t trying to get rid of the trash in town. Meanwhile, your own head is whirling, almost too distracted by his hands to follow the train of thought you were originally on.

You’ve been stopping and starting those thoughts again, the ones that get you in trouble causing the hair on your neck to stand up when you think about your boyfriend sometimes. When you get too close to the truth, he’s been opting for fucking those thoughts out of you. It only takes a second to see how the gears turn behind your eyes.

He wonders briefly if he can condition you into getting wet whenever you talk about ghostface with him. If he can have your thighs rubbing and chafing together while you’re trying to hide as he chases you...he snaps himself out of the daydream when you ask something, him not hearing a word of it, but he hums in response nonetheless.

For once, you’re a little irked at that, having been worried for Sakura’s safety the entire week. Although he was only knocked out, the man he was trying to protect was gutted! The sharp tone of his name that comes out of your mouth shocks you both, causing a brief period of silence to shift between you.

"Hajime! Are you listening?"

That's it; his breaking point shatters at the twist in his stomach when he hears you, not unlike a knife. Where did you go in the few minutes he was relishing in the feel of your body on his? He could’ve sworn you were behaving a second ago. The guy he killed was an asshole who hit his wife, the lovely woman who ran the bakery down the street. She’s much better off without him right? He even killed him in a way they’d never accuse her of, even if someone talked and told the police there was marital strife, as they always call it. They hadn't done a thing so far, so what's the problem? She was at her daughter’s house for the whole weekend when he died, and although she’s heartbroken now, Hajime’s sure she’ll perk right up in no time with enough support from everyone!

“Baby. Sweetheart. What you need to do now is relax,” he stresses, palming the front of your pajama shorts, massaging you until your head falls back onto his shoulder. That is not what you need to do, but you can't seem to bring yourself to move and stop him.

“Can my pretty girl take me now, or should I prep you some more?” He asks face fully showing his sick enjoyment over you being nearly ready to gush even after going on and on about his exploits, not that you can see the expression as you are now. The nickname has you stiffening for more reasons than one. The warmth from it flows straight down into your stomach where an inferno’s already been torching your brain into a haze, but a small nag in the back of your mind thinks the lilt in his voice is reminiscent of another you’ve heard recently on the phone with a stranger who called, asking what your favorite scary movie was.

 Before you can chase that thought further, you’re flipped on your stomach, face smushing into the couch as he apologizes for the roughness, though he thinks to himself that he’s not really sorry at all.

A small pluck of his fingers in your waistband, and he drags the fabric down until it reaches your ankles. You don't even register that he hasn't taken them off completely while he thumbs your ass cheek with one hand and the other goes to your lips, scissoring his fingers inside briefly before letting out a groan. You’re so wet for him already; must’ve been ready for a while you poor neglected thing. It makes him happy to feel how good he can make you despite all your pouting about killers.

He gives a quick push halfway in to let you feel the slight stretch of his cock as he watches himself slide into you.

“You’re always so good for me like this,” he sighs. Pulling out, he circles your hole with the tip, teasing you so he can watch the way your hips wiggle just a bit from neediness. Once he hears you whimper at him to please move, the sounding gunshot at the starting line, he’s fully sheathing himself inside, watching your arms go to wrap around the couch cushion as you muffle a cry. 

He takes it slow, with deep thrusts that have you moving against the fabric of the couch before realizing you’re jostling the side he shoved his mask and gloves into at the last minute when you let yourself into his apartment without texting him earlier. He can tell you’re only halfway to being dumb right now, and decides to pick up the pace, wrapping his hand around to toy with your throbbing clit. 

Just as he thinks he’s in the clear, he hears a small thud of his mask hitting the floor and he groans out loud. Of all times, just when your walls are starting to flutter so nice and tight. When you drag your heavy head up to see what fell, your eyes go wide, and he feels you clench on him. In fear, maybe, though he’s not quite sure. With all his ministrations during your talking sessions about the murders, he might've been a little successful at conditioning your body.

“Hajime, what is that-“ your panicked tone has him cursing.

Before you can think to say another word and ruin the nice pace he's been building up to, he pushes in far enough that he knows he’s flush against your cervix, but the high of getting caught and being inside you has fireworks bursting behind his eyes and in his brain. The adrenaline has him pumping into you at a depth and speed you're not used to, squealing into the cushion as slaps ring out in the room. 

“Guess you- hah - found out now huh? Can’t let you go now that you know...just wouldn’t work out, not that anyone would believe you,” he pants and knows there’ll be no response, not when he’s playing your body like a harp making sure to hit and touch all the places he knows you go stir crazy for. 

God, you wish you could focus, but the only thing you can really do is take what he’s giving you as the couch shudders and his one foot is posted on the floor for stability. You try to sound out a no to stop him, your hand going back to still him, but he grabs that arm and holds it behind you in a gentle death grip. It’s turned your body enough that the new angle exposes your face from the cushion, leaving all of your sounds to bleed out of your mouth and fill his ears with music.

Even when you finally hit your high, he doesn't stop fucking you through it despite you crying that it's enough. He stops for a second, and you almost think he’s being merciful before he maneuvers your limp body up back onto his lap, never letting himself slip out.

“Think I wanna try something new, baby,” he pants, smiling into your shoulder as you struggle against him. Those big, strong arms you loved so much are now a vice keeping you in place. He somehow managed to grab the mask before picking you up, and that’s when everything goes dark. Or at least for a moment, it does. The mask has been tugged on over your head, your heavy breathing making the inside feel wet and sticky. His voice is muffled, but you can still hear the words.

“Cum with that mask on so I can think of you every time my knife goes through someone’s chest sweetheart,” he growls and punctuates your pet name with another deep thrust before you can feel him spill into you as he continues stuffing it up into your womb. Your nails digging in his thighs only make him more riled up.

His hands are on your hips, lifting you on him only to slam you back down, and he knows this position would be driving you crazy even if it hadn't already been for the overstimulation. He wonders briefly just how long it’ll take to break you into accepting him before realizing it doesn’t matter. However long it takes, he’ll keep screwing you until you’re docile; he can’t lose you after all. It’d simply kill him.

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Hiragi’s livid to say the least. He’s yelling into the phone asking Ume how he could be stupid enough to get caught like that. Umemiya left you to yourself, cleaned and bundled in a blanket after rounds and rounds of sex had thoroughly turned your brain to mush on the carpet. The tears hadn't even dried on your cheeks yet from when he’d finished with you despite having kissed and licked them off with gusto earlier. At least you were sleeping now, cutely curled up in his bed wearing one of his shirts.

Or you were when he left you a few minutes ago, but the glint of his knife in his peripheral has him catching your hand before you can slice his neck, exhaustion clear on your face despite the fear and upset in your eyes too. He’s half hard again seeing your grip on the handle. Not a slasher yet, but he can tell you’ve got potential if he can push you in the right direction. He thinks he might have a chance at turning your noble little heart into something a little more twisted, a perfect match to his own. It’s all for the good of the town in the end, hopefully you can see that.

“Gonna have to call you back, Ragi. My girl’s feeling a little extra clingy right now.” He hangs up before Hiragi starts yelling again, deciding to deal with the problem in front of him before continuing his scolding.

“You’re holding it too tight, sweetness. You need to loosen your grip a bit,” he says, squeezing your wrist. Your gaze is settled on the carpet now, barely able to focus on the scratchiness of it on the soles of your feet. How you got here and what you were even supposed to do now are unclear. Killing Umemiya would stop the murders maybe, but given how Hiragi was on the line, he’s in on it. Two against one never really boded well, and even if you didn’t take that into account, did you even have the guts to go through with your original strike? Or did you know deep down he’d catch your hand and stop you?

Your head shoots up, nearly giving you whiplash when he places the knife’s point at his heart, and when you look at his face you see the boy you fell head over heels for, soft eyes looking at you with nothing but love and affection. The point digs in a bit, more due to his pressure on your wrist than your own, and you bite back a cry seeing blood well around the metal. He’s waiting for you to decide, and when the knife drops to the floor, he wraps you up in his arms, placing wet kisses on your face.

“Everything’s gonna be okay...we'll figure this out. It’s for your own good baby, I promise,” he coos before lifting you up and carrying you to bed. To his delight and your dread, he has you so tightly wound around his fingers, and you both know he won't be loosening the strings any time soon. He simply loves you too much.

When the town’s most famous couple goes missing, everyone mournfully assumes it’s the last nail in the coffin being buried as the serial killer wreaking havoc disappears leaving nothing but a trail of blood into the woods. 

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dividers from here and here

[hw4-l1z]

hi could you please do dom Jay from enhypen x virgin male reader

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Hope this was okay, my first sub!reader fic🙏

Dom!Jay x Sub!m!reader

Cw: virgin!reader// fingering// mentions of oral sex// dumbification ig// mentions of dacryphilia//

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You were almost shaking you were so nervous from what was about to happen. You hadn't gone further than oral sex with him since you were always so scared about going all the way. It took you some convincing although he never pushed you to do it since he wanted you to feel comfortable. Eventually you decided that you'd let him fuck you since you were feeling extra needy and needed more than his hands and mouth.

He's fingered you before and you did enjoy it but the feeling was very foreign and weird to you. He's currently two fingers in and knuckles deep into your hole. Kissing your lips tenderly as his fingers curl up, opening your tight hole a little to prep you for his cock.

Your head was thrown back as he kisses along your neck and chest area as you let out small grunts and guttural moans. Once he's finished with opening you up with his fingers, he pulls them out before placing himself between your thighs. Grabbing a condom and slipping it onto his cock slowly.

"Just let me know if it hurts or if it's too much okay?" He says before slowly sliding his cock into you. Your walls are so tight, gripping onto his cock so perfectly making it hard for him to hold back and to not just ruin your pretty hole.

The feeling of his cock sliding into you and opening you up more than you're used to is such an intense feeling. You try your best to relax but you feel like your being ripped in half by him. It's not painful but just feels weird to you. Once he's bottomed out and stills inside you, you lay there limp for about a minute just trying to get used to the feeling.

You tell him he can move now but to keep it very slow for you. He begins to slowly pull out until it's just the tip before slowly sliding back in. He repeats this a couple of times at an agonisingly slow pace for him but he holds back knowing it's your first time ever and he can't be too rough. But oh how he wants to just see you fall apart as he fuck into you roughly, he wants to see your all pathetic and crying for more. So see your tear filled eyes sparkling when you look him in the eyes just begging him to be nicer to you. But he won't. He knows he'll hurt you and that's the last thing he wants. He can wait until your taking his cock in easier before being rougher.

He picks up speed a little as he watches your body relax as the pleasure takes over you. Your eyes rolling back as your jaw slacks open yet no noises come out. He's hitting all the right spots and your brain becomes fuzzy so quickly, unable to comprehend a single thing.

This. This is what he wanted. For you to go so cock dumb and for you to be completely lost in the pleasure. He feels as your hole isn't as tight and starts to suck his cock back in everytime he moves his cock out. He knows he can begin to be a little more rough with you and that's you'd be able to handle a little bit of it. He repositions himself before slamming his cock in once just to test the waters as you let out a loud gasp. You're body jerks and your cock begins to leak, he grabs onto the back of your thighs, pushing them up and towards your chest before pounding his cock into you.

It's all too much for you but you can't seem to find the words to get him to stop. You want more. You CRAVE more. You can't help but let loud moans spill from your lips as he's completely taking you apart. Your eyes blurring as they go cross-eyed, your lips between your teeth as all you can do is lay there and whine. You close your eyes, letting yourself get completely lost in this dazed out submissive head space, gripping onto whatever you can for leverage, feeling like you're about to float away.

Your body grows hot as you feel yourself about to let go and make a mess of yourself. You can't even form the world to warn him so you just lay there a moaning, trembling mess. Finally your cock begins to spurt of strings of cum and your legs shake in jay's hold.

"Feel that good huh?" He laughs as you quiver through your orgasm. He slows down his thrusts and begins to sort of grind his cock into you as he eventually spills into the condom with a low moan.

"Sorry...sorry, I didn't mean to be so rough for your first baby" he says breathlessly.

"S'okay" you say, still in a dazed out state after getting your ass obliterated for the first time. Your laying there completely limp as he does all the work to get you both clean afterwards.

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[sergeant-angels-trashcan]

Bestie I NEED to hear your thoughts about Harley and Bruce possibly being secret twins 👀👀👀👀👀

Been thinking about this for WEEKS i fear!!!! This came right as 'rona dragged me down I'm sorry this took so long!!!

I don't know or care about how secret twins happens, what happens in the bedroom of Thomas and Martha and Alfred Pennywayne is NONE of my business unless they invite me which is fine btw

since they're fraternal twins they COULD TECHNICALLY have different dads. am I saying Alfred is Harley's bio dad perhaps and the clown is going to have empty space where his head used to be but I digress. This explains SO MUCH I feel but also we should in no way think that the parents know this. They don't know nor care because THAT IS THEIR BABIESSS. it would probably be Bruce and Harley finding out when they're forty or something because someone needs a kidney. They purposefully forget the information. They don't need it.

And as insufferable as Thomas is with Baby Brucie can you IMAGINE how AWFUL he would be as a Girl Dad tm. I am thinking of your "if you detain one you detain both I KNOW MY RIGHTS" post but with two children!!. Also Thomas would be THEEE cattiest mfer amongst the other dance moms. My god Alfred and Martha would never know peace. Also a million zillion pictures of each parent konked out while holding 2 sleeping toddlers, THINK on it I beseech thee it's so cute. (But then, Thomas accidentally saving/kidnapping Harley from the park and Bruce and Harley INSISTING they are identical twins. Everyone is like no you really aren't until Thomas gives them the most murderous look known to man over their tiny heads. VERY funny when Jason and Cass also do this)

Maybe Harley was very very sickly as a baby and they kept her a secret to keep the press away. I can see family not talking about Martha's pregnancy AT ALL particularly if it was high risk in any way like she would be visibly pregnant due any day and someone would ask her if she was excited about the baby and she would deadass say 'what baby'.

The ideal scenario the Pennywaynes have for their offspring is that they keep the bambini hidden. as far as the press knows one day 18 year olds pop up outside the Wayne Manor as fully formed scions to the empire. You've never heard of them before? GOOD. That was the point.

Also the DRAMA, the ANGST, I think this makes sense with Bruce's weird dynamic with the Joker (though this could work with just siblings ig)?

Bruce doesn't want to kill the person his twin loves because it would hurt his twin, who HE loves. And killing the Joker could result in Harley hating him! Bruce trying so hard to be supportive for Harley and just be there for her so when she finally decides to leave the Joker she knows Bruce has her back.

Bruce knowing all the stuff about what support systems do that helps and hurts victims of intimate partner violence so he's always playing this balancing act of what he feels like he can say/do about him before it affects Harley. And it being his self given job to stop the Joker from doing HIS self given job. If he helps Gotham he hurts Harley. If he tries to help Harley, he hurts Gotham (does very interesting things to the brainworms when thinking about Jason's murder! about why Bruce feels like he can't or shouldn't go after the Joker--because he's proven he will kill a child and use their mother to get them, that is not a man above using his partner to hurt his nemesis!!! and that would be a whole thing for Bruce, he doesn't act because he's genuinely terrified, worried that if he fails he'll lose harley too

idk if the Joker would know about Harley and Bruce being related or Bruce being Batman but I could see this being the turning point for how Harley views the Joker. Like, she'd been going over to the Manor to help Jason talk through his feelings every month for years. Would it have mattered if the Joker knew he was her nephew?)

Also makes the weird sexual tension Bats has with the Joker even weirder if he IS aware of their relationship. He'd be so gross about it. Yes the Joker wants the Wayne twins. He flirts with them in front of the other to piss them off, mostly Harley. Would highkey lie and say Bruce was flirting with him to drive a wedge between Bruce and Harley oh my god I went such a not fun direction with this

Identical twins could be very funny if they were separated at birth no i do not know why they would be separated just roll with me. the one that does not transition is like "why do you have a picture of me as a kid this is creepy what do you mean that's you' . Everyone at college is like ha ha you two look like you could be related! You do the same icky face when you eat pineapple. They dOn'T sEe iT

Maybe she was kidnapped (by like a very young deathstroke or something idk) and SOMEhow Oswald Cobblepot winds up with this feral toddler in his possession. A goon made a terrible life choice perhaps? And Ozzie is just an up and coming crime lord, still settling into the family business, how tf is he supposed to know the Waynes are missing THIS child? if he knew don't you think he'd be extorting people??? I think they could have some very fun and adorable Stacker Pentecost and Mako Mori vibes this man has NO idea how to raise a child but by god!! He will do it right!!! Literally nobody knows about her, he would have people killed for suspecting her existence.

But also take your daughter to work day??!? Harley yelling at incompetent goons in a sweet baby voice. Ozzie is SO PROUD of her, he wouldn't have minded her going into the family business but she's going to be a doctor!! He is just a proud papa!!! Fearsome crime lord The Penguin with sparkle pink nail polish and bows stuck to his head having a tea party with Lil Harley.

I think this is ALSO interesting with the Joker!! I would love if the only reason his dumb ass wasn't taken out the moment he stepped foot in Gotham was because he's Harley's Boyfriend. The only thing stopping the rogues from turning on him is that Harley likes him!! Is he the Gotham version of a crypto-finance bro?

What if it's an older Harley who is kidnapped? Like post Thomas and Martha shooting. It's part of what cements Bruce's notoriety as the Last Wayne. (Everyone asks if he can sense her through their Twin Bond and he gets sooooo mad that's not a real thing!!!! He feels so guilty because if that was a real thing, shouldn't he be able to find her? Shouldn't he know????)

Cut to Batman and Joker in a showdown and there is Harley and Bats CAN'T STOP STARING?!??? why does she seem so familiar? The Joker notices of course and starts saying some very crass things but the IMPORTANT part is that at some point Harley mentions not minding beating up on Batman because she once had a baby brother who was terrified of bats, so she's doing this for him!!! And Bruce is like wait I once had an older sister and I'M afraid of bats?!?!

Harley looks at him REALLY HARD and all of the sudden she's screaming "BABY B????" and roundhouse kicking the Joker into some metal oil drums. NOBODY beats up her baby brother!!!!

The rogues go fucking insane

(the age thing. Harley is technically a day older than Bruce. She was born at 11:50 PM and he was born at 12:05 AM. They make older sibling/younger sibling jokes all the time and think they are very funny. The Batkids would disagree)

[luvvrz]

Burning [Logan / Reader, 18+]

AKA: YOUR LITTLE PUPPY! THROW THAT MAN A BONE!

Additional tags: Pet play ig but not really? Subby Logan, Servitude, Meowwwww

OTHER WORKS

Soft. Too god damn soft.

This was one of the rare instances when Logan wasn't being the gruff, stick-up-the-ass old man everyone knew him to be. I mean, an attempt was certainly made, but it was hard to act accordingly when you were on top of him like that, riding him like you were fuckin' made to do it.

Those hips of yours are sin incarnate, and he's unsure of where to look. His eyes keep fluttering, and it's one helluva fight trying to keep them open, but he's managing - because you told him to, and he'll be damned if he doesn't say how high when you tell him to jump.

Finally, he decides to settle his gaze on that pretty face of yours, unsurprised to find your eyes already on him as you moved. Your hair is stuck to your forehead in a sweaty mess, yet you've never looked more like a goddamn angel than you do right now. With the light flooding through the drapes as your backdrop, your face twisted up just the way it always does when he fucks up into your g-spot, it's a miracle he hasn't already lost it.

You're calling him your puppy again, and he's unashamed of the way he whimpers - though, he'd deny it until his last breath if asked. He was the goddamn Wolverine, not some sniveling dog - though, it always sent a spark of electricity up his spine when you referred to him as such. Especially as you give the leash around his neck a firm tug, making him snap back to attention once more. His eyes are glazed over to all hell and he can barely even fuckin' see anymore. Everything is you.

"Thank you, baby, thank you."

His voice is already broken, and he's acutely aware how it wavers almost desperately - but you love it, if the way your pussy flutters in response is anything to go off of. Always so tight, so wet for him, and it's fuckin' filthy the way you get off on parading him around like your little pet.

But that's what he is, isn't he? An animal, put on this world to please you.

You're bouncing faster still, more purpose, and it's taking everything in him not to thrust up to meet you. But you like control, you like having him wanton beneath you. A little bitch, that's what he is right now. Your property. His dick is throbbing, needy, and he's sure you can feel it - you'd been teasing him for an hour prior. You know his sanity is draining, that's what you're going for. Reminding him that you're the only one that can make him feel like this, you're the only one that can control the fire burning within him.

And you get to decide whether it's snuffed out, or keeps burning.

[nurix0]

JUST FLUFF/COMFORT SCENARIOS WITH YOUR BNHA BOYS

characters: Bakugou, Midorya, Iida, Shoto

genre: fluff, confort

warnings: none, endgame Todoroki personally ig(??)

relationship: up to your personal interpretation

-he's one with physical touch or being a listener, not very good at words

- listening>>>>>

-he would be startled at first and don't know how to act but at the end he'll be "kind" (HIS type of kind)

-not the best at conventional comforting but he's amazing at his own way of confort

"The hell you're doing in my door at this time?" the blond complained at the sight of you in front of his door at 1am, he's normally not up at this hour but some assignments kept him up

You had a shit day and couldn't sleep, the only person you thought could ease things up without asking too much questions was Bakugou since well.. he was not one who cares to ask much anyway

"Can i just come in for a bit?" you voice was off and Bakugou definitely noticed that, now looking better your everything was different,.you didn't even look him in the eye, like your confidence washed away and this was the biggest challenge you ever faced

He rubbed his temple "Ugh, sure just don't bother me too much, it's already late" opening his door a bit more so you could enter, you went straight up sitting on the floor but the blonde contested "What are you doing?" you looked confused "You said not to bother so i thought —"

"Look, you can sit on the bed or something, just don't take much space" he was annoyed from how small your figure felt, figuratively speaking, you usually get on his nerver but not like this

You followed him sitting on the bed and stayed in comfortable silence for some minutes "What's up with you anyway?" glancing his way you saw his face a bit softer but firm as always, it was his way of showing he is listening, so you rambled for hours on end with his total attention

"You had it rough, just... you don't have to go back if you don't want to" you glanced at him wondering what he meant "Look... sleep here if you feel like it, i don't care" he bumped your side a bit "But if you hog all of the blankets im kicking your ass out, got it?" his playful rough tone didn't match the sympathetic smile on his face

keep it a secret but he didn't mind you clinging to him a bit at night (if it was too much he def pushed you away)

-He's def good a comforting, maybe gets nervous of what to do at first but he'll manage

- words of affirmation kinda guy

-good at comforting but not with advice

- won't mind physical touch but normally doesn't initiate it

It was dawn after a day at UA, Midorya finally finished his workout and headed to the dorms, on his way someone sitting on the roof caught his eye

It was you, that decided after a bad training to stay in your "safe spot" for some time to clear your head up "What are you doing here Y/n?" a concerned voice spoke, looking behind you saw Midorya with his soft eyes filled with worry "Oh, it's you. I'm just resting for a bit, nothing much don't worry"

The boy sat by your side "Anyone would worry about someone being alone at the edge of a rooftop" he gave a bitter laugh and hesitatingly touched your shoulder in an attempt of comfort "You can trust me to vent, I'm here for you"

That was when you lost it, looking down you started to cry your eyes out from all the stress and opened up about everything that was bothering you, Midorya looked nervous for a bit, like he was the one to make you cry, retracting his hand to himself on instinct

Almost instantly you rested your head on his shoulder, after saying everything his shirt was soaking wet from all the tears but he didn't mind "Thank you, you're the best, Midorya" the boy, unnoticed by you, blushed bashfully "Anytime, you're important to me after all" it was his turn to put his head against yours, hugging you for extra comfort

-What can i say? This man it's probably terrible at comforting, good with advice but definitely not comforting

-Def gives you some stiff hugs if, and only if, you ask

-acts of service>>>>

- Tries to stay more with you after the situation to help with anything (quality time and acts of service)

You didn't come to class for the day and as the class president it was Iida's duty to give you notes, the only thing is that you didn't answer the door or texted anyone, even your friends so everyone was worried

He was at your door "Hey, Y/n can you please open up? We're all concerned with your well-being and i need to hand you today's notes" softly knocking, again and again, but to no avail

He was getting frustrated "Look, im going to keep knocking until you open up. I need to give you these notes, it's my duty as a president to deliver them to you!" the door opened and your miserable self was right behind it, the boy was concerned right away about your well being

"What's going on with you? Are you sick? Do tou need me to talk to—" you cut him off "Look, Iida, i appreciate the notes, I'm not so good but I'll handle this with mr.Aizawa" you were about to close the door when the boy's foot got in the way

"You're not going to lock yourself in your room alone! You need assistance!" you denied his advances but he continued "Let me in, please... i want to help you" his tender voice made you feel safe so you let him in, physically and emotionally

Your dorm was a mess and you felt embarrassed to let someone tidy as Iida in at this state "Sorry, I didn't want anyone to see this mess, i cleaned up my desk today but I don't have any energy left to —"

"You sure look tired, get some rest while i clean this" Iida wasn't expecting to see this, he never even imagined you would let this happen, that's why he wanted to help, he knew you weren't in the right state of mind and that's okay, you contested but he insisted, and like that tou rested while he cleaned you room, you made sure to thank him later

The day after you went to him and thanked him, you even got a hug back huh

-I don't really think he even knows how to comfort someone

-Maybe he'll do something for you??

-It would be kinda awkward ngl

-He would try his best fr

-Says the most on point shit without thinking it means much

It's been a week that your quirk hasn't been useful for the type of training you're doing in class and that's been upsetting you deeply, either way, you couldn't dare to tell anyone, they seemed to go so smoothly that was embarrassing you were struggling

Today was another day like those and you were so tired of not being a "real hero", when you saw your score being the last one you couldn't help to excuse yourself to the change room the fake attitude of not carrying wouldn't last longer than this, but it was enough so that nobody noticed something was wrong

Except that Todoroki did notice, how could he not? You were strange all week but at the same time didn't look like it to the untrained eye at least, he could see past that facade easily, so he went after you

You were miserable sitting on the corner of the changing room, not crying or panicking, jsut wondering was this hero life really for you? "Why did you leave the training grounds like that?" looking to the side you saw Shoto, this unsettled you, nobody could know "Training was just intense, you know? Just tired" getting up you smiled at him

"I'm not one to pry but you know that holding everything in doesn't help, right?" those words hit you like a truck, how could he be so on point without knowing anything? "What?... Ha, there's nothing—" you looked at him as he stared blankly at your trembling figure "Seriously! I—" the stuttering didn't got you anywhere, it just confirmed what the boy needed to know

Realizing there's no turn backs form this you just let yourself be and opened up to him, Todoroki heard every bit and tried his best at comforting you, reassuring your quirk was good like any other, by the end of it he was glad he picked up on the hints, he knew how bottling up emotions affected someone, imagine from how long you would've kept this if nobody noticed

You whipped a tear or two that escaped "Thank you for listening, Todoroki, i appreciate it" now everything felt lighter but there was one feeling... "Hey, just don't see me as weak after all of this, kay?... " the boy looked at you softly

"Never thought of it, besides, opening up is a sign of strength", now completely relieved you and Todoroki walked out of the room right in time for the next class, it was nice having someone that knew you struggled and was there for you after all

[forsaken-headcanons]

ALSO ADDING ONTO THE HC THAT 007N7 IS A GREAT COOK –

I like to think that in other nights when Elliot is too tired to cook for the group (he's usually the cook bc yknow he used to cook for builder brother's pizza occasionally...) ,, 007n7 decides to cook for them. Since he thinks its one of the things he could at least contribute to the group. Shedletsky also cooks for them sometimes, but fried chicken can get a little tiring.

So 007n7 cooks, right? And the other survivors think he's gonna BURN down the kitchen, most likely Elliot or Builderman will think that because they don't trust him the MOST. Shedletsky has some faith in him, and so does Guest 1337, mostly because he just pities the guy... But his cooking would NOT disappoint. Onto the serving ig,,,

Elliot would not only be shocked, but he'll be FLABBERGASTED once he tastes his cooking. It was surprising, a former hacker cooking like a retired chef??? WOW!! but he won't admit it, he'll just regard it in some sort of "Yah, it's good enough, i guess" way.

Shedletsky would LOVE it. He doesn't really trust the man that much, but ever since he tasted his cooking, he was BLOWN away. He even suggests he cooks for them every night bc of how good it is, which makes 007n7 embarrassed and flattered at the same time. He praises the man, and he's usually watching him cook these meals now. Maybe stealing a quick taste when 7n7 isn't looking.

Builderman would also be a little shocked, and he praises the man a little after tasting the dish. He'd go back for another plate while still having a mouthful of food that he's prolly chewing. hes just hungry like that.

Guest 1337 thinks its because of being a former father, since he knows himself that having a kid can boost up his ability to cook even by a little. He knows bc yknow,,, he has a kid himself... he'll give 7n7 a few ingredients and dishes he used to make, they'll be cooking buddies ong... totally not a 1337n7 reference, heehe.....

Two Time likes it, they think that "This delicacy has been blessed by The Spawn itself, hence it's deliciousness" or something, they're just like, trust. And they pray for like every meal, not just 7n7's. It's all meals like breakfast, dinner, and lunch, even if it's just a small snack. He usually puts it down on some small table and kneels down, praying glory of the Spawn for the meal. 7n7 finds it a little weird, but he does appreciate it when they pray for the food served to them.

Noob loves it!!! As much as they like Elliot's cooking, they think that he's at a competition when 7n7, because DAYUM. The food he makes tastes like he's at some sort of fancy restaurant!!!! AND they know that he used to be a hacker, but they dont really care...... bc FOOD!!! The little fella waits eagerly for the food to be served while he holds their plate out, and a little bib on his collar.

Dusekkar LIKES it. Though he doesn't really need to eat bc of yknow, hes a pumpkin and my general headcanon... he can still digest stuff normally, but he doesnt really get hungry like normal Robloxians do. He praises the meal with his cutesy little rhyming phrases, i aint writing that bc i aint good at rhyming forbSHIT.

That is SO MUCH im so sorry that its so long omg i just like rmabling about 007n7... and i thought this headcanon would be happy bc most hc's for him are SO SAD AND ANGSTY!!!!

also I'd like to be called 🗯💥 anon if its okay!!!! HEHE SEND ASK

Down as 🗯💥 anon you go.

[miowritings]

Maybe a fic of pjsk boys learning English with non-Japanese reader who’s good at it? (Feel free to ignore :D) have a nice day!

I-i-i love you!♡

Tsukasa tenma, rui kamishiro, akito shinonome, toya aoyagi x gn reader

✮a/n: sorry for being offline all of the sudden, i was thinking of quitting tumblr since i dont open it much, plus busy with school, im not gonna quit<3 more like a hiatus, ik how much it hurts to see an idol quit and i dont want yall experiencing that🙏 im more online on my ig account (@/yumi.anami) so if you want to talk, im here :DD, TRANSLATED WORDS ARE DOWN THERE!!

✮sypnosis: you, teach the boys how to speak english fluently.

✮contains: corny, sappy, love🥺

✮taglists: @akitosheart @nogenderbee

Tsukasa Tenma

-tsukasa decided that today was the day he decided to start using english! He already knew your first language wasn't Japanese, so he learns english with you, even if you speak japanese fluently

-while teaching him, he would have to ask for things in english only, yes he does know a bit of english but, its hard to communicate with such little words no?

-you introduce him to japanese and english dictionaries, flash cards, anything of the sort, even going as far as to make him listen to english songs!

-when asking for something like a ketchup or remote, he would have to say it in english

"Ah, y/n, could you please.. uh.. pass the... The.." he stutters, making some sort of movement in his hands, you know damn well he wanted that ketchup, so why not tease him? "Huh? The salt?" You ask, faking your obliviousness, tsukasa shook his head in frustration, then sighed in defeat. "The.. ケチャップ!!" He exclaims, you sigh, handing him the ketchup bottle. "Its ketchup kasa, but its okay, you got half the sentence right" you giggle.

-once he learned a bit more about the english language, he was getting the hang of it, except for his pronunciation..

-"ehem!" He clears his throat, then exhaled "i, live in a... A... Ru..ruru.." he stumbled, reading a post cards intently. "Rural, back from the top!" You stated, he groans but he knows that mistakes happen at first.

-"okay! I got this..! I, live in a ru... Rur..." He quits, groaning again, "y/n!! You picked the hard one didn't you..?!" He exclaimed dramatically, hugging you by the waist, you chuckle and carefully pushed him away. "Its a simple sentence.. i live in a rural areas ruu-raall" you exclaimed, making sure to emphasize rural "Dont push yourself okay? Theres still time.." you say, turning around to sit on the chair.

-tsukasa read the post card over and over and over until he was sure he's right! She walks up to you, reading the postcard. "I live in a... Ru...rural area! I live! In rural! Areas!!" He exclaimed in a much more louder than before, you got up and started cheering him.

-"hahaha!! Told you y/n! I dont need extra days to learn yknow?! Im like a champion!" He says playfully, you chuckle at his joke "y/n.! My dear, thank you for helping me.. ehem!" He clears his throat, making you face him "y/n! You are a.. beautiful person!" He exclaimed, making you bug eyed.

-"eh?! Since when did you know how to pronounce beautiful..?" You ask, still skeptical but impressed. "I practiced some words on my free time.. my friend said beautiful was both hard and simple.. it was challenging too.." he sighs "but i did it!!" "Yea, yea.. im proud kasa..but please dont yell in my ear.." you winced "oh.. sorry.." he chuckles.

Rui kamishiro

-rui already knew english, in fact he was good at it, so there was no need for teaching.. though he is a bit teasy with his english

-when you when you talk to him in japanese, sometimes he'll randomly speak english.

-"そしてこの犬はずっとボールに向かって吠えていた！私はただボールを取って犬に渡した" you ranted, you see rui have the mischievous grin on his face. "Oh..? At a ball? Thats very silly" he responds, in english, you sigh, knowing he would do something like this.. "really? Do you want me to speak in english or what?" You ask in english "日本人お願いします。" He stated, nodding intently.

-despite being good at english, sometimes rui has a hard time saying english words, sometimes he gets the pronounciation wrong.

-when he does get it wrong, he gets all peeved.. he knows that you'll tease him about it, but if it makes you happy, he'll laugh along.

Akito shinonome

-akito isnt that good at english, nor bad at it? Hes just there.

-ofcourse, you taught him proper english, he's still kind of pissed that he needs to study..

-"ugh.. cant i just speak to you in japanese..?" He groans, looking at the paper in his hand. "Didnt you ask me to teach you english? You cant back out now.. we went this far.." you plead to him, he sighs and reluctantly nods. "Fine.."

-even though he hates studying, he's very eager to learn, he wants to communicate well and to make you proud of him!

-akito takes alot of time when studying, so learning a new language would take wayy too long, but eventually he'll get there

-"Hmm.. say this?" You hand him a flashcard, which says "今日は天気が良さそうだと思いませんか?". "Oh..! Uh.." he clears his throat, analyzing the sentence "do..dont you.. think the.. weather looks nice today..?" He mutters, sounding unsure, his head tilting, looking at you to see your approval. "Hm.. its actually "dont you think the weather is great today?" But i'll let it pass, same meaning" you sigh.

-akito was very happy to know he translated it well.. sure it was a little.. different than the one on the flash card but it still works!

-once he knows english that much, its obvious he would tell his friends first, to flex and all.

-"Thats great shinonome-kun.!" Kohane chirped in, toya smiles proud in akito for actually studying.. an chuckles while exclaiming loudly "haha! Are you gonna speak english for the rest of your life?" She teases, smirking while waiting for a response. "Hello no.!" Akito groaned.

Toya aoyagi

-toya's already good when it comes to english speaking, hes not fluent, but its understandable.

-he would sometimes mispronounce words or get the meaning of the words mixed up, so he was glad to have you by his side.

-he would sometimes ask for you to tutor him english, the complex part of english learning.. he sometimes finds himself enjoying these study sessions..

-once he was good enough at english, he wanted to thank you so he wrote you something..

-it was a love letter, all in perfect english, he knew that it wasnt that big but he wanted you to know how youre teachings are important.

-"I know it isnt much.. but i just want you to know that our study time together paid off.." he mumbled, looking down, once he looked at you, he saw how happy, shocked and gentle you looked, he smiled at you and pulled you into a tight embrace

-"small..?! This is way too big...!!" You exclaimed, pulling hum close with a sigh.

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!!Translated words!! (Translated by deepl!!)

"そしてこの犬はずっとボールに向かって吠えていた！私はただボールを取って犬に渡した" → "and this dog kept barking at the ball, so i simply took the vall and gave it to him.."

"日本人お願いします" → "japanese please.."

"今日は天気が良さそうだと思いませんか?" → "dont you thing the weather looks great today?"

[dreamermonica]

jersey no. 10s + would love me if i was a worm ?

—gender neutral reader, established relationships, fluff, some crack, just silly banters with them, lots of teasing from reader, and kaiser ig on his part🪰

RIN side-eyes you. it's in the middle of a horror movie marathon when you ask him that question, effectively pulling him out of his focus on the show as he attempts to process your strange inquiry.

it's obvious from the way that he doesn't immediately call your question dumb or stupid that he's already used to these type of conversations. a perk of being surrounded by weirdos perhaps? anyway, it still doesn't refrain him from raising a brow at the abruptness of your out-of-the-blue query.

within a short moment of contemplation, he blinks away from your expectant expression back to the screen. you visibly deflate at his nonchalance.

“no.” bluntly does he say. you blink.

“so you don't love me for me?”

“i simply don't see myself loving a worm. it doesn't matter if it's you or not.”

he deliberately ignores the piercing and offended stare on the side of his face.

“so unfair! i would love you if you were a worm!” you whine as you shake his arm.

“doubt it.” he leans back further onto the couch to eye you again from his periphery, momentarily pausing the movie to apprehend your whining. “if i were ever to become a worm, I'd kill myself. i can't become the world's best striker with no limbs.”

“still thinking about football 'till now? jackass.” you playfully pout before turning back to the screen again. he quietly resumes the movie with a thoughtful nod. as a jumpscare comes up and you huddle to his side in surprise, you think the discussion is dropped entirely until he speaks up once more.

“there's that and,”

he suddenly leans close to your ear, arm skillfully placed on the backrest of the couch to wrap you in, your eyes widening when you feel his breath fanning on the side of your face.

it's barely above a whisper when he says it,

“—the fact i wouldn't be able to spend nights like these with you.”

...huh?

oh my. you must've been hearing things—because the next thing you know is that a pillow is roughly thrown onto your face.

SAE resolves the weird question with a playful pinch to your cheeks. he deals with enough dumbassery (shidou) already to even think of entertaining your question, but god, your squished face and cheeks look really adorable right now, so he'll humor you for a bit.

“ow, ow, ow...”

“maybe. maybe not.” his stare remains blank and bored as your face scrunches in pain with the faint stinging on your cheek. upon seeing your discomfort, he immediately drops his hands, stuffing them in his pockets, “depends if we're both worms or not.”

humming as you soothingly rub your cheeks mindlessly, you stick out a tongue at him. “how about only me as a worm with my face on it?”

he glowers at the thought, “creepy. don't push it.”

“then me as a normal worm...?”

“i'd feed you to shidou. he'd treat you well.”

you sigh depressingly at the thought of swimming in that soccer demon's stomach acid. “no getting through you, huh. would it kill you to be sappy for once...?”

“if we were both worms, then yes, i'd love you. happy now?”

“hooray!”

he deliberately pushes your face away from his line of sight, scowling as you try to kiss him with your lips exaggeratedly puckered much to his dismay, “who the hell cheers like that? weirdo.”

“your weirdo.”

you send him a wink, a half-assed attempt at rizzing him up and yet he thought he’d explode right then and there. his expression stays indifferent though. no way he’s exposing himself like that.

“yeah. only mine.” the taste of victory is sweet on his tongue as he watches you turn red at his words.

KAISER...oh, kaiser.

in his case, it's the other way around.

you are the one getting pestered to answer his strange question instead. courtesy of his greed for your attention. gotta thank the heavens above when you decide to entertain his antics instead of strangling him.

“what brought this question forth?” you stare at him in boredom, sinking into the comfy confines of the couch he's leaning over at to smile at you dopily. you resist the urge to kiss his face right then and there.

“nothing~ just trying to see if you're only after my body or not.”

“...but i'm not into worms—”

“it's me! as a worm! the handsome and prodigal michael kaiser!” he pushes, feigning hurt as he dramatically places a hand to his chest. “why are you doubting me? i can't believe my darling out of all people would do this to me.”

you hum for a while as your gaze moves up to the ceiling, paying no mind whatsoever to the sob story he's fabricating to garner your sympathy as well. you press a finger to your lips curiously, “would the worm version of you keep your toned body and beautiful golden hair?”

“uh...good question—wait, you are after my body!”

“yes. is that a problem?” you can't help the smug look that crosses your face upon seeing kaiser's offended reaction, to which immediately turns into a scowl as he leans closer towards your face.

“what,” your hand raises to graze against his cheek, trailing down to his neck as you caress his iconic blue rose tattoo. “can't take a little joke, mihya?”

he stiffens at your touch, eyes widening for a moment, before he ultimately resigns himself to a heavy sigh of defeat, maneuvering his hand to grasp your wandering fingers over his collarbone, stopping your advances as he pouts playfully.

“this is why i like my side chicks better.”

“hah? repeat that again you little—”

“can't take a little joke, mein liebling?”

taken aback, you glare at him. he winks back.

forcibly given a taste of your own medicine, you huff outwardly and opt to push his stupidly handsome face away from your sight before it angers you any further. a sense of clarity already being gained when he is no longer is in your peripherals.

“go talk to them if they're so much better than me then.”

“oh, cmon.”

this was collecting dust for months in my drafts take it as u may , i might be more active soon✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

[forwards-beckon-rebound]

batfam as fanfic tropes pt 2

ft bruce, dick, and jason warnings: i continue to give jason all of the angsty stuff but i promise i do it out of love, some suggestive jokes lol pt 1

bruce

not to keep pushing my superbat agenda but that may or may not be what i'm doing

only one bed trope let's go

likeeee yknow imagine they're on an undercover mission with the league or whatever but then they end up stuck in rockville, known for their slightly weird rock

and there's a single motel that only has one room left and of course there's only one bed

to add insult to injury, it's a queen bed and they're both like 6'+ guys so there's absolutely no way they're not gonna at least accidentally make physical contact (it's not gonna be accidental by the end of the night)

something about clark seeing bruce in pj's just seems so funny to me, i don't even have anything else to add

imagine they didn't bring pj's bc they didn't think the mission was going to take that long so they go to the motel's gift shop and they're forced to get cringey tourist shirts

"Rockville may not have much, but we sure rock!"

"Rock on over to Rockville"

we all know bruce technically doesn't haveeeee to sleep for 8 hours straight (and ig clark doesn't have to either? but i haven't read enough superman stuff to know how true that is) but i like the idea of him just sleeping anyways

and clark doesn't know any better so he's like yeah ok makes sense that he would need to sleep, he is human after all

bruce may act like he's bothered by this but like he's fooling nobody

i think it would be so funny if clark actually does manage to fall asleep but because bruce almost never sleeps for this long unless he's critically injured, he's just like lying there in the dark freaking out over being in the same bed as clark

bruce discovers fanfic of himself but it's not even in our universe, it's just gothamites writing fanfics about him

there's bruce wayne x reader, bruce wayne x oliver queen, bruce wayne x lois lane (clark is not happy about this), bruce wayne x nightwing??????, batman x every member of the justice league, and of course bruce wayne x batman

babs probably knew all along but she decides to wait until she finds something particularly scandalous before showing it to bruce

and let's just say some writers sure have creative imaginations when it comes to uh what bruce and batman would be doing behind closed doors

i'm just imagining one day he's on patrol and saves some random person from getting mugged and then they're suddenly like, "wow i never thought i'd actually get to meet you. i'm a big fan. can i ask you some questions?"

and yknow, this happens sometimes. sure he'll entertain the questions, but he probably won't answer

"i actually write fanfic but i was having some trouble with your characterization. do you think you're more of a top or bottom?"

bruce.exe has stopped working

wait until he finds the fan art

dick

your siblings are best friends

hear me out, you have a younger sister who happens to be in the same after school art club as damian

and of course, being the good older sibling you are, you come to pick her up

but it certainly doesn't hurt to see dick grayson every week, waiting for his younger brother

at first he's just some handsome stranger who happens to be around the same age as you

and you're trying to figure out if he's here for his sibling or if he's just a very very young parent

thankfully, your sister introduces you to damian and by proxy you properly meet dick so you know he's not taken

and it's hard not to fall for him because he's just so funny and charming

and he's good with kids, as evident by how he handles damian but also one day when your sister comes out of art club sobbing because some kid messed with her artwork and he's able to calm her down in record time

he offers to get her ice cream as consolation but he's weirdly making eye contact with you as he says that and maybe you're just delusional but between this and the flirting you can't be blamed for feeling a certain way about the whole thing

but things frustratingly don't progress any further (mostly because dick thinks he's been pretty clear with the flirting and decides to back down because you don't seem to be reciprocating, whereas you're completely oblivious to the whole thing) so it's up to damian and your sister to take things into their own hands

cue the random playdates where they insist that you and dick both come for supervision or something while they draw and banish you and dick to another room because they need "pure artistic energy" in the room or whatever

and funnily enough the other room just so happens to have a candlelit dinner for two set up! wow, what a coincidence!

you guys have a very well cooked steak and talk things over (read: your siblings both yell at you from the other room to just confess already)

honestly, they're both pretty done with your antics but at least you're together now!

if you don't mention both of them in your wedding speeches there will be consequences

jason

who else would get hanahaki disease if not jason todd

for those who were not in the trenches of 2010’s anime fanfics, hanahaki disease is a fictional disease where you cough up flowers if your love is unrequited or like you think your love is unrequited

i just know this loser wouldn’t even realize he likes you until he starts coughing up random flowers and he’s like wtf????

it does not take a tim drake to figure out who he likes so ofc the last people to notice are him and you

also you just know he’s the type to suffer in silence instead of confess bc he thinks he’s burdening you with his feelings or like he doesn’t lead the type of life that can allow him to have a relationship or whatever emo edge lord stuff he does

also i think he is incapable of flirting LMAO

honestly, even if you confessed i can see him being like "how can you possibly love me, you must be confused"

normally the confession scene is where the sick person gets cured and like they get together

but nope! jason just straight up refuses bc ofc he does

good luck trying to convince him that you do like him, flaws and all

GET THIS DUDE HIS COLLEGE!AU

not to be dramatic but i desperately want him to have a happy and normal life so this one might be a bit of wish fulfilment on my behalf but like

once again i feel like he would actually want to go to college/uni

like will he complain about his assignments and exams? yes but don't we all?

i feel like he would just take courses he would like, so probably a lot of literature stuff

i think it would be very funny if he took one of those psychology courses, think like PSYCH 21XX: The Maladaptive Mind or smth and he's like "wow these trauma responses sound awfully familiar. wonder where i've heard about this before"

anyways i'm thinking about him being a humanities guy and then he meets you, a stem student who has to take this one english class to graduate

and he's also in a similar boat and is in your biology class for the science credit

so you guys decide to just study together and help each other out

and he may or may not catch feelings but it's hard not to when you have similar taste in books and can talk about a random poem you read in class for an hour

jason todd who gets rizzed up by your annotations

but then like halfway through second semester he realizes that you've hung out just for fun more often than you've actually hung out to study

and ofc there's a dramatic confession scene at graduation and he's stumbling over his words and god he might end it all because his family is there and freaking dick grayson is watching him confess to his crush

but like it's hard not to figure it out when he basically acts like your boyfriend on your "study dates" and honestly you already kinda figured you at least had something sort of going on and this confession is not shocking in the slightest

so that was super embarrassing for him but at least he's got a date next week?

hear me out...if you got into an accident and then developed retrograde amnesia

he's already stressed enough about the fact that you got injured in the first place

like what is the point of all of his training and patrolling to keep gotham safe if he can't even keep the person who's the most important to him safe?

then you wake up and he's so relieved he could cry

he thinks you're just a bit disoriented as he pulls you into his arms, promising he's never going to put you in a situation like that ever again

only for you to stare blankly at him

"i'm sorry, who are you?"

he thinks he would rather die and reincarnate again than live with the way you're looking at him

you're not even mad at getting hurt. you don't even remember that. you're just...looking at him like he's nothing more than a stranger because right now, that's what he is

i think his insecurities would be amped up to 100x after this, even if you did agree to come home with him and try to regain your memories

he's constantly praying that this is some messed up nightmare because he doesn't even know why you agreed to date him the first time around

so how is he supposed to make you fall for him again?

it's even worse because you are trying and you feel bad about it, but anytime he gets too close, he can see the way you flinch slightly

honestly he's going to start spiraling, like questioning whether he even deserves you or what he's doing wrong

is it because you don't know him? is he scaring you in some way? he would never hurt you, but that's all he's ever known. it was nice to live in this fantasy, but maybe all he was doing was delaying the inevitable

he starts to wonder if maybe he should just let you go now, while you don't remember anything. just thinking about it makes him want to claw his heart out but if it would keep you safe, he'd be willing to give you anything

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