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FROM as a show is so special because it's one of those rare instances where the most disliked character that the fandom finds to be annoying for any and all reasons... is a white man. Instead of doing the usual thing where the most hated character is a woman who is over-hated for even the most minor misstep (with the underlying real reason being misogyny). And I just think that's so beautiful, so thank you Jim for being mildly but consistently irritating. The world is healing â€ïž
#at least this is the general opinion of Jim that ive come across so far anyway lol i was so happy to find out i wasnt the only one#tho tbh Julie and Tabitha took a while to grow on me. but i think by about season 2 they did#from#from mgm#from epix#FROM tv series#FROM#'FROM' THE SHOW#help this show is so annoying to try and tag đ#FROMily#FROMily i hope you find this#jim mathews#jim from#jim from 'from'#that word is starting to lose all meaning to me now
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as a fellow introvert; we are social creatures. introverts who purposefully see no one for months on end are usually just in a cycle where its been so long since theyâve hung out that itâs too intimidating for them to do anymore. i 100% feel tired after hanging out with my friends but i DO also feel happy and refreshed! tl;dr - youâre super normal lol. try to reach out to a couple people just to chat this week <3
thanks for reaching out I really appreciate itâ€ïž but I have to rant a bit. I allow you to ignore it!
I wish to not be a social creature because going too long without having a friend to talk to or not having someone to talk with almost daily feels bad and it's so hard to have a friend when I need one D:
i've been reaching out to people for the last few weeks or so but they don't reach back. try playing games with people but they play with their other friends or dont feel like playing. invite people to hang out but they say maybe and never give an answer or don't respond.
I don't want to bother my closest friends in our group chat too much in our group chat but the chat is mostly me sending messages with no response and even couple times saying I need a friend when I was having bad days but they didn't want to chat and I dont want to force anyone to entertain my lonely depressed ass. (especially when all I really needed was to talk about the new star rail stuff to distract me but I don't think they've finished it yet so I don't want to spoil) they live together so they always have to socialize and probably make each other tired without needing to add me to it.
so i've also been trying to reach out to new people, like joining twitch chats again for the first time in years. but that never goes well and doesn't satisfy my social needs. too many people talking at once and being the new person no one cares about and all....getting to know a new is very exhausting. but it's so hard to just be able to skip all that getting to know each other stuff jump straight into talking about a thing we both like (in this case it's star rail and cosplay and maybe art) I don't have enough already-known people to reach out to and i'm too tired to do the small talk dance until it's appropriate to jump into special interest territory. being autistic is so exhausting. I with to be one of those rare autistics I sometimes hear about that have 0 interest in social interaction at all
so as you can see, i'm trying. so hard. to the point I'm exhausting myself. it's been too much work for no payoff and makes things feel worse when the outcome isn't what I need and its constant reaching with no one grabbing my hand back. so I keep making annoying tumblr posts about it. i'm so sorry to anyone that reads my nonsense đđđđđđđđđđ this is a normal thing with me but it's usually kept to my other blog that's reserved for more serious posts like this but I tried posting here as a way to "reach out" and see if it invites any friendly friends or something but I don't think i'm doing it right...
(but I am going to a con tomorrow with someone I haven't talked to in like 2 years. but we don't have anything in common anymore so theres not much to talk about. he's the only person who responded to me after trying to reach out for like a month but I fear it will only exhaust me being around too many people and not help this gross need to have a deeper connecting socialization D:)
#i dont know how to ask for attention without asking for attention because attention seeking is bad and annoying#the more needy and annoying you come off the more people will ignore you. saying i need someone to talk to or hang out with gets me ignored#but being vague gets me also ignored???? like just trying to start a convo by throwing things out randomly doesnt work either#so if i cant be direct or indirect or invite people or ask to be invited or anything else ive tried ehst do i do?#how do i satisfy this stupid social need im cursed with? it takes me a month or 3 to recover from socializing so its not like i always ask#but its still too much. and âyou need to find the right peopleâ isnt helpful. because how!!! ive been looking for that for 30 years lmao#i just need someone to invite me and always invite me every time and always reach out first every time (well not every time. just dont make#me be the one every time because thats how it usually seems to go)#but no one wants to do the work and tell me when its ok to bother them. if i bother someone too many times in a row and get no response#then i will stop and wait. and wait. and wait. and give up eventually. or after certain amount of rejections i give up.#so that i dont come off as needy and attention seeking and obnoxious. if people want me they can come to me. and when no one does#that just feels bad. i hate that it feels bad. i wish to make that stop. i wish to turn off feelings.#i cannot figure out the line between bothering someone too much or just enough. how much am i required to push people#and how much is too much where i snap the line while trying to reel them in? because ive snapped more times than ive caught#or the bait just gets completely ignored and i get bored of waiting#oops im slipping into metaphor territory now. that means its time to stop saying words.#hopefully no one reads my annoying tags. i just needed a free space to ramble and vent amd tags are lile little whispers to do that in#but also it is autism acceptance month. people should be adopting a local autistic(me) person to show them what having friends is like#lee rants#im being super particular about how i need to socialize right now as well. dont want trauma bonding/life talks/depression sharing type stuff#only want special interest light hearted goofy fun talks. but those are so hard to do. its easy for people to default into doom conversation#but its hard to keep them on my topic of interest and to stay positive đ
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Pile 1- Four of swords, Seven of wands, two of cups and Queen of coins.
So I'm seeing this person will annoy you with how closed off they are. They don't let their emotions show easily, it's hard getting this person to really settle down and be grounded. I don't think this person doesn't ever want to settle down, I think they're just scared of commitment but more specifically love, getting close to someone. Maybe they've been hurt by people before, rather it be an ex who left them feeling guarded or just walls being up because they think how cuel the world is, whatever it may be they feel they have to protect these feelings from everyone, and that will annoy you I'm assuming lol. You might not really understand this person's intentions at first, you might think they're disinterested or you wanting to move the relationship to a more serious level and they could be resistant, really confusing, like you just don't know what this person's next move is. But this energy is really frustrating! Like, either you love me or don't srsly man đ I see this person really does want you, they are serious about you and I think that scares them because again they're so closed off and guarded, but they really do worship you. They might think you're also out of their "league" I'm hearing, there could be some insecurities around their ego as well.
I'm mostly picking up on that and not much of anything else? I wanted this pick a pile to be a little longer but it seems this is all spirit wants to flow through for now lol.
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Other messages- Cancer, Pisces, 14, I'm sorry. (Seems like someone wants to apologize for something? I heard "I'm sorry" multiple times during this.)
Pile 2- Ace of coins, Five of wands, The magician, Eight of cups in reverse.
This person tends to be fixed on money at times, it might annoy you how materialistically this person might be. I'm also seeing this person likes to take on battles on their own, will fight anyone on earth for you and you don't have to move fingernail, they like to try and be the solution to all of your problems and this will annoy, it could be you just hate how this person makes all of your problems their own to the fullest which is a nice trait to have but it's also not healthy. This person could have a hard time letting toxic people go, they have a bit of a people pleasing energy. With the Magician card I'm getting this person really likes fixing everyone's problems, having their "Aha!" Moments and that might really irritate you, you could help this person coming out of that energy and teach them it's okay to not be everyone's hero, that it's not their job all the time to give themselves away so much.
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Other messages- Aries, Leo, Sagittarius.
Pile 3- Three of coins, Knight of Swords, Three of cups and Five of swords
This person would rather sit in silence and struggle rather than ask for help. This person could like going out and partying a lot or maybe likes taking you on dates out doors a lot in crowded places, you could be more introverted than them so this annoys you a bit lol.
I think this person might have a temper they're still learning to control? Like I think they're a calm person but as soon as they get ticked off their words cut deep, and they know that actually.
Maybe this person has a lot of talent, you see a lot of potential in this person or they share lots of good ideas with you and it might annoy you that this person doesn't believe in themselves to finally turn their dreams into reality? I see you really want the best for this person so it might really annoy you that you know they're not giving it all they've got, you see how far they can go, they just need that extra bit of encouragement from you!
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Other messages- Gemini, Libra, Aquarius, blue, water, wings and 14.
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How do you think the boys were when MC didn't come back for a day? I imagine Kaito starting a riot and probably crying. Maybe even failing to sneak out lol (I love him đ)
Oh GOD! the CHAOS! I'm gonna do this more as a group headcanon for both houses. Thank you for sending in a request!
It was around lunch time when the message that MC went MIA on a mission. These are the headcanons of the brave souls that survived that day.
FROSTHEIM
Jin was already pissed that he lost his newest gopher (affectionate) to do stuff for him. But the second that message dropped. He had to do a double and even a triple take to make sure he read that right. As soon as he's sure he IMMEDIATELY get Tohma to check the tracker on the cruiser he lent out to them (he's rich. He absolutely has a tracker put on his shit)
Kaito is screaming, crying, throwing up (okay maybe not that last one). He's READY to go dive into the water to save MC. He is LOSING IT scoob!
Some would think that our boy Luca would try to keep Kaito calm....in actuality he's almost just as bad. He just manages to keep it on the inside. He's trying to do it through the proper channels (ie Professor Dante) but when that doesn't work or will take too long for their liking, he's coming up with an escape plan right alongside Kaito.
We gave to remember that Luca has already lost one of his loved ones. He's sure as HELL not losing another one without a fight!
Tohma is STRESSED! Not because MC is missing though. He's concerned sure, but he's sure they'll come back soon, missions are typically dangerous after all. He doesn't have much faith in the academy itself. Its more of a logical way of thinking. Its one day, he's sure they're fine.
Where his stress is coming from is the other Frostheim ghouls. He's basically that meme of someone with kids on leashes each going in different directions. Someone HELP this man's before he goes gray!
VAGASTROM
Alan had to hear from someone else. He was shocked to hear that MC had gone missing. It was even worse since the last time he saw them they weren't sure if their ability worked or how it worked. He went to go ask some of the professors to see what happened but got what was essentially nothing.
Sho was worried but he didn't show it. He tried to play it off like he was too focused on his food truck to worry about the honor student. He did however ask his brother about them when he saw him next. His brother mercilessly teased him about possibly liking MC and Sho instantly regretted asking. Every now and then he considered trying to call MC to see if they would answer.
He decided against it and focused more on his truck to keep his mind off of things.
Leo doesn't care. At this point he still wants to take MC down. So while its not the way he wanted to do it, it meant no more annoying NPC tagging along on missions with them. So to him, it was a win. The only annoying part was Alan and Sho worrying about them. He didn't get it and just laughed at the gossip on WickChat about the meltdown at Frostheim.
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Letâs talk about THAT CaitVi scene and the fandomâs response to it
All cards out on the table, I used to adore CaitVi. I was there in the trenches reading the fanfics, watching the shipping videos, even going on fucking dynasty scans for the fanart + doujinshisđ (iykyk). I loved CaitVi down bad, and of all the things I was most excited for in S2, this ship becoming canon was near the top of the list. I say this to say I donât come from a place of apathy or hatred when it comes to this ship, but just genuine disappointment and disgust for how it was mishandled in season 2. Particularly when it comes to the abuse.
In preparation of this rant, I did my homework to fully understand both sides. I watched this video:
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Which explains Caitâs behavior and even addresses her physical abuse. And, as much as it pains me to say this, I looked through the CaitVi tag on tumblr and read as many posts as I could defending Caitlyn and CaitVi as a ship.
Before I begin, I think it would be fair to lay out the main defense before tearing into these people. So letâs talk about Cait:
The main thesis of âStop Me Ohâsâ video and many other CaitVi shippers is that Caitlyn is someone who doesnt like to communicate her feelings and thinks actions speak louder than words. By helping Vi without hesitation during Act 2 and putting aside her grief to allow Vi a chance to talk to Jinx, someone who murdered her mother, Cait is already showing immense remorse. Sheâs taking steps to make amends for her actions and proving that her love and trust in Vi outweighs her desire to get revenge. She doesnât need to actually utter a single apology when sheâs done more than enough to make up for her misgivings.
And excusing the whole fascist thing, ALL she did was hit Vi. She didnât kill the poor thing like Jayce and they werenât fighting to death like Ekko and Jinx:
And, letâs be honest, wouldnât you do the same? Put yourself Caitâs shoes. Imagine your family was blown up by your partnerâs crazy lunatic sister. You watched her turn your world upside down. And while your partner is fully supportive of hunting down your motherâs murderer, she suddenly switches up when itâs time to actually go through with it. Sheâs stopping you from shooting this deranged killer all because you MIGHT shoot some annoying child. And then you miss the best chance youâll ever get to take down this terrorist and your partner comes crawling back to you, talking about how youâre just like that murderer. Then, in the heat of the moment, you hit her with the butt of your gun. You hit her and you abandon her in a hole while she cries on the ground. Itâs harsh, but doesnât she deserve it?
Donât you see? Cait is a poor rich girl who lost her mother. Unlike these other murderers and thugs, all she did was hit Vi during a moment of passion and would never, ever, ever, ever, do it again. Vi should be grateful Cait even let her see her only family, she couldâve just fucking killed the bitch.
Okay. Jokes asides, letâs just address each of these points one by one.
1. Cait already apologized through her actions
This is the most common defense I see for Cait, and itâll be the lengthiest one too.
So my question is: For what?
Ignoring the fact that verbally apologizing IS an action, how does Cait deciding not to pursue Jinx and allowing Vi to see her only family correlate to her making amends for the physical abuse?At the very least , I can see Cait siding against Ambessa and admitting she fell for propaganda as âapologizingâ for her turning to fascism. I guess. But what is Cait atoning for exactly when she helps out Vi? Iâll try to explain what I think it is:
When Cait says Vi has Jinxâs blood, shoves her gun into her stomach, and leaves her in a ditch, that represents her no longer trusting Vi. Cait thinks sheâll choose Jinx over her. So later, when Cait sides with Vi and allows her to see Jinx, itâs shows that sheâs willing to trust Vi again and her judgement of character. Which Vi understands. When we think about it this way, Cait hitting Vi isnât read as âphysical abuseâ by the narrative because the physical act of violence isnât the issue the writers are trying to portray. No, the issue is Cait no longer trusting Vi. Physical abuse was just used as a vehicle to convey Caitâs distrust of Vi, who she now sees as a stranger/enemyâŠ.for like, an episode or two, then switches up lol.
But my point in saying all of this is, Cait isnât really âapologizing through her actionsâ about the physical abuse. In fact, that was never even a consideration. And no, weâre not going to brush it off by saying âwell shouldnât this count for Cait hitting Vi tooâ. If weâre to take physical abuse seriously, and WE ARE you freaks, this is an offense that Cait needs to address separately. Properly.
Imagine if someone punched you in the face then stole your cookies. They never apologize to you for anything, but over the following days, they buy you cookies, maybe even some milk. Do you think these actions are enough of an âapologyâ for punching you in the fucking face? If they are then you need some serious help.
Ah, and contrary to the popular belief that Cait doesnât need to verbally apologize bc she shows her actions through words and yadda yadda yadda, Cait does, in fact, try to apologize in Jinxâs suicide cell. About fucking Maddie. Then she gets cut off. You would think Cait wouldnât feel the need to apologize about Maddie since âaCtIonS sPeAk LoUdeR tHaN wOrDsâ but I guess Cait picks and choose what she feels sorry about.
And I can already hear the counter argument. âItâs not about if I forgive Cait, but if Vi does since sheâs the victim. Cait and Vi kiss and make up, and by the seasonâs end, theyâre a couple. Therefore, Vi forgives Cait about everything.â
Putting aside the cycle of abuse, my question is: how does Vi feel about Cait hitting her? And vice versa. Since the fandom loves throwing âmedia literacyâ around so much, letâs put that to the test. While the physical abuse is never brought up, hinted at, thought about, or addressed ever again (much like how the fandom treats it), that doesnât mean we canât talk about the implications.
If Vi doesnât specifically mention the physical abuse, what does that mean for her character? Did Vi think she deserved it, or maybe she was just used to it, maybe she thought it was in the heat of the moment and Cait would never hurt her again (super toxic mindset btw), etc etc.
If Cait never mentions her physically abusing Vi, what does that mean for her character? Does she even care, does she think she was justified, did she think Vi could take it, why is Maddie the first thing she apologizes about and not hitting Vi and leaving her in a dank hole?
Because we could easily be getting into toxic/abusive territory, and when it comes to physical violence, thereâs very little wiggle room for a more positive interpretation.
2. These characters arenât perfect, theyâre flawed
So this argument falls back on the âwell pobodyâs nerfectâ defense and to that extent I agree. I think Cait is selfish and callous, but all the other characters who have similar flaws (think Silco, Marco, Ambessa, probably more) end up fucking dying and/or have actual narrative consequences. Iâve seen people argue that Cait losing her eye is a narrative consequence and IT IS for Caitâs alt right phase and choosing to follow Ambessa but itâs NOT for hitting Vi. Neither is Maddie betraying her. An appropriate narrative consequence wouldâve been Vi leaving her ass, but I promise you the same people defending Cait wouldâve had a thousand think pieces about how the writers sabotaged Caitâs character. Arcane is NOT a show about bad people getting away with bad things either.
3. Well Jayce killed Viktor / Ekko and Jinx tried to kill each other
So this argument acknowledges Caitâs abuse and her lack of apology but tries to deflect by claiming the other couples are violent, if not more. Even though this is a classic whataboutism, Iâll address it. I wonât acknowledge the timebomb side of the argument because itâs incredibly dumb, but for Jayvik, where do we begin? Recall that after Cait and Vi kissed, they were on romantic terms. Thatâs why Cait even bothers bringing up Maddie, and itâs really more so to let the viewer know Cait will excuse abuse but draws the line at infidelity. During Act 2, Jayce and Viktor are enemies and Viktor will literally kill everyone if he continues on his path. Jayce could have at least talked to Viktor first, but the writers chose to make him deranged or whatever so that was out of the question. And again, theyâre enemies. Fighting isnât off the table, even killing. If Viktor sucker punched Jayce while they were astral projecting together, then that might be analogous to Cait and Vi, but they donât.
4. Not all relationships are perfect
This is one is similar to point two, but Iâm taking a different angle. No, not all relationships are perfect, but I would never call physical abuse a âflawâ thatâs to be expected in a normal, healthy relationship. Once you introduce violence, we call that abusive. I didnât know we were in dire need of an abusive lesbian relationship, but Iâll walk with you.
If Arcane had the balls, CaitVi couldâve been portrayed as the toxic yuri couple it clearly is. They couldâve leaned into Vi being desperate enough to take Cait back and Cait not giving a single fuck about hitting Vi and leaving her. And if they did, this post wouldnât exist. But they donât. Weâre genuinely supposed to like this slop and view it as a good thing because they kiss and play fun pop music while they fuck instead of the more appropriate âPoisonâ (by Bell Biv DeVoe ofc).
5. Well Jinx did XYZ to Vi
Another whataboutism. At risk of making this post longer than it already is, Iâm gonna be brief. Yes, Jinx did awful things to Vi, but the narrative properly punishes Jinx for all of her actions (I mean the girl literally sacrifices herself) and wastes no time calling her out, especially Vi. Behind Cait, Vi is Jinxâs biggest hater. Literally chokes the girl out on sight. So letâs not pretend thereâs some hypocrisy going on here, though it doesnât escape me that many Cait fans end up being Jinx haters.
With that, I think Iâve covered all the major defenses for Caitviâs physical abuse. All I can say is that the relationship is fucked and Vi deserves better.
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DENYING THE OBVIOUS
â âi'm not falling in love,â he says, while he's actually falling the hardest. minho's in such deep denial, it's like he's drowning in the nile.
words àŒŻ 0.8k / pairing àŒŻ lee minho x gn!reader / tags àŒŻ best friends to lovers (kinda), childhood friends, mutual pining, fluff, humor, teasing & banter, arcade games, unspoken feelings, slice of life / content warnings àŒŻ fluff and more fluff !
a/n àŒŻ eh, this one's not my top-notch work, had a few bumps and hiccups, but hey, it's alright. took me ages to write tho. đ wanted to really nail that denial part, but i guess it's decent enough. hope you still got a kick out of it ! <3
âIâm not falling in love,â he says.
You stare at Minho, half-smirking, half-annoyed. Heâs sprawled out on your bed, flipping through one of your old comic books, pretending heâs way cooler than he actually is. His hair is a messâheâs too lazy to even run a hand through it properly. You roll your eyes.
âSure, Minho. Whatever helps you sleep at night,â you say, tossing a pillow at his face. He barely dodges it, laughing. Itâs that laugh that makes your heart skip a beat, but you refuse to admit it.
âWhy would I be falling for you?â he teases, grinning. âYouâre like... my best friend. And youâre a pain in the ass.â
You snort. âRight back at you, loser.â
He sits up, crossing his legs and leaning forward. âLetâs be real. If anyoneâs falling, itâs definitely not me. Iâm the epitome of self-control.â
You canât help but laugh at that. âYeah, right. You cried watching Toy Story 3.â
âHey, that was emotional!â he protests, eyes wide in mock offense. âAndy grew up, okay? Itâs relatable.â
âSure, sure,â you say, shaking your head. You grab your phone and plop down beside him, scrolling through your messages. He leans over, way too close, trying to peek at your screen.
âWhoâs texting you?â he asks, curious.
You nudge him away. âNosy much? Itâs just my mom.â
âTell her I say hi,â he says, leaning back on his elbows.
You do, and your momâs quick reply makes you giggle. âTell Minho heâs still grounded for breaking my favorite vase last year.â
âMom says youâre still grounded,â you say, showing him the message. He laughs again, this time falling back onto the bed, clutching his stomach.
âMan, your momâs got a long memory.â
âYup,â you agree. âSo, Mr. Epitome of Self-Control, whatâs the plan for today?â
He sits up, his eyes sparkling with that mischievous glint you know all too well. âLetâs go to the arcade. I bet I can beat your high score on Dance Dance Revolution.â
âYou wish!â you exclaim, jumping up. âYou couldnât beat me if your life depended on it.â
As you both head out, the playful banter continues. At the arcade, itâs as if the rest of the world doesnât exist. Itâs just you, Minho, and the flashing lights of the game machines. You watch as he concentrates intensely on the dance mat, his tongue sticking out slightly. You canât help but think he looks kinda cute like that. Not that youâd ever tell him.
âHa! Beat that!â he shouts, pointing at his score. Itâs higher than yours by a mere point. You roll your eyes.
âBeginnerâs luck,â you mutter, stepping up to the mat. He watches you, that goofy grin still plastered on his face. You nail the moves, one by one, beating his score by a landslide.
âTold ya,â you say, smugly.
He pouts, crossing his arms. âOkay, okay. You win this time. But next time, youâre going down.â
As you both leave the arcade, he drapes an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. Itâs a casual gesture, something heâs done a thousand times before, but tonight, it feels different. Warmer. More... significant.
âHey, you hungry?â he asks, steering you towards the diner down the street. Itâs your usual spot, a place that holds countless memories. As you slide into your favorite booth, Minho immediately starts teasing the waitress, whoâs known you both since you were kids.
âTwo milkshakes, please. Extra whipped cream for her because sheâs extra,â he says, winking at you.
You stick your tongue out at him. âAnd fries. Donât forget the fries.â
When the food arrives, you both dig in, talking about everything and nothing. Itâs easy, comfortable. But thereâs an undercurrent of something more. Something unspoken.
âDo you ever think about the future?â he asks suddenly, looking at you with those deep, thoughtful eyes.
You pause, a fry halfway to your mouth. âSometimes. Why?â
He shrugs, looking away. âI dunno. Just wondering what itâll be like. If weâll still be... like this.â
âLike what?â you ask, genuinely curious.
He fiddles with his straw, avoiding your gaze. âYou know. Best friends. Hanging out all the time.â
âOf course,â you say, nudging his foot under the table. âWhy wouldnât we be?â
He finally looks at you, a soft smile on his lips. âYeah. Youâre right.â
You both finish your food, and as you walk home, the silence between you is comfortable. His hand brushes against yours a few times, and each time, your heart skips a beat.
Back at your house, you sit on the porch, watching the stars. Minho leans back, propping himself up on his elbows, looking up at the sky.
âThanks for tonight,â he says quietly.
You glance at him, surprised. âFor what?â
He shrugs, not meeting your eyes. âJust... for being you.â
Your heart flutters, and you find yourself smiling. âAnytime, Minho. Anytime.â
He looks at you then, really looks at you, and for a moment, itâs as if the world stands still. Then he breaks the gaze, looking embarrassed.
âOkay, seriously, Iâm not falling in love,â he insists again, more to himself than to you.
You laugh, shaking your head. âKeep telling yourself that, idiot.â
But as you both sit there, the night wrapping around you like a warm blanket, you know the truth. And maybe, just maybe, he does too.
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I have a theory that Tom Taylor copied/took a lot of inspirations from Dickkory.
I may or may not be wrong but I just can't help but notice the timing and the similarities. A lot of things in dickbabs relationship are not very original at all. Most of the time they just steal concept from other couples.
Now going back to Tom, I suspect he was in a lot of social media apps (twitter, reddit, instagram etc) and secretly lurked in nightwing fandom groups and have read their posts and conversations etc. including about dickkory.
1. The concept of visiting his parents' grave
This panel of Kory and Dick showing up in his parents graveyard was shared in the Nightwing subreddit 1 month ago. How come 1 month later Tom wrote a similar thing for Dick and Babs?
Also notice Dick told Kory "You shouldn't be here" but Tom wrote Dick telling Babs "Thanks for coming here" it seems to me Tom really saw the kory comic and wanted to make the dialougue different for dickbabs to make them look better.
2. The concept of wearing each other's superhero costumes.
This fanart of dick and kory exchanging costumes was created by Laurarts on March 4, 2024, it went viral on twitter and it was also shared on the nightwing subreddit.
How come 1 month later Tom Taylor wrote that Dick and Babs wear each other's costumes too in Nightwing #113 that was published in April 17, 2024. đ.
3. The concept of being freaky
Now my suspicions of Tom stalking and copying Dickkory content was solidified when he literally posted this gif of Dickkory from the DCAMU, notice how Dick and Babs started acting horny and freaky in his run after he tweeted this and Babs started teasing Dick and making sexual jokes to him like Kory does to Dick in the dcamu. đđđ
4. The concept of A crowd of heroes watching them.
I remember a year ago I posted this screenshot of an article discussing the original plan for dickkory in reply to a thread where Tom Taylor got tagged by the person i was talking to. The person was a dickbabs shipper who insisted NTT dickkory was bound to fail, I told OP it's not true, i showed her this screenshot of the article that discussed the original wedding plan for dick and kory and where it also says a crowd of heroes would watch Dick and Kory. How come a few months later Tom Taylor wrote this dickbabs wedding scene in his run and made a crowd of heroes watch dickbabs too??? đ
5. Wally being a shipper
This panel of Wally in Teen Titans Academy #9 being a Dickkory shipper was published in December 14, 2021, how come a few months later, Tom Taylor wrote Wally being a dickbabs shipper in Nightwing #91 (April 19, 2022). Wally felt ooc because he never once talked about dickbabs before tom wrote him in his bookđ
6. The concept of a woman teaching Dick to be more than just a hero
Seriously, Kory already taught him this đ She was literally the reason why he didn't become a Batman 2.0, He already learned the whole "you can be more than just a hero and be in a happy relationship" lesson from Kory.
But Tom Taylor just had to bring him back to square 1 so he can make Barbara say this to him too, making her act like Kory đ it's funny cuz Barbara never acted like this before, don't forget she was the one who keep rejecting him and making him feel bad for trying to be happy before đđđ
So yeah sorry if i'm being annoying about this, I might be wrong but even if i'm wrong it still doesn't make dickbabs original since dickkory writers and fanartist did these concepts first.
and tom taylor is known to be an obsessed dickbabs shipper who tried to have beef with dickkory shippers on twitter so copying dickkory content as a form of secret revenge sounds like something he would do đŹ
#dickbabs#anti dickbabs#antidickbabs#dickkory#nightwing#batgirl#barbara gordon#starfire#anti tom taylor
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Hai! I would like to req ratio x gn! Reader (omg i feel like your page is gonna be full of ratio fics lmao) anyways reader is like super clingy and always clings to him everywhere they go, holding his arms or his fingers (i feel like hes gonna be flustered anytime reader does that) even when they go to bed together, ratio couldnt even get out of bed in the morning cuz how tight reader holds his arm. Honestly you can pick the scenario cuz i couldnt think of anything lmao i hope this isn't to much
âYour touch!â
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chara : Dr. Ratio
cw : fluff, gn reader, veritas ratio, reader is STRONGđ„đ„đ„
a/n : HELP UR RIGHT ANON IM GETTING SO MANY RATIO REQUESTSđ But like, whenever I check the dr ratio x reader tag thereâs only one fic per day...ratio fans are STARVING!! More food incoming from Rei!!!!!!!!
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Ratio couldnât bear this anymore. Nighttime, he sat in his office chair, door locked to prevent you from entering. You were the reason he was like this after all. With his furrowed eyebrows, be buried his face into his hands, annoyed but flushed. He was extremely flustered and he just couldnât contain it anymore!!
After taking a deep breath, the flush on his face slowly started to decrease. Now it was time for him to think back, as to why heâs so flushed! He leans back into his office chair, looking up at the ceiling â his brows still frowned. He recalled all those memories of you and him...
...
You slammed open Ratioâs office door as he was working â startling him a little. Without another word coming out of his mouth, you instantly crawled onto his lap and hugged him, resting your cheek on his shoulder. You could feel how Ratioâs heart started beating faster, and how he immediately stopped his breath. You only smiled as he tried finding words. âWhat are you...â Was all he could let out, before you dug your face deeper into his neck. âNothing. Just missed youâ you murmured. You could feel the heat of his cheeks rising every second.
Another moment, where you and Ratio were just walking along the sidewalk of Penacony, talking about trivial matters. Slipping your hand into his, he notices and flinches. You show him a smile and he sighs, the blush on his face undeniable as he lets you hold his hand.
Or even that moment in bed, where you had come home late, seeing Ratio already asleep in your guysâ shared bed. You instantly changed and snuggled up close to him, either burying your face in his chest or hugging him from the back. He opens his eyes after you finally fall asleep, trying to keep his heart beat steady.
...
All those times, gosh, you kept clinging to him! He didnât hate it, no, never... But you were distracting him! It was like everytime he was in your vicinity youâd immediately interwine your hands or fingers, or youâd straight up hug-attack or pounce on him!
Lost in thought of you, he almost fell out of his chair â being startled by you breaking open his locked door. âAre you gonna sleep?â You ask him, walking over to his chair from behind and wrapping your arms around his neck loosely. Your damp hair from the shower you just took wetting Ratioâs shoulder and face slightly.
âYes, after I finish the current project. Thereâs something missing in it.â He says, surprised you broke down the locked door, but feeling cooled and immediately forgetting about it by the water on his face and your hug. âHave you been sleeping enough? It seems like you havenât.â Thatâs true, he hasnât. Heâs constantly kept awake, all because he isnât used to the affection you pour onto him. Every small touch feels like heâs falling in love with you all over again, sparks that he thought could either never be lit again or lit at all â burning with every touch. âIâve... Been distracted.â He admits, ashamedly. You pull back in surprise. âYou? Distracted? Do tell why Doc!â You sit yourself ontop of his desk, taking his hand and playing around with it. His gloves, or just inspecting his hands.
He looks at you, praying you donât notice his flush. His expression is unusually softer, he looks at you as if youâre something he just cannot figure out. He would never say this directly to your face, but, heâd like to hold you forever. âSomeone has been distracting me.â He turns his head away, his eyes flickering from you time to time. âIs a co-worker bothering you?â You ask, still holding his hand but looking at him. âNot... Quite. They distract me in a way everytime they do little acts of touching me, I seem to be unable to stop thinking of it.â Your eyes widen, and he notices. âSuch measly touches... Unable to escape my mind...â He repeats. You feel his hand slightly flince, going stiff for a second. âItâs... An addictive feeling...â You feel your own cheeks burn slightly. He looks at you from the side of his eye.
Your laugh fills the room, his face now turned to face you. He scoots his chair closer to you, his eyebrow slightly twitching. âWhy are you laughing?â He articulated. âNothing, youâre just adorable! Is this your way of saying you enjoy how clingy I am?â You wipe the tear from your eye that evolved from laughter, smiling at him and refusing to let go of his hand â not that he minds. His jaw slightly falls open, as if heâs unsure of what to say. Searching for the words. Only you could make him feel like this... Like an idiot... âPerhaps.â He almost denies.
You sigh fondly. Ratio immediately noticing the warmth in your smile. You jump off the table and stand besides Ratioâs chair. He looks at you, rather puzzled as to what youâre trying to do. But before he knows it, you scoop him up from his chair, your arms and hands underneath his legs and back. Heâs caught off guard, he yelps.
You immediately take him to your shared room, closing the lights and leaving only one lamp with a warm dim lighting open. Then taking off any bothersome piece of accessory Ratio wears on his person and immediately cuddle him. He looks at you, surprised. But how he loved it when you held him like this, or when he held you. He didnât say a thing, only embracing your touch in that moment â making the two of you drift into slumber.
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Anon this idea of urs was so big brain I think I crapped myseld
#ËËË ê° Rei writes ê± ËËË#honkai star rail#honkai star rail x reader#honkai star rail x you#honkai star rail fluff#hsr#hsr x reader#hsr x you#hsr fluff#gn reader#gender neutral reader#veritas ratio#dr. ratio#dr ratio#veritas#ratio#dr ratio x reader#dr. ratio x reader#ratio x reader#dr ratio x you#dr. ratio x you#ratio x you#dr ratio fluff#dr. ratio fluff#ratio fluff#I THINK THIS WAS RUSHED SSISOSPSPS#this is so late im the professional at procrastination#giggled making this fic actually
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I Think He Knows - Jamie Tartt x fem!Reader
masterlist | ao3 | ko-fi | fic recs
"his hands around a cold glass makes me wanna know that body like it's mine"
Word count: 4.6k Warnings: nsfw, smut, minors DNI! kind of angry sex, unprotected sex (wouldn't recommend irl), oral(male receiving), fingering, p in v sex, praise kink, dirty talk, slightly dom!Jamie(?), hickeys, possessiveness Tags: smut Prompt/Summary: You go out to get your mind off work and Jamie - but to your surprise he shows up at the same bar as you. Things happen. Put me in horny jail. A/N: This is the first smut I've written in a hot minute, and my first ever Jamie fic, so I just hope it doesn't suck! đ†I still have to get the hang of how to write him. Maybe the intro/non-smut part is a bit too long, but idk I kept rewriting this so much. :') I hope you enjoy nevertheless! â€â€â€
It felt like thousands of hammers were beating down onto your head. You were staring at your computer screen, trying to grasp what you were looking at, but the stress, the flickering office lights, and the constant noises of talking made it impossible.
âI need a breakâ you exclaimed as you promptly stood up from your desk. The conversation next to you came to a halt as Keeley gave you a worried look.
âAre you alright, babe?â
âSure, I just need a little fresh airâ you answered with a sweet smile. Even though Keeley was your boss, she was also one of your best friends, and you were thankful to the universe that you met her.
You were the social media manager at KJPR responsible for the AFC Richmond brand. And as fun and exciting as it was, there were moments when you just wanted to run away and never look back. Such as today.
The team had a new brand partnership deal, and few of the players had to post to their socials about certain products. It was really nothing extraordinary, but it was a big brand so it was crucial that everything was on schedule. Now you were in the reporting phase, and you havenât received the necessary info from one of the players yet. As you stood outside the office building, leaning against the wall, you picked your phone out of your pocket and dialed him. It rang once, twice⊠and he hang up on you. You rolled your eyes and cursed under your breath as you headed back to your desk.
âNeed any help?â Keeley asked with the sweetest, most concerned voice youâve ever heard, but you just shook your head.
âNothing I canât handle! Iâm headed to the dog track if thatâs alright. I need to take care of something.â
âGive âem hell!â she replied and left you alone.
You jumped into your car and drove over to Nelson Road, where you knew the boys had their training at the moment. The man at the front desk recognized you and let you in, and you headed to Rebeccaâs office first to say hello, then went to the stands and took a seat to wait until the team was finished with practice. When Ted noticed you, he gave you that huge moustachy smile of his and waved at you. You mirrored the gesture before your gaze wandered back to the players.
You sat close enough to the pitch to make out his facial expression when he saw you. First, he seemed annoyed, then he gave you the most dramatic eyeroll youâve ever seen before he ran away laughing.
You werenât sure what he expected your reaction to be, but you knew you just looked annoyed.
âWhistle! WHISTLE!â You heard coach Kent scream at the players, and you chuckled. The team gathered around the coaches then made a beeline towards the changing room. You knew this was your cue to follow them as well.
You leaned against the wall as you waited for Jamie, hugging your bag. Of course because he was aware that you were waiting for him, heâd be dead last to leave. You werenât sure if it was against your person or just the fact that he hated to cooperate. Maybe both. A few of the players started to leave and they waved and smiled at you as hey passed.
After what seemed like an eternity, he finally stepped out of the locker room â as you predicted â dead last. He stopped in the doorway with his hands in his pocket.
âI tried to call you.â
âI knowâ was all he said, and you raised your eyebrows at him. He was so cocky, you kind of wanted to punch him in the face, but that wouldnât look too good on your resume.
âAlright, I guess you were busy then.â
âNah, not reallyâ he answered, and you saw a shit-eating grin spread on his face. God, Jamie.
âLook, I hope you donât think I enjoy this, but I need the results of the campaign, okay? And you can only blame yourself, because you are the one who insisted that nobody can manage your account other than you. It would make all our lives much easier if I could just check the data myself.â You knew you were rambling and maybe talking a little too fast, showing how annoyed you were. You didnât like giving people the satisfaction of knowing they got under your skin, but Jamie was world class at that.
âAâightâ he mumbled and started searching for his phone, then handed it to you. âIf you want to check it so bad, go on, be my guest.â
You swore your eyes shot daggers at him. You grabbed his phone and took a seat on the bench next to you. He followed suit without a word, hands in his pockets.
You unlocked his phone and opened Instagram, but as you were navigating through it you saw a notification pop up from a girl with a text saying: âtry me đâ. Just a tiny glance at her profile picture was enough for you to conclude that she was gorgeous, and you felt your stomach do a flip. Were you⊠jealous? Of one of Jamieâs flings? Câmon.
You shook your head as if you could shake the thought out of it as you proceeded to check the necessary info. You didnât realize, but while you were doing this, Jamieâs eyes searched your face like it held the answer to the universeâs biggest question.
You sent yourself a mail from his phone and shoved it back at him. He looked at you with a look youâve never saw on his face before, and you could swear for a second that it was guilt sitting in his eyes.
âThanks for nothingâ you said as you grabbed your bag and left.
âNice seeing you too!â he shouted as you slammed the door behind you. Your blood was boiling in your veins as you were walking back to your office. You dropped yourself onto your chair and buried your face in your palms. What a fucking day. He always finds a way to mess with your head. The sounds of Keeley knocking on your door snapped you out of it.
âCome inâ you sighed as you looked at her with a defeated expression.
âJamie again?â she asked sympathetically as she sat down in front of you.
âAlwaysâ you scoffed and started fiddling with a pen on your desk. Heâs taking the piss out of me, always trying to get under my skin!â Keeley didnât say anything, she just gave you a knowing look. âStop looking at me like that, I know what you want to say!â
âIâm not saying anythingâ she replied and locked her mouth with an imaginary key and threw it away.
âThatâs what I thoughtâ you chuckled and took a deep breath. âIâll be done with this by the end of the day, and then we can open your not-so-secret stash of champagne in your office, what do you say?â
âSounds perfect, love!â As she left your office you delved into your work and tried not to think of Jamie. It was so silly â you thought. You felt like you were in school, arguing with yourself about your feelings, and having a crush on the guy who pulled on your ponytail. There was no way you were jealous right? Jamie was insufferable in general â cocky, arrogant, full of himself. Hard to work with. Attention seeking. But he had his moments where he was also funny. Caring. Honest. Compassionate. He was an amazing footballer.
You groaned out loud. You were wrapping up your day as you decided youâre going to put an end to this madness. You went home, picked out a nice dress â nothing too fancy, but it still made you feel like a million bucks. You called yourself an uber and asked them to bring you to one of your favourite bars. You were excited to finally grab a few drinks and let your hair down for a night, and maybe even go home with someone handsome to take your mind off your annoying feelings that started to bubble to the surface.
You took a seat at the bar and ordered your favourite drink. The bartender winked at you, and you chuckled. You propped yourself up on your elbow and started to look around. People were mingling, talking, laughing. Some couples were hiding in the more secluded corners of the room, whispering sweet nothings to each other.
You got your order but before you could thank the bartender for it, you heard a voice all too familiar.
âThatâs on me. And another one, will yaâ?â You turned around to face him as he was smiling down at you. Your heart skipped a beat as your eyes locked with his â you could never exactly pinpoint what colour they were, sometimes they seemed blue, sometimes grey, even green. You felt like you could stare at them forever. This wasnât happening. You werenât even sure if you ever saw him out and about like this. Instead of his usual tracksuit or puffy west he was wearing a white button-down shirt, with a few of its buttons unbuttoned, its sleeves rolled up, showing his tattoos. His hair was let loose, and a few strands fell into his eyes. You felt your heart drop into your stomach, and you were so shocked you couldnât think of a single word to say, like your brain just short-circuited.
âWow, Jamie, so nice to see you here, what a lovely coincidence! Come, join me for a drink!â he said, grounding you back to earth.
âVery funny. What are you doing here?â The words came out a little more accusatory than you meant, but you couldnât help yourself. You came here to take your mind off him, and here he was, hotter than ever, standing so close to you that the scent of his cologne made you feel lightheaded. You wished the earth would just open up and swallow you whole.
âJust blowing off some steam. Celebrating my free weekend, I guess.â He shrugged.
âAlone?â Your question seemed to catch him off guard, as he raised his eyebrows. Your answer was just another shrug. âI see, I see, you donât have to explain yourself to me, I know how this goes.â You waved with your hands in front of you, like you could shoo the image of him with other women out of your brain. You felt like you were going insane. In the meantime, he got his own drink, and he nursed it on the bar top with his left hand, the other in his pocket as he faced you. He looked even more gorgeous than usual, the way the shirt hugged his muscles ignited a flame in your body you never wanted to acknowledge.
âYou know youâre being very judgmental now despite the fact, that you are alone as well.â
âI mean, itâs not my DMs that are full of gorgeous woman inviting me to tangoâ you scoffed, but immediately after you said the words out loud you scolded yourself internally for sounding so pathetic. Fucking hell.
âAre you jealous, love?â He grinned as he took a sip out of his drink. You rolled your eyes and stood up from your seat, but not before you managed to take a peek of how his lips touched the glass as he drank, and how perfect his jawline looked as he tilted his head slightly. FUCK.
âMaybe in your dreams, Tartt.â
âThe lady doth protest too muchâ he laughed. You were quite shocked that Jamie Tartt out of all people would quote Shakespeare to you, but you were too angry to acknowledge that. You shook your head and turned your back on him, trying to get away, anywhere. You walked to the back of the big room and found yourself in a smaller conversation room â it was empty.
You took a deep breath, and you turned on your heels to head for another, more populated spot, but as you opened the door he stood there, one hand leaning against the doorframe, his drink in the other. He seemed like he was thinking.
âJamie, I swear to God-â You couldnât finish your sentence because he pushed himself into the room with you. You felt your heartbeat in your throat and heard it drumming loudly in your ears. He was so close. You closed the door behind him, and you only realized what that suggested after you saw his cocky smile. You didnât immediately leave the room. You stayed there with him. It was painful to admit â even just to yourself -, but you wanted to be there with him.
He stepped closer, practically caging you between the door and his body. You felt your heart racing and your head spin as you looked up at his gorgeous face. Neither of you said anything, you were just searching his face, eyes darting between his gaze and his lips as you werenât sure what to do. You didnât realize he was looking at your lips as well, his breath fanning your face. He slowly leaned in; his lips were barely hovering above yours. Your heartbeat went into full overdrive, and you let his lips linger there for a second before you closed the gap and kissed him.
It all seemed to happen so fast you werenât even sure it was real. You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried one of your hands in his hair as he was locking the door behind you. In any other circumstances he would be fuming about you ruining his hair, but not now. His hands were tracing your body as he pulled you into him â from your back to your sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake before they finally settled on your bottom as he pulled you even closer. Your nerves were on fire, and you felt waves of arousal wash over you.
When you broke away to get some air, he wasted no time and started to plant small kisses on your cheek, slowly moving to your throat before settling at the soft spot between your neck and clavicle. You moaned his name which made him smile against your skin. You couldn't help but smile too. Somewhere a tiny voice in the back of your mind scolded you for being so euphoric about this whole situation, but you didnât care. All you cared about is Jamieâs lips on you and the way his hand sneaked under your dress and drew hot circles on your skin.
âMy name never sounded so pretty beforeâ he mused before he pushed the strap of your dress aside to kiss a mark onto your skin just above your breast. Your breath hitched as you tried to make him stop.
âStop it, people will seeâ you whined, which just encouraged him even more. You felt the prickling sensation on your skin, you were sure heâs going to leave a mark. When he finished, he adored his masterpiece before planting a soft kiss on the red spot he left behind.
âMaybe I want that, loveâ he whispered against your ear as he caressed your thighs. âI want everyone to see that youâre my girl.â
The sudden possessiveness caught you off guard and you let out a small whimper. Your common sense was thrown out of the window a while ago and at that moment that was all you wanted as well â everyone to see that you were his girl. He stopped for a second to look into your eyes. He placed his hands on your cheeks and pulled you in for another kiss. You saw stars as he kissed you with the passion of a starved man, his tongue gently caressing your lips before he went all in.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, and in a second, he lifted you by your thighs. You wrapped your legs around his hips which caused one of your shoes to fall off as he started to back towards the sofa. While doing so, he bumped into the small table, knocking his drink over. You both chuckled before he finally sat down, with you straddling him.
Your dress was ridden all the way up your thighs, making your black lace panties visible, and it didnât go unnoticed by Jamie. His gaze seemed hungry, like he was ready to devour you any second, and you felt the heat creeping up to your ears.
âI see someone was planning on getting laid tonightâ he said teasingly.
âOh, fuck off, Jamie!â
âCâmon love Iâm just messing with yaâ he smiled at you before he put his hand on the back of your head and pulled you in for another kiss. He was smiling into it, the bastard. In this position you couldnât help but feel his bulge press against you, which made your blood boil in your veins. You wanted him so bad. You let out a shaky breath as you unconsciously started to grind yourself against his clothed length. Jamie moaned under you, and he furrowed his brows like he was trying to focus on the sensation, nothing else.
You slowly unbuttoned his shirt, leaving kisses on his chest as you progressed, and when you finished you slightly pushed it off his shoulders. You were mad for him, and even though you didnât want to admit, you wanted nothing more than him fucking you right then and there. Little did you know that Jamie was feeling the same.
He looked at you with those gorgeous puppy eyes and you couldnât help yourself anymore. You planted open mouthed kisses on his sharp jawline, neck, down his chest. You felt bold all of a sudden, and started to suck a mark onto his neck, which he rewarded with a groan. You took a second to examine the red mark you left on his skin before you licked it softly to ease the pain left in its wake. Jamie was a moaning mess under you, bucking his hips into you involuntarily, his hands gripping your thighs for dear life. You felt bold, wanted, sexy. Like a million bucks.
âJamie, I want you to fuck meâ you whispered into his ear, and you thought his soul left his body in that second.
âFucking hell, angelâ he answered and instantly one of his hands was in your hair, pulling you into another kiss, his other hand pushing your dress higher on your body, until your whole ass was exposed. âSuch a greedy lilâ thing, arenât ya?â
He looked at your dampened underwear as he hovered his finger over it, then swiped one big stroke from your entrance to your clit through the damp fabric. You shut your eyes and threw your head back from the sensation. Finally feeling his touch on you was like heaven. The flames of need were eating away at your body, and you werenât sure how long you can stand the teasing.
âPlease, Jamieâ
âYouâre fucking cute when you begâ he said, a cocky grin on his face, but before you could say anything, he hooked one of his fingers into your panties, and pulled them aside, exposing you completely. You felt flustered, your confidence wavered. He didnât leave you time to overthink, because he pushed one of his fingers into you without any difficulty. You let out a moan which he mirrored before he spoke. âShit, all this for me? I donât deserve you.â
âYouâre damn right you donâtâ you chuckled as he started to pump his finger into you, before quickly adding another one. He smiled at you as you rested your forehead against his, slowly riding on his fingers. With his free hand he managed to pull down the strap of your dress enough to free your breast and he started to kiss and nib on your sensitive skin, leaving another hickey just above your nipple.
You hissed at the sensation and bucked your hip a bit harder, making him press into you deeper. Jamieâs fingers felt like they were made for you, and he damn well knew how to use them. As you started to ride him a bit harder, he started to curl his fingers inside you to press against your sweet spot and started circling his thumb against your clit with just the right amount of pressure, it made you see stars. You were a moaning, whimpering mess as his fingers fucked you senseless, pushing deeper and deeper with every movement.
âI know, loveâ he whispered between kisses. You bit down on his lower lip before you tongues started to dance around each other, and he moved his free hand to cradle your breast and caress your hardened nipple. It was all too much â his lips on yours, his hand on your tit and his fingers fucking you like there was no tomorrow.
You felt tension build in your body, your nerves wind up, ready to be released any second. You started riding his fingers harder and faster, chasing that high you felt was so close.
âCâmon angel, come for me, thatâs it. Thatâs my good girlâ he whispered against your lips, and just after a few more pumps of his fingers you came crashing hard with Jamieâs name falling from your lips like a prayer, your veins filled with fire as your vision turned white.
He wrapped you in his arms and started to draw circles on your bare back as you came down from your high while he placed small kisses into the crook of your neck and on your temple. After a minute of collecting yourself, you sat up and kissed him again as you started to undo his belt. You definitely werenât unaware of the huge bulge in his pants, and you wanted to ease his suffering.
He just watched you do it, with one of his arms spread across the back of the sofa. He looked mesmerized by how beautiful you were. After you finished with his belt you undid the buttons of his slacks and pulled them down with his underwear. He just watched you and you could swear he was holding his breath.
You bit your lip as you took the view in, before you started slowly stroking his hard member. He threw his head back and he moved his hand to caress your cheek. You continued to slowly jerk him off, but you couldnât help yourself. You licked the tip of his dick, and you made it a show. It was slow, sensual, and you looked at him for the whole time. When he caught your eyes he let out a shaky breath and involuntarily bucked his hips towards your face.
You swiped your tongue against his shaft before you took him fully into your mouth and started bobbing your head. His hand moved to tangle in your hair as he guided your rhythm slowly. He moaned under your touch, loving the way your lips felt around him. You started to pick up your pace a little and he rolled his hips against your face. His hand started to push you deeper onto his cock, and the feeling of his length in your throat made your eyes swell up, and you moaned around him.
âCâmon loveâ he said and guided you away from him, back onto his lap. You straddled him again, his now bare dick pressed against your wet pussy, and you saw stars from the sensation. âMaybe next time weâll finish that, yeah? But now I want all of youâ he said as he aligned himself to your entrance.
Next time was all you heard in your head. You leaned down to kiss him before you slowly lowered yourself onto him. You relished in the sensation of his cock filling and stretching you inch by inch, it was delicious. Jamieâs lips parted slightly as he threw his head back, enjoying the moment just as much as you did. As he bottomed out, you kept still for a second, barely moving before starting to roll your hips, slowly lifting yourself before coming down again.
âJamieâ you whined, and you held onto his shoulders for dear life as you rode him. His fingers dug into your skin at your hips where he held you. You moved so perfectly in sync it was like you were made for each other, the way he rolled his hips into you made you see stars.
âSo good for me, love. Taking me so well, my good girlâ he whispered against your lips after he sat up, wrapped you into a tight hug and kissed you. He swiped his tongue against your swollen lips, and you bit down on his. You dug your fingers into his hair as you started moving faster and faster, getting overwhelmed by the sensation.
Jamie moved his hand from your hair to your cheek, swiping your lips with his thumb before pushing it into your mouth. You licked it slowly before he pulled it away and moved it to your swollen clit. You gasped at the perfect feeling of his finger being on you again, before he started to circle his thumb around the sensitive bud. You felt your walls tighten around him, which ripped a moan from his lungs. He never stopped his movements, he fucked into you like he never wanted anything else.
âTaking me so well, babe. So tight for meâ he whispered against your burning skin. His words poisoned your mind, and they ran through your veins, igniting everything inside you. You buried your head into his shoulder as you felt your climax approaching. He was filling you up so perfectly, his dick hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. He was gripping your thigh so hard you wondered if itâs going to leave a mark. You kind of hoped it would. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten, and his name fell from your lips like a prayer.
âJamie, I-â you gasped and you dug your nails into his shoulders.
âThatâs it, angel. Come for meâ he moaned against your ear and you knew he held himself back. You rolled your hips against him once, twice, all your nerves wind up before they inevitably snapped, and another orgasm washed over you. You moaned into Jamieâs mouth â your vision went white, your muscles clenched around him as you came, which gave him what he needed to reach his own high as well, hugging you tightly onto him. The silence in the room felt deafening all of a sudden. You nuzzled your face into the crook of Jamieâs neck, and he started to slowly caress your hair as he hugged you close.
After your nerves calmed down a bit you started to collect yourself and he helped you to clean up the mess. He took your hand and kissed you, before looking into your eyes.
âSo⊠do you want to get out of here?â His grin was the widest youâve ever seen and you laughed.
âYeah, sureâ you chuckled as he wrapped his arm around you.
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The next morning you woke up to your phone ringing. It was Keeley.
âYeah?â you asked in a sleepy voice, looking over at Jamie who was laying next to you, his arm wrapped around your waist. You were in his bed. He was already awake, looking at you with a sheepish smile.
âSo, I know you donât want to talk about thisâ Keeley started, her energy through the roof, she spoke so fast you barely had time to acknowledge her words, âbut I think you should talk to Jamie. You should tell him youâre into him!â A very telling laugh found its way past your lips before you spoke and you heard an audible gasp on the other side of the line.
âI think he knowsâ you said to Keeley while looking at Jamie, who was now chuckling next to you as he kissed your free hand.
#jamie tartt#jamie tartt smut#jamie tartt ff#jamie tartt fanfiction#jamie tartt imagine#smut#oneshot#ted lasso#ted lasso x reader#jamie tartt x reader
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AUUH okay I know itâs tuff and all for the writing so I wouldnât expect this to be done automatically itâs just whenever you get the chanceđđ bratty omega Abby? i could just see her being a brat badly and reader puts her in her place
I've also got a req for the heat/rut sync and Abby's moodiness fits in perfectly. She is such a brat once she knows she can rile you up I love her.
female alpha!reader x omega!abby
Palestine: what can you do
Tags: dead dove: do not eat. a/b/o universe (female alphas have dicks), modern AU, heat/rut sync, rough sex, pregnancy scare, brat!Abby.
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It's not common for heats and ruts to sync - so you two for some stupid reason don't check your tracking apps to see when you're due.Â
You know Abby's heat is coming up because she is moody: she is grumpy and frustrated and gets irritated if you don't understand her puzzling demands. It doesn't upset you - you let her have her space and be as moody as she wants.Â
For some reason, it only makes her more moody. Abby is frowning as she watches you fold your laundry.
âYou're doing it wrong.â She complains and you chuckle.Â
âDo you want to do it?â
âNo, I want you to do it right. Slacks belong on a rack. You folded them and you'll look like an embarrassing fool when you put them on.â
You chuckle, but it's not a good chuckle: you can't help but to feel challenged by your own omega. Abby starts to notice how your presence pressures her into submission, but she just gets more irritated with you.Â
âAnything else?â You ask and the dangerous undertone of your voice gets Abby excited.Â
âYou don't iron your clothes. It's annoying.âÂ
âHuh.â You press your lips together and Abby smells your anger.Â
But you smell her arousal.
âEnjoying pushing my buttons?â Abby frowns like you said something stupid, but her scent spikes. âI can smell you.â
Abby huffs and gets up to walk out of the room, still trying to keep her irritated facade, but you catch her by her waist: you will not let it slide.Â
âYou don't get to walk away from me after being a brat.â Abby frowns but her cheeks flush red. She is caught.
âI'm not a fucking brat.â Abby tries to save her dignity. âYou need to learn how to fold your clothes.âÂ
âDo I now? Or did you come up with an excuse to get me angry?â You graze her throat with your fangs and Abby folds.Â
Her scent becomes thick and it hits you hard enough so you dig your nails into her waist, her pheromones pushing all of your instincts that are revved up on Abby's mood. You want to own her, to show Abby her fucking place and your brain just doesn't function anymore. You're not her nice gentle alpha now - you feel possessive and aggressive.Â
âBedroom, now.â You growl and Abby obediently guides you to your bedroom.Â
You close the door and push Abby to the bed while she looks at you with her golden eyes and she is still fucking stubborn.
âKnees and elbows.â You order her and Abby listens.Â
She presents herself to you: her spread glistening thighs with her swollen pussy on display. Abby turns her head to look at you and you growl: from this angle she looks so innocent, as if she wasn't being a bitch two minutes ago, and so inviting, begging to be filled and fucked properly.
You get on the bed and knead her ass, making Abby mewl, getting her desperate and frustrated - you feel it in her scent, her impatience.Â
âYou want something, babygirl?â
âFuck me.â Abby growls and it rips your self-control to shreds. Your eyes turn red and your scent gets worse, overpowering Abby.Â
You grab her hair and press her head into the mattress, while you hold her waist with your other hand, making Abby arch and submit. Abby feels your jeans on her bare thighs and she rubs against you, not caring about anything anymore.Â
âDon't fucking growl at me.â You say and Abby whines, falling into heat euphoria.Â
âPlease.â Abby begs, now definitely too turned on: she is ready to fucking cry.Â
You hum and let go of Abby's hair, trying to get yourself under control. You sit back and watch Abby's hips wiggle, looking for any kind of relief, and you can't take it anymore, can't see Abby so stressed because she's not getting fucked.Â
Two fingers slide in Abby easily and she moans, relieved. Abby can't keep her thighs up, her knees sliding in opposite directions, so you hoist her up by her hips and finally starts fucking her. You're still careful, but Abby is so wet and her cunt stretches so well around your fingers that you get more aggressive, almost taking your fingers out only to push them back to the hilt. Abby whines and grips her pillow, not knowing where to put herself: it feels so good, but she needs more.Â
âI need you, please.â Abby chokes on her moan when you thrust particularly hard. Your pace gets quicker and then Abby feels another finger prodding her hole. âOh my god, yes.â
âLook at this pussy, taking my fingers so well.â You marvel, watching your three digits fucking in and out of her. âYou must be already close, tightening on me like this.â
Abby whines and snakes her hand to her clit, but you don't let her, pushing her hand away. Instead you lean down and suck on her clit, making Abby cum immediately. Abby shrieks and tries to close her thighs, but you keep fucking her anyway, until she taps her hand on your hip.
You slowly take your fingers out of Abby and kiss her ass cheek affectionately while you watch her cum drip on the covers. Your dick twitches and Abby whines when she sniffs how turned on you're, eager to satisfy you. Abby arches deeper, a clear invitation, and you growl, unbuckling your jeans and sliding them down enough for your cock to be free.Â
You rub your dick on her wet, sensitive pussy and Abby growls again, too impatient for her own good. The slap on her ass cheek makes Abby twitch from sudden pain, but her scent spikes in arousal.Â
âCut it out.â You growl back and slap her other cheek, leaving a red handprint on her skin.Â
Abby mewls and only gets wetter, pressing back into you.Â
âPlease.âÂ
âYou can do better.â You huff and gently slap her cunt, making Abby jump.Â
âPlease-please-please, I need you, fuck.â Abby begs and you tap her pussy while she speaks just to rile her up. âAlpha, please!â
Abby hides her shriek in the pillow while you bottom out inside her, dragging your cock over her tight, sensitive walls. She is so wet and smells so fucking good, you just have to lean down and sink your teeth into her shoulder. Abby whimpers and bucks her hips, taking you even deeper, making you moan into her ear, and you both fall into full pheromone bliss.Â
You slam your hips into Abby, pressing her head into the pillow so she wouldn't move, so she would submit, and she only sticks her ass out for you, submitting happily. You are mounting her now, covering Abby with your body, suffocating her with your scent, and Abby melts into the bed, whining and whimpering as you fuck her. Abby doesn't even try to think, fully lost in you, her only need is to be filled up and knotted now.Â
âAlpha-â Abby sobs and pushes her arms by her sides to grab her underbutt and pull it apart, opening her drooling hole for you. You growl and slam into her harder: you don't control yourself anymore.Â
You move your hand between Abby's shoulder blades to keep her pinned, but then you move enough so you could play with Abby's clit while you thrust into her relentlessly.Â
âF-fuck-â You grunt when Abby tightens around you, making your pace stutter. âYou're gonna be good? Gonna cum on my cock?â
Abby nods her head feverishly and mewls, her cunt flutters around you.Â
âGood.â You growl and pick up your speed. You're so high on the pheromones, on the way Abby's pussy is so tight and hot around you, so you keep fucking her, pushing back inside her just to hear her little whimpers and feel her hot walls trap you.Â
Abby coils and cums, filling your nose with her spiked scent, and you don't think anymore: you don't hear anything except Abby's pleas to knot her. You dig your nails into her hips and pull her back on your cock, and Abby jumps and twitches, but takes it.Â
âCum inside me, please.â Abby moans and you slam so hard into her Abby moves up on the bed, her poor pillow is under her tits now.Â
âYou'll look so good pregnant with my kids, Abby.â You pant. âGonna be a good little omega and take my knot?âÂ
âYes, please, yes!â Abby sobs and arches again, showing her submission, and it tips you over: you thrust into her, pushing your knot inside and Abby cums again, triggering your own orgasm when she pulsates around your knot. You growl and cum, filling Abby up.Â
You both collapse on the bed and you bury your nose in Abby's neck, growling still. Your scent stops suffocating her and you both start to calm down. Your brain gets clearer in time with Abby's and suddenly you both smell of anxiety.Â
âFuck.â You sigh, not sure if you can touch Abby: you were so fucking rough with her. âBaby, how are you? I'm so sorry.â
âI'm fine, I'm good.â Abby says quickly, but she stinks of anxiety. âIt's not that. You're in rut.â
You stop breathing. If you're in rut, and Abby is in heat, it-
âWe fucked up.â Abby whispers, horrified. âI'm not on birth control.âÂ
You swallow, your heart heavy: you know what it means - it means Abby can get pregnant, since the syncs are the only times when an omega can get pregnant. You take a breath to keep calm for Abby's sake: you need to fix whatever upset her. You need to make her feel happy and safe, not scared and anxious. Thank god you can think for now, before your hormones fuck you over again.Â
âOkay, baby, breathe. I'll go to the pharmacy and buy emergency pills.â You tell her gently and Abby nods.Â
âWhat if they don't work? Fuck, what if I get pregnant?â The smell of anxiety intensifies and you really want to sneeze.Â
âThen we will deal with it.â
âWill you leave me?â Abby sniffles.
You chuckle fondly: Abby is so cute during her heats.Â
âOf course not. Summer wedding, remember?â You nuzzle into Abby's neck and carefully move to your side to make you two comfortable. âI'll be with you no matter what.âÂ
Abby sniffles again and smells of love, and you hug her tightly, your affection spilling out of you.Â
âI didn't want to be so rough.â You say apologetically and Abby snorts.Â
âI loved it. I knew someday I'd break you.â Abby smirks and you look dramatically shocked.
âSo you planned it!â
âNo, I was annoyed. But now I know I just need to growl at you and you'll do exactly what I want.âÂ
âDon't start now, I'm still kinda power crazy.â
âI'm going to have so much fun.â Abby giggles and you flick her nipple, making her yelp.Â
âYeah?â You purr dangerously and Abby shudders, clenches around your knot. âI will use my voice if you do it again.â
Abby bites her lips as her plan forms in her head. She is definitely growling at you again.Â
It takes fifteen minutes for the knot to ease up and you run to the pharmacy, knowing you have fifteen minutes before youâre hit with the next wave. You stink, and people let you go first so you wonât bother them, and you run back home just in time.Â
You donât expect to be met with a very grumpy Abby: she sits on the bed in your t-shirt, frowning and pouting, her arms crossed on her chest. You blink at her, trying to guess her mood, but you have no idea what it is.Â
Then she scrunches her face when she sees the pills in your hand, and her frown deepens.Â
âNo.â
You blink again.
âWhat do you mean ânoâ?â
âItâs our baby. I want to have our baby.â Abby crosses her arms tighter, defiant.Â
Each word triggers your rut and you have to breathe through your mouth to calm down: you canât just listen to your omega begging to have your baby, but you need to think with your bigger head right now.
âHow about we go through this sync, and then if you still want a baby after, we will take it seriously, hm?â
Abby frowns, irritated.Â
âWhy canât we have this baby? Itâs already there!â
You hardly keep yourself from laughing: Abby is so fucking cute.
âBecause this babyâs got irresponsible parents who will have them as an accident.â
âOkay. But only this time. I donât want an accident baby. I want a planned baby.âÂ
Abby takes the pill and drinks water, while you sigh in relief - Abby mightâve been more stubborn.Â
âItâs all your fault.â Abby says and you chuckle.Â
âInstead of being a brat you can just beg like a good girl.â You offer her and Abby huffs.Â
âYou wish, alpha.â She mocks you. You smile.
Five minutes after Abby is begging and crying when you use your voice to tell her she is not allowed to cum.Â
She is not the only one who is allowed to have fun.
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Write My Report author notes
Today is one year since I first posted my Dazatsu fic 'Write My Report' (PM Dazai x PM Atsushi, Atsushi works as Dazai's secretary), so as I edit through all 100k+ words of it, I bring you author notes - include my favourite things about the chapters, thoughts behind some moments and fun (?) facts.
!SPOILERS FOR THE WHOLE FANFIC!
(fanfic quotes will be in italics, bold italics are just the words that were italics in the quote- it makes sense- i promise-)
Starting with, of course,
Chapter 1:
I think the whole premise of the fanfic was born by that one time Dazai asks Atsushi to write his report for him after Dazai returns from his mafia kidnapping. Second half of the plot with him helping Atsushi conceal his tiger ability was an excuse for them to hold hands every full moon. I thought it would be a shortcut to my beloved 'one bed' trope. And then it didn't shortcut shit because I slow burned the hell out of it
'Great - now he was alive and uncomfortably wet.'
"I⊠I- I can't believe I'm going to get fired because of a guy who wanted to drown himself over paperwork." - Sweet sweet irony đ You want Dazai to live, Atsushi? Get to paperwork then
I think the whole premise of the fanfic was born by that one time Dazai asks Atsushi to write his report for him after Dazai returns from his mafia kidnapping. Second half of the plot with him helping Atsushi conceal his tiger ability was an excuse for them to hold hands every full moon. I thought it would be a shortcut to my beloved 'one bed' trope. And then it didn't shortcut shit because I slow burned the hell out of it
'Great - now he was alive and uncomfortably wet.'
"I⊠I- I can't believe I'm going to get fired because of a guy who wanted to drown himself over paperwork." - Sweet sweet irony đ You want Dazai to live, Atsushi? Get to paperwork then
I never described Atsushi's waiter uniform but this is kind of how I imagined it looking. No I don't have explanations. Literally just 'the vision.'
I guess I never described Atsushi's secretary clothes, tho it's been referenced that he has a jacket. Its also drawn on the cover lol
'He briefly contemplated drowning himself, but he didn't want his last day to be so full of Chuuya, so he decided on another kind of drink tonight.'
Dazai mercelessly shooting the guy in the bar who saw Atsushi transform was one of the things that were supposed to back up that 'Dark Dazai' tag. And then I kinda forgot to make him do more evil things later on lol He kills more people but more off screen and I kinda fumbled that tag ngl
COOL FANART COOL FANART LOOK AT THE COOL FANART something made me hate that scene but then zinder came in and made me love it đđđđ
'"Ah, you're awake." A vaguely familiar voice called from the doorway.' They caught Atsushi trying to cross the boarder-
The section where Dazai explains Atsushi about how he's the tiger and offers the deal is the only section where one POV breaks and you can see the other, but I decided to keep it. It was written this way because I didn't plan on keeping their POVs very separate, but then they never broke again lol
"Close your mouth, Atsushi, I already saw plenty of your fangs today."
Atsushi never, for even one second, regretting helping Dazai and saying so to him every time đđ
I love writing canon moments altered by whatever the premise of the fic is - in this case, PM Dazai and Atsushi. Canon parallels - Dazai blackmailing Atsushi into the job.
Never really described but Dazai's office is on the first floor in part of it where not a lot of people pass by. All executives have more proper offices but Dazai really just took a room he didn't need a lot of time to get to. That makes Atsushi's work a bit annoying because most mafia clerks work on other floors together and he alone gotta run back and forth
It probably shows but I know nothing of the ways of office paperworks
"Eh, you're doing fiiine." His employer waved from the couch. "You're doing a way better job than I ever did, Atsushi." "How?.." "You're looking at the papers." Dazai smirked. "That's more than I usually do."
Initially one big point of conflict was supposed to be that Dazai holds a very high position in the mafia, so the papers he handles is full of very valuable information. And the fact that he let Atsushi into all of that information gives Atsushi some degree of power in the mafia, but also makes him a target for others... and then this never really came up lol
I don't think this was ever outright stated but Dazai's apartment is on a very high floor - not last one, but still high up. Like, twenty or something. The whole building inhabited by mafia workers, but he's really the only big fish in it
"I can't just make something up! Besides, from the amount of complaining notes-" Atsushi pointed at the hefty pile of papers Dazai was sitting right next to. "People do read your reports." "Oh, you actually read these?" Dazai picked up a few papers from that stack. "I usually just throw them away." "It's not even all of them?!" "Oh, it's probably just from the last three days."
Dazai saying 'Chuuya probably wrote half of the complaints and that's why I am not reading them' is just an excuse. He's just too lazy to read them
Something about Chuuya being described as 'The hat man' is sending me
[Dazai and Chuuya] '"When was the last time I made a wrong decision, hm?" "I don't know, yesterday? In the morning? Five minutes ago?"'
'"Atsushi, you should visit more places." Dazai shook his head. "Do you even go anywhere on your days off?" "I don't have days off." Atsushi blinked at him. Dazai blinked back. "Really?" "You never told me I have any."' - Atsushi never even asking if he has off days for like two weeks đ He'd work without them too, that poor man. Dazai gave him Thursday off because that was the only day Dazai himself actually occupied his office before he hired Atsushi. Dazai was fine without an office (he'd find a place to laze around), but people were complaining that he's hard to find when someone wanted to talk to him, and so he told everyone he can be found on Thursdays. After he hired Atsushi he started spending like 50% more of his time in the office because when he wanted to laze around he was like 'might as well do it in the office, I can occupy the couch, I am not alone and people will shout at me less and even praise me for being at work)
'Atsushi shook his head again. He needed to distract himself. "So⊠that was Akutagawa, huh?" That was probably the worst topic he could've picked for a distraction, but anxiety hasn't let him think of any other at the moment.'
Never elaborated on but in this story other executives have a lot of people that are under their command specifically. Dazai still orders people around and gives them work and stuff, but the only person he hired himself before Atsushi was Akutagawa. So that's why Atsushi is kind of treated like a big deal by other mafia members. Also half the reason why Akutagawa was angry at his existence
Dazai telling Atsushi 'I think you and Akutagawa would work great together' was a nod to New Double Black. He was still envisioning it in his mind even though Atsushi was working as his secretary and didn't use his ability at all, but later on when he started caring for Atsushi he kind of waved that idea off because he didn't want Atsushi using his ability at all
'"Atsushi, I didn't give you a day off today so you could spend it calling me at eight in the morning."'
If you're wandering why I always juggle how I call Dazai (the brunet/the mafioso/the bandaged man) and others is because in school during language lessons one lesson that stuck to me was that you can't use the same word in two sentences in a row, or it'll sound bad. So half my writing comes from me trying to juggle the same words back and forth. h e l p
Never described but I like to imagine that Dazai got panorama windows in his living room. I never stated this because I don't think he would - something like that would up the chances of his enemies finding where he lives and Dazai wouldn't bother risking that. But... that's what my cinematic imagination wants
'"If you planned on holding hands all night, I regret to inform you that I have no habits of flirting with men."' - canon parallel + THAT WAS THE PREMISE OF THE FIC AND I BARELY DID IT đđđ
'"Or you wanted to watch me sleep the whole night? I didn't think you were such a pervert, Atsushi."' - a set up for a joke in chapter 6. Yes. I thought of that stupid joke this far back.
'And, he supposed, watching Atsushi struggle with the paperwork made it a teensy bit more enjoyable to do. By which he meant it was still a nightmare and he'd rather throw himself off this very building than work on it, but still. A little bit more enjoyable.'
I got SO many comments on SO many chapters about 'when Atsushi will tell Dazai about his tragic past'. Either they missed the 'Probably had to do with that orphanage he talked about earlier, but Dazai didn't care for sob stories about the past.' line, or wanted something more- Dazai KNEW, he connected the dots, he just didn't care back then
Dazai was supposed not to care for Atsushi in these earlier stages but I kind of fumbled it and made him too caring a bit too quickly but. Whatever can you do.
#updates to this post shall be rebloged when i get to next chapters#bsd#bungou stray dogs#dazatsu#dazai#atsushi#dazai x atsushi#atsushi x dazai#bsd dazai#bsd atsushi#dazushi#write my report#write my report author notes
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hello! i'm pretty sure your requests are open but i'm not sure if your write for all the cod characters if possible could you write for a reader who does beauty pageants/is a beauty queen and is really famous because of it. Thank you!!!!!
ghost team/141 with a beauty queen s/o
tags: established relationships, reunions, fluff, jealousy, talks of death/kidnapping, no actual death or gore, general chaos
characters: simon, johnny, gaz, price, alejandro, rudy, farah
a/n: this wasnât exactly specific so iâm assuming itâs their s/o, iâm sorry if thatâs wrong đ
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ghost
he never actually talks about you
if word got out at all he knows heâd be putting you in danger
so everyone in his squadron is surprised when they touch down and a beautiful woman is standing there
theyâre immediately gossiping, accusing each other of holding back on a relationship status- no attention lands on simon
johnny genuinely thinks youâre gazâs girlfriend due to how young and vibrant you look (which mildly offends simon- is he saying he looks old đ)
gaz on the other hand thinks you could be dating alex or rudy- who immediately gets flustered whereas alex laughs and said he wishes
this annoys simon, so he walks away from them, towards you. no one seemed to notice- but when you call simonâs name excitedly and fling your arms around him theyâre all stunned
johnny SPRINTS over, wanting to meet you and tease his friend- simon punches him in the arm
âyouâre beautiful by the way, iâm johnny. so how long have you been seeing this grumpy ass- ow!â
simon rolls his eyes, whereas you shook johnnyâs hand and met all his colleagues
of course, they all complimented you, giving you wide smiles and sweet words
simon feels a spark of jealousy, protectiveness- he wants to pull you away but that would be extremely out of character
you notice simonâs discomfort and hold onto his arm, deciding on telling them the basics such as your name, occupation, how long youâd been seeing simon and the fact you were his fiance
johnny and gaz go wild- literally trying to get more information- yet price pulls them back
âsorry about them. have a nice evening, maâam. you too, siâ.â he smiles, and simon finally gets to leave
pampers you over you pampering him- he loves taking care of you
washing your hair, cooking for you, all that domestic stuff drives him wild <3
will only allow you to give him a massage when heâs half asleep, lord knows he needs one- but he will allow you to wash the fading face paint from around his eyes and press kisses along his lips and face
heâs very happy to be back with you, hugging you tightly and swaying with you
if you came home with another trophy from a pageant heâll congratulate you then say sorry for missing it- so many kisses, heâs so proud!!
johnny
OH MY GOD THIS BOY LOVES YOU SO MUCH
will NOT stop talking about you
shows many pictures of you to the team- they think heâs lying đ
simon teases him about having a âfake girlfriendâ
gets so defensive of you, if someone even tries to say your images are âphotoshoppedâ he goes off on one saying how they havenât met you and how youâre really pretty!
as soon as he can, he gets you to meet his friends :)
he hates feeling like heâs leaving you out of things when he goes out with colleagues, so he finally brought you along when your schedule was clear and literally everyone nearly fainted from shock
âso johnny wasnât lying, huh?â âseems that way.â
heâs so prideful- HE pulled YOU, heâs so proud and loves you so much
keeps an arm around your waist, leans into you, kisses your cheek- loves pda
he makes sure to watch EVERY single one of your pageants- he gets upset at other models trying to one up you
the others just thought he was really into it because he has 3 older sisters, but they didnât actually know it was you in them so they were really mean about it đ
LOVES helping you pick out costumes or outfits, LOVES IT
will beg to do your makeup- he was used as a model for his sisterâs stuff when he was younger so he knows the basics about makeup
itâs a little sloppy tho, he doesnât practice so youâll look a little⊠off
if you had to join some sort of reality tv style beauty show, he will kick EVERYONE out of the rec room to watch every episode and records every episode he misses on his phone đ«¶
he loves you so much and is so supportive
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gaz
heâs only open about it if people ask him if heâs dating anyone
so of course, johnny being johnny, asks one day
âhey are you seeing anyone?â / âoh yeah, my girlfriend back homes waiting on me.â/ âWHY DIDNT YOU TELL US????â / âno one asked..?â
when he shows everyone a picture of you, theyâre all so shocked
ây/n l/n??? are you sure?!â ânice try kid, sheâs a literal celebrityâ type attitudes all around
he silently plots to prove them all wrong
texts you asking to meet him when his mission is over âbecause he misses youâ when in reality he wants to rub it in his friendsâ faces- heâs so mischievous
as soon as johnny sees you he trips and falls out the jeep- he thought he saw a ghost or smth
âbaby!â you grin, engulfing your boyfriend in a hug. he twirls you around as you kiss his cheeks saying that you missed him
âi missed you too. come meet my friends.â heâs so sweet
smug little smile as you talk to everyone, holding your hand, eyeing each of their surprised faces with pride
his plan worked perfectly and he was in such a good mood
anyway- as a general lover, gaz is so sweet
heâs got some spare cash- so he likes to spoil you
literally loves buying you dresses or makeup palettes and accessories, even if you can buy it yourself
adores your pageants- doesnât understand them, but watches them anyway just to see you smile
if you get all âoh donât look at me, i havenât got ready yetâ type of person, he puts a whole ass rule on the house saying youâre not allowed to dress up fancy- he wants to see you however you look because he loves you no matter what <3
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price
is very secretive. more than simon. doesnât want you getting tracked down, linked to him or worse
comes home silently in the dead of night and kisses your face gently
you wake up when he gets in bed, rolling over and hugging him tightly.
âyou should of told me you got homeâ / âno, no. itâs okay. i donât want anyone affiliated with me seeing you⊠youâre too precious.â
so protective, when someone recognises you in public heâs got a hand on your lower back- if anyone asks about him you literally just flat out say heâs your husband (because he is), as much as he doesnât like it
he understands you may want to be public about your relationship, but he doesnât want the wrong people seeing it and coming after you- itâs his worse nightmare
heâs literally had nightmares of you dying, is so paranoid sometimes that he forgets to relax and spend time with you
as badly as he wants to keep it under wraps⊠he loves you too much. if you wanna go to dinner, he takes you. wanna go shopping? sure, where do you wanna go?
loves pampering you, like the others, but his pampering is much more personal or gentlemanly (not that the others arenât) he loves showering with you, zipping up the back of your dress, holding the door for you, etc
literally the definition of gentleman, he loves doing things for you
calls you beautiful and gorgeous every time he sees you
canât always watch your pageants because heâs such a busy man, but he does his best- he definitely forgets everyoneâs names and does not understand anything
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alejandro
you were a big face in las almas, but no one in his life other than you, his and your families and rudy knew about him being your husband
johnny saw your face on a billboard modelling something and immediately was like âsheâs so pretty omg??â
alejandro grew very jealous, but understood people would react that way to you a lot considering youâre a beauty queen
like price, he keeps everything under tight secret- heâs dealing with a literal cartel, he canât say a peep about you in any presence in case the wrong person hears it- your life is literally on the line
when heâs home with you, gives you gentle kisses and hushed words on how much he loves you
as much as he wants a normal life, he canât take you out to places, el sin nombre has eyes and ears everywhere and if the cartel were to see you it would mark you as a target immediately- however, he does want to take care of you and give you a semi-normal life
he goes out, buys takeout for you, little gifts, ect
loves how your eyes light up when you see him, itâs what he lives for
doesnât get to watch any pageants youâre in, but loves hearing you talk about them and youâre experiences
hugs you tightly at night, heâs so protective and silently scared- he doesnât want you to get hurt. his worse nightmare is waking up and youâre dead or missing
such a clingy lover, heâs so romantic too. he wants you to know he genuinely loves you
brings rudy around sometimes, itâs always lovely because you and rudy are like best friends (i.e sneaking off to plot a prank whilst alejandro is terrified thinking something happened to you)
he adores making homemade food for you, itâs one of his passions, not to mention his food is amazing and itâs the least he can do for you
gets so involved in any gossip you have, literally sits on the couch with you gossiping and expressing his feelings on the situation/drama
will repeat the gossip to rudy on missions because heâs awful with drama, loves talking about it (in mexican spanish so the others donât really understand it)
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rudy
same as alejandro, heâs petrified something could happen to you
unlike alejandro, he loves going out to places with you
heâs a pushover too, if you wanted to go on a day out for your anniversary, heâs all there
keeps his pistol on him because he doesnât want any trouble and wants to protect you
calls you his mariposa (butterfly) because he thinks butterflies are beautiful like you :,) <3
avid cuddler, yet heâs the one on your chest, head resting on you as you talk about all the drama going on with other models/beauty queens
adores you, stares at you with lovesick eyes because youâre just so pretty!!
doesnât have a lot of money, but saves up a lot to buy you nice things :)
heâs reluctant, but after johnny nagging him he introduces you to the team- much to alejandroâs disapproval because heâs like your older brother and wants to protect both you and rudy
rudy will one hundred percent spend some time in and out of missions looking at pictures of you, you fuel him and give him a reason to fight to survive when heâs away
one hundred percent has a locket with your picture in it- the picture is of the two of you on your first anniversary with rudy smiling brightly and you kissing his cheek- but he isnât stupid and leaves it at base just in case anything happened to him
watches your pageants on his phone, absorbs every drop of information so he can talk about it with you either on the phone or when he gets home
heâs such a dedicated lover too, spend so much time with you because youâre his favourite person :)
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farah
gushes about you around base
like literally brags
âyeah thatâs cool alex, but have you seen my girlfriend?â / âyes. as a matter of fact we all haveâ
rerun nights? rerun nights
will rewatch everything youâve been in with you, face masks, junk food- she wants you to be a normal person outside of your âbeauty queen standardsâ that the company youâre under force onto you
never expects you to uphold those standards around her, she loves you and wants to let you be yourself <3
adores how you look no matter what- her gallery is full of candid shots of you and selfies of the two of you
nights out!!!! loves going out with you, especially if alex comes along because you guys are a triple threat
if youâre not from urzikstan like her, she wants to introduce you to her culture and wants you to do the same, loves cooking traditional meals for you and wants to know everything about your country
her wallet has pictures of you two in a photo booth, itâs her favourite things to show everyone around her
she CRAVES that domestic life with you, but also craves the chaos that comes with your fame
wanna chase paparazzi?? sheâs leading the charge and will bark at people- sheâs going the full mile
the public love her, they literally adore you two
interacts with your fans a lot too :) she loves watching them go wild when you post a pic of the two of you on a date night
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⊠MY WRITEBLR INTRODUCTION âŠ
Hey! I've been here for a while and I've somehow amassed a shocking amount of followers and mutuals, so I figured it's finally time for me to force one of these out for you guys!
(And you know... a masterpost... when I get around to it. đ
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About me:
⊠Barlowe (she/her)
⊠In my early 20s
⊠A writer of 10 years ⊠working on novels for 6 of 10!
⊠Less dedicated toâbut still interested in!âdrawing, animation, photography, and cinematography
⊠AuDHD and a grey lesbian (aka I'm leaning asexual) ⊠(my writing may or may not be a special interest)
⊠I have a whole bunch of other neurodivergencies besides AuDHD but I don't think y'all want me to get into all of them, haha. ⊠oh, and I say "haha" a lot. I apologize in advance.
⊠I think I'm hilarious and make jokes constantly
⊠I use a lot of emojis and tone tags to help convey tone. Please forgive me if it's annoying, it's to cope with my inability to communicate. /lh /hj
Masterlists:
⊠General ⊠Worldbuilding ⊠Sun and Shadow ⊠The Arcane Rifts ⊠Rising From the Ashes
(will be added eventually)
My Obsessions:
⊠Fantasy, horror, mystery, action, and exploration of realistic characters' reactions to the things they go through.
⊠Fairy tales, mythology, and folklore
⊠"Ye Olde History" and language
⊠DIVERSITY!!!
⊠Explorations of "evil-coded" characters and abilities--aka, not just showing them as evil. Show them as people (for characters) and tools (for abilities)!
⊠Traumatizing my characters just like I've been
⊠Traumatizing my characters in ways I haven't been!
⊠Learning!!!
⊠Talking way too much about the things I like to the point that I need to make a whole separate post to share it so it doesn't clutter my intro post... oh, hey, why is this linked?
⊠THE AESTHETIC!!!!
My Aesthetics:
Those who've been following me for a bit probably know that I adore "the aesthetic" and try to make my posts look nice... even if there's no real reason to besides that it gives me a little serotonin. Here's my favorite aesthetics!
⊠Starry; night sky ⊠Dawn / dusk ⊠Sunrise / sunset
⊠Nature! ⊠Forestry ⊠Cottagecore ⊠Rustic ⊠Ocean
⊠Literally all of them, please and thank you
My Writing:
â Sun and Shadow
Everything goes wrong for Freya Ula when she leaves her simple life as a fisherwoman to get engaged overseas. Her ship gets wrecked, she finds out her dad's been hiding secrets from her for her whole life, and, oh, she gets framed for a terrorist attack. Wait, WHAT!? After the city's greatest detective is attacked and disappears before she could consult with him, Frey has to enlist the help of his kid and her would-be fiancée to find out who framed her and clear her name. If only Crow was half as good a detective their dad was supposed to be.
Main characters: Freya, Crow, Daleira
⊠Urban-esque high fantasy ⊠purposely very tropey in places ⊠however, as always, I love throwing in curveballs. Wonder what's played straight and what I'm going to emotionally destroy you with. Definitely won't be Crow.
⊠Slow-burn romance between Frey and Crow ⊠immediate interest between Frey / Daleira ⊠oh, look, it's a love triangle? ⊠JOKE'S ON YOU, IT'LL ACTUALLY BE POLY ⊠it's just... going to take a while.
⊠Lesbians, lesbians everywhere ⊠though Crow is actually genderfluid and uses they/them for the first book ⊠despite barely having anything written I've already plotted a bit of book 2 ⊠I desperately need help.
⊠Unsurprisingly is a detective mystery with action mixed in ⊠I'm not typically a romance writer, I excel in action fantasy ⊠please have mercy on my soul
⊠Lots of magic, it's high fantasy + victorian aesthetic ⊠(aka "gaslamp fantasy" if you've heard of it) ⊠Frey's got sun-themed magic ⊠gasp, I know ⊠Crow's got shadow magic ⊠wonder why this sounds familiar ⊠Daleira's got, hm, well it's also shadowy! ⊠spoilers đ
⊠About to be updated en-masse for a writing contest!!!
â The Arcane Rifts
Ghosts of past tragedies haunt the town of Kavo after decades of neglect. Fantastical creatures desiring nothing but fear and destruction hide in invisible tears in reality. Gangs and the police are at constant war with one another, there's a shapeshifting monster running amok, and the mayor's assistant suddenly wants a disabled orphan kicked to the streets. A year ago, Gene was discovered in the forest on the outskirts of town, half dead, amnesiac, and unable to even speak the local language. As he had nowhere to go, he was brought to the orphanage of Kavo for a place to stay. Now Caspar, the assistant of the mayor and the man who funds the orphanage, wants him kicked out. When Gene's left to the cold, cruel streets of Kavo on his own, he has to navigate through a town ravaged by decades of neglect and intrigue. Has the corruption truly been purged from the government? Why are godly forces active in Kavo, a small town in a backwater country? And most importantly--will Gene survive?
Main Characters: Gene, Tazin, Mislav, Ludmila, Rada ⧠Gene and Tazin for book 1 ⧠the other 3 start being MCs books 2 and 3 ⧠I guess Nikolai is also a MC tho
⧠Industrial-era rustic high fantasy ⧠mixes fantasy, action, horror, and mystery! ⧠oh helloooooo "ominous feychild" origin? ⧠very strong folkloric and traditional fantasy inspo ⧠except I mean "traditional fantasy" as in ⧠"we don't understand this magic stuff but we're used to it" ⧠not "travel the world adventures!"
⧠VERY involved story with strong themes of discrimination, poverty, exploitation, trauma, and the recovery from trauma ⧠each main and secondary character is one flavor of discriminated against or another in-universe ⧠obviously I try to write it respectfully, but you can't really write bigots being bigots "respectfully"
⧠Has two "main plots" going on simultaneously; technically three ⧠I periodically give the reader updated "character guides" ⧠like they get more recent plot info added kinda like a red-string board to keep you, the audience, up-to-date with info you might've otherwise missed ⧠I think it's really cool and people seem to enjoy it ⧠I know it seems like a lot but please give it a chance
⧠I've literally plotted out pretty much the entirety of the first and second books, and know most of how book 3 will go, yet there's very little out for the current version of the story ⧠part of that is because I'm paused on the 3rd draft
⧠There's lots of timeskips throughout the first two books, but they're mostly to age up the protagonists! Gene, the MC, starts the series at 7. I promise it's not a kid's story though.
⧠The "secondary MC", Nikolai, is the police chief investigating magical stuff going on at the same time. They tie in with the main story involving Gene, though won't appear to for a long while.
⧠The "golden child" series I love more than SaS; however it's on hiatus because I promised people to work on SaS first and SaS is more popular as a romance-focused story. :/ ⧠I would never be salty about that.
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For everything: @honeybewrites @the-golden-comet @illarian-rambling @ashirisu @urnumber1star
@the-letterbox-archives @48lexr @aalinaaaaaa @thecomfywriter @an-indecisive-nerd
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For the Avatars: @thelovelymachinery
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summary: though it was spontaneous, you decide to tag along to ibiza when your best friend and her boyfriend invite you. the only problem was his little brother, barcelona's number 8, pedri, and his red swim shorts.
pairing: pedri x reader
genre: fluff, smut (suggestive)
warnings: making out, petting, swearing, pedri is a little shit
word count: 3.2k+
a/n: i orginally had this planned as a little imagine. if you've read honey, you may remember a beach scene being mentioned very briefly. and since i recently got a similar request, i fleshed everything a little more out and birthed out this big baby lmao. hope you enjoy!!đ€
PS: while proof-reading i noticed that i completely messed up the timelines, this fic actually happens before honey and not after, but oh well. đ this is super annoying but i liked the way this fic turned out so deal with it pls đ„și may turn this into a little ibiza trip series with multiple parts and other places!!
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It is the middle of summer and the sun was blazing unforgivingly over you that not even your sunshade could help you escape from the heat.
You look at your friends over the rim of your sunglasses, as some of them currently play around in the water. The radio stations all reported well above average numbers for the coming weeks and so naturally your friends would want to go on vacation somewhere near the beach.
Originally you had nothing special planned for the summer, but since your best friend SofĂa is dating Fernando GonzĂĄlez, who just happens to be the older brother of Pedri GonzĂĄlez, Barcelona's young star-midfielder, you somehow happened to get dragged along to Ibiza.
This wasn't a rare occasion, because ever since SofĂa started dating Fernando, you ended up with this whole new lifestyle consisting of football matches, special events, galas and travel.
And with FC Barcelona winning LaLiga and the season ending, all the players want to make the most off their freetime.
"Fer wants to book the tickets, __, you're coming with, right?", SofĂa asked you last week. It was super spontaneous and honestly you were a bit annoyed that you got asked so late, giving you no time to prepare or clear your schedule (not that you had much written on it anyways lol)
But you would also lie if the idea of going to Ibiza didn't excite you. You always wanted to go to the infamous "party" island, but it was a costy dream - one you couldn't afford. Well, until now.
So you agreed and found yourself only 5 days later at your dream destination. One of the perks of having a friend like SofĂa is that with trips like these, you didn't have to pay a cent. As a close friend, the whole thing basically got financed for you. Only shopping expenses and maybe food you had to cover yourself - of course.
The single downside of it all was the fiancier of it all himself: Pedri.
Ironic, right?
But there was no way you couldn't feel that way towards him. He is simply infuriating. When the two of you were introduced to each other over dinner at their home, Pedri wasted no time trying to subtly smooth his way into your pants.
It was almost unnoticeable to be honest and you know no one paid attention, but you did. You noticed how his arm brushed your shoulder, how his hand grabbed your waist when he wanted to move past you and his hips grazed your ass. It seemed like his eyes were glued to your cleavage and somehow no one took notice.
In his defense though, you weren't a saint either. Where he pulled, you just let yourself get tugged along. When he moved past, you purposely arched your back; just to test the waters and pushed out your chest to maybe rile him up a bit; you don't know really.
There was something entertaining about an attractive guy like Pedri showing his interest for you so blatantly and pursuing you in such a secretive way.
Yet for all it's worth, you never went further than touching and looking, sneaking a kiss here and there. It's clear what type of guy Pedri is, if all the buzz around his rather promiscuous love life, filled with influencers and models, is any indication.
You heard what people said, what the articles reported. Pedri is young, rich and successful, he would be a fool to immediately pursue a serious relationship at that stage in his life. He liked to enjoy life, be wild in his early 20s and keep the monogamy for later.
And it's not like you could blame him, honestly. You're sure that if your roles were switched, you would enjoy his lifestyle too to an extent. You are you though.
And you wanted something serious, someone to treat you with respect and loyalty. Surely, Pedri saw you more as a way of passing time, just having his fun with you. But you had enough self-respect to not give in to his troublsome ways.
Also, you barely had the nerves to put up with all that.
That's what you liked to tell yourself at least.
With a sigh you turn your head to where SofĂa suddenly sits up. You're about to close your eyes again, ready to fall under the sun's mercy, when you hear your best friend scoff next to you.
You bring your sunglasses up and follow her sight. "Can you fucking believe that?", she says agitated.
A loud giggle errupts and you watch as two girls talk animatedly with both Fernando and Pedri.
The brunette one subtly scratches over Fernando's arm, as she seems to listen intently to whatever he's saying. Fer doesn't really engage her, keeps his visible distance, though SofĂa doesn't seem to care. Her eyes shoot daggers in their direction.
What bothers you though was the blonde one clinging like a koala onto Pedri. She seems so....you can't find the word but it irritates you. And he did absolutely nothing about it, actually rather enjoying it. Not that he shouldn't of course, but he could keep his distance as well. Also, you didn't want to have to deal with two horny people during your vacation (one you didn't pay for but you get the gist), and an angry best friend, if they were to stay.
It also doesn't help that Pedri looks the way he does. Absolutely gorgeous.
You never thought to be admitting to this but he almost looks like sex-on-legs in those red swim shorts of his. The sun burned his skin in the most beautiful way possible, accentuating his natural blush and his slim but toned body. It's been nothing but torture the entire day.
The two of you watch them for another minute, none of the brothers noticing any of your hard stares, when SofĂa stands up determined. "If he wants to play, I'll play."
When she notices your indifferent state, she looks at you expectantly.
"What?", you ask.
"Come on, I can't do this alone."
Reluctant you get up as well and shake non-existent sand off your legs. "I don't know Sof...Fer doesn't really seem too into it."
She cocks an eyebrow and the expression on her face says enough for you to not press any further.
"Yeah, yeah alright.", you say. You don't know what plan she has in mind exactly but you follow her anyway. You get increasingly confused when she proceeds to take her bag and go to the changing rooms. She closes the door behind you and rummages in her bag and only when she pulls something out, you realize the absolute stupid plan she has.
No, you don't think even scriptwriters could come up with such silly ideas.
"I cannot believe you."
In her hands are, what you believe to be, the flimsiest bikini pieces you have ever seen.
"I always pack a pair or two for emergencies.", she says and gives you a pair. A red brazilian bikini, the ones with high-cut strings. "And as you can see, this is an emergency."
You hold the garments up. "I thought Fer doesn't like you wearing those, why did you pack them for emergencies?", you ask confused.
Fernando is a sweetheart. You really think there could have been no one more perfect for your best friend than him. He's not controlling, always puts her first and you genuinely believe that he always has her best interests in mind. Fer is not the type to forbid SofĂa anything, especially not in regards of clothes. He let's her wear whatever she wants, no matter how short or ridiculous it looks. However, for some reason, he has often voiced his strong dislike towards those brazilian bikini bottoms that recently started trending.
It didn't bother SofĂa at all, she didn't really wear them often anyways. But you guess she never got rid of them either.
"Precisely that's why. Also, they tan better.", she says as she takes out a white pair for herself. You don't think she really understood your question and you make a point to ask her later. For now though, you have another problem at hand.
"Ok ok, so you try to rile him up one way or the other. I get it. But why do I have to wear one as well?"
SofĂa looks at you like it's so obvious and you're dumb for even asking, "Because there's two of those skanks? We can drive one off, but as long as the other stays, none of them will leave."
Your brows shoot up and you groan frustrated at what this means. "Oh come on, Pedri is not that bad.", SofĂa reasons.
If only she knew, you thought. You want to protest but you think back to the blonde girl that threw herself onto Pedri and something bad bubbles up in your stomach.
With new determination you two change and make your way back to the beach. SofĂa looks gorgeous in the bikini and for all it's flimsiness you think it suits you pretty good as well. Okay, who are you kidding. It looks fucking sexy on you, hugging you in all the right spots and making your ass look extra perky.
And you know you're not the only one who thinks so, as you feel the eyes of several men and women alike on both of you.
It gets even more apparent when two certain brothers look your way. Comically enough, the two girls shamelessly joined them on your sunbeds. By now your other friends joined as well and SofĂa walks in front of you to where the others are; pointedly ignoring Fernando's presence.
You aren't as strong-willed though and can't help but sneak a look at Pedri. He already looks back at you, a smirk playing on his lips as his eyes scan your entire body.
You immediately turn your head back, feeling your cheeks heat up stupidly enough, despite the weather, and sit next to Miguel.
"Ohh, what's the occasion?", Samuel whistles when you two settle down.
SofĂa shrugs and you feel uncomfortable with all eyes on you. It becomes worse when the conversations stop as well suddenly and Fer stands up. "Why did you change?"
"Felt like it. Also we can tan better now.", SofĂa says indifferent.
He frowns, "But you looked pretty before." Bless his heart you think.
SofĂa ignores him, and you think she's going a bit too far but it's not your relationship to intervene. "Samuel can you help put sunscreen on my back, I can't quite reach it."
The flabbergasted look on Fernando's face was both priceless and heartbreaking to see and you slowly begin feeling bad.
"What?"
"Sure."
Both answer at the same time and you grimace at the awkwardness. Fer goes and grabs the bottle out of her hands, the pretty brunette completely forgotten already. "What do you think you're doing?"
"I don't know what you mean."
He turns to the rest of you with an apologetic but upset expression, "Will you excuse us for a moment?"
He proceeds to take SofĂa to a more quiet place on the beach. You see them argue in the distance but ultimately decide that for now it's not your business anymore.
Samuel and Loréna already went back into the water, Pedri is occupied with the two girls and only Miguel was with you.
The sun hasn't gotten any less warm and now that you wore this criminal bikini, you could at least put it to good use, right? So you take the sunscreen and hold it out to Miguel. "Can you?", you say pointing to your back.
It takes him a moment to understand what you mean, but when he does, he nods and reaches out but someone else happens to be faster than him. "Let me do it."
You look into Pedri's honey eyes.
Next to you, the blonde girl scoffs and regards you with an angry face. Miguel leaves as well and you want to say something to stop him, begging him not to leave you alone, but Pedri beats you to it. "Turn around and lay down." His voice is firm and it unwillingly sends shivers down your spine.
And for some reason you listen.
Your stomach retracts slightly when your belly touches the cold sunbed. But you forget everything the moment the cool sunscreen touches your skin and Pedri begins spreading it.
It's too sensual for your liking and he's gentler than you thought. Pedri goes all the way up to your neck, massaging the spot thoroughly and when he slowly goes down, his hands reach under your bikini top. Embarrassingly enough, pleasure fills your lower stomach.
Yet, you don't know what overcomes you, but attraction makes you do stupid things, so you simply reach behind your back and open the knot. "It'll be easier.", you explain with a small voice.
You get an answer in the form of his hands, when Pedri touches the exact spot and slowly glides his hands to your sides. His index fingers barely graze the sides of your boobs and goosebumps erupt all over your body.
If Pedri notices, he doesn't say anything.
Instead he just continues spreading the cream all the way to your lower back, his fingers once again invading places he shouldn't, much to your own excitement though.
It's quiet the entire time, you barely register Miguel talking with the two abandoned girls and going away with them. Light chatter and laughs, the splashing of water and the moist sound of Pedri spreading the sunscreen are the only audible things around you.
But you should know by now that it's only a matter of time before Pedri decides to ruin peaceful moments.
"Need me to put some on your ass as well?"
Shameless is the only word good enough to describe the football player. "In your dreams maybe.", you say and turn your head to watch him through your glasses.
His eyes are glued to your backside, "Oh if only you knew, princess."
You bind your bikini top back together and sit up, "You're stupid, GonzĂĄlez."
"For you, yeah."
You resist the urge to punch him and ignore the fact that it affects you more than what is condemned good. "Will you stop?"
"Why, do I make you nervous?"
You cross your arms over your chest, his eyes immediately zoning in on the movement. You (un)consciously press them together tighter, for no particular reason.
"No."
"Really?", he extends the 'e' sound and leans forward. Not expecting him to, you automatically fall back. He grabs the edge of the sunshade and pulls it down until it completely hides the two of you.
"What are you doing, they'll see us!"
Pedri chuckles and you can't help but peak at his pink lips, only inches away from yours now. "That's what you're worried about?"
"What else?" You think maybe the heat has gotten to your head, but really it's just Pedri's presence on top of you.
You see the way Pedri's mouth opens, ready to continue the banter but with his entire body pressed into yours, his natural scent mixed with the sea, his honey eyes boring into yours and exploring your entire face and his hands itching on your hips, you do the only thing possible in this situation.
You grab his neck and smash your lips against his.
He responds immediately, reciprocating the kiss. You hate how good it feels and despite how confusing it is with him, no moment has ever been clearer than right now.
A whine leaves your mouth when Pedri presses his hips into yours, the pleasure inmessurable. It's an indecent thing to do at a public beach (even though this is a private part of the beach Pedri specifically rented for the vacation) so he pulls back but right now you can't care at all.
All rationality leaves your body when you grab his red shorts by the hem and pull him back. You cling your legs around his back thighs and butt.
"Woah there, sugar, slow down.", he laughs, while caringly pushing a loose strand of hair out of your face.
Honestly, you would be flustered in any other moment but this. You can't think straight, the need to have him currently overweighting any other feeling.
His left hand slides from your waist to your ass, massaging the flesh. His other hand is clasped around your jaw, keeping your lips firm against ist.
You lose yourselves in the moment, Pedri's left hand close to where you need it the most. It's embarrassing how easy his fingers manage to slip under your bikini. And when he touches your clitoris, you're on cloud nine.
Your hands wander down to his beautiful red shorts and waist no time to wrap around his dick.
He groans into the kiss, "Fuck."
You begin moving your hand up and down and that's when all the weight on top of you suddenly disappears. "Shit, I hate to be the one, but we-"
"Yeah, I know.", you immediately cut him off and organize yourself a bit. Your head spins a bit, everything going too fast for you. Your body and mind haven't completely sobered up yet, and it stings a bit to be turned down like this. It's also confusing. But he's right.
Pedri seems to read you well enough by now, when he says, "It's not because I don't want to."
You hold up your hand, not ready for any kind of rejection, "I'm not dumb, Pedri. This is the fucking beach." Yet you wonder if he would have gone further if it was the pretty blonde and not you.
He goes through his hair and laughs, "Not because of that. My brother is coming and I don't think now is the time to explain ourselves, is it?"
You immediately spin around and indeed, Fernando and SofĂa are walking in your direction; hand-in-hand, you might add. Luckily they seem too focused on one another and their ice cream to notice you and Pedri.
When you turn back, Pedri winks at you. "I'll choose a more private place next time."
You scoff, "There will be no next time."
He rubs his chin thoughfully and looks at you in an actingly confused way, "The way you were going at it, I could have sworn you were down for another- Ow!"
You hit Pedri angrily, the redness on your face surely visible, "Don't ever mention that again."
"And what if I do?", he smirks cockily.
"Pedri!"
"__!", he imitates in a high voice and this time you can't help but laugh. You roll your eyes playfully and shove him away. It gets increasingly hard to not crush on him. Maybe you already do.
The sunshade moves then and Fer and SofĂa hop next to you two.
"Nice to see that you two love birds made up, I was beginning to worry.", you comment and SofĂa lovingly puts her head on Fer's shoulder.
You four chat around a bit more, when Fernando suddenly chuckles and points at you and Pedri. Confused, you both look at him.
"You two look more like a couple than we do. Did you notice that you're matching?"
You did, in fact, not notice. And neither it seems, did Pedri.
You make a gaggig noise then and shoot up, "Whatever, I am going to change."
Pedri follows close behind, "Want me to help?"
"Shut up!"
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Being His First Soul à«à§
Pairing: Alastor x First Soul ! Reader
Tags: i donât even know tbh..
A/N: I honestly tried to make this as canon as possibly but I think I failed cause I donât know but! Please enjoy this, I accept any feedback! And if you have more ideas Iâll make sure to put him here!đ«¶
How you met. To be honest, thereâs so many scenarios of how you two met, maybe you both knew each other when you were alive or maybe you both played a bet, perhaps you were a hopeless sinner who just got there around the same time where he manifested..?
But one thing is for sure is that you two made a deal when you first interacted, you were just that dumb to know his real intentions, darling!
Since youâve been with him for quite some time, he expects you to be on your best behavior all the time! Which is to never question him or anything like that, yes, you can curse and stuff like that but never try to cross him or thereâll be consequences.
Maybe there was ONE time where you did and it didnât end up pretty- âI expected better from you, reader-â He would absolutely use your real name to show you that he isnât joking or anything like- heâs 100% serious with you.
This mf is the definition of manipulation! He wouldnât exactly physically hurt you but emotionally..? Maybe, just perhaps. He only does it to show you where your place is, nothing more.
His protection. I feel like he would grow fond of you over the years since well- youâre his first soul, youâre basically around him all the fucking time!
He needs help with something? Summons you. He needs someone to help him on this charity thing? Summons you. He needs someone to help him with his broadcast? Summons you. Itâs always you who summons first cause he knows you will do it no matter what, you either learned that from the hard way or easy way.
I feel like you would be friends with Husk and Niffty. Well- it was easy to make a friendship with Niffty but with Husk? Nah, that took a lot of time, that mf was hard to crack but he eventually did, only a bit, just a tiny bit though.
Speaking of friends, you of course met Rosie and Mimzy, you either hate or like Mimzy, I donât know but you absolutely adored Rosie, she was like a breath of fresh air for you, she was like Alastor but in a better way, you know?
You knowing his intentions. This is hard to explain kinda cause I feel like you would know his real intentions by now like you can read him like a book, you know? Since youâve been together for so long so I think you can read him with ease.
Playful banter. Youâre either going along with it or being annoyed by it and Alastor enjoys that! He loves your reactions to his banter or comments that make you have an entertaining reaction.
Why do I feel like you have this instinct when something happens to Alastor? Like when he made that deal with someone you felt it or when he got hurt from fighting with Adam you also felt that, is like youâre connected with him but not in that way, you know what I mean?
Even if youâve been together for so long, you honestly still havenât seen his vulnerable side like yes, maybe youâve seen him lose his composure and curse at someone cause they pissed him off but nothing more, you couldâve sworn that he didnât curse or anything like that so imagine youâre expression when he did like damnđ
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zb1 to you being cute when theyâre mad at you .....âËâčâĄ
genre: fluff/comedy
pairing: reader (mostly gn) x zerobaseone
about/tags:
slight suggestive for jiwoong :D i can't help it sorry, yujin written in the context of friendship only
â â ⥠kim jiwoong ⥠â â
when he's mad he's not really vocal, rather he just sighs really loudly and walks with heavy footsteps
he's alone in the living room couch minding his business, really not in the mood to deal the problem rn
but you plop yourself on his lap, facing him as your hands snakes itself to rest on his chest, then to his neck
Is not making eye contact with you, he knows heâll break. heâs supposed to be mad over the scratch on his car (!!)
true enough, he breaks after you lean down and whisper âsorry babe, you know i didnât mean to. let me make it up to you, hmmm?â
and then youâre kissing his neck and jaw
long story short, heâs no longer mad
the lesson here is that seducing him works đ
â â ⥠zhang hao ⥠â â
heâs giving you the (virtual) silent treatment after you said you werenât able to watch the first zb1 live
you texted him saying you missed it because you couldn't get out of work, but he's not responding
you call him and he picks it up to let you explain, but doesn't say a word (yeah he's THAT petty he can give you the silent treatment in phone call format)
you've said sorry so so so many times and he eventually texts that he just needs time and space before talking to you again
and you're like "okay love, i'll just be waiting at home"
when he gets home he sees you cooked him dinner and prepped his favorite movie on the TV screen and gets so soft
he feels kinda bad that you felt the need to overcompensate for something you couldn't control (your terrible boss)
wraps his arms around you the moment you get home and you're so relieved
the stress from the day leaves his shoulders as he nuzzles his face into your hair and basks in your scent
â â ⥠sung hanbin ⥠â â
you guys got into an argument while you were on date, which is so rare
you decide to leave the cafe and just drive for a change in scenery
he's so serious, brows furrowed and hands gripping the wheel, he's also mumbling something to himself but you can't quite make out what he's saying
fed up, you go over to him and plant a quick kiss on his cheek
surprised by this, he đł and turns really red
he has to pull over because he can't focus anymore
"you can't just do that when i'm driving!" nags at you cutely, dimples showing and all
"you're not mad at me anymore, hanbin?"
"mad at you? i thought you were mad at me?"
you're both giggling because of the misunderstanding
in the end, you enjoy the sunset together by the hood of his car
â â ⥠seok matthew ⥠â â
for lack of better term, matthew is so "good" at staying mad at you
like internally, he's not mad anymore
externally, he will still keep up with the mad act
it's because he loves how you get so much cuter and lovelier around him in an attempt to gain his forgiveness
he sighs loudly, drags his footsteps, and leaves the room everytime you enter â he's making it known that he's still annoyed with you
but you kept following him around the house, trying to get him to talk to you "matt please can you just talk to me?"
he needed a dish washed? you got it. he needed his phone charger? you fetched it from the other room.
youâre literally clinging on to his arm now repeating things like âbabe Iâm so sorryâ and âIâll do anything you wanttttâ
youâre swinging his arm back and forth, on the verge of tears when matthew decides to quit the act
he laughs and presses a kiss to your lips âyouâre so cute sweetieâ
â â ⥠kim taerae ⥠â â
the biggest difference is his demeanor towards you
usually a simp, but there's no more sweetness in his voice when he talks to you â even calls you by your government name when he needs to speak to you "y/n it's cold, turn the heat up"
is so deadpan with you it's...almost scary
you do everything he asks with no complaints whatsoever because it is YOUR fault
it's evening now, and the rain is getting louder, you're curled up with the duvet wrapped around you
when he reaches the bed, you ask "i know you're still mad but can i still sleep with you here tonight, i'm scared of the thunder" with the biggest doe eyes ever đ„ș
and he's like?? why are you asking if you can sleep in your own bed?? it's yours??
even if he's "mad" he still wants to sleep next to you no matter what
feels kinda bad that you felt the need to ask him that question
"i'm not mad anymore angel" and envelopes you in a hug
â â ⥠ricky ⥠â â
this boy CAN and WILL be able to stay mad at you if he wants to
when Ricky starts acting cold, you genuinely do not know the reason why
since he wasnât speaking to you :( talking to him was of no use :(
so you made a cute little âIâm sorryâ card and you even decorated it with pink glitter and strawberry stickers
you slipped it under the bedroom door, where Ricky was icing you out
Ricky thinks itâs the cutest thing ever
he comes out of the room to find you in the kitchen, cleaning up all the mess you made to make his card
he doesnât say anything, instead, helps you pack up (especially the pesky pink glitter)
when heâs done he tells you he liked it and that youâre forgiven
you jump at him and he catches you by your legs, hoisting you up as youâre kissing him mwah
â â ⥠kim gyuvin ⥠â â
I donât even think he wants to be mad at you right now
he got over it in two seconds but likes to play fight with you...for fun
so when you attempt to cuddle up to him on the couch asking for forgiveness for forgetting to walk eumppappa he shields himself with the couch pillow
he places the barrier between you two and karate chops the air so you don't touch him (what a nerd...help)
so you just sit there and pout
and he looks at you pouting back
it's a pouting contest now
he gives up because you're so damn cute!!! next thing you know he's squishing your cheeks and doting on you about how cute his partner is
"i can never stay mad at this face, you're too cute baby!"
â â ⥠park gunwook ⥠â â
when you get into an argument (which you're both very good at btw) the both of you tend to have a hard time backing down
but it was a particularly long day for you and you didn't wanna argue at all so you just said "yeah yeah you're right, i'm wrong, so i'm sorry"
but gunwook isn't fully satisfied because you didn't even get to talk about the issue, just threw in the towel so quick for the sake of ending the discussion
he's about to say something
when he hears your restrained sniffles and sobs and he's thinking like đ§ why is my baby crying
a fun fact about gunwook: his weakness is your tears
"sorry wook, can we talk tomorrow please i'm too tired"
he looks at your red nose and tear filled eyes and thinks you look cute when you cry so he just cups your hands and kisses your nose fondly
"okay baby, we can talk tomorrow"
â â ⥠han yujin ⥠â â (friendship)
zhang hao's son because like him, does not speak to you
when you show up to school with his BROKEN speaker he just takes it from your hands and walks away
literally doesn't speak to you the whole damn day
you show up to school the next day and place a milk carton and snacks on his table with a little note saying "sorry, yujin i'll be careful next time!!"
sits next to you at lunch and shares the snacks you got him
then pretends everything is normal
later that day, you found out from gunwook that the speaker was totally fixable and working again, so yujin just pretended to be mad to get some forgiveness snacks -_-
A/N: after 2 weeks...i'm back? haha
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