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🔥❄️Dear My Love, Haven’t You Wanted To Be With Me?

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 9299 Words Rating: Explicit 🔞 Warnings: Soulmates AU, Past Child Abuse, Isolation, Social Anxiety, Social Awkwardness, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Soulmate Tattoos, Soulmates Name On Wrist, Angst and Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Masturbation, Bath Houses, Past Homophobia, First Time, First Kiss, Plot With Porn, Porn With Feelings, Despite the soulmate thing they are unfortunately both idiots, Everyone wants to give Kuai sex ed, Mentions of homophobic slurs but they aren’t used in the text at all (It’s very briefly mentioned that these things happened in the past but no slur itself is ever used), Yeah it’s another Hanzo and Kuai getting together fic I will never stop writing these lmao SubScorp Week Day 5: Touch Starved

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Notes: What do you mean it’s day 5 already? If you’ve read my other fic’s, you probably already know that normally Kuai is definitely not a virgin by the time he and Hanzo get together, so writing him as sexually inexperienced was definitely a departure from that. I enjoyed writing Kuai as a blushing virgin for a change, but I still prefer sexually confident power bottom Kuai :) Ngl I’m not feeling it today, whatever it is, and while I’ve tried my best with editing, I do apologise if this isn’t up to my usual stuff. I Love you all and I hate feeling like I’ve half assed something for you guys 💕 Title is from “Anywhere” by Evanescence.

“Bi-Han! Bi-Han look at this!”

Kuai ran over to Bi-Han as best he could, trying his hardest to not trip. He was 5 years old, and his so called soulmate tattoo had just come through. He wasn’t really sure what that meant, just that this name was someone who’d be really special to him.

Bi-Han turned in the hallway to look at him with an eyebrow raised and Kuai triumphantly waved his wrist at him.

“Look! I have a name on my wrist now,” he said proudly, feeling triumphant when his elder brother smiled at him and reached down to ruffle his hair.

“That’s great, Dìdì,” Bi-Han replied, glancing around before getting to Kuai’s level. “What’s her name?”

“Han. Zo. Ha. Sa. Shi?” Kuai tried to read out, at least, that’s how the name was spelt. Kuai had never come across a name like it.

“What did you say?” A voice across the corridor snarled. Kuai and Bi-Han turned their heads in unison to see one of the Elders, Master Fang, standing and glaring at Kuai with murder in his eyes. He stormed over to them, roughly grabbing Kuai’s wrist to read it for himself. “Hasashi. I knew you’d be a trouble maker.”

Kuai felt himself still, he had no idea why Master Fang hated him so much, but clearly this was now yet another reason on his list. He wanted to pull away, only for Master Fang to roughly yank his arm and begin dragging him off.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Bi-Han called, rushing to keep up. “Where are you taking him?”

Master Fang didn’t answer just continued to tug at Kuai’s arm and force him through the corridors. They were eventually in the throne room. Where the Grandmaster was sat having a discussion with Master Hydro and Kuai Liang’s Grandfather. All three men turned to watch as Master Fang threw Kuai to the ground at the Grandmaster’s feet.

“What has he done this time, Master Fang?” The Grandmaster said in a bored tone. Probably fed up of Master Fang bringing Kuai before him for every perceived slight. But I didn’t do anything!

“Look at his wrist.”

The simple request was met with the Grandmaster raising an eyebrow. He did get off the throne however, Grandfather and Master Hydro joining him. He took Kuai’s hand and flipped to see his wrist. The Grandmaster took a deep breath, as his Grandfather grimaced and Master Hydro rubbed his mouth with his hand.

“That’s not good,” he heard Master Hydro whisper under his breath.

“I say we be rid of the child already, he’s already been far more trouble than he’s worth,” Master Fang suggested flippantly, waving his hand like it was no big deal. Kuai watched as his Grandfather’s head snapped over to him.

“I beg your pardon?” Grandfather snarled, mist escaping from his mouth. Despite his fear, Kuai wanted nothing more than for his Grandfather to punch Master Fang’s stupid mean face!

“Calm yourselves, both of you,” the Grandmaster ordered, and both men immediately backed down. “Regardless of your opinion Master Fang, Kuai Liang is still of the Sub Zero bloodline, and he is far too invaluable to get rid of.”

Kuai resisted the urge to stick his tongue out at Master Fang, the last time he’d done that he got punished real bad. The backs of his hands stung just thinking about it.

“Kuai Liang,” Grandfather started, and Kuai turned his attention squarely on his caretaker. “Do you understand why this name concerns us?”

“No, Master Sub Zero,” he said softly. He had thought it was just Master Fang being a butt again, but with everyone else’s reaction he was starting to second guess himself. Maybe this time Master Fang actually had a good reason to be nasty to him.

“Well, you know how we are the Sub Zero bloodline, that has belonged to the Lin Kuei for centuries?” He asked, and Kuai nodded his head. “The Hasashi blood line is similar, but for the Shirai Ryu. Do you understand what that means?”

“The Shirai Ryu are our enemy,” Kuai parroted from what he’d been told for as long as he remembered. It was weird, no one had ever given a reason for the Shirai Ryu being the bad guys, but the last time he’d asked he’d been told off for being difficult. He frowned though, as it really sunk in what his Grandfather was getting at. “My soulmate is my enemy?”

“I’m afraid so, little one,” his Grandfather’s sorrowful tone hurt. The name on his wrist was his enemy. How was he supposed to spend his life with an enemy? “Kuai Liang, this isn’t your fault, okay? It is just unfortunate that this is the soulmate you have been given.”

“Yes well,” Master Fang interrupted while crossing his arms. He was staring down at Kuai with such hatred. If this wasn’t his fault, then why was he still enduring the Elder’s hate? “What exactly are we meant to do about this little traitor?”

Before Grandfather could snap back at him, the Grandmaster held up a hand and sagely said “isolation.”

“Isolation?” Master Hydro asked, his face scrunching up. “What happened to him being invaluable?”

“We still train him,” the Grandmaster claimed, his eyes never leaving Kuai. “But he is kept away from the outside world and majority of people, only elders and family can interact with him.” Kuai didn’t like the sound of that. He didn’t exactly get along with most of the other students anyway, but not being able to be around them at all just sounded lonely. “He will be as he always was meant to be, a backup should the true heir to the Sub Zero title ever fall. He’s just a spare, this way we ensure he is safe should we need to utilise him.”

“But-“ Master Fang was cut off by the Grandmaster finally tearing his gaze From Kuai to him.

“I have made my decision, Master Fang.” The Grandmaster turned away to go and sit back down. “Now, if you have nothing else to bring to my attention, I suggest you take the child and get preparations underway to keep him secluded.”

Master Fang looked like he wanted to argue, but a cough from Grandfather made him reconsider, as he finally bowed to the Grandmaster. Kuai followed suit, as did Bi-Han. Kuai had almost forgotten his elder brother was here, he’d been eerily quiet since they’d come into the room. I hope he’s not mad at me for this too! He was used to Master Fang’s hate, and to an extent the Grandmaster’s, but he didn’t know what he’d do if Bi-Han hated him too.

Not really wanting to outstay his welcome, Kuai turned around to leave the throne room, feeling Bi-Han gently grab his arm and walk him out. He could hear Master Fang following after them. They didn’t stop walking, but allowed Master Fang to usher them towards their room.

Master Fang stared down at Kuai, his mouth curled up in disgust.

“You truly are one lucky little bastard, aren’t you?” Master Fang lowly growled. Kuai had no idea what a bastard was, but it seemed to be Master Fang’s favourite word for him. Kuai gripped his elder brother a little tighter. “Your Grandfather isn’t going to be around forever.”

And with that he was storming off.

Kuai turned to Bi-Han, he could see the anger in his brothers eyes, but also knew he’d never say anything to any of the elders. He was much too interested in keeping his high standing to do so.

“Bi-Han? Did I do something wrong?” He asked, and Bi-Han’s anger immediately dispersed.

He looked down at Kuai, sorrowful expression on his face. “No Dìdì, you didn’t.” Bi-Han bent down again, getting to his level again. “But you need to understand that while this seems scary and like a punishment, it’s for your own good.” Bi-Han put his hand on top of Kuai’s head. “That person on your wrist, if he’s a Shirai Ryu then he’s a bad person. If he ever get’s his hands on you, he’s probably going to hurt you. We need to keep you safe from him. Do you understand?”

“I do,” Kuai said sadly, closing his eyes and trying not to cry.

“Don’t cry, Dìdì.” Bi-Han stood back up and took Kuai’s hand. It was nice, but what Kuai really wanted was a hug. His big brother hadn’t hug him since he was 3 and he missed it so much. “C’mon, why don’t we go and I can make some ice sculptures to cheer you up.”

“Can you make a big bear?” Kuai sniffed and Bi-Han smiled down at him.

“Anything you want.”

He followed his brother into their room, allowing his brother to try and distract him from his true thoughts.

What did I do to deserve a soulmate who hates me?

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It was amazing how things had changed in the many years since then.

The Lin Kuei as it used to be was no more, and now Kuai Liang was it’s Grandmaster. Bi-Han, his Grandfather, Grandmaster Oniro, Master Hydro and Master Fang were long gone, as well as the other Lin Kuei like Tomas, Cyrax and Sektor. He was no longer condemned to isolation, he could leave the temple for as long as he liked and wherever he liked. He had friends, Johnny, Sonya, Jax and Kenshi, who listened to his problems and he could rely on for any help or support he needed.

And most importantly, he’d finally met Hanzo Hasashi.

It was true, that at first they had been enemies, but that was due to lies and manipulation. Kuai had put aside his own hurt over his brother’s death to offer an olive branch to Hanzo. What were once enemies were now allies, dare he even say friends.

Master Fang would be rolling in his grave, but that was okay because Kuai would be dancing on it anyway.

The awkward thing was, Kuai never told Hanzo about his tattoo. In fairness, Hanzo never mentioned his either. It made Kuai wonder if his name was even on Hanzo’s wrist, or if Harumi would be the only one to ever be in Hanzo’s heart. He didn’t have the courage to ask either. If it truly was still her name on his wrist, Kuai didn’t have the heart to take that away from him. If his name was on Hanzo’s wrist? Well… he had absolutely no idea what to do about that.

Turns out, keeping someone secluded for so many years does not lead to healthy socialisation habits.

Who knew?

Except probably every psychiatrist ever.

He had enough trouble keeping up with his platonic relationships, what the hell was he meant to do in a romantic one? He’d studied his friends relationships a little in the years since. There seemed to be a lot of kissing and while that seemed quite nice, it was the general physical intimacy that Kuai seemed to really crave. The quick touches, putting a hand to someones cheek, holding hands. God after so long alone that last one sounded so scandalous.

Johnny had seen it fit at some point to have “the talk” with him and it went about as well as one could imagine.

It was weird, to realise he actually had sexual urges and that was why certain body parts acted like they did. No one had ever talked to him about this. As much as Johnny’s teachings embarrassed him, he was grateful for them. At least now he better understood how these things worked.

All that was neither here or there however.

What really mattered was his dilemma with if he should say anything to Hanzo.

He looked down at his latest correspondence from the man in question, asking to host him at the Fire Garden’s for a few days. It felt like a good opportunity to bring it up, but he was also terrified. Because despite everything, Bi-Han had been right, Hanzo had hurt him in the past. What was to say he wouldn’t again?

He put the letter in his pocket, and went to find his council to give orders for while he was away.

He’d figure out how to deal with the tattoo situation later.

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The Fire Garden’s were as beautiful as ever. Kuai had been here a few times already, but only on very brief visits that usually lasted a day. He’d always been invited on business before, but this time, he’d been invited for leisure. He’d never really had chance to sit down with a cup of tea and just admire how beautiful it looked.

“I am glad that you could come, Grandmaster Sub Zero,” Hanzo softly said as he took the cup of tea that he had just poured for himself.

“And I am glad you invited me, Grandmaster Hasashi,” Kuai replied, accepting his own cup of tea. He forgot what Hanzo had said it was, but it wasn’t one he was familiar with.

“Well, I thought maybe you would appreciate the break from work,” Hanzo claimed, watching Kuai intently as he took a sip of his tea. Kuai still wasn’t sure what flavour it was, it wasn’t something he’d ever tried, but it was light and fruity, very pleasant. “According to Takeda, Frost is always texting him saying you need a vacation.”

“To be honest, I think Frost just wants me out of her hair for a few days so I stop nagging her,” Kuai laughed. “I am glad to hear she is still in contact with Takeda though, I believe it has helped her reservations over the peace pact.”

“Admittedly I was a little skeptical, but Takeda seems to enjoy talking with her,” Hanzo admitted, his eyes flicked over Kuai’s shoulder. Kuai took a look behind him, spotting a certain Special Forces team approaching. “I suppose you can ask him yourself,” Hanzo added, before waiting for the team to get close enough, and greeting them with “good afternoon”.

“Good afternoon, Grandmaster,” Takeda replied with a bow, “I hope we’re not interrupting, but as we came in, some of the guards were asking if I could ask you to go and talk to them about a minor problem they’ve come across.”

“Ah, I see.” Hanzo turned his attention to Kuai, “do you mind if I go and check what they need?”

“Of course not,” Kuai replied with a confident nod.

“Very well,” Hanzo push himself to stand, but before he went, “Takeda maybe you and your friends can keep Grandmaster Sub Zero company.”

“We’d love to,” Takeda replied, a little too readily if Kuai was being honest, and looking at all of them, they all had strangely impish looks on their faces. They were definitely up to something, and it seemed to involve Kuai Liang.

“Excellent, hopefully I won’t be too long,” Hanzo announced, patting Kuai’s shoulder before he went off to find his guards. Kuai felt his breath hitch at the contact, that was the first time Hanzo had really touched him outside of combat. Why did this make his heart race so much? It was just his shoulder.

As he left, the four went to sit around the table with him, and despite Kuai being a little suspicious of them, he decided it was a good time to ask Takeda how he and Frost were getting on.

“So, Grandmaster Hasashi tells me you are still in contact with Frost?” He asked, outright ignoring the look on Cassie’s face. He may not be good a reading social situations, but he’d seen the same look in Frost’s eyes enough to know she was craving chaos and about to cause mischief to get it.

“Oh yeah, it was rough at first but I think I’ve won her over.” Takeda looked around briefly before leaning in and lowering his voice. “Between us, I’m also having a lot of fun teasing her about how we’re going to be step-siblings soon.” Takeda had a huge grin on his face, and Kuai suddenly realised that suspicious feeling had not been misplaced.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Kuai claimed, trying to look away and putting his hand on his cheek.

“Oh well, we just couldn’t help but notice you and Grandmaster Hasashi have been getting a bit closer lately,” Jacqui replied in a sing song voice. Kuai felt himself going a bit hot, he wasn’t aware their growing friendship was that obvious to those on the outside.

“Yeah, I mean, we can’t help but wonder if Grandmaster Hasashi is your soulmate or something,” Cassie provided, leaning forward and placing her head on her hands. She was looking at Kuai knowingly. She had never seen his tattoo, he was sure of that, but she was related to the one person who had and knew the name on it.

“Jonathan told you?” He asked in a horrified tone, not wanting to really convey how betrayed that idea made him feel.

“Nope,” Jin cut in, “but you just did.”

Kuai felt his jaw fall open as he realised what they’d just done. He cursed himself for falling into such an obvious trap. He was mad at himself for that, but at least he knew Johnny had not betrayed his confidence. He really should have known, for as much a gossip as the man was, when it came to the important things, he was surprisingly tight lipped.

“That was mean,” Kuai just about managed to get out, despite how childish it made him feel.

“I knew it,” Cassie claimed, giddily looking at him with big eyes. “How long have you guys been together?”

“We’re not-“ Kuai felt himself getting flustered. Oh god, what if Hanzo comes back and hears this? He did plan to bring it up while he was here, he really did, but not like this. “Please, he doesn’t know.”

“What?” Cassie exclaimed, far too loudly for Kuai’s liking. “How have you not told him?” She hissed before her face morphed into a confused look. “How has he never said anything to you?”

“That is part of why I’ve been reluctant to bring it up,” Kuai admitted, running his knuckles with his thumb. “I’m not even sure if my name is on his wrist or if it’s Harumi’s.”

Everyone looked at Takeda, who immediately realised everyone thought he’d know the answer, just shook his head at them all.

“He’s always wearing arm guards or long sleeves, I’ve never managed to look at it.” He rubbed the back of his head. “To be honest, I figured it wasn’t any of my business, because he’d tell me if it was.”

“But mine is?” Kuai dryly pointed out.

Takeda gave a sheepish grin, “I blame Cassie.”

“I also blame Cassie,” Jacqui added, holding her hands up in defeat.

“I blame me too,” Cassie agreed, before glancing over at Kung Jin.

“Eh, I didn’t really care who your soulmate was, I just wanted to know if my gaydar was on point.” He lent backwards looking triumphant that he’d somehow correctly guessed Kuai’s sexuality. “Although, I do hope you know how to keep yourself safe, because one gay man to another, I wish someone had told me some of the shit I learnt through trial and error.”

“I-“ Kuai hesitated slightly, not sure if Kung Jin was going where he thought he was, “are you trying to have the safe sex talk with me?”

“Well someone has to,” Kung Jin said with a shrug. “Now, condoms and lube are essentials-“

“Kung Jin, please do not go any further, I am already aware of safe sex practises,” Kuai interrupted in what felt like one long breath, waving his hands a little in front of his face. Jin had a shit eating grin on his face over how flustered Kuai seemed to be. “I hate to tell you, but Jonathan beat you to that talk several years ago.”

“Ah, you got to see the powerpoint presentation too?” Cassie quipped and Kuai gave her a pleading look to move the conversation away from that particular topic. He still remembered the embarrassment when Johnny loaded it up, and judging from Cassie’s sympathetic look she had a similar experience. “Anyway, this is off topic, regardless of what name is on his wrist, you really need to tell him what name is on yours.”

“I know,” Kuai said quietly, glad that the topic had moved on from his potential sex life. Not that his soulmate tattoo was an easier topic to talk about. “I want to, I just don’t know how.”

“Maybe ask him about his first?” Jacqui suggested, “then you can sort of tell him without saying it yourself if he shows you it’s your name?”

“That… is a good idea.” Kuai thoughts about it, it did feel a little less scary. “Thank you, Specialist Briggs.”

“No problem but uh-“ Jacqui was looking behind Kuai as she finish with “we should probably shut up about it for now cause he’s coming back.”

Indeed seconds after Jacqui said that, Hanzo had indeed come back up to the table, taking a seat next to Kuai. As he sat down, he rested his hand on Kuai’s shoulder again, and Kuai only just about managed to hold in the strangled whine stuck in his throat. After the discussion they’d just had, somehow this second touch stood out even more than the first.

“I apologise for that, but hopefully everything is sorted,” Hanzo stated with a smile. His face dropped a little when he saw Kuai’s face. “Is everything okay?”

No! Your hand is on my shoulder and I’m about to cry because of it!

“Yes, everything is fine,” Kuai answered, not realising how quick and desperate he sounded. Hanzo didn’t look convinced, but seemed to choose not to question it.

He also didn’t remove his hand from Kuai’s shoulder, and Kuai wasn’t sure why but he hoped Hanzo wouldn’t stop.

“So,” Kung Jin said in a drawn out tone, “what’s this about Mr Cage and a powerpoint presentation?”

Both Kuai and Cassie groaned in union.

“Powerpoint presentation?” Hanzo questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“Apparently Mr Cage has a sex ed powerpoint presentation,” Takeda informed him and Kuai almost wanted to die from how casually it had come out. “Apparently Cassie and Grandmaster Sub Zero have been his victims on this.”

Hanzo was looking at Kuai with a mix of concern, pity and amusement and Kuai wasn’t sure which one of those was worse.

As Cassie scrambled to change the subject, Kuai could tell he was possibly in for a lengthy explanation.

As if he didn’t have enough he needed to talk to Hanzo about.

----------------------------------------------------

“So Cage really made you sit down and listen to a presentation on sex?”

Kuai threw his head into his hands. He really didn’t want to talk about this, least of all with Hanzo. Even if they now were in Hanzo’s private quarters and no one else would hear them.

“I was sheltered,” Kuai explained with a whine, really wanting this torture to end. “In his defence he had my best interests in mind.”

“I can imagine the Lin Kuei’s education on such things was lacking,” Hanzo agreed, and Kuai had to stop from laughing bitterly. Lacking was an understatement, non-existent was more like it. “He did go over things like consent as well, didn’t he?”

“Yes,” Kuai said in a high pitched and exasperated tone. “He went over that quite throughly actually.”

“Good, good.” Hanzo nodded and sat down opposite Kuai. “Are you okay? You’ve seemed distant since this morning, and I don’t think the reason is related to Johnny’s teaching methods.”

Kuai paused, he hadn’t realised that he’d been acting different, he’d tried to not let on how turbulent his thoughts were. He knew this was his chance to ask Hanzo about his soulmate tattoo, yet somehow those words just wouldn’t come out. He wasn’t sure which of the two possible answers scared him more.

“Kuai Liang,” Hanzo softly prompted, and Kuai realised it was the first time he’d ever heard Hanzo refer to him by his real name. Seconds later, it was accompanied by Hanzo reaching over and placing his hand over Kuai’s. “Whatever is bothering you, you do not need to deal with it alone.”

His understanding and kind tone was not helping Kuai’s internal struggle. Would he be the same if he knew the truth? Or was all this a way to get Kuai to lower his walls before he struck? No. Hanzo won’t hurt me. He had to remind himself that Hanzo was not the monster the Lin Kuei painted him to be. He had proven repeatedly that he wasn’t. So why did those words stick with him so much?

“I have just been thinking a lot about my soulmate tattoo lately,” Kuai admitted, not sure how to continue the conversation.

Hanzo softly sighed, “I see.” He pulled his hand back, and it took everything in Kuai to not just beg Hanzo to put it back. “Is it the mark itself that perplexes you or the person who’s name is on your wrist?”

Kuai tried to study Hanzo’s face, looking for clues of if he knew that it was his name that was causing the problems. His face was impassive as ever though, Johnny called it a resting bitch face. It was always so hard to tell how much he knew or what he was thinking about the situation at hand, now so more than ever.

“If I am honest, it is both.” Maybe he could wrap his enquires about Hanzo’s tattoo by questioning how they work. “I’ve had mine since I was young, but, I have reason to believe that the person on my wrist doesn’t have my name on his. Is that normal?”

“Why do you think he doesn’t have your name on his wrist?” Hanzo asked, his face remaining impassive, but his voice had an edge to it that made Kuai pause. He knows. He knows it’s him, shit I said too much?

“We have known each other for some time and he has never mentioned it.” Kuai was trying so hard to keep eye contact with Hanzo, but he hated every second of it.

“Have you told him?” Hanzo asked, and despite Kuai’s best efforts he winced at the question.

“No. Because he has never brought it up, I am afraid of what he’ll say,” Kuai admitted, finally giving in to his urge to look anywhere except Hanzo by looking at the floor instead. “I can’t tell how he’ll react, and like I said, I’m not even sure if I’m his soulmate, even if he’s mine.”

“If his name is on your wrist, yours is on his,” Hanzo sagely told him. “What is his name? Maybe I can help you.”

It’s you, you moron!

Kuai felt his brain ordering him to just tell Hanzo, to let him know that it was his stupid name on Kuai’s stupid wrist. Yet that just would not make it’s way to Kuai’s voice. It would be so easy to just lift his sleeve slightly and show him the name, yet he couldn’t even bring himself to do that. How did I become this pathetic?

“W-What about your tattoo?” Kuai suddenly managed to completely deflect. “I mean, I assume that Harumi’s name is on your wrist.”

“It was,” Hanzo confirmed quietly, and Kuai couldn’t help but notice the deliberate use of past tense. He finally looked back up in time for Hanzo to say, “her name faded and disappeared some time ago, however.”

He said nothing more on the subject. Nothing about if he’d gained a new tattoo, nothing that even so much as hinted he knew he was Kuai’s soulmate. He knew it. Hanzo didn’t have his name on his wrist.

How fucking cruel was the universe to give him a soulmate who would never love him back?

“I see,” Kuai choked out, trying desperately not to just burst into tears in front of Hanzo. If he already didn’t look completely pathetic, he would if he just started bawling. “Thank you, this has been helpful.”

“Kuai Liang-“

“Please excuse me, I need to get some fresh air,” Kuai managed to force out as he all but jumped to his feet, and made for the door.

“Kuai Liang!”

He didn’t look back as he half jogged down the corridor. He needed to get out of here before he completely lost control of himself. He heard Hanzo calling after him a couple more times, until Kuai made it to the outside world and make a break for the trees.

Once he was far enough and could no longer hear Hanzo calling for him, he lent back against a tree. Slowly his legs gave out and he slid down to the floor. Hot tears rolled down his cheeks, as he failed to contain the floodgates as began to sob uncontrollably.

Why was he reacting like this? He already thought this was the answer. He was a warrior who had been through hell and back, so why was he crying like a spoilt child who hadn’t gotten his way?

Why did this hurt so much?

He didn’t know, he just placed his head on his knees, trying to mute his own cries.

----------------------------------------------------

Kuai carefully walked on top of the wall, placing one foot in front of the other. The walls along the edges of the Fire Gardens were far more sturdy than the ones around the Lin Kuei temple, more lovingly cared for and kept rather than being allowed to crumble to rubble. It made it easier to traverse, but it wasn’t quite as fun as the challenge of jumping over gaps in the walls.

Still, it was enough to just help empty his head. If he was concentrating on keeping his balance, he wasn’t thinking about his heartbreak.

From the distance, he heard crunching leaves and footsteps approaching him. He looked up to see Hanzo making his way through the trees. He stood still on the wall, watching apprehensively as Hanzo walked over to him.

“Kuai Liang,” Hanzo greeted, keeping his voice low. They were far enough away that they wouldn’t interrupt any sleeping Shirai Ryu, so he wasn’t entirely sure why Hanzo was speaking so quietly. “I have been looking for you. My guard’s said they saw you around the perimeter, and were concerned for your well being.”

“I’m fine,” Kuai assured, turning his attention back to traversing the wall. “When I was a child, I used to sneak out at night and walk on top on the wall around the temple. Now I just use it as a way to clear my head.”

Hanzo made an affirmative sound, and Kuai realised he had begun walking alongside him, although on the floor rather than the wall.

“I am sorry if I said something earlier that upset you,” Hanzo continued. His eyes were trained out Kuai, almost looking like he was waiting to catch Kuai if he fell. “It was not my intention to do so.”

“You didn’t upset me,” Kuai lied. He knew he was lying, no doubt Hanzo knew he was lying. He couldn’t admit that he was however, because it would lead to having to explain why Hanzo’s words had hurt him. “I just have a lot on my mind.”

“About your soulmate?” Hanzo questioned, and Kuai nodded. “Maybe I am just old and ignorant, but, why can you not just talk to them?”

Kuai stopped on the wall. He’d never really talked about his treatment within the Lin Kuei with anyone other than Johnny. Everyone knew he was sheltered, and it had left him being very socially awkward, but they didn’t really know the extent of it.

“Hanzo,” Kuai started, the name feeling odd and foreign coming from his mouth. Given Hanzo had been calling him by his first name however, he figured that meant it was okay for him to do the same. “You know how I’ve always said that I was sheltered?”

“You have, yes,” Hanzo agreed.

“That actually rather downplays how I was treated,” Kuai admitted, looking towards his feet and starting to walk again. “I was almost completely isolated. I wasn’t allowed to interact with the majority of people within the clan, most of the time, I wasn’t even allowed outside of my room, let alone the temple. The only person I was ever supposed to really interact with were the elders, my Grandfather and Bi-Han.”

“What?” Hanzo hissed in a horrified tone. “You mean, you were basically a prisoner with them?”

“In a way I guess.” Kuai had never really thought about it like that. But aside from when he’d sneak out, when had he ever been able to see the wider world? The very first time he’d left was to attend the Mortal Kombat tournament in Outworld and avenge his brother, and even then he was never supposed to have done that.

“Why would they do that?” Hanzo questioned. Another glance at his face, and finally that impassive mask had cracked, and his eyes were wide and his teeth bared.

“My soulmate. They recognised his surname, and knew he was an enemy of the clan.” Kuai reached to rub at his wrist. Sometimes he cursed this damned mark. He was sure his life wouldn’t be that much better if he didn’t have it, but he might not have been separated from everyone. “In an attempt to stop me from ever meeting him, they decided to hide me away from the world.”

“That… Is awful,” Hanzo whispered in disbelief, tints of anger coming through as well. “I mean, don’t take this the wrong way, it explains a lot, but it just makes it even worse.”

“The stuff with me not knowing what to do about my soulmate and having to have the sex talk with Johnny?” Kuai questioned and Hanzo gave a affirmative grunt. “I think they also disliked the fact the name was masculine, so they didn’t want me finding out about sex.” Hanzo gave him a questioning look. “Some of the elder’s used to call me names, that I am loathe to repeat. I used to hate them calling me them, but I didn’t understand why until I asked Johnny about them, and he told me they were derogatory terms for homosexuals.”

Hanzo inhaled sharply, “so they isolated you, and then shamed you for simply being yourself?”

“Yes, pretty much.” Kuai rubbed the back of his neck. “I know now that there is nothing wrong with being homosexual, but sometimes those words and that fear of judgement and hatred comes back to me.”

“What about Tomas? You were friends with him weren’t you?”

“Yes, but we were not suppose to be.” There was a leaf on the wall, that Kuai gently kicked off. “Both he and Cyrax used to sneak into my room to help me. They were the only contact I had with anyone within the walls. I think Bi-Han asked it from them, to stop me from being completely shut off.”

“I would ask why you never tried to run away, but I know what the Lin Kuei did to deserters.” It was well known that no one left the Lin Kuei alive back then. Kuai had no chance of ever escaping, because even if he did, his unfamiliarity with the wider world made it difficult. He only made it to Outworld with Tomas’ help. “Did you ever think about running to try and find your soulmate.”

“I was scared of him,” Kuai admitted, quickly looking to see Hanzo’s reaction. It was blink and you miss it, but Hanzo recoiled, like that hurt him personally to know. It made Kuai reconsider once more if Hanzo knew or not. “Everyone I ever interacted with told me that if we ever met, that he’d hurt me, and I had no choice but to believe them.”

“Do you still believe that?”

Hanzo sounded desperate, like he was scared of the answer to that question himself.

Do you know? Do you know it’s your name written on my body?

He kept looking Hanzo in the eye as he sadly admitted, “I don’t know.”

There was a cold and awkward silence, and now Hanzo looked like he was going to be the one to cry. Kuai wanted to comfort him, but he didn’t know what he was sad about. That Kuai could be afraid of his soulmate or that Kuai was still afraid of him?

“Maybe, we should call it a night,” Hanzo finally stated, before holding his hand out to Kuai Liang. “It’s late, and you look like you need sleep.” Kuai nodded, although he hesitated about taking Hanzo’s hand. He closed his eyes and took the chance, letting Hanzo help him off the wall. “Thank you for trusting me with your past. While I wish none of that ever happened to you, I am honoured that you feel safe enough to have shared it with me.”

“Thank you for listening,” Kuai replied, smiling softly. Despite the lingering fear, and the voice in his head that sounded like Bi-Han screaming at him to run, he really had felt safe enough to talk about these things with Hanzo.

As they made their way back to the main cabins, Kuai wondered if maybe it would be safe to confess the truth after all.

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It was amazing how much better you could feel after a good sleep.

The late night walk along the wall and getting so much of his past and fears off his chest helped Kuai fall asleep fairly quickly. He was thankful for that, as it meant he now had a lot clearer head facing the issue still at hand.

He had joined Hanzo for breakfast, where he hadn’t mentioned their encounter last night, but it was clear it was still also on his mind. The small talk had lead to them deciding to do some light stretches, just to keep them both on their toes should an emergency happened.

Hanzo’s stretches were a little different than Kuai’s, not having the flexibility Kuai did, so when he brought a leg up it stopped around his hip. Kuai’s leg on the other hand, went up and beyond, until it was perpendicular with his body. He didn’t think anything of it until he heard Hanzo make a strange gasping sound. A glance over revealed him looking rather flustered.

“Is something wrong?” Kuai asked, wrapping an arm around his calf to really help stretch the muscles of his leg.

“I- uh- Had no idea you were quite that flexible,” Hanzo admitted, his eyes locked on Kuai’s leg like it had unlocked some deep secret within himself. “That’s quite impressive.”

“Well, there’s not really much need to lift my leg this high on the battlefield.” He had a few high kicks in his arsenal, but they were quick and often people missed it. “And we’ve never trained together like this before.”

“I suppose that is true,” Hanzo agreed. Kuai kept his leg up, feeling strangely flattered from the way Hanzo’s eyes were trained solely on him. “How do you even go about learning how to do that?”

“I had a lot of time where I was left completely alone, had to find a way to entertain myself somehow,” Kuai admitted, finally letting his leg down. No point showing off. “Discovered I was naturally kind of flexible, so just kept pushing myself bit by bit until I could get it all the way up.”

Hanzo hummed, looking strangely disappointed that Kuai was no longer doing it. “So are both legs that flexible?”

“Yes.” To prove the point, Kuai repeated the action with his other leg. He did briefly wonder if Hanzo was just trying to prompt him to do it again. He did seem to enjoy it a little too much the first time.

Unfortunately he’d been a little less careful this second time around, and for the first time in years, he felt himself wobble and lose his balance. Even as he let his leg down to try and regain control, he began to fall. He put his arms in front like that would shield him. Only instead of falling flat on his face, he found himself cushioned by something soft.

It took him a little too long to realise said soft thing was Hanzo’s chest, and the other man had in fact caught him.

Hanzo was warm, and his arms were wrapped around Kuai’s torso like if he let go, Kuai would just keep falling. It was the most physical contact Kuai had in years, or at least gentle contact outside of the battlefield. He felt himself begin to shake, overwhelmed by just how cozy it felt to be held by Hanzo like this.

“Are you okay?” Hanzo asked, and Kuai looked up enough to see the way Hanzo gazed down at him. Soft and gentle. All Kuai could do was make a soft whining sound. Hanzo chuckled and said. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Kuai didn’t want to move, this entire situation was incredibly embarrassing but just having Hanzo hold him like this was so very nice. He was surprised that Hanzo hadn’t tried to pull away himself yet, or otherwise push him away. Instead he felt Hanzo run a hand down his spine, and it only made him shudder harder.

“Kuai Liang, have you- have you never been hugged before?” Hanzo asked in a serious tone as he very slightly readjusted their positions so Kuai was standing slightly straighter.

“My brother used to,” he admitted, letting Hanzo guide his head to rest on his shoulder. How had this situation gotten even more intimate with that action he has no idea. “But that was when I was very little.”

Something about that made Hanzo’s grip tighten ever so slightly. Kuai had a feeling it was to try and still the tremors a little, and indeed the longer they stood like this, the less all consuming Kuai began to find it. He was still shaking, but not as bad as it had been. Kuai was so glad no one was around to see him being so weak.

He tried to stifle the whimper when Hanzo finally moved back. Kuai wanted so badly to follow his body, but his brain wouldn’t let him. Hanzo didn’t take his hands off, though one did come to rest against Kuai’s cheek. Without thinking of what he was doing, he nuzzled into the touch. Realisation hit him like a ton of bricks, and his wide eyes looked over at Hanzo with horror. Hanzo on the other hand, was just smiling softly like he was pleased that Kuai had done that.

“You know, there is something I’ve been meaning to show you,” Hanzo claimed softly, and Kuai’s brain went into overdrive of what it could be. “Come with me.”

He didn’t really get to compute the order before Hanzo was taking him by the hand and guiding him along to their new destination.

----------------------------------------------------

Whatever Kuai was expecting Hanzo to show him, it certainly wasn’t an entire bathhouse.

Kuai knew that they were a normal thing in Japan, but for some reason he hadn’t expected there to be one within the Fire Gardens. There were natural hot springs around somewhere, Hanzo had already told him about those, but an actual bathhouse?

“I had it built because the hot springs are off limits for the majority of the clan as their temperature can’t be regulated,” Hanzo explained as he began to strip off his clothes in the changing rooms. Kuai knew to follow suit, but trying to remove his belt while his hands were shaking was so much was harder than you’d think. “It gives my students somewhere to relax and bond.”

Kuai hummed in agreement, although internally he was wondering why his stupid belt buckle was suddenly the most complicated piece of kit he’d ever worked with. He felt Hanzo’s hand touch his shoulder and he jumped and looked at him.

“Relax, I have requested that no one else be let in. It will just be us.” If he was being completely honest, Kuai wasn’t sure if that made it better or worse.

Still he steadied himself and finally managed to undo his belt. Happy that Kuai was okay, Hanzo let go and continued to remove his own clothes. The second Kuai removed his underwear he grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his waist. He glanced over at Hanzo to see he was also in a towel. Kuai looked down at himself, and realised that like this, his soulmate tattoo was on full display. He awkwardly put his arm behind his back to try and hide it.

He followed Hanzo through into the main baths. It was roomy, and really nicely decorated, and Kuai had to admit he could definitely see how this would be a beneficial addition to the Fire Gardens.

He did feel himself falter when Hanzo removed his towel and began to enter the water. Kuai took a deep breath, let his own towel fall away and entered the water as quickly as he could. He knew this was normal to Hanzo, but Kuai hadn’t been naked around anyone else since he was a child. Part of the reason he liked to walk around shirtless was because suddenly he had nothing restricting him from doing so, but this was a step he hadn’t really made it to yet.

Hanzo settled down in the water, and Kuai awkwardly sat next to him. He tried to ignore the steam rising off him, but it was very noticeable. Hanzo was smiling at him, looking rather amused by it all.

“Sorry,” Kuai said feeling ashamed.

“Don’t be, it’s cute.”

Ah. Cute? Kuai didn’t think anyone had ever described him as cute before. He laughed nervously, worried that his awkwardness was off putting but Hanzo didn’t look phased at all.

Kuai decided it was best if he just tried to relax, leaning back against the edge of the pool and trying to concentrate on how nice the warmth felt on his muscles. Next to him, Hanzo also relaxed, although a lot more splayed out that Kuai was. It actually made Kuai realise he wasn’t relaxed at all and despite leaning back he was still completely rigid.

Kuai glanced over to Hanzo. His eyes were closed, and the smile on his face was one of pure bliss. It was actually nice to see the normally strict Shirai Ryu Grandmaster so at peace. Given the things he had been through, he deserved these moments of respite.

Kuai’s eyes trailed along Hanzo’s arm, although his gaze stopped on his wrist. His left wrist had black text scrawled on in the inside. A soulmate tattoo! So, if Harumi’s name faded, he really did get a new one? Kuai felt hurt that Hanzo hadn’t told him that bit, but maybe he was a hypocrite when he wouldn’t even tell Hanzo about his own.

He squinted, trying to see if he could read the name.

And there, plain as day, was “Song Kuai Liang”.

He looked away quickly, so fast that the water splashed around him. He put his hands over his mouth, and tried so hard to not hyperventilate. Why was his body reacting like this? Practically driving him to a panic attack. Wasn’t this what he wanted?

“Kuai Liang, are you okay?” Hanzo suddenly asked, and Kuai yet again felt a hand on his shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

This was it. The moment of truth, and yet Kuai could not bring himself to say it.

He just about managed to squeak out the words “your tattoo.”

“Ah,” he heard Hanzo softly say.

That hand on Kuai’s shoulder moved down, looping the arm around Kuai’s waist. He once again resisted the urge to lean into Hanzo’s touch. Hanzo’s free hand reached for Kuai’s left hand, gently pulling it down, and turning it so he could read the name written there. When he saw his own name, Hanzo sighed, and gently pulled Kuai closer.

“I’m sorry,” Kuai whispered, feeling devastated that everything came out in such a cowardly way. “I didn’t know how to tell you.”

“You did nothing wrong, and I’m sorry.” Hanzo rested his forehead against the side of Kuai’s head. “When your name came up on my wrist, it was while we were still fighting. I did not want to believe it then. But you reached out to me, and helped me to heal, even when you didn’t need to. I always thought you were going to bring the soulmate thing up at some point, I figured since you were the one who made that first step to mend our relationship, that you would be the one to make the first move.” Hanzo’s thumb traced the letters on Kuai’s wrist. “It wasn’t until our talk yesterday, that I truly realised why that wouldn’t happen. If I had known all that, I would have said something a long time ago.”

“It’s not your fault, I shouldn’t have been such a coward.”

“You aren’t a coward,” Hanzo assured him. “You are the bravest man I know. This was a sorry situation, but in a way, a part of me is glad things happened like this.” Kuai frowned, unsure how this situation could in anyway be good. Soon he found Hanzo’s hand on his chin tilting his head until they were face to face. “I got to know you first, rather than rushing in because of destiny.” Hanzo lent in closer. “I got to see the beautiful man you are, and I got to fall in love with you because you’re you, not because a name on my wrist told me to.”

Kuai’s heart was racing as he took in what Hanzo had just said. I got to fall in love with you. He wanted to cry, after so many years fearing that he could never be loved, here was Hanzo, baring his heart, and admitting to loving him.

Kuai lent forward, pressing his lips against Hanzo’s. He knew there was more to kissing that just this but he didn’t know what it was. He just knew in that moment, he had the overwhelming urge to do it. He finally pulled away, realising he may haver overstepped a boundary somewhere along the lines. However, the way Hanzo was looking at Kuai, like he was something to be in awe of, it let Kuai know he had done nothing wrong.

“The Lin Kuei treated you so terribly because of me,” Hanzo said in a regretful tone. “Please, allow me to make up for all those years you were neglected.”

Kuai nodded enthusiastically, before letting Hanzo kiss him once more. He twisted his body to be more comfortable, fully facing Hanzo. Hanzo’s hands never left his body, as they trailed up and down, feeling every curve, every muscle and every scar on his body. It was amazing how tender those hands could be, even after a lifetime of battle. Kuai never wanted this touch to stop.

Hanzo pulled away from the kiss, only to dip low enough to press him lips against Kuai’s neck. Kuai’s breathing hitched. He wasn’t sure what to do with his own hands, except to wrap his arms around Hanzo’s shoulders. In this position, Hanzo was able to lift him up and out of the water, placing him on the edge of the bath.

It was around then that Hanzo’s hand trailed up the inside of Kuai’s thigh, clearly aiming for somewhere far more intimate.

“May I?” Hanzo asked, his hand hovered just below, not wanting to continue without Kuai’s express permission.

“Yes, please,” Kuai gasped, finally realising how hard he had gotten. He’d had this reaction to things before, but never quite this intense. He wasn’t quite sure what Hanzo would do, but as long as those hands stayed on him, he could do whatever he wanted and Kuai would lie back and accept it.

He whimpered when Hanzo’s hand wrapped around his cock. He began to caress it, careful not to put too much pressure. He was firm but delicate, his movements slow and purposeful. It felt so much better than any time Kuai tried to relieve himself. Hanzo just seemed to know exactly what to do to send shockwaves up Kuai’s body, leaving him trembling.

“It’s okay, don’t hold back,” Hanzo encouraged, Kuai hadn’t been aware he was holding back. Until Hanzo twisted his hand and Kuai let out a very loud moan. Kuai bucked his hips upward, and Hanzo softly chuckled at his sudden eagerness. “What else do you need?”

Kuai wasn’t sure. He realised he could be selfish in this moment, just request Hanzo to lavish him in adoration, but he didn’t feel right doing that. When he looked down, he saw that Hanzo was as erect as Kuai was. He knew what he wanted then.

“Can I- Ah-“ He wasn’t sure how to word his request. “Touch you too?”

He very briefly winced at the request, realising he was already touching Hanzo with his hands still around his neck. Thankfully it seemed Hanzo understood what he meant, as he reached for one of Kuai’s hands, and helped guide it down to his own cock. He closed Kuai’s hand around it, and begun to stroke up and down, showing Kuai the technique.

Kuai had not been the fastest learner as a child, but with age he began to realise that was more poor teaching than anything he himself did. Case and point, Hanzo didn’t have to guide him through it long before he let go and let Kuai go at it himself.

He lent forward to kiss Hanzo again, the other man welcoming his kiss. Kuai tried to not let himself get distracted and keep up his hand movements. He knew his efforts were appreciated when Hanzo moaned against his lips while thrusting into Kuai’s hand.

But Kuai could feel himself nearing a climax. With every stroke of Hanzo’s hand, he could feel himself starting to loose control. He wasn’t sure whether he should warn Hanzo, or if he should try to keep himself under control.

“It’s okay Kuai Liang,” Hanzo whispered against his lips. “Like I said, don’t hold back.”

It was like those words were a command he had to follow no matter what, because seconds later, he was cumming all over his own stomach. Even as he tried to chase the aftershocks by thrusting up into Hanzo’s hand, he tried to keep going with his own movements on Hanzo’s cock. It was when Kuai had nothing left to give that Hanzo also came, his cum also pooling over Kuai’s stomach, as well as his hand.

Hanzo kissed Kuai’s forehead and whispered “do you need anything else, my love?”

Kuai almost got hard again from just being referred to so sweetly.

“Just, hold me, please,” he begged, earning another kiss and Hanzo crawling up onto the edge to pull Kuai close to his chest.

“I will never let you go.”

Kuai practically purred. He couldn’t believe how foolish he’d been, to think Hanzo would reject or hurt him. With his head on Hanzo’s chest, he could hear his steady breath and heartbeat. For the first time in his life, he thought maybe the soulmate thing hadn’t been a curse after all.

“Jonathan is going to be so disappointed that we didn’t use a condom,” Kuai absentmindedly pointed out, loving the way he could feel Hanzo’s chest heave as he let out a rumbling laugh.

“I think he’ll let us get away with it this one time,” Hanzo assured him.

Kuai smiled and allowed himself to truly bask in the knowledge that Hanzo Hasashi loved him.

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pls share some of your spn fic recs 🥺🥺

ok, a few things first:

followers and mutuals who do not have supernatural brainworms, kindly avert your eyes

i don’t normally rec or even read much fanfic any more but this is a CRISIS ok (cont.)

there is so. much. content for deancas out there and i have incredibly high standards, several ancient ao3 bookmarks, can speedread, and want to spare you guys the experience of wading through it all.

i also have a section for spn femslash since I was pretty into that back in the day (sadly a lot less fan content for this :/)

I don’t really like au’s or pure smut (I honestly usually just skim or skip those scenes) so if you’re mainly looking for that kind of thing this probably won’t be very helpful to you. jsyk.

i’m not great at describing stuff but i’ll do my best, i’ll also try and add tw’s when neccesary.

i wil try and keep updating this with any other decent fics i find, feel free to rec stuff too since i’m like 7 years behind.(edit 1/25/21) this is getting looooong so i’m going to start making another list on my spn blog rather than update this one

(edit 1/3/21) since this has gotten pretty long i’ve added rating/approximate word counts and marked my particular favorites with an asterisk.

Dean/Cas fic:

So Says The Sword*** - explicit/85k. FUCK its good...au/time travel where dean is not pulled out of hell by cas and says yes to becoming the michael sword. honestly could serve as an alternative to actually watching the show, if you want to get into dean/cas without actually doing that to yourself.

Fata morgana.* - teen/6k, pst s9 finale. very bela centric and i love it, she finds cas looking for dean in hell.

Redemption Road -misc/600+k. an incredibly long fic from a collaborative writing group back in the day. canon divergent from the end of s6 on, has a cool take on godstiel and the leviathans, as well as the lovecratian mythos connection. ngl when i reread it i only made it about 28% in but imo the casual reader can actually stop around there, the rest concerns a lovecraftian apocalypse that is still good (i think i don’t remember it very well) but not required to enjoy the first half. if you prefer i have an ebook version i can send you on gdrive.

Someone Who's Feeling For Me* - mature/45k, s12. they run into lisa braeden and dean thinks cas is into her while cas thinks dean still likes her. treats lisa way better than the show ever did and the miscommunication is pretty funny rather than annoying.

a turn of the earth - mature/95k. time travel fic where cas from s10 keeps showing up in deans life from a few years before s1 to right before the hellhounds take his soul. slow burn, good character study, and at one point cas punches the dad in the face and it rules.

On the Wings of War - teen/85k, canon divergent s5. dean accidentally becomes the Horseman of War. plays fun, fast and loose with biblical lore, michael has some rights.

Named - mature/95k, alternate s5. EXTREMELY blasphemous in a fun sexy way. manages to predict metatron almost to a T. there’s one major character death and its literally jesus christ, everyone is very sad about it and it sets the rest of the story rolling. an alternate interpretation of cas’ mission to raise dean from hell which had me on the floor. ngl its kind of misogynistic at points, but its from 2010 and tracks with late oughts-2010 spn (sorry anna the author did you dirty here:/).

The Girlfriend Experience - explicit/15k. uhhh i don’t normally rec or even read smutty stuff unless someone i know is specifically asking for it but this has stuff like sam trying to be a good ally and dean thinking holding hands with cas is ‘kinda gay :/’ minutes after having gay sex with him.

i crippled your heart a hundred times - explicit/19k, s8. cas confesses his feelings and dean spends a long time getting his head out of his ass about it. truly hits different after the actual confession, despite being written six years early it feels like its actually what could have gone down more or less if the writers weren’t talentless demons who hate us.

My Roots Take Flight** - mature/125k. reverse au where cas is a hunter and dean’s an angel...OR IS IT???? an alternate retelling of s4. tw for briefly being set in a psychiatric hospital/the hospital being mentioned somewhat frequently throughout the fic, plus more references to torture in hell and heaven than usual.

The One Thing You Can't Lose* - teen/4k.you know those posts about how cas is a super-strong super-tough ancient warrior but he just lets dean tug him around because he likes it? thats it thats the fic.

Hands, From Which All Things Are Built - teen/14k, post s8′s ‘goodbye stranger.’ cas is on the run with the angel tablet but keeps in touch with sam and dean by text, he and dean still manage to be terrible at Actual communication.

Autrement, Danger - or, The Account of an Exceedingly Long Day - mature/30k, post s11. a monster that takes the appearance of your soulmate leads to some wild miscommunications and dealing with years of repression, also dean gets to see cas’ true form which is always cool. tw for non-graphic mentions of underage sexual assault/sex work.

Down to Agincourt - mature/explicit/900++++k, endverse continuation. endverse!cas survives his encounter with lucifer and discovers another time-displaced dean from s7. i’ve only read the two of four parts but its really good, veeeeery slow burn, has a lot of fun oc’s and takes a rather surprising but (imo) entertaining and intriguing turn into Hellenic history and mythology. usual tw’s for endverse/endverse!cas but nothing graphic, it’s actually pretty light-hearted (relatively speaking of course).

Nothing Equals the Splendor** - explicit/8k, THEE finale fix it fic you’ve been waiting for! posits that the entire final episode was just a (very bad and lame) djinn’s vision.

like moses and batman and james dean - explicit/31k, post s8. explores dean’s trauma and internalized homophoba from his technically canon experience with sex work and its impact on his relationship with cas. the sex work itself isn’t really shown in any detail but it’s still a relatively heavy fic.

Crazy Diamonds - explicit/25k, s4/alternate s14. fresh-out-of-hell dean and dean from 10 years in the future are displaced from time and sent to each other’s present.

where the weeds take root - explicit/30k. au where the men of letters kick them out of the bunker and they accidentally move out into the country, get over their codependence and semi retire. featuring chicken coop building, sam volunteering at a dog shelter, gardening, and blissfully mundane domesticity.

No Resting Place - teen/6k. djinn dream fic, switches back and forth between cas’ dream of being married to dean and retired from hunting to the aftermath when he wakes up. tw for brief mention of suicide since, y’know, djinn dream.

any port in a storm - mature/52k. post s8 finale. cas and dean have to pose as a couple going through a rough patch for a case and actually deal with their emotional baggage, cas struggles with being human and metatron is up to stuff.

all this and heaven too* - explicit/7k. in the author’s own words ‘...a love letter to every trans person who ever projected onto Dean Winchester.’ absolutely unzipped me emotionally and theologically, its just. so good. tw for very brief mentions of internalized transphobia/dysphoria.

Because it is* - mature/6k, finale fix it. killing chuck does not bring back anyone back and the winchesters spend a very long time dealing with what they’ve lost, cas and dean SOMEHOW still manage to have signifigant communication issues even after the confession. tw for suicidal thoughts/brief attempt.

Vena Amoris and Other Old-Fashioned Bullshit* - teen/4k, s6. when cas fell for dean it automatically soulbonded/angel married them, shenanigans ensue when dean finds out during the angel’s civil war. funny and actually written back when s6 was airing so cas is still (or at least pretending to be) kind of an OP asshole which is fun.

Rinse, Repeat - teen/3k, s8. angsty character study of cas as he’s reprogrammed and trained to kill dean. not really dean/cas since its just cas’ pov of canon events but its beautifully written and ends with him snapping out of it through the power of love (also now a canon event!).

Emergence - explicit/59k, canon divergent after s11. dean meets a hunter he only recognizes as their friend claire novak’s missing father, but soon realizes he might be the answer behind the mysterious void in his memories and feelings (aka everyone’s memories of cas are completely wiped away for three years).

Cuckoo And Nest - explicit/10k, early established relationship/character study, cas tries to figure out how he fits into dean’s life and space in the bunker.

Build a Home* - teen/20k, canon divergent s12. sam and eileen are cute and turn the bunker into men of letters/hunters hq and everyone but cas moves in, mutual miscommunication issues and pining ensues.

Down in the River - teen/5k, early s8, cas prays to dean in purgatory while sam and dean try to figure out a way to get him out.

Teaching Poetry to Fish* - mature/52k, ?? BC through the entire series/canon divergent s14 and 15. retelling of crucial scenes throughout the shows timeline from cas’ pov, feat. actual fish and poetry.

the minor fall, the major lift - gen/4k, post confession/finale fixit. dean goes into the empty to save cas and runs into several old friends (and enemies).

With the Kisses of His Mouth* - teen/3k, gen later seasons. dean and cas keep kissing by accident.

Remaining Grace - explicit/109k, alternate s6. au where cas asks dean for help with raphael and dean, of course, does. tw for temporary major character death/semi-graphic depictions of alcohol withdrawal.

The face of heaven.* - teen/10k, au, dean is a regular guy and cas is a fallen star (think ‘stardust’, kinda).

Stories Are Made of Mistakes* - teen/5k. newly human cas has trouble getting used to a human body and humanity in general, but still figures out that he and dean are A Thing before dean does.

Hurry Up And Wait - mature/21k, canon divergent s12. a fairyland and quite possibly LOTR related case comes up and dean goes full fanboy, mary is introduced to the wonders of the peter jackson adaptions, many references and comparisons (including between cas and dean’s ‘friendship’ and arwen/aragon). also charle is still alive and has just been doing fairy stuff this whole time.

There Are Many Things - explicit/28k, s9. cas is extremely lonely/touch-starved and trying to figure out this whole human thing, as well as where he and dean stand after being kicked out of the bunker.

It's A Long Life to Always Be Longing - teen/40k, post s11 finale. amara helps dean by putting him in a magical coma so he can finally get some much needed rest and show him possible futures for him, sam and cas. meanwhile sam and cas go on a roadtrip (or several) to find componets for a spell to wake dean up. really good sam and cas friendship, they actually talk about their shared lucifer trauma and stuff.

Non-Photo Blue - gen/2k, s4/5/alternate s5. fifty moments from cas’ memories of dean.

Tall Grass - explicit/57k, canon divergent post series. cas becomes the ultimate plant dad. feat the wayward sisters gang, cathartic character growth, fun oc’s, domesticity, and lots of actual botanical info-dumping.

on vessels - no rating/gen/2k. established dean/cas, cas tells dean about how he used to imagine what it would be like to have him as his vessel.

search for tomorrow on every shore* - teen/11k, post-finale (extremely derogatory). some angels in jack’s new heaven act out and dean gets temporarily resurrected in 2003 and runs into his younger self.

Architecture of the Minotaur’s Heart - explicit/45k, very canon divergent post s1. dean’s new house seems to have a life and mind of its own, while in his dreams he sees glimpses of a world and apocalypse that never came to be and an angel that looks strangely like his mysterious neighbor, cas. loosely inspired by the book house of leaves (which i highly recommend for fans of weird horror).

The Distance Of The Setting Sun - explicit/17k, post s5. established dean/cas relationship, team free will finally takes advantage of cas’ abilities to go on vacation around the world.

diamond star halo - teen/5k, s11. dean lets cas use him as a temporary vessel while he recovers from rowena’s spell, sam is a long-suffering third-wheel.

Make Known** - teen/16k, s6/7. dean struggles to understand how cas could have become his enemy and whether he ever truly knew him in the first place.

blunt little instrument* - mature/1.4k, post finale. dean finally confronts his father in heaven, very cathartic.

my heart a compass*** - teen/10k, post confession. the empty forces cas to re-experience his most regretted moments while dean tries to snap him out of it and bring him home.

A Crash Course in Someone Else's History - teen/11k, s6. cas from the very start of s4 is brought forward in time by s6!cas to distract the brothers from his and crowley’s plans.

The Cuckoo Father - mature/8k, s7 au. the woman who found cas in the river post-leviathans does not marry him bc he was sent to her by god or whatever, but actually identifies him as jimmy novak and sends him back to claire and amelia.

The Dead Dean Clause* - teen/5k, post alt s5 ending. team free will celebrates surviving taking down lucifer by getting blitzed, cas lies to a cop and gets an impromptu driving lesson. title/description sound dark i know but it’s actually very funny and light.

Suck It, Judy Garland - mature/20k, s12 (after the ‘i love you...i love all of you’ episode). cas and sam have to pretend to be a couple for a case and dean is NOT happy about it.

By Daylight and In Dream - teen/16k, s5. pre-dean/cas, dean invites cas to use his dreams to hide from the other angels. tw for very brief mention of a memory/dream of alastair sexually assaulting dean.

The Five People You Meet in Heaven - mature/22k, post-canon. an actually happy (if sometimes bittersweet) heaven endgame written several years ago, though some details are rather eerily similar to the show’s ending.

heaven is a place on earth* - teen/2k. dean’s pov of some of the times cas left him behind throughout the show, and one alternate ending where he finally gets to stay.

I Cleanse The Mirror - teen/20k, alternate s6. dean’s body is stolen by an ancient elemental and his soul has to hitch a ride in cas’ vessel.

an exploration of gender; angelic*** - mature/4k. *oscar isaac voice* lets get into angel gender politics!! aka cas is trans.

Zenith - explicit/33k, s9. after 9x06 an angry witch curses cas with the ability to see supernatural beings and human souls.

La cucina. - gen/3k, alt s9. dean goes wild helping a newly-human cas find out what kinds of food he likes, or the early s9 domesticity we deserved!

Dean Winchester, Cocksucker at Rest***** - teen/7k, post-finale. john and mary finally come over for dinner and john reacts to dean/cas in a rather predictable fashion. SOOOOOOOOO good omg, its so funny and a little sad and very very cathartic. part of a series that has a few other really good short fics.

The Way You Didn't Go - teen/5k, s15. coda to 15.09, dean has nightmares about the moc!cas timeline.

On Drowning - teen/28k. dean saves cas after he nearly drowns, they both try and deal with the physical/mental fallout (aka the fic where thee iconic “you only touch me when you think I’m dead or dying” originates). tw for realistic depictions of drowning/triage/misc medical information.

The Thirty-Six Questions That Lead to Love* - mature/13k. claire has dean and cas pretend to be her gay dads for a case and they play the titular 36 question game, get mistaken for swingers, and birdwatch, among other things.

Assorted F/F stuff:

Deep Breaths* - mary/ellen, au where mary said no to azazel’s deal and let john stay dead, still becomes a milf.

Like Rebel Diamonds - krissy/claire, they become hunter gf’s on the hunt for cas to kick his ass for taking jimmy. not-so-stealth dean/cas as well.

To Ash and Bone - anna/ruby, same author as the previous fic (p much all of her stuff is good from what i recall). au where ruby is a witch and helps anna when she’s cursed.

Holy Clockwork Angels - jo/ruby, STEAMPUNK au with very cool worldbuiilding.

At Day's End - jo/anna (my fucking KINGDOM for more jo/anna content, the dean/cas parallels are allllll there), au where they are both at the camp in the endverse and gfs.

these posts - ok so not actually a fic but i’m now obsessed with this hannah/meg dynamic.

Tagelied - mary/ellen, the true story of how ellen got into hunting before angels interfered.

Hell's Bells** - meg/abaddon, alternate s8/9 where meg survives crowley’s attack with sam’s help and teams up with abaddon (who she has a sk year old crush on) to take back hell.

The Ecstasy of the Rose - anna/ruby, anna travels back in time to escape heaven and becomes a signifigant part of ruby’s old human life.

Angel Underground - anna/jo, kind of an urban fantasy au with a very intriguing premise (sadly its very short, i’d love to see more if this ‘verse).

Clover, Flame - billie/mary, billie was always the reaper that showed up to take mary after her death(s) over the years.

Drag Me To Heaven - anna/ruby, a variant on the ‘last night on earth’ thing with dean.

Come Home* - jo/anna, canon-divergent au where anna is the new waitress at the roadhouse and helps jo set up a (probably not really) haunted house for halloween.

#if you told me i'd be doing this in 2020 three weeks ago i'd have laughed in your face :/#deancas #supernatural #fic recs #spn femslash #destiel #fic #the alie tag #spn posting

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your brain is so big and sexy‼️ your writing makes my mouth froth‼️ could u write some smut headcannons for big boy eren yeager? im in love w ur writing plS ㅠㅠ

please i love u sm wtf

and omg tysm for requesting for eren,,, i spend hours just watching edits of him and levi i am: in Love. i hope you enjoy this <333

nsfw under the cut! eren’s aged up, my loves! i listened to west coast and meet me in the pale moonlight by lana del rey, but both slowed, while writing this, and idk why it fit so well? anyways <3333

i have a feeling that even timeskip eren is the farthest thing from experienced, so it’s more than likely you’ll be taking a lot of his firsts. but he’s a very diligent and determined person in general, so he definitely makes up for it with his enthusiasm.

however, once the awkwardness and hesitant stage is over,,,

i wouldn’t go as far as saying he prefers oral giving over receiving, but he truly is in heaven in between your thighs. maybe it’s an ego thing, but he adores hearing his name leave your lips breathlessly and endlessly, loves to see the way you arch your back or twist your fingers in his hair. and when you try to push him away but his mouth stays latched onto your cunt? holy shit.

while on the topic of giving oral, he wants you sitting on his face, or hoisting you up against the wall, your legs perched on his shoulders. he loves the way you slowly and eventually give into him, trusting him to hold you up, or noticing how you no longer hold yourself up and you’re just pushing your cunt down against his mouth shamelessly. he loves it!!!

he does love to receive oral too. i think it’d make him a little shy the first few times he did it, or the first few times you offered. he still would never really initiate it, but he never declines. he doesn’t fuck your throat, per se, but he can cum in seconds if you deepthroat him. he will unintentionally thrust up into your mouth and have his cock graze your throat, and yes when he really gets into it, he might grab your hair and push your face harsher and deeper against him, forcing you to swallow more of him. especially when he’s seated, he doubles over almost over at the feel of your warm mouth around him.

in regards to where he likes to cum,,, well

eren probably really likes it messy ngl

so if you’re blowing him, almost always will he pull out and cum on the tip of your tongue, smearing the tip of his cock all along your lips. if it gets anywhere else, he’ll collect it on the tips of his fingers and push them into your mouth

wait i know i’m getting sidetracked but eren definitely has a thing for you sucking on his fingers holy shit. he absolutely just shoves them into your mouth while you two are fucking, or just pushes them onto your tongue to force your mouth open so that you’re drenching his palm and your chin with drool. i’m telling y’all, he likes it messy.

anyways back to what i was talking about. the same way he pulls out of your mouth to see you coated in his cum, more often than not he’ll do the same as he’s fucking you. he’ll pull out till the tip of his cock barely rests inside of you, spilling all over your inner walls. but because of how he isn’t really inside of you, it so easily seeps out of you, which then he’s given the courtesy of fucking it back into you. this is so filthy im so sorry.

eren’s an ass man. can’t convince me otherwise. of course, he loves titties, can kiss and suck at them for days, but the ass,,,

it’s not even sexual at this point he just likes groping you in general

i also believe eren’s a huge kisser during sex. like he’s always either sloppily kissing all over your mouth, sucking on your tongue, both your lips glossy cause of the saliva. or he’s serenely kissing you, both hands cupping your cheeks as he fucks into you at a steady pace, so deep, not insanely fast, not teasingly slow

honestly? he’d be more willing to sub than dom. it’s not that he’s not a top, because he definitely is, it’s more that he’s willing to sacrifice control than enforce it on you, you know?

wait one more thing. you know that face grabbing thing that some do during sex? like your eyes are rolling back and your face is red and your mouth is hanging open, your tongue slightly lolling out and you’re so far gone? at that point eren would absolutely adore just grabbing your face with one hand, squishing your cheeks together. you just look so pretty like this beneath him. like i said, he’s definitely a top,,,

this is already so long should i talk about his kinks

im gonna talk about his kinks

praise kink! huge praise kink! he loves to praise you, loves you praising him! tell him how good he feels, how he’s perfect for you, and he’ll tell you all about how pretty you look beneath him/on top of him like this, how well you take him, such a good girl...

dumbification kink. he’s not going to explicitly degrade you and call you stupid, or stupid for his cock specifically, but he loves seeing how so visibly your kind hazes over, how you willingly let him do anything to you because you trust him all that much

dacryphilia. it ties into dumbification. he does not want to hurt you, he just likes seeing you so overwhelmed with pleasure that tears start to fill your eyes, slipping down your cheeks. it’s not a sadism thing, honestly, it’s more of a guarantee that yes, you’re enjoying yourself this much.

edging, but on him. please, he would so be into getting edged, even to the point of hours. i don’t know why, but i’m so sure of the fact that he’d like being reduced to such a mess, begging and sobbing for you to let him cum, his cock, so swollen and full, leaking so much precum, the tip nearly purpling. he just adores it when that band finally snaps and he’s able to let go; it’s incredibly satisfying

voyeurism, but only in the sense that he wants to watch you pleasure yourself. he strikes me as someone that is very possessive of their partner, so he wouldn’t want anyone else to see you in such a state, only him. but he really does get off to watching you, like so much.

marking. again: possessive. he loves marking you in any possible way, which means whether it’s from his bruising grip on your waist and hips or his lips and teeth sinking into every other part of your body.

choking, but him receiving it. he will never lay a hand on you, and he’d never trust himself to ever choke you. but your hands are so small in comparison to all of him that the pressure around his throat is barely there, but it feels nice. like he’s all yours.

that being said, he wouldn’t be into impact play at all. nothing that involves every hurting you like i said.

okay im so sorry this was so long clearly i have too much to say this is embarrassing

#attack on titan x reader #attack on titan smut #aot x reader #aot smut #eren x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren yaeger x reader #eren smut #eren jaeger smut #eren yaeger smut

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BnHA Chapter 292: You Say Jeans

Previously on BnHA: Horikoshi was all “well anyway here’s that Touya reveal I foreshadowed like a million years ago, viva la 2020.” Dabi was all “hello world, I’ve killed 30 people and today I’m going to explain to you all why” before he proceeded to explain ABSOLUTELY NOTHING but everyone was so distracted by his tale of child abuse and hero conspiracies that they didn’t much seem to notice. Can’t Ya See-Kun’s Shark Friend was all “IS THIS THE END OF HERO SOCIETY AS WE KNOW IT”, and Horikoshi was all “STAY TUNED”, and then Dabi set himself on fire and leaped off of Machia’s back like the chaotic evil, I-just-bleached-all-my-brain-cells weird little fire man he is, ready to burn everyone to crispy bits before they could even react properly to his whole big revenge speech. Fortunately he did not succeed on account of THE RETURN OF THE JING, THE JOAT, BEST FUCKING JEANIST, back from the dead by popular demand in what critics are calling “the best fucking comeback since Jesus himself.”

Today on BnHA: Best Jeanist snatches up Machia and the rest of the League with his fiber steel cables before you can say “more like BEAST JEANIST amirite.” Dabi gets all worked up and lights Hadou on fire which is a real JERK MOVE, and is all “THIS RIGHT HERE IS ALSO ENDEAVOR’S FAULT”, which, NOT SUPER CONVINCED ON THAT, BUT OKAY. Anyway so then he burns up all the cables holding him which is crazeballs btw, and then he and Shouto start fighting, and so basically the whole thing is a literal hot mess and we’ll see how that goes. Meanwhile Tomura wakes up and summons some Noumus, and poor Jeanist has to deal with those on top of the still-attempting-to-rampage Gigantomachia, and everyone else is all “we can’t help you on account of we’re all half dead”, and so it’s looking really bad. And then -- and I can’t stress enough how much I don’t even have the faintest idea how to segue into this next part -- the chapter ends with Mirio!?! just sort of POPPING UP OUT OF THE GROUND all, “SURPRISE, BITCH”, and it literally was so surprising that I am still just kind of speechless. WELL-PLAYED, I GUESS, lol wtf.

lol okay so the first page in the RHA scan is just the “three musketeers” movie promo image that we all already saw a few days ago. but it does confirm that (a) it is indeed a movie, and (b) that it’s set for a summer 2021 release! how exciting

okay so now back to our special Dabi edition of Making a Murderer

“ray of hope” oh hell yes. SAVE US MR. JEANIST

I guess he had a TV in his private hero jet or something?

gotta say, “dammit Dabi” does not even remotely sound like Authentic Best Jeanist Dialogue to me though. gonna need Caleb to see to this. well but what do you guys think? does Best Jeanist curse?? I personally feel like he’s one of those guys who NEVER EVER swears no matter what, except under the most hilariously trifling circumstances. like he’s eating an avocado one day and he accidentally stains the cuffs of his beloved jostume green and he’s all “FUCK”

btw how fucking rich is Best Jeanist though that he has his own fucking plane? the thought just suddenly occurred to me, you know? like even Endeavor, whose agency has its own on-site luxury apartment suites for all of his interns, still drives around in a dinky little car that Bakugou has declared to be too small. which, I guess we know why he felt that way now, seeing as the guy he previously interned with apparently gets around in Jeans Force One

anyway so back to the part where Jeanist shows up to save the day!! YEAH JEANIST WOOOOO

ILU JEANIST YOU REALLY ARE THE BEST!! HUGS AND KISSES!!!

lmao we just saw Gigantomachia take out like a hundred guys not ten chapters ago. and Best Jeanist shows up and takes him down in like two seconds. HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM APPLES LEAGUE OF VILLAINS. BET YOU’RE WISHING YOU’D TAKEN HIS QUIRK NOW, AFO. GET FUCKED YOU OLD SPUD

KACCHAN IS SO HAPPY TO SEE HIM AWW

SIDE NOTE, IIDA, YOU AND I ARE GONNA HAVE WORDS LATER ABOUT YOU ACTUALLY AGREEING TO PUT HIM BACK DOWN. YOU DO UNDERSTAND THAT THIS CHILD IS STILL DRIPPING BLOOD ALL OVER THE PLACE FROM HIS MULTIPLE STAB WOUNDS, RIGHT? WAY TO ASSERT YOUR AUTHORITY THERE. I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE CLASS PRESIDENT NOT THE CLASS CLOWN, COME ON NOW

LMAO DABI IS FRANTICALLY TRYING TO DO THE PLOT MATH

SHOULDA CHECKED MORE CLOSELY MY GOOD MARK. LOOKS LIKE YOU MISSED THE “MADE IN CHINA” STICKER ON THE BOTTOM. YOU HAVE BEEN BAMBOOZLED. OR ACTUALLY, I GUESS THE MORE ACCURATE WORD HERE IS JAMBOOZLED, AHAHAHAHA. JEANS

HOLY SHIT DABI

I legit almost thought that was Tomura for a second. you two look so alike now with the white hair and the crazy eyes

meanwhile, Shouto is still crying and it’s a lot to take, you guys. lotta feels

ffff come on Jeanist you better do something awesome again here, the mood of the chapter is starting to slip now

YES, GOOD, THAT’LL WORK

WELL YOU TELL ME, SPINNER. I GUESS THAT MEANS BEST JEANIST IS OFFICIALLY THE STRONGEST CHARACTER IN THE SERIES NOW. SORRY I DON’T MAKE THE RULES

ffff now Spinner is trying to wake Tomura back up. nah, how’s about we not do that

OH MY GOD HADOU YESSSS

MY GIRL OUT HERE WITH THE “NO THANK YOU” BOUT TO CURBSTOMP THE BIG BAD WITH HER QUIRK KSFHLKLK WHO HERE HAD “HADOU SAVES THE DAY” ON YOUR WAR ARC BINGO CARDS, YOU LOVE TO SEE IT!!

HEY!!!!

fucking son of a... fffkfkff... someone please reassure me that fire isn’t Hadou’s weakness. someone. anyone. also could someone please dial an ambulance and send them to Horikoshi’s house. but not just yet. first I’m gonna need you to wait about fifteen minutes or so while I take care of some things

well all right then, Dabi. so you wanna go on then and explain to us all how this, too, is somehow Endeavor’s fault?

oh I see, you’ve decided that since he’s responsible for “creating” you, everyone you hurt and kill is in truth really being hurt and killed by him! well now, that sure is convenient as fuck I guess

(ETA: that’s a nice effect with the panel sides getting all warped by Dabi’s quirk though, just noticed that.)

amazing how quickly you used up that sympathy card my guy. Shouto please kick his ass, I’m fucking done lol, you can all sort out the rest in therapy later

CAN SOMEONE PLEASE DIAL BACK DEKU’S EMPATHY STATS JUST A LITTLE BIT, HOLY --

“TODOROKI-KUN IS HURT THE MOST”, HE SAYS, WITH HIS ARM BONES SHATTERED INTO LITTLE TOOTHPICK-SIZED PIECES. I MEAN, HE’S PROBABLY TALKING MORE ABOUT MENTAL ANGUISH GIVEN THE CONTEXT HERE, BUT STILL. THAT’S ENOUGH HEROICS FROM YOU ALREADY FOR ONE DAY

NOOO JEANIST

LOTS OF SMOKE IN THE AIR RIGHT ABOUT NOW AND MY BOY’S STILL DOWN A LUNG. GOD DAMMIT

“if the number one suffers a total loss here, this country will fall to pieces” well okay, real talk though, I think the “country falling to pieces” part is pretty much unavoidable at this juncture. you all are just gonna have to try your best to pick up those pieces after the fact and see what you can do with them. if I were you I’d be less worried about the number one’s reputation and more concerned with the half-dozen child soldier interns who are still on the field and very much at risk of being burned to death should you suffer that “total loss.” please try to keep it together here for them

OH FOR FUCK’S

I really thought RockLockRock was gonna come into play here. USE YOUR QUIRK TO LOCK THE ROPES IN PLACE YOU DIP!! if he seriously just sits there and does nothing when his quirk could be the deciding factor I am cancelling his useless ass cute kid or no cute kid shfkjdls

(ETA: is he even there?? did he and Manual just hightail it out of there?? “well good luck, children.”)

also, we’ll put this aside for now to perhaps speculate about later, but what’s with Tomura remembering his dad’s house yet again in that far right panel?? and being itchy again?? I still have yet to fully work out the psychological mechanisms at work as far as his itchiness goes, so I’ll admit this is intriguing to me. it seemed like it was connected to his decay quirk, but then why is it acting up again now. what is this lol

yuh oh

forgot about these guys. looks like these heroes aren’t having such a fun time

oh fucksticks

excuse me ma’am but I don’t like this. you do know that my kids are all there, right. all burnt and impaled and broken-boned and the like. well except for Iida. he’s fine still. BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I FEEL LIKE WATCHING HIM GET TORN APART BY FOUR HIGH ENDS, WTF

HORIKOSHI YOU MOTHERFUCKER I SWEAR TO GOD

god fucking... okay look. Horikoshi. you win, okay!? congratulations, you win, this is your show and we’re all just sitting here at your mercy. fine. go ahead and just kill off everyone ever, then!! what am I even gonna do about it. stop reading?? fuck

this whole thing really went from zero to fucked before I could even blink huh. I really thought this was gonna be a turning point chapter for the heroes. shows what I know I guess??

meanwhile this motherfucker is just SCREAMING

ngl, if I wasn’t currently terrified on account of things suddenly taking such a drastic turn for the worse, this would be the coolest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Jeanist my man, I hype you up like it’s my job because you are the greatest fucking meme character in the history of time, but make no mistake, you are also highkey WORTH ALL THE HYPE AND THEN SOME

seriously, though. don’t fucking mind him you guys, he’s just standing here in the coolest pose of all time taking on Gigantomachia all alone with one fucking lung because the substance pumping through his veins is COLD-BLOODED LIQUID DENIM, and DENIM FEELS NO FEAR

Best Jeanist really needs to get his own theme song. -- oh my god I just finally thought of a title for this post. lmao and it’s the dumbest thing. omg

MEANWHILE THE TODOROKI BROS ARE OFF IN THEIR OWN DRAMATIC LITTLE FIRE WORLD

which one do you think is the Mario and which is the Luigi. well, but I mean, Dabi clearly thinks that he’s the Luigi though and that’s why he’s so mad. nobody wants to be Luigi. what a life

THAT’S IT, SHOUTO!! POINT OUT ALL OF HIS HYPOCRITICAL BULLSHIT, I WANT ANSWERS

JUST TO CLARIFY, IT’S THAT NATSU, NOT SOME OTHER NATSU!! SO WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF!!

OH, WELL IN THAT CASE

BUT OF COURSE. THAT WOULD MAKE IT ALL WORTHWHILE, holy shit. okay I’m just gonna go ahead and say it, Dabi is a piece of work. I really thought this arc would make him more sympathetic at long last, but it seems like it’s doing just the opposite?? this is like an anti-redemption arc. I don’t relish the thought of venturing into the fandom tags once I finish reading this lol

(ETA: well folks, I’ve done it. and actually it was pretty interesting because there are apparently like ten different things that people are mad about, and so it’s like. each post is a new adventure lmao.)

so Shouto is all “BRUH HAVE YOU COMPLETELY LOST IT” and Dabi is all “YES”, basically? like, he says he’s completely lost his feeling for anything. omg. but you were so sweet. how does that even happen

“finally I can kill you” okay for real what the heck is your damage bro?? can we not. I like Shouto just the way he is, un-killed

oh shit and now the Noumus are here

cue Bakugou diving in to save his mentor, STAB WOUNDS BE DAMNED!! actually it would make more sense for it to be Iida, but if Kacchan is really fixin’ to go full Shounen Dumbass here then he might as well go all out, y’know

-- unless of course, Deku decides to activate another quirk??

“last I checked, the main character of this series was still me” OH? WELL I SUPPOSE THAT IS TRUE, SO PRAY TELL, WHAT HAVE YOU GOT LEFT UP YOUR SLEEVE YOU SUICIDAL BRUSSELS SPROUT

fucking love how he’s all “HAHAHA WITH MY NEW QUIRKS I CAN STILL DO STUPID SHIT EVEN WITH MY ARMS AND LEGS GROUND TO A FINE POWDER” btw. what can I say. Deku gonna Deku

FMMFHDKUHK W H A T

HOLY SHIT. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. WHAT THE WHAT. QUE THE FUCK

(ETA: okay look, all the love in the world to the brave scanlators who take time out of their lives to translate the leaks every week just so we can read the chapter a couple of days early like the addicts we are. that said, translating Mirio’s signature “POWER!!” -- which was already written in English in the original scan -- to “POG-CHAMP” is just a whole new level of wtfuckery from them lmao. is the Lida person back at it again?? amazing.)

MIRIO!?!?! SHOWS UP TO SAVE THE DAY?!?! POGS HIMSELF UP OUT THE GROUND TO BEAT THE NOUMUS LIKE IT AIN’T NO THING. JUST LIKE WE ALL PREDICTED!? I’M SORRY, DID YOU NOT SEE THAT COMING?? YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOUR DAILY HOROSCOPE FROM ASTROLOGY DOT COM DIDN’T HAVE THAT ONE IN THE CARDS?? WAS IT NOT OBVIOUS?? TODOROKIS PLUS BEST JEANIST EQUALS MIRIO??

hot damn. Tintin really saw the writing on the wall with the impending Dabi Discourse and was all “NOT SO FAST” lmao. “HERE’S A BRAND NEW THING FOR YOU ALL TO DISCOURSE ABOUT” MIRIO YOU WILD CHILD. YOU GLORIOUS THUG

MEANWHILE LET’S NOT FORGET WHAT MIRIO HAVING HIS POWERS BACK ACTUALLY IMPLIES. HOLY SHIT. SUDDENLY WE CUT BACK TO ALL MIGHT’S OFFICE, ALL THE WAY BACK AT UA. ERI BRANDISHES HER TOKOYAMI-GIFTED BUSTER SWORD, A DETERMINED GLEAM IN HER EYE. “I HEARD YOU WERE TRYING TO HAVE A GIRL POWER ARC WITHOUT ME.” OH. MY. GOD

#bnha 292 #best jeanist #todoroki touya #dabi #todoroki shouto #midoriya izuku #hadou nejire #toogata mirio #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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wonwoosthetic · 3 years ago

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listennnn to meeeee its such a shame i didnt showed interest in other groups but since 2020, I've been:P,,,,,, one good thing happened in my life n also i just discovered mark's (ofcourse u know from nct) ideal type is someone who has long black hair AND GUESS WHO haS LONG BLACK HAIR-bsdjdjdndj 😩

,🦄😑 WHO DO U LIKE THE MOST IN NCT n also mention must listen songs by them (only if ur not busy-) KBYE

It’s never too late!!!! One of the great things I learned about getting into kpop is that it’s truly never too late to get into a group and learn about them☺️ yes, you might not be there for comebacks and such, but now you can look back in all of the amazing things they’ve done!🤗

OH, YOU LUCKY LUCKY HUMAN BEING!!💕😫

If you’re in your Mark hours, let me help you out:

This video haunts me in the best way possible😮‍💨

For NCT I need to get into the subunits bc THERE ARE TOO MANY OF THEM!

So,

NCT 127: Taeyong, Doyoung, and Yuta

NCT Dream: Jeno and Jaemin (Mark is getting to me, slowly but surely)

Wayv: 😮‍💨 this group… okay… Kun (1000000000%), WinWin, and Xiaojun

and Sungchan😫

THEN, must listen to songs (for anyone who hasn’t listened to them yet):

From Home (MY ALL TIME FAVOURITE, I CRIED SO MUCH WHEN I LISTENED TO IT FOR THE FIRST TIME, IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL AND ALSO THEIR PERFORMANCE AT MAMA😭😭)

Make A Wish (I have to admit to this absolute banger bc it was one of my most listened to songs of 2020 and I fell for Taeyong HARD😫)

BOOM (sooooooo good)

gimme gimme (ngl, my inner wannabe director and cinematographer is probably the reason because I’m in love with the editing of the mv - it’s by the same guy who directed God’s Menu and Back Door by Stray Kids which I also love soooo😬 and many more!!)

BOSS (it’s addicting)

Regular (I’ve listened to this SO MUCH!!)

We Go Up (I don’t normally like poppy songs but this one is chef’s kiss)

Baby Don’t Like It (idk why but it gives me 90s/2000s vibes and I love it)

Talking about the 90s: 90s Love (SUNGCHAN!!! Let’s not talk about the like 2 words my man WinWin got😒😑)

Nectar (… it feels illegal but I love it)

Staying with Wayv: Take Off (BRO HOW COULD SOMEONE NOT LIKE THIS SONG)

Starting with one of my faves and ending with one: WITHOUT YOU (if you need a bit of nostalgia, listen to this!!! It really makes me want to drive a car down the highway with the rooftop down, shouting a top of my lungs while the sun goes down. I love it so much)

Thank you so much for asking🥰♥️

#🦄 anon #nct faves

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simp-for-mha-men · 4 years ago

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𝕚 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 (𝕜𝕒𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕚 𝕓𝕒𝕜𝕦𝕘𝕠𝕦 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣)

Request by @loxbbg: Drummer Bakugo x Lead singer Reader (ngl saw a TikTok and couldn’t help it) and they have a really lowkey relationship and the reader is singing bad romance and she goes up to Bakugo and is basically like singing to him he like drops his sticks mid play and kisses her sending the crowd crzy and there other band mates (the rest of bakusquard) are like called it

A/N: If anybody asks, this isn’t one of my biggest fantasies. Also, no, I didn’t listen to Bad Romance a couple times before this to try and nail the ‘ole Tik Tok high note. Anywho, I love this idea! Enjoy this trainwreck of a concert!

Genre: female reader, musician/band au, swearing cause it’s Bakugou, established relationship, pg-13 due to some vulgar-ish things and a suggestive ending, the fans losing their minds over you and Bakugou 💥❤️

Word count: 2.8k

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“You are such an asshole,” you groaned, pushing your boyfriend on the couch.

“You are such a bitch,” he growled, pulling you onto to his lap to engage in a messy make-out session.

It was the U.A. International Music Festival, and your group, known as The Chaos Crew, was headlining the event. Today was the first performance, ushering in the exclusive guests who paid extra for V.I.P. status. To say the least, Katsuki Bakugou, your boyfriend and drummer, was a lot more annoying than usual. Some examples were how the kisses you shared were rougher, the hand holding was almost painful with how tight he squeezed, and the mic checks were filled with intense staring. However, the band didn’t know you two were together, making the situation much worse.

Somehow, your other friends turned bandmates Eijirou Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Hanta Sero, and Mina Ashido agreed to pursue the dream with you when you first offered up the idea. Bakugou took more convincing. He thought you were the most idiotic person on the planet. His superiority complex only became worse when you asked him if he could be the drummer for your new group. He agreed after hearing you beg for a couple weeks straight, which began the slippery slope of flirtatious tension.

Despite you two being together all the time, the flirting wasn’t obvious. Bakugou would notice your skirts when they were just a bit shorter, and you would notice when his shirts when they got just a bit tighter. Neither of you ever let the other one know, though. Both of you despised each other so much that it would be the death of either of you for your secrets to get out.

One day, this changed during a photoshoot for your first magazine article. A rival band, known as The Pros, was at the shoot, and their lead singer, Deku, was asking you questions whenever you weren’t working. You didn’t mind it. You actually found it flattering how interested he was in your vocal range. However, after watching Deku “flirt” with you, Bakugou dragged you to the green room.

Slamming the door, he turned around and asked, “Are you fucking blind, (y/n)?”

“Excuse me?” you scoffed.

“You heard me. He’s flirting with you for fuck’s sake! Tell him to just leave before I knock it into him.”

His overprotectiveness shocked you. You were more than confused. You weren’t that pretty, so Deku couldn’t be flirting with you. Your hair was well put together, your makeup was done nicely, and you were dressed with just a tad bit of sexiness, but you still looked average. It didn’t add up.

“Deku is not flirting with me,” you replied, rolling your eyes. “He’s just assessing the competition.”

“He’s staring at your tits and waiting for your little skirt to flip up,” Bakugou replied, clenching his fist.

“Ugh, stop being so vulgar!”

“I’m being honest, princess.”

Marching over to him, you met his gaze. Waiting for him to continue with another statement, you stood in front of him and didn’t cower under his stare. Instead of getting an earful, you felt pressure on your lips. He kissed you, and you loved it. You loved it too much. He was like a drug, and your first hit left you wanting more.

You ended up spending the next 30 minutes in the green room making out and telling each other how much you hated it. It was true love, and after this experience, you began dating each other in private. Your family knew and so did his, but your bandmates didn’t. At least, you both were in agreement about that.

As time went on, The Chaos Crew began rising in the charts. After releasing 3 number one singles, you started touring and gaining a much bigger fan base. The Chaos Children, or what your fanbase called themselves, began doing every celebrity’s nightmare in a matter of weeks: shipping. The most popular ship within your band was, you guessed it, you and Bakugou. This was a running joke between Denki and Sero, but little did they know it was already a sailing ship. This only made you keep your relationship even more private.

Now, back to the U.A. International Music Festival. The feverish kiss ended, leaving you and your hot-headed boyfriend panting messes. Leaning into him, you nuzzled your face in his neck. You pressed a kiss to his collarbone before stopping to just inhale his scent.

“Since when are you so needy?” Bakugou joked, mocking you.

“Since when did you start acting like a child?” you snapped back.

You yelped, realizing Bakugou had slapped your exposed thigh. Whenever you both were performing, he felt the need to have his hands on you at all times. The band and fanbase, however, couldn’t know about you two. It would be too detrimental to your career.

“When am I gonna see you in my room?” Bakugou asked, rubbing where a red mark was forming due to his slap.

“Tonight,” you coyly replied.

“Oh really? Will you be wearing my favorite little outfit?”

“Of course, I will.”

Suddenly, a loud knock interrupted your rendezvous. Brushing yourself off, you leaped off of Bakugou’s lap and stood up as formally as possible. Of course, you two had snuck off together. You couldn’t just tell everyone you were going somewhere with Bakugou alone. However, you were relieved to hear a familiar voice on the other side.

“Bakugou? (y/n)?” Mina called, waiting for either of you to reply.

“Come on in, babe,” you replied, saying it a little too quickly.

Mina opened the door and smirked when she saw you two. She had her suspicions about the two of you, but they were never confirmed nor denied. She knew she might never get her ship to sail, but she would never tell either of you that.

“What do you want, Bug Eyes?” Bakugou grumbled.

“Not much,” Mina shrugged, “but I have news. We have a schedule change.”

At this, Bakugou exchanged a look with you. A schedule change during the U.A. Festival was like waiting outside of a store for days for a limited-edition item then leaving and never buying it. Someone dropped their act for later that night. There was no other possibility.

“Sero got an update from Shinsou,” Mina stated, “and it looks like Deku broke his ankle from a stunt during their last show. They can’t perform tonight.”

Bakugou smirked, and you punched him in the arm. Ever since the photoshoot, he despised Deku. It was as if they were born to be rivals, which made you laugh a little.

“What’s the plan?” you questioned, knowing that Shinsou, one of the event directors, had already made one.

“We’re taking half of their slot,” Mina smiled, shoving a set list into Bakugou’s hands. “The other half is going to Itsuka Kendo, the new solo artist. She’s going first, and then we’re up.”

“We planning on singing from a particular era?” Bakugou asked, focusing more on the set list rather than the conversation.

“They don’t want us singing our songs,” Mina replied, causing both you and Bakugou to choke on air. “They want us to cover popular music.”

“We have no idea why, though. It’s kind of stupid, if you ask me,” Denki complained, walking in with Kirishima and Sero hot on his tail.

Upon their entrance, the boys came over to give you a hug and congratulate you on the earlier show. It went off without a hitch, and they insisted they give you credit since it was due. However, when a question about you and Bakugou running off came up, Bakugou immediately stepped in and said he wanted to jot down some lyric ideas. A game of playful banter began and went on for about 5 minutes before Shinsou entered the room.

“Well, it’s good to see that our fill-ins are ready for tonight,” he chuckled, walking over to place a hand on Denki’s shoulder. “You guys ready?”

“Obviously,” Bakugou grinned. “How bad can it be? We’re just performing covers. It’ll be just like the old days.”

Immediately, your first performances and venues came to mind. Run-down bars and covers were normal for a few months before getting signed on by Shouta Aizawa, president of 1-A Records. After that, you were able to write your own music and live your dream.

“Yeah,” you chimed in, moving closer to Bakugou, “we can perform the last cover set we did before we got signed.”

“Hell yeah!” Kirishima yelled, pumping his fist in the air. “The Bad Romance Set was always my favorite.”

Everyone was in agreement. Shinsou trusted you all enough to bid you farewell for a few hours before you were called back on stage. The Bad Romance Set was, simply, the best cover set The Chaos Crew ever played. It was a tribute to Lady Gaga, and it celebrated her amazing career. Mina was the Beyoncé to your Gaga on Telephone. Kirishima was the killer guitarist during Shallow. Bakugou was the best drummer on the planet during Bad Romance, the huge finale piece of the set. It was the perfect set to get the crowd hyped and into the show.

Soon enough, the show was about to start. Itsuka was on her last song, a personal tribute to her ex-boyfriend. You were gussied up in all black, sporting a short mini skirt, a low-cut shirt, and a leather jacket. It was perfect. You looked like you could kill anyone that crossed your path, and you probably could. It only attracted your boyfriend even more to the prospect of getting handsy before the show.

“Come on, sexy,” he growled, kissing under you ear. “Let’s do it. We’ve got a few minutes.”

“No,” you responded, pushing him away. “We have to stay focused. You know our ground rules.”

Rolling his eyes, he kept trying and trying and trying. After denying him multiple times, he smacked your ass before sulking away to sit at his drum set on the dark stage. Once he did that, the rest of your bandmates followed his lead and walked on stage. The lights went up, causing the crowd to lose their minds over your presence. Glancing back at your boyfriend, you nodded your head to signal him to start the first song.

The act went wonderful. When you sang to the audience, you could tell the hardcore Gaga fans from the fakes. However, no one seemed disappointed in the set. Everyone thought it was fun and easy to dance to. It was very clear, though, that everyone was waiting on one song: Bad Romance. After 25 minutes of Gaga hits, you glanced back at Bakugou and nodded your head again.

Once the drums began for the final song, the rest of the band chimed in to start the melody. Immediately, the crowd recognized it and sang the opening verse with you. Mina chimed in with her amazing voice to layer your vocals. Sero and Denki had the electric guitar and synth timed perfectly with one another, which only added to Kirishima’s bass. Bakugou, of course, played his drums with passion and never took his eyes off of you.

Once the first bridge of the song arrived, your bandmates began growing with excitement. Your singing ability was always incredible to them, but the first time you nailed the added high note in the final chorus of Bad Romance, they knew you would be their lead vocalist. The moment was fast approaching, and you took the mic from the stand.

Finishing up the second bridge, you walked around to personally serenade each of your bandmates. First, Mina and you made sure to twirl each other, causing her to chuckle just a bit. You sauntered over to Denki, jamming out on an air guitar to compliment his real one. Next, Sero was graced with your presence, and he added a riff to impress the crowd. Kirishima was surprised, and you both exchanged flirtatious winks at one another. However, these actions annoyed Bakugou to no end. His blood was boiling, and his jealousy was rising. He needed to show these extras exactly who you belonged to.

The final chorus began, and you arrived at Bakugou’s drum set. To tease the fans just a bit, you decided you were going to belt the high note right next to your boyfriend. Besides, this entire song was about him and you. This song was the most important one in the whole set because of that. You knew it would give the audience the best reaction and moment to capture on film.

I want your love, and all your lover's revenge You and me could write a bad romance Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Caught in a bad romance

The crowd went wild. A constant chant of “(y/n)” was repeated over and over again and filled the venue. The end of the song was close, and Bakugou’s patience was running thin. You didn’t move, stuck next to his drum set. Whether you were trying to prove a point or your affection for him made his brain hurt. All he knew was that he couldn’t keep it a secret anymore.

“Want your bad romance,” you sang, finishing off the song as dramatically as possible.

Leaping out of his seat, Bakugou threw down his sticks and bounded over to you before wrapping his arms around you. He pressed his lips to yours, claiming you in front of everyone watching. You fumbled with the mic before successfully flicking the off switch and let it fall to the ground. You wrapped your arms around his neck, melting into him. He tapped your hip, signaling you to jump. You happily obliged, basking in the way his calloused hands gripped your thighs.

Screams filled the venue. Fangirls cried about the way Bakugou held you while others cried because he was holding you and not them. Paparazzi snapped as many photos as possible, hoping to capture the best photo that could be put up on TMZ. Parents tried to cover their children’s eyes because they thought the scene was so vulgar. Oh yeah, you guys were definitely going to be trending on Twitter.

In a flash, the lights went dark across the entire venue. The screams didn’t cease, even when an announcement came over the loudspeakers. It wasn’t heard the first time, probably since you and Bakugou broke everyone there. However, speaker volume could be raised, and the announcement could be heard through the crowd on the second try.

“Attention festival guests,” the lovely voice began, “tonight’s performances are over. Thank you for attending the V.I.P. exclusive day. We hope to see you all tomorrow for the first official day. Have a wonderful night and stay rockin’!”

Before groans of protest could be heard, your band was escorted off stage and immediately into your limousine. Your were able to successfully avoid paparazzi, but that didn’t mean you and Bakugou were safe. You had your friends, and they were all nosy in their own ways.

“It was the photoshoot,” Kirishima began.

“Yeah! Come on, you wouldn’t stop glaring at Deku, Bakugou!” Mina grinned.

“We knew you both were together,” Sero smirked.

“Yeah, come on! You think we didn’t notice when you guys would run off to lock lips and do who knows what else?” Denki added on.

Bakugou was more than pissed off. After the onslaught of statements brought to the table, Bakugou effectively shut them up by yelling, “If any of you touch my girl, I’ll your kick your asses. Got it?”

“Whatever you say,” Kirishima replied, flashing a grin and a thumbs-up.

“Just use protection!” Mina reminded, forcing some questionable hand gestures and noises from Denki and Sero.

After 15 minutes of torture, the limo arrived at the five-star hotel. In a matter of seconds, Bakugou had opened the door and picked you up bridal style so he could carry you up to the room. You had all booked the penthouse, since the U.A. Festival was such a big deal. You each had your own room, but you figured you two might have free reign of the whole place for while due to Mina’s previous innuendo.

Once you arrived in Bakugou’s room, he plopped you down on the bed. Smirking at you, he removed his shirt and went to get something a bit more comfortable out of his suitcase. You couldn’t help but look at the beautiful muscles that adorned his body. It made you feel hot and a little flustered.

“Go change,” he commanded, turning around to face you again.

You chuckled and replied, “Oh, come on. You know me.”

You slipped off your leather jacket, bending forward just a bit to let him gaze at your cleavage. He licked his lips and threw down the extra shirt he had grabbed. Walking over to you, he roughly grabbed your hips and pulled your body into his.

Leaning forward, you smirked and whispered in his ear, “I already have the set on. Wanna help me get out of it?”

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lemonietrinket · 4 years ago

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Ready ||| Mark x Reader

Summary: First time hand-holding with a shy slightly awkward bean Genre: Fluff, just pure fluff, please watch your teeth Warning(s): None Word Count: 1049 Theme Song: Who Is In Your Heart Now? - Studio Killers AN: happy birthday to our lil baby lion mark! look hes my babie idc what you say

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While the fire-bright sun dappled through the canopy of skyscrapers and dipped behind the towering monuments, you and your date wove through the people painting the street. Despite the crowds your heart felt so light you could have feared it would float into the sky and join the clouds in late afternoon sky.

Your third date with Mark—the boy you had crushed on for way longer than you’d ever admit—had been a success. With the nerves of the first subsiding and leaving stammers only in its wake, you’d been able to visit your favourite cafe and laugh together, elated as the time swept by. Before you knew it, it was probably best to start heading home. Mark had insisted on walking you back like he had done the past two times (even though the route to his home was in the complete opposite direction) and who were you to stop him? Who would want to hear less of his little giggles and strange anecdotes? You wanted to spend as much time with him as possible and he now had to believe that you were just as into him as he was to you.

Still, just because there was a lot of feelings flying around, that didn’t stop the fact that the precious bean was still awkward and that you were his first in a few departments.

It had surprised you when he’d told you he’d never been on a date with anyone before, his voice tapering away much like his eyes did as you walked away from your front door on your first date. On the second date he had admitted to never having such strong feelings for anyone else before you and your heart had swelled through the laughter.

“I think the camping trip we went on as a whole... group, you know? That was the moment I think I realised but I think it had gone on for longer... like quite a lot longer than that—man, I can’t even remember...”

“Mark that was literally like nearly two years ago!”

His shrug and flushed cheeks had been so endearing you could have swept him off his feet right there and then. But you didn’t, much for the same reason as now.

You didn’t want to make out that you had expectations for him to fill, or for him to regret a single moment, and so you held back on the physical affection until he gave the all clear. Hence, even as the crowd dispersed and Mark remained close at your side where he’d been squished by the oncoming traffic, you didn’t even glance at him, just in case he would interpret it as a signal for him to move away. Even with how close his hand was to yours—so close that they very nearly brushed so many times—you didn’t move yours an inch towards his. Yes, his hands were so sweet and deserved to be cradled and kissed just as much as his cheeks and lips and the rest of him did, but it had to be just right.

Bringing you out of your thoughts, Mark piped up, “Yo, the sun is so nice today.”

“I know right, it’s so lovely. Kind of wish I hadn’t brought an extra layer with me,” you answered, eyes flickering to the hoodie in your hands as your thoughts echoed with ‘but not as nice as you.’

He must have followed your lien of sight as within moments he extended a hand towards you, “Hey I’ll carry it, if you want.”

“Oh, it’s ok! It’s not heavy or anything.”

“Yeah but it’s warm out and you’ve carried it round all this whole time,” he countered, “besides, what sort of boyf—date would I be by making... making you carry...” His words trailed off as the reality of what he’d tried and failed to correct sank in.

While he reeled off apologies, eyes never meeting your gaze and blinking desperately, you smiled softly and offered him reassurance. “Mark, it’s ok! Genuinely, I don’t mind. I like the thought of you being my boyfriend. A lot. So, really, if you want to carry my hoodie you can.”

Relief slowed trickled into his features, puppy eyes brightening as he accepted your jacket and carefully slung it over one arm. “Is it cooler for you now?”

“So much better!” You grinned, exaggerating only a tiny bit.

His gaze finally met yours as he shifted even closer to you to accommodate for a jogger coming the other way. His knuckle met yours, a subtle clash that offered no pain. His skin was startlingly warm, a little rough, but instantly caused you to imagine how it would feel to have your hand in his.

“Y/N, can I hold your hand?” His words pierced the sunny daze you were in. “Only if you want, though, I don’t—”

You moved your hand towards his without hesitation, smile deepening. “Of course, I’m so glad you—ow!”

The two of you yelped and yanked your hands away from one another. After a moment’s pause where you glanced down at your hand and shook it to check it was ok, you couldn’t help but let the bubbles of laughter erupt. “Oh my god, I shocked you I’m so sorry!” You looked back up to Mark whose down-turned face made him resemble a kicked puppy. Before he could utter a single apology and accuse himself of being the perpetrator you stepped back towards him. “It’s alright, come here.”

You slipped your fingers down his palm and laced them with his, this time without the spark, and very nearly cooed out loud at how perfectly they fit together. Feeling him eventually squeeze your palm happily, you began to playfully swinging your coupled hands at your side.

Your easy joy cheered him up no end, and soon you were blessed with his tiny laugh. “We got shocked because of all our attraction to each other... you know, we got that electricity, that spark, together.”

Giggling at him, you quickly realised you should’ve looked away sooner, as when he scrunched his nose it took an immense effort to not kiss him right on the spot.

‘Keep it cool,’ you had to remind yourself in your head, ‘you have all the time in the world. When he’s ready.’

~~~

AN: i feel this weakens by the end but i hope you enjoyed.

i have many markie feels ngl

EDIT: i can’t believe i didn’t notice like several mistakes like... damn i can’t read

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0ffgun · 5 years ago

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The whole point of valentines day is to yell about how much you love someone (at least that’s how I see it) so that’s exactly what I intend to do! I haven’t had this blog for very long but already I’ve met so many incredible people who have all made this place a home for me! I spend a lot of (too much) time on the internet so honestly?? You guys are basically a huge chunk of my life and this is just my way of saying thank you. So here goes -- beware! Lots of messily written and emotional love notes under the cut!

In alphabetical order:

@1akorn: TOP QUALITY TOP QUALITY EVERYWHERE!! Your blog is one of my all-time favourites and I love the fact that we watch a lot of the same shows! Your gifs are amazing and I also love reading through your text posts or your replies on your blog to see your opinions on things. I know we’ve never talked much but I basically just wanted to say I think you’re super cool sghdjs

@akingyouniverse: Hi hi hi! Okay so we’ve never talked but I think you’re fun and I love reading the tags on your posts (I also love seeing Trinity posts on your blog bc there isn’t much content of them around and it makes me so happy!!!!) Anyway yes hi I LOVE YOU hope you have a great day *throws roses through all your windows*

@bldramagalore: Cindy!! Wow can’t believe that if we both weren’t so damn gay we’d already be married by now! Seriously thank you though, we talk most days and you’re always there when I want to talk to you (usually it’s just to scream about Mark or uwma but still!) Ngl I can’t really remember how we first became friends because it just feels like I’ve known you FOREVER and that’s so comfy and wholesome. My favourite part of my week is when we yell about shows together - even better when we watch them together ofc! - and I just KNOW that we’ll be friends for the longest time so knowing I’ll get to do that a lot in the future too makes me so happy. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I APPRECIATE YOU!!!! I’m so in love with you and your gorgeous face and beautiful hair and your stellar makeup skills *KISS KISS*

@blueskycafe: Hey there!! Sorry if this is super random but you’re a blog that I see in my notes and on my dashboard a lot, and it’s always so nice when I do! Your blog is definitely one of my favourites I adore you fdjgdf I hope you have the best valentines day!

@chaeunwoo: Your gifs are so pretty 😭😭😭 I love the content you post and seeing you enjoying the shows that you’re watching! We’ve never talked but damn maybe we should - I should send you a random friendly message sometime (if you don’t mind of course dhsjghs) but yes happy valentines day, I hope you have a good one!

@chaoticallytate: HELLO!!! You randomly message me sometimes and it always puts a smile on my face when your little notification pops up. I don’t know you all that well but I already feel super protective over you (I’m adopting you as my little brother OKAY) and idk you just seem really down to earth and it’s so pleasant. I hope you have the absolute loveliest valentines day!

@doctorbeam: Hello hello hello you’re lovely just LOVELY omg did I tell you that you’re lovely?? We’ve only talked a little (I’m still so happy about the time you sent me those Mark pics!!) You’re ridiculously cute and I really can’t wait to watch Ossan’s Love so that I can tell you what I think about it! Have the best valentines day you amazing person!

@dollopheadsandclotpoles: Yeah okay maybe following you has made me get one step closer to drowning in the Merlin fandom as each day goes by I CAN’T DENY IT I’ve barely ever watched the show and yet I somehow already love it just because you do hdkjgd. Also your love for Jaylerr?? That’s my fave! You’re just a really cool person and I just... ugh I super duper appreciate you 💖 Also?? Hope this doesn’t sound weird but you post a bunch of stuff about being aro/ace and seriously I never really knew much on the subject so it’s really nice to see stuff on your blog and get a little more educated every time. Please always keep throwing Merlin onto my dashboard, it feels weird now when you’re not online and there’s no Merlin dhgdskjg

@earthpodd: Hey Vic!! I know you’ve probably been crazy busy these days and haven’t been online much, but I really hope you’re doing well! It’s always nice to see you when you’re around and your opinions on stuff are always interesting to see 👀 happy valentines day to my favourite tumblr crush, hope you have a great day!

@gmmtvmother: jfghjgdhfd no idea what to say because you messaged me today and I near enough burst into flames with joy but hi! I think your blog is one of the first few that I followed, and I’m still shook by the quality. Your content is GREAT and I love it when you make funny posts like your incorrect quotes gifsets, they’re the best! We watch a lot of similar shows so it’s always nice when I get a notification that you’ve posted something and I know in advance that I’m going to absolutely LOVE it!

@idontevenwatchbl: Hey Millie!! I love seeing you post stuff as you’re watching shows, it’s always so fun and entertaining to see hdsjghjks I’m always excited when you start watching a new show because I know I have those screenshots and funny comments to look forward to! I hope you’re having the very BEST day and I can’t wait to see what you’ll watch next!

@iplann: sdjghjs hi hello hi!!! First of all thank you so much for always blessing my dashboard with that quality content of Plan - I love him but I can’t always keep up with his activities so heck you’re brilliant for helping me know what’s going on! And second of all I love your blog and your content, it’s fun seeing what videogames you’re into, especially when it’s ones I like too (I’m a TOTAL sucker for Dragon Age ngl.) SO yeah I just wanted to say have a nice day and always stay amazing!

@inkorns: Oh daaaaamn if it isn’t the creator of the prettiest gifs I HAVE EVER SEEN. You’re super talented at editing okay (don’t even t r y and deny it Ada pls) and I love your blog so much. You’re fun to talk to and I’ve decided that we’re good friends and you are extremely stuck with me forever 😈 I’m gonna spend the rest of my days complimenting your gifs and you can’t stop me!!! Seriously though, talking to you is so nice and honestly?? You’re really cool and funny what the heck. You better have the best valentines day ever or else I’m gonna come over and throw heart shaped stuff at you until you have a good time 😈

@loveisactivated: Your blog is so extreme super quality I don’t even feel worthy of just LOOKING at your gifsets because damn they look so good. You seem like a really chill person and it’s always nice when we’re watching the same shows and I get to see your amazing content! But yeah hi I think you’re really cool, happy valentines day jfdhdhfdh

@mingskit: FRIEND FRIEND FRIEEENNDDDD!!!! (I love this “friend” thing we have going on can we do this forever please - I can’t believe we’ve never really directly talked much but we already have a cute friendship thing BLESS) Your gifs? Incredible. You? Even more incredible!! I adore the content you post, especially when you focus on the underrated girls in bl shows. You seem like such a sweet person and I like to think that maybe someday we’ll become good pals! Happy valentines day you wonderful angel 💙

@nazaaqat: Faiza!! Okay so yeah we’ve never talked (apart from occasional yelling in tags) but I just wanted to say hi!! You’re one of the absolute most friendliest people I’ve seen on tumblr and it’s always such a pleasure to see you replying to asks in the softest way and your gifs... ugh YES that top quality I’m pretty much addicted to your content at this point. You have so many friends and this is probably really random but I low key (high key okay it’s totally high key) adore you and hope you have a nice valentines day!

@ohbabycupcakes: Damn you’re one of the first blogs I ever followed and you’ve always been someone who I’ve admired from afar - you’re so good at keeping your followers up to date with stuff that’s happening and you put so much time and energy into your blog and that’s just straight-up awesome. Your language skills are also so good! It’s so exciting to see how much you love learning Thai and honestly you’re so ridiculously talented, I really hope that someday I could be on your level, you’re such an inspiration really. Anyway before I gush for like 6 more paragraphs... I think you’re great and I hope you’re having a good day!!

@perthtanapon: Pretty edits!! Pretty edits EVERYWHERE!!!! Honestly I really love your content and you post a lot of my faves which just makes me love it even more wow. Your Mark edits literally have me on the floor in a sobbing mess I hope you know that jkghjfkdgfd. I think you’re really chill and it’s nice to message you from time to time, I know we haven’t talked very much but it already feels like we’re good friends! Happy valentines day buddy 💕

@piningbisexuals: A X E L L E 💕 You’re the first friend I made on here, I remember how excited I was when you first started following me! Your enthusiasm for the things you love is so contagious, half the time I watch new stuff just because I see you enjoy it so much. We have the loveliest most wholesome friendship where we just compliment and hype each other up all the time and I live for it. Can’t wait until the day we both achieve our dreams and can meet up in Thailand to drink some pink milk together!

@priceofwarmclothes: Erm alright so seriously?? Your gifs are so nice please don’t ever stop gifting my dashboard with your glorious creations. We’ve never talked but you seem like a really fun and talkative person so hopefully someday we’ll have the chance to talk and become buddies! Can’t wait to see more of the gorgeous content you’ll post in the future 💚

@purnotas: Hello!!! I see you in my notes a lot and you send me helpful asks from time to time.. thank you so much for that!! You seem so lovely and your blog is full of great content! Please have an absolutely WONDERFUL valentines day! 💛

@rosa-leche: Hello friend, hope you’re still doing well and that things are much less exhausting for you now that you’re done with your midterms! You always have the nicest things to say and when you leave nice comments in the tags it makes my heart so warm! Wow can’t believe you’re the sweetest person ever 💛💙💜 happy valentines day!

@rosiedaes: One of the coolest blogs I follow okay.. you’re so chill and I always love your edits so much 😭😭😭 Ngl I’ve been following you for as long as I can remember - when I used to run a kpop blog your main was one of my faves so I was so excited when I made my new blog and I realised that you also have a drama blog!! Always stay amazing and I’ll always be looking forward to seeing what you’ll post next!

@seoinsguk: Okay so Alexa... we’re both seriously so BAD at replying to messages (I literally just checked and it’s been forever since I replied oh my god shsk) but really?? I love that! There’s no pressure or stress to our cute little friendship that we have like we can reply to messages weeks apart but it’ll still just feel like a normal conversation 🤣 Also THANK YOU for fuelling my kdrama needs, I don’t follow many blogs that post Korean content so it’s the best when I see you getting excited over a kdrama you’re watching because then I instantly know what to start watching next. Also can I just say... you’re so lovely thank you for being so lovely.

@thaitheseries: One of the first thai-based blogs I followed and seriously one of the best tbh. You’re so active and I see you on my dashboard all the time and it’s so NICE (probably 90% of the things I reblog are from your blog whoops.) I love reading your tags when you reblog my content and we have similar tastes in shows which is always great! I remember when I was having a rough day and you reblogged some Mark content for me to see... and that was seriously so nice of you and it made me so happy! You’re one of my favourite people and you probably don’t even know about it djsgsfhd happy valentines day!

Wow can’t believe I’m so madly in love with all of you!! And if we’ve never talked... my inbox is always open, let’s be best friends 💕 Hope you all have a great valentines day!

#I literally threw together the most awkward last minute edit oh man djgdskg #but yes!!#I love you guys sO much I hope you know that #ff #I'm working all day but I hope you all have such a good day!

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xlxndxdx · 4 years ago

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💘 + yeoljin/miteum

headcanons meme: dating edition | accepting | @theyrisen

where they first met and how || well we talked about how miteum and his family were looking for subjects of the lab and all yeoljin’s brothers are far more allusive than he is so i kind of have it in my mind that their meeting was a complete accident and miteum just got lucky -- right time, right place kind of meeting and i kind of feel like it was fairly casual, nothing too out of the ordinary.

how long their ‘flirting’ phase was before feelings got involved || i don’t think there ever really was a flirting stage honestly. how they feel for each other is just so mutual, and it’s so strong that things just kind of fell into place when they did. not feelings in general def took a while for them to both realize they had them, but other than that.

who fell for who first || yeoljin for sure is the one that realized he was in love first, despite feelings having always been mutual.

where their first date was and what it was like || i feel like their first date was a generic, dinner and a movie kind of date. nothing special but they made it fun and just really enjoyed their time together. they’ve both been through so much that just being together, doing anything, is the best thing in the world.

who asks who out and how || yeoljin. def just kind of blurted it out and hoped for the best.

who proposes first || this one is tough. yeoljin is so run by emotion and impulse that i want to say him but at the same time, marriage is huge and he’d be nervous so i feel like miteum would have to take the lead on this one.

if they keep / kept their relationship secret or let everyone know right away || it’s not a secret but neither are the type to immediately tell everyone. if it comes up in conversation, great. if not, i feel people just either know or assume after a certain point. i don’t think it’d be much of a surprise to anyone.

where the proposal happens and how || again, this would be all up to miteum but i can say how yeoljin would prefer it to happen and tbh he’d just want something small and personal, just the two of them. they could literally be in bed, falling asleep and miteum could pop the question and he’d love it. he doesn’t need anything huge and romantic. miteum himself is enough.

if they adopt any pets together || yeoljin works with animals, they’re going to have plenty of them at some point i’m sure.

who’s more dominant || more often than not, probably miteum but yeoljin can have his moments. it probably strongly depends on the situation.

where their first kiss was and what it was like || probably at home and probably very emotional. not sure why but i’m feeling it just being a moment in private for sure.

if they have any matching couples stuff || ngl yeoljin would love matching pjs.

how into pda they are || not very, i don’t think. yeoljin personally doesn’t like it much other than just small touches, being close in general and the occasional hand holding.

who holds the umbrella when it rains || yeoljin simply for the fact he’s taller and doesn’t want miteum’s arms to get tired.

where their usual ‘date spot’ is || i really see them as being a couple that likes either being at home or just very lazy dates -- picnics, walks, those kinds of things.

who’s more protective || straight up tie but if thing’s get really intense, miteum. “i’d kill for him probably.”

how long it is before they sleep together || probably took a while as far as sex, yeoljin isn’t very sex driven but sharing a bed in general probably didn’t take long. i feel like they always want each other to be comfortable and therefore neither would let the other sleep on a couch.

if they argue about anything || protecting each other? “you’re not going to get hurt because of me” type of arguments but never anything serious. i’m not even sure if they’d have silly arguments much.

who leaves more marks || again, yeoljin isn’t very sex driven but if anything he does use his nails during the act so miteum would probably come out with scratches often. he would enjoy being marked though.

who steals whose clothes and how often || miteum would probably steal yeoljin’s mainly because yeoljin is slightly taller so his clothes would be just a little looser and comfortable. if anything it’d be yeoljin giving miteum his clothes because he looked cold or something.

how they cuddle || so long as they’re touching i don’t think it would matter. yeoljin does really like laying his head on miteum’s chest though.

what their favourite nonsexual activity is || just existing in the same room as each other. they’re easy to please.

how long they stay mad at each other || not long at all. if anything yeoljin slightly longer just because of how strongly he feels emotions.

what their usual coffee / tea orders are || i feel like miteum is the coffee drinker. yeoljin likes teas because they can also help calm him down. as far as orders it probably varies depending on moods.

if they ever have any children together || probably not.

if they have any special pet names for each other || personally, i have no clue why, but yeoljin would probably call miteum ‘kitten’ and i’m really not sure why.

if they ever split up and / or get back together || if they split up, it wouldn’t be of their own doing. one of them would literally have to be brainwashed or be killed.

what their shared living space is like || miteum strikes me as clean and yeoljin is conditioned to being clean from his time in the lab, so things are probably fairly organized and if not, they probably clean up together.

what their first christmas as a couple like || really sweet, i can just see happy moments and lots of smiles. hot chocolate by a fire, yeoljin wanting to built a snowman but getting to cold and then upset and miteum finishing it for him.

what their names are in each other’s phones || just their first names, they’re not fancy lmao.

if they have any ‘couple traditions’ || i like the idea of them stargazing together a lot. or watching sunrises.

who falls asleep first and who wakes up first || yeoljin def passes out first, especially on his meds. part of it is because they make him drowsy in general and without them he probably has bad insomnia. waking up first is probably miteum unless yeoljin has a reaosn to be up first.

who’s the big spoon / little spoon || depends but yeoljin loves wrapping miteum in his arms any chance he gets.

who hogs the bathroom || something tells me it would be yeoljin. he likes long ass showers.

who kills the spiders / takes them outside || miteum. yeoljin doesn’t to bugs.

#this took a while but i love it digahiashiasfdi #theyrisen

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kpoptionate · 6 years ago

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making out w stray kids [maknae line]

stray kids masterlist // official masterlist 11.16.18 [1.28.19 edited] requested: anon a/n: i totally forgot about my headcanons so this deffo did nOt go par to par w them see also: making out w hyung line getting caught making out w skz

hyunjin ♡

loOoOooRDY

you’re in for one hell of a ride w hyunjin

probably after he gets back from a rly long day and just wants to be loved :(

he’ll give u a rly loving grin and pull you in for a warm hug

leaning in for a long-ish peck on the lips mumbling “i missed u babe” and going back in for another kiss

it gets heated quicklyyy

his kisses are v passionate, you can definitely feel the emotion in them

he’ll hold your face with one hand while the other rests on the small of your back to hold you close

eventually he’ll either pick you up and lay you down or just walk backward til he hits the couch and sits you on his lap

pulls your body til you’re sitting as far up as possible and your chest is flush against his

loves dragging his hands up and down your body, from your neck down your thighs

do the same to him too ?? he loves feeling your touch, especially if you slip underneath his shirt

please ?? pull his hair ?? it literally makes him weak

he’ll swipe his tongue over your bottom lip before sliding it in your mouth and exploring every bit of it

it dances ?? so well ?? with yours ??

suck on his tongue and bite his lip i’m bEGGING YOU

he’ll make the most beautiful noises you’ve ever heard

loves kissing your neck and giving you hickeys ?? if you’re okay w that ofc

equally loves you kissing his neck but don’t mark him pls, his makeup artist’ll kill both of y’all

if you decide to push your hips down onto his he won’t go further than that, he doesn’t want to do anything you’re uncomfortable with

so after a few minutes of that his kisses’ll get slower and more drawn out

and he’ll smile beautifully at you before giving you one last peck and pulling you in for cuddles and a nap uwu

jisung ♡

starts off w lots of quick smiley pecks

but like while he squishes ur cheeks so ur lips squish n poke out and he kisses u like that

but ofc after a few moments he’ll get more serious

loves u sitting on his lap so he can hold ur hip w one hand and ur jaw w the other

in the beginning the kisses are like,,,regular ?

and gradually become longer and more passionate

and gradually turn into a makeout sesh

at least one hand is deffo now up ur shirt

wet kisses i should be saying ew but ngl wet kisses from jisung sounds pretty nice

his tongue’s all over ur lips n everything

probably accidentally sticks his tongue too far down ur throat n makes u gag

other than that a surprisingly good kisser

gently ! pull ! his ! hair ! it drives him crazy

also his heart m e l t s if you hold his hand n lock ur fingers with his uwuwuwu he could combust right then and there

but ykno this boi can’t keep a straight face for a long time, especially around u

so he’ll start smiling into the kisses before bringing it back out into pecks

n then kiss u all over ur face while giggling

but his lips are still all wet n stuff it’s kinda nasty

felix ♡

after practice, late at night, or after u two wake up

deffo likes it on the couch and deffo has u on his lap

if it starts out w pecks it’s on ur forehead, otherwise he gets right into it

he’ll press your lips together for a minute or two before the actual lip-lock kissing happens

grabbing you by the part where your jaw and neck meet to pull you closer and deepen the kiss

also making sure your body is flush against him, he doesn’t like to have any space

he’ll slide his tongue between your lips so softly but once he gets moving

o lorty

he’s so passionate you could cry ?? he’s not rough but the kisses are so deep and loving and hjglkdf you won’t wanna stop

hands ? under your shirt resting on your ribs

his eyebrows are furrowed slightly as he focuses on you

pleASE run your fingers through his hair and push it back ??

and maybe suck on his tongue a little bit ??

he’ll definitely make noise and pull you closer to him

when y’all are done and pull back from each other he’ll give you the cutest grin ever and bring u into him to cuddle uwu

makeout sessions w felix more than likely last a good amount of time

an hour i wanna say ? half an hour ? is that long ? idk how long people usually do it but he’ll keep going until either you stop him or you get interrupted

seungmin ♡

it’s,,,hard ? to imagine an actual makeout w seungmin ??

but

he’ll be rly shy so u have to initiate it uwu

rly likes it if u cup his face n bring him in for a smiley kiss

v vv vvv soft kisses

probably smiles most of the time too

his hands are most likely resting on your waist v softly

and he’ll pull back just enough to mumble “i love you” on your lips

if his hands aren’t on your waist they’re cupping your face so !! cutely !!

he literally treats you like glass

doesn’t kiss u till you’re out of breath but it’s not necessarily a short amount of time ? probably not as long as you’d like but it’s okay

when he pulls back

gently brushes your hair out of your face and looks at u with the most loving eyes

post-kissing cuddles is a must :((

jeongin ♡

k idc what any of y’all say but jeongin can be a Bad Bitch if he wants to

like he’s got two sides to him

there’s jeongin

then there’s Jeongin™

what he’s gonna do depends on who u got

jeongin is so !! uwu !!

he’s shy n blushy n giggly

soft kisses w smiles in between each one as he cups ur face in his hands

it’s hard for him to look u in ur eyes for more than three seconds w/o laughing

but the longer y’all go on the more he gets into it

Jeongin™ can be,,,,,,,,

he’s a busan boi so you know he’s gotta

his kisses are more meaningful and loving than the previous giggly ones

they last longer, more passionate as one hand sits at the top of ur neck w his thumb on ur jaw while the other hand rests on ur waist

i wanna say he’s p good at it ? despite having papercut lips

his lips move so in sync w urs

softly but his lips are completely mesmerizing

eventually he pulls away n just look at u so lovingly

like ur the only person in the world he’s ever laid eyes on

give him one last peck before snuggling up beside him and falling asleep on his chest

u’ll make his heart cOMBUST

request or ask anything here !

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syncogon · 5 years ago

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[RS] PV 2

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it’s ya boi back with more commentary. and hopefully fewer screencaps bc i don’t actually have as much time as my wordy and useless rambles as well as the quarantine situation might suggest alas

- who’s talking in the opening line? kela?? if so, the voice is totally off, but the theme of “the world belongs to the strong” is consistent with quotes from him and themes from that whole arc

- i guess this is a dream / unconscious sequence... i’m sad to see him like this. also one of the analyses i read was like you can track when in the movie a scene probably takes place by the progression of the markings on his skin, which is very obvious and i should be paying attention to that more -

^ i really like this visual. and i like how the galaxy eyes designs are all so distinct

^ Alliance soldiers i think, guessing from the uniforms? bc I thought the Eyes had all black uniforms. but i’m not sure. actually it prob makes more sense it’s the Eyes. rip the one guy facing the wrong (?) direction

^ actually these shoes are consistent with Eyes designs i think. nvm. also is that the announcer robot guy?? why is his body so small is that his real body or something??? what’s happening to him rip

^ what the FUCK is with this tattered cloak design?? it was definitely not tattered before? he would definitely look better with just like, a normal cloak, his cloak would never get tattered unless intentional, this is just a really weird and creepy image. then again ig if it’s part of the dream sequence, but this is implying that this is redeye’s actual design, and i don’t like it. tbh s1 redeye outfit with the short cloak was great

^ kiss kiss ki-

hope we see more of jupiter, the city design is tbh quite cool. though i wonder what exactly this Eye thing is supposed to be? is it part of the tower and just always here?

THE ENEMY’S GATE IS DOWN

flashback scene! but what about? the golden cube or the engine maybe? but i was hoping for something more interesting.

AW FUCKING HELL THIS FUCKER IS BACK.

FUCK.

ARGHHHHH.

ngl im really disappointed that they decided to bring kela back, i think that defeats the narrative significance of an especially significant arc. we’re already done with this antagonist! let’s move on! it isn’t cool or hip or logical to bring back antagonists when their story arcs have come to such a clean end! throw trash away when you’re done! ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i have more to say but i should move on maybe i’ll write another post/rant or something

yo what the fuck is going on here though. i don’t even know what planet that is jesus

wait is this. a hypothetical or like. an actual. planet.

ok so. WHOMST THE FUCK is this??? another galaxy eyes secretary? or someone higher rank? surely not the head honcho bc if so i will be super disappointed. actually his vibe kind of reminds me of kela. we’ll see i guess, hope he brings something interesting to the table.

it’s the guy from the poster! ppl say most likely he’s involved with auroras’ backstory somehow. our four major protag backstories all had like mentor figures, so maybe this is auroras’? but following that logic he shouldn’t be here in present day tho, so.

wonder what the pink smoke is tho, and also why he’s being shot down, and also everything about him :0

but what’s with the shattered... glass? rock? tornado thing around maidang? hmm. and they’re all just watching... and it’s in the arena with that ox man statue

white eye. in action!

AAAAA so i got 2/3 right. so weird seeing ox man just walking tho lmao his proportions look wack he’s way skinnier than i expected.

hey, hey. kela. look at me.

bitch.

i like this cut. is it significant? who is this galaxy eyes person OH WAIT if the rumor is true that aur was formerly Eyes then he must be story related to this guy somehow... maybe he was sold to medici or something who knows

this was so cool!!! like sanji from one piece. i dig it.

this actually almost looks 3D modeled for some reason haha

wait so is this... the finals of the tournament?

what. is the context of everything in this set i’m so curious aaaa

is this a) a cool app of diya’s abilities b) the Eyes guy from earlier attacking but what is that supposed to do, capture magically? c) aur/diya (jidi) moment???

... yeah somehow this whole scene looks 3D modeled. maybe it’s the lighting.

fun char designs to look at?

damn those muscles. but yeah i think a lot more markings appeared after this moment in his revival fight

mmmm.

red eyes... and is the stone purple now?? ahh.

also the cut from this to redeye was really cool! their eyes were like overlapped in positions. so cool. i wonder if this was intentional

maidang has gotten so much better at fighting, like, the basics. i dig it.

emotional but this just reminded me god i miss s1 diya. competent. cool. occasionally sassy. the movie just made her worry about maidang and weak, it’s like her only personality trait. (actually is this shot from the first movie? i don’t remember.)

god the more i think about it the more the jidi agenda feels like a thing. anyway what’s he blowin up hm.

i kind of wish we got backstory on why this is a bee haha but i like how it’s so distinctive

so cool!!!

beat his ass!!!

tUrBUleNce also gudong so worried :(

cool new power app??? is this her power. i just thought it was but maybe that one shot of her wasn’t her using her power. who knows.

also the cut from this to aur doing basically the same thing..... (adjusts glasses)

see?? the shading looks fake. hhh

AIGHT ok that’s all. actually there were sound/voice/line comments which i will edit in later.

ok it is later.

- “i just saw the galaxy eyes fleet surrounding jupiter” sounds like tang wude actually! so im excited, that’s reason for him to get back here in time?

- “i already knew the eyes wanted to destroy solar” sounds like medici...?

- “people need heroes, and to become a hero one must pay a price” ok i really like this line it’s super cool, but i can’t say who is or might be saying it. one of the new antagonistic chars possibly?

- “there is a word called ‘miracle’” sounds like medici, as does “the era of new heroes”, though the latter could be someone else

- rest of the lines are all either maidang or diya or gudong

other thoughts:

ppl kept commenting in chinese on the youtube vid like whens the release like it says right there! on the video! in chinese!

still no medici (visually) or shu, huh.

sound quality for the trailer was wack tbh. hopefully the movie won’t be like that.

i’m a little worried, actually, that this has lost the core of what made it so good. that it’s become cheap. but only time will tell. i’ll still have hope.

anyway countdown continues let’s goooooooooooo (pls let me be able to watch...)

#rainbow sea #mine #synco talks

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shatteringzimmermann · 7 years ago

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Part 11

Parts One & Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten /

NGL i’m not super sold on this section. It’ll probably be either heavily edited before going up on AO3 or deleted all-together. TW anxiety/concussion stuff

It took three days until Jack could go into his bathroom without the nightlight setting off a migraine. Eric had to help a few times, much to his horror, and Jack made sure to turn on the water while he peed because he knew Eric waited just outside the door, listening in case he fell. It was too early in the relationship (was it even a relationship yet?) for learning each other’s bathroom habits.

“I don’t have regular ol’ job,” Eric had said when Jack worried about the days he spent in bed. “I work from home every day anyway so as long as I tweet once a day no one will think I’m dead and right now, that’s good enough.”

He’d cooked them brunch the first day Jack managed to be in his kitchen. All the curtains were closed until only narrow beams of light brightened the space. Omelets and biscuits, the latter of which Jack was quickly realizing was a new favorite food. He’d eaten one layer by layer as Eric cooked. Shitty had been delighted to come home from class to find leftovers waiting in the fridge for him.

The Falconers had two away games and won them both. Jack breathed a bit easier after the first game, a matchup with the Bruins. Teams that close to each other always formed intense rivalries and he’d dreaded not being on the ice with Marty and Tater. But a win was a win no matter who was on the ice. Or if a rebounded shot had ricocheted off the leg of a Bruins player and bounced into the goal. A win was a win.

Over glasses of orange juice Eric scrolled through Jack’s phone and read him well-wishing texts and emails. He pulled out his own phone and talked about tweets and tags and reblogs. Jack pretended his headache returned and Eric pushed his phone away, brows creased with concern. Jack wanted to scoop Eric from his stool and carry him to the couch, to hold him tight like in that last dream.

Instead he stole both phones from the counter top and stuffed them into the couch as quickly as he could. Eric was laughing too hard to stop him even though Jack was clumsy enough still that it took much longer than it should have. His phone had a thick rubbery case but Eric’s was protection-less and slippery in his fingers so he’d been extra careful.

They sat on the couch for a few hours as Eric read 1776 aloud. As the time passed Jack found himself leaning more and more towards the man he was so convinced was just a dream but every time their shoulders nearly brushed Eric would shift away.

Jack pushed the coffee table away with his foot and slid onto the floor. Eric paused in his reading. Waving him on, Jack sat in the figure-four position and began to stretch. If Eric wasn’t going to let him touch him then he was going to listen. He couldn’t help that he was drawn to brushing against Eric. He would have to keep himself away even though it felt like the scrape of a knife on a dinner plate.

Eric finished the chapter. He marked the spot with the scrap of paper Jack usually used and set the book on the empty couch cushion beside him. “How are you doin’?”

Jack shrugged. “That first night was rough but overall I’ve felt better than I did during my last concussion.”

“You don’t feel upset about missin’ games?”

Jack shrugged again and then felt stupid. Who shrugs that many times in a conversation? “Eh, yeah, but I’ve learned the hard way about taking care of myself. A few weeks of games isn’t worth my safety or my life.”

“My dad could take some points from you. He’s of the belief that the Player’s Safety Commission over exaggerates the danger of concussions. Says they’re tryin’ to make the game so weak MooMaw could play.”

Switching outstretched legs, Jack frowned. “Is he really ignoring all the research?”

“He’s been coachin’ football since he graduated his high school team. He’s a bit set in his ways.”

“Yeah, but there are even players who have talked about how post concussive syndrome and how it’s wrecked their lives-”

Eric held his hand up. “You’re preachin’ to the choir.”

Eric cooked dinner while Jack slipped back into the nearly black bedroom to rest. Jack’s appetite hadn’t even partially returned so he picked at most of his plate before Eric shooed him off. He lay in bed and drifted in and out of work, the sound of Eric typing on his computer drifting through the cracked door.

They’d unplugged the clock that sat on his bedside table. The neon green light had burned even though his closed eyes but now Jack wished it worked. He’d know when Shitty was going to be back or he’d know when there would be a game on.

He rolled over. Pressing his palm against the cool, empty space where Eric had spent the last several nights. He understood Eric’s hesitations. He did, really, and he’d back off on the touching. He just didn’t necessarily like the hesitations.

Jack had four things in his life that he knew were true: His parents loved him. Shitty loved him. His team had his back, no matter what. Hockey was his number one love.

He felt a fifth truth forming the past few days. Eric (Richard, he’d learned during one late sleepless night chat) Bittle was important. Jack didn’t know how yet, if Eric would let them be more or if they’d just be friends, but those dreams had brought them together for a reason.

Eric smiled when Jack emerged. It was toothy and free and Jack wanted to do whatever it took to make him do it again. He crossed the cold tile floor and sat on the barstool across from him, his hands firmly tucked under his legs. Shitty was snoring so loudly it was surprising he hadn’t woken himself up yet.

“Can’t sleep?” Eric asked. He hit a few buttons on his computer and then closed the lid. He’d lit several candles and left them burning in the center of the counter. The firelight darkened and brightened Eric’s hair, hid and showcased the freckles across his nose. Jack felt his breath disappear from his lungs. He searched Eric’s face with hungry eyes, mentally cataloguing every inch of him. His fingers pressed hard into the soft padding but he didn’t move them.

Eric tilted his head to the side. His lips pursed into something between a smirk and a grin. Jack had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from leaning over the wide countertop and kissing him.

“Jack?” The amusement was still evident in Eric’s voice but concern laced his voice.

He cleared his throat. “Eh, yeah. Hi.”

“It’s nearly three.”

Jack’s eyebrows rose. “Aren’t you tired?”

“Aren’t you?”

Jack shrugged- god, Jack, enough with the shrugging- but said no. “I think I’ve slept enough the last few days that I’m gonna stay up the next week.”

Eric shook his head the tiniest bit. He stood and offered Jack his hand. Without thinking about it Jack went around the edge of the counter, taking his warm hand. “Do you have any more of that sleepy tea?” he asked. He began to walk back to their- Jack’s bedroom, Jack falling into step beside him.

“Yeah, eh, I think so.”

Less than ten minutes later Jack was sitting in bed clutching a half-empty mug of warm tea. Eric was beside him with his own mug, talking quietly about how he and his MooMaw came up with the recipe when Eric was young. The kitchen candles were blown out save the one Eric brought into the bedroom.

Eric finished his tea first. He put the mug on his bedside table and flopped down on his back, arms spread wide. One hand hung off the edge of the bed and the other arm was pressed against Jack’s leg. Jack quickly chugged the rest of his drink and turned away to put his mug down, hiding his blush. Eric moved his arm as Jack slid down until his head was on the pillows.

He was expecting Eric to pull away again so Jack turned away, pulling off his t-shirt and dropping it over the side of the bed. When he lay on his back Eric was watching him, the earlier amusement on his face gone.

“Sorry, I normally don’t sleep with one on. I’ve been really hot at night with it on. I can put it back-”

“Oh hush. You should be comfortable. Don’t worry about anythin’ but that.”

“But-”

“It doesn’t bother me, Jack.” His words were quiet but still cut through the growing fog in Jack’s head. He reached over and brushed the tips of his fingers over the back of Jack’s hand.

His heart pounded at the touch. Eric’s face was mostly in shadow and unreadable. It remained that way when Jack turned onto his side facing him, and laced their hands together.

The silence in the room was heavy. Breathable but malleable, depending on what came next. The tea began to weigh on Jack’s eyelids but he forced them open. The distant Eric was gone and the warm, open, I’m –right-here Eric was in his bed. He didn’t want to miss these moments.

“How come you’re fine with me touching you now but you weren’t earlier? When we were on the couch?” He hadn’t meant to ask it. He was going to respect boundaries and limits. He was.

Eric played with Jack’s fingers. “Can you blame me for not wanting to get used to something I might not get to have for real?”

His words rang in Jack’s ears, sounding loaded and false and just…wrong. “How come this is okay?” He wiggled their hands. His mind raced as he tried to figure out why what Eric said bothered him.

“I-” Eric sighed. “Two reasons. One, I know how important it is to be comfortable when you’re healin’ so I’m here to make sure you’re doin’ okay and aren’t over exertin’ yourself. As for the second…don’t be makin’ fun of me for this, but if we’re lyin’ down and gettin’ ready to sleep, I can pretend it’s one of our dreams.

In daylight things get…messier. More real.” He avoided Jack’s eyes. “Now, I know how stupid I’m soundin’ but it’s workin’ so far so I’d appreciate any cruel opinions not bein’ voiced.”

Jack protested. “Eric, do you seriously think I’m going to be cruel to you?”

He wrinkled his nose. “Lord, even my momma doesn’t call me that. And honestly? No. I don’t think that, but I shouldn’t be relyin’ on my gut for major life decisions. I need talkin’ and trust and all the other important stuff.”

“I think you talk enough for both of us,” Jack chirped.

“Ha. Ha. Ha,” Eric said dryly.

“As for the other part,” he said, wrapping his fingers firmly around Eric’s and bringing his hand to his mouth. As he brushed his lips across each of his knuckles Eric’s mouth parted with a quiet gasp. “Don’t you know you already have it?”

In the dim light Eric blushed. “Lord, you keep harpin’ on this.”

Jack’s heart squeezed. “I’m sorry, I’m not trying to force anything on you, I just don’t understand.” He inhaled as quietly as he could, held for four, and exhaled. Eric noticed and sat up. His movements dislodged the blankets from his chest.

“Darlin’, you haven’t done a thing wrong, okay? None of this apologizin’.” Eric hauled himself out of bed and filled the empty glass in the bathroom. Jack sat up in bed, the blankets falling away from his bare chest, and took the offered glass and pills. He swallowed them easily. When he handed the glass back to Eric he saw the hunger and longing in Eric’s eyes. They stared at each other for what felt like minutes until Eric broke away. He was muttering under his breath when he put the empty glass on his bedside table and slid under the covers. Jack couldn’t hear what it was.

Maybe he was regretting coming over to wait on Jack hand and foot. Maybe he regretted ever saying his name in that dream. Maybe he regretted ever moving to Providence because now he knew Jack and would see his face on promo material throughout the city. He was never going to be able to get away from Jack no matter how this ended. Maybe he didn’t know how to say that so he was just waiting here until he figured it out.

Maybe.

Jack had spent enough time fraying at the edge to know what a too-close spiral felt like. He glanced at Eric, who was curled on his side facing Jack with his eyes shut.

Tell him?

Don’t tell him?

Tell- no- don’t- don’t show him all the fragments of your heart because that’s how people get cut and don’t want to come back or help him clean it up. Why should someone stick around to love a heart that’s more in pieces than not? He’d repaired much of it himself, using tape and Elmer’s glue and what tiny bits of forgiveness he could manage but so much of himself was shattered beyond repair.

“Brah.” A hand, large and rough-skinned, rested on his shoulder. “You’re sitting in bed at home. It’s….it’s almost four in the morning. You’re safe.”

There was something in Jack’s hand. When he squeezed it, it squeezed back. Person. Who, though, no clue.

Jack just held on.

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