#if the outfits are inaccurate forgive me

[xelleanorx]

a heathers x south park au anyone?

so wendy is veronica and bebe will be heather chandler.

the group name is "the lists" which i refrence from the list episode

[reemaroamstyria]

Another Sylvari to Sims WIP!

Caithe’s hair and face overlay just need some touching up, then I might try her outfit…

[simpjaes]

desecration. (s.j)

the one where no gods exist when you’re alone with jake sim.

minors dni !! | if you read it, reblog it. 

WORDCOUNT ― 6.4k

PAIRING ― jake sim x afab reader

GENRE ― top/dom jake sim, characters are in their twenties, sub/bratty reader, religious kink/fetish

WARNINGS― mild dub con, desecration of holy a relic, inaccurate descriptions of whatever religion this is– im not doing research for a 5k fic that’s mostly smut, sorry. 

NOTE― if you’ve read this before, it’s because I wrote it for mark lee over on my other blog [ncteez]. we wanted to make it jake, and by we i mean me. i wanted to read this as jake. sorry to religious ppl, don’t read this if you don’t wanna be railed by a hot guy wielding a cross. 

smut tags under cut:: 

smut tags― DUB CON.  use of the words: whore, slut, for the record, the cross is not raw wood and has a smooth finish,  reader is first attempting to seduce the priest through confession lmao, she’s also just a massive whore just like me :), jake is the priest’s son, jerking off, penetration using a wooden cross, unprotected sex, spitting, choking on and/or sucking off a cross, degradation, and name-calling, he’s a godfearing man but also he likes sexual perversions, humiliation, explicitly getting fucked in a church, kind of fingering? 

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Jake wonders why you’re always making confessions, time and time again, once a week, every single week….eagerly. Like you’re excited for your sin or something. 

Huh.

Then again, once a week his father is expected to listen to confessions from the other churchgoers, even Jake himself is expected to confess. Often he will make up sins that he has committed just to seem as though he has been learning from some sort of mistake. Never would Jake actually tell his father through a confession booth what he has done or is willing to do. He’s an adult, he can confess whatever he wants. 

You, on the other hand, you’re working his father to the bone in terms of forgiveness. 

Jake’s interest piques at the very idea of a young woman, around his age, wanting to confess so much. Did you  hurt someone? Does you hurt yourself? Did you kill someone? Or maybe you’re just caught up in a situation that makes you commit atrocities? He can’t even imagine what one person could be doing to elicit such an eager need of forgiveness so consistently. 

Always the first in the box, always with those inappropriate outfits too. 

 Jake makes his way to the back of the church to complete his duties and, of course, he isn’t surprised to see you enter the confession booth. After all, it is the start of a new week. 

Hushed whispers were echoing through the large space and only now does he realize that you almost always confess when the church is nearly empty. You must not be unaware of his presence at all, unaware that he is the son of the priest that you spill your sins to, and unaware that he can absolutely hear you when he walks closer.

He isn’t entirely sure why he is listening. The walls of this church echo any and every sound, and to be fair, the only reason his interest is piqued is because his father was silent from the moment you had entered the booth. All he heard was you. You didn’t seem to start the confession off in a proper manner either, so yeah, maybe it caught him off guard too.

His ears make attempts to adjust to the words coming from the booth, but your voice is coming out in a tone that he has never used himself when seeking salvation. Minutes pass and he still hasn’t heard his father speak a word back to you, not to encourage you, not to stop you. It’s just you, addressing dreams, visions, wants, and needs. 

Certainly not confession. In fact, you’re actively sinning, attempting to seduce. 

“I woke up shaking, Father. What should I do?” 

Jake notes how quiet his father is still, despite you asking him what to do about the dream. His face sours when you continue to speak, this time in a slightly louder tone. 

“I just can’t help myself sometimes, I–”

It’s not that it’s intentional, really, it isn’t. If anything at all, Jake is incredibly disgusted by your attempts to dirty talk during a confession. Disgusted that you’d do such a thing, and…maybe intrigued by what you may have said that he wasn’t quite able to catch before. He quietly moves to the other side of the booth, the side where you seem to be spouting off all sorts of things, and he raises his head to listen a bit more. 

“You were big, you know? I can’t get thoughts of you out of my head. Have you ever touched a woman, Father?”

Jake leans in further, his body reacting more than his disgust. Unfortunately, his length growing in his pants ceases the moment his father cuts you off. 

“Enough.” His father finally stops you from abusing the booth, from abusing him.

Not another word is spoken and Jake does his best to back away quickly and quietly as you exit the booth. Of course, he’s acting as though he is sweeping a corner when he turns to look at you. Eye contact is made and he can feel an intense rush of heat spread across his cheeks.

Ah, so you’re a whore.

His father stays inside of the booth for a long, drawn out, three or so minutes before exiting and all Jake can think about is if you walked out of the church soaked and warm between your legs. It’s not even that Jake is into sinning. He isn’t. His entire life was built around this church, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s a man. He has needs just like you do, apparently.

Never would he get what he needs from a woman as dirty as yourself, though, it doesn’t stop him from thinking about it and how your voice sounds when you were actively trying to fuck his dad.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

“You’re disgusting.” Jake narrows his eyes at you when you pass by, spitting the words at you with a grimace. 

“Excuse me?” You ask, stopping in your tracks and looking back at him just as harshly. You didn’t provoke him to speak to you at all, let alone fucking insult you? 

“You think I can’t hear the way you speak to my dad during your little “confessions”?” He takes a step forward as he whispers at you, air quoting the word confession with a roll of his eyes.. “You really think he’s just going to take you up on the offer?” 

Narrowing your own eyes, you step closer to Jake to stop anyone else from hearing his little tantrum. 

“Wanna tell me why he always listens to my “confessions” then?” You question back, mimicking the air quotes and smirking as you walk away from him, not even letting him answer.

Jake watches as you leave, upset that he didn’t get a rise out of you at all and instead was offered a genuine question that sits in his mind. Why does his father allow you to make a confession after confession if all it is, is an attempt to seduce him? You’re even ashamed of it, it seems, and it pisses him off to no end. 

Rushing after you, he is quick to grab at your dress and pull you back.

“Might as well just show up naked with the way you act around here,” He starts with a bite in his tone, dragging you off, down the hall and into a side room that usually remains empty. 

He intends to put a stop to this because he’s heard several more of your confessions by his own will and learns that, apparently, your only sin is being a fucking slut. 

“You have no place here.” He adds as he closes the door behind the two of you. Unintentionally locking you into a space that he’s directly saying you don’t belong in.

“Acting like you don’t think about fucking. Hah. We both know I’m not the only one,” You laugh, walking across the room with a shrug. It’s not the first time you’ve been reprimanded in a church, and it probably won’t be the last. “Besides, your dad probably thinks about me late at night after tucking your grown ass into bed like a child.” 

Jake narrows his eyes even more at you.

“Bet that pisses you off.”

“You’re ridiculous to think he would even want someone like you.” Jake scoffs harshly at you, gut bubbling with annoyance. “To think about sex this often too? I can’t imagine anyone would want to touch such a slut.”

You watch him walk towards you, with his perfectly tucked shirt and his darkened and angry eyes. Being alone with him doesn’t help his argument though because, in all fairness, he’s just as hot, if not hotter than his father. 

“What about you then?” You ask, leaning against one of the shelves in the room, running your hand up your legs, and hiking your dress up a couple of inches. 

“Your dad with his lingering eyes won’t admit to having ever touched a woman. Yet here you are.” You call out the priest’s lie with a snide chuckle before continuing. Fingers massaging your own fleshy thighs, watching the way Jake struggles with his own lingering eyes. “What about you? You ever fuck anyone?”

Jake grimaces, wrinkling his nose as he watches you. 

“What the fuck are you doing?” He questions, stomping over to you and pushing your dress back down below your knees.

“Oh!” You laugh, ticking your tongue at him and tilting your head. “You said a bad word. Aren’t you going to ask for forgiveness?”

He stares at you for a few seconds, being face to face with a woman that seems so desperate for any touch has his heart racing. He’s trying to call you out, not turn you on.

“Can’t you act decent? I barely know you and you’re flaunting yourself at me.” Jake bellows, stumbling back from you and examining the way your body is relaxed.

 You really seem to be enjoying this. 

“You’re the one who pulled me in here. Was it really to argue with me, or were you trying to get to me before Father does?”

Thinking for a moment, Jake realizes he’s the reason this is happening. He could have just let you leave like everyone else, after all, you were attempting to go home. Here he is though, and there you are. 

“He would never.” Jake laughs, mocking your attempts to pretend his father would be interested in you. 

“And again, what about you?” You shoot back instantaneously, watching the way his words get caught in his throat. 

He’s a weak man, truly, because the very thought of what’s under your dress, the very idea that you’re so willing, fogs his brain to the point of almost malfunctioning. It would be so fucking easy if he wanted to. 

No one would even know. 

Before you even know it, you can feel the air in the room change as he storms closer to you and rips your dress upwards to your waist. Instantly, he’s shoving his hand straight between your legs. 

A small yelp leaves your throat followed by a laugh. Perfect. 

“I knew it.” You giggle,  bumping your head a bit against the shelf at the force of his movement. You can feel the way his palm cups your core and presses in harshly through his silent breaths. “I fucking knew you were dirty.”

“Stop,” Jake demands, bringing his other hand to cover your mouth. “Stop talking.” He continues, already pulling his hand from your core and second-guessing himself. 

“If you want it so bad, I’m going to need you to shut the fuck up.” 

You nod with a smile against his palm, breathing in when he pulls it back and trusts your ability to stay quiet. He’s staring directly into your eyes as if he’s threatening you. As if he will stop if you make a single peep. A promise that he will probably get you banned from the church if anyone were to find out what’s happening in this room right now.  At his darkened gaze, you poke your tongue out, licking his palm and watching him pull back in aroused shock at how unashamed you are regarding your arousal. But, you do stay true to your work and remain quiet once his eyes trail down. 

He looks at you as if you’re some sort of monstrous entity, and for him at this moment, you probably are. But even with that, you see what’s growing in his pants before he lowers himself onto the floor. Positioning his face right in front of your clothed pussy. 

What a dirty, dirty boy.

Jake can see the wet stain of your panties and all he can do is roll his eyes. 

“You’re insane.” He laughs, eyes darting up to your face, looking at you like he wants to shame you. “Getting so messy in such a place, all for men who don’t fucking want you?” 

You nod, wiggling your hips at him in an attempt to entice his lips to attach there. But he doesn’t. He just stands right back up to his feet and takes a step backwards. 

“I bet if I left you here, you’d chase after me.” He mocks. “I bet you think I’m gonna stick it in you, don’t you?”

Proudly, you smile with a nod. Of course he's going to stick it in. You can see how hard he’s gotten. Sin or not, you know when a man wants to fuck you. Jake won’t be able to resist sooner or later, son of the priest or not. 

“Wow,” He laughs quietly, shaking his head at you as he reaches behind a podium and pulls out a large, lacquered wooden cross. “You really are stupid.”

Great, you think as your face falls. He’s definitely about to start preaching to you with that stupid fucking cross. Maybe he will even attempt to perform an exorcism to expel the horny demons out of you.

“Oh, please.” You roll your eyes, standing yourself up straight from against the shelf and patting your dress back down into position. “Don’t start this shit.” You’re already preparing to walk out without looking twice at him, but he laughs right back at you.

“You think you know everything.” He chuckles, walking towards the door and locking it. He stands in front of it now, crossing his arms and staring at you. 

“Don’t I?” You ask, eyeing the way he presents himself to you right now. 

“Did I not just imply that I wouldn’t use my cock on you?” He questions, twitching in his pants at the way you stand before him, much smaller in energy now. 

He can tell you’re still trying to act brave, and it delights him to see the realization spread across that pretty, silent mouth. 

Oh. Oh. 

“You’re going to–?” You swallow hard, realizing that of all the sins you could commit, the implication of being penetrated with a cross, solely so this man doesn’t have to fuck a whore isn’t one you ever thought of. 

This room doesn’t even feel like part of a church now as he holds the cross with more reason than praying. 

“Yeah,” He assures you. “I am.” Stepping forward toward you and looming down at your face. “Now get on the desk.” 

You don’t know why, but your body acts on instinct for him. Immediately walking to the desk and propping yourself onto it. 

“Take off your clothes.” He demands again, watching you intently as he stays in place, rubbing the long end of the cross much like he’d like to do for himself right now. 

God, watching such a stubborn woman do everything he says is…well, it’s new for him and it ignites a new type of arousal within him. 

And you watch him back as you begin to slip your dress from your shoulders, lifting your ass so that you can push it down and onto the floor. 

“Oh, now you wanna act shy?” He mocks, walking towards you as you attempt to tug at your panties. “And keep those on. No one wants to see that.”

Goddamn, you don’t even have the decency to wear a bra to service? Lucky for him though, your breasts are enough to drive him past the point of return. There’s no thought, fear, or prayer in his head right now as you reveal yourself to him. Going as far as trying to flash your pussy? Oh, he could laugh. 

You stay quiet, doing as you’re told and watching the way he examines you. He must feel so in control right now and you’re happy to let him, but you can see him falling apart behind his eyes. 

His cock is incredibly obvious beneath his nice dress pants, but you wouldn’t dare reach out to touch him, not yet at least. You’ll let him have his fun, despite the slight nervousness within you regarding that cross.

“Open your mouth.” He says, dragging the cross against your nipples and onto your chin. “Suck it.”

You almost shake your head at him. Such a hard wood sliding down your throat would surely hurt. It’ll bruise, it’ll fucking suffocate you.

Jake doesn’t seem to care about any of that though, because all he does in response to your widened and fear-stricken eyes is press the wood against your lips with a face of concentration. 

You purse your lips, muffling a displeased grunt at his acts.

“You scared?” He smiles first, pulling the cross away and now tracing his fingers along your lips before prying them inside and hooking your mouth open. “Come on, don’t act like you don’t know how to suck.”

You relent this time, feeling the cold and smooth tip of the cross enter past your lips when he resumes his previous assault. It’s not that you are against doing it, you just…haven’t done it before.

 You’re not exactly sure of how to respect a holy relic such as this one when you’re expected to choke on it. 

“That’s it.” Jake coos, pressing the cross further into your mouth. “Open up real wide.” 

You close your eyes at his voice, licking the smoothed object with an intensity you didn’t know you had. After all, it’s been so long since you’ve been intimate with a person, hence the constant wet dreams about your priest. This is somehow, incredibly hot to you. To have his son fucking your mouth, regardless of what object he’s using to do it. 

Still, it does hurt. The intricate edges of the cross bruises each time it hits the clenching walls of your throat and mouth, but Jake seems to like the sound of you choking and sobbing around it. After all, he just continues to press the cross further and further in. Probably relishing in the way you try to swallow around it and relax your throat. 

His eyes are so focused, seeing how much of it you can take and only imagining how good it would feel if it were his cock choking you right now. Despite your sputtering and crying eyes, you’re taking it so well. 

Yeah, you’ve definitely done this before. Probably swallowed up some guy’s cum and begged for more despite still having a cock wedged in your throat. How lucky for them to have someone so desperate to be gagged. 

“You’re filthy for doing this, you know that?” He laughs at your pain and how you don’t try to pull at his pushing hand, tipping the cross just a bit so that its hardened wood hits your throat in a way that hurts a bit too much.

You cough around it, only now pushing his hand back in protest. The tears are pouring from your eyes when the cross slides out of your mouth, and all you can do is blink up at him as you try to regain your breath. 

Half expecting him to immediately hold your head in place just to shove the cross back in, Jake pulls back instead, tilting his head down to look at your panties. 

Your legs instinctively cross to hide your arousal, but he prys your legs open regardless, forcing you to act as the whore you so wanted to be. For his father, for him, for anyone who would be willing, honestly. 

You’ve gotten wetter. 

“You’re so gross, I can’t believe you get off to this–” He laughs, feeling his cock begin to fucking ache. “You can take more, then.” 

No, no. You don’t want to keep sucking it, but your mouth opens anyway. Too turned on by the idea of seeing Jake’s reaction to watching you be so dirty, so blasphemous. 

The way he moans when you open your mouth willingly this time is…well, he looks fucking good. He sounds even better. 

You take it into your mouth without so much as a second thought this time, allowing him to slide the cross back and forth against your tongue and into your throat. You willingly swallow around the harsh edges, tears falling all the while, of course.  

You’re gagging so softly around it, he’s almost jealous over how you wanted his dad before you wanted him. Surely no one would do this for you, right? His father would never be with such a horny, needy, and dirty woman. 

Jake though….shamefully, is very into it. 

Into you, rather.

When he pulls it out this time, your saliva coats the cross in a way that nearly breaks his brain. Intensely, he stares at your lips, slack and waiting for him to continue his abuse. God, he’s so jealous. To think you would do this with someone else? With anyone? Anything? 

It turns him on beyond belief, but feeling jealous of the fucking cross isn’t exactly something Jake wants to admit. His father? Sure, whatever. But a relic he’s prayed to his whole life? Growing resentful of it just because you take it down your pretty and bruised throat? 

No. 

Jake shifts now, unable to satiate the arousal within him without grabbing your hand and forcing you to grope his hidden cock. So hard, so fucking hard, he nearly lets out his own sob at the euphoric touch when he actually does it. 

You’re a bit shocked that he’s letting you touch him, but you take the opportunity and run with it. You press your palm against him without any amount of shame, and all you can do is watch as he hangs his head, the saliva coated cross still gripped in his other hand. 

“Bet you wanted to fuck my mouth.” You croak out, your voice sounding just as raw at your throat. “Bet you wanted me to take all of it and beg for your cum.” 

His head shoots up in response to that as he grabs your face harshly, bucking against your hand at the same time. “Stop talking.” He seethes, releasing your face and inserting his fingers into your mouth instead. “Stick your tongue out.”

You do as he says, feeling his heavy cock twitching against your palm with each press. 

Jake seems like an expert at this, you aren’t sure, but when he presses your tongue down with his fingers to open your throat up, he spits into your mouth so easily that you have no choice but to swallow it.

Well, okay. He could probably get away with doing that a few more times if he wanted to.

You moan when you swallow, lending him a dopey smile that shocks him. You weren’t supposed to like that in his eyes, but when you grab his cock in response rather than just palm at it, he can’t help but moan back at you. 

His fingers continue to hold your tongue down as you jerk him off over his pants, and his hips stutter all the while until he loses all composure. Within a second, he stalks even closer, slamming both hands against the desk on either side of you and leaning forward to pin you there.

And then he grinds forward against your weak hand, pinned between him and the edge of the desk. 

Yet still, he’s gripping that fucking cross as he pins you here.

“You want me to fuck you so bad, I can see it.” He croaks, not even allowing you to offer him a nod before he’s got his lips attached to yours and he’s licking into your mouth. It feels impossibly better than that cross pressing against the back of your throat but you swallow his kiss just as easily. 

His hips continue to grind as he licks into your mouth like a man who doesn’t know how to kiss at all. So rough and messy with it, groaning more and more before he’s nearly a panting mess before you. He pulls back from the kiss only for a moment to stare at you, eye contact more fierce than it was before. 

“I think you’re the one who wants to fuck me.” You manage to slip out before he can silence you again, and his eyes narrow instantly. 

More than anything, that’s what he wants to do to you. He wants to shut you up in as many ways possible right now, and he definitely wants fucking you to be one of those ways. But he can’t, and he won't. 

“Hah–you’d love that.” He laughs, reaching his empty hand between the two of you to press his pants down enough to let his cock spring free. 

You can’t even get a good look at it, because he’s instantly grabbing himself and fucking his fist before looking back up at you. 

“Go on, look.” He says, leaning a bit so that you can watch him jerk off in full view now. “Bet you’d beg for it if I told you to.”

“Please?” You instantly let out, eyes staring at the angry head of his cock leaking and pulsing.

“I didn’t say to actually beg–” He groans, halting his hand and instead, thrusting his hips into the tightly formed hole he’s created. “I’m not going to fuck you.” He laughs again, now pulling the cross back and into your view with a wicked smirk. 

Of course. The cross. Well, at least you’re going to be fucked with something right?

 You eye the piece of wood and then go back to watching him. You’re not sure what it is about this situation but it feels like your body is on fire. Maybe it’s because hell is right beneath you, just a floorboard away from what the two of you have gotten yourselves into behind this locked door.

“Oh?” He halts his hips and licks his lips. “You actually want me to fuck you with this?”

You nod frantically, spreading your legs in front of him and showing off how large the spot on your panties has grown since he last inspected it. You watch as his eyes practically burn a hole through your pussy.

Only then does he release his own cock and look back into your eyes. More seriously this time when reality and guilt clicks in his head. 

“You are aware of what we are about to do, right?” His confidence falters blatantly as he glances at the cross. “Like, if you ever tell my dad about this, I will be disowned.” 

“You think I’d snitch on you?” You roll your eyes, body nearly shaking to get fucked. God, why does he have to stop now?

“Well, since you’re so inclined to confess every fucking day–”

“Jake, you literally just fucked my throat with it.” You deadpan, hooking your legs around him to pull him close enough to feel his cock hit your wet panties. “You’re the dirtiest one here, I’m not going to give that up just to see you get disowned.” 

He laughs at you for that. Because yeah, maybe he is. Maybe he’s the one who shouldn’t be in church, and maybe he’s the one who should have been confessing this whole time. Never in his life has he ever done this, or so much as imagined doing it, it’s so perverse. So, wrong. Unfortunately, that’s exactly what’s attractive about it. 

For some reason, his cock jumps when you say you’re not giving him up because he’s dirty. 

“And–” You soften your voice, trying to lure him. “You don’t have to use the cross, you know.” 

“No.” He barks out, pulling his hips back and pressing the cross against you instead. “Now, keep your legs open.” 

He gets right back into it without a second thought. He doesn’t care what he’s doing or what the repercussions of doing this will be. It’s not like he wasn’t going to hell before any of this, not based on the fantasies he’s had anyway.

Jake hooks his fingers into your panties and pulls them down your legs harshly, to the point that they’re stretching so far that it feels like they could cut through your skin. He backs away for a moment upon seeing you grimace at that, allowing you to slip them down your legs before positioning himself back between them.

“I’m dirty?” He says, looking at your pussy and the way it clenches around absolutely nothing. He sees the slick seeping out of you already, and it’s not only pathetic but so fucking desperate of you. “Fucking look at that.”

You smile at it, knowing that he’s degrading you but absolutely loving the view if his focused eyes are anything to go by.

Before the cross, he experimentally traces his fingers along your folds until he gets to your hole, and without hesitation, he slips one of them in. The grip of your walls alone could probably send him over the edge if he were to make a last-minute change and shove his cock into you, but he holds back. Instead, he traces the cross against you in the same way he did with his fingers, slowly inserting it alongside his digit. 

Pulling back, Jake watches your face as the cross opens you up, probably dragging against your walls uncomfortably as a reminder of the ultimate sin you’re committing with him right now. 

When your face doesn’t contort into that of pain, he pulls his finger out of you and places his hand back on his cock. Still staring at your face, he fucks the cross in and out of you. Relishing in the sound of how wet you are for this, and for him to give it to you.

 He does this until, finally, you moan.

Upon that little whimper of a moan, Jake is sent into a different headspace. One that quickens his pace with the object inside of you, one that tightens the grip on himself. 

Now, oh now, he’s playing for fun. He presses it in and then pulls it all the way out just to see your pussy beg for more. Holding back a moan over how fucking hot it is to see, he opts to coo out at you.

“Bet it would feel so good.” He breathes, trying to ignore the shiver that shoots through his body at the way you yearn for it. “Could shove my cock right in, you’d just take it, wouldn’t you?” 

Before you can answer, he’s thrusting the relic right back into you. In, out, in, out. Deeper, harder, fucking faster. And he offers the same for himself, tightening his fist, nearly abusing his own cock at the sight of your swollen hole swallow up the wood. Really, he makes a point to fuck himself just to imagine it’s you that’s squeezing him.  

If he thinks hard enough, it really is almost like he’s the one fucking you. 

He keeps this up for a few minutes, up until your legs are shaking around him and you begin to reach out with your hands. If it weren’t for the fact that he’s incredibly fucking horny right now, he’d probably be rushing for the altar to save you from whatever demon is possessing you.

 But, he knows that this is no demon, this is all his own doing. He’s loving it. Every single bit of this situation is being burned into his memory, and when your legs shake, it only urges him to fuck the object into you harder.

You whimper out strings of nonsense, almost begging for a release from this grasp he is holding over you both physically and mentally, but he doesn’t relent. Your pathetic cunt is being pounded by an object that should have you crying in fear, but instead, you’re so close to release you can only beg for more, more, fucking more. 

And god, he keeps giving it to you.

In an attempt to open your eyes, you feel dizzy with lust. Your hips buck up against the object with intent, and you can’t stop watching him. 

“Goddamn.” Jake stutters a sin, watching you fuck yourself against the holy relic. Thankful to rest his arm and be able to just…watch.

And oh, he’s watching and intensely imagining that it’s you on him. He can’t stop thinking about how fucking warm you must be, how tight, how sinfully delicious your pussy must be for you to be acting like this. And that thought is what forces him to lose it.

You were so focused, on the verge of your orgasm when you feel him practically tear the cross out of you, dropping it to the floor before – oh fuck.

You feel him. Something bigger, something thicker ramming into you. He’s prying you open more than he did previously, already pumping in and out at a frantic speed. Instantly, you cling onto him with a bruising grip, listening to his shameless moans as he realizes the lack of control he has over his own body or thoughts. 

Jake practically falls over you in euphoria as you cling, forcing you to fall back against the desk as he relentlessly plunges his hips. His breath is heavy against your neck as he loses himself, and all you can do is thank the same god you just disrespected for this cock that’s abusing your hole in all of the right ways.

“I can’t–” He groans out against your ear, his hips not stopping their relentless assault. “You’re so fucking dirty.” He insults, pushing you up the desk with each thrust. “So good.”

You can barely make a sound from the force behind his hips, only small yelps leaving your throat each time he slams in. And fuck, you want nothing more than to rub your clit right now. You could cum all over him, you could really make him feel good. 

And as if your prayers are answered, Jake apparently knows exactly how to pleasure a woman. Hm, curious. He knows how to do it fucking well too, as you feel his fingers rub against the swollen nub in the exact same way you would right now. Painful, intense.

The fact that he wants you to cum is delicious.

Your orgasm hits you almost instantly, pussy sucking in him each time he goes to thrust, and the sounds coming from your throat could be considered demonic by some, but he swallows them up with ease when he notes that you’re cumming all over him. 

Jake licks into your mouth, soothing you with dirty words when he pulls back to breathe. 

“You should see yourself–” He pants out, sticking his tongue out to lick against your lip. “Getting me all messy too?” He says again through a moan. “You’re beautiful.” He adds like a period at the end of a sentence. 

That alone makes you feel…different. In fact, it prolongs your orgasm far past sensitivity when he continues to thrust into you. You can’t tell if he said that because he’s close, or if it’s because he meant it. 

Quite frankly, you could give less of a fuck if he meant it. 

Jake stutters his hips when you lift your head just slightly, gripping his hair and skewing his head to the side so that you can whisper into his ear. 

“Want me to beg for your cum?” You whisper with a shaking voice. “You’d love that too, wouldn’t you? I know I would.”

His eyes squeeze shut as he aggressively turns his head and, once again, pries your mouth open with his tongue. A bruising kiss follows as he fucks his last few thrusts into you, doing just as you implied he should.

He pumps his cum into you relentlessly, thankful that it’s not all over his pants and entirely milked into that sinful cunt of yours. Thankful that you also got off around him instead of that forgotten cross on the floor. 

He wants nothing more than to remind you time and time again who got to you first. It was him, not his father. 

You smile at him when he pulls back out of breath, examining his pants before stuffing his sensitive cock back into them and reaching down for the cross.

“If you ever fucking tell my dad about this–” He seethes out of breath, trying to pretend that he can regain composure so soon after fucking you the way he just did. Still, he narrows his eyes at you much as he had done before. 

“Go on.” You say, voice shaking as you try to grasp back onto reality from whatever world his cock had sent you into. 

Jake is at a loss for words, because, what could he possibly do about it if you were to tell? He looks at you, still spread out against the desk, dress crumpled, his cum seeping out of you in a messy show of how much of an absolute whore he forced you to be.

“Just, don’t tell him.” He finally says, averting his eyes from you and looking at the cross in his hand. 

“Do you feel bad already?” You ask out, finally lifting to get off of the desk.

“Don’t you?” 

You shake your head, struggling to stand as the seething pain of having a wooden cross stuck into you shoots through your body. “Not really.” You try to laugh, but you wince instead.

“Yeah, I figured you’d probably be hurting after all of that.” He finally says in a somewhat apologetic tone, walking up to you with a soothing hand.

You’re a little shocked by his kindness. 

“Yeah, a little.” You laugh it off though because, at the moment, it felt good. You wouldn’t have wanted it any other way despite how blasphemous the act was.  

“Oh.” Jake seems sorrowful in his tone, but his gaze doesn't leave you. “I- um, I don’t know how to make it like, not hurt?” He scratches the back of his head.

In your attempt to put your dress back on, you do note that the pain inside of you isn’t unfamiliar. You’d been fucked hard before, but that was a long time ago. You missed this feeling, realizing that it was exactly what you think you needed. 

“It’ll pass.” You assure him, taking a deep breath and trying to stumble your way to the door. “I guess I’ll see you later, then?” 

Jake dips his head with a small nod, feeling guilty for what he’s done. Not because of the cross, not because of the sin, but because he’s unsure of how to pretend like he wouldn’t want to do it again.

[biggest-geo-oogami-enjoyer]

Hello! I was wondering if you could write hcs for how everyone would be at a carnival?? Thank you<3

The Best of All Amenities (All x MC/Reader - Carnival/Amusement Park HCs)

I'M BACK MOTHERFUCKERS >:D

Hello my beloved Anon, I hope you have an awesome day/night! <33 Thanks for letting me write this for you, and I'm sorry for the extreme lateness of this. I'm on my knees right now forgive me Anon raaaa.

Btw I'm getting back into the habit of writing so cut me some slack for this one. I'm also not experienced with carnivals at all so I apologise for potential inaccuracies my dear. </33

Post-Completion A/N: I just realised this said carnival instead of fucking amusement park I'm so done. I tried to make it work for both I'm sorry Anonnie. i'm sorry but have this anywayy because i've never been to a carnival and don't know what the hell goes on there and also I am kinda silly and if this is inaccurate I apologise

T.W.: Mentions of vomiting.

- Signed by biggest-geo-oogami-enjoyer

Amenities: something that helps to provide comfort, convenience, or enjoyment. 

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Brittney is a walking carnival let's be real.

Like her hair screams classic circus-tent except the white and red is pink and blue.

Would get cotton candy and judgmentally eat it while surveying the rides.

Y'all would be going around looking at everything.

She's probably gonna try to not get on anything because she's shitting herself at the thought of getting on a coaster frfr "not bothered".

Will carry iced coffee around, she somehow has an endless surplus of coffee. It's genuinely terrifying.

You both will wander around and gossip, along with judging the outfits of everyone else like it's a fashion strip.

Will get angry af if the line takes too long.

Will get on at least 1 ride out of spite, ends up almost vomiting. "Never again."

Y'all are paparazzi tho like shit's crazy with how many photos you both take of each other. shame it ain't the kinky kind

Deryl would go berserk. Like this boy will literally lose his marbles from joy.

If you invite him to any gathering, amusement park, carnival (hell any park at all), this boy will be dragging you everywhere.

Indecisive about where to go.

Very indecisive about what to eat. he'll harass you for food teehee

Is the type to get really excited about rollercoasters, until it's your turns to go on one.

In that case he'll start panicking.

You'll have to convince him he's not gonna die.

Will be quaking in his boots from fear.

Don't worry he gets on the ride anyway. Especially if he gets one from you after.

Will just be having a blast despite the terror tbh.

Will not go into any haunted house tho.

Like he will sprint out of there.

You'll have to run after him so he won't get lost lmfao.

Will expect emotional support from you after.

You both have a massive ton of fun tho prepare for more bedroom edition fun later.

Jess will be sceptical.

Don't get her wrong, she'd love to go.

But she's shy and a massive homebody.

and can't socialise to save her life

When you both get there, she'll be overwhelmed by the amount of people.

Sorry broski you're gonna have to do the talking.

Will be scared af of the rides, will clutch onto you for dear life.

May be the type to silently vanish and reappear because she's a midget often caught up in staring at venues and looking at things.

Will be the type to just cling to you tbh

She's either glued to you or unstick so hard and fast she'll teleport to the other side of the planet.

You'll probs take photos tbh, she does have an internet influence.

Y'all will be discussing each others' fav idols and celebs over desserts.

And of course loving each other's company and hopefully bodies.

Crowe will be happy to go wherever with you.

So he'll def be willing to do anything at this entertainment complex.

Yáll are probs gonna grab some snacks and take more mellow rides tbh.

He doesn't seem the type to like really violent ones.

Will probably be the type to just observe you go on a ride.

Will also take photos. He wants to admire you remember this day. <33

Will hold your drinks as well.

Will just serve as your porter and server let's be real.

He'll def go on the more chill rides tho.

Will even let his hair down to feel the wind. >:]

and also so you can pull it ngh

10/10 hair pulling sesh would do again yeehaw

You both have an epic day together. Time for an even sexier night

Hyugo would have already been dragging you places.

So when he stumbles upon the existence of this place, you bet he's taking you there.

Y'all are gonna be fucking parading around.

He's gonna just *point* somewhere and you're going.

Like it's not even a question or a debate.

He'll have a maniacal grin on his face while doing it too.

i'm scared send help

shawty getting a tad cray cray here

You're going on a ride hehe and he's gonna stare ahead very intently, grip the steel bar and have a very spoopy grin on his face.

Has a blast.

Y'all go everywhere, you make time for everything.

He'll shoot people in the line to make sure you have time teehee

y'all wont get arrested cause his daddy's got money

Oh. And candy.

You both eat all the candy.

You both also spend like 2 hours vomiting because of how much candy you had.

10/10 would puke guts out again.

But you both genuinely just have a blast. Shame it ain't a blast of smth white and sticky.

Geo will spawn at the venue with the most monotone expression ever. he's still shocked you invited him teehee

Will recoil at the sight of the massive crowds, will probably drag you off somewhere quieter.

Alas there aren't that many 'quiet' places to go to, so he'll grow to tolerate it (because of you and only you).

Will be the type to order food that he knows you like felt like getting, gives it to you anyway.

Will not be caught dead going on a ride, the screaming irritates him too much.

Unless you beg enough, then he'll do one of his choosing. (it's the most violent one because he wants you to stop calling him a scaredy-cat).

Will be dead silent the whole time, gets off unfazed AF (he'll be hiding his nausea dwdw).

Will also probably hide his face because...his influence, his reputation, (his beautiful sexy face), the fucking paparazzi.

Will probably try to make you go somewhere else with him after, like a cafe or smth, somewhere 'peaceful'.

Does enjoy himself though, will probably not admit it due to...pride.

Only thing is; nowhere's more peaceful than your bed teehee

Sol literally will be squealing with joy if you ask him to go anywhere with you.

This man is too down bad to live.

May or may not buy ice cream so he can watch you sensually lick it.

This bastard will 110% enter any form of haunted house just to see if you'd (hopefully) cling to him.

Will end up clutching your hand either way. <333

Everything is on him, like. E v e r y t h i n g. even you!!

You can't pay for anything, 'tis illegal.

Will be the type to just sit on a ride and hold back a smile because he's not bothered to scream like everyone else (he hates it when people do that, will probs wear headphones for the noise), so he'll just sit there and quietly rejoice.

Will bring his own food beforehand, in case you both don't wanna spend money on the stupidly expensive food there.

Is genuinely happy af tho, this guy will do whatever you want, win whatever you want.

Also will threaten people to move out of the line if they're holding it up or something.

Has no shame.

And that's okay.

Because the shameful things he does in the bedroom is more than enough to balance it out. ;)

You both have a banger time tho. *claps approvingly*

[asmogorna]

//vintage rabbit

a small thing i did for people who know little to no thing abt spg (my telegram channel followers)

forgive me the inaccurate 2024 outfit thats just how i always draw modern day rbbt

[chuckeroo777]

Dungeon Meshi Volume 5 Part 2

Continuing from chapter 33!

This seems out of continuity. Why is Falin an adult, but ambrosia is still incomplete? Regardless, a blessed image.

Did you know Marcille is 50 years old? Somehow, this information makes me more confused as to her relative age.

I don't know how to feel about the fact that they can express emotions like that. Also, why so sexy? Mimicry isn't exactly their MO.

I mean, if fish-men were a gray area despite being fish, than surely a plant is fine. That's not even close.

I love how the male dryads are feminine and the female dryads are masculine, purely so Kui could put silly man faces on the fruit.

See? Laios has standards. He (almost) draws the line at eating babies.

Depending on the spear, it can be a makeshift chopper. Or just grab a halberd and split the difference.

Gotta love how the moment Marcille acquiesces to semi-cannibalism, she discovers her new favorite dungeon food.

Technically it works. Those two are young adults, and you two... are not.

An important image.

Daw, it's the same spell Marcille showed her back in the day.

I know I've said I head-canon Laios as aroace, but I would find it really funny if he was aroace, but really had a thing for ears for some reason. He even mentioned elf ears when backpedaling with Zon.

She's beauty, she's grace, she will punch you in the face.

Look Marcille, if you had met Asivia, you'd probably agree.

Don't worry, it's cool. You can just draw as much power as you want, and nothing lives there to yell at you. Probably.

You know you're in some shit when the boss comes with a dark souls style title card.

Don't worry, he'll always be with you in spirit.

An important panel.

As seen in that one Izutsumi extra, Senshi's greatest fear is getting crushed by a pickling weight.

What are they doing? Their best.

Clearly, if you use a different weight, it won't work.

Which of these idiots came up with "Big Ears". Also, you can tell Laios respects him the most since he settles for just a lil' poke.

Hm... I noticed one in the grave yard but didn't think much of it. But here is another winged lion statue with horns. Eh, I'm sure it's nothing.

You know how it is. You get called cute once, and suddenly it's your favorite outfit.

Wait, it took them a whole week to catch up with the Touden party?

I was going to complain more, but this is actually pretty interesting.

One day, you too could generate the gametes to make an idiot like Laios.

Look on the bright side! With all your practical experience, you could write the new definitive guide!

Just imagine how many frog suits you could buy with that sort of money.

And another volume is complete! See you guys next time for volume 6!

(Also, I apologize for making an inaccurate joke in my chapter 0 post. Izutsumi arrives in chapter 40, not 42. I hope you can forgive this error.)

[izunias-meme-hole]

Top 5 supervillains?

LOOK AT THIS DUDE ASKIN' ME FOR MY TOP 5 SUPERVILLAINS!

In all seriousness though, I'll be glad to indulge, though be forewarned that my top 5 consists of supervillains from Marvel and DC, so like if this seems basic forgive me but I am allowed to be cringe in this instance because I've been dragged back into full on purgatory.

Number 1. Doctor Doom -As I've said before, I've always respected Victor, but I've never been super crazy about him. His animated and game adaptations are good but not perfect, and the movies so far have failed to get his character across in a great way, so that might've been a part of why I wasn't a Doom Superfan. Though after getting back into the absurdity and impactfulslness of superhero comics, it soon hit me... Doctor Doom is a villain made for comics. He's overdramatic, grandiose, terrifying, bombastic, egotistical, pragmatic, powerful, absurd, nuanced, insecure, lonely, the whole package placed within a suit of armor and a green cloak. He's an arrogant, tyrannical, cold hearted technological and magical genius who embodies every inch of supervillainy you could imagine, while remaining a genuinely sophisticated, and honorable figure even with his history of pettiness. Overall Doom is just one big magnificent bastard.

Number 2. Loki - Stan Lee, Jack Kirby, and Larry Leibber making the norse God of Mischief, the Poetic Edda's best figure, a supervillain... wasn't a bad idea. The result of that however was a wannabe king in a silly little outfit with devil horns who also happens to be Odin's adoptive son and the brother of Thor. This is inaccurate as hell and shouldn't work, yet it somehow does. He's a delightful trickster at every turn with a lot of gears consistently turning in his head, and while in the comics he's not really a villain anymore and his (in)famous run in the MCU ended on a surprisingly high note, he's still fun. Am I overrating him? Maybe.

Number 3. Magneto - He's honestly on par with Joker in my honest opinion, and I'm saying this as someone who's been familiar with Erik for a LONG time thanks to the X-Men films and Evolution, and has gone through his history in the comics. Magneto is basically one of the most famous examples of a "Knight Templar" in fiction, a self-righteous figure fighting for a crusade that he deems noble at any cost. As for why he feels the need to do this? He's a holocaust survivor, it's as simple as that. The comics are the legit only piece of media that go into deeper details about Magneto's life in the concentration camps and the aftermath of that hell which only led into more hell, but that's the basic gist of what makes him tick. Magneto's lived in a world where innocent people got killed because of state approval, and he's not letting that happen again.

Number 4. The Joker - The Joker is a crook who fell into a vat of chemicals and got a clownish makeover, who ended up becoming the nemesis of Batman. While the other rouges have their particular danger levels, they all have some type of cause they're fighting for or they're purely out to benefit themselves. Joker just causes chaos, death, and suffering, for the sake of his twisted sense of humor. He is willing to kill and ruin lives in the most creative way possible, so long as he finds it funny. Yet despite how twisted he is, this evil ass clown actually can be funny. Not only that, but he's the most effective contrast to Batman, even more than the other rouges. Batman is a frightening figure with a semi-demonic visage who suffered one bad day in his youth, yet he is a hero dedicated to the cause of justice and protecting the innocent citizens of Gotham City. Joker is a colorful figure with a big 'ol grin on his face and a jovial demeanor, yet he is perfectly okay with causing as much unwarranted harm to others for the sake of artistic chaos. Ultimately, the Clown Prince of Crime is a villain that's managed to last for decades, despite the ever marching clock, for these exact reasons.

Number 5. Lex Luthor - Superman's biggest hater being a self-made millionaire that is the embodiment of the best and worst of humanity will never not be fitting. Though if I'm being honest, I don't feel like DC has gone far enough with Lex. Still he's genuinely a pretty good villain for the man of steel to face.

[herbirdglitter]

Something that irks me in movies is not when period costumes are inaccurate, but rather when they’re perfectly fine and then the writers write about them in a way that’s batshit crazy

Like take Pirates of the Caribbean for example. Those movies were met trying to be historically accurate, why would they be? Yet still 98% of the outfits are at least historically possible for some decade in the 18th century and so it all feels believable.

Then came the writers with Elizabeth being tightlaced into stays (not physically possible) and she isn’t able to breathe (stays don’t work like that) and that smashing line “you like pain?try wearing a corset.” Ooooooh the drama. Girl they were not called corsets then but also, ???? It’s all comfortable walebone that molds to fit your body and it’s fitted perfectly to you? You’re the governors daughter, you can’t convince me your stays don’t fit you properly?? Why would it hurt??

And then there’s Bridgerton. Obviously Bridgerton’s costumes are purely based on vibes and in no world are they trying to be historically accurate which means I could easily forgive their lack of anything under their stays,

EXCEPT they made a point of showing the cruel marks and sores left by the patriarchal stays. How horrible. PLEASE. THAT’S WHY THE SHIFT IS THERE. It protects the stays from you and you from the stays. Nevermind you’re sweating directly into your stays and it probably smells like a swamp, you wouldn’t have the chaffing if you wore something underneath like you’re supposed to.

It’s like wearing sneakers without socks, going hiking, and then blaming your blisters on the cruel torture device that is your shoes.

And don’t get me started on the tightlacing scene. Yes, it doesn’t make any sense because you can’t see her waist in a regency gown, but again NOT PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE. METAL EYELETS WEREN’T INVENTED YET. YOU’D JUST RIP THE FABRIC.

I know it’s all just lazy writing shortcuts, tightlacing scene=tradition and oppression etc. but for the love of god, write a scene that’s at least physically possible

[kebriones]

Reviewing all old Alcibiades paintings, part 2

(part one is HERE )

HE'S BEING PULLED. I don't know why this is so funny to me. Like the other guy just got a grip on his cloak. Alcibiades untie your cloak and run. Socrates is doing his best, Alcibiades is leaning his wait on his palm that's on the blade of his sword. That's stitches at least. I just noticed he has a big ass arrow stuck in his thigh. RIP.

I don't like this painting, i only like how they have decorated this random armless statue in the background. Socrates' outfit isn't nice and Alcibiades isn't pretty, it's a no from me.

Now this Alcibiades is great. He's so cute look at him. He's standing so politely, please someone give him a pat on the head. His cuirass doesn't look very accurate and the plumes on the helmet aren't horse hairs, but i guess the shape of it, the cloak and the sandals are okay, so I will forgive. ome of the girls looks like a friend of mine. Timon is going through it as usual. I like the leopard skin he's wearing.

This one is a rare one. It's supposedly Alcibiades' death, I like how he's in a whole city, coming out of a whole palace or something. There are people falling out the windows and all. I like how he has a beard and looks visibly older and how everyone around him is in a state of panic, and there's the one guy on his left that has a pose as if he's stretching a bow to shoot, but he's holding no bow.

Another one of those paintings where the artist didn't stop to think maybe going into battle with a shield and helmet but literally nothing else on doesn't make any sense. Make him completely naked if you want, why give him a helmet, and a rather inaccurate one at that. Plus he doesn't have long hair, zero out out pf ten. Idk, this one could've been good but it's just disappointing to me. Might just be that I'm very sleepy atm.

Okay I'll end his part with one of my absolute favorites. He's so ashamed. Look at him. He's so wet and small and pathetic. His pose is perfect, his face is PERFECT. I also like the overall painting too, it's kinda crazy and all over the place, but fun to look at. I quite enjoy the rendering of the floor around Socrates.

[rapmonie2047]

Egghead - KSJ

pairing: kim seokjin x y/n

genre: fluff

rating: pg

notes: i’m missing seokjin so much. the picture he posted the other day with hobi and jimin made me cry. i just want him home, but i’m so proud of him. this fic is my therapy in the meantime. also, i dont have any clue how any of the miitary things work, so its probably really inaccurate. please forgive me lol

plot: y/n joins hobi and jimin to visit her boyfriend in the military

You have been nervous all day. You tossed and turned all night due your excitement. The morning started off with you trying on everything you own and then settling for the first outfit you put on, a nice pair of jeans and Jin’s favorite t-shirt on you. You ran around your house gathering all the bits and bobs you were going to need for the day, your film camera, some things Jin asked you to pick up for him, and a gift from you to Jin. You stopped for a moment to think of anything else you might need when three knocks in a rhythmic pattern interrupted your thought. You go to open the door and are immediately met with two arms surrounding you.

“Y/N!!!! Are you ready to visit your boyfriend?” Hoseok asked as he pulled away from the hug.

“I’m so nervous, but I just want to see him so bad!” You smiled in response. It had been a few weeks since you were last able to see Seokjin in person due to different schedules, but finally, you were going to be able to see him today. Oh, how you’ve longed too see him, to smell him, to touch him, to kiss him... 

“Me too. We’ve got to get going now. Jimin’s waiting in the car.” You grabbed your things while Hobi waited patiently at the door and then went down to join Jimin, who quickly gave you a hug and smile before starting the journey to see Jin.

The drive felt so long in your current state, but at last, the three of you had arrived. You practically ran to the entrance of the building, leaving Hoseok and Jimin laughing at your antics. “You aren’t even going to wait for us?” Jimin called after you. “Excuse me, the love of my life that I have not seen in what feels like 27 years is just behing those doors, so I’m completely justified in my excitement,” you sneer back at him.  “You know I’m just messing with you, Y/n. Come on, let’s head in.”

There he is, speaking to a few of his friends. He looked better than when you saw him last. His cheeks were fuller, meaning that he was eating well, his body was more muscly due to all of the exercise he was getting from his training, and his hair was growing out. You remembered when he first shaved it off. He looked good, but it was just strange seeing him without the mop of hair he had grown out in the months leading up to it. At the time, you were hit with the realization of what was to come, so you began to tease him and say that he looked like an egg while your tears started to fall. He just chuckled and held you tightly, gently wiping away your tears. 

Feeling yourself start to get overwhelmed with the emotion of seeing him again, you fell into a trance as you slowly began to walk over to him. Jimin and Hoseok stayed close to the door, sensing the emotional reunion that was about to happen. Jin still hadn’t noticed you, but the colleagues he was speaking to did, stopping the conversation and signaling to him that something was going on behind him. He slowly turned around and was met with your teary eyes. 

“Hello, Egghead,” you said as the tears began to fall.

Jin didn’t say anything, but he picked you up and hugged you as tightly as he could. After some moments, he slowly put you down. He pulled away, and you could see the tears that had started to fall from his own eyes. Before you could say anything else about it, he smushed his lips against yours in the most passionate kiss you’ve had in a while. Suddenly, a flash of light and sounds of sniffles interrupted your kiss. You and Jin pulled away to see Hoseok taking a picture, and Jimin crying a little behind him due to the sweet moment you and Jin just shared.

Jin turned to you and started to wipe your tears away. “Yahhhh, jagi. I missed you so much. You look gorgeous.” You ran your hands through the hair on his head. “I missed you too, Seokjin.” You reached down to grab the gift you had prepared and handed it to him. The gift was a cute mini photo album filled with polaroids of you, Jin, and some of your favorite date spots and memories that you wanted him to be able to look through on days that you weren’t able to physically see each other. He took it from you and began to look through it, wiping his tears as he reminisced on all your special moments together. “This is so precious, jagi. Thank you. I love you.” He leaned in to kiss you again.

“Uhh, sorry to ruin your moment, hyung, but we’re here too,” Hoseok interrupted. 

Seokjin pulled away and gave you a wink before turning to give his brothers hugs too. The four of you sat down and began to catch up on what eveyone had been up to since the last time you had all been together. It was nice to see Jin speaking with his brothers in person. You watched on with so much love in your eyes. You were so in love with the man, you were just happy to be in his presence again. Jin saw you looking at him from the corner of his eye and grabbed your hand under the table, reassuring you of his love for you.

The rest of the day was spent chatting and taking pictures to post for army later. Man, how you loved your egghead.

[exrankluck]

Dear Vocalist Momochi Translation — ＠ＳＨＩ・ＢＵ・ＹＡ＼the sweetest!／

disclaimer: this is 90% AI-generated transcription and translation, some things might be inaccurate or awkward.

this is a bonus drama that came with the riot cd !

「ディア♥ヴォーカリスト Riot」 タワーレコード各巻購入特典　「プライベート・ヴォーカリスト＠ＳＨＩ・ＢＵ・ＹＡ＼the sweetest!／」 エントリーNo.5 モモチ CV.豊永利行

There…

Ah - yes, it seems to be fully fixed. Thank you very much!

Okay, shall we go then?

Ahh~ I'm so glad. I can spend my time comfortably now.

By the way, why are 100-yen lighters lately so hard to light?

It's ridiculous. Why do I have to take it in for repair or pick it up myself in the first place, when the person who caused it to get water-damaged should be the one to fix it? That idiot! I'll never forgive him.

So, what should we do next?

Since we're already out, should we go eat somewhere~?

Sure, since we made the effort to come out.

Do you have any place you want to go to?

Shibuya Midi...

Ah, the building where Marui City* used to be.

Now that I think about it, I haven't been there since it was renovated.

From what Reo-o-do told me, the tenants inside have changed a lot.

Then let's go check it out. It's just around the corner anyways.

[01:33]

Ahh, I can finally smoke.

But seriously, this building is non-smoking everywhere.

What's with that?

I'm glad there was at least one restaurant where I could smoke.

Thank goodness I got the lighter fixed.

Alright, let's get some drinks.

What are you going to have?

Hurry up and decide.

Hmm... I think I'll have red wine today. I'm in the mood for something heavy.

Eh, there are quite a few types here.

What about you? Have you decided?

Oh, right, you’ll have juice.

Ah, excuse me! Can we order now?

Um, I'd like to have red wine, but which one is the heaviest of these?

Oh, I see. Then one glass of that, and also juice. Hey, which juice would you like?

Ah, let's see... there's grape juice.

Wow, they make juice at the winery too? That's amazing!

How about this one? Mm, oh, and what about food?

What should we get?

How about we order an appetizer first? Which one do you want?

Hm...

Ahahaha, you can't decide right away, can you?

It's fine, it's fine, don't rush.

Since we're here, let's take our time and choose together~

Um, for now, let's just order our drinks first.

[03:28]

sigh Hey, wait.

What was that just now?

Why can't you decide quickly on the appetizer?

The same goes for the drink, right?

In the end, I had to make the decision for you.

You can't make any decisions on your own.

You're really hopeless.

…What's with that look? Do you have some kind of complaint?

If you do, just say it clearly - Ah, the drinks are already here! That was fast~!

Uh, I'm sorry, we still haven't decided on the food order, right?

I'll call you over again later!

[04:21]

Hey, what was that just now? What did you mean by that?

I’m talking about your attitude just now!

You were making eyes at that waiter, weren’t you?

No, you definitely did. You even said “Sorry!” to him.

Ha, that waiter was pretty good-looking, huh?

But still, would you really do something like that in front of me?

No way! That's unbelievable.

Seriously... don't mess around!

*drink pour sfx*

A~h, this is bad.

Red wine stains are hard to wash out, right? But it's your fault. Because of you, I was really hurt, I can't take this anymore.

What are you going to do about it?

And what's with the outfit you're wearing today? I mean, what is that?

I've been thinking about it since we met up earlier.

Your cleavage is showing and your skirt is so short. Are you showing off? For who?

Hey.

Ehh, you’re blaming it on me? Did I ever say I liked this kind of thing?

That’s ridiculous.

When did I ever say that? What month, what day, what day of the week, what time, what minute? Tell me.

Aha, see, you can't answer, right?

Of course not, because it's all a lie!

I would never compliment an outfit like that.

And you wore it then lied to me~

That's what you did.

I'll make sure you never wear such clothes again ♡

That way, you won't make me angry by doing the same thing again, right?

S~ee?

Ah, ah, ah, it's dirty! It's all sticky~ Hehe.

Eh, even after all that, you still won't apologize? That just proves you haven't learned your lesson at all.

Well, then I'll have to make you understand.

Just so you know, don't make a scene. If you try to ask the waiter for help like earlier, you know what will happen, right?

*bite* Hehe, did it hurt?

But you were able to endure it somehow.

At least I can praise you for not making a sound.

A~h, the mark is clearly visible.

Good~ Now you won't be able to wear anything that doesn't cover your neck for a while-

sigh It’s that waiter from earlier. Tsk. It’s annoying that he came over we didn't call for him. Oh well.

Hey, wear this for a bit. There.

Just keep the hood on like that and I’ll play it off casually.

You also need to say something.

Got it?

Oh, perfect timing. Sorry, my girlfriend spilled her drink.

Ahaha, it might not be fine.

Hey, it's too bad, but we should get going.

We need to go home quickly and wash your clothes, or the stains won't come out.

Sorry for making a mess on the floor.

If you have anything to wipe it up with, I’ll...

Ah, really? I’m sorry. Then I'll leave it to you.

Okay, let's go.

Are you okay? We'll catch a taxi soon.

Come on, hurry up.

[9:20]

Wait. Not that way, this way.

If you get on the elevator, we'll stand out, won’t we?

There are a lot of people, so the stairs are the only option we have.

Ugh, why do I have to put up with this?

Even though it's obviously impossible to think of going down from the 9th floor using the stairs.

I was in such a good mood after fixing my lighter.

But now everything is ruined because of you, you know.

Even the hoodie I gave you is covered in stains and I can't wear it anymore.

What are you going to do about it?

…Seriously, what are you going to do?

Haa, why are you so quiet?

Don't tell me...

You're angry?

Don't mess around.

If anyone's angry, it's me!

…Can’t you say something?

Or are you intentionally ignoring me~?

If so-

Huh…

You're crying?

Show me your face.

Hehe, I knew it.

If you're going to cry, don't do things that will make me angry from the start.

How many times do I have to tell you?

You really are an idiot…

A~h, you're a mess.

Your makeup is all messed up too.

Crying outside on the street like that is way too embarrassing.

What if someone sees you?

With your face, hair, and body already a mess.

There's no way you can take a taxi like that, you know.

And it's not even within walking distance.

sigh But still...

What an awful face.

[11:43]

*lick? sfx* Bleh, it's super gross.

I don't know if it's wine or juice or tears, but it's the worst.

A~h, I'm getting annoyed. Why do I have to put up with something like this?

*bites* Hehe, does it hurt~?

Of course it does.

Because I'm making it hurt.

But still, no way~

I'm not satisfied at all.

Because right now, I'm super pissed off. *bites*

Hehe, you can't even scream it hurts so much.

Ah, or maybe...

You think it's kinda nice?

Hm…haha…Hehehe.

I see~ I get it.

You're the kind of person who wants to experience terrible things.

That's why you were trying to make me angry on purpose.

When I bit you earlier at the restaurant, you pretended it hurt but you were actually happy, weren't you? To be honest.

Ehh, you’re saying that’s not it?

Why don’t I give it a try for you~?

[13:17]

Hehe, It's just a little bit but it’s bleeding~

*bites* See, you're making noise now.

That's proof that you're happy.

It's useless to try to hide it. *sucking*

Now it tastes even weirder with the taste of blood.

It's really the worst.

I have to think carefully about how I'm going to punish you. Hehe.

Ah, but if I do something too harsh, you'll just enjoy it even more, which is a problem~ That means no matter what I do, it won't be a punishment for you.

For you, any kind of punishment from me is the same as doing this.

[lordisitmine]

TTNBD BLOG: PART TWO

Welcome once again, to the extended author’s notes! That’s kind of how I’m thinking of these posts. This post covers the details of chapter two of the story, (chapter 3 on ao3 if you’re just looking at the numbers), entitled What a Tangled Web We Weave. So, spoilers if you haven’t read that yet.

HISTORICAL ACCURACY

In this week’s retrospective, I’d like to talk a little bit about historical accuracy. If you’re anything like me, you like watching and reading a lot of things that take place in past eras. If you’re like me, you hate when something- be it a phrase, an outfit, a hairstyle, or a reference to people/events- is egregiously incorrect to the time period being portrayed. Big anachronisms drive me crazy.

However, there’s a level of inaccuracy that I don’t actually mind- if it helps better the story without taking me too much out of the fantasy, or if it adds something to the setting while not detracting from the believably- I’ll allow it. Basically, what I’m saying is that, like a lot of other aspects of writing/art, historical accuracy is about finding the right balance. Or, getting as close as you can to the target of perfect. With fanfiction, I think the margin is even wider- I try not to take this medium too overly seriously, especially when I’m reading and enjoying something someone else has written. I’m a little tougher on myself, though I hope not too tough.

I like to call what I do “movie-accurate”. A lot of my favourite period films have things in them that just aren’t correct, but because I love those movies so much, and because the overall vibe is close enough to what I know about history, I let it slide.

For example, in the 2005 film Pride and Prejudice, the hairstyles of the young women, as well as some of their dress styles are quite off from what women’s fashions were actually like at the time in which the novel/movie was set. The 1995 BBC miniseries adaptation is far, far more faithful in terms of aesthetics. However, the 2005 film is incredibly beloved by a lot of Jane Austen fans, despite its inaccuracies! Because it’s a fucking good movie, which sells the characterization and romances so well that you can sort of excuse the “dumbing down” of the details. It’s one of my favourite period films, and films, period.

Obviously there are bad movies that don’t even try to be accurate, but when I say “movie-accurate” know that I’m talking about the good ones.

During the course of Though the Night be Dark, I’ll be making a lot of references to/descriptions of outfits and hairstyles, because I’m pretty sure I was a fashion designer or personal stylist in my past life, but not all of them will be totally accurate to the years 1899/1900. That goes for stuff like technology, too- it won’t ever be over-the-top (i.e. they’re not gonna have television in the year 1900) but if you notice stuff that seems just a little out of place, know that I felt it was necessary to fudge the numbers, so to speak, in pursuit of the characters, the romance, and the story itself.

This same sort of “movie-accuracy” applies to the settings. I’ve never been to Paris or London in my life- I’m broke and there’s a whole ocean in between me and Europe. I do my best to research and reference actual places and landmarks, but if you do live in either of those places and what I write seems fantastical or inaccurate, I am sorry, believe me. Please forgive me, and do your best to imagine these as like, imaginary versions of these places.

I don’t know why I’m defending myself- most people probably don’t mind, and some probably don’t notice things like this. But it’s important to me to be as accurate as I can be within the scope of my ability, and it’s important to me for people to learn about my process if they want to. I digress.

CHAPTER TWO: WHAT A TANGLED WEB WE WEAVE

Sometimes I pick titles because they’re references to things, and the words/themes of the things in question closely fit the character and the story. For example, To the End of Everything is a lyric from the Adam Lambert song Sleepwalker, which was on my SebaCiel playlist back in 2014 when I was first writing it. It fit the story of the end of Ciel’s life, and the end of his contract with Sebastian, and it’s such a nice set of words to say out loud and look at on a screen.

The first chapter of this fic, A Far, Far Better Rest, is a reference to the final line from A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens. Two cities, London and Paris, both of which are the settings for TTNBD. Not a super deep reference, but there’s a reason for it.

What a Tangled Web We Weave is also a reference to something- part of a famous line from am 1808 poem Marmion: A Tale of Flodden Field by Sir Walter Scott. It’s set in the time of Henry VIII and tells the romantic and ultimately tragic story of some rich guy and his affair with a woman. The full line is what a tangled we weave/when first we practise to deceive.

I picked this title for three reasons: one, because it has the word web in it, and Claude is a spider demon. Two, because it’s about lies, and lies are the basis for some of the upcoming conflict in this story. And three, and most chief among the reasons: it sounded cool.

What can I say. Sometimes I write/use things are deep and profound, and sometimes I just use things I think are kinda neat. I try, as always, to strike a decent balance.

Alright, let’s break this chapter down.

We started off with a remix of a scene from the second season of the Black Butler anime. It’s a little infamous, to be sure. I’m speaking of course about the scene where Alois shoves his finger into Hannah’s eye socket! I know that in the original scene he doesn’t actually pull out her eyeball, but I wanted to go whole-hog, I think it’s just extra insane and I wanted you to know what kind of Alois Trancy character I’m playing with here. He’s an adult here, whereas he was a kid in the anime- I don’t know, I just thought the increased level of brutality suited him.

I pulled actual dialogue from the scene and repurposed it, which I love doing and have done many times in my fanfic writing career (side-eye at my Supernatural fics). I wrote it from Claude’s POV because I love that outsider POV in a scene. I also wanted to establish his thoughts and feelings about Alois right off the bat.

Cards on the table: I haven’t watched the second season of the anime in a very long time. I watched the first few episodes some time last year I think??? When I was deciding to write this story, just to get a feel for their characters/relationship again. I’ve seen them portrayed in fanon as everything from a toxic couple to a couple who are more actually in love, like Ciel and Sebastian- I very much don’t see that for these two. Their tension is different, and in the context of this story, it’s been years, and that tension is heading towards a boiling point.

What I’m saying is that I’m sorry to any real die-hard Alois and/or Claude fans in advance if I do stretch them too far out of the OOC allowance margins… but also no I’m not hehehehehe.

Claude mentions Alois reading penny dreadfuls. Penny dreadfuls were these cheap little serialised fiction zines you could buy for a penny, hence the name. Every volume was like, an 8–16 page chunk of a story. The dreadful part comes from the fact that they were highly sensationalised and sometime salacious stories about murder and highway robbery and pirates and stories of real-life criminals doing heinous murder and such- sometimes sold at public executions! Overall, these things weren’t considered Proper English Literature. Which of course meant that they were VERY popular. Mostly in the early to mid 1800s. As far as I know, they started to lose ground in popular culture by the turn of the century, but they existed, I think they were cool, and therefore I can include a reference to them!

Penny dreadfuls weren’t really about romance or sex but they were super popular among young people, and the idea of Alois reading trashy romance novels in general is just hilarious to me. And like I said, I just really wanted to reference something so undeniably Victorian.

And yes, for the purposes of this story, he does in fact know that Hannah is a demon. Did he know that in the anime? I think maybe he did, but like I said, it’s been a while, and I don’t remember. I could go back and watch it again, but I don’t want canon to mess up my fanfiction. Anyway, the fact that Alois knows Hannah is a demon will become relevant and important as the story continues, so I won’t say too much more about it.

Back to Paris- it’s time for more Lizzy content! There’s quite a bit of that in this chapter. Originally, this chapter and the next one were originally just supposed to be one chapter, but the whole thing got too long/had a natural breaking point in my mins, so I split it up.

These parts of the story are more difficult to write- they involve the OCs a lot, and there’s lots of things to establish. It’s hard to do that without getting to in the weeds or being really clunky, but on the other hand, I can’t forget that anything outside of canon references is in my brain and no one else’s, so I have to make sure to cover the important stuff.

This is my first time writing F/F romance! That’s not quite true. I’ve been writing original stories with F/F romances in them for years and years- this is my first time writing an F/F romance that other people are actually going to read. Thankfully, being a lesbian, I have actual experience falling in love with women, so I have lots of real-life stuff to draw from. I didn’t realise how much of my own past and current crushes and preferences wormed their way into the Lizzy/Sybil dynamic. I’ve read posts before about how romance/sex scenes are always revealing of the author’s preferences/feelings/kinks, and I was like “not me haha I am Unknowable” but I guess I can’t say that anymore oops.

When it comes to labels for fictional characters, I don’t like to use them/talk about them unless it’s been explicitly stated in canon. For example, I would never say a canon bisexual character is exclusively gay, that would be bi erasure and we don’t do that shit here. This is especially relevant when it comes to time periods where terminology was different, and labels hadn’t been invented yet/didn’t mean the same things.

I’m trying to write Lizzy in a way that the reader can interpret any way they want! If you want to read her as bi or as a lesbian, that’s fine, I have no hard opinion on the subject! I think it makes a lot of sense that she’s bi, I think that there’s a case for her being a lesbian who’s had to deal with some hardcore compulsory heterosexuality.

However, Sybil is my character and therefore I do get to say what she is, and she is a lesbian. Stone cold homosexual. Again, not that it matters, I just like saying it.

Lizzy and Sybil’s romance isn’t a full-on slow burn per se, but I’m really enjoying building it up here brick-by-brick. At this point, she and Lizzy have been friends for a long time and already know each other really well, so the “to lovers” part can kind of come into play early, but I’m not going to give it all away at once- where would the fun be in that?

Let’s talk about Verity. Madame LaChance if you’re nasty. Verity, of course, means truth, and la chance is French for luck. I kind of wanted her to be straight up called “Lady Luck” but that was a bit TOO hokey, even for me. I wanted there to be an auntie-like side character, and I said to myself, what if there was a character who was like, all the good, lighthearted parts of Grell and Madame Red without any of the “oh btw I’m insane/also a serial killer”. I thought it’d be funny if she was sort of a go-between, having friendships with both Sybil & Lizzy as well as Ciel & Sebastian without any of them being aware of it. She became a bigger part of the story than I’d originally intended- she sort of stole my heart, maybe she’ll steal yours too.

She’s a little mysterious, but I can promise you she is a normal human. She’s just very… unique, I guess you could say. No more spoilers.

I’m being sort of vague about the club and what it’s called and what it looks like, there’s a lot more about it in a future chapter, don’t worry. Also, Madame refers to Ciel as Monsieur Phénix and Sebastian as Monsieur Corbeau. That’s French for phoenix and raven respectively. Stage names. Code names. C'est très dramatique. (No, I don’t actually speak French, beyond some very basic words and phrases.)

I hate to admit it, but I felt woefully out of my element while writing this part and I'm not 100% happy with how it came out I knew I wanted to have some reason to show Sebastian and Ciel going about their day-to-day lives, but I was also struck by the lack of, like, drama or action so far in the story. I fell back on the old adage of “write what you know” and had the boys not solving crime per se (there will be time for that later) but perhaps avenging somebody. I don’t think Ciel will ever give up his vengeful nature, whether its on his own behalf or someone else’s. And for Sebastian, it’s just bad business, and we can’t have that, can we?

There are a whole two paragraphs from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott in this next scene. I don’t know if that book is meant to be sad, but it made me terribly melancholy when I read it as a kid. Also, there I go again referencing literature. I pulled the same trick in next week’s chapter too, which I didn’t even realise I was repeating until I’d already done it. Oops.

“-And nobody saw Beth wipe the tears off the yellow keys, that wouldn't keep in tune, when she was all alone. She sang like a little lark about her work, never was too tired for Marmee and the girls, and day after day said hopefully to herself, "I know I'll get my music some time, if I'm good."

"There are many Beth’s in the world, shy and quiet, sitting in corners till needed, and living for others so cheerfully that no one sees the sacrifices till the little cricket on the hearth stops chirping, and the sweet, sunshiny presence vanishes, leaving silence and shadow behind.”

I wanted Lizzy to be reading aloud in this scene and this reference jumped out at me when I was trying to think of books that existed at the time and that characters this age might have access to. Beth of course is short for Elizabeth, and Lizzy’s arc in this story is about her becoming her own person in a lot of ways, or like, realising who she is, and this quote about Beth feeling like she’s in everyone’s shadow and only exists to do things for other people seemed really appropriate.

There’s a little more insight into Simeon- I drew the photograph described in the scene so you could get an idea of what Simeon looks like. I really like writing Simeon. He’s such a Good Dad. I mean, he’s bound by his word to be a good dad, but he really loves Sybil so much and wants her to be happy. But there’s also so much going on beneath the surface. I know most of you have figured out his true nature by now, but I hope that I still have the ability to surprise you in the long run when it comes to him.

Once again, thanks for reading! Comments and questions are always welcome, and I’ll see you all again next week! Special shout-out to vandorttranslations, who is translating this story into Russian as we go! It will never not be amazing to me that someone feels strongly enough about my work to undertake such a task!

-lord_is_it_mine

[j0kers-light]

Hi! how do you think Joker would feel if reader was a runner? I’m not quite there yet but I hope to run a marathon at some point, so I end up having to spend a lot of time running. Which I don’t mind... but I get up before the sun rises and immediately go out to get my run in. Which I feel like J couldn't handle if he slept at the readers apartment that night. And I wonder if he'd be worried about reader being outside alone for long periods of time. I feel like races would be lonely for reader since he obviously couldn't just show up and cheer her on </3. And on a more personal note- I also wonder if he'd or if he'd notice the absurd amount of race t shirts i have 😂. And this is kind of a stupid thing I do, but sometimes I run when I’m sick. Even If have the flu or something I will still try to run it off, which I figure he wouldn’t approve of reader doing. And I’m very injury prone (very). So he might notice notice my slight Advil addiction lol

Sorry for the Kind of random a request. Maybe not a lot to write about, but I feel like I’ve never seen a story/headcannon about a reader who runs 🤔? I had this thought because the running shoes I like are soo expensive (especially when you have to buy them regularly 😵) and I thought of a scenario where he steals reader some shoes in bulk 😅. Anywho you don’t have to write all or any of this if you don’t care (this is basically a self insert of myself so change what you want) , I’m kinda rambling so this may not make any sense. And I love your stories btw 🩷

Hey hi anon!!!!! 🖤✨

You weren’t rambling love, I understood everything you said! AINT NOTHING WRONG WITH A SELF INSERT its why I'm here lol 🤭 thank you for sharing those tiny details, I shall follow them to the letter! Ah! Thank you for reading too!

Disclosure: I am not a runner and I have no idea about this topic so forgive me if anything is inaccurate. Did I drop what I was doing to fill this head canon? YES you're worth it! Representation matters so don’t hesitate to be self indulgent!

I hope you enjoy beloved! Keep runnin'! 🏃🏾‍♀️💨

With the clash of schedules-- Joker usually arrives at your apartment when you're stepping out for your morning run.

You pass right by him and he's bewildered on where you're going this early in the day. The sun hasn't even risen yet and why aren't ya wearing anything?!?!!

Your sports bra and jogger pants makes him seethe in anger. You look too sexy to be leaving the building all alone!!

This poses a huge safety risk in Joker's mind because Gotham City is never safe but he knows (from experience) that this is the worst time to be out, alone!

Why. Are. You. Out. Running. In. The. Dark? Looking like a defenseless snack? 👀

He flips out when you come back all sweaty yet energized. Whatever that means.... you still look hot. An easy target for sure.

He yells at you for putting yourself in danger until you explain that you're been training for the past few months and nothing has happened. How is it he’s just now noticing?

Then you sheepishly explain the odd hours that you run. Mornings and/or nights with no protection whatsoever and Joker.exe stops working.

Joker takes no chances and assigns your security team to follow your training/run route effectively immediately. And as for your skimpy running attire? Girl.

You thought you owned enough race shirts. HA!

Joker buys steals you modest running outfits but they do little to conceal your peaches (wink) or your killer legs, much to his dismay.

You can wear a trash bag and still look sexy. He begrudgingly allows you to wear your tight outfits because they’re practical.

He stares you down anytime you do a warmup stretch before a run. Oh he'll stretch you out real good.... AHEM! Uh moving on..

Joker most definitely notices your hoard of running shoes. Just how many do you need and why are they so expensive?

You explain that they wear down so quickly by running so you constantly need a new pair.

Joker takes it upon himself (being the supportive partner that he is) to buy steal the entire store's supply of shoes in your size!

Imagine coming home to a mountain of shoe boxes and Joker's head poking around the corner. 😃 He's so proud of himself but you feel the oncoming headache.

He's expressing his love through illegal, over the top gestures.... again. You love this idiot.

And speaking of grand gestures, since J can't attend your races— at least not publicly, he has become rather creative in showing his support.

He bribes threatens people to cheer you on in his place or sets up unauthorized checkpoints along the route with banners, balloons, etc. with messages like ‘GO Y/N!’ or ‘Run faster, Bunny!’

It’s so embarrassing when the marathon speakers are hacked and the song, 'Track Star' by Mooski plays because Joker does not know the true meaning behind the lyrics! He just hears, 'she's a runner, she's a track star' and thinks it’s a compliment.

You almost forfeited the race when the urge to hide in shame hit you. The clown dedicated the song to you! Joker means well but this ain't it.

The fireworks he rigged to go off when you won the race however were a sweet touch.

Little did you know— if you weren't expected to win, Joker had laughing gas on standby to poison the other runners so you could gain the lead as they fell behind laughing to death...

His Bunny will win, no matter what. #SupportiveCrazyBF

Joker does not predict you sabotaging your own chances by running while sick.

He doesn't understand your logic of ‘running your flu off.’ It doesn’t make any sense so he’s troubleshooting a plan to help you.

How did you sneak out!?! You should be at home, getting rest and fluids yet you’re knocking back Advil and pressing on like everything is fine.

Let's just say Joker is more than furious with you love.

You knew Joker would eventually find out where you were. You shook off your security detail the moment he left and made it to the check in booth for the marathon while still under the weather.

It was just a seasonal flu. No biggie!

Joker was acting like a mother hen thinking you shouldn't lift a finger while sick and he even dressed up like a nurse to further prove just how serious he was about your health. He ordered you to stay in bed and rest— not sneaking out to attend a race. You knew he would be furious but what could he do once you started the competition?

They didn’t perform wellness checks so after everyone got into place and the starter gun went off, the race began.

It was Joker’s fault that he left his patient unattended. The race would only take a few hours and you would be back long before Joker returned from who knows what.

In hindsight, you didn't expect J and his goons to storm the pavilion where the registration booth and spectator zone were set up.

People were none the wiser when multiple vans pulled up, got out, and blended into the crowd. Only when Joker’s goons yielding guns and other weapons started wreaking havoc halfway into the race did things get crazy.

In the midst of the chaos, Joker casually walked up to your upcoming mile marker and waited for you to run by.

He'd only seen you run a handful of times but his keen eye instantly noticed you were more sluggish and less enthusiastic today. You were just going through the motions and looked ready to pass out.

No doubt because his Light was hardheaded and ran a marathon with a flu.

Good thing Joker was good at handling brats. He had no problem plucking you from thin air and hauling you (kicking and screaming) into his van. He hit the wall and it sped off back to your apartment in record time.

If you weren't sick maybe you would've had the energy to fight back more but Joker was able to swat your punches to his face away like a fly.

"J?! What the.. What is your problem!!?! You just ruined a charity race!" You coughed into your elbow as Joker watched in silence.

His face was unreadable and the both of you just swayed with the van's motion as it barreled through Gotham traffic.

Not a peep from your lover. This wasn't good. You were, in essence, in the principal's office. Joker went out of his way to snatch you— in broad daylight— from a public event and he had nothing to say. His intense gaze spoke volumes.

You immediately backtracked to save your skin.

"That wig looks great on you, J. It uh.. *cough* ahem, accentuates your features." You said weakly.

"Don't play with me, Y/n."

Oh. Government name. You f__ked up.

Joker ripped off his ginger wig and fluffed out his own hair underneath. It was a scare tactic, one that was working very well. He was prolonging the inevitable and you knew he was holding back the full severity of his anger.

Finally he licked his lips and spoke. "You wanna know whhhhhhhy it’s a bad idea to, run, while you’re sick hmm? Let’s see.. Respiratory problems, dizzy spells— tch, your accident prone a** can trip on thin air and crack ya head open. Do I need ta go on?"

He waved his hands at you until you shook your head meekly.

"Good! Now... if my Bunny had listeneddd to me.. and stayed in bed, your uhhh charity marathon? Wouldn't have been sabotaged. What's that saying of yours? Play stupid games, win stupid prizessss."

You turned your head in embarrassment but Joker reached over to turn it back towards him. Gone was his stern gaze and replaced with a much more softer expression.

"Think of it this way, Bunny. I came and supported my girl at her uh race." Joker cracked up laughing.

That was not the support you had in mind.

[okchijt]

Author's Note: HEY @michu-writeses I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED YOUR REQUEST BUT IT WASN'T READY YET SO I HAD TO DELETE IT, SCREENSHOTED IT, AND PUT IT HERE, SO SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE!😖 Hope you like it though, I'm looking forward to your feedback later!😉 I don't cosplay at all, so please forgive me if this is inaccurate in any way. You might also notice a pattern in this one that I used for all of the ninjas, so sorry if it gets repetitive and boring after a while😖 Also, I THINK YOUR SUPER COOL AS WELL! And lastly, go ahead and check out my masterlist if you want to request anything yourself, thank you, and enjoy!❤ OH AND ILY TOO! >w<

Cole

🪨 Cole would honestly be the most supportive out of the four. He'd be both surprised and confused at first. But the longer he stares at the outfits, the faster he starts to put all of the pieces of the puzzle together, he may not know what it is yet, but he sure is familiar with it!

🪨 Any form of insecurity or embarrassment you feel about it, Cole will make sure to get rid of by giving you tons of praise as well as telling you how he used to wear stuff like this for shows his father practically forced him to do. He never liked doing them, but he won't lie by saying he's always admired the costumes, so this would very much remained him of that. This would be his way of soothing you about it, in a way that he kind of gets it and doesn't think ill of you because of it.

🪨 Cole will have no problem getting used to your hobby. Each cosplay will be treated with special care and respect, just like he was taught while still doing shows. And because of that, he won't even bat an eye at seeing you in one, ever. If anything he'll get excited when he sees you in one because during his childhood it was the only thing he looked forward to while doing shows. So expect a very excited Cole always jumping around you asking you lots of questions about said cosplay, wanting to know the character and purpose of the outfit, not to mention tons of compliments after every sentence!

🪨 Cole would for sure help you make some cosplay if you let him! He'd be horrible at it though, at first. He's a quick learner and would start sewing as good as you in a matter of hours! If you don't trust him with that, that's okay! Just please let him design or draw some of these cosplays for you! Cole is confirmed to be a talented artist, so at least let him do that! He'd be even more thrilled if you let him draw you in them, you'll essentially become his modal. And don't worry, the drawings would be of the highest quality, all of them hanging all over the walls of his rooms. He's just really proud of them and most importantly you!

🪨 If any of the ninjas teases or makes fun of you for it, they are met with the scariest death stare to date and even worse tasting food than they had ever before, that will shut them up real quick. Cole is the strongest ninja physically and the others have no doubt in their minds that he will become violent for you if they don't stop. Plus there's also the fact that the probability of them dying from food poisoning is pretty high, so yeah.

🪨 If any cosplay is from a media you enjoy, he suddenly likes it too! Like genuinely though, he'll want to be included in the said media! He'll watch the show/movie with you, read the comic/manga/book, play the game with you, listen to the music with you, etc. Just about anything that the cosplay is from he'll want to be knowledgeable about it too. Even if he isn't into the media itself as much as you, he'll still do it with you cause your happiness is his happiness, plus now he has an excuse to call these moments mini-dates.

🪨 If your someone who's cosplaying is a job, he'll 100% want you to bring him with you every time. If you let him come to work he'll be on his best behavior, constantly looking for ways to be useful to your team. Whatever task you or your team give him is a-okay with him! Being a water boy? Check. Holding up all of the wires? Check. Helping with the camera? Check. He just wants the job experience to be as easy as it can be for everyone, and you and the team would really appreciate that! And if he isn't doing that and is just sitting on his chair, his eyes won't leave your frame once. No matter what you're cosplaying as his attention is fully on you as well as him spouting compliments every chance he gets! Your team would honestly encourage you to bring him with you every time! Even if he eats all of the souvenirs they have.

🪨 The same can be said if your social media is all about cosplay. This man will get the whole ninja team to help with a video or photo shoot. No one dares to complain because they're all too scared of Cole, so they just stay quiet and help in the best way they can. Cole would forcibly make himself the manager of all of your social media, because yes. He'd report to you about the feedback and your schedule 24/7, it can get overwhelming sometimes so let him know and he'll turn it down a bit. It's just that if he wasn't a ninja he'd honestly want his job to be your manager, that's how much he loves it and you.

🪨 Cole 100% would be into couple cosplay! Any media couple is fine with him and he'd be more than happy to do it, especially if you have to make a shoot for it. He still has some of that theater kid from back then left in him, so it'll be easy for him to get into character, especially if it's a character he knows. But if you just want him to do it with you just because, he'd be silently hesitant, he only likes/wants to dress up when there's a purpose to it, so he'll be very nervous to do it without a reason, but a quick kiss and some encouragement would do the trick.

🪨 If you were to make a cosplay for him, he'd be over the moon! He'll probably get a little emotional when you give it to him, quickly wiping his tears away, saying something got into his eye. That being said, he has a hidden insecurity about stuff like this, mainly because of the amount of stress his dad put him through. So even if he has a deep love for costumes, there's that voice in the back of his head that reminds him of all of the mistakes he did back then and the disappointed looks he got from his dad when he wore them. If you are able to catch on, a good long talk of reassurance will do the trick, give him some time and he'll be wearing that cosplay like it's his everyday clothing!

🪨 If you were to cosplay him, he'll literally get a heart attack from the amount of love he'd be feeling at the moment! He'll probably get a little emotional from it, after years of pretending to be other people while trying so hard not to disappoint his father, just seeing you dressed like him made him kind of accept his past and embrace it. That would be the reason why he'd treat you like royalty for the rest of the day, doing everything for you whether you ask him or not, but that wouldn't be enough for him. Don't be surprised if you see him try and make a cosplay of you as a thank you back. Depending on how you look and dress, it could either be an okay/great-looking cosplay, or a complete disaster, you still love him though.

🪨 Overall I'd say that Cole would be the best out of the 4 to have In this situation. He'd be able to relate on a personal level, which would make reassurance from him hit way deeper than from someone who's never done dressing up or cosplaying before. He'll be always ready to help with whatever cosplay you need, will always want to be included, and just generally wants to be there for you whenever he can. The only problem would be his hidden emotional baggage, which he'll try to not show. But that's an easy problem to fix with the amount of time he's spending on cosplays with you, so just a kiss and reassurance here and there, and the problem would be a thing anymore. Gotta say a 10/10 for sure.

Jay

⚡The minute he finds out, he won't shut up about it. Asking you constant questions like, "How many cosplays do you have!? Can I touch your wig!? Why does this one look like that but the other doesn't? Aren't they the same thing!? Did you make it or did you buy it!? How and why!?" He doesn't mean to offend you by any means of course! He just doesn't think before he talks so if you take offense to anything he says he will immediately zip it and apologize while explaining himself.

⚡If you were nervous or insecure before and Jay's questions made it worse, he'll be devastated. He'll immediately start reassuring you that your hobby is nothing to feel ashamed of and that he shouldn't have opened his mouth in the first place. He'll try to distract you by asking if you can wear some for him. When you come out and show him expect nothing but praise and a drooling Jay.

⚡It would admittedly take Jay a while to get used to your hobby, especially if you do it a lot. Jay didn't grow up in an environment that exposed him to stuff like this, so he did think it was kind of weird at first. But the more he learned the more he grew to like it, linking it with costumes that actors would wear in a show. So don't be surprised when he slowly starts to get better at being nicer and more appreciative about it.

⚡Jay, being a gamer, a comic fan, and almost every other media fan would 100% be able to name almost all of your cosplay's from what media they are and which character. It would turn into a game between you two, that whenever he would see you in a cosplay he'd have 3 guesses each for every category: What character, what media, and what season/version of it if it matters. The game itself would quickly grow on him, impatiently waiting for you to come out of your room anytime you announce another cosplay coming.

⚡If you'd need any help with completing your cosplay in the makeup or mecha department, he's your guy! Jay canonically knows how to apply make-up, so he'd be down if you ask him to do it for you! Just be sure to not ask him in front of the team, he gets really embarrassed remembering that he used to be a show host. Mecha though? You'd give him such an ego boost if you ask him in front of the others. He'd happily make every part of your cosplay that is mecha-related. Outside of that, Jay wouldn't be too excited if you ask him to help with a normal cosplay. Sure it's a cute bonding moment between you, it's kind of relaxing and he's a quick learner, but it's just not his thing. He'd never say "no" to you though, anything to make you happy!

⚡If any of the other ninjas think they have the right to tease you because of your interest, think again! Cause Jay is the only one allowed to do that (not in a mean way of course)! He may be the least intimidating when it comes to physical physic, but he sure as hell makes up for it in the personality department! He'd just harass them all day with various pranks, jokes, and teasing until they stop and leave you alone. It is a fact of nature that you are the only one that can handle his annoying side and still love him.

⚡If cosplaying is a job for you, he won't admittedly be into it at all. He won't disapprove or anything like that, he's just not interested in it. He will automatically assume it's boring since you only take pictures while being surrounded by some random people. Don't ever bring him to work unless you want to see him whine like a child, "(Y/NNNNNNNN) when can we go home?" "Hey, are you done yet?" "How much longer until you're done?". Yeah no, bad idea. Don't ever do that. But if on the rare occasions he is actually well behaved, expect him to have his eyes on you the whole time, him not being able to even mutter a word because of how taken aback he'll be from seeing you in whatever cosplay you have on mostly the revealing ones. His face would be red all throughout the session, as well as not being able to leave his sitting spot, tunning everything out but you.

⚡If it's just a social media thing, I can see him being more bearable to handle. Jay would see you as his little personal project. He'd do your make-up, help set up the equipment and even manage it, and maybe help out with the wig and clothes if you let him or he feels like it. The reason as to why in this scenario he would be more tolerable than in the job one is that everything can be done at whatever pace the both of you want! Not only that but there are longer breaks and he's also managing everything, which means he has something to do instead of watching you from the sidelines.

⚡I feel like Jay would only be somewhat into couple cosplaying. It would depend on which fictional couple you'd like to cosplay with him. If they're from something he really enjoys or just likes the ship then he's more than happy to do it! But If it's the opposite of that, he'd protest immediately. But if you plead or bargain hard enough he'd do it just for you. But don't expect him to be happy about it or even act in a decent way. He'd be very sarcastic to everyone around him, you being the person he tones down his behavior too. He'd basically become a brat, that's it.

⚡If you'd made him a cosplay, it just couldn't be any type of cosplay, I'd have to be someone he likes, no exception. He could care less about the quality of the cosplay, in a sense that if it's bad or good he won't notice it. This man is just a certified brat, no questions asked. He will compliment it, but he won't wear it. Only if it's something he likes would he wear it, but only in private or in front of you. He loves you, but this man does not have the temper to deal with the teasing the other ninja will give him. That said, if he's alone in his room he'd wear it all the time and even reenact a few scenes as the character, he would never admit to doing that to anyone though.

⚡Cosplay him and except to give him the biggest ego boost ever. If Jay was even a little insecure before, he sure isn't anymore! He'd be as red as a tomato while stuttering compliments, he would not handle the amount of love you'd give him at that moment. His face will be red for the rest of the day, he won't be able to leave your side for the rest of the day, and he'd be begging for cuddles constantly. And if you let him, he'll do it while drowning you in kisses for the rest of the day. He'd definitely push you into wearing it more often, it's the quickest way to raise his confidence and it shows. So even if it turns him smug after a while, just please never stop for his sake. As a thank you, he'd definitely try to improve on some of his aspects regarding your hobby/job. He'd try to be less bratty and more open to the things you want him to try, even if he doesn't want to or like it, though just showing some form of affection will quickly remind him why he's trying so hard.

⚡I'd rank Jay as the 3rd best boyfriend to have in this situation. Even if he's low, I won't necessarily call him a bad partner to have when in regards to your hobby. He's honestly just a big baby and a picky one at that, he'd just need time to get better at supporting you. He wouldn't be the best boyfriend at the beginning, but he does try to be respectful about it, any negative remarks would honestly slip out because of his personality, but he'll regret it and apologize immediately. He'll grow to like it eventually by you boosting his confidence and making cosplay also a fun thing for him as well. So basically like I said, he acts like a child, so if you present it in a way as you would to a kid in a matter that wouldn't look down on him or be condescending then you're good to go! I'd give Jay a 6/10, not the worst but could be better.

Kai

🔥 Sorry to say but Kai's definitely confused, the worst-case scenario is him being weirded out by it. You will have to give him a few minutes before he finally snaps out of scanning every piece of cosplay and wig you have, and go "Explain."

🔥 After feeding him with some knowledge, he'd still stand there with his same weirded-out expression until he'll glance up at you and noticed you getting embarrassed and worried. He'll immediately break out of his close-minded mind, rush to you, and start comforting you. Lots of apologies, kisses, and hugs are to be expected, he may not understand your hobby right now, but he'd never forgive himself if he made you upset over it.

🔥 Kai would have the longest and hardest time out of the 4 to get used to your hobby. Just like Jay, he didn't grow up in an environment that exposed him to stuff like this. Except it was way worse for him in a sense he never went to shows with actors so he wouldn't be able to link/justify your hobby by thinning of actors with costumes on. He'll try not to give you weird stares when he sees you in one, instead, he'd try to give you compliments, thinking it will make him get over his close-mindedness faster. He doesn't judge you for it, of course, he just doesn't get it yet.

🔥 It doesn't matter when or how long he's known about your hobby, the bottom line is that he's extremely overprotective about it. He may not get it or even like it, but if he witnesses someone whether on purpose or not mistreating your craft all hell breaks loose. Like, if you were in your cosplay outside for whatever reason and someone says something wrong to you, you'll have to hold him back cause not only is he being aggressive vocally but also tries to get physical too. Like I said, he may not be that into your hobby, but he sure as hell respects the effort you put into it and won't allow anyone to insult you for it.

🔥 If you ask Kai to help, expect him to be very hesitant and against it, but if you press hard enough, he'll do it. You'd have to give him simple tasks though, if you tell him to sow or stylize a wig of yours, the finished product would be an unrecognizable mess. You'd have to give him the job of ironing or washing them because that's a task he already knows how to do. Though the tasks he enjoys the most are the ones he can do with you helping him or just being near you It would make the work more bearable for him and in rare instances even fun!

🔥 Kai may have not been that into your hobby at first but he'd be damned if any of the ninjas tease or make fun of you for it. He'd be very vocally threatening to the others if they dare speak ill of your craft. Everyone knows that an angry Kai is not someone to mess with so they all immediately back off. The only good thing about this is that Kai will grow to appreciate your hobby because of the number of times he had to defend you for it. It will start to slowly ease into his mind that maybe cosplay isn't as weird as he thought it was and he'd make that apparent by giving you more compliments as well as being more willing to help out with the said cosplay.

🔥 If you'd cosplay as a job he'd be pretty indifferent to it. He doesn't really care honestly. But if you did suggest he comes with you he will, you know, for the experience. The whole time he'll just be sitting on a chair on the other side of the room, eyes either glued to his phone or you. If you or someone from your team asks him for help/assistance he'll do it in a heartbeat and then immediately go back to his seat. He'll only stare at you the whole session if you have a revealing outfit on, to make sure no one around is a pervert towards you and also because he's a little pervert himself, so why deny the chance of seeing his s/o in something he doesn't see every day. In short, he's like a dad waiting for his child in the waiting room, impatient/annoyed but not vocal about it.

🔥 He'd pretty much have the same attitude if instead of working your just doing it for social media, but he'll definitely make himself more present in it. Kai would be more willing to help out with anything you ask of him really. He'd wash and iron your cosplay before the shoot, help set up the equipment, and even get Nya or Lloyd to help because he trusts them the most with helping you and not judging you for it. Once everything is set and done he'll either leave you to it or stay and sit on the bean bag in your room, looking at his phone or you for the rest of the shoot.

🔥 Kai wouldn't be into couple cosplay at all. Dressing up into anything that isn't his gi or street clothes is something he's not happy about. He'll give it a try once and that's it, doesn't matter if he doesn't mind the couple from the media, it's just not his thing. He'll only make an exception if you seriously need a partner to cosplay and start considering someone else to replace him. He wouldn't be happy about it, but he sure as hell isn't going to let anyone get intimate with his s/o in or out of the cosplay, no way!

🔥 If you made him a cosplay he honest to God won't know what to do with it. Don't get him wrong, he loves it and really appreciates it, no matter the quality! But even still, he'll probably never wear it, at least not around the others that is. It's the same with Jay except his temper would do way more than Jay could ever do. So for the sake of everyone's safety, please do understand that it's another reason why he won't wear it except for him getting embarrassed about it. If he's 100% sure you two will be alone for the day or you've been in a bad mood, he'll wear it just this once for the sake of your happiness. Better reward him with a bunch of praise and kisses, it'll only make him consider wearing it more often.

🔥 If all your previous efforts with swaying him to your side about cosplay didn't work, you cosplaying him would be what just might make him rethink everything. Not only would you rise his ego to an egregious amount, but he'll become the biggest prick in the world, to others that is. He'd show you off to just about anyone he can, praising you the whole time until the other person gets annoyed and leaves the oblivious Kai still talking. Unlike Jay, Kai would be very vocal about you wearing his cosplay constantly. As a thank you, he'll try to change his attitude about your hobby as best as he can, he'll definitely be less indifferent about it and more supportive that's for sure! Though he has other things he has to work on, that's still a good start!

🔥 Kai most definitely has the lowest spot out of the 4 of them as a boyfriend with a cosplaying s/o. I wouldn't call him a bad partner to have in this situation, he is weirded out at the start, sure, but it'll later turn into indifference about it. While still not the best, the more you push him lightly into it he'll be more supportive and just better about it. I'd describe him as a parent with a child that they know has an interest in something they don't understand or finds weird but still loves them for it and if they saw the said interest out in public they'd point to it or buy it for them. Definitely a 5/10, there's always room for improvement though, so don't give up on him!

Zane

🧊 Another ninja that is supportive! Zane is one of those people who almost never judge anyone, so at most he would be very confused about the whole thing. But don't let his expression fool you, because in actuality he's extremely eager to hear and learn more because he just finds the whole concept fascinating!

🧊 If you'd express any form of insecurity or embarrassment from it, he'd try his best to comfort you about it. Zane isn't exactly the best with emotions, let alone understanding them, but he won't let you feel bad about having an interest. Even if he doesn't know the process of making a cosplay or designing a wig, he'll point at all of them and identify every good thing about them. No matter if it's big or small, or what quality it is, Zane will only have nothing but good things to say about it.

🧊 Zane will have no problem getting used to the whole thing, at most, it'll take him a day of processing it, learning about it, and just getting his feelings sorted out about it. Once that's over with, he'll be the most loving boyfriend ever, sending you warm smiles and pointing out all of the things he likes in your cosplay. Sometimes if he finds the character you are cosplaying as interesting, he'll ask questions about them so he can understand and appreciate the cosplay better.

🧊 Zane's naturally curious about anything that he doesn't know or doesn't have much knowledge about and will ask you a lot of questions about your hobby. Once you answer all of his questions, expect him to remember all of them and become just as much of an expert as you on it. After a few days, he'll start asking you questions again but in a different way. They will be all personal like, "What is the next cosplay you're planning?", "How did you get into cosplay?" etc. He'd pop them out once in a while and it would be a cute bonding between you two, it's also how he shows his support.

🧊 If you ever need help with anything, Zane is your guy! Zane is an extremely quick learner and will get the gist of any task you give him in a matter of minutes! Sowing, styling, drawing, cutting, etc. Anything is possible with Zane by your side! Heck, this man will even approach you himself about helping you because he actually wants to or you were visible struggling with it. And of course, it would be a huge bonding moment between you two and something Zane would like to do often with you just because of how much he found himself liking it as well as just spending time with you!

🧊 Unfortunately for you, Zane gets teased by the other ninja's a lot and does nothing about it. Fortunately for you though, if you're in that position, he is reacting to it immediately. He doesn't have the advantage like Cole or Kai in being naturally intimidating or Jay's out there annoying personality. The only thing he can do is scold everyone as if he was their parent, what Zane doesn't know is that he can go too far sometimes with his lectures (by that I mean being unintentionally intimidating). He doesn't know about it though, so a few of them are enough to shake the others up a bit to the point where they're scared of even saying anything about your hobby, whether good or not.

🧊 If you do cosplay as a job, Zane is another ninja that would be very well behaved during your shoot. He'd be more than happy to help if anyone needs it as well as bring whatever is needed. But most of the time when he doesn't do that except him to just be sitting in one spot staring off into space as you and your team work. Whenever you'd walked out in a different outfit, he'd smile to himself, sending you silent compliments from his spot, not wanting to disturb the session. He'll 100% ask your team for copies of your pictures and just have them on him 24/7 as his little good luck charms. Before every mission, he'd find himself kissing them and whispering promises that he was going to be okay and will come back to you as soon as the mission was done.

🧊 You doing it just for social media is a-okay with him too! He'll help you set up and everything! Get your outfit and wig ready, turn on the lights, get the background, take your pictures, etc. Just ask him for any of it and he'll do it in a heartbeat, and he'll be happy all the way through it! He'd never do any of it if you don't ask him to or doesn't see you struggling with it though, why? Because this man thinks it'll be rude for him to just barge in your business when you are visibly caught up and busy with it. He just doesn't want to mess anything up for you, but like I said, just ask him and he's already on it!

🧊 Zane isn't opposed to couple cosplay, but I don't see him being that into it either. I feel like Zane just isn't into "dressing" up, preferably staying in the usual clothes he usually wears. That being said he'd never tell you "no" if you ask him. Zane has no preference in whatever couple you decide to cosplay with him, but be sure to start out slow. Make him get comfortable with it at the beginning, give him cosplay's that are more fit with his style and you can go up from there. He won't even notice it, so he'd find himself very surprised by how enjoyable the experience has been from the start and will no longer be silently hesitant about whatever couple cosplay you throw at him.

🧊 Make Zane a cosplay and he'd wear it like it's everyday clothing. He won't show it off, but if someone asked him about it, he'd proudly proclaim that his s/o made it for him and proceed to point out all of the things on his outfit and what he likes about them. Upon receiving it, this man will feel so warm inside, that he'd give you tons of affection and praise immediately after receiving it. But that would only happen if you made a cosplay that was more like his style. Don't get me wrong, he'd love it and shower you with love just as much even if it wasn't something he would wear every day. He's just more comfortable with clothes he's already used to.

🧊 The amount of wholesomeness you'd throw at this man the moment he sees you cosplaying as him is astonishing. He'd have to leave the room for a little bit to collect himself because the poor lad cannot handle these many emotions at once. Once he's done he'd dedicate the rest of his day to you and just you, just hanging out doing whatever you want to do no matter what it is. As a thank you, he'd make you a cosplay himself! With the skills you've taught him, he'd manage to make just about anything! Admittedly, the quality would be lesser than your cosplay, but it still would hold up immensely either way!

🧊 The 2nd best boyfriend to have in this situation! The only thing that is holding him back from being on Cole's level is that Cole is always openly out there to help you 24/7. Whereas Zane is hesitant to approach you about the fact and he won't ever help you unless you tell him so (in the social media department that is). Ignoring that though cause that isn't such a huge issue, he's practically almost just as in love with your hobby as Cole is. He'd never judge you once for it, is always happy to be there for you whenever you need it, and just treats the whole thing like he always knew about it, viewing it as just a normal part of you, 9.5/10.

[queenmolina]

broad advice depending on your fav band member

this is based entirely on why i relate/project onto them so forgive me if they’re inaccurate

if julie is your favourite - don’t take the weight of that group project on your own. make sure you prioritise yourself every once in a while. you deserve to come first. surround yourself with love and support. keep moving forward. spread your wings, you got this. i believe in you.

if your favourite is alex - (hello lgbtq+ community) don’t let anyone tell you you’re not worthy. use your top tier humour to make people smile and don’t be afraid to ask questions. own your awesomeness. your emotions are valid, let yourself feel them.

for reggie suckers - i see you using humour to deflect. make sure you’re being gentle with yourself and don’t beat yourself up about things that aren’t your fault. find the people that will show you love and support. you have a family with them. and use your creative ideas. that idea you had that you’re nervous to try out? do it! that outfit you think might be a little much? you look amazing!! that energy you want to share?? trust me, people will appreciate that you’re living unafraid

if your favourite is luke - you’re so passionate and honestly i admire you for that. but don’t be afraid to hit pause, to take a break. look before you leap but when you leap, let yourself fly. take a moment to bask in what you’ve already achieved before you immerse yourself in the next project. i’m so proud of you for living your dream.

and finally, if your favourite is bobby despite the minimal amount of screen time - i promise you’re loved. stop walking on the grass and find people who’ll let you walk on the pavement. that let you take up the space you deserve. you’re remarkable, unforgettable. you love with your whole heart and maybe you’re not the best at expressing that but don’t worry, they know.

[fireandiceland]

I ship us too. 👀

And I was definitely in hetalia look I was in at least 2 episodes!

Who would you like to get to know out of your Hetalia friends on here and who would you ship with them out of Hetalia? Also be sure to let them know that they are awesome and they deserve loving!

Oh I already had the chance to get to know some of my tumblr hetalia friends and even met someone in real life at an anime convention last year! 🌼💜🌸🧡🌻 If I could, I’d get to know everyone I frequently interact with, there’s so many interesting people surrounding me here! ☺️

About shipping ahhh I’m sorry but I refrain from shipping real people like that (also I don’t want to list down everyone’s name). But generally speaking if we were all in the same universe as the hetalia characters I’d just want to see everyone happy with their fav/s, be it romantically or platonically 🤝

But I’ll gladly do the last point so WHOEVER READS THIS: you’re awesome! and you deserve only the best things in life! and I hope to see you around! yes YOU! 💕