#if you take that away the writing feels. idk. still emotive but more lazy and reductive than intentionally circular

[sodrippy]

really cant get over how what i thought made this book so interesting and unique isnt even true. like. well why is it written like this then?? whats the point?

[hsgwrld]

BODY BAG - JAKE

-inspired by body bag - Chloe Moriondo

Pairing - classmate!jake x gn!reader

Genre - fluff,FLUFF!

word count -643

This is a revamp of the drabble I had on my previous account, to be honest,,idk why I even felt the urge to re-write it LMAO!! Can contain grammar mistakes! I was lazy to edit it fully.

That's it. You despised Shim Jake with every fiber of your being. The one-sided hatred towards him was nothing new. Ever since first grade, you harbored a dislike for him. It wasn't just about his grades, which always seemed to outshine yours, but also the way he looked at you, causing your heart to flutter uncomfortably. You detested that feeling intensely. Stupid Jake, for eliciting such emotions within you. He shouldn't have been your seatmate or even your classmate in the first place. On the first day of school, the teacher assigned him to sit next to you, and he hadn't changed seats all the way through high school. His way of speaking, smiling, and his sweet, bubbly personality only fueled your anger, exacerbating those irritating feelings.

And then there was Jake again. Did he leave a love letter in your backpack? Indeed, he did. Did you expect him to confess his feelings? Not at all. He was just a classmate, nothing more. But deep down, you felt yourself melting and screaming. Yet, the letter was written so beautifully that your heart skipped a beat each time you reread those words for the hundredth time. You kept it in your diary, rereading it as time passed.

"I have always liked you! Even though you've threatened to punch me in the face multiple times, I still like you." In disbelief, you looked at him, blinking five times. Did he really say that? Did he make you stop in the middle of the sidewalk and face him? After a while, was he following you? Sure, he did. Stupid Jake with his nice voice. It seriously made you want to punch him, yet at the same time, hug him tightly and squeeze the life out of him for being so cute.

"I like you too, Jake, but I still want to punch you." Jake's lips formed a smile, the kind you loved to see so often.

Jake had developed a new habit of taking your hand in his and playing with your fingers. Even now, as you both watched a movie at his house, you struggled to focus on the screen. You wanted to punch him for distracting you, but those stupid feelings intervened. The heat in your face didn't help; it only made you more flustered. Always blushing and stuttering when talking to him. Even though you'd been together for months now, he still made your heart pound loudly. As his lips drew closer to your face, you felt yourself slowly drifting away from reality. He left a small kiss on your cheek, a giggle escaping his lips as he observed your flustered state. It wasn't new to him to see you react that way, but he loved teasing you about it.

Your heart melted once again. Jake took you out to watch fireworks together by the river. He hugged you from behind with his head on your shoulder and his hands around your waist. The night breeze brushed against your face. It was a lovely feeling, despite the occasional squabbles between you two. He was your little sunshine, secretly brightening your days.

"I swear, Jake, I will punch you," you threatened, only for him to burst into laughter. The whipped cream on your face made you look too comical, and he couldn't take you seriously.

Jake convinced you to do a TikTok trend with him. At first, you thought it would be fun, but with whipped cream smeared all over your face, glaring at Jake said otherwise.

"Wow, you're so scary," he laughed, pulling out his phone to take a picture of you.

"Funny, very funny, Jake," you said while heading to the bathroom to clean your face. Even as you walked away, you could still hear Jake giggling from the living room, making you smile once again, all because of your stupid Jake.

[sheyfu]

just imagine sae holding you close as you cry on his chest and vent about having a bad day.

i imagine him as someone who wouldnt know what to do at first bc hes not used to these stuff but hed get the hang of it eventually (this has happened way too many times for him not to get used to). in my eyes, hes not the type to talk your ear off but someone who's quiet, nodding and letting out hums and grunts whenever he hears about your day. his embrace is warm; cradling you as if you'd run away from him once he lets you go. his thumbs sweep against your hair as he listens to you vent about your lazy ass of a boss---his way of saying 'go on let it all out'.

(he's not someone who easily gets affected by your emotions, but he does hold a grudge against the person who made you like this.)

once you're done letting everything out, he holds you closer to him, pressing kisses on your head, forehead, hands,on your nose, and finally, on your lips. even with your puffy eyes and hair sticking on your forehead, you're still the most beautiful person in his eyes; your beauty far more intoxicating than that of the stars above.

and as you fall into a deep sleep, little snores coming out from you, a small smile manages to peak out from his lips while he tucks you into bed, kissing the ring on your finger and taking his place on your right side. he stares at you for a moment longer, wanting to savour this solemn moment; drinking in your beauty as the moonlight illuminates your features.

and as he feels his eyes drooping, he leaves a short yet lasting kiss on your lips, soon joining you in your dreamscape.

I HAVENT WRITTEN IN A LONG TIME SO APOLOGIES IF THIS DOESNT MAKE ANY SENSE (this was a sponty idea and a sponty writing session so ERM) 😭😭😭😭 idk when i'll be able to finish my upcoming stuff (uni szn soon ERMMMM) but in the meantime, please expect drabbles like this bc im in a silly sad writing mood ERMMMM ANYWAYS THANK YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT UEUEUUEUE i love u all 🥹🥹💛💛

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[ashippingpotato]

Fanfiction ideas that I think are cool but I’m too lazy to write, but have already put to much thought into them to just completely get rid of them(pt1?)

(Also srry if this resembles another fic by accident I promise I didn’t steal this and I’ll take it down if it’s too a-like something)

The ocean may be scary (but you might be ok)

-so basically Keith don’t know how to swim and him Shiro, Adam (there dating), Matt and Pidge all go on a boat trip/ride, idk but Matt owns the boat (also no one knows that Keith can’t swim)

-so they go out on this boat and they go out too far into the ocean and are hit buy a big storm that keeps pushing them farther out

-everyone is holding on for dear life and when a specifically big wave hits Keith fall off the boat into the water this is where Lance comes in

-So Keith falls into the water and is pushed away from the boat but before he can drown he feels strong arms behind him and they pull him up to the surface and back near the boat (if u can’t tell this is mermaid Lance au)

-So before they can get Keith out of the water he sees the bright blue(or brown I don’t have a preference) eyes of his savior Lance quickly goes back into the water right before anyone can see him and Keith is left with the shining scales of a mermaid tail

-Keith tells no one and now every chance he can he goes to the ocean to try and see Lance (after awhile he thinks he just imagined it but he still checks anyway) little does he know that Lance has actually been watching him every time he comes by and one day he gives in and goes to see him

That was the only part I really planned out but also thought of these for later in la fic

-they see each other more then half the week and every time they spend just a tiny bit more time together

-blah blah blah Lance teaches Keith how to swim but one day the go deeper into the ocean and get attacked by a shark Lance protects Keith and wins but has multiple cuts and a big chunk taken out of the right side of his stomach

-so this could go two ways either Lance survives they have this emotional moment of Keith telling everything about Lance but luckily Adam’s actually a doctor and they don’t need to explain to anyone medical professionals that Lance is a mermaid and they live happily every after

-OR you could have Keith do all the same stuff but they don’t get there in time and Lance dies in Keith’s arms (I cradled you in my arms!!!) and they have the “see you in the next life ending

********

Anyway that’s it for that and I love u all who r still reading by never ending thought process :)<3

[tabithatwo]

i have kindve a rant abt jackie that id like your thoughts on. whenever people write fics where jackie is like. wholly a dumbass it really irks me. like the most we see of her is in the wilderness, of course shes useless?? shes a normal person, she wasnt trained in survival tactics. theres another rant in there abt how she very much could have adapted but she was depressed and suicidal and i think thats mostly why shes useless, but thats a conversation for another time! but yeah. when shes just ditzy and shit in fics it really rubs me the wrong way. like i follow the hc that shes autistic, and specifically the kind where shes very socially aware but still sometimes fucks up a little. like how usually when shes mean she has no idea that it came off that way. i feel like people took that and twisted it to mean that shes some useless moron thats constantly oblivious and needs to be babied. i hope that made some sense? idk, im just curious if thats something other people have noticed and have a problem w or if im too personally offended by it lmao

Here is part 2 that anon sent separately!

Honestly anon fucking preach lol, that’s my thoughts on it!! I don’t think you phrased anything mean, I get the passion behind it comes from an important place! I tend to really bristle at any women being portrayed as stupid, even when it’s done in a cutesy (read: patronizing lol) manner.

NOW I can get behind a one liner joke like “aww she’s so stupid” about any of the yjs bc they ALL have their dumb moments, usually around EMOTIONAL intelligence! But I know what you’re talking about and I’ve seen it too—portraying her or describing her as likable but fucking dumber than a rock is honestly more annoying to me than the evil genius mastermind take most of the time.

It isn’t supported by anything we have of her character. There’s even a BIG point made with Shauna’s hallucination of her, where Shauna recognizes this sort of unfair impulse to jump to diminishing Jackie’s intelligence. I think that shauna simply feels like she needs one thing that’s just hers, one thing that she’s better at, and in her mind intelligence is the only option. But even she recognizes that’s bullshit. I think that yes shauna is framed as more book-smart than Jackie (honestly shauna is framed as the most book-smart, probably tied with Taissa) but we actually know very little of Jackie’s academic achievement, so it’s sort of up in the air.

But as far as day to day intelligence, I don’t think we’re meant to think Jackie is stupid. If anything, I think the lack of woods participation (which, as you said, is fucking depression and suicidality and fear) can be interpreted negatively as laziness, if one is inclined to interpret it negatively, or a fear of failure, more so than stupidity.

To each their own, I don’t think sort of notably off characterization is malicious unless the person is being cruel about it, but yeah I get annoyed and tend to click away lol and I do think there’s a lot lot lot of misogyny that infiltrates some popular jackie takes.

[livelaughlovesubs]

Nini, idk about this work and college stuff. I think I should just be a sugar baby and be paid to look cute honestly.

Girl- don’t try that route. The emotional stress and trauma you might get would be even more stressful

I mean, the sound of it might be appealing. Though I’d never take that route, because then you’d be disposable, and you’d ruin your own value or pride as a human being. Selling yourself as an object that can be discarded can be very difficult. Also I wouldn’t want someone else to have so much power over me, cuz that could be risky. You never know.

And, being giving everything you want without having to work for it might be fun at first, though soon everything will become boring. The meaning of living would fade away, since life is all about overcoming hardships and creating memories. If you didn’t need to do anything, only lazing around all day, wouldn’t that slowly make living literally hell on earth? The question of why one should stay alive would pester the individuals mind, and eventually drive them insane.

I used to be like that, so lazy that I only wanted to play games all day. Read mangas/ manhwas, fanfiction, not do anything, only staying at home. And I must say, I wasn’t happy. I was in my comfort zone, I was chilling, but I wasn’t thrilled about it. That’s when I decided to busy myself and start writing, and now I’m so busy that I keep complaining about it. Like I could have just not done kinktober but I still choose to do it, because the fulfilment of doing something or finishing it made me happy.

In the end, having a full, stressful schedule somehow was more satisfying than doing nothing except indulging. Sure, sometimes I like a lazy day, but that’s only once in a while (which is very important to take care of your health!!) but that ain’t indulging. Though that might just be me, maybe not eveyone feels this way.

If you really want to be a sugar baby I won’t stop you ofc, since I’m in no position to. Though I thought I’d give you my opinion on it :]

(Btw, it’s totally fine to not chase a high-earning job, as long as you do what you like even if it’s more challenging! There was a phrase that went smt like this, “you can’t be good at something you absolutely detest.” )

Anyway, good luck doing whatever you love!

[lemonhemlock]

Ugh, you’re so brave for saying that you don’t agree with the Madonna/Whore complex. I agree, it feels dismissive to me.

The way I rationalize Criston’s berserker moments are: 1) lazy writing ofc 2) almost like a trauma response? When he lashes out he seems to do so in response to an affront on his character. Joffrey’s whole deal comes off as blackmail when you look at it from his perspective, and Beesbury, I’m gonna need to expand on his relationship with Alicent for a bit: 

Criston has spent nearly 20 years watching as she tries to adhere to her values and duty while Viserys (who she ends up taking care of) and co. abuse and humiliate her. 

Like Alicent (and Aemond and Otto), I’m sure he’s tired of watching the Targs they have to serve get away with things that would get them killed. And still they’re held to a higher standard than the Targaryens who rule and use them. So when Beesbury accuses her of regicide, he sees it as his duty to protect her and the sacrifices she’s had to make. 

 I feel like they validate each other and the people they want to be. It must be exhausting being surrounded by people who do what they want for pleasure over duty. Their bond makes them feel less lonely and maybe even less stupid/naive: “I have to believe, that in the end, honor and decency will prevail. We need to hew to that and to each other.” (That’s why their scene in the Godswood took place during a wedding, they’re practically married imo 🙊 it’s a play on the nuclear family.)

Sorry for the essay lol, my reblog function is nonexistent on my phone idk why and I clearly had a lot to say. You’re the best for entertaining this tangent 💚.

Ugh, you’re so brave for saying that you don’t agree with the Madonna/Whore complex. I agree, it feels dismissive to me.

Thank you! Like, I have no illusions that the showrunners might feel the madonna-whore/incel thing is appealing to the audience, so they're milking it, but even so, it doesn't vibe with what ended up on the damn screen. I never understood the incel allegations for Ser Criston either. Incel describes a person who can't access sex/romance, no matter how hard they try. Whereas Criston could absolutely get it??? Even Rhaenyra is willing to keep fucking him? 😑

These modern labels get so stupid sometimes, for real. Imagine calling a medieval queen a tradwife. JFC. As opposed to what? A fourth-wave intersectional feminist? An independent self-supporting woman working her way up the corporate ladder by the skin of her teeth? 🙄

The way I rationalize Criston’s berserker moments are: 1) lazy writing ofc

Well, kind of, yeah. In the text, Criston kills Joffrey during a tourney, so there's more ambiguity on whether it was accidental or not. And makes much more sense (it happens during a socially-acceptable framework for ending someone's life), because now, for the show, they have to invent a far-fetched reason as to why this person is allowed to indiscriminately kill people at a wedding without facing any consequences. Not exactly something you could do 100% organically and seamlessly - you have to pull some ridiculous explanation out of your arse.

2) almost like a trauma response? When he lashes out he seems to do so in response to an affront on his character. Joffrey’s whole deal comes off as blackmail when you look at it from his perspective

In the show, this is the most likely explanation for his actions, yeah. He's been on a rollercoaster of emotions, from renouncing his vows, convincing himself he is in love or that Rhaenyra loves him, contemplating a radical life change (i.e. fleeing to Essos), rapid disillusionment, fearing for his life to being forgiven by the Queen and thinking he has a second chance to being threatened/blackmailed while in a vulnerable state. In a social situation where he has to watch the woman he cared for willingly marry another, after carelessly disregarding him.

and Beesbury, I’m gonna need to expand on his relationship with Alicent for a bit:  Criston has spent nearly 20 years watching as she tries to adhere to her values and duty while Viserys (who she ends up taking care of) and co. abuse and humiliate her.  Like Alicent (and Aemond and Otto), I’m sure he’s tired of watching the Targs they have to serve get away with things that would get them killed. And still they’re held to a higher standard than the Targaryens who rule and use them. So when Beesbury accuses her of regicide, he sees it as his duty to protect her and the sacrifices she’s had to make. 

Beesbury's death is presently differently in the text, too. Grand Maester Orwyle, who was present, claims he was arrested and died of a chill in the black cells. Although this can still be interpreted as lack of care, it's more reasonable than outright murder. Septon Eustace, who was NOT present, claims Ser Criston slit Beesbury's throat, so you know. 🤷‍♀️ At least for this action, they had something to go on. I think that in the show he is trying to make him sit back down and ~accidentally~ uses too much force on him.

What I find interesting is that Orwyle is supposed to give an account that is more biased towards Rhaenyra and he claims that Beesbury was arrested, whereas Eustace is supposed to be more biased in favour of Aegon and he claims Beesbury was killed on the spot.

Though I do have to mention the ridiculousness of HOSUE BEESBURY OF HONEYHOLT, A REACH HOUSE, SIDING WITH RHAENYRA. 😐

 I feel like they validate each other and the people they want to be. It must be exhausting being surrounded by people who do what they want for pleasure over duty. Their bond makes them feel less lonely and maybe even less stupid/naive: “I have to believe, that in the end, honor and decency will prevail. We need to hew to that and to each other.” (That’s why their scene in the Godswood took place during a wedding, they’re practically married imo 🙊 it’s a play on the nuclear family.)

Yes! It is telling that Alicent's interruption of Criston's planned suicide takes place under a weirwood tree (considered sacred) and the frames are interposed with imagery from Rhaenyra's wedding! She's also filmed a little in the distance and has to walk towards him off-screen - kind of like walking towards the altar (i.e. weirwood) to her groom, whose new life begins with her by his side. They're cute. 💚

Sorry for the essay lol, my reblog function is nonexistent on my phone idk why and I clearly had a lot to say. You’re the best for entertaining this tangent 💚.

No worries! You're very welcome, lol. I'm glad to see a fellow fanon revisionist. 😅

[moomoo141001665]

Linked Universe- Wind HC/Ideas

Ok these are headcanons or abilities I can up about Wind from linked universe or the game. This will probably be written messy because it 30 minutes till New Years when I’m writing this.

I think Wind should be able to stand on clouds. Idk where I got this idea but I was watching RTgamings wind waker video and I saw one of the frog wind gods ( zehpos and the red one forgot his name). And I was like why can’t wind stand on clouds. If I had more modivation to write stories i would make a story about the chain in sky loft and some how Wind get knocked off one of the islands. Can the rest of the chain panics and try to dive after him but they can’t find him and assume that he must have fallen to the surface. But after a while of searching the surface ground looking for some remains of his body they make their way back to sky loft. But as they are flying back on loft wings they fly by some clouds and just hear Wind cursing up a storm trying to get their attention. Wind is stuck on a patch of clouds that stoped his fall and just is stranded there. There would probably be a moment of relief and happiness once the chain sees that he is fine but then absolute confusion on how he is able to do that.

Another ability would be that he can make clouds. I’m think after Wind starts to learn to cloud walk he somehow learns how to make them(probably with help from the wind god brother) I like to think this power would be like Shirakomo Oboro’s (sorry bad spelling) form BNHA where he can also allow others to ride his clouds. Imagine instead of wind having hammocks because of him being a pirate he can make cloud beds for others to sleep on. I feel like he might have a magic limit for how many he could carry for amount of time but he could make a cloud carry a single person for a longer amount. Like letting an injured member rest on one while still being able to travel.(I have many more head cannons for this)

Wind is gifted a conch shell so he can listen to the waves. Ok this sound weird but I was think of a story about how homesick Wind is because of being away from the ocean. He is used to the sound of the waves when he goes to sleep. But after some severe home sickness one of the chain members gets a hold of a conch shell and gift it to wind. Here’s the thing about conch shells, when you hold it up to your ear you can hear the sounds of waves. I feel like this would be a major comfort to Wind and he will hold the shell by his ears the hear the wave sound when he is trying to sleep.

Wind is just an air bender if he is a wind mage. I think wind should be able to fly and take the air from people lung like that one evil air bender form tlok but only when he is very emotional or mad. He just goes ape shit after one of the chain members gets hurt and starts to suffocate the monster around him. Another air being ablility that would be cool for wind to have is always having the wind behind his back. Like Wind is a small teen and compared to some of the monster he is fighting he doesn’t have enough strength. So he can some time direct the wind to help push monster back or even push him forward and help him speed up. I also think he can do big high jumps if the wind pushes him up ward

Ok so this is it I have a few more but am lazy and want to play Minecraft. Probably will make a part 2 explaining more of the stories explain the headcannons more or writing more headcannons I have.

[traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors]

Hi, this is gonna be a mess and long so excuse me. It also isn't important, it just came into my mind and I needed to tell someone.

cw for emotional abuse, bullying, suicidal thoughts, medical.. abuse? Therapists being wildly wrong about mental health!

I just thought (instead of sleeping) of all the bad experiences I had with therapists. So, I really, really don't want to discourage anyone from seeking therapy, I think I am extraordinarily unlucky with finding therapists, but that's for sure not normal.

The background is, I sent myself to a psychiatry when I was 13 because of my suicidal thoughts. And there I met a wonderful doctor who was my comparison-image for all coming-therapists. She was very caring and very calm and she seemed to be so in peace with herself and the world, that her whole vibes were peaceful. I never met someone like that again. In psychiatry I was diagnosed with depression and social phobia (by now I am also self-diagnosed with cptsd, easiest self-diagnose in history, once I knew the symptoms, and possible ossd. I also had a period of anorexia which is over by now but still has impacts on me).

My first therapist after that was a woman who later sent me away because "Your depression isn't as it is in the books and I have no idea how to treat you". She also tried emdr on me (I am pretty sure by now she had no idea what she did). I had to chose a midly unpleasant memory so I chose this: When I was around 11, very shy/socialphobic, some classmates approached me and talked to me but quickly went away with the words "Your mouth smells like a cows ass". Worst thing was, I know they were right. My mom didn't allow me to enter the bathroom on that morning and, you know, occasionally you wake up and have a taste in your mouth as if something died in there overnight? Yeah. I was even more repulsed to talk to others after that.

So, by then this memory hurt me much more than it does now. But I didn't trust this therapist enough, to tell her the memory so I had to write it down and give it to her. She gave my no calming technique or whatever you should have beforehand. And for the next 4 session we solely did the emdr on that specific memory. And it didn't even work! Idk much about emdr and I wouldn't do it again but that doesn't seem right.

So yeah, she kinda kicked me out. By now, my mom often sees her on tv because she's a participant in all kinds of trash tv shows and does the therapy thing only as a sidejob.

After that, I was done with therapy for some time. Around 5 years later I was feeling like therapy again and was looking for a therapist. My cptsd-self diagnose was at it's beginning at that point. So I wrote every therapist close and near (we have a shortage of them) and visited all who invited me. And that was the real wild ride:

There was one woman who, when I told her that around 3 days a month I am unable to leave bed due to my depression, was threatening (she already had the phone in her hand) to call the ambulance right now to sent me back to psychiatry because that was a sign of the worst possible depression or something? I kinda flew her office.

Another guy was waaaayyy to fixated on curing my asexuality (in his eyes a sideeffect of the depression) for me to feel comfortable.

One woman kicked me out because she believed, I was faking everything and was perfectly healthy.

One woman was geniuly surprised, that I didn't self harm "for the attention". And always talking bs about refugees.

One guy said I didn't have social phobia, I was just too lazy to go to school. He also said that I was wrongly diagnosed with depression, because ppl who are depressed, don't sleep much.

One woman, after 15 minutes, told me that I have bpd (I definitely have not and even if, she wouldn't have known after that time).

One woman said that I should either take antidepressants or go hiking.

And of course one woman said that my anorexia is not worth talking about, since I am not underweight.

I also have like 5 other stories, but they aren't as funnily wild so, I hope you had a good laugh? None of the therapists who invited me, suited me. And only 3 of them because I didn't vibe with them, the other ones were objectively idiots.

Okay my issue, I want to give therapists yet another try. But I am very afraid to again run into a bunch of idiots and I feel like I will never find a therapist who A isn't an idiot and then B I can vibe with. And idk how to avoid it. I thought about, when writing an email, asking for an appointment, to add something like "Do you think you are good enough to diagnose bpd after 15min? Do you think, ppl only self harm to get attention?" etc but I don't want to seem rude.

What shall I do?

Hi anon,

I'm so sorry about what you've been through.

Your situation sounds quite similar to this ask I answered.

I will reiterate that it always baffles me when people whose job is to literally care for people who are struggling are so incredibly insensitive and neglectful. Part of being in the field of mental health care, especially nursing and psychiatric care, is hospitality, kindness, patience, and compassion. There are unfortunately too many people in these fields that are just so cold, rude, and ignorant, and I'm so sorry that you had to deal with that.

I can understand how experiences like these can shape how you feel about and approach therapy. I'm proud of you for wanting to give it another try. I can say that I've had about 4 therapists over the course of my life and the one I have now is perfect for me, which is to say that there is hope.

I have this article on healing after a bad experience with therapy. It essentially talks about how the therapist client dynamic can only truly work after successfully building rapport (trust), figure out what things you want to get out of therapy, and most importantly, come up with some things to ask in a consultation so that you can be confident in your choice. The questions you mentioned are fine to ask, and I would even ask something more general or neutral such as "What are your thoughts on BPD/self-harm/etc" as it potentially makes them feel more comfortable to answer honestly.

I hope I could help. Please let us know if you need anything, and feel free to update us on how the therapy search goes.

-Bun

[whateverthedragonswant]

TW: 1x05 "Legacy Of A Mind"

Disclaimer: It goes without saying, if you don’t like, don’t read. And as I always say, criticism of a show does not equate to criticism of actors (or executive producers) as people so if you choose to continue, please leave all stanage (in particular, AA baggage) at the door.

Written by: Sehaj Sethi

Directed by: Lisa Soper

Rating: 4.5/10

Pros: costuming is better; showcasing of John's real character peeking through; Carlos and Latika (they have the brains, I'm telling you); Ada's back story and how it played into this episode; the scene with very young Mary, showcasing how horrible it is that any kid should be exposed to this world so young (the show didn't shy away from this and I appreciate that & I also think it's a great way to set out for the reboot with the right message/idea for a younger generation, perhaps they're finally realizing what they want their actual target audience to be?); the Men In Black Big Bug Bad was given another job (thanks, it's been 15 years since his last job so his wife and thousands of kids really appreciate it)

Cons: still have that trying-too-hard-to-be-SPN vibe in the beginning; Dean's voiceover somehow sounds less like Dean; lack of chemistry between John and Mary again; the lack of Mary's emotional agency when it comes to John; the Spanish terms are starting to feel like a box being checked while still maintaining a stereotype; POC still can't be the heroes, only John; lazy and opportunistic writing when it comes to the building of the John/Mary bond; alien space bugs as the Big Bad, say it with me "alien space bugs"; someone is missing a mop head and they should really look in Bridget's trailer if they're trying to find it, just saying

Idk these intro scenes with the “monsters” and then the opening sequence really just feels like they’re trying too hard - I know I’ve said it before but they really need to do something different to set themselves apart and find their own identity (and with it their actual audience) - I get why they’re doing it but it just doesn’t match up to SPN, instead it seems to make almost an unintentional mockery of it -- last episode they were getting better about this but now...they need to do better

Dean: “Spending a lifetime hunting monsters takes its toll. There comes a time when you gotta let out that pain inside you. If you don’t, it’ll eat you alive.” - sounds less like Dean, how is this possible?

John and Mary have less chemistry in this scene - again how is this possible? Am I watching the episodes out of order? *checks* No…

It’s official, Meg as Mary and Drake as John don’t have romantic chemistry - which would be fine this early in the game (and working on that organic build-up) if they weren’t pushing it so hard with shots and framing and dialogue and the rest like they are

I know I’ve seen this in previous episodes but I have to mention the “based on ‘supernatural’ created by Eric Kripe” credit - if the specific wording of that credit doesn’t tell you that this isn’t an official prequel and it’s actually a reboot/AU, then I don’t know what else will - so people can STOP screaming about how if you don’t watch this show and make it a success ratings wise that you’ll never get anymore SPN content

Right, John, and Denial is a river in Egypt; and Millie knows it, too

See, this convo between mother and son about Mary and romance to me feels more organic than random characters continuously reminding the audience about the Jary romance factor each episode

Oooo Millie thinks Mary is good for John but also doesn’t seem to care for her or is putting on the tough Mom front, one or the other

Relevant Prop: Headline: “Today’s the day they say ‘I do’” (and as if the “New meat plant openings in Waterville complex” “Real estate on the rise” and “State fair wins praise” aren’t obvious, TW, come on) - right after the Millie and John convo about Mary which gets interrupted by Mary and lo and behold, she’s the one holding up this paper - on the nose and not cute or brilliant, sorry

Ooh, we see Ada again, nice

There’s Carlos bringing in the more immediate issue at hand aka logic (this is going to bring about the split up of the team mentioned in the blurb isn’t it?)

I love how Carlos is the one to bring Ada into the decision making, I get that he’s doing it so she’ll side with him, but why isn’t Mary doing that? Isn’t Mary the supposed leader of this Scooby Gang?

Uh oh, I don’t like that look, Ada - I gotta admit, I like her character (and I think there’s way more to her than meets the eye) but I don’t exactly trust her intentions sometimes

Gotta give props - seems like the costume dept has gotten better about matching the time period, I’m glad to see it

I LOVE Latika’s outfit

Alright I’m just gonna say it, why are the POC in the back and John and Mary are up front in this walking sequence/shot? Again, if this show didn’t market themselves as inclusive and having a diverse cast, continuously driving that point home during promotion, I wouldn’t keep bringing this up as often as I do - does TW really not realize how unfavorable (nicest word I could think of) that image is?

And so Djinns make an appearance into this universe, interesting

I’m sorry, John is a soldier and he doesn’t react to someone running at them, possibly to attack them? Instead, he’s just calm as can be? Same with Mary and Carlos as two experienced hunters? Are you kidding me? - especially given the contrast of Latika’s reaction

Interesting shot of Ada and the guy - something tells me she knows him and I’m thinking with how young this kid is, it’s her son or younger brother, someone close

Oh, there you go, it’s her son

Wait, how did Carlos, Mary, and John hear Ada when they were still in the warehouse? Sigh (how did they have a semi-decent episode in the last one and now we’re going back to amateurville? HOW?)

Ada’s got a point - it’s her son, why would she tell hunters about him if he’s half-Djinn?

Wow, fuck you, John - typical John coming through (I’m glad that they didn’t lapse on showing this part of his character that is very much a part of his SPN character post-loss) - you just started hunting five episodes ago, take a goddamn seat

And everyone just follows John’s lead? Because the newbie spoke up? Omg this is aggravating 

John, Istg I’m about to come through that screen and slap that look off of your face, how dare you, sit down and stfu - JHC he is irritating in this situation, typical SPN John Winchester coming through (I give props to Drake and TW for that one)

Thank you, Carlos, and omg thank you, Latika - at least somebody’s using their brains in this group

Seriously, Carlos and Latika are the only ones that have treated Ada like a person in this group so far

Now John is Mr. Super Sensitive Guy With A Heart? Because it’s Mary? Talking about Ada and her Djinn boyfriend falling in love? Idc what anyone says, my loathing of John in any form will never cease, there is no redemption for that son of a bitch, idc what JDM, Jensen, Danneel, RT, Kripke, or anyone else might have to say - but again, major props to the show for not veering away from showing that part of his personality

Another “soldier boy” reference - EYE ROLL - God, I have no idea why they keep going back to this, it’s so cringe and so obvious

A little more chemistry with John and Mary in this scene but I think it was coming more from Drake’s side here - the whole convo was stupid tbh and obviously John trying to goad Mary with some possible jealousy while also teasing her

“Mi Abuela”...not “my abuela”, when Carlos doesn’t speak Spanish that often (and we don’t even know if he can speak it fluently or was raised with it) - better than “amigo” but you guys still need to work on this

I feel for Tony

Relevant line: “Like a giant bug” - obviously the Akrida - can I just say that I still think it’s laughable that the Big Bad is a group of alleged alien bugs?

“The Akrida” Dun dun dun

Oh and again John is running things *cue another eye roll*

I’m glad Mary is being a lot nicer to Ada

Tony possibly following in his father’s steps - another parallel to Mary (and John) with the whole father theme

Ada: “I’ll take that win.” - writers, really? You do realize that you do not need to copy every single thing from SPN, right? These aren’t cute callbacks and that is definitely not a line that was used back in the 70’s so it’s obvious what your real goal is and it’s ridiculous (again, just call it a reboot and go)

Okay, okay, so you’re telling me that Mary can’t have this moment with Ada alone? That John has to eavesdrop? Because she won’t “open up” to him? How are we supposed to see Mary as her own character in this series when they do things like this? Whatever she’s thinking/feeling about John does not need to be made apparent to him (without her consent like in this scene) right away in order to sell this “romance”; the only one that should be “eavesdropping” on this scene is the audience

Mary, of course she’s going to say she would do it again, she had a kid - very different

Ugh, I despise that smile of John’s - for a show that’s supposed to have me rooting for this couple so Sam and Dean can happen in the flagship series (hear me, Robbie, FLAGSHIP SERIES, not mothership, ugh), you guys sure are working to do the opposite

“Hey, where’s John?” He was busy eavesdropping with serious Edward Cullen-creepy vibes and only bounced a second ago, you can probably catch him if you hurry

I like that Carlos and Mary took the lead on this one

Oh look it’s the alien spider-dog again, why are you guys running? He just wants to play fetch

So that’s the next job the Men In Black Big Bug that Vincent D’Onofrio turned into has! I was worried that his career hit a bit of a stale point but it looks like he’s making a comeback, whew, one worry off of my list 

“What the hell was that thing?” “Roach” - you aren’t kidding, Carlos. Don’t you know these are alien space bug things?

I bet you Mary was stung by the alien spider-dog

Yep - knew it

Whoa - I’m sorry to say it but Meg’s acting is not that great in this scene, like girl all you have to do is act out of it, how is that a problem?

“Querida” - alright a little better

While I respect everything Tony is saying in this scene, this whole thing is ridiculous - and John is the only one connected to Mary out of that group? Come on, people, back to amateurville it is apparently - and of course John has to be the hero, not any POC including Tony who is the actual half-Djinn? Omg...I don’t know if I’m going to make it to episode 7

Loved Carlos’ “help” LOL

Hey writers - hi there! Just a small little question - why is Mary struggling so much while in this dream state but John isn’t when they’re both doing the same thing? I get that the Akrida didn’t affect John and he’s going in through using Tony’s powers but really? 

So we have a hallway that is reminiscent of Beetlejuice? Okay

Mary has the anti-possession charm on a bracelet? What if the clasp breaks? What if it’s a demon who breaks it? I get that the tattoos weren’t around until Dean and Sam but isn’t there a better way to have it on their person?

“Mary, we don’t have time for this” - I get that John is right but did he not hear Tony when he mentioned the word “trauma” in his explanation? Since John doesn’t know what the said trauma is for Mary, shouldn’t he state this another way? Especially since he’s "in love" with her? (and just as an aside, I don’t care for how Mary’s emotional trauma and thoughts were stripped from her this episode so John could be let in without her consent to force the “romance” and bonding - Mary doesn’t force John to talk about the war and his trauma, he shouldn’t be doing that to her outside of the whole Akrida urgency business - you’ll notice that Latika didn’t force Mary to go into Maggie’s room in the previous episode - and the writers using this mind walk crap as a way to force that bond is lazy and pure bullshit - one thing SPN itself got right was the emotional foundation it created, that’s good writing, this is not it)

Oh, now he talks to her appropriately

OMG this is so fucked up - they’re showing a bit of the foundation of the Mary we know (which is good) and how she never wanted this for her children but John literally still does the same thing to Dean and Sam later on - FUCKED UP (and once again, fuck you John and a major fuck you to the Campbells) - I don't give a crap if there's a mind wipe or spell or whatever that gets us to the original series (and John doesn't remember), the point is Sam and Dean should have never been made to do any of it and John is a POS father, again idc what JDM, Jensen, John apologists have to say - this scene actually showcases that brilliantly with this scene of young Mary

I have to say Meg’s acting is a bit better here, more believable

Oh shit, I take that back, Meg honey, you had it, what happened?

“No kid should ever have to go through that.” A LITTLE LOUDER FOR THE JOHN WINCHESTER APOLOGISTS IN THE BACK

Okay, Meg has it back again, good

“Did you open up to Mary yet?” “Nope, but she opened up to me. Just not how she expected.” yeah aka without her consent

So we went through all of that for Mary to “open up” to John and then John shuts down on her? #makeitmakesense

Awww loved the Tony/Latika moment, cute

Roxanne -> Rockin’ Roxy - calling it now

Yep, knew it

Omg what hair is that??? *jumps up and yells into the crowd* “IS ANYONE MISSING A MOP HEAD?” holy crap, I know it's the 70's but surely the hair/costuming dept can do better than that

“I Put A Spell On You” - really? Obviously that’s the radio station they’re using and I wonder if the music itself is the “signal” since the song choice here is on the nose

Episode theme: You need a release/to let go or it will consume you

Monster: mixture of cute and the desire to grab a can of Raid

Chemistry: John and Millie; John and Betty; Carlos and Ada; Mary and Ada; Tony and Latika

Ending Thoughts: I'm not exactly sure what happened her but somehow this episode was less stellar in quality than the last, it almost gave off the vibe of the episodes being out of order or something. The Mary memories were great and so was Ada's and Tony's story. I also appreciated seeing the real John Winchester come through and I'm glad TW isn't shying away from that. And that's why I left the rating as the same rather than decrease it though this was subpar compared to last episode.

[thebloodpit]

Okay so I just finished season 2 of Fate and oh… my…

First of all, it is a MASSIVE improvement. Scarier threats, better writing (?), likable new/original characters, lots of surprises (good and bad), better CGI. Overall really impressive and enjoyable for a Netflix original. I think they delivered. I’m not going to do a full review, just going to take a moment to gush about a few things I enjoyed/noticed.

Spoilers below so if you haven’t finished or seen the show yet, please skip!

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• Farah’s surprise comeback-not-comeback!! Like, what was that??? 😭 Other than Eve Best agreeing to have a cameo because her other show House of the Dragon wants her more? … 🧍🏻‍♀️ I mean, there are a million ways to bring her back. E.g. Sebastian’s wish to resurrect the dead victims of Aster Dell suggests it likely could be done to Farah as well, Farah saying that she used magic before Rosalind’s attack sooo instead of what they gave us, she could make nature protect her or to fool Rosalind into thinking she’s successful, etc. It’s a world of fairy magic. THERE ARE SO MANY WAYS. And in the cartoon, Faragonda was gone and became one with nature and the girls brought her back … I really wanted that parallel. Man 😔

• With Rosalind, Ben, and Andreas gone so it’s just Saul…? The only person of the Battalion of Light who’s still standing. Is he in charge of the school now?

• SAUL’S HOUSE!!!!! AND HORSES!!!

• The lack of Silrah 😖😭😖 Like … I know her time was limited but the lack of acknowledgment or seeing Saul react to the news that she’s dead/has been murdered by Rosalind feels so … lazy (?) IDK. But we were robbed.

• Andreas dying ??? I’m a lil disappointed. Even though his death kinda serves a purpose. I think the writers were trying to do that “Sky resents Saul for killing or attempting to kill his dad but it’s Sky who actually ends up killing his dad but it’s for a good cause” thing, and I get it. Plus, I feel like we (or just me) were not meant to like Andreas and see him as one of the main characters as we do but his death still feels quick and cheap and it’s such a waste of an interesting and complex character bc while he may be crass and a bit (or a lot) of a bastard but then they showed us that he’s not a robotic soldier and he did have emotions and care for Beatrix. He was getting sooo likable in that way and then they took him away from us so early in the season, just like that. A shame.

• PLUS, when Saul was pardoned and became a Specialist instructor again, I was disappointed by the lack of Saul/Andreas interactions as coworkers/allies. I feel like they were teasing us with some Saul/Andreas a bit in the beginning because, hello, it’s two ex-friends who now hate each other because they each hurt the other person very deeply and have things to resolve suddenly having to work together as allies again, and kinda led us to expect more scenes with them so I feel blueballed.

• Musa is a fairy AND a specialist (well, not fully but you know, she possesses the skills now 🥸). LOOK AT HOW MY GIRL ATE THAT!! Sad she didn’t get to transform, same with Flora. Was expecting Flora to transform from sacrificing herself like in the cartoon and Musa to transform when she gets her magic back. But it’s alright. These two got their Enchantix later than the other girls so this feels canon, lol.

• RIVUSA IS SO, SO WELL DONE!!! Better than expected, even. Riven is so likable. I cannot.

• LOVE Grey and Aisha/Grey … no complaints there at all.

• Not sure how I feel about Beatrix’ death yet … but leaning towards the negative side because she, too, is likable. And has more to offer to the story. Plus, she’s a Trix or supposed to be. And Trix ain’t supposed to be killed off but if they could kill their own version of Faragonda, then, well…

• Beatrix is STORMY as revealed that her two dead sisters are Icy and Darcy 😭😭🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 I guess the only thing that comforts me is that she’s with her sisters now 🥲

• VALTOR!!!!! …is Irish????? SKDODCOFOCO 😭😭😭

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I really have to sleep now but I have more thoughts and I will be adding to this. If you’ve read this far, thank you. I honestly didn’t think anyone would care to know what I think but feel free to share your thoughts as well! I love this show and these characters. I have more to gush about, hahaha.

🧚🏼‍♀️

[knockyasocksoff2022]

Ideal No. 10

(1,100 words)

(A/N: IDK why, but for some reason, I feel like this chapter isn't as good as the others. But I hope you like it. I may edit later.)

I leave a bit after Kunikida because I have more work. It will take me only a week to clear my backlog. It makes me wonder why I didn't just do it before, (because I am miserably lazy) but I'm making up for it now.

I'd hoped that this was what it took to get Kunikida's attention, but he was still paying no attention to me. Even when he's been angry at me, he's never just ignored me like that or anyone actually. Politeness is in his ideals. I know I said I wish he'd changed them but not just to cut me out.

Of course, I know I deserve it, he must see that I'm not really trying to change. Still, I must try. If I want to catch his attention, I'll have to do something drastic, but not the type of thing I would've done before.

I'll get his attention with my looks and actions instead of my words. While I shower I imagine I'm drowning and that's when it comes to me.

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In the morning I head to the supermarket on the way to work. Should I get the same thing as yesterday? Would it make me look consistent and reliable or boring? The options don't matter, it's not as if I'll taste it anyway.

In the end, I settle for a slightly different one and head into work.

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Kunikida, ever a man of routine, is writing notes on the whiteboard, just as he was yesterday when I came in.

I bow and greet him, smiling to myself at his expression, I put my lunch in the refrigerator.

–

All through the day, I catch him staring at me, but I can't tell if my plan is working or if he just thinks that I'm a complete weirdo.

The others seem to have made peace with it, just as they do my other antics. Secure in the fact that I'll change soon.

It's been a slow week, but we'll have a case soon and we'll have to talk. It fills me with dread and excitement. What sentiment awaits me? What will his first words to me in a week be? Rejection? Or long-awaited acceptance?

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It's lunchtime now, and we all split up, time for my plan.

I grab my lunch and follow Kunikida to the cafe. Even when I get to his booth, He doesn't look up at me, staring intently at the already-finished document on his laptop. Working through the lunch break, classic Kunikida. Ah, we're so different, how will we ever work? I must be annoying him. I should just go away. I hear Ranpo chuckle, then quiet himself and order a strawberry tart.

"Excuse me, Kunikida-kun."

At this I see his eyes flicker in interest, he seems to mentally debate a moment before he looks up at me. Politeness wins out. Pity. I keep my expression pleasant, it hurts a bit, feeling forced when a frown would be so natural.

"Yes, Dazai." he sounds so annoyed already that it makes me nauseous but ever the annoying fool, doomed to tragedy because he can't take a hint, I press on.

"Would you mind it if I joined you this lunch break?"

He looks up at me, eyes wide, incredulous, as if I've just said the strangest stupidest thing. As if I'm an idiot for assuming he'd ever wish for my company (I probably am). His gaze is like one of the weapons he makes from his notebook, a wire gun stabbing me through the heart. I can barely stand it.

"Ah, never mind. This was rude of me. I can see that you're occupied with work. Goodbye, Kunikida-kun. Enjoy your lunch."

I walk away before I can show any emotion. I see in the reflection of the glass door, Ranpo looking sympathetically after me.

Kunikida must have realised it was an advance, then. It's not as if I should be surprised. It probably never even crossed his mind before, and now I've disgusted him. I'll need to show him I've changed, that I'm not a freak anymore. 

I've already tried wearing neater clothes, so the only thing left must be to show that I don't in fact live off convenience store food. His ideals say his woman must be able to cook, or at least love trying new foods. So that is what I will do.

I need to learn my own bentos, pretty like the ones Kouyou used to make for Kyouka, but I can't exactly ask her, I'll need to do this on my own. All alone.

Why is this so exhausting? Why do I feel so heavy when I've barely done anything at all? Am I just such a weak useless person? 

Ahh, yes. That's it then.

Tch, I make myself sick.

I don't eat my lunch, I can't make myself. Just looking at the measly salad makes my stomach turn. I almost chuck it in the bin, but then I feel bad about the food waste and leave it in the fridge. I'm sure one of the clerks will take it home. Maybe Atsushi will eat it for a snack (he needs a lot of snacks for his high metabolism.)

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The afternoon goes by in a blur and I'm more eager than ever to get out of the office (how lazy of me). I walk quickly out of the door, keeping my eyes straight ahead, not looking anywhere near Kunikida.

When I get back to the dorm I spend my evening browsing Youtube cooking tutorials. After the hours of scouring my eyes burn, but I have to get to work right away so I get up, ignoring the tingling from sitting cross-legged for too long,  and head out.

I hear Kunikida's voice in the back of my head, right there next to Oda's. "Put on a coat, you'll get sick." "Wear proper clothes, idiot, you're not some street begger!"

I can't stand it. The two people I'll never have. I ignore it, leaving the coat. I'll be warm from walking anyway.

The local market is only a walk across the city. The night is brisk, a nippy sort of chill that wakes you up and clears your head.

An hour later I reach the night market. It's beautiful. Lanterns and flickering neon signs hang everywhere. It's a good thing I have so much money saved up from the Port mafia.

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By the time I get my groceries home, it's nearly 24:00, but I can tell by the way my limbs buzz that I wouldn't be able to sleep if I tried. 

Time to get to work.

IDEALS [kunikidazai]

(A/N: I've been palying around with ship names for these two and came up with Ideal Human because together these two make one perfectly functioning person. Kind of like how Tachizaki is Midwinter Snow because if their abilities)

SUMMARY:

Dazai Osamu is the farthest possible thing from the ideal woman Kunikida Doppo has written so much about in his notebook.

And yet . . . Kunikida is hoplessly in love with him anyway. Kunikida doesn't belive he has a chance with his coworker, I mean, have you seen the way he flirts with women? Straight as the rulers Kunikida used to use in his maths class.

Dazai meanwhile is also inlove with uptight but still charming coworker. But how can Dazai ever come close to the woman Kunikida has in mind?

Will these two damn idiots figure their shit out or not? God, I hope they do, for all our sanity!

(Summary sponsered by Edogawa Ranpo)

Categories: angst, fluff, getting together

Warnings: N/A

Thank you to @wildroseroguefor inspiring me to write Kunikidazai for the first time. Rose has lots of Kunikida content on her blog, check it out.

[seriouslysnape]

To the Limit

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Severus Snape x Fem. Reader

Warnings: Slight smut. Use of safeword. Language.

Request: Hi! Can u make Severus × Reader when the reader use the safe words for the first time because idk maybe it's too much for the reader that day or smth else you like..Thankyouu 💕💕 love ur writings btw ❤❤

A/N: Here we gooooooo. Reminder, everything is consensual.

Word Count: 2,947

“Okay, darling. Whatever you want.”

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Severus has always been flexible in the bedroom. Yes, Severus Snape is versatile in the sheets and has more love making skills than you originally would’ve given him credit for. Sex with Severus can range anywhere from slow and careful where praising your body is his main objective, to fucking you so mercilessly that stars are dotting the back of your eyelids with each hard thrust.

Sometimes, you don’t have to establish what kind of theme your sessions will take on. If Severus comes home angry from a long, obnoxious day then you very well know that a rough fucking will get it out of his system. When you’ve just watched one of your favorite romantic drama Muggle movies that have sent you into tears, he knows that something more unhurried is in order so you are reminded of how much he loves you.

Other times though, there isn’t really anything that determines the kind of sex you’ll be having. If the mood is right for both of you, then you often will just figure it out from there. 

Severus’ return on Friday night from a long week of classes was coated with his desire for you. You could practically feel the hard sexual tension radiating off of his whole being. From the moment he walked in the door, you knew what tonight would hold for the both of you. More than likely, it’d be a whole lot of rutted fucking and orgasms until neither of you had any stamina left to give. Normally, a seed of excitement would be planted and begin to grow in your core at the thought of being touched by him, but you didn’t feel it this time. 

It had been a bad week to put it simply. Work was weighing you down and you had taken more hits than you were used to in a five day time period. Exhaustion had riddled you, and stress has gotten the best of you. Emotional breakdown was the only way you could describe how you were feeling. You really weren’t feeling up to what Severus wanted to do. However, you couldn’t bring yourself to deny him when his hands and lips were on you, moving to all his favorite places on you.

His voice was silky smooth in your ears as he uplifted you with how he had been thinking about you all day, and how he wanted to be with you when you weren’t around. It wasn’t Severus’ fault that you had a bad week, and it surely wasn’t all his fault that he was this turned on. The way he gripped your legs with his strong hands was an indicator that he wanted to go well into the night, which your tired state wasn’t a fan of. But you loved Severus, and you always wanted him to be happy and well pleased. So you figured you could handle a couple of coarse rounds to satisfy him.

Oh, how wrong you were.

Once access was granted, Severus leapt onto you without hesitation. A tornado of clothes being removed whirled around the room, your shirt and pants ended up on complete opposite sides of the room. Hot and unruly kisses were shared, marks were left on your necks, and no part of you went unattended. 

Admittedly, the first orgasm was actually enjoyable. Severus’ fingers were knuckle deep in your needy cunt and pumping vigorously as he found all the best spots. The strenuous activity melted some of the week’s stress from your conscience, your mind being stripped of all your worry as it clouded with ecstasy. Severus thrived off of the moans and noises of delight that he was drawing out of your throat, perfecting his movements to give you an even stronger release. Severus worked you to your finish as you came around his fingers, slicking them with arousal and relief. 

He left lazy kisses over your breasts while you took a moment to recover, preparing yourself for the next round that was undoubtedly on its way. Tiredness had plagued you long before Severus had even walked through the door, and you had suddenly been robbed of even more energy, so you were confident that you might not get a proper orgasm this second time. But the moment Severus slid you onto his dick and stretched your walls the way only he knew how to, you knew that you were going to cum whether you felt like you could handle it or not.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to. You loved seeing Severus so enraptured in waves of pleasure and gratification, but you were beyond fatigued. Still, you bounced up and down on his lap over and over again, your already sensitive clit throbbing with each rub of his fingers. Severus’ other hand guided your hip movements to meet the way he thrusted up into you, hitting your g-spot just right.

When you came this time, your sound of release was more of a strained cry than a content sound. Severus didn’t seem to notice, since he was too focused on the intoxicating feeling of filling you with his own finish. You popped off of him before he was even emptied out, the rest of his fluids landing on your inner thighs. You fell onto the bed next to him, your breathing much heavier than usual. 

You were totally tuckered out with absolutely no hope of another round. Your muscles ached and your bones were wiped out. Although, you felt a queasy feeling of despair when you saw that familiar look of lust in Severus’ eyes. He spoke lowly, his voice echoing in your ringing ears.

“I’m not through with you yet, love.” He purred.

Usually that would’ve sent a whole mess of arousal through you, but you were too worn out. But Severus usually didn’t last more than three rounds, so this would for sure be the last one. You thought you could push through so he could at least get his release, but this third go round wasn’t a good feeling for you at all.

With your arms above your head and the pillowcase below your head in your fingers’ death grip, you turned your head to the side to fight through his persistent hard fucking into you. On a better day, you’d be all over this and relishing every moment. But now your eyes were screwed tightly shut in discomfort, for each time you opened them Severus would only be able to see the whites of your eyes. The thumping heartbeat in your ears was deafening and your entire body was stiff and rigid, but not in a good way. You wanted to tough it out so at least Severus could finish, but it was just too much for you tonight. 

You had to tap out.

“Polyjuice!” You squeaked out, your voice raspy.

In an instant, you saw any expression of lust wiped straight from his face. He pulled out the millisecond that the word registered in his head, his face stricken with worry and concern at the first time use of your agreed safe word. Severus’ heart dropped at your whimpers of displeasure, his brain reeling and raking over what had gone wrong. 

“[Y/N], what’s wrong? What happened?” He asked frantically.

“I-I just...”

Shaky breaths and uncomfortable whines were the only noises you could seem to make. You sat up from where you were laying down, bringing your knees to your chest and hiding your face as you began to cry. Your emotions were all over the place, and it didn’t help that you were overstimulated and overworked. Severus went to pull you to him, but withdrew his hand. Upsetting you further would absolutely crush him, but he needed to know that you were okay.

“Can I touch you, darling?” He whispered out.

The yowl of approval was enough for him to feel fine with carefully wrapping his hand under your arm and dragging you across the mattress to where he was kneeling on the middle of the bed. He pulled the covers over your skin to keep you from getting cold from the loss of heat from being active. You buried your head into his bare chest, your tears leaking and falling down his skin. 

“I’m sorry, Sev. I’m really sorry.” You sobbed, your hair sticking to your sweaty skin.

“No, no, no. Don’t ever be sorry for telling me to stop when you’re not comfortable,” He reassured; “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” 

The shake of your head brought relief upon him, but he was still worried. He rocked you in his arms until your sobs died down enough to where you were coherent. Severus was getting ready to ask you once more what was wrong, shifting you so he could see your face. When moving you, his hand accidentally brushed against your swollen, sensitive clit and you wailed out pathetically. Severus’ pale face went even whiter.

“Oh, my love...I worked you too hard, didn’t I?” He queried.

Severus would always admit that sometimes he’d get into the zone and completely drown everything else out. He wouldn’t really be able to tell how hard he was pulling in and out. It was rare, but from time to time you’d have to ask him to soften his thrusts or slow his pace when he got too rowdy. But you had never asked him to stop completely until now. He feared that he had seriously pushed you over the edge this time.

“It’s not just that.” You confessed with a sniff.

Severus had drawn your head back to gaze into your bleary eyes. The tear tracks being swiped away with his thumbs as he cradled your face. 

“What is it then, sweetheart?” He asked with wonder.

A fresh set of salty tears pooled and fell down your cheeks, but for a different reason.

“I’ve had a horrible week. Nothing has gone right,” You explained croakily; “I wanted to make you feel good and I thought it might make me feel better...but I’m just exhausted and I couldn’t handle it tonight.”

You fell apart into another set of choking sobs and gut wrenching cries, prompting Severus to bring you back into his chest. He stroked your skin and left kisses so light that they were ghostly. 

“It’s alright, angel. I wish you had told me before that you weren’t feeling up to it,” He consoled; “You’re worth so much more than sex. I want you to tell me sooner next time if you’re uncomfortable.”

Your nod of understanding offered a wash of comfort over him that you were calming down steadily. He hated that this happened. He knew that was the whole reason for your established safe word for when things went south or things got dicey. He just never thought you’d ever have to use it. He felt absolutely terrible. 

“I’m sorry, Sevvy. I really wanted you to get off, I just-”

“Please don’t apologize for this. This is my fault. I should’ve seen how tired you were and how I was being overly hard,” He said; “I’m the one that should be sorry.”

The sniffles from your nose had increased as you tried to flush down all the drainage from your crying. Your tears had stopped as you sat up from his body, wiping at your cheeks with the back of your hand. The red blotches in your puffy eyes were pinging at Severus’ already guilty conscience. He saw the littered hickeys across your neck and breasts, and how your lips were swollen from his severe kisses. He had rocked your burnt out body to the max.

“I’ll tell you what. How about we go get cleaned up, and then we can get into bed. Then you can tell me about your week if so wish.” He suggested, cautiously guiding you off of the bed.

“I think I just want to get a bath and get some sleep.” You said, barely able to stand on your wobbly legs.

“Okay, darling. Whatever you want.” He smiled softly, hoping it’d offer you some kind of solace. 

Severus ran you a hot bath, filling it with all of your favorite scents and smells. Your stance was still despite your shaking legs, and you seemed to be staring off into an endless trance. You slipped into the tub when it was ready, sinking down just below your nose under the bubbles. Normally, Severus would be sitting across from you or you’d be snuggled up on his lap, but he wanted you to have some space for a bit. You were honestly too tired to object. 

He simply casted a charm to freshen himself up, finding and selecting his favorite pair of sweatpants and soft shirt for you to change into. Your eyes were closed, and you had just begun to drift off to sleep when he re-entered the bathroom, changed into some casual day time wear, despite how late it was.

“Here are some clean clothes for you, pretty girl.” He remarked, setting the folded sweats and shirt on the end of the tub for you to get when you got out.

You only gave a light nod as a response, your eyes following him as he stood awkwardly. He was unsure of what to do for you now. He thought that you might want the bedroom to yourself for the night, which was fine because he wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing he had pushed you so hard anyway. He placed himself on the floor by the tub, sitting with his legs criss crossed over one another. It was quiet in the room, the only sounds were the occasional gentle splash when you moved your leg or arm. His eyes were still full of worry, and he was kicking himself big time now.

“I’m so sorry...” He breathed out, running his fingertips dragging leisurely your damp arm that you had resting on the ledge of the bathtub; “I never meant to hurt you.”

“You didn’t hurt me, Sev. I promise.” You responded, wishing he wouldn’t take this so hard.

When it came to you, Severus took everything to heart. There weren’t many things in the world that made his heart beat with a purpose. You were the single person that allowed him to want to get up in the mornings. The thought of hurting you was enough to break him down. If he could have it his way, you would be indescribably happy with every passing moment of every day. He never wanted you to feel anything other than joy. 

But he knew that life would never allow it.

Your eyebrows dipped when you noticed his attire, wondering why he wasn’t in his own sleepwear. It was much too late for him to go anywhere.

“Where are you going?” You questioned, your voice thick with weary.

“I’m going to go back to the school. I have some grading to do.” He half-lied.

It was true that he did indeed have a stack of papers to be assessed, but that wasn’t the real reason why he felt like he wanted to leave. Severus Snape grading on a Friday night when he had the opportunity to be cuddled up with his lover? He’d choose you every time.

Now you felt bad for causing him to scurry off. You wanted him there with you regardless of what had happened.

“Severus,” You called out tenderly, reaching for his face; “I don’t want you to leave.” 

A genuine look of doubt flashed over his features as his head lulled into your hand.

“I think it would be best if you got some good sleep tonight. I’ll just be in my office so if-”

“Stay with me. Please?” You requested, the thought of sleeping without him was disheartening.

A sigh of awe expelled from his chest. He couldn’t say no to your puppy eyes and slightly pouting lower lip.

“Okay, okay.” He agreed.

“I think that some boyfriend snuggles will make me feel a whole lot better.” You spoke rather cheekily.

He hummed affirmatively. The sound of nestling up with you was impossible to turn down. He took your hand from his face and kissed your palm gingerly, holding the warm skin to his lips for a brief moment. He eventually stood from the floor, but stopped when you held your arms up.

“Help me up?” You asked with the first genuine smile of the evening.

He chuckled, obliging and lifting you effortlessly from the tub. The warm towel was heavenly as you dried off, changing into the clothes that Severus had left for you. Severus went and changed as well, laughing to himself when he exited the closet to see you already curled up. 

The sheets draped over him easily when he laid next to you, waiting for you to nuzzle up to him. He held you close and flush to him, thanking his lucky stars that you were okay.

“My sweet girl...” He hushed out, noting that you were just seconds away from falling asleep; “I love you.” 

You mumbled out a sleepy “I love you” in return before drifting into a deep slumber to snooze off the night’s drama. Severus, as expected, didn’t sleep much that night to ensure that you were sleeping soundly and comfortably. He still felt dreadful, even after you had told him over and over that he didn’t hurt you. The weekend to follow was filled with Severus doting and cherishing over you every chance that he had, trying to make up for what had happened. You were the light of his life after all.

And he prayed that he’d never see that flame go out.

[sunshineseung]

Morning Dew // Jeongin

🍄 | genre: smut (18+) ☁️ | pairing: Yang Jeongin x female!reader 🌿 | wc: 1.2k 🌸 | includes: no power dynamic, soft morning sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pet names for dayyys, soft ending, idk it’s just pretty cute :)

☀️ | synopsis: You and Jeongin have been dating for months, and waking up next to him is the best feeling, especially when he wakes up with morning wood.

🌊 | requested: “Hi!!! could you write a fem!reader x jeongin soft morning sex :)) ive been thinking about this for so long imagine waking up to a shirtless jeongin and his voice being all raspy omg 🥵” don’t mind if i do anonnie!

You flick the sand from your eyes as you wake up, finally awake enough to start your day. Your head is pressed into your boyfriend, Jeongin’s chest, your arms around him as his arms are around you. Looking up at his face, he looks so calm and pretty when he’s asleep; You can’t help but peck his cheek with a sweet kiss. His eyes flutter open, a full view of you smiling at him in his vision.

“Good morning, sweetheart. How’d you sleep?” You kiss his cheek again as he struggles to comprehend your question despite its simplicity. You patiently wait for a response as Jeongin stretches his arms out before holding you closer to his body.

“I always sleep well with you. You know that!” You both giggle at his slight raise in tone. The room feels warm with the sunlight creeping in through the blinds. If it hadn’t been for the alarm clock sitting next to you, you’d have no idea what time it was. “I have off today, babe.”

“Oh really?” You raise an eyebrow, meeting your lips with his in a short kiss. “So we can stay in bed as long as we’d like?”

“Of course, baby. I could cuddle with you forever.” You smile and nuzzle into his chest, both of you enjoying the emotional warmth you give to the other. You peck light kisses into his chest, wrapping your legs around him to bring him closer.

“Oh my god, I forgot we were naked.” You feel his dick right below your thigh, totally forgetting the events of last night until right now. The temptation to rub against him is strong, but you refrain for now. Jeongin just laughs at your shocked expression, kissing your forehead.

“I didn’t want to say anything but,” Jeongin sighs, unsure how exactly to express how much he wants you, “I might need a little help down there.”

Jeongin almost always wakes up with morning wood, so this was no surprise to either of you. The only thing holding you back was how sore you still were from working all week and the rough night prior. You didn’t want to move your body at all, but you also wanted to make Jeongin happy.

You move your legs off of Jeongin to get a view of his cock, not fully hard but definitely getting there. Your hand inches down his chest to his length, teasing him as you take the base of his shaft into your hand. Your wrist flicks your hand up and down his dick as Jeongin lets out labored sighs and quiet groans.

In no time, Jeongin’s hard as a rock, thrusting his hips into your hand while you stay still. He holds your wrist tightly while fucking your hand slowly. It was a sight to see for sure, and if the wetness between your legs was any indicator, you biting your lip certainly cemented the fact that you were turned on to an otherworldly extent. Your boyfriend just looked so painfully sexy you could hardly believe he was yours.

“Baby, turn over. I want to be inside you.” Jeongin moves your hand off of him, holding your hips to move you to your side. You nod, swiftly adjusting your body so you’re facing away from him as he bring you into his arms, spooning you close. His cock sits between your legs, resting until Jeongin brings his hand between down to position his cock to line up with your entrance. “Ready?”

“So ready, baby.” You whine, pressing your ass back against him. Jeongin groans deep as he pushes into you, your head engulfing his cock as he bottoms out. As many times as he’s been inside you like this, the stretch is always pleasantly jarring. You’ve always appreciated how Jeongin would let you adjust to his size until you tell him to move. “You can go, babe.”

“Anything for you, my love.” He slowly pulls out and back in, never letting his cock completely fall out of you. His strokes are long and deep, your cunt feeling full every time his hips jerk into yours. You close your eyes and let Jeongin take you, whining slightly as he takes your waist into his hand while his other hand holds your hips in place. “You feel so good, fuck~”

The drag of his cock against your walls made your head spin, and his frequent thrusts into your g-spot made you see stars. If he wasn’t moving so damn slow, you’d be through the moon right now. The lazy pegs from Jeongin made you burn for more. Your hand went between your legs to play with your clit, the sensation becoming intense rapidly. Your body was on fire, you just needed that push.

"Jeonginnie, can you go a little faster?” You whimper has he pushes his cock in deeper, faster, his grip on your hips tightening as you clench around him. He groans your name right in your ear, his deep morning voice sounding hot as ever. You squint your eyes closed even tighter as one of Jeongin’s hands leaves your hips and comes up to squeeze your tit, teasing your nipple between his fingers. He starts sucking on the side of your neck, careful not to make any marks. “Th-thank you.”

“No need to thank me, doll.” His pace is soft and tough at the same time, a clear care in all of his moments. As you begin to contract around him, he hisses, his hot breath blowing down your neck, sending chills down your spine. “Can I cum inside you?”

“Cum wherever you want.” You can’t think about his orgasm right now, the feeling of yours growing overwhelming strong within seconds. Your hips rut against Jeongin as he holds himself inside you, shallowly thrusting into your cunt while you cum on his cock. You feel like heaven, not to mention the moans coming from your throat being enough to make Jeongin breathless.

“Are you alright, babe? Can I keep going?” Jeongin caresses your curves as you catch your breath, nodding sheepishly as you feel him start to move inside you again. The overstimulation is totally worth having Jeongin possibly release inside you. “G-gonna cum.”

You ride him gently, his movements becoming infrequent and, when they do happen, erratic. He can hardly control his body as he cums, only his tip inside you. His arms hold you close to him, your back flush with his chest. You can feel his fast heartbeat against you. The high-pitched whines coming from his throat contract greatly with his raspy morning voice you’ve grown to love, but nonetheless, he sounds hot as ever.

“I don’t wanna pull out.” He pushes fully into you as his cock softens, the atmosphere transitioning from sexual to sensual. He rests his forehead against your back, taking in your smell, your feeling, your view. His heart feels complete when he’s with you like this. “Let’s stay like this.”

“I’d love that, Jeongin.” You close your eyes again, this time from tiredness rather than pleasure. Jeongin’s eyes shut similarly, both of you ready to crash after the activity. “Promise you won’t let go of me?”

“I wouldn’t let go of you for the world, Y/n.” He pulls you closer, blushing as he feels his heart begin to swell with adoration. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You have a smile on your face as you drift back to sleep with your lovely boyfriend.

[kageyuji]

How the pretty setter squad kisses

-> warnings ; kissing, making out

-> includes ; oikawa, kageyama, kenma, suga, and akaashi

a/n ; idk which group i want to do next! i was thinking about aces or liberos, but who would you guys want?

oikawa —

i feel like oikawa is the most experienced out of all of them, i just think he’s been in more half-relationships than the others

the first kiss probably happens at a very light hearted time; the two of you were somewhere just relaxing, laughing at some dumb joke or story he’d said when he suddenly asks if he can kiss you

you’d smile and say yes, he’d smile too and lean in

he’s very gentle and his lips are softer than you’d expected

his hands rest on the sides of you neck with his thumb on your jawline, pulling you just a little bit closer to him

you feel him smiling against your lips and then pull away, leaving you flustered although he seemed relatively calm about what had just happened

he’s probably the calmest out of everyone

not in a way that he didn’t care about this kiss, because he definitely did care, i just think he’s had a lot more first kisses

he isn’t very consistent with his kisses; sometimes slow and soft, other times rough and passionate

sometimes he rests his forehead on yours and just kind of. sits there

he finds it very calming, or so he says (we all know it’s because he lowkey wants you to kiss him again)

he also likes to gently kiss the tips of your fingers whenever you’re cuddling, he finds it very sweet??

also, i feel like he’s the type to give you sleepy kisses

like he’s half asleep, you both had long days, he just leans in and very lazily gives you something that’s more than a peck but not quite a kiss

makeout sessions are,,,,interesting to say the least

he’s very handsy and flirty, and he loves to be marked up

he would gladly show off any hickeys he earned (yes, earned)

he’s very passionate when it comes to making out w you <///////3

he likes you in his lap whenever you’re making out, his hands on your back with your arms preferably thrown over his shoulders

he watches makeout tutorials don’t @ me ABSJDBF

he also holds his hand on the small of your back so he can hold you against him, you don’t really notice it until you go to move away from him

but he’s holding you the entire time you’re making out

kageyama —

you’re going to have to initiate the first kiss; he doesn’t quite know how to ask so he waits for you

but also, it takes him a while to trust you enough to let his walls down a little bit

it’s not a person thing, he just isn’t one to rush into something, even if he’s known you for a while

which is why it took a long while for you to make the first move

you leaned in slowly, making sure he didn’t pull back

“can i...?” you asked

he looked awkward and even a little nervous, but he nodded

with that, you closed the distance between you two

he is a little confused as to what to do with his hands, does he hold your hand? does he hold your face? it feels awkward to have them at his sides but can he touch you?

when you put your hand on the side of his face, he freezes up at first but then leans into your touch

he’s also probably the first to pull back

it’s not that he wants to, his brain is just a fried mess of trying to figure out if he’s a good kisser, if he did it right, was he awkward? how long is a kiss supposed to last?

of course, you know absolutely none of this because he’s not that great at expressing his emotions

he has an expression on his face that’s something like panic

he has so many thoughts. he’s running through it in his mind again. he’s screaming internally

on the outside he’s still doing the 😧😳 face

after the first kiss, they go a little bit smoother but not really

it takes him a while for the kisses to get less awkward

also he’s much more a fan of quick pecks than full on kissing

however, makeout sessions are bound to happen at some point

he’s hella awkward about it at first, he’s literally never made out with anyone before

again, he doesn’t quite know what to do with his hands in the beginning

eventually he figures it out and things go a lot more smoothly, but he’s still slightly hesitant

i feel like he wants you to set the pace, at least to begin with; he doesn’t want to seem too controlling or too pushy

but once he figures out what you like he can takeover if you want him to

kenma —

i feel like with kenma, you’d have to make the move to initiate the first kiss

it’s not that it’d be impossible for him too, he just isn’t that big on kissing, he’d rather cuddle or something

so finding an opportunity to kiss you just isn’t on his mind

that’s not to say if the perfect opportunity arose he wouldn’t though

i feel like the two of you would have been snuggling, you perched beside him while he was playing on his switch

and you would have had to pec his cheek to get his attention, when he turned to you he looked a little confused

but you couldn’t help but notice how close your faces were together

“can i kissed you?” you asked him, and watched a soft smile pull at his lips

“mhm,” he answered

you leaned and pressed your lips against his, him kissing you back

he isn’t very touchy, it’s just a soft, feather-light touch on your side

also, if you kiss him while he’s holding something in his hands or he’s got his hands in his pockets, he most likely isn’t going to set the object down and take his hands out of his pockets

so it can get awkward with touching but only if you think about it too much VAHDFBNF

he honestly isn’t that big on kissing, he will sleepy nuzzle into you though? or give you a quick peck before he leaves

or he also like holding your hand, but not in like an actual way. he’ll like,,,want your arm thrown lazily over his arm or something

makeout sessions with kenma are,,,,something else, i suppose

it’s not that kenma doesn’t care about the relationship, he just isn’t a very passionate lover WHSUDBFN

so makeout sessions w him are not only rare, they’re rather sloppy

they aren’t consistent, either

sometimes he’ll want hickeys, other times not.

sometimes he wants you on his lap, his hands holding you somewhere

while other times he genuinely couldn’t care how you’re sitting

he’s usually still very gentle, but he’s pretty versatile about it so whatever you ask he’ll probably do

suga —

uhm. i’m so bad at writing suga anyway so uh basically

i feel like he’s not the type that like,,,ask you out of no where

the first time, you’ll definitely see it coming before he asks if he can kiss you

he’s smiling the entire time he asks, and even if you say no to him the smile never drops from his face

if you do say yes, he lets out something like a chuckle and leans in to kiss you

he is no way a rough kisser, he’s very soft and gentle

he has one hand on the side of your face and the other is on your waist

the first kiss is probably short, but when he breaks away from you he’s still just inches away from you face and his hand is still resting lightly on your cheek

so if you lean again by no means is he going to stop you

he’s pretty calm about it, i’m not saying he’s smooth by any means AHSJFJNF but he’s probably the most calm out of all of the setters

he’s used to initiating kisses i think, but he actually kind of loves it whenever you try to move first

the first kiss actually wasn’t so awkward, but it slowly becomes less and less so the further into the relationship

sugas the type to pepper light kisses all over your face

but i also feel like his kisses get a lot more lazy the further into the relationship? not in a bad way, but he’s the type to give you sleepy, half-kisses

suga is v sweet w his makeout sessions!! he always asks before giving hickeys, he’s very gentle about moving you or adjusting if any awkward situations happen

he’s probably the most verbal? he asks a lot of questions

he starts off very soft and gentle, but based on how into it you get the more he’ll adjust to what you want

hickeys are kinda. eh, i suppose. he’s a-okay giving them, but unless you ask or want to he isn’t gonna ask for hickeys on himself

akaashi —

who makes the first move is kind of 50/50, akaashi has a lot of anxiety but also he isn’t afraid to speak his mind

he’s also very intuitive so i feel like he’d be able to tell whenever you were ready, and if you were too afraid to say something he’d definitely make the first move

i also feel like akaashi is probably the sweetest out of all of the boys when it comes to asking you

he’ll grab you hand, looking you right in the eyes and asking you straight forward if he can

whenever you say yes, he’ll smile and lean in of course

he’s a bit rougher with his kisses than you’d originally expected, his hand under your chin in order to pull him closer to you

he’s got to be holding you in some way; wether it’s a hand on your waist or just him holding your hand

he’s probably the first to pull away - his kisses are kind of short compared to the others’

he’ll probably pull away from you a little, although not all the way. your faces are still close, but not too close

he’s smiling, a dry laugh coming from him

his other kisses usually happen in a similar manner, although how he kisses can change from time to time

he can definitely kiss a lot softer sometimes though as well

makeout sessions are sort of a different story? kind of?

he starts off slow, but then gets more rough the more into he gets

he likes to leave hickeys, but if you don’t want any it’s not like he’s gonna complain

he’ll claim to be embarrassed whenever you leave hickeys on him, although he secretly loves it whenever his team sees them

he’s not handsy per se, one hand rest on his waist and moves up and down and the other is on your back

he’s also another thats verbal, he likes to communicate w you, asking if this is ok or if you’d like this

he likes it whenever you run your fingers through his hair, curling your fingers and tugging lightly

[equizona]

Hiii!! How are you? I hope you are doing great💕✨

I wanted to request headcanons for the bros having a normal dinner at the HoL until Mc who used to have really long hair shows up with a self-cuted bob, you can tell they cutted it by themselves but it’s still cute. When the bros asked about it they responded that they were having a really bad day and they cut their hair as an alternative to self harm.

If you feel uncomfortable you can skip the self harm part! I understand! I was just having a bad day and I decided to cut my hair for the same reasons and my Mamá didn’t take it really nicely, and idk i guess I just want comfort. Thank you I love your writing and again, I hope you have a nice day💕💕✨✨

Scenario: cutting your hair as an alternative to self harm

Note: Hello there! First, I wanna say how proud I am of you, even if I don't know you. The fact you cut your hair instead of cutting is amazing and I am so proud of you. I hope you continue to stay strong, and I'm sorry this took so long! Feel free to contact me if you need someone to talk to. [P.S: I did change the request up but it's mostly the same!]

Fandom: Obey Me!

Character's: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor.

Reader: Kinda G-N! But also has hints that you're most likely a female in this.

Warnings: self harm mentions?

He's very confused.

He does NOT remember you ever leaving the house of lamentation, and your hair was still long earlier this morning.

What happened?

He'll ignore it though.

He'll give you compliments about your hair, and he'll be surprised when you say you cut it on your own.

Tells you that you have talent.

After dinner, he'll ask for you to meet up with him in his office.

He'll immediately ask you why you cut your hair.

Was something wrong? Did you simply want a change? Are you sure you won't regret it? He could find you someone who could grow your hair back out for you if you did?

When you tell him you did that instead of self cutting he's... uncertain on how to feel.

Firstly, he is EXTREMELY proud of you for deciding to do that rather than cut yourself.

He's also a bit disappointed in himself that he didn't notice.

He'll pull you in for a hug, and tell him how proud he is of you for doing that. And how lovely your hair looks short.

He'll tell you to talk to him if you ever feel that you need to cut, and you don't have any other option.

Or if you are simply sad.

He'll get you a therapist if you don't want to speak to him or his brothers.

He'll do almost anything so that you can feel better.

Won't get you knives or things that you can hurt yourself with, but anything else is fair game.

Shocked because why???

Your hair was so nice, and silky! And he loved running his fingers through it and making different hairstyles and all that fun stuff.

He's kinda sad.

But also, you look really good with that hair style?

And you did it on your own?

....ever thought about opening a hair salon? People would pay so much if you had that much talent and skill.

Now, Mammon is most likely the one that is the best on emotions of ALL his brothers.

He can tell when you're not feeling yourself, and it's only like 100 times stronger thanks to the pact you both have.

He'll talk to you when you're both cuddled up in your room, asking you what happened.

When you tell him he'll put the mask he usually has on down and let you know how amazing you are and how proud he is.

Will offer to speak to Lucifer about getting you a therapist, if you'd like.

It won't matter if this is a common way you feel, it only happens once or twice or this only happened once.

He'll do anything you ask of him.

'Cause he loves you more than even money.

Kinda jealous because he' never be able to look good with a hairstyle like that.

And then you're just like

"Oh, I cut it myself."

And he just shirt circuts.

You can cut hair? And even more importantly, your own hair!?!?!?!??!?!

That's so cool!

Why did you never tell him?

At least he's happy that it doesn't seem like any of the others knew about it either.

Now, I honestly feel like Levi's bad thoughts about himself has led him down the path of self harm.

He's surpsingly strong willed, and almost always manages to catch himself and do something else.

And he recognizes what you did as a common thing to do instead.

Asks just to be sure.

And when you tell him that yes, that was why you did it, he's heartbroken.

You don't deserve feelings like that. Actually, you deserve everything good and only the good.

He'll be a lot nicer, doing his best to give you compliments on the new hairstyle and telling you how proud he is.

Mainly fails, but it's okay.

He's trying, and he'll try his best for you to be happy.

<3<3<3<3<3

This man feeds off of anger, so if you did it in a fit of rage or anger, no matter small, he's there in a second to ask how you're doing.

If not? He won't notice. It's only anger he can feel, much to his dismay.

He'll have troubles connecting the dots at first, and will only be handing you out compliments next to Asmo.

Then it hits him that it might be more to it, considering how you're acting.

He'll wait until after dinner and claim you have to help him with something.

Get's really angry when you tell him why you did it.

Not at you though, never at you. At himself, and lucifer, at everything.

He won't keep it up long though, calming down really quickly.

He'll ask you to sit down and read with him, or he'll read to you. Or you can do something on your D.D.D while he reads.

Whatever you want.

Hell, he might decide to let you drag him out somewhere.

Whatever it takes to make you feel even a tiny bit better.

Immediately gushing about how amazing you look with the new hairstyle.

He wants to know where you cut it in the first ten seconds he sees you.

Super shocked when he finds out you did it on your own.

Will ask you to trim his hair sometime.

To be fair, he's no stranger to doing things about his appearance in a fit of strong emotion.

Something Lucifer isn't always the happiest about.

He won't point it out though, if you want to talk, you know he's there.

He drops hints like that, just to be sure.

If you do tell him the reason, he'll immediately pull you in for a hug and shower you in compliments.

Not only on your appearance, but on how amazing you did to cut your hair instead of cutting your skin.

Self care day

He'll push away any of his brothers, doing his best to make you feel the most confident you have ever felt in your own body

Also, he'll make sure you know he's there for you and offer to get a therapist if you'd like one

When it starts to get late he'll put on a movie in the background and cuddle you💞💞💞

He thinks you look great with the new hairstyle!

You looked amazing before as well, but you also look amazing now!

Honestly, he kinda forgets about it during the dinner, a hair cut doesn't change who you are and you're still his very best friend and love of his life

He'll do his normal "get up at 12am and drag you for midnight snacks."

And if you tell him, he'll drop his food and pull you in for a hug

He doesn't say much, but offers you his food.

Whenever he's sad, food makes him feel better, so he does what he knows and hopes it'll share you up too

He'll also be willing to do anything you ask

Want him to carry you? Hug you? Cuddles? Want him to talk to lucifer for you? Want to vent? Want to cry?

He's there for you

Honestly, I doubt he even notices.

He's to busy sleeping to care.

When he DOES notice it's when he drags you down to sleep and tries nuzzling his face into your long hair-

Wait it's gone?

He'll get kinda pissy, 'cause he liked your long hair, but then he noticed it's still super soft and just goes back to sleep

He won't even bring up the possibility that you did it as an alternative to self harm

It crossed his mind but he refuses to believe it

If you tell him, he'll react kinda negatively, and won't talk to you

For like 30 minutes max

Most likely only for like 5 minutes though

He'll realize that he should be there for you

Isn't sure what to do, so he just kinda cuddles you and apologies for how he reacted

He's very lazy put he puts in an extra effort to tell you how proud he is

Because cutting your hair is way better than hurting yourself and you did super good doing the hair cutting instead

He'll let his brothers help you during the day, and have you cuddle with him at night so he can make sure you have the best dreams

I'd say he's horrible at it, but the effort is actually pretty obvious and he makes sure you're guarded in the night

He tries

His best

And it works to some degree

<3