#its not his fault hes rizzed up

[timaeustrickshot]

I think the biggest evidence that some members of the hs fandom have no understanding of the alphas is seen especially with the characterisation of jake being the big lumbering adventurer when the whole gag is he is not that guy

he talks about being afraid of the monstsrs on his island, largely preferring to stay in his room to watch movies instead of facing them. he tells AR he's only interested really in adventures he knows he can win he doesn't care too much for challenges.

Adventures are all about the fun for him. He wants the magic and the exploring and the puzzles but not the conflicts. Hell, he's the most conflict avoidant person, he'll actively choose to go down the path of least resistance cause it's easier, and in his lil boy brain it'll make all parties happy.

you even see it when jake is kidnapped by crockertier! Jane when he finally breaks down crying about how he doesn't wanna do any of this anymore. the adventure stops being fun and starts getting too real and jake wants to pull out. he's just a lil guy, who isn't equipped to deal with some of the shit he's been but through, he's just a lil guy.

The whole point of hs is that they're all just kids who fall hopelessly into this caricature of themselves that they've created, this version of themselves they "want" to be or think they should be but they're really not that person deep down. the kids are often unreliable in their narration of themselves or certain aspects of their life. hell you see this in how brain ghost dirk is almost always much more seething in his remarks towards jake compared to anything the actual dirk has said (that we've seen).

And people read the way these kids describe themselves and believe them whole heartedly as though these kids aren't chronically in denile about themselves more often than not.

tldr:

hes not this big sexy Indian Jones, he's just a lil cutie pie that wants the movie magic style adventures

[i-yap]

Hello how are you? I love everything you write and I'm obsessed with Dick Grayson. You could write Dick being obsessed with his pretty girlfriend (we readers) I like these stories where he is obsessed in a way that is not crazy and violent. Usually when they write Yanderes it ends in violence, I don't want anything crazy or violent. Can't a man be obsessed with his girlfriend without ending up like that? please

Heyy im doing well, thank you for asking. I love "pretty girlfriend (we readers)" lmao yes we are pretty readers

Obsessed Dick Grayson x reader

Once dick realizes that what he has with you, what he feels for you and what you mean to him is so much more than his past relationships. Like those relationships don't even come in sight to what this is. He loses it a little.

All of a sudden his easy charms, flirtatious nature and playboy game is just gone and that too when he needs it most.

He gets flustered easy and its really weird for him aka Mr most desirable man in dc.

But don't worry , he learns how to work around those palpitations and blushing-by throwing himself into acts of service. Bringing you water without you even saying by realizing you've been swallowing more than average. Making you dinner which comes out of the oven the second you walk into your home by timing your "I've left work" message and the time on google maps ( or maybe just a tracker on you with your permission)

On the same note..HE IS SO OBSERVANT!! like how did you know that y/n wanted chocolate muffin when she likes trying different flavours every day? oh you analyzed her taste pattern and since she had a fruit in the morning, she will want chocolate? oh okay not weird at all dick

That cringey ginny scene from harry potter of her tying his shoelaces? Yea he sort of does those type of things really often. YOU CANT BLAME HIM OKAY ITS YOUR FAULT MAN HAS LOST ALL HIS RIZZ.

He gets so much more jealous. Like in his past relationships, the girlfriends were jealous not him. He was the one being hit on by everyone. People don't even hit on him as much cause rather than him making charming talk he is just standing behind you, head on your shoulder talking sweet to your ear. In fact it has happened on multiple occasions where he just didn't hear someone because he was busy looking at you in the dress you were wearing. also if you guys ever had a fight in the beginning of your relationship about you being insecure ...he will make sure there is a 4 foot stick between him and any other girl who tries touching him. Will jump onto a chandelier rather than let another girl touch him and risk your relationship . you tell him that its okay and you know he isn't reciprocating their feelings and that he doesn't have to jerk away while loudly saying "no no where's y/n WHERE IS MY Y/N" but he doesn't care nothing comes between him and his baby.

He drops stuff too, forgets whatever line he was about to say and um he has giggled when you complimented him once( but you guys don't talk about that anymore)

He just sort of learns to live with it since this just shows how much he loves you and well..there's no fixing it. And he'll find new ways to fluster you.

i hope this was somewhat you were looking for, have a good day!

[iid-smile]

queen-like treatment, ino takuma

x fem!sick!reader ! ino calls you "ma'am, sunshine, queen", he builds you a pillow fort (it's a castle in his eyes) ino lowkey rizzes you up with micheal jackson lyrics, kissies at the end, just fluff and silly stuff, not proofread

author's note: after seeing how starved ino lovers were, my creative juices were fr flowing!! also i just needed some cuddles

"you're hot~" ino mumbles, his cheek smooshed against your belly as his face rubs back and forth on you. he's been glued to your side ever since you called him over to help you out. has he helped whatsoever? no. not at all. he's been a total cuddle bug since he walked through those doors, making you impossibly hotter than you needed to be, and refusing to acknowledge that he might catch your cold, just touching you all the time.

meanwhile, you're stuck, sat there with multiple tissues, bottles of water and chocolate bars by your sides. your nose has been running nonstop; it's itchy, irritated, and bright red. like rudolph, he would like to say. it stung to keep your eyes open, it stung when you tried to close them, and there's multiple dry and wet streaks running down your face from your eyes watering up.

"i don't like how you're telling me that when i'm burning up and experiencing the worst fever of my life." you mumble, still running your fingers over his nape and fiddling with the material of his beanie despite how annoyed you felt towards him.

"don't worry, i meant that in a lot of different ways." he turns over so he can face you, his usual overly happy smile plastered on his face. "how could i not find my lovely girlfriend hot when her cheeks are all flushed and she hasn't moved in the past five hours?"

now you're feeling the heat in your cheeks. "ino." you warn.

what a way to expose you, huh? he's too cheeky for his own good, yet still respects you as if you're some sort of higher being in status. seriously, find a middle ground, ino. "yes, ma'am!" he exclaims, still giggling as he nuzzles into you again.

a little pout of frustration manages to find its way onto your lips. "i should be the one cuddling you, not the other way around." and your nose blocks again, so there's an awkwardly placed pause as you try to clear it out, aggressively blowing into a fresh tissue. "i'm the sick one here."

"i'm keeping you warm, aren't i?"

that wasn't what you needed, though that's kind of your fault for not explicitly telling him. "i'm literally sweating."

"well, you can sweat off all of those germs. because i!" he suddenly gets up, standing by the edge of the bed and crossing his arms. he looks... oddly determined. "your lovely boyfriend, am going to cheer you up."

silence.

"...for real?" you sound impressed, but you're more perplexed by his sudden and random declaration.

"for real real, sunshine." he smirks.

sounds like a challenge. "okay then," you push your elbows to lean up on the bed frame, quickly adopting a confident front. "amaze me, mr ino takuma."

"oh, trust me, i will. give me thirty minutes. i'm an absolute architect at stuff like this."

thirty minutes indeed went by. you wiped your nose and eyes every now and then as you listened to the clatter of noise just a few rooms away, hearing a panic or complaint come from him sometimes. he's amusing, even when you can't see him.

you weren't keeping track of time, but maybe the minutes claimed really did pass, as your ears couldn't pick up anything else going on. perhaps he was done with whatever he was doing. that was, until you heard his footsteps walking back to you.

"i just wanna touch and kiss~" you watch with furrowed eyebrows as ino slides, or rather moonwalks back into the bedroom, clicking himself a beat as he recites the chorus to "butterflies". a song he's dedicated to you, and is so deadset on playing it at your future, not-yet-planned wedding. "and i wish that i could be with you tonight~"

now you can't tell if you're still confused, or actually getting a little flustered from the sudden vocal serenade.

he dances his way all the way up to your bed again, and holds out his hand to you. "will you take my hand, my queen?" and he winked. he winked! how sappy can this guy get?

it would be a crime to decline after he just did all of that.

"you don't have to call me that..." you mutter, glancing away as you put your hand in his palm. he swiftly lifts you to your feet, and your knees buckle as his arm hooks underneath them, carrying you like a princess. "w-wait—!"

"relax! i gotta treat my queen right." with you still in his grasp, he brings you out of the coziness of your bedroom over to the living room. "and the big reveal!"

the surprise was right in front of you. a huge— no, gigantic pillow fort, spanning over the entire couch carpet and floors, the cold wood neatly covered in fluffy blankets. the pillow walls were also draped in thin covers and fairy lights, creating a soft, golden glow. "had to build you the castle you deserve, sunshine. surely this cheered you up?" obviously, he's proud, putting you down on your feet so you can explore on your own.

"yeah..." you subconsciously say, walking closer to really take in what he's done for you. you follow the little path of lights leading up to the entrance. "yeah, it did..." impressive. he did this in thirty minutes?

once again, he's by your side, gently coaxing you by the shoulders to move faster. "go in! i'm gonna come in after you."

you crawl in and sit down a little more to the left, and he comes in after you as promised, moving to the right so he can comfortably settles down in front of you. "look, all of the plushies are here too. stole all of them and you didn't notice a thing." he kidnapped your plushies! you were looking for those during your wait, wondering why your usual bundle of animals weren't atop of your pillows. no wonder he made sure he kept his front to you walking out: they were stuffed in the back his hoodie.

sneaky... "you're seriously a child at heart."

"nuh-uh! my heart is all yours." he leans forward a bit, his gaze focused on you. "it's like you're a charger constantly giving me more battery. i only got you to blame for all of my energy."

just like that, you're blushing again. you turn your head away to the side, a groan coming from you as you struggle to face him. he giggles again, but then goes suspiciously quiet. maybe you should look again?

once you peek at him, one of his eyebrows raise in smugness, but his face soon softens at the sight of your bloom. then, his eyes drifting up to something above you before looking back down, almost as if he was telling you something was up there. and there was. a poorly drawn mistletoe on lined paper, cut out with ragged edges and ripped in some places, stuck to the roofing pillow.

"it's september." you deadpan.

"can't ever be too early for christmas, can ya?" he grins, shifting to sit closer in front or you and taking both of your hands into his. "can we kiss or no?" just slightly, you can hear him mumble a little please under his breath.

how can you stay mad when he loves you like this? you sigh, yet the corners of your lips lift, betraying your annoyed facade. "kiss."

ino's been waiting for this the entire day. at least three times an hour, you'd have to reject a kiss anywhere near your face because you don't want him catching whatever you've caught, and now he finally has you! he just can't help but get a little eager, pulling you close and toppling you over, hugging you in the tightest grip he can as your lips remained pressed together.

you really weren't surprised when he called you up the next morning, complaining about a cold that seemingly came from "nowhere".

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FEELINGS MUTUAL - ( c.s. )

summary- you and chris, a d1 lacrosse player, have been good friends since freshman year. he accidentally hurts your feelings one night while youre hanging out, and things escalate as he’s apologizing.

warnings - it’s smut (use of ma included oop) so PLEASE read at ur own risk, if u don’t like it keep scrolling cuz idgaf 🤭

bff!chris x fem!reader

a/n: this is my first one shot on here AHH! i’ll probably be writing more so if you have requests or ideas, pls send them my way xoxo

“i still don’t understand how you predicted most of that within the first thirty minutes.” chris shakes his head, arms crossed as he leans back against the headboard casually.

“i told you, i’ve got it down to a science. all scary movies are practically the same.” you shrug, clutching a pillow to your chest as you lay in his bed.

it’s late now, or early. you’ve been watching movies together all night, just like you usually do during slow weekdays where neither of you have to be up for class, or in his case, practice.

“i wish you didn’t insist on watching them all of the time.” he says.

“aw, is little christina scared?” you tease him with a small grin.

“i hate when you call me that. and nothing about me is little.” chris kicks you with his foot gently, and you nearly roll off of the bed trying to avoid the contact.

“gross.”

“whatever, you’re the one thinking about my dick.”

“i absolutely am not.” you argue, though you feel your cheeks flush.

“keep lying.”

you lift an arm out to smack him in the bicep, and he just laughs. “stop flirting, you slut.”

“if i was flirting, you’d know.” chris smirks, running a hand through his long hair.

“you think you could rizz up the babadook?” you ask, propping yourself up on your elbow to look at him properly.

“oh for sure.”

he doesn’t hesitate before saying it. he even nods his head a little bit in certainty.

“someone’s confident.” you laugh.

“c’mon, i could rizz anybody up.”

“you haven’t managed to do it to me, and we’ve been friends for two years.”

“that’s because i’m not trying to.”

for some reason, this stings a little. chris is a bit notorious for getting around, though it’s not really his fault. as a d1 lacrosse player who also happens to be very attractive, girls come falling at his feet.

you’re just not one of them, and he clearly doesn’t mind. you’re not sure why you even care.

it just makes you feel weird, that you’re the only girl he’s not attracted to for whatever reason. like you’re defective or something.

“right. i forgot you’ll hit on every other girl in the world, just not me.” your voice comes out more sour than intended.

chris looks a bit surprised, eyebrows raising slightly at your tone. “because you’re…you know…you.”

“wow, you really know how to make a girl feel good, huh?” you roll your eyes before turning to lay facing the other direction.

a hand snakes its way to your waist, a familiar sensation that still makes butterflies erupt in your stomach regardless.

“you know i didn’t mean it like that.”

you bury your head further into the pillow, trying to ignore the way his thumb is tracing circles against your hip. “whatever, chris. i get it.”

“you clearly don’t, because you’re all pissy now.” he sighs, breath tickling your skin.

“no i’m not.”

“yes you are.”

“i just want to sleep.” you lie.

chris fully wraps his forearm around your stomach now, tugging you so that your back is flush against his chest. he buries his chin in the crook of your neck, and you can’t help but smile slightly to yourself.

“all i meant is that you’re not those girls. you’re too special.” he says quietly into your ear.

you bite down on your lip to try and keep the grin from growing.

“now you’re just humoring me.”

he shakes his head slightly, stubble scratching at your shoulder in a pleasant way. “i’m not and you know it.”

you’re actually thankful you’re in a tank top, because having his warm skin on yours is nice. you’ve never felt it before, and it kind of makes you nervous.

“do i?” you question.

“you should. you’re the only girl who can get me to watch horror movies with her. the only one who sleeps over, or gets to steal my hoodies—”

“oh please, i know you gave that bitch maddy your sweatshirt. she wouldn’t shut up about it for weeks.” you cut him off.

“okay, she stole that from me and now she won’t give it back, so that’s different.” chris shuts you down quickly.

“if you insist.”

you shift slightly in his arms, and you hear him suck in a breath as you get comfortable.

“don’t do that.” his voice is strained.

“what?” you ask, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“don’t move like that.”

“i’m not allowed to move now?”

“not when your ass is on me.” his grumbles, and you finally get it.

“oh.”

your response is abnormally high pitched, and you’re not sure what else to say. you’re too terrified to turn even in the slightest.

“who’s scared now, huh?”

you swear he must have gotten closer, because you can almost feel his lips hovering by your earlobe as he speaks. the smile is prominent in his tone.

he’s teasing you, and it spurs a fire in the pit of your stomach that you’ve never felt with him before. you maneuver your body, and this time you purposely back your ass up against his lap.

you hear him let out a small groan that vibrates against your body, and it nearly makes you shiver.

“not me.” you give him attitude, though you’re practically breathless.

“have you really thought this through?” chris asks, pressing up against you so you can actually feel how hard he is.

you’re already pulsing, and his fingers dance back and forth across your stomach lightly. even with your shirt as a barrier, it’s too nice.

you nod in response, and his hand slides up your arm and over your shoulder, fingernails barely raking against your skin as he goes. chris grips your throat, and you push against him for some sort of friction, for anything.

“tell me you want it.” he demands, squeezing just a bit harder.

“you want it.” you manage to taunt, grabbing his arm and guiding it down your chest to the bottom of your shirt.

his hand slides underneath the tight fabric, back up your stomach, traveling to massage your left tit slowly. his thumb ghosts over your nipple, and you arch your back into him involuntarily.

“fuck.” you gasp quietly.

“no bra, huh? just for me?”

chris twitches against your ass, attaching his lips to your neck hungrily. his tongue slides against the sensitive skin, teeth digging into the flesh where your throat meets your collar.

his hand switches places, and he drags the pads of his fingers across your other nipple in a tantalizing pattern. the sensation of his touch and his mouth at the same time is bliss, and you let out a moan of pleasure.

“always wondered what you sounded like, you fuckin angel.” he praises, grinding his hips against you.

just feeling his length, pressing right against your core through the fabric of your yoga pants, makes you incredibly wet. he’d be shocked to find you’re not wearing underwear either.

you guide his hand back out from underneath your shirt so you can flip over again, sitting up slightly as you move to straddle him. he’s already bucking up into you, whining from the feeling of being underneath your hips.

“don’t tease me. i’ve waited too long for this.” chris pulls your arm down so he can give you an actual kiss.

his lips are soft, molding against yours desperately as his hands grip your ass. you rock against him as his tongue slides against yours, and he groans into your mouth.

“god, i love hearing that.” you admit against his lips.

you pull away so you can lift his shirt over his head, trailing your long manicured nails down his chest slowly, right along his happy trail. he throws his head back against the pillows, relishing in the feeling.

you can tell he’s growing frustrated though, and suddenly he grabs you by your waist, throwing you down so your back hits the mattress.

chris helps you out of your top like it’s a race, tossing it to the floor with his other clothes. he positions himself over you, capturing your lips with his hungrily.

you bring your hands up; one tugging at the curly strands of hair on the back of his neck, the other clawing at his back.

he likes this, smiling into you before biting down on your bottom lip harshly. chris pulls away, pressing kisses down your throat, down the valley of your chest, but not without moving his tongue back and forth against each nipple at least a few times.

it makes you writhe, hands tangling in his sheets as he continues.

“jesus, chris.” you’re basically whimpering.

he stops right at the top of your leggings, looking up at you from between your thighs like he’s asking for permission.

you lift your hips as an answer, and he tugs the slick material down over your feet. the air hits you, and you can feel how embarrassingly ready you are.

chris lowers himself to you again, pushing your legs apart with both palms.

“you’re so pretty, ma. so fucking wet for me, too.” he mumbles, kissing and nipping at your hip, down your inner thigh, right next to where you need him most.

ma. he’s never called you that before, and you like it way more than you should.

without warning, he slides his tongue flat against your pussy in one long stripe. his lips come down around your clit, sucking and flicking his tongue against it slowly.

“holy shit—” you gasp, and your fingers tangle in his hair again, tugging at his roots as he buries his face further.

you’d been given head before, but it never actually felt good until now. chris’s fingers grip your thighs as he continues to force them apart, tongue moving up and down against your center at a faster pace now.

you can feel the pressure building, but you know you want more. you want to make him feel good too.

“oh my god baby.” the pet name slips out without even thinking, your head is so fuzzy with pleasure.

“fuck, call me that again.” he pulls away just enough to speak coherently.

“i need you inside me, baby, please.” you beg desperately.

“so ready for me, so eager.” he practically growls, sitting up so he can yank off his sweatpants, tugging his boxers down with them.

his dick is just as big as it felt, definitely the biggest you’ve seen in person, which is a little scary. he puts a hand to your mouth, turning your head to the side slightly.

“spit.”

fuck, this is hot.

you happily do as your told, and he pulls his hand back to spread it around his dick. his other arm goes to prop your one leg up as he aligns himself at your entrance.

chris pushes in slowly, and you both let out a long moan at the same time. you can feel him stretching you, and it takes a minute for you to adjust to his full length.

“fuck…” he says in that breathy voice you love so much.

he moves out, then back in, steadily picking up his pace as you get more comfortable. you have to give it to him, the kid knows how to use his hips.

“mmm…you feel so good around me,” chris grumbles, lifting your leg a little higher.

he hits a new spot, and it sends delicious waves of pleasure through your body.

“yes, right there!” your eyes screw shut, and his free hand goes to reach for your tits.

“fuck ma, i can feel you squeezing. taking it just like a good girl.”

such a pretty mouth saying such dirty things, things you didn’t think you’d ever in a million years hear from your friend. and yet, it feels exactly like it should.

he’s practically pounding into you now, and the little noises he makes drive you crazy. his free hand shifts so his thumb rubs against your clit, and you feel your core seize up.

“chris!” you cry out, and that damn smirk crosses his face again.

“tell em, angel. tell them exactly who you want.”

his fingers feel so good combined with his strokes, and this time the building pressure in your stomach is too much. you know you don’t have a lot longer left as your body begins to shudder.

“fuck, chris, i’m so close—”

“just a little longer, hang on for me.” he says, movements growing sloppier as he reaches his own peak.

his nails dig into the skin of your thigh, a bit of pain that is not unwelcomed. chris circles his other fingers around you faster, and you let out an even louder gasp.

“i’m—”

“fuck, me too. come on baby, come all over me.” he cuts you off, and you feel him twitch inside of you as he finishes with a groan.

“shit!” you ride out your own high, releasing onto his dick as he slows to a stop. you’re both completely breathless and sweaty as he pulls out, and you immediately feel at loss.

he leans down to give you a little peck before collapsing beside you.

“i’ve seriously dreamed about that so many times.” chris says, arm splayed across his chest as he stares into your eyes.

you cover your face with your hands in embarrassment. “stop it.”

he’s quiet for a moment, and you peek through your fingers to look at him.

“you know this means more to me, right? you mean more to me.” he speaks softly, like he’s scared of how you’ll react.

you finally reveal yourself again, smiling more widely than you’d care to admit.

“good, cuz the feelings mutual.”

[ihatehomework]

yall i miss jily😭😭😭 not like its gone but like the marauders used to be so happy sunshine gryffindor vibes. but also i feel like we collectively all forget how much james potter HATED slytherin. idk i also think that yes death eaters were humans BUT they also killed so many people like are we forgetting that barty crouch jr literally tortured alice and frank longbottom he is at fault for neville growing up without his parents😭 i genuinely think that people forget that evan, barty etc. actually killed people and killed people who were probably friends with the marauders. ik that everyone deserves a second chance but seriously???? do you actually think that the rosiers were good people and didn't hate and discriminate against muggleborns??? NOT EVERYONE HAS A TRAGIC BACKSTORY IDK SOME OF THEM ARE JUST EVIL. the way everyone defends evan rosier (love his character but i have beef with the way he gets away with being a death eater later on) but snape, who i absolutely detest, hate and think should have died earlier, who also actually did something that was not evil in his lifetime, is the most hated marauders character like????? and the black sisters???? yes love a complex female character but are we seriously trying to redeem bellatrix? do we not remember WHAT SHE SCARED ON HERMIONE LIKE WHAT. and love the newer marauders fandom but everyones so emo and depressed this is supposed to be FUN. also the characters feel so ooc. everytime i see casanova remus lupin im like 'huh thats supposed to be sirius and james???' love remus but my boy aint rizzing anyone up hes a shy af introvert. and jegulus is so cute but remember that james is #no.1slytherinhater and he was absolutely smitten with lily evans FROM THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. REMEMBER WHEN JILY WAS THE BACKBONE OF THE MARAUDERS? like they ate fr. this became a whole ass paragraph damn i did not know i had so much to say about this. i can lowkey already sniff the comments or thoughts saying 'oh let us have our fun its just a story' im not stopping you this is just my opinion. 'oh none of this is actually proven' please give me a break😭🙏 like most of the source material goes against the fandoms perception of the marauders. 'fuck jkr we'll do what we want' youve basically just made 10 million ocs and give them names of characters like im eating up all the marauders content but genuinely can we go back to the happier times??

[merakiui]

Y-yandere tsum tsums..? /j

I am so relieved to know someone else is on the same brain cell as me because this was my first thought when I saw the tsums with the characters LOL;;;;;; just the idea that the tsums have more rizz than the students because they're cute and can get away with anything because they're just having harmless fun. Floyd's tsum could shove itself into your chest or crotch and, though it's very embarrassing, you'll laugh it off because the tsum is just being silly and exploring, albeit exploring in very awkward places. Floyd is going to tear his tsum apart for being so bold and skipping bases he hasn't even arrived at yet.

Or Riddle's tsum making itself oh-so-comfortable in your laundry, specifically amidst your undergarments. Riddle is beyond infuriated and flustered when he learns of what his tsum has done. He apologizes so stiffly to you, all while strictly admonishing his tsum in the same breath. Of course this indecent behavior will not be tolerated and must be swiftly reprimanded! But it would be nice if his tsum happened to snatch a pair of your underwear for reasons that will remain undisclosed.

Or Leona's tsum watching you bathe, sitting so comfortably on the edge of the bath, admiring your figure. You let it do this because it's just so cute and there's no way such a cute thing would have any ulterior motives. Leona's tsum is bold, so Leona can't exactly fault it because he'd do the same thing if he was in the tsum's place. Or the tsum sleeping alongside you, curling up on your pillow or in your arms and resting so soundly. It glares so viciously when Ruggie tries to collect it the next morning on account of Leona's orders to retrieve it. To think it would gravitate to someone besides Leona...

Or perhaps Jack's tsum actually plays the role of a helpful wingman and tries to set you and Jack up together. Maybe it knows Jack likes you so much, so it attempts to get closer to you to prompt Jack to muster the courage to tell you of his feelings. Of course when the tsum goes about it in very roundabout ways (i.e. following you everywhere to the point where it's invasive and embarrassing), Jack's going to mistake its intentions... ^^;;

Or Cater's tsum getting you to pose in very,,,, compromising ways so it can take good pictures. You might think it's weird, but the tsum is bouncing up and down and it appears so happy. Naturally, you just want to ensure it remains pleased so it isn't compelled to misbehave. Cater never thought he could be jealous of a plushie, yet here he is, gripping his phone in an iron-tight fist and smiling so forcibly while his tsum is so obviously flirting with you.

Or Epel's tsum essentially making Epel become immensely clumsy for the day. He's always chasing after his tsum, only to run into you every time and end up in very awkward positions. His tsum trips him and he falls right into you, or the tsum trips you and you fall on top of him. The tsum probably knocks into Epel's head so the two of you kiss by complete accident. It's a very troublesome tsum, but Epel isn't going to complain. As annoying as it is chasing the tsum around campus, it's allowed him to fall into your chest, to kiss you, to feel you up under the guise of making sure you're okay... :)

Or Sebek's tsum taking the opportunity to be held by you. It looks so happy in your arms. Sebek is distraught. How dare his tsum act so unbecoming and bothersome towards someone he admires! More importantly, how come he isn't the one being held? :( Sebek's tsum loves to follow you around just as much as it enjoys trailing after Malleus. The tsum will even want to follow you all the way to your bedroom, at which Sebek sharply draws the line. If he can't reach that place with you yet, then his tsum certainly won't! >:(

All of the tsums definitely get lots of kisses from you because they're too adorable. You'll fawn over them. Meanwhile, the students are suffering because they want to be kissed and hugged, too. T_T

[chronicbeans]

I feel like I request way to much and I can't remember if I made this request already 💀 I imagined puppeteer reader having to show wally basic human things like brushing your teeth and hair and that you have to wash your clothes and when they say this wallys just like "more clothes pls" and after a lot of begging reader gives in and takes him shopping and when they're out wally sees a couple being all affectionate and is just like ":O is this how you guys show affection wowow" and tries to pull the same moves on reader 💀 (can be romantic or platonic I just love the idea of wally unknowingly rizzing up reader 😭)

OMG YES. More human Wally being confused.

Human Wally and Puppeteer Reader (part 2):

🍎 Day 3: this man is helpless. Like, you know it isn't really anyone's fault, since he is used to being a puppet and not a human, but... Come on! He tried to eat the toothpaste! Actually, not even that... HE DID EAT IT. He said he ate it because it smelled nice, so it probably tasted good, too! He was perfectly fine, afterwards, too. Sometimes you wonder if he is really entirely human...

🍎 So, when you finally decide to try to teach Wally how the shower actually works (all this time he has been sitting under the water in his clothes), you take GREAT CARE in doing so. He seems to take things very literally or get more interested in something else. Also, you don't want him to eat the shampoo or soap.

🍎"Okay, Wally, lets go through this nice and easy..." you carefully, very carefully, and extremely carefully talk over the process of how to wash his hair and body, as well as how to dry himself off. You also make sure to make it absolutely CRYSTAL CLEAR that you don't wear your clothes in the shower, and to instead take them off and leave them outside the door, for now. When you tried to go over how to brush his hair, he raises his hand and says "Oh! I got that, already! How else do you think I get my hair this well made up?"

🍎 So, you ask him, after about an hour of teaching, if he is ready to try to shower properly. He nods in excitement, watching as you leave to let him try it.

🍎 It sounds like a warzone. You have no idea what is going on, but you are way too scared to find out. You do notice that, even if he has done nothing else properly, he has left his clothes outside the door. You snatch them up, glad that you can finally get them washed up and rid them of the numerous toothpaste, ketchup, and paint stains on them.

🍎 You end up asking Angela if he can borrow some of Henry's father's old clothes, which she has refused to throw away. She was extremely torn... letting that... THING wear his clothes? But, eventually, she ended up going along with it. She had said that it was probably what he would've wanted. He was always happy to give to those in need. So, you neatly fold and outfit up, and leave them outside the door.

🍎 Two hours later, he finally gets out and peaks his head out the door to get his clothes, only to stop when he sees that they are gone. "(Y/N)! Help! Someone stole my clothes! I can't go out like this! I need to look nice!" You rush over, sighing as you point to the folded clothing, looking up to Wally, who is hiding behind "Put these on. Your clothes need to be washed." "If they needed to be washed, I could've just worn them in the shower." "PUT THE CLOTHES ON PLEASE-"

🍎 He comes out, wearing the plain white dress shirt and black dress pants you got him. To your shock, he somehow got his hair styled into his classic pompadour, even though you don't know if you have the product for it. The bathroom is mysteriously clean, despite the chaos you heard from it. Now, its time to buy him some clothes of his own.

🍎 He is like a child on Christmas morning. He sprints through the clothes aisle, getting lost three times during your trip. He throws practically anything he can find in there that resembles the clothes he wore on the show, with a few extras added on. He even runs to the women's aisle to grab a few dresses, saying they reminded him of the few times he played a princess in Sally's plays. Oh! And they also look pretty!

🍎 At the check-out, he can't help but notice these two people behind you who are acting really odd. They are cuddling really close and using the most sugary of compliments to refer to one another. Is that how he is supposed to show affection to you? He hasn't seen you do that or have that done to you... Oh no! You must feel really lonely! He needs to fix this, as your most devoted puppe- umm... Human!

🍎 As you are putting the numerous bags of (really expensive) clothing into your shopping cart, you feel Wally latch onto you from behind, nuzzling his face into your neck as he says things like "I love you so much, sugar cube!" or "Let's get married, someday!" You wheeze from both how tight he is holding you and shock, not knowing where this lovey-dovey behavior came from. Sure, he was always clingy, but it was more in a "worship" way, not "we are suddenly dating now" way.

🍎 The cashier giggles, mentioning how the two of you are "such a cute couple and would make an even cuter married couple!" You decide to stay quiet in the store, walking out with the clothes in the cart and Wally hanging onto you like a lifeline.

🍎 You pack everything in the car, before sitting in the driver's seat and turning to Wally. "What were you doing back there? Are you trying to like, date me or something? Is this weird worshipping schtick you have going on not enough to you?" When he explains what he saw and why he was doing it, you calm down a bit. Just another case of Wally being a little confused, but having the right spirit. "Okay... Just remember that that sort of behavior is usually reserved for romantic partners or trying to get a date, okay? Reserve that for someone you really, REALLY love. I don't know how to explain it. Like, butterflies in your stomach, a nice burning in your chest when you are near them. That sorta love."

🍎 Butterflies in his stomach? Burning in his chest? Near the person he loves? He gets those things near you! There is also this new, beating in his chest ever since he became human. That must be love, too! He looks to you, saying "So... Continue treating you like that. I got it."

[tisaolin]

Almost forgot about this one, had I not checked my messages it would be lost forever!! I chose the culprit to be Johnny😝

Mk men being Jealous

Liu Kang

Its actually SHOCKING, to find out Liu Kang could even get jealous. I mean he’s dreamy, a literal Demi-God?? Protector of Earthrealm?? I mean why would he be jealous of some measily Earthrealmer, which he could kill in .2 seconds?? Well, because Johnny has the “rizz” as he’s heard earthrealmers say. The words that come from Johnny’s mouth are enough to make a woman weak in the knees and a man wishing he was he (Johnny).

Liu Kang would stand behind you, eyeing Johnny as he spoke to you. Wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close until Johnny left. “Was he bothering you? I am aware he is quiet worrisome.” “No, Liu Kang. I actually enjoyed his company”

Jax

Jax and Johnny were close friends so for Jax to be jealous…No, it wasn’t his fault. Johnny was aware of your relationship with Jax. He watches Johnny be all flirty with you and it makes him sick. “Johnny would you PLEASE be quiet. Your voice is very irritating” Jaqui knows why her dad is acting this way and is, quite shocked and amused. You and Jaqui exchange looks as Jax and Johnny are arguing at this point. Jumping in to break things up when punches were thrown. “You know Johnny is just naturally flirtatious” “I know. But that doesn’t give him the right to flirt” You both walk, with Jaqui in between you both, holding your hand.

[melled42]

Does Nari ever initiate flirting? Or does he just suck hard at it?

he is but its not his fault. the whole family is bad at it, they've all been gods for so long, they just expect people to want them, they have NO RIZZ... except Kallamar. Kallamar was big into the social dance that is courting, the only thing that really changed is he has time to spend with them on their level instead of their god.

Narinder doesn't understand keeping his damn thoughts to himself and no idea whats normal in a friendship these days, much a relationship so he's stuck being between being emotionally constipated by anger and saying/doing the most intimate thing you can think of without know it.

Leshy just assumes someone he likes enough to be around is now their partner and will not at all change the way he acts on any level, just be confused when he's "confessed too" since they're already basically married

Heket is so used to having people brought to her and turning them down, she has no idea how to actually flirt even when she can communicate and freezes up

And shamura, in their right mind, would just change the subject or talk past any kind of flirting because they don't want. When not in their right mind, they just act confessed. Sometimes they act confessed even when they're not because its easier.

[mitsuristoleme]

He Got That Boyish Look That I Like in a Man

written for @satoruoo as part of the Jjk Secret Santa (i hope you like it)

cw: aged up!yuuji. and by extension other characters. suggestive. fluff. mention of my poly!stsg x reader throuple. gojo and geto’s spouse referred to as [t/n] because technically they’re also a reader character and i’m to lazy to give them a name. megumi is a hater. 1.3k words. gojo is a menace but are we really shocked. gojo and geto’s spouse attempts to rizz up reader.

a/n: i actually have no idea how i wrote this but enjoy!! i love yuuji sm

People described yours and Yuuji’s relationship in many different ways.

Nobara was both happy that her two best friends (not that she would ever admit that she considered any of you her best friends) had found love in each other; and jealous that Yuuji had found a significant other before she had.

Megumi was utterly sick of the dumbassery (his words), something about you each being insane enough on your own.

Todo was glad that his brother/ best friend had a significant other but heartbroken because “how are we to talk about Jennifer Lawrence’s butt now?”

Yeah... Todo weirded you out when you first met him. Who yells “What kind of woman is your type?!” when you first meet someone??

Anyway.

You guys had started dating in your first year at Jujutsu High and the past four years that you had been dating were absolutely amazing. Perfect even. Yuuji is an amazing boyfriend. He cooks for you (the meatballs are KILLER), his body temperature is somehow always perfect for cuddling, and the sex is mindblowing.

The first Christmas eve after you graduate, you follow him down the sidewalk, your hands intertwined, heading to have dinner at a restaurant with your old teachers, Fushiguro and Kugisaki. He’s excitedly ranting about the sushi restaurant Gojo-sensei, Geto-sensei, their spouse introduced him to. Admittedly, you’re barely listening, too distrated by the sparkle in his eyes, the bounce in his step, his ever so perfect side profile, and his muscular build accentuated now that hes wearing a fitted t-shirt and jeans instead of his jujutsu high uniform.

Yeah, you’re drooling over your boyfriend. What? It’s not a crime.

“Baby? Baby are you listening? Hello? Earth to y/n?”

Yuuji’s hand waving in front of your face brings you back to reality and you apologise to the boy for ignoring him, albeit not regretting staring at him at all. You grin abashedly as you tell your now pouting boyfriend, “Sorry darling, but really its your fault for looking so sexy and edible.”

His face flushes a warm pink at your words and he pulls you closer by your waist to press a kiss to your hairline. “Say shit like that in public again and we might end up with a problem sweetheart. We wouldn’t want to leave our old teachers hanging now would we?” His voice had dropped to a deep, seductive whisper, sending shivers down your spine.

With his sunshine boy personality, it was easy to forget that Yuuji was inhumanly strong, and a lot less innocent than he appeared on the surface.

The proximity of his face to yours was causing your heart to pound ferociously in your chest, blood rushing to your face, and maybe somewhere else too. His golden eyes shone with mischief and lust, flicking between your eyes and mouth. His grip on your waist tightened as he took his lower lip into his mouth and you had to fight the urge to kiss him senseless in the middle of the street.

“Yuu,” you breathed out, pressing a kiss to his jawline. “We should go or we’ll be extremely late and Kugisaki will never let us live it down.”

He lets out a huff and pouts, but starts walking to the restaurant you were supposed to be at nonetheless.

As soon as you guys enter the restaurant, you’re greeted by over enthusiastic yells by Gojo accompanied by his arms waving in the air to catch your attention.

T/n rises from the their chair and pulls you into an aggressive hug. You laugh as you hug your favourite teacher back, as they repeatedly tell you how pretty you look.

“Sensei, are you trying to steal my girlfriend from me?” Yuuji joked, as he received affectionate but mildly aggressive headpats from Gojo, all while Geto laughed in his seat. All the while, Megumi and Nobara ignored your existence.

“Yeah actually i am. These two aren’t cutting it anymore,” T/n laughs, gesturing to Gojo and Geto, who make gasps of mock offense.

“Thats not what you said last ni-“

Gojo is cut off by his black haired husband getting up and slapping his hand over his mouth. “Not in front of our students, you fool,” he hisses.

You head off to greet Nobara and Megumi as Yuuji chats with your teachers about his upcoming mission.

Megumi looks up disinterestedly from the book he’s reading as you approach. “Hey Thing 1,” he greets. Before you can give him a response to the blatant disrespect, Nobara shoves a Santa cap on your head.

“HO! HO! HO!” you immediately say obnoxiously, taking special care to say it right next to Megumi’s ear. He glares at your triumphant expression and mouths a silent ‘fuck you’.

Sticking your tongue out at him, you slide into the seat next to Yuuji and rest your head on his shoulder. He turns his head, momentarily distracted from the conversation he was having, and smiles at you. That beautiful dazzling smile that leaves you wonderstruck everytime you see it. He wraps an arm around your waist and turns back to his conversation with Geto.

He picks up his drink, condensation around the cold glass, and brings it to his lips. After four years of being together you realise just how attractive you find Yuuji’s hands and arms. They’re muscular and just the right amount of veiny. You’ve always known his hands were attractive, but something about the dim lighting of the restaurant, soft music playing in the background and being pressed against his side that makes you incredibly hyper aware of everything about him.

The rest of the evening passes by with Yuuji hands constantly resting on you, eliciting mock disgusted glares from Megumi, fake retching sounds from Nobara and fond looks from your teachers, who saw their relationship in their younger years in you.

When everyone gets ready to leave, T/n insists on driving “the kids” home. When your teachers’ car pulls up to your apartment complex, you and your boyfriend thank them for the ride and make the way up to your place.

The elevator ride up to your floor is shrouded in comfortable silence, Yuuji’s arms wrapped around your waist from behind, his face tucked into the crook of your neck.

You enter your house a little after midnight, absolutely wiped from the night you had. As fun as it was, keeping up with Gojo and Kugisaki’s energy at the same time could be pretty exhausting.

The small Christmas tree you and Yuuji set up a week ago twinkles away in the corner of the living room as you slip your shoes off. The moment you straighten up after putting away your shoes, Yuuji pulls you into a crushing hug.

“You look so beautiful tonight,” he whispers. “You look beautiful everyday but you looked extra beautiful tonight. You’re the only Christmas gift I need baby,” he continues, all sweet and perfect and you want to cry and kiss his face off.

“Well then, its a pity I bought you the collector’s edition of the Human Earthworm movies,” you grin.

He gasps and before he has a chance to respond, you kiss him.

He responds with just as much enthusiasm, kissing you lovingly, even going as far as to lean you back into a dip.

You laugh contently as you break apart and straighten up, still pressed into his body.

“I love you so much, Yuu.”

“I love you too baby.”

He scoops you up bridal style and carrying you to the bathroom, both of you giggling like middle schoolers. You wash your faces and finish your night routine, smiling at each other and bumping hips.

You settle into the covers with Yuuji pressed against you, your face resting against his chest. His comforting presence was lulling you to sleep. He had always been such a safe space for you, holding you through countless stressful breakdowns.

The last thing you hear before you black out is a soft “Merry Christmas sweetheart, I love you,” followed by a gentle kiss on the crown of your head.

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[im-yn-suckers]

idols

idol riki x idol reader (she/her pronouns used)

warnings-kisses, reader is sad but niki cheers her up. lmk what I missed not proofed but are we surprised? no.

the other day, you and niki wanted some ramen. "I'll be back guys! I'm going to the store!" you were rushing out of your room.

you lived in dorms with your 4 other members. being the youngest had its ups and downs, but nothing you couldn't handle.

"now where do you think you're going, y/n-ah?" big surprise! the leader taking responsibilities of you again. "to the store" "for what?" "ramen" "but, we have some" "c'mon unnie. im just going to go to the store down the street" "y/n-ah, you know you can't get caught." she was aware of your relationship, all of your group was, and all of enhypen was.

"I know, but with his promotions for dark blood and our promotions ending, we can finally see eachother!" she couldn't resist the charms of the rizz master, maknae of your group. she gave in and reminded you. "try not to get caught, y/n-ah." "I'll try! thanks unnie!"

and like that, you were running to the convenience store down the street. you met up with niki and ate your ramen together. being the gentleman he is, he walked you back to your dorm. "thanks for coming y/n. i missed you. with all the promotions going on, we barely nave time to see each other." you stood outside of your dorm, unaware of the 4 girls watching in the window. "I know, I know. i missed you too riki"

he hugged you tightly and pulled away. he almost immediately pressed his lips to yours. his hands were on your waist and you hands were massaging the back of his neck. "bye riki. I love you" "bye y/n, i love you too"

he walked back to his dorm and you went inside

time skip. ~ (🍔🍟🍕🍿🍫🎂🍪food bc I known ur hungry. and you haven't eaten, don't skip meals guys pls)

'CUPIDS ARROWS Y/N HAS BEEN SEEN WITH ENHYPENS NI-KI AT LOCAL CONVENIENCE STORES IN SEOUL! HYBE CONFIRMS RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THE TWO!"

your stomach sank when you saw dispatches tweet. you called niki almost right away, voice shaking, onnthenverge of tears.

"y/n, I'm coming over, is that ok with your members?" "yeah, i-i think so"

a few minutes later, you heard knocking at the door. you stood up immediately from your bed and rushed over "I'll get it!!"

niki was standing outside in his gray tank top, green sweater and gray sweats. you hugged him as soon as he walked in. "I'm sorry riki."

"no, don't be sorry baby. it's my fault. I never should have asked if we could meet up."

"y/n, have you seen this tweet? I told you to be car- oh, hi riki. uhm, I'll leave you two alone for now"

"baby, what if the fans don't like the news?" you were starting to cry and niki continued comforting you. "they will baby. it's ok."

"c'mon, it's 9am. let go ask what we can fo about this." "ok"

you asked what to do about the situation and they said you could go live together and see how fans react. you had seen some tweets on Twitter and fans were happy about you two being you together.

you went live later that day and almost everyone was happy for you two. some comments were things like "have yall seen the way they looked at eachother while interviewing eachother at music bank???" and "she is such a prefect match for riki and I'm honestly so happy for them."

the live ended after awhile and niki definitely said i told you so. moso of the story, RIKIY/N FOREVER!!!!!

her you go anon<3 hope it was up to your standards (ur other requests will be written soon:>)

[shygirl4991]

Wotfi 2023 Wrong choices

Summary: It's the viewers choice on what happens next nothing could go wrong right? Tag: Main character death, Tw death, tw blood, angst, fourth wall break, @rabbitdemonloll has gotten me to do it again

SMG3 and four cough as another choice made by the viewers went wrong, SMG3 cursed to himself before coughing one last time, that's when the boys notice Chris and swag looking at the elevator door in concern. Turning around the buttons on the elevator were shot dead causing the elevator to start falling. They all start screaming as swag grabs Chris “BREAK MY FALL CHRIS!” Chris starts to panic trying to break out of Swags hold “WHAT! LET GO OF ME YOU IDIOT!”  Three looks at three as they fall “DO SOMETHING QUICK OR WERE GOING TO DIE!” Four looks at the rizz watch and sees what the viewers voted for, he watches as BLJ goes green letting him know the choice they had to take. Four takes a deep breath getting ready “OK I'VE SEEN MARIO DO THIS A HUNDRED TIMES!” He goes to the corner of the elevator and attempts to glitch out of the elevator. Three stares at his partner smacking himself at the corner of the elevator “What the hell are you doing!?” in a panic SMG4 shouts back “I'M TRYING TO CLIP THROUGH THE ELEVATOR TO SAFETY!” hearing this Swag agrees to the plan joining on the attempt of clipping through the elevator. Three and Chris sigh, watching the two “We are so dead,” mumbles SMG3 as the pair keep trying to clip through. That's when the elevator crashed, Three opened his eyes, body sore from the impact “I..lived?” He looks around slowly to see Swag helping Chris up, cheering that the move saved them. He keeps looking around wondering where his partner was as he gets up, he looks at his rizz watch to see the next vote. Nothing showed letting Three know he had time to find his other half, he looked around the scraps of the elevator till he saw blood. He felt a chill go down his body “No…no he is fine don't panic Three, he has gone through worse.”  He moves faster tossing things in a panic, Chris and Swag seeing the man panic walk up to him. That's when Three finally found his other half, he fell to his knees shaking his head. He lifts the body shaking it lightly “SMG4? Four…?” his eyes watered as he looked into SMG4 lifeless eyes face covered in blood.  Three starts to shake “Four… Please, I can't do this without you…PLEASE LET THIS BE A SICK JOKE!” He holds the lifeless body close to him, Chris and Swag watch from afar unsure for once what to say. Three shakes as the rizz watch rings letting him know the next votes were in, his eyes go wide as he puts SMG4 body on the floor “you…you…ITS ALL OF YOUR FAULT! YOU FUCKERS VOTED FOR THIS!” Chris looks around confused, not sure who the man was yelling at. He grabs the camera glaring hoping his anger could be seen that it could be felt “YOU KILLED SMG4! YOU KILLED HIM…thanks to your…votes.” he breaks down crying, dropping the camera. Swag walks up grabbing the man “NOW THAT IT'S OVER WE ARE TAKING YOU TO MARIO AND MARTY!” Three looks at his friend's lifeless body. He then slumps in Swags grasp “Who cares…there is no point in getting the notebook..tell them they won.” A laugh was heard in the background watching the cameras “Interesting choices, you all made it very interesting.” A TV screen flickers on showing a face with a huge smile “ You all did good, it was entertaining, can't wait to see what you all do in the next show.”

[a-cat-in-toffee]

HEY GIRL (genneu) CAN I RIZZ YOU UP (get you to tell me about your au) PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE

JHASDJHSDFHJ OKAYOKAYOKAY. OKAY YES ILL TRY TO EXPLAIN IT IN A WAY THAT MAKES SENSE

so its basically just. interweaved jrwi multiverse that the council are gods over and the pcs are like little gifts for eachotehrs universes that are more "complete" because they have a little bit of multiple gods in them. but some shit is getting fucked in the pd universe (probably mal's fault) and its big enough to Get The Attention Of Literal God. and since vyncent is the most frequently possessed/channeling power that isnt his hes the one thats easiest to get a hold of.

[harmonysanreads]

all this kaveh angst (canon wise) has me pumped up w ideas, man 🤦‍♀️ i can just imagine yan!kaveh in the hexagon love au falling deeply in love w darling as they offer him a shoulder to cry on. maybe there’s this bridge of understanding between them as darling rubs his back, telling kaveh its not his fault, he shouldn’t carry the burden of all his stresses alone. kaveh wants to cry but he’s just listless, looking at darling as he falls deeper in love. someone cares for him? oh yeahhh, darling defff wants him (bc he’s delusional like that). maybe that’s a skewed perception of love, but kaveh feels very seen right now, and he’s has these feelings brewing more deeply since it’s coming from darling ofc!

or heck, maybe in the vamp au where maybe, immortality is really getting to kaveh as he continues reminisce his old mortal life, even if hundreds of years has passed. and there’s this cute little mortal, his darling love, who’s somehow managing to carry of all his sadness despite their small little pea brain (bc how can a mortal be able to fully comprehend immortality and its grief?). kaveh is smitten, regardless.

overall, yan!kaveh is the type to just dump all of this on darling and he sees it as a very glaring sign that darling is returning these feelings of comfort…and perhaps…its a mutual feeling of love. because if darling cares, they must love him right?

and if darling is willing enough to play therapist, then it’s game :P

also i have this little ramble for the hexagon au, where kaveh isn’t that much of an avid drinker (nowadays, that is, ever since meeting you and years has passed every since his parents….). but he does get a little nervous around you. his hands always manages to get clammy and he can’t help the ache in his stomach when he sees you. to quell his nervousness, he drinks. just a little to give him a boost of confidence! so he comes to the tavern around late noon when the sun is setting. for the first hour he’s preoccupied in drinking to calm his shaky hands and his shyness (read: he’s trying to impress you with his rizz not his awkwardness) then when he’s a little bit better, he’s laughing and talking freely with you; kaveh becomes quite confident.

throughout the weeks to the months he’s lingered around, he grows to talk less of jokes and begins to complain about work, and worst of all: al haithaim, when there’s a feeling of comfort established within him. one day he slips an insult about his work and his need for sleep. you shoot him a sympathetic smile as you put down the glass you were going to give him, the fifth he asks for. he usually stops after the second glass, but he was more than fine with giving you more mora as an exchange. you lean closer to him as you put a hand on his shoulder. you whisper to kaveh that he should head home early for tonight. this was certainly a first as kaveh felt magnetised to your touch. he feels himself move closer to you, the last sip of alcohol is heavy on his lips. he was way past tipsy. the warmth of your hand and your worried look, your lips moving to speak your heart to him of all people. “i—,” kaveh would hesitate to respond back at first. but your furrowed brow and your eyes twinkling under the soft glow of the lamps nearby. your face so soft and how your lips gives him a weary smile, which has his him weak. “thanks for worrying. it’s just that…”kaveh can’t help but find himself sharing his personal ailments. thus born, a wretched and broken man seeking comfort in you. he speaks and speaks until his tongue could no more push him to speak any longer, even if his tears dry up. but you won’t look away from him��never. kaveh notices how you don’t even turn your back on him, you’re always there. sometimes you turn a blind eye to other patrons as you stay beside him. feet planted firmly in your spot as you give him all that he asks for in the world. a reciprocation to mediate this feeling of loneliness. you’re giving him smiles and your words mends the cracks in his broken heart. you touch him too, giving him warmth and shelter from the cold. kaveh is convinced, you must feel the same way as he does when he sees you. no longer did he see you as a crush, it was way more to him at this point.

he comes the next day again, acting as if he didn’t tell you all his burdens. but when you look at him the moment he sits himself down at the bar, “did you get enough sleep last night?” you ask. kaveh is soaring.

he’s willing to spill himself to you and when he wakes back up tomorrow morning in his bed, still in his clothes from the day before with hair tousled about, his heart feels less heavier and he’s yearning to see you once more.

oh gosh, you’re everything to kaveh.

and here comes al haithaim busting through his bedroom. “it’s your turn to do the dishes. or are you too hungover? you were practically dragged home last night.” al haithaim mocks. kaveh immediately sits up, eyes wide open. “you went to get me?”

“no, i wouldn’t waste my time to go and find you when i’m preoccupied with better things to do. so, someone else did. that person you keep mentioning. what’s their name?” al haithaim is silent for a moment before an all too familiar curious look glints his eye. “y/n.” he states with a sureness to his tone. kaveh can’t help but feel his breath get caught in his throat.

anyway sorry for the ramble LOL i love this au 😭 i got more to say about the other participants

Omg Nonnie........ I cannot thank you enough for blessing us with this feast 😩

First let's talk about Vampire!Kaveh, the relationship with Darling and Kaveh here is very dependent. They have much in common ; both of them are lonely (one more chronically and stretched out for centuries but lonely, still), both of them want someone they can connect with deeply and both of them want to be loved. Similar to Vampire!Alhaitham, Vampire!Kaveh is also drawn to darling for their innocence. To normal humans, it may not have been anything noticeable but for these creatures who've known darkness and corruption intimately, Darling is a flicker of hope for them. Though, as Kaveh is one of the few vampires who can, despite their age, still feel, he's... astounded at the existence of a human like you.

The Venn diagram of Vampire!Kaveh and good old broke architect Kaveh would intersect at the part that he dumps his trauma and emotions on Darling. Actually, this is a vital point for even getting Kaveh to fall in 'healthy' love for you, it's an unintentional test. Can you handle the mess that he is? Graciously carry his burden? And still be his pillar until he can stand straight again on his own? A very interesting thing you pointed out that Kaveh is rather delusional. This pairs up well with the previous fact about him developing feelings for you that I mentioned, after all, it takes two to make a quarrel.

Also please please please send in your thoughts for the others — if you have time, of course<3 I'm literally addicted to this.

[more-cardigan-than-woman]

The School Trip - Ch 2 - Afternoon.

Summary: So you got the kids to their destination. Good luck being in close quarters with the hot English teacher.

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Warnings: 18+, swearing, fluff, flirting, annoying teenagers.

Chapter 1

"OOo, miss and sir are sharing a room." Jayda giggles with her friends as they walk past you towards their room down the hall.

"None of you guys wanted to share with me," you shrug, "even though I'm way cool and I've got like, so much rizz. Right Mr Todd." 

"So it's their fault you've gotta share with a boy." Jason laughs, clicking the door open to your twin room.

"Exactly."

"You guys are gross." The girls yell before they start whispering to each other, running off down the hall. 

"Kids right?" You look away, pushing past Jason and sitting yourself on the bed. Truth be told, the last thing you wanted to do was share a room with the girls. They need their privacy and you do not want to be kept up all night with their antics. You had tried to get you each your own room, but the hotel was small and the school wasn't going to pay for anything nicer than this. It's blind luck that they even had a twin room left, with the kids taking all the family sized ones.

"You didn't exactly tell them no." Jason says throwing your bags on the counter. The room fills with a wired silence as he stares down at you, "why don't we have our own rooms?" He asks, with a smile on his face. His eyes tracing the delicate lines of your legs. He blinks a few times, hoping that you didn't notice.

"You worried I'm gunna give you cooties?"

"I mean, have you got cooties? Because I don't think there's a cure for it."

"Maybe? So what if I do? Its only because there are so many kids, and they are booked out," you change the subject, unsure about where this conversation and the way he's looking at you, "had to divide the kids up and they only had one room left. But you can always go and share with the teens, I'm sure that'd be a hoot. You could learn witchcraft or talk about theoretical physics. Or ya know, the bus is empty."

"Or I can stay here and watch you read?" That does sound appealing. He was watching you on the bus and you had the cutest expression while trying to contain your excitement. It's curious, what makes them so thrilling for you? He wouldn't mind finding out.

"I mean yeah, or you could go for a walk."

"Have you got another book?"

"Excuse me?"

"A spare, something I could read?"

"You- what? Don't you have your own things to read?"

"I know you've got more than one of those slutty.books on your bag. There's no way it's that heavy with clothes."

"Why do you wanna read them? Aren't lit teachers supposed to be snobby and all about the classics."

"Could be a classic one day, everything good started out being controversial."

You shuffle from your bed, slipping down and flipping your suitcase open, "we'll  I've only got 3, which do you want?" You pick up the books throwing them on the bed.

"This looks interesting," he says, snatching the one with the large demon on the cover, "what's it about?" He flicks through the pages, his eyes glaring over the words. "Late Night Deal?"

"Yeah, especially." 

"Cool."

"Might go grab some sun though, wanna go outside and read?" You throw a dust cover at him. "Whack that over it first."

"I'm sure it's going to be believable that I'm reading," he turns the cover over, "Halliday's fundamental physics."

"Better than them thinking you're reading Late Night Deal. That cover really doesn't leave a lot to the imagination."

With a roll of his eyes, Jason slaps the cover over the book, slipping his phone into his pocket and heading out into the sunshine. 

You watch him go, surprised at how easy this is. You had thought the weekend would be weird, that sharing a room with the hot English teacher would be torture. He's always been kind in your limited interactions  but with a face like that, you had convinced yourself he'd be full of himself, the classic English teacher snob. But he seems so nice and genuinely takes interest in your less than perfect book taste. The way he smiled at you when you talked on the bus about the trip, like he just wanted to hear you speak. Fuck, why isn't a dick? That's what you were hoping, that he'd be awful and the stupid crush you have on him would die at the surface level.

You take another book, your sunglasses and head down to meet him at the small park just outside of the hotel.

Xx

"Ah, I'm going to need some help here." He calls from the other side of the park, your seat on the hotel patio resting just under the cover of the awning while he opted for the full sun seats.

You drop your book, rushing to his side as he tries to grab the sea of papers that's littering the lawn. "Dude's, what is going on?"  

"My book exploded and my notes!" Keira calls as she and the other girls try to grab the papers flying around in the wind. 

You and Jason rush to help, gathering up all the notes, laughing as you run through the small grassed area. "That ones getting away," you shout as one fly's up near a tree and you both rush towards it. 

"Here I've got i-" Jason's cut off as you rush into him, "woah there," he grips your shoulders. You look so cute with sweat on your brow annd your hair fucked by the wind, "I think it's stuck in the tree."

"Get up there and get it then." You suggest taking a step back, trying to keep your eyes from his and the weird tingly feeling it gives you.

"Can't reach," he looks up into the tree with his hand shading his eyes from the sun, "maybe if I lift you up?"

"That- ah.. wouldn't be appropriate. "

"Certainly be less creepy than me lifting one of the kids up."

"Fine," you shrug, defeated, "just don't drop me."

"I wouldn't." He assures you, his hands gripping at your waist as he effortlessly picks you up.

"Bit higher," you stretch your arm out, the paper so close, "nearly there," you lean your foot into his stomach trying to elongate yourself so you can get it, "got it." 

You grab the paper and suddenly you're falling, wondering how you even got so high and then the sun's gone and something heavy lands on your stomach.

"Sorry," Jason smiles apologetically, "you got me in the diaphragm. Did you get the paper?"

"Yeah, right here," you cough, the air caught in your lungs from where you fell and not from the way he's looking at you, "we should get up."

"Yeah before-"

"Ooooo!" All the teenagers sing song together before bursting into laughter.

"Too late," you laugh along, pushing him the the chest before displaying the saved piece of paper above your head.

Trying to gather yourself up, you rush over to Keira and away from Mr Todd. Handing them to her with a stern warning to keep a hand on her things.

"Not much time for relaxing now," Jason says, picking up your book from the ground and relaxing back on the bench a few meters from the students. The scent of your perfume still lingering on his button down, he pulls it from his chest, trying to shake the smell from it. He fails miserably as the scent spreads and he tries to hide his face in a book.

"We've still got half an hour before we gotta feed the hoard," you lay down on the opposite bench, your book shielding the sun from your eyes. You hear the girls laughing, pages being turned and you start to finally relax. 

Xx

"Yo! Young people! Can we all sit down please?" You try to call over the loud laughter that's echoing through the dining hall of the hotel.

The teenagers ignore you, too engrossed in their excited chatter as they try to find somewhere to sit. With a huff you, sit down in your seat, content to wait them out until they quiet down.

"Who wants to come to the state library tomorrow instead of star labs?" They all turn, staring at Jason in shock, "be a great place to learn to be quiet." All the shocked eyes turn to a glare as they each take a seat and lower their chatting. 

"Thanks." You say as Jason takes his seat next to you, "they can get a bit too loud sometimes. Like they're worried they Wong be heard over each other and-"

"And it gets louder and louder." He finished for you, "Yeah I know, you should've heard my class after we watched 10 things I hate about you. Swear they'd been possessed by demons or something."

"Oh I love that movie. Is that why they came into my lab and tried to put their fingers in the bunsen burners?"

'Yeah, most likely. They were quite taken with the main characters."

"Me too, I had such a crush on him when I was a teen."

"Oh really? You got a thing for bad boys?"

"Not at all," you shake your head, "but a good boy who looks bad? That's every teenage girl's dream."

"Did you grow out if it?" He leans in, his fingers slipping up the exposed patch of skin on your arm. He catches your eye and when your eyes dart down to his hand on your thigh, then to the teenagers around you he pulls back, clearing his throat, "It's a great way to get them interested in Shakespeare. I've got she's the man ready to go next, I can't wait for them to see it. They're going to lose their minds.

"What's your favourite kind of cheese?" You laugh, your shoulder brushing against his as you rock back on your chair.

"Why miss, are you hitting on me?" He says as he turns to you blocking the kids from you and with how big he is it almost feels like you're alone at the table.

"I-" You reel your blood start to heat up "- it's from the movie, right?" He stares into your eyes.and you feel other parts of you warming up as well "- it's a joke."

"Shame." He leans back into you, his arm resting on the back of your chair, "my favourite cheese is brie. Soft cheeses are melt in your mouth good." He glances down, his eyes following the line of your tongue as you lick your lips, "but you know what."

"What?" 

"It's hard to find a good cheese," he sits back slightly, putting some air between you, "they always expire or are too crisp or I can't see them in my fridge. Somehow I always miss seeing the cheese right in front of me."

'Hmm," you cough, trying to regain your composure in front of 30 kids and the man that's starting as you like you're a snack, "deep thoughts on cheese then, cool. Cool. Cool."

The waitstaff start to bring out everyone's meals as you settle yourself and you let out a tiny thank fuck. Readjusting your seat to put a bit more distance between you, unfortunately your leg brushes against Jason's and you feel the sting lighting zap zing up your leg. Shit. 

The noise of the kids fills up the room again and you find yourself grateful for all their questions about tomorrow needing something go distract you from the handsome teacher beside you. From the way he keeps trying to subtly look at you and the way your only noticing this because you're doing the same.

The rest of dinner goes by smoothly, he's still very close. His arm occasionally brushing against yours and your knees touching the whole night. But with Mason in front of you, telling you how excited he is for tomorrow you find some peace in his distraction.

Xx

"Cute pjs," you remark, pulling back the covers on your bed and setting eyes on the.man walking out of your shared bathroom, "you look like a giant teddy."

"Yeah," he pulls on the brown button up that's trying its best not to pop open, "was kind of last minute. I didn't think it would be appropriate for me to sleep in my sweats, with someone else in the room."

"I really don't care. I'm so tried, we're whatever you want."

"Maybe I want to look like a teddy bear," he moves towards his bed, his body squishing to fit through the tight space, "maybe someone will want to cuddle me." 

"Wh-ye-" you cough out, jumping into bed in an attempt to hide your face, "goodnight."

"Good night," he whispers back, slipping into his own bed. He sees you facing away pulling a pillow from under his head he turns to his side, wrapping his arms around it. He hopes he dreams about cuddling you, about being your big teddy bear. If he can't have it in real life, a dream would be sufficient.

Chapter 3

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[galaxyspark-6e16]

spoilers for the dragon prince book 6

yes yesim late life got in the way but basicly this is the season of tears, jumscares, dread and more tears..

let me explain:

e1

oh pretty sk- wait whos cryi- ohh were getting his backstory aren't we..

man i can actually feel his grief over the screen

wtf do you mean for an instant?

omg viren is dead already

IS TERRY GOING TO BE THE ONE TO FIND HIS CORPSE!! NO HES BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH ALREADY

WAIT WHAT

aww i love their relationship terry and viren the come so far

ohhhhhhhh yeah i kind though there 

rip sir sparklepuff

honestly viren if you had your redemption arc earlier you couldve avoided this outcome but also it not entirely on you since sacrifice in your family is kinda tradition at tis point

prop for viren for taking responsibility but this is just going to damage his relationship with claudia whos going to see her efforts were for nothing

god that claudia cry.. her VA is nailing it

pff oh opeli so much to catch up on

ohh yeah callum def susceptible to aaravos call

o right zubeia was infected..damn i kinda forgot about her please let her be okay

nooo callum nnooooooo

oh that was a jumpscare

haha rayla

he took our blankie man hahaha

and soren too the comedy of this show

damn baker didnt know you were that innovative

ohh claudia jumpscare

for a minute i she was gonna do something to terry bt her leaving nim first is surprising, but unexpected. everyone has left her entire life so her leaving first as a way to protect herself is just soo heartbreaking AAAGGHHGGRR

terry convince her please shes not alone.. he truly loves her even at her darkest

e2

ohhhhhh are we gonna get a civil war?

oh claudia is now his pawn now

oohhh corvus is back yyeahhhhh

and the dynamic duo is formed

man thing are that dire in lux aurea

oh its not your fault you did your best to be fair and just is not your fault there were traitors among you

corvus on making sure soren doesn’t poisen himself 

and it seem he used to soren shenanigans at this point

aw ezra comforting zym as they say goodnight

best duo EVER

ohhh janai of course amaya has faith in you don’t ever doubt that

the parallels of janai and karem speech and cause between truust and devotion just sooo 

oh thank god zubeia is ok bt won’t be at full capacity anytime soon

awwww its confirmed ezren and zym brothers coded yeah

awww wedding time

e3

it doesn't aspire me all those flashback of callum slowly using dark maic as aaravoos is lurking man i really fishy

aww terry waiting for claudia 

really smooth callum

whoa never seen terry this focus on magic

GASP claudia!!!

o misteri sip

aww look how terry is gently taking care of her the details..he truly loves her

tHE HAIRCUT!!!! 

callum know well hos to rizz up 

!!!! lore?!

me too stella and sneezle me too

damn little matchmaker

AAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

GASP so thats what he was doing making her a prosthetic leg ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

and the way she started to walk towards him am i really for the antagonists, yes i am

mom and dad are fighting

and that promise is back..

viren§?! oh you werent kidding oh you going to face a lot of judgement

e4

its gleaming time!

ohhhh claudia the darkness is showing

oh boy here comes sol regem

wait what?? 

are celestial elves startouch or sky cause its starting to confuse me

wai is that viren staff?!

i really thought sol regem wised p in the years but is still led by his anger and misdjugement

cool a prophecy

oh soren you in for a surprise 

e5

oh soren going through the emotional toll

honestly not sure about this prophecy

oh soren, he finally got the recognition and approval of his father buut all the abuse and gashlight made him wary of him and can’t believe a good thinng viren says about him

so much lore!!! 

they can finally see

wait wdym darkness noooo

damn viren youre relly milking this whole remorse thing

e6

aguh i knew it i hoped i was wrong of course aaravos manipulated to take the fake pearl

whhats with the black and white shift?

ohhhh we re getting the origins of viren and how he started this path

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh so kosmo saw the future and saw the possibility of telling the actual truth thats really clever writing

aww viren and harrow were really good friends (and unknowingly setting him down the path of darkness 

no callum you need to believe in yourself to find your truth- WHOA HEY YOURE FALLING

even if she understood why yo did wat yo did it was still orrendce what you did to get her tears now wonder she left even if you regret it back then and now it still not an excuse

gasp theres a star for you AWWW ITS RAYLA

SHES YOUR ONE TRUTH Ah

i think he did the right thing by not telling the truth to soren because as kosmo said are you helping or just shifting the blame and burden

 YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY EVEN THE PETS ARE CHERING

and at least it ends on a happy note

e7

red wedding wh is it called th- ooohh nnooo

aww rayllum

ohh no not the sunnfire elves conflicts

ah anya back

clouds?? feels like an omen..

aawww gren he was there since the beginning of course hes gonna get emotional 

aww ezren i know you want to help but karim isnt going to listen be careful

pff not now gren 

am i cryingover the vows? yes aghgghrhhu

yeah YEAH THEYRE MARRIED AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOO THE RED WEDDING NOOOOOOOO

Wait what happened

wait is his plan was to take vengeance on the humans? or aaravos is controling him??

e8

the title man…

oh hes really wants revenge

soren NO

wow soren really has grown up he really is the crownsguard

gasp he going to save his father

ahhhhh better yet using dark magic to save them bt i dont think viren will do it soren

NOOOOOOOOOO SOREN NOOOOO

OH VIREN 

one thing for certain, he truly loved his family…and his last word…

oh of corse aaravos was beid all of this

ohhhh what truth

seriously what happened back then

and now claudia 

and now she s vulnerable

ohh lujanne we missed you

oh noo the ca ol save two

e9

is the title reference to the first line in the premiere?

 hahe terry face soo done with aaravos bullshit

wait wat- bAWWWWW WAIT LIKE THE STAR? theyyyre connected

never thought i a see soft dad aaravos

o raylla

waiit so leola was the catalyst to the madness that followed??

that kinda explains why he hates sol, because he snitched

is rayla parents about to cross over??

how could they doo that, she just a child scared and wants her father to protect her

so thats why he cried in the beginning

sp she became a star- ahh no which is far worse

and bro took cry me a river to whole other level which is testament that he couldnt go on without her..man

come on runnan come back

gaps shes your daughter awwww

yeah go back to the living

terry has a point, as much as aaravos is doing it for love for leola, hes doing it in revenge to those who wrong him and honestly he not wrong but how do you deal with grief and unjust retribution czasted upon you, who teared his world appart, sorta like viren for what he did to save soren

wow im seeing parallels two spells to bring back the dead one for for love and one for misguided justice

“love is the star of life” wow 

ohh terry

oh nno here comes news of the fall

we re getting a magical girl resurrection wait he’s a giant?!

nooooooooooooo and it ends here whhyyyyy

and all of this started with the death of a child..