#kind of . unintentionally wheeze

[cerulean-fantasy]

Stained with red 🩸

[starsinmylatte]

Malum in se

Pairing: Higuruma Hiromi x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None! There's only fluff here :)

Word count: 1.1k

A/N: A lovely anon originally requested this of @pseudowho, but she's asked me to fill it (for those of you not following the saga of Lyria's snow week™️.... I've been completely snowed in and WIPs have kept me sane).

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Higuruma Hiromi knew he was truly in love when you successfully convinced him to watch horrifically cheesy reruns of Law and Order while he was the one stuck at home sick. He groaned dramatically at every exaggeration or incorrect legal quote, but he enjoyed how you snuggled into his side too much to actually complain about the situation. After all, you were kind enough to take care of him, and his mild illness had not deterred your affection in the slightest. 

He had almost fallen asleep on the couch when you cocked your head at the antics on the television, murmuring under your breath, “Wouldn’t that qualify as Malum in se, though?” 

Hiromi blinked once, twice, and then a third time before speaking, “I’m sorry, what?” 

You turned to face your boyfriend, tone slightly teasing, “Yeah, Malum in se, right? Things like assault, murder… or wearing white after Labor Day.” 

Hiromi arched an eyebrow at you and treated you to the lopsided grin you adored so much. “You’re going to have to tell me how you know what that is.” 

He snaked his arms around you, pulling you even closer against his warm chest. Before you could answer, he took the chance to nuzzle his nose against the column of your neck, sending you into a fit of giggles.

“Well, pretty girl?” He teased gently, and you dropped your head back against his shoulder, humming contentedly.

“Do you remember when I mentioned I used to do community theatre a few years ago?” You questioned, and you could feel Higuruma's grin grow wider.

“Indeed, I do.”

“Well…. There was one time when I played a character who happened to be a law student.” You pursed your lips, trying to keep laughter from bubbling up. 

Hiromi broke into a barking laugh that became a short coughing fit. “You played a law student? What kind of musical involves lawyers?” he wheezed. 

“It’s called Legally Blonde, and it’s not just a musical… It’s a masterpiece.” You insisted. “I loved the movie when I was a young girl, and getting to play Elle- the main character- was an absolute dream come true.” 

Your eyes lit up as an idea sparked into your brain with the strength of a thunderbolt, “Omigod, you’ve never seen the movie, have you? We absolutely have to watch it.” 

Hiromi chuckled weakly, running his hand through your hair, “I’ve got a better idea… There have to be clips of your performance somewhere, right?” 

“Oh….” you paused for a moment, “It was a few years ago, and I’m sure it wasn’t my best work, but-” 

“There’s nothing I’d rather see than you enjoying yourself and doing what you love,” Hiromi interrupted gently, stroking your hair again.

His lopsided grin turned wolfish,  “Besides… I am sick; I think this is exactly what I need to heal.” 

“If you insist.” You smacked him gently with a pillow to punctuate your words as you left the couch to rummage through the DVDs on the shelf. You even took the time to make another mug of tea for your boyfriend, but eventually, you were back and snuggled up against Hiromi, who gratefully accepted the mug you offered him. 

His nose wrinkled unintentionally as he took a sip, “Thank you… but what is in this stuff?” 

“It’s helping your throat, isn’t it? You poked his stomach playfully, and he groaned in response. 

“Yes, but at what cost?” Hiromi huffed, but the slight twinkle in his eyes told you he wasn’t being serious. 

“It’s throat coat tea, yet another remnant from my musical days,” you giggled. “I never liked the taste either, but it certainly gets the job done.” 

With another flourish of the remote, you pulled up the recording of the show, and you swear you could feel Hiromi smiling behind you as he nursed the warm mug. As soon as the video started, he broke out into another laughter-induced coughing fit. 

“Dear god, I’ve never seen so much pink in my entire life.” 

“Oh, just you wait.” You threatened teasingly, “You haven’t even seen my character yet.” 

Hiromi grasped his mug in one hand and used his other arm to pull you back against his chest, wrapping a blanket snugly around your body. You leaned fully against him, partially because you enjoyed the intimacy and partly because you wanted to see his reactions out of the corner of your eye. 

His reactions did not disappoint, even though the video was grainy and clearly meant to be viewed through the rose-colored lenses of someone who was in the show. Hiromi grinned widely when you appeared on stage, murmuring almost too quietly for you to hear, “Cute…” 

You blushed happily, and the show continued. He had many comments on how the Delta Nus seemed to share a hive mind and how much of a prick Warner was. He also very nearly choked on his tea when your character’s father proudly declared, “Law school is for boring, ugly, serious people!” 

Hiromi glanced down at you after that line with a slight pout, and you took the opportunity to cup his cheek and pull him in for a soft kiss, tasting the tea and honey on his lips. “Mmm, don’t worry… You’re not boring, and you’re certainly not ugly. You can be rather serious… but I like that about you.” 

Hiromi kissed the top of your head with a low, contented hum, absolutely convinced his heart was full enough to burst. He fell more in love with you with each passing day, and these past few days had only further sealed his fate. Even now, he was watching you sing and dance your heart out, and you were shining in the roll. The sassy, playfully cute, but deceptively intelligent lawyer was such a perfect role for you, and he quickly became frustrated with Warner. Seeing you so upset over such a stupid man hurt his heart, even though he knew you were acting…. and then Emmett was introduced. 

“Now, I like that guy. He’s got the right idea, actually treating Elle decently.” Hiromi mused, playfully twirling a strand of your hair. 

“Oh, really?” You grinned slyly. “He reminds me of you, you know.”  

“It seems we share the same excellent taste in women.” 

–

The movie was over a short while later, but Hiromi insisted on letting it play through curtain call so he could properly applaud your work. You rolled over to lay against his chest, peering inquisitively into his dark, beautiful eyes, “So you really liked it?” 

“I loved it,” He assured you, pulling you in for another tea-flavored kiss. Suddenly, you could feel him grinning against your lips, “And I may buy you another one of those pink tweed skirt sets… it was cute on you.” 

His deep chuckle only grew louder as you smacked him with another pillow.

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[mer-acle]

You’re gonna hate me for this, but the brain worms were brain worming and the most appalling scenario came to mind.

Athena knew Odysseus wouldn’t be happy to see her, why would he? But never did she expect him to react like this. First he’d simply been shouting at her, scathing insults about how she acted and about how much it hurt when she abandoned him for ten years. He called her a monster, which was ironic seeing what the so called man had done to her uncle, and how even he himself openly referred to himself as a monster. She didn’t consider him wrong, of course, she was quite the monster herself. She always had been. Athena didn’t even flinch when he slapped her, she simply stilled in shock. Though she assumed he’d be finished after that, she was wrong, he was far from finished.

“You hurt me and then come back after everything I went through alone like it’s nothing?!”

“Odysseus-” She started, reaching out towards him

“No! Let me speak, Athena! You don’t get to try and convince me that you’re in the right! You did enough of that when I was a child! Gods I wish I had never met you! You know that?! You ruined my life!” He spat every word with venom. Hatred burning in every syllable and it stung; not because he was wrong, but because he was right. What good had she ever done for him? “Quiet now that I’ve called you out Pallas Athena?” Odysseus taunted cruelly. He taunted her, emphasizing the epithet, the epithet that he knew the story of. Of course he would do that, she was just as awful to him as she had been to Pallas, but still, she lashed out at him against her own better judgement. The pain of having such a thing used against her overriding her better judgement.

With anger burning in her heart Athena attempted a strike at Odysseus with her spear which he blocked, taking full advantage of Athena’s blind emotional state to push back harshly against the goddess, sending her stumbling backwards and unintentionally loosening her grip on her spear. Before she could fully regain her bearings Odysseus slashed her hand, the sharp edge of his blade cutting across her knuckles causing her to drop her spear entirely. Athena hissed in pain and grabbed her hand, she could see the bone of her knuckle on her pointer and middle fingers, and it hurt, nowhere near as bad as her father’s lightning had but it was still painful. “Odysseus, please,” she said gently with hope that after having drawn some of her blood he’d be calmer, “can we talk about this?”

Odysseus growled, more like a beast than any kind of man, and picked up her fallen spear. He regarded his former mentor with the same look he’d given Poseidon before stabbing her right above her heart, and maybe ten years ago Athena would have been ashamed of this but not anymore; she screamed, doubling over and clutching where the spear was lodged into her body.

“Od-Odysseus…” Athena wheezed, looking up at him, her eyes pleading.

To her surprise, he faltered, his cold expression momentarily switching to one of regret and mild horror at his own actions, “… Athena.”

Red and gold dripped from both her new wound and her knuckles onto the ground, “Please, Odysseus… I- I am not mad… just- don’t…”

Odysseus seemed to be considering her words. She prayed that he would believe her, funny thing it is as a goddess to pray, she didn’t even know who she was praying to. Who does a goddess pray to? After a few agonizing moments (for Athena at least) of deliberation, Odysseus grabbed the godly spear by the shaft and twisted it harshly before ripping it out. Athena screamed again before falling back against the wall, leaning her weight against it to keep herself from falling to the ground, and fully expecting him to stab her again the same way he had to Poseidon but to her shock he threw the spear to the ground. “Why didn’t you come?”

He didn’t know. Athena had assumed this whole time that Odysseus knew what had happened up on Olympus, why she never came to free him personally, but he didn’t. Why had he never been told? Was Hermes told to not tell him? She wouldn’t be surprised if he was, Zeus liked to be difficult like that sometimes. Despite the pain she was in from Odysseus’ attack she found the strength to chuckle weekly, “Odysseus, who do you think convinced Zeus to let you go?”

—————

So, how many torches are you giving me for this one?

Wtf

This calls for 600 torches, two windbags, the lightning bolt and the trident

I am so not okay about this

[heongiu]

Hello may I request gun, jake, and goo when their s/o wants to go to the gym for the first time? Headcanons, maybe sexual (😏😏) or not, it's up to you

Thankyou for the request Anon! and Omfg I'll try to add a little nsfw in between hehe ;)

Park Jonggun

Well you were the one who approached him and asked him if you could accompany his gym for the first time.

And it did not go well haha..

"What? You? Going to gym? Are you sure you'll be okay?"

He's continuously gonna question you, well uh you've never thought about going to gym before. He's kind of..worried.

Well if you insist, he'll let you go, but dont expect him to let you do your thing.

"Y/N that's not how we do pull ups.. "

"Y/n that's the wrong set of dumbells.."

"You should've learnt some basics to start with, it's would've been easier that way"

Y/n this Y/n that, you got so frustrated you simply left, and he didn't care too much, cause he knew you'd come back in an hour or so because you didn't know what else to do (lol)

NSFW: There can be instances where you're all panting from exhaustion after doing so much of exercise/cardio or whatever and he'd get turned on by your well, moans. He wouldn't care to find a spot to fuck you, he'll uhh just do it.

Kim Joongoo

Let's just say, he'll annoy you, pester you and irritate you as much as he likes.

"Y/n you're going to gym?! SERIOUSLY?!"

"do you wanna be muscular? Haha I bet you do because you wanna fight and defeat me, but you still won't be able to~"

Well you can do whatever you want, wherever you wish to and just don't hurt yourself, and if you do..

"PFT-- oh I'm sorry like did you get hurt really bad sweetheart?"

He does care about you but he won't stop making fun of you for your silly little mistakes

"Hey your posture was so off *insert wheezing* o-oop sorry but like THAT WAS HILAR-" You smack him on his head with your bottle and he goes "ouch-ouch" in pain.

Well at least he cared to help you, so next time, maybe learn the basics and the advance by yourself.

Its better I promise, and if you really wanna learn from him, well uh then good luck!

NSFW: he's a little touchy whenever he teaches you, touching and rubbing your thighs up and down when he corrects your stance. Or 'accidentally' placing a kiss every now and then on your neck when he's close to you. And not just any kiss, it's very seductive.

Kim Gimyung

Yayy Green flag arrives once again!

You tell him you wanna go to the gym, and he's all happy and smiley.

"Really? That's great" giving you that cheesy grin, winking at you.

You both at the gym omg it's gonna be a great time together.

He would like love to help you out like whatever you're doing he'll keep asking you if you're fine with it.

Even when you're doing just fine.

Might cackle in between of your struggle but will rush to you for your help.

And he'll smack your ass in between your exercises, especially when you're hitting legs and your back is visible.

He'll make sure any creep looking in your direction gets disposed of.

Occasionally even Jerry is accompanying you both, maybe even lineman, brad and Jason, but that's just when Jake feels like they should come as well. Other than that if you want that time to be spent only between you two, he has no problem.

NSFW: Sometimes when you struggle, he finds it sort of, cute. And it's kind of a turn on for him. He loves your little frame trying to do courageous tasks. Smacking your ass in between exercises, touching your ass unintentionally when he's helping you. Phew.

[bitterbutblue]

anby demara <3

come right on me- i mean camaraderie! ☆ anby demara x reader

~ can u tell im a sabrina carpenter fan yeah im a sabrina carpetner fan COMERIGHTON ME I MEAN CAMARADERIE SAID URE NOT IN MY TIMEZONE BUT U WANNA BE

very dialogue heavy fic guys

song: bed chem - sabrina carpenter ~

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────

The first time you kissed her had Anby wondering if she needed to go to the hospital. You were sitting on the roof of the Cunning Hare's car, talking about the universe and all it's glory under the now corrupted sky. Each person who lives in New Eridu doesn't know which day will be their last, and you knew that you wanted to at least get to know Anby before the worst happened. You told her about your life, your time in high school, your relationships- which lead to her interest in relationships piqued and she asked you about it.

"Is it like the movies?"

"Not really. I mean it feels that way at first, but it's like a star that stops burning as brightly after a while."

Anby just humed in acknowledgement as she took another bite of her burger.

"Have you been in relationships?"

"No. Never had the time to." She shrugged as she swallowed "Seems nice though."

"It's cool."

"Have you ever kissed anyone?"

Your cheeks flushed a light pink at that question.

"Uh- yeah?"

"Is it like the movies?"

"Well, it's not as insane and heart throbbing as they make it out to be." You laughed

Anby stares into the abyss of the starless night, chewing on a now-stale fry before turning her attention back to you.

"Can you kiss me?"

You choked on your drink, sputtering like an embarrassed mess as you wheezed.

"Huh?"

"I wanna know what it feels like"

"It doesn't feel good if you're kissing someone you don't actually, like, love."

Anby muses over that for a bit, but she shrugs.

"I still wanna try."

Who were you to deny her puppy dog eyes she does unintentionally? You haven't kissed anyone in a while, especially after joining the hares. You hope you aren't too out of practice. You grabbed one of the napkins from inside the take-out bag, wiping your lips.

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

With the napkin now stuffed in your pocket, you turned around to face her. She looked at you with a look you can't quite read as you move a hand up to cup her cheek.

"You ready?"

She nods.

The kiss wasn't... mind blowing or anything. Your heart fluttered but that's normal when you kiss someone, or anyone, right? It was short but it was sweet. You pulled away pretty quickly, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

"So... how was it?"

Anby just kind of stared. Like just really stared at you for a bit, her eyes practically boring into yours and you were starting to feel a bit intimidated.

"I gotta go."

What a terrible way to end your first kiss, Anby.

A week had passed since then, and Anby could not get you out of her mind for the life of her. She has been avoiding you like the plague while you mentally cursed yourself for fucking up another friendship. She yelps when Nicole suddenly grabs her arm one day, shoving her into a nearby room.

"Nicole-"

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"What?"

"Why are you avoiding the new recruit?"

"No reason."

"Bullshit!"

Anby looks away, suddenly finding the posters about the N.E.P.S. rather intriguing.

"Bitch!"

"What?"

"What happened?"

"Nothing."

"LIAR!"

"What's going on?"

Wonderful. Billy Kid had invited himself to join the room- soda cup in one hand (he can't even drink soda, what is he doing????) and Starlight Knight VHS tape in the other.

"Anby was being weird around the new recruit, right?"

"Totally." He nods, his eyes narrowing "I thought you two were getting along."

"We are."

"You guys went on a mission together and she came back complaining that you refused to talk to her the entire time!" Nicole groans, impatient now

"I don't like working with her anymore."

"Why???" Billy whines

"She makes me unfocused."

The two go silent after that, just sorta staring at Anby with '???' eyes.

"What?"

"Elaborate?"

The pair spoke at the same time, and Anby just huffed.

"She's weird. She makes me feel weird and I can't focus. When we kissed-"

"WHEN YOU WHAT?"

Anby winced at how loud they were. And of course, it gets worse because Nekomata pokes her head through the gap of the door that Billy left open.

"Anby kissed who?"

"THE RECRUIT-" Nicole screeches

"WAS IT GOOD?" Billy's question was completely unnecessary

"ANBY YOU KISSED HER??"

They were truly infuriating. Anby shoots them a glare and they shut up, but they don't stop giving her this odd look that she doesn't quite enjoy either. Nicole breaks the silence.

"Why'd you kiss?"

"I asked them to."

"Gay." Billy mutters

"WHY?" Nicole's face was red from anger at this point

"She likes the new recruit." Nekomata cackles from the beanbag she has seated herself on, curling up as she nestles her head into her arms.

"I do not." Anby deadpans, unaware of the shade of pink on her cheeks. "She is just... odd. And makes me feel odd. We should kick her out."

"No." Nicole snaps "I'm not kicking out a valued member in the Cunning Hares because you're feeling gay!"

Anby's face is undeniably red at this stage, huffing as she crosses her arms.

"It is not like that."

"Yes it is."

"No it's not."

"You kissed her."

"As friends."

"You're avoiding her."

"Because she's weird."

"DAMMIT ANBY-" Nicole groans "It's okay if you want to kiss her again! Or hold her hand! Or scis-"

"NO!" Billy shrieks, interrupting Nicole

"They have too much sexual tension! That's the problem!"

"Wha- No!" Anby scoffs, visbly embarrassed now

Truthfully told, Anby could not get that night out of her mind. Every time she saw you, she felt like she was going to combust on the spot- which was definitely not normal. Her heart rate also had her thinking she needed to go to the hospital to get something checked out. Maybe it was a cardiac arrest? Maybe she should check herself into the hospital, she's not sure if she-

"What's going on?"

You peek your head to the room in confusion, seeing all four of them gathered together upset you a little bit. You knew being a new recruit would mean probably being excluded a bit but seeing it happen just sucked. Nicole's eyes widened when she saw the hurt expression on your face you tried so hard to conceal.

"Oh, wait it's not- we're talking to Anby about... uh..."

"Sexual frustration." Nekomata nods, you choke on nothing and Anby hurls a pillow at her

"It's not sexual if I want to kiss someone!" Anby scowls

"Anby's figuring out a crush." Nicole sighs

"I don't have a crush!"

"You wanna kiss them?" Billy questions

"As- as a friend?"

"NO!"

You just watch in confusion, unsure on if you should join the conversation or not. But Anby looked so uncomfortable, the usually calm and stoic girl now face red and looking away. You couldn't help but feel this pang of guilt, even though you hadn't done anything.

"Guys, cut it out." You sigh, walking up to stand next to Anby "Just leave her be."

The three just kinda shoot weird looks eat each other. Nicole opens her mouth but is quickly elbowed aggressively by Nekomata, who flashes you a charming (yet devious) smile as she drags a whining Nicole out of the room, Billy following suit.

"Are you okay?"

You weren't sure how to break the silence. It was way too awkward for your own good. Anby would look at everything but you, acting like as if you weren't even there. Finally, she swallows and speaks as she eyes at the wall panelling.

"I need to go-"

"No."

She freezes at the tone of your voice, a tone she had never heard before. You sounded harsh, irritated, hurt. The last one stuck out the most because it made her feel like her heart was closing in on itself.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

"I'm not."

You scoff

"You totally are! After the night we kissed, you just stopped talking to me! Did I cross a line that night? Did I make you uncomfortable?"

You can't stop yourself, feeling yourself get emotional now. It hurt to see the person who you grew to admire in the Cunning Hares go from being vulnerable to closed off within the blink of an eye.

"No."

Anby's voice is much softer compared to yours, looking around the room as her eyes dart left to right.

"I don't know how to... deal with what I feel around you."

You huff out angrily, crossing your arms.

"What do you mean?"

She fidgets with her fingers, picking at the skin next to her nails as she bites the inside of her cheek. You feel yourself hesitate in that moment, you want to be mad at her but the way she's looking at you makes you feel like you're suffocating. You step forward, a cautious test, to see if she'll flinch. She doesn't. So you take another step forward, moving to take your hand into yours so that she stops picking at her skin until she bleeds. Her hand is cold in yours, and Anby feels her head growing light.

"What do you mean?" You ask again, less sharp this time.

"I-"

Fuck it, she would die one day anyways, right? Could be tomorrow, could be in two decades.

Fuck it.

"I feel different around you. Like warmer. I keep thinking about that night, and I-" she licks her lips "I want to replicate what we did."

She looks up at last, golden eyes staring into yours.

"You said it wouldn't feel like a movie kiss. But I felt everything you said I wouldn't feel."

She takes a deep breath in, trying to stop her voice from shaking as much as it should be shaking. She feels your hand that's holding her tighten but she can't stop now.

"Maybe something's wrong with me? If I shouldn't be feeling those things then why am I-"

She doesn't even get to finish her sentence because you pulled her hand so that she stumbled forward. You put your other hand on her cheek right before putting your lips on hers, kissing her with the same softness as that night. That night under the now-corrupted sky, a reminder of their inevitable downfall as a species but that sky is so beautiful to her now.

"Nothing's wrong, you dumbass." You say breathlessly as you pull away "God, if you want to date me, just tell me!"

Anby feels the room grow warmer, her face getting even hotter as you brush your thumb against her cheek.

"I am confused about what I'm feeling. I feel very... light." She whispers, and you just smile.

"You're adorable, Anby."

Her blush was so intense, you got a bit worried at how red one's face could get but at the same time it was genuinely the most heart-melting thing you've ever seen.

"Can I be yours?"

Your words knocked the damn air out of her lungs as she stares into your eyes- who knew you could feel so much just from looking at someone? She's learning a lot right now, she didn't realise she could end up like... this.

"Please."

She'll never curse that night sky again, or the corruption that eats away at her future because the present is you, the future will always be you.

[hotpinkmoon]

Hi hi Moonie 👋😄

Out of curiosity-- what's does the boys' sense of humor look like? What would it take to get a gut-clenching, tear-jerking, breathless wheeze of a laugh out of them (if possible)?

James

- People getting spooked that they jump so hard their souls left their body. Similar to prank videos, of the pranker wearing a scary costume and hiding in the bushes to jump scared anyone that comes nearby. Even funnier if the people getting scared starts to run and suddenly trip.

Max

- Puns, or dad jokes. But besides those things, he likes making people get mad to get a reaction. He enjoys being a troll to anyone he doesn't like to satisfy himself. People falling or videos that are epic fail.

Xavier

- Internet memes but the ones that are kind of dark or self deprecating. Anime memes do count as well. Funny animal videos, like a cat jumping near a ceiling fan and getting smacked away or a dog making a silly face.

Seth

- Something weird or random. Like you found a photo of a group of people smiling and then at the very back there's a dude making a face unintentionally.

[briliantlymad]

KinnPorsche Fic Rec List Part 2/??

I am back. woohoo

In celebration of Kinn x Porsche being no. 42 on the list of top pairings on AO3!

Let's get into it

Two Shots by Martynax

Rated E. This one is so delicious guys, absolutely fucking amazing. Still updating, its on chapter 8 of 10. Gun for Hire turned bartender Porsche meets Mafia boss Kinn who contracts him for one last job. They fall in love with each other somewhere along the way HNNN its so delicous. the Sex Scenes? GORGEOUS absolutely well written. 10/10 steamy as fuck

Porsche’s eyes are searching him, looking for something in Kinn’s face. His expression is sympathetic, like he understands what Kinn is dealing with, but he also doesn’t offer help. And Kinn deep down had hoped that he wouldn’t have to ask, that Porsche would offer to help. Kinn’s heart thumps painfully in his chest, but he doesn’t avert his gaze.

2. Salt by ronandhermy

Y'ALL ?#>#>$>??? IM ACTUALLY OBSSSESSED WITH THIS ONE SO BADLY. It hits all the right spots. Alternate First Time meeting. Porsche is in his Taekwondo Champion era and Kinn is out here being a mafia boss who's got his eye on porsche for all the wrong (but so so right) reasons. It's written well. absolutely exquisite scenes that transition from one pov to the other, does an great job of translating emotions to scenes and OUF. its dirty bad wrong and that makes it all the more delicious. Dark kinn theerapanyakul in all the best ways that make my head spin.

oh Kinn likes Porsche’s eyes on him. He likes it a lot. There’s a challenge there, in the boy’s eyes. One that makes Kinn want to sink his teeth in deep and take this boy apart. Make him come shuddering and crying while clinging to Kinn and then make him do it again.

3. The Call of the Deep by wicca

A oneshot, Rated E, Alternate Universe - Creatures & Monsters, mind the tags, if non-con, dub-con is not for you skip this. Mer Porsche meets Eldritch Creature Kinn who's just as dark as the waters he dwells in. DELICOUS. I LOVED IT SO MUCH. Ever since that scene of Porsche in a mermaid constume my brain has been conjuring absolutely all kinds of situations. Wicca gets it. Written Well. The sex scenes are delicious, the tone and mood of the entire oneshot was handled well, i was hooked from the start. I love Wicca. please check out their other KP Fics!!

Porsche starts kicking out his tail to propel himself forward, but he doesn't get very far before appendages are wrapping themselves firmly around his arms, his waist, and finally his thrashing tail. Next thing he knows, he's back on the cave floor with Kinn's tentacles keeping his arms pressed at his sides

4. Neon lights (and Cold nights) by pinkdrinkbarbie

I've been crazy over this fic for a very long time. its 1.5k or less words per chapter but by the gods it feels like its not enough every time the author updates. bodyguard turned bartender Porsche who's out here collecting all the nongs. He finds Kim, adopts him as a nong and all's going well until it isnt anymore. We're almost to the end of the fic, it's on chapter 39/40 and i've been screaming wheezing crying in the author's comment section every time it updates. Patricide with a side dish of Avunculicide for brother bonding and reunions between torn apart lovers. you can't see me but im doing *chefs kiss*

Kim hates feeling like he can't go home. Porsche (unintentionally) gives him a home.

5. Alongside by apathyinreverie

Canon divergence, KinnPorsche's first meeting goes a little bit differently. Kinn is hooked from the start and honestly so am I. Possessive Kinn ? Possessive kinn. BAMF Porsche. I LOVE IT. Still updating, 4/? chapters. THEY'RE FLIRTING RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY COCKTAIL and im enjoying every bit of it

“Porsche. My name is Porsche,” he finally chokes out, a little put-out to be beaten at his own game.

“Hm,” Kinn hums in vague consideration, eyes still so fucking intense. “Porsche.” A pause. “I think I like sweetheart better,” he finally grins across the rim of his glass.

6. Sunflowers & Orchids by Anon

I AM A SUCKER FOR SENTINAL GUIDE AUS. KinnPorsche alternate universe. it's not rated. 4/?? chapters so far. Possessive Kinn is my weakness, i go ham every time i read kinn that's so so obsessed with keeping Porsche. Guide porsche has been evading authorities cus he doesn't wanna leave his brother, but helping Sentinal!Kinn from a drop ends up unravelling everything.

The man is up and out of his seat, in front of Porsche and hand raised to gently brush his cheek. "You'll get used to it." Kinn's hand slowly skims down to his neck in a phantom hold, the warmth is barely there. 

7. Stumbling to the Edge by FireRisingOverTheHills

Its series! Different First time meeting. AND UGH Every single word of this is godly. i'd etch into my brain if i could. You'l find me screaming crying rolling all over the floor in the comments of each fic because they're all so good. The author writes Kinn's POV so so well. I've been hooked on it. He's falling in love in real time and it scares him but gods Kinn just wants smth for himself and Porsche is so so easy to love T _ T

"Kinn sees his own reflection in the mirrors behind the bar, and he almost doesn’t recognize himself. He looks… relaxed. He’s smiling. It’s a small little thing, but it’s a smile."

"He doesn’t tell Porsche he’s used to the sparkling lights of Bangkok stretching out in front of him and that it’s Porsche that makes the view spectacular to him."

Only 7 today folks, I've gotta scroll through my AO3 and find more but phew its a lot sjsjsjjs

[mochiwrites]

I will comment on the latest fic whenever I get to it, but a quick update from the inconvenienced anon. Congratulations to Iskall on NOT being the most angsty part of the fic update even with their injuries. Mumskall good, and good on Mumbo for not shoving Scar and Iskall in a getting along shirt because he can accept that the people who are important to him don’t get along.

DVDVFVFGFG :D !!!!!

the fact that iskall showing up injured isn’t the most angsty part of the fic is incredibly funny to me since that’s the Entire plot of the fic WHEEZE /pos

mumskall beloved 🥺🥺 I’m honestly really fascinated by scar and Iskall’s dynamic here!!!! because like, iskall doesn’t Like scar because of how long mumbo was pining for him and the number of times that scar has unintentionally hurt him over the years. iskall is protective of mumbo, not just because of their feelings for him 🥺

and then enter scar, who Knows that iskall doesn’t like him. he has his suspicions as to why that is, but he doesn’t really push it. he kind of just rolls with it and butts back again them when he needs to. and aaaaaaaaaaaa

mumbo would love it if they Did get along, but yeah, he recognizes that he can’t just force two people together (coughs unlike scar coughs) so he really just plays mediator for the two of them

[scalamore]

Novel Excerpt from Ch 110-111 (Part 4)

Deleted Part – Rated R-15 because of Rupert’s foul language. Was replaced with less offensive words for the KKP version. To note, as a reminder, Rupert routinely uses strong curse words like "fuck" and "ass" early in the series, but his tone softens considerably throughout the story. His return to strong language indicates how stressed he is, and his desperation of the realization he'll lose Lari soon... :( ------

“What do you mean?”

… What do you mean,  ‘What do you mean’?

I was taken aback by his question, but Rupert frowned as if he didn’t really understand what I was talking about. I was speechless at his innocent expression. There’s no way he didn’t know about what I was talking about. He absolutely had no reason to stop my death at all.

“Because you knew.”

“About what?”

“Because you knew who my biological father is, and my true bloodline. Your Majesty said you knew everything.”

My voice unintentionally grew louder. Agitated, I wheezed, holding my folded fist under the covers. Rupert looked down at me trying to catch my breath, and lowered his head into his hands, and sighed.

“What about it?”

He had a subdued irritation. He was more grumbling than angry.

“Are you really saying that you’re the remnants from the Imperial family? I did know. But what about it?”

“You’ll think its dangerous.”

“And?”

“Why do you keep asking me? You know what I’m thinking.”

“Fuck it, you know what? DO I know you? No I don’t. I don’t know anything at all. I never imagined you’d want to die.”

“I didn’t want to die.”

At my words, Rupert smirked as if exasperated, growling with clenched lips. He was getting angrier.

“You don’t want to die? You died because you wanted  to live.?

“If I don’t die first, you’ll kill me. Not just me, but also House Belois. I wanted to protect Belois at least.”

“… What?”

His lips parted slightly. I kept silent, with a blank expression on my face, while his was shocked. He contorted his face as if I had said something crazy.

“What kind of bullshit? Why would I do that to you?”

“Because its dangerous”

“What is?”

“Why do  you keep messing up this conversation”

I cried a bit.

“You keep talking like an asshole”

“Your Majesty is more of an asshole”

“Yes, I’m an asshole, so I don’t understand.”

“But you do understand.”

“That you’re a threat to the throne, and you think I’ll kill you for it?”

“….”

“You’re mine.”

“Huh?”

“You said you were mine. That you’ll be mine.”

“I did.”

“But why would I kill you? I have only you, yet I would kill you? You, of all people?

“Your Majesty – “

“Please. This is crazy. Enough of this. You don’t trust me at all.”

“Your Majesty. “

“You asked for my trust for a hundred, a thousand days, but in the end it was you who distrusted me.”

“Your Majesty – “

“I want to kill you too, but what if that’s not an option?”

“Because I’m a threat to your throne – “

“I won’t kill you.”

“I can’t believe it.”

“What if I like you? Will you believe me then?”

“What nonsense is that?”

“I like you.”

“Lies.”

“How can you believe me? Do you want me to confess like a fool madly in love? Do you want me to sleep with you?

“Your Majesty! – “

“You don’t like it? I know. You hate me after all.”

“….”

“No.. you used to… yes. I didn’t realize it at first, but now I understand. You’re scared of me, you hate me, but you’re scared of something else even more than me, but decided to stay by my side. I don’t know why you decided to stand by the monster you’re afraid of and hate to death, but you acted as if everything would be alright if you stayed by my side.

“It’s not like that.”

“I don’t care. Do whatever you feel like, as long as it doesn’t change the fact that you’re mine.”

“Your Majesty. “

“But you can’t betray me. Why did you try to kill yourself? When you said you belonged to me, its just not your life. Your death too. Both your life, and death are mine. Do you understand? Even your death belongs to me.”

“is that a threat?”

“No, I’m not threatening or intimidating you. I’m begging you now. Don’t make me do it. It’s simple – just stay still by my side. That’s it.”

“Your Majesty. “

“Don’t do it. Don’t say it. Damn it, killing you doesn’t make any sense.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about it?”

“Because of your family!”

“Huh?” “’Family is the most important thing’. Your goddamn family won’t ever betray you. But what could I say to your fucking-innocent face? What should I have done to break that stupid belief of yours? ‘I’m sorry, but your family isn’t actually really your family? If I cry and complain that you’re being used by them, did you want me to comfort you? Is that what you wanted me to do?”

“Your Majesty. “

“They were important to you. You thought that I didn’t know about it. Okay? I didn’t know or guess how you would react to it if you lost them”*

He started to cry a little

“Fuck it, how could I have talked to you about it?”

“You’re not that type of person. I know Your Majesty”

“You know me?”

“Yes.”

“Then guess what I’m thinking right now.”

I couldn’t answer immediately and swallowed my words. He burst into laughter.

“Can you tell me, what I’m thinking of now?”

“…”

“I’m thinking that I want to strip you down.”

“…”

“But even if I decide to, my body doesn’t move. Fuck, I know better than anyone that you’ll hate me whether I touch you or not, but I don’t want to be hated even more.”

“…”

“When I see your wet cheeks, I forget everything and can only see your white nape. I want to touch and kiss it. Do you get it now?”

Hearing Rupert’s abusive remarks, Lariette struggled to swallow her tears. She didn’t wipe them away.

“Even in my dreams…”

Lariette’s voice trembled slightly. Rupert watched her cry, and realized with a shock like lighting had struck.

I really like her.

“Even in my dreams, please don’t appear in front of me”

The person in front of him.

His heart that had started to awaken, was cut off like a white butterfly in winter. He shouldn’t go out in winter, yet he foolishly did.

He thought it was fine as spring would come soon and things would be alright.

He foolishly thought.

A familiar sound hummed. The sound of the world collapsing around him.

[eldritch-spouse]

I don’t know if you’ve covered this before, but what kind of voices do the boys have? Like tones, accents, that kind of stuff. I keep hearing Fasma with a Jersey accent.

[I suck ass at this, so be patient. Also, if I do find good voice claims, I will add them to this ask later.]

Bregory has a pretty soft and mildly low voice. In spite of him looking and behaving in a creepy way, his voice is one of the features that almost comes off as relaxing, even boyish in some moments. He has no set accent, though since he learns words from hearing different people speak, he may end up mimicking yours (if you have one).

Fasma has a pretty thick New York accent, and I've always pictured him to be a bit nasally, like a slightly more gruff Oswald the rabbit. His voice does get a bit deeper in the second form, but it's still a little odd.

Morell has a bit of a Texan ring to his voice, though some of that influence has been lost due to his extended stay at The Clergy, wherein he makes an effort to muffle some of that raw, near incomprehensible speech pattern. He's unintentionally always loud.

Gallon has a smooth and quiet tone, with a bit of a purring lilt at the end. He tends to accentuate the "r"s in sentences. Although not entirely monotonous, the pitch of his voice doesn't vary much under normal circumstances.

Vinnel's real voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard, though the mask greatly helps in evening his scratchy, broken voice. Either he sounds like a chronic wheezing smoker, or a drowning, constipated man. Pitch varies significantly, though he doesn't appear to be in total control of it.

Nebul has the softest tone imaginable, for the most part. A very flat, low and relaxing frequency that tends to bounce off the walls of most rooms. He's capable of taking on thunderous, loud tones, but doesn't find it necessary the vast majority of time.

Sybastian, the rare times in which he does speak, has a very gruff, hiss-like quality to his voice, which is naturally kind of quiet from disuse.

Santi has a deep purr of a voice, something that resonates, that you feel in your chest. I recall I said somewhere that it was a somewhat lighter version of Darkness, from the movie Legend. Voice claim

Grimbly has a very light voice that falls squarely on an androgynous zone. You cannot tell, just by listening to it, what gender he is. It's cute and sweet and also kind of fake sometimes.

Patches has just a touch of a nasal undertone, and his pitch is average for a man, though it can rise significantly and even break when he gets nervous. In certain instances, he's capable of achieving a very low and frightening tone, seen best when he shouts a victim's name during one of his dullahan fits. Generally, he sounds like a dork.

Fank-e features a synthesized bubbly tone which is maybe a little higher-pitched than it should be, given his size. Sometimes it crackles a little, mostly due to his visor damage. Being that it's entirely artificial, Fank-e can mimic a plethora of other voices, male and female. He can sound like Windows Sam if he wants to.

Ludwig has a voice that's quite similar to Gallon's, though a little more lazy and slurred. He sounds high. He's usually quiet, usually. When he starts getting riled up, it sounds as if he's snarling his words out, which is typical of a wrath demon.

Belo (again, unsure if I'll keep him but might as well) has a typically melodic and pleasant voice, it features just a tiny bit of reverb, mostly because he's not using an actual mouth to speak. Just a tiny bit lower than average.

Krulu's voice is indescribable in the way it seems to pierce through most people's resolve, always confident and imposing, a low, scornful hiss for the most part. It's loud, jarring, and terrifying in a primal level- To those who aren't used to it, that is.

[aimeelouart]

How to get maximum chaos: Hey Asshole + CtS crossover.

You know I started in on that one and then promptly got sidelined by... The Adversary Fell, I think? Now there's an even more chaotic point in HA I can yeet him into, so this will probably go unwritten. Anyway, enjoy:

Cloud’s new armored outfit was great. Really⁠—it saved him so many injuries he otherwise would have had to deal with, considering a tee and a ratty cable-knit vest couldn’t exactly stop a blade. He was going to be forever grateful to Aerith and her...weird superpowered hivemind harem.

Wow. That was a weird sentence to think.

Anyway. His new armor was great and he loved it. Unfortunately it had limited utility when he was being noshed on by a huge...dragon...dinosaur thing. Something big with harder-than-steel scales and sharp teeth and a serious resistance to magic⁠, which wasn’t ideal. Extremely not ideal. He was not having a good time.

For once, Cloud was downright grateful to feel the white-hot static sear through his veins. For once, the universe was kind enough to yank him directly from the jaws of death.

Pun intended.

He was spat out upright and immediately reeled to the side, shoulder thumping into a hard wall. “That’s right, you better run,” he wheezed, raising a hand and wiping the mix of blood and monster saliva out of his eyes. His skin felt a little numb and his sight was blurred, which probably meant poison. He cast Poisona.

It did jack shit.

He banged his head against the concrete with a groan.

A handrail dug into his side. He could hear a few people—SOLDIERs, at a guess—nearby. Specifically, he could feel Sephiroth. He slid one boot to the side and found that was standing on some stairs. The Tower? A stairwell, somewhere.

“What—?”  said Hewley.

“Well now,” Rhapsodos purred. “What have we here? Cloud, is this your doing?”

“Is what my doing?” Cloud ground out automatically, unintentionally speaking in perfect synchrony with his counterpart in this new world. Whoops. Yeah, that had been a little fast for recognition, hadn’t it?

Rhapsodos made an interested noise. “Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess!”

Cloud shifted around enough to squint through the increasing blur at the man. “You stop that,” he said, taking in the tangle of people. Zack, who was looming protectively around his counterpart, and Hewley and Rhapsodos, and Sephiroth on the side closest to Cloud.

“Wait. Cloud?” said Zack, looking back and forth between elder and younger.

“Yes, Zack,” Cloud sighed, frowning as he felt his legs start to go numb. Ugh. “Not your Cloud, from a different dimension, bouncing between worlds, will be gone in thirteen hours, et cetera et cetera.” Considering Poisona hadn’t done anything, he estimated five minutes to collapse. He wasn’t too worried this time—not with Zack there.

The stairwell erupted in noise.

“You’re me?” said the other Cloud.

“Different dimension?” Zack asked, aghast.

“Two of you, and both conscious no less!” said Rhapsodos, clapping his hands. “Marvelous!”

“How is that…?” Sephiroth muttered, trailing off.

“What happened to you? Are you alright?” Hewley asked, ever the most reasonable and responsible of the SOLDIERs.

Mmm, Angeal leftovers, Cloud thought, drooling. He’d run out of harem Angeal’s food three worlds ago, and mourned the loss. If he managed to not die he was gonna eat well.

“Poisoned,” Cloud said, waving a dismissive hand as he leaned harder into the wall. Involuntarily.

“…why did you say that so casually,” Hewley sighed, immediately moving to close the distance between them. Cloud let him, unbothered when the SOLDIER started looking him over, and offered a shrug to his inquiry.

“Cloud…” Zack said, soft and a little wounded, and…yeah okay, that made him feel a tiny bit bad about being so casual.

“It’s fine, Zack,” he lied as Hewley turned his face and looked at his eyes. Already, the man just looked like a tannish blur, surrounded by a black vignette as the poison ate away at his vision. As soon as Hewley let go of his jaw, he shut his eyes with an annoyed huff. “Oh—before I forget.” Before I’m unconscious and can’t ask. “No one here is doing a genocide, right?”

“A what?” said…oh, Kunsel was there too. Nice.

“No,” said other Cloud and Zack, very confidently. He filed that fact away for later consideration.

“Great, love that for you,” said Cloud, words beginning to slur. Hewley caught his arm with an alarmed noise as one leg buckled and he slumped hard over the handrail. “Poisona didn’ do shit, good luck.”

“What?” several people said in alarm.

“Din’ do shiiiiiiit,” Cloud repeated. His other leg buckled, and his tongue was starting to go numb too. Asphyxiation was probably a real concern, then. That wasn’t too bad a way to go, in his experience. Although, he definitely hoped Zack didn’t watch if that was the case.

“Okay, you are definitely going to Medical,” Angeal said, as if he was daring Cloud to argue with him. He took all of Cloud’s weight and lifted him like it was nothing.

“S’long as I don’ wake up on’n autopsy table again,” Cloud agreed. Someone made a horrified noise. Whoops. Maybe the slow slide toward probable asphyxiation was making him a little loopier than he thought. Sorry, Zack!

That was pretty much his last thought before he blacked out.

[uwusenpaiuwu]

Baji A.K.A. The Worst (Best) Matchmaker Ever

Summary: Baji dares you to call Mikey a ‘piss boy.’ You’re an idiot, so of course you say you’ll do it. Things don’t go as planned...or do they?

Pairing: Sano Manjirou | Mikey x Male Reader

Warning(s): mentions of omorashi (pissing), but there’s no actual pissing involved

You’re gonna die. Oh, dear God, our holy Lord and savior, you’re gonna fucking die.

Baji may be an idiot, but you’re an even bigger idiot for letting him convince you to call Mikey a piss boy.

It’s a pretty damn good trade-off, you foolishly reasoned when you accepted his offer: $10 and a spin on his motorcycle, which is basically hitting the jackpot for a broke, motorcycle-less middle schooler like yourself.

Now, what you failed to take into consideration, is that you’d literally be risking your life. Had you taken a step back and used your brain for a second or two, you would’ve realized that calling Mikey, of all people, a ‘piss boy’ isn’t worth the measly $10 Baji is currently waving in the air from across the room.

You open your mouth to chicken out. Baji pulls out another $10.

“You wanna waste your allowance? Fuckin’ fine,” you grumble under your breath, making damn well sure your icy glare is received and, yeah, the irritating smirk that widens across Baji’s face when you continue on your path to your demise means your message is read, crystal clear. He just doesn’t give a shit.

Taking a deep breath, you square your shoulders and practically march towards where Mikey is casually munching on fresh taiyaki, legs crisscrossed as he sits atop an old crate.

Oh, man. What would’ve been worse: interrupting one of Mikey’s naps or interrupting him mid-snack?

(Un)Luckily, you get to experience one of them today!

When your footsteps lead you to where you don’t want to be, you stop to stand directly in front of your target, who doesn’t immediately look up in your presence. Simply keeps munch, munch, munching.

It gives you a chance to hesitate, a chance to rethink your reckless decision, a chance to back out and save yourself from a one-sided ass beating.

Alas, the chance to make that split-second decision vanishes when deep, dark eyes flicker up to meet yours, the owner’s expression reading that he’s not exactly bothered to see you there, rather, simply curious to know what you want.

It’s the perfect moment to get this bet over and done with, so, along with your prayers, you just go outright and say it.

“‘Sup, Piss Boy.”

Mikey stops chewing, and you already feel your heart about to burst out of your chest.

The room comes to a dead silence, making it all the more nerve-wracking when, following a dreadful minute of absolutely nothing, Toman’s leader speaks.

“What.”

It’s the only word he says, voice low, emotionless, and instead of it being a question, it’s a demand, a challenge even, to dare you to reaffirm what couldn’t have possibly come out of your mouth.

You remind yourself to breathe, while mentally preparing yourself to get decked in the face, ‘cause it’s way too late to backpedal now. One of your feet is already in the grave; it wouldn’t hurt to speed things up and launch your entire body in there.

“Nothing. I just- I wanted to know how my, uh...my little piss boy is...doing?”

Well, you lived a good life.

Mikey stares at you, unblinking.

One second passes. Two.

Then-

“Are you into that?”

“I- Huh?”

“Baji said you’re into some weird stuff, but that’s pretty fucking dirty, (Y/n). Even dirtier than Ken-chin’s tastes.”

(”Don’t fucking drag me into this shit.”)

Seeing the horrified confusion on your face, Mikey’s head tilts ever so slightly to the side.

“You want me to take a leak on you, right?” he asks, and that’s when your soul says its farewell, leaving behind a red-faced corpse on the verge of combusting. Bringing a hand to his chin, he adds, “Or, did you want to piss on me?”

You thought getting beat up by Mikey would be bad?

No, no, no.

You’d gladly take that over this humiliation.

“Hey, Baji! What did the couple in your porn mag do? Did they take turns or what?”

And Baji, the piece of shit, can’t hold it in anymore and breaks out in the most obnoxious laughter, the kind that’s loud, unrestrained, and has him doubling over, gasping for air.

“Oh, fuck, this is gold!” He’s wheezing at this point, triggering a few of the others to start laughing as well, including Mitsuya, who, to his credit, at least tries to stifle his laughter. “Ask (Y/n) what he prefers! Ask!”

At the other boy’s persistence, Mikey raises an eyebrow at you, giving you his full attention as though genuinely curious to know what your pissing preferences are. It causes the flush coloring your face to turn 10 shades darker and 10 degrees hotter.

You don’t know what’s worse: the fact that your friends now think you have a piss kink, or the fact that Mikey is open to exploring said kink with you.

“So, what’ll it be?”

“I...” What do you even say in this situation?

“Do you want me to pee on you?” Mikey asks again in a much softer voice, hoping it’ll reassure you into giving him a direct answer. He doesn’t want to scare you, no. Knowing how nervous you get around him, he’s been doing his best to show only the good sides of himself to you.

That must be why he takes your hand in his, giving it a little squeeze to encourage you to speak up. What he doesn’t know, is that as opposed to being comforted by the kind action, it makes you feel mortified, especially at the insinuation of you wanting him to release his bodily fluids on you.

So mortified, actually, that the first thing that comes out of your mouth is an unintentionally shy, “Please, don’t pee on me...”

You realize your mistake the second those words are said.

Ahh! No! That’s not what you were supposed to say!

Why didn’t you say you don’t want anything to do with piss in general?!

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

Your head is spinning, thoughts going haywire after misspeaking , but what really sends you over the edge is the, admittedly, cute little smile you catch on Mikey’s face. Now, not only is your head in disarray, so is your heart.

“Alright. Since it’s you, I’ll let you do it.”

Nope. That’s it for you. Time to clock out of consciousness.

Thump!

“Oh. He passed out.”

Abrupt as it is, your passing out is of no concern whatsoever to Mikey. Nah, he finds it endearing as hell and crouches down to admire your ‘sleeping’ face.

“He must’ve been super happy,” he fondly muses, completely ignoring Draken’s advice to make sure you’re still breathing in favor of stroking your head and pinching your cheeks. 

(”He might die, dumbass. I’m tellin’ ya.”

“He won’t. (Y/n)’s strong.”)

On the other side of the room, Baji has zero fuel left in him to bark out another laugh at Mikey and his gullibility when it comes to wooing the person he fancies, though he does have the energy to wipe away the tears at the corners of his eyes.

“Best $20 I’ve ever spent,” he blissfully remarks to Chifuyu.

“Baji-san, this isn’t how you play matchmaker.”

“Dude, this is exactly how you play matchmaker.”

To prove his point, the long-haired teen points back to where Mikey is sitting beside you on the ground, carrying out a normal conversation with Draken, like there isn’t an unconscious person right beside them.

“Ken-chin, where should I take (Y/n) for our first date?”

“Huh? Date? I thought he was just gonna piss on you?”

“That means he likes me, Ken-chin,” Mikey explains, sounding, for all it’s worth, similar to a parent teaching their child a new life lesson. “And if the person I like likes me enough to want to piss on me, then, obviously, I should take him on a date.”

It makes no fucking sense, but if Mikey wants to believe that your love language is spilling less than desirable bodily fluids on each other, then so be it.

Because for him, anything goes as long as it’s you.

Not only are you $20 richer, you also scored yourself a date with someone that would let you take a piss on them and vice versa.

Aren’t you a lucky guy?

[leejungchans]

— juliet on kingdom (episode 7).

juliet’s masterlist

from may 13’s episode

note: read the tweets from the bottom up 💕 keep in mind that this contains spoilers in case you want to watch the episode first :3 more under the cut bc this gets LONG ahjdhwjd 😔

— juliet’s outfit;

disclaimer: the blurring of faces in my outfit collages is in no way meant as a form of disrespect, the sole purpose is to put the focus on the hairstyle and there is absolutely no ill intent. thank you for understanding!!

so everyone really kinda freaked out last episode

bc they didn’t see juliet in the previews for the unit stages

she wasn’t with jongho, eunkwang and seungmin

nor was she with 3racha and joong

so that would leave the performance unit right??

atinys were desperately zooming into screenshots of the performance unit stage for any sign of our girl

and found nothing :(

even in the preview that came after the first one, she was nowhere to be seen 😔

eventually some people started theorising if it was bc mnet didn’t let her participate for whatever reason

and the truth is...drumroll please 🥁

SURPRISE

the boys sent her to be in the rap unit with joong 😋😋

mnet just didn’t show her scenes in the first two previews (like they did with minhyuk)

but she was in the previews where they went to jyp 🥺🥺

she was paired up with jisung for the 120-second interview :3

just two shy besties uwu

“why? why are you laughing?” jisung whines, “and right after you looked at my face too!”

juliet continues to laugh, hiding the lower half of her face behind her hands. “sorry, sorry, i’m not laughing at you, i promise!” she says between giggles, “i just didn’t expect us to be so nervous.”

“ah, i get shy around new people, more than what people would expect. so that’s kinda why i’m a bit awkward right now.”

“i’m like that too, but i thought we became closer friends during the sports day filming! i’m hurt!” she says, placing a hand over her heart.

“no, no, no!” jisung defends, waving his hands frantically, “we did! i’m still shy, i guess.”

“not shy, not me!” juliet sings in response, doing the hand movement in the choreography of itzy’s song.

stunned into silence by the sudden reference of his label-mates, jisung blinks at her owlishly before a loud ‘pft’ sound emits from both of them, and they dissolve into giggles once more.

“okay, okay,” she says, sobering up a little after a few seconds. “we need to do this seriously. no more being awkward! awkward is just a mindset.”

jisung’s eyes widen. “woah, you’re right. we won’t feel awkward if we just tell ourselves that we’re being cool.”

she nods approvingly. “exactly. we are cool.”

“okay then, let’s go!” he shouts enthusiastically, earning muffled snickers from the other members who are sitting off-screen.

juliet and jisung go quiet again from his outburst. she even tried to bite the inside of her cheek to stifle any laughter, but her efforts are futile as they both promptly collapse to the ground in a fit of giggles.

“i-i don’t think we can do this,” juliet wheezes to the cameras, clutching her stomach as tears gather in the corners of her eyes. beside her, jisung isn’t faring any better as he attempts to catch his breath.

off-screen, changbin playfully complains, “yah! what are you two doing? you’re supposed to be doing an interview!”

when she entered the jyp café with joong and minhyuk 3racha was like omg hiiiiiii

no one was happier than chan to see her 🥺

AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE OI OI OI

3racha made her, joong and minhyuk sing their orders 💀💀

minhyuk: juliet your ears are so red lmao

juliet: [quickly untucks her hair so it covers her ears] do i really have to do this? 😭😭

chan: yes you do bestie 🤩

“[sighs] americanoooo~ joha joha~”

hongjoong: [cringes but also uwu bc she’s his baby]

3racha: kqjejwjdnsj awwww

minhyuk: ohhhhh~ cuteeee

smh juliet stop (unintentionally) collecting men 😔

okay but changbin treated them all with his jyp artist points 🥺🥺🥺 changbin best boy

juliet, to chan: i’ll come next time to use up your points 😼

minhyuk: me too!! juliet let’s go together!!!

yeah she malfunctioned for a second bc The™️ lee minhyuk just said that and he was her celebrity crush for the longest time pls

she is the most successful melody 😔

she was so excited when they all went to chan’s studio

“ohhhHhh so this is the famous chan’s room 😼 honoured to be here mate”

pls they named themselves 6racha and were literally just having a blast in the studio 😭😭😭

minhyuk: your voice sounds so different when you rap!!

juliet: really? 😅😅 i didn’t really notice

minhyuk: yeah it’s cool :]

okay but when they went to jypbob for lunch

she was so amazed by all the food

“😮😮😮 THIS ALL LOOKS SO GOOD WTF”

the Jeekies™️ making their debut on national tv

yes both jisung’s and juliet’s 🥰🥰

she was so shy when the others in mayfly came to watch rap unit’s rehearsal 😭😭😭

also everyone in the mayfly vocal and dance units went ❓❓❓ where is juliet????? shouldn’t she be here??????

felix: where’s my bestie :(

no lixliet for the unit stages 💔

wooyoung/jongho: oh she’s in the rap unit :D

“WDYM SHE’S IN THE RAP UNIT??????”

okay but as much of a power move this is, she was also so so so nervous

like, the most nervous she’s ever been on kingdom

bc she’s going to be performing with so many incredible rappers, juliet knows that she really has to give it her all to keep up with them

so she was Big Stressed™️ and not in a fun way

it was more of a “oh god what if i’m way too far behind and the difference in skill is so obvious that i cost our groups points????” way

but in true queen fashion, she definitely killed it during rehearsals and everyone in the unit reassured her that she had nothing to worry about 🥺🥺

move over round 2 juliet bc if you thought that was the last we’d see of rapper juliet, you have a big storm coming 😼😼

she rapped with hongjoong before he joined changbin, then rejoined the performance to rap with chan!!

aussie line stans are well fed ✨✨

girlie was collecting everyone in the audience 😼

pls but ateez was so proud of her bc they knew how stressed she was about this performance 😭😭😭

she was so relieved when mayfly won that she teared up before being pulled into the group hug :(((

“i’m so relieved by the results,” juliet says to the cameras during their backstage interview, the other members in the rap unit nodding in agreement. “we all had a lot of fun preparing for this performance, and i’m just really proud of us.”

“wait,” minhyuk says, tone laced with concern, “are you tearing up? why? we did well!”

hongjoong, sitting in the back row, reaches forward to pat juliet on the shoulder comfortingly as she goes silent to suppress the tears. “she was really stressed preparing for this performance, so she’s a bit overwhelmed right now,” he explains for her.

juliet inhales deeply before saying, “because our unit has so many great rappers, i felt burdened because i was scared that my rapping wouldn’t be up to par with everyone else’s. but everyone was so encouraging and kind, and it really helped me push through the pressure, so i’m very thankful.”

“ey, you did so well,” jisung says enthusiastically. “we never worried about your performance!”

now that their rap unit finished performing she could sit back and enjoy the other performances!!

she was mesmerised by it’s one’s dance unit bc their performance was so beautiful

she said :OOOOOO

then came mayfly’s dance unit!!!!

“MAYFLY LET’S GOOOOOOOO”

pls she was their biggest hypewoman 😭😭😭😭

literally screamed during san and felix’s part

then when wooyoung and felix did the stunt????

she lost her SHIT

the way mnet cut from chan’s worried “felix?” to juliet’s “FELIXXXXXX :D” 😭

“YEAHHHHHHHHH MAYFLYYYYY!!!!”

pls she was so so proud 😭😭😭😭😭😭

in conclusion mayfly are besties now ❤️❤️

— fan reactions;

a/n: hello is everyone okay because I AM NOT 💔💔 all the stages from today were so so good and i’m so proud of all the units 🤧🤧💗 i NEED the studio versions of all the songs from today <//3 (and from round 2 too 😭) also lemme know if you’d like to see the full version of jisung and juliet’s 120 sec interview!! 😋 (though i’m prolly gonna write it anyways whdjwhs) your feedback and support means a lot to me so tysm!! 🥺❤️

[headspace-hotel]

Body Positivity + Writing

So some of my recent reading partially inspired me to make this post, but also jk Rowling being discussed over the past few days. The discussion of the types of bigotry and prejudice in her writings reminded me of something that always subtly bothered me about the Harry Potter books: how they characterized people based on their appearance, making evil characters fat or else portraying them as ugly in some way.

And it’s very common to end up using a character’s physical appearance to hint at the kind of person they are, and pretty natural too, since we want to start developing them as a person right away. But this leads to falling into unfortunate and negative stereotypes.

So I decided to write out some guiding thoughts on portraying different types of bodies in writing and some of those harmful tropes.

So this is one of the most obvious things to avoid, but it’s still a trope I see even in recently published stuff all the time: making a villainous character fat to characterize them as greedy, or obsessed with pleasure or comfort. Now, this is something that people actually believe, that being overweight is a physical manifestation of some kind of moral deformity, but it just doesn’t reflect reality. Even apart from any type of moral symbolism, writers sometimes make an evil character fat as a sort of way to make us feel disgusted with them, and describe the character’s body in nasty and negative ways to further this disgust. But it’s not a good thing to do, since there are real readers who are going to see themselves in your descriptions.

Furthermore, in general it’s common for writers to use really dehumanizing language and comparisons to describe fat people, often saying that their faces or bodies look like some unpleasant non-human thing or substance. This is, for reasons already articulated, bad.

I almost want to say that it’s a good idea to keep an eye on any time you start using lots of non-human comparisons to describe a character, because I feel they’re commonly used in conjunction with racist or misogynistic or otherwise prejudiced sorts of description. There’s a line between quirky, unique description and dehumanizing description. If you describe a man as being as tall, straight and prickly as a pine tree, that’s pretty delightful, and it isn’t really relating his appearance to some negative aspect of his character. If you compare a man to a rat, that obviously has negative connotations, and also associates those connotations with appearance whether you intend to or not—pointy nose, large teeth, maybe. It is, of course, important when writing such descriptions to keep in mind what sorts of description have racist or antisemitic connections, and avoid unintentionally evoking those things.

Do be careful about a character who is fat being described as completely unable to do any kind of physically strenuous thing at all. Obviously your body type puts limits on what you can do physically—that character is going to have a rough time with, say, running long distances—but what we view as “strong” and “healthy” is very warped and just from my experiences in martial arts, being chubby does not stop you from being incredibly strong, having a lot of stamina in a fight, and in general being able to kick someone’s ass. For god’s sake, just because a character has a belly doesn’t mean they’re going to be wheezing climbing stairs. (I think there’s the presumption that if this character exercised at all they would lose the weight. That’s really not how it works.)

A character who is strong or a fighter doesn’t have to have abs. They don’t have to have super defined muscles. They definitely won’t be chiseled and toned and shit like a bodybuilder. They have a FUNCTIONAL body and theyre not doing strict diets and weird juice cleanses for the Aesthetic to put on their Instagrams. A strong character is going to be very solid and have a lot of mass but it’s not going to look all defined and shit, unles they’re like actively flexing.

There are, obviously, lots of problems with how women are written about, and a lot of those problems extend to their bodies specifically. Maybe the most common broad problem I see with describing women and their bodies in fiction is how often they’re described in terms of how attractive they are. Sometimes this is very overt—the narrator points out the size of her breasts and the shape of her body in a way that’s clearly centering all description of her based on how sexually attractive she is. Sometimes it can be subtler, like when a description seems to be running through a comparison and contrast with a woman in her 20’s who is thin but with curves in all the right places, pointing out all the places that you’d expect to have attractive or unattractive qualities described and essentially judging them even if not obviously. If you say that a woman is in her late thirties but looks younger and that she has thin lips but deep blue eyes, you’re still describing her in terms of attractiveness even if you aren’t being overly sexual about it. That is, there shouldn’t be any “but” about having thin lips and blue eyes. Those are just qualities of her face.

The same goes for describing women we’re supposed to dislike as having masculine characteristics.

Let. Female. Fighters. LOOK. Like. Fighters. If your female character is a warrior or assassin or soldier and has trained for much of her life for it but she still has slender feminine shoulders and a thin body and a thigh gap im calling bullshit. (Look at any of the Throne of Glass covers if you want to know what I mean. Her thigh gap. Ugh.) She will have put on muscle mass, lots of it, and that means she’s going to look a little bit bulky. Big arms, thick solid shoulders, massive thighs. Your male character shouldn’t be thinking “omg she’s so smol and light” when picking her up, he should be more like “SHIT ARE YOU MADE OF PAVING STONE?” because muscle is very dense and results in you being heavier than you look.

Please let female characters be BIG. please give us at least the occasional woman that is like 6’2” and beefy af.

Scars don’t have to come in two forms, “hideously disfiguring” and “sexy.” Scars don’t have to have some kind of horrible angst attached to them either. Characters can have scars with funny stories behind them, or not much of a story at all.

I’ll probably add more stuff to this as I think of it.

[writingforfunsies]

The Demon Brothers: Their Sense of Humor Headcanons

aaa my first post of headcanons! so this is me practicing writing about the demon bros and posting my writing for the first time to the internet 👉👈 i had fun writing this and i hope you can enjoy this too! 💕

Lucifer

A very teasing sense of humor, spoken with a small smirk on his face.

Somehow makes dirty jokes sound classy.

Makes puns and dad jokes with a straight face. He loves wordplay.

Appreciates clever jokes that needs you to think to understand them.

Dry humor. Tells jokes with a deadpan look on his face that sometimes ends up with you wondering whether or not he's being intentionally funny.

One of the brothers that has dark humor.

Mammon

This boyo is weak for puns. Especially the terrible ones.

Very cheeky and silly sense of humor. Can be a bit teasing.

He loves memes. Send him older memes and he'll crack up. Send him newer memes and he'll quickly search it up first before sending you back a variation of the meme that he finds hilarious.

Makes funny faces to you from across the room. Bonus point if you make funny faces back.

Makes jokes on the spot, improvising based on something that have just happened.

Laughs at his own jokes.

The kind of person that can't stop laughing before he can finish telling his joke.

Leviathan

One of the brothers who will laugh if you fall down. He'll definitely help you up, but only after he finishes laughing.

You'll have lots of inside jokes with him. It makes him happy if you two have inside jokes that only you two understand about.

Anime references sprinkled throughout his jokes.

"Hmm. Just according to keikaku."

Meme creator. He's up to date with the latest memes. Sometimes your messages with him only consist of you two sending memes back and forth.

Finds it hilarious when someone is getting roasted.

Laughs at self-depreciating jokes but if he tries to make them himself, he just sounds sad :(

Satan

Blunt and witty. Can be very dry.

Sarcasm galore.

Makes intelectual and well thought out jokes.

Topical humor. He'll make jokes that you'll understand only if you're up to date with current news and trends.

One time you've caught him reading a book on human history. He was hunching over on his seat, wheezing, because he "can't believe humans were that stupid."

On that note, tell him history jokes. This nerd loves them.

Offensive jokes but apologizes when your feelings are hurt.

Will chuckle at puns but you'll rarely hear him make one.

Asmodeus

Is weak for puns but insisted that he doesn't like them. Make some terrible puns around him and you'll find his lips twitching, trying really hard not to smile.

If you make a dirty joke around him, he'll be giggling. He'll tease you back with an even dirtier joke.

Also finds amusement when someone is getting roasted.

Most of the time, he's the one doing the roasting. He comes up with the best and hilarious insults.

Likes watching stand up comedies. You showed him a John Mulaney video once and he's been hooked since.

Surprisingly enjoys dark humor but you'll never hear him make one.

Beelzebub

Laughs at the silliest things.

Some puns goes over his head but when he gets them, he'll give you a wide, amused grin and tell you another pun as well.

Loves funny stories. He's got many funny stories that always make other people laugh when they hear it.

Laugh loudly when you send him the vine, "So I was sitting there, barbecue sauce on my titties..."

Is unintentionally funny a lot of the times.

Will definitely laugh when someone farts. He likes gag jokes.

Belphegor

Very dark humor.

Also loves self-depreciating jokes.

Slapsticks will get him chuckling.

He makes clever puns. He will let out a groan if you tell him horrible ones but he can't help smiling a bit.

He loves offensive and controversial jokes and he never apologizes for it.

A bit teasing sometimes.

The kind of person that will lean over and whisper funny comments to you while in a serious setting, causing you to cough to cover your laugh.

[mangospams]

yeeeh is cute i think 😆😆 also oh i didnt even think of witchtrials :0 and honestly? im kinda livin for it. Like he loooves playing cat and mouse with you and unintentionally falls in love just tryin to tempt and tease you but, he doesnt reeeallllyyy care abt a pathetic lowly human now does he? nahhh hes a mighty demon if he wants a plaything he could have anyone, at least that what he tells himself for now. Fast forward until the day of the trial, you anxiously fight against your ties,ropes tight and burning into your sore red scraped flesh, youre begging, pleading for your innocence and for a short moment the executioner looks at you, he pauses, and theres a moment of relief, a glint of hope "silence, witch" and with that all hope you had left shattered like fine china, you felt the pit in your stomach sink even heavier,your stomach churned, and the sheer fear of death nestled deep into your being, immobalizing you, caging you in yourself completely. Oh, you wished for that pesky demon to dissapear, but never thought hed ever ever let go, well not up until you needed him to proove his exsistence of course. Tsk, you should've known not to play with a demon, a creature which enjoyed the suffering of others, revelled in the very dispair, which is coursing like lead through your veins right now. You opened your eyes, the water was calm below you. It allowed you to see deeper into the abyss that would await you very, very soon. You drew your last, shaky breath, before you got shoved in, the icy water swallowed you whole, it was hard holding your breath and keeping your eyes shut with the coldness digging like needles under your skin. Up until you felt a warm embrace surround you, it was kind of peaceful, was it over already? smiling you slowly opened your eyes wholly expecting to see jesus, just to see dabi starring right back at you. You wheezed in shock, somehow he managed to look even worse than when he first manifested before you. You had to use your hands to block you from screaming and costing you more air. His horrible demonic serpent eyes were darting, undeciding on which eyeball to concentrate on, "Idiot! why are you smiling when youre bout to die?!" You feel your chest constrict as it tries pathetically to heave for air, you felt sick , Dabis eyes widened "Quick, make a deal with me, kiss me and youll be a witch, youll be able to brea-" thats all you needed, instinct moved you and your lips found his, he gasped in surprise but you pushed further n all he did was return the frevor, you breathed him in as you two shared this moment, you gave into pure sin as your lips pushed against his rough ones, teeth awkwardly clinking against eachother as he turned his head to kiss you deeper. His arms wrapped around your waist to hold you tighter and you couldve sworn he was purring into the kiss as he smiled against your lips gleefully. It was done, the pact was sealed, you were now a witch and, wholly dabis soulmate now-😈

Oh I love this so so much!!! I’d write a while fic about this honestly!!

I just imagine Dabi and reader emerging from the water much to the horror of the towns people. They didn’t know that you were involved with such a powerful demon and now there’s no going back. You’re with him forever now but that’s what he wanted now 💖💕