#like asking the most outlandish things and playing dumb

[call-me-pup2]

I think it needs to be studied how so many 'submissive' men are so pushy

They're in my comments and dms being so ridiculously overbearing and sometimes even refuse to acknowledge me outright telling them no or to stop

Like Sir I am not your dom and did we forget about consent?

[i-smoke-chapstick]

What advice or tips do you have for a writer wanting to write the characters from Succession for the first time (Shiv, Kendall, Roman, Tom, Greg etc)

Not sure if this was meant for me, since I haven't yet written for Succession, but I can still try my best to help out! Here are some tips <3 Sorry for the long post.

Whenever I'm writing for a character, I really try to incorporate their canon dialect and dialogues here and there. For instance, Roman stutters on his words quite a bit erratically, and Greg has a lots of "uh"s and "oh"s and awkward, bumbling uncertainty. It's all about the characters voice, because I find fanfics with lots of dialogue to be the most enjoyable! If I was writing for succession, I'd typically try to follow these tips for each character,

Shiv: Shiv sometimes speaks with an underlying tone of superiority, and a lot of her interactions also have fraught tension. When writing a character, you need to look at their insecurities and desires to get a feel for what they want vs. how they express it. Shiv struggles with a desire to prove herself, but wants power. Because of this, she's blunt in all the wrong ways.

This sounds dumb, but I always do a short writing exercise beforehand and I really encourage it! One of my favorite things to do is just imagine the conversation I'm trying to write. For instance, if Y/N were ask Shiv what her favorite color was. She might say something like,

"My favorite color? Seriously, Y/N, that's the question you come up with? Well, if we're going to play this game, I guess I'll indulge you. Let's see... I don't know, maybe the color of money? Honestly, I'm more concerned with the color of success, and right now, it's looking pretty green to me."

Kendall: Similarly stutters like Roman, and can switch between being aggressive and vulnerable.

Here again with the favorite color theory:

"Uh, favorite color? That's a... good question. You know, it's, uh, probably something classic. Black. Yeah, black. It's, uh, timeless, powerful. Like, I don't know, it's just... it's a strong color. Represents, like, the intensity and, uh, the seriousness of, you know, life and business." (Long example, but I'll dive into this!)

Succession characters are very human. The pauses in their words, their overuse of "like" and "uh" (especially for Kendall). I try to use Kendall's "media trained" upbringing as a way for him to spin the question into something flattering for himself. Like if he was in an interview.

While as If we were writing for Roman, he might say something like,

"My favorite color? Seriously? Okay, um, let's go with... I don't know, red? Yeah, red. It's bold, it's sexy. Plus, it's the color of blood, and blood is, like, life or whatever. Or maybe it's just 'cause I look good in it. Either way, red. Final answer."

Roman has a lot more vulgarity in his dialogue, as well as pop-culture references and anything completely outlandish. Sometimes I like piecing together canon dialogue from the show to form answers as well, because the reader can more affectively imagine the character saying it!

Tom: When you're writing a character like Tom, his interactions really depend on whoever he's talking too, and how stressed he is about a situation. If he's speaking to a reader whose a Roy, or more powerful than him in a way, he's fumbling; not trying to impress them per se, but trying to fit in. Also, if in this universe you're writing, Shiv is apart of, Shiv is just a major part of his character in general, he'll probably mention her now and again. Once again, the favourite color theory!

"Oh, my favorite color? Well, I'd have to say blue. It's calming, you know? Reliable. Like a good, steady stock that just keeps going up. Plus, it’s a color that commands a certain... respect. Not too flashy, but still, quite distinguished. And, well, Shiv looks great in blue, so there's that too."

Now, if you're writing for someone like Greg who asks the question, someone who he doesn't view as a threat, Tom is much more assertive and aggressive. He'd be more sarcastic, less enthused, and simply wouldn't care. Might not even answer the question. He has the same loose, condescending tone as Shiv would.

"Oh, my favorite color? You know, Y/N, of all the things you could ask me—my thoughts on the latest market trends, insights on corporate strategy, or even just what I had for breakfast—you went with favorite color. Remarkable. Adorable, really. Y/N, what is this? Preschool? Do I look like someone who has time to contemplate the nuances of the color spectrum?"

Greg: Poor Greg.

"Ah, favorite color, huh? Well, that's a tough one. I reckon I'd have to go with a good ol' forest green. Reminds me of these long hikes through the woods back home. Plus, it's just got this calming vibe to it, you know? Like being surrounded by nature's...embrace." Que the awkward cough, realizing he's ranting or saying things that don't quite sound right.

Greg is more compassionate, more air-headed then the Roy's. He's probably the only one on this list to add a subtle,

"What about you?" To make more semi-awkward conversation.

Okay, Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. I really don't think this was meant for my blog, but regardless, I love questions like these <3

[hungry-eel]

The Gluttony showcased in Octavinelle (reupload)

Before I begin with the main content, if you see this and notice that it may possibly seem familiar, that’s because it is. I originally uploaded this onto an old and abandoned secondary account, where around the time I was still in a bit of denial of my stuffing interests. I decided to polish and RE uploaded this analysis onto here because one, it honestly suits this account more, and two, I want this to reach its intended target audience that this blog revolves around, I hope you enjoy this analysis, and with that, let’s get back to the regular scheduled program. —

Hello! I hope you are all doing well! In the past, I have mentioned that Octavinelle is the embodiment of gluttony, and that I would elaborate on that statement more. Well, this is the post where I elaborate on the statement.

Please be aware that although I am going to try and show some cannon proof, at least for this first part, this is still overall just something silly that I enjoy talking about, and having dumb fun with. This is something that doesn't have to be taken entirely seriously, nor is this a statement that I am trying to prove as absolutely true. It just happened to be that I found some cannon connections from my observations.

Be prepared for spoilers from here on!!!

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Azul ~

As of right now, the Azul we have currently doesn't seem to be all that much of a glutton (when it comes to food). However, something else that is also a highly crucial part of Azul’s character was how he was an ex-glutton. Azul goes out of his way to avoid going back to his old roots and maintaining a slim figure, often trying to eat a restrictive and balanced diet. Although Azul has the desire to maintain his health and slim figure, he still does not enjoy the process, and especially preferring fried foods over health foods. He still doesn’t like when others pressure him to eat a lot, even if it’s with his favorite foods, but will still seize any opportunities that he can to enjoy his favorite foods, weather it’s birthdays or other private occasions. Azul is also very well equipped in knowing how to run restaurants as his grandma ran a restaurant, and runs a restaurant himself currently, that being the Mostro Lounge.

Azul’s incessant want to create new contracts as well as the consistent desire for power and control, can also be interpreted as a form of overindulgence on Azul’s end; no matter how much power he has over those he is controlling, it is never enough for him and he always wants more of that power.

In Azuls Birthday Boy card, his groovy art has Jade handing him a plate of chicken and also has a couple of home screen lines asking what we were implying when we were giving him food.

Floyd ~

Floyd has his own personal knack for food, as he enjoys snacking, and indulging in various amounts of his favorite foods such as takoyaki and candy. Even the shelves in his room is lined by snack bags that he uses to have midnight snacks. Floyd has also mentioned in his birthday boy vignette, that he likes to play food games with Jade where they try the most outlandish food combinations possible. Whenever Azul comes back during any of these games, they would try and eat all of the evidence. There was also a brief moment in Treys lab coat vignette where according to Jade, he had to look for more strawberries as a result from Floyd gorging on their current strawberry supply.

Jade ~

Now with Jade, he is an entirely different beast in it of itself! I have always been fascinated with Jade in the sense that when you first see him, he would be the last person you would expect would have a large appetite, especially as he always appears to be very poise and classy, but the more you look into his character, the more clear his tendencies become and its so hard to not see. Because of such there is much more to talk about with Jade than with the other two characters.

Here is a list of canonical things that Jade has done already.

Jade loves to heavily indulge in his hobbies and passions especially when it comes to mountaineering, terrariums, cooking, and his fascination with mushrooms. When it comes to mushrooms in particular, he both enjoys eating mushrooms himself, and finds pleasure in watching others indulge in mushrooms as well (showcased in Jade’s Labcoat Vignette).

In Book five, Jade mentions to Grim that primarily goes to the mountains to search for food. More specifically to try and harvest edible plants and organisms. During which Grim asks, "So basically, you just go to the mountains and scavenge for grub?" and Jade responding with, "Heh heh. I certainly wash and cook what I find, but generally speaking, yes."

There are two notable Home Screen lines where Jade mentions about his eating. One with his PE uniform where he mentions how he has to eat before working out as he lacks energy efficiency. The other one is with his Birthday Boy where one of his lines states, “Are you surprised by how much I eat? Heh heh, I get that a lot. It's why I'm so tall.”

It is hinted and shown throughout various Home Screen lines and vignettes that Jade likes to try many various types of unique foods, either out of interest and/or to create new recipes for the Mostro Lounge.

Legitimately almost all of the harveston event! Just in his event vignette alone he ate over five servings with Sebek and even afterwards wanted to grab desert. Even Sebek, who is also a pretty hearty eater, even admits that Jade has eaten more than him. Jades and Sebeks escapades are just as prominent in the main even itself where Jade is tasked by Azul to try as many unique dishes as possible so they can be added to the mostro lounge menu. Jade proceeds to try out different kinds of foods at the vendors, and in the celebration the night before the game, Jade and Sebek were tearing through the buffet.

In addition, here is some other moments that revolves around Octavinelle in general.

At the very end of the Beans day event, Jade and Floyd have an exchange on how they were craving shawarmas.

Jade and Floyd generally point out how little Azul eats and occasionally tease him about it as well. In the Halloween event when Azul comments on how watching Ruggie eat gives him heartburn, Jade replies by saying, "I believe you could put him to shame if you felt so inclined."

In Jade’s Halloween Vignette, Ruggie mentions on how Jade and Floyd are well built for Apple bobbing as they are tall with pointy teeth.

Both of the tweels have mentioned at least once that they eat a lot because they are so tall or that they are growing boys.

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A question that I have heard often is why say Octavinelle in particular? Besides, there are other characters that also showcase gluttonous tendencies, some may even more so than most of the octatrio.

I say Octavinelle in particular as it is the only dorm where all of the students exhibit the traits in one way or another, as well as serving the aesthetics of the dorm, with its lounge being a restaurant. Octavinelle is also the only dorm where this topic had at least a bit of a curtail point in its Book, that being with Azul’s backstory and how he used to be chubby and an ex-glutton.

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Headcanons!

Here is a small list of some of the headcanons that I have that circle around the topic. I might add more headcanons to the blog as I go, and if anyone else has any headcanons of their own, feel free to share them with me.

Jade is the complete opposite of Azul regarding food and dieting. While Azul tries his best to eat healthily, with moderate portions, Jade eats the most unhealthy foods out of the trio and eats the most out of them as well. Jade also likes to taunt Azul with that fact as well.

Floyd is the kind of character who would most likely eat anything even if it seems inedible.

Jade and Ruggie like to often join together just to try out many different kinds of foods together, similar to what happened in Ruggie's School uniform vignette, and Jade's harveston vignette. There would also be times were I would joke that Jade, Ruggie, and Sebek would band together just to have food.

I like to imagine that the Coral Sea is like a dog-eat-dog world, and along with this, the tweels have to rely on hunting other live fish for their own survival. When coming onto land, the tweels had to learn that they shouldn't hunt for animals publicly.

Whenever there are instances where Azul has to leave the Mostro lounge for an extensive amount of time, Jade and Floyd would keep trying to take advantage of that time to play their game where they eat weird food combinations (mentioned in Floyd's birthday vignette).

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Thank you so very much for reading my essay rambling on a topic that, to be frank, is overall goofy and silly. If there was anything that I missed or forgot to mention feel free to let me know. Otherwise, I certainly had a lot of fun making this, and I hope you found some entertainment or even some insight from this as well!

[adamwatchesmovies]

The Mask (1994)

If you were born in the late ‘80s or early ‘90s, you idolized Jim Carrey at some point. In second grade, my class received an assignment to write a biography on our favorite Canadian sports athlete. I didn’t have one so I asked the teacher if I could do mine on Jim Carrey (he was born in Ontario). Four of my classmates asked the same thing. Carrey’s big break was Ace Ventura: Pet Detective but that film has aged so dreadfully its finale is unwatchable – even if you keep in mind it was made 30 years ago. A much better way to indulge your nostalgia for the comedian is to revisit Dumb and Dumber or today's movie: The Mask.

Insecure bank teller Stanley Ipkiss (Carey) finds a magical mask in the Edge City river. After putting it on, the mask transforms him into a green-faced, zoot suit-wearing extrapolation of his inner self. With his newfound powers and confidence, Ipkiss gets even with those who’ve wronged him and romances Tina Carlyle (Cameron Diaz), the beautiful singer at the exclusive Coco Bongo club. In the process, he crosses paths with gangster Dorian Tyrell (Peter Greene).   There have been several attempts to make a live-action Looney Tunes film, none as successful at bringing the series’ violent slapstick sense of humor to life as The Mask (and with Coyote vs. Acme being shelved by David Zaslav, that won't change anytime soon). Putting on the mask does more than alter Ipkiss’ appearance and give him the confidence to say and do what he’s always wanted to; it allows him to pull giant mallets out of thin air, survive explosions, re-inflate himself after being flattened, move so fast he looks like a spinning tornado, etc. Jim Carrey excels at playing loud, outlandish catchphrase-spewing characters, making this superhero origin story (the film is based on the Dark Horse comic by Mike Richardson) the perfect vehicle for him. He also fares quite well as lovable loser Stanley Ipkiss. He has great chemistry with the most memorable character in the film: Ipkiss’ dog, Milo. As far as movie pets go, there aren’t many who have as much personality as this adorable, occasionally aggressive, mischievous and deceptively smart (for a dog) Jack Russell Terrier. The pooch may not have a character arc, but its multiple gags build upon each other and Milo plays a critical part in the story.    If you expected me to name Cameron Diaz as the co-star with whom Carrey has the best rapport, I’m getting to her now. The two actors have chemistry but they don't quite sizzle like they should. Or maybe it’s that Diaz (in her film debut) is so stunning that a part of you dismisses any sparks between them – she should be with you. After donning the mask, Stanley howls like the wolf in 1943's “Red Hot Riding Hood” while he watches her perform at the Coco Bongo. You’ll be right there along with him. Seeing her, you remember the first time you saw Marilyn Monroe. All you can say is “Wow!”, which makes you all the more grateful to see that she can keep up with the dance numbers and comedic sequences. As a memorable aspect of the film, she’s got stiff competition between Carrey, the dog and the special effects but she nonetheless stands out.    The Mask is a pretty standard superhero story that’s elevated by its willingness to go all the way with its cartoon motif, the unforgettable one-liners and memorable characters. On top of everyone previously mentioned, there’s Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway (Peter Riegert), the police officer who suspects Ipkiss – even though no ordinary man could pull off the moves he pulls -, his dopey partner Detective Doyle (Jim Doughan) and several big scenes that will stick with you long after the film is gone. Partially because they are funny but also because they showcase the film’s use of music, dance and cartoon logic.    Special effects can often date a picture. Even if those are still (mostly) convincing, jokes that haven’t aged well can make you regret you ever hit "play". The Mask makes extensive use of special effects. They still hold up. When it comes to the jokes, the film does it right. There is a point where a mask-wearing Ipkiss starts turning into a Pepe Le Pew type… but the fact that he’s too much and that his overly aggressive would-be romantic gestures make Tina uncomfortable are both acknowledged and part of the gag.

I must’ve seen The Mask over a dozen times as a kid (mostly in French and on VHS) but that was years ago. I thought I only remembered the broad strokes but nearly everything came flooding back as soon as I started watching. Part of that I can attribute to repetition but also to the fact that this comedy is packed with memorable scenes, lines and characters. It holds up. (October 5, 2024)

[elisparda]

This may be stupid or dumb but I believe in Ibuki x Mikan. I think it’s really cute and better for both of them and I’ll get right into that.

I think it’s just so cute, they both are cute and like I feel they would be cute together, be the cutest and most out of pocket couple out of the cast. They win all the cutest couple competition they cast would hold, mainly be Ibuki’s idea and Sonia would go along and basically sponsor the whole thing

I feel this would be wonderful for the both of them because they would learn off each other. Ibuki being Ibuki would ask things if Mikan and jokingly ask over the top things with Mikan. Mikan being Mikan would do it because she doesn’t want to lose what Ibuki feels for her. After some time Ibuki would notice Milan’s discomfort and relate it to her own. Ibuki would grow more and think more about Milan’s feelings and stop asking so many things or jokingly ask outlandish things. Ibuki would grow as a person and notice when people are uncomfortable and stop making the uncomfortable things happen. Well to the best of her ability, you can’t please everyone. And Ibuki would genuinely love Mikan and show her what true love is

Mikan would learn to say no to things. Now Mikan would take a lot longer to grow into this habit but slowly she would learn to start saying no to request and than once she does it enough with Ibuki she’ll try it with other people. I feel she would try it with Hajime and Fuyuhiko, those 2 would be the ones to respect her opinion and congratulate her for saying no. In general she would learn to stand up for herself and be more confident. And this might take even longer but she’ll even realize how much Ibuki truly loves her, she’ll learn to accept and love Ibuki back, not because Ibuki said let’s date but because she truly loves Ibuki and is thankful for everything she slowly done for Mikan. I also feel Ibuki would test Mikan without her knowing. A random test where Ibuki ask something if Mikan and would make her extremely uncomfortable and Mikan would have to say no. If Mikan doesn’t say no, Ibuki voids what she ask and explains to Mikan it’s okay to say, definitely to the ones you love, but if Mikan says no Ibuki they both celebrate Mikan progress till it becomes normal.

Also like why wouldn’t they be so cute together, like imagine they go to a party the DR2 cast puts together, they have a good time at the start but than Mikan shows she isn’t liking it, she feel uncomfortable and doesn’t want to be in the loud place. Ibuki would notice this from where ever she is in the party or like 6th sense it. She would take Mikan and they leave the party. They end up going home and enjoying their own personal time.

Also imagine the despair disease is still a thing, we saw how Mikan acted, basically just a fever. Imagine Ibuki taking care of Mikan and everything is more… hot~ you can say, Ibuki even takes advantage of this.

Ibuki pulls Mikan in by the waste and their faces are close, lips almost touching like they are about to kiss. Ibuki says something hot or sensual like “my turn to play nurse, would my patient like a full body check up” while placing her other hand on Mikan cheek

Mikan body already hot but now she blushing, she breathing heavy while Ibuki talks sexy to her, Mikan basically melting in Ibuki’s arms and there a moment of silence because Mikan doesn’t know how to react so Ibuki brings Mikan in for a kiss and the rest is history.

Mikan pushes Ibuki away because she doesn’t want to get Ibuki sick.

Anyways, this is my reason for loving Ibuki x Mikan, I understand at first glance they are nothing alike and don’t belong in a relationship but let me believe

[the-firebird69]

These guys have seen us to the work they know we can then we can get in a timely basis and their thing is they don't know if they should do it because they're getting kicked out and they really know it okay they know that they're asked to leave. You're playing kind of calls for it and they say I don't want to leave stuff behind but they're leaving and stuff that's actually theirs. What we say is you're leaving to make sense but we'd like to buy the land, so they don't get it now they're starting to understand it and they want to sit down and meet about it

Other areas of concern the horrible treatment our son is receiving is said to be cascading down and it's not it's my individuals here who always think they have a chance of kidnapping him. And they try everyday so he sees it all the time wait too many times. We're going to cut it short and never allow it again it's way too much we're going to start today. We hv a few people who don't understand the law at all and they simply have to leave real fast. It's terrible. And it's going to be a retribution against those people

We also have a lot of scofflass here they talked about in the meeting I'm being threatened to lower our Shields to try getting into it so I'm not going to start tightening up and then it's got a bolster elsewhere and it's happening and they're doing it and we're doing it. And thank God for this meeting. And it's necessary. They were moving now we're doing the job. It's a heartache cuz I can't stand you people you're stupid and they're wanting around him saying this dumb yesterday I turned it over to them and said you're dumber than a f****** pile of s*** and get away from me to some idiot the guy moves on some idiots laughing and making fun of him and said you put your s*** is so old and rancid nobody should listen to you but you don't have memories people try to get mad so he goes don't get mad he's so dumb you're just going to get in trouble after all that they just walk around moping. Mitch McConnell was sitting there sullen with a tear in his eye and he knew what you were going through and his gifted as well but he does the job. Just telling people to shut up and leave him alone. You heard you said whatever you said to finally it stood up to leave and he says I wonder who's moving me looks around and he saw Tommy f I said we can't even Target that guy and he's our own and he's doing the most of it so he organized people to do it it really made a big difference it made a huge difference today and tonight was what he did and people follow what he's saying is it growing moving to resist attacking the United States and he started it and he's got about half the force now but it's small now but it's going to get bigger when people realize that they're not going to back down it's going to get worse and worse and worse and they've got to stop doing it. My son says pray for Mitch it's the right thing for him to do it's probably too late but in history he'll be known as someone who's gifted and can think straight and for his people and himself and it's very rare and we acknowledge that it's past that point and people don't care this country doesn't love you for what your people are doing it hates you and what you doing is evil and he said oh there too but because you guys were right there in the military where we needed to be. It's time to tear up again and said these times are awful and we need to leave yes they don't want you here at all

The worst proceeding and the war is proceeding and the idiots are at the borders and they're in the ocean and they're trying to head this way and they are too close the submarines are within 500 miles and are being deleted the fleet itself is at 700 they've been told or you'll be fired upon and they're being hit and they are not withdrawing but hopefully it's trying to heat up and it's being hit. We also watching Trump and he's saying some stuff that's very outrageous and outlandish and he needs to be stopped I'm sitting in teams and he's saying is we need more a lot more common sense that I have it of course but a lot more a lot of us need more common sense he says he's going to do something and doesn't sound like it means it who cares he's got to go in and I mean into the grave and we're starting to understand that these people say that all the time and I'm not saying arsalenient I'm just saying it needs to happen faster and more often. We're getting to it now right now we're sending people in tons of them it is a huge huge huge influx.

The fleet is falling most of it will be gone in minutes the army's tried to advance and are destroyed

The morlok give the order to stream in. And BJ get some idea did some of these companies they said they bought and the max say they bought and we see them with a little bit of stock she's trying to pick one that looks like us and our son says narrow it down to eight and then like four so he's doing that and that's what we're doing please don't smell like this but it's stupid the max do it all the time. Oh he says. It's got four or five companies wants to bid them against each other this isn't there this huge holding company it'll be meet with Mac and it says oh yeah torture. So he's going to do that because he's going to call up and order a hundred and they make a little complex and it's nice I'm going to do it and with accelerated systems. We're going to go ahead and do it and just remind people that we clear the lot get the utilities in set the pad in one day get the Jackson and drop the apartment on it the next day and grout it. And the landscaping so two and a half days or so or less depending cuz you can get multiple trades you have an apartment complex and BJ says why not do it and try it and it's about ownership if we give give him the owner ship rights of course hand him the title to BGA and we built it especially about him owning it but it's about us building it so people want to do it so they're going to run this test they have the plans and we have a lot and we're going to meet we can do exploratory and prep is going forwards it's a good idea

Other stuff we're doing is take a little time up in Tampa with all these shops and stores we want to go in all of them held up because of one rule that you can't be an out of town contractor so we're looking for someone to JV with and they don't want to and I mostly and they say we'll build the whole thing it takes too long so contractor wants to do a deal and so we might get a call or two we do understand how this is. There's a local hire issue out there and they were pretty sure about it but they're not building anything. So the contractor wants to get to work and it said we'll look at the JV terms and has to be like 51 49 for labor. That's probably the easy part that's true so we're going forwards and requesting some terms from one of the companies cuz we talked about it right now too

One more thing I do understand you need stuff done that someone's pestering me and it's not him says a little bit but not much and I know that we're doing some dangerous business here important stuff and someone's rolling in on us I understand that pick any one of these idiots so I think I will

Thor Freya

[lady-lazagna]

I'm not super back into Bakugan (that five-year solo special interest phase will be missed) BUT impulse buying a Shun funko pop has reignited something in me

SO I'm gonna write some random headcanons of the core six (anything after season one doesn't exist to me lol sorry) and their Bakugan:

-Hitting Shun with the Autisti-fication beam. Only talks when he feels it's important, super observant, can't tell you how he feels for the life of him (I am him, actually). In my hc, he's pretty sensitive to bright lights, fucking hates people touching his forearms or neck, as is over-empathetic.

-Runo wants to be a lawyer. No one's 100% sure where this ambition came from, but it likely has something to do with the constant sexual harassment she faces in her current workplace under the watch of her criminally ignorant father... but who knows🤷‍♀️

-Always designating this hc to the loudest mf in the show, but Dan is a youtuber. That guy is an absolute Clout Chaser. He'd do a lot of irl stuff I think, like challenges, pranks, storytimes- and of course, a lot of Bakugan content. Some would compare him to David Dobrik. He'd fucking kill those people.

-Julie lifts. Girl could bench-press you in a heartbeat. When she gets excited, she'll just grab whoever's closest to her and twirl them around like a doll. However, she's learned to ask people if they're okay with this beforehand since becoming friends with the aforementioned autistic ninja. ^^^

-Alice listens to Death Grips when she knits. That's it. Guillotine has the best rhythm for knitting in her opinion.

-Marucho had a big "in a silly goofy mood😋" phase after he stopped being his parents' bitch. He tried really hard to do silly and "outlandish" things that were actually like... bare minimum. He used an empty chip packet as a hat and thought he was going completely off the rails.

-Obviously Runo swears the most out of the group- girl has a lot to say, and a lot of it consists of "you dumb fucking bitch." Dan tries to swear just as much, but it doesn't come naturally to him so it always feels very off when he does. Marucho, Shun, and Julie don't swear as often, but when they do, it's always unexpected and very hilarious. Alice is the only one who actively doesn't want to swear.

-On the Bakugan's end, Preyas uses a lot of old-timey slang for swear words. Dan told Drago that "fuck" is interchangeable with "play" and insanity ensued. Gorem tries not to swear because he knows it's impolite. Tigrerra also thinks it's impolite, but sometimes you just need to call your fellow Bakugan a bitch (and damn does it feel good, even if they have no idea what you're talking about). Skyress only swore once, when she told Shun's grandpa that she fucked Shun's mum. Hydranoid has never heard a swear word in his life and Alice is determined to keep it that way.

-Little self-insert shipper Laz would kill current me for this, but it has to be said: Dan, Runo, and Shun are in a polyamorous relationship. Three bisexual icons. It was bound to happen. I could write a whole post about their relationship if I could be bothered. Maybe I will be bothered one day.

-Actually maybe the entire gang is bisexual (except for maybe Alice... we need a lesbian other than the pretty evil Vexo lady). At first I thought about making Julie a lesbian, because then she'd be a pink femme lesbian (just like me fr), but I do kind of like her relationship with Billy, so she's yet another bicon. I've also heard of this dude named Tsubasa Ren that Marucho has a thing for, so *slams fist on table* ANOTHER BICON.

-Okay maybe the Vexos and the Resistance and whatever other fucking aliens they added do exist to me, I'll just ignore their entire storyline and how they fucked over my three leading ladies.

Aight that's it for now. Idk if headcanoning works the same way here as it does in the beyblade world, so if you're upset by me making them autistic and gay, I offer you my sincerest eat my ass.

[squadrah]

I can't find the original post for this question but I really wanted your take on it. In the original post the question was a kid approaches one of the la squadra members with very little money and asks them to kill their parents. How do they respond? Thank you!!!!

Risotto: I feel he would give one stern look to the child before leaving them, and even using Metallica to disappear from view if necessary. He knows how dangerous it is for any civilian to approach the mafia so he would want to distance himself from children especially, and with his own family history, he would be conflicted even if an eligible adult with decent money were to ask for the same thing.

Formaggio: He might try first to joke away the request because come on now, and then brush off the child with not-so-subtle threats of a whooping, both because he would not take so much trouble for very little money, be the client who they may, and because he would impute the request to a sudden impulse over something trivial that kids are likely to get over soon anyway.

Prosciutto: I think this would very much be a "Buccellati threatening to beat up Narancia at the hospital if he doesn't go back to his family" situation, though it would first be prefaced by pointing out that you don't just go up to a stranger with change in your hand and ask for such a thing. Like Risotto, he is aware that civilians should not get involved, though he would feel a curiosity to see the parents...

Pesci: He would be both flabbergasted and alarmed, wondering where this child might have heard of him and where he belongs, and would instinctively opt for playing dumb and going "I don't know what you're talking about!" as he's removing himself from the situation. He is too used to receiving missions only from Risotto through the Boss to even entertain the thought.

Ghiaccio: He would immediately take offense and repulse the child with his angriest, loudest tones to the effect of "Who do you think you're talking to?!" and "Get out of here! Scram!!" because as much as he might relate to anything of the sort, he would think it degrading to be approached by some kid with a handful of change. He's a professional and he wants to be treated like one!

Melone: His first instinct would be to say "Pardon?" in confusion, but he can easily and seamlessly follow that up with an act of perfect obliviousness. "Sorry, I don't seem to understand you" and the like will all be employed to convince the child that they likely spoke to the wrong person and also said something very outlandish. Melone then gently sends them off and resumes browsing.

Illuso: He would start by laughing off the request in his most condescending manner possible, but if the child persisted, he might go two ways - he'll either coax them closer and suddenly lash out with a slap to the face to make himself understood by force, or he'd distract the child by pointing away somewhere and then disappearing into the mirror world to make his exit.

Sorbet: He would lower his eyes to the child and stare them out of countenance in absolute silence until they were too uncomfortable to stay. He can withstand a scene in perfect composure way longer than most, so even if it escalated, he'd remain where he was until he got his way and was left alone. He's not so soft-hearted as to engage with kids willingly, let alone do something big for chump change.

Gelato: I feel like his first impulse would be to crouch down and ask some questions like "Why do you want your papa and mama to die?" and follow up with "Show them to me, and if they are very bad, I might do this for free." For one, he never declines an adventure so when one offers, he tags along, and two, he knows he can either defuse the situation or kill some assholes. Win-win.

[imaeraser]

Can I request platonic Akazaya nine headcannons

(Takes place before 20-year time jump)

Kin’emon

He’s goofy

He isn’t even trying, it’s just that he’s a little slow on the uptake

And by that, I mean very

You can be making a joke, and he’ll take it seriously. Then five minutes later start laughing hysterically

Which makes you laugh at how ridiculous he is— and that just leads to you two rolling on the ground. No longer sure about what was funny, but each time the other person laughs, you can’t help but do the same

He’s a perv, so you catch him leering at girls

So of course you tell the rest of the 9, and you guys endlessly tease him

Then he starts yelling about how he’s the leader, and how he can punish you guys

But no one takes him seriously

Even Oden joins in on the fun. That’s when Kin’emon give up trying to save his pride (he ends up making fun of himself)

He tries to act like a big brother, which most of the time doesn’t work. But when it does you wonder where all the wisdom came from

10/10 Expect nothing less from Kin’emon

Denjiro

He’s serious

But in a funny ironic way. Unlike Kin’emon he will get the joke, but not laugh and scold you for not taking work seriously

When he loosens up (aka, when Oden tells him to relax) then he might laugh at your corny jokes, but until then you can expect him to act like a mom

He may not have much of a sense of humor, but he is probably the best when it comes to advice

Tell him your woes, and he’ll have an eight-step plan to fix them

If you do something amazing on accident, he’ll have a newly gained respect for you

That’s because he’s kinda naive

So if you pull an Usopp on him, and start telling grand lies. He’ll believe you

Be careful though, that may mean he’ll give you way more than you can chew when fighting enemies

He will fanboy to you about something cool Oden did

If you don’t get as excited as he does, he will scold you

7/10 too much of a mom

Kikunojo

They are like an older sister figure

Pretty calm

Until you do something stupid, then they’re giving you the worst side-eye. They don’t even have to speak for you to understand what they’re saying

They like to dress you up in clothes that are as feminine as possible

If that’s not your style, deal with it. If it is, then you two can choose outfits for each other

You low-key get creeped out when they put on the Oni mask

Their entire vibe changes, and it’s intimidating

They wouldn’t protect you in a fight, since they trust that you can handle yourself

But if anyone picks on you outside a fight, expect hands to be thrown

I can see you two making food for the others

When Oden isn’t making oden�� which is all the time

9/10 the only downside is the shade that is (occasionally) thrown

Kanjuro

You two mess around together

You guys can act out several plays and have tons of fun making the characters as outlandish as possible

He’ll draw something cute for you, and you two get to play with it for a while

If you’re extra hungry, he’ll draw out some lettuce. But when that gives you a stomach ache, he’ll just rub your back

I can see him trying to be a good wingman, but failing (I think the only good wingmen would be Kawamatsu, and Denjiro. But Denjiro would never do it)

He’ll just stick to doing your Kabuki makeup

I think he would be a good hype man

I can also see you two just drinking tea, while the rest of the group is running around, trying to find where Momonosuke ran off to

I can see you two taking a pottery class together (and probably failing)

Anything art related you and Kanjuro like to do together

I can also see you two having dance parties, and (most) of the group joins in

10/10 very fun times

Raizo

Similar to Kin’emon

But the difference is that he tries to impress you with his ninja skills

If you compliment him, he’ll act humble

But he’s beaming with pride

He uses his ninja skills to prank you

This leads to a prank war that no one is safe from

Even Oden wants to join in on the fun. Which ends up with him crushing everyone

Not very good when it comes to emotions, he ends up getting awkward

Unless you’re getting emotion about Oden because he’ll start crying too

He’ll ask you to help him pick up girls

It never works. It ends up with the girl running and screams, and you two bolting and having to explain to Oden why he got a complaint

9/10 it’s all fun and games until Oden joins in

Ashura Doji

Acts kinda like an uncle/older brother

He acts seriously a lot of the time, but when he does let loose he is fun to be around

Why can’t he be like that all the time?

He may not always have the most fun, but he is always reliable

If you have any problems, you can go to talk to him and he’ll listen. And if you ask for advice, then he’ll give the best words of wisdom

And if he thinks it’s appropriate for him to step in, he will

He smells like alcohol though, so if that bothers you he’ll just laugh

I can see him teaching you how to use a sword/fight, or give extra practice

Ashura also treats you like an errand runner

He’ll give you a few coins and ask you to buy him sake, or a snack

If you say no, he’ll get salty

8/10 stop sending people on errands

Inuarashi

Him, Neokmamushi, and Kawamatsu are the best trio

Add you in, and the castle is in shambles

In the best and most fun way, but it is still chaos

It doesn't help when Oden joins in. It only makes things crazier (see the trend?)

Then the rest of the 9 has two stop you four, and Toki scolds Oden

I can see him also giving really good advice

He’s loyal to a fault, like dude calm down. All that person did was look at you, he does not need to whip out his sword

I can also see him following you around (like a dog)

He likes to act as he hates it when you pet him, but he secretly loves it

I think that he would like to read books with you and drinking tea

Can be annoying though, since he’s clingy

9/10 not too much to complain about

Nekomamushi

I think it would take a while for him to warm up to you

Him being a cat, that makes sense

I think that when he does warm up though, you will never be able to get him off of you

You can be laying down, digesting food, and he’ll just start kneading you

If you tell him to stop, he’ll get salty, and leave you for an hour, and then come back and try to sit on your lap

Like stop, you’re way too big to be doing that

He’ll also start to randomly rub your faces together

Like Inuarashi, he will follow you everywhere

That leads to those two into fights (sometimes), but if you pet both of them they’ll shut up

He’d be good at killing bugs. So if you are disgusted/scared of them, then he is the perfect partner in (bug) homicide

If anyone is bothering you, he’ll team up with Inuarashi to beat them up

9/10 there is a lot of similarities between him and Inuarashi

Kawamatsu

He is so cute

If you give him food he will love you forever

Especially eggs, he loves the texture

So if you give him an egg, he’ll thank you and do anything you say for a day

This can be useful if you don’t want to do something yourself

I can see him getting you two matching hats and clothes

Unlike the cat and dog duo, he doesn’t feel the need to be around you all the time. Instead, he lets you come to him

He’s also really good at giving advice and learning an ear

And as I mentioned before, he is one of the best wingmen. If you have your eyes on someone, he will go up to them and start talking about all of your accomplishments. How you saved fifty kids in one day (or something)

With him as a wingman, you are guaranteed at least one date. If you screw it up, that's on you

I also can see him as a very honest person, so when you ask him if you’re idea is dumb (and it is), he’ll tell you— in the kindest way possible

10/10 I need a Kawamatsu in my life

Bonus

Oden

He’s kinda a bully, but in the nicest way possible

He just likes messing with you. I can see him beating you and the rest of the crew up at a board game when you guys were little kids

Like dude, chill

Don’t worry though, if you think he’s being an unintentional bully (since he kinda acts immature), you can just tell his wife, and he’ll stop real quick

But when it comes down to it, you guys are what means the most to him

Aka: If he sees someone or something bothering you, he will demolish it

Unless it's another one of the nine, then he’ll make a family circle to talk it out

He likes it when he sees you and the rest of the group take care of his kids. It’s like seeing his kids, take care of his kids

Then his eyes start stinging and welling up with tears

But if you ask him, he’ll tell you that he is not crying

He’s kinda like a dad, but also like a little brother too

10/10 just stop beating everyone at uno

[akitohsworld]

Disclaimer: I wrote this some time ago, when I was very sleepy. How they could've met before the exchange? I love stupid references don't@ me lol

Warning: slight NSFW at the end (under the cut)

Put a spell on me |Solomon X m!Reader

Saying Solomon was feeling under the weather was an understatement. He felt like absolute shit. His stomach was recoiling, giving him the impression he had to vomit, but couldn't. Resulting in him being wobbly on his feet. Although, he was currently trying to sober up. The lack of water caused his head to hurt, while he walked alongside the river to go back to his apartment. He was in no shape to teleport, not with the sense of orientation he had right now.

A frustrated groan escaped him as he grabbed onto the metal fence beside the river, letting gravity take over as he slouched down onto the floor.

It was a beautiful night, you could see the starry sky reflecting in the river. The silence only being disturbed by some outlandish music in the distance. Somewhere, there was another party raving besides the witches sabbath he had successfully escaped.

He knew he shouldn't have accepted that many drinks from the witches. But it had been a successful year, he was only going back to the Devildom next week... And, probably, going to meet that other exchange student by then.

"Hey fam, you okay?" A voice slurred above him, blocking the blinding streetlights before him.

"Yeah yeah, thank you for your concern-," Solomon looked up surprised. He thought he was the only one here-

"Here ," a handsome guy, probably not a sorcerer, held out a bottle of water to him, grinning friendly. "You gotta stay hydrated when drunk."

"Uhm.. thanks?" Solomon chuckled. "That's nice, but I hear I shouldn't accept drinks from kind strangers"

Their hair reflected in the warm light, along with unfocused eyes glistening in the dark, when he shot Solomon a kind smile.

Solomon suspected he was from where the music was coming from. Another rave or party or whatever, since he was wearing flashy attire and sweat was glistening on his smooth skin.

From dancing, maybe? It wasn't that warm. Rather fresh, if Solomon would say so himself.

"Hmmm", the stranger put a hand on his chin. "I guess, I'm feelin' a biiiiit brave tonight haha. Here, I'll take a sip from it first."

He chucked down a bit of water. "There."

Solomon just stared at him for a solid second. Maybe, probably, surely, this was the alcohol. But this stranger had something alluring about him. His glistening lips from the water made Solomon unable to do anything else but stare.

"You going to take it, or not?"

"Ah yes", Solomon grabbed the bottle and took a sip before putting it back down again.

"May I sit with you?" He put a hand on his neck and averted his gaze. "I- uhm came here to get away from all the noise for a bit- I don't wanna be creepy or anything-"

"Oh- Yes of course! Don't worry about it"

The grin returned to his face as he slouched down beside him. "Thank you."

Solomon took another chug of water. He didn't really have anywhere to be, nor did he have the strength to go home anyways. So he figured he might as well sober up, while making some new memories.

"Out of curiosity.. what do you mean by brave?" Solomon smirked at him.

"Well...", the stranger just smiled, a slight tint of colour dusting his cheeks. "You're pretty handsome. And I normally can't ask out guys for the heck of it.. so yeah. I'd say I'm being stupidly brave by talking to someone as hot as you."

The sorcerer laughed. "How very direct"

"Must be the alcohol", he chuckled. "I don't know anyone around here.. and I have a habit of drinking too much when I'm at social gatherings without friends.. What about you? Why are you here all alone?.. If it's okay to ask, at least."

"Ah it's okay~ I'm trying to sober up from drinking too", Solomon sighed. "It was an exhausting night.."

The stranger nodded sighing. "Tell me about it."

"So.. what are you celebrating?"

And so, they proceeded to talk about the reasons why they were here. Their conversation slowly but surely going of its original rails, from politics to religion to light-hearted shows and childhood memories.

Solomon, of course, didn't go into much detail about magic nor anything like that. They were simply trailing off into more and more different topics, running their tongues because of the alcohol.

"Wait, people avoid you when you invite them?" He asked in shock, "Even after you offer to cook for them?! Woah, that's rude after everything you've done..."

Solomon hung his head in disappointment. "I really don't know what the issue is, you know? It's not like they outright avoid me when we nee- want to hang out, but everytime I offer my hospitality they just.. you know?"

"Shiiiit bro... ," he thought for a bit, then joked, "Maybe your cooking sucks?"

Solomon sighed dramatically, proceeding to pout. "Can't blame the tasteless."

"Just kidding kidding!!" he smiled sympathetically, "Maybe it's best if you ask them directly about it. Honesty is always key, no matter where you're from."

Solomon remembered something.

"So, I'm guessing you're not from around here?"

The stranger looked him up and down, seeming to think for a bit and then smirking back at him.

"You tell me, wizard boy. Am I?"

"Oh? How do you know?"

"Know what?"

"That I'm", Solomon gesticulated dramatically, "a wizard."

He became serious and leaned closer to Solomon, putting a hand on his shoulder. Solomon's breath hitched ever so slightly as the stranger's intense gaze held him entranced.

"You're a wizard, Harry."

"Huh?"

The stranger wheezed at his reference, as Solomon finally understood and erupted into laughter himself.

He stopped himself to respond seriously:

"..A wizard?"

"Don't you feel it ," the stranger put their hand over Solomon's heart, making his heart pound a bit harder, which surprised him, "...,Mister Krabs?"

"Huh- What?-"

After a perplexed pause they looked at each other and wheezed and cackled in the cursed manner your friends laugh when someone tells a ridiculous, dumb joke.

As they sat there, next to a river enveloped by the light of street lamps in a park, their laughter erupted through the silent night. Nothing but very faint music could be heard in the distance. Solomon didn't even know why he was laughing so hard. It was a stupid reference. And this stranger was clearly out of it.

There was something about him... Solomon just couldn't put his finger to it.

"S-so haha you're a man of culture as well~", Solomon calmed down, "What's your name?"

" Of course~ (y/N)." The stranger responded smiling, wiping away a tear. "Yours?"

"Solomon.", he answered reciprocating the smile.

"Solomon the wise?"

"Yes." He shot him a knowing glance. "So you do know me~"

"Oh yes~" (y/N)'s fingers slid over Solomon's coat. "You dress like a wizard, you look like a wizard aaaaand your named after King Solomon the wise. Great literature surrounds you: like Ars Goëtia and the lesser keys of, well, you", their gaze turned to look into the sorcerer's grey eyes.

With that, Solomon understood.

This person didn't know him . He knew of his tales, the legends, basically fairy tales.

He was like most humans... Unaware of the magical world he lived in. The realisation stung a bit, but the sorcerer decided to play along anyways as he felt himself sobering up.

"Well, I can't disappoint a fan like yourself now, can I?" Solomon smirked.

"Ohh~ So are you going to show me any tricks?" (y/N) laughed, standing up challengingly. "Come at me with your best shot, wizard boy~"

Solomon didn't know why, but he felt the urge to impress the young man.

"Hmm", he stood up, although a bit wobbly. "Alright. But I'll need an assistant~"

"Oh my oh myyy" (y/N) excitedly clapped their hands together. "I'll sacrifice myself for the greater good then."

Solomon chuckled, shooting him a provocative glance through his lashes at which he thought he saw (y/N) blushing.

"So, (y/N), are you ready?"

"I'm was born ready"

Solomon offered him his hand. "Take my hand, my cute assistant~"

"Oh my, and he has a way with words", (y/N) overdramatically took his hand, "The ladies will die if you do that, you know?"

"Oh will they now?", Solomon pulled him towards himself, "What effect do you think Hecate's power will have on you?"

"I like your funny words, magic man", (y/N) smirked playfully. "Tell me more~"

Solomon scoffed. This guy is a walking reference book.

"Have you ever danced with a sorcerer in the pale moonlight?", he asked, putting another hand on (y/N)'s waist, said man's breath hitching.

"W-well, I'm pretty sure the proverb goes different, Solomon", he put a hand on his counterpart's shoulder as he let Solomon take the lead, "I thought you were going to show me a trick though~"

"Patience is a virtue", he simply said teasingly.

"-and a pain", (y/N) retorted, while taking the first step back.

"So you know how to waltz?", Solomon began to lead.

"School taught me many things", he imitated a rough old man voice, "You youngsters would never understand"

Solomon tried to contain his need to laugh.

"Aha~ Funny, enlighten me?"

"Well, I don't know what they teach in wizard boy-school", they turned, " But back in my day, they tried to teach me calculus"

Solomon quirked a brow. "Tried?" Then he spun (y/N) around.

"Well, I was busy drawing into my notes", his cold hand slipped to Solomon's neck, making the sorcerer tense up.

"And what kind of Mona Lisa-worth drawings were you working on? I bet only of the highest quality~", sarcasm dripped from his voice as he shot (y/N) a teasing smile.

"Oh you can't even imagine~", (y/N) rolled his eyes in an exaggerated manner before shooting him a deadpan look, "Penises mostly"

A laugh escaped Solomon. "How refined"

"I am nothing but refined, sir~"

Solomon spun him around again, matching no pace in particular, as he pulled him closer to his chest this time. A small gasp left (y/N)'s mouth.

"H-hey now, be careful there. Or do you want me to fall?"

Solomon's lips pursed up in amusement, but quickly froze as he looked into the man's face.

(y/N)'s expression was contorted in utter joy, like he couldn't contain their grin. He looked stupidly adorable...

Solomon felt his heart clench at the sight. But he quickly snapped out of it as he shot (y/N) another charming smile.

"So, about 'the ladies dying' at my charm.."

"You're still on about that?" (y/N) chuckled amused, "Give it a rest wizard boy. We get it, you're handsome-"

"What about you?" his cheeks burned as he felt himself getting... Nervous? That's new.

Solomon hoped the darkness wouldn't give him away, "How do you feel about my 'charm'?"

For a second everything stood still and they both came to a stop. Their eyes locked and silence engulfed them. Tension began to claw at both man's braveness, as realisation struck them. This encounter had progressively turned into something more. Not some random thing.

It felt like..

(y/N) averted his gaze, face flushing a bright red as he chuckled nervously. "It... It takes a bit more for me to die, Sol.."

Fate.

"Is that so?", Solomon's fingers interlaced with his as he slowly inched closer.

"I mean.. you could find out..." (y/N)'s eyes slowly closed when-

Strings of colourful magic sparked around them.

"Huh?!" His eyes shot wide open, grip tightening on Solomon's hands, "What-"

(y/N) looked around stunned and extremely surprised.

"So? How was that for a 'magic trick'?"

(y/N)'s gaze returned to face him. "Y-you.. How?"

The sorcerer just hummed. "Who knows?"

"This... Must be a dream then..", he sighed disappointed, a tinge of sadness in his voice, "That's a bummer.. I really like you."

Now it was Solomon's turn to blush.

"I- I understand the confusion, but- mph?!"

With that his lips pressed onto Solomon's.

The sorcerer froze, while (y/N)'s mouth opened a little, slipping his tongue through Solomon's mouth. He tasted like sweet liquor, further entrancing the sorcerer in a passionate kiss.

Solomon got over his shock quickly as his hands found the other's waist, pulling him towards himself. When (y/N) sighed into the kiss, hands burying into his white locks, excitement shot through his spine.

Solomon pressed him against a nearby tree. He grew hot as (y/N)'s soft, wet lips brushed against his, the passion growing with each passing second.

"Mnh hah", (y/N) parted for a second, a string of saliva connecting them, lips barely brushing against his, "This.. feels too real though.."

"Because it is- ", Solomon panted against his mouth, connecting their lips again with more of his own vigor this time. His tongue eagerly brushing over the other's.

God, what was he doing?

What was he doing??

But fuck it felt so good.

He couldn't resist the desire to touch (y/N) more and more. He wanted him closer and it showed.

As if on cue, (y/N)'s hand slid over Solomon's pants, suddenly palming his half hard erection and making him moan into the other's mouth longingly.

"Mnn- (y/N) wait.."

"Mnh? Oh sorry-!", he stopped abruptly.

"N-no I mean... Let's.. let's go to my place-"

"Oh~" (y/N) smiled and kissed him again, teeth pulling at his bottom lip as he parted panting.

"Alright then. Show me the way, wizard-boy~"

[dragonswithjetpacks]

Unpopular opinion: I like Durance. Both as a player and companion.

His personality is difficult because it was meant to be. You aren’t supposed to like Durance. You aren’t supposed to want to marry him or bang him or be his best friend. You are supposed dislike him. To get annoyed by him. The funny thing is the game doesn’t hide any of that. He’s such a crazy ass. And the others treat him that way. I’m sure at one point Edér asked the Watcher “Are you sure we have to bring him? Can’t you just tell him to fuck off?” And Durance stays. He knows everyone hates him. He doesn’t give a shit. He stays anyway.

I like that he’s an ass hole. It makes the game interesting. All these rpg’s where companions are running around holding hands... this adds a new dynamic. Like yeah there might be a person or two you just aren’t going to like. Grieving Mother is questionable at times but she’s likeable because she isn’t an outright dick like Durance is. Maybe I’m weird, but I think at times his outlandish behavior is funny. My Watcher most certainly gets a kick out of it. She likely made a game out of it. Something like “Let’s see who can make Durance rant the longest.” or “Let’s see how many dumb questions we can ask before he turns red.” or “Let’s see who can stay awake the longest while he talks about Magran.”

I hate that because he really is interesting. His past is fascinating. It almost makes you wonder what the others thought of him while doing all that work. Trying to avoid spoilers here for anyone, but man can you imagine? This intelligent man who was an absolute nut case and judgemental ass hole. Not to mention, he is hideous. The characters in this game are really great because it feels like they created actual people. It’s not like playing a game where everyone is hot. Don’t get me wrong, I love Dragon Age and Baldur’s Gate and Final Fantasy with every inch of my beating heart. But this game is all about story telling and writing. Characters like Durance really make that show.

One last thing is how people complain he dies too much. I didn’t have that problem. Sure, in the beginning I held onto his staff thinking okay this is a special staff. But it sucks. I ditched the staff. Gave him a gun. Which is just a crazy idea when you think about it. But he’s the best character to use a gun in the whole game. Then I gave him a... I think a flail and a shield? Or a sword? I don’t remember. BUT ANYWAY. He hardly ever dies. I often end up switching over to him and micro managing buffs and heals. I actually like playing a priest. Which is weird. Maybe my next character will be a priest. Interesting. I don’t think I’ve ever said those words before... good job Obsidian. You made me want to play a priest.

[bts-hyperfixation]

Mlt to do crazy out of the ordinary things to impress their crush?

Thanks and loove your mlts. 🧡🤗

I assume this is supposed to be fluffy? If you want it smutty send me a new ask 😂

Most

Seokjin - This man will straight up send giant Teddy bears and Barbershop quartets to their place of work. He once even tried to hire a skywriter until suga talked him out of it

Hoseok - He likes sending big bouquets of flowers and like ordinary stuff you would think of in a relationship but not so much to for a crush. like after the 1st date or the 1st time he meets you he Is sending you massive bouquet of flowers with handwritten sonnets on the note.

Jungkook - JK is very forward about things until he panics. Like he is all fir grand gestures: he is serenading them in a karaoke bar, he is sending gifts they mentioned in offhand comments, he is telling their friends about his feelings. And then he freaks out. Immediately after he thinks he is being dumb. You know that video of him freaking out when they play that recording of him complimenting and worshipping Namjoon and he just dies? That's his reaction.

Yoongi - Subtle in his affection Yoongi writes them into songs but it's not a subtle as he thinks it is. If he is feeling it really bad though he can get to sort of a hobi levels, sending it off place flowers and random serenades but it takes a lot

Namjoon - He thinks about all these fantastic Majestic amazing grand gesture kind of things that he could do and then he panics and backs out of all that. He has never followed through on a single crazy scheme but I've day for the right one he will. Then again this man buys baby shoes for fun apparently so he could go crazy in the wrong coming on too strong direction 😂

Taehyung - Not one for grand gestures, he picks up on that all things and does those for the crush but there never thungs out the ordinary. things like if they mentioned they were getting low on the perfume he would buy a new bottle or if they mention that its their sister's birthday, he remembers to ask them about it

Jimin - As the best flirt in the group he doesn't really need to try anything outlandish to get attention from his crush. And therefore he just never has done.

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Masterlist

[cayofdreams]

an angst to fluff scenario(idc tbh, u can do a headcanon for all i care) with bakugo? angst on his part. like maybe bakugo thinks reader is the ua traitor or sumn but he was just being big dummy and assumed. so the reader reassures him and BAM fluff🥰🥰🥰

Ooo..It took me min to think of a plot, but I think I got it. Thank u for the request @strawberrysalwa 😊

(I made it so he thinks reader is secretly working for a villain)

Admittedly, Bakugou had been tense lately. It seemed like more and more attacks were happening around Japan, but he couldn’t do much since he was still a student. Every time he turned on the news there seemed to be another kidnapping, a murder, a robbery, a death of “unknown causes”. It was starting to get to him and he couldn’t help but remember the time that he himself was kidnapped by the League of Villains. 

But what was really digging under his skin was you.

You started to act outlandish and unlike yourself. Little thoughts of you not being who you claimed to be would trickle in the back of his mind. He tried to brush them off. He really did. But you were being so damn weird. 

It first started when you were at his dorm watching movies with him. A normal night. But then you got a phone call. You checked to see who it was before deciding to strangely ignore it. 

He thought it was unlike you because usually you would pause the movie to answer the phone and go on gossiping about some kind of unimportant shit for 10 minutes before getting back to the movie. But this time you just shrugged it off. 

The next time you got a phone call while hanging out with him, you checked to see who it was and answered it. But you were being so cold about it.

“Hey, this isn’t a good time...I'm busy.” And then you promptly hung up the phone before smiling at him. He asked who it was just for you to simply say “Ahh..it doesn’t matter.” And you left it at that. Now, during times when you hung out, you’d either completely ignore the phone, or end it very briefly. 

That was just the tip of the iceberg, however. You acted even stranger during times where he was asleep. When you thought he was asleep. During those times, you would answer your phone. But you’d either step out on the balcony or step outside to take it. He’d hear your voice faintly from his bed and he couldn’t help but think you were answering to some kind of boss. A villain boss. 

But the final straw was when you were laying next to him at night, whispering things to what-you-thought- was his sleeping face. Just like you were doing right now.

“Hah...Katsu..” You were stroking his cheek, sometimes grazing the pad of your thumb over his bottom lip. “You look so cute right now...so vulnerable...” You kissed his cheek, and whispered directly in his ear. “I wish I could be more honest with you...but I’m scared...”

He couldn’t listen to this anymore, he needed to know right now what the hell was going on with you. What the hell were you lying about that you couldn’t be honest with?

“Y/N” 

“Gyahh!- Katsuki?! Why are you up?!” You instantly jumped back, face full of embarrassment at him possibly hearing the sweet things you were saying to him. “Don’t you sleep at like 6pm??”

He ignored your shocked stature as he stood upright in his bed and looked you directly in the eyes. “What the hell is up with you?”

“W-what?” You peered at him confused. You could tell he was serious and upset about something but you hadn’t an idea what the cause of it was. “What are you talking about, Katsuki?”

“Don’t play dumb, Y/N. I know you’re not who you say you are.” He gripped his bed sheets into a fist, your puzzled face making him more angry. 

“Katsuki, I really don’t know what you’re talking abo-”

“I said don’t play dumb! Just tell me the damn truth, alright!” He looked away to avoid your disturbed facial express. You weren’t going to falter his thinking with your fake acting anymore. “Those phone calls...you talking like this to me...This isn’t like you, Y/N!!”

“What do you mean...?”

“You think I didn’t notice how you ignore all your damn phone calls now? How you only answer them when you think I’m asleep? And the shit you whisper to me in my ear...always saying weird shit that you’d NEVER say to me when I’m awake! Saying how fucking cute and vulnerable I look! How you want to be honest with me!”

You were in a state of shock of all the things Bakugou was saying to you. You tried to reach your hand over to calm him down. 

*slap*

“Tch. Don’t touch me!” 

You were in such disbelief at the events transpiring in front of you right now. Bakugou had never slapped your hand away. Even when you were being annoying and trying to get his attention when he was angry at something, he’d usually just grumble and tell you to ‘piss off’. But this time he really pushed you away. Before you could say anything he continued.

“Heh...You’re a real vixen aren’t you? Acting like such a stuck-up princess to get me interested, and then saying all those fake sweet-nothings to seduce me even while I’m asleep” Bakugou softly chuckled to himself. “But I fucking figured you out, Y/N. If that’s even your real name.” He turned to look at you. “You can’t get away with-...hey..”

You were sobbing into your hands, not knowing how else to handle the situation happening right now. 

“*sniffle*...Am I really that *sob*...d-dislikeable...?” You could barely get your words out in between the gasps of the violent sobs that poured from your mouth. “Am I so m-mean *sob* that you think I d-dont *sob* love you? You think my *sniffle* compliments are f-fake? *sob* *sob*” 

Bakugou’s heart broke seeing you like this. At that moment, even if you were a villain, he wouldn’t care. He just didn’t want to see you like this...because of him. 

“Y/N...” He tried to pull you into him but you cowered away. 

“I k-know I’m a *sniffle* bitch most of the t-time...but I can’t help it...I’m *sob* I’m so scared of...*sob*...being used...” Your fingers clenched around your face. “I didn’t t-think..*sob*...it’d make you h-hate me...”

At that point he didn’t let you resist him anymore, he pulled you into a tight hug despite your vigorous protests. 

“Nooo!! Get off! You hate me! You hate me! You hate me! You hate me!”

“Stop it!" He pushed you off so that he could grab your face tightly between his palms and force eye contact with you. “I don’t hate you, Y/N! I don’t!” 

“Then w-why...why did you...say all those things to..m-me?” 

“Because I’m fucking stupid! I’m just a huge fucking idiot, Y/N.” He rested his forehead against your chest and you could hear the soft whimpers that escaped him get muzzled into your body. “I love you, Y/N...I’m so sorry...”

The two of you stayed like that for a few minutes. Letting the rest of your tears fall on to each other. Bakugou staying nestled into your chest as he wrapped his arms tightly around your body. And you wrapping your arms around his shoulders gripping onto the back of his shirt. Eventually the both of you calmed down enough for your tight grips on each other to turn into soft caresses. 

“Most of those phone calls...were just Mina.” You softly spoke into the air. Your voice still hoarse from the crying. “You used to yell at me about stopping the movie for dumb shit...so I just decided to ignore the calls.”  

Bakugou’s eyebrows furrowed, pissed at his own stupid assumptions. It only sounds so obvious now. 

“I’m sorry that my bitchiness made you think I didn’t love you...I’ll do better. I promise.” 

Bakugou lifted his face to gaze into your e/c eyes. You seemed so beautiful right now...being vulnerable. And he finally understood what you probably meant when you were whispering those things to him. Those so enchantingly lovely things. How could he assume you were anything other than the most pleasing thing that has come into his life? 

“You’re not bitchy, Y/N. And I don’t want you to change.” He pressed his lips against yours. He could taste the bits of saltiness from your tears, but that didn’t mean that your lips, for some reason, weren’t the softest they’d ever been. 

He separated his lips from you and rested his forehead on top of yours. “I love you so fucking much, Y/N...” 

You pulled him into another kiss before hugging him tightly. 

“Me too, Katsuki...Me too.”

~I hope you liked it~

[laughing-with-god]

Ooh, sorry to be a bother, but I'm really interested in Namjoon's character, so what are some of his headcanons? 💜💜

He isn’t necessarily as outwardly charismatic as the career victors but he has amazing manners and a very sophisticated vocabulary.  

His deep voice is also a signature feature of his.  Sometimes when he isn’t mentoring and thus is a bit more unbiased, he will be invited to the Capitol to feature on shows that make commentary during the games and make comments on the moves the tributes make.  

His opinions carry a lot of weight around the Capitol.  If Namjoon says he thinks 9 might just make it to the end, expect bets on District 9 to triple by the next morning.  

Weird but he smells really good.  I mean they all do but Namjoon especially.  His scent is masculine, warm, faintly spicy, and woodsy?  Idk I’m not familiar with colognes but that’s how I would describe his.  

He wears a lot of dark clothes.  Esp at the Capitol he only wears black.  People think he just likes the color the most but really, it’s out of respect for the tributes who are playing that year.  He remembers how annoyed he was when he saw everyone in outlandish getups and colors at the Capitol when he was about to be sent to his death, so now he wears it in remembrance of all the tributes who are about to die/have died. 

He is very cordial to everyone he comes in contact with, from the outside looking in it doesn’t appear that Namjoon hates anyone because his manners are just that good.  But truthfully, there are plenty of victors Namjoon doesn’t like.  Cough careers cough.

Every time he enters a room, he has a tendency to briefly analyze it and find the exits in case he needs to run off.  A habit he picked up after the games, he almost always has his back faced to a wall and nothing else, not willing to get ambushed again.  

Cracks his knuckles a lot.  

Surprisingly frugal.  Even though he is now one of the richest people in his District thanks to the games, he rarely ever dips into his winnings.  District Three lives in abject poverty and he knows that when he dies, his home on Victor’s row will be cleaned out and any of his family living there will be kicked out and vulnerable again.  So he saves all his money so in case something happens to him, he can be sure his family will be able to live comfortably.  

Also the reason he doesn’t say no to making appearances in those commentary shows.  They pay pretty well.  

It was about two years after his game when the Head Gamemaker approached him.  They were curious about the traps he made in his games because they wanted to emulate something similar to that in a new arena.  Namjoon reluctantly showed him how he made his traps because as everyone knows when the Capitol asks you for something, they’re more so demanding it.  

But then the Head Gamemaker began asking for his advice more often and often, even dragging him to the gaming center to get his take on things.  It didn’t take too long until the rest of the Capitol found out and made it news that Victor Namjoon might have a future in gamemaking.  

This has caused a rift between him and some of the victors, they think he willingly switched sides because he is from 3, really smart probably took pleasure in creating schemes and traps if his games were anything to go by.  

Namjoon never bothered to correct this misunderstanding because if he was caught telling others he didn’t want to help the gamemakers, he’d easily be killed off.  

He was pretty close to Yoongi and wishes other victors tried to understand him better. 

Namjoon is a very observant man and it didn’t take him long to figure out Yoongi

The reason why Yoongi had one of the worst reactions to the game is because he’s one of the most sensitive and good-hearted people to ever play.  He feels a lot of guilt for what happened and takes morphling to numb the pain.  He’s actually a very kind and quiet person when he’s sober but thats very rare.  Most victors can’t see past his outbursts to give him a chance.  

He tries his best for his tributes whenever it’s his turn to mentor.  Every year he takes in-depth notes of every District’s reaping and gives his tributes a run-down of who will all be playing.  This included threats, weaknesses, underdogs, possible alliances etc.  

But he also doesn’t sugar coat shit to them.  He thinks every tribute deserves to hear the truth about their situation.  Sometimes if his tribute accidentally said something offending during an interview or has no apparent skill, Namjoon will tell them honestly, “You’re in trouble, kid.”  

Stays up multiple days during his mentoring to watch the games, knowing that just bc his tributes are asleep doesn’t mean something can’t happen to them.  

Pretty good at getting sponsors, although it's almost always just supplies for the 3 tributes to make some sort of trap.  Some of them are too dumb to pick up on what to do with it though.  

But after a tribute from his District dies and he was their mentor, he personally visits their family, tells them of his last moments with their kids, and gives them a generous amount of money that usually equates to about months’ earnings in District 3.

[breakyeol]

mutually beneficial

One Shot

┗ pairing: best friend!baekhyun x reader

word count: 3k 

warnings: smut, porn, masturbation, fingering, hand job, very light choking

a/n; this was not meant to be as long than it actually turned out to be

“Hey.”

You raised your eyes from the textbook laid out in front of you, blinking at your best friend, who was sprawled out comfortably beside you on your bed. “Hey?”

“Can I ask you something?” He asked, resting his chin in the palm of his hand. You raised a brow, shrugging lazily as you looked back towards the text.

“Shoot.”

A beat passed. “Do you watch porn?”

You had to pause for a moment. That… was not what you were expecting. You let out a strained chuckle, gaze flicking away from him briefly. “I mean… sometimes, yeah. Doesn’t everybody?”

“What kind?”

Well, that depended on your mood. Could be male solos, female solos, amateur, professional, you weren’t too picky (except when it came to those cheesy ass plots, cringe) — But you weren’t about to tell him that.

“What do you mean what kind? Why are you asking me that?” You laughed, shoving his arm gently in an attempt to alleviate the sudden awkwardness you were feeling. Sure, Baekhyun was random and said dumb things pretty much every time he opened his mouth, but shit— sex was rarely a topic of conversation between the two of you, let alone porn.

A mischievous grin curled at the corners of his lips, and he shifted towards you, head lowering as he whispered, “wanna watch some?”

You stared at him for a moment, expression blank as you tried to process what had just come out of his mouth. You must’ve misheard him… you must have.

“Huh?”

But it seems your ears hadn’t been playing tricks on you, as he shamelessly declared, “Let’s watch porn.”

“Right now?” You asked, stumbling over your words from the shock.

“Right now.” He confirmed, nodding his head resolutely as excitement glinted in his dark eyes.

“Together?” You pressed, voice jumping up an octave.

“Together.”

You swallowed, blinking hard as you slowly closed your textbook. “Why?”

“I’m curious,” he admitted, teeth nipping at the corner of his lip as his shoulders lifted in a subtle shrug. You found yourself suddenly curious as to what his reasoning could possibly be. It was completely out of the blue. But… you’d be lying if you said you weren’t intrigued.

“About?”

A flash of something unrecognizable crossed his features, but it was gone before you could try and decipher it properly. Instead, he offered you a boyish smirk, brows wiggling suggestively, “don’t you think it’d be fun?”

“I think your definition of fun is very different from mine.”

“Oh come on~” he whined, scrambling into a sitting position as a pleading pout painted itself across his face, hands shooting out to tug at the sleeve of your sweatshirt, “your parents aren’t home, right? It’s not like we have anything better to do.”

That was the most bullshit excuse you’d ever heard. But, it seemed Baekhyun really, really, really wanted to watch porn with you. Why? You don’t really know. However, you were always a sucker for those pleading puppy dog eyes, even when they got you into trouble. Besides, what was the worst that could happen? He pops a boner? Not like you hadn’t seen that happen before.

With a heavy sigh, you relented. “Fine. We can watch your stupid porn. But nothing weird, okay?”

An excited grin split his lips, and he performed a little victory wiggle, “deal!”

In hindsight, maybe it wasn’t the best decision on your part to agree to one of Baekhyun’s outlandish requests.

The sound of soft moans and low groans filled your bedroom, the high quality sound pulsing from your speakers and surrounding you and your best friend. You were biting at the inside of your cheek nervously, eyes flickering noncommittally from the screen to your bedsheets and back again.

Through the corner of your eye, you braved a glance in Baekhyun’s direction.

His attention was fixed on the screen, his tongue peering out shyly from between his teeth, trapped tightly between. His eyelids looked heavier than usual, dark eyelashes kissing the tops of his cheeks with every careful blink. Your eyes traveled down from his face, across his locked jaw, dripping just low enough to catch the rising and falling of his Adam’s Apple as he swallowed thickly. Lower still, your gaze followed along the length of his arm until you found his hands, curled so tightly into the thick duvet that his knuckles had paled.

You couldn’t help the way your lips twirled upwards, amusement sparking to life inside of you. He must’ve felt your stare, because his flicked over to meet it.

He offered a shaky smile. “What?”

“Nothing.” You couldn’t stifle the giggle that escaped you as you shook your head, looking away.

“Y/n, what~” he whined loudly, batting a hand against your leg. You laughed loudly, catching a glimpse of the faint bulge in his sweatpants before he rushed to cover it again, face flushing a dark shade of pink. “Shut up.” He grumbled sourly.

“You can…” your words tapered off as your brows lifted suggestively, “if you want to.”

You grinned in wild amusement as his eyes widened in shock, blinking at you in disbelief. “I can— h–huh?” His stunned expression morphed into annoyance as he caught the teasing glint in your gaze. “Don’t make fun of me. You think I won’t? I will.”

You laughed again, crossing your arms over your chest challenging. “Oh, will you?”

“Yes,” He stuck his chin out stubbornly, “yes, I will.”

“Go ahead then. No ones stopping you,” you taunted, not believing he’d actually have the balls to whip it out in front of you. The man was all bark and no bite.

He huffed out a sharp breath through his nose, glaring at you determinedly.

“Fine.”

Okay. You admit it. You hadn’t actually expected him to pull out his junk. So, it’s understandable that you were a bit caught off guard when he lifted his hips off the mattress and shoved his sweats down just far enough off his hips to allow his dick to spring free.

You were quick to divert your attention, but the damage had already been done. You’d seen it. In all of its erect glory. You swallowed, blinking rapidly, as if that would somehow clear the illicit image from your mind.

“Oh? Why are you acting shy?” You scowled at the taunting pitch in his voice, bringing your eyes back up to his. You regretted it almost immediately upon seeing the bold smirk now drawn across his face, one eyebrow cocked into a daring arch. “Aren’t you the one that said it was alright? What, are you embarrassed about seeing my dick?”

“No.” But you couldn’t help the sudden rush of heat to your face when you caught his fingers stroking slowly up his length from your peripheral. Nor the faint throb of your core as he let out a quiet, airy moan.

“You sure about that?”

No.

You bit the inside of your cheek, swinging your gaze back towards the tv hanging in the middle of the opposite wall. It was just slightly unnerving that seeing Baekhyun teasing his dick had more of an affect on you than watching a woman getting practically bent in half and fucked into oblivion.

You tried to keep your eyes on the screen, you really did. But you couldn’t help the way that your gaze flicked in his direction every so often. You sunk your teeth into your lip, breath faltering ever so slightly as you watched him touch himself from the corner of your eye.

Something about the way he looked made your stomach twist: his brows furrowed deeply, eyes hooded, cheeks flushed a faded shade of pink, teeth biting roughly at his lip. You felt yourself clench around nothing, an unfamiliar desire beginning to burn in your gut.

“Can I touch you?” The question was out before you could process that your lips were even moving. He looked over at you, but you refused to meet his gaze, already feeling an embarrassed warmth engulf your face.

“Sure.”

Your eyebrows shot up. Sure? He’d just said sure, hadn’t he? You didn’t mishear him, right? You definitely hadn’t. Not with the way he was looking at you, with those hungry eyes, burning with want. Your stomach twisted under the heat of it. Geez… if he kept looking at you like that…

Deciding not to question it, you reached forward. He drew his hand away from his dick, and yours replaced it. He let out a long, breathless moan the moment he felt your skin against his, eyes fluttering as his head tilted back. He was hot against your palm, and you could feel him pulsing ever so slightly.

“Fuck… do something… please,” his strained voice broke you free of your momentary trance. Your tongue swung over your lower lip, and you allowed your hand to slowly start pumping his length. He groaned softly, and you almost jumped as he suddenly gripped at your thigh, fingers pressing into your legging clad leg.

“Does it feel good?” You asked, voice quiet and laced with curiosity, wavering ever so slightly. He nodded, breathing in short, heavy huffs. You noticed his shirt had ridden up slightly, displaying his tensed, toned stomach.

You wanted to touch him more. Touch him everywhere, feel every ridge, explore every curve, memorize every last fucking inch of him. But you tamed that internal wildfire and satisfied the sudden hunger by picking up the pace of your strokes. He jolted, a pitchy moan breaking from his lips as his hips thrusted upwards.

“Oh god,” he panted, and you felt the hand on your thigh drift higher. His head rolled, and suddenly he was looking at you again with those eyes, taunting you with those lips, daring you without even trying. And then he was speaking, voice hoarse and airy and dangerously hot, “Can I touch you? I really want to touch you. Please let me touch you.”

How could you possibly say no?

“Okay,” you breathed. He didn’t waste a second before his hand was slipping inside of the tight confines of your leggings, curious fingers caressing over the thin fabric of your underwear. You shuddered, gasping softly.

“Fuck. You’re wet.”

And who’s fault was that?

You let out a trembling moan as he teased your clit with unsatisfactory taps, sending literal shocks of ethereal pleasure shooting through you. It was almost the exact equivalent of touching a doorknob and getting static shock. And it quickly resulted in your frustration. You wanted more. Hell, you wanted him balls deep— but that would have to wait.

“Stop teasing me, Baek,” you gave a warning squeeze. He moaned, and then giggled, looking over at you with those same mischievous, playful eyes that you grew to both dread and adore.

“How do you want me to touch you?” He asked, voice soft and teasing as he feathered his fingertips over your heat. “Where do you want my fingers? Tell me. I wanna hear you say it.”

This little shit—

“Jesus just fucking touch me, Baekhyun.” You snapped, though the words escaped you slightly less stable than you had hoped.

“I didn’t hear a please~” he sang, trailing his fingers lightly over your core. Chills rolled down your spine, your hips instinctively twitching upwards. His teeth latched onto his bottom lip, hooded eyes swirling with desire as he watched you react to his teasing. “Come on, y/n… you know I wanna make you feel good. Just tell me how you want it and I’ll give it to you.”

Your grip on him tightened, and he moaned throatily, taking you off guard as he pressed his thumb down on your clit, circling it for a moment before returning to idle caresses. But you needed more. That little taste of pleasure was enough to have you burning from the inside out.

“Fuck… fuck, please, Baek,” you uttered breathlessly, pace of your strokes picking up to such a speed that he was gasping and groaning beside you, goosebumps rising across his arms as your voice lowered, “please touch me.”

“Shit.” He let out a strained chuckle, not wasting a second before he was pushing his fingers inside of your underwear and sliding them through your wet lips. You moaned as he explored near your entrance with careful touches, gentle yet curious.

But, you didn’t need him to be gentle. What you needed was some real friction— what you needed was for him to be inside, fucking you with those beautiful fingers like he meant it.

“Baek,” his name escaped your lips in a soft plea, “please.”

That seemed to be all the persuasion he needed to be pressing his slim middle finger inside of you. A hum of satisfaction vibrated in your throat, your eyes fluttering shut as you savored the feeling of his long digit pumping into you, slowly, deeply.

“Y/n,” a whine broke you out of your short lived trance and you looked over at Baekhyun through hooded eyes, but it wasn’t until you felt his hips thrusting up against the underside of you closed fist that you realized your motions had ceased, “keep going. Please.”

God, he sounded so breathless, voice singed with desperation. Were you doing that? Were you making him like that?

The idea of it gave you a sudden power rush, a smirk curling onto your face. You twisted your wrist, circling your thumb around his swollen tip that was leaking precum. “You’re pretty cute when you beg, Baek.” You mused, squeezing the base of his dick gently, reveling in the way he moaned for you, voice breaking with a pitchy whine as he breathed out your name.

“Don’t tease me,” his resolve was weak, shaking with a low whimper.

“I’m serious,” you chuckled, though you gasped in surprise as he suddenly stretched you out with a second finger, thrusting in even deeper than before, “god, Baek, your fingers—” you cut yourself off with a sharp moan when his thumb sudden pressed against your sensitive clit, sending an unexpected shock of pleasure shooting through your core.

Suddenly, the mattress dipped, and all at once he was on top of you. Your eyes widened at the sight of his face hovering directly above yours. “Can I kiss you? I think I’m gonna come soon, but I have a little bit of an oral fixation so it feels better when I have something to do with my mouth.” He explained quickly, a hint of embarrassment glimmering in his fluttering eyes. His breath that smelled of strawberry flavored gum causing a heat to rise in your cheeks, deluding your senses.

Beyond your control, you found yourself staring, utterly transfixed, by his perfectly pouted, slightly swollen, cotton candy pink lips and craving the feeling of them pressing against yours. So, without thoroughly considering the consequences, you found yourself saying, “okay.”

His kiss was rougher than you expected it to be, desperate and hungry, teeth biting, tongue lashing. You couldn’t say you minded it though. Not to mention the way he was grinding himself down on your thigh as you resorted to working mainly the upper part of his dick. The added pressure of his knee between your legs also forced his fingers to press deeper inside of you, easily finding that perfect little spot that made your head spin.

“Fuck,” you growled against his lips, sinking your teeth into his lower one and tugging. He groaned roughly, the kiss quickly growing feverish as his hips stuttered. Then all at once he pulled away, and you were left hopelessly craving the warmth of his ravenous lips.

“Can you…” his voice tapered off as his hand reached for your free one, wrapping around your wrist and gently guiding it upward, until your fingers were caressing the smooth expanse of his throat. Your eyebrows shot up at what he was suggesting, a light chuckle of disbelief escaping you.

“You’re into that?” You asked airily, but he was too lost in his desperation to come to react to the teasing pitch lingering in your words, only nodding in confirmation as his bated breath rushed over your damp, swollen lips in short huffs. “Kinky.”

Without hesitation, you were wrapping your fingers around his throat, tightening them just enough to create some strain. And that seemed to be all it took to have his orgasm crashing down over him.

“Oh fuck.” He let out a strangled moan, eyes rolling in ecstasy as his lips gaped and trembled, his hips snapping up roughly into your palm. You felt the warm, stickiness of his release trickling over the back of your hand and over your fingers, a few stray drops falling onto your exposed stomach.

His fingers stilled inside of you, but you were patient enough to not complain and simply wait it out as his high overwhelmed his mind and body. With one final weak thrust and a choked mewl, he collapsed on top of you, head falling into nap of your neck, heavy pants wracking his chest.

“You’re also pretty cute when you come, too,” you snickered, lips feathering against his ear.

It seemed that the sound of your voice served as a reminder that he had unfinished business to attend to, because all at once he was drilling his digits into you at a pace that had moans pulsing from your lips.

“You were so good to me, y/n.” He all but purred against your skin, lips pressing kisses from your neck to your shoulder. You shuddered in delight as he ground his digits into you, drawing out low, gravelly moans from the depth of your throat. 

“Baek,” you whimpered, the need for release suddenly swelling inside of you. 

“Now,” he continued, smirking as you keened when he suddenly crooked his finger, successfully massaging that perfectly little spot inside of you while his thumb once again took to teasing your clit, “let me be good to you.”

So… maybe-- just maybe, watching porn with your best friend wasn’t the worst idea of your life. 

[hiswhiteknight]

Unbelievably Outlandish– Part 7

Summary:  Before starting down a new crossroads, the Reader goes onto an adventure of literary traveling. Suddenly tossed into an unbelievable story that has swept the world, The Outlander Series itself. How will a twenty first century woman survive?

Note: I own no characters, except reader, clearly this is based off the lovely book series Outlander by Diana Gabaldon and tv show. This follows more the tv show, but it’s far from accurate. I’m going to try to get better with using less proper English, but who knows maybe I’ll get into Scottish slang.

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Pairing: Jamie Fraser x Female Reader

Words: 1500

Warning: Angst, playfulness, cursing, slow start, obviously fighting and such

The following day I was nursing a hangover when Dougal came down to see me, “Thought you’d like to go to town and meet with Geillis Dunkin to stock up on herbs and such for the gathering.”

“Dougal, I’m not a healer, not like that,” you said to him, feeling flustered and irritated.

“You helped Collum, you healed the boy from getting too sick with some water and vomiting. You’re plenty a healer that we need,” he directed back to you.

You shake your head, “That’s just a bit of luck and experience. There will be a ton of things I’ll know nothing about,” you tried to change his mind. “I can help with teaching defense and battle skills, not healing.”

His laugh shot through your body like boiling water through your veins, “A woman, we won’t be needing your help there. You’ll do as your told.” Before you could respond with another comment, “I’ll be back to pick you up soon, you can learn from Mistress Duncan about the herbs.”

When you trotted away, you stomped your foot harshly to the ground. This wasn’t going to your plan; you were not ready for this type of responsibility. You had only been talking to the boys during a lesson of sword play. They were discussing eating something strange, like a fungus. You got lucky with caution, they could have just eaten a regular mushroom and been just fine. You instructed them to vomit and flush with fluid. And the fact that women have no word or rights here was starting to grill you.

Collum took you to Geillis, she was quite the intriguing character. You didn’t trust her and her motives, which made you not particularly like her. She had a ton of helpful information and a good resource for future healing, “You’re a strange woman, Mistress O’Mulligian.”

“Y/N,” you corrected her, “Please.” You moseyed around the room, “I could say the same about you, dear. A woman of your beauty and charm, I expect you to be a lady of some fortune or what not.”

“You humble me, Y/N,” Geillis said to you, “A mystery you are, indeed.”

A commotion outside took my attention, “What’s this,” Geillis walked over to you to look at the window. She explained how the boy had most likely stolen something and will be punished with the loss of his hand, “Barbaric, he is a child.”

“Do you not have punishment where you are from,” she questioned you with a smirk. You remained quiet as she watched you. Before she could grill you more, her husband came up, looking for more remedies to his constipation you guessed. He was farting up a storm while sharing of the incident.

You cannot control the roll of your eyes, “He is a child, probably starving, maybe younger family members starving. He clearly is poor,” you said still looking out the window at the child.

“Get out,” he huffed, essentially ignoring my words to him.

Geillis smirked at you, before turning her charm onto her man. You watched as she manipulated her husband by using her sex appeal and doe like nature. And just like that, the boys lost hand was nothing but a forethought. Geillis smirked at you, watching you like she was trying to uncover all your mystery. After an hour of chatting and teaching you a bit more about medicine, Jamie popped in. You shot up, trying to fix your hair, and looking shy at this unexpected guest.

Jamie greeted you both, “Collum got called off and asked for me to take you home.”

“I could have managed on my own,” you answered.

Geillis caught on, “A woman travelling alone these parts, a colonist woman,” she laughed, “Unlikely, you are a mystery girl. What do you think Mister McTavish, don’t you think she is a bit strange?”

Jamie looked down, laughing a little, “Different, but not strange. You ready to go Mistress O’Mulligain.”

“I am,” you turned to Geillis, “Thank you for everything, I really cherish your help.”

“Of course, dear, I hope to see you soon. I’ve love to pick apart some of this mystery,” she smiled back. Something about that smile sent shivers down your spine.

Jamie followed you out, carrying your bags for you. You saw the boy, “When is he to be released?”

Jamie caught sight of what grabbed your attention, “Whenever he feels like it, he just has to release himself.”

You spin around, have him bump into your chest. He gripped your arm with his free hand to steady you more, “He has to pull off his ear.”

“Could be his hand,” he shot back at you, “He’ll do it when he is ready.” You didn’t move, giving him a special stare, “You want me to do something, I know that look.”

“He is just a boy,” Jamie looked at you with a soften look, knowing he had already loss his battle. “I have pretty strong fingers, you cause a distraction, like a little fire or something.”

He looked from the boy to you again, “A fire, Deoiridh, why don’t you fake a fright and fall, and I’ll release the boy.”

You lightly slap Jamie’s cheeks repeatedly with a grin, trying to tease him, “You are a smart man Mister McTavish. Smarter than I gave you before.”

He rolled his eyes, “Nay, I’m a foolish man,” he started for the boy. And it all played by smoothly, my fainting and him rescuing the boy unnoticed. By the time, I began to stand Jamie was taking hold of me and guiding me to the horse, “Let’s keep to these things as little as possible. I don’t need the attention and neither do you, Deoiridh.”

Jamie helped you onto your horse, feeling his grip on your hips, you tried to push past the fluster. On the peaceful journey back you turned to Jamie, “Deoiridh,” he looked at you, giving you a curious glance, “I imagine it’s Gaelic and you shared it’s a nickname that befits me, but what does it mean?”

“It loses something in translation,” he said to you.

“Go on with it Jamie,” you urge him to continue, “I’m not easily offended.”

He huffed out, “It means something of a pilgrim woman, a traveler with big bright eyes that could see into, well can just see things people cannot. Fearless little woman,” he said to you. “Just something about you, feels right for a nickname,” he finished looking down the path instead of you.

“It’s sweet, thank you,” you glance at him before clearing your throat and continuing onto the castle. Jamie was sweet enough to show you around the area, showing you bits of his childhood. He made you laugh and taught you things you never knew about. It was nice and if you had ever actually had a crush before, you would imagine it would feel like this.

He helped you down from your horse and started to help you carry some of your bags to your new workspace. You caught eye with Laoghaire, she was looking at you and Jamie. This shot you into reality, Jamie was just a thought, an unrealistic dream. “So Y/N, I was thinking before the gathering, I was hoping to take you-.”

You hollered for Murtagh, shocking Jamie from mid-speech, “What do you want woman?”

“Can you help me get this stuff to my healing room,” you hesitated not knowing what to call it.

Murtagh looked from you to Jamie, “Seems young Jamie’s got it figured out.”

“Jamie hands are full with something else,” Jamie looked at your confused, “I think Laoghaire would like to talk to you.”

“Y/N, I’m-,” Jamie tried to interrupt you.

“Nope,” you shook your head, passing your bags to Murtagh, who looked annoyed and unamused, “I don’t want you to waste any more time with me, go,” you gestured towards the girl not so subtly looking in our direction.

He looked like he was about to argue, but you stop him again, “I need to get to know Murtagh anyway, you told me I should start being nicer to him.”

“This is nicer,” Murtagh questioned.

“Alright,” Jamie tossed up his hands, “Good luck with the Lass.”

You and Murtagh started to move to your workspace, “What do you think you’re doing,” he whispered harshly to you.

“Getting ready for the gathering,” you answered with charm, “I took you for a more intelligent man Murtagh.”

“Don’t play dumb, girl,” he moved in front of you, “I mean with Jamie, your playing your games. You’re going to get him in trouble with all your messing around.”

Not letting yourself think too much about it, you walked around him ignoring what he was saying, “I’m not doing anything, I’m introducing him to a girl that likes him.”

“Miss, he doesn’t need a girl like Laohaire,” he sulked after you.

“What’s wrong with her, she is clearly interested in Jamie, she’s beautiful, and I imagine he’ll want to marry one day,” you continued, trying to avoid the feeling of jealousy.

Murtagh tossed down your bags, “You’re right about that, but Laohaire is a lassie and she’ll always be a lassie. Jamie needs a woman to be taking care of him and he her,” he said, “Stop with your meddling before you get him killed.” You stared after him, what was that supposed to mean when he said Jamie needs a woman.

PART 8

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