#listen guys I’m very passionate about him having a cat okay???

[gettothestabbing]

Friendship is so underrated

I’ve been having such a great time hanging out with my new friends from work. It took me a long time to learn how to be a good friend, and to find people who were willing to be good friends back. The two people I’ve been getting to know are a girl from Kenya and a boy from Brazil. It’s also just nice to hang out with coworkers close to my age, since many people I work with are in their forties or older.

I mentioned in my last read-more post that I have a crush on my coworker, the Brazilian guy I just mentioned. He knows that I am dating someone from EHarmony (as in, we’ve had two dates and scheduled a third). Yesterday, he came to me and said, “I really want to go to this restaurant with you, since it would be awkward to go alone. But I don’t want to get in the middle of your relationship.”

See, he just got divorced, and his ex-wife was at least emotionally cheating with someone from work, if not actually cheating. So he’s very aware of the need for proper boundaries. I immediately told him, “It’s fine! I already told him about you and he is okay with us hanging out.” I started dating EH-guy around the same time that I started hanging out more with Brazil-guy.

I wish I could just transfer my crush on Brazil-guy to EH-guy. Because EH-guy is very nice! And cute. But we just don’t know each other that well yet. 

At the moment, I’m just trying to ignore the crush and never act on it. We keep boundaries up; we rarely touch each other, and if we do it’s in safe/platonic ways. But it’s harder to ignore just how much better suited Brazil-guy and I are to each other than this EH-guy is. We share the same religion, we have similar though not identical political views, we’re avid non-fiction readers, we’re passionate about our shared profession and what in it needs to change, and we’ve both lost our same-gender parent and been recently dumped. We have so much to talk about that it’s hard to find a stopping point, but silence is also comfortable. Even though English is his third language, I find it easy to understand him, and he’s a wonderful listener.

If he weren’t going through so much right now, and didn’t seem to need a friend so much, I would be trying harder to distance myself from him. I know this extra time with him will only prolong my feelings. But I am being very strict with myself about it. No daydreaming, no touching, and any thought that tends to romance I sharply cut off.

I kind of wish he would indicate an absolute disinterest in me. It might make that strictness easier. I feel that I’ve gotten prettier due to body recomp, better habits, etc. But that doesn’t mean he is or ever will be attracted to me. That’s not how attraction works. I can quietly hope for it, but I would also be so concerned if he wanted to date anyone right now. Like they JUST filed the paperwork. He’s struggling with the idea of being single again. At least he still has the cat and his work friends. We will help him move to a new place for a fresh start next month. Sadly, he’s also transferring roles at work, so we won’t be able to chat there. But maybe this will mean we can hang out more outside of work?

The thing is, I love this friendship. I have never had many friends at one time. It took me some time to make friends since moving here a few years ago. And even though he’s almost everything I’ve been looking for in a husband, I refuse to jeopardize this friendship or make him uncomfortable. I’m trying to live in the moment and focus on non-romantic goals. It’s possible that in a few months or a year, my friend will be interested in dating again, and he might consider me as an option. But I can’t bet on it, nor should I treat our friendship as a waiting stage for that not-so-likely future. 

All I can do is keep working to be good and glorify God. It’s important to bring my desires to God, so that He can purify them and remove those that do not accord to His will. That which it is not right for us to receive, God does not grant. “Desire is prayer; and no loss can occur from trusting God with our desires, that they may be moulded and exalted before they take form in words and in deeds.” (S&H p. 1:11)

[junowritings]

Baldur gate matchups :0000000000

Cool nouns: he/she

Gender pref: no pref :0

Zodiac: Aries sun, Leo moon, libra rising

MBTI: intj-a

How I describe myself: huge nerd, collector of stupid shit, I am both the golden retriever boyfriend and goth girlfriend in one genderless human shaped mass. Girl kisser and dilf enjoyer (deadass men my age freak me out a little but…. dilfs….. explodes)

Hobbies: Digital art, web design, cooking, video games, reading,

How other people describe me (/pos):

- “you feel act like the embodiment of a mango monster”

- “The fact that of all of us (in reference to the polycule) you don’t have an autisim diagnosis is more of a jumpscare than you being ginger”

- “You could tell me the sky is hot pink and if you said it with the same conviction you say most things I’d trust you completely on it.”

Character flaws? Idk how to phrase this without it reading as self deprecating- issues I know I have that would inevitably be relevant to knowing me.

- I lack both empathy and sympathy almost completely, which makes me absolutely horrid at comforting people unless they want practical, logic driven solutions.

- I have a bad habit of seeing my solutions as the only viable solution, even if it’s been proven to be wrong/ineffective

- I can be incredibly arrogant (bordering on elitist) about the topics I am passionate about

- I form strong opinions of people quickly, and they are extremely difficult to shake (a bad first impression with me usually ends in a distain so strong I inconvenience myself to avoid said person, and it’s just as hard to convince me someone I like has done something wrong without extremely concrete proof, and even then I’m inclined to forgive them.)

Love language: gifts!! Usually art, or trinkets and cooking.

Miscellaneous and potentially unnecessary facts about me:

- I really like terraria

- I’m allergic to sunlight (literally)

- My bed is more categorically akin to a nest

- I’m completely nocturnal (re: sunlight)

- I’m also allergic to gluten, milk, eggs, pollen, grass, mold, citrus, red meat, cats, and dogs.

- My cats name is Fortnite Battlepass

- One of the name ideas for him was Dollarama

- I own a student grade microscope

- My favourite passtime is drawing pathetic men happy and in love

- I have Gale’s orb scar as a tattoo

Uhhhhh that’s it :0 if there’s anything specific you wanna know (or if you want pictures of my cat and/or tattoo) you’re more than welcome to ask!!

Match up time! Gotta say Fortnite Battlepass is adorable and only cemented who I decided to go with in the end! Which is,,,

So get this, two nerdy golden retriever partners walk into a tavern-

Okay but seriously, is it any wonder that Gale ends up so absolutely taken with you? 

The moment he sees your collection Gale wants to hear about it. There’s nothing quite like amassing a collection of things that bring you joy and make you happy, and he’ll gladly listen to you ramble about it if you’re comfortable to - where you got them, how long you’ve been collecting, what’s the most treasured part of your collection. These are just some of the things he’d query you on, all the while taking the time to admire your collection if you have it on display or bring it out to show him. 

He's actually got a fair collection himself, though his penchant for magical item consumption may have dwindled his display far more than he would have liked - alas desperate times had called for desperate measures back then. It’s honestly very validating to have someone show that kind of interest; though thanks to his curious nature you two may be stuck in this discussion for a couple of hours. It’s fascinating though! So who can really blame the guy? 

Will actively add to the stuff you collect so get ready to expand the space for them; one of his love languages is gift giving - so if that means getting you some of the weirdest stuff you’ve ever seen for your collection just to make you smile? By the gods he’d gift you something every other day if he could - thankfully Tara’s quick to curb that before he gets over excited and offers to refurbish an entire room in his tower back home for your stuff.

I don’t know if Gale would technically count as a dilf, being on the middle/younger side of the dilf scale (I hc like mid 30’s.) BUT he’s got the soft dad bod, bad puns, a couple grey streaks AND Tara so in my heart I would say this man is on the road to qualify.

Gale would be fascinated to see you at your computer, be it creating art or working on the code for your web pages. You’re practically working a magic of your own on your computer screen, confident in your ability to create and finishing off every piece you create with a level of detail and care that he’s sure very few people can even begin to replicate. And gods if there isn’t anything more attractive to him than someone who knows their craft and is passionate about it.

I hope you’re prepared for an audience because Gale will watch you work, leaning against the back of your chair with his head upon yours or your shoulder the whole time. You’ll have to warn him a couple times not to get too close to the screen because if he gets any closer you’re gonna struggle to see what you’re doing. When it comes to your web page designing, he would try and take up learning from you if you ever offer to teach him some basics - Gale would jump at the chance, actually. The guy’s a dream to teach, but also has a tendency to ramble as he tries to figure out whatever you’re trying to teach him. He also has a bad habit of getting overconfident, which when it comes to coding with him is a surefire way for the thing to blow up in his face (thankfully not literally.)

He absolutely LOVES cooking together. This man spent months being one of the only relatively decent cooks in the tadpole party so he’s got a decent list of recipes under his belt for each of their dietary requirements. Give him a couple times, let him learn what you can and can’t have and what foods you prefer, and he’ll make something pleasantly edible - not always perfect, but damn if it isn’t tasty. May or may not have a mental list of your favourite meals that he’d remembered from passing conversations. He certainly doesn’t use this as a means to surprise you or impress you whenever he invites you over (of course he does). The pair of you might occasionally butt heads over who cooks since he has a tendency to hover around in the kitchen trying to do stuff even if he’s not the one cooking that time.

It’s no secret that Gale’s bread and butter is books and tomes of all design and creed - hells he has an entire section of his home dedicated to his collection. He’ll happily give you recommendations and gift you books that you’ve expressed interest in without a second thought; he’s just chuffed to have someone who shares in this kind of pastime! If you guys are together around the time he does return home, he’ll ask for your company to sort through all of his books together. Sure it may not be the most riveting activity unless you’re really interested in what secret books he’s had stashed in his shelves all of these years; but it means a lot to him to have you there with him the whole time as he (quite literally) rearranges his life now that he’s home. There are some books that while he’ll still keep, they’re better off somewhere else than the main room - like the tomes and scrolls and forgotten texts once dredged up in desperate pursuits better left in the past. He’ll gladly let you fill in those gaps with books of your own, to create a space in his home that’s full of you - he can think of nothing better that would occupy that space than you.

Okay, so that one comment about the sky? Yeah, that’s Gale. While Gale’s not the kind of person to go blindly trusting everything someone says, there’s that conviction in the way that you say things that somehow makes him fall for it every time. If you ever did turn around and tell him that the sky was hot pink it’d earn you an amused snort and a sarcastic ‘haha very funny’ as he looks up from whatever he’s doing. But you’re the one who gets the last laugh because he’s the one casting a ‘subtle’ glance towards the window not even a minute later, only to be met with your knowing grin the moment he turns back. Just don’t let the others know that you’ve got that kinda one up on him, because I’m telling you now - Astarion and Shadowheart? Yeah they’ll be insisting to know how you get that kinda conviction to use on the poor man later.

While I can see Gale as the comforting type when the circumstances require, I also believe that having a partner like you who can ground him back to reality with logical solutions and practical reasoning is exactly what he needs. It’s so easy for him to get lost within the confines of his own thoughts, to allow things to become too much of a mess for him to pick apart and deal with on his own. But you’re a welcome hand, there to unravel the threads pulling taught on his mind with discussions of solutions and things that he can put into action in the here and now. That is comfort in its own way, even if you may not realise it.

As previously stated gift giving is one of Gale’s love languages, so given that you’re very much the same, that idea of making a room in his house just for you may not be such a far fetched idea anymore. His gifts centre around your current interests and fixations - he’s got a good ear for listening out to find what you need and get what makes you happiest. Expect more than a few magical items though - protective accessories for when he’s not at your side, or even items with silly magical effects that he knows will get a chuckle out of you once you realise what they do. Gets flustered under the same treatment however - your gifts are precious, and he feels like no matter where he puts them there’s not a good enough place to show them off and admire them. Always gets this lovestruck little look on his face each time he passes by one of your gifts in the day to day, running his hands along them like the mere touch of them is enough to brighten his very soul.

Hope there’s room enough in that nest for two because Gale doesn’t mind in the slightest. But he will help you to make it more comfortable - comfier blankets, softer pillows for extra cushion; this man spent at least a couple years falling asleep in places around his home that weren’t his bed so he knows the importance of making it as comfortable a place as possible for you (and his joints).

Comes as no surprise that he LOVES your cat, and it’s also no surprise that he’ll spoil the guy as much as humanly possible. Fortnite Battlepass quickly becomes one of the most pampered cats this side of Faerun, not just because of all the treats Gale likes to think he’s being sneaky about giving him, but because of the fact his tower is a cat paradise. Not to mention that cats usually warm up to Gale very quickly - guy’s a magnet because more often than not you’ll find Gale in the middle of work with Fortnite Battlepass flopped across his lap or desk, or lounging over his shoulder like a purring slinky.

The first time he sees your tattoo you can see several stages of panic go through his face in an attempt to remain calm about the situation. He visibly relaxes when you explain, no, it’s not actually an orb scar but a tattoo. Very much a ‘same hat’ moment for your tattoo and his own scar. Depending on where the tattoo is and if you’re comfortable with it, you may find him occasionally brushing his fingers over your tattoo, calloused fingertips following the inky tendrils that curl away from the main circle in the centre. Please do the same with his scar, you’ll basically turn the man to mush in your hands seeing you pay any kind of love and attention to a mark which once caused him such pain.

[cringe--is--dead]

Hii! I saw your post about windbreaker match ups and wanted to try it. I’ve never done these before so sorry if its a bit awkward!

I’m considered a leader figure and a mother figure personality wise. Growing up a lot of people always depended on me in a nurturing way and I’d like to think i’m very motherly?? I’m a huge dork tho… (I’ve been told) who’s very passionate about learning (literally anything new) and I’m an extroverted introvert. Just overall i’m a huge nerd who loves learning and encouraging people to learn or improve and I love taking care of the people around me! I’m a generally cheerful person who always tries her best, though I get really embarrassed if people compliment me cause I’m not really used to it

My hobbies include learning (anything), studying what teas/herbs do for the body, like an apothecary, and studying. I love learning about natural medicines. When I’m not studying/learning I love practicing martial arts. I’m constantly trying out new techniques and moves from different styles… (but my base style is a lot of kung fu, taichi, and deflection)

I don’t have pets but would really love a cat or dog! One that is fluffy (pomsky, ragdoll). I’m a cat person in general though!

I’m a dark/light academia girl and my aesthetic of clothes and style are mostly shades of browns and neutral colors. I also wear a lot of turtlenecks. I’m really into the academia style

I didn’t grow up with alot of media aside from anime, so my favorite shows all time are fairy tail and inuyasha! Movie wise I love the Kung Fu Panda movies. Books… Probably the Witch of BlackBird Pond!

I hope this wasn’t too much of a bore to read :C… Make sure to drink water and take care of yourself! Thanks for listening to my character profile lolol

AH! this is my first match-up I’m so excited! >.<

Okay! To he honest my brain immediately went “oooh Umemiya!” but then I went no… wait…

Therefore I’m matching you with Hiragi!

I think this man needs some good balancing out, someone level headed that helps him manage his younger classmates (as well as the other 3rd years), but I also think he needs someone to help him cut loose!

Your study of teas and other remedies is something that you can use and it comes in handy. You brew him teas that not only taste good but help his stressed induced pains! Next thing you know he’s cutting down on his gaskun-10! Good job!

I can also imagine Hiragi as the guy who agrees to adopt a pet because you want to, but swears up and down he won’t grow attached. Then you go to his one day and see your cat napping, cuddled on up a sleeping Hiragi’s chest.

Not attached? Sure.

I also feel like he’s the kind of boyfriend who would spar with you! Yes, he pulls his punches, but because the way you two fight is different in styles, and he doesn’t actually want to hurt you. So you show him new martial arts moves you learn, you have occasionally knocked him onto his ass, and he always feels so proud about it.

He casually brags about it whenever he can. (so all the time)

He’s also the kind of boyfriend who hears you mention a topic you’re interested in once, and next thing you know he’s bought you books about said topic, taking you to a museum or event that deals with said topic, and loves to listen to you talk about all the things you’ve learned!

[overtake]

how DID you become a max girlie ? ❤️

This accidentally turned very long-winded so it’s going under a read more. TLDR: I consumed all content of Daniel I could get my hands on, which naturally included a ton of Max, and he really struck me as just a weird little guy that I wanted to put in a glass jar and shake around. Related, this tiktok makes my heart burst with fondness and it explains a lot of the “I just want to perform science experiments on him and keep him fed and warm” attitude I have towards him.

It started with the on the sofa videos. He was so funny and lively, and I was extremely confused why everyone made him out to be this soulless robot. He’s clearly very passionate and serious about what matters to him (racing), but he’s just a completely normal, fun guy. Maybe his personality isn’t for everyone - he’s not going to fake nice and he doesn’t have the same universal charisma that someone like Daniel does, but he’s so funny and entertaining in a more subtle way. Daniel constantly talking about how Max is unintentionally funny is exactly it. Max is so himself, unshakeable and matter-of-fact with a little bit of goofiness and inappropriate jokes. Also, the way Max is so unimpressed by fame and celebrity is so refreshing. He doesn’t give a fuck about status, he cares if you’ll listen to his stories about his cats or play iracing with him or indulge his long-winded explanations about every nuance of the car. It’s nice to see how utterly unaffected he is by the fame.

I was already becoming turned around on him around winter-time with all this content, but I didn’t know how I’d feel about him going into a season. I started watching some old races, and he was so much fun to watch. Then I made the potentially poor choice to search “Max Verstappen” on tiktok and oooo boy. I came out of that three hours later in a fog of fondness and that weird kind of protective attraction that first strikes a lesbian’s heart when she’s about to add another little guy to her eclectic collection of celebrity men.

I’m not used to individual sports since I only watch team ones, but I became really obsessed with Max’s drive and determination to win without apology. It’s so much fun - I can’t believe people hate him for Brazil. That shit was both petty and deserved. He has his morals and beliefs and he will stand by them, and he’s not rolling over for his teammate who was happy to screw him over. I wasn’t a Max fan then, but I was so thrown off by the outrage and hatred for him. Even if we didn’t know it was about Monaco, Max takes racing so seriously. I know he wouldn’t fuck around in a race and have had these talks with the team beforehand if it wasn’t for a legitimately founded reason. I think people just want to think the worst of him at all costs.

Then I became extra endeared from his documentary. That man loves racing so much that he puts up with the utter bullshit he has to deal with every race weekend - he seemed so stressed by crowds, extra interviews, etc. He’s not here for that and doesn’t want to put on this show. He just wants to drive. And then at home and with his family, he was so soft and funny. There were so many fun little nuggets of information (Max having a Harley? Okay, slay). Of course, the cat bits were deeply important as well. It’s obvious how much his childhood affected him, even when he usually laughs off what his dad put him through or avoids discussing how he grew up largely without his mom and sister. I found him a really resilient person who became a talented driver and genuinely kind-hearted person in spite of Jos’ shit.

I love that he doesn’t put on an act with the media. I am so sick of the same platitudes, the recycled and sickly sweet and fake ways to talk around shit. I think f1 in general is way better for getting real, raw quotes (I cannot emphasize enough how fucking unbearably boring hockey pressers are. If you get a coach saying a ref did a bad job, he’s getting fined and the whole hockey world will debate it for three days). But Max in particular doesn’t hide his contempt for their bullshit and tells it how it is. It’s so funny to watch him put people in their place.

Also: cat dad. Cat dad. Cat dad!!! Very important quality to me. I know people joke about cat dads being a green flag, but they really are. Max is so sweet with his little demons. He’s also so soft and kind to children, always making time for them (which is bare minimum human decency obviously, but it’s very cute how good he is with them as well. He really engages with them and gets down to their level and understands their boundaries well - like with that girl at silverstone who was very obviously overwhelmed and shy, and he talked with her while very carefully keeping his distance to make sure she was comfortable and felt safe and had a good experience).

In sum: there was no one moment where a light bulb just went on, but he grew on me so much the more I learned about him. It’s so much fun being a Max fan (and I don’t just mean winning, though that’s very fun after being a long-suffering fan of a cruel flop hockey team). The community of Max fans is so much fun, just celebrating all his weirdness and bad habits, and genuinely loving and embracing him for all his track terrorism and obvious hatred of the f1 circus. I’ve never seen so many people talk about wanting to eat a man (his love handles and thighs are that good though, very true). Letting myself actually learn about him and love him instead of trying to conform to the peer f1blr pressure to hate on him once I realized there might be something more to him (even when half those people seem to secretly consume and enjoy content with him anyway while pretending they can’t stand any part of him) is the best thing I’ve ever done.

[thekinkyleopard]

New Guy

Pt.5 Finale of A Mini Series

A Remi x Levi Non-Canon Fiction

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

Violence & Cheating

Author’s Note: Okay, I’m terribly sorry it took so long for me to get this one out but it’s here now! Don’t worry! I haven’t given up or forgotten! I just….wasn’t confident how I wanted this story to conclude, however! Have no fear! I’ve figured it out! 🫡 Strap in and enjoy! Art and Remi by @aller-geez 🥰

Today was the day, the day Alistar and Connie would come back home. It had been 3 months, and by this point the two men had become closer than ever before having already professed their love for one another. Remi and Levi had spent their remaining weeks together playing, bonding, being insanely intimate in every inch and corner of the house, and not a single care in the world. However, playing house was done now, and Levi woke up this morning to reality as he was cuddled beside the wolf, they were completely nude and Remi was still very much asleep. They had passed out in the raven haired man’s room last night after a Twilight movie marathon ended in deep passion.

Levi’s head rest on top of the chest that gently rose and fell with each soft breath. The leopard’s bright blue orbs wide open as he scanned the flesh beneath his face. He had a big decision to make, and it was whether or not he would confront the soon to be enraged dragon or just disappear without a trace. No, Levi was not looking forward to how his soon to be ex would take this sudden news…of him falling in love with someone else. He couldn’t face him, truly, because if he did the man would do nothing but try to manipulate him in staying. Knowing full well, there wasn’t anything Al could hold over his head to make him stay…besides his sister. Another thing that was worrying him, is how she was going to take the news. Levi sighed deeply trying his best not to wake the other as he peeled himself off of his partner.

Levi thought back to all the time they’d spent together, it felt like it’s been so much longer than simply 4 months. Lots of late nights staring into each other’s eyes, listening to the sound of the other breathing gently. Heartbeats, memorizing moles, and the curves of their bodies. Levi had never been with someone so invested in him, so observant, so present. Truly he felt full, loved, and seen. These facts alone were making it easier for the cat to come to terms with the shit storm that would await them.

Levi swung himself out of the bed slowly and quietly to not disturb a sleeping wolf, knowing full well the man wasn’t a morning person. He walked himself to the bathroom after slipping on one of Remi’s t-shirts, and went through his morning routine. Coming out of the restroom much fresher and brighter than he walked in, he decided to make a fresh pot of coffee for when Remi did decide to join the land of the living. He stood there in the kitchen as he listened to the faint drip of the coffee pot brewing, and thought hard about how he was going to approach this conundrum. He could always make Remi do it… that was the easiest route. Remi talks to Al, he’ll talk to his sister, boom. Avoid any sort of situation where Alistar feels the need to take a shot at Levi’s self esteem.

As the pot began to fill up, and Levi continued to dissociate in the middle of the eating space before the soft scuffle of feet could be heard approaching the room. “Kitten?” He heard a sleepy deep voice call out with a gentle tone of concern. The white haired male turned around delicately to face the other.

“Morning, handsome, I’m making some coffee right now,” he smiled with reassurance, Remi approaching him and wrapping his arms around the smaller’s waist, no longer naked the wolf was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants.

“The bed got cold…I woke up and you weren’t there..” he muttered into the crook of the leopard’s exposed neck his tall body bent at the waist to be at level. Levi wrapped his own thin arms around the sleepy man and rubbed the small of his large back.

“Just got some stuff on my mind, couldn’t sleep anymore,” he murmured in response as the thoughts came creeping back inside him. Remi stood up straight now and placed both palms under Levi’s jaw, lifting his face to look up at him now.

“What ailes you, my love?” The wolf asked sweetly as he planted a gentle kiss upon his forehead.

“I don’t know how to approach Al…” he muttered his eyes shifting from Remi’s gaze before reconnecting, sky blues pouring into emerald greens.

“Let me do it,” a prideful smirk spread across his face. “No really, Id love to see his face…plus we can’t trust he isn’t going to retaliate against you, if it’s just the two of you,” speaking logistically. The leopard mulled over the idea he had earlier, but now mentioned by the man.

“I thought about that, wasn’t sure how to ask..” mumbling sheepishly the wolf could only chuckle, he brought his head up to delicately press their lips together in a romantic peck.

“I’d do anything for you…” this brought a light pink blush across the cat’s freckled face, he smiled now.

“Okay, I’m gonna put some pants on then…they’ll probably be here any minute,” Levi said nervously before he was released by Remi’s hands.

“Alright, imma drink some coffee and brace myself,” laughing playfully. In all truth, Remi was excited to shove it in Al’s face. ‘That’s right, shithead…he picked ME, get lost,’ he was already practicing in his head as he sipped his cup of black coffee. Levi had already disappeared into his own bedroom, it feeling like a foreign place. He’d mostly stuck to wearing Remi’s clothes and sleeping in his bed since the first time they were intimate. He didn’t like to be reminded of all the memories he shared with Alistar in there. Switching his shirt to a normal white crop top and some hello kitty pajama bottoms, he walked back out of the room and into the kitchen, the two made eye contact and smiled at each other as Levi made himself a cup of Joe. It was then that the front door came swinging open, the sound of struggling bags and shuffling people filling the once quiet house.

“WE’RE HOOOOOMEEEE~” the dragon announced as he stepped inside the space with a large grin. “Where’s my lover?? I need a big fat kiss…” dropping his things in the doorway he went searching for the leopard in question, finding him in the kitchen. “Oh hey Rem,” he greeted the wolf, who could only smirk at what was about to come. Levi was facing away from Al when he came in, drinking his coffee and trying to scatter his brain to avoid the kiss.

“Actually! You know what! Before that, I reeeeeaaaalllyyyy need to talk to my sister!” The leopard bounced up turning around he nodded at the two and quickly shuffled past them, running to Connie’s room where he found her unpacking. Al’s eyebrows furrowed.

“What was that?” He asked, the expression on his face clearly that of irritation and confusion. ‘This is my opportunity,’ the raven haired man thought to himself.

“Yeah…buddy…I hate to break it to ya, but…” sipping his coffee casually, he looked dead in Al’s blood red eyes and dropped the bomb. “Levi’s done with you, consider this your notice of dumping, brother,” unable to hide the satisfied grin off his face. Al’s eyes narrowed, his nostrils flared.

“What the fuck did you just say?” He hissed behind gritted teeth, this has to be a joke.

“Let me make this a little more clear so your small brain can comprehend,” the dragon looking at the other with disgust, but Remi stepped closer and with each thud of his foot he spoke, inching closer and closer. “We’ve. Been. Fucking…” this last part in a whisper so only they two could hear “He’s not your boyfriend anymore, buddy,” Alistar took two open palms and shoved the wolf in front of him.

“The fuck are you talking about dude?” Unable to wrap his head around the sincerity of this situation. If this was a joke it had gone too far. Remi could only laugh as he barely moved an inch backwards. “Where’s Levi? I’m going to straighten this out…” the dragon growled low in his chest, eyes glowing bright red and the whites slowly darkening as they went black. His full body shook with rage, but as he went to step past the wolf, Remi slid his feet just a smidge to block his path.

“No, see, you’re gonna need MY permission to associate yourself with MY boyfriend, and I’ll give you a hint,” leaning in again he whispered once more. “That ain’t gonna fucking happen, pal,” the second Remi called Levi his, the dragon saw red and immediately cocked his arm to throw forth a hard punch into Remi’s jaw. Unfortunately for him, the wolf caught it mid air within his own fist, smirking and tilting his head a bit. “Cute, my turn,” grabbing the man by his wrist, turning him around and smashing his face into the nearest cabinet. A large thud and crack echoed within the space, blood pouring down Alistar’s now broken nose.

“What the fuck???” The red eyed one struggling to turn around as Remi kept him pinned against the counter.

“Not. Fucking. Happening. What IS fucking happening, is you’re giving us the 30 days it’ll take to pack up our shit and find a new spot, and If you don’t, if I find you harassing my sweet kitten, I’ll break your neck like I just broke your nose, do you understand? You’ve done enough tormenting of that poor man, and if you think even for a split second I’m gonna give you the chance, you’re a walking dead man,” Remi growled every word into the dragon’s ear as he pushed in on his twisted arm. “Do. You. Understand?” Each word slow enough to be heard and represented.

“Y-Yes…fine..if that’s what he wants to do, fuck him, I don’t need that little slut,” Al hissed behind bleeding teeth. Tsking through a clicked tongue, shaking his raven hair back and forth.

“Now you really fucked up,” using his other hand to grab Al by his long ponytail hair, he pulled him back only to smash his face forward again, 2 of his teeth falling out and hitting the counter with a *tink*. “Say some shit like that again, go on, do you really want to test me?” Snarling as his toxic green eyes shined brighter than previously, blood starting to pool in his mouth as the more Alistar spoke, the more pissed he got.

“Jesus fucking Christ dude, alright, fuck, take him, I just want to unpack my shit and go to the fucking bar at this point,” shoving the man forward again as he released his grips, Remi stepped back giving Al the chance to finally have his own space. The man in question turned around, looked Remi up and down and scoffed, but he kept every word he had to himself. His face was covered in blood, it was noticeable he was missing his two front teeth. Remi laughed, following behind the dragon to his room making sure, he did in fact go to his room. As he turned around to head to his own area, Levi exited Connie’s room with a sweet relieved smile on his face. Remi stepped up to the younger and wrapped his arms around him, kissing his neck, and the side of his face. “How’d it go with your sister?” He asked showering the other in affections. Giggling softly and closing his eyes to relish in being loved, he responded.

“It went well! She understood why I was leaving Al, and how I felt about you, she said she’s proud of me for taking the initiative to find my own happiness instead of worrying so much about hers…Guess I didn’t do such a good job at hiding my misery..” he muttered nervously but followed it with a breathy giggle. “But! She’s fine, we’re fine, she’s going to miss us when we move,” leaning further into the love he was receiving from the taller.

“She’s not coming with us?” Remi asked curiously, they had talked about all three of them dipping on Al and letting him suffer alone, but clearly something changed.

“Nah, she understands Al was a terrible boyfriend to me, but they’re best friends, and she knows with some time she can get him to be a better person than he is…I doubt it, I also told her not to waste her life catering to him and coddling him but she only laughed at me and dismissed it so…I can’t be sure but one thing I do know, is they have a bond like no other…so I know she’ll be okay here,” Remi furrowed his brows all though Levi couldn’t see them. However, he trusted his mate, so he would take his word for it.

“As long as you’re certain, tell her for me to never be afraid to contact me if Al goes rogue, I’ll come beat his ass like I did today,” feeling smug with himself, he smirked. Levi stood back in amazement, eyes wide as he couldn’t believe what he had heard.

“You did what?” At that moment Alistar, still looking worse for wear, walked past the couple, glaring at Levi with his still blacked out glowing eyes. The cat could see the missing teeth, the blood, and the bruising that started to take shape. Quickly snapping his gaze away back to the wolf he stifled a laugh, waiting for Al to be out of ear shot. Not risking it, he took Remi by the wrist and shoved themselves into the taller’s room, slamming the door shut.

“You did that??” Levi asked with genuine curious amazement. Remi shrugged humbly.

“He ran his mouth, and tested my patience, so I gave him a reality check,” the leopard bit his lower lip and looked the other up and down with hungry desire.

“I absolutely need you to fuck me, right now,” and before Levi could even make the first attempt, Remi was already closing the gap between them.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” entangling themselves together as their lips met in a feverish and feral kiss. From then on, it was just the two of them against the world.

The End

🥳🥳🥳 I finished it! Alas! This Mini-Series has come to an end! Let me know how you liked it? Do we want more series’ like these? I’ve got a few in mind! Once again, thank you all for who took the time to read, like and reblog my writings. Y’all are real ones 🥹 💕

[ithinkabouttzu]

Hi!! Can I have a BoB ship?

I’m pale, sort of auburn-blonde, green grey eyed, 5’6” and fairly slender but with big boobs and hips.

I'm very passionate, always smiling, empathetic, sarcastic, smart, and easy going. I hide behind my humor so people can’t get too close, and I overcompensate my shyness by talking to everyone, so no one believes I really am. I’m riddled with anxiety and massively self critical and can be stubborn and proud. But I try to always put others first, and I like to challenge myself. I’m fiercely loyal once I let someone get close to me. I’m a nurse, and I’ve been told that instead of being like “work wife,” I’m “work jester” because I just go around trying to make everyone laugh.

I love animals, especially dogs (I have 9, plus 1 geriatric cat and 8 chickens). I also love learning about anything and everything; I spend a lot of free time listening to lectures or watching documentaries. I’m an avid traveler and reader. Music is very important to me, and I listen to just about every genre from every era. Drawing and painting are my catharsis, but I love doing anything creative.

Thanks in advance! 🦊

Thank you for your request sweetheart!!

and you gotta hear me out ok this but

I ship you with…

Denver “Bull” Randleman!

- Okay so let me say how ENAMORED this boy is first upon meeting you, like man thinks you’re GORG

- HAS to come up to you and introduce himself, and that’s when his southern hospitality really comes to play LOL

- Has millions of pet names he calls you (darling, princess, sweetheart, pumpkin, honey, doll) Be ready because he can get CREATIVE with names 🤣

- He thinks your smile is SO pretty and tries so hard to see it whenever he can 🥹

- He loves how outgoing and funny you are! When you guys first met, you showed that side of yourself to him and he couldn’t get enough LOL

- Always tries to see more than your funny jokes and (even though he loves them), he knows it’s just a defense mechanism and wants to see that genuine side of you.

- but don’t forget how *obsessed* he is with your body and curves, like if you wear tight fitted tops or pants he cannot keep his hands to himself

- Sometimes he can tell when you get shy or nervous and will make sure to talk to everyone with you!

- He also loves how loyal and passionate you are, He knows you keep the people you love close to you and he admires that so much.

-He also knows if you want something you’ll try your best to go for it! He sees that fieriness in you and loves it!!

- He hates when you start to be hard on yourself and always reminds you it’s normal to not be perfect in everything you do (even though you are perfect to him 🤭)

- Literally breaks his heart when he sees you get nervous or when he can tell when your anxiety acts up.

-he always tries to talk you through it (if you let him ofc) or if you guys just want to get away to take your mind off of whatever it is, he’s ready!

- Both of you are MAJOR animal lovers and i could def see you guys having a whole farm of animals ( like loves ALL 9 of your dogs once he meets them) Also those chickens 🤣

- Saturday nights are definitely movie nights where you guys watch all of your favorite documentaries. bull isn’t as much of a fan as you are but he still enjoys it (cause he’s with you ofc 🤭)

- and whenever you guys have free time, oh boy, he’s planning all these cool places you guys can look at and go to. Both of you are ambitious to explore together and make memories with each other 😩

- I can see you and bull just winding down together and listening to music (he definitely sings all of the romantic songs to you 🥹) There’s definitely songs that remind him of you and whenever he hears them he just stops and smiles like omg

- Also can we mention how he loves your drawings?!? Like Van Gogh who? He finds it so cool that he can see your feelings and emotions through your work, he feels closer to you in some way when he looks at them (so cute omg)

- But overall this boys main goal is to just SPOIL you and love you! he just cherishes you so much 😭 (and can’t wait to put a ring on it) LMAO

Hi honey thank you again for requesting! If you want another BoB ship with someone else let me know and i’ll do it!! 💝

Hi honey thank you again for requesting! If you want another BoB ship with someone else let me know and i’ll do it!! 💝

Hi honey thank you again for requesting! If you want another BoB ship with someone else let me know and i’ll do it!! 💝

Hey honey I hope you like this and thank you again for requesting! Let me know if you’d like to request for another BoB guy and i’ll do it!! 💝

Hi honey I hope you love this and if you want another BoB guy just let me know!! 💞

- He thinks you are such a special person,

- loves your curves like so much 🙈 whenever you wear something tight that accentuates your chest or your hips he literally cannot keep his hands to himself 🤭

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[dreamerwriternstargazer]

Okay now I’ve sort of managed to calm down a bit

and to help me calm down more

All the Good Things ™️ from yesterday ^_^ (not necessarily in chronological order because we jumped the tracks of a dozen different conversations XD)

- getting to talk to people my own age from the same background as me

- childhood friends!

- cat mom talk 🥰

- UHM SO I HAD THE CHANCE TO REMINISCE THE SAME WAY TALKING ABOUT OUR MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENTS

“You were there for mine?”

“What no-“

“Underwear.” (I WASNT PLANNING TO SAY IT BUT XD IT WAS FUN AND I WAS COMFORTABLE)

*cue groans and CRIES of STAR IM SO SORRY THERE WAS SOMETHING GENUINELY WRONG WITH ME WHO DOES THAT*

(🤭 I’m lowkey like hey I got the Moment ™️, the bit where you all know without explaining the Drama from the Old Days 🥲)

- accountability - I think she was a bit too harsh on herself but like, talking about how we were when we were younger and acknowledging how she could have been nicer and more considerate to me, like that was really reassuring even though I’ve always thought quite well of her but it was nice to have someone acknowledge it. Like no one from the old days has ever actively sought out my friendship let alone talked honestly about how they treated me so it’s so so so heartwarming, ESPECIALLY WITH THE INCIDENT

- new perspectives! Like my friend telling me her perspective of the Incident and aunties being very protective of me WHICH I DIDNT KNOW and I was so embarrassed but it’s like, heartwarming to know how people care for me.

And perspectives outside of apparently the lad talk, which is in general “Star is a Good Girl” and I was very surprised but pleasantly so about that. Like their mums love me and would encourage them to hang out with me like oh Star’s so nice ^_^ and the way they’ve always talked about me, like even talking to me they were really admiring and kind and just 🥹

- learning about their lives and really getting to know them. Growing up together is quite passive as opposed to knowing them, and now I feel I know them a lot more and being trusted with their lives and wow we have a lot more in common now as grown ups

- shared passions, talking about art!! I feel like I’ve found people in my real life that I can talk art with!!!!! MAYBE ART SESSIONS TOGETHER? 🥺

- THEY BROUGHT UP NEURODIVERGENT CULTURE AND KNEW WHAT IT WAS IM ???!!!?!?!?! BONDING OVER SOCIAL ANXIETY AND BEING BIG TALK PEOPLE AND INFODUMPING AND UH WE MIGHT ALL BE NEURODIVERGENT THE FEELS I AM FEELING I felt very comfortable in casually going like yeah I might be autistic and they were like awesome!! And that really makes sense!! 🥹 I’m-

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- bonding over shared trauma :D religious and otherwise

- Gen Z casual therapy sessions over coffee and dessert LESGO

- being mindful of breaking generational trauma

- KINDNESS AS A CHOICE MENTALITY THANK YOU FINALLY PEOPLE WHO UNDERSTAND I AM NOT A UNICORN OR I AM BUT I AM WITH OTHER UNICORNS other people who understand unconditional kindness 🥹 and also standing up for yourself. Just… the validation like no not just that but the *understanding* and the way we all look at our struggles the same way like yeah people may wrong you but it’s with Allah and we aren’t wrong for being kind

- When You Actively Choose Religion. Like yes any kid raised Muslim gets this but like they GOT it the same way I did the caring about it and practicing and struggles and similar struggles

- Laurie Drama and again, perspective like they heard about it and they were happy for me and then when talking they were like oh that’s your side (abridged) and being respectful and supportive! And like yeah our brothers LOVE the guy but clearly not right for you GOOD ON YOU FOR LISTENING TO YOUR INSTINCTS

- I must extend on this, the emphasis they had on being supportive without even knowing a fraction of the full story despite the fact they know the perfect image of the guy, knew him better growing up around him or the guy’s side only just no it wasn’t right and they immediately understood and didn’t need justification because it’s enough to listen to my opinion because 1. my choice 2. Star’s judgement LIKE DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT

- Talking about marriage stuff and when it’s Right you are comfortable, I will say these girls are a bit more perceptive in like nah I think you’re definitely a marriage person apparently my detached anti marriage vibes never stuck with them XD which like, fair maybe so surprisingly being honest like sure I’m up for it when I am sure and ready and most importantly trusting.

- Girls need to stop rushing into marriage (just cos we say we want to doesn’t mean ANYone and it doesn’t need to be right away and like THANK YOU SOME PEOPLE WHO ARE NORMAL ABOUT IT honestly all through this meet up I just kept feeling yes oh my gosh same page 🥹 girls who get it’s a friendship for life)

- critical over men AGAIN THANK YOU FOR BEING NORMAL IT AINT JUST ME lamenting over yeah those stupid rumours were probably just GUYS being guys “you know if you smile at a guy he thinks you want to marry him”

- defending me again like no completely not your fault people are silly

- critical of suitors the same way I am (IT IS NOT JUST ME THANK YOU IT’S COMMON SENSE i mean same with the rest of my friends but they’re not as aggressive as me these girls get it)

- friend’s cousin saying how her brother wants to marry me or her mum wants her brother to marry me and I was like nooo and she was like THANK YOU NO WAY WAS I HAVING THAT

- racism talks and the Coffee Cup Story XD nah cos like their FACES when they realised how FIERCE the good girl is “I’m too shy to run after like islamophobes” “I have a story for you”

“:O GO OFFFF”

💜💜💜💜 general warmth and comfort 🥰 it was unexpected and to be seen and understood is so rare and to find it in people who I grew up with it just feels special

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Insha’Allah I think we’ll probably get together more and I’m planning to share stuff with them about their fundraising and art I’m doing in Ramadhan Insha’Allah, they come from these families of really strong, awesome women who started a lot of support systems and organisations and charity work for Muslim women in loads of different ways, women’s help escaping abuse, mental health support, career support, nurseries for underprivileged kids and so much more and I’ve always had this great respect and admiration for their mums/grandmother and they really get it too I mean that’s WHY they get it on some level and why I felt comfortable to share my Unicorn Feelings so yeah it’s been a long time since I felt so… comforted by a friendship ^_^ and it’s really heartwarming

[unboundbnha]

Characters I love and whether or not they’d love me: a sliding scale

From Shinsou, to Kuroo, to Kakashi, to Jason Todd

At the top of the list we have Shinsou Hitoshi. I feel like he and I would bond over loving cats and being sleepy. He’d be mildly frustrated with my lack of motivation, but I feel like he’d be good for me and my neuroses wouldn’t be bad for him. Idk I just feel like we’d work pretty well together 💜 seems pretty calm and methodical. Probably just my headcanon, but I get the vibe he’d be much more interested in sitting down and working out issues with someone he cares about vs his (what I imagine is) his knee-jerk response, ie emotionally withdrawing and shutting down. Communication’s a big thing for me so I think we’d work shit out before it ever got bad, which is awesome.

Next we have Kuroo Tetsuro. He’s pretty goofy and fairly easy-going, and I feel like we’d bond over academic stuff. I get the vibe we’d both encourage each others’ passions well. However, the active thing comes in play here again because I am simply not 🤣 I’m also kind of a slovenly mess just because I don’t have the energy to human a lot of the time, and I feel like Shinsou and I would work better with that. Kuroo gives me “I only need one cup of coffee a day to function” energy and I love that for him but I’d kill him for it 😆 also I feel like he’d be genuinely earnest if there were ever rough patches in the relationship. He’d want to actively work through it. Everything about him screams ‘active’ to me JDHDGGS. A go-getter. I am NOT a go-getter, I am a go-sleeper, but he’d probably be good for me and I work really hard to not hurt the people I care about with my issues, so I’d probably at least not be bad for him. I’m an all-around pretty good emotional support and a good person to go to when you need to chill, so we’d work pretty well together that way.

Next: my BOY, my MAN Kakashi Hatake. Listen. I love him. So so much. But he is like. The KING of discipline. I have the drive of an overcooked spaghetti noodle: there’s NO stiffness to my spine. (To be fair, I’m constantly running on like 8% battery power.) I feel like we’d be good for each others’ mental health though. My guy needs some healthy coping techniques and I need someone who’s marginally less of a disaster than I am. Kakashi gives me ‘runner’ vibes if a conversation’s getting too deeply into his trauma, which isn’t GREAT, but it isn’t explosive anger — something I wouldn’t take at all. We’d def bond over dogs and I’m really good at reading people/picking up on what’s going on in their heads, so I’d probably be a soothing, comforting presence for someone so tormented. I’d also be a STAUNCH supporter of him having a life outside of ninja-ing! I’m a great cheerleader and raging attack dog whenever anyone hurts the people I care about, and Kakashi deserves someone sticking up for him. All of this is great, bbbbbbut my boy’s like a functioning alcoholic (without the alcohol): he’s outwardly okay, but there’s something VERY not-good going on inside (it’s probably gotten better in his later years though!). I’m just an alcoholic ODUIHFSIOUDFK there’s something very wrong and it SHOWS. Maybe we’d both go to ninja therapy. Get some talk-no-jutsu. Probably not, but we both need it. Anyway, we wouldn’t be the worst match, but it’d have the potential for messiness. I’m big on communicating, he gives me runner vibes. He’s been self-motivated and pushed his whole life, I’ve got all the motivation of a melted snowman. We’re both tired and don’t want to put the effort into something if it isn’t working, but I feel like if we cared enough we could make it work. I’d certainly try.

Finally, my bestest babiest boy Jason Todd. Between us? It’d probably be half a nightmare. 😅 he does NOT give me the vibes of someone who wants to discuss his trauma. I don’t like guns. It’s very sexy of him to use them against criminals, but I still don’t like guns. Canonically has rage issues so if we got into a fight and he got explosive I’d end up terrified, and idk if I could come back from that. My boy’s bitter, sarcastic, and caustic, and he has every right to be. His lack of care for his mental health would be detrimental to mine, though, because I hate to see the people I love hurting not being able to help. However, my boy’s got a big heart and he looks out for the little guy. He cares about issues that are near and dear to my heart, and I think he and I would be able to understand each other fairly well. I actually feel like, when things would be good between us, they’d be REALLY smooth. Mans is a feminist of the highest degree. He rails against the systemic injustices that our most vulnerable face. Jason has a TON of good, but he’s also extremely nuanced and very traumatized, and he doesn’t react well to emotional issues. He’d never intentionally scare or hurt me, but he has magic PTSD and a long history of guardians teaching him the EXACT wrong way to deal with emotions, so it’d happen and it’d probably destroy something in him. Make him even more bitter and withdrawn than before. And that would be bad. I could easily see that leading to him self-isolating even more and just...spiraling. I just don’t know if I’d have the emotional capacity to support him how he deserves :\\\\ another not-great thing is that Jason Todd doesn’t put on a persona for the Red Hood. The Red Hood is just Jason with a helmet. He can’t separate those two aspects of his life, so I don’t see any reality where I wouldn’t know his secret identity. However, there’s no way I’d go into vigilantism, which leaves me with really only him to rely on for help (and his family, but even more removed from him because I’d just be the s/o). But if I was familiar with the Red Hood and it leaked that I was seeing him (which could easily happen, since, again, the Red Hood is just Jason with a mask) that’d immediately make me his, and through him the Batfam’s, greatest weakness. For one, since I would have no real support network, I’d be easy pickings of anyone who has a bone to pick with any of the Bats (but esp Jason because of...well, you know. Me dating him and him being him). But mostly...it’d be because their secret identities could be easily made with me. “They’re dating the Red Hood? Well unless they have two boyfriends, that beefy guy with them is probably the Red Hood.” The one good thing here is if he was still legally dead no one could tie Jason Todd to Bruce Wayne and his flock, but it’d be a huge problem anyway. I’d be the biggest crack in their anonymity, because I’d have none. Jason deserves love and gentleness and support and I’m good at all those things. He wouldn’t give me shit about being a disaster because he’s also mentally ill and acknowledges mental illness as a Thing, even if he’s shit at taking his own advice. He’s a good dude with a good heart and a ton of passion, and I love him for who he is I headcanon him to be 😆 but not communicating about his issues or working with someone to get better would be really hard on me. Pushing him about it could lead to explosive defensiveness, which would be hard on us both. Biggest problem would be the secret identity. I’d be the Red Hood’s kryptonite, and he’d never forgive himself for taking a normal life away from me. HDHSHDGDH it’s MESSYYYYY

[hatterstan-shameblog]

Could I perhaps persuade you into sharing something more from your wips 👀 cause I would like to see it.

They're always hilarious, such a fun read 💖

Okay alright okay alright you’re getting:

That’s an After-Breakfast-Problem: How Danma Takeru Accidentally Got a Cat

Warnings: drunkenness, drug mentions, a teensy bit of sexuality thrown in there, absolute tomfoolery

Rating: PG-13

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It’s half-past three in the morning when Takeru stumbles through his apartment door. He’s sober enough to remember to lock it behind him, but drunk enough to trip over his own two feet and faceplant onto the hardwood floor.

“Whyyyyyyy,” he whines, head aching from impact...and definitely not the extra B-52 shot the flirty bartender gave him on the way out.

Rolling over onto his back is a Herculean effort, and he makes sure to moan and groan the entire time—just in case anyone thought he was having an easy go of it. His boots (the extra cool ones, red with the buckles on the sides) are lazily kicked off, landing somewhere by the door with two loud, hollow thuds.

Takeru has slipped halfway into sleep when he realizes that it’s really, really hot in here. Like, ‘hair-sticking-to-his-forehead-and-shirt-plastered-to-his-back’ hot. Like, ‘Satan-called-and-he-wants-his-space-heater-back’ hot. Like, ‘that-scene-in-Pretty-Woman-with-the-piano’ hot.

Hot enough that Takeru tugs the leopard-print shirt over his head and tosses it across the room, not caring that it lands in a wrinkle-inducing lump on the kitchen floor.

“Still too fucking hot,” he says with a scowl, hands now working to shimmy his leather pants down his hips. Was leather in August a good idea? No. But did his ass look incredible the entire night? Yes, yes it did, and that’s what really matters.

Left only in his underwear and socks, Takeru has started to feel somewhat better. So much better, he is able to pick himself up off the floor and drag his legs to the kitchen sink to slam back a glass of water. And then another one. And he realizes that he’s probably going to wake up like three times to take a piss in the middle of the night, but that’s a sacrifice he’s willing to make to feel the cool caress of liquid at the back of his throat.

It’s on a whim that Takeru opens the kitchen window—barely more than a crack, just enough to let in a bit of summer breeze—before trudging his way to his bedroom. He doesn’t bother changing into his pajamas, he doesn’t bother brushing his teeth, he doesn’t even take the time to moisturize—he simply flops onto the bed and lets sleep take him, fuzzy-brained and covered in drying sweat.

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Takeru starts off the next morning the same way he always does: regretful. His phone reads 8:23, which means he slept nearly four-and-a-half hours—which for him, qualifies as a full night of sleep. Despite the water he gulped down the night before, he’s still managed to earn himself a bit of a hangover; and while it’s not unexpected per se, he’s not pleased about it, either.

Well, there are few things better for a hangover than a hot shower, and Takeru indulges in turning the water temperature to near-scalding. After shaving and brushing his teeth, he feels like he might actually be able to survive the morning—provided he have a cup (or four) of coffee to help him along the way.

And it’s when he’s a quarter of the way into his first mug of dark roast that he considers the clothes so pitifully strewn across the floor—unfortunately, left there by his own hand instead that of an eager lover—and sighs. The pants will be fine, but the shirt? That’ll need dry cleaned for sure. And there’s a weird-looking stain on the one sleeve...

And then it moves. The shirt, balled up and left previously inanimate, is wiggling. Takeru jumps, sloshing a splash of coffee onto his foot and wincing at the burn.

Haunted shirt, haunted shirt, haunted shirt, his mind screams as he stumbles backwards, until he’s pressed flat against the refrigerator. If he was less terrified, he’d commend the spirit on its impeccable taste in sartorial matters, but right now? Right now, though, he’s dialing Aguni’s number in a panic.

“Please tell me I did drugs last night,” Takeru begs the second he hears Aguni pick up, “I’ve gotta be tripping balls right now.”

“Good morning to you, too.”

“Mori-chan, this is serious! My shirt,” Takeru whispers, “is moving!”

“Are you wearing the shirt? Because if you’re moving, the shirt’s gonna move too.”

“No,” Takeru snaps, “it’s the shirt I left on the floor last night. Oh, fuck, it just did it again!”

“Did what?”

“It moved, Mori-chan, keep up!” Takeru runs a shaky hand through his hair, “Fuck, man, this is not good...”

“Do you need me to come over?”

In that moment, Takeru feels his eyes well up in tears—in one eye, those tears belong to fear, and in the other, they belong to sentiment. What a beautiful thing it is to be loved by friends!

“I don’t want to trouble you—“

“Yes you do. Troubling me is your favorite hobby. I’ll be there in twenty.”

Relief washes over Takeru—for a handful of seconds, until he notices that his shirt is now apparently breathing.

“Just...try not to do anything stupid until I get there, okay?”

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Aguni stands in front of Takeru’s door and sighs. The twenty minutes he had promised his friend over the phone had doubled—partly because the line at the donut shop had been particularly long, and partly because he had taken his time, dreading whatever mess he was going to find.

Balancing the paper bag of food in one arm and unlocking the door with the other, Aguni takes a deep breath and steels himself for the worst.

“I brought breakfast,” he calls out, kicking off his shoes, “got a croissant for the haunted shirt, in case it wants something.”

“Great news!” Takeru shouts, “Shirt’s not haunted, I’m not high, and I’m a dad now!”

Aguni’s head snaps up.

“Excuse me?”

And he sees Takeru, sitting with his elbows on the kitchen table, holding his head in his hands like a love-struck schoolgirl. In front of him is...well, it’s probably a cat, lapping milk from a saucer.

It’s important to note that this...thing looks like an absolute mess. A scraggly little lump of brown and black fur—matted and tangled and patchy and just generally sad-looking—with a missing eye and half a tail.

At least it’s not an actual child, Aguni thinks to himself, dropping the bag of donuts on the table and taking a seat opposite Takeru. The cat-like shape looks up at him and blinks.

“Mori-chan, this is Ziggy,” Takeru says, petting his index finger along the cat-thing’s head, “Ziggy, this is your Uncle Mori.”

“I’m gonna be real with you with you, Takeru,” Aguni says, reaching into the bag and pulling out a chocolate-iced ring, “I was sure you were hallucinating when we spoke on the phone.”

Ziggy purrs and rubs his nose along Takeru’s hand before dipping his head back down to the saucer and settling back into his meal.

“I know, right?” Takeru leans over the feasting little feline and grabs a jelly-filled pastry from the bag, careful not to get powdered sugar on his new friend, “But, apparently, this little guy snuck in through the window last night and thought my shirt would make the perfect bed. He blended right into the fabric, and that’s why I thought my shirt was haunted!”

Frankly, it’s embarrassing to witness Takeru turn his attention to Ziggy and start cooing about how “fashionable” and “brilliant” this weird little cat is. And it’s especially weird when he hears Takeru refer to himself as “daddy” in a non-sexual context, which...well, maybe that’s not necessarily a bad thing?

“Sounds like you’re keeping him,” Aguni says with a chuckle. They make quite a pair, but he’s beginning to think that Ziggy would be good for his eccentric best friend. Something to come home to at night, something to care for...something to cough up hairballs onto his shoes and keep him humble.

“How can you say that,” Takeru chides, “when Fate has clearly brought us together for a reason? He is my son, and nothing will come between me and my son!”

“Except a bath, hopefully,” Aguni says, “he’s looking a little...rough.”

In a worrying display of language comprehension, Ziggy looks Aguni in the eye and lets out a pathetic little yelp, which sounds like someone squeezed a dog toy that is also a four-pack-a-day smoker. Even Aguni can’t help but smile a little at that.

“That’s an ‘After-Breakfast-Takeru Problem,’” Takeru says, merrily munching on his pastry.

I imagine we’re going to have a lot of those, Aguni thinks to himself, but...well. That’s an ‘After-Breakfast-Aguni Problem.’

[illegal-spiegel]

the boys reaction to you being a virgin

Genre: smut, fluff?

Warnings: None? Idk vague leading to smut at the end 

Spike Spiegel:

mans hasn’t been a virgin in many, many years

I mean just look at him he’s so fucking sexy I swear to god-

he has a pretty high libido but with him being on the Bebop, he can’t exactly get laid whenever he wants 

mans jerks off a lot, change my mind

it doesn’t help that he’s now afraid of commitment (thanks for that Julia)

sigh, man is too stubborn and his dick is suffering the consequences 😔👊 (put F in the chat for his dick. RIP)

so, when you come onto the Bebop, all hell breaks loose <3

mans is too pent up, he can’t help it if you occasionally pop into his mind when he’s touching himself 

he’ll still act like himself towards you just like he does with the others, but now 

his hand is staying a little too long on your back when he passes by you 

he’ll drape his arm on the couch behind you while watching Big Shot, his hand coming to rub your shoulder sometimes or twirling your hair 

when on a mission, he’ll lean forward enough to where you can smell the mint he ate on the Swordfish 

after weeks of lowkey flirting with you and making you flustered every two seconds, he finally can’t take it anymore 

he eventually just corners you in your room one day, bringing his body close to yours

“Alright, listen. This game of Cat and Mouse has been fun, but it’s growing a little old. I want you and if you want me too, let’s skip all the pleasantries and get into the real pleasure.” 

now, if you’re waiting for some reason and don’t want to do the nasty with him, he’ll back off and won’t be offended by it

if you’re waiting for a relationship or marriage though, good luck trying to get that from him

you’ll have to wait months, probably years, to get him to open up and date you. Sigh mans has commitment and trust issues now (thanks Julia)

now, if you’re down bad for this man just like I am, you’ll leap at the possibility to jump his bones 

so, if you’re answer is ‘yes, thank god, please fuck me already,’ then mans won’t hesitate to do so 

as soon as you’re agreeing, he’s leaning down to connect your lips together for a passionate and fiery kiss

he’ll let his hands wander and he’ll always make sure that you’re okay with him touching you somewhere or removing an article of clothing before doing so 

once you two are on your bed and things are really starting to get hot and heavy, he’ll stop his hands from dipping into your underwear when you suddenly speak up

“I’m, uh, a virgin by the way,” you squeak out, suddenly nervous about what he’ll think 

your heart leaps into your throat when he smirks up at you from between your legs, kissing along the inside of your thighs

“Oh yeah? Save yourself just for me, baby?” he teases in a voice that’s so deep that ocean’s would be jealous

his hands roam your waist before slowly starting to slip your underwear off when you nod your head 

“Well, let me make you feel good,” he purrs before diving in to do just that 

Jet Black:

sigh, another man with commitment issues (Another F in chat for this mans dick. RIP)

he’s even worse than Spike about getting laid though

he doesn’t crave it as much as others, but it definitely still comes to mind 

anytime Spike mentions that he should go get laid (to stop being such a sourpuss), Jet will just laugh and say he’s ‘too old for that’

my good sir, you are not to too old to get this gorilla grip 3000 🧎‍♀️

Jet meets you when he’s on a mission, almost running into you when you meet at a fork in the road

“Hey, come back here!” 

“You’re not getting away that easily!” 

you both stop when you two speak at the same time, turning to gawk at one another

“He’s mine!”

“That one’s mine!”

you stop again and glare at each other before continuing the chase

you both kinda catch the guy and after arguing for 15 mins who gets the reward, you decide to split it 

after that, you two become bounty buddies

whenever one of you needed help catching someone, the other was there as backup 

this went on for a while (with lots of teasing from Faye (”you so like them!”) and Spike (”you want to bone them so bad.”))

during one particularly hard mission, you two decide to just camp out in a motel and wait for the crook to show himself 

after cleaning up and Jet deciding he’ll take the first shift of lookout, you’re getting comfortable on the bed

Jet stares a little longer than normal, but it’s not his fault!

you’re the one with wet hair...and smooth skin...and flushed cheeks...and a top that’s riding up...and shorts that are a little too short...

“Jet, do you think I’m attractive?” you call out to him, making his eyes snap back up to yours

he gapes at you with red cheeks for a moment before turning to the window, pulling the blinds apart for a moment to look out

“Well, you aren’t ugly, per se...”

you chuckle at this, turning on your side to face him

“Do you want to kiss me?” 

at your question, his eyes snap back to yours and he can hear himself swallow loudly 

“I wouldn’t not want to...” he mumbles

now, if you’re expecting a relationship out of him, he’d be willing to give you guys a try

if you’re just trying to get laid, he’s fine with that too

so when he leaves the window and towers over you on the bed, he can feel the arousal already curling deep in his gut 

he starts off with a sweet kiss, not wanting to spook you off with something that might be too much for you 

when that sweet kiss suddenly starts to deepen and you’re both letting out noises, he starts getting rougher 

when he lowers his body closer to yours and you feel it, you figure you should mention the fact that you’re a virgin now 

he stares at you with wide eyes before smiling at you, letting his hands comfortingly rub your hips

“We can stop here, if you want. I’m completely fine with just kissing your sweet lips.”

if you want to stop or just keep kissing, he’s very understanding and will do that

if you wanna get railed, let him know and he’ll take care of you <3

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MASTERLIST

More with Spike

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[littleoddwriter]

May I please request doc ock x trans masc nb reader with a biiig facination with oceanic creatures? Just some fluff

Fascination | Dr. Otto Octavius/Dr. Octopus x TransMasc!Reader

Hi there! Thanks for this lovely request, I hope you like this short story! :')

summary; It's a lazy afternoon spent talking about some fascinating animals that live in the ocean.

notes; TransMasc!Reader; Domestic Fluff; Kissing; Short Fic.

Taglist: @gnrlkenob @plat-the-cat @scaredclowncat

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon for Otto and you. Sitting on the couch, your legs were draped over his, while his hands rested on them, stroking your thighs lovingly. 

All the while, you had a huge grin on your face, as your eyes lit up with the sheer passion you had for what you were talking about. 

Ever since you two sat down like this, you’ve been telling Otto all about your favourite oceanic creatures and some fun facts about them. He felt like he was just falling deeper in love with you with every word that passed your lips. 

“Oh, oh, oh! And did you know? The mantis shrimp is notorious for their striking force, which is why they also have the nickname ‘thumb splitter’, because of the painful gashes they can cause if handled without care by humans. I think that’s pretty neat. I mean, it’s such a small, kinda cute creature, and yet!” you told him, tapping his shoulder repeatedly in excitement.

Smiling, Otto nodded, “Not everything that seems cute is very nice after all.”

“Exactly! It’s the humans’ fault anyway, so hey. But also!” you continued, then, “Those fabulous little guys are actually quite violent predators and their diet depends on the species - you know, whether they are spearers or smashers, like I explained before. And so they typically eat fish, crabs, clams, snails, worms, shrimp and squid. Oh! And they can also prey on animals much larger than themselves, due to their massive power. Cool, right?”

Otto rubbed your thigh affectionately and nodded again, “Very cool, indeed. I must admit, I’ve never known much about any creatures that live in the ocean, so, thank you. You’re teaching me a lot by sharing your knowledge with me, my dear.”

Chuckling softly, you took his hand into yours and just held it. 

“Thank you for listening to me, my love,” you said, squeezing his hand lightly.

“Always. What you’re saying is extremely interesting to me,” Otto responded kindly. 

“I’m glad you think so. You know, usually people get annoyed when I talk about this stuff. I really appreciate you for being interested.” You swung your legs off of his own and closed the small distance between you two, pecking his lips sweetly. “I love you.”

“And I love you, sweetheart,” Otto said, kissing you back. “I can see how eager you are to tell me more. So, what else do you have for me?”

Laughing heartily, you only looked slightly embarrassed by his little remark. Then, with a bright grin on your lips, you inhaled deeply and continued going on about different animals of the sea. 

While you were reciting facts with your own commentary about the coconut octopus, Otto had to realise that some of the information was most likely getting lost on him because it was a lot and he also had a hard time focusing when he was looking at your gorgeous face when you were talking. Nonetheless, most of it always stayed with him; often popping into his head when he thought about you, when he saw an aquarium, or when he stood at the shore, overlooking the sea. 

A smile stayed on his face throughout. He nodded and acknowledged what you were telling him, sometimes commenting if he had something to say or you were looking for a response. It kept going for hours; although it didn’t feel like that at all to him.

“Okay,” you sighed, speaking with a hoarse voice by now, “That’s all I’ve got right now. Or I might really lose my voice.”

“I was already going to stop you because of that. We have all the time in the world, my dear. You can tell me more some other day, okay?” Otto told you gently, brushing his hand through your hair.

Smiling softly, you kissed his cheeks and then his mouth, “You’re right,” you murmured against his lips, “Thank you. Again.”

Otto only cradled your face in his hands and kissed you passionately. There was no verbal response needed from him, then. He knew that you would understand what he was trying to convey with the kiss.

He was grateful for you. He cared about you. He was deeply and utterly in love with you. And he wanted to hear more as soon as possible. Because he loved seeing you so happy. And he loved hearing your voice. But most of all, he simply loved spending time with you.

[pillow-anime-talk]

dating them.

synopsis: Some sweet, funny and also crazy moments in your relationship.

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; romance; mild comedy; fluff; PDA; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. reki kyan, langa hasegawa, miya chinen, kaoru sakurayashiki & kojirou nanjou {sk8}

author’s note: so... i’m just in love with this anime...

— REKI

↘ He’s such a precious boy who cheers you up in the blink of an eye; I think he has an extra sense, so he knows when you feel worse than usual or when you are in even the slightest pain (for example, you bumped your elbow or you haven’t eaten breakfast before ‘cause you missed your alarm clock and therefore you have a stomachache).

↘ Reki is a supportive lover; whether you are passionate about singing, learning languages, reading manga, sewing mascots or painting, a seventeen-year-old will always be right next to you to praise what you do or the way you look. He will notice every, even stupid detail about you and mention it immediately when you’re going to hang out. He’s definitely your fan and doesn’t hide it. Additionally, if you introduce him to what you love, he will also get interested in it in a way and then he will come to you to show off what he has done like a sketch of the two of you or an opinion about the anime you recommended him three days ago.

↘ The boy is really devoted to you and loves physical contact; grabbing a hand, kissing on the cheek or forehead, cute texts in the morning it’s something totally normal for the two of you. I also think that Reki could melt if you run your fingers through his soft hair or make small braids for him, decorating his head with a few colored hairpins or hairbands.

↘ If you know how to skateboarding, he will be delighted and your dates will mostly be about riding together or learning new tricks. Plus, it’s another thing Reki loves about you and wow. He’s even bigger fanboy than before!

↘ However, if you have never ridden or even tried to do it, it doesn’t matter. A teen will be happy to be able to offer you some private lessons if you wish. Again, red-haired adores physical contact, so holding your hands/waist while you stand on his beloved skateboard will be a dream come true for him.

↘ He always has ticket for you, so you make a new banner for each race to support him. Hit me, but I’m 120% sure that after race (whether he won or lost it) he takes your pretty banners and hides them in this special box that has its place on his bedroom closet.

↘ Overall, Reki is a boy who fits to the definition of high school, first love.

— LANGA

↘ Your relationship is a bit more peaceful, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a bit of humor or abstraction.

↘ Langa loves your company so, so, so badly; Reki is quite hot-tempered and is literally everywhere, so when the two of you hang out together after school or at the weekend, blue-haired feels that he can breathe and relax every muscle in his body. You’re his comfort person, and your room is a safe place without fear and noise.

↘ He also enjoys physical contact, but much more prefers to show affection in private, for example in your home or in his own bedroom.

↘ His favorite type of PDA is cuddling; he prefers to be a big spoon and hug you from behind, but he has no problem hugging against your chest or warm stomach, especially when he feels down because of school or racing.

↘ I have a strange feeling that Langa is the type of romantic who would make an amazing Spotify playlist for the two of you so you could listen to the songs, cuddling each other in the bed.

↘ If you can skateboard that’s great! For sure you, Langa and Reki will be a good trio that will meet often in the skate park or in ‘S’. I’m also pretty sure he’ll cheer for you, but at the same time he’ll be very cute with it and definitely more calm than his bestie. For example, if you do a trick... you’ll get a quick kiss on the nose or Langa will buy you your favorite drink. He definitely likes to pamper you.

↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard but you really want to start skateboarding to share your lover’s passion... Well, he will definitely give you a short (long) monologue about how dangerous it is, and you need to be careful – because he knows best of all how a fall on butt or face hurts.

↘ He always keeps a tiny set of colored plasters in his jacket or pants pocket to take care of you in the case of an unexpected accident, as Reki used to care for him.

↘ He’s a good teacher, but he will definitely need to calm his emotions, because sometimes instead of showing you how to slide down the railing, he will suggest something more down-to-earth, like going to the cinema to watch the movie you mentioned three days ago.

— MIYA

↘ Ahh, my precious smol baby.

↘ You are Miya’s first partner, so he still thinks that he’s not good enough for you, although you always reassure him with a light peck on the nose that he’s the best thing that has happened to you and that you’re very glad that you can be with him in every good and bad moment.

↘ The teenager is terribly shy about any physical contact outside, so if you aren’t at home, don’t expect a ton of hugs or kisses from him. He much prefers when you two are alone – then he doesn’t feel overwhelmed by the gazes of other people, especially other skaters who like to make fun of him. 

↘ I swear I’ll bite and beat them all...

↘ Miya is a delicate soul and he really likes to feel that someone look after him, so in a relationship he definitely prefers when you cares for him. For example; just touch his soft hair, ask about his well-being or when he will have a race and a huge smile will appear on his face.

�� I think if he feels that you are the only one for him... Maybe he will lend you his favorite hoodie with cat ears and tail? He’ll be overjoyed to see that you feel good in it. You look extremely cute, but he’ll never admit it. 

↘ It smells like him, like wet earth and a hint of sweet perfume, and although it’s a strange combination, it feels really beautiful, downright safe and homey.

↘ For the next holiday (your birthday, your anniversary, Valentine’s Day or Christmas), he will give you a sweatshirt that matches to his own. It will be in your favorite color and will also have an animal accessory, not necessarily catish, because if you prefer dogs, rabbits or cows... You know, there are many options.

↘ If you know how to skateboard, he will be really calm and will feel that finally someone will want to spend time with him, training and riding together; not like in childhood when everyone turned away from him. He will definitely be moved when you grab his smooth hand and offer a long ride in the park. He definitely loves praise, so give him praise every now and then when he does a nice trick. He will also compliment you more than once and even give you a kiss on the cheek (of course if nobody is watching!). He’s not good at words, but he tries!

↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard... He may be a bit skeptical, but naturally he’ll agree to a few lessons in front of your or his house. Of course you originally just wanted to be close to him and hold his hand more often than usual, but it turned out to be pretty fun! Now, training is your typical dates.

↘ Miya is a sweet boy and although he may not look like that, he’s really protective, often jealous and always puts you at first place.

— KAORU

↘ This beautiful man, this angel-looking ideal, this ahhhh... Being in a relationship with him is pure pleasure and daily healing for the soul.

↘ He’s a calm, understanding and loving partner. I think he’s a bit old fashioned but that only adds much more charm to his person.

↘ He often calls you his ‘dearest’, ‘darling’ or ‘sweetheart’, isn’t that cute?

↘ You two don’t go out on dates too often, but I think Kaoru loves to spend time at home, having tea or on the couch while one of you is reading a book and the other is listening to music or just sleeping. He definitely doesn’t look like that, but he loves PDA/cuddling and is the best at it!

↘ He also likes it when you suggest learning calligraphy together. He never forced you to do this, but when he first heard that you would like to meet one of his passions, he was really happy and immediately showed you how to write with ink on the special paper he had in his flat. Obviously, more than once you ask him to write a simple letter or word, because you just love his handwriting and how focused he seems. He’s really hot then, I swear to god!

↘ You love his long hair and are always eager to give him a new, nice hairstyle; normal braid or fishtail braid. Maybe a bun or a ponytail with a few hairpins? He loves everything you do on him. In addition, the gentle head massage you give him each time is the most soothing thing in the world for him.

↘ If you know how to skating... He’s really surprised, but that doesn’t mean he’s unhappy or angry. He wants to see what you can do right away and you will surely feel a sweet kiss on your forehead more than once when the trick will be good or even better than you both thought. He’s a supportive boy, but doesn’t show it as vehemently as Reki, for example; he prefers to smile at you or clap softly.

↘ If you don’t know how to skate yet, but you asked him to teach you how to even stand on it... I imagine Kaoru going pale and trying to distract you from this idea because, as an experienced skater, he’s afraid that you will hurt yourself like any beginner. But your big eyes and ruddy cheeks are his weaknesses, so he’ll trust both you and Carla and help you keep your balance on his beloved, black-violet board. Reward him later with quick kisses or give him his favorites, okay?

↘ To sum up, Kaoru is a good and honest lover. He definitely loves your company and won’t mind spending his free time seriously and frivolously with you.

— KOJIROU

↘ This guy is the definition of the sentence ‘Through the stomach to the heart’. Any objections? No. So let’s gooooo!

↘ Kojirou is a PERFECT second half. Both in character and appearance. If he fall in love with someone seriously, and it will be you, then know that he’ll care for you like about a member of the royal family; breakfasts in bed, an Italian supper, the perfect choice of wine for a chicken or steak are things that have become a sweet daily thing for you at some point.

↘ He loves to show you affection and absolutely has no problem doing it in public, even when he’s working or when you two are in a tight crowd on the train or in the ‘S’ before his race. He will kiss you hard on the lips, grab your skin on your butt or hug your waist. It’s just that everyone needs to know that you belong to him. He’s just as clingy as Reki, and sometimes even worse and bolder.

↘ Of course he has cute side; he likes to lie on the bed or the sofa with you on his chest. He loves being between your thighs and sleep there. He definitely has a weak point in that when you you run your finger on his tattoo or cook dinner with him, throwing ingredients at him and laughing out loud.

↘ Another romantic who uses thousands of pet names (like babey, cutie, doll, pumpkin, kitten). Plus, he loves to dance with you in the kitchen and steal a few kisses here and there. Also, if you aren’t looking, he likes to surprise you with a big, bear hug.

↘ I think he’s a bit impatient, so he doesn’t like to sit at home and prefers dates in crazy places (such as an amusement park, swimming pool, karaoke bar) – it’s his favorite way of spending your time together. As a gentleman, he always pays for you, unless you go faster and bring your ATM card to the card reader as first. But don’t be surprised when Kojirou will just buy you cotton candy or popcorn shortly afterwards.

↘ If you know how to skateboard, he’s as excited as a kid and will definitely offer you a date at the skate park. Naturally, he wants to show off to others what a super cool partner he has, but he also wants others to know that you’re here together to kick everyone’s asses with your abilities. You’re definitely a powerful couple and you have the matching necklaces!

↘ But if you don’t know how to skating then... well, well, well. Just be prepared that one day (without even asking for it) you’ll stand on his beloved board and he will grab your hips, smiling silly. He enjoy skin ship so this guy feels utopian when he can be near you. He definitely won’t spare you compliments, long pecks, and smack your butt when you do something great, so you have to get used to it... and it’s going to be a long training session, so good luck, my friend.

↘ He’s a funny guy, but he’ll never cross your limits, so don’t worry about that. However, he will always find a topic for conversation or a joke to relax the atmosphere or cheer you up. You will never be bored with him.

[bobastar]

hihi i think requests are open

camilo x reader with a communicatio disorder/socialphobia, like komi? and then maybe at the end reader speaks and camilo is just like over the moon

Symphony

Camilo Madrigal X Reader

a/n: komi is adorable so in honor of her (and because i’m in love with requests atm) we will be like komi. let’s be komi together guys. she/they for reader, he/him for camilo.

Camilo has one goal and one goal only, for y/n to trust him. yes, he’s friends with them (he thinks,hopes) and yes, he’s never heard her talk.

y/n is introverted yet their facial expressions are so spot on in every situation. very similar to his older sister Dolores, so he knows how to make good of the situation he’s in. never leaving them in uncomfortable silence.

his loud voice and commutative ego is very different from her quiet and awkwardness around others.

“Good morning y/n!” people said and they knew they would never answer them back. with only a simple nod or wide eye, occasionally a squeak if they were even lucky.

y/n found comfort in animals, cats, dogs, anything in between. she talked to them as if they were people, they knew animals couldn’t talk back or judge her.

until, Camilo came into vision. of course they heard of him, who hasn’t? talk of the town in ever corner. Camilos eyes admired y/n, they radiated tranquillity anywhere she went. people watched, talked, and laughed at them but she kept her demeanor strong.

“hey y/n.” Camilo sighed and sat next to them, handing them a churro. she gladly took it, and started to eat it. writing down something on her notepad they carried everywhere.

‘how was your day?’ their scribbled handwriting wrote.

“my day was good, finished my chores…” he talked…and talked…and talked. y/n wasn’t bothered at all, she was grateful that he took the time to make sure they were comfortable. listening is what they liked best.

Camilo constantly tried doing something stupid, or something he knew was wrong just to make them say a word. a sound. ANYTHING!

he wasn’t going to pressure her like every other person in the town, he knew when the moment was right they would speak. Camilo was patient with them, getting that from his papa, Felix. he knew that y/n would be able to trust him sooner or later…right?

y/n sat down on the stairs of a porch, looking at Camilo who was dancing and singing to the children. occasionally he would come up to y/n, singing specific lines that made her face explode into different shades of red.

it was time for everyone to go home, Camilo walked them down to their house. trying to very slyly grab their hand. she bit her lip from preventing herself to say something to make him do it. then, he fell. bad. horrible even. [no i’m kidding, but it was enough for him to have his ankle twisted]

she gasped and quickly went down to his level. “are you okay?” they managed to get out, immediately putting a hand over her mouth. Camilo forgot about his pain momentarily and focused on how beautiful her voice sounded.

“y/n…you talked to me!” he jumped up, injuring his ankle. he went back down to floor. “you sounded so beautiful, like a…a symphony!” he gushed and fanboyed over the few words they said. his face red as he talked passionately about his feeling without even knowing it.

“and i’ve just waited for you because i think i like you.” he looked at her. not regretting what he said. he took their hand off of her mouth. “you can trust me, i won’t make you feel out of place, i’ll keep your voice to me and only me.” he smiles trustingly at them. “i promise, pinky promise even!” he stuck out his pinky.

she interlocked it with theirs, they both went in to kiss it, indicating that’s it’s locked and done. “i trust you..” they said shyly, still very quiet only for him to hear. his face gawked at her, smiling widely still, her voice lacing his thoughts.

“you’re adorable, you know that?” Camilo was love drunk, he wasn’t able to control the thoughts he had kept in for so long. his sayings charmed y/n, keeping them wide eyed, smiling with a small blush as she brought him to his Casita.

[mystic-monkie-business]

ma'am,,, would you spare a man some Sha Dali romantic hcs,,,, buddy deserves some lovin

A/N: You BET I can my dude

Character: Sha Dali 

Relationship: Romantic 

Okay, first and foremost...Sha Dali is an absolute catch. Like I’m talking the ideal man. He’s so caring and attentive and yet no one ever really seems to think too much about him in a romantic light so honestly? Kudos to anyone out there who does because you better believe he’s gonna treat you right 

He actually has a very good memory, so I feel like even before you guys got together he was always remembering things about you. Little anniversaries of stuff that was important to you, things you like, your birthday, etc. (he has all his friends’ birthdays written on his own little cat calendar. Change my mind) 

As said before, he’s very attentive, and he’s always in-tune with how you’re feeling. He can read people’s emotions very well, so most of the time you don’t even need to tell him how you’re feeling, though he always appreciates it when you do! He’s more than happy to listen to you talk about your day, or whatever thoughts you have going on in your head (he loves it actually. He loves hearing you talk, and he’s always willing to help you by bouncing thoughts and ideas back and forth, or just staying quiet and letting you rant. Whatever you prefer!) 

Even though he has a tendency to put the needs of his friends before his own, he knows his limits and boundaries very well, so he usually doesn’t have a problem with knowing when he needs to step back and take care of himself. That being said, he does get a bit wrapped up in whatever struggles his friends happen to be going through (especially if they’re related to Qi Xiaotian’s whole Monkey Business Situation), so he could do well with someone being there to help him remember when to take some time for himself amongst all the chaos. If you’re that person, he’s eternally grateful. He isn’t used to relying on his friends as much as they rely on him, so it feels a bit strange to have someone he can truly open up to (other than his therapist), but he isn’t against it at all. He really appreciates having you there to listen to him 

You know how protective this guy is with his friends? That 100% extends to you. He respects you a lot if you happen to be more headstrong and independent, and you don’t need to tell him not to baby you, but if the two of you get into a particularly dangerous situation -probably relating to Xiaotian’s monkey business- his first instinct is to put himself in front of you and keep you safe. He’s not even self sacrificing- he’s just that strong, and he wants to use that strength to keep you safe

Honestly though? If you try to protect him, even if it’s from something really small and non-threatening (like a spider, bug, snake, etc.), he’ll be really touched. Even if he isn’t scared of what you’re trying to protect him from, he still finds it really sweet that you’re doing it. He’ll just let you take care of whatever it is, and possibly play up his fear even if you can see right through it

Sha Dali is a really balanced guy, so no matter what your personality is like, he can flow with it and balance you out. Outgoing? He’ll revert to being introverted. Shy? He’ll do all the talking for you. Fiery and passionate? He’s calm and chill. You’re more laid back? He’s energetic and wants to do a million things in one afternoon. He’s got it all, baby

Speaking of activities, he has a passion for calm, low-key dates. He likes going to cafés and book stores with you, or even just walking around the city going window shopping after getting some drinks together. And, of course, he loves inviting you back to his boat so you two can hang out (with his millions of cats) and drink some tea, or whatever other beverage you prefer (with his millions of cats) 

He’s a hopeless romantic at heart though! He’s always dreamed of going on a big fancy date at least once and treating his partner like the royalty they are, but he’ll be equally as satisfied if you decide to treat him to that. He always gets surprisingly flustered when you treat him nicely. It’s really, really sweet 

He blushes whenever you compliment him. He’s just not used to it! Especially if it’s about something other people don’t usually notice, like his attention to detail, or how pretty his eyes look in the sunlight 

I have to say it because I know you’re thinking about it: yes his cats love you. They’ve gotten used to you and the way you smell and your constant presence in their home at this point, so they like to curl up around you whenever you sit down. If you’re not into that, you can just gently shoo them away and they’ll be fine. But that probably won’t stop them from rubbing up against your legs or meowing at you for treats. You can give them some if you want, but they’ll start flocking around you like seagulls if you do. Tread carefully 

All in all, Sha Dali is literally the most supportive and understanding partner ever. He loves and trusts you whole-heartedly, and he obviously has his ups and downs (as does everyone), but you sticking with him through all that just makes you even more special in his eyes. He loves you a lot. And he will take a million embarrassing pictures of you if you happen to fall asleep on the couch with all his cats <3 

[abbynx]

La Squadra Esecuzione as Best Friends Headcanons

Formaggio - Very chill, first and foremost, he is down for anything to do. Videogames? He'll try to beat your ass. Cat cafes? Heck ye he is down - The type of friend who will coax you to cut class to hang out behind the school or climb over the school fence to hang around the local arcade or theatre. But if he get caught, he won't snitch and he's willing to take responsibility. Begrudgingly. - Ohhhh physical touch is bare minimum for him. He'll occasionally lean on you, perhaps shrink himself to fit himself in your pocket just to platonically cuddle and perhaps, use you as a transport. - Will high five you as a greeting, and will high five you as a farewell. Usually followed by a hug too uwu "Bro!" He holds his hand out for a high five, in which you instinctively grant him one, when he also entwines his fingers through yours and pulling you for a hug, patting your back for a second and pulling away. "I missed you bro!" - Prepare for dumb jokes, dumb puns that he effortlessly come up with as time goes by. You can't go on a day without him cracking a joke. You'd either roll your eyes at it or laugh along with him. There's nothing in between "You see that guy over there, bro?" He leans on you, arm draped around your shoulder as he points at a person from afar. "Yeah, what?" "I say... You'd be a perfect match." You glanced at him, hearing him shake a box of matches as he wiggled his eyebrows with a dumb grin. - *Finger guns and bro intensifies* Illuso - That weird person you don't see yourself associating yourself with somehow befriended him for some reason. Most likely started when you both started to wake up at 3 AM and meet in the middle of the dark, in the kitchen, wanting to grab something to eat. At first it is awkward, but soon you learned to bond through it! And soon enough, your midnight chats extended to become actual friendships! - Seems distant, but he cares. He's the type pretend not to care about you, but will glare (or more than glare depending at the severity) at people who hurt you. He is the 'I'm the only one allowed to insult them like that' type of friend. "Huh, Formaggio hasn't been teasing me. I wonder what happened." You wondered aloud, as you say beside your friend Illuso. "Must be because of his bruised jaw. The previous mission must've been tough for him." "Yeah... That..." - Probs touched-starved. He acts irritated and push you away when you try to hug him, but secretly loves it. If you stop trying to hug him, he'd be kinda sad but will not say anything. - This friendship includes you listening to him rant about every little thing, and brag about things he can't do. He appreciates you listening to be honest, and that's initially how your friendships started anyways. - Will use derogatory terms as a term of endearment. Please don't be offended, he doesn't mean any offense "Hey idiot! Get your sorry ass right here! Risotto said we have someone to take care of!" "Thanks, dumbass." "Eyo slut! Take a look at this fugly idiot!" - Does not have the habit of knocking. In fact, he just barges into your room, through the mirror. In more than one occasion has he seen you undressed but he couldn't care less about it. "Hey dumbass can I borrow your— hey, stop screaming! Anyways I ran out of hair ties, do me a solid—" - Everyone around you being confused to how you two are most unlikely to become friends, but you two are practically unlikely twins Prosciutto - You can not stop me from assuming he is quite the mom friend if you pry his shell hard enough. Perhaps a mom friend mixed with tsundere friend. "Hey! Drink your water or I'll break your ankles! No I don't care that we're in the middle of killing someone! I packed you some water and you didn't drink it! Well shit I didn't pack it specifically for you, I just managed to pack extra! Now go ahead and drink, I'll handle this one myself! While you're at it, coat yourself with sunscreen! If I hear you whining about being burnt, I swear to God—" - If you happen to be a mom friend too, you'd be bonding over the

mutual stress of having to look over the rest of the gang over a glass of wine as chaos around you ensues because you two decided to take a small break. "Formaggio and Ghiaccio is up at it again..." You sigh, swirling the content of your stemware as the distant bickering of the two aforementioned assassins echoed. "Just... Let's just lay low. It'll be over soon." Prosciutto sighs along as well, before downing his glass of whiskey. "Hopefully." And it didn't end, as it ensued and progressive got worse. Stands were called, knives were thrown, guns were shot. And two mom friends of La Squadra almost lost their voice from all the yelling and lecturing - Will scold you for your bad habits. Bad posture? He will walk behind you, press his knee on your back and roll your shoulders back whilst he lectures you about it. Messy time management? Will buy you crap to make you keep track of time. Sleeping so late? He will take whatever you're distracted with, demand you to turn your lights off as he lights soothing scented candles and tossing you some comfortable blankets to use. Barely taking care of yourself? Bro prepare yourself. "I don't understand how you live like this! You'd be dead if you were to continue that habit! At least help me help you to make you be better!" - Very blunt and honest to the point it stings, but he never lies to people he is closed to. He prefers being upfront with his loved ones and will try to rebuild their confidence and reassure them that they can be better than what they are. "When I say you're idiotic, you're but a burden, I mean it. You have all rights to be hurt by it, but don't just live with it. Prove me wrong, that you can be better than that and you'll be the best version of yourself. I know you can do it." - Will accept hugs, but will most likely not hug back. Maybe he'll just out one hand on your back and lightly stroke it, but that's it. But in rare occasions, he will return them too. Sometimes, he'll even initiate it. - Your connection to him as a friend has lead several advantages. No one in general can make a negative comment about you with Prosciutto around. His glare alone was scary and they would not wish to stick around and find out what he can do than just glaring. - Extremely appreciates when you help him around by simply carrying things for him, fetching him coffee and actually doing your damn job properly is enough to make him be filled with gratitude. Pesci - Baby. Okay, so this boy. Boy oh boy, he is baby. Take care of him, bro. Don't coddle him to the point of him being entirely dependent on you, but sis you can always reassure and make him improve himself! Perhaps a tamer version of his relationship with his brother. - You two will mostly likely be friends because you always defend him from the others from teasing him and rooting for him. He is very grateful for it and can't thank you enough. Either that, or Prosciutto paid you to babysit him. - Will constantly cling on your arm when he's anxious. It's up to you whether you'll snap at him and slap his hand away, or just let him hang around you. He'll just simply grab your wrist, and sooner and later he'd have his body pressed against yours, completely clinging on the entirety of your arm. "D-don't leave me, Y/N! I'm scared—!" - He is extremely thankful for you watching over him and protecting and by this, he tries to improve himself a lot more just so he can confidently say he can watch over you and protect you as well - Just the sweetest little thing, whenever he'd be away with Prosciutto for a mission he'd return home bearing gifts from travel and he'd give it to you. It would be something either miniature, or something practical like a knife sharpener or something. "I-I got this for you... I hope you like it! Big bro helped me pick!" - Honestly, I can imagine him just being the best, supportive and encouraging friend there could be. If ever you needed someone to confide in, he'd just sit and listen and will certainly not repeat what you told him to others. He'll try his best to comfort

you, taking inspiration to how you comfort him and will just try his best to make you feel better. "I know life is rough and hard and bad, but you always told me it will change and soon it all be over and better. It's good that you recognise you're in a bad place, now you need to take a break and then later you won't even know you've already forgotten your problem! It's okay to be sad, too, but not for too long." - The type of friend that will share anything he has. He has a cookie with him? Shit, he'll split it in half and give the other half to you. Some soda? Well I hope you don't mind drinking from the same can as he is, he will give it to you. Melone - So this nerd isn't a complete creepy pervert, not entirely at all. He's chill for most of the time, so he's a neat company if you don't mind him bombarding you with questions regarding your genetics, heritage records, blood type, zodiac signs and whatnot. But knows when to stop. - You most likely befriended him because he is one of the chill people in the group... Somewhat. Or perhaps you just started to bond over mutual love for steamy, erotic novels from the same author. If this man has shame, his guilty pleasures would be reading these types of trashy novels filled with smut. - He is great as a wingman. Complain to him about your lack of a love life, he'll observe your types and he'll somehow come up with a list by the next day enthusiastically listing them to you in a PowerPoint presentation. "If you're into girls, I have this one right here! She's compatible with your zodiac sign, although she has quite the temper she can be extremely passionate and affectionate— or perhaps you're into men, that I have as well. Several, actually. This other fellow right here is also a part of Passione from the Human trafficking branch, stoic and quite a stern one, but knows when to lay low at times and appreciate those around him— either him or the girl, you'd make good babies together!" "Melone, what the fuck—" - Very touchy. He'd lean his head on your lap as you both read on the couch, or randomly put his head on your shoulder during meetings, grab you by the arm while crossing the road, smacking your ass as a greeting (if you tell him stop, he'd stop of course), will pretend to kiss you just so he can see your reaction, anything. He is one affectionate nut that he sometimes forget about personal spaces. If you're not particularly fond of being touched like I am, simply tell him nope. I mean, he'd be sad but will respect your boundaries. The only time he'll actually respect established boundaries, to be honest. - Knows the most random facts and will share them to you for the fun of it. Additional to that, he will also mutter his shower thoughts and random cursed facts out loud just so he can curse you with the knowledge and confusion. "Did you know that dolphins masturbate using dead fishes? Also, there was an experiment involving dolphins in which one of the scientist fell in love and had sex with it. Another fact, is that dolphins are also seen doing the deed—" "Okay, Melone, I get it! Dolphins aren't as innocent as they seem! Stop ruining it for me already!" ... "Did you know that a woman once used mayonnaise as a lubri—" "MELONE!" - Being his friends meaning being his impulse control. If he intends to use his Stand on some innocent passerby just for the heck of it (for science, as he claims), smack him by the wrist and glare at him. If he eyes a particular someone for too long that the person gets too uncomfortable, try to divert his attention away. "Ow! Y/N what the heck—!" "What did I told you about oogling at people? It's impolite and creepy, stop that!" - He may not seem like it, but bro he cares a lot. If ever you had a problem, he'd sit and listen, offer you his shoulder to cry on, and perhaps hang out to divert your attention away from what's bothering and hurting you. And if you need advice, he'll try his best to come up with a flawless solution to your problems. But if comfort is what you need, his arms are open baby. Ghiaccio

- Bro you must need emergency ear plugs for this one, he is a massive screamer, a ticking time bomb with no timer that will erupt at random. If ear plugs aren't enough, cover your ears. - Befriending him was an impulse control befriending him. Well, all you did was to constantly try to calm his tits and cool his head to the point he actually barges in your room to hang out so that he can cool his head from all of the shenanigans occuring all around him, or maybe he just had another thought about something maddening about the world. "WELL WHY?! WHY IS WOMEN'S CLOTHES SIZING CHART DIFFER FROM EACH STORE?! THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE! INCHES AND CENTIMETRES EXISTS FOR A REASON, DAMNIT!" - There are moments where he isn't screaming, thankfully and he's a decent person to talk to. If you're a listener, he'll do the talking, just ranting about things, rambling on and on, before complaining, and then another outbursts comes out. By this, you simply sigh, put a hand on his shoulder and talk to him in a gentle, calming voice. It usually does the trick. Formaggio and Melone joked about this talent of yours as witchcraft. - He appreciates you a lot and honestly doesn't know what to do without you and by that, he knows he has to reciprocate the care you give him somehow to show he is grateful of your friendship and care. He isn't the type to be physically affectionate, but he is extremely thoughtful about his closed loved onesa and prefers to be practical about it. He would save you your seat in meetings, fetch you snacks if he ran out for an errand, etc etc. Extremely observant of your mannerisms, that he might point that out to you and you won't even realise you do that. - So like, he is very protective as a friend. He will do something whenever someone has wronged you in any way. The others teasing you? Bam, he'll shoot them back with a witty insult. Your s/o cheated on you? Ohohoho boi, be prepared to see their name on a headline on the daily news. Your order was wrong? Bam, he'll have the waiter shaking in fear from a screaming, angry Italian mafioso as he demands for them to remake your order correctly. "WELL CAGACAZZO?! QUIT STANDING AROUND AND GET ORDERS CORRECTLY—" "G-Ghiaccio it's just a minor thing, let it go—" "THEY SERVED YOU AN INGREDIENT YOU SPECIFICALLY TOLD THEM NOT TO INCLUDE BECAUSE YOU'RE ALLERGIC TO IT! WHY ARE YOU LETTING THIS SLIDE OFF?!" - All in all, he's just glad you're there for him because damn, someday his temper is going to get the best of him and he doesn't know what to do. And with your friendship, he's learned how to cope with his spontaneous anger by carrying soothing stuff to ease his nerves (courtesy of your suggestions and gifts for him) - Basically the dynamic of a rapid gremlin with rabies and a calm, sunshine personified angel. Everyone (Riz, including, but he's more subtle and dry about it) joked about the unlikely friendship, and how your ears must've lost a little bit of hearing capacity. Rissoto - I feel like he'd be extremely attached to a childhood friend. You've been friends since before you underwent the drastic change by going through a lot to get to where he is now, and still the only person that stuck around with him was you. By that, you became the most trusted by him due to the fact you've known each other for very long. - As his best friend, you're his confidant and finds himself often going to you if ever he needed advice, or needed to vent about his stress. He really isn't vocal but when he's confiding in you, his words spill out of his mouth usually sealed tightly just steadily flows, his big strong Capo veneer falls apart in front of you but he doesn't necessarily feel unsafe by being vulnerable. That's how he trusts you. - No one will dare to bad mouth you in front of the Capo, or else there'd be hell to pay for. I mean, teasing is fine, he knows you can handle burns from team mates here and there (and will silently smirk at it) but he will not stand it if they attempt to belittle you for something unreasonable. "Watch your mouth. That was

out of their control, stop blaming them for something they can't do." - The type of friend that doesn't know how to comfort someone, but will try their best. So as you spill your heart out, tears, snot, sweat and all, he'll just pull you to his chest and awkwardly pat your shoulders to get you calm and comforted. Not to mention, he is extremely stiff at the hug and is very unsure what words to say to you to not upset or offend you any further, so he'll just ride it out smoothly, and let you let it all out on his chest. It's not like he can't wash your tears, snot and sweat on his chest anyways. - Since he is very non-vocal, he's a good listener so rant all the way! Complain about the weather, about your lack of love life, about how underpaid the hitmen team is, anything! He won't find the perfect response, so he'll just nod along and perhaps comment occasionally on what your saying. "So like, ugh, I am soooo frustrated at how Prosciutto could say that to Pesci! He makes a good point, but it's redundant for him to be too harsh on him! Look, all I'm saying is, maybe Prosciutto should start choosing his words correctly so that Pesci won't feel too upset! You know???" You glanced at your friend, as he simply sat attentively beside you. He nods silently as a response. "Anyways—" - Extremely great at deduction and the way he reads people so easily is so unreal. And so he uses this to his advantage to know what's up with you whenever you seemed off. By this, he's able to tell whenever you're upset but scared to talk about it, frustrated but too busy to talk about, etc etc. And with this, he takes the time to drag you to take a seat, and talk about what's been bothering you. If you don't wish to talk about it at all, he'll let you be after with a reassurance that you can overcome whatever the heck you're going through. - Everyone is surprised that you two aren't married??? That you're just friends??? The way you two look just makes you two look like a couple and it boggles the others how you two aren't one.

[lubdubsworld]

Nights in the City.

Crime Boss! Min Yoongi x Sassy College student OC!

Part 1/?

For all that city is supposed to be a thriving metropolis with bustling traffic no matter what the hour, it still felt incredibly creepy to be standing inside a deserted midnight mart, clutching three packs of highlighter pens, a pack of condoms and a pack of tampons.

But it was finals week, and that generally meant that either

a.) I would stress the fuck out of myself and my period would come on early

or

b.) I would run out of highlighters , fail to highlight the most important part of my notes , forget all about it during the exam and end up dropping a whole grade over it.

or

c.) I would be so horny, would manage to sneak a guy into my room and at the last minute , we would both realize we didn't have protection.

Sounds oddly specific?

These are actual things that have happened to me so, one could say I was merely being smartly proactive by preparing a contingency plan for when or in case things went wrong.

Such wisdom, much wow.

And so here i was at the local all night mart, waiting for the drunk out of his mind kid to pay for his flavored water .

My legs ached, it was pouring cats and dogs outside, and I could feel a headache come on.

Just as the guy finished paying, i felt a surge of relief. Great, I could pay and finally leave, thank you Lord, angels and every saint chilling next to Jesus-

A hand shot out from behind me slapping a wad of 100000 won bills on the counter.

"Need to see the CCTV footage from this evening kid." A low gravelly voice rumbled in my ear , so disgustingly hot it bordered on obscene.

I turned around to glare at the stranger, only to feel my breath catch in my throat.

A breathtakingly beautiful man stood right behind me, dressed in what looked like a Valentino Tux, ebony dark hair and tattoos that stood out stark against his pale skin.

He was tall and lithe, eyes cat-like yet blazing with anger ? passion? a love for opera music?

Well whatever it was, it was potent.

As was his cologne .

I gagged a little.

"Excuse me, pretty boy.... you're in my space." I snapped .

He looked surprised, like he really hadn't noticed my five foot four ass dressed in a lime green fleece jacket and purple yoga pants.

He tilted his head.

"Excuse me?"

That fucking drawl.

Rolling my eyes i pointed at the board that said " Wait your Turn."

"Can't you read?" I snapped.

He didn't reply, merely staring at me carefully, as though memorizing all my features before giving me a very blatant once over.

Not to be outdone, I did the same to him and the small smile on his face grew into an amused smirk.

The cashier's panicked voice drew us both out of our little eye fuck fest.

"Miss, please if you could step aside... hyungnim I'm so sorry...let me get the tapes for you at once..."

"That's alright. i'll send one of my men to get it later. Why don't you finish billing her items first?" He said softly. He gave me another small smile.

"Since you asked so nicely, petal." he rasped out, reaching out and gently brushing the hair off my face.

i frowned at the little endearment.

Well, no matter.

Satisfied , both at having stood up for myself and not having it backfire in my face, I grinned wide at the cashier.

Why did he look so terrified? Geez.

I finished paying and then politely stepped out of the line, indicating to Mr. Tuxedo that he could go next.

But he didn't .

instead he followed me as i walked out.

"Where do you live?" He asked casually.

I blinked, confused.

“What? Why?”

“So I can drop you off. It’s late and the city gets dangerous at night.”

I rolled my eyes.

“The city isn’t dangerous..” I lowered my voice , curling my fingers to get him to lean closer. He obliged obediently, moving closer and bending low till his ear was almost level with my lips, “ I am dangerous.”

He straightened, brows raised and lips parted.

“Oh? You are?”

I grinned conspiratorially.

“Listen, you look rich and kind of handsome so I’m going to assume that you aren’t going to mug me, so I’ll show you. Now, the reason I’m wearing this jacket that makes me look like the hulk jizzed all over me is, this jacket is the only jacket I have with big enough pockets to carry this.”

I slipped a hand into my pocket and pulled out my trusty pepper spray.

“Ah. Smart.” He nodded in approval.

“And Dangerous.” I reminded him.

“Definitely dangerous.” He nodded again, solemnly.

Satisfied, I slipped the can back in.

“So really, kind stranger I’m perfectly safe to walk the dark streets of Seoul on this night.”

He smiled and held both hands up , stepping away respectfully.

“A strong independent woman who don’t need no man.” He said with a grin, “ Noted.”

“I’m Shinhye. What’s your name?” I asked brightly.

“Yoongi.” He smiled.

I nodded.

“Alright, Yoongi. I’m gonna go now… By the way why’d you want the CCTV footage?” I smiled at him.

Yoongi hesitated before giving me a small shrug.

“I stabbed a guy in the neck in the store this afternoon . Just wanted to make sure my men turned off the CCTV when it happened.”

I was still smiling, waiting for him to laugh at the joke, which was definitely creepy, but perhaps just in theme with what we had been discussing.

But he didn’t laugh.

And I felt the first stirrings of worry.

“Ha ha ha.” I said nervously.” That’s funny. L-O-L.”

He tilted his head.

“You think stabbing people is funny?”

I blinked, horrified.

“What, of course not… I mean… You didn’t actually stab anyone did you?”

He hesitated.

“To be fair, he stole from me. If I didn’t stab him and drop his body in the Han, then other people are going to think its okay to steal from me too and I just can’t have that.” He said with a shake of his head.

I opened my mouth to say that the joke had stopped being funny, when three other scars came skidding into the parking lot. I yelped, stumbling on a stray rock and Yoongi caught me, hands firm on my arms , drawing me into the warmth of his chest to keep me from falling.

“Careful, petal.” He breathed right against my ear and I froze staring at the men climbing out of the cars.

Now, these men, I could believe were capable of stabbing people.

They wore small dagger at their waist, the outline of pistol holsters on their sides and their thighs.

“Boss, it’s done. We got rid of him. He’ll be fish chow by the morning.” One of them said cheerfully.

Wait.

No.

No way.

This was a dream.

I had dozed off by the tampon aisle and I was having a fever dream.

“Excellent Jungkook-ah. Boys, say hello to my girlfriend, Shinhye.” Yoongi said casually.

I jumped, trying to get away but his arm came right around my shoulder, forearm resting on the swell of my breasts as he held me closely.

“ Your- your what?”

“Girlfriend. I haven’t met a girl this intriguing in a while and well, you’re quite easy on the eyes too…”

“I… I’m not… No.. Please…” I couldn’t quite form a coherent thought.

“Oh, petal , I’m sorry. I’m afraid I can’t accept that no. I’m going to pick you up for dinner tomorrow night at …well wherever you live. Our first date so wear something pretty yeah?” he nuzzled my neck.

Actually nuzzled it.

What the actual fuck.

“You’re insane. I’m not dating you!” I said shrilly.

“Eight O clock.” He hummed, still pressed right up against my back. The warmth of his body was ridiculously comforting in the chill night air.

Then before I could process what he was doing, one hand came up to curl over my chin in a gently grip, tilting my face back so I was looking up into his beautiful face.

“Don’t make me wait, petal.” He said softly, before reaching down and closing his lips over mine.

It was a soft kiss , over before I could even process it.

“You said you’re dangerous right baby? I’m dangerous too. Maybe together we can be absolutely terrifying , yeah?” he was laughing now.

And i wasn't.

Infact,

I was going to pass the fuck out.

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Author's note : this is just something fluffy and ridiculous to keep me sane while I write the angsty fics.