#love ya dude you’re seriously amazing

[theno1joelhater]

oh yay!! words!! (/gen, talking with you is an absolute delight)

the whole cloning process and the beginnings of justin’s descent into madness is left too…unknown? ambiguous doesn’t seem like the right word. who fucking knows

i feel like he’d have something to hold them down, maybe like one of those operating table thingys with the leather straps? do you know what i’m getting at? and maybe some anesthetics. lowers the sound, but i wouldn’t put it past justin to also have soundproof walls. justin case—(dies again)

wayne’s thoughts on life. you are so right. he doesn’t think of it much, his own mortality. i imagine he keeps living because there are so many pranks he could do. so much fun stuff. i don’t imagine he thinks about death all that much, but he still fears it, kind of. like he doesn’t want to die, but death makes him sad and why focus on sad stuff? ignore your feelings in favor of temporary pleasure! insert fahrenheit 451 reference here.

he doesn’t understand his own feelings that well, so he distracts himself with pranking others. he does this almost unconsciously, without thinking. his mind combats his feelings by constantly thinking of pranks. his mind is circulating with potential ways he could prank others because that keeps him occupied. without them, his mind is empty, not thinking of anything. and when his mind is empty, when he’s not constantly thinking, his mind goes deeper, and that’s not good! distractions distractions.

he’s created a world for himself, a world where his problems are light years away.

oh god, the allergy death. cam died and resurrected himself? cam being manipulative and using his god powers to make wayne think he’s safe? ooh awesome. he’s revealed himself as a god to wayne, so wayne thought he’d be safe from death.

even then, wayne was still scared of death. the vast nothingness of the afterlife, no matter what you think the afterlife is like, gives you a lot of time to think. he’s afraid to think, and he doesn’t realize it. he doesn’t put in any effort into understanding himself because he doesn’t want to think about the bad stuff. what is the bad stuff? who knows.

the second death. your idea is awesomesauce amazing. wayne watching them all turn into clones? horrifying. i love it. maybe…just saying things but what if he tried to escape before? and then he was forced to watch as punishment? or what if this was standard for all of the retired chrs? what if they all had to watch, and wayne just took it the hardest? having that world he made shatter in an instant, showing him that he’s in real danger. that he won’t be saved. that cam won’t come in and rescue him, not now.

his mind reverts back to its most primal state. survival comes first. when asked fight or flight, wayne picked flight. he wanted to escape so bad. he wanted to LIVE. and in the end, i suppose he did escape, by dying. but his escape was only ever temporary. he was brought back—why? because he’s god’s favorite. he was god’s favorite and suffered for it.

AAAAAAAAA JUSTIN CASE UPDATE??? WHAT THE FUCK WHY DID HE JUST POST RHE SPOILERS TO THE NEXT INSTALLEMENT OF THE STROY RIGHT THERE INSREA DOF BEING LIKE YEAH IM DOING IT IM KILLING CAM RN FUCK ME (ron intended)

anywayssssss

nathaniel is dead, not very skibidi sigma of him at all but i’m not too surprised, cam’s been trying to get rid of ol’ nathan for a WHILE (besides, look at his last name. it was inevitable)

cam added a mary sue self insert oc that’s basically a god into the cgcu who’s summoned by racism and sexual jokes. damn.

i get the ending and it’s alright, but also seems anticlimactic. like cam shows up and tells justin “dude you’re a fictional made up character on the internet you’re already immortal 💀” and justin’s like “oh fr then ig i’ll stop” which isn’t that satisfying at all. i don’t like that ending the discord’s ending (ask me for an invite link if ur interested in the server, we’re all very cool) is much better since yk. it has actual character development.

personally? i don’t like this ending much and i am unsatisfied. it might be better if he actually posts it but i still don’t like it much. if only…….i finished the goddamn animation……..ughhh

also……….max? whipping it out? right there? cam you better film this part or else /hj

[gaymalefartstories]

(NSFW. This story contains a farting fetish. If you are under 18, stop reading now.)

(**SPECIAL WARNING*** This story contains consensual non-consent (2 very drunk guys having sex). Rest assured, all parties within the story are okay with the events taking place, but if such things offend you, stop reading now.)

(1003 words)

Tristan and Miles stumble back to their dorm room after a wild party at one of the frat houses. They were both quite drunk, but Tristan had drank at least twice as much as Miles did. Miles had to support Tristan as they walked.

“Du..Dude…I love you, man…,” Tristan slurred as Miles caught him from face-planting on the sidewalk.

“Yea, love you too. Help me out a little, huh?”

“N…No, seriously. Yer an…an amazing friend.”

“God you’re wasted,” Miles grumbled.

They struggled their way back to their rooms with minimal incident. Tristan was barely standing by the time they breached the threshold, and Miles had resorted to dragging him all the way inside and into the bathroom. He sat him down on the toilet and took a second to catch his breath and steady himself.

“You got it from here man? I really don’t want to have to strip you.”

“Ya man, I’m good…”

Miles was skeptical, but he wasn’t going to argue. “Alright, just yell if you fall down or something.”

Tristan grinned and drunkenly looked at his friend. “Sure you don’t want to shower with me, bro?”

Miles did want to shower with him, but he was too drunk and tired. Instead he rolled his eyes and called out to him as he left the bathroom, “G’night man. See you in the morning.”

Miles went into his room, fell into his desk chair, and smacked his forehead on his desk. “Ow,” he mumbled into the room. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to sleep or die in that position, but he decided he was just going to let whatever happen, happen. As he drifted in and out of consciousness, he heard the shower turn on and other noises he tried really hard to ignore.

A loud thump from the bathroom jolted Miles awake. He noticed the shower was off and he listened for a few more moments to make sure he didn’t need to go check on Tristan. He heard the bathroom door open. Shuffling steps. His door open? Then he heard the springs of his mattress creak and groan and the covers of his bed swish and rustle as if a body had fallen on his bed. The fuck?

Miles pulled his head up and looked at his bed to find Tristan, buck ass naked, laying on it still mostly wet from the shower.

“The fuck you doing?”

“Mmmmnnggff.” Tristan’s words were muffled by the pillow his face had landed in. Miles sighed and lifted himself up to shuffle over to hear what he had said, trying not to stare at his friend’s ass the whole time.

Tristan turned his head to face Miles. “Fuck me”

“What?!”

“C’mon man. I want dick.”

Miles was still drink, tired, and grumpy from having to deal with his drunk roommate at god knows what time in the morning. But another sound overrode his brain and sent all available blood rushing to his cock.

Ssssssppbpbpbpbpbpltltltltltlttttttt

A gawd awfully loud, and wet, fart erupted from Tristan’s ass. His hole sounded wet and loose, and the smell from his ass wafted over to Miles’s nose. It was like a mating call beckoning for someone to come fill him up. And Miles was happy to answer that call.

Miles pulled himself onto the bed and put his face between Tristan’s legs. He dove right into his ass while spreading his cheeks to expose his still sweaty and musky hole. Apparently, Tristan hadn’t done a very good job in the shower.

Right before Miles could actually get his tongue to Tristan’s hole, another airy and sputtery fart ripped out on his face. The smell of concentrated ass made him pause only for a second while waves of arousal rolled through his body, but his tongue was eager to taste his friend. He finished his dive with his tongue out and plugged Tristan’s hole mid-fart. He sealed his lips around his wet hole, then pulled back his tongue to let the rest of the fart fill his mouth. He swallowed all of it and released it all back out as a belch that echoed in his room.

Tristan wiggled his ass as Miles rimmed him and struggled to get his pants and underwear off. Tristan’s cock had created a puddle of precum that was sticking to his abs.

Miles finally released his own cock and brought it up to Tristan’s hole. No lube required. His cock was dripping with pre and his friends ass was already pretty loose. He slid his cock from Tristan’s balls up to his hole and slid all the way inside easily.

Tristan moaned under him and started sliding his ass up and down his cock. Miles held himself above him and enjoyed his cock being massaged. Tristan grinded his cock against the bed and squeezed his ass and legs around Miles, making him moan in pleasure. They continued this way for several more moments before Miles put his hands on Tristan’s back, using his body weight to pin Tristan down, and started fucking him.

Miles’s hips and balls slapped against Tristan’s ass. Trapped air farted out and tickled his balls every time Miles slammed against his ass and added a hot sensation. Sloppy noises from Tristan’s ass echoed in the room as the boys fucked. As Miles neared climax, he increased the frequency of his thrusts, grabbed Tristan’s shoulders, and shoved his member as deep into him as he shot his load. Tristan bucked his ass back into Miles as he felt his friend pulse and throb inside him. His cock shot several ropes of cum onto the bed and his abs. Both boys were locked in orgasm for several glorious seconds.

They collapsed at the same time. Tristan lay in his load while Miles fell on top of him. Miles laid on him while he went soft, then, when his cock slipped out, he rolled over onto his back beside Tristan. He fell asleep listening to the soft snores coming from his roommate.

[noonieftp]

Sneaky but freaky..🥀

!Drug dealer! Eren x poc reader.

Uhh this my first time doing this, so treat me kindly my peoples! This is a chapter story so bare with me 😅. I hope everyone enjoy my little story 🖤

Warning: if you feel uncomfortable or disturb in any type of way please exit off and enjoy the rest of your day.

Description: Eren is your boyfriend’s !drug dealer!. He’s been selling to Jean for months and even sold to you time to time. Eren likes you and didn’t think Jean was the right man for you, Jean never expected that. Of course, Eren had to say something one day that had Jean thinking…

Your name is jasmine btw 🫠

Minors dni pls 🥲

Sneaky but freaky..🥀

You and eren been friends for a long time, well not really just about 6 months. He was you’re plug. You were his favorite buyer, even though you didnt really buy from him unless you’re boyfriend jean was home. Jean and eren was friends in high school but they not very close, they would hang out here and there,at the apartment and parties but anywhere else they would act like they don’t know each other. It’s kinda weird.

Eren was older then jasmine and jean, not calling him old or nothing because he’s far from that. eren is 26, long black locks with gorgeous emerald green eyes. at first place eren seemed a bit on the skinny side until one day he came over to do a sale with you’re boyfriend and you ended up opening the door while you’re boyfriend was in the bathroom. When the door swung open and you seen that eren was wearing a all black compression shirt with grey sweat pants, he looked like he just came from the gym. His muscles looked like they were gonna rip his shirt, his abs was stuck to his shirt showing all it’s glory and-!

“Hey ma, what ya lookin’ at?” Eren looks down on you and smiled knowing he just caught you staring at his toned body.

You rolled you’re eyes and put you’re hand on you’re hip. “Boy nothing. You got my 8th?” You stuck you’re other hand out waiting for him to give it to you.

Eren looked passed you to see if jean was around. “Wheres ya man?” He look back down at you with you still giving him an annoyed face.

“Sitting on the toilet why?” You huffed but next thing you knew you felt eren’s arm snake around you’re waist and pulled you in. You gasp from the contact, you’re eyes shot up at him but all he did was lower his head to you’re shoulder and whispers into you’re ear.

“You look amazing today Jasmine” he then kissed you’re shoulder making you shutter under his touch, you were breathless from such a small encounter. Jean never made you feel like that before. You knew this was wrong but something about him just made everything feel so got damn right. You can admit that you and jean relationship is very toxic and isnt health for you’re mental but you loved him no matter how many times he cheated on you. You still loved that man.

Eren pull away from you when he heard the bathroom door open. He then dig into his pocket and took out the 8th and handed it to you when jean started to walk up.

Eren looked passed you again and smiled at jean. “Whats good man” jean dapped eren up and smiled back. “Nothing man just tryna get high so this b-“ jean stopped and looked at you, his whole mood changed.

“You see im talking so go.” You mumbled a sorry then turned around walking back to the living room.

Jean turn back to eren “this bitch is the reason why I need to get high” he sighs annoyed at you but eren gave jean a glare.

“You just talk about and to yo shawty like that” eren face said everything he was thinking but jean was to dumb to see it.

“Well yeah the bitch cant do shit but annoy me, fuck me, and roll my joints when I tell her to dude.” Eren shook his head and laughed at what jean just said.

“Aye man you’re a funny guy, but seriously though take good care of her or someone else will” eren looked passed him and yelled out bye to you, you yelled it back as you seen him start to walk away and jean slowly closing the door. When he came to the living room he seen you on you’re phone smiling at some game you were play.

What eren said didn’t sit right with jean. He walk over to you and snatched you’re phone out you’re hand making you gasp.

“Wtf! Jean gimme my damn phone!” He get up to take it back but he pushed you back on the couch.

“So now you’re fucking my plug” jean tone was so serious you could tell he wasnt joking. You’re face twisted up an you cocked you’re head back confused.

“Nigga wtf is you talkin’ about right now?!” You stand up from the couch and towards him. He laughed in you’re face like a mad man. “Bitch stop trying me. I know you and eren got something goin’ on, you think im fucking stupid!-“

“Yes you’re fucking stupid jean cause why the fuck do you think that?! I sit at him every fucking day till you get home! So why the fuck would I cheat on yo-“ you’re words were cut off when a hard slap connected to you’re face. You fell to the floor holding you’re face in disbelief.

“Bitch didn’t I say stop fucking tryin’ me!” He looks down on you and scoffs. “Now stop fuckin’ playin’ with me before I beat the fuck out of you like yo ex did.” That right there pushed you to the edge.

“He thinks he’s gonna put me thru hell like that nigga did? Fuck that!”

you quickly got up and shoved that man pushing him a bit out the living room close to the front door. “Nigga get the fuck out my apartment! You got me fucked up! GET THE FUCK OUT!” The anger in you made you feel stronger then ever but even so jean was a big guy..

His face twisted in rage, he stood up straight. You look down and see his fist ball up, reality snaps back to you making you’re beautiful skin turn cold knowing you just fucked up.

“You want me to get out right? I gotchu.” He started walking towards you forcing you to spin on you’re heels and run to you’re shared bedroom. You quickly slammed the door and locked it.

Jean was hot on you’re tail but he still got locked out. “Open the door babygirl” you could tell he was trying to stay calm but his words was laced with venom making you’re skin crawl. “Just leave me alone jean..”tears start to form from the sides of your eyes.

He bangs loudly on the door “open this fucking door jas!” You quickly grabbed your trap phone off your bed and went straight to your call log and called the last person you talked to on the phone, He hears your phone ring.

“Who you calling jas?! Nobody is gonna come and help you bitch” he started to kick the door ready to break it down. Fear hits you like a line of coke and tears started to fall hard until you hear the line connect.

To be continued..🥀

[leviticus101st]

Spoilers for Amazing Spider-Man 26

I’d clip, but I literally don’t give a shit.

There is only one thing that can be said.

WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?!

WHHHHAATT?!

3 questions.

1: WHAT?!

2: WHAT THE FUCK?!

3: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

I decided to log off a bit to collect my thoughts....and with that I can confidently still say "What the actual fuck?"

Let's leave aside the problematic shit for a minute and talk about the other stuff.

You kill off a character who was the main character of her own book in a completely different book. One that she was barely in. One where the events of the book have nothing to really do with her.

It's one thing for Spider-Man writers to lazily just default to 'story where Peter gets sad' or refuse to have his most iconic love interest get back with him.

It's a whole other thing to screw up an actually good character for their stupid melodrama.

"Oh but it's comics. She'll be back in a bit"

Ya don't do the sappy death shit when you're aware that another writer is going to undo it.

Man, I can't imagine that these guys even bothered asking G. Willow Wilson, Sana Amanat, Adrian Alphona, or Jamie Mckelvie for permission nor can I imagine Marvel even telling any of them about this.

Ya think about the DC Sandman stuff and how in Dark Knights Metal Scott Snyder asked Neil Gaiman for permission to have Dream show up just to provide exposition.

Can't imagine why I'm thinking about that right now.

See I actually haven't been reading the Zeb Wells Spider-Man stuff, only really memeing on stupid pages uploaded online.

The only reason I'm assuming that Kamala was chosen to be killed off was because they thought the outrage would be funny. Given the creative's behavior.

Alrighty. Time to just talk about the real shit.

You took the biggest example of a Muslim Superhero, a hero that gave representation to a group that still suffers so much discrimination to this day, and you killed her off.

A character that truly meant so much to so many people and they kill her in this piece of shit.

I want to say that this was just pure ignorance, but given the behavior exhibited by the creators, I'm not giving them that benefit.

They probably want to laugh at the people upset about this, not knowing that killing Ms Marvel, I'd say a group is right to be upset.

Although I will say this. Please, for the love of God, do  not harass, send death threats, or threats of physical violence to anyone over this.

This is a god forsaken piece of shit and we should treat it as such, but don't be a piece of shit yourself. That being said, next point

TIME FOR EVERY OLD MALE COMIC WRITER'S FAVORITE GAME SHOW!

WOMEN IN REFRIGERATORS!!!!! FILMED IN FRONT OF A LIVE STUDIO AUDIENCE!

ALL FOR A CHANCE TO WIN A NEW CONVERTIBLE, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS WRITE A SEQUENCE OF A FEMALE CHARACTER BEING KILLED FOR NO NARRATIVE REASON OTHER THAN TO INJECT UNNEEDED PATHOS IN A DUDE'S STORY!

ZEB WELLS IS SCORING HIGH WITH THE DEATH OF BELOVED SUPER HEROINE KAMALA! WHO WE DON'T SEE ANY OF HER FRIENDS OR SUPPORTING CAST AROUND FOR HER DEATH!

INSTEAD WE SEE A DUDE SHE DIDN'T EVEN REALLY KNOW CRADLING HER BODY SADLY! THAT'S SOME GOOD MAN PAIN POINT'S!

UNFORTUNATELY, WELLS WON'T BE TAKING HOME THE WHEELS!

BECAUSE WRITERS LIKE ALAN MOORE KNEW BETTER THAN TO GIVE HIS FRIDGE TARGET THE SWEET RELEASE OF DEATH!

Seriously though, they unironically pulled the Women in Refrigerators shit and it's infuriating as hell.

But yeah, I'm sure the next big event comic that will change everything forever will bring her back, if we even have to wait that long.

Screw this shitty ass run for pulling this shit.

[femme-enby]

Blah blah blah, I’m stubborn as a mule, I’m ranting about stupid fandom shit, beating the dead horse into the ground mercilessly.

Short summary- I am not proship apparently and I don’t like people whitewashing characters, or feminizing androgynous characters.

Into the rant…

I am genuinely tired of “Frans” or Frisk and Sans as a couple.

And while yeah, it is the notion of aging up Frisk (or Chara or Kris btw) to pair them with an adult character that irks me most importantly… like… it is fucking weird actually. Especially when it’s written in such a way that whichever child went through the underground or whatever and then LATER the story takes place where they’re an adult…

Because honestly? If any family friend saw me at like… 12, actively watched me grow up, and then decided they had romantic feelings for me, I’d think they’re fuckin weird tbh. Weirder than my middle school orchestra teacher giving me his Snapchat while I was at work years later, after not having seen me that entire time. Yeah that was fuckin weird. Dude taught me for an hour or so like every other day back in middle school. Still fuckin weird.

Now imagine a family friend who would have seen me a lot more often. Mad fuckin weird.

So yeah. I find that weird.

But the other thing, a more minor thing that also grinds my gears?

How incredibly feminized Frisk gets. In such a stereotypically way too!

Frisk is CANONICALLY non-binary. They use they/them pronouns. They present pretty androgynous even for a kid. They “flirt” with anyone they have the option to regardless of that person’s presentation.

Yet!!! Frisk always ends up being incredibly feminized. Not just feminized in a general sense, but almost exclusively Frisk gets turned into a scrawny, busty, white woman with perfectly straight hair and full lips.

This kid turned into that nonsense I be seein??? Idk what people are seeing but if y’all want a WHITE kid…

Boom. Pale yellow for the skin, rosy pink cheeks, wide AF eyes. The chances of Chara being white are infinitely higher.

The aged up Frisk rarely ever even looks LIKE FRISK. It wouldn’t be hard to just name this basically brand new character something like “Alex” if these people still wanted a gender neutral name, but frankly I doubt they would considering what they did to the character.

They whitewash and feminize Frisk, a character who has no gender. We are given no indication to Frisk sex (which would be awfully weird since they are, ya know, a CHILD) so people are really just making a woman OC to ship with Sans (usually) but still choose to to name her Frisk and tie her to a non-binary child.

For what reason?

People were in an uproar about artists making Rose (Steven Universe) skinny. Now the harassment and threats were completely unnecessary, but the general upset wasn’t necessarily wrong in my opinion.

Fat people, POC, LGBT+ people still struggle for representation. If fans want skinny, white, busty characters that they ain’t seeing in the original material… make an OC!! Ain’t nothin wrong with that!

But there ain’t any reason to take an existing character and alter them to fit into eurocentric beauty standards. Not for your preference, not to fit into your fantasy, not for anything.

These people are often amazing artists! Clearly capable of incredible skill, and likely possess impressive imaginations as well! Imagine up a new name at the least!

Seriously- why do I see more diversity in blank face Y/N solid grey placeholders than adult Frisk art? Like yeah I don’t even think it should be a thing when you’re shipping them with one of the adult monsters, but honestly the fact that regardless of how “not frisk” they all look… I KNOW that is SUPPOSED to be adult Frisk because they all look like the same bland ass white lady!!!

Meanwhile they “Y/N” placeholders be chubby, tall, disabled, they’ll have afros and braids, they’ll have more masculine builds, etc.

I ain’t even realize they could be personalized like that! I love it!! Hope to keep seeing more of it even if it comes across my dash in some fandom I don’t even know the name of!!!

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

I SLEPT, STILL THINKING ABOUT IT

Animation? Flawless. Gorgeous. Every location change I was whispering under my breath how beautiful it was. Backgrounds and landscapes in this movie are GORGEOUS.

The fight scenes?? MY GOSH?? 10/10 HIGHLY ENTERTAINING EXCELLENT, FUNNY, EPIC, ALL OF THE ABOVE

THE TWIST?????? You know how in movies in the last, I dunno, ten years?? you got the twist that’s made for shock value only and completely ignores the narrative of the story just for the sake of “HA YOU DIDN’T SEE THIS COMING” and is like, wildly unsatisfying and hollow and the whole time you’re just like “really.” WELL THIS IS THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE, IT IS THE MOST SATISFYING PLOT TWIST I’VE SEEN IN A MOVIE IN YEARS, ITS CHILLING, IT’S SATISFYING, IT MAKES SENSE WITHIN THE NARRATIVE OF THE STORY, IT ENHANCES THE STORY, I ENJOYED IT SM ACTUALLY MY GOSH, I WAS LITERALLY SITTING THERE DOING CHEF’S KISS IN THE THEATRE PLS

AND THEN THE CHARACTER ARCS IN IT???? ARE SO SATISFYING??? Like, at the end of that move I was dancing to the end credits song and ready to go again. I wanted to sit back down re-start the movie and go again, I loved it.

Man I haven’t walked out of a theatre feeling that good in a long time.

The dialogue??? snappy, beautiful, amazing, lovely. Characters? Dynamics between characters?? LETS GO.

Oh my dudes this movie is so good. And it’s like... very good at not taking itself too seriously at the silly points, but then in more serious moments it lets it sit. It lets you feel it in a way not a lot of films do and it doesn’t take away from the story I’m just MAN. Exactly my kinda movie, I dunno what else to tell ya, highly recommend the movie, it had a surprising amount of death (none major characters and mostly bad guys) but i still?? ???? WAS A REALLY GOOD MOVIE?????? and just HAVE I MENTIONED?????? IT WAS GORGEOUS?? GODS THE COLOURS???

Anyway yeah, if you feel like, I 100% support going to watch it, massively worth it, the story is great, one of the best experiences in theatres I’ve had in a while, bright and colourful so watch the lights n all that but W O W I really wanna go watch it again I have been thinking about it non-stop p l s

SO PUSS IN BOOTS 2 HUH

[xuxitheii]

hey, i was wondering if you can write tr hcs for any character(s) you want, having a boyfriend that is like really deadpan and stuff like maybe suna rintarou from hq

also, i absolutely love your writing

ah ha, hey *bites lips* ya boy is back and it's been a full ass month 🏃🏃 I AM VERY SORRY ABOUT THIS, SCHOOL HAS GONE STAMPEDE MODE ON ME 👊😭 no but seriously, sorry about disappearing guys :( would not do it again, i'm gonna be posting more regularly soon (?) i don't know yet, but i'll try to get out some requests that has been dusting away in the drafts 😬😬 BUT ANYWAY, ENJOY!! and give this some love <3

　

佐野真一郎 - 佐野 万次郎 - 黒川 イザナ - 筆頭 鶴蝶

— “i couldn’t care less if it’s loud or quiet”

he’s a menace — but goddamnit is he hot.

　

SHINICHIRO

this guy, right here? he knows nothing about volleyball. hell, he thought it was just some dudes passing a ball around to each other. he has zero to none interest in it, he just woah-ed whenever the other people do — he doesn’t know what’s happening, at all. but shinichiro was given the pleasure of attending a volleyball match, courtesy of wakasa who is actually into volleyball (he likes seeing those powerful spikes, alright).

　

and that was when he met him.

　

[L/N] [Y/N].

　

shinichiro was amazed — downright entranced — with the way he carries himself. the [H/C] haired boy was fast — too fast for him to comprehend. how did he go from one side of the court to another that quick? shinichiro said in disbelief, while wakasa laughed at the confusion blanketing his face.

　

number ten definitely caught his interest — perhaps his heart too, but shinichiro doesn’t know that, not yet.

　

what shocked him more, though? was the fact that wakasa knows him — we’re best friends, he said, with that signature smirk of his. and it was proven to be true when wakasa just walked casually to the bleachers where the team was after the match ended, fist bumping with the very same player he was ogling about just a few minutes ago. wakasa — that smirk of his tells him more than words could — introduced the two of them, “[Y/N], this is shinichiro, the guy i’ve told you about before.” and realization never could look more attractive on someone’s face to shinichiro up until that moment. wait, wakasa did what– “ah, so you’re shinichiro, huh?” number ten’s lips tugged upwards as his eyes narrowed teasingly, “you do look like a guy that would get beaten up a lot.”

　

shinichiro spluttered, his hands twitching around. as he whined to wakasa, just what had you told him?! you can’t just tell someone about that, wakasa! especially not to someone so attractive like him! wakasa laughed.

　

long story short, shinichiro was not prepared for a relentless tease and deadpan all at the same time. [L/N] [Y/N] seems to have taken a liking in teasing, insulting and mocking sano shinichiro.

　

and [L/N] [Y/N] seems to have taken a liking to sano shinichiro too.

　

　

MIKEY

he met [Y/N] through baji. the ravenette had dragged him to watch a volleyball match that he was so eager to see — he had talked about it for the whole week! and mikey was coincidentally free for the day, so why not? there’s nothing to regret here. and was that so true, mikey regrets nothing for coming to the match. because he gets to see him. the player with number ten on his back. mikey was enchanted — like one would react to a siren.

　

for the whole match, he focused on [H/C] hair and [E/C] eyes. there was something about him — perhaps it’s the way he seems uninterested enough in everything around him, maybe it’s the way he would taunt his opponents, or maybe, it’s the way those eyes seem to see through everything.

　

and when he smiled? mikey is sold.

　

right as the match finally ended, mikey walked right up to the [H/C] haired boy, a determination coating his dark eyes (poor baji was left to fend for himself). the one who noticed him first was the captain, the player with number one on his jersey, who lifted up his eyebrow in curiosity, who is this kid? “hey,” several heads snapped to look at him, but his focus was solely on him, the one who looked as if he couldn’t care less. “what’s your name?”

　

“ah? who are you, kid?” the boy tilted his head, mikey doesn’t mind the nickname at all, he just needs to know, “mikey, what’s yours?” does not answer the [H/C] haired’s question at all, but alright. “heh, looks like you’ve got yourself an admirer, [L/N],” his teammate teased, cackling afterwards, mikey’s eyes caught the number seven on his jersey. the still unnamed boy rolled his eyes, an insult shot at his teammate right after. the boy turned, finally regarding poor little mikey, who had been patiently waiting through the whole match to finally have a conversation with him.

　

“[L/N] [Y/N], nice to meet you, pipsqueak,” a playful and yet cocky smirk playing on his lips.

　

that doesn’t deter mikey, though. instead, he got something up his sleeves too.

　

“great! from now on, you’re my friend, okay? ♡”

　

well, they end up being more than friends, actually.

　

　

IZANA

a menace and a menace, what could be more compatible, eh?

　

izana’s true emotions are never shown on his face — when he was little, it does, but now not an ounce of it was shown. but there’s an exception to that. and it comes in the form of his lover, [L/N] [Y/N].

　

ever since they met, izana can’t help but show his irritation towards the other boy. one meeting and izana already disliked him. from the way he wouldn’t regard izana at all to the way he looks down on izana with that irritatingly attractive smug smirk. he’s just so irritating, dammit! a small voice in his head says, you just find him attractive, izana.

　

so damn irritating, izana thought.

　

but strangely (not), izana keeps hanging around him anyways. to annoy him, he reasoned out — but we all know better. izana stays with him, despite complaining and sneering at everything the boy does. and [Y/N]? he finds it downright amusing. [Y/N] can see through people easily, not to mention his scarily accurate instinct, so he knows why exactly izana acts the way he does. but nevertheless, [Y/N] plays along to izana’s rhythm.

　

he can wait until the boy admits it himself — after all, love can’t be forced, right?

　

what drove izana to confess is the ugly green monster, known as jealousy. izana knows the [H/C] haired boy plays volleyball — heck, he was smacked by one at their first meeting — but what he doesn’t know is the abundance of admirers the boy has. and how touchy the people around him can get. and what’s worse is the fact [Y/N] couldn’t care less! he never shoves off the girls and boys clinging to him ([Y/N] smirked at the way izana’s eye twitched), he entertained the flirts people thrown at him ([Y/N] doesn’t actually, he just let them speak, but izana’s misunderstanding is fun to watch) and, purposely feeds into their hungry eyes (if wiping away your sweat on a towel, and sometimes your own shirt, is considered to be ‘feeding into their hunger’, then more than half of the planet is a player, [Y/N] mused).

　

izana had loudly dropped the confession in the middle of a practice match — thank god it’s not an official one — his eyes burning with masked passion and if you look a little closely, nervousness. the [H/C] haired boy can’t help but to feel stunned for the slightest of second, and then he regained his cool back and threw a lopsided smile at the violet eyed boy, “my, interrupting in the middle of practice is rude, no?” a soft cackle left his lips,

　

“i’ll get back to you later, i-za-na-kun ♡”

　

[Y/N] does get back to him later on, immediately calming down the annoyed delinquent with a chaste kiss to the corner of his lips — their eyes meeting in [E/C] clashing with violet.

　

　

KAKUCHO

kakucho is terrified of [L/N] [Y/N].

　

no, it’s not because the boy is a ruthless killer or something — though, with those insults and sharp glare, he might as well be one. it’s because of what is stored in the boy’s phone. what could it be, you ask? dirt. so much dirt. there’s so much dirt on practically everyone that kakucho knows of, there’s tons of the ones he didn’t know too.

　

kakucho was mortified with his findings. [Y/N] had let him use his phone while he went and made some food for the two of them (they’re hanging out at the [H/C] haired boy’s house). and like any other nosy teenagers, kakucho decided to go into his gallery — and he was promptly smacked with dozens of folders, each titled with names. everything is arranged neatly, professionally even, as if it’s a top tier secret. and a top tier secret it was.

　

from ugly sleeping photos to literal crime scenes, it was stored in his lover’s phone. there were even some of kisaki. kisaki! the most overly careful person kakucho knows! he doesn’t know how [Y/N] gets all of this, but he’s terrified nonetheless.

　

at that very moment, kakucho understands why the boy is in a team represented by foxes — sly and cunning.

　

kakucho shuddered, if this phone were ever to fall into the wrong person’s hands, everyone on this list might as well kiss good byes to their current life. so much blackmail in such a small device.

　

despite all this, kakucho knows [Y/N] wouldn’t use it for his own good — the boy is too uncaring to use tricks like this. he doesn’t know why exactly [Y/N] is collecting all of these, but his best guess is to blackmail all of these people to buy him food. [Y/N] is quite reluctant in using his own money to buy food after all (but he never hesitates on buying kakucho anything he showed even the slightest interest in, though).

　

so, despite feeling the horror rush earlier, all kakucho felt now was fondness towards the other boy, but also exasperation since he had worried over nothing. he knows his lover would only asks for dumb things or food if he ever were to use these ‘blackmails’. despite his cunningness, [Y/N] had sauntered his way into kaku’s heart with his personality and charms (and also boyish smirk and a way too heavenly of a laugh). kakucho doubts that the boy would suddenly become a villain.

　

and when [Y/N] came back with a plate of kakucho’s favorite dish, and a knowing glint in his eyes, lips tugged in an amused grin, kakucho knows he’s caught.

　

“so, what’s with the over abundance of dirt?”

　

“food money.”

　

with kakucho’s head shakes, [Y/N] let out a silent relieved sigh, at least kakucho didn’t see the album filled with lovely and endearing pictures of him.

[jjuzoir]

Sukeban S/O | Tokyo Revengers

synopsis: you’re a sukeban! スケバン (Sukeban): Japanese slang for delinquent girl or boss girl! 暴走族 (Bosozoku): is the Japanese subculture of motorcycles (mostly costumed), basically biker gangs.

characters: Mikey, Draken, Baji, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Sanzu,

word count: 1503

event: #𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐 𝐌𝐄?!

a/n: this is a female reader TT i normally stick to gn! readers but i feel like there are not enough female delinquents :’) (if you saw me hesitate to post this no you didnt)

— Mikey

- He thinks you’re cool as fuck, like seriously; you’re his girlfriend and in a gang? That shit rocks, dude, he wishes he could be as cool as you. So what if he’s the leader of Toman? You’re a sukeban!

- Doesn’t matter your position, if it’s as leader or just a rookie, he thinks the fact you’re part of the bosozoku and in a sukeban is amazing. Has he mentioned how he loves that you’re in a sukeban?

- He knows how deep the connection in a gang can be, which is why he doesn’t really ask you to leave in fear you’re going to get hurt. Manjiro knows there’s a risk, he’s in a gang too, but there’s also a sense of comradery he knows you probably also treasure.

- Loves hearing you talk about the shit you and your friends are up to, like, yeah! Do tell him about the time you almost knocked the wrong guy out because your friend got the address wrong! Go girl, give us everything!

- You’ll be talking about almost k-wording a man and he’ll look at you all dreamy as if you were talking about having met a puppy on your way over, insane.

- Loves teaching you cool moves and asks you to teach him some too, might even pull a cheeky “My s/o taught me that” after using something you taught him. Everyone in his close circle wants to die from cringe but people find it cool - Takemichi, Takemichi finds it cool (Draken has thought of just… leaving the room when he does that).

— Draken

- He didn’t know you were in a gang… just kidding, of course he knew. He didn’t really mind, of course; there was the fear you’d get hurt or in a bad fight, but he realized your gang tended to just cause ruckus rather than fight like Toman did.

- He knows you’ve gotten in fights, it’s inevitable when you partake in bosozoku culture, but that doesn’t stop him from worrying about you. Which is, in all honesty, kind of hypocritical considering this is Ken Ryūguji, the man who’s prone to beating people up when they give him a bad vibe (and gets stabbed like… every other day but whatever).

- “Draken, I’ll be going to a meeting, see ya!”

- “Make sure not to get into any fights,” he kisses your forehead, “and be careful out there, ‘s dangerous.”

- As if he hadn’t gotten a gash on his forehead from beating up three guys at once while in a fight with Toman, smh…

- He’s super proud of you though, he’s always so happy to hear you talk about your activities. He knows how important a gang can be and he’s just happy you have friends and people who always have your back in case he isn’t near you.

- Whenever you need anything done to your bike just ask him, like please, please, please ask him. The fact you trust him with your bike is so fucking sweet because he knows how much it means to you, ugh… he loves this, he loves you. Kiss him please.

- You’re a power couple, seriously.

— Baji

- Will ask you to race him to the nearest warehouse and set a car on fire with him, it’s his way of proposing to you </3

- He thinks you’re so fucking badass! He finds you look the best (wearing anything you like because you’re gorgeous and he’s whipped) when you’re wearing your gang’s uniform, your hair messy from just having fought someone.

- Will jokingly ask you to beat him up, but he asks so often you’re not sure it’s a joke anymore and honest to God? Baji himself is starting to wonder if maybe he does want to be beaten up by you

- Menaces to society… but together <3 Like, I wouldn’t be surprised if your gangs got together to buy you two child leashes so you can’t run away to… idk gang up on a poor intern’s car and get into fights with literal strangers over coins.

- Might rob a store and give you some pieces to buff up your bike… he’d literally rob a store to get you some candy, this man is committing crimes left and right for you, please stop him.

- One time, took you out on a date that consisted of you two just… destroying cars, props to him for somehow making it romantic (probably smashed a window and pointed at you saying “for my babe <3”... what does your girlfriend have to do with this car, hmm?).

- Unironically would call you a girlboss… wouldn’t mind if you wifed him up.

— Chifuyu

- He’s very excited about it, probably more than some of the other guys. Like, there’s something so cool to him about you also being in a gang – especially in an all girls one, he’d read about sukeban gangs before and always found them badass.

- He’s constantly asking you what it’s like, unlike Toman that’s pretty much filled with guys, your gang is exclusive to girls and with a pretty defined set of rules.

- Fuyu is a big fan of your ride, I feel like his bike is pretty tame compared to some of the others’, so when he sees yours and how it’s filled with modifications and such he’s on his way to get a bike magazine and start talking about your mods (I just… feel like he’s pretty big on mods alongside Draken).

- Don’t get him wrong, he’s worried about you sometimes, but he trusts you and finds the fact you can stand your own cool as fuck.

- Will sometimes call you up so you two can beat people up, it’s like a date except it’s not because you’re now running from the cops because they saw you beating the shit out of a guy.

- He doesn’t really try much of what he sees in shoujo on you, because one… he’s kind of embarrassed just by the thought of trying to kabedon you and two he feels more chill about the relationship since being in a gang is something you two have in common.

- Chifu is kind of like your own personal bodyguard even though you really don’t need one, he knows how being in a gang makes you a bunch of enemies by default so he’s ready to throw himself in the ring with/for you if necessary.

— Mitsuya

- You’d think he’d be more worried but he trusts you and your skills a lot, he definitely has a lot of respect for you and your gang.

- Doesn’t think less of you for being a girl in the bosozoku, if anything he holds you in a very high regard because he knows how old school some of the people in there are.

- He’s also super into the uniforms you wear and whenever you feel like altering your uniform he’s always ready to spice it up with you.

- But, this is Mitsuya we’re talking about and he does worry about you often, he’ll always put your health first when it comes to “patch up time” — the time of the day where you two meet and patch each other up. It’s a very peaceful time where you two sit in (mostly) silence, helping each other, sometimes talking about your days and how things have been in your own gangs.

- He hates to admit it, since it involves you both getting hurt, but being able to sit down and talk and care for each other really, really is the highlight of his day.

— Haruchiyo

- Very much wishes you’d join Toman instead of whatever gang you were a member of, but he also thinks it’s super cool. However, I don’t think he’d hold it against you, he knows loyalty and how it works… plus it’s not like you can’t eventually join him.

- His preferences aside, he’s probably one of the most okay (if almost apathetic to the fact) that you’re a sukeban. He’s so used to gangs and the lifestyle, I think he might not always remember not everyone is part of an organization like Toman.

- He admires you a lot, though he might not always say it, your strength and abilities are something he’s always been in awe of. If it weren’t for his mask, you’d find out he often blushes and grows flustered at your displays of strength and overall competence in your area.

- He also probably favors your bike over his, so be ready for him to be latching onto you while you both ride through Tokyo at midnight.

- Haru’s also very interested as to why you decided to become a sukeban, whatever reason it is he’ll always respect your decision and support you.

- His loyalty may lie with Mikey and Toman, but you’re always on his mind and own his heart. So, if you ever find yourself in a tricky situation, Sanzu is more than willing to drop whatever he’s doing to help you.

[doopy-n-loopy]

Yan!TF2 × reader headcannons (SFW and NSFW)

// obsessive tendancies, mentions of violence, blood, sexual themes, noncon

[SFW]

Let's start with the defense classes

Defense:

Demoman

Deffo didn't admit that he loved you

Tbh he probably blamed it on his drunkenness

But dude you're always drunk

I mean seriously if he sobers up he'll genuinely die so like-

He would usually drink with you or just around you if you don't drink

He's generally a fun chill guy to be with

He would watch you from a distance at times, especially during battle you might distract the cyclops

He's okay with you asking questions

One time he broke his eyepatch and needed a new one

You gave him a nice black eyepatch with the demoman emblem on it

He gets all red whenever you say his full name, because he knows you remembered it

He is generally against kidnapping, I mean especially since he lives with his ma he'd rather not

And because he's a gentleman

If you ever reciprocate his feelings he'll make sure to treat you right

He is a messy person but for you? He'll clean

Probably would get carried away and make home made bombs with all the cleaning supplies 🤦‍♂️

Takes you to meet his mom

"ooo Tavish, yer gonna get me some grand kiddos are ya?"

That made you both blush like crazy

Soft cheek kisses

Probably made a special bomb and named it after you

"this one's for you, luv!" *Proceeds to set off all stickybombs which blows up the entire enemy team*

Blew up the last guy who looked at you funny

Hell, even worse when they make a sexual remark to you scout probably did it

Likes to give you your space but when he's paranoid he follows you to wherever or watched you from a distance

Heavy

Two words: big boy

Hugs are 10000000000/10

Sometimes it fewls suffocating but man it's like hugging a cloud

Soft forehead kisses

Russian pet names

He sometimes lets you touch Sasha, that's how he knows he loves you because he doesn't even let medic, his best friend, touch her

Probably named a gun after you or one of the pet names he calls you

You definitely met his family and they loved you

Zana especially

Doesn't get jealous easily but will not hesitate to unload 12 pounds of bullets into someone who even LOOKS at you the wrong way

Lord have mercy on the ones who dare flirt with you, rest in pieces scout

Doesn't really follow you anywhere (you're a bit too fast for him) but he does watch you and check up on you

He preforms okay on the battlefield but when you're around, he'll show off

Will cook for you, mainly russian dishes

He's very against kidnapping and would rather not do it

Doesn't shut up about you when he's around medic

Engineer

F l u f f y

Very softspoken in general but he gets all flustered when you talk to him

Will check up on you occasionally

"Darlin'" "Honey bunny" things like that y'know

Huge smile when you're around

Will cook for you most definitely, knows what you like

Makes little robots for you

Likes seeing you use his dispenser

Doesn't get jealous easily either but will try and take you away from someone who wants your attention

Likes just having you in his presence, doesn't need to talk to be happy with you around

Very very against kidnapping like all other defense classes, wouldn't do it unless if he truly felt the need to, last resort kind of thing

The last guy who flirted with you had a sentry gun shoved up his ass

Doesn't really follow you anywhere

Offense:

Scout

Nothing short of a horomonal teenager

I mean he's 21 but

He gets so giddy around you, very loud, tries to show off

He loves you very much

"oh yeah? Well I once absolutely smashed a guy into peices, he was still screaming when he was dead!"

He brags about brutal things but hey you love it since you're also brutal

Flexes his non-existent muscles around you

Would talk about his mom to you all day

Definitely got a tattoo of your face and name somewhere on his body, most likely his bicep

Your name is probably misspelled too but you never say anything about it because he can't read so it's fine

He hasn't really thought about kidnapping in all honesty, again, a last resort kinda thing if he can't get you to love him

He will make a damn SCENE if anyone flirts with you

"you think that's funny, chucklenuts? I eat guys like you for breakfast lunch AND dinner!" "I'll blow yer freakin head off if ya talk to y/n like that again!" Would definitely drag you away

God help anyone that makes you uncomfortable, he'll fuck them up, if that person is medic I mean he'll try to but we all know how fucking scary medic is

Follows you at times

Pyro

"Mphmphmpph"

Seems more lovey around you

Definitely gave you a hand full of the enemy's bloody bones thinking it was a bouquet of flowers

Absolute baby

Just so precious, scary but precious

Hugs for days

Good luck trying to get their ass off of you when you're on cease-fire

Very warm though, they smell like smoke with a bit of blood

Likes petting you

Isn't against the idea of kidnap because they don't realize what they're actually doing, they think they're just taking you to a magical place

Snuggles

When someone flirts with you their whole world changes

Gets angry and starts yelling at them

"MPHMPHMOHMPHHH! MPHMPHNHUMAHUMA!" - Pyro 2021

Will not let you get a checkup alone, he trusts medic but not with you

Very sweet tho, he'll turn around when you need to strip down

Will follow you almost EVERYWHERE and if they can, while holding your hand

Soldier

Yells at you a little less than the others

At first doesn't realize how he feels but then realizes that he loves you

Is pretty protective over you

Rants about America all day to you

Probably got you an american flag to wear

Doesn't really take off his helmet but he likes seeing you in it, makes him proud

If you ever live with him you'll find out that he owns like 20 racoons

"YOU ARE CUTER THAN A RACOON" "YOU WILL BE SAFE ON THE BATTLEFIELD, DO YOU HEAR ME MAGGOT?"

He loudly wakes everyone up in the morning but tries to avoid waking you up

Loves you as much as he loves America

Will show off on the battlefield for you

Isn't against kidnapping you, he probably did it early on if you showed immediately that you didn't reciprocate his feelings

Will blow any guy that hits on you to absolute bits

"MAGGOT DO YOU HEAR ME? YOU WILL LEAVE THE LADY/MAN ALONE THIS INSTANT!"

Probably put you on his back and rocket jumped just to show you what it felt like

Follows you around a lot, it's really obvious because he wears a bucket over his head and crashes into things, when you look back he'll stand behind a lamp post or somewhere really obvious

Support

Ah yes, everyones favorite class including mine

Sniper

Very quiet

Takes secret glances at you

Pays more attention to you than the others

S h y

Asks how you are, how you slept, etc

Doesn't really need to be holding you, tbh he's against PDA

But he likes being in your presence

Just sit down next to him and he'll be fine

When he's on the battlefield, he'll look for you and make sure you're safe

God forbid anyone try to hurt you, he'll make them suffer

Talks about Australia to you and accidentally admitted that he wanted to take you there

Doesn't like the idea of kidnapping but he isn't totally against it, I can see him doing it

He smuggled you all the damn way to Australia

He'll nonchalantly show off to you on the battlefield, he'll let you get cornered and come in to save the day

"love" is a word he uses a lot with you

Will grumble to himself if he sees someone flirting with you

If it's a random person, well, that'll be the last time you ever see them

Has talked about you to his parents

Kind of follows you? I mean he sits atop a high placeand watches you through his scope whenever you're going somewhere

Spy

SEDUCTIVE ASF

He knows what he's doing

Will kiss your hand a lot

Likes to flirt with you and see you blush

"honhonhon"

Sleazy french fucker

Watched you from afar at first then approached you a little later

Isn't against the idea of kidnapping, pro kidnapping, definitely did it not only to have you to himself but for some sort of sexual satisfaction

Just very uh... Lewd? Can't find the right word

He treats you very respectfully though

If he hears anyone else flirting with you he'll be fuming but won't show it

"Oh please, like you could EVER satisfy y/n's desires"

That person mysteriously disappeared that night

Very cocky bastard

Definetly follows you home, not only that but he watches you through your window

And stalks you

He knows everything about you

Would get you either by knocking you unconscious or by blackmailing you

Medic

B a s t a r d

Gets LOUD when you're around

And giddy

Very touchy, always has a reason to put his hands on you

Talks a lot with you around, I mean he already talks a lot but now he won't shut up

Keeps his office nice and clean for you

He restocks on everything so when you come around you can take a loot at all his medicines

Big smile :D

Like spy he is not at all against kidnapping you

Makes sure you're comfortable during checkups

Will make you wait to be seen last just so he can take his time touching your body

"it's all part of the procedure".mp3

Compliments you in weird ways, ex: "your skin is so smooth and lovely, it's the perfect texture to make leather out of" "you have an amazing colon"

Look he's just trying his best here he has a screw loose

You're the only member who he's careful with really

Sometimes allows you to get hurt or has you get hurt by something just so you can see him

Always follows you wherever

Knows everything about you

If someone is flirting with you, he'll get quiet at first and use a low tone to speak to them

"you have guts talking to y/n like that"

They were never seen again

With kidnapping, he won't hesitate to use blackmail against you, or will just use anesthesia

Bonus: Pauling

Pauling

This lady values her work over her life, but to her you're so much more important

Will call you a lot on the battlefield to check in on you

Won't give you extremely hard missons to do because she doesn't want you to get hurt

"Hey (class), Pauling here. I need you... No not like that I just- I mean- for a mission yeah a mission"

Gets all flustered when you're around

Will take her only day off to spend time with you, what a sweetheart

Keeps multiple tabs on you

Follows you around

Doesn't really have time for kidnapping

But if it comes to that, she'll make something up so she has a reason to kidnap you

If anyone else is flirting with you she won't show that she's annoyed

She'll make something up as an excuse to execute them

[NSFW]

Defense

Demo

Has definitely thought of what you'd look like while naked

B l u s h

Has used a mental image of you to get off before

Probably has an actual photo of you

When he drinks a little more than usual, he'll accidentally brush his hand against your ass or get touchy with you

Will not force himself on you, he's 100% against that

If you decide to have sex with him, praise is what you're gonna get

"you're as beautiful as a shot of whiskey in the sunrise"

Very gentle with his hands

Heavy

Not the type to masturbate

Unless if he gets THAT worked up

Again, against forcing himself on you

But if you want it no doubt you will top

He's also gentle with you

And loving

Praise is all you're gonna get

Sometimes russian sometimes broken english

Either way he will worship your body

Engi

Again, a more modest guy, doesn't really touch himself

Might just use a robot to pleasure himself when thinking about you

Probably has a photo of you and him around his workshop

Never forces himself on you

He's sweet and gentle when you do want it though

Sometimes gets help from his robot friends

Offense

Scout

Gets off on thinking about you

Won't force himself on you though

Sexual remarks × 100

Calls you handsome/beautiful in bed

I wouldn't say he's the best in bed but hey he's good I guess

Cuddles after sex most likely

Probablh threw out all his sexual magazines because they just didn't do the trick anymore

Sometimes when he runs past you, your shirt/skirt gets lifted up by a gust of wind and he can't help but look ( ͡◉ ͜ ʖ ͡◉)

Since I hit the text limit, I'll be making a part 2, stay tuned

[where-the-wild-things-sleep]

Ghosties part 3

part 1 | 2

The next day, Dipper waited anxiously at Oakleaf Books, too impatient even to read. Up and down he went in and out of his favorite armchair, even trying some others chairs for size. When he sat, his leg bounced, his foot tapping lightly on the ground, but not lightly enough that Cami couldn’t hear. Whenever she yelled at him to stop being “such a fucking weirdo” Dipper would rise to his feet again and begin his pacing. It was two hours from the start of his shift before Mikey strolled in.

“Hey!” Dipper cried very uncharacteristically, earning a raised brow from Cami. “Mikey, here for your book?”

“Yeah, hey dude,” Mikey said.

Dipper handed him the leatherbound book he had saved behind the desk all night, looked Mikey in the eye, and said, “So, uh, I think I’m ready to move out.”

Mikey stared at him for a moment, and then his blank expression erupted into a smile. “Aw, you takin’ Wirt up on ‘es offer? Y’know I told ‘em someone was interested, I woulda hated to let ‘em down!”

“I just… wanted to ask a few questions,” Dipper said, gently leading Mikey away from the checkout desk and over to an aisle at the corner of the store. As far away from Cami as possible.

“Yeah, shoot,” Mikey grinned.

Dipper took a deep breath. “Okay. Um, so this sounds kind of too good to be true.”

“Oh. Well, it’s not. I promise ya!” Mikey lightly punched Dipper in the arm, and Dipper pretended it did not hurt. “Wirt is a great guy, really, he’s the best! I lived with ‘em for a while! Just moved out a week er so ago!”

“How… how long?” Dipper asked, resisting the urge to rub his arm. “Um, how long did you live with him?”

“Oh, like five months or somethin’,” Mikey said. “Really, I hardly paid anything for rent, cuz like I said the house is all paid for and he owns it! Plus he works, so he really doesn’t need your money all that much. Just whatever ya wanna contribute. I hardly paid nuthin’ and he was fine with it! So don’t worry about the money, aight?”

“Um, okay,” Dipper said slowly. “You… lived with him?”

“Yeah, in the room where you’ll prolly be stayin’. Has its own bathroom! And Wirt was amazing to live with. You’ll be in very good hands.”

“Are there other roommates? Because there’s... four rooms.”

“Uhh, I’m pretty sure he has another roomie right now,” Mikey said, nodding slowly. “And obviously he’s got one ‘a the rooms, so that leaves just one… I dunno. ‘E might rent that one out too. But ‘e also likes to keep a guest room.”

“And, um, I noticed that he’s posted a lot of ads… does he do that every time someone moves out?” Dipper pressed. “Or is it just a periodic thing?”

“Oh.” Mikey was quiet for a moment, which Dipper, even after knowing him a total of just a few hours, already knew was uncharacteristic of him. “Well, there’s the thing. Yeah, he posts an ad immediately after someone leaves. I know it’s frequent. ‘E’s a really good guy though. Like, seriously.”

“This is just…” Dipper sighed. “This is all so weird. Do you see that? You’re so enthusiastic about me moving in with him, but it seems like people don’t last long with him. Like… it’s just really weird.”

“Yeah, I get it. I mean, when I was livin’ there, I loved it. It’s so homey. I moved out because I’m livin’ in a frat house now.”

“Oh. Um, do you know why the others moved out so quickly?”

“I mean, I only known Wirt for like a year er so, but e’s always been great. I’d hang out at his place sometimes before I moved in, and everything seemed totally fine with the other roommates. I dunno. Maybe people go in planning on it bein’ super temporary. Like… because ya don’t gotta sign a contract or nothin’, ya don’t gotta pay much, you can leave pretty easy. I wouldn’t look too much into it, bud. You want me to bring ‘em around sometime so you two can talk?”

“Um,” Dipper took a deep breath, trying to stop the wriggling caterpillars in his guts from fully breaking out of their cocoons. “No. That’s okay. I can… just call him or something.”

“Cool! I gotta get to readin’ now, unless ya had more questions?”

“No, I’m… I’m good.” Dipper nodded thankfully at Mikey as he watched him stroll down an aisle and disappear.

[yrpreciousmoon]

Just Between Us

Fandom: Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure Pairing: Josuke x Okuyasu Rating: G Description: Okuyasu is not sick. Absolutely not. You think a few germs could take him down? Pfffft. AN: A little sickfic drabble requested by the always lovely chococostrawberry~ [x-posted to AO3]

The first sign that something was wrong was when Okuyasu waved goodbye at Josuke’s front steps. By now their after-school routine of collapsing in the Higashikata living room and decompressing by way of snacks, video games, and TV was something Josuke took for granted; he had to do a double-take when his friend turned to continue down the road.

“Hey! You’re not gonna come in?”

“Aah, I’m exhausted, dude. Just gonna go home and crash.”

Josuke pouted. “Ugh, you’re no fun. But fine, this gives me more time to practice on Super Smash Bros. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya.”

Okuyasu’s laugh rang out down the street as he continued on his way. “Whatever. See you tomorrow, bro!”

.

When tomorrow arrived, Okuyasu certainly didn’t look like someone who had taken the night off. Dark circles hung below his eyes, which were devoid of their usual mischievous spark.

“Yeesh,” muttered Josuke, closing his front door behind him, “The hell happened to you?”

“I dunno man, I musta slept wrong or somethin’. My head is killin’ me.”

Josuke noted that his friend’s voice was even more rough than usual. “…Alright, c’mon, if we hurry we can get you a coffee before school.” He elbowed his friend and hustled down the sidewalk.

“Yeah, thanks, dude... that sounds amazing right now.”

.

The caffeine kept Okuyasu alive until their lunch break, at which time Koichi sat across the table from him, grimacing. “Wow, don’t take this the wrong way, but you look like death.”

“Feel like it,” grumbled the other, who let his forehead rest on the table.

Josuke glanced over as he sucked down a milk carton. After a long while, he finally took the gamble and said: “I think you’re sick, bro.”

“Impossible. I never get sick.”

Yep, that was the response Josuke expected.

“Whatever you say, man.” He shrugged. Knew it would be like talking to a brick wall if he suggested taking medicine or heading home early, so why bother? Koichi, on the other hand…

“Seriously, let’s get you to the nurse. Maybe she can–”

“I just gotta eat somethin’. Sneak a nap in during class. I’m fine.”

Koichi and Josuke exchanged glances.

.

At the end of the day, when Okuyasu wasn’t around to meet them in front of the school, they shared a knowing look once more.

Koichi sighed. “He went home early but he still won’t admit he’s sick, will he?”

“Nope. Never.”

“I’m worried about him. He looked really bad at lunch.”

Josuke simply looked out into the distance. “Don't. Okuyasu’s a tough guy. He’ll be alright. C’mon, you wanna come over and play video games?”

.

Koichi begrudgingly granted Josuke only a few rounds of Mario Kart before insisting that he had to go. Tomoko had even offered him supper, which he'd politely refused; but just as well, Josuke easily wolfed down enough for both of them. Afterwards, he'd casually tossed off an excuse about bringing schoolwork over to Okuyasu, then left home without grabbing his bag.

He knocked on the front door of the Nijimura household, got no response. Yeah, that checked out. So without a second thought, he let himself in to run reconnaissance.

It wasn’t long before he came upon Okuyasu sprawled out on the couch, stripped down to his skivvies, one arm hanging off the edge where Stray curled against him.

Josuke knocked softly on the doorframe of the living room. “Hey. You didn’t even make it up the stairs?”

Okuyasu cracked an eye open for just a second. God, he looked miserable. “ ‘m so tired, man...”

Josuke nodded. “Definitely not sick though.”

“Don' get sick,” slurred the other.

“Fair enough.” He looked over at his friend’s TV set. “Mind if I hang out for a bit?”

“Nnn… don’t need ya lookin’ after me, I–”

“Dude, I know, I’m just bored and mom’s watching one of her shows tonight. Let me watch cartoons here for a bit.”

A long pause. A cough, and definitely attempt at stifling it. “…yeh, okay. ‘S good.”

Grinning, Josuke made his way to the couch and sat cross-legged on the floor beside it, one hand reaching out to scratch Stray while the other nabbed the remote. “So, whatcha wanna watch, dude?”

But no reply came; Okuyasu was already back asleep.

.

When Okuyasu came to the next morning, several long, bleary moments passed before the scene around him began to take form and make sense. He knew it had been a fitful night of sweating out his fever, writhing and groaning and… shit, he was pretty sure at one point he had even been crying. But outside of this vague awareness of his own misery, the details of the previous night were beyond him.

What was strange, though, was that he had woken up in his own bed, despite being quite sure that he’d fallen asleep on the couch.

He sat up slowly, stretching all of his tired muscles. The cold pack that had apparently been resting on his forehead fell to the bed with a soft thud. Okuyasu studied the object — not having realized he even owned such a thing — and then turned to scan the room for any evidence of having crawled and thrashed his way to bed in a feverish stupor.

But there was none. The room appeared tidy as ever, perhaps even moreso than usual. In fact, as awareness slowly broke over the shores of his groggy mind, he realized that he had been tucked neatly into his sheets, which was very much not his usual way of sleeping.

 How…? Dad...?

Looking now at the floor beside his bed, Okuyasu’s eyes fell upon three items that he definitely could not have prepared for himself: a glass of water, a small takeout box from Trattoria Trussardi, and a handwritten note.

“Oku -

Your fever broke early this morning, but take the rest of the day off anyway. Don't worry, I'll tell people you're cutting class. The truth will stay between you, me, and Tonio.

Just hurry up and feel better so I can kick your ass at Smash Bros.”

[yuckydraws]

Red, E. For that writing ask prompt?

E- sharing a drink

••••••••

You look up from your delicious smoothie… only to be met with the disgusting visual of Red chugging mustard.

Gross.

“Dude, how can you stand to drink that?” You ask, looking him up and down.

“it’s good.” Is his answer as he places the bottle back on the counter, and gives you that smug smirk you hate but love so much.

You both were dragged along with Boss to watch him and Undyne spar, and you finally were able to sneak away. Red suggested Grillby’s, and as much as you like Grillby’s you didn’t exactly want to go there again. For the third time this week.

So, you suggested the little smoothie shop you were walking by, grabbing his hand and pulling him in all excited. It was hot today and a smoothie sounded absolutely amazing. And now you were here. Sitting across from Red and wishing you could unsee his cruel condiment consumption.

“Where the hell did you even get that? I don’t think they serve food here.”

“i have my ways.”

“You teleported it here from your fridge at home huh?”

“… no.”

You laugh at his overly defensive tone, and he slowly joins in.

“Seriously though, we’re at a smoothie shop, why don’t you at least try a smoothie.”

“tha’ shits expensive.” He grumbles.

He’s got a point there.

But you’re determined to have him try one.

“Here have a sip of mine!” You offer, holding the smoothie out for him to sip from the straw. He just kinda stares at it, with a small red blush on his cheekbones.

“no.”

“Why not?”

“m’ not sipping from your straw.” Oh. You roll your eyes.

“Okay then.” You say as you make your way up from the small table, seeing Red fumble in his seat.

“wait! sorry tha’ was rude…” He rushes out, looking away from you. You frown.

“No it wasn’t. I get it, I have human cooties or whatever. I’m not offended.” You tell him before continuing your short journey to the little table of supplies for customers. Grabbing another straw, you make your way back to Red and plop it in the the smoothie glass, holding it up again for him to sip.

His red eyelights glance at you and then the straw… for a little longer than you have the patience for.

“Ugh dude, try it or don’t, my arm is getting tired.” Your words seem to snap Red out of his little trance because he slowly puts his teeth to the straw and sips. His eyelights light up as he drinks a little more than just a sip.

“Good, huh?” You comment smugly.

He looks embarrassed and pulls away, trying to play it off.

“it’s okay.” He growls, making you laugh.

“C’mon, it was good!”

“yeah okay, ya little fruity drink was good i guess.”

“Here, have some more.” You tell him, placing it down on the table, closer to him.

He rolls his eyelights, but you see his excitement as he goes for more.

As you watch him happily drink more, you get an idea that you just can’t resist.

You quickly stretch from your seat, lean over, and start to sip from the other straw. He immediately responds, skull engulfed in red as he pulls back and sputters, getting some smoothie on his face.

“the fuck was tha’ for?!”

“Whaaat? I wanted some too!” You play dumb, taking the smoothie in your hand and continuing your sipping.

That is until you sputter just as much when you catch Red’s expression, but unlike his sputtering, it’s not out of embarrassment, it’s out of laughter.

“Awe c’mon wipe that frown off your face! You can share with me again!” You waggle your eyebrows, and Red breaks, laughing along with you.

He also may or may not steal another sip or two as you both continue your conversation, mustard bottle forgotten about.

[fatbiatchforever]

Plans

After an energy-draining day in the office, I got a call.

"Hey."

"Hey doll. Where are you?"

"In the office. I’ll get out in uhm, ten minutes."

"Great. Stay at the entrance."

"Why?"

"Trust me."

"I trust you. I'll be out in twenty."

"What?! You said ten."

"Bucky, you seriously think my ten is ten? I promise I won't be later than that."

"Hurry up, doll. I miss you."

"Oh my god! So needy."

"Hey!"

"Kidding. I love you."

"Love you."

I cut the call and finish up as fast as I can. I was out of my room in fifteen minutes, but my friend came over.

We usually catch each other up on office drama, but today, I am in no mood. After five minutes of pretending to be interested, I bid her goodbye.

I patiently stand in the elevator and run to the entrance to find my handsome husband, leaning against the car, looking perfect.

I run towards him and throw myself at him, "Bucky!"

"Woah, doll!"

I kiss him, "Sorry. Got caught up."

"That's fine."

He hands me a bouquet of lilies.

"They are beautiful, Buck. Thank you."

He opens the door for me, "No problem." He closes the door with a charming smile and jogs to the other side. I can't help but laugh at him.

Bucky gets in and immediately wraps his hand around my neck. He pulls me towards him and cups my face with his other hand. After the initial shock of him pressing his lips on me, I lean in.

Bucky pulls just far enough for me to feel his warm breath on me, “You're the most beautiful person I know.” 

I look at him confused, "What's going on?"

"What?"

"You're being very nice."

Bucky moves his hands away, clearly offended, "I am nice."

I laugh, which makes Bucky glare at me.

"You are nice. It's just... not something you do. I think it's the first time you came to my office."

He shrugs, "Exactly. I should have done this earlier."

"It's never too late. Thanks for coming by. I love when you're back.” I poke his cheek, “You get really... mushy."

He chuckles, "Mushy?"

"Yeah. You're amazing. But the week after you’re back from a mission, you shower me with love. There's nothing wrong with that. I know you always love me and always do nice things for me, but it's more some days. I appreciate that."

Bucky holds my hand in his, "It's hard staying away from you. I feel guilty for leaving you alone for long missions."

"You don't have to. I mean, I miss you too. But I did sign up for this. Besides, no matter where you are I know you love me and I love you. That keeps me sane."

"That keeps me sane too."

We share a kiss. Bucky puts the car on the drive and gets out.

"Good to know we're both not crazy." I sigh.

"We are crazy."

"No, we're pretty stable."

"When you say pretty stable, it sounds like you're not."

"We're psychos! Better?"

He nods.

"What's the plan, Barney?"

"First, to figure out a way for you to not call me that. Second, we're going to that new restaurant that opened up."

"First, not happening. Second, I’m up for it."

"So, how was work?"

"The usual. Good ol' meetings and discussions. Dude! Guess what I heard."

Bucky laughs, "What?"

"Did I tell you I think Jason and Riley are sleeping together?"

"Yeah."

"Guess what! THEY ARE."

"REALLY!" He was clearly trying to match my energy, but I still loved it.

"Ya. They were caught goofing around in the closet."

"No way."

"I'm telling you, I'm weirdly good at sensing vibe."

"I know. That's the foundation of our marriage. When anyone asks- How does she handle you?, I say my doll's good at sensing energy."

I smirk, "I agree."

He parks and gets out of the car, "Wait."

He runs to my side of the car and opens the door."You are so cheesy." I get out, "Guess what?"

He shuts the door and rests his back on it, "You love it?"

I sigh, "I hate to admit, but I love it."

I link my arms in his and walk towards the retro restaurant.

"Hi! How can I help you?"

"I’ve reserved a table under Barnes."

"Let me check... I'll show you to your table, Mr. and Mrs. Barnes." 

We both follow her, hand in hand. Bucky, like the gentleman he is, makes sure I’m settled before taking the seat opposite to me.

I smile at Bucky, "I'm still not used to people referring to me as Mrs. Barnes."

"That's because you could never get enough of me." Bucky grins.

"True. You tell me, how's work?"

"Not a lot. You might be stuck with me for a longer period this time."

"Don't jinx it!"

Bucky squints his eyes, "What?"

"Forgot you're a century old. Jinx means bad luck. There's this thing when you say something out loud, the chance of it happening decreases. So, don't jinx it."

Bucky looks confused and defeated, "'m never going to catch up with everything, huh?"

"At this rate, I don't see it happening."

The waiter comes to take our order. I got a cheeseburger with chocolate peanut butter milkshake and Bucky orders a cajun chicken sandwich.

"I wanted to ask you something," I say, fiddling with my straw.

"Hmm..." Bucky leans closer to the table.

"How do you feel about going for a trip?"

"Where?"

"Another country?"

Bucky looks at me startled, "Another country?"

"We could go for a road trip."

"I like the sound of another country better."

"Really?"

Bucky chuckles, "Yeah, doll. Which one are you thinking about?"

"You go first."

Bucky looks at the fixture above us, deep in thought, "What about Spain?"

"Spain sounds nice."

Bucky nods in agreement, "You're turn."

"I’ve always wanted to go to Italy. The colorful streets and the culture. The fooood."

"Let's go to Italy."

"No! Let faith choose for us."

"What?" Bucky looked at me like I was crazy.

"Hi! Can I please have a pen and paper?" I ask the waiter.

"Uhm... Sure."

He hands it to me, "Thank you."

I tear the paper into two and write both the countries on it.

"OKAY! I'm going to hold these chits and shuffle. You need to pick one."

Bucky grins,"Okay."

"Close your eyes!"

Bucky closes his eyes and I move the chits around. "Open."

He grins and taps on my right hand. I open my hand so he could take it.

He slowly opens the chit and takes a look. His expression doesn't alter. He continues to grin.

"What is it, staring machine?" I ask excitedly.

"We're vacationing... in SPAIN."

We both high-five each other,

"Here we come Spain!" I cheer.

Bucky’s smile changes into a frown, "When? You have work."

"We just finished a project. I have almost a month of paid vacation too. We could do it in two weeks."

His face brightens, "I don't have any missions scheduled."

"Your work is spontaneous."

"Right. But, I can take a vacation. I will only have to come back if the world is under attack."

He grabs the milkshake to take the last sip.

"Hey! And that's very reassuring."

He gives me a big smile while gulping my milkshake.

"You pull that in Spain, I'm dumping your ass in a serene, blue sea."

"Whatever you want, doll."

After paying, we get back in the car.

"I'll start looking for tickets and hotels tomorrow. We could create an itinerary. Like places we want to visit and activities. OH! There's this amazing movie based in Spain, one of my favorites. Can't believe I forgot to make you watch that!"

"I love seeing you this excited."

"I love visiting places. Besides, IT'S OUR FIRST TRIP AS A COUPLE. I'M SUPER HYPED."

"I think it's the sugar rush. Hell! WE'RE GOING TO SPAIN!"

We both chant together for ten minutes.

"I've heard of many festivals there."

"They are very crowded, Buck."

"We could go. We're going to relax, so I'm going to relax."

"It's nice that you're going to try. How tired are you?"

"Not enough to sleep. I just want to lay on the bed with you."

"Perfect! We're watching the movie today."

"How have I not heard of it before?"

"I'm surprised too. They rent this beautiful roofless car. You need to see that, Buck! It's so nice. Just imagine... Me driving, in my sundress, sunglasses, and bandana. You are in T-Shirt and shorts, sitting beside me in those beautiful black sunglasses that frames your stunning face. The sea sparkling to the right, as we go through this mountain kinda area. The wind caressing our hair as we cruise in a blue state-of-the-art car. Your playlist filling the calm silence... You writing in your journal, as I live out one of my biggest dreams. Living our life in peace and looking cool as we do."

Bucky didn't reply. So, I open my eyes to find us in front of our building. Bucky was laid back on the seat and his eyes were closed while carrying a full smile. I smile and lay back too.

"We need to watch that movie. You really paint a picture, don't you?"

"I'm an artiste, my love. That's what I do." I say with a French accent.

"Sounds nice."

He opens his eyes and turns the car off. He gets out fast and runs to my side.

"Let's go. I need to see that car!"

"YES!"

I get out of the car and begin to walk. That's when he carries me in his arms and runs inside to press the elevator button.

"I can walk."

"Not fast enough. I know you wouldn't start the movie till you shower and do thousand other things. I'm trying to hurry the process."

He runs out as soon as the door opens."Oh my god!"

[kouchan-scribbles]

Renga oneshot

Heliophilia: love of the sun

Summary: renga snuggles, autistic Langa, they’re trying their best at communicating but its a process and Reki is bad at feelings yet again

Word count: 1566

Warnings: Joe jokes about sex but nothing actually happens -reminder they're minors- brief references to Adam assaulting Langa, Langa has an autistic meltdown/overstims (writer is autistic) I wrote these like 6 months apart with a fever so it may be incoherent at points. 

“Remind me again why you’re on my counter using up the entire first aid kit again?” Joe sighs.

I wince as he pats my scraped knee, now carefully disinfected and wrapped with gauze. “You could spare me at least a little sympathy-“ I say as I fidget with the fresh bandaids on my fingers.

“Kid- how did you manage to get this hurt when you weren’t even at S? You guys should be in school right now anyways.“

“I got uh- distracted on the way home. Langa and I skipped our last 2 classes again, sorry…”

“Distracted? Do I wanna hear this or do you just want me to buy you kids some stuff?” He chuckles, crossing his arms and leaning back on the counter beside me.

I shudder in embarrassment “shaddap- I’m fine. Langas just….. LANGA-“ … I’m really not making the best case for myself here, huh?

“Ok ok, seriously though Reki, if you need anything just ask. You kids are stupid as hell and you’re young and bound to make dumb mistakes so I at least want you to be safe okay?”

“IT WASNT LIKE THAT DUDE! I just you know…. He doesn’t really do PDA and you know how he is- he never talks-“ I look up at Joe pitifully only to be startled by the eye contact and return my gaze to my hands.

“I want to be more like a real couple- like you and Cherry- I just- I know Adam like got all up in his face and was hella creepy and he told me he like- touched him and made him super uncomfortable-and the LAST thing I want to do is remind him of that or hurt or scare him…” curse my eyes for daring to tear up.

“Hey, I get how you feel. Kaoru’s pretty much the same, he’d throw Carla in the blender before he’d admit he’s having a human emotion.”

“That bad?”

“Oh yeah- trust me. Honestly you just need to talk stuff out with Langa about boundaries and communication. He’s the type that you need to ask directly if you want him to tell you something right? You need to talk to him like an adult okay?”

“Aaaarrghhhhh adultings so haaaarrdd” I slump off the counter to my feet. “do I have to” I say, pouting.

“Yes now shoo so I can prep for the dinner rush ya dork”Joe laughs ushering me out of the kitchen through the bar door.

I guess I’m going to Langa’s place then-

-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-

~Reki pressed his face into my shoulder as I smoothed my hands over his back, my own back resting on my bed. His sweater was worn and pilled, allowing me to occupy my hands with plucking each pill from the softened cloth as the sound of kitten-like breaths from him filled my ears. I was near a sleep-like state when I heard unintelligible mumbling from Reki, alerting me that he had stirred.

“Hey sunshine” I chuckled as he perked up to look at me head on, giving me the opportunity to lose myself in his crisp golden eyes, contrasting with the blue LEDs he'd helped me install in my room just a few weeks ago.

“Hey” Reki laughed earnestly as he rolled to lay on top of me fully. “Can I kiss you?” He chimed in again as I nodded, not missing a beat. “Like, KISS kiss you?” He’s so pretty when he gets flustered like this, his face is even redder than his hair. And I thought he couldn't get more lovely.

“Please?” I raise my neck to meet him halfway and wrap my arms around his shoulders and tuck my hands under his hood near the nape of his neck.

He's so warm-

This feels so nice, everything with Reki is amazing…

No, REKI is amazing.

He pulls himself closer to me as we kiss and I grow light headed. I'm always shocked that he tastes like raw sugarcane and honey, nearly too sweet but just enough to be intoxicating and addictive. I'm not quite sure where my hands have moved but his are heated enough to be felt through my shirt as he slides his palms up my chest.

“This is so perfect” I think to myself before he glides his fingers to the bottom hem of my shirt. My breath hitches and my lungs cease to function.

It's hot, not in the way everything was before, a bright warmth that filled my chest and melted my heart as if I'd become the happiest man alive instantaneously- no this was different, painful even. An excruciating heat that scalded my skin and burnt my flesh to ash. I couldn't move, speak, breath or even think, I just knew-

I don't like this anymore-

I could feel my heartbeat pounding in my head louder and louder drowning out any thoughts I could've had or sounds could've heard. My chest growing ever tenser and my arms shaking with my hands trapped in a tight fist, jagged chewed nails digging sharply into my palms as I repeatedly slam them to my chest and in the pillows below me  trying to stop the suffocating sensations.

At some point Reki had gotten off of me and was frantically asking if I was okay. Everything he was saying was muffled, grainy and distant as if I were about to faint.

“Langa! Langa baby are you okay? Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry please just tell me what's wrong-”

It was hazy but I could recognize his worry and shakily put my hand in his and he stopped talking. 

I don't want to be the reason he stopped his ramblings, I love his voice.

“Langa sweetie are you okay?” He spoke more slowly but the concern was clear and genuine.

I blinked as I slowly processed his words before nodding, reaching out after him when he retracted his hand, not knowing if I wanted to be touched.

“Do you want me to hold you? We don't have to stay here, I can leave or sit on the floor or something-” I cut him off by again grasping and squeezing his hand.

“St-stay please…. I- I don't like being alone, sorry-” I lean towards him, my gaze never leaving my own lap.

“Okay, whatever you want. Just say the word.” Rekis breath evened out knowing I was okay, I've never felt so loved in my life.

I tugged his hand under my chin so I could sniff his sweater, smelling like an over saturation of everything Reki, from him hardly doing laundry, to the slight saltiness of his sweat, to the “girls” deodorant he's so fond of using, smelling like berries and spice, nearly reminiscent of the christmas car scents my dad had used year round.

He had apparently started stroking my hair and delicately working out the small tangles that had formed. I must've fallen asleep after that because the next conscious thought was that the room was significantly more blue as the sunlight that was previously streaming through the curtains had vanished.

When I looked up I was again greeted with that beautiful golden brown. “Mornin sleepyhead” he giggled, my favorite sight.

“morning- “ I smiled as I nuzzled my cheek into his hand that was still resting under my chin.

“Baby I love you but my hands asleep, can I have that back now?” he continued laughing lightly.

I Grabbed his hand with both of mine “nope It's mine now” I huffed as he feigned defeat only to swing his other arm gently around me before going still.

“So uhh,” his mood shifted. “Do you want to talk about it? Like I totally get it if not but I just want to make sure I don't hurt you or make you uncomfortable or anything because I really love you and that's the last thing I-”

“Reki- It's okay. It's not your fault. I really love you too and I trust you more than anyone else it's not that, I just- It's a lot, You know? Like it's not that I don't want to like- do more physical stuff with you I just don't think I really can, it's just too much I guess, I don't really know.” I averted my eyes from his and pulled my hands away from him. “Sorry-”

“Please don't be sorry! I don't really understand but I want to make you happy. And it makes me really happy that you trust me so much and that you told me, I'd be crushed if I hurt you- That's really all I want from you Langa, honest. If even just normal kissing or anything makes makes you feel bad or scared, I don't mind waiting until you're ready even if that's in 20 years or even never, It's not why I love you and you deserve to be loved more than I can even offer!” Reki held out his hands for me to take.

“I-” my eyes watered ever so slightly at his words, “You're such a dork Reki” I smiled as I met his gorgeous eyes again before sliding back his headband and pecking his forehead. “I love you too”

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Assassins give The Best Shovel Talks

“Alright guys, listen up!” Darcy stalked back and forth in front of the row of attentive superheroes. Much as she loved them, she had to set some boundaries before they ruined another budding relationship. Having five wanna be older brothers was more trouble than it was worth sometimes.

“We’re listening,” Steve said quietly.

Bucky, Sam, Clint and Thor all stood in line beside him looking as intimidating as possible. Johnny stood beside Darcy not giving an inch, which she kind of loved. He was strong enough to stand up to them and that boded well for the future.

“I am going out with Johnny Storm,” she continued firmly. “He’s been a perfect gentleman and you are not allowed to hurt or threaten him. You can have ONE shovel talk period, and that’s it. Flip for it. If I find out you’re harassing or stalking him, you lose all brother privileges for a year, including pie days.”

Clint, Steve and Thor looked horrified at this idea while Sam pouted and Bucky shrugged.

“Oh, and Bucky? I will tell Shuri AND Sarah on you,” she added, seeing he hadn’t taken her seriously yet. “So behave.”

She poked him in the arm for emphasis and Bucky sighed.

“Fine, fine,” he sighed, giving Johnny the side eye. Bucky was known for his dislike of Johnny, and so far he’d been the most vocal in expressing his displeasure that Darcy was involved with The Human Torch.

“Are we clear?” She added loudly. “You know I have my taser and the skills taught by Natasha, may she Rest In Peace. Just chill out, and don’t worry about me. Okay?”

There were several nods and a chorus of “okays”.

Steve smiled at her and gave her an encouraging shoulder squeeze.

“Have fun, Darce. We’ll be around if you need us.”

“Thanks, Steve,” Darcy said, softening instantly. She was one of a handful of people who knew just how heartbroken he’d been after Natasha’s death and she could never be too hard on him.

“Alright, we’re off!” She called,taking Johnny’s arm and steering him to the door. “See ya, boys!”

“Farewell, Lightning sister and fire brother!!” Thor boomed.

“Whew,” Johnny exclaimed as soon as they were safely out the door. “Thought I was gonna have to run the gauntlet. You sure handled that like a pro.”

“Thanks. Comes from years of practice. And you’re the first date I’ve had that hasn’t acted all scared or obnoxiously cocky around them.”

“Hey, I waited six months for this. I’m not gonna let them scare me away now,” Johnny assured her. “You look amazing, by the way.”

Darcy preened. She’d splurged for a cute new dress and heels for the occasion and his appreciative look felt good.

“Thanks. Please tell me we have actual transportation. Your bike is sweet and all, but I’m really not dressed for it.”

Johnny laughed.

“Yes, I brought a car. Figured I’d save the bike for possible future dates.”

He looked at her hopefully and Darcy smiled coyly.

“Then let’s hope it’s a good one.”

Meanwhile, Bucky was glowering on the couch, pretending to be watching TV, but really unable to stop thinking about Darcy being with Storm.

The guy was a total tool and known for being a player. Sure, he might have matured, but leopards didn’t change their spots in Bucky’s opinion.

“C’mon, Buck. You know Darcy will be fine,” Steve tried to soothe him. He was playing pool with Sam and looking more relaxed than Bucky had seen in a long time. He was even starting to smile again, something he hadn’t done since Natasha had died. Bucky suspected Sam was a very big reason for Steve’s good spirits, but he respectfully held his tongue, not wanting to mess things up for his two closest friends.

“What about Johnny Storm makes you think that?” Bucky questioned grumpily.

“We’ve talked,” Steve informed him. “He’s really in love with her. Being dead for five years and coming back seems to have sobered him up a bit. Oh, he’s still a little shit, but it’s nothing that Darcy can’t handle. They’re a good match.”

Sam chuckled as he sank a shot.

“I agree with Steve. Storm’s not a bad dude, and Darcy can handle what he dishes out. Are You volunteering to give the shovel talk, Barnes? If not, I will. I’ve got plenty of recent experience with those, after all.”

Sam leveled a pointed look at Bucky, who shrugged sheepishly.

Sam hadn’t been too keen on Bucky dating his sister, but he’d finally accepted it, though not without the absolute mother of all shovel talks, which left the former winter soldier quaking a bit.

(Bucky planned to reciprocate if and when Sam decided to make a move on Steve.)

“Maybe Clint and I can team up,” Bucky suggested. “Having TWO deadly assassins deliver it would get the point across pretty well.”

Clint never took his eyes off the screen, but an evil grin spread over his face.

“I like the way you think, Barnes,” he approved. “I’m down for that. What are we gonna say?”

Steve just shook his head as the two men fell to plotting. They were an absolute menace to society when they joined forces and Steve felt a little bad for Johnny already.,

Darcy and Johnny capped off their date with a stroll through a local science museum. It was not at all what she would have expected, but she loved it, because she got to see just how much of a Science nerd Johnny actually was.

“So there is more rolling around in your brain than fast cars and hot chicks,” she said playfully. “How refreshing.”

Johnny turned a bit pink.

“Yeah.” he sighed. “I sure wish I hadn’t wasted so much time giving the exact opposite impression. I dated all these people that were all kinds of wrong for me on purpose, knowing it wouldn’t last because I was so afraid of an actual…….”

“Relationship?’ She finished knowingly.

Johnny sighed and nodded.

“Growing up isn’t all bad,” She joked. “It’s a good look on you.”

“Sue said the same thing,” Johnny admitted with a wry grin. “She’s gonna like you a lot.”

“I think I’ll like her, too,” Darcy said, eyes twinkling. The fact he wanted her to meet his sister was a pretty good sign, she thought. She was having such a good time, she had forgotten about her overly protective Avenging friends until Johnny was dropping her off at her door and Clint and Bucky suddenly appeared out of the shadows, standing like two menacing statues on either side of the door frame.

Darcy sighed and rolled her eyes again.

“I told you, ONE shovel talk! And nothing untoward happened, so you can put your weapons away, boys.”

They didn’t move.

“We’re tag teaming on this one,” Clint said, a much too gleeful expression on his face.

Bucky was casually flipping a knife and looking quite stern.

“Oh, for pity’s sakes,” she fumed. “I’m so sorry, Johnny. Next time, I’m not telling any of them a thing. I was so looking forward to a goodnight kiss, too.”

“There’s gonna be a next time?” Johnny said, perking up as much as he dared under the circumstances.

Darcy smiled at him.

“Yes.”

“Well, that’ll give us more to look forward to, Doc.” He said with a cheesy cute smile.

Sensing that Clint and Bucky were waiting for her to leave, she leaned up to give Johnny a quick hug.

“Night, Flame Boy!”

“Night, Doc!” Johnny replied, winking at her.

Darcy forced herself to walk inside and shut the door, but she stayed with her ear pressed against it, ready to leap to his defense in case Clint or Bucky got out of control. Clint started the speech.

“Ok, look here, Storm. Darcy is an incredible, amazing, wonderful person and like a sister to us. What are your intentions here? Because if you’re just looking for a quick lay, don’t even bother coming back. And if you lead her on to think you want more than you actually do, well, let’s just say they will never find your body, will they, Barnes?

She heard Bucky catch the knife again and hum his agreement.

“I know about seventy different ways to kill you and make it look like an accident,” Bucky added casually. “But I really don’t care to do that anymore, so please treat her well, would ya? Darcy deserves the world and we want her to be happy. I admit, I’m not too pleased about her seeing you at all, but if you make her happy, I can deal with it.”

There was a long pause and Darcy held her breath in suspense waiting for Johnny’s reaction.

“I’ve been in love with Darcy for a long time,” he said, which made her heart skip a beat. Love? Really?

“I’ve spent the last few months working on building up a friendship and trust before I asked her out,” Johnny continued. “I’m done wasting time. Being dead does a lot to change one’s perspective on things.”

She thought she heard a small puff of flame ignite, as tended to happen when Johnny was feeling especially emotional about something.

Darcy heard a snort of amusement from Bucky.

“You’re not wrong, kid.” He sighed. “You’re lucky you’ve got Steve on your side. I’ve learned to trust his judgment on character, even though it annoys me. Just don’t screw this up. None of us can stand to see her get her heart broken.”

“I understand. I don’t want to be the cause of breaking it, either.” Johnny said seriously. “I really do love her.”

Darcy didn’t hear the rest of the conversation, as she was clutching her burning face, freaking out over Johnny saying he loved her. It completely flustered her. She knew he liked her, but apparently it went a lot deeper than she thought. Oh, wow. Well, this was very interesting. She’d have to pretend she hadn’t heard anything. Johnny was clearly trying to take it slowly, which she appreciated. But wow, now she understood how serious he was and it put a whole new perspective on things.

Eavesdroppers never prosper, Darcy. She reminded herself. Her pounding heart begged to differ.

After Johnny had pulled away with a good-natured wave, Clint and Bucky stared after him, with a lot less hostility than they had previously.

“Well, I’ll be damned,” Bucky sighed. “Steve was right. Now I’ll have to be nice to him.”

Clint chuckled and put his bow away. “Not too nice. Keep him on his toes.”

[hazelcephalopod]

The Eye of the World Ch 39-40

Rand has an adventure through the streets and falls into the most unlikely of places.

Hey it’s later but here it is.

Disclaimer: this is my first read thru but I’ve watched all of the show this far and been spoiled on some book things. So… I’m going to lean into that. Enjoy figuring out what I know, and what I think I know, and what I just don’t. Also s/x I add commentary when I edit.

Spoilers for the first book and up to the most recent episode under the cut. Potential spoilers for latter books.

Ch 39

Lion. Someone said the pic indicate POV. I have not figure it out yet

But- Rand POV

Changed your mind about Loial yet? Hmm?

Ok Caemlyn has the lion as a symbol

Everyone is excited and happy today. It’s to watch a guy get paraded thru the streets and jeered and mocked right? …gotta love the sadism of people I guess… /s

Mats real fucked up huh?

Ffs… Mat gets a D- in adulting for this chapter I guesss. I mean it’s not entirely his fault but still. Rand gets a B-

… I’m allowed to do that. I’m also a depressed.

And for similar reasons, man do I feel for Rand here too.

These children do not deserve this

*anyone who does anything resembling healing*

EF kids (mostly Rand): Is this a wisdom?

Everyone else: is this a -witch- Darkfriend?

Not Mat only eating food Rand gives him!

A beggar asking after the EF kids?

Wait wait wait… so like the queen does just give out money. Like feudal social assistance checks? That’s amazing.

Also… love the assumption that the begger must be a Darkfriend. Because he doesn’t take that money

Yup sure those strange shapes are nothing. /s

It’s very much your worry

It helps that you’re 6’5” and look like an Aiel dude (editor me: I not believe how much that gets brought up these two chapters)

!!! An answer on what the red and white cord colors mean? And not the one I expected. Red- for The Queen. White- against her (and implied sympathetic for the Whitecloaks). (Rand chose red b/c it was cheap) (I later learn the pattern knew he needed too)

“He did not want to get involved in Caemlyn politics.” -(Rand)

Yup everyone is happy for some good old “punish the evil one” show

Ya know considering how intricate and beautiful Caemlyn is described I understand why the show didn’t have the budget to do it justice. Fair.

Oh so they are taking the threat to the Queen very seriously. Good

Lol. ‘No I will not move just because I’m tall. Not my fault everyone is so short’

The Darkfriend beggar!

‘Nvm have my spot. Byeee!’

And it’s time to run away again!

“…he was sure he would never get another chance to see a Queen, and he hoped he would never have another to see a false Dragon.” -(Rand). Lol.

Heh. The pattern ‘I’m not making this easy for you.’

“…over the rooftops he could see some of the Palace spires…” -(Rand) looking for a good view. Oh no. Don’t. He’s gonna isn’t he?

He’s climbing some wall. (>.>)

I guess the Aes Sedai are just like ‘yup your army totally helped and we absolutely needed them. Sure’

16 horses?

“In the center of its flat bed was a large cage of iron bars, and on each corner of the wagonbed sat two women…” -(Rand) watching the procession of Logain thru Caemlyn from on top of a wall. And- “…it was the man in the cage who caught and held Rand’s eyes… Logain was a king in every inch of him… wherever his gaze swept there people fell silent… Logain threw back his head and laughed as the Palace swallowed him.” + “Logain, undefeated. No matter the cage, that had not been a defeated man.”

Also I liked how the show did it; but I’m curious to learn if Rand will note and be disturbed by Logain’s ‘fall from grace’ in the books because that is quite good too

Lol. A girl spoke to him and he fell off the wall

Ch 40

Opening pic- the flame of TV

Rand POV

Opens in a sort of dream. Because he got knocked the fuck out from falling off that wall last chapter

Oh ffs it’s ol’ Balzo. A-fuckin-course

Oh thank fuck he woke up

Wasn’t out long

Really wasn’t out long then huh? That girls is still coming down the tree

Fancy girl… too fancy

“He had only ever seen two women dressed in this fashion, Moiraine and the Darkfriend who had tried to kill Mat and him.” -(Rand) seeing he fancy woman who I totally don’t know. /s (It’s Elayne)

… but she also reminds him of Nynaeve.

Fancy boy!

He really accidentally fell into the palace huh?

Elayne! (Surprised pikachu)

Also Gawyn. K (I later learn Gawyn’s an absolute good bro this chapter)

Rand, probably concussed, “I’ll just climb back over the wall…” ??? Dude! No. Lmao

lol. Elayne testing him like a baby bird she found fallen from its nest

Have to respect a woman who carry’s around an apothecary around

Hah! She is the sort to fix sad broken strays

Oh first patient, real reassuring /s

No he is a stray.

You are a skittish horse

“Does she always expect everybody to do what she tells them?” -Rand about Elayne, heir to the throne of Andor

Elaida the courts resident Aes Sedai? Come on Rand you know this one. (Right concussion)

How old is fucking Gareth?

Also who exactly is Gareth? (Editor me- a pal this chapter)

Lmao. Rand’s finally getting it

Oh yea. He knows nothing

“I don’t like crowds.” -Rand. ‘He lied.’ To the heir of Andor.

“It’s said Two Rivers people are stubborn… Elayne ought to choose her husband from there.” -Gawyn. Pure comedy.

Galadedrid is the most infuriating name I’ve ever read. Giving a character that name is violence. (Editor me- he deserves it, I hate him)

Also he’s Elaynes half brother thru her father, Galadedrid Damodred

The people: Galad! (Affectionate) Elayne: Galad! (Derogatory)

The gate of te’veren convenience. Or not

Tbf to Galad he’s like, doing the rational right thing and whatever yea. But also, like Elayne would agree I’m sure, fuck Galad (this time at least)

What did she say exactly?! Cursing fancy girl! With curses to make Rand blush?

Gawyn is a bro tho

Head guard of the palace- Tallanvor

From comedy right back to tension

But also Elayne is the best

Huh. Aes Sedai maybe should help common people more

Deep water? Sure. No bank in sight? Elayne is right there. Also Gawyn

Huh. No rats?

Dude… that is so sad

Elayne continues to be a boss

Oh no what did he just do now?

That framing of Elaida is just excellent.

Morgase has an Aes Sedai ring.

Elayne’s mom and Elaida are really giving Elayne a good talking to in front of the entire court and some guy. Amazing

Rand finally caught up. Yes. That is Elaida

And whose fault is that? Why would they? Up to you to remind them and even make them content to be part of your kingdom. You need better PR ma’am

Ok. The fear of heron-marked swords of hilarious.

Absolutely too young yes

Wait… can Elaida also see the pattern or whatever?

Also, Elaida, consent plz.

“From this day Andor marches toward pain and division. The Shadow has yet to darken to its blackest, and I cannot see if the Light will come after. Where the world has wept one Tear, it will weep a thousands. This, I Foretell.” -Elaida to Queen Morgase and her court

“This, too, I Foretell. Pain and division come to the whole world, and this man stands at the heart of it.” -Elaida to Rand alone, about him.

No no don’t throw him in jail plz

Lol the Queen- nah imma let him go. You gonna be chill dude? Yes? Good. Ok here’s why I’m letting you go. First you sound like a hick from the sticks. Second no one looking like you would ever claim to be from those sticks. Third, this is too ridiculous to be a lie. Go away and don’t come back

Very interesting that Elaida seemed to help him there. Intentional or not?

Why mention that he’s handsome tho? Just to unsettle him then?

Rand- ‘hey why is everyone so surprised I’m from TR?’ Gawyn (to his credit hesitantly): “Wrap a shoufa around your head, Rand, and you would be the image of an Aielman.”

Oh more paranoia and feeling watched. What better way to end a chapter?