#scenarios are welcomed

[whumporama]

Something so obvious but so good; screams.

Just... a good scream.

When a stoic character finally breaks and lets out a scream, raw, painful, and loud

Screaming out of fear, backed into a corner with no escape or option to fight, when all they can do is scream

Waking up from a nightmare and screaming as they claw themselves back to the present

Screaming someone's name as there is no way to save them

A sudden, short scream at unexpected pain, clutching the painful area as they go down

A long, unending scream as they're tied down and hurt, no way to stop the pain, as if the only way to let it out is through this

A head titled back, screaming in pain as they can't stop the pain

Screaming in frustration, throwing something at the wall at the same time, letting out the anger

Screaming at Whumpee who has hurt themselves again, instant regret as they look up in fear

Screaming in victory, letting out all the fear, grief, sadness, and pain as they stand over Whumper's dead body

Screaming for help

Screaming for someone to stay away, don't come closer or they'll get hurt

Muffled screaming into a gag, as they're forced to watch someone they care for walk into a trap

Muffled screaming into a hand or arm, trying to stay quiet despite the pain

[wishchip106]

what Erik was expecting when he got out of the pentagon:

reality:

he’d still hit though 💔

[proselfshipsafespace]

Paranoid selfshippers, your f/o(s) wanted me to tell you that it'll all be okay, that you're perfectly safe and they'll protect you from whatever you think might get you or whatever is troubling your mind.

I promise you, you're f/o(s) want to keep you safe and protected and want to make sure you feel comfortable and calm.

[felassan]

What kind of spirit do you think Felassan waz?

Swag

[animezinglife]

Nobody:

Teenage Nyx: [in a rebellious phase and hunting for some of his dad's liquor; finds Feyre's sketchbook instead]

Nyx:

[toobytoobs]

Y’know the classic “Billy de-transforms from Captain Marvel back into Billy and the JL think he’s been de-aged so Billy has to pretend to be from ancient times” thing?

I want someone to write that but with Captain Marvel and Billy being separate people like they are in the old comics.

So it’s just Billy either not knowing shit about how to act like a young Cap or Billy not giving a fuck about acting and just him leaving the JL really confused about how Cap was like this when he was young.

[crescenthistory]

hi babycakes i LOVE!!!! your fics. every single one of them. and i’ve been thinking…

klepto!barty!!!! klepto!barty!!!!!

barty who just can’t resist taking those cute little bracelets reader wears!!!! barty who’ll steal the occasional polaroid photo from readers dorm!! barty whos not as sneaky as he seems to think… in regards both to his thieving and his feelings…

and you know what? i love YOU baby, thank you for sharing such a beautiful thought

klepto!barty is so real to me, very much in the same way that pyro!barty and compulsive liar!barty are so real to me

in general, i fully believe that barty has self-destructive coping mechanisms and impulse control issues. together, that creates a very spicy and spiky mental health and public persona.

however, it's so interesting to consider how those affect his relationship(s) -> familial, platonic or romantic

i believe he is all-or-nothing in how he loves, and that often involves becoming rather obsessive in both positive and negative ways

and this is at every stage in the relationship – prior, during and after (though the last one will never apply to us ofc...)

he will remember everything you ever tell him. your favourite colour? he wears it. favourite scent? he sprays it everywhere. best memories? he tries to recreate them.

and god forbid you ever rant to him about someone or something that annoys you, because he will fix it. in whatever way suitable.

so yeah, he is not good at hiding his feelings

i think that when he knows about his feelings himself he doesn't really try to hide them either though, he owns them (and you) loudly and proudly

but this boy has a THICK skull and wouldn't know before you two kiss honestly

everytime you walk together he slips something in or out of your purse/pocket/bookbag

slips in something he knows you might like, whether it's a trinket or a crystal for whimsy!reader or a new pen or ink for studious!reader

and he takes whatever feels the most like you, something that gives him that warm rush

like a bracelet, a hairtie, chapstick

(don't even get me started on the obsession he has with your chapstick and lipgloss or lipstick. very much a "i'm jealous of the rain that falls upon your skin" type of man)

in general, it's that rush he chases in everything in life – he needs to feel and he needs to do so intensely

barty was repressed and suppressed by his father for so long, that now if he gets the urge to scream at the top of his lungs, he cannot deign to deny himself that. it fosters chaos for sure, but it is also a quality that will allow you to experience radical comfort in a way you never thought you could.

when he takes something or does something he shouldn't have, it's like he can hear barriers and rules breaking around him like glass, and this little bitch loves it

he might even giggle especially if you enable him

this mf would not be above taking your journal and reading through it either – but he wouldn't even be sneaky or hide it then, he might even do it in front of you

barty always appears VERY comfortable in his own misdoings and chaos. he will just openly take the notebook from your bag, cross his legs and begin reading in front of you as you stare at him affronted.

you might say "excuse me?!" to which he furrows his brows in confusion and asks "what?"

when you become official, your closet is raided on the daily

no matter what house or dorm you're in. barty finds a way.

it is not uncommon for him to walk around in your jumper, but he much prefers when it's something more intimate and discreet that he can carry with him everywhere

like wearing your t-shirt or top beneath his school uniform – he loves knowing that it's there and it's yours and no one else knows

suffice it to say he never cleans your clothes before he takes them either; this is a man that's obsessed with pheromones

nsfw: he is without a doubt an underwear stealer, he hoards them away in his bedside drawer for when he misses you. and to just keep you close.

it's practical for you too, because there's always underwear ready for you at his place! no need to bring any yourself 🙃 end nsfw

he will wear your jewelry too, he absolutely loves seeing a piece of you on his skin

barty is for sure the type to get tattoos of and for his partner. again – all or fucking nothing. and with you, he always goes for all.

klepto!barty is so fun, but so is everything beneath it and what it represents 🤌 thanks for joining me in my brainrot

[justwritedreams]

Welcome to the kingdom | Jeno

Chapter Fifteen: Insatiable

Prince Jeno x Princess Reader, enemies to lovers au!, royalty au!

Word count: 2.333

Genre: smut

Author: maari

Warnings: dirty talk, breast play, oral (m receiving), mirror sex without protection (don't do this at home), spanking MDI!!! THIS IS A +18 STORY

Note: You asked for a really dirty chapter? Here it is 😃 You can see that the holiday did me good. HAPPY NEW YEAR MY LOVELY READERS 🎊🎇

Summary: Did you really think the honeymoon was over? It's just begun.

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Y/N fell to the side breathing heavily, a trail of sweat running down her back and her body was weak but she still had an almost satisfying smile on her face.

While Jeno closed his eyes and bit his lip, sucking in all the air he needed.

He was still hard as a rock, throbbing so much that it hurt but the scene of the princess in his lap wouldn't leave his mind any time soon.

The sounds she made, the expression surrendered to the lust they were living there.

He felt all the blood pumping directly to his erect member, his body burning like fire and none of that still seemed enough.

He had the taste of the princess in his mouth and still wanted more.

Her scent seemed to be impregnated not only in the sheets but in every pore of his body and his fingers itched to reach her bare skin next to him on the bed.

But that game was too good to end like that, without the adrenaline running through his veins.

That's why an idea popped into his head and he kept his tired expression, not showing the malice that was going on in his head.

"I'm going to take a shower." he said before sitting on the bed, proud of his naked and erect figure.

"Do you want a little help?" the princess's voice revealed that she was just pretending to be innocent and when Jeno turned to face her he was sure.

The sideways smile, the raised eyebrow and the fire in her eyes revealed that day was far from ending in a boring way.

He smiled mischievously, looking her up and down completely intoxicated.

"You're insatiable, aren't you?" he asked, interested in the proposal.

In response, Y/N shrugged and continued to look at him firmly, who had no other reaction than to grab her by the waist and throw her over his shoulder.

The princess laughed and let out a high-pitched scream when he got out of bed, carrying her as if she were as light as a feather.

She was enjoying Jeno's shoulders more than she should have, they were broad and strong, good enough for her to dig her nails into his pale skin.

Then Jeno did something that not even biting her lower lip made her able to suppress the sly and drawn-out moan, he gave her a light slap on the ass and the warm contact of his palm against her skin made her entire insides wake up and contract.

But when Jeno's amused laughter echoed throughout the path to the bathroom, she felt her entire face burn.

"What? Does the princess like punishments?" he asked, clearly enjoying the moment and gave another slap.

And another. And another.

When they got to the bathroom, the princess was placed back on the floor and stared at Jeno with shame and desire at the same time, which he found too cute for that moment.

"You'll pay for this." she threatened and he feigned concern.

"We'll see about that." he replied before stepping into the shower and turning on the shower.

The princess thought Jeno couldn't get any more provocative, until she saw him under the hot water that fell on his naked body.

She watched a single drop trail from his chest to his thick thighs.

Oh, he was going to pay.

For having made her so horny and done nothing, and for being so hot.

Y/N got into the shower with him, without looking away, she pushed Jeno so she could get under the water and let her wash her hair, bringing her hands to the thick strands to keep them out of her eyes and looking at Jeno.

He seemed as hypnotized as she was.

It wasn't the hot water that was fogging up the windows, but the heat from both of their bodies.

Jeno grabbed her by the waist and pressed her against the cold wall, making her moan softly but her mouth was silenced at the same moment he brought his face closer to hers.

Millimeters away from touching her mouth, his breathing heavy against her face, his eyes glazed over her mouth.

She knew what was coming next and she wanted it, more than she had ever imagined.

“Ask me.” He whispered and she frowned. “Ask me and I’ll kiss you.”

She shook her head, smiling wickedly.

“You know I won’t.” She replied in the same tone, fixing her eyes on his. “But you can make the first move if you want.”

“Tsk tsk.” He raised a finger, denying it and the princess just looked, remembering how that same finger entered her pussy so well. “It won’t be like that, princess. First I’ll consume you completely.” He promised and her legs wobbled. “Inch by inch. From the inside out.”

She looked up at his face, her attention drawn to his dark eyes.

“Promises, Jeno. That's all you do.”

She saw him raise an eyebrow, accepting the provocation, before lowering his head and kissing her.

But not on the mouth, on her breasts.

Y/N rolled her eyes in pleasure as Jeno's warm lips found her left breast.

He looked hungry, his tongue exploring every inch of her exposed skin and his wet lips sent shivers down her body and onto her erect nipples.

Jeno then grabbed her right breast possessively and played with the skin as his mouth made the princess see stars.

She couldn't contain her moans anymore, because it became pretty damn difficult when she opened her eyes and saw Jeno sucking her breast with desire, making her legs weak and her pussy even wetter.

Her trembling hand went to his wet hair and grabbed the strands with the little strength she had left while the other tried somehow to support herself against the wall she was pressed against.

God, she was about to cum just with him sucking one of her breasts.

What kind of sorcery was that?

It wasn't just because it had been a long time since she had been touched in such an intimate way.

"Jeno." Her throat went dry, her vision blurred and her toes twitched as well as her belly.

And then she felt a slap on her ass, this time harder, which made her moan come out slurred and almost suffering.

But there was no suffering there, it was pure lust, she lifted her leg up to his waist in search of something that could stop the ache she felt in her throbbing pussy.

“You like it, don’t you?” he asked mischievously as he blew against her wet skin with his saliva. “You’re a naughty princess.”

One more slap and Jeno then turned his attention to her right breast, sucking and licking the skin exactly the way he did with the other.

Y/N didn’t know how it was possible for her to shiver so much and so fast because of his effective lips.

She was breathing heavily and all her mind could think to do was rub her hip against his, feeling his member even more erect.

She brought her hand to his cock, she was about to end that torture once and for all when she looked at his face.

Jeno’s lips were half-open and his eyes weren't so different from hers, completely intoxicated by the intimate touch.

She still managed to smile evilly before pushing him away lightly, even though she felt the cold when his lips stopped dancing against her skin, nothing stopped her from kneeling in front of him.

She would have laughed at the expression of excitement and shock at the same time that he made if she wasn't so horny.

"You're going to-" oh yeah, she was. That's why she didn't let Jeno even finish his sentence before taking him completely in her mouth. "Fuck."

What? Only Jeno had the right to make her moan loudly on that honeymoon?

The princess also wanted to feel the same pride as him while she sucked him masterfully, exactly the same way he had done to her, it was a good feeling. It made her feel like she was the most powerful woman in the world to have Jeno there, grabbing her hair tightly while he roared deliciously and echoed throughout the bathroom, it made her sure that she was using her tongue and mouth the right way.

Playing was good, wasn't it?

"Enough." He pressed her to get up before he came violently against her mouth because he would if she continued.

Jeno pressed her against the wall again as he watched her lick the corners of her mouth, collecting what had escaped and making him even crazier and harder.

“You choose, do you want me to fuck you on the bed or against the mirror in this bathroom?”

The princess's pussy vibrated with both options, it would be difficult to choose.

“I can fuck you while I watch you lose yourself so close.” He brought his face to her neck, speaking against Y/N's burning skin. “Or you can watch how I fuck you from behind.” He sucked her skin hard, enough to leave a mark, and she hissed, bringing her hands to his shoulders where she squeezed tightly.

“Something tells me you've already chosen.” She replied in a whisper, feeling his hard member brush against her belly.

Jeno brought his hands to her waist, laughing naughty.

“You're right.”

The movement was quick, he lifted her off the floor and suddenly she was in front of the fogged mirror, Jeno caressed her ass with his strong hands and took one of her legs to the sink to support herself while she ran her hand over the mirror trying to get a clear view of Jeno's image behind her, looking at her ass with his lower lip pressed against his teeth.

He only brought the tip of his hard member to her entrance and it was enough for the princess to roll her eyes, excitedly anticipating what was coming next.

"Look." he ordered in a low and firm tone. When the princess didn't obey immediately, she received a hot slap on her ass that made her moan loudly and open her eyes.

"Watch your face when I enter you." Jeno didn't need to do anything but bury his member inside her at once, the princess's eyes widened as her mouth opened without making a single sound although her heart was beating fast and her pussy throbbed against his cock.

She wanted to call him every possible name and at the same time she wanted him to do it again.

He was hot and hard inside her, and it didn't help when he brought both hands down to her waist.

"Watch the way I fuck you," he said before he started moving inside her, going back and forth in an animalistic rhythm, in a way that showed he couldn't hold back any longer.

As well as the princess's moans.

She couldn't take her eyes off the reflection in the mirror, it was too pornographic, too exciting to see Jeno entering and leaving her from behind while she just tried to hold on to the sink to maintain her balance and rhythm.

The sound of the shower running was muffled by the sound of their wet bodies meeting and even so it didn't seem enough for Y/N, she wanted more.

Jeno had promised much more.

"Talk to me." He begged so quietly that she was afraid he hadn't heard.

But that voice of pure excitement as he entered and left her pussy caught his attention.

"What?" he asked, looking at her face through the mirror.

No 19th century author could describe the perfection that the princess's face was now, clearly in ecstasy in lust like him.

"Damn, Jeno, say something." she moaned loudly. "Anything."

He smiled widely, understanding very well what she meant.

“Do you want me to talk dirty?” It was a rhetorical question, because he got the answer he needed when her pussy contracted against his member.

Maybe it had been a mistake, but when Jeno stopped his thrusts and grabbed her by the hair, bringing her ear close to his mouth and started whispering dirty things while he changed the rhythm of his hips against her, to a slower and almost torturous one, the princess didn’t think about anything else.

With his other hand, he hugged her waist and held her there. The princess sobbed as she moaned, it was so good and she felt so close but she didn’t want it to end there.

Not like that, not while Jeno held her against his chest and his member hit her exactly where she needed it.

“You’re going to cum, aren’t you?” She brought her hands to his hips and dug her nails into his skin as she rolled against his member, trying to somehow speed up the pace. “Then keep going, princess.”

“Jeno.” Her breathing was so heavy that her voice barely came out.

“Moan my name and cum on my cock.” He supported her against his hip and began to thrust at a fast pace, not only chasing his own orgasm but knowing that she was so close, he wanted to see her face in the mirror as she came.

He needed to have the vision of her coming undone because of him.

And it didn’t take long for that to happen, her moaning so loudly and every muscle in her body trembling, Jeno just enjoyed the sight as his own cum came a very short time later.

Y/N let him hold her since she had no strength in her legs to stand and she felt an insatiable thirst for Jeno.

Yeah, she was sure he wouldn’t fuck her only in the bathroom and bedroom.

In fact, she wanted him to do it on every surface, in every corner of that chalet.

How was she going to go back to her old life after that?

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

"Damn! This guy's literally the most handsome man alive!"

Your loud gasp and snarky comment catches MIDORIYA's attention, causing him to look at you with curious eyes. Of course his love toward you makes him feel a little irritated, he's never thought of himself as someone with amazing looks and you fonding over other men isn't really helping; but now that you've caught him starring, he's got no other choice but to show interest in the matter.

"Who? Let me see"

When you smile and ask him to come have a look, he's both reluctant and eager to see this "most handsome guy of all time"; so he gets very confused as he sits next to you and looks at the screen, only to see himself starring back at him in the camera.

"Huh? That's not the-"

Then he's met with your cheeky grin.

"Oh...!"

"And he's mine"

Even god can't stop the blush spreading over his cheeks and his big smile.

"Babe stop!"

[chez-cinnamon]

i saw in the real word au post showing what all the puppets look like, Barnaby has attachment issues. was there any sort of scenario that highlighted those issues? maybe wally having to comfort barnaby due to him freaking out over it, or? love the au, by the way! i find it fascinating! <3

Thanks so much! <3

There’s definitely a few scenes where their relationship is discussed in universe -

Barnaby isn’t truly trustful of humans that aren’t Fionn or Peony, since others he interacted with were scared of them and tried to hurt them. Even with Fionn’s presence when they’re out and about, he keeps him close by, even pick him up if you will, to keep Wally out of harm’s way. Barnaby will also panic if Wally disappears from his or everyone’s point of view, and Fionn has to stop him from running around a store on all fours yelling Wally’s name.

Wally, however, despite how overbearing Barnaby can be in this world, knows that all of this is from the heart - Barnaby clearly loves him, his best friend, and Wally loves him too-

Barnaby sometimes stays up late on guard, keeping an eye on everyone, especially his lil buddy, and Wally will also stay up to keep him comfortable and ease his worries

[arsenicflame]

It's a time-honoured tradition- every time Sam comes across Izzy (and Ed) in their travels, he asks Izzy to marry him. And every time, Izzy turns him down.

At this point, Sam is asking more for the sake of it than any belief Izzy will ever say yes, a remnant of childhood dedication touched with 30 years of heartbreak and regret- though even now, a small part of him still holds out hope. Sam's promises have only got more extravagant over the years, from a job as his first mate, to a captaincy, a fleet at his command, a whole fucking island if that's what Izzy wants- but he knows it isn't though, not really. If Izzy was ever going to agree to marry him, to leave his life and go with Sam, it wouldn't be for anything Sam could offer him. Izzy never did care for flashy shows of wealth, for a ship or to be captain. The only thing that ever mattered to him was loyalty given, and loyalty shown in return. 

It all comes to a head after Stede left and came back, after Izzy lost a toe, lost his leg. Sam hasn't seen him since before things with Ed started to really slide off the rails, before stress permanently set into the lines of Izzy’s face. So, when he sees a dishevelled man with a hoof for a leg in a no-name port, he doesn't even consider the idea that he might know him. It's only when he turns towards him, and Sam catches a glance at those oh too familiar tattoos, he realises this is Izzy, his Izzy, that stands before him.

Knowing Izzy's discomfort with pity, he doesn't treat him any differently than he would in years gone by, positioning himself in Izzy's line of sight before approaching and sweeping him up into a bone crushing hug. 

“Israel-goddamn-Hands!” he exclaims, as Izzy grumbles back a begrudging “Samuel-fucking-Bellamy”, a tradition almost as old as their friendship itself. Izzy might not hug him back, but he can’t keep the corner of his mouth from twitching, just for a second.

(If Sam holds Izzy a little tighter and a little longer than usual, well. That's his business)

By the time Sam lets go, most of the crew has appeared in the town square, drawn in by the commotion. They may have given Izzy his leg and welcomed him as one of them, but still there’s an underlying tension, with nobody quite ready to set aside everything that happened before the Kraken. Seeing him cosying up to an unknown man sets everyone on edge, unsure whether to come to their first mate’s aid, or to assume that they've been betrayed once again.

When Ed sees that the yelling was Sam, his hand goes tense where it's held in Stede's. He knows the routine, has seen it more times than he can count, but as he watches them part he realises that this is the first time in a long time he's unsure of what Izzy's response will be.

Knowing that something’s different, knowing that Izzy's feeling vulnerable already, Sam doesn't go for the same flashy proposal he’s been giving for years. He doesn't promise Izzy the world, he doesn't cause a scene (or, any more of a scene than he already has, anyway). He looks at the fractured man in front of him, takes his face in his hands, and says the exact same thing to him he said when they were little more than boys. “Israel, I have to ask you. I know what you'll say, but I have to try. Come with me. Marry me and sail away with me. I'll keep you safe”

And Izzy… hesitates. He glances over at Ed, at Stede, and says to Sam “...We’re staying in port for a week. Ask me again then”

That's the moment Sam knows there is something deeply, horribly, wrong. He's not just looking at an Izzy who got seriously injured in a fight and is struggling to cope, this is something so much bigger than that- and that Ed has something to do with it. Izzy wouldn't even be considering leaving if he didn't. Whether it was negligence or something more sinister, Sam doesn't yet know, but he intends to find out.

[cactuskat]

Demon Swap: Sebastian from "Black Butler" and Lord Sullivan from "Welcome to Demon School Iruma-Kun!"

Imagine if you will, a Ciel who makes his deal with Lord Sullivan, but Sullivan does not require a soul, instead requesting that Ciel become his grandson. This has to be the easiest deal a human has ever struck with a demon, but oh, how mistaken that was.

Ponder perhaps, an Iruma who's soul is sold by his parents to the starving demon Sebastian, only for Sebastian to find, he'd like instead to refine this soul before devouring it, afterall he is a demon a finer tastes, and thus the Butler persona is born.

Ciel returns home with an... estranged relative(?) eager to take Gaurdianship over the newly orphaned earl

Iruma is taken to the demon realm, suddenly placed upon the lap of luxury, with a loyal butler pleased to do whatever he says- only Iruma has no clue what he even wants

Is Ciel safe- Oh yes, definitely, Lord Sullivan is formitable force when he wants to be, and he will tear apart anyone who dares attempt to hurt his grandbaby, and what's more is more than willing to do anything he asks as per their agreement. But oh, oh how Ciel often replays the events of that terrible day, and wishes he perhaps negotiated for different terms for their contract...

Ciel, tries to solve a murder, as Sullivan Fawns in the background ("Oh my goodness look how cute my grandson is!!! He's doing such a good job, don't you think Opera?? I should find him a little detective's outfit, he'd be just precious!!!!!" "NO!")

Iruma meanwhile is far too aware of the fact that he's just glorified wagyu, but you know what? This might as well be how his miserable life ends, he could enjoy it... he supposes... just has to learn how to enjoy things. Thankfully Sebastian is one hell of a butler and knows just what Iruma wants right when he needs it

and of course he helps out behind the scenes at every chance he gets, he's not going to let his snack be discovered by the rest of demon kind afterall. Sometimes not even behind the scenes, school rules be damned, any butler worth his salt goes wherever his master does. Professor Kalego hates him

[oddly-casual]

Gaap Goemon appreciation post/ Character Analysis

because I need y'all to hype him up as much as I do.

I was a fan of the Mairimashita Iruma Kun anime many moons ago, and just recently I got back into it. Finished the manga. Walked away loving the entire Misfit class. Most of all, I see a criminal lack of Gaap content. So, here's why I love Gaap and why I think you should too.

By all accounts, there isnt a whole lot of focus or information about Gaap that goes beyond the depth of a kiddy pool. (It's like that for most of the misfits tbh...) Still, Gaap gets more focus than most.

Kindness and care:

The thing about Gaap that stands out the most, is how much of a natural caretaker this kid is.

He greets everyone he meets with respect. Often using the honorific "Dono" Which google tells me translates to "Lord" or "Master". Almost every time he greets somebody he always has an offer of Hell tea and onigiri. He always makes sure to take care of his guests and his friends. This kid has no shortage of manners. So polite.

In the Harvest Festival arc, Gaap is the one who goes out to save the other students even when Agares has valid points about why rescuing a bunch of demons they dont know wouldn't benefit them in any way. In the festival, where the entire point is to be a cut above the rest, what did Gaap do?

We see little examples of Gaap's kindness. How he defends his friends and is usually on the front lines whenever someone's well-being is cause for concern.

This boy is the mom friend who always had a painkiller and a stack of bandaids on hand. He's such a mom friend that he canonically fights with Jazz when it comes to taking care of their classmates. (They both have a caretaker complex.)

It's also the way Gaap responds to stress! In the Heartbreaker arc, Gaap is paired up with two first-years who won't stop fighting. This obviously stresses the boy out, because he had high expectations of getting along with his first years, but it didn't turn out that way.

The first thing Gaap does is try to offer them food, something we see Gap do to Agares when he snaps at him. When the offer of food doesnt work, he instead tries to assure the first years that everything will be fine. Even if Gaap isn't confident, his first instinct is to try to appeal to and take care of people. Even if that's not what they want.

It’s interesting, because Gaap doesn’t physically get in between them, like you would expect him to do. He avoids conflict when it gets physical, despite being such a capable fighter. (Though when it comes to saving others, he has no problem acting.)

Friends and Habits:

We get to know Gaap the most when he's around other people. Obviously, because he's a secondary character. I think another aspect of this is because Gaap is a social creature, he thrives around people. We rarely see Gaap standing alone and this makes sense because his goal is to have 100 allies.

In the demon world, we know that demons usually dont care about saving or helping others if it doesnt help them. Nor do they have the drive to see their efforts to the end, because they get bored rather quickly. Gaap breaks out of this status quo, along with the rest of the Misfits, by stubbornly pushing towards his goal even when the fruits of his labor dont bloom right away.

The biggest showcase of this drive is the person Gaap takes care of the most, that we know of.

Chapter 111 shows us that Gaap came to Agares' house every day. check it, every day. Gaap would go out of his way with breakfast and pick Agares up so he could make it to class.

Agares clearly doesnt want to go, but Gaap takes him anyway, refusing to leave him behind. From what we can guess, he's been doing it before they started training together. Which could mean Gaap didn't know this kid, but saw he wasn't going to class and went to go take care of him. (Classic extrovert adopting their introvert friend).

We see how that kindness affects Agares as a result. Agares feels guilty when he snaps at Gaap and goes out of his way to visit Gaap when he doesn't show up for class. (This could also mean Agares went to class on his own, without Gaap having to force him.)

Agares was also willing to help the people Gaap saved. Even when telling Gaap not to go out and save those people, Agares still houses them, keeps them safe, and even plans an escape route for the other students when things look bad. It's a lot of hassle for a character who hates being bothered. Gaap's kindness is contagious, even if it's not obvious at first glance.

Oh, Maybe He's Kinda Fucked Up?

No one escapes childhood unscathed.

Gaap is a caretaker, he does it happily. Even so, when you put yourself in the position to take care of others, there are parts of yourself that fall into neglect that you dont realize.

After the Heartbreaker arc (Chapter 272), Gaap is noticeably absent. We find out later, what happens when you fuck with the nice guy too much.

Maybe it was his crushed expectations, the stress of failing and losing, or maybe Gaap was just tired of being nice but he goes apeshit. Accidentally slipping into his Wicked cycle and nearly driving two students mad with his fucked up face.

We learn that showing your true face is a big no-no in the Gaap household. It's literally written on the walls, and Gaap feels immense shame and embarrassment that he broke a family rule.

He hides his face in his hands, and puts a bag over his face when Agares comes over. He's afraid of hurting someone again, even though the stress of those events have passed.

We dont know his parents' reaction, (because aint no way they dont know) Whether Gaap was disciplined by his parents or not, Gaap put this huge weight on his shoulders. Not blaming the stress of the situation, but blaming himself for losing control.

Gaap specifically said, “I panicked”. Which could mean that with all the stressors, he snapped and just lashed out. Gaap didn't willingly enter his wicked phase, I think he just gave in to his instincts. His bloodline originally started by warding off predators with their maddening appearance. What is panic if not your brain responding as if your body is in danger?

Despite Gaap reasonably getting upset, he still feels terrible for the trouble he caused and the students he hurt. The first thing he did after waking up was to ask if he could apologize to the first years for mentally scarring them.

Gaap’s ambition is to make 100 allies. It's pretty sweet. When a teenager says it(Gaap looks 17 yrs old), It just sounds like he wants to have friends. Pair this up with the fact that Gaap rarely asks for anything in return, and suddenly his wanting a ton of friends makes sense for someone who looks his age. Gaap takes care of people because he wants them to like him. (Even if he can drive them away with how much he cares.)

I have no idea where this desire comes from. If it's something his family drills into him, to be sociable and network, or if it's just a personal goal because of his ugly ahh face.

Regardless, this moment makes me want to lie down on the road while it rains:

Despite how much his ambition means to him, he is willing to isolate himself as long as it means no one else gets hurt. This speaks to his good intentions. It isn't just about the popularity or all the favors he could have from knowing so many demons. It's about forming genuine relationships with other demons and providing them a soft place to land and build community.

Look at my son, he tries so hard.

My final point:

Look at how cool he is. This is Chapter 76, my boy came out the gate swinging with powerful bloodline magic. He's got the position, he's got technique, he's got flare. What more could you ask for?

Gaap started out as rank 2, and since then has had no problem leveling himself up. Gaap always stays on his feet (Hence his nickname Busy Body), not letting himself fall behind his classmates. He aced his training and had since learned to use Wind as a companion and not as a tool. He even developed a full-range attack where he can pick which targets get hit by his swing and which dont. He is leveling up in the world. Dont hurt em now Gaap.

Conclusion:

I'm the equivalent of those parents who show off pictures of their kids from their wallet.

Gaap as a character, in the story he's in, isn't anything really new or groundbreaking. Even still, in a story like Mairimashita Iruma-Kun, the Misfit class are demons that are different. We get to learn why they're different, and how they learn to overcome these challenges despite how they threaten to hold them back.

Gaap is a good kid that you watch succeed from the background. We see him struggle and fall apart, but he never stops caring about others in that process. He's that good-natured kid in your life that you hope succeeds because in a cruel world, they make the decision to be kind.

If anyone made it this far, slay. Even if you never noticed Gaap before, I hope you have a new appreciation for his character. Nishi took time and love to write him out, I think that deserves attention too.

[cxffecoupx]

you could scream into a pillow right now.

In fact, you did scream into the pillow for a couple of minutes, but it never seemed to be enough. you might need to go to a cliff in order to release all that rage in you because it still hadn't lessened.

your colleague (fuck you, minwoo), had misplaced an important document needed for the project you had to submit. which ended up in your department head lashing out at you.

"who the hell does he think he is!?" you scream, now beginning to pull on the ends of the cushion.

minghao sat next to you, half in concern and half in fear. in all these years you two had been together, he had never seen you like this... like you could tear apart your whole office if you could. to say he was concerned was... putting it lightly.

he gently took the cushion from your hands. he took great care of it; he couldn't even think of it being ripped apart. placing it aside, he pats you on your back a few times.

"you know what? i'll go make some tea real quick, while you take a few deeeep breaths to calm a bit dow-"

"but he's at the wrong!" you butt in.

"I know, I know," he says as he places a hand on your cheek, "lemme just make the tea and we can put on some diss tracks and talk trash about him, okay?"

even though you were seething right now, you couldn't help but smile. hao had never been one to talk bad about someone, but you know that he's ever ready to put aside his meditated mind and join you, if that means you'll feel better (and that his cushion will remain safe).

[justwritedreams]

Ateez texts: they opened a personal Instagram account

Warning: little suggestive in the Yunho's

[rainbowwyrm]

My favorite scene from Clown's recent Makeship commercial

[ID: A digital artwork of Wally Darling and Barnaby B. Beagle standing in the vacuum of space, surrounded by floating debris and three colorful planetary bodies. The black background depicts countless tiny stars that are all arrayed in different colors. Wally conveys an inquisitive expression with his finger pointed towards his mouth. The speech bubble above him reads, "How did we get up here, Barnaby?". In response, Barnaby is seen shrugging his shoulders with his usual smiley expression. The speech bubble above him reads, "Beats me, kid!" as if in a whimsically aloof manner.]

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