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Former AVALANCHE/Turk Reader x ff7
HCs for when they find out you used to be the enemy.
Barret - Turk Reader
Pre AC (Advent Children)
You might think it's automatic breakup, but it depends on how long you've been together
It's especially favorable for you if you've been along for the hunt for Sephiroth for a while without betraying the group to Shinra
You and Vincent make a good team when it comes to espionage against the Turks and Shinra, especially since you'll have more up-to-date info than Vincent. It gives Barret great satisfaction to stick it to 'em
Sometimes he has doubts about you but he feels guilty and will probably admit to it and apologize during a moment of rest
If you helped drop the plate, it's over. Let the man cry. He's gonna carry on with the adventure
Post AC
Again, it depends on how long you've been together
Huge, huge bonus points if Marlene has taken to you. Because then it's a break from her, as well. He really wants stability for her
He'll have a really hard time justifying continuing the relationship if you were involved in dropping the plate, especially since that means you were hiding it until now
If he breaks up with you, his heart is just as broken as yours
Rufus Shinra - AVALANCHE Reader
Pre AC
It's likely that he'll break up with you unless you can prove you've got something useful for him
If you can help track AVALANCHE, minor brownie points
He's very slow to trust a romantic partner so dropping this truth on him will probably put him in a sour mood and he may lash out a bit. Or he may just go cold and shut you out
His presidency has not gone well and he doesn't want more stress and uncertainty
If he hasn't done that, and you have some of the necessary skills, perhaps he'll have you join the Turks. He can keep an eye on you better. You can slowly earn his trust back. If you get hurt this way, he'll get angry at himself
Post AC
It doesn't matter as much what you did before
It matters more that you're committed to helping him with his current projects
You should make an effort to get along with his Turks, though
Major bonus points if you were around while he was sick with geostigma
If he has any lingering doubts, be patient and he may eventually try to talk it out with you
Tseng - AVALANCHE Reader
Pre AC
When you tell him, it's clear he's feeling some kind of way: angry, sad, or conflicted. Maybe all three? But the silence stretches so long that it's uncomfortable and you wish you were arguing loudly instead
It's not that he wants to breakup with you but he doesn't feel like his life is his, so he leaves without confirming either way
It's a dick move and he knows it. However, he can't leave well enough alone. He keeps tabs on you from afar, hoping something changes and he can try to come back
Post AC
He is surprised you want to stay with him. After Shinra collapsed, there's much less for him to offer you (he definitely took a pay cut). And most of his time is spent helping Rufus
Give it time and these boys (and Elena) will probably realize there's more to life than living how things were before Meteorfall
If someone who used to be a part of an organization that opposed Shinra wants to be with him, perhaps it'll give him the courage to open up about why he's repressed most of his feelings for so long
There's clearly sadness and shame inside and if you're lucky, you can help him through it
Tifa - Turk Reader
Pre AC
She's more lenient than Barret but she also can't abandon her found family if they reject you, saying they don't trust you
She can recall all the good memories you've had together, squeeze your hands, and ask you to wait for her
It's a tearful farewell, with you wishing you could come along and help, even if just to support her. She's strong but she's also got a weak side that you want to protect
If you can convince them to let you tag along, she will eventually convince them to be friendly. After saving the world, they'll become your found family, too
Post AC
She may be distant for a while, busying herself with her bar
If her long-time friend, Cloud, refuses to have anything to do with you, she's torn but
She'll come around eventually if you prove that you don't have any bad intentions and intend to stick by her
If you want the same things as her in a relationship, you've found your best girl for life. Work with her at the bar until you retire
Reno - AVALANCHE Reader
Pre AC
Reno's response is most likely to continue the relationship mostly because "why the fuck not?" ÂŻ\_(ă)_/ÂŻ He's already this deep
If he gets caught, he'll get in trouble, so he's extra careful when meeting up with you. He was already being discreet so he gets extra sneaky
He does tell Rude, reluctantly. Since Rude was taken advantage of by an active AVALANCHE member in Before Crisis, he's very skeptical that this is a good idea
Step a toe out of line, however, and it's over. Reno isn't going to go against his boss and his best friend
Fights extra recklessly for a while because the man is upset
Post AC
Honestly, who gives a fuck? ÂŻ\_(ă)_/ÂŻ I think the most he'll feel is a little guilty. He knows what he's done over his lifetime
He'll be curious how you can reconcile having been part of AVALANCHE and then switch to dating a Turk
When you explain that AVALANCHE could sometimes be just as violent as the Turks, it eases his conscious but only a little
#barret wallace x reader#barret x reader#tifa x reader#tifa lockhart x reader#tseng x reader#tseng of the turks#reno x reader#rufus shinra x reader#some would just break up imo#i left those out#or any I couldnt think of anything#angst#fluff#would love it if anyone had more to add#turk!reader#my shit#headcanons
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TBOB spoilers:
Another thing that gets me about Bill's crack so much is that he presents himself as this all powerful entity that's doing fine. He lies until he's not lying anymore. However, he can't continue to lie about that because he's got a giant crack across his body.
#bill cipher#tbob spoilers#the book of bill spoilers#the billble spoilers#like he was known as an OP villain done right but the book just makes him out to be pathetic imo#i think that's a good thing because it knocks him down a peg and shows more of his true self#i used to see him as an unknowable god like figure#now i see him as some kid with a lighter that never grew up#and i knew Bill had to at least care about Ford for the portal#but he took Ford cutting off contact with him a lot harder than i thought he would âOne Sixer pleaseâ#the whole book was just an attempt to get someone that'd break him out of therapy prison. how the mighty have fallen#[personal tag here]
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t8's despair ending but there's an additional scene where kazuya finds out jun is alive via being served divorce papers
#they just get slapped on his desk by anna five seconds after his monologue#I love the kazjuns together sm but you can love someone and still have dealbreakers and cliff yeeting jin would be one imo#some things you just can't come back from + I think an AU scenario where they are messy pining exes could be fun#enemies to lovers to enemies đď¸#im not afraid to break up my ships and make them both miserable for the drama lol#what I want characters to be and what I'm willing to inflict on them for the sake of telling a story are 2 v different things
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people conflate being nice with not being critical. Being nice to people doesnt mean never presenting them with any kind of negative information or feedback it means don't be a prick while doing it
#.txt#i think thats the thing i dont like so much about the current culture of art on the internet#like its good people want it to be welcoming for new artists#but its kinda turned into an endless positivity echo chamber without any real substance#you cant get real critique on anything cuz people want to be 'nice' so they only mention the good things#which I guess will never offend someone but imo its annoying asf that you cant get honest feedback on anything#its just platitudes and so you get a ton of people who want to have high quality art#but are told theyre snobs and dicks for even believing in a hierarchy of art quality#when youre a beginner you can tell people are tiptoeing around saying the obvious thing#which is that its obviously made by a beginner#and thats fucking humilating tbh#to have people treat you like a first grader who'll break down into tears if you dont tell them theyre doing perfect and amazing#maybe this has just been my personal experience but I gave up art cuz I felt stupid taking it seriously#like no matter how hard i pressed for feedback or critique or tips people would just kinda smile and nod#tell me my art is AMAZING and soooooooooo so good but like. no it wasnt and still isnt lol#theyre crude and sure maybe theyre not garbage but I know they're not good cuz i have eyes#instead of trying to convince me that my opinion is wrong how about you just give me some advice#like any
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hmmmmm ketil anime backstory bad
#it adds nothing to the story and interferes with his character progression imo#the point of ketil is that nothing that bad has happened to him until now. he's done everything right and it's always worked for him#and when it goes wrong he completely breaks down and makes all the worst decisions for everyone around him#also it ruins the conversation between sverkel and arnheid :( which is so good and understated in the manga#all he says to her is 'it's your decision' and 'i wish i could help.' manga!sverkel genuinely feels for arnheid. she's a real person to him#but anime!sverkel bringing up ketil's sad backstory when arnheid is going through all that just feels super insensitive#obviously ketil has nothing to do with arnheid losing her family and he didn't enslave her himself#which imo is part of why arnheid has been able to accept being with him! she knows she could have ended up with someone much worse#but like. he owns her. she has to devote her life to him whether she wants to or not.#it feels super gross for another character (and the story in general) to direct her/our sympathy onto ketil in that moment#her son was murdered so that she would be more desirable to men like him! this scene should not be about ketil's pain!#(also the line about why hjalti was killed was conspicuously absent from the anime which takes some of the teeth out of the whole storyline#fandom musings#vinland saga
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People really like Esbar? Because I for sure despise her after treating her own daughter and the daughterâs boyfriend like that.
Canât believe âMotherâ Cleolind ever agreed with or even demanded that lovers born outside the priory should be killed! Or that no one born in the priory should have the choice not to live in service to the priory.
My poor Siyu - not sure I should be glad sheâs away from that place for now yet only at the cost of separation from her baby.
#the murdering and lack of choice is little better than the berethnets birthing pressure imo#i hoped tunuva would break up with her; not granting her a heroic death#i just needed to say it for once finally#the book let me down#but it's okay i guess all my faves will disappoint me in some manner sometimes#anti a day of fallen night#anti day of fallen night#anti esbar#a day of fallen night
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Doom Days IS the best album, wow you have taste!
thank you so much!!! i am fighting against the wild world girlies day and night for her (doom days). The best album, not only by the band bastille, but ever in the history of music <3
#ask#anon#i did a level music so i know about these things btw#i have many many points to back up this point but basically my conclusion is wild world has some better stand alone songs#but as a complete album doom days is superior#like its so much more cohesive to me like the concept is fully realised and executed better and it feels like its been properly edited down#like nothing on that album is filler its all been really well thought out#whereas ww is honestly just too long imo like half the tracklist could just be scrapped#and it would make no difference lol#also it annoys me how ww stans pretend that that album is underrated or ignored#like it isnt the most popular album in the fandom by a fucking mile breaking my silence
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hold it
Pairing: Miguel OâHara x F!Reader
Prompt: Pussy Slapping
Warnings: 18+ MDNI, piv, unprotected sex, praise, subspace but miguel doesnât bring her back (lmk if I forgot anything)
WC: 1.4k
A/N: a few things- not a lot of Spanish cus people made me too nervous abt it. the prompt doesn't really factor into the story that much imo, sorry- not feeling super good abt this one tbh :( (not proofread)
He slaps you again and your teeth dig into your lip to keep your cries in. âKeep it in, sweetheart. Iâm not breeding you so you can waste it all.â You nod frantically at him, aiming to please him as you clench all your muscles and try your best to hold his cum inside. You watch a satisfied smile spread over his face and his fingers come down to your pussy and spread your lips, watching your hole twitch. âThatâs it. There we go, good girl.â
Your entire body is sensitive from how heâs been using you. He came home desperate to breed you and why would you refuse? Once he came in you though, he told you to hold it in, to keep all his cum inside you to ensure it takes, but your weak, post-orgasm body and your post-sex hazed brain couldnât keep up.Â
Youâre laying back on the pillows, one leg over his thighs and heâs sitting halfway between your legs. His eyes are stuck on your pussy, watching the way you quiver to hold his load in, especially with how heâs been teasing you. Heâs mesmerized by the sight, some of his cum already leaking out, a small stream breaking through as you whimper at your lack of control.Â
You try to hold it in but eventually, your body gives up, too over-stimulated by his repeated slaps over your clit, the wet sound it makes when his hand connects with your pussy. He has this teasing, amused smirk on his face every time your body trembles after he hits you. You couldnât handle it. Miguel grabs your thigh thatâs in his lap and spreads you open further, watching as you twitch and let go, letting his cum slide out of you and onto his sheets. Then he slapped your pussy the moment he could see his cum sliding out of you.Â
âI told you to hold it.â His voice is stern, non-negotiable, and sends a shiver down your spine as you tense all your muscles again. He laughs quietly, low and teasing. âIâm just gonna have to fill you again.â
He tuts at you, gives a disappointed sigh, and crawls back between your legs. Youâre deep in subspace, wanting nothing more than to please him and taking his sigh as real, genuine disappointment. Tears well in your eyes and you whimper your apology as he lines himself with your entrance. âMâ sorry, Miguel. I-â Youâre cut off by him sliding inside you, forcing a sob-like moan to fall from your lips. His eyes snap to your face at the sound, heâs climbing up your body and cradling your face within seconds.
âWhatâs this? You wanna stop, sweetheart?â You shake your head vigorously and wrap all your limbs around him, holding him close to you, pressing all his warmth against yours, and leaving pleasured cries in his ear. âCâmon, talk to me, amor.â He hasnât moved inside you but his hands havenât stopped caressing your body. He slides up your back to the base of your neck and gently pulls you away from him. Your eyes are closed, little tears resting on your lashes, chipping away at his heart. You sniffle once and try to tilt up into him, forcing his cock to slide against your walls in the way only he can. Instead, he forces your hips back to the bed with a soft grunt and looks back at you expectantly. So you give in.
âJusâ wanna be good for you, Miggy.â Realization, sadness, and relief course through him. He hadnât noticed you were so far gone, too caught up in his own mission, his need to fill you again and again, but the fact that he missed your needs because they were clouded by his own sends a pang of hurt through his heart. He leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead, nose then lips. You moan sweetly against him, hands instantly coming up to tangle in his hair and pull him closer to you. He pulls away and gives you one more kiss before looking deep into your eyes. âYouâre always good for me, sweetheart. Youâre doing so well for me, baby.âÂ
He feels your clench on him at his words, a soft smile coming to his face at your predictability. You pull him closer to your face, just centimeters from his lips, and grind yourself up into him, earning a gentle moan from his lips. âSee? So perfect, amor.â He thrusts into you, deep and hitting your G-Spot on his first try. His name comes out of your mouth as a shout, your nails dig into his back as you try and stabilize yourself.Â
His hips speed up, starting their more brutal pace, knocking any stray thoughts loose from your head. Heâs fixated on your face, hyper-vigilant to your reactions, making sure youâre enjoying yourself, that heâs giving you everything you need. Heâs already desperate to cum in you, his cock still sensitive from the load he gave you a few minutes ago. Youâre letting out high-pitched, passionate moans into his room, filling the space with sounds of you and your soaked pussy. His cock twitches inside you at the sound and you feel it.Â
You let out a desperate moan and slam your lips into his, wet, needy, and messy. His spit ends up all over your face, youâre just trying to lick at him, into his mouth, over his lips, anything heâll give you. Your desperation has his moaning raggedly into your mouth, his hips slamming into you harder, his tip bruising your cervix as he abuses it. âI love you so much, Miggy.â Your words stab arousal through him like a hot knife, slicing through his entire being. He collapses over you, groaning your name into your neck, almost deafening you with their volume.Â
Youâre always so soft for him, itâs almost painful how much it turns him on. Heâs been slapping and abusing your pussy all night and youâre still so in love. You re-angle his head, forcing him to focus on you, watching the love that youâre pouring into your gaze. Itâs making his balls tingle, and tense when they slap against your ass. âTe amo mĂĄs bebĂŠâ His moan is smooth with the words as they slide from his mouth.
(âI love you more, babyâ)
His muscles draw tight as he cock twitces inside you. âMâgonna fill you up. Gotta-â He tilts your hips toward him, forcing his cock deeper, pressing into your cervix almost painfully and he whimpers at the feeling. â-llegar tan profundo como pueda. Make sure you can keep it all in, bebĂŠ.â His hips begin to stutter and shake against yours as you tighten endlessly around him. Youâre so out of it, all you can feel is the pleasure heâs giving you and your orgasm thatâs about to snap in your stomach. Miguel grinds into you one more time, shaky, slow, and hard. Youâre cumming around him. You moan a garbled version of his name, so loud and wrecked you barely recognize your voice in your ears. The sounds are ravaging Miguel though, theyâre sending shocks through his body and he suddenly canât hold on any longer.Â
(â-get as deep as I canâ)
He hunches over you, forcing his cock deeper, sending a new explosion of pleasure through your body with the sensations. Heâs flooding your wet heat, painting you, coating your walls completely in his seed as he moans your name into the sex-scented air. He mutters love notes to you on repeat as he lets out rope after rope of cum into you. Heâs breathing in his shaky breaths along with the scent of your hair as he presses a soft kiss to the top of your head and pulls out slowly. You whimper at the loss of his stretch and it oddly warms his chest, that you still want him after heâs been with you since he got home.Â
He grabs a little towel on the side of the bed and wipes himself down before turning to do the same to you. Only to find you with your fingers buried deep inside yourself. He would be hard again if he had anything left in him. He basically runs back to your side, wanting an explanation but instead getting an even more erotic scene. Your eyes are on his, looking like youâre pleading for something and he canât decipher what. âWhat is it, baby? Are you okay?â
You nod at him eagerly and little tears well in your eyes. âMâkeepinâ it all in for you, Miggy.â Heâs stunned to silence at your words, unable to believe how deep you are. âTell- Tell me Iâm goodâ? Iâm- Am I being good?â
He almost passes out. He feels his sensitive cock fattening up again. Apparently, he does have something left in him.Â
Thank you so much for reading! If you enjoyed, here's the rest of my Kinktober Works and be sure to check out my Main Masterlist!!
#miguel ohara x reader#miguel smut#miguel spiderman#miguel o'hara#miguel oâhara smut#atsv miguel#miguel spiderverse#miguel x reader#spiderman 2099#miguel ohara#miggy oâhara#miguel o'hara imagine#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o'hara smut#miguel o'hara spider man#spiderman 2099 x reader#spiderman 2099 miguel o'hara#2099#sm 2099#miguel 2099#marvel 2099#miguel o hara#astv miguel#miguel atsv#miguel x you#atsv#kinktober 2023#kinktober#kinktober smut
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Astro observations pt 1
Hey y'all this is my very first post :) Please take it with a grain of salt. These are just my interpretations and observations and a placement could mean million different things on how its being viewed and understood and nothing is sure on how it manifests for you in your chart.
Jupiter in 8th house can mean many things, one of them being your spouse would bring transformative experiences into your life.
2. Scorpio mercuries may have a tendency to over analyze what is being said or always wanting to read between the lines
3. I have seen Pluto in 5th house of all the people who's mothers were dominated. Though this can mean the other way around too, and could be that the mother was dominating.
4. I think other than most people saying Pluto 1st housers go a massive change in appearance, I think it could actually mean that their personality and persona goes a massive change at some point in their life, or its constantly being evolved through learning experiences
5. Venus in 1st house people, are extremely beautiful.
6. Check Asteroid fama (408) and industria(389) if any of these positively aspect your venus, you could get fame for your beauty or work within the beauty industry.
7. Most women with major scorpio/capricorn placements appear intimidating even though it might not be so...but they indeed hold themselves to high regards mostly
8. Having an earth rising in your SR can indicate having a calmer and a predictable year. Nothing chaotic or major. I had Taurus Rising in my SR and I had lost a lot of toxic/chaotic people in my life and things were stable and peaceful throughout. I was on a gap year so I did not make friends either hahaha
9. Having sun/moon in 10th house synastry or 10th house stellium could mean you both together are quite talked about or people are aware towards your feelings towards one another visibly. Sometimes it could also mean, you two's business isnt as private as you think lmao and people are aware on whats happening.
10. Having moon in 10th house in SR can indicate your emotions being extremely visible to everyone, even if you tend to hide them.
11. Libra mars people, might not come off as too masculine but rather a little more in tune with their feminine side (thats cool imo)
12. I think Moon in Gemini people often tend to say "I never said that" when they absolutely said that or "What do you mean" even when its clear what is being talked about lmao.
13. Leo women are usually very outgoing, charismatic and fun imo. Leo anywhere in the big 3 can mean that this side exists to the native though it might be overshadowed by other aspects in the chart. The types to dance at the empty dance floor and then suddenly everyone wants to dance lol
14. I was watching Nat Geo a long time ago and saw how lioness protect their children from the Lions and often go hunting. I think all mothers are protective of their children but for Leo women, its on another level lol. Also, they might like taking pride in their children and providing for their children. Not as in boasting, but just genuinely taking pride.
15. Cancer men and the love for their mothers. NEVER met a single cancer guy who did not have a lot of love for their mother.
16. Sag placements usually Sun and risings usually have a very comforting presence. Even it maybe like you met them for the first time, they can make you feel grounded and comfortable. Very non judgmental too.
17.If you have Saturn in 6th house, please try having a routine even if you might dread it lol
18. Capricorn moon men usually have very traditional or maybe orthodox beliefs about how women should be. I have seen that a lot.
20. Taurus Mars may like slow recreational activities like cooking.
21. Wanna know how you would react during a break up? See your moon+8th house sign. Example, a Leo moon with 8th house in cancer would be extremely emotional and everybody would know.
22. Girls with Libra Sun, Rising or MC may really like makeup and have good fashion sense.
23. Having your moon sign same like your mothers sun sign may indicate some kind of special connection between two of you. It could be that you understand her much better or could be that you don't get along at all too? idk there is something much special about it.
24. Sun in 10th house could mean your dad had a status in society. Could also mean, your birth could bring him luck in his career.
25. Jupiter in second house people usually come from wealth or hold potential to create generational wealth.
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The Apartment Across The Street - Sukuna x Reader
In the short time he watches her, he learns 3 new things: 1. She has a mirror on the left side of the window. 2. She is completely unaware of how easily someone could see her in all her half-naked glory. 3. Sukuna could overpower her if it came down to it.
Or maybe itâs 4 things. From the beating of his heart and the warm rushing feeling heading towards his dick, he learns the drug he thought he needed might not be a drug at all.
Words: 6.7k
Tags - 18+ MDNI, No Use of Y/N, No Curses, Set in late 90s/early 00s, Smut, Angst, High Sex, Missionary, Degredation, Marijuana, Slight x Toji (I can't help myself)
WARNINGS - Dead Dove, Dark, Non-Con/Dub-con, Breaking and Entering, Sukuna and Toji are criminals, Sukuna's a hitman, Choking, Violence
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author's note: Heyyyy! Okay I went a little too hard like I always do so this is a bit long and (imo) it get's a little intense so be warned. I hope you enjoy hopefully I have some motivation to keep writing. art cred: @innaillus
That apartment used to be empty.
Sukuna hadnât been home in a week. He doesnât mind. Heâs learned to not have too many hopes or expectations in this line of work. Besides, he prefers being his own boss. He accepts contracts when he needs money then heâs off until it runs out. Doesnât matter if they take days or even weeks.
Shorter jobs like this one werenât his treat. They donât pay as much as he likes, but it works out. These apartments were a bit shitty, they didnât cost too much. And, he was right in the middle of the city. Easy to meet clients. The clubs went on all night long. Which is exactly how late he was out when he was home. Actually, he was planning to go out tonight. Meet up with Toji and see if he canât get a woman in his bed by 2 am.
He wondered how long it would take to see his newest neighbor. The way the apartments in the complex are built, you could easily see into your neighborâs bedroom. 'State guidelines say blinds arenât required. You buy them,' was the response he received when he brought the problem up to the landlord. A lot of people invested in curtains, maybe they hadnât bought any yet. He saw a bed, but it seems to be the only thing theyâve managed to set up. There were a couple boxes with flaps wide open sitting beside it.
After a few more moments of rumination, he closed his curtain and laid down on his bed waiting for a text to come over. In truth, he couldn't wait to see who was unlucky enough to be his new window neighbor. The last one didnât go too well. They also didnât invest in curtains and he isnât entirely sure if heâs the reason they moved out, but heâs sure they didnât appreciate catching his stare multiple times a day. And that one time at midnight.
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All it took was the next morning.
Sukunaâs eyes crept open and he stared towards the ceiling. The girl he brought home last night was dead asleep and naked on his chest. He yawned and wiped his face tiredly. He nudged the girl off of him a bit, then sat up on the side of his bed. Ugh, he felt like shit. Toji always went entirely too hard when they went out, but Sukuna doesnât mind. He has nowhere to be. Nothing to do.Â
He got up and stretched then walked to the bathroom. As he completed his morning routine, he pondered about what today would behold for him. This is another reason he hated short jobs. Sukuna loves free time, but only if thereâs something to do with it. There never really is.
He could kill that girl in his bedroom. In fact, he could have killed any girl he brought home since he moved in half a year ago. But the last time he made his job his hobby, it didnât go so well for him. It was too close of a call, and getting arrested for murder just isnât worth it. He could spend a couple months in the pen, not years at a time.
He spat out his toothpaste. Life was so fucking mundane. He had no life goals, barely any friends, his little brother hates him, and he works alone. All things he doesnât actually care about, but shit, when is he going to get some excitement? Nothing gets him going anymore.
He needs something that will make him feel. A drug of some sort? But that doesnât seem right to him. Even now as he walks back in the room staring at the woman in his bed, he feels nothing. If she woke back up and decided she wanted to have sex with him, he would say yes, but only because itâs something to do. Heâs not feeling any particular way about her.
The moment he sat back down on the bed, she started shifting around. A few seconds later, she lifts her head and yawns. âGood morning.â She giggles, she leans over and kisses his cheek. Sukuna grunts.
The girl looks around the dark room. âIt is morning, right?â She doesnât let him answer before she stands up and opens the curtains. âOh wow,â she exclaims. âI can see directly into your neighborâs room.â She says. He still doesnât get up, just hums at her.
âSheâs cute though.â
Sukuna perks up upon hearing that. âOh yeah? I havenât seen her yet. Sheâs new.â
This was the first time since theyâve met that she said something interesting, but unfortunately for him, she drops the subject immediately and walks back into bed, leaving the curtains open. Sukuna holds back his sigh. Does he really want to spend the rest of his morning with this girl? It was half past 8. Way too early.
âI'm going to start getting ready for work,â he says without skipping a beat. She stops in her tracks and blinks at him, clearly not expecting that. Itâs silent for a few moments. Sukunaâs not sure what sheâs waiting on, but if itâs for him to say heâs kidding or let her stay, sheâs sorely mistaken.
âOh, I thought you were contracted,â she says nervously.
âI only work when I feel like it, gorgeous.â Sukuna inwardly curses himself for his suave nature. âYeah. I got a contract. In an hour.â
His curtness and annoyed expression did good to make her feel completely and totally unwanted. The girl awkwardly smiled at him. âOh, ha ha. YeahâŚokay.â Sukuna got up and walked out of the room. Give her a little space to feel like shit while she gets ready to leave. He makes himself a cup of coffee, his face still that same blank expression even after he hears her rushing out the door from behind him. When sheâs gone he takes himself back into his room.
He walks up to his window to close the curtains once more until someone catches his eye. He freezes and his eyebrows shoot upwards. That girl was right. She was cute. And he had the perfect view of her. She seemed to be posing or checking herself out. Sukuna wasnât sure which one it was, but he hoped she didnât stop. That bikini she had on was doing wonders for her, and him.
Something was off. Looking at her made himâŚtense. His hands were gripping the curtains, he was biting the inside of his cheek, his leg was shaking; Was it anxiety? No, sheâs not making him nervous. What heâs feeling is euphoric. He likes it. He wants to grip her bare waist and squeeze her until she bruises.
In the short time he watches her, he learns 3 new things: 1. She has a mirror on the left side of her window. 2. She is completely unaware of how easily someone could see her in all her half-naked glory. 3. Sukuna could overpower her if it came down to it. Or maybe itâs 4 things. From the beating of his heart and the warm rushing feeling heading towards his dick, he learns the drug he thought he needed might not be a drug at all.
-
It doesnât take long after that to finally meet her.
Before taking his most recent job, Sukuna had nearly consumed everything in his fridge. What was left was now finished and he spent a lot of his morning sulking at a half empty milk carton, his breakfast for the day. He hated eating out, it messed with his figure.
The local grocery wasn't too bad of a walk from his place, although he hated carrying everything back. He always bought a few necessities and a few ingredients to quickly whip something up for his dinner. Today, heâd have to bulk up if he doesnât want to keep coming back.
As much as he hated the public, shopping never seemed to be a problem for him. He was tall and intimidating, he never smiled, he was always tense; people tended to avoid him like the plague. He appreciated it. But, as he enters the frozen meal aisle with his cart half full he wishes that just for a moment, he looked approachable. Then, this would be much easier.
There she was, in sweatpants and a cropped tube top, looking at the frozen pizzas. She looked like she had been home all day. She was much cuter now that he could see her better. A lot cuter. Sheâs pretty as hell.
Thank goodness, too. He already knew what her body looked like, what with her constantly taking pictures of herself in front of the window. She liked to play dress up, she would try on entirely different outfits before she was satisfied. Pretty soon, the colors of her bras and panties would be ingrained into his memory.
He stood there looking her up and down for a few more seconds before he started browsing once more. Although he really was looking for food he wanted, he used this opportunity to slowly get closer to her. He pretended to be interested in some frozen broccoli and he snuck a look at her. To his surprise, and enjoyment, she had done the same. When they made eye contact, she jerked and looked away. A couple moments after that, she grabbed her food and walked away into another aisle.
Sukuna chuckled to himself. She wouldnât get away that easily. He dropped the broccoli in his cart and followed after her. He hadnât seen which aisle sheâd gone into, so he kept walking down and looking into each one until he found her trying to get some chips from a high shelf. He smiled upon seeing her struggle. Maybe this would be easier than he thought.
He managed to walk right up behind her and reach for the chips she was trying to get before she got startled. She gasped a bit and looked up at him. He looked down at her. Fuck, she was pretty. His heart started to pound, he could practically salivate at the idea of taking her home.
He hands her the chips before she can say anything, then walks away. Before heâs out of her sight he hears her say, âThank you so much.â
Her cadence, the velvety softness of her voice; it made him want to drop to his knees. How sweet would she sound if he bit into her neck? How soft is her yelp when she stubs her toe? How shrill is her scream when sheâs in pain?
Her appreciation made him stop in his tracks. He turned over his shoulder to look at her. She seemed nervous and her eyes were uncertain. Sukuna began to feel restless. So many ideas of what he could do to her if he got her alone were rushing through his mind and she was none the wiser. This aisle has been empty and no one has come by. He could take her right now.
Instead, he looks her up and down. âYeah, sure.â And then he walks away with his shopping. He leaves wondering when next theyâll meet, she does the same as she watches his back.
-
âStill havenât called the maintenance guy, huh? Lazy jackass.â
Sukuna turns his head to the side and glares at his unwanted guest. Toji may have been his best friend, but that doesnât mean he didnât want to break his fat neck and bury him in the park. Besides, that title meant jack shit. They met in jail and Toji helped him get on his feet when Sukunaâs sentence was up. Toji never really left him alone and Sukuna stayed because his family was rich. If anything, they were close acquaintances who had sex sometimes.
Speaking of Tojiâs money, the asshole grew up in an affluent family which means his standards were a bit too high for the humble abode that Sukuna prefers. It was probably the most annoying part about him. He was complaining about the door to the bathroom. It didnât close correctly so you had to force it shut. Something that just isnât enough of a problem to be bothered to try and fix.
âStop coming over if it annoys you so much,â Sukuna responds, taking another drag from their second blunt for the morning. He was finally starting to feel something from it and he didnât want to hear Toji whining about bullshit.
âNah, I think Iâll keep coming. Especially with your fine ass neighbor.â Toji walked away again, not seeing Sukunaâs head jerk towards him. What was he talking about? Sukuna didnât tell him about her. Did he see her?
âWhy the fuck are you in my room?â He gets up to follow behind him. Sukuna looks down the hallway and sees both his room and the bathroom doors wide open. The bathroom was empty. âGet out.â
He starts walking towards his room door but jumps back when Toji rushes out of it. âCome look at this,â he says, grabbing his arm.
Toji had this crazed grin on his face and he was tugging him along impatiently. âWhat the hell are you-â Sukunaâs words die in his throat as he gazes upon what had Toji so excited. It was his beautiful neighbor changing in front of her mirror again except, there was a big problem. She had never been completely naked before.
Holy shit, her body could stop a truck. Sukuna let his jaw drop. His eyes raked her from her breasts to her legs. She would turn around occasionally, walk back and forth in front of the window, oh he loved the way her tits bounced. He wanted her on top of him, his dick sliding in and out of her while he latched onto her nipple.
âSheâs sexy as fuck, huh?â Sukunaâs unceremoniously snapped out of his trance by Tojiâs comment. He turns his head towards him looking at his smile and twinkling eyes. âShe do this all the time? Does she even know?â Toji gasps and looks him in the eye. âDoes she do it on purpose?â
Iâm that moment, a switch had flipped inside of Sukuna. Toji was watching her before he brought him in here. He saw her naked first. He shouldnât have seen her at all. The warm swarm of butterflies in his abdomen had fluttered away, a feeling of rage building in his heart instead. She was Sukunaâs to look at, not Tojiâs.
To answer his question, Sukuna shrugs. Then, they both turn towards her again only to make eye contact with her. They see her gasp, cover herself and shriek before running from the window. âFuck,â they say in unison before shutting the curtain.
âI blame you for that,â Toji says despite both of them being at fault. He puts his hands in his pockets and walks out of the room. âWhereâs the blunt?â
Toji may have forgotten about that little encounter, but Sukuna doesnât think he can forget anytime soon. He hates that Toji got to see her like that. They still havenât spoken more than once to each other, and now she knows heâs a pervert that stares at her through their windows. Sukuna scowls at the ground then slams his hand into the wall. Sheâll leave soon just like the last one did, but this time, he doesnât want to accept that as a possibility.
He gives himself time to calm down before joining Toji again. He canât bring work home again.
-
It was over.
He saw her once after that incident. Waiting for Toji to pick him up for the night, he stood outside the local gas station smoking a cigarette. Sheâd been on his mind since. She invested in curtains, unfortunately. She was really uncomfortable. Heâs not even sure if sheâs left the apartment.
Thinking about what happened made him furious. If Toji hadnât gone into his room he would have never seen her. Oh he just canât shut the hell up about the shape of her ass and how he would let her suffocate him with her gorgeous thighs. Sukuna sighed, her thighs were gorgeous werenât they?
She was a missed opportunity. There are so many ways he could have started something with her. Itâs not like she didnât like him, had they met again before that, heâs sure he could have gotten her number. Usually, missing out on a woman wasnât that bothersome, but she was different for him. He looked forward to beating his dick under the windowsill while she tried on clothes. His imagination wasnât bad, but by the time he came in his hands, his dick was red and sore and his arm was tired.
His memory is not enough. He wants her.
He looks at the time on his watch. A quarter âtil midnight. He rolls his eyes. Tojiâs always late. A quick snack is in order.
Sukuna mindlessly stares at the powdered donuts wondering if he really feels like fucking up his clothes and having dirty fingers. He hates club bathrooms, the one here is just as bad, and he doesnât want to lick his fingers. Maybe he wonât. But right before he decides to leave, the door opens. He turns his head upon hearing the small ring of a bell, but doesnât pay attention to the culprit until theyâre in the same aisle. âOh shit,â he said before he could stop himself.
He tries to look away before she notices, but itâs too late. He looks back at her and grimaces. The girl is shaken to her core. Poor thing is afraid. And while Sukuna feels a bit bad about making such a cutie so frightened, it kind ofâŚwarms his heart. She takes in a deep breath and twists back around. She doesnât even buy anything. She just leaves.
He almost chases her. He stands in the aisle still reveling in her presence. He breathes deeply thinking about how nice it felt to have such power over someone. Hm.
Sukuna leaves the store only a few moments after her. Tojiâs BMW was running next to a pump as he got out of the car. âOh shit, there you are.â He grins. âGuess who I just saw.â
âI know. She was running from me.â Sukuna says, getting into the passenger seat.
Toji cackles while driving away. âDamn, so sheâs scared of us, huh?â Sukuna shrugs. âShe looked like it. Girl was huffing it. ActuallyâŚshe ran down the street towards where weâre going.â
Sukuna raises a brow at him. Toji doesnât say anything and just keeps smiling. âSo?â
He turns on his beamers and slows down as he drives between the apartment buildings. Sukunaâs eyes widen as he realizes just what Tojiâs trying to do. And soon his lips follow. Just up ahead was a figure with a hoodie walking very quickly. They turn around and immediately shield their eyes from the bright lights. It was her.
She seemed confused at first, and the bright light contrasted with the darkness of the night blinded her from seeing who was in the car. However, she didnât stop walking or slow down. She decided to mind her business instead. It could be anyone. Anyone. Even though it was the same car waiting at the gas station.
Despite her telling herself that sheâs okay, she couldnât help but notice how they were matching her speed. And that once they had gotten right behind her, the window was rolled down. And that she still had a block left to go.
âAy,â Sukuna shouted from behind her, effectively terrifying her. She turned to see his smile and upon further investigation, she saw Tojiâs from the driverâs seat. Oh no. âYou canât say hi? You scared of me?â He taunts.
She ran.
-
And that was the worst thing she could have done.
There have been a few recent instances that made her question her move to this city. She was hoping to start a new life, away from her family, away from her ex, make some new friends; she didnât think she would be planning to move out after a couple months.
That manâŚshe didnât know what the hell his problem was. Why did he and his friend follow her out of the gas station? Was he crazy? Did she do something to him? Since they followed her, sheâs been racking her mind trying to figure out what the hell she did to deserve this. Before that, she had only ever spoken to him once at the grocery store. He was extremely intimidating, but she was intrigued by him. She didnât mean to stare, but he was very attractive. Clearly he had seen it as some sort of invitation. Maybe he followed her into that aisle and it wasnât just an act of kindness.
Coming home after work had become so much more nerve wracking. In fact, coming out of her unit brings her horrible anxiety. Sheâs constantly looking over her shoulder. Tries to pretend the building across doesnât even exist. She doesnât understand what took her so long to get curtains; it just wasnât a priority for her. Either way, she didnât deserve to be punished for her forgetfulness.
Sheâs in a weird position where the longer she goes without seeing him, the more worried she becomes even though she never wants to see him or his friend again. Currently, she was in the elevator heading up to her apartment. She was catching her breath and trying to relax now that she was safe. She does this everyday now.
She couldnât wait to be home. The entire day sheâs been feeling like complete crap. Her heart refused to leave her stomach. She dropped so many cups behind the bar that she spent more time sweeping and wiping up drinks than making them. And she was on the verge of tears the entire time. It was nice to be home, but she wondered how bad it would be tomorrow.
In fact, it was so bad today that although she was physically relaxed, her brain just wouldnât be quiet. It kept telling her to stay alert, that there was still something waiting for her. She tried her best to ignore it and enjoy her night. She was going to kick off her shoes, rip off all her clothes, warm up her leftovers and hit her bong. She was off tomorrow and she is not planning on leaving her room at all.
She messed with her keys when she approached her door. All the apartments had two locks, a deadlock and a lock on the handle, but she was looking for another that she could attach herself. The home goods store near her didnât have any promising ones, so she had to wait on a shipment.
She reached for the handle to unlock it. Her hand twisted the lever and she retracted it immediately. Her heart starts racing once more, but then she realizes the door was still closed. When she canât get the door open, she sighs in relief. The deadlock was still intact and locked. The apartments are just shitty.
As relieved as she was in that moment, this just meant she had another problem to deal with. She couldnât go with one of her locks not working, especially not the handle. In fact, maybe sheâll deal with it tonight. She does have tools and she can be pretty handy when she needs to be.
Like she wanted to, she kicks off her shoes and rips off her jacket. She almost takes off her clothes before she notices a certain smell in the air. Her apartment smelled of weed, but it smelled like someone was actively smoking right at that moment. Maybe it was her next door neighbor.
She walks through her silent home. Maybe she should get a cat. There are quite a few friendly strays around. She could afford-
What was that noise?
A bump. In her bedroom.
What could it have been? Had her worst fears come true?
No. Itâs not possibleâŚso why had that sinking feeling returned in full force? There was nothing in her room. There was no one in her roomâŚ
-
Toji had broken the lock for him. 'Just record it for me,' was his end of the bargain.
The place was just as cute as he thought it was. She still had a lot of things unpacked, and she hadnât gotten a couch for the living room. Hm. He wonders if she really is planning on leaving. That would not be good.
He would want her to stay, but if she can get away from him, at least heâll get a taste of her.
She leaves her weed out. HmâŚhe would enjoy this better if he were high. And heâll make her smoke too.Â
When he heard her coming closer to her room, he put the bong down and stood up. Her room was small and it was pitch black, the only light coming from the embers in the bowl. He hit her closet door and she heard it. Fuck. He hopes she doesnât get a weapon out.
And she didnât. This girl isâŚsomething else.
He hides right behind the door in between the wall and the hinges. Then, he waited quietly and patiently until she slowly opened the door and turned on the light. And before she could try to look around, he slammed the door shut behind her.
-
It all happened in a second.
She heard the door slam and time froze. She told herself then and there, that she was going to die tonight. She knew who her killer would be before she turned around. Did she even want to?
She didnât have a choice, her body reacted before she could think. All she saw was a small scowl, he had brown eyes, but they looked tainted with blood. His hands, his large hands, shot towards her head and before she could scream he trapped her mouth shut. His other hand gripped the back of her head.
She fought him as violently as she could. She scratched his face, pulled his hair, tried to poke him in the eyes; but he was quick to show her that he was much stronger than her. He pulls his hand off of her mouth and smacks her across the face. She can only scream for a second before his hand is back on her mouth and he pushes her into the bed.
Sukuna takes his hand off of the back of her head and squeezes her neck. He still holds her mouth shut. She gets weaker and weaker as the oxygen leaves her brain. He leans down towards her face to speak to her. âYou want to live?â
Tears had long been streaming down her face, but this is the point where she finally breaks down wailing. She lets her arms fall and Sukuna loosens his grip on her neck. But only slightly. She takes a deep breath and cries into his hand. âAnswer me,â he says. âCome on, pretty girl.â
She cries a bit more before nodding her head in defeat. âI know. Youâre gonna do what I say?â
She nods again. âYouâre not gonna scream when I take my hand off?â She sniffles and sobs again. âBecause you want to fucking live, right? Right?â He tightens his grip on her neck again. She kicks her feet and nods as best as she can. âGo turn off your light and turn on your lamp. Youâre gonna smoke with me.â
He gets off her and watches her to make sure she does what he asks. It takes her a minute, she lays there quietly sobbing and wiping her tears while Sukuna takes another hit of her bong, but eventually she gets up to turn on her lamp, then flip her light switch. âLock the door too. I like the feeling of extra privacy when Iâm taking a woman to bed.â
-
He disgusts her.
He forces her to take several long hits that had her in horrible coughing fits. And of course, it wasnât long before she was completely inebriated. She couldnât really move too much, or think too much. But even though she was out of commission, she could hear every word Sukuna said to her.
He talked her ear off about how heâd been looking at her for a week before they met at the grocery store. All the way up until she realized just how exposed she was from catching him and his friend staring. It was her fault, is what he said. He said she was stupid to not think anyone could see her. She should have gotten blinds or curtains when she moved in. A fucking dumbass bitch.
Thatâs how she felt.
He taunted her as he watched her take her clothes off. His dick was already in his hand, he had been hard for a while. Imagining his dick finally pounding into her as he squeezes the life out of her.
âI think you wanted someone to watch you,â he said to her. She hung onto every word he said, answered every question he had. âYouâre an attention seeking slut, arenât you? Nod your head.â And she did. âWhatâs your name?â And she told him. âTake that shit off faster and come hit this again.â
She was completely out of it, but instead of floating, she sank. She sunk deeper into the bedsheets, Sukuna weighing her down with every word. Every stroke of his hand on her thigh, every lick on her neck and collarbone, every bite on her chest. When he reached down between her legs and stroked her clit, she moaned, then cried in shame.
âShhhh,â he whispered in her ear from behind her. âYouâre gonna love me. And if youâre good I wonât hurt you.â He kisses her ear, then nibbles on it. He leaves a trail of wet kisses down the side of her neck. She cries and shakes, twisting her head away from him as best as she could. Sukunaâs hands explore her body eagerly. He canât decide whether he wants to grip her hips or play with her nipples. She was so soft, just as he imagined.
He flips her onto her back. âLook at me, baby.â She opens her eyes only slightly, her tears blurring her vision completely before falling. He takes his hand to cup her cheek and wipe them with his thumb. As she gazed upon his naked body on top of hers, she accepts her fate: this man was going to rape then kill her.
He looked deranged. His brows were knit together with a lopsided grin. Her body is racked with sobs once more. âItâs okay,â he tells her. âShhhh.â He slowly brings his thumb wet with salty tears to her mouth. She tries to pull her head away, but he quickly attaches his hands back to her mouth and head then he leans down towards her. âI thought you said you wanted to live.â
Sheâs actually not sure at this point. Does she want to live with this trauma? Does she want to continue being this manâs neighbor for him to torture however he sees fit? Does she want to have to look at his building every single day living in fear that heâll do it again? Living in fear of his friend getting any bright ideas?
âJust relax.â He lets go of her head and goes for her neck. She moans as he bites and sucks on it, making sure to leave a mark reminding her of what he did. It wonât be the only one.
Sukuna slowly takes his hands and lifts both of her legs in the air. He licks his fingers while looking at her, then bites his lip as he plays with her clit once more. She breathes harder and harder with every rub. They donât break eye contact, it does something to him. Heâs reveling in her fear. Her eyes were shot, her mascara and eyeliner running down her face. It made her look even more beautiful. She was making him feral.
Sukunaâs dick was an angry scarlet and dripped precum all over her leg where it rested. He was big and it scared her even more. As his eyes explored her body, he got hungrier and hungrier. He slides a finger inside of her and starts pumping. Her pussy was slick with her arousal.
âFuck,â he whispered putting in another finger. He pumped his fingers hard enough to make her wetness splash. She threw her head back and arched her chest into the air. She sounded just as sweet as he thought she would. She was turning out to be everything he wanted and more. He wasnât waiting any longer.
He yanked his fingers out of her and searched her bedside table for his camcorder. She whined when he removed himself from her and watched him. Sukuna pressed record.
âSay hi to Toji,â he told her, sticking the lens in her face. She closes her eyes and tries to avoid the camera. He grips her chin with his fingers and forces her head forward. âAinât she pretty?â Sukuna pulls away from her face to record her body. He takes her tit in his hand to play with. He jiggles and pulls on her nipple before smacking it. When she squealed he did it again.
âHeâs gonna love watching me fuck the shit out of you.â Sukuna sat and balanced the recorder on her nightstand perfectly angled to show their torsos and hips. He gets back on the bed to grab her waist and pull her towards his. He groaned when he felt his dick rub against her pussy. âYou know who Iâm talking about, right? My friend? You know he saw you before I did.â
He pauses to spit into his hand and starts jerking his throbbing shaft. âI wanted to kill that fucker.â Sukuna leans over once more and kisses her several times before capturing her lips in one long and forceful kiss. He rubs his dick against her entrance as he does this, with a desperate moan from both of them to accompany it. Sukuna rests his forehead against hers. âTell me youâre mine.â His eyes are fiery, and she doesnât wish to find out what will happen if she fails to do what he asks.
His tip begins to poke through her entrance. She whimpers and he brings his head down and bites her lip. âCome onâŚâ
âIâm yours-â He finally starts tucking his dick into her. The feeling of being inside her was heaven on Earth. He wasnât ashamed of how loudly he moaned. She was louder anyway. They always are. Even when they donât want it.
âMy name is Sukuna.â She takes all of him like a fucking champ. And looks good as fuck while doing it. And her voiceâŚ
âIâm yours, Sukuna.â
A tear ran down her cheek. The dragging of his dick against her walls was nothing like sheâs ever felt before. It felt so good, but she was the unhappiest sheâd ever been. Sheâs terrified and unsure if sheâll live to see tomorrow. He says he wonât kill her if sheâs good, but what does good even mean to him?
She knows thereâs nothing she really could have done to avoid what was currently happening to her. This man- no, Sukuna, saw her when she was first moved in and decided then and there that he wanted to rape her. No matter what he claims about her being rude and ignoring him when he helped her. And yet, she blames herself.
If she had just gotten curtains or blinds early enough, then maybe she could have avoided him. Or maybe she wouldnât have existed to him at all. At least he wouldnât have known what floor she was on or her room. Maybe he wouldnât have known what building she was in.
She was so fucking stupid.
-
He repeated that all night.
âStupid fucking bitch,â he would mutter under his breath. âChanging in front of a window, thinking no oneâs gonna see you? Posing in mirrors and shit?â He fucked her at a smooth and steady rythym, she was soaking wet and splashing all over his stubble. The sheets were damp underneath. âOh yeah. You like it when I talk to you like that?â She couldnât stop herself from crying in humiliation.
He asked her to cry louder for âTojiâ, which she did, and he proceeded to smack her across the face for being too loud.
He felt amazing, he pushed her legs into her chest and hammered into her. She cried into his mouth as she came all over him. Her pussy squeezing his member drive him insane and before he knew it he was cumming inside her. âFuckâŚâ He pulled out and jerked the rest of his cum onto her pussy and thighs. He quickly grabbed the camera to show Toji, with the flash on.
âLook at that shit,â Sukuna made sure to examine her at every angle. He pushed his finger into her and chuckled when she moaned. His index was covered with his cum and he brought it and the camera up to her body and face.
She was completely tired out. She couldnât move, she couldnât speak, she could barely even lift her eyelids. Sukuna kissed at her like a dog, then maneuvered the camera to her face. Her face was soaked with tears and spit. Her makeup had smudged everywhere and ran down her cheeks. Her hair was a mess, and she ached everywhere.
Her mouth hung open and Sukuna proceeded to jam his finger into it. He used it to pull her head back over to him and made out with her. Then, his dick started poking her ass.
She had no idea what time last night they were finally done, talk less of when she actually fell asleep. He smoked a blunt after the whole thing, sat her up so he could make her smoke too. He found her liquor cabinet. The night got worse.
She puked her guts out then fell asleep on the floor, but now she was in her bed trapped underneath him. They were both naked. She was sore as the day was long. He snores next to her. Holy fucking hell. Sheâs alive. Why is she alive?
She starts breathing heavily and looking around her room. She doesnât know what to do. She didnât think she would still be here.
In a flash, heâs up. His hand is over her mouth, and his eyes are staring into hers. He has a poker face. She shakes in his clutches and her eyes fill with tears already. âRelax. Listen to me. I know what youâre planning.â
What? What is he- âI dare you to fucking try and move away from me. I will follow you and ruin your life.â
âYou said you were mine last night? Then youâre mine. Youâll do what I say, and Iâll do as I please with you. Do you understand?â
All she could do was nod. What could she say? She was planning on moving despite not having the money for it. She would have to save up. And now that heâs shown her what heâs capable of, why would she take the risk?Â
Why is this happening to her? What did she do to deserve this? Want a better life for herself?
-
Sukuna was pleased with how the morning was going.
She was sitting on a stool in her dining room watching him make them breakfast with an ice pack on her face and a blanket over her body. She didnât know what to think.
Suddenly, he perks up and turns towards her. âYou got a phone, pretty?âÂ
She could throw up again. She swallows and points towards the hall . âMy room,â her voice was hoarse and weak. âOn the other side of the bed.â
He pauses and blinks at her. She gets scared again wondering what she did wrong this time. He turns the heat off. âYouâre coming with me.â
Toji answers in a flash. âSo, how was it?â
âYouâre gonna like what you see.â He turns towards where sheâs sitting on the bed. âIsnât that right?â Sheâs not amused.
âAre youâŚare you with the bitch right now?â Toji asks.
âYeah,â Sukuna makes his voice dreamy. âWeâre going steady.â
ending a/n: Please lmk what you think ! Thank you for reading !
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carlossainz55: thanks for all the support guys, pleased to say all is good and Iâm recovering well so far. gutted to miss the race but Iâll be back on the track soon! biggest thanks goes to yn for dropping everything and travelling halfway around the world to be here with me - she makes a brilliant nurse đđ
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carlossainz55: back on the course doing what I love, an easy eighteen holes đđťâłď¸
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ynusername: um I donât think this is quite what the consultant meant when he said easy exercise đ¤
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carlossainz55: back to full power soon, stepping up the recovery and fully focused on being back in the car soon đŞđť
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username24: gym photos of carlos never get old
username25: and there he is back on the bike again đ
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username27: I actually just squealed in excitement seeing these, now everyoneâs staring at me
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alex_albon: ffs stop showing off how ripped you are
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in a moment you and i
kim minji x fem!reader ; angst, fluff
synopsis: minji has two side hustles, one of them is swinging around the city and saving people and the other is admiring you from afar. little does she know, youâre also admiring her -- not that you're aware of it.
warnings: minji is spiderwoman!! and really just a nerd under that suit ; a very pretty, oblivious, adorable nerd ; blood and violence ; pining, slowburn kinda ; ending is a lil rushed and pacing is wack imo (sooory) ; wtv else i didnât mention
a/n: i think its funny how she's mj (minji) but spiderwoman in this anyways I kekeke lmao lol ijbol thinking ab her in those fuckass (adorable beautiful amazing lovely cute) black frames,,,
kim minji might just be one of the smartest students in her class â sheâs also the sleepiest one these days.
she is two seconds away from falling asleep in class because some people canât seem to go a second without breaking the law, and the only web-slinging person who can stop them is her.
why would anyone break into ador labs at two in the morning on a weekday? because of this, minji had to spring out of bed in the dead of night, battling a gang of thieves for nearly two exhausting hours. by the time she had webbed them to the wall, called the police, and swung back home, she only had three hours before she had to be up again.
she even got pestered by hanni for taking so long while she waited outside the house. the younger girl had to wait a few extra minutes because minji had woken up late, itâs not like she wanted to lose a few hours of sleep. when she explained to hanni why she had applied concealer on the walk to school (hanni had been the first to know about everything going on with her and why her hands were sticking to everything the day after her little spider incident), the younger girl nodded and relented.
minjiâs eyelids grow heavier with each blink, and soon enough they donât open again as she falls asleep on her palm. minjiâs already caught up with this unit, it wonât hurt to sleep a bit anyway â just a few minutes.
a few minutes fades into twenty and her head falls to her forearm in the middle of her nap.
âright, that wraps up class for today everyone. chapter thirteen is your homework, weâll have a small quiz next class on it.â mr. lee says right as the bell rings. he looks over to minji, sighing as everyone starts to pack their bags. âand someone please wake up minji.â
no one seems to hear him, no one but you.
you catch minji near the window in the second row from the front. her hair falls over her face and only her nose pokes out, but you can see a little bit of her eye from where youâre standing. the empty seat hints that danielle isnât here today, usually sheâd be the one to wake minji up.
âhey, iâll catch up with you later, okay?â you say to jungwon, who smiles and nods before rushing out the class.Â
mr. lee doesnât seem to notice minji, too absorbed in something on his laptop and the papers scattered across his desk. you walk over and tap her onceâno response. you try again, with the same result. finally, you lightly grip her shoulder and give her a gentle shake to wake her up.
"huh, what? danielle?" minji mumbles, sitting up and blinking slowly. she turns over, eyes still closed, and fixes her hair. when she finally opens her eyes again, sheâs surprised to see you. her eyes widen slightly, and she feels a surge of nervousness. "oh, y/n."
âmorning!â you grin, then point to the papers and folder on her desk. âyou need help with those? the bell just rang.â
âdid it?â
âyeah, a minute ago.â
minji sighs, fixing the black glasses she has on her face. you look at her, still, with a smile on your face and raised brows.Â
âi donât need help, you should get to class.â
âyou sure? please, i insist.â
âiââ minji wonders if sheâs still dreaming, the l/n y/n is offering her help and smiling at her â kim minji.Â
ever since you two were first paired for a small project in eighth-grade science, sheâs always felt giddy near you. in minjiâs mind, youâre some angel from heaven. she has you on an imaginary pedestal that towers above the tallest buildings in the city. youâre on the tennis team, you volunteer, youâre smart, youâre in student government, and youâre so gorgeous that minji canât think straight around you.Â
unfortunately for her, half the school feels the same way, making you an unattainable fantasy. still, minji admires you from afar, blushing at the mere mention of your name and gushing about you to her friends, who never miss an opportunity to tease her about her obvious crush.
âum, yeah, thanks.â minji mutters, gulping as you begin to put her papers in a stack and place them in her folder neatly.
âdanielle isnât here today, is that right?â
âu-um, no.â
âaw, thatâs a shame.â
minji tries her best to stay sane in your presence, putting all her attention on the psychology textbook that sheâs shoving in her bag. âmhm.âÂ
you hand minji her blue folder adorned with various stickers sheâs collected and she takes it nervously. you smile one more time, placing a hand on her shoulder and she think she might blow up.Â
âyou should get more sleep.â
âyeah, definitely.âÂ
âiâll see you around, bye minji.â you wave your hand and turn to leave, minjiâs lips part as she stays stuck in place, trying to regain her composure.
â
âdude, you have likeâ three classes with her. are you ever going to make a move orâŚ?âÂ
hanniâs voice is small and faint as she looks at you from across the lobby. the bell has just rung, and everyone is free to leave, but hanni and minji always wait for their two underclassmen theyâve basically adopted to hang out after school.
âhm?â
the younger girl groans, âcâmon, weâre seniors! just stop thinking and go do something! youâve liked her for years.â
âsheâs probably not even gay! sheâs always with jungwonâŚâ
âthey look like friends to me.â hanni crosses her arms and looks over at you. youâre in a little group with jimin, ningning, and wonyoung, conversing with them and giggling here and there. âsheâs not even with jungwon right now.â
âthatâsâ oh my god, be real.â minji sighs, then turns away to look at hanni dead in the eye. âi unironically take pictures for the yearbook and am in the book club. i donât know, iâm not eye catching or known or fucking drool worthy.â
âgirl, change that then!â
hyein and haerin walk over to the upperclassmen to see them bickering again. hyein butts in, stepping into minjiâs personal space. âwhatâs the argument this time?â
âminjiâs lovergirl.â
âahhh, iâll pay you ten dollars if you ask her out.â
âiâm not taking your money hyein.â minji pinches the bridge of her nose, then starts to trudge away. âletâs go, it doesnât matter. iâm hungry and i have less than an hour before i need to start editing the layout for the yearbook.â
the group starts to walk out the entrance, but not before minji gets teased and grilled again. little does minji know, youâre glancing at her the whole time. your eyes follow her as she rolls her eyes and playfully punches hanni in the shoulder. for some reason, the corners of your lips turn up in a smile.
â
a few days later, minji finds herself battling an idiot who decided to scale the side of the ador building. civilians are screaming, and some are injured, but minji swiftly moves them to safety.Â
the culprits wield various weapons, forcing minji to dodge bricks left and right. pieces of debris fly at her, nearly hitting her limbs, and she ends up with a small cut on her cheekbone.Â
she manages to fend off two of the three culprits, webbing them against a broken wall while dealing with the last one. this guy has good aim and manages to throw a huge piece of the building at her leg, making her wince in pain.
shit, thatâs going to bruise.Â
minji grunts as she catches the piece of the building that had hit her â mid air with her web â and flings it back at the man, hitting him right in the torso and knocking him out.Â
she slings her web toward the building and leaps, sticking herself to the wall. she takes a few moments to recover, pressing a finger to her face and feeling the blood trickle from the small cut. minji sighs, wiping her face before webbing the criminals together in a way that will make the police's job easier.
(even if theyâre not very fond with spiderwoman.)
minji has a sharp sense of awareness; her reflexes and attention to the smallest details give her a kind of sixth sense. still, she doesnât notice you observing the whole scene from afar.
you had been in the building next door for tennis practice but immediately stopped when you heard the commotion. seeing the vigilante in blue made your jaw drop and your eyes shine with admiration. the way spiderwoman handled the situation left you more than just amazed. you found it incredibly intriguing how she could swing around and fight so fluidly.
âwoah.â you say in awe, eyes following spiderwoman as she swings away.
âyouâre obsessed with her,â jungwon sighs, âbut holy shit that was crazy.â
âsheâs so cool.â
âdoesnât your dad⌠hate her?â he questions, making you bite your lip.
your dad was one of the higher-ranking officers in the police force, so everything spiderwoman did reached you through himâjust in a more negative light. heâd complain about the âmessesâ and âdamageâ she left behind, and you had to hold yourself back from defending her. you found spiderwoman endearing, considering she put her life on the line and was probably a normal person with responsibilities and things to do, yet she took the time to protect others.
of course, your father had the same goals: protecting the city, safeguarding the people, and creating a safer community. he did his best to achieve this, often catching criminals with his impressive skills, but his idea of fighting crime never really aligned with spiderwomanâs methods. you seemed to favor spiderwomanâs actions a little more, considering youâd put much more threatening people down and your dad was always holding some grudge. heâs just too stubborn to understand, really.
âitâs whatever, i mean, can he do that?â
âokay but heâs a cop y/n. spiderwoman is literally some unknown person with powers that could harm others if she decides to go rogue.â
âwhy do you always think about the bad?â you groan, then return to the court. you grab a tennis ball, bouncing it up and down before catching it. âsheâs doing a lot, all sheâs done is help the cops ever since sheâs been public to the eye. itâs not her fault journalists are trying to shame her. you sound like my dad⌠gross.â
jungwon scoffs amusingly, âif your dad knew how you really felt⌠iâd love to watch that unfold.â
âshut up, why are you invested in my dadâs beef with spiderwoman and not getting a boyfriend.â
âand when are you going to stop fangirling over a masked woman that can shoot webs out her wrist.â
you throw the tennis ball in your hand up, then swing aggressively, catching jungwon off guard and making him jump to the side. he looks at you with a confused expression, you simply shake your head.
âlet a girl do what she wants.â
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minji shows up to school sore and thereâs a bandage on her cheek from the night before. she groans as she sits next to hanni in their english class, leaning against her for support.
âdude, what the hell is up with you.â
âa piece of building and fighting for half an hour thatâs what.â
âoh.â hanni hums, âsorry to hear.âÂ
âitâs your fault.â
âhey!â hanni frowns.
hanni is one to experiment, and a month ago her victim had been a spider. she had tested various methods of enhancing the spiders abilities and modifying its dna to create an adhesive for the science fair, and unfortunately for minji, the spider had escaped and bit her. minji simply wanted to find a few beakers for her own experiment, the last thing she expected was a spider biting her hand and the next day she didnât need glasses, her body was toned, she could lift her bed up with a hand â and the worst surprise was her fingers were sticking to everything she picked up.
âwell, if you had been more carefulâŚâ
âdonât turn this around.â minji sighs, closing her eyes and trying to rest a bit.
her eyes are still closed when she hears a familiar voice that makes her heart flutter, opening them when you start to converse with wonyoung.
âmy mom works at ador, i canât believe spiderwoman had saved herâŚâ wonyoung says.
âreally? she did?â you look at her, itching for more details.
âyeah, she almost fell to the ground and spiderwoman saved her.â she repeats.
âwow⌠im glad sheâs okay! oh my gosh, your mom is so lucky, im glad spiderwoman was there.â
minji turns to look at you, fighting back a smile. she is?
âiâd love to be saved by spiderwoman, she seems so cool⌠like, imagine willingly saving people and whatnot. she must be such great person, right?â
you watch wonyoung shrug, then sit down at her desk. you sit down next to her and she starts to take her folder out her bag before adding, âi mean, probably. she saved my mom, sheâs a hero in my eyes.â
âsheâs so coolâŚâ you sigh dreamily, minji canât believe it. âthe way she fights is like, oh my god, so sick. i canât believe sheâs real, sheâs out of this world.â
you, y/n, are talking highly of spiderwoman. that basically means youâre gushing about her, right? minji blinks three times, fully waking up after the third, and smiles to herself.Â
wonyoung snickers, âsounds like you have a crush on spiderwoman.â
âstop that! sheâs just⌠ugh.â you roll your eyes and nudge wonyoung. âsheâs so admirable, i wish more people would see her as a hero, you know? sheâs only done good so far, all the damage and stuff like that only happened because of the people she fought.â
minji might die â her heart feels like it's about to burst. you're on the same wavelength as her, defending spiderwoman, and you admire her too. the way you smile while talking about her alter ego makes minji feel giddy inside. hanni notices, rolls her eyes, and sets her head down on the desk, trying to catch a few extra minutes of sleep while minji revels in the feeling of being in love. hanni might barf.
wonyoung smiles at you, raising her brows. âyouâre a fan.â
âmaybe.â you admit, looking at the board in front of you. âsheâs so cool, thatâs all.â
â
minjiâs sat outside in the courtyard looking through the pictures she had taken for the archery team. thereâs a variety of shots that capture their activities, highlighting their form and bullseyes, and there are a few group pictures in the mix as well.
her eyes are squinting as she looks through them, so focused on the photos that she doesnât notice someone calling her name.
"hey, minji," you call out, but sheâs still hunched over, intently focused on her camera. you walk over, and she doesnât notice you, too absorbed in adjusting the settings. gently, you grab the front of her cap and turn it around, making it sit backward on her head. startled, she looks up from the camera in her hand to see you. "hi," you greet again, a smile spreading across your lips.
minjiâs cheeks flush. âhi, hey. did you need something?â
âyeah, i just wanted to ask a favor.âÂ
âoh, of course, what was it?â
you sit down next to her and she feels herself stiffen up. you smile at her and lean against the table behind you. âwell, i was wondering if you could help take pictures for the tennis team? we have a practice and game coming up so i figured theyâd be good on the yearbook. also, jungwon wanted to ask you to help him promote a fundraiser he wants to set up.â
âhe did?â
you nod, âjungwonâs been planning this for a while, weâre trying to set it up and do a bake sale of some sort.â
âiâm down, but iâm booked for this week. a lot of people have been asking around, and my friends have priority, you know.â
a giggle slips from your lips and you point to her camera. âwell, who wouldnât ask you? youâre the best photographer here, last years yearbook was amazing because they switched heeseung out for you.â
âyou think?â
âi know.â
minji stops for a second, it feels like sheâs being squeezed and the way you look at her makes her heart beat a little faster.Â
ât-thanks.â minji hates the small stutter in her response and the way she avoids your gaze. âi can um, arrange something next wednesday for the tennis team. for jungwonâs fundraiser maybe the same week, what was it for anyway?â
"weâre trying to raise money to support others in places that donât have equal care for the lgbtq+ community!" you explain excitedly. minji freezes up again. we? no, maybe you're just an ally; minji canât just assume. you're really sweet, kind, and a great person, but that doesnât mean you're gay just because you want to help others.
âthatâs wonderful.âÂ
âmhm, and especially with so many people getting hurt these days, it worries me how people in my own community deal with unequal healthcare, you know?â
minji tilts her head, then says, âwait, your community?â
you look at her with confusion all over you. âyeah! mine. minji, you know im⌠a lesbian, right?â
fireworks explode, people are cheering, and minji smiles before quickly suppressing it. "oh," she says, then pauses, realizing how flat her response sounds. she nearly drops her camera as she raises a hand in defense, shaking it and stuttering, "i-i mean, it's not a bad thing! obviously, i mean, i'm gay, erâi'm a lesbian too. i think it's great that you care so much about this. it's great. yeah, i'll prioritize the shoot for you."
she looks adorable, cheeks flushed and her glasses sliding down her nose. you push them up with your finger and minji clenches her jaw.Â
âgreat.â you say softly, then narrow your eyes at her. âwell, i have to get going for practice. thanks again, youâre the best minji.â
she nods and grips the camera in her hand a little tighter, watching you walk away, then turn around for a brief moment to add,
âyou look really good with your hat like that, by the way.â the way it slips off your tongue, the way you smile once more and walk away, leaves minji feeling like sheâs near cardiac arrest.
â
minjiâs at a mall on a weekend, not to shop or hangout with her friends, but because people think itâs a good idea to try and commit crimes in broad daylight.
theyâre not just normal, stupid shoplifters either; theyâre far from it â near villains. the men sheâs fighting have weapons, and theyâre raiding various tech stores, causing chaos as people run around screaming. the scene is a mess, with extensive property damage, and minji wonders how it will ever get fixed.
she fights four men in the apple store, they chuck phones at her in hopes of slowing her down, but really, itâs just putting good phones to waste. she jumps up on the ceiling, catching them by surprise, and takes them down one by one from where she is. theyâre not difficult to fight, minji had alrieady figured from the whole phone throwing part, so thankfully thereâs isnât a single scratch on her.
a few more stores are terrorized and minji manages to capture at least ten more culprits, webbing them together or sticking them to a wall for the police to find red-handed. sheâs left with a few bruises by then, but nothing too brutal.
minji catches sight of two men in the corner of her eye running toward the metro stop that connects to the mall. she quickly follows, weaving past civilians and using her webs to launch herself ahead, closing the distance faster. she watches as the two men jump the entrance gate to the station. not only did they destroy a decent part of the mall, but they didnât even bother to pay for the metro. they couldâve at least bought a day pass, she thinks wryly.
by the time she gets passed the entrance (she didnât pay either, but in her case itâs to stop crime) and finds herself at a rough stop.
there are three metro lines: red, blue, and yellow â after getting down the stairs there are three directions that they couldâve gone, and minji doesnât have time to check every place considering the metro comes and goes.
sheâs stuck, the only thing she can do is pick one and pray that sheâll find them.
thatâs what she thinks at least, until she hears a woman screaming for help in the direction of the red line. minji swings towards it almost immediately, using her enhanced agility and power to get there as fast as she can.Â
when she reaches the platform, her eyes widen.
the two men hold you, your arms are restricted and youâre desperately trying to squirm out their grasp. minji immediately feels anger bubbling up inside of her, watching the way the men smile at her.
âlet her go.â minji warns, stepping closer.
"how about you relax, spiderwoman? put your hands up, and the girl will be perfectly fine," one of the men sneers, pulling out a dagger and holding it against your neck. your head tilts up, desperately trying to avoid the blade, and your breath shakes as you freeze in place. "wouldn't want to hurt such a pretty little thing, hm? she is one of the captain's daughters, isn't that right?" the man adds, smiling at you disgustingly.
âfuck you.â you curse through gritted teeth. âugly bitch.â
the man presses the flat side of the dagger against you, the frigid feeling of the material makes you gasp.Â
you seemed to have been browsing around the mall, considering the casual outfit you have on, but now, youâre in danger. minji looks at you worried, unable to process much from just seeing you being held back like that. you look at her with upturned brows, scared out of your mind but also worrying just as much for spiderwoman.
minji sighs quickly, thereâs others around as well, she canât risk causing a scene in such a tight space with so much risk of making things worse. she puts her hands up slowly, you widen your eyes.
âfine, i wonât budge. just take that blade away from her, now.â minji says.
the man laughs, and so does his little partner in crime. âwhat, this blade?â he uses the dagger to tilt your head to the side to face him, then grins. âi wouldnât do a thing to such a beauty.â
you fight back a retort, opting to shut yourself up for the time being. the man puts his hand down, taking away the blade from your throat.
âlet her go.â minji orders, looking at you being held back. âshe didnât do anything.â
his partner snickers, then looks at you amusedly before looking back at minji. âyou just stay there and weâll see what happens toââ
before he can answer, you manage to kick him in the back of his knee, throwing him off balance and making him stumble. this gives you a quick opportunity to break free from one man's grip and swing your free hand at the other. you successfully land a blow on the man with the dagger, striking his jaw, but the impact hurts your knuckles, making you inhale sharply.
the men recover as you step away from them, eyeing you angrily.
âyou littleââ
before they can grab you again, you feel something sticking to your back. youâre being pulled backwards and feel an arm wraps around you. turning over, you see spiderwoman up close and in person. the eyes on her mask narrow as she looks at you, then asks,Â
âare you okay?â
you gulp, then breathe hard. âyeah, yes.â
âgood, stay put.â she says.Â
you watch as she runs toward the man you had kicked, delivering a punch to his jaw and another to his stomach, making him fall back with a groan. he lays on the ground, clutching his belly, unable to get up after just two hits. the other man, now frightened, clutches his dagger. you watch as spider-woman slings a web at his chest, pulling him toward her, and then punches him right where you did.
youâre amazed, to say the leastâuntil the man somehow manages to swing his dagger at spiderwomanâs upper forearm, leaving a deep cut. your eyes widen in horror as blood seeps out onto the floor.
she gasps in pain as the man attempts to swing at her shoulder, but she quickly throws him to the ground before he can and shoots a web at his hand, making the dagger fall in the process.
ignoring the pain for a moment, minji traps the men on the dirty platform floor by webbing their limbs to the ground. she kicks the man who had the dagger in the crotch for good measure. people cheer in amazement, applauding her efforts.
however, minjiâs too distracted by the sharp pain from the cut, and that youâre watching.
she turns to see you appalled, walking over to look at her wound closer.
âyouâreâ spiderwoman, youâre hurt.â
âitâs not much,â she lies, shaking her head. âjust a scratch.â
âno, no itâs not donât lie to my face.â you grab her wrist without warning, and even though sheâs spiderwoman at the moment â not kim minji, the girl who can barely make eye contact with you for more than five seconds â sheâs momentarily distracted by the pain and blushing. âiâ are you able to swing places?â
âum, i guess?â the confidence sheâs built for this alter ego has completely washed away in your presence. âwhat are youââ
before she can finish, you fish for a handkerchief in your bag and tie it around the bleeding cut. minji doesnât respond or say anything because a second later youâve grabbed her hand and started running away from the red line platform. civillians watch, but none follow.
you turn to her for a split second as you speed through the corridors to ask, âdo you know where hybe highschool is?â
âyes,â minji says breathily, âexcuse me, y/ââ she catches herself before exposing the fact that she knows you. âmiss, what are youââ
âtake me there, you can swing me, canât you?â
the handkerchief does wonders, or maybe itâs just you. spiderwoman nods. âyeah, yes.â
in a rush of boldness, minji grabs your waist and holds onto you tight, shooting a web up at the ceiling to get the two of you up the big escalator in two seconds, then finds the nearest exit and has you two outside in no time.
âhold on tight, okay? it can be a little scary.â
âi like the thrill, itâs okay.âÂ
minji pauses, catching her breath. âyouâre interesting,â she says, then shoots a web at the nearest building. she jumps up, swinging the two of you through the urban jungle, the city blurring around you as minji finds the quickest route to her school with you clinging onto her.
â
when the two of you reach the school, itâs closed and abandoned since itâs a saturday. why would anyone be on the campus during their off day? in this case, itâs because a pretty girl has led spiderwoman back for a reason she hasnât even said yet.
minji needs to get a grip.
âfollow me,â you say quickly, then grab her hand and run towards the south entrance where the main office and clinic are. ââif youâre ever hurt, just remember this.â
the doors arenât open, but you pull out a keycard from under the mat that unlocks it.Â
you lead her past the office and towards the clinic, which is empty. minji lets you sit her down â youâre too in your head to consider the fact that spiderwoman is sat down with no word uttered because she had simply let you do so â and watches you shuffle around the storage to find a first aid kit, cloth, a bucket, and a bottle of distilled water.
âwhat are you doing?â
âyou have a really deep cut in your forearm, itâs not safe to just let it go.â
âi couldâve seen a doctor.â
you scoff, then sit down next to her. âtheyâd ring the police immediately, you know my dad is a captain? everyone there hates you.â
âoh.â
"yeah, oh." you grab her forearm, unwrapping the handkerchief and cringing at how much blood has soaked through. "jesus christ." you hold her forearm above a bucket, pouring water over the wound to rinse it off. then you grab a soft cloth with disinfectant to clean around the area. the sting makes minji groan. "sorry," you apologize.
"itâs fine," she says quietly, watching you clean around the wound with an alcohol wipe. minji bites back more sounds of painâfor your sake, of course.
the rest of the time you treat her, it's silent. thankfully, the cut isnât severe enough to need stitches. you apply a thin layer of ointment to the wound, then cover it with gauze, wrapping it securely around her forearm to keep it in place. you rub your thumb over the gauze, then look up at spiderwoman.
âdoes it hurt less?â
âyeah,â she says, looking down at her treated cut. âthank you.â
âitâs nothing.â
âwhy did you do it?â
âwhy not?â you shrug, packing up the equipment you used. âyouâre spiderwoman.â
âyou just said the police hate me.â
âthey do.â
âyour dad is a cop.â
âyouâre smart,â you grin at her teasingly as she points out the obvious. âhe is.â
minji sighs, unable to read you at all. âyou donât hate me?â
âi donât have any reason to. most of the time you do their job better, you help out with the more⌠serious crimes. if anything, i think youâre a hero.â
that manages to shut spiderwoman up, so you continue, putting the first aid kit away in the cabinet. then you grab the blood and water mixture and pour it down the sink. you rinse the bucket and place it on the ground before tossing the empty water bottle into the trash.
minji cannot believe any of this happened. you, the prettiest, sweetest girl in the school that sheâs been head over heels for since grade eight, have managed to drag a vigilante five minutes away to your school and treat her.
âhow are you so good with stuff like this?â minji questions, watching you wash your hands.Â
âmy aunt is a nurse.â you dry off your hands with a paper towel, then turn to look at her. âshe taught me a fair amount.â
of course you know how to treat a wound, youâre good at everything, minji thinks.
âthank youâŚ?â
ây/n,â minji already knows that, and you saying it is like choir bells ringing. âmy name is y/n.â
âright, thank you y/n.â
âmhm.â she watches you fix your black t-shirt and jeans, then grab a small bandaid from the drawer nearby. you look in the mirror and lift your head up, turning to the side to place the bandaid on a small cut that minji didnât notice before.
âhe hurt you?â
ââjust a scratch,ââ you mock her words from earlier. âhe just grazed me, itâs bleeding a little now though.â
âyouâre okay, right?â
âkind of traumatized but iâll be fine.â you say, brushing it off like itâs nothing. minji is seriously attracted to everything about you. âiâm glad youâre okay.â
âi should be the one saying that.â
âiâm okay, spiderwoman. all because of you.â
minji tries to respond, but her throat dries up. she watches you smile at her, feeling her heart do a little flip in her chest. she wonders what she can do in return, then perks her head up as an idea forms in her mind.
âi can drop you back off at home, itâs getting late,â you offer, though itâs only five oâclock in the afternoon. despite the early hour, minji finds herself wanting to spend more time with you. behind the mask, she feels a bit more confident talking to you, knowing you think highly of her from what youâve overheard. âyou like the thrill, right?â
âyouâre a good listener.â
âi guess so.â
âiâd love to get home via spiderwoman, uberâs are pricey these days.â
minji laughs softly and the pain in her arm fades away momentarily.
â
youâre bombarded the next day by your friends and some other people youâve only talked to a few times in your (almost) four years of being in the school. they all question the same thing, everything is related to what happened between you and spiderwoman because of some pictures going around on the internet.
the people you donât know all too well all question your experience, but your friends are asking if youâre okay or severely injured.
jungwon acts as a bodyguard, shooing away everyone who isnât in your circle and tilting your head up to examine the bandaid on your neck.
âis your throat okay?â
âitâs nothing, just a little worse than a papercut,â you assure, but wonyoung makes a face.
âpapercuts are terrible y/n,â she groans, âare you sure youâre fine?â
âitâs nothing. spiderwoman saved me before i could do anything, iâll tell you more, letâs just get to class?â
âyouâre sure youâreââÂ
âwonyoung, itâs a scratch. itâs nothing.â
â
after school, youâre typically at tennis practice or helping out with student government activities. you usually get home around four or five, either sweaty from practice or burnt out from your responsibilities. normally, you arrive before your dad and aunt. your dadâs demanding schedule rarely allows him to rest, and your auntâs schedule is worse considering sheâs a nurse, so youâre usually home alone for a bit.
thatâs not the case this time.
you close the door behind you, then turn to see your dad leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. your aunt looks at you, clearly tense.
âoh, youâre both home.â you set your jacket on the little hook in the door. âwhatâs upâŚ?â the way your dad looks at you makes you stiff, his jaw tightens and he looks angry. heâs rarely ever angry at you, and your aunt seems worried. âdid something happen?â you ask.
âhow about you explain to me why iâm finding out today,â he steps away from the counter, walking towards you and continuing, âthat my daughter crossed paths with that vigilante.â
âspiderwoman?â
ây/n, i thought you knew better.â
your shoulders sink and you sigh, âsheâs not as bad as you paint her out to be.â
âshe could be, sheâs dangerous.â
âdad!â you scoff, shaking your head. âare you dense? if she hadnât been there, my throat wouldâve been sliced.â
âor maybe you wouldnât have been in that situation at all. you realize those men used you to get spiderwoman to surrender? because of her i almost lost my only daughter.â
your aunt simply hums, then nods. âiâm sorry but⌠your dad has a point.â
âyouâre agreeing with him too?â you groan, âdad, regardless of what couldâve happened, what did happen was that spiderwoman saved me. canât you see that?â
ây/n, think about what could happen in the long run, listen to your dad. look, i know youâre frustrated, but your dad is also my older brother, heâs always known whatâs best.â
âall that spiderwoman can bring is danger to you, donât follow her antics.â
you stare at both of them, baffled and almost offended. you couldâve died, and theyâre still ungrateful for spider-womanâs efforts. you bite the inside of your lip, struggling to hold back the urge to lash out. your dad sends you a small warning look, silently reminding you to keep your composure. scoffing, since it's the only outlet for your frustration, you storm down the hall to your room, deciding to avoid them for a while.
once you close the door, you flop down on your bed and close your eyes.
various emotions come rushing to you, only fuelign the fire of resent towards your dad in the moment.
heâs been so uptight since your mom passed when you were young, becoming increasingly protective and closed off. he pushes you to be better but restricts you from so many things. itâs as if he wants to hide you from the world, only exposing you to what he deems right. his selfishness and narrow-mindedness infuriate you. his biased views feel like chains holding you back and making you angrier.
your aunt has been with you for a while now, and she understands you the most. she gets your moods, motivations, and knows you like the back of her hand. despite everything, she sides with your dad â you feel some sort of betrayal.
your father isnât a bad guy, but being mad at him makes you forget that for a bit.
âhe doesnât know shit,â you mutter, âspiderwoman isnât danger.â
sitting up again, you stare at the floor as you recollect yourself.
you groan again, feeling cramped up in the room. your thoughts feel like a stormy cloud over your head and the thought of being in the same living space with your dad only frustrates you more.Â
quickly, you grab your phone and keys, rushing out your room and down the hall. your aunt and dad stop conversing momentarily as they watch you unlock the door.
âwhat do you think youâre doing y/n?â your dad questions, watching you closely. you donât respond, instead sending him a small look before opening the door, and he seems to lose it. âwhere the hell are youââ
his wrist is restrained and tugged at as you exit the apartment. your dad looks back to see your aunt â his sister â holding him back. she shakes her head and stops him, softly saying, âdonât, just let her.â
âi canât justââ
âyouâre so uptight, just let her be. sheâs overstimulated and needs some time.â
he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose before looking back at the door. his body relaxes, almost going limp as he sits down next to your aunt. âiâm just worried for her.â
âsheâll be fine, just take it easy. iâm worried about her too.â
â
youâve made it a few blocks away with no idea in mind. you donât have your wallet or anything, just a heavy heart and clouded mind â and after hearing your stomach rumble, almost an empty stomach too.
itâs still busy during the late evening. people are making their way home after staying late at work, families of three or four linger together, and friends eat ice cream on the benches. youâre trying to find a place that brings you peace. the nearby bookstore, the same one you grew up visiting, pops into your head. it never fails to bring you relaxation, a sort of sanctuary to you.
one more block and youâve turned to meet the entrance of the bookstore, it closes in less than an hour â thatâs more than enough time to cruise around. stepping inside youâre met with the strangely nice smell of books, a small smile forms on your lips.
you make your way over to the graphic novels, sliding your fingers along the spines as you walk through. youâve already read most of them, and tonight's mood doesnât really call for this type of reading. the next section you visit is where your favorite poems and literature are found. you scan the shelves closely before picking out a small book filled with a collection of poems you havenât seen before. flipping through it, you read every other page, admiring the works.
you grab another book before heading to your favorite spot, the little corner away from the shelves near the window.Â
what you donât expect to see is someone in your usual spot, slumped against the wall, sleeping with a book in their hand. you squint your eyes as you catch sight of the person, then look closer, realizing it isnât just anyone: itâs minji.
minjiâs always been alluring in your eyes, not just physically but her as a person drew you in a bit. sheâd always stumble on her words and had this weird, adorable charm to her with every interaction. plus, she was smart and sweet, but you never had the chance to talk to her as much as youâd like to â even if you were to, you were always a little nervous yourself. seeing her now, she looks especially cute, reminding you of how she makes your heart beat slightly faster everytime you see her.
sheâs in a black hoodie and jeans, breathing slowly with her head angled down and her lips slightly parted. her glasses are almost at the tip of her nose and her hair is tied up in a casual bun. youâve always caught her sleeping in class at least twice a week from afar, you never realized how pretty she looked up close.
you hesitate, unsure whether to wake her or not. glancing down at your phone to check the time, you decide youâll wake her before the store closes.
to pass the time, you continue to read, marvelled at certain pieces and snapping pictures here and there. this lasts twenty minutes, you almost forget about the time, but minji crosses your mind as you read a certain poem and it prompts you to check your phone and look back at the girl.
you shake her lightly, hearing her groan despite not budging. you squeeze her shoulder and she still doesnât wake up, so you opt to pinch her cheeks, which stirs her awake.
âhm?â she mutters, blinking a couple times.Â
âmorning minji.â
ây/n, hi, whatâ how did you get here? what time is itâŚâ
she hears you giggle before responding, âthe place closes in ten minutes. i usually read in this space but when i came over i saw you sleeping, so i just stayed close until it got late.â
âyou did?â you stayed by minji while she slept, how crazy is that? minji pushes her glasses up. âthank you for waking me up.â
âitâs nothing, but we should probably head out before they kick us out.â
âyeah, that sounds good.â
minji follows you towards the section where you got the book you were reading. she watches as you carefully put the book back in its place, and then you lead her out of the bookstore, saying goodnight to the staff sweetly and waving. minji can only smile and admire until youâre both outside.
you look both ways, then your stomach rumbles. your cheeks warm up and you embarrassingly mumble, âsorry, i havenât eaten yet.â
âyou havenât?â minji questions.
âno. iâll eat later, i donât have my wallet on me.â
âbut your stomach just rumbled, you should really eat.â
âitâs whatever.â
âno,â minji shakes her head, then looks at you seriously. âitâs not whatever, let me buy you something.â she says, a little shocked that she even had the confidence to say that. âyou need to eat.â
âitâs fine, iââ
âcome on, letâs go. the convenience store is at the end of the block.â
âi donât have my wallet minji.â
âiâll pay.â
âyouâre not paying for me.â
âyes i am. do you want those pictures orâŚ?â minji smirks slightly and you surrender because it makes you feel oddly nervous and warm inside.
âfine.â you respond, shoulders sinking as minji starts to walk in the direction of the convenience store.Â
the two of you make your way inside, wandering around and browsing the cheaper options. minji grabs a packet of ramen and some green tea, while you find a chicken sandwich and peach tea. after being rung up by the cashier, you head towards the area to prepare minjiâs ramen. as you glance at the food in your hands, you feel a pang of guilt, knowing she bought it for you.
minjiâs pouring hot water into the bowl while you speak, âiâll pay you back.â
âitâs nothing, donât.â
âstop, i will.â
âdonât.â minji shrugs, then uses a chopstick to stir the noodles around. she puts a sauce packet in and mixes again, then looks at you with a small smile. âitâs nothing, seriously. i havenât eaten dinner yet either, your company is enough.â
âis it?â
she finds herself blushing a little. âum, yeah, yes.â
âoh.â your lips start to turn up. âyours is great too.â
minji turns back to the bowl of ramen because sheâs a little embarrassed, but also because her dinner is finished.Â
the two of you sit at the counters inside the store and start to eat. itâs silent for a while, but thereâs nothing wrong with that. you feel happy just being next to her, and the sandwich tastes better than usual.
âwhy didnât you eat before?â minji asks you while youâre still chewing.Â
you take a moment to swallow before answering, âi kind of⌠ran away for a bit.â
âyou snuck out?â
âno, my dad saw me leave. i think my aunt held him back.â
âoh.â minji looks away from you and out the window. âdid something happen?â she starts, but stops herself soon after. âi mean you donât have to tell me of course, i was just curious.â
âitâs fine, my dad and i got into a little disagreement, thatâs all.â you see, a little bothered by it in minjiâs eyes, but she doesnât push further. you take a sip of your tea and turn to look at minji. âhow long were you at the bookstore?â
âoh, um.â she laughs nervously. âi was reading for half an hour, then fell asleep. you woke me up a few hours after.â
âyou were asleep for hours there?â
âonly two!â she quickly defends, making you giggle. âiâm just⌠tired these days.â
you scoff playfully. âdoing what?âÂ
minji pauses, trying to formulate an answer. âsleep problems?â it comes out unsure and more like sheâs questioning herself. she coughs and says again, firmly, âsleep problems.â
âaw, maybe buy melatonin?â
âmy mom isnât fond of that, she thinks itâll mess with my health.â
âyeah, my dad thinks that too.âÂ
minji chuckles before slurping up a few more noodles, and you take another bite out of your sandwich.
a few minutes later, you two finish your food and start walking with no destination in mind. the evening chill sets in, and the breeze makes you tense up and shiver. minji notices you clutch your phone tighter as the wind blows against you. you're wearing a baby t-shirt and linen pants, clearly not enough to keep warm in this weather.
âare you cold?â
you shake your head and lie, âno, just a breeze.â
âyou look cold. here, i have a long-sleeved shirt under this anyway,â minji says quietly, slipping off her hoodie. she pauses and you do too, then hands it to you. you tilt your head, staring at the piece of clothing, then look back at her. she moves it towards you again, urging you to take it. âiâm warm, youâre not.â
âi am.â
âi didnât know you could be such a liar, y/n.â
âwhat?â
âiâm kidding,â she says, then pulls you closer by your wrist. you let her put the hoodie on you, it fits a little large since itâs also oversized on her. âbetter?â
she looks at you with care in her eyes, you almost stop breathing. the sunsetâs glow highlights the curve of her nose and lights up her gaze. all you can think is wow, because wow.
âwoah,â youâre a little starstruck. âyouâre⌠gorgeous.â
âiâ what? no, where did that come from?â
âsorry, um, i didnât mean to⌠it was just in the moment, you know? yeahâŚâ you swallow lightly, and laugh to push away the awkwardness. âthank you. this is much better, iâm warm.â
âthatâs good.â
âyeah.â
the two of you continue to walk, with you filling the silence and talking about your classes. minjiâs easy to talk to, sheâs a great listener and hums at everything before adding her own input. everything she responds with is interesting too, but maybe thatâs because sheâs minji.
both of you had turned halfway through to start walking in the other direction since you live the same way. minji points at certain stores and spots, sharing short stories and little remarks about memories from each place. her voice is soft and nostalgic, painting vivid pictures of her past experiences as you stroll along together.Â
you could listen to her all day, or at least a long while. thatâs what you realize the more she speaks.
you two reach a point where you need to part ways. minji lives on the right side and you live left, so you two stand at the croner before the crosswalk, looking at each other.
minji pauses you as you start to take off her hoodie, âyou can give it back to me tomorrow.â
âwhat? no way, itâs cold.â
âmy home is only five minutes down, itâs fine.â
âyou sure?â
âiâm sure.â she adds.
silence follows again for a few seconds, you take the time to scan minjiâs face again.
âwhat happened to your cheek?â you point at the bandage on her cheekbone.
âoh,â minjiâs not going to tell you that some idiot decided to throw a piece of building at her and scratch her skin. âum, knife?â she clears her throat. âknife.â
âhow did the knife get up there?â
minji tries hard to conjure a response, looking down before her eyes light up after a lie forms.
âi had it in my hand while trying to scratch an itch.â
âmhm, okay.â you say squinting your eyes at her and giggling.Â
minji looks at the bandage on your neck, remembering how, where, and why you had hurt yourself there. itâs odd that you look at her with the same admiration even when sheâs out of teh suit â when sheâs just minji and not some âheroâ in your eyes.
âwhat happened to your neck?â
âsome guy.â you play it off like you didnât almost get your throat sliced. âyou probably heard the story.â
âi didnât.â she didnât need to, minji had been part of the story.
âoh,â your fingers raise and brush against the bandage as you recall, âspiderwoman saved me, but this guy managed to graze me.â
minji hums and nods, then steps closer, reaching her hand out to gently put her finger on it. you stiffen.Â
âwere you scared?â minji asks, finger sliding down the bandage in a way that makes you tingle. âit mustâve been scary.â
you shake your head. âspiderwoman was there, i knew sheâd come through.â
âright.â minji says lowly, then takes her finger off of you. she stares at you for a good five seconds before smiling softly. âiâll um, iâll see you.â
âyeah, thanks.â
âget home safe, text me when you getâ oh, wait.â she furrows her brows before pulling out her phone. âi donât have your umâŚâ her voice quiets down to something close to a whisper, â--your number.â
âyou can have it, if thatâs what youâre trying to ask.âÂ
âyeah, um, i just wanted to make sure you got home safe.â minji says, because if anything were to happen to you sheâd do more than just web some dumbass down. theyâd probably be left with a little bruise or two, maybe even left upside down against a wall or tree. minji continues, âif thatâs alright with you.â
âthatâs perfect.â you type in your number and smile at her once more before finally adding, âthank you for the hoodie, good night minji.â
âgoodnight y/n.â
with that, you two depart, and you look back once to see her walking in the other direction. when you turn back, putting your hands in the pocket of minjiâs hoodie, you realize: minjiâs wonderful.Â
the image of her smiling and puffing her lips out when you tease her makes you grin to yourself. you canât tell if itâs because of her hoodie or her; youâre warm inside and out.
â
minji waits for you at the entrance of the school instead of meeting her friends at their usual spot (if the little corridor by the gym counts as a meetup spot anyway). she looks around, you had texted her that you were almost at school.
she feels a little stupid standing there by herself, especially since your friends are nearby and stealing glances at her, making her shrink in her place a little.
all her worries wash away when you walk through the entrance and scan the room, meeting her eyes and lighting up. you make your way towards her with her hoodie in your arms, then hand it to her.
âthanks again.â
âitâs no problem.â
âi owe you, and for the shoot later today.â
âyou donât owe me anything.â minji smiles at you assuringly. âiâll um, get going. your friends are all hereâŚâ she rubs her neck awkwardly and looks down at the hoodie in her hand.
âoh! i was actually wonderingâŚâ she watches you look down at the ground. âdo you want to walk around together? we have first block together so⌠if you donât mind. i enjoyed being around you last night.â
âyou did?â minji looks surprised, she sounds surprised. âi mean, yes. yeah, iâm down, let me text my friends.â
âgreat.â
âyeah.â
minji canât fight back the smile that forms on her face and neither can you â you like the sight of it. her gums show a little and you think itâs the most endearing thing in the world.
âby the way, are you and your dad okay? after the argument.. you know?â
âoh, yeah.â you mumble. you and your dad agreed to disagree. âit doesnât really matter, iâm just grateful you were there to help me feel better.â
âi did?â
âhow could you not?â
-
minjiâs adjusting the settings of her camera, eyes squinty as she looks close at the small screen. from afar, you take a few glances throughout your conversation with jungwon and wonyoung.
you watch as minjiâs lips pout a little, she has a poker face that would make her seem intimidating and serious if you didnât know her.Â
âhello?â jungwon waves a hand in front of your face. you glance away from minji and your attention is back on him, catching the look he shares with wonyoung.Â
âwhy are you guys looking at each other like that.âÂ
wonyoung raises her eyebrows, the smirks. âthe real question is why are you looking at minji so much?â
âiâm just⌠you know⌠sheâsâ sheâs taking long to set up her stuff.â
âitâs been less than three minutes y/n,â jungwon clicks his tongue. âyou even ditched us to walk with her, whatâs up with that?â
crossing your arms, you respond, âwhatâs wrong with that? are you jealous?â
âoh not at all, i donât care y/n. just curious, thatâs all.â
âyou looked a little too happy in my eyes.â wonyoung teases, smiling knowingly.Â
âshut up, sheâs just really nice, you knowâŚâÂ
âuh huh.â jungwon hums, smiling wider.
before you can scold him, you catch minji looking up and making eye contact with you. today, sheâs wearing a flannel over a white tank top, paired with dark jeans to complete the outfit. she looks a little dorky, but youâre into that â she pulls it off effortlessly.Â
as she starts to walk towards you, jungwon, and wonyoung, you smile wider, waving at her and beckoning her over with your hand. minji greets the others warmly, then glances down at the ground before looking back up at you nervously.
âhi, are you all ready?â
âyeah, iâll gather the rest.â
âgreat, you all can just go on with practice and iâll try to get the best shots i can.â
âthat sounds great! thank you again minji, i owe you so much.â
she chuckles, putting a hand on your shoulder and rubbing it lightly. âitâs nothing.â she says, but whatâs something is the familiar tingly sensation making you lose balance. jungwon notices the blush on your cheeks, as well at your thrown off composure, fighting back a laugh.
first, you and jungwon have a warm-up match together. minji snaps a few pictures before wonyoung and heeseung join in for a doubles match. after capturing your group, she moves on to the rest of the team, snapping pictures of them in action. her shots capture the players mid-swing, rackets in hand, their faces set with determination. the light filters through the trees, casting a perfect glow over the court, making each photo dynamic and full of energy.
you sit on the side, watching your teammates and minji (mostly minji) at work.Â
âiâve never seen you with hearts in your eyes until now.â wonyoung teases, shoving her shoulder against yours.
âshut up,â you groan, putting your hand on her face and pushing her away. âminjiâs so sweet, and cuteâŚâ
âi knew it!â wonyoung gasps, âyou never look at anyone like that. half the school looks at you like that, but youâve never returned the gesture.â
âthereâs no one in the school to look at like that wony.â
âwell, now there is.â
you sigh, leaning into your best friend and pouting. minji looks really, really good on the court, the sun hitting her, and all focused on doing what she does best.
âi never realized how gorgeous she was.â you admit, staring harder. âand sheâs so nice, like, danielle â the one in student government â sheâs mentioned her a few times and only good things have come out her mouth. sheâs not lying.â
âwhat, did you hangout with her or something? like a date?â
âno! no.â you shake your head, then frown slightly. âi mean, i got into a fight again with my dad and ran out the house and then to the bookstore andââ
âslow down.â
âsorry. i donât know, i ran into her and just being with her made me feel better. itâs crazy because weâve barely talked before this.â
âhmmâŚâ wonyoung starts to ponder, narrowing her eyes at minji as she shoots a thumbs up in the air. she turns to face you and your best friend, smiling and walking over. âwell, seems like youâre fond of her. i guess weâll have to let time do the work.â she says before minjiâs in a range where she can hear the two of you.
minji stands in front of you and wonyoung, grinning as she explains, âiâve gotten the last shots i think, now a group picture?âÂ
âyes, that would be great.â
âgreat, if you could get everyone in the middle of the court that would be great.â
you nod, then grab wonyoung eagerly by the wrist and motion for everyone to gather around, just like minji said.
she instructs you all to have the tallest in the back, with you and jungwon in the front together since you two are the captains. minji sets the camera on the tripod, squinting her eyes as she fixes certain things. then, she gives a small thumbs up and says, âsmile!â
the whole team says âcheese!â in unison, making minji smile herself. she snaps a few pictures, then urges you all to do something a little sillier. you make a face and stand on your tip toes to wrap and arm around jungwon, making him groan and laugh simultaneously. itâs candid in a way, with everyone being themselves and enjoying the moment.
minji giggles, then raises her hand up to give one last final thumbs up.
the smile on your face fades into something near shock, because minjiâs sleeve falls down to just above her elbow, revealing a covered-up patch of skin â goosebumps trail up your spine because thatâs the exact same gauze and placement. everything is identical to what you patched up two days ago, your brows furrow upon seeing it.
minji doesnât seem to notice, instead taking the camera off the tripod and clicking through the photos. the tennis team starts to converse again, but youâre caught up with the injury on minjiâs forearm.
you donât want to jump to conclusions â but youâre kind of doing that.
what doesnât help minjis case is the fact that she reacts so quickly when a tennis ball flies toward her head. itâs almost unhuman how she manages to dodge it, then catch it right after.Â
she walks back towards you, then says, âthe pictures look great from the little screen, iâll take a look at them on the laptop and email them to you, yeah?â
you donât respond for a moment, your eyes on her exposed forearm. you squint harder, thinking of when you patched up spiderwoman, and nothing shakes you from teh fact that thatâs the same fucking bandage.
ây/n?â
âoh, yeah, that sounds good.â
âyeahâŚâ minji realizes what youâre staring at, then panics and quickly rolls down her sleeve again. âi um, i just uh, hurt myself.â
âhow?â you look up at her, making eye contact. âwhat happened?â
âbrick.â she says quietly, âi tripped and my arm hit the um, the edge of a brick.â
âright, okay.â you still look at her now covered forearm, squinting again. âi hope it feels better.â
âthanks.â
âyeah.â
â
there isnât a single person you can confide in about your suspicion that minji might be spiderwoman. jungwon would laugh and brush you off, thinking itâs just a wild fantasy. wonyoung would probably call you delusional, yeah, probably.Â
left with no one to share your thoughts, you resort to lying in bed, eyes wide open, pondering the possibility. the moonlight filters through your window, casting shadows on the ceiling as you replay every clue and coincidence in your mind, trying to make sense of it all.
you grab your phone, searching up âsuperwomanâ to see a very recent article in the first result that comes up titled: spiderwoman caught in a recent face-off with seoulâs most dangerous gang.
you click on a video beneath the headline, watching the scene unfold. spiderwoman performs a series of flips and maneuvers that seem almost unreal. the person filming is either too nervous or simply bad at their job; the footage is shaky, making it hard to follow. you squint at the screen, trying to make out the details, feeling a mix of awe and frustration as spiderwoman's incredible agility and skill are partially obscured by the unsteady camera work.
what you do catch is a dagger being thrown at spiderwomanâs rib, slicing her suit and watching blood seep out as she clutches the wound. you wince from just watching.
spiderwoman fights off the gang members with ease, knocking out three at once by letting them charge her, then jumping up to make them crash to the ground without her laying a finger on them. the last man stares at her in fear, stumbling backward as she steps closer and webs his mouth shut.
the video ends with spiderwoman webbing all the culprits against the city square as the police arrive. thereâs sirens and commotion before she turns to see cops with guns pointed at her before swinging off, leaving them frustrated. your dad appears in the frame, cursing under his breath. the civilians around watch in shock and awe, clapping as she swings away.
she swings west, you take note of that.
after clicking out the video realizing that the article had been posted only five minutes ago, you hurriedly grab a hoodie and rush out your room. your aunt isnât home yet, so no one would notice that youâre out and about.
you rush out the door and and lock your apartment clumsily, missing the keyhole at least twice before getting it. you run towards the elevator, then out of it once you reach the lobby and speed towards your school.
the school you patched spiderwoman up in, the school you and minji attend, is west of the city square. thereâs a chance that spiderwoman wonât be there, but after sheâs been shown how to get in after hours, thereâs also a chance that the wound on her side needs to be patched up there specifically. besides, youâve given her the secret to getting in.
you get there after running at your fastest pace for five minutes straight, and now youâre breathing heavily outside the entrance of the school. youâre inside in no time (perks of having a keycard from student government) and tiredly rushing towards the nurses office, then heading inside.
minji, however, is at least three steps ahead of you. after being bit by a genetically modified spider, her senses have been enhanced, so she had heard you as soon as you made it past the entrance â without knowing it was you.
when you step inside, thereâs no one.Â
the only thing you can see are bandages messily spread out on the counter and blood on the floor. you let out a breath at the sight of it.
âitâs me, y/n.â
thereâs silence for a few seconds before you hear someone landing on the ground behind you, making you yelp from surprise.
ây/n? what are you doing here?â
âi saw your fight in an article.â you start, turning around to face the masked hero. youâre still not one hundred percent sure if itâs minji, but something tells you itâs her. you canât really explain it. âyouâre hurt.â
âa little.â
âthatâs a big scratch you have there.â you point out, making minji laugh despite the sharp pain she feels.
ââyouâre smartâ.â now itâs her turn to mock your words. you roll your eyes, stepping closer to press your fingers against it, her blood staining your fingers a bit.Â
âsit down.â
âi donât need your help.â
âyouâre going to end up with a soaked bandaid, spiderwoman. i know what iâm doing, and iâm already here.â
minji inhales sharply when you press against the cut. âfine.â she croaks out.
she sits down on the counter, legs hanging off as you clean around the wound, blood soaking the small towel. you add some disinfectant, hearing her wince lowly and grip the counter not-so-subtly, so you grab her hand, squeezing comfortingly.
âitâs okay, iâm here.â you mumble, looking up at her.Â
minji feels her heart tighten.
âthank you.â
you hum.
you bandage the wound carefully, relieved itâs not deep enough to require stitches. spiderwoman glances at her rib area, gently sliding her fingers over your handiwork. she looks back at you, a soft smile playing under her mask.
she watches you look back, frowning.
âwhatâs wrong?â minji asks.
âyouâre bleeding.â
âyou patched me up.â
shaking your head, you do something that makes minji short-circuit. your hand falls to her jawline, your thumb grazing the edge near her chin before pressing down. minji feels a sharp pain she hadn't noticed before. when you pull your thumb away, you stare at the smear of blood on it, holding it up to show her.
âit wasnât just your abdomen.â you explain, then the worry fills your eyes again. âyouâre bleeding through your mask.â
âoh,â
âcan i? i wonât do it all the way, just past your lip to treat the wound.â
minji hesitates, then nods. âyeah, thatâs okay. no more than that.â
âof course.â
you tremble a little as you roll up her mask tantalizingly. your fingers meet her skin just barely, but she still hears her breath hitching and her throat drying up.
youâre looking at her exposed lips before you even pay attention to the cut on her jawline. theyâre plump and parted before you, catching your eye effortlessly. after gazing for a few seconds longer, you cradle her face in one hand to keep her in place as you dab an alcohol wipe over the cut â she winces.
âsorry.â
âitâs fine.â
a few seconds later and thereâs a bandaid on her jawline now, courtesy of you.
she softly rubs the bandaid, then brings her mask back down. she clears her throat,
âthank you.â
âitâs nothing.â
âyou didnât have to.â
âi want to.â your expression is hard to read, a mix of worry and pity, but also admiration. âyouâre a hero, you should be treated like one.â
âi just have responsibilities.â
âwell, you should be someoneâs responsibility too.â
âwhy yours?â
âbecause i care â a lot.â
minji stays silent for a while, staring at you through the mask. she feels beyond lucky, a little emotional too. her chest tightens slightly, urging her to look away from you and scoot away.Â
you frown again.
â
the next day minji shows up next to you nervously with hanni by her side. youâre with jungwon at your locker, conversing with him until you feel a tap on your shoulder. when you turn around, youâre more than happy to see minji.
she has a small cut on her jawline in the same area and with the same bandage. thereâs no denying that spiderwoman stands before you, but youâll let her know a different way.
jungwon watches her hand you a flashdrive, her other hand clutching the strap of her bag.Â
âum, these are the pictures.â her lips move the same way as spiderwomans, and theyâre just as alluring. â ihave the edited and original versions of each, just tell me which one you like the most.â
without warning, you reach over and hug her. she widens her eyes, and so do hanni and jungwon as they watch everything unfold. you purposely slide your hand over the wound on her rib area, pressing on it slightly and hearing her sharply exhale in your ear.
itâs her, itâs definitely her â you couldnât be any happier that itâs her. minjiâs sweet, caring, and very attentive, her personality fits her alter ego perfectly.
you pull away from her and smile, your hands gently resting on her forearm, holding her in place. minji feels a rush of warmth hit her cheeks like a summer heatwave, her heart pounding in her chest.Â
âyouâre literally the best, thank you minji.âÂ
ây-yeah, itâs no problem.âÂ
hanni looks dumbfounded watching the exchange. she turns to minji after you walk away with jungwon, and her best friend is smiling like an idiot. hanni almost gags.
â
a week passes by, you and minji have spent more mornings before class together, even conversing after school time to time.Â
minji seems to have healed, the bandage on her cheekbone is gone and thereâs a faint line that indicates a former cut on her face, but itâs not noticeable under her concealer. youâre happy to see that sheâs getting better physically â much faster than the normal person, you might add.
(because sheâs spiderwoman, you know sheâs spiderwoman.)
youâve spent more time admiring minji, your crush on her growing deeper and it almost makes you forget that she has a whole other persona. you canât remember a single thing about the arachnid while staring at her brown eyes and pretty pink lips.
â
thereâs not much crime for a little while, not until two weeks after the night you had patched up spiderwoman (kim minji, the prettiest girl in the school).Â
a video on instagram reaches four thousand views in three minutes, the video showing spiderwoman leaping off a building and knocking down some lunatic with legs made of metal. some scientists really need to stay thinking inside the box, because giving yourself additional limbs to steal from organizations is just insane.
you watch as spiderwoman gets tackled to the ground at ador labs, grappling with manmade tentacle arms using her enhanced strength. sitting on the edge of your bed, you bite the inside of your lip when you see her shoulder get cut by the edge of a mechanical hand.
thankfully, the police arrive just in time to assist. they shoot at the villain, whose face bears an uncanny resemblance to the ceo of jyp manufacturing, distracting him long enough for spiderwoman to kick him off and shoot webs at his goggles.
the person recording has a steadier hand than the last, capturing the way spiderwoman uses her webs to launch herself at the man and kick him in the chest. she quickly rips off two of the tentacles, causing the remaining ones to shut down.
she collapses to the ground, clearly exhausted, but scrambles back up and onto her feet as the police start to close in on her. sheâs swift and smart, easily fleeing the scene in no time.
you had left your apartment the moment the video ended, and now you find yourself back at school, catching your breath and processing everything you just witnessed as yourush towards the nurses office.
opening the door, you catch spiderwoman sitting on the floor and leaned against the counter tiredly, clutching her shoulder.Â
âmy god,â
âyou came.â she says, practically a breath.Â
âof course i did, i saw the video.â
âiâm so tired.â
âand youâre hurt.â
âitâs not that bad actually, this oneâs actually a scratch.â
âbullshit.â you mumble, quickly rushing over to tend to her wound.Â
the routine unfolds without much change: you gently clean away the blood, carefully applying disinfectant. minji fights to suppress her cries of pain, but the discomfort is clear in the way her body tenses and reacts. you offer her comfort, your hand resting reassuringly over hers. through the mask, minji gazes at you with a mixture of awe and gratitude, feeling like sheâs witnessed rain after a drought.
âthank you.â
âitâs nothing.â youâve said it countless times, minjiâs said it back to you when she was just minji and not someone under a suit that could swing webs, save the day, and get hurt for you to take care of her. âi mean it.â
you sit beside her, your arms pressing comfortably against each other, and lean your head against the cabinet door beneath the counter.Â
minjiâspiderwomanâis the first to turn her head and look at you. she visibly relaxes as her gaze settles on your side profile. you turn to meet her eyes, offering a soft sigh, feeling a shared calm in the quiet space between you.
âcan i,â your voice quiets down to something near a hum. âcan i kiss you?â
âw-what?â minji feels her throat go dry and blood rushing to her cheeks, itâs so sudden, you must be more exhausted than her. âi, um, i donât know if youâd like that. you barely know me.â
âsure i would, spiderwoman.â
minji doesnât stop you when you reach over to the bottom of her mask, rolling it up. she could stop you, but sheâs stuck in place, unable to move despite how risky it is for you to find out who she really is.
thereâs no chance youâd stick with her if you knew who she really was, sheâs been too comfortable hiding behind this âspiderwomanâ persona, hiding who she really is.
you roll the mask up less than halfway, the bottom half of her face exposed to you. the wind hits her skin and she shivers.
minji feels transparent. âi, umââ
âpretty,â you stare hard at her lops, then lean closer. âyouâre so pretty.â
âyou havenât seen my whole face.â
âand yet youâre still kissable.â
ây/n, iââ she cuts herself off, words stopping at her throat as you tilt your head and place a hand where her jaw meets her neck. she begins again, unknowingly leaning closer. âi donât think youâd be happy with the person under the suit.â she mutters quietly.
âsure i would,â you murmur, then press your lips against hers softly. you feel her kiss back and smile into her. you part just barely, your lips ghosting hers, âkim minji.â
minji hums surprisingly when you kiss her again, still reciprocating but quickly pulling away with a gasp.
âw-what? how didââ she clears her throat, âwhoâs kim minji?â
you donât respond to her question, instead, reaching for the edge of her partially rolled-up mask and laughing softly.
âcan i?â
âum,â minji folds when you look at her like that, eyes pleading and face pretty as the moon shines through the window and highlights your features. âyeahâŚâ
you smile at her, removing the mask off her head fully to see your classmate and crush under it. sheâs battered up and her hair is messy because of the mask, plus, she looks fatigued. despite this, she just looks cuter in your eyes.
without warning, you lean in again, pressing your lips against hers. minjis eyes widen momentarily before she sinks into your touch, placing a hand on your cheek and melting into you.Â
when you two pull away again, you grin at the way the moon shines on her, exposing the deep blush on her cheeks and the nervousness in her features.
âwhy wouldnât i want to kiss you?â
âhow did youâ howâd you find out?â
you shrug. âiâve liked you for a while now, i didnât even know it until the night you gave me your hoodie. i mean, i always thought you were cute. i paid more attention to you and all the bruises and scars added up, and i could recognize those lips from a mile away.â
she blushes intensely, the manages to breathe out a small âoh.â
âmhm.â you hum once more before hastily pecking her lips. âyouâre so cute.â
âwait, you actually⌠do you really like me?â
âof course i do minji.â
âitâs not becuase im spiderwoman, right?âÂ
âno,â you grin at her dumb expression. âi like spiderwoman because sheâs you, minji.â
âseriously?â
you groan, looking at her with a stupid âare you seriousâ expression painted on your face. âdo i need to kiss you again?â
âum,â minji starts, but stops herself from being so dense. âyeah, please.â
âokay.â you respond happily, cupping her cheek and closing the distance again.Â
you smell like vanilla and feel like snowflakes in the spring. as you cradle her jaw and kiss her softly, minji tries to figure out if sheâs dreaming. your arms wrap around her neck, pulling her closer. minji's lips gently hold your top lip, while you play with the ends of her hair, twirling it between your fingers.
âhey, minji?â you pull away to softly mumble against her lips, then minji hums in response. âletâs go out sometime, is that okay?â
âof course, yeah, please.â she sighs lovingly.
yeah, itâs not a dream.
it canât be because you pull away and look at her like sheâs the prettiest flower in a field of nothing. you smile at her, holding her face in your hands like sheâs everything youâve ever wanted and more.
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What is your opinion of AI? Personally, I think that like any technology, it depends on the user and their intentions, but that is just me.
What about you?
1. Theft
The most central issues with AI as it is now is that the programs were trained/are trained with STOLEN art. Stolen visual art, music, writing, etc.
The vast majority of what it has been fed is stolen. As in, the artists behind the work were not ever given the chance to consent nor be compensated for their works being used to feed the machine.
This reason alone is straight up copyright infringement and the optimist in me does believe the long arm of the law is gonna shut these programs down for that. But the long arm of the law is looooooong, and the technology is disrupting peopleâs livelihoods now. Unlike robots or machinery that was invented and built to expedite assembly line/factory work, this technology is only functional by using other peopleâs labor. If we didnât live in a society where you have to âearnâ your right to live in it, then this would still be wrong, but it probably wouldnât be such an existential problem.
There are active class action lawsuits for infringement of copyright. And the private sector has begun filing suits and Iâm quite certain theyâll win because againâitâs simply theft. These companies did not make licensing contracts, theyâre not paying royalties to the artists they stole from.
So if you consider using ai that generates âartâ (whether it is visual, music, writing, etc.) please consider stopping immediately, as you would actively be benefiting from theft (which is wrong imo!!!!)
2. AI in its present form dishonors the human spirit
In my personal relationship with AI technology, I do not use it to generate ideas or âartâ. I detest the notion to use technology in that way tbh. AI is a form of technology, so itâs difficult to break it down into every specific use it actually has. But hereâs an attempt; no to generative AI, okay to certain AI.
There are kinds of AI programming in the programs I use (such as features that help you color in a shape quickly or make a perfect circle). This is useful tech (that requires zero IP theft) and I like it because it helps me by taking care of tedious tasks so that I have more time to spend in the creative and drawing processes. But I still choose the colors, I still draw the images, I still write the stories.
I think the way AI is used right now with a focus on âcreative thinkingâ (where itâs not actually creating anything itâs just churning out other peopleâs *stolen* ideas and practice) is a total waste. AI being used as an assistant to help humans find information easily can be/has been swell. And requires no theft :D
But for whatever reason (greed, capitalism are my guesses), tech companies are leaning into a direction to replace creativity with AI?? I imagine the people behind this view the practice of art as tedious work because it is challenging??
But the beauty of art and the practice of it is that it allows humans to experience and overcome challenges with little to no stakes.
When society determines that is not a valuable use of human time, then I think weâll all be significantly more miserable. If we allow a machine to be âcreativeâ and leave us to only experience challenges with stakesâlike survival (rent, putting food on the table).
So here are some examples of how I feel about AI uses;
AI to translate languages, find resources, discern malicious malware/spam from harmless messages > đđ˝
AI to generate ideas/art for you > 𤢠Why??????? Why would you want thatâŚthatâs the most exceptional part of the human experience and you relinquish it to a bot trained on stolen ideas? đ
#didnât think my opinion on ai would ever be relevant on this blog#but since people have taken my shit and put it in ai#and Iâve seen more ai images of HAZBIN characters#I guess it has become relevant#this blog is anti-ai âartâ#so if youâre into ai âartâ#PLEASE GTFO
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sunghoon: this man, oh god. personally i see him as the type to not let his s/o know how much something bothers him until it makes him break his usual demeanor. like, he keeps it bottled up until he canât take it any more imo. so when he gets angry, he goes to the extremes. pleading while being gagged by clothe and hands bound behind your back; hoon is a different person when heâs angry. muffled moans escape your throat as he slides out the vibrator from your abused cunt, and replaces it with his own length. âno more!â youâd cry after hours of edging, and ruined orgasms. if your face wasnât down on the sheets when he slid into you, you envisioned he was cracking a smile. the sight of your pretty hole sputtering out white creamy excretions of your own release, sunghoon slides his long hard cock into you and spanks your ass red. so generously letting you adjust to the size, before he ruins you. the whiny sounds he elicits from your throat makes him grip you harder, and his anger courses through his dick as he slams into you. âfucking take what i give you.â heâd say as his hips thrust aggressively against your body. the head of his length would prod at your cervix with every shove, and tears would stream down your face. heâs fully unashamed to admit seeing you like this gets him off, but you on the other hand are a bit embarrassed to admit you enjoy this too. but then again who wouldnât? itâs sunghoon.
heeseung: heâs the type to bend you over in public and fuck you hard when heâs angry. i donât think heâd even necessarily be angry at you, but heâd definitely do it anyways. maybe someone was looking at you a little too hard while you were shopping. youâd notice the change in his attitude, and all of a sudden his fingers are dancing along the hem of your shorts, grazing over your clothed pussy in the damn department store. now, heeseung needs someone who can match his energy, and you being his sweet girlfriend obliges. even if it wasnât that serious to begin with, like sure some guys were checking you out again, your boyfriend had to let them know you were his. heâd take you to the dressing room, unabashedly fuck you raw. is heâs angry, at you? no. just at the fact some people canât keep their eyes off of whatâs his. while being the brunt of his anger can be tiring, heeseung makes up for it by letting you have your way back at home.
jay: when heâs angry with you, the cruelest punishment he can give is denying you his touch. he wouldnât give it to you rough or tie you up like sunghoon per say, but heâd probably force you into humiliating yourself in front of him. since i heavily believe heâd turn his girlfriend into a pillow princess, it would be a little treat for him to watch you try and pleasure yourself. hell, i think heâd even record it so he could watch it later. holding his phone up as he watched your fingers toy with your clit, he smiles. not shutting up, heâd talk through your struggle. âaw, canât even get off without me?â youâd moan at his dirty mouth, and try to rub circles on your cunt, but itâs just not the same as him. your hips would thrust forward onto your drenched hand, an your need for pleasure would drive you insane. jay would be an even bigger tease, as he sits down in the chair in front of you heâd palm his bulge while watching. eyes fixated on him, youâd try to rub faster, your pussy clenching around nothing. finally heâd get annoyed, and stop recording. âyou couldnât even cum on your own like a good girl?â jay would ask in a mocking tone, before picking you up bridal style and taking you to bed to finish you off.
jake: angry? him? well yes he does get angry, but i think youâd probably be the one to calm him down when heâs upset. yes, you may have pissed him off somehow, but youâd ultimately calm him down by treating him. youâd let him sit back as you do all the work, stroking his already hard cock because his sex drive is insatiable. call it manipulative, but even when heâs angry at you for something kind of serious, you manage to turn the tables on him, and use his dick against him. it doesnât help that when heâs pent up all he can think about is cumming. trying to get that sweet release, heâd just forget whatever it was that made him angry, and submit his body to you. he fully trusts you anyways, and doesnât mind being at the mercy of such a pretty girl like you. actually, he doesnât recall actually ever getting so angry he fucks it out. either you calm him down, or heâs on the receiving end, but thatâs a different story.
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Lmao my TikTok was too long to upload here so Iâm just gonna retype it all out
Chester and Norris: Are they really Jon and Martin?
Wrong question imo! The BETTER question is: How MUCH of Jon and Martin are Chester and Norris?
The fact is these programs have SOME link to Jon and Martin, Jonny and Alex would not be voicing them otherwise, so what it comes down to is how much of a link?
Because it could be that itâs ONLY their voices. Annabelle explained to Jon that the tapes belonged to the Web, and that by âtaking his voiceâ Jon was therefore bound to the Web and the other fears by extension. Itâs entirely possible that when the Fears left Archivesâ universe, they brought Jon (and Martin as he was also on the tapes) voices over with them, but JUST the voices. Nothing else. Itâs just a coat of paint over the entities methods of collection, Chester and Norris arenât Jon and Martin anymore than glasses are the person wearing them
But Iâm not sure thatâs the case. Thereâs a lot of holes there. The main one being: why? If it is just hollow voices, then why? Whatâs the purpose of the fears using them? Itâs only been two episodes, so it might be answered later, but letâs talk about the second possibility
Chester and Norris ARE Jon and Martin, they just arenât aware. When Martin âcut the tetherâ in episode 200, he didnât cut the Fears away from Jon, he cut the Fears away from the world and at that point, as the Pupil of the Eye, Jon was part of the fears. Since Martin was in the panopticon when they went, he went too.
And now we have a disembodied Jon and Martin existing in a dazed but still hungry state. They seek out whateverâs familiar and since thereâs no Magnus Institute, they go to the OIAR, get into their system, and read out any ârealâ statements they can find. Feeding off of them.
In this possibility, Jon and Martin are effectively asleep. They arenât aware of what theyâre doing really, just going by their new instincts/nature. But I think the more they feed, the more conscious theyâll become, and weâll start to Chester and Norris break script. Stutter over a word. Add words. Things that a text to speech program simply CANâT do even if glitched to shit
What complicates this possibility is the fact that Alice said they only showed up a year ago when itâs implied the OIAR has existed much longer than that as well as the fears in this world. It could be they move from place to place feeding off what they can, and when thatâs bled dry, they move somewhere else? If theyâre as intertwined with the fears as this theory implies, they could exist across infinite universes, staying alive like this
Iâm not sure! Itâs super interesting tho. I think the saddest ending would be if itâs never really answered, and Jon becomes, at least in some ways, a mystery
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omggg I love ur Lottie!reader hcâs! Could you do one where the reader acts like Tiana? A super independent, great cook and no-nonsense gal with good humor is someone I think the whole gang would rlly love
Gang w/ a Tiana!Reader Ëŕ¨ŕ§âď˝ĄË â
The Outsiders x Fem!Reader
ŕ¨ŕ§ : Curtis gang with a reader whoâs like Tiana from âPrincess and the Frogâ
A/N : Why does my theme mess up when I do requests kms. Once again, sorry if these are a bit short <\3 I have so many other requests Iâm working on so bare with me
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Darry
ਠIMO, heâd be the best choice for someone with that personality to be paired with
ਠThe gang is terrified of pissing either of you off
ਠMy ongoing hc/scenario of him = throwing flour at each other whilst cooking together continues to hold up
ਠHe thinks youâre the perfect mix of sweet with a bit of sour
ਠIf you have a little restaurant, etc; heâs always gloating about it
ਠHeâs honestly a little shy about it like one of his coworkers asks abt you during a lunch break and heâs just like âWellâŚ.đ¤đ¤đ¤â
ਠYou guys both share your parents recipes with each other
ਠHeâs the one whoâs always cooking for his brothers/the guys, so itâs helpful when he gets a bigger range of things to make
ਠAlso helpful that you offer to cook with him or just do it yourself sometimes
ਠHe gets pretty worried when he notices you overworking yourself (ironic.)
ਠYou both try to help each other through it and take some burdens off one anotherâs shoulders
ਠYouâre both super independent; power couple
Two-Bit
ਠYou love to cook, he loves to eat
ਠYouâre his saving grace
ਠYou also match his sense of humor which makes you the full package in his eyes
ਠHe canât compliment you without you brushing him off and he hates it LMAO
ਠHe just wants to butter you up but youâre so humble
ਠThen again, he gets all shy when you start sweet-talking him back
ਠYou spoil him with food constantly
ਠâBaby, youâre an amazing cook ân all, but Iâm gaininâ a bit of a belly-â then you just shut him up by stuffing his mouth with more food
ਠYou donât gaf about his weight you just like coddling your funny lilâ handsome guy
ਠLike I said, he cannot stop complimenting you, like itâs impossible for him
ਠHe thinks youâre perfect and feels the need to constantly rub it in other peopleâs faces that they donât have someone like you
ਠLike he bagged a woman who can cook, is funny, nice, gorgeous, and stays humble about all of it????
ਠIt will forever be his greatest achievement
Steve
ਠYou keep him in check
ਠHe can be such a smartass sometimes but he learned not to mess around with you fast
ਠJust sits and watches you cook sometimes because heâs so mesmerized by it
ਠHe debates on stealing ads for your restaurant he sees around town since heâs so proud of you but then he decides itâs probably bad to lower your promo
ਠHe says âThereâs my favorite chef đâ with the dumbest grin on his face whenever he sees you after a while of being apart
ਠIf anyone dares to say something bad about you or your food, etc- his ass is NOT having it
ਠHis smart-ness comes in handy in cases like that
ਠLike I said, you can handle your own and heâs lowkey giggling and kicking his feet on the inside whenever he gets to witness it
ਠHeâs like yes!!!! Thatâs my girl!!! đŁđŁ
ਠBorderline moans when he tastes something new of yours and you canât tell if heâs playing it up or being serious
Dallas
ਠYou walk him like a dog Iâm crying
ਠYouâre really kind most of the time, but he loves that youâre also able to handle yourself
ਠLike going to Buckâs together and some guy is being weird, he thinks heâll have to step in but you handle it just fine on your own
ਠHe wanted you to have his children after that.
ਠAnyways, youâre also really caring over him
ਠNot to mention super loyal which heâs not used to
ਠYou always clean him up after fights (not without scolding him tho)
ਠOnce again, if you own a place yourself or at least work somewhere, heâs always showing up out of the blue
ਠHe reluctantly agrees to be on his best behavior when he visits
ਠThat being said, when he hangs out with Pony and Johnny, heâs always bringing them there for food
ਠHe tries to flirt with you whilst youâre on-job and you do not have any of it
Soda
ਠHeâs always ready to be a taste-tester whenever you try a new recipe
ਠHeâs just so supportive Iâm sobbing I love him
ਠYou pack him lilâ sweets for him to snack on during his shifts at the DX
ਠHe watches you passionately talk about cooking/your job with hearts in his eyes
ਠWhenever girls come into the the DX to flirt with him, he takes the chance to promote your business/the place you work LMAOO
ਠHe worries a bunch when you start working more than normal
ਠHe tries to get you to take breaks but then youâre like â?? You do the same thing with your jobâ and heâs just like âAh.. well, you got me there.â
ਠRealistically though, he gets where youâre coming from about âthe only way to get what you want is through hard workâ and relates to it
ਠThat still doesnât stop him from pouting when you seem more tired than usual when you take longer shifts, etc
ਠYou start helping him and his brothers out financially once you start making more money
ਠHe cries.
Johnny
ਠYou try to help him with his confidence since youâve got a lot of it yourself
ਠYou make him feel secure
ਠYouâre also a pretty big inspiration for him
ਠHe doesnât eat great considering his living conditions other than when he goes over to the Curtisâ, so heâs basically getting full course meals when heâs with you
ਠYou encourage him to get multiple helpings/take a few bites before the foodâs done but then scold the other guys when they try to LMAO
ਠâOh, so Johnny can eat it early but not us??â
ਠâWhat- was I supposed to let him STARVE?!?! đâ
ਠYou care about him so much and always make sure heâs away from his parents as much as possible
ਠYouâre aware he can also handle himself the same way you can, but youâre still protective over him nonetheless
ਠYou have confronted his mom before and desperately tried to keep your usual down-to-earth and kind demeanor, but it didnât work. At all.
ਠYou and Two-Bit are one in the same when it comes to that woman
Pony
ਠHe is SCARFING your food down
ਠIâm dead itâll be gone so fast, he canât help it
ਠLoves that youâre so headstrong since heâs the same way
ਠAnyways, imagine he brings home a small box filled with something you made him from school & Steveâs like âWhereâd you get that from?? đ¤¨â and he gets all smug about it
ਠHe refuses to let him have even the smallest bite
ਠYou get along really easy with everyone and he loves that about you
ਠYouâre always sticking up for him if heâs getting made fun of at school, on the street, etc
ਠIt makes his lilâ heart hammer in his chest
ਠHe visits you during your waitressing shifts
ਠLike he studies and does homework up at the counter while you work and he takes glances up at you every now and then AHHHHH
ਠHe also probably does yours for you depending on how busy you are
ਠYou repay him with food on the house though đ
ਠDarryâs always asking him where heâs been and heâs like â⌠the diner in townâŚđ§â and heâs still suspicious but heâs just glad heâs not getting into trouble
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