#squid (ice scream)

[miihho]

can do headcannons for Myung-gi? Thank you 😭😭

THE KIND OF GUY

(squid game edition boys) sfw

Myung-gi / Player 333

—HE'S THE KIND OF GUY who found himself in fights more often than he’d like to admit. His past was a tangled mess of mistakes and choices that led him down this path. Most times, when he was beaten down, no one cared enough to stop. They’d walk by, eyes averted, pretending not to see him lying there, bruised and exhausted. The pain was familiar, but it was something he had learned to endure alone. So when he found himself on the ground once again, bloodied and sore, he didn’t expect anything to change. He didn’t expect someone to stop and help.

But then, through the blur of his vision, he saw you. Standing there, glowing like something out of a dream, your eyes full of concern. “Are you alright?” you asked, your voice soft, but it was filled with genuine concern. He blinked, shaking his head as if to clear the daze.

“Yeah…” he muttered, wincing slightly as he grabbed your hand and tried to stand. “It didn’t hurt that much.” He forced a weak smile, brushing the dust off his clothes, but his body was screaming from the blows he’d taken. You didn’t look convinced, your eyes scanning him with a frown. “You have bruises everywhere,” you said softly, taking in the sight of his battered form. “You need help, can i treat you?"

He wanted to refuse. He wanted to push you away and tell you it wasn’t worth it, that he was just someone who always ended up in situations like this. But your steady gaze stopped him. He nodded, letting you lead him away from the scene, knowing this would probably be the first time someone would care enough to make sure he wasn’t left to bleed out in a corner.He didn’t expect much—just a quick fix for the bruises. But as you carefully cleaned his cuts and bruises, your touch gentle and your voice soft, something inside him shifted.

The way you didn’t rush, the way you took your time, treating him with more care than anyone ever had, started to break down the walls he’d built around himself. His body still ached, but there was a warmth in his chest, a quiet comfort he hadn’t felt in years. He wasn’t falling in love with you right away. But in that moment, as you tended to his wounds and your eyes met his, something began to grow, slowly and quietly—an unfamiliar feeling, one that made him want to stay just a little longer.

—He’s the type of guy who keeps a distance from everyone, always a little cold, a little aloof, because it’s easier that way. He’s learned to build walls around himself, to guard his emotions, keeping people at arm’s length so he won’t get hurt. It’s become second nature—familiar and safe. But when it comes to you, everything shifts. You become the exception to the rules, the one who manages to break through the armor he’s so carefully crafted.

In your presence, the ice that’s kept him safe for so long begins to melt. The walls that once seemed impenetrable start to crumble, piece by piece, as he finds himself opening up in ways he never thought possible. It’s a vulnerability he’s not used to, one that both terrifies and comforts him in equal measure. For the first time, he doesn’t have to pretend. With you, he can just be. And it’s that warmth, that quiet shift in his soul, that makes him realize—maybe letting you in wasn’t as frightening as he once thought.

—He's type of guy who’d get nervous around you, never having interacted with a girl properly before. This whole thing was new to him. He would rehearse a simple greeting in front of the mirror, repeatedly stumbling over his words.

"Hello, nice to meet you again," he'd say, practicing until it felt right.

But the moment he saw you, standing there, his mind went blank. Flustered, he blurted out, "Meet hello again."

His face flushed red with embarrassment, and without a word, he quickly walked off, leaving you laughing softly at his awkward charm.

—Hes the kind of guy who would drop to his knees with tear-streaked cheeks, begging for another chance. The kind of guy who would plead, his voice trembling with desperation, asking you to take him back.

— He’s the kind of guy who melts under your touch, leaning into the soft strokes of your fingers as they weave through his hair. With you perched on his lap, his arms wrapped securely around your waist, he looks up at you as if you’re the only thing that matters in the world. His eyes, brimming with warmth, trace every feature of your face, and his smile—soft, tender, overflowing with affection—speaks the words his heart can’t contain. To him, this moment is everything: your closeness, your comfort, the quiet intimacy of being held by the one he loves.

—He’s the kind of guy who would drop everything at a moment’s notice just to make you happy. If you told him you wanted your favorite food, he wouldn’t just order it—he’d make sure it came from the best place, double-checking the details so it’s exactly how you like it. If you said you wanted something more, he’d move mountains to find it, his every action steeped in quiet devotion.

—He’s the kind of guy who would hold your bag without hesitation, tie your shoelaces if they came undone, and memorize all the little things that make you smile. If you said you were cold, he’d wrap his jacket around you without a second thought, even if he ended up freezing. If you called him in the middle of the night, needing someone to talk to, he’d show up at your door, no matter how far or inconvenient it was. If you mentioned something you like, he’d make a mental note and surprise you with it later, just to see the joy in your eyes. He’d stay up late if you needed him, wake up early to make your mornings easier, and cancel his own plans just to be there when you need him most.

For him, your happiness is worth everything. He doesn’t just listen to your words—he treasures them, acting on them like they’re his life’s purpose, because loving you isn’t a chore; it’s his greatest joy.

—He’s the kind of guy who pays attention to the tiniest details about you. Like the songs you hum when you’re happy, the exact shade of your favorite color. He remembers your birthday without needing a reminder, but he also knows the little anniversaries you don’t expect him to, like the day you first met or the first time you smiled at him in that special way.

He’d go out of his way to buy you things that match your favorite color—not just big gifts but the little ones, like a keychain he spotted at the store or a pen because he remembered you needed one. He’d surprise you with your favorite snacks on bad days and bring you flowers that match the hues you love, just to see your face light up.

—He’s the kind of guy who listens intently when you talk, even if it’s about something small, and he brings it up later to let you know he was paying attention. He’d notice when you’re feeling off, even if you try to hide it, and he’d do whatever it takes to make you feel better—whether it’s running to get your comfort food, wrapping you in a blanket, or just holding you until the world feels a little less overwhelming.

To him, it’s the small things that matter most because those details are what make you you, and he wants to love every single one of them.

—He's the kind of guy who stumbles over his words when you get too close, as if your presence is too much for him to handle. You don't realize how his heart races, a frantic rhythm he can't control, every beat echoing the weight of your nearness. He tries to pull away, but it's impossible—you're the only thing that makes him feel alive.

—He's kind of guy who would stay away from you for months, not because he wanted to, but because he believed it was for your safety. He worried endlessly that if anyone saw you with him, they’d make you a target—hurt you just to get to him. The thought of putting you in danger was unbearable, so he chose the distance, even if it tore him apart inside.

—Myung gi is the kind of guy who’d make you believe he has pure intentions, but the truth is far darker. He wants you all to himself—every moment of every day, your laughter, your smile, your touch. It's all his in his mind. The thought of anyone else having even a fraction of you fills him with jealousy, and he’ll do anything to keep it that way. You’re his everything, and in his eyes, no one else deserves a piece of you.

—He’s the kind if guy who secretly craves being treated like a precious little one, wanting to be praised for being good, his heart swelling at every word of affection you give him. When you look at him with that soft, loving gaze, calling him "baby" and showering him with overly sweet pet names, something inside him melts. It's not just the words, it's the way you care for him—like he's fragile, like he’s yours to protect. He acts tough on the outside, but deep down, he’s soft for you. Your attention, your affection—it’s everything to him, and he’s more than willing to be the one who melts under your love. He’d give anything to hear you speak to him like that forever.

(he's so IWBWIWHWIWJ😭😭☹️👊🏻)

[greengoblinswifey]

could you do a story where frontman is readers sugar daddy, please and thank you I ❤️ your writing.

Luxury & Lies— Hwang In-ho x Fem!Reader

summary— Being In-ho’s sugar baby came with luxuries beyond your wildest dreams. You never questioned where his wealth came from, only cared about what you could get out of him. But when you stumbled upon the truth, the Squid Game and the power he held as the Front Man, you knew exactly how to use it to your advantage. And In-ho? He’d do anything to keep you.

warnings— Sugar daddy!in-ho, manipulation, cunnilingus, body worship, praise kink, unprotected sex, creampie, fluff.

a/n— Thank you and enjoy <3

Youth and beauty on the outside was not eternal, that being said, you were always one to use it to your advantage.

It was by using those assets that caused you to stumble upon Hwang In-ho. He was an older yet very attractive man and obviously very wealthy. You knew how to play the game right and the night you had met In-ho, you were seated in the lounge area of an upscale restaurant that was famous for transactions like this.

He slipped into the seat next to you, decked in an expensive suit and as soon as you flipped your hair and tilted your head, he was sold.

You didn’t have to say much, especially when it came to older men, you let him do the talking, you were just there to look pretty and get what you want. And you got way more than you bargained for being Hwang In-ho’s sugar baby.

In-ho always gave you what you wanted. That was the foundation of your arrangement. You asked, and he delivered—no questions, no hesitations. It started with luxury handbags and designer clothes and shoes, then first class trips and five star hotels, and before you knew it, you had an entire apartment paid for in your name and a collection of jewelry that could make royalty jealous.

Being with In-ho meant being spoiled, but it also meant playing your role. You were his eye candy at every event, the one in his arm in dresses he picked out for you, flashing a smile that made investors and business partners envious. You liked the life you lived, liked the way people looked at you when you walked into a room together.

You never questioned how he could afford it all. What did it matter? You weren’t with him for his morality, you were with him for what he could give you.

But then you found out.

It had been an accident, really. You were in his office at the penthouse, bored and nosy, and you stumbled across a locked drawer in his desk. He always kept things private, but this was different, the secrecy intrigued you. So you looked until you found the key, expecting maybe some business documents or an old affair he never wanted you to know about.

You didn’t expect tapes.

Or the footage of people being slaughtered.

You sat frozen, watching clips from the so called Squid Game, men and women gunned down like animals, the screams piercing even through the speakers of his monitor. And there, in the midst of it all, was him—your sugar daddy, the man who paid for your lifestyle, standing over it all in that black mask.

The Front Man.

The truth settled like ice in your veins, but strangely, you weren’t horrified. You were curious.

For the first time since meeting In-ho, you had leverage.

So, you confronted him.

You remembered the way he looked at you when you brought it up. The sharp inhale. The slight flinch. He had tried to keep you in the dark for a reason, because, deep down, he feared this exact moment.

“You weren’t supposed to see that,” he said, voice carefully neutral.

“Yeah?” You folded your arms. “Well, I did.”

A pause. A long, heavy silence. And then, a confession. He admitted everything. How long he had been in charge. What the games really were. The money, the power, the control.

“I understand if you don’t want to be with me anymore,” he said eventually, looking down. “I won’t stop you.”

That was the moment you could have walked away. Should have, maybe. But you had no intention of leaving.

Instead, you put on a show, acted like you needed time, like you were shaken and unsure. Let him panic, let him compensate.

And, oh, did he compensate.

A brand new penthouse apartment, yours, fully paid for. A car, your dream model, delivered to your doorstep. Cash in your account, a credit card linked to his bank account. Jewelry, vacations, an all expenses paid trip with your homegirls on his private jet, all while he stayed behind, giving you space.

He only texted you once.

“Let me know when you're ready to talk.”

When you had everything you wanted, you decided it was time.

The night you returned, he was already waiting in your penthouse, standing by the windows with a glass of whiskey.

“You look beautiful,” he said, scanning your outfit like he hadn’t seen you in weeks, which he hadn’t. “Did you have a good trip?”

“It was perfect,” you said, slipping off your coat and letting it drop onto the couch. “Thanks to you.”

He exhaled softly, nodding. “And are you ready to talk?”

“I am,” you said as you walked toward him slowly, heels clicking against the floor.

He tensed. You could see it in the way his fingers curled slightly against the glass, like he was bracing himself for the worst.

“You kept a huge secret from me, In-ho,” you murmured, stopping just inches away. “That’s not something I can just forgive overnight.”

“I know,” he said quietly. “And I’m sorry. For all of it.”

“I bet you are.” You reached for his tie, giving it a gentle tug. “But sorry isn’t enough. You have to earn my trust again.”

His breathing hitched. “Anything,” he murmured, voice low. “Just tell me what I need to do.”

You smiled, slow and sultry. “Good,” you said, stepping backward toward the bedroom. “Then follow me.” And just like that, he did.

You led him across the penthouse, never looking back, because you didn’t need to, you could feel his presence behind you, could feel the heat of his stare. By the time you reached the bedroom, you stopped at the edge of the bed, tilting your head just slightly over your shoulder.

He was watching you with hungry, dark eyes, scanning every inch of you. And then, you let yourself fall back against the silk sheets, stretching out, parting your legs to make your point.

His breath came uneven. “You—”

“You said you’d do anything,” you murmured, hooking a leg around his waist and pulling him closer. “Show me.”

Something inside him snapped.

He was on you in seconds, his hands gripping you, lips crashing against yours with a desperation you had never felt from him before. He wasn’t just indulging you—he was proving himself.

For the rest of the night, he did exactly that.

Because at the end of the day, you always got what you wanted.

The second In-ho had you beneath him, it was like something inside him broke loose. His hands were at your clothes in an instant, fabric tearing under his grip as he stripped you naked. The sound of ripping seams filled the air, followed by a sharp gasp from you as cool air met your skin.

“In-ho—”

“Shh, baby,” he murmured, dark eyes flickering over you like he was soaking up every inch to memory.

His lips were on you before you could respond, trailing hot, open mouthed kisses down your neck, across your collarbone, over your breasts. His lips were everywhere, like he was trying to worship and make it up to you.

Then he was lower, his mouth pressing against your stomach, his hands holding you steady as you squirmed.

“Fuck,” you whimpered, breath catching.

“Look at you,” he groaned. “So perfect. Always so goddamn perfect for me.”

And then, he had you unraveling.

The first stroke of his tongue against your pussy had your back arching, fingers twisting into the sheets as pleasure shot through you like lightning. He moaned against you, gripping your thighs to hold you still, but you couldn’t—not when he was devouring you like this, like he had been starved for you.

“You taste so good,” he murmured against your pussy, pressing a kiss between every stroke of his tongue. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

You barely heard him past the pleasure that built and built with every expert movement of his mouth. He was relentless, slow at first, savoring you, but when he felt you tense, when he heard the way you gasped his name, he tightened his grip and ravished you with ferocity that had your legs shaking.

“That’s it,” he rasped. “Cum for me, baby. Let me hear you.”

And when you finally came, when you cried out so loud you swore the whole city could hear, he only held you through it, kissing your thighs, whispering praises against your heated skin.

“You’re a dream,” he breathed, pressing a lingering kiss just below your navel. “So beautiful. So good for me.”

In-ho didn’t stop. Even after you were left trembling beneath him, after your breath was still shaky and your body tingled from the aftershocks, he kept kissing you, soft presses of his lips against your skin.

“You're everything,” he murmured between kisses, trailing from your chest to your lips. “More than I deserve.”

The way you shivered when his fingers brushed your breasts, the way your breath hitched when he pressed a kiss just below your chest. He worshiped you, whispering apologies against your skin.

“Forgive me,” he said, forehead resting against yours. “For everything. For keeping things from you, for being selfish enough to want you despite it all.”

You cupped his face, brushing your thumbs over his cheekbones. “You're not losing me,” you promised softly, and the way his eyes darkened told you he believed you—but he needed to prove himself anyway.

His mouth found yours in a desperate kiss, hands gripping your hips as he pressed himself against you. You felt him—all of him, hard and heavy against your thigh.

Another thing about In-ho? He was the full package. The biggest you’d had, the biggest you probably ever would have, and he knew exactly how to use it.

He smirked at the way you swallowed hard, his hands skimming down your sides, teasing, making you wait.

“You always act like such a brat,” he murmured, pressing open mouthed kisses to your neck. “Like you don’t need me.” His hand wrapped around your thigh, pulling you flush against him. “But then I get you like this, and you melt for me.”

“In-ho,” you gasped, gripping his shoulders.

“Shh, baby,” he murmured, dragging it out, making you feel every inch of his cock as he slowly pressed against your folds. “Let me take care of you.”

And when he finally gave in, when he finally stopped teasing and claimed you, it was deep, slow, possessive. He worshiped you, murmuring praises against your lips, against your skin. He filled you inch by inch, your pussy quivering around him.

“You're perfect,” he groaned. “Such a good girl for me.”

Your nails dug into his back, legs tightening around him as he pulled you closer, right on his dick. Every slow, deep stroke unraveled you, and he felt everything, the way you clung to him, the way you gasped his name like a prayer.

“That’s it, baby,” he coaxed, pressing his forehead to yours. “Give it to me. Cum.”

And when you finally did, when you cried out and your body tensed beneath him, he held you through it, his own breath ragged, his grip tightening like he never wanted to let you go.

He didn’t pull away right away—just kissed you through it, pressing soft kisses to your cheeks, your forehead, your lips. Soon, you felt the rush of his cum filling you up and his soft moans in your ear.

“Mine,” he murmured against your skin. “You’re mine.”

In-ho never just left you after. That wasn’t who he was.

No matter how intense things got, no matter how desperate or needy, he always made sure to take care of you after.

Tonight was no different.

He pressed a kiss to your temple before slipping away, only to return moments later with a warm cloth. He handled you carefully, murmuring soft praises as he cleaned you up, whispering apologies when you flinched from sensitivity. His touch was steady, so unlike the man who ran the most brutal game in existence. With you, he was different.

“You okay, baby?” he asked, running a hand down your thigh as he finished.

You nodded sleepily, reaching for him. “Mhm.”

That was all he needed to hear. He tossed the cloth aside and pulled you into his arms, shifting until you were resting on his chest, his fingers tracing circles into your skin.

“I’ll prove myself to you every day,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I’ll always be here for you.”

You hummed in response, half asleep against him, but he knew you heard him.

That was something about In-ho, you knew this arrangement was transactional, but there was something deeply intimate in the way he held you after, in the way he needed to keep you close, like he was afraid you’d slip away in the night.

Even now, his grip on you was firm.

“You’re so good to me,” you mumbled, fingertips skimming his jaw.

“You deserve it,” he murmured, eyes half lidded as he looked down at you. “And more.”

He held you like that for the rest of the night, whispering sweet nothings, pressing lazy kisses to your hair. You didn’t need to say it out loud, but you both knew, no matter how complicated things were, he wasn’t letting you go.

[anisespice]

“ baby steps ” || tokyo rev. pt. 2

continuation of this post.

pairings: bonten x fem!reader [ kaku, rin, koko ]

warnings: mature content ahead. MDI. mature language, crude humor, mild angst w/ comfort (mostly comfort), deadbeat!bonten (unintentionally), more on the lighter side compared to the first parts, this one doesn’t feel as “:((“, mentions of misbehavior and it’s slightly glorified? vandalism? and i think that’s it :))

notes: IF YOU SAW THE FIRST DRAFT/ACCIDENTAL POST OF THIS NO YOU DIDNT 🫵🏾😀. God this took me so so long, I kept changing ideas, and then getting new ones on top of those changes and ugh, and the next thing I know it’s FREAKING MIDNIGHT AND I HAVE WORK IN SIX HOURS :D but it’s fine it’s fine b/c it is DONE. Thank you so so so much for your patience, and I hope you enjoy!

notes ii: not proof read, probably loads of typos, but will edit accordingly.

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KAKUCHO felt a lot of things at the moment. It ranged from nausea, to anticipation, to straight up panic as if he were actively being hunted for sport. But, instead of imminent danger, he was standing in the middle of the parking lot outside of your apartment building, flowers in hand, dressed in his Sunday’s best.

Cliche? Yes. Over the top? Absolutely.

But he was willing to risk his pride if it meant showing you his devotion, his determination in making things right. With every step he took, growing closer and closer into your world, into the world he chose to leave in the first place, his heart harshly thudded in his ears, thankfully drowning out those doubtful thoughts that plagued him ever since he saw you beneath those cherry blossoms not too long ago.

Before he knew it, he was standing at your door.

His grip around the flowers was deathly, blood cold as ice, sweat forming at his hairline. Kakucho gulped, reaching up to tug at his collar. The suit was tailored, and yet it never felt more suffocating. He could faintly hear your son’s screams of joy just beyond the door, followed by your sweet voice. It was pretty late, and Kakucho assumed the little guy would’ve been in bed by now. This only added more stress to his full plate. It would be hard enough trying to face you again, but to face your child as well? His flesh and blood?

“Oh, god…” he muttered, the reality starting to cave in.

He couldn’t do this…he wasn’t ready. Maybe he could try again tomorrow…or the next day…or the next— The front door clicks.

Next thing he knew, it was wide open. And there you stood, son on your hip and all. Kakucho had never felt more unworthy of such a tender sight in all his life, wanting nothing more than for whatever god above to smite him down so that he may die a happy man. You looked so healthy, face fuller and curves to show how kind the years have been. Your son eyed Kakucho curiously, fist in his mouth as he suckled on his hand. His eyes nearly popped out of his head, feeling like a bug under a spotlight. His lips trembled, words lost with only chopped intakes of air in their place, and soon came the tears.

You didn’t look angry. You didn’t even look perturbed.

If anything you looked…expectant. As if you were awaiting his arrival.

“[_]-..[____]…” he eventually spoke, meekly. You offered him a small smile, adjusting the boy from one hip to the other. “I..I don’t.. how’d you…?”

You gestured to the flowers. “Ms. Toshinori called. Said an old ‘regular’ came by requesting a big order of my favorites. And that she was happy to hear that we were… working things out.”

Kakucho’s brows furrowed. Then, came realization. It didn’t even occur to him where he was purchasing the flowers from, it’d been so long, he didn’t think twice. He used to visit Ms. Toshinori’s little flower shop on his way home from work just to see your smile. He supposed old habits die hard. “At first, I thought she was mistaken, chalked it up to old age and… I didn’t really have the heart to correct her. But, then I saw you standing in the parking lot. For quite a while.”

Kakucho flushed, gaze shifting away. You chuckled, your son resting his head on your shoulder while he fiddled with your necklace. “By the time you decided to come up here, I had already made up my mind. Figured if you’re going through all this trouble, then…it couldn’t hurt to pretend just this once.”

“Pretend..?”

“…That we’re working things out.”

Kakucho felt a slight pang, a bitterness blooming from the pit of his stomach and into his throat, like bile after a long night of drinking. A weak smile grew on his face, “For how long.. would we pretend?”

He spared a glance at you both, soaking in as much of it as he could in case it would soon be the last. You hummed in thought, reaching up to take the necklace’s charm out of your son’s mouth. “Not sure. This little one can play pretend for hours, sometimes days.”

You gently bounced your son making him giggle, snuggling his face into your shoulder. Kakucho’s smile grew wobbly, catching on quick to what you were insinuating. “I see…well. Lucky for all of us, I’ve got plenty of time to play pretend…”

Gnawing on your lower lip, you gave him a look that was full of yearning, years worth of unspoken words and unanswered questions hidden in the storm that was your gaze. Kakucho probably didn’t look any different, the dark circles under his eyes could tell a thousand stories. All of them with one ending—You. Always you.

Looking down at your son, you looked back at Kakucho with a tender smile and gestured to the flowers once more, “Trade ya?”

Kakucho stiffened, eyes widening ever so slightly. “Won’t that…upset him?”

“Trust me.” You reassured, already in the process of handing him over. Kakucho stuttered in his steps, especially when your son was already reaching out to him, content. “He’s real cuddly. When you’re calm, he’s calm.”

You happily took the flowers from his hands, noticing the poor stems had been slightly crushed beneath his iron grip. Kakucho adjusted his hold on the boy, making sure he was comfortable, and not weirdly positioned. “Seems rather…dangerous, don’t you think? For him to be ok in a stranger’s arms so…easily?”

“Not if that stranger is his father.”

His breath hitched. Kakucho felt that lump in his throat grow, making it hard for him to swallow. Watery eyes gazed down at the small child as he reached up to trace his scar, curious eyes taking him in, no fear, no disgust…just pure. Kakucho allowed a few tears to fall, blessed to be in this moment when he felt in his soul that he didn’t deserve it.

“What’s…what’s his name?”

After inhaling the sweet scent of the flowers, a warmth spread through you that you hadn’t felt in a while. You knew this wouldn’t automatically make things ok again, it would take some time, some more healing to even scratch the surface. But with him right back where he belonged, safe and alive, and with you…you figured this was at least a start. You watched as father and son interacted for the first time, savoring the memory so that it’s deeply etched into you like a tattoo. And with a gentle hum, you replied.

“Izana.”

You wasted no time high tailing it out of the gym.

After the initial shock passed, RINDOU didn’t even have the chance to make awkward small talk with you before you’re giving him a half-assed “thanks”, turning heel and booking it for the nearest exit. The last thing he saw before you disappeared through the doors was the confused, but sad look on little Rintaro’s face as he waved goodbye.

He couldn’t even blame you for the abrupt exit. With how he ended things with you way back when…he wouldn’t want to speak to him either.

Rindou stood there, feeling a little…lost. Discombobulated? He couldn’t exactly pinpoint the word, but he knew he didn’t like it. Does he just go about his day? Continue his workout, then go home like none of this happened? Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t. Not when he couldn’t shake the nagging feeling in the back of his mind, those little contextual clues given to him by the young boy, that he wouldn’t piece together until he was already laying in bed that night, wide awake.

Roughly four years…mom is his ex…no dad in the picture…

“Shit.” He cursed into the darkness.

—

With the street lights illuminating his path, guiding his muscle memory to surroundings he remembered all too well from many nights in the past, Rindou couldn’t sleep without knowing the truth, without having some sort of closure to the numerous thoughts that wouldn’t allow him a wink.

Wearing nothing but old sweats and hoodie, he practically raced through the night until he was standing outside of the diner you, hopefully, still worked at. It was one of those open late joints, a ‘ma and pop’ sorta spot where the atmosphere and food always made it seem like coming to a second home. Frantically, he looked through the store window, panting to the point where you could see his breath fogging the glass. He was begging, praying to catch a glimpse of your familiar frame, not knowing what else he would do to find answers if you weren’t there. Certainly you long blocked his number, no doubt moved out of the apartment you also shared many nights in together…

Knock, knock, knock.

Rindou jumps in his skin, not expecting the intruding sound to cut through his internal crisis. It wasn’t a harsh sound, if anything it barely held any weight behind it. He looked around, eyes wide with caution…had he cracked? Hearing things now?

Knock, knock, knock.

He blinked in mild annoyance, thinking someone was dicking with him until, in his peripheral, he saw little hands waving at him from below. Rindou looked down, and didn’t know whether to be relieved or unnerved. There, in all his excitement of seeing his new gym buddy again, Rintaro waved at Rindou with a big smile, cheers of his name muffled through the glass. His prayers were answered; you did still work there.

“Rintaro, are you being a good boy like mommy asked..?”

When you came back to the front to the sound of your child celebrating, imagine your absolute horror to see your ex not once, but twice in the same day, standing outside your work. It was a hex, someone was definitely out to get you, or maybe the universe was testing your resilience, throwing mistakes from your past directly in your face like salt in the wound. Years it’s been since he tore your heart into pieces, years since those double lines appeared on the pregnancy test, years goddammit—So why now?

All that work of actively avoiding him, wasted, just because you wanted to work off a little bit of the baby weight, and couldn’t find a sitter. For a split second, you had the crazy thought that if you stood perfectly still, maybe he would get creeped out and leave. But, haven’t you learned by now that the universe wasn’t on your side? Your son was just tall enough to reach up and unlock the front door to the shop before you had the chance to stop him, with just one push of his tiny, sticky little fingers and your past merges in with your present.

“Rin-Rin!” He chanted as Rindou hesitantly opened the door, the bells chiming like a bad omen as he crossed the threshold. Rintaro extended his arms up, wanting to be picked up.

The walking mullet looked as if he was being asked to perform surgery, wide eyes darting between you and your son, as if uncomfortable to deny and uncomfortable to comply. He doesn’t ponder for long, testing the waters by granting the little boy his wish, picking him up and holding him securely to his side. Rintaro squealed, excited giggles escaping him for being so high off the ground. You couldn’t help but find the scene endearing…but there was no overshadowing the fatass elephant in the room.

You crossed your arms, awaiting for him to break the awkward tension, if he dared to do so. And to your surprise, he does. Rindou cleared his throat, holding Rintaro with one arm while the other rubbed the back of his neck. “Uh…hey.”

You raised a brow. Hey?? You remained silent, not dignifying that wack attempt at conversation with an answer just yet. If he squirmed, then so be it. It was the least you deserved. Rindou winced slightly at the silence, taking it as a bad sign.

“Didn’t think you’d still be here, of all places...”

“And where’d you think I would be?”

He shrugged, “Dunno��not here.”

You scoffed, “Yeah, well, bills gotta be paid and mouths gotta be fed. Didn’t exactly have many options. Besides, I don’t want to go anywhere else. The Nakamura’s have always treated me well. The pay’s good, and Rintaro gets to eat for free.”

Rintaro beamed, “I eat all my vegables!”

Rindou couldn’t help the small lift in the corner of his mouth. “That’s good. You’ll be big and strong in no time.”

The boy nodded eagerly, his enthusiasm infectious. Looking at him this closely, Rindou felt his chest tighten more and more as the truth he was looking for was staring him right in the face, babbling on about the heroes, or how many chicken nuggets he can eat in one sitting. It was like white noise in the moment, his eyes too busy taking in every eyelash, every freckle, every detail that so blatantly screamed Rindou Haitani.

“Rin.”

Both boys snapped from their stupor, turning their heads to look at you simultaneously. It was habitual to call him by his nickname, one that was also occasionally used for your son, and to have them both respond in that moment just felt like too much. You shakily inhaled, arms tightening around you like a hug, shielding from the unfortunate circumstances that you were gonna have to face head on. “Rinta. Will you be a sweetheart and help Mrs. Nakamura count the silverware? But only the spoons, ok?”

“But, mommyyy! Rin-Rin just got here! I wanna-!”

“Oi. Listen to your ma, little man.” He affirmed, setting him on the ground. Rintaro pouted up at him, but only received a playfully stern look. “We’ll talk again soon.”

Rintaro huffed, “Promise?”

Rindou hesitated, looking up at you. You served no aid as you avoided it, merely telling Rintaro once more to help in the back room. He sighed, “Yeah…maybe.”

The little boy deflated, but listened all the same as he ran to the kitchen through the swing-doors. You exhaled, pinching the bridge of your nose. The two of you stood in silence, neither one eager to speak on what’s obviously troubling you both. Rindou sighed once more, walking over to a nearby table, flipping one of the chairs that was stacked on top to set it back on the floor. He does the same for the one across from him, a silent invitation that doesn’t go unnoticed…but it is ignored.

“What are you doing here, Rin?”

He ran a hand through his hair, “Tsk. Couldn’t sleep.”

“Don’t bullshit me.” You hissed, making sure to be mindful of your volume. “The gym was mere coincidence, but you came looking for me here. Why?”

“...Thought that’d be obvious.”

“Jesus,” you dryly chuckled, looking at him incredulously. “All this time, and you’re still an avoidant asshole. Can you just, for once, speak directly.”

Rindou frowned, “You want direct? Fine. That’s my goddamn son in there, and I wanna know why you’ve kept him from me-”

“Shh!” You quickly shushed, looking over your shoulder. “Keep your voice down.”

“Now who’s being avoidant.” He leaned back in the chair, one arm hanging over the back. “Well?”

“You know what, you’ve got some nerve demanding anything from me, from us. You gave up any involvement in my life when you decided that you didn’t want me anymore. That you didn’t want more with me, remember that?”

He did. Remembered like it was yesterday.

It was textbook, what was suppose to be casual sex gets ruined when feelings get involved. But, you weren’t even the first to fall. He was. And at the time, that frightened him. So much to the point he was willing to lie to avoid his own feelings, willing to hurt you to save face…a coward. And he wore that label ever since.

“It doesn’t matter…you still…still could’ve told me. I was a piece of shit, but I…I wouldn’t have let you go through that alone. You never should’ve went through that alone…”

The way he looked at you, with such sorrow…you could feel a crack in your resolve. With a scoff, you eventually find yourself taking the seat across from him, but angled away from him. He visibly relaxed, taking this as some form of resignation; a truce.

You fiddled with your fingers, looking down. “You were all he could talk about.” You muttered. Rindou hummed in question, leaning forward. “Rintaro. He was non-stop with how much he learned from you today, how big and strong you were…how he couldn’t wait to see you again.”

Rindou sat in silence, listening intently. You continued. “I love that little boy. With all my heart. And I want nothing but the best for him…and for the longest time I believed that couldn’t be you. And I think that’s why…I never told you.”

He swallowed, nodding stiffly. It wasn’t easy to hear, but he understood. You could both hear the faint chatter and clanking of Rintaro and Mrs. Nakamura in the back, filling the silence with something other than the weight of your words. “I’m sorry…for everything. I wasn’t…you needed me and I wasn’t there for you. I still regret it to this day. And I’ll continue to regret it knowing what you’ve gone through-”

“But.”

He paused, then perked up like a hound. “..But?”

“But, I’ll reconsider this if you can show me you’re committed. Not just to me…but to Rintaro. He doesn’t need someone who will come and go from his life, if you don’t think you’ll be a constant-“

“I do. I-I want to be. I’ll do whatever it takes.”

You nodded, slowly, considerably. “Promise?”

He nearly snorted, the childish request reminding him all to well of the little someone just mere feet away sorting through spoons. Rindou crossed his heart, and extended his pinky. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, yet your humored him anyway by linking yours together.

“Promise.”

“Good,” you grinned. Then turned towards the kitchen to call out to your son, “Rinta! Rin-Rin said he’s gonna help you sweep the floors for mommy!”

“Yayyy!”

Rindou choked, looking at you, puzzled. “What—You making me do free labor now? That wasn’t part of the deal…” he grumbled, though not too upset. Especially with how eager Rintaro was. You shrugged, standing up to go balance the register.

“Think of it as your first test. Whatever it takes, remember?” You handed him a broom right when Rintaro came rushing out, practically driving for Rindou’s leg to latch onto.

He looked down at the beaming ray of joy, his sourness melting away with every passing second as he reached down to ruffle his hair. “Yeah. I remember.”

It was like walking into an active crime scene.

There were multiple security guards. Knocked over furniture, exotic plants ripped from their oversized pots, muddy shoe and handprints, broken glass everywhere.

And at the root of all the chaos, wearing a proud grin whilst clutching a necklace worth more than a mortgage in one hand and a chunk of…white hair strands in the other, stood your little angel.

You felt your knees buckle, one officer quick to steady you as another scrutinized. “Ma’am, I presume this is your missing child?”

“Look, mommy! I got the shiny! I got it!”

With curled in lips, you inhaled deeply through your nose before giving a small, resigned nod. You’re then immediately bombarded by a disheveled-looking woman with a crooked name tag attached to her blazer, who you immediately concluded to be the manager based on her aura alone. She was more than happy to berate and condemn you for your poor parenting skills, going on and on about the damages done, the embarrassment she was subjected to—“In all my years, I have never experienced such a tyrant of a child, such disregard to her elders, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, allowing such behavior! Honestly, you call yourself a mother?! If she were my child, I would’ve-”

“My deepest apologies.” You cut her off with a deep bow, mainly to shut her up but also to shut her up. You were about two seconds away from causing another scene, and the last thing you needed was extra charges added to the tab.

Truthfully, you were holding back laughter more than tears. Sure, it was all quite devastating, you were already kissing her college fund goodbye in order to levitate this situation. But, to think that such a small thing could cause such a large upset, in such a short amount of time?

Inspirational.

Plus, it’s not like anyone got hurt.

“WHERE IS SHE? WHERE’S THE FUCKING BITCH?”

Everyone in the room stiffened to statues, aside from your daughter, whom glared at the figure approaching from somewhere in the store. She quickly scampered over to hide behind your legs, necklace and chunk of hair still in clutch. Soon, you no longer needed to guess who the hair belonged to.

KOKONOI came onto the scene like a raging bull, ready to tear a new one into the womb-holder that birthed such a vicious spawn who had the audacity to rip out some of his glorious hair follicles. He had excused himself briefly to assess how much damage had been done, only to return once he caught wind that the mother was found. Security was quick to stand on either side of you to make sure you nor your daughter tried to make a run for it. The manager tried to hide her schadenfreude, but it was poor attempt at worst.

However, it would be short lived the second Koko’s eyes landed on you, and in real time everyone witnessed all of that steam just…evaporate. Fury no longer adorned his face, but instead in its place held something more unreadable.

“Ah. [______]. W-What a.. lovely surprise. It’s been a while...”

You blanched, “H-Hajime..? This is…this is your store?”

You really would be kissing that college fund goodbye.

Kokonoi blinked, “Hm? Oh! Yes, yes I suppose it is.” He blinked again as if this fact was just realized, looking around and frowning at the state it was in. “Belinda, for Christ’s sake, what do I pay you for if you’re gonna allow the place to look like a goddamn back alley?”

Said manager spluttered, fixing Koko with a widened stare look. Did his brain just completely reset itself of the last 30 minutes?? She looked at the security, then back at him, approaching it cautiously in case he snapped on her again, “S-Sir…the child.”

Kokonoi’s eyes drifted over to said girl currently glaring at him from behind your leg, diamond necklace dangling from her small neck and strands of his hair still in her fist like some sort of forewarning. He grimaced, brow twitching, but waved it off, “Right. Well, kids will be kids. No harm done.”

“H A H H H H H ????”

Even you were caught off guard. When he first came barreling in, you half expected him to make you sign away your soul in order to cover the hair salon trip let alone the property damage. Now? You would think it were a minor inconvenience not worth the time, or energy. Belinda looked gobsmacked, security standing with question marks above their heads like corrupted NPCs. Your daughter peered up at you with curiosity, maybe even confusion herself, with her lower lip jutted out as she tugged on your jeans.

She whispered, “Mommy, that man’s weird…”

Kokonoi’s eyes practically lit up, “Oh, so this little one is yours?”

“Uh,” you flushed, hands beginning to sweat. “Yes…she’s mine.”

“Fascinating. What’s her name?”

“…Yumeko.”

He hummed, crouching down to her eye level, “Yumeko. Such a haunting name, for a haunting little girl. Your mother chose nicely. I’ve always adored the name...”

She stuck her tongue out at him before hiding her face in your leg. He grinned, amused, like he was when he first met her. Kokonoi wasn’t certain what caused his shift in approach…the nostalgia, perhaps. Seeing an old flame, the one that got away and took his heart with her…the one whose gift that was never opened, once a display item now in the possession of your child…sweet irony, he believed. Poetic, even.

“Sir, I really think we should revisit the more pressing issue here.” Belinda interjected, receiving agreements from security.

“Yes, tell us how you’d like to proceed, and we can have these two escorted off the property-”

The white-haired man fixed the guard with a ghastly scowl, hissing a low threat, “Touch either one of them, and I’ll make sure it’s the last thing you do in your pathetic waste of a life.”

Aside from you, everyone took a small step back. Used to these sort of threats, you lightly chastised him, “There’s no need for that.”

“Nonsense.” He looked at the manager, his gaze alone making her flinch. “Get this cleaned up. As of right now, none of this ever happened, understand?”

“B-But, sir-”

“I don’t like to repeat myself, Belinda. I’d advice you don’t make me.”

Belinda looked as if she were on the verge of combustion. But, she swallowed that feeling deep, deep down and gave a strained, “R-Right away, sir…”

Kokonoi nodded, then turned to the security, “You’re dismissed. And not a single report on this, or I’ll have the heads of your loved ones.”

“Hajime.”

He turned to you, and grasped your hand. “We’ve so much to catch up on. Come, we’ll discuss details somewhere private, you can tell me all about little Yumeko. I have many, many questions.”

“Haji-”

There was no room for protest. As he crouched to scoop up Yumeko in one arm and held your hand tightly in the other, borderline kidnapping, your daughter squirmed while you merely floundered, struggling to keep up with how fast things have escalated as he guided you both away from the mess he’d already forgotten.

“Hammy!” Yumeko screamed, of which made you backtrack for a split second to grab the piggy bank still sitting safe on top of the shattered display case.

Belinda and the security guards watched in disbelief. You parted with a stiff smile and nod, before skittering back to catch up with the white-haired gangster who was getting farther and farther with your child in tow.

Looking like a dysfunctional family already.

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Stuck (Luke Hughes)

Warning(s): none

Luke Hughes x female!reader

Summary: In which you do the famous Tik Tok trend, telling your boyfriend your tampon is stuck

It was a nicer evening in Jersey, the weather finally being decent after being knocked over by the crazy below zero insanity. Y/n was finishing up her skincare waiting for Luke and Jack to get back to the apartment from an evening practice, a plan in motion to prank Luke.

It had become a thing between the couple to prank one another after a night post a game, when Luke decided to bring home squid thrown on the ice by a fan.

Leaving it in the fridge for y/n to only yell out a scream at the rotting sea creature the next morning, trying to get her coffee before her workout.

She had been doing her digging for this next prank, knowing it was time for her to hit him with one. This one was more so a test too. A loyalty test if you will. Thanks to Tik Tok of course.

One afternoon, y/n was scrolling through her for you page, only to stumble upon a prank a girlfriend did to her boyfriend. A tampon prank. She immediately grinned ear to ear, knowing that this little test would get Luke to cave.

It had to at least. Especially sine she was actually on her time of the month. It would be more believable.

So after finishing her skincare, hearing the front door open, she set her phone up in a way where it wouldn't look suspicious or seen easily by the curly-headed boy.

"May the pranks be ever in your favor, Hughesy," she chuckles quietly to the phone, hearing her name being called out.

"Babe?" he calls out, his footsteps being heard down the hallway.

She could hear the brothers saying goodnight to one another, his bedroom door opening. "Baby, you good?" she hears on the other side of the door, the girl trying to hide her amused smile before answering.

"I uh," she says slowly. "Luke?" she says, biting her lip to hide her laugh.

"What's going on?" he asks, the girl opening the door. He scans her figure, a confused frown on his face. Y/n crosses her arms, looking up at him.

"I need you to take me seriously when I tell you this, okay?" she said, watching an eyebrow of his raise.

"Why?" he trails off slowly, then his eyes widen. "Are you pregnant, y/n?"

She rolls her eyes and palms her forehead. "No, babe, I'm on my period remember?"

"Oh shit right. Then why are you acting funny?"

"You swear you won't laugh at me?"

"Promise you I won't."

Y/n sighs, hiding her face in her hands for a second as they stood there. "I was trying to change my, you know, out," she starts off, her eyes looking up at to his.

"And I can't find the string." she says, watching his face turn contort into a frown. "What string?"

"Luke my tampon is stuck."

His eyes widen, eyebrows raise, mouth dropping slightly. "What do you mean it's stuck? Where's the little string attached to it?" he whispers in shock, running his hand over his mouth.

Y/n looks at him with a look. "Luke I just said I can't find it. It's really stuck, like I can't get it out." she says, watching his face contort to different emotions.

"So what're you going do? How're you gonna get it out?" he asks, gesturing to her lower abdomen, one hand on his hip.

She gives him a sheepish smile, watching the confusion turn to horror. "Luke," she trails off. "I need you to try and help get it out."

Luke freezes, his eyes looking back into hers, then darting down to her abdomen, then back to her eyes slowly. "Get the thing out? The thing inside you?" he asks, and she nods with a hum.

"Lu, it's really stuck. I really cannot get it out." she says in a horrified voice. He hums, staying frozen in his position.

"Do you think you can get it out?" she asks.

"Uh huh," he says softly with a nod, his horrified eyes looking into hers.

"Really? You'd help me even if it's all bloody?" she says, watching him put a hand over his mouth and nod once again. "Yeah, yup, sure would." he stutters out.

Luke runs a hand over his face, walking away from the doorway for a second, only to come back without his sweatshirt on, only clad in his t-shirt that was underneath.

"Alright baby, let's get this going," he says while shaking his arms out as if he was about to go lift something heavy. He turns on his flashlight from his phone, making his way towards her.

She immediately puts a hand on his chest, bursting into a fit of giggles. He looks at her with a frown, raising his hands up in the air. "What? I'm gonna help you get this thing out, aren't I?"

"Babe, it was a prank." she laughs, pointing to her phone. He immediately looks over at the camera, rolls his eyes, mumbles an oh thank fuck, walking out of the bathroom.

Y/n rolls her eyes at his dramatic response. "Oh stop, you loved me enough to be willing to help get it out."

He turns around to look at her and point. "Not loved. Love. watch your grammar." he retorts, walking up to her once again.

"Okay mister tough guy. But glad to know you love me enough to help me. Even if it's all messy." she chuckles, pressing a couple chaste kisses to his lips.

"Now hurry to bed, I need a good sleep tonight. I almost would've had nightmares for days." Luke jokes.

Y/n scoffs playfully. "I need to go to the bathroom actually, and then I'll be out so calm down." she says, shutting the door softly.

Luke settles into him and y/n's bed, sighing at the comfort. Smiling at his girlfriend's antics, then shaking his head. His eyes found the nightstand next to his bed, a certain velvet box hiding in the corner of the drawer.

"Lu, we actually have a real problem on our hands," Y/n calls out a few moments later. The boy closing his eyes. "And what is that?" he asks.

"It's stuck. Like for real this time."

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Hi! Could you do a fluff Se-mi one shot? Unfortunately I don’t really have any prompt to give you but I think a out of squid game AU would be pretty cool! Like it could be when they first met, or first date sm like that!

I would really appreciate it if you write it, but if not that’s absolutely fine! I hope you have an amazing day! <3

headcanons gf! se-mi

✦ synopsis: never let your annoying best friends to stop you from finding your girlfriend!

tw: a bit of nsfw

authors note: hiii im sorry for the no update, work is killing me but here's this! i hope u like it💓 tysm for the requests!

-> se-mi, who you've met because of a close friends hangout.

"would it be okay if i bring se-mi?" min su asked as i passed the joint to thanos.

"is she cute?" nam gyu asked.

"she's a lesbian" min-su answered with a chuckle.

"oh?" i said as i pay more attention to the conversation.

"she's probably not your type tho, you're so picky" min su said rolling his eyes as i scoffed.

-> se-mi, who was totally your type.

when you two met, you bonded immediately, laughing and smoking together as the other three were sitting on the couch staring.

"what about us man? when it's our turn?" nam-gyu said, watching as she said something that made you blush.

thanos and min su shook their head as they kept smoking.

"i bet i can drink more than you" she said as you laughed. "wanna bet?" she said with a smirk. "if i win, i get your number"

no need. two shots in and you were giving her your number no matter what.

-> se-mi, who texted you while you were passed out on nam gyu's bed as he was sprawled on the floor with thanos's arm around him.

you tried to find your phone, lowering the brightness as you grabbed it while your head throbbed.

pretty girl w the piercings: hi

pretty girl w the piercings: maybe its too soon but would you like to have dinner tonight? we can do something chill :)

-> se-mi, who has you waking up thanos and nam gyu with screams of happiness.

"who died?!" nam-gyu opened his eyes wide.

"min-su?! my boy?" thanos asks, alarmed

"se-mi texted me! she wants to hang out tonight! it's a date!" i said getting up the bed to quickly shower.

"this can't happen anymore bro. she needs to stop getting drunk and sleeping in your room" thanos says to nam gyu as he throws himself into his bed and covers himself with the blankets.

nam gyu blinks. two people already slept in his bed, none of those being him. he sighs as he goes into thanos's room to sleep some more.

"for fucks sakes" he mumbles.

-> se-mi, who's soon arriving to your house.

"i need you two idiots out of here tonight" you said, putting your earrings on and brushing your hair as they stared.

thanos winked as he grabbed his phone to call someone. "we're on our way" i could hear min-su over the phone screaming to thanos, alarmed, because he was on a family reunion. "we're your family too boy! be there in 20" he said, hanging up.

well. they're min-su's problem now.

-> se-mi, who stood there in all back, as she played with her lip piercing, smirking and looking up and down as you open the door.

"hi!"

"hey pretty" she said, as you moved aside, letting her in.

"we're just leaving" she got in as the guys got out, giving a quick head nod to her.

"get laid" thanos shouted from outside.

"she needs it" nam-gyu followed him.

of course you stood there all blushy as she chuckled.

you'll kill them later.

-> se-mi, who brought everything you told her you liked! a horror movie, your favorite snacks, diet coke and ice cream as dessert.

"it's this is okay? maybe i should've bought more things. now i'm nervous maybe it's time for a smoke break-" she rambles too much. you don't give her time to think as you cup her face and kiss her. her eyes widen in surprise but she quickly melts into it.

-> se-mi, who's quickly stopping the makeout sesh to turn on some 'cigarettes after sex' on the speaker.

-> se-mi, who starts hanging out more with the boys and talks a lot about you.

-like a lot. nam-gyu is tired. he has to see you at home and now hear about you??

-> se-mi, who loves chill dates with you, like staying at home and watching some movie.

-> se-mi, who has to get used to the guys because half of the dates probably include them bc they feel left out:(

its like you two are mothers going out with three kids. three very dumb kids (26 year old adults). but you love them and se-mi learns to love them too .. kind of. give her time.

-> se-mi, who not even two months in she's decoring your room with your favorite flowers and a sign that says 'would you let me be your girlfriend?' you kiss her until your lips go numb.

-> gf!se-mi who doesn't know how to keep her hands out of you. her hands on your hips, hugging you from behind, circles on your waist, underneath your shirt.

-> gf!se-mi who loves playing video games. she's SO happy when she finds out you don't actually like playing but you like watching. she buys all your favorite games and plays them all for you

"BABY, TURN RIGHT. I'VE WATCHED THIS 20 TIMES, GO RIGHT" you shout at her.

"do you wANNA PLAY?" she replies, getting exasperated trying to follow your indications.

you pout as you shook your head.

she loves this. wouldn't trade it for the world.

-> gf!se-mi who loves taking you shopping to the mall. clearly for the lingerie stores. probably ends up fingering you in there.

she buys anything you like, baby is poor but she tries SO hard for her girl:(

you're pointing at a plushie?? it's yours.

clothes u like? she knows your size, it's yours.

-> gf!se-mi who discovered your music tastes are so different that she can't believe she's listening to taylor swift and olivia rodrigo songs to learn them for you. she's incredibly down bad.

-> gf!se-mi who gets you a necklace with her initial

"for: baby

it's not because i own you, but because i really know you :)"

-> gf!se-mi who gets SO nervous when you wanna introduce her to ur parents. and she's so happy when they approved her.

-> gf!se-mi that is SOO smart, everytime she helps u study you're moaning.

-> gf!se-mi that's not studying for now, just working. but you are.

and when she sees you burned out? oh she's the first one to be there helping.

"baby, you've been studying for hours, let's take a break"

"i can't sem. my parents-"

"okay okay, let's go through the flashcards again and we'll take a nap, how does that sound?"

-> gf!se-mi that is there when you get a 87 and not a 100. and you're crying about what your parents are going to say while she caress your hair and kisses you.

"we'll start again in a bit if you want to, but for now let it out princess" she kisses your temple.

-> gf!se-mi who everyone stares when she takes you to campus. but she has no idea, she's just looking at you.

-> gf!se-mi who's a fuckgirl in recovery tho..

like the idea of cheating does not cross her mind. but sometimes she smiles. too much.

and maybe some girl is winking at her because god you have a HOT girlfriend.

and she just turns to you, smirking.

"did u see that babe? i haven't lost my charm ;)" she says as you scoff in disbelief. you two end up making out until her brain is too fuzzy to remember what she told you.

"just wanted her to see that you're mine" you say as you clean up any of your messed up lipstick.

her boxers are wet. sticky and wet.

and if someone you know is frequently flirting with her? next time they'll see her, she has three big bruised spots on her neck, and she's SO happy.

one time she had a little admirer at her job who went to see her like three times a week.

baby: she's here!!!!!!!!!!!

me: who???

me: wait.. stalker??

baby: mhm.

and when you leave her on seen, she frowns. she scans everything this girl is taking as she feels her phone vibrating. she checks her messages and oh! it's you!

two photos. one of you in her favorite red lingerie and the second one, you moving aside those pretty panties to send your bare pussy.

she's drooling. and her brain is pretty much broken.

"i-m-m sorry" she stutters to the girl in front of her, who frowns. "min-su cover for me! i'll stay tomorrow" se-mi screams at him and smiles at the girl who looks like her heart got crushed.

-> gf!se-mi who also gets jealous easily. match made in heaven!

give her two seconds before she's eyeing up and down with a cold stare to anyone who's talking to you. her hands grip your waist as they start to roam over your body, she leaves a wet neck kiss as she gets close to your ear.

"bathroom. right now. or you wanna show them you're only my whore? because i'll fuck you right here and i'll make them watch" she whispers on your ear while you're talking, making you shiver.

yeah forget the chat, it wasn't that interesting anyways.

-> gf!se-mi that spends every sundays with you

lazy days, laying in bed hugging and kissing eachother, picking two books out of your book shelf to read for a while. if it's raining?? movie, take out food and a nap.

she just wants to be with you, does not care about anything else.

-> gf!se-mi that if you're into romantic stuff, she's doing her best for her girl. sometimes she forgets tbh but there it is min-su to remind her!

se-mi: 😭 she's mad at me

min-su: it's flower day. according to tik tok, girl's wanna receive a yellow bouquet

se-mi: you're my second favorite person.

and she's at your door 30 minutes after you got mad with a yellow bouquet, smiling behind it.

she really tries.

-> gf!se-mi who knows how to draw so well, she actually draws a bouquet of ur favorite flowers to give u every month.

-> gf!se-mi who finds tik toks about kitties and sends them to you.

you open tik tok once again as you see a new video sent by your girlfriend. is a black cat licking a white cat with a pink bow

semisucks: das us:)

-> gf!se-mi who loves when you do skincare on her but she already has a pretty spotless face. although she uses hand soup to wash her face

-> gf!se-mi who never stopped flirting with you, she has to keep her girl

" you look so good tonight, you're lucky i have a wife or ill be taking you to bed real fast" she says winking as you roll your eyes.

-> gf!se-mi that after two years of dating, wants to move with you.

"you didnt ask for our consent" thanos says, shooking his head no as you both tell them the news.

"you steal our best friend and now you want her to move? that's not happening" nam gyu agrees with him.

you stare at the three of them who are fighting about you like little kids.

"well, i guess its time to bring the second choice" i say to se-mi as she places her head on the table as she mumbles 'fuck'

"she moves here" i say, staring at those two as they stare at eachother.

"fine. but no moaning" thanos says as nam gyu nods.

-> gf!se-mi who hates her birthday, except this year, when you throw her a mini surprise party with nam-gyu, thanos and min-su.

-> gf!se-mi who can't cook... please don't make her.

-> gf!se-mi who protects you and puts you on top of anything.

you're her girl after all.

nsfw hc!

-> gf!se-mi who has an obsession with your tits, when youre riding her? shes having a blast seeing your tits bounce

-> gf!se-mi who fucks u in public places. 100%

-> gf!se-mi who has a broken brain when she sees you with a new lingerie set.

-> gf!se-mi who has a black strap. and god she knows how to use it

-> gf!se-mi who didn't do it right if you're not crying and trembling by the end of the night.

-> gf!se-mi who loves quickies. everytime you two are about to go out you're suddenly 15 minutes late because you just looked so cute in that oufit, that she had to eat you out.

-> gf!se-mi who quiets her whimpers everytime you're eating her out while she's playing with the guys.

"are you okay? focus dip shit" nam-gyu says to her.

she's on her chair, completely flustered and out of breath, biting her lips while you're swirling around her clit.

"i'm- i'm fine" she sttuters as she quickly mutters the mic, her hand grabs your hair. "right there princess"

-> gf!se-mi who loves to hear you while she fucks you. if you're not screaming she's not happy.

-> gf!se-mi that gets extremely frustrated when you tease her in public.

it's okay, she'll make you her slut when you're back home<3

[filthygalli]

When I Met You: Chapter 6 “Sick Day”

Fem! Reader x Neighbor! Hwang In-Ho

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Genre/Tags: Grumpy x Sunshine, Light smut, Fluff, Angst, Slow burn, Age gap (Reader is in her early 30’s, While In-Ho is in his late 40’s.) Rude In-Ho (but will eventually be soft with the reader Soon!) Literature Professor! In-Ho (Not specified what kind of literature) More Tags to come soon!

Warnings: Sexual Innuendo, Somnophilia, Hand job, sick reader, fluff, slight angst, reader is getting embarrassed, Soft!In-Ho, In-Ho’s down bad for the reader, tease In-Ho, reader is starting to fall in love with In-Ho but doesn’t want to do nor say anything about it, Not proofread, let me know if I missed anything!

Word Count: 2815

Author’s note: Hi! I’m sorry if this series is taking a while to finish—i have to think of things if this is good enough for ya’ll or what, i also got burned out from school and i have been stressed lately and I couldn’t get anything out of my head when i write, so i deeply apologize for the wait! Love ya’ll!🫶🏻🖤

© Pictures that are used are from Pinterest

The sun shines through your skin, you slowly scratch your eyes as you feel someone laying beside you, ‘Shit’ you thought as you adjust your eyes, your vision is a bit blurry, you see the broad back of In-Ho. Did something happen between you two? Clearly not, Right? You’re not naked, fully clothed to be honest, You can’t help but travel your gaze on In-Ho’s back, He’s way too fit for his age, way too good too, muscle flexed on his back as he breathe, you can’t help but smile, he looked so vulnerable, though–you can’t help but wonder what happened last night? You tried to remember everything, you remember being light headed after the dinner, while In-Ho offered to do the dishes as you rest down on your sofa…then after that, nothing, you can’t remember anything, you quietly chuckled and groans as your head started to ache, “Fuck…” you groaned as you lay back down, you look at your side seeing In-Ho still sleeping peacefully, you started to feel your eyelids getting heavy blink after blink–you yawned as you drift of to sleep. 

In-Ho groans as he slowly opens his eyes, blinded by the lights that shines through your window, It’s weird because he doesn't usually sleep with his blinds wide open, he’s more of a person who likes to keep his blinds closed at all times, preventing the sunlight to shine through his room, but he’s not in his own room, your room is way to…you, your room screams ‘y/n’ he scratch his eyes softly, trying to adjust his vision through the light that shines inside your bedroom, though he liked that your room has a perfect temperature, it's not too cold, not too warm but it just feels right, He moved slowly afraid that he might awake you as he felt the warm body of your sleeping peacefully beside him, he moved to face you, he smiled as he admire your features, he loved how the light from the outside illuminated your skin, how your brows frowned when you sleep–and he finds it funny, he never seen or heard a person who frowned in their sleep, and he thought of it as a adorable thing for you to do, he looked at your lips for a moment–admiring the soft and pinkish lips that he’s been dying to put his lips on, he wanted to kiss you passionately–like you’re the only woman that mattered to him, the only woman that make his dark and intense demeanor melt like an ice cream during summer with your sweet and innocent smiles that never fails to make In-Ho smile to himself like a teenage boy who had his first love during highschool–And it doesn’t surprise him anymore, he knows how lovely you are, you bring out the soft side of him that no one could, you make him vulnerable in so many ways, you make In-Ho obsessed with you but he rather not show, if he could–he would kiss the damn floor you walk on, he would worship you, kneel infront of you as you tell him what to do–He liked how you hair shines through the light from the sun, it made you even more beautiful–he slowly reached up to your face, tucking a strand of hair to your ear using his index finger as he drag his fingers on your soft and warm skin, tracing all your features to your jaw up until to your cheeks, you softly groaned as he pulled his hand away slightly, he can’t help but smile, he loved how innocent and soft your groans are–he wanted to hear you groan more, but the reason that your groaning is when he’s buried deep inside your tight pussy. 

He groaned as he felt his cock getting hard by the thoughts of him getting buried deep inside you, if he could fuck you right now while you’re sleeping he would do it, he’ll make you beg for his own release, as he circle his thumb on your swollen clit–he will not stop fucking his cum into you till you can’t cum anymore—but the thought of fucking you while you’re sleeping only made his erection grow more. While you, well…you’re peacefully sleeping dreaming of god knows what. You’re way too tired and sleepy to open your eyes and see In-Ho staring at you with a loving gaze that turns into lust in just a beat. In-Ho thought of going into your bathroom to jerk himself but that’s no fun. Isn't it? He smirked as he thought of touching himself on your bed, beside your sleeping figure, but what would he say if you wake up and see him stroking his cock while looking at you figure? That’s the question that has no answer yet but he’ll find out once it happens. He’s a man who lives for the thrill of something, he likes taking risks, regardless of the consequences as long as he does it, it’s dumb of him to think that way, but also kind of sexy. 

He looked at you for a moment contemplating of what will he do, he sighs deeply as he slowly reach inside his pants, freeing his aching cock, pre cum already beaded on the tip,  fuck he wish he could just use you, its much more easier. He spat on his hand as he slowly pump himself up and down, a soft moan leaves his throat, he looked at your soft skin, imagining leaving marks on it, sucking your skin till it turns red–-kissing them after, licking them as he trail his tongue across your skin. He moaned at the thought as he pump his cock much faster than before, wanting to cum before you even wake up, “Fuck–” he moaned softly, his eyes rolled back as he feel himself getting closer, He thought of how your pussy would stretch if he puts his cock in to you, he’ll rip you apart, he’ll make your pussy remember each veins that he have. He would make you beg for your own release as you moan his name like a song that he plays repeatedly in his vinyl player–Every thrust that he do with his hand makes him groan even more, the thought of cumming inside you made him even more hard, he moaned at the thought–”Y/n..” he whispered as he looked at you with a tired gaze, “Hmm–fuck–” he moaned, You softly whimper in your sleep, as In-Ho’s mouth hang open, eyes darted at your soft lips, that he always thought of wrapping your lips on his cock. He grows desperate, desperate to cum, with a few strokes he comes as he closes his mouth groaning silently, his cum shoots to his abdomen and chest–he keeps stroking his cock as he sighs heavily. He looked at you for a moment, he smirked to himself. He sighs as he looked at the mess that he did, he sat up and went to your bathroom–as he quickly cleans himself, he looked around your bathroom–-it looks nice and comfortable, the bottles of products aligned perfectly on your shelves, towels fold neatly under, he washed his face as he stared at himself as he chuckled quietly and left your bathroom, when he came back you’re already awake–sat up as you scratch your eyes softly. “Good morning, Sweetheart.” In-Ho said as he looked at you with a loving gaze, “Good morning…” you said as you yawned softly, stretching your arms. In-Ho chuckled, “How’s your sleep?” he said as he put his hand in his pocket, tilting his head slightly. “It was–” you breath hitched as In-Ho put his hand in his pocket, the action made you whimper, the light from the window illuminates his skin, “It was, what?” He said as he sat on the edge of the bed, his physique displayed beautifully in front of you, You trail your eyes on his chest, his veiny hands, his broad shoulders, his abs, fuck–you want to trail your tongue across his abs all the way up to his chest, leaving him marks there that will make him remind himself that you, his innocent neighbour just marked him as hers. “Sweetheart, if you kept looking at me like that, I might just give you whatever you’re thinking in that silly head of yours.” He said as he leaned in a little, “Wha-” He chuckled deeply  “I’m kidding, So, How’s your sleep?” you pout in response with his teasing, “It was ok, though my head is killing me–” you groaned as In-Ho chuckled. “Alright, you go rest there, I'm gonna go get Yu-Jin and cook us some breakfast.” He said as he stood up, eyes never leaving you, you nodded, “Be a good girl and take a nice rest, I’ll come back here once I'm done.” He smirked down at you, scanning your reaction, your eyes widened as you heard of In-Ho’s little praise, “ok..” is all you said as you looked up at him as you saw him smirking down at you, hands still inside the pocket of his pants, he grabbed his glasses and puts it on before leaving—him still not wearing a top gave you a full view of how sexy his back is, fuck—you’d climb that man like a tree, scratch his back with your nails. 

In-ho went out of your house to go to his house, he opened the door and was greeted by his cat, Yu-Jin. He crouched down as he pets Yu-Jin, purring as he scratches Yu-Jin’s neck, “Sorry to leave you here all alone, Buddy.” In-ho said as Yu-Jin circled  around his legs, he chuckled as Yu-Jin lays down asking for a belly rub, he smiled as he rubs Yu-Jin’s belly—Yu-Jin meowed at him, his emerald like eyes turns up to In-Ho, “C’mon, i need to cook some food for your mom.” He picked Yu-Jin up, still shirtless, his body displayed beautifully outside as the sun shines on his skin that made his skin glow.

He and Yu-Jin reached your house as he sets Yu-Jin down, Yu-jin immediately ran to sat on the sofa as he drifted off to sleep, In-Ho chuckled as he shakes his head lightly, the thought of seeing his cat, Yu-jin being so comfortable around your house makes him feel contented in a way that you’re special not just for him, but for Yu-jin as well. 

 In-Ho went to your kitchen to cook some breakfast for the two of you—He’s thinking what to cook for you, he hasn’t asked what are the things that you like when it comes to food, are you a picky eater or not? Are you perhaps allergic to seafood? Thousands of questions bothered his mind, he sighs as he decided to cook you something simple for now and ask you later on what are the things that you like.

He started to heat up the pan as he gathered the ingredients that he needs from your kitchen, A japanese style omelette is what he decided to cook, Afraid of not making the omelette perfect for you—he remembers the time that he once visited japan where a japanese chef cooks their omelette with such a unique skill, so he took his time to make some food for you that you will like, as Yu-Jin sat on top of the kitchen counter watching his dad, In-Ho go crazy for a woman, and that woman is you. 

You woke up as you stretched your arms as you finally wake up from your nap, however, the smell of food made your stomach growl, the smell is captivating—it's like inviting your feet to move and stand up to see what’s downstairs for you, you stood up and quietly walk downstairs, you hear a soft sound of rustling inside your kitchen, you chuckled as you hear In-Ho talks to Yu-Jin about hoping that you would like the food that he makes, You watch then as you stood quietly at the door; The moment you saw him – bare chested, moving like sin in the kitchen - something twisted violently inside you. Your stomach was a storm of butterflies, frantic and feverish. Those abs, sharp and obscene, looked like they could melt butter just by existing. His biceps flexed with quiet dominance, and that back... that beautiful, brutal back, made your breath catch in ways you couldn't explain. You're flushed, aching, and completely undone. 

In-Ho felt someone watching him, the gaze was intense, more like the person who’s looking behind him wants him badly, he smirked to himself as he turns the stove on and plates the food that he made for the two of you, “You know…if you want something from me sweetheart, just ask and stop looking at me like that with those ‘fuck me’ eyes, hmm?” He said as he turned around to face you, his words made your eyes widened, a quiet whimper came out of your mouth, “I-“ he chuckled darkly at your response, “I’m kidding, come I made us food, i hope you like omelette.” He said as he pulled a chair for you to sit on, eyes darted at your body as he trails his eyes slowly on your hips, chest, and lips—before locking eyes with you. You walk slowly towards him, still captivated with how sexy he is in the early morning , and you sit on the chair  “Thank you.” You muttered as you looked at the food he prepared for the two of you, it looked delicious—the omelette is perfectly done, he sat beside you looking at you, “Thank you, In-Ho, I appreciate this!” You said happily as you grabbed a fork to taste the omelette that In-Ho made, you sliced up some food and brought it up to your mouth, the aroma of the omelette made you happy already, it was just perfect. In-Ho chuckled beside you with how happy you look right now, you looked beside you “what?” You said smilingly, “Nothing, you look beautiful.” He said as he brought up his hand to your face to tuck a stray hair behind your ear, you blushed upon his action, he sighs “As much as i want you to look at me like that, you have to eat.” His tone of voice is commanding yet still soft, you shake your head as you ate the food that in-ho prepared, in-ho joins to eat as well, he can’t help but look at you, how breathtaking you look right now, your hair tied up into a messy bun, your shirt hangs perfectly to your body, how every groan and whimper from you eating the omelette that he prepared turns him on. 

After a few exchanges of conversation and a few teasing words from In-Ho, suddenly you felt a discomfort coming from your head, you slightly groaned as In-Ho asked if you’re ok, “I’m ok…my head, it’s just…it hurts a little, But i’ll be ok.” you gave him a weak smile as he placed a hand on the small of your back, caressing your back gently, which provides comfort for you, “How about you get some rest, hmm?” he said as he tilt his head a little to meet your gaze, “I’m ok i promise, i need to tidy up the house too i–” “Not a chance, Sweetheart, i’ll go tidy up in here like last night, you’ll go rest till you feel better, ok?” he said as he gave you a slight smile, you felt a little pang in your chest, you appreciate the things that In-ho does for you but you also feel embarrassed, it feels like he’s doing a little to much for you, and you don’t want In-Ho to think that you’re taking advantage of his kindness–he’s still your neighbor, you know him, but not that well, you do want to get to know him but given that he has a little attitude in him sometimes, you don’t want to ask. “I appreciate the things you do In-Ho but i can take care of myself..” you said as you look down on your thighs, In-ho frowned as he understood what are you talking about, you’re embarrassed, “Y/n, Sweetheart…I- I understand what are you trying to say,” he cupped your chin with his thumb to look up at him, the corner of your eyes starts to water, “Sweetheart, I’m doing this because i…’’ he paused for a moment to try to find words, “I’m doing this because i want to, you’re a friend that i care about, you don’t need to feel shy nor embarrassed about it.” he said as he gently wiped the tear that fell on the corner of your eyes, “ Be comfortable to me, Y/n, i want you to be yourself whenever i’m around you.’’ you looked at him with admiring eyes, it's like you’re falling for him, but you can’t say it–you don’t know how to say it. 

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[forest-falcon]

The Butterfly Effect

Chpr 10

⚠️ Trigger Warning for angst

This could have probably been an earlier chapter, but hey, better late than never! Alan and Gordon arrive home post-TB4-mission.

❤️💛 🚀

Alan let the warmth of the shower seep into his bones. He was sure his squid brother was secretly cold-blooded. Stepping into a shower after Gordon, was akin to performing the ice bucket challenge - the water barely more tepid than the sea itself. Alan, was the polar opposite - disassociating in the molten mist until he'd generated his very own steam room.

The teen grabbed a towel and headed for the lockers.

"Gordon, what the hell?"

He slammed the locker door shut.

Asshole had taken his spare clothes.

He searched through the other lockers. John's was empty, Virgil's; locked. He opened Scott's and pulled out a finely pressed shirt and jeans. 

Gordon had better hope that Four had no further call outs today or he'd drown the fish himself.

The designer jeans were far too long in the leg. He had to fold the ends up twice to avoid tripping on the excess material as he waddled. The shirt was equally ridiculous. He looked like a child trying on their father's work clothes. It wasn't too far from the truth. But he was nineteen, not nine. And he loathed anything that could be used as ammunition by his brothers to remind him that yes... he was the baby of the family - he got it, alright?

He hooked his thumbs into the belt loops of Scott's jeans, desperate to protect himself from further embarrassment and shuffled his way back to his room. Brothers sucked ass.

*.  *.  *.

The astronaut's mood subsided a little on seeing that Grandma had been and spruced his room in his absence. His favourite green guitar top had been washed, ironed and laid out on the end of his bed.

Scooping up the casual wear; he buried his face into the soft fabric and inhaled its floral scent. Grandma was one of the few members who actually bothered to remember to add the softener to washes. He was so used to the Birds, bedrooms and gym smelling like...well, a gym; that it was a secret pleasure to enjoy the floral scent of cleanliness. Alan decided that it was the little things in life that brought the greatest pleasure.

He headed to his closet to grab his go-to shorts; pulling the tee over his head as he walked.

"FUCK!"

The floor beneath him shifted. 

His room, the villa, maybe even the island shaking with a ferocity usually reserved to a Two Bird callout.

Alan was flung to the floor. He groaned. Where was his super-plush rug to cushion his fall-

His world suddenly tipped.

Blindly reaching out; somewhat encumbered in his half-dressed state, Alan managed to grasp the doorframe to his closet. 

"GUYS! HELP!"

It sounded like a volcanic eruption...

His room roared like fracturing rock.

Steel screamed and splintered above him.

"Agh!" The sound was deafening, but he didn't dare let go.

Alan's thoughts were racing faster than Fireflash.

John. John would not have missed an impending  eruption?

...Other than that one time with Professor Quentin Questa at Hrómundartinhurmindur. 

No, this was nothing like a volcano. So what then?

His mind flitted through other possibilities. .

Earthquake? Landslide?

His room stopped shaking with one last feeble quiver.

Alan dared to pull his head through his top with a singular hand - the other still firmly glued to the doorframe.

The teen blinked; not trusting his eyes with the reality they presented him with. 

One of his bedroom walls...

His floor length windows...

They were just... gone.

A wall of silver filled the space.

[sailorsenshishitposter]

Broly gets a job at the Krusty Krab

Paragus entered the bedroom and began to shake his son.

"What is it, old man?"

"We're out of money Broly. You need to get a job."

The younger sayian groaned. "Can't the slaves just do it?"

"And who do you suppose will build the Castle if the Shamoians are busy?"

"It's not like they're doing that good of a job anyway. I would beat them for it but they would just enjoy that."

"We can kinkshame them later son, you must acquire some money! Do you have any idea just how difficult it is to inject lorazepam into your tiara!?"

"Wait, what-?"

Before he could continue, Paragus used the ring to subdue his son. Unfortunately the medicine worked a little too well, as Broly was now unconscious and foaming at the mouth. His father then placed him on his side.

"It's times like these that make me wish for Freeza to just finish the job and put me out of my misery..."

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Eventually Broly woke up.

"What time is it? Oh yeah, I forgot that dad's too cheap to buy a clock."

He then saw a note on the night stand.

"Dear son, yadda, yadda, we need money, blah, blah, blah, if you don't comply then I'm going to burn your anime collection-"

Broly crumpled up the note, screamed and then threw it, causing it to break part of the wall.

"FINE DAD, YOU WIN!" and then he flew off into the sky while the narrator screamed "GO BROLY, GO, GO!"

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"What do I do? Every place I visit seems to reject me. Even Wall Mart won't hire me, because of my "mEnTaL hEaLtH" issues! There's always the male stripper option but I can't do it! Father knows I'm waiting for my marriage to the Princess and I can't betray her like that. Maybe if I prove that I can hold down a job then she'll remove the restraining order."

His stomach then began to growl. "Oh, it's a restaurant. I guess I could get something to eat."

Broly then waltzed inside to the Krusty Krab. How can he breathe underwater you ask? He doesn't. This is the same guy who slept in a slab of ice. If anything, he's only losing more brain cells when not inhaling oxygen.

Squidward was reading a magazine when a shadow started looming over him. He looked up to see a human that was over 6 ft tall. Oh, so it was going to be one of "those" days. "May I help you?" The squid said as unenthusiastically as possible.

Unfortunately for the Broccoli boy, his anxiety started kicking in. He panicked and became the legendary super sayian. He shoved his fist out, pulling Squidward up by the neck. "I ... need... job..."

"Look, I'll talk to my boss Mr. Caveman, just let me down!"

Broly then released his grip, causing the squid to fall face first. Squidward started muttering something about "not being payed enough for this job" while he scurried away.

"Mr. Squidward told me there was a fella lookin' for a job but I didn't expect him to be such a joker, argh, argh, argh!"

"What are you talking about Mr. Krabs?"

"Don't take me for a fool, you even put poor ol' Spongebob in yer prank."

"... Are you trying to tell me that you believe this man is Spongebob?..."

"Aye me boy. Is there a problem?"

"How do I put this Mr. Krabs. Are you completely INSANE!?"

"If that ain't Spongebob, why his hair be yellow?"

"Does Spongebob even have hair? What am I saying, this doesn't matter right now! Alright, Mr. Krabs, if this is Spongebob, then who's behind the grill?"

Squidward smug face only turned into horrified disbelief once he turned around and realized that no one was making patties.

"How could this have happened! He never leaves work-"

Loud chewing sounds could then be heard.

"OH MY GOD, HE ATE SPONGEBOB!"

Broly then began to wipe the blood off his face. "That creature could have used some salt."

Squidward motioned to the sayian but his plea fell on deaf ears. "Alright boys, you've had yer fun, now it's time to get back to work and get me some more of that sweet money!"

Their boss then went back to bathe in coins Scrouge McDuck style. "Well, I guess you got the job. Now if you don't mind me, I'll be mentally checking out."

Broly then went to his workstation. "I've never cooked before. How do they expect me to do this?"

Just then a television came out from the wall. "The Krusty Krab Training video?"

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30 minutes later

"But why did they choose P.O.O.P. as the acronym?"

Suddenly there was a ding. "Okay, "Spongebob". I need you to make a batch of krabby patties pronto!"

Broly nodded and then went over the ingredients. Buns, meat, ketchup, sauce, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, onions and pickles. He sighed in relief when he knew he wouldn't need to use any carrots. "Such a weak vegetable!"

He then placed all the meat on the grill and fried it with his ki. When all that did was turn the food into ash, he started pounding his fists on the surface, oblivious to the third degree burns his skin was now getting.

Squidward peeked back for a second. "I'll be right back..."

Yelling could now be heard. Squidward then returned. "Your food will be here momentarily!"

Back in the kitchen, Broly began to fiddle with the nobs. "How was I supposed to know that the grill wasn't turned on!?"

He then placed a slice of meat down and began watching it start to sizzle. "Its been twenty minutes, so why does it still look pink?"

A groan could be heard from the window. "You're supposed to flip it over!"

Flip it over? What could that mean? Maybe it was time to finally use his spatula. Broly then lifted the meat up and turned it over.

"Why is it black?"

A bright green explosion could then be seen in the sky. Patrick scratched his head. He knew what fireworks were but are they supposed to happen during the daytime?

----------

2 hours later

After ruining over half of the produce, Broly had finally started to get the hang of things. It was actually a great thing for Squidward because all the customers kept being driven away. That is until the final order for the day came up.

"Alright newbie, this guy is the only one who hasn't left yet and we can't go home until he leaves. He wants you to make him one of everything!"

It took another three hours but he somehow did it. Broly was so proud of himself that he was going to personally hand deliver the food. As he carried the tray, he tripped on a left over carrot (how did that get there?) and all of the food was sent flying.

The food hit the floor and poor Mr "my power is maximum" was about to cry harder than that time when he was a baby (being stabbed as an infant was a close second to his current situation). Just then the customer spoke up.

"Hey, it's okay. That's why there's a five second rule. The stranger held his hand out and just as Broly was about to take it, he noticed something.

"... Kakarot...!"

"Just call me Goku!" and then the smaller sayian got down on the ground and vored all the burgers.

"Cell taught me that one. By the way, do I know you from somewhere?"

It was too late now. His PTSD had been triggered. "KAKAROT!'

The Krusty Krab then exploded.

----------

"Welcome home son. I know how difficult it was for you to land a job so I've decide to celebrate!"

Broly was drained but managed to give a small smile. "That sounds nice actually. What do you have in mind?"

"Well I went out and bought you a cake. I know how every young boy needs his vegetables so I got you some carrot cake-"

Broly immediately shoved the dish into his father's face.

His son went to bed and Paragus thought "Oh well, more for me anyway!"

[reminiscenthumanity]

I tend to spend New Years Eve at home with my companion. We like to take the day to review the major events that happened in the past year and prepare for what the next year will offer.

So I’m happy to report to you:

THIS IS THE MOST NOTABLE MOMENTS FROM THIS YEAR:

January:

For the first time ever Frostyfest was hosted in Splatsville!

Mincemeat Metalworks went through a redesign.

During Off The Hook’s final performance for their World Tour, Marina has a wardrobe malfunction on stage. Pearl immediately screams at the top of her lungs and causes the lights to break.

February:

Inkopolis Square had a mental health crisis where a bunch of people went into a mindless blank. This cleared up a couple weeks later.

Baggy Clothes bursts into popularity.

March:

Suffer No Fools by Off The Hook v Fire and Ice dropped

Toni Kensa got drunk at a party and posted on Squitter that ‘The Enperry Brand is a pathetic excuse of a brand.’ This trended for WEEKS. Pearl made a statement stating that ‘Toni is some snobby loser who gets no bitches.’

April:

Undertow Spillway went through a redesign.

Fans of C-Side and Squid Squad feud online over the song Splattack! This led to several c-side fans doxxing a group of squid squad fans.

Paul from Sashimori begins an ARG like event to advertise the band’s new EP that released later that year.

May:

A Makomart manager at the Inkopolis location was found guilty of embezzlement.

Owner of Ammo Knights, Sheldon, speaks out against Squitism Speaks, claiming it is ‘dangerous to the Squitism community.’

June:

New history unveiled about the great turf war reveals that Craig Cuttlefish and DJ Octavio were “very close friends” and even shared quarters with eachother on several occasions. Neither parties have chosen to comment on this findings.

Shellendorf becomes the most listened to musical since the Lionfish King.

July:

Scientists have discovered a treatment for “Fuzzification” so people infected can have better qualities of life. These treatments allow for those affected to be able to change their ink colors, allowing them to participate in Ink Sports and other activities.

August:

Baker from C-Side said a slur on national television.

Omega 3’s DJ, The Faithful Servant of the True Salmon Emperor Hizunamasu, learns how to play Tromebone, Clarinent, AND Flute just to get samples for the new song, Double Clickbait. Salmon Runners who worked at Salmon Jammin’ Junction said it “wasn’t very good” and “needed tuning.”

Local punk Spyke gets arrested for tax evasion. Is released by technicality.

September:

Salmonid Tribes attack the still under construction Grand Splatlands Bowl, causing Grizzco to put all hands on deck to collect over a billion eggs in order to drive out the Salmonids.

During this, a Salmonid rights activist is caught and arrested for attempting to set fire to Grizzco’s Splatsville branch. Grizzco officials said that the damage was minimal, but shocking nevertheless.

The Salmonid rights activist escaped prison. Grizzco has chosen to drop charges.

Grand Festival featuring the Squid Sisters, Off The Hook, and Deep Cut went off with a bang. The fest’s theme being Which is most important to you: Past, Present or Future. Team Past won.

October:

A young inkling splats another inkling as a “Splatoween prank”, cries when facing the consequences of her actions.

November:

Nothing ever happens in November.

December:

Salmonid Tribes attacked Wahoo World, and sends Grizzco under fire for their lack of management as a Goldie has been reported to be stabbing employees and civilians with multiple knives.

A large fight happened on Fiddler Tower ending with idol group Colorgraphic dropping a new remix of Calamari Inkantation. And later dropping a new single titled Re:UNIon. (Please listen to it, it made me cry several times)

[dinomite2]

Male Neo Agent 3 x Male Human reader (Platonic)

(I Made this gif !)

( idk why I'm doing this I'd just kinda liked this Idea I had)

■ Humanity civilization was starting to grow along with its technology and at a surprising rate and everything looked like it was starting to flourish

■ and at start of your life everything was simple and everything was nice and peaceful you lived a nice young teenager life and had great buddies and friends and had great parents and everything felt like it was a all good

Until Everything was Gone....

■ a war sprung out a massive one, bombs were being dropped, bullets were flying it was brutal for all of you

■ and during this Gigantic worldwide war a random big missle hit the arctic causing The ice there to melt and The whole world to be covered In a gigantic flood

■ some part of humanity including you rushed to their cryogenic pods to pass the time and hope that this worldwide disaster will end

■ but a sudden disaster hit the location of the cryopods and all seemed to perish except for yourself, you survived the entirety that moment and slept and drifted away for what the future could hold for you....

■ You woke up tired, groggy, feeling a subtle cold sensation all over your body you raised your body up and looked at your surroundings It was all just sand, sun and dust and large foundations made of slightly rusted metal and empty cryopods with survival packs on them.

■ You were worried about of what happened to the entirety of your home planet and to see all to turn into dead wasteland of its former peaceful life

■ But you Decided to not to worry about the now ,your new goal was to find human life and or survivors In this barren sandy wasteland and live to the fullest if you could so that is ,so you took a survival pack and headed off

■ You walked and walked and walked and walked until your legs felt like cooked spaghetti and your feet were like under-frozen jello And just over the far horizon you were about to give up and sit for awhile ....

■ But just right over the sandy horizon you saw ... A Human Head ! It was pure bliss to see another Face in this empty desert you Scream out in pure excitement and curiosity while waving your hands erratically

"HEEEYYY OVER HERE !!!"

*silence*

"Men Uniii!!"

"WHAATT"

"Un-nya-giiii!"

You squinted your eyes but still couldn't see who this lone stranger in the desert thanks to the blowing sand in the horizon, Then you walked up a few steps closer still curious to who's saying these randomized gargled like words

And it was ... wait what is that no seriously WHAT IS THIS PERSON it had two black outlines between their eyes and had yellow tentacles as hair and was wearing ragged white shirt.

"What are you?" You said slightly I fear of what this person is and probably what his intentions are

"Oomi!"

"Um Ok how do i do this? Ummm" you quickly questioning yourself of what to do in this current situation while the octopus person tilted their head in curiosity

" I " you said loudly phrasing and pointing to yourself

"HAPPY" you made an exaggerated smile by using your two fingers

"MEEEEET" waving out your two arms upwards

"YOUUUU" clasping your hands together Slightly causing the cephalopodic like stranger to be taken aback

" IT HAPPY TO SEEEE PERSON HERE YOU?"

"Uh its nice to meet you too?"

"Oh god you speak English too"

■ ok so that was an experience you were so panicked about what was happening around in this dry and sandy place , did you die? , are you in a dream?, is ANY of this real ?!.

■ You talked it out with this ..... Squid? Kid? Whatever this person is About where we're you and what this place and what his name is which was Neo

■But enough about you time to talk about Neo he was marveled about who you were and you pretty much said that you were a Human and he went insane upon you were revealed

■ Turns out that your kind was quite a popular thing around this world in museums and he asked if he could say a few and I mean few as in so much that your brain could explode

■ he asked about what you do , eat sleep or like or watch and anything that would be fun for him to know

"How do you eat? "

"Through my mouth "

"What does your hair feel like"

"fuzzy and .... hairy"

"Can I put my hand in your mouth?"

"No"

"Please?"

"No"

"Please?"

"No thats gross dude"

■ he also kind of have to hide you cause if anyone else knew about this who knows how this new world to you could react to this so he gave you a disguise and by placing a paper bag over your head and weirdly it worked!

■you also got few weird looks by some inklings and octolings by of course the paper bag and you walking normally but upon that you made it to his apartment

■ Now spending time as new permanent roommates would feel like a weird fever dream and you trying to get your bearings that half squid half human people were now the dominant species in your world

■ if you somehow have your phone intact and still powered on and still somehow have downloaded videos Neo will watch the HELL out of them Family guy ,Tmnt , Shaun the sheep he'll watch it all right

■ Please PLEASE NEVER introduce any squid or octopus related foods to this octoling will think that you'll eat him in his sleep someday and have some nightmares weekly if you even mention a certain ingredient in takoyaki balls

■ Neo will also take any simple thing that you do and take a extreme curiosity to what you do even if it was a simple human function of yours

■But overall you and Neo will be a great friends even with weird questions and high body differences he'll be like the Bro you never even had or knew! .

And that's it I hope you enjoy this new fan fic and of course stay cool stay safe and most importantly stay on the cool side.

And also two things sorry for the wait I was kinda occupied mostly by school again and should I make requests? soon ill make a poll about it but lemme know what you guys think about it.

[darksfantasyworld]

Welcome to my blog!

I'm not new to Tumblr, my previous blog just got deleted, sadly. You can call me Dark, I go by any/all pronouns (he/him, she/her, they/them). But I was born a female.

On my previous blog I mainly wrote straight (male x female) smut but I can write gay or lesbian smut as well. I also write some trans smut ideas since my boyfriend (who I called Pup on my previous blog) is trans.

Kinks I'll write;

CNC/R•pe (including things like free use and fake safe words)

Bondage

Breeding

An•l

S&M

Forced detrans and forced trans

Misogynistic and patriarchy stuff

Non human anatomy (knots, penile spines, etc)

Watersports (pissplay)

Wax and/or ice play

Size difference

Fauxcest

Age gap/play (18 is as low as I'll go)

Pet play

Weapon (🔪/🔫) play

Multiple people (3some, gang b•ng/r•pe)

Intox

And so much more!!

Kinks I won't write;

Scat

Vomit

Rimming/An•lingus

Child (17 and younger) x adult (18+)

Actual/biological family x family

Creatures I'll use (I'll have to expand on some of them later on);

Werewolves (the largest [6'1-6'9] canine beastmen, extremely possessive over their mates but still able to sorta share, largest knots, only canine beastmen with different forms)

Wolfboys/wolfgirls (smaller than werewolves [5'10-6'0], the pack works together but can be possessive over mates)

Dogboys/doggirls (smaller than werewolves and wolfboys [5'4-5'9], a lot more fights over dominance)

Puppyboys/puppygirls (much smaller [4'8-5'3] and more submissive than other canine beastmen, higher libido, smallest knots for continuous intimacy)

Catboys/catgirls (many different types [Lions/lionesses, tigers, panthers, and more "domestic" cat breeds like siamese, tuxedo, and tabby] with penile spines and/or knots [can have both]. A few different sizes [5'6-7'3], height all depends on their breed/type)

Kittenboys/kittengirls (smaller feline beastmen [4'8-5'5] same types as regular catboys and catgirls, minus large breeds [Lions/lionesses, tigers, panthers, etc] penile spines or knots [can't have both])

Driders (6'0-12'0 spider-human hybrids, MtF driders can have a surgery so they can lay egg sacks inside of people rather than using semen to reproduce, FtM driders can have a surgery to remove their ability to lay egg sacks and instead are able to reproduce with semen)

Demons (many different demons including my own versions of the 7 deadly sins)

Wendigos

Cecaelia (octopus-human hybrids and squid-human hybrids)

Mermaids/mermen

Nagas (snake-human hybrids)

Elves

Centaurs/Minotaurs (and other variations of them)

Dragon-human hybrids

Bunnyboys/bunnygirls

Mouseboys/mousegirls

Witches/wizards/warlocks

Vampires

Ghosts

Harpies

Zombies

I'm also open to requests with other monsters/creatures as well!!

Extra information;

M!reader or Male reader is primarily referring to the reader's anatomy unless praise is involved.

F!reader or Female reader is primarily referring to the reader's anatomy unless praise is involved.

FtM!reader or Afab reader is specifically referring to non-binary or trans (FtM), this way is more of a way to affirm reader's gender while clarifying their anatomy.

MtF!reader or Amab reader is specifically referring to non-binary or trans (MtF), this way is more of a way to affirm reader's gender while clarifying their anatomy.

GN!reader, Gender-neutral reader, and intersex reader all refer to a reader with both types of anatomy, they could be described as slightly more feminine or masculine, with a larger or smaller chest, or even with a larger or smaller penis.

Femboy, tomboy, etc all refer to their real-life variants. Femboy reader would be a male that dresses in feminine clothes. Tomboy reader would be a female that dresses in more masculine clothes.

Reader can even be a monster/creature themselves.

I can write reader x characters/creatures from things like creepypasta/happypasta and different horror films (Halloween, Scream, Friday The 13th, The Nightmare On Elm Street, etc). I already have an anime related blog but I mainly write MHA/BNHA stuff on there. This is it.

You can find me on AO3 as; Fantasy_smut_n_stuff

[seriouslysam8]

So, I was reminded by @kenziekarls86 that I started posting Brumous exactly one year ago today, which seems fucking crazy that I've been writing this for so long.

45 chapters

543,000 words

And just a whole lot of fun

To celebrate, I decided to share a snippet of the Marlene POV one-shot since you guys have been all about Blackinnon lately. This snippet is unedited.

Right Where You Left Me

It was like life had been breathed back into Marlene McKinnon for the first time in fifteen years. She felt alive again as a force deep within her awakened. 

Nails dug into her cheeks, sharp enough to let her know she hadn’t slipped into a nightmare. Fear bubbled in the pit of her stomach, familiar and unwanted. Her chest heaved, every single muscle in her body tensing. 

"Marly and I need to have a little chat about how naughty she's been lately,” Bellatrix cruel voice rang in her ears. 

Marly. 

Marly. 

Marly. 

He was the only one who called her Marly.

A wave of longing coursed through her veins. His low rumble. The smell of leather. Calloused hands cupping her face. His hot breath tickling her neck.

Every single bad thought she had ever had about Sirius Black slipped from her mind. She mentally screamed for him, just like she had all those years ago. She wanted him to save her like some tragic damsel in one of those Muggle movies she had watched with Lily, Dorcas, and Mary. She wanted - no needed him in a primal fashion. She needed his touch, his security, and for him to lose his ever-loving mind because someone dared to touch her. 

He had always been possessive over the ones he loved. Sirius would torture, maim, and kill for those he loved without blinking an eyelid. 

A wand shoved under her chin, forcing her head back. Wetness seeped down her face, her gaze focused on the sky. Bright and cloudless. A serene blue. But Marlene didn’t see the sun. She only saw stars. 

“I talk to stars sometimes,” Sirius’ voice echoed in her head, a conversation had long ago when they were still young and dumb. “I know that’s mental.”

“I think we do what we need to in order to survive,” Marlene heard her own voice, her voice sounding as through it were coming through a water-logged wireless. 

A sob rang in the air. Or maybe just in her head. She couldn’t tell if it was her sobbing in the present or if it was a memory rising to the forefront of her mind. 

Bellatrix hissed in her ear, a string of nonsensical syllables. But all Marlene saw was Sirius. All she could concentrate on was his face that flashed across her eyelids every time she blinked. She could picture his mischievous grin, the way sarcasm rolled off his tongue. 

“I’m not boyfriend material, McKinnon. You’d be better off dating the Giant Squid,” Sirius had warned her, taking a long drag of his cigarette. 

“I think dating the Giant Squid may be a tad bit illegal,” Marlene had replied.

Sirius’ bark-like laugh was like music to her ears. 

“I think I’d rather take my chances with you,” her voice echoed in her head. 

Marlene tried not to drown, to be pulled under so deep that she couldn’t breathe. Her eyes fluttered and she saw James. A whimper sounded in her throat. If James was here, then Sirius wasn’t far behind. 

“I’m going to enjoy killing your godson,” Bellatrix hissed, a maniacal cackle on the tip of her tongue. 

Ice washed over Marlene’s body. It wasn’t James just across the lane. It was Harry. 

Before she could do anything with that realization, everything went black. 

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Mighty Solars Heroes and Villains (Last Post of Mine Before Someone Takes my Mental)

Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblast: Invisibility and Super Shlorpian Transformation

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: Super Strength and Mundane Transformation

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites/Vil-Gil-An-T: Laser Eyes, Weaponry and Super Shlorpian Transformation

Jesse Solar-Opposites/Fung-irl: Shlorpian Fungus and Flower powers and Mundane Transformation

Pupa Solar-Opposites/The Mighty Pupa: Telekinesis and Mega Pupa Transformation

Stacy G/Spikerella: Body armor and shooting spikes

Sonya Solar-Opposites/Nighthowler: Elasticity and Mundane Transformation *she got injected with half Mundane DNA in order to save her life when Sisto kidnaps her and accidentally wounds her. Luckily, after Oscar was revived, he sees Nighthowler and revives her with Mundane DNA in order to save her, which her family are grateful and didn’t mind*

Phoebe MacCarthy/Starburst: Wonder Woman-like powers and super lasso

Monica Miller/Lightspeed: Super Speed

Janiz Solar-Opposites/Ms. Quasar: Changing colors and Super Shlorpian transformation

JK-7/Mighty Robo: Super Robotic Powers

Kimber/Crushed Skull: Bone Bending and Mega Angel Shlorpian transformation

AISHA Solar-Opposites/Lady Camo: Shapeshifting and Ultra Cylber Super Shlorpian transformation

Lili Solar-Opposites/Mighty Baby: Super Cries

EVA/Syren Songstress: Superpowered Singing Voice

MAX/The Speedster: Super Speed

Evil Terry Solar-Opposites/Shifter: Just like the powers as Inque from Batman: Beyond and Venom combined into strength and Mundane

Parker/Venus Tip: Her powers are like Pidge from Voltron: Legendary Defender

Ms. Frankie/Night Saw: Wolverine claws

Principal Cooke/Trailblazer: Lightning dash

Cherie/Shining Light: Super stealth

Montez/Detroit: Electricity

Pezlie/Jessie-us: Super sonic cries

Nova/Heartstar: Super Empathy

Ms. Perez/Core Burn: Sun powers

Mia/Navigator: X-ray Vision

Kevin/Balanight: Tron powers

Sherbet/Fizziepop: Sweets Powers

Jamie Quilbard/Firewall: Fire Powers

Darcy Quilbard/Sonar Woman: Star Powers

Angela/Tsunami: Water powers

Mark Melner/Laserblast: Shooting lasers from hands

Sister Laffy/Zaffy Taffy: Sweet Bombs

Sister Hershey/Atomic Blossom: Glowing Powers

Bobby/Lightning Rod: Lightning Powers

Tracy/Firefly: Like Katie Power/Energizer from Power Pack comics

Abby/Ultraviolet: Rainbow powers

Owen/Bubbley Blue: Bubbles

Holly/Lil Butterfly: Ultraviolet and Butterfly powers *I found out Holly is Trevor’s daughter in the show, who also appears in the “Stock-a-Verse Ray” and “The Educational Sprinkler Device”, which makes her Shauna’s step-daughter and Stacy G’s step-sister*

Benedog Cumberwolf/Mighty Puppy: Like Underdog ‘07 *He’s Kevin’s new puppy from the pet Deenosuar Solar Opposites episode*

Randall/Blackhole: Voodoo magic

Travis/Bloom Surfer: Slime Powers

Avery/Diamenroto: Diamond Powers

Cheery Smithers/Bloody Sympathy: Blood Bending

Janice/Teleport Woman: Teleportation and flight

Jackie Quilbard/Thunderella: Thunderstorm powers

Pim/Soarin’: Flying powers

Jam/Razzle Dazzle: Star powers.

Keith/Behemoth: Strength and Rage Mode

Ringo/Orb Lord: Spirit Ball Powers

Theo/Techrat: Holo Powers *he is the Wallian who used to help Stephen from “Terry and Korvo Steal a Bear”

Shauna/Magma: Oozing molten green lava powers

Trevor/Slimar: Turned into walking blue goo that sprays baddies with goo.

Alice/Black Moon: Like Silk from Spider-Verse

Dr. Weathertsone/Blizzard: Ice powers

Naomi/Black Mamba: Shooting slithering webs

Glen “Dodge Charger”/Silver Knight: Heroic Silver Powers

Zylenol “Zy”/Lightning Wing: Neon Electricity Powers

Gragger/Sticky Squid: Goo Powers

Skunt/Zamboni: Spinning Ball Powers

Fivo the Ferret Halo/Ice Beast: Blizzard powers

Ruben the Rabbit Halo/Thunder Rabbit: Cyber Thunder Powers

Croaker the Toad Halo/Screaming Toad: Screaming powers

Rita the Rat Halo/Speed Rat: Technology Powers

Shelly the Turtle Halo/Shellshock: Speed Powers

Piper/Sunburn: Star Powers

Tomblr/Turbo Rider: Like the Silver Surfer but different

Sofia/Furiosa: Cosmic Fireball Powers and Speed

Gavin/Lone Defender: Strength and Cowboy-Based Powers

Hedgie/Blazing Hedgehog: Super Speed

AXL/Virus: Super virus powers *He is a new green AI OC Evil Terry created when he first appeared on Earth*

Oscar/La Vulture: Undead Reaper powers *He is Sofia’s Uncle, who was brought back to life thanks to Dodge Charger*

BO/Bonzai: An orange AI assistant Kimber made and EVA’s crush; machete powers

LOU/Bounceball: A yellow baby AI assistant Korvo built for Pupa, Lili and JK-7 as a playmate; bouncing ball powers

Mighty Solars Villains

Darkness/Kano: A legendary sorcerer from the dark side of the moon who can turn people into his own shadow slaves and has been after Shlorpians for a long time. He was return to life as Kano, a mysterious fire bending vigilante until he was finally killed off for reals thanks to Cheery’s other half and late love interest, Naomi. He even manipulated Qourra into turning against her fellow people as an exchange for revenge for her mother.

Lá Smaragdus: A jewel-themed super villainess who was once a Latino tv star, until her salary was cut and she was fired from her show. Her powers are turning people into diamond statues and making minions out of rare gems.

Screech: A muscular super villain with the power of brutal strength that can tear apart objects and innocent people.

Platinum Belt: A manipulating spiritual cyborg controlling a superhero named Blue Belt, and is known to manipulate innocent bystanders by taunting them over their issues and fears and their flaws.

Temptra: A robot disguised as a gorgeous platinum southern-accent woman created by Platinum Belt to tempt people into their own temptations, which ended up failing badly when she suffers the wraith of Qausarblast.

Sun-Yi: An evil young ninja after an ancient artifact known as the Blue Heroin and is revealed to be Blue Belt’s rival.

Piedro Blobsmith: An obese mafia boss in charge of a dangerous alien slime food company that causes aliens, including Shlorpians to become morbidly obese and the size of blimps. His main victims are Korvo and Terry aka Qausarblast and Mighton.

El Minotaur: An evil warlord and nemesis to the Resistance who is after Earth-4 by building for fortress for when he kidnaps innocent bystanders so he can brainwash them into his soldiers.

Mindreader: A villain that tortures people through their minds and send them on weird bizarre trip in the Forbidden Zone.

Simon/Tarantula Boy: A super villain teenager with the powers of a tarantula that can turn into mindless zombie army.

Zahmara Python: A famous well-known evil bounty hunter alien woman who hunts down and kills innocent aliens.

Morlak: An evil sorceress who believes in the power of darkness and sees love and family as nothing. Her powers is to make people give into their own fears and turn them into monsters.

Spirala: A teenage villainess with the power to turn teenage girls into Lust-themed zombies and also turns teenage boys into her own love-blinded slaves.

Zeus: A crook that wants to drain people’s energy for his own powered machine that can make the world entirely dark.

Candy Bitch: A cute but evil and bratty super villain based on candy sweets that has candy-themed powers, including shooting Starburst Fruit Candy slime from her hands.

Rock Fraud: A former rockstar who lost their career after it was revealed that they were lip singing this whole time. They now have the power to steal people’s voices, so they can use it for evil purposes.

Moral Blade: An evil shadow woman with the power of turning people into their worst dark selves and turning them rebellious.

Dreamweaver: A robot that turns people away from real life and put them into their own fantasy worlds from their own dreams, or worse… nightmares!

Merissa: A rogue witch who wants revenge on the human witches of Earth-4 for kicking her out because of her jealousy over newcomers and for turning her son against her.

GeenaDavisTron 4000: A robot built to help struggling students as school, but then rebels and malfunctions into a war machine after labeling humans and the Solar Opposites imperfect beings.

Empress Ophelia Darkstar: An evil empress from the planet Emeralddon that hunts down aliens for their own life sources for her corrupted planet.

Impulse: A super villain with a huge amount of blood pressure that causes her to attack citizens with passive-aggressive behavior and is very dangerous to be around with when it comes to very strong emotions.

La River Bestia: The swamp monster of Earth-4’s Swamp Forest who is revealed to be a young deranged scientist turn into a monster by his own troubles.

Magnesium: A villain who turns out to be a former head of the Bowenian Church that is revealed to be Sister Sisto’s apprentice and is after Pezlie.

Macromanser: Once a famous wrestler woman named Alya Sparks, she is a now a monstrous strong woman bent on crushing people with her own savage strength.

Pinball Brat: A teenage super villain based on a pinball machine that traps people in her house size pinball machine and makes them play the game.

Madame Luna: A witch villainess that was a former meteorologist that has powers based on the moon.

The Rose Triplets: Madame Luna’s manipulative minions who are colored in different shades of rose and are good acrobats.

Qourra- A former water bender who goes rogue and tries to blood bend people for revenge on the death of her mother. Only for her to caused an Unwitting Instigator of Doom which led to the arrival of the Silver Spades.

The Silver Spades- A villainous team of dangerous silver-shaded multi-colored villains that blew up Earth and are actually apprentices and allies of the Silver Cops that are after the Solar Opposites once they heard about their arrival on Earth and later Earth-4. The members are Maverick, the silver-green leader who is determined to take down the Mighty Solars, Loo-Loo, the silver-yellow member with the power of dangerous lightning, Bullet, the silver-purple member with strength powers that rivals Mighton’s, Zelda, the silver-red member with the power of lava and Aqua, the silver-blue member with the powers of controlling water.

Carl Rockwell: A dangerous most wanted criminal that is going after the Mighty Solars’ allies.

Dr. Van Gurbin: A scientist that tested on steroids but was kicked out of his college for testing it on innocent people. Now he is gonna use Mighton’s strength for revenge.

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: A returned foe from the Wall, who has been revived as a super villain of dark magic and mind control.

RUTH: An evil AI assistant who is red and AISHA’s evil counterpart created by Sister Sisto. *Her voice actor is also Eden Espinosa*

Anthony/Sand Beast: A rogue Wallian who develops the power of sand and moon sand, and has the ability to turn into a monster.

Lava Master: He was originally a teenage boy who is Mark’s former crush has gone rogue and became a villain that turns into a lava monster.

The Nega-Alexes: The Solars’ snobby neighbors from “The Educational Sprinkler Device” who became super villains after forming an alliance with the Silver Cops.

The Thunder Silvers: Lonesun, Glorgax, Ventrez and Pobo, who are now super villains after being exposed for framing Glenn by Quasarblast, Silver Knight and Lightning Wing.

Stephen/Beast Man: A rogue Wallian who now has the power to command dangerous carnivorous humanoid beast minions that were once humans.

I hope you love this post and yes. Glenn is redeemed in this one.

@avaveevo, @almar4121, @themagicwolf6677, all of my watchers, I hope you love this last post of mine.

Oh and by the way, I found out Louise’s real name in the show is Shauna when Korvo give her the McNugget Buddy collection, Kevin’s Wife’s name is actually Angela and their kids are names Abby and Owen. In this version, Sofia used to have a crush on Mia but moved on because she knows how much Ms. Perez means to Mia and is happy for them and now Sofia has feelings for someone else: Nova. Bobby is the boy with the large glasses in some of the Solar Opposites episodes and the one Sonya has a crush, Kieth is the Solars’ neighbor from the Season 2 finale and now AISHA’s love interest and Piper is one of the Wallian girls:

This is Piper:

Also, Skunt secretly has a crush on her after she saved his life. Oh and Glenn/Dodger Charger and Zy are dating now. I hope you love my new and last Mighty Solars post guys.

And here are Sister Laffy:

And Sister Hershey:

Oh and here are Tracy, Jackie and Bobby!

Tracy (the one one Yumyulack accidentally send his mound pic too and is revealed to be Pim’s daughter; Pim is revealed to be a widower. His first wife died when Tracy was a baby)

And Bobby (he is also revealed to be Jam’s son, Jam’s first husband died when Bobby was two)

And Jackie Quilbard (Oh and she is now Jamie and Darcy’s adoptive daughter because her parents went into rehab and lost custody of her)

And this is Holly

[fandomqueen250]

Intro Post — 🌱

Hello Hello! My name is Sprout, I use She/Her pronouns, and I am 20+. I do art occasionally but I don’t always post it publicly since I just do it for fun. I am in college for a degree in classical trombone performance, and LOVE talking about my interests with others! I am very new to tumblr, so forgive me, I mostly just view content instead of posting.

When I eventually do begin posting more, hate comments will be deleted, this is a safe space for people to interact.

— Fandoms:

- Love&Deepspace

- Old Horror Movies

- Scream

- Halloween

- Friday the 13th

- Predator Franchise

- Alien Franchise

-Stardew Valley

- Star Wars (Primarily the Prequels and Originals)

- Clone Wars

- Squid Games

- Team Fortress 2

- Ghost Band

- The Peanuts

— Interests:

- P L A N T S

- Ice Hockey

- Classical Music

- History (Especially WWI)

— Random Other Info:

- Feel free to message me and talk about any of the stuff listed above!

- Proshippers/Anti-LGBT/Trump Supports/Hateful People DNI. We will NOT have a good time.

- I’m participating in ArtFight! @FandomQueen250 there as well!

- I encourage art/tagging me! I have a lot of fun seeing these things and it definitely makes me smile.

Thank you for reading this! ❤️

[ms-scarletwings]

Every Dredge Aberration (2024), Part 8

Parhelion jellyfish

Encyclopedia #149

Aberrant form of aurora jellyfish

Description:

Two spires of light shine from within its hood. Stinging spiked tentacles trail below.

Comment: “Parhelion”, also referred to as a sun dog- a bright spot in the sky appearing on either side of the sun, formed by refraction of sunlight through ice crystals high in the earth's atmosphere. Photo example of what this kind of glare appears like in life. A rare phenomenon.

It is worth curious reflection on whether there is a relation at all between these animals and the hostile "jelly bombs" that pepper the nighttime stellar basin like sea mines.

How to catch: The quickest way to end up with one of these is to have great luck while completing the main story objectives for the region. Otherwise, this one can be a challenge in patience to catch. Aurora jellyfish can only be caught within trawl nets, when they emerge at night in the Stellar Basin's costal range.

Cursed Fangtooth

Encyclopedia #150

Aberrant form of fangtooth

Description:

A small and feeble mind, easily conquered. Now, brought screaming from the depths, it lies powerless.

Comment: On the bright side, real fangtooths… fangteeth?… these fish are calmingly tiny. On the dark side, they look not much less intimidating.

How to catch: Living at greater depths than most sealife, these critters will require special equipment to reach down into the abyssal zone. Rod for them day and night, if you can find a shoal around the Basin.

Voideye

Encyclopedia #151

Aberrant form of barreleye

Description:

Inside its eye, a perpetual pattern repeats. Red cyclones meld through shimmering green swirls. The abyss burns through you.

Comment: Dare say, an eye constructed with the most peculiar sense of irony. Formed not to look, but to show. It beckons for your gaze, unable to pull away.

How to catch: Identical method as the above fish.

Radiant Squid

Encyclopedia #152

Aberrant form of firefly squid

Description:

A beacon from the depths below. A glimpse of a new sky.

Comment: Born from that which loathes the light, it seems to almost rebel against the Deep’s law. Could it be a child of the stars, instead? Perhaps not. In either sense, its light is not our light, and its world is not our own. Pray that its blinding skin will be the only glimpse gained into these far places.

How to catch: Firefly squid can likened to the arrow squids in The Marrows- coastal depth, nocturnal, and vulnerable to trawl and rod. Generally they tend to be found among the shallow reefs that encompass the heart of the Basin.

Blood Snapper

Encyclopedia #153

Aberrant form of red snapper

Description:

Blood leaks endlessly from under its scales, pooling beneath it no matter where it's placed.

Comment: This masterpiece is a sanguine gem among stones. Of all the harvestable fauna within the sea, you, blood snapper, you are among my most beloved.

How to catch: Snap up one of the reds about anywhere in the coastal waters of the Stellar Basin. They are an easy tug and an even easier find in your net.

Latching Snapper

Encyclopedia #154

Aberrant form of red Snapper

Description:

Swollen flesh folds back over its eyes. Cracked lips bleed through mounted scar tissue.

Comment: PUT THAT THING BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM OR SO HELP ME.

You are not beautiful like your complementing variant. You are abhorred and detested. All about you only reveals the profanity of your existence and I know not whether to toss you back to the waves or do them the kindness of your removal.

That all said, latching snapper, it is admittedly impressive that you managed to land a role in SpongeBob.

How to catch: ^^^

[dragonoffantasyandreality]

Of Fear and Statues

Based on some of my fears manifested by watching a certain analog horror series :')

(Enjoying a lot of fun for the upcoming Halloween season 😅)

Hey, at least Gordon will suffer with me XD

@teapotteringabout @skymaiden32 @knyee @janetm74 @the-original-sineater @amistrio @thundergeek59 @riallasheng @katblu42 @yarol2075 @mariashades @room-on-broom

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Virgil had always wondered why Gordon - a once military man within WASP and a fearless rescuer of International Rescue - was too darn nervous when around statues. More specifically, ones from their mainland.

It was something that he noticed since the Little Squid was a teenager.

He remembered the first time that happened: when Alan wanted to look at the Statue of Liberty, the 16 year old Gordon turned pale as a ice.

"Don't go! T-There's a giant ass horned snake in there! He'll zap you out of dimensions!"

What the heck?! Was everyone's first thought.

What was that "snake" was he talking about?

And why freaking out over a monument that just stand there? And existed for a very long time and representing the liberty of their people... for a certain time.

Usually, strange rumors and scary stories that his school friends would tell him just give Gordon something to make the old age "Unsolved Mysteries" joke.

But, since then, he was terrified for even seeing a face of one of those legendary pieces of sculped art.

Thankfully, his fear had eased for the poor Little Squid. And it seemed - at least what Virgil thought - that his phobia was long forgotten...

Until recently.

Coincidentally, Virgil was sculping a beautiful gargoyle based on a Kirin, when he heard a scream booming through the Tracy Villa!

It was Gordon's...

With wet clay on his face, hands and art apron, the pilot of Thunderbird 2 rushed out of his art studio towards his wing-man's room.

When he eventually arrived, another scream nearly made the poor Virgil deaf for a moment.

Then there was a loud crash.

And then there was silence. The Fish and the Tank simply stared at each other.

Beside a trampled Gordon, lay a film box that used the house a file cylinder, a discarded bowl of caramel-flavored popcorn, and some spilled spinach juice on the floor.

On the screen of the television, was a rather terrifying looking menu screen. The visuals replicated that of analog film nearly half a century ago, the colors were black and white. A certain statue of a warrior lady with a sword in her hand, flickered in and out in the background of the static. Along with some other strange anomalies in the semi-dark sky and a muffled vintage music was playing.

The older brother reached for the remote, convientely thrown at the edge of the doorway and turned the TV off.

"Gee Wiz, Virgil!" the aquanaut broke the silence, finding his breath, "that face paint of yours made me think you were 'Freedom' coming to chop my head off, bro!"

After another moment of awkward silence, the artist slowly put his hands on his hips, with the most deadpanned expression that rivals that of Scott's.

"Gordon? What on Earth were you doing?" he stood before the curled up joker for a brother.

"Trying to face my fears... The last ep of season one still killed me!" Gordon smiled with embarrassment as he gave the Tracy Puppy Eyes.

Virgil took the box and glanced at the cover. And then suddenly, all of the puzzle pieces just clicked into place!

He had found culprit of Gordon's odd fear, written in two words:

Monument Mythos