#still im happy i managed to make this :') i luv him so much

[windydrawallday]

"I need a change and I need it fast / I know that any day could be the last... "

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

dinner prep engagement ♡

a/n : aaaand its finally here, the final part of the ring pop proposal miniseries after decades !!!! im sorry it took me so long to write this final part yall, i just finally felt enough inspo to write it and im super happy w how it came out ! i hope yall do too ! lemme know if you wanna be added to the taglist ! much luv xx

fem reader, literally pure fluff between mama n son, katsuki gets emotional very quickly bc i believe he does and you cannot make me think otherwise, a lil emotional but pure sweetness, mentions of making dinner, lmk if i missed sum else !!

this time, mitsuki has no idea what her son is planning. sure she’s had her hopes for years now, and her suspicions, but nothing truly concrete.

that is, until she gets a call in the middle of the night.

"katsuki..hello ?" she answers groggily, heaving a sigh and rubbing at her eyes. she checks next to her to make sure she hasn't woken her husband up, her eyes dart over to her digital clock " 'ts one in the morning."

"uh..hey." her son's gruff voice sounds over the phone, she raises a brow at his hesitant tone of voice, but she let's him continue "yeah, i know. sorry.." he mumbles out.

the older woman shakes her head affectionately "it's fine..is there something you wanted to talk about ?"

it's silent on the other end for a while until katsuki mumbles something. "katsuki, you know i can't hear you if you don't speak up." she scolds lightly, causing him to growl under his breath.

"not..not right now, no--just..can i come over tomorrow ?"

taking in her silence for hesitance he continues " it's nothin' bad..i just--feel like it's something i needa say face to face, i guess.."

"okay..yeah, of course. you know you can come over whenever you want." she urges "is yn comin' along ?"

"no, she isn't." she can practically hear his eye roll and it makes her smirk "she'll be busy tomorrow anyway so, not this time. i'll tell her you said hello though, since you're always tellin' me to."

she's about to retort when katsuki speaks again, only not to her. she hears what she knows is your voice quietly chatting with him as he reassures you that he'll be right there with you and for you to go back to bed. the soft tone in his voice makes her eyes soften.

never could she ever have imagined her katsuki ever speaking so softly to anyone, because her katsuki is, despite having calmed down over the years, still quite the brat. (she's pretty sure she knows where he gets it from now..) he's still temperamental when interviewers and journalists get on his nerves. he's still awfully moody , but he's different now. he's just a little bit gentler with the way he handles kids or older women who's cats have gotten stuck in trees. complaining that this isn't his damn job but still doing it anyway with utmost care as the kitties sink their sharp claws into his skin or cling to him for warmth.

he's a still a little rough around the edges but it's the thought that counts. he's different than when he was younger, but he still is the most different with you. his rough and gruff voice that he uses to bark out orders and complain, complain, complain, he uses so softly around you, keeping you as calm and sleepy as possible. it's not perfect, but he manages to usher you back to your room to sleep, and that makes the thought count so much more.

"m'gonna go now." he warns, his mother hums in agreement, telling him she'll see him tomorrow and he reciprocates the goodbye.

"night, ma."

"night, kiddo." she grins, a happy sigh leaving her when she hangs up the call and lays back down. cozying herself up next to her husband.

she's had her suspicions and her hopes for a while now, but she can't be too sure what her son could possibly want from her tomorrow.

katsuki comes back home like he's never left.

the day goes like any other day would've went a few years ago when he was still living in the family home. mitsuki almost expects her son to run off upstairs to do his homework.

he greets his dad with a half hug, and is forced into a tight embrace by his mother, which he grumbles about. grumbles turning into a growl when she grips his cheek, scolding him for not greeting his mother properly.

it's a lot of catching up from the few months he's been busy with hero work. talking about his latests achievements and his quick climbing of the hero ranks, accompanied with barely suppressed smiles and softened eyes when you're brought up. mitsuki remembers how nervous he'd been when he'd told her he was planning on asking you to move in with him, so she's happy to hear from the both of you, since she has your number and you like to catch up every now and then, that everything was going well. though she already knew it would.

katsuki volunteered to help with dinner, his mother happily agreeing saying she could use some help. it makes her a little bit nostalgic and she wills herself not to get teary eyed at how much her son has grown.

but she sees that the opportunity has presented itself to bring up the topic that's been on the tip of her tongue the entire day now.

"so.." she sings "you wanted to talk about something, right ?"

katsuki stiffens like he'd forgotten, although his expression stays the same besides the slight squint of his eyes. the rhythmic cutting of vegetables has stopped and it takes him a moment before he speaks quietly like he's revealing a secret.

"i wanna ask yn to marry me."

oh.

so that was it.

"oh." she breathes immediately. a broad smile slowly grows onto her face and she beams "took you long enough, ya brat !" she exclaims, slapping her sons muscular arm. he growls lowly at her, leaning away from her though she remains undeterred. poking at his sides while he tries to smack her hands away.

finally, she relents "when are you gonna ask ?" she asks excitedly. katsuki huffs, eyebrows still heavily furrowed from her earlier attack. he turns back to the cutting board "soon. i arranged my schedule and we'll both be free, so in two weeks from now."

"you already have a ring ?"

he grunts in agreement. and mitsuki besides being proud of the fact her hunch was right, feels her heart warms at the burst of nostalgia of her little boy. her katsuki, kicking his feet in the backseat of her car. tightly gripping his bag of ring pop candies he'd give to you the next day. her little katsuki, who'd proudly claimed he was going to marry you when he grew up in that very same car, exclaiming that he'd proposed to you with those very same candies he'd almost had a tantrum over her not getting.

her little boy, who'd gotten oh so big, and so, so much more enamoured with you.

"good." she utters sweetly, voice just a bit wobbly "good. that's great, katsuki."

he nods to himself " i've thought about it for a while now..long while." he scoffs to himself, eyes focused on the cutting board in front of him. "got the whole day planned out too."

"yeah ?" he nods. her eyes soften as he speaks mostly to himself, he's had this little self hype up habit ever since he was a boy. trying to calm himself down and reassure himself. it's a smart move, but as strong and mature as he is, katsuki is nothing more than human. and anxieties can creep up on the best of us.

she's seen it before, and she sees it again when he bites his bottom lip in thought, and she smiles softly.

and again, she coaxes him into it " that sounds nice, looks like you got it all planned out, huh?"

and he nods again. but it doesn't take him, long before he breaks.

"..what if she says no ?"

and mitsuki wants to laugh. she really does, because the thought of you ever saying no to him sounds absolutely ridiculous to her. she snorts. shaking her head while her son looks at her incredulously.

"katsuki.." she tuts, chuckling to herself before she looks up at him. "you've got absolutely nothing to worry about. you've got it."

his eyes widen, then her son's expression drops as he raises a brow "how do you know that ?" his words make her smile widen this much more and she really wants to laugh.

how does she know. she scoffs

she knows because she knows him. she knows her katsuki better than anyone else, he's her son. she knows he's rude, rowdy, quipy, temperamental and everything else. he's all of that and so much more.

and yet you still love him. you're still so incredibly patient with him, you still offer him all of your kindness despite him once confessing to her he doesn't understand how you do. despite all of the times he's messed up, the times he's fallen down, you stay by his side you care for him, you care about him.

she knows her katsuki is absolutely infatuated with you, he always has been. from tantrums about being separated in class and knowing your favourite ice cream flavour to him being overly protective over you when you were paired up with your lab partner that ended up not being him and to him wearing the stupid stuffy tux mitsuki tailor made for him to take you to prom.

you've always been his number one best friend, but he's always been yours as well : he loves you, but you love him just as much.

and so mitsuki smiles "call it mother's intuition. and, not to brag, but i think most of my hunches have been right by now" and it widens when katsuki scoffs and rolls his eyes at her boasting, another bratty little habit he has that he's practically mastered over the years. she sighs, spreading her arms out towards him "well come over here. you've gone and gotten so damn tall, i can't reach you myself !" her son rolls his eyes again, but he scoffs softly to himself and with a shake of his head, he closes the distance and hunches over to hug his mother. she wraps her arms around him tightly and he grumbles when she squeezes but he doesn't try to get away.

"there's nothing for you to worry about, katsuki. absolutely nothing." she repeats, rubbing his back. "you love each other, and that's more than enough. just be yourself, it's been working out for you this far..somehow." she jests. katsuki scoffs indignantly but they both end up chuckling about it. after a few more seconds they pull away and mitsuki pats her son's chest with a sniffle. right on top of his heart that she knows, she's seen, has gone through oh so much.

but still remained entirely yours throughout all the years and still so so so enamoured with you.

gripping onto his shoulders, she whispers "you got this." the glossiness in his eyes is impossible to miss, he's always cried very easily. but she guesses she mirrors his expression exactly. her son is the spitting image of her after all. she places a hand on his cheek and he leans into it.

"thanks, ma" he whispers sincerely. and mitsuki feels her heart soar.

"any time."

during dinner, katsuki announces the news to his father. who after getting over his shock immediately wraps his son into a hug. congratulating him and encouraging him with teary eyes, she knows where katsuki gets that from, before they all settle down to have dinner before katsuki leaves a few hours later. waving off his mother's insistence to pass you a greeting with a grumbled acknowledgement.

she shakes her head as her and her husband watch him drive off but her heart is full of pride.

"we raised a killer son didn't we ?" she giggles looking back at masaru, who agrees with a smile as they share a laugh.

and the next time you both come over, you're giddy. unable to keep your excitement in check as you keep excitedly looking back at katsuki, who finally relents with an affectionate sigh and you happily show off you're ringed finger with a squeal.

mitsuki squeals right back, wrapping you up in the tightest bear hug she could. masaru takes his turn hugging you, sweetly congratulating you both. of course, they'll tell you they both new in advance, but that was all for later.

sure, she didn't know what her son was planning in advance, but she had her hunches and her funny feeling from all those years ago that you'd be sticking around. she guesses it's good enough that she was the first to be told.

she sends her son a proud and teasing smile when they make eye contact. he rolls his eyes, but the smile on his face doesn't fade as he watches you talk with his father. she doesn't have to say a single word for him to know what she's saying.

i told you so.

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[anzulvr]

idrk how to request— BUT WHAT ABT READER AS HIS SPARRING PARTNER ?? above average strength but obv he would win though he ended up hurting u, what do u think would he do? LIKE DOES HE DISREGARD THE FACT THAT THEY'RE IN PHYSICAL ED AND JUST CARRY HER AND THEN WHOO—

Summary: Karma × Reader getting hurt while sparring// fluff 🎀// I luv him pls sorry this took so long it deleted 😭😭

❝ sect. 01 pre fight ❞

— There weren’t many reasons you got paired up with Karma in to begin with,

One: you begged Karasuma- (he said no)

Two: Korosensei pulled strings for you, only because you're his favorite couple. (You’re literally the only official couple in class so he doesn’t have many options to choose from but still.)

You were so sick of Karma going easy on you. You're just as capable as anyone else in class, sure you came into eclass with zero fighting experience but you've been progressing over time. Even then, he didn’t budge on his stance on not wanting to throw hits the times you were paired up.

Karma wasn't one to underestimate people, anyone who wanted a good fight could get one- he'll even offer them a head start but you're a different story.

He wouldn’t lay a finger on you even for class, wouldn't that make him a shitty boyfriend?

Anytime you spare he guides your hand, takes your hits and high-fives you if you do it right, he does anything but retaliate.

So much so Karasuma refuses to pair you up together because the most Karma will do is dodge.

Luckily today Korosensei managed to convince him.

You spend half the class time begging Karma to just throw a jab swearing up and down you could take it.

"You nearly broke Nagisas nose but you can't hit me once? I'm asking you it's fine!"

"That's different, that's Nagisa, you're you."

he dodges as you swing your anti-koro knife

"So what?! Are you saying Nagisa can take it but I can't?"

"[Name] you know that's not what I'm saying. I just mean I can cope with giving Nagisa a nose bleed, I don't want to hurt you."

you swing again, this time getting the side of his torso

Karma grabs your fist and yanks you towards himself

“Got you.” He sticks his tongue out

"Im not saying you have to go ballistic— I'm just saying you can put up more of a fight."

"Alright fine, but if you feel like I’m being too rough tell me to stop.”

“Deal!”

❝ sect. 02 aftermath❞

— You should've kept your end of the deal but you didn't say anything cause he’d feel bad. The pain all over your leg and thigh was killing you.

He hadn’t even hit you — he kept tripping you over and over again, in his mind it was pretty harmless but enough of a jab to keep you happy except it wasn’t harmless you kept biting your tongue every time you fell on a rock and it burned even harder than the last time.

He didn't notice until you struggled to stand up and he saw blood trickling down your leg, he crouched down to where you were at in an instant.

"[Name]..! Why didn’t you say anything— , are you okay?"

"I didn't want you to regret sparring me! It's fine it's not bad just a little blood, plus I got you a few times too.”

"I’m so stupid. Sorry [Name], can you stand?”

Your leg was fine it was more of a big scrape that worsened each time you fell on something sharp and didn’t tell him, disinfecting it and wrapping it up would fix it.

He pulls you up from your hand, "I'm pretty sure Korosensei has the shed packed with medical supplies let's go there."

Karma’s willing to carry you on his back if you want him to.

❝ sect. 03 at the shed❞

— He has you sit on a stool inside the shed while he looks for bandages, "Towels... paper... Korosensei's weird stash of Magazines... where the hell are the bandage wraps?!"

You point behind him "Karma isn't that a first aid kit?"

"Oh yeah- good job [name]! Wait let me take a picture of his stash to blackmail him with first"

(He has his priorities straight)

He quickly takes a picture of Korosensei's pile of Magazines and returns to the issue at hand. He gently cleans your wounds and wraps them, something he's done plenty of times for himself, not much of a difference.

You swing your other leg, "this is kinda weird… I'm usually the one doing this for you."

He smiles for a moment "I thought the same thing!"

Once you’re leg is all wrapped up he asks you to stand up to see how everything felt.

“Thought of how I can make it up to you yet?”

"It’s not a big thing! Plus this is the first time I've gotten injured in a fight so I feel pretty cool.."

"Pffft yeah?, you look cool too— imagine the crazy stories you can make up when people ask how you got that."

"Im gonna tell people I survived a lion attack."

"Sounds good, I'll tell people I saw it go down so it's more credible."

With one hand still on your bandages he kisses you and for a moment you forget where you’re supposed to be, he pulls back and laughs for a second.

“Ditching class to kiss a guy [name]? Wouldn’t expect that from you.”

“We’re not ditching- and you initiated it, let’s go before Korosensei finds us and lectures us again.” You shivered at the thought.

When you come back to class Korosensei was frantically looking for you.

“Karasuma told me he looked away for a second and you too were gone! I looked everywhere- where were you?!"

Funnily enough Korosensei looked everywhere except the shed he was so worried he forgot to check the area yet flew internationally 10 times.

"We went to look in the shed for medical supplies."

"The shed of course! Why didn't I think of that... anyway I'm glad you're alright, what happened to your leg [Name]?"

"A lion... it's alright I took care of it."

"A lion..?"

"Yeah- you should've seen her teach, she won a fist-fight with a huge lion, all by herself."

Korosensei’s face flashes green “full points!”

He didn’t actually believe that but from the look on his face he got the hint Karma was the one who took care of your injury and that’s all that mattered to him.

a/n sorry if this is bad😭, tell me if there’s any spelling mistakes pls !! And sorry for the late post :)

[eli21345]

The Start

First time writing anything like this! :)

tw: suggestive??

Hobie brown x gn!reader

“Hobes?” I call out as I enter his canal boat in which he lives in. I look around for a few seconds and huff lightly, unable to find him instantly. I flop down on the couch and decide to just wait, my eyes drooping from boredom.

I feel a weight being placed on my lap, thinking it was Hobie’s head I reach down to stroke his hair, instead being met with his cat’s fur. Pinkie was his name, he was a skidish cat but always seemed to be found of me. “Hey pinkie.” I say as I look down giving the cat with a pink, spiked Mohawk a smile.

“Hey doll hav’ you seen pinkie- oh.” Hobie chuckles lightly as he looks down at the cat in my lap “I see he’s chose his throne.. but no’ for long-!” He picks up the cat swiftly, pinkie fighting back and squirming around. “Oh stop it, you likkle things jus’ got to take a bath!”

I giggle as I look up at hobie rolling my eyes “Jesus-“

“Ah.” Hobie cuts me off 

I roll my eyes “leave that cat alone, he doesn’t need a bath.” I say with a smile as I pet pinkies head, standing up.

Hobie scoffs and starts to walk to the bathroom, I follow him “likkle bastard ran out side and go’ all dir’y!” He says as he crouches down next to the tub “close the door behind you, love.” He say as he starts to put pinkie in the tub that was slightly filled with water

I sigh and close the door, walking over to hobie as I kneel down on my knees, my hand resting on Hobie’s back “how’d he even manage to get outside?” I ask as I lay my head on his shoulder

Hobie starts to put pinkie in the water and pinkie instantly starts to claw and growl “I wa’ gettin’ ready to go outside and he ran out after me! Spent thirt’ minutes just to get im!”

I giggle softly as I try and help Hobie, pulling pinkies claws off him, “I see.. he really doesn’t like the water does he?” I hum as I start to do all the work for him. Pinkie not fighting much against me

Hobie looks in awe and surprise “yeah… how the fuck are you doin’ this! He hates when I try!” He huffs playfully “he likes you more I guess..” he chuckles softly, running a hand up the back of my shirt.

I shiver slightly, hobie’s hands always cold no matter the weather. “Maybe he does, even after just a few weeks of seeing you he likes me more.” I smile and stick my tongue out at Hobie before washing the dirt out of pinkies black fur with a cat safe shampoo.

Hobie sighs and shakes his head “your the first bird i brought home that he actually likes..” he smiles softly and looks at me “guess it’s mean’ to be eh?”

“Sap.” I say jokingly as I wash pinkie off before taking him out of the bath and grabbing a towel, drying him off

“Well it’s true!” Hobie protest as he watches every one of my movements “you can’ blame me for the truf!” He says as I looks at me

I stare back at him as pinkie wriggles out of the towel, a soft smile on my face “yeah, I guess I can’t. Jus’ find it funny is all.” I smile before draining the tub, and standing up, hobie looking up at me, still down on the floor “get up you weirdo!” I giggle.

Hobie shakes his head, my giggles making him come back down to earth “sorry luv I just can’t help but stare.” He chuckles lightly as he stands up, his joints popping as he does.

“Perv.” I say as I look up at him as he towers over me, a soft smile on my face before moving to the bathroom door and opening it so pinkie can leave

Hobie sighs and rolls his eyes before coming up behind me “can’t blame a bloke for tryin’ yeah?” He smirks against my neck and I shiver at the feeling “I just love you.” He says that, something I didn’t expect.

I blink as I hold onto his hands “I- I love you to hobie..” I say as I lean back against him, happy tears pricking my eyes.

“Love? Why are you cryin’? Don’t do that..” he says as he turns my around, holding onto my face “did I do somefing..?” He asks as softly as he physically can

I let a chocked sob out and shake my head  “no.. no you didn’t do anythin.. wrong… I’m just happy.” I smile up at him as I hold his face in my warm hands “I didn’t expect it you know?” I say with a smile

“Oh.” Hobie say as he looks down at me, wiping my tears away with his thumbs “except the unexpected then luv.” He chuckles as he picks me up, causing me to squeal “now let’s get ya in bed, hm?” He smirks as he looks down at me 

I look up at him and nod “sure.. that sounds nice.”

“Good.” He says as he starts to plant kisses all over my face, causing me to giggle “I love ya my sweet ting..”

“I love you to… hobie.”

[ateezbiia]

# bia’s album release party

edits are made by me.

bia’s outfit

DJ’s Playlist

- Nxde by Bia (G-Idle)

- OHMAMI by Chase Atlantic

- Stargirl Interlude by The Weeknd

- Tití Me Pregunto by Bad Bunny

- Good Ones by Bia (Charli XCX)

- Turn Me On by Bia & Dua Lipa (Nicki Minaj)

- Party Monster by The Weeknd

- Low by SZA

- Woman by Doja Cat

- Don’t Break My Heart by The Weeknd

- One Right Now by The Weeknd

- My Head & My Heart by Ava Max

- I Like You (A Happier Song) by Post Malone & Doja Cat

- 2 On by Tinashe

- Lip & Hip by HyunA

- TO THE BEAT by ATEEZ

- +HWA+ by BIA (CL)

- ROCKY by ATEEZ

- The Ring by ATEEZ

- Take What You Want by Post Malone

- SAOKO by ROSALÍA

- Dilemma by Nelly & Kelly Rowland

- I Am The Best by 2NE1

Etc…

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note: apart from the guest list i made, there are way more people here than said. including other ocs ( @mystic-luv (Kyra), @chiskz (Chichi) , and @ino3zi (Noe) ). Thank you all for wanting to come! and including characters i may make up and obviously the people from the guest list <3 also the playlist is so long i should’ve waited til the end 😭 i’ve lost my touch to writing so bare with me ..

warning(s): mentions of alcohol (bia drinks a bit, only cause it’s a fun night!!), just partying, use of lower case

italics are english.

as bia walked into the venue, everyone cheered and shouted. she was guided in by security and her members by her side.

she smiled and waved as there were many cameras and other artists coming to support her. security closed the big black doors after they all set foot in the venue, just so no one could get in.

her title track ‘nxde’ blared through the speakers, everyone crowded in certain places, some dancing. the strobe lights were bright but not bright enough to light the whole place since it was still dark like a club.

san and wooyoung were already running off to whatever spot in the venue, probably planning to get drunk and crash on a couch. mingi, hongjoong, and yunho went to the dj section, where hyungwon was doing his thing up on the stage. jongho was headed for the bar, though he didn’t drink much, he would still go for something light. yeosang went to go sit on a couch. and that left seonghwa.

he remained by bia’s side, a hand on her back as they looked around. all of this had happened because of hongjoong. he’d managed to book this huge venue for a night. he would never tell bia how much it cost cause he knew she would never stop worrying and complaining about how expensive it was. joong even did the guest list.

“i’ll never be able to thank him enough.” bia spoke, looking around at all the decorations. she walked over to a booth, where she assumed food would be served. seonghwa sat across from her, glancing over at the place and over at her.

“im sure he knows. how thankful you are, i mean.” hwa said, placing a hand on hers. he sent her a small smile, and then looking back out at the dance floor. she felt her face redden at his sudden act of affection. bia followed seonghwa’s stare which landed on the dance floor.

“you wanna dance?” she shouted over the music. hwa looked surprised, but played it off. he smiled once again as he grabbed bia’s hand, excitedly shuffling to the dance floor. she chuckled at his actions. she didn’t know he would be this happy over wanting to dance with her.

the song had already changed, changed to one of bia’s favorite songs. at first, the two were awkward but eventually let loose with everyone else in the crowd. they sang to each other , screaming the lyrics to the chase atlantic song. seonghwa knew a lot of the songs bia listened to because they’d usually share an airpod on a long trip or even just walking together.

interrupting their groove, a black haired girl jumped in front of them both. her face lit up with a smile, “bia!”

bia’s face beamed with excitement as she hugged the girl tightly, rocking her back and forth.

“diana! how have you been?” she unraveled from the hug, taking a look at her childhood friend. diana and bia met in the uk when they were only in primary school. diana had just moved from australia.

“i’m great now that i can see you! how are you?! and who is this handsome piece of..” diana’s last part of her sentence caught bia off guard, making her push diane’s arm playfully. seonghwa realized who she was talking about and turned tomato-faced.

diana looked at bia smiling, “whaaat? i can’t be honest now?” bia signaled for her to be quiet, as she’d already embarrassed her enough.

bia eventually introduced seonghwa to diane, they talked for a bit more and they went back to their table. diana decided to sit with the star of the show and her members, to show her support.. and because she missed her too much.

bia talked to a few of the artists there, waiting to be served since it was dinner time. she especially bonded with Kyra, which was Keeho’s girlfriend. she liked him too.

hwa had to gather all the members to the table and play as mother (per usual). they all sat down and the waitress eventually came. yup, apparently, hongjoong even got a waitress for her. speaking of him, he seemed to take interest in diane. the two shared looks between each other quite often and eventually began small talk.

the night went by quickly enough and by the time it was almost time to go, bia, diana, san, and wooyoung were all wasted. mingi was there too, but he gets quiet when he’s drunk, so he wasn’t chaotic like the others.

bia and diana were the worst ones, though. they both were escorted to the vehicles by seonghwa and hongjoong.

“didi, look! yes, im nudeee~” bia slurred her words, drunkly dancing to her song. diana fell to the ground, laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world. hongjoong helped her up, telling her that it was time to go home. hwa did the same with bia.

“hey, shh, we gotta get home ok? we’re almost to the car, c’mon, no more games.” he put her arm on his shoulder to support her balance. bia angrily grumbled, listening to him. she was out of her mind right now, she didn’t know what was going on.

bia’s selfies

[jakowskis]

im gonna do it anyway FKJSDF here is precisely sixteen paragraphs of me babbling abt a tw orgy fic 😒 under the cut for nsfw obvi (+ length fhsdkjf) but i didn't get terribly graphic tbh

here's the fic!! (explicit rating 🫵)

so i first read this fic p early into my tw fixation + its been a fav of mine since, ive read it countless times n i think abt it a Lot. i love tw poly + this fic explores the sexual end of that, all the overlapping attractions going on. bc rlly n truly i think these ppl all wanna fuck each other and they should. they should. it mostly sticks to the canon relationships, with some line-blurring, and lowkey it’s so damn tangible it’s not even funny. like, it could absolutely be canon. not a lick of it feels far-fetched or unfathomable. 

it’s in owen’s pov, early s2 owen, and it’s probably the most in-character owen i’ve ever seen, which is rlly fucking funny to me. this author rlly Got him and i constantly mourn that they didnt write other stuff with him. pensive. (+ hes so endearing in it too like. my bisexual disaster!!! dorky bi disaster ilysm mwah.) and owen’s pov is additionally a brilliant choice because, as we know, he’s the most sex-motivated character, and he’s also canonically attracted to all his coworkers, and i love the nuance with which this fic explores that, exactly how his attraction to each of them functions.

and on the same subject? this fic is so heartwarmingly and thoroughly bisexual. m/m, m/f, and f/f ships are all given equal regard, each of the characters feel as bisexual as they really are, and owen’s narration in particular is so incredibly bi, like the way his attraction works and the things he notices and finds arousing, it’s perfect. it makes me very happy as a bisexual and also as an owen stannie who’s always far too pleased when fics actually let him be attracted to men. but it’s also just grounded like he doesn’t just find traditional things attractive because he’s also got feelings for everyone a bit, he’s fond of everyone and he's attracted to specific aspects of everyone, so he notices specific things... it’s just really lovely.

speaking of. as yall know my torchwood otp is owen & ianto and this fic is fucking BRUTAL in that regard, it teases SO BAD. i’ve never been so blue-balled by a fic before. they’ve got such a sexy back-n-forth in this, it’s like fencing, and ianto keeps teasing and then withdrawing and leaving owen frustrated and it leaves ME frustrated every single time i read it. they have a lot of tension in the show, imo, and it manifests perfectly in this fic, this will-they-wont-they. it’s fantastically sexy, somehow, the suspense of it.

as i mentioned, the fic mostly explores the main three ‘canon’ ships. now, as i've made clear on this blog, i dislike tosh x owen, am Bothered by jack x ianto, and don't particularly care about gwen x rhys. this first manages to make the first two not only bearable but also fucking good. i'm not so much opposed to the ships themselves, i'm opposed to how they're usually done in fic - this fic manages the perfect tone for both of them. it's literally sooo good. and the rhys & gwen is solid too i luv them

like fr i hate towen but im fond of the way they are in this fic. the way owen sees her feels tangible, and they’re on the same page in a way theyre not in the show. the fic ends with him asking her out on a date and i can’t even find it in me to be mad about it because they just sort of work here in a way thats totally a realistic interpretation imo. which i honestly didn't think was possible cuz nobody else is doing it (including the show lol). this fic is one of literally two fics in existence where i liked the towen hdsfkfd. also it should be noted i do NOT like straight piv sex it squicks me out (esp w my fav involved, thats just a me thing) but this fic makes it bearable. mostly. lowkey owen's still kind of bottomy w both tosh n gwen in this and i love that. i do not mind het sex if the man is giving bottom realness 👍

and the janto is also great, i don’t read fic for them but i’ve gotten the vibe that people like to make ianto submissive... i prefer dom!ianto in regards to owento and it’s seeped into my general view of the character, and his dom vibes in this are immaculate. him and jack are so much fun here, they both tease each other, play games with each other, a push-pull, and you get a sense of what a whirlwind they are. it’s brilliant. like okay THATS the appeal. I See. oh and there’s also a jack/ianto/owen scene towards the end (my favorite, when it's done well, which is basically never tbh) that’s incredible and also sooo frustrating bc i wish it was MORE but it’s also perfect. and owen kind of realizes he’s a pawn in their little game with each other and it’s soooooooooo. i love it. hrgh. love that sort of thing. so hawt xDD yay yaoi yayy xD

and hhrhghg ianto's aforementioned dom vibes majorly crop up with him and owen and its. sooo fucking hot it drives me nuts. when i said the fic blue-balls you irt owento... it's not even overly explicit, it's in the Energies; it's sexy as shit. i love sensuality, i love seduction, i love sex lying in things that aren't necessarily sexual and yet are. wahoo!

oh wait and speaking of being a pawn. there’s a little bit of gwen x owen which i’m personally fond of (mostly as a horny thing. i dont ship them domestically i just think theyre hot together) and they’ve got this specific vibe in this fic... rhys is there, so they don’t do much, but it’s like something forbidden, and gwen’s a bit of a tease, she plays with owen a bit and toys with the danger of letting rhys in on their little secret, and it’s really hot imo. there’s a very fun rhys x jack part (coinciding with the main owen x gwen part) and i loveee fdshfjdks rhys getting initiated into the gay alien cult via the slutty space man. also gwen gets to be a fujoshi about it which is her right imo. gwen and jack don’t go in each other’s orbits, which is amusing, but in that particular scene jack’s with rhys while gwen’s with owen and you almost get the sense theyre fucking through them, and it’s soo smart. I LOVE HOW ALL THESE PPL R INTERTWINED the constant voyeurism of torchwood. i am always saying this. there's always somehow a third party in any given workplace relationship they have. someone's always haunting other ppl's sex. it's insane

oh tosh my love... tosh is soooo good in this fic. shes a bit like adam!tosh, when shes more confident, that easy laidback sexiness, and it’s fantasticcc. hrhgh i need her. shes so hot. also she definitely has, ahem, the most fun in this fic. if you catch my drift

there’s also TWO bits with tosh/ianto/owen, which im so unbelievably fond of, and owen’s in bisexual heaven during both scenes and it’s really good fsdhkjf. owen has a fun time in this fic as far as weaseling himself into multiple threesomes n i think thats exactly where he belongs tbh. grr i have wanted to write a fic where tosh holds owen's hand and pets his hair while ianto fucks him for a year now eventually i will. i think that would make smth click in all three of their heads

...i could really gush about the ianto x owen so much like hrhhghg its SO hot. because almost nothing happens between them like it’s all ianto being a tease, or jack dragging ianto away and making him something forbidden, something owen's not allowed to have (which ofc pisses him off), and it’s HRGH. and again the D/s vibes. IM DROWNING i need more dom!ianto sub!owen fic i need it like air. owen's my fav closeted bottom character of all time and in this fic he so badly wants ianto to dom the shit out of him and its. HRHHGHGHG!!!!

'almost nothing happens between them' me when i lie bc there is, ofc, that j/i/o scene towards the end - but even then, there’s that buffer of jack, and owen can’t quite capture ianto’s full attention when he wants it so bad and yet at the same time he can’t bring himself to mind bc he also fancies jack on some level and it’s just. chef’s kiss.

what else what else... there’s some tosh/gwen which, i’m not specifically huge on, but also i’m not immune to lesbians and it’s hot ehehehe. i think eating pussy would fix gwen a little. thats all.

oh and jack and tosh dont rlly have a proper scene but theres one bit where she teases him and it makes me. hrrghgh. and owen n ianto r right next to them having a moment and its soooo. aaaa that scene makes me insane. Youll See if u read it.

in conclusion: like i said torchwood to me is a show where everyone wants to fuck each other and everyone Should be fucking each other and what i love about this fic is it's sex pollen but it's not the sort where they're out of their minds w lust yanno it just removes inhibitions. all these desires were already there (as we see in owen's initial narration like i love that hes already admiring his coworker's bodies before he's even had a drink 😭 that's my lil horndog) and it just... gives them an excuse, rlly. i love them very much and also theyre all very hot to me. oh to be a fly on the wall in this fic fhsdkfjds

one day i will snap and rave incoherently for sixteen paragraphs about that one torchwood or/gy fic thats like unironically and wholeheartedly one of the best fics in the entire fandom and gets all their dynamics w each other perfect. but for now i wont bc everyones afraid of the truth and i know that and i realize that with great knowledge cums er comes great responsibility

[finallydelight]

hi!! im slightly a new readers of yours and words cannot express how i love ming so much😭 i was imagining ming being on hiatus for a while then she appears at the be the sun concert as a surprise to carats?? or like the members have no idea that she was actually gonna be performing in the concert (she gets to appear when one of those things that lift you up to the stage,) AAAAAA my heart sinks thinking about this🥹 idk if you take requests or whatsoever but if you do please write one abt this!! its okay if you don’t i just wanted to share my thoughts🫶

thank you for the request! I’m sorry that it took me so long to get to this one, but I hope you enjoy it. its not really a surprise at the concert, but it’s a surprise anyway☺️ I hope you’re still around to read this… let me know your thoughts or feedback in my inbox!

SMALL SURPRISE | MING

November 10, 2022

The members were gathered in the relatively small dressing room, getting ready for another schedule in Japan before the start of their dome tour. They were happy to be back in Japan, loving the atmosphere there.

The door slightly opened and one of their managers appeared in the doorway. ''Guys, we have a small surprise for you.'' He told them, wiggling his eyebrows.

The thirteen men were confused by this 'small surprise', normally they had an idea when the staff had prepared something for them, yet this time they were completely clueless as to what the surprise was.

He closed the door again, to make the members even more anticipated. After half a minute, the door fully opened this time and their manager stepped through the door motioning at something behind him. ''Here it is!''

All the thoughts that were going through their head were gone as soon as they saw what their surprise was or in better words who their surprise was.

''Yerimie!''

Chan was the first one to make it to her and threw his arms around her. Then she felt a bunch of arms around her, including some pats on her head who she assumed were from Jun. Seokmin had laid his head on her neck after giving her a big kiss on the cheek.

''Oh! Someone's crying!'' Jihoon noted, grabbing everyone's attention. He pointed towards the orange-haired man wiping his tears away while waiting on his turn to give his returning member a hug. ''Seungkwan-ah, why are you crying?'' Jeonghan asked him, putting his arm around the younger member.

Seungkwan shrugged his shoulders. ''I'm just happy she's with us now.'' His answer made Ming cry in return and she walked towards him, pulling him in a big embrace.

''I saw you a few days ago, oppa.'' She told him, still holding on to him.

He nodded and chuckled. ''I know, but you're really with us now, aren't you?'' It was true that they had still seen each other, but it felt a little different now.

''Yes, I'm here.'' She confirmed, to let him know that she wasn't going anywhere.

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[claireunoia]

Hey! Could you write something with the reader being really sick and she even needs to throw up during a dinner with May and Peter gets freaked out when his aunt asks if she's pregnant, so he is all like IDK IS SHE????

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 | 𝐩.𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 ೃ࿔₊•

❥⋆｡˚ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 | 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯 ♡.

❥⋆｡˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘹 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

❥⋆｡˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 | 2256 *long for no reason, i went too far and for what? we dont know*

❥⋆｡˚ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘳, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵, 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤, 𝘍𝘓𝘜𝘍𝘍, 𝘷𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘵? :)

⇢ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : heyyy baes, im once back with another fic. i just wanna say shoutout to nonnie babe for sending this bc i am LIVING for this concept and i had so much fun making this. also this is a bit more than what u asked for nonnie but i thought it would be fun to add sum extra stuff bc im extra myself. as always i luv u and i hope u enjoy mwah mwah! <3

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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it was a beautiful sunday evening when aunt may made plans for her favorite people on the planet- well besides happy, to come on over and have a big dinner with her.

it had been awhile since may saw the both of you and it upset her but luckily seeing you both this sunday would cure her missing sickness. she was just getting started on the mash potatoes late because she was so in the rush to make everything perfect for you two, “well looks like its gonna go horrible” may thought to herself and aloud to the jittery man beside her.

“no no i believe you do it like this, honey” happy insisted for what felt like the 1300 time. but may once more waved him off with a hand, “babe, i can make mash potatoes!”

“im not saying you can’t, i-it just look like your doing it very... wrong” he grimaced as look over her work, which made may swat him on the arm lightly. “hey!”

“i’m sorry, okay! just keep doing you with those ugly mash potatoes, sweetpea” and before may could push him again, happy ran to the refrigerator with a chuckle leaving him while doing so. “what am i going to do haps, the kids love mash potatoes! they’ll die if i don’t make it” may exaggerates with a whine, her glasses falling down a bit at her little stomp of her feet.

“honey, its fine just keep trying. the kids will still be alive without them, its not that big of a deal” may nodded at his words with a pout but still not letting the mash potatoes get to her and began to get back started with them. “i will cook the hell out of these mash potatoes” is what kept motivating may to finish them before you two arrived-

*ding-ding* happy gasped when he heard the door bell go off. as much as he likes to hide it, he’s really thrilled to see peter and you but he’ll definitely never ever tell peter that.

“that must be the kids!”

“ohmygosh! go open the door”

“i will! just stay focus on not burning the place down”

with that happy jogged to the door and quickly opened it. the door opened and revealed you and peter behind it, wide smiles etched on both of your faces. “happy!” you shrieked with waving hands in excitement, happy was unable to register the big hug you just endured him with, an “oof” leaving him at quick impact.

“wow, look at you, kiddo. when have you gotten so strong eh?” happy manages to speak out, your arms squeezing him tightly. his own arm snaking up to wrap around you in a nice hug. he hates these but he’ll deal with it today because he missed you guys.

“its been too long” you thought to yourself as you basked in the hug.

“peter’s been having me work out and such these days, i hate it” you frown, which made happy chuckle and falter at the mention of peter, peters right here in front of you his mind reminds. wait he’s right in front of me-

“spidey!” happy chirps, now his turn to squeeze peter tightly. his arms wrapping around both of peters arms, trapping him into the hug which happy had no cares about.

“hey, whats up happy! your really excited to see me huh? wait—“ peter stopped his sentence and took in the way happy was hugging him tightly with a smile, a teasing hum leaving from him, “aww did you miss me, happy bear?” peters smile now turning into a grin at the wayyy too happy man thats hugging him.

at peter words happy quickly let him go and began to walk away from the both of you with a groan leaving him. “just had to ruin it” you both heard him mumble with an irritated voice as he walked away into the dinning room.

and soon as happy left, entered the one and only may. a loud shriek leaving her lips at the sight of you both. “oh my goodness! look at you both!” the woman exclaims with exciting waves of her hands. she ran up to you first and pulled you into a awaiting embrace, and hum left from the both of you at long awaited contact. “oh honey, look at you. your glowing, so gorgeous” may express with a ginormous smile, yours soon matching hers. aww you really love this woman.

“aunt may, i see your still killing all the other aunts out there like it ain’t nothin’” you compliment back with a shocked face which may waved off with a “stop it”

“hey, your nephew is here!” peter shouted towards may with faux jealousy in his tone, his teeth coming into view at the embrace may rushed to get in as soon as she heard his voice. “and look at you sweetheart, you just keep getting more and more handsome” may pinches his now rosy cheeks with a pout on her lips. a giggle leaving you at the look on peters face.

“thanks may, you and happy looks so good and healthy” may snorted at peters words. “he looks so healthy because of me, kid”

“figures” you side comment which made peter chuckle and may giggle, going to close the door that has been oddly opened for a long time. her arms then wrapped around both of yours and peter shoulders and began to walk you to the dinning room where all of the food was a nice setup on the table to perfection as may like to say.

“have a seat!” may announce to you both excitedly, you both followed her words and began moving to your seats. peter took the seat that sat across from happy and you took the one right next to peter that faced happy as well.

“be right back” may say before disappearing into the kitchen which left you and happy and peter. when you tried to say something to peter all of a sudden you felt a twinge of pain in your stomach, your hand going over your tummy to try and reduce it but it wasn’t doing anything. peter saw your face falter and began to grow a bit worried, his eyebrows pinching together. “are you okay?” he whispers and you answer back to his question with a nod, “just random cramp i’m guessing” you shrugged off with a small smile because worried peter is not something you want to start off.

happy was unbothered when all of this went down, his glasses-covered eyes on his phone, doing whatever he does on his cellphone which none of you know.

a couple seconds passed before may came back of the kitchen, a large bowl of mash potatoes in her hands and a giddy look on her face but it quickly turned into a scowl when she spit happy on his phone at the table. “happy! phone down” she instructed, the man listening quickly; his hand going down to put his phone back into his pocket.

may place the mash potatoes in the center of the small dining table, completing the evenings dinner.

“the food looks amazing” peter comments with a glint in his eye, a hum of agreement leaving you. peter was so hungry that he could eat up the whole table twice.

may chuckled, “thanks honey, lets eat everyone!”

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you have been experiencing a stomach bug without peters knowing for a couple of days now and it was really hitting now at the dinner table. you were hungry but you knew if you took a bite of anything you wouldn’t be able to keep it down. you’ll just have to suck it up and try to keep it down because you didn’t want to look like an asshole by not eating the food may had been working on for hours.

while you were contemplating your boyfriend was on his third plate, the food all over his lips. “he looks so cute” you thought with a giggle that was apparently audible because peter looked up at you with puppy colored eyed that made you swoon, he looks child like. he pouted when he made contact with you, stopping the fork from entering his mouth.

“what? am i eating too disgustingly?” he ask with a whisper towards you, consciously grabbing a napkin to rub at his lips and around his mouth.

“you’re good, babe” you shook your head with a grin, your thumb going to rub at a food spot he missed with the napkin. peter smiled at the action, kissing your hand before you could drop it.

“you kids are disgusting” happy cringed, his eyes watching the brief moment you both just shared with an eye roll.

“no one asked you to watch, they’re in love” may swoon which both of you and peter groaned at, hating the attention on the both of you all of a sudden.

happy grunted and went back to eating his food, peter following right behind him. the boy as well starting to eat his food once more.

after a quick beat of a second you picked up your fork and place a bit of mash potatoes with some meat on top and placed the silverware into your mouth. immediately the flavors bursted into your mouth, a delighted moan leaving you at the flavor that came from the food you just consumed.

“so good!” you announced with food still in your mouth, your hand going over your lips to block any from exiting while you were speaking. “she likes the mash potatoes, happy!” may cheered, a certain look on her face that pointed to happy that basically said “i told you so” which he responded with a “congrats, honey”

you smiled at the interaction, chewing up the last bit of the food before swallowing it; and as soon the food went and traveled down your throat you felt your stomach go all weird. it felt like you were going to be sick. you started to feel the annoying— continuous amount of saliva pooling in your mouth and you knew only one thing... you needed to get away from this table. quickly.

you hurried and pushed your chair back so fast that it alarmed everyone at the table. as you got up everyone watched you travel at the speed of light to the bathroom and not too long began to hear the cringey, face-twisting sounds of you vomiting. immediately peter rose up from his seat with wide concern eyes and followed the directions you were just running to that led to the bathroom.

he comes rushing into the sight of you bent over the toilet, trying to hold your hair as best you could which wasn’t much so peter came to your aid, coming behind you to gather all of your hair and hold it. while he was holding your hair, he rubbed a soothing, warm hand along your back with comforting words.

back in the dining room there were only two people left sitting at the table.

may sat with a shocked look on her face while happy was wide-eyed. after a beat of silence happy dropped his fork in conclusion “i told you, you cook it weirdly” he voiced out with a nonchalant voice which caused may to snap her head at him with narrowed eyes.

“hush up, happy” and with that she got up from the table and went to the bathroom where you and peter were still in the same position.

“oh jeez y/n” may cooed when she saw you sitting in front of the toilet, you just finishes with throwing up the last contents.

peter closed both toilet lids with a grimaced before flushing it, leaning back to lift you up and place you on the toilet to sit on. “peter i can move by myself you know,” you reminded him, to which he answered with a roll of his eyes. “hey stop talking, you stink”

he than went to grab some tissues to wipe at both your nose and mouth, throwing it away in the trash bin besides him afterwards.

a loud gasp is what knocked the both of you back into reality again, looking for the source of the sound you both found may with her hand covering her mouth. “oh dear, are you pregnant?!”

and that really shook peter, his hand falling from your face to grab at the back of his neck, eyes moving to may and yours; back to mays and now finally back to yours. “w-wait shes not pregnant— wait your not pregnant are you y/n? i saw you earlier holding your stomach at the table— oh my god are you pregnant?” he rambled with an exasperate tone to his voice that somehow kept going higher and higher.

“what? peter, i’m not pregnant! we haven’t had sex in like weeks, i’m just going through a stomach bug!”

“why not tell me about it? i would like to know when my girlfriend is not feeling well!”

the last and final person finally reached the door, joining the little gathering in the bathroom where you and peter were now conversing, loudly. happy sighed, his hand placing itself on mays shoulder.

“welp there goes dinner”

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[smalltragedy]

* justice smith, demi man + he/they | you know gabriel de leon, right? they’re twenty three, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, six years? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to 1984 (infinite jest) by the used like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole waking up in a body as heavy as the dead, emotions always on the verge of spilling over - you laugh before the punch lands, the belief that every encounter you have will be the last thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is october 31st, so they’re a scorpio, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( james, 21, est, they/them )

hi im just reposting gabe’s intro bc its been a very long time n im starting a little fresh hehe. yes i do regret the text color bt im not going back.

VIOLENCE TW

mini playlist.

ghosting ;; mother mother / roam the room ;; citizen / art of doubt ;; metric / thnks fr th mmrs ;; fall out boy / heart in a cage ;; the strokes / where is my mind? ;; the pixies / flowers grow out of my grave ;; dead man’s bones / 1984 (infinite jest) ;; the used / blister in the sun ;; the violent femmes.

statistics.

full name: gabriel de leon.

nickname(s): gabe.

birthday: october 31st, 1997.

zodiac: scorpio sun, scorpio moon, gemini ascending.

label: the icarian.

hometown: belleville, new jersey.

sexuality: bisexual (masc-leaning).

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biography.

it’s only rly ever been gabe n his mom n the little new jersey suburbs that r always the same no matter where they go. they dn’t speak abt fathers or brothers or spain or anywhere other than the now, and how its constantly changing bt oddly the same.

his mom’s name is sonia n we love her. she worked a lot as a single mom n p much hs done everything on her own ever since leaving spain.

they dn’t talk abt spain bt we cn talk abt spain n hw sonia hd grown up partially there n partially in the states n hw she’d originally planned to live there forever bt the man she’d fallen in love with ws involved in some. high class dangerous shit n it ws safer fr them to part even if tht involved leaving everything she knew n loved <3

bt its like. ok. bc she hd gabe <3 n they dnt talk abt it so it practically nvr happened. n she tries her best as a mom n usually tht is enough.

they moved around a lot just bc sonia is a very. flighty person. anxious bt nvr seems tht way is just always. tense. gabe didnt think she ws capable of relaxing fr. a rly long time.

she wld commute 2 nyc every morning n after school gabe wld climb onto the train n by the time he got 2 her place of work she’d be just getting off n they’d get a slice of pizza n sometimes they’d go somewhere like central park or coney island (just fr the novelty) bt most of the time they just got back on the train home w/ gabe either doing homework or napping on her shoulder.

when gabe got a little older he’d sometimes skip school n take the train after sonia had already gone so he cld spend the day in nyc. he liked learning bt didnt rly like school. he nvr properly fit in bc of the amt of times they’d move so it felt like nowhere ws. right fr him.

got rly involved in. the punk scene as a young unsupervised teenager n tht led 2 a lot of like. shitty stick n pokes bt also a love of. very loud angry music n a sense of justice tht he held tightly in his fists. got mouthy towards bullies whether at school or in the scenes he involved himself in n started getting into a lot of fights bc of it.

during this, sonia ended up dating n marrying gabe’s stepdad who he calls craig sometimes bt i dnt think thats his name i wont lie to u guys. its partially a joke n partially purposeful disrespect bc gabriel does not trust a single man bt like. man. ‘craig’ is just an accountant. he’s fine he’s a good dude. they once bonded over like. the mets.

violence tw // anyways. when gabriel ws 16 he got into a super super bad fight tht ended rly. terribly n like listen. nobody died bt it ws just. it got blown up very out of proportion n gabe might’ve gotten expelled even tho he wsnt even the one who started it bt thts okay. ‘craig’, or paul, suggested tht maybe. a change of scenery wld b good fr gabe n b4 they knew it they were. moving to paul-robert’s hometown of irving, north carolina. violence end of tw //

he wld’ve complained more bt. fr sonia’s sake gabe kept it 2 himself. it made her happy 2 see them all get along anyways n like. idk he cld put forth tht little effort <3

bt honestly like. he didnt rly get into too many fights once they moved down here n even tho sometimes he ws like. ommgg. i hate this town .. its so washed up .. he still made friends n like. the only thing tht changed ws tht it ws a lil harder fr him 2 acquire illegal substances.

anyways. currently he hs a tattoo apprenticeship n is a professional piercer n like. he plays guitar n writes songs bt thts more of a hobby rn than anything else. mostly focused on paying his rent at port apartments bc as much as he. loves his mom he does not want 2 live with her forever <3 n thts okay!

personality & facts.

overall xtremely passionate person like god. feels emotions so intensely. every time he opens his mouth n talks abt an interest of theirs its just very like. u listen n ur like oh. gained 2 inspiration. thanks.

clings onto his friends p tightly bc he like. nvr rly stayed in one place fr super super long in new jersey so he nvr made very long term friends n now hes like. very clingy HLKDSHLKFSHLKDG also hates to b alone. subtle desperation behind interactions with ppl he rly wld like to be friends with.

like dnt get me wrong hes gotten into. sm fights bt thts mostly bc he cannot keep his mouth shut n he also cnt stand douchebags he like. always wants to tear them down prob bc he ws a victim of bullying. n u know what. we support him. otherwise he loves ppl bt esp if they hv similar interests 2 him.

like golden retriever who bites kind of. intensely loyal but at the same time is very skeptical. things tht good things do not last very long even though they’ve been doing already fr the last few years.

also bit of a nerd. they were nvr rly a big fan of school bt theres smth abt a good superhero comic tht draws their attention more than like. any english class evr. bt seven soldiers of victory? classic. big dc fan.

uh. very into like. hardcore music. hardcore rock. punk. if its loud n angry they r into it like so so much. hs sm tattoos is like. super covered in them its partially bc they work at a tattoo shop n partially bc they do not know hw to manage their money well.

ooohh u know what theyre. kinda moody i wont lie to u. very defensive like they dnt evr wna talk abt their past. has experienced Things n they do not wish to discuss them. will usually like. deflect frm conversations he doesnt wna hv.

in tune with nature. loves fkn taking walks. hangs out in the woods by abernathy creek n lilac ridge bc nobody rly goes there n its just. nice

tries not 2 take anything super seriously 2 the point where when he does take smth seriously its a little scary bc theyre super intense abt it. forcibly optimistic even tho on the inside he feels like a total pessimist. lots of. deep down insecurities tht he projects by attaching himself p firmly onto others. >.>

so so so energetic. can never stay still. always hs to be moving around. restless like tht. probably got it frm his mom. overly protective over the ppl he loves. probably got it frm his mom as well.

goes onto Tangents bt also divert frm those tangents n is generally all over the place.

always cold n always looks tired n like he hsnt slept in a thousand years n u know what. sometimes he just does not sleep.

oooohh theyre a vegan. totally into animal rights. devious little demi man beyond that .. loves horror n the paranormal n believes in like. every cryptic. will debate u on it.

erm not. the kindest 2 themself theyre a bit self destructive. impulsive. drives very fast n parties super hard. said i will hv my effy stonem moment. u dont hv to gabe.

bt ya! luvs oranges n reds n is maybe a short king. hs an eyebrow piercing n like. a lip ring i wont fk around here he IS living his best emo life in 2021. a little outdated on the trends bt thats okay. probably will tell u hes frm new jersey. its a personality trait. smokes the shittiest cigarettes ever.

wanted plots.

just ghosting along ,, dnt even exist 2 me ,, ;; god. firstly just the vast amt of ppl tht gabe hs like. spoken to romantically n then dropped suddenly. n then maybe like. one tht actually Hurt bt they cnt avoid each other bt theyre actively pretending each other doesnt exist n its. hurtful bc it ws like. actually smth nice bt <3 ykno FKLFSDHG

hey hey heyy c’maahn i’m just a little guy ;; n this is the vast amt of ppl tht gabe hs probably. pissed off n hs either fought or been on the verge of fighting just. unable 2 resist a good bicker-turned-duel.

just blistering in the sun ;; they cld b close friends bt also they cld also not b bt just ppl who. indulge in bad impulsive decisions with gabe. general bad influences on each other’s health n just. no good! party hard bt at what cost.

n also ;; like ... rly solid good friendships ... flings n maybe an exe or two tht either ended on good terms or just. horrendous, ppl they’ve distanced frm, ppl also frm up north, piercing customers, bt not tattoo customers bc im p sure they’d get fired if they were just tattoo’ing ppl willy nilly, etc.

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idk if this counts as an emergency or comfort request but ive been havin a REAL bad body image week nsnnnsnnnsnn could i maybe request headcanons for either oikawa or kuroo (u can pick if u wanna) with an s/o who is rlly self conscious about being chubby/has a really hard time with food and mayb feels like worthless because theyre not the ideal body type? idk sorry if thats dumb aaaah thank u sm if u choose to do this

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♡ scenarios ♡ for oikawa and kuroo

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a/n: hey hun, im sorry to hear you’ve been having a rough time lately. this kind of request actually rlly hits close to home, and if u ever need anything, ur mor than welcome to reach out to me :) i can also help look for resources for help, anything really. this goes for all y’all! i dont want none y’all to feel alone with anything ur going thru cuz we’re in this together! and no need to thank me, the pleasure is mine luv 🥰💕 nothing about this is dumb, ur feelings are valid. i hope this will bring you n many others some comfort. also,, FUCK BODY STANDARDS MAKIN US BELIEVE THERE’S AN IDEAL TYPE BC THERE IS NONE N Y’ALL R BEAUTIFUL N IF U DUN THINK SO I WILL COME OVER DER,,, ok im done 🥰🥰 (more notes at the bottom of this, i talk a lot n think its important, didnt wanna add it up here bc it was too long lolol) tw: mentions of bad body and implies disordered eating behaviors

 oikawa

♡ Oikawa was pretty keen, so when he observed a gradual shift in your behavior, he definitely took notice

♡ One day when you showed up to lunchtime empty-handed and sat with your two friends, casually chatting, Oikawa and Iwaizumi gave you a questioning look

♡ “Where’s your lunch, y/n?” Oikawa asked

♡ “Oh, I, uh, ate it already, actually.”

♡ Iwaizumi raised an eyebrow and offered you some of his, but you declined, thanking him and stating you were already full

♡ Later that day in class, however, Oikawa couldn’t help but notice the absence of your boxed lunch container in your unzipped backpack

♡ The next day, you came empty-handed again, blaming it on your forgetfulness during your rush to get to school

♡ However, it became a normal occurrence over time, and while you seemed fine, uneasiness began to prick inside Oikawa’s stomach

♡ Those smiles you wore appeared fragile, and the laughter that rumbled from your throat felt restrained

♡ You seemed more tired and unfocused than usual

♡ Preoccupied, withdrawn, and distant

♡ He could sense something was bothering you, no matter how much you may (or may not) have tried to hide it

♡ On his way to school one morning, he made sure to stop by a convenience store to pick one of your favorite snacks, thinking it was a simple gesture to brighten up the somber aura he’s been detecting from you

♡ “I have a surprise for you, y/n~” Oikawa announced with excitement, rummaging through his bag to pull out the snack and show it to you. “Look, it’s your favorite!”

♡ You could only offer him an uneasy smile, “Oh, you shouldn’t have...” You really shouldn’t have...

♡ When he noticed the tension in your body and expression, a frown appeared on his lips

♡ “Y/n? Is something wrong?” He reached out to place a comforting hand on your shoulder but you swiftly flinched away

♡ ”I’m fine..!”

♡ Surprised at your sudden movement and outburst, you both felt a split second of apprehension crackle in the air before you started to gather your items in a rush

♡ Sighing, you repeated, “I’m fine.”

♡ He wasn’t sure whether you were speaking to him or yourself

♡ “Thanks for the snack, but I’ll pass. Have it for me. You need it more, anyways; you have volleyball practice. I’ll see you tomorrow, Oikawa,” you offered him a solemn smile and left before he could even reply

♡ Some time had passed before he could finally get you to open up to him

♡ And when you did, it crushed his heart to see how much your insecurities broke you

♡ It hurt to hear how low you thought about yourself; how you couldn’t see the beauty in your being; how you deemed food, your body, and yourself as your worst enemies

♡ Thus bringing you to the conclusion that maybe you’d be happy and like yourself if you could just give up that midday snack or your school lunch

♡ Even raincheck a cafe date you were supposed to have together

♡ Maybe also skip dinner, sometimes breakfast the next morning as well

♡ You could manage on just water

♡ Little sacrifices to shed some weight, feel better, and get closer to your ideal body goals

♡ You admitted, however, to questioning whether any of it was worth it

♡ The constant states of hunger, pain, and defeat you lived in

♡ Only to feel as though you were getting nowhere

♡ Oikawa was well aware of today’s beauty standards. I mean, he himself was often praised for his natural charm and beauty

♡ And you felt you could never reach that ideal

♡ “Oikawa, you’re too good for me.”

♡ His eyebrows knitted in concern as he lifted his right hand to caress your cheek softly. “And why do you say that?”

♡ Tears threatened to prick at your eyes. All you could was stare at the ground in silent shame

♡ When you still said nothing, he leaned in closer, his brown gaze softly pleading

♡ “Y/n, look at me.”

♡ When your eyes flickered up to meet his own, Oikawa asked, “You know I love you, right?”

♡ His question was met with a meek, “Yes.”

♡ From your clouded glaze, he could tell that you had a hard time believing in your own response

♡  “Do you know why?”

♡ But before you could respond, he was already answering his own question

♡ “Well...” he began, glancing up in thought and wearing a small smile

♡ “Something about you makes me want to be by your side. I love to see your smiles and hear your laughter, but I always want to be there to hold you when you’re crying and in pain.”

♡ “You’re supportive. You understand what I need, and I don’t always have to explain myself to you. You take your time with me and make me feel like I can be myself. Not many people have stuck around to actually get to know me. Because of that, you’ve never failed to make my day a little better with just your presence.”

♡ “You’re strong and caring. I can rely on you to have my back, and I hope I provide that same comfort to you as well.”

♡ “I love being able to lazy around with you or go on adventures and discover something new. It’s comfortable and exciting at the same time.”

♡ “Your hands feel like they were made to hold mine.”

♡ He reached down to squeeze your hand gently

♡ “Kissing you makes me forget about everything else on my mind. I can just live in the present with you.”

♡ He moved close and gave you a peck above your eyebrow

♡ “You make me want to work hard and be a better person. You help motivate me to try my best, and you never give up on me. Why would I ever give up on you?”

♡  “I learn something new with you everyday. Like right now, I realize that I’ve never met someone who could so easily make my heart race as they could make my heart break.”

♡ “When I look at you, all I can think about is how beautiful you are and how lucky I am to have you in my life as a partner and one of my best friends. Nobody else could fill the gaps within me the same way you do.”

♡ Leaning over to brush his lips against your forehead, he muttered, “I’m going to love every part of you, inside and out. You’re already my ideal. I couldn’t ask for anything more. I could go on about every detail on why I feel so strongly for you, but I’m here to show you everything there is to appreciate about yourself because you’re worth every ounce of care and effort. And if you can’t see it in yourself right now, I’ll love you more than enough for the both of us until you learn to love yourself. I’m here to help.”

♡ And after crying out your tears into his shoulder as he held you close and rubbed your back, you both went to his house to relax and have some dinner

♡ He was patient with you, taking into account how having a meal may have made you feel anxious

♡ It was something small and simple that you two agreed to prepare and share, after some tender coaxing from Oikawa

♡ He later made a list in his journal about tips to keep in mind:

♡ ‘Check up on y/n often to see how they’re feeling’

♡ ‘Encourage them to eat meals/snacks. Don’t be too pushy, but be patient. Try to have eat with them when you can!’

♡ ‘Remind them they don’t have to earn the right to eat, and that their body doesn’t define their worth‘

♡ ‘Look into some mindfulness techniques!’

♡ ‘Don’t overvalue physical appearance. Also focus on all the other redeeming qualities y/n has! But of course I’m always gonna tell them they look cutee--’

♡ True to his word, he remained understanding

♡ He’s there to listen to you, or to sit with you in comforting silence

♡ During lunch he would share his food with you, reassuring you that it wasn’t something you had to avoid

♡ Some days he succeeds in encouraging you to share a milk bun or your favorite snack with him

♡ And on days you really didn’t feel like it, he never forces anything onto you and instead made sure you at least hydrated

♡ Oikawa spends some time doing research and gathering tips on how to help you

♡ Always reminds you of your worth and how you bring out the best in him

♡ He’ll never hold it against you if you ever become hostile, irritated, or in denial. He knows you’re hurting and doesn’t take it personally

♡ Sends you cute memes with all those emoji hearts

♡ Also some food puns (Oikawa: “I’m soy into you. Please brie mine. We are mint to be. I ap-peach-iate you. You got a pizza my heart. Olive you--” ; You: *puts a hand over his mouth* ; Oikawa: 🥺 ; You: “...olive you, too”)

♡ Always ready to give up what he’s doing to make sure you’re okay

♡ Will stay up with you late at night to talk on the phone

♡ Reminds you you’re beautiful at least 8 times a day

♡ If y’all ever go shopping and you try things on in the fitting room,, Oikawa would be your #1 hype man

♡ One time you tried something on, and you were almost too ashamed to step out and show him

♡ But when you did, you were met with his surprise and excitement

♡ “dfghjklkuyfuh” was all you could process from his incoherent speech before he insisted on treating you by purchasing it for you (Oikawa: “Can you wear this for me, like, everyday?” ; You: *weird look* “Why are you like this??” you love it tho--)

♡ Gushes internally over how cute you are during your movie + cuddle sessions, mostly pays attention to you rather than the movie

♡ Mid-movie be like:

♡ Oikawa: “So, uh, what’s happening again?

♡ You: -.- “You might as well google the whole synopsis instead of watching it”

♡ Oikawa: “...it’s not my fault you’re distracting, babe”

♡ Always politely excuses himself from his fangirls to get to you. Also reassures you he much prefers to be with you than anyone else and that you’re the best catch ;)) (You: “Oikawa, no” ; Oikawa: “y/n, yes”)

♡ Suggested doing some meditation together once

♡ You listened to a recording and you sat side by side on a mat, but Oikawa thought the person’s voice sounded funny so he had a hard time focusing

♡ But it ended with y’all laughing and making jokes as he lay his lead on your lap and you played with his hair

♡ Y’all get better at it tho

♡ Cooking dates! To try to show you that food isn’t an enemy and can bring people together :)

♡ Puts music on so y’all can jam together (Oikawa: “Oh my gosh, y/n, this is my favorite song, you’re not even rEADY to see me perform-- ; You: “Oikawa, t-the food! It’s burning!!”)

♡ Cooking dates also show that you should never leave the stove unattended

♡ Every once in a while he suggests seeking professional help. He wishes he could take away your pain and help you all his own, but he knows this is more complicated and required outside help, too

♡ Has help resources READY

♡ As well as small snacks like granola bars for you if you ever feel faint

♡ He doesn’t hesitate to confront you when he feels it’s necessary and he’s worried about your habits

♡ He handles things well, though, and often convinces you to take care of yourself more, even though he’s there to look after you

♡ Has made it his mission to help you win against your battle with insecurities

♡ Overall, he’s very caring and empathetic, hoping one day you’ll see yourself the way he sees you 💖 : strong, amazing, breathtaking, & perfectly imperfect

kuroo

♡ Occasionally, you would think about the day you broke down in front of him

♡ Your body racked with repressed whimpers as you tried to wipe the tears from your eyes and describe the recent state of your mind through choked sobs

♡ Lately, your thoughts were being especially relentless in making you feel miserable

♡ Oftentimes you’d be able to shove the negative thoughts to the back of your mind and carry on your day as usual, expertly acting as though everything in your life was going smoothly

♡ However, you found yourself fighting a losing battle against your own conscious, heavily preoccupied with thoughts of your own worthlessness

♡ And so you tried to cope

♡ But you were painfully aware of everything you felt was wrong with you

♡ You felt uncomfortable in your skin

♡ Every time you passed by your own reflection, you couldn’t help but mentally recoil at the image looking back at you

♡ Your clothes didn’t fit right

♡ Even when you opted for baggy clothes, you felt like you were taking up all the space in them

♡ Maybe it was the weight gain. You could see and feel it in your face, your arms, your stomach, your legs... everywhere

♡ You just wanted to hide away your shame

♡ Perhaps it was the dessert you allowed yourself to eat the other day. Foolish of you to think then that you wouldn’t regret it as much as you did afterwards

♡ As a consequence of those foolish actions, you made mental notes about anything and everything you ate. What it was, how much of it you had, etc

♡ Trying to restrict so that maybe you would lose some weight and come to like how you look

♡ Your obsessive thoughts of food and weight overtook your mind like a dark cloud

♡ Your favorite foods, which before would never fail to brighten your mood, taunted you with shame and guilt

♡ Exercise? Sometimes it was an activity you genuinely enjoyed. Other times, a chore that made you feel shitty or numb and reinforced your unhealthy desire to lose

♡ And you sometimes found yourself crying over your last meal, one you know you didn’t need. One you didn’t deserve

♡ And each time you released the reins on your self-control, you felt pathetic going against the vow you made to yourself  

♡ At this rate, you’d never be beautiful or be happy with yourself

-You’d remain unworthy, fat, disgusting--

-But before you could continue, your story was cut off by the impact of Kuroo’s embrace

-Your surprise silenced your sobs, and you could only stare wide-eyed at the space in front of you as you felt his arms squeeze tightly around your frame

-You both sat there for a few moments on your knees, with your back lightly leaning against a wall

- “I’m sorry for the pain you’re experiencing,” he begins softly. “Thank you for sharing with me. It must’ve taken a lot for you to do that.”

-He was right. It was your first time reaching out to another person about this. It was the last thing you thought you would’ve done today

- “I want to let you know that you shouldn’t be ashamed for feeling this way. Reaching out is important and brings you the help you need to get better. I know you might not want help right now or think that these thoughts and behaviors are a problem. However, telling me about all this shows that some part of you is recognizing there’s something wrong and you can’t always handle it on your own.”

-There were many reasons you kept this to yourself. You didn’t want to bother anyone else. Your problems seemed so trivial.  You worried saying them aloud would confirm your beliefs. You were scared people would see you differently. You--

-The intrusive thoughts never failed to make you feel ashamed

-However, it was oddly comforting to release the pent up emotions. To know you didn’t have to bottle up this burden anymore, and that you weren’t alone

-You were about to murmur in response when,

- “Also, you’re an idiot, y/n.”

- “Wow, thanks, as if I don’t already think that about myself,” you bit back in response

-You were about to shove him away just when he released his grip around your body and placed his hands on your shoulders

-His eyes shone with determination and a faint, inviting smile spread on his lips

- “You are the one of the single most important things in my life. I just mean you’re an idiot in the sense that you’re overevaluating one aspect to define your whole self. You’ve forgotten about all your other redeeming qualities that contribute to who you are.”

♡ “Your size, weight, shape; none of that matters. What matters is your health and happiness. Neglecting yourself in order to reach an ‘ideal’ that you’ve concluded is the answer to your self-worth is only bringing you farther away from what you truly want.”

♡ “I don’t mean to downplay any of your emotions or how significant this is to you. Your first step was to put your trust into someone else about this. That’s done. Now, I’m here to help you undergo self-evaluation and serve as encouragement on your journey to self-love and acceptance.”

♡ “I also want to remind you progress is not linear. There will be times when things are harder, and that’s okay; it’s part of the process. If you’re open to getting better in the future, I’m sure as hell going to be there every step of the way.”

♡ And with a soft peck to the forehead and another hug, he nuzzled into your neck and muttered, “I love you. And I want you to love yourself. So, please, allow me to help you through this and I guarantee that by the end of it all, it’ll have been so worth it.”

♡ Unsure what to say, you gripped his jacket tighter, buried your head in his shoulder, and muttered, “Thank you.”

♡ While the negative feelings about yourself remained afterward, you were relieved that your boyfriend was supportive and calm

♡ He treated you the same as always, teasing you over dumb things while making you feel like you stood among the highest peaks on Earth

♡ The day after, he had shown up to your house, weary-eyed and carrying his backpack

♡ “Kuroo? Why are you here? Also, why do you look so tired??”

♡ He stepped into your house with a yawn. He stretched his arms, then reached for his bag and whipped out his laptop

♡ “I stayed up a bit last night to do some research, babe! I also learned a lot about nutrition and molecular gastronomy, so I could help you come up with a meal plan that you’re okay with!”

♡ You were touched he was educating himself on how to help you

♡ But you drew the line at the science jokes-- (Kuroo: “You know you love them.” ; You: “‘Na’ I don’t.” ; Kuroo: :ooo “Did you just-- Marry me.”) (Na = sodium lol)

♡ His nutritional research helped you to learn the contents of food beyond calories; mans explains the vitamins, nutrients, amino acids, etc in them that you need and their benefits

♡ “Trout, avocados, and almonds have vitamin E, which is good for your skin! Oh, and don’t get me started on bananas. Yes, they have carbs (which your body needs anyway as a source of energy!), but POTASSIUM?? Shit’s gonna regulate your fluid balance, maintain heart health, stimulate normal muscle function, AND help your brain to communicate with the rest of your body!”

♡ ALSO cooking dates; just as chaotic (“Aw mannn, the egg exploded all over the microwave!” dont ask y it was being microwaved)

♡ Over time, he’s taken mental notes about your thoughts, feelings, triggers, etc

♡ He’s quick to pick up on your mood and will always ask you how you’re doing

♡ Tries to do something special for you on days you’re especially not feeling well, like taking you on a spontaneous date! (You: “Do you know how to ice skate?” ; Kuroo: “Uhh,,, after today, I will hopefully”)

♡ But will also opt for staying in with you and cuddling when you don’t want to go out (Kuroo: “I heard this movie is soooo bad! ...wanna watch it?”)

♡ Invited you to the beach with his team during the first week of summer

♡ You were unsure about this, since that meant going out in public, potentially with minimal clothing

♡ You initially sat on a beach towel under an umbrella, wearing the security of a T-shirt. He’d been aware of how you felt ever since he asked you to come, so he would sit with you and link an arm around your shoulder

♡ “I’m lucky I get to spend this day with you,” he’d say. “You look gorgeous. You always do. Now, I wanna see you smile and have fun. Let’s go take a dip, yeah?” He offered his hand, which you shyly took, and pulled you up

♡ Then immediately picked you up and started running to the water to get you soaking wet, and you were forced to ditch the heavy, waterlogged shirt

♡ However, you silently thanked him for his sweet words, making you feel secure enough to just forget your worries and enjoy the warm sun and cool water

♡ He also tries his best to lessen your anxieties over food and often shares/eats meals with you

♡ Reminds you everyday how much you’re worth to him and that there’s nothing about you that needs to change

♡ This sweet, protective, n smart boi will treat you how you deserve. It’s a guarantee he’ll be there through thick and thin, and he’s excited for the day you realize you’re just as amazing as he knows you are 💕

a/n: oop this was rlly long lol mb, i just may or may not personally know a bit about this so i went oFF

also neded to some som silly n fluff bc we all need dat

also, these r like kinda hc’s ?? but also a deconstructed oneshot/scenario?? bc they provide some rly brief bg story? one from more  of the character perspective while the other more on y/n before we get  to the hc’s about how he treats y/n. how everyone struggles w body image is different n i wanted to portray a bit of what it felt like and how it could manifest in ppl’s behaviors/thoughts. however, this is not to say that everyone feels exactly like this. what i wrote only represents a fraction of it all.

by providing some sort of bg i hope im not making u feel like this isnt u  or that u cant relate, pls lmk if i need to change anything to make it  right for u <3 ok now im actually done sry long author’s note  rfguhofe this is just rlly important to me y’all  , stay safe n take care, much luv for u <3

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top five: old movies, hobbies, siken poems, & angsty rp moments?

TOP FIVE — old movies!

to be fair i don’t go for older movies, but the ones that i’ve seen are few and far between so here goes y’all !!

the breakfast club (1985) — it’s a classic american film which means i honestly saw it here way too late. i can understand why it’s iconic and tbh the archetypes are enjoyable, though the makeovers? at the end? i do not understand

heathers (1989) — okay to be honest i got to the musical first then the movie, but it was both hilarious and creepy and i loved it. still do !! i might watch it again tonight tbf now that i remember it!

scream (1996) — sue me this is old to me! but really neeve campbell? courtney cox? skeet ulrich and matthew lillard????? great cast and real campy horror considering what’s out there rn !!

sister act (1992) — catholic singing ?? whoopi goldberg ?? maggie smith ?? what’s not to like tbh !! hail holy queen and salve regina are great pieces of music n honestly i would b remiss not to add a musical here

maurice (1987) — okay so it was a nice movie and a lil heartwrenching like good romances are and it’s got a happy ending !! holy shit !! it’s good !! man, i love to see it. im frothing at the mouth thinking about it !!!!!

TOP FIVE — hobbies!

damn give me an existential crisis at 8 pm huh? mostly what i do when i got the free time is read a hilariously extensive amount of books, play dungeons and dragons (and other ttrpgs), write and mostly rp and maybe some poetry, veg out on video games, and love my motherfuckin friends!

TOP FIVE — siken poems!

i love me some siken and i credit y’all for my brainrot about this man’s poetry !! christ almighty siken sends me into a spiral sumtimes but hell it’s an enjoyable spiral at least

scheherazade — tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us. / these, our bodies possesed by light. / tell me we’ll never get used to it.

boot theory — your co-workers ask / if everythin’s okay and you tell them / you’re just tired. / and you’re trying to smile. and they’re trying to smile.

a primer for the small weird loves —you try to warn him, you tell him / you will want to get inside him, and ruin him / but he doesn’t listen. / you do this, you do. you take the things you love / and you tear them apart.

still life with skulls and bacon — we carve up the world / and crown it with numbers—lumens, ounces / decibels. all these things and what to do with them. we carve up the world all the time.

detail of the fire — who will master this love? love might be the wrong word. / let’s admit without apology, what we do to each other.

TOP FIVE — angsty rp moments!

listen i don’t remember much so i’ll list down what’s left of what i remember and try to squeeze it into the minutiae of the goddamn answer to the ask. what i do remember is Devastating to me, personally though.

will and damien drinking, preceded by his fight with beth — yeah well that did me in. i got so hung up on beth being so angry about keeping his kid from the team and the way damien broke down in front of will ?? masterpiece if i do say so m’self!

hawk’s confession — confessing to your oldest dearest friend that u love him ?? and gettgng rejected ??????????? slurp slurp we love this angst juice babes !! the fallout was delicious as fuck

the fall of hq — straight cinema shit my guy !! u love to see it !! i honestly thought that it was going to be hell to fight the monsters but we managed to run with the skin of our teeth so that was fun !!

damien’s letter — writing a goodbye letter to his kid in case he died? yeah, that’s big yikeroonies energy right there luv x

recuperating at the valentines’ — the mood? the aftermath? reeling from death and destruction ?? what could b more fun ??

but notice how all of these are retired related huh rly makes u think if there isn’t a common cause of all this gd angst ?? who knows !!

[miridiums-writing]

Hi! could I pls have a bnha matchup if ur doing them? I'm 5'5, she/her, straight! long dark brown hair w the front right half dyed white, green eyes + tan skin. I'm super bubbly & loud, love working out + I'm a huge foodie! Im naturally really flirty + my love language is physical touch! Im stubborn + impulsive, luv rain/storms, coffee & PDA. I'm emotional, confident, bold giggly, energetic + observant. esfp/taurus. I'm a night owl, v playful + luv teasing. I also RAMBLE but I'm a gd listener <3

This took longer than it should since I had school. Also I didn't mention anything about your looks mostly because it doesn't matter who I paired you with or what you looked like, they all aren't shallow enough to care for looks, though, it is a bonus they all look for what's inside. Its not proof read so, spelling mistakes are likely

I ship you with :

Izuku

Both of you are just adorable together

You both a very bubbly and heart warming persona that is just a delight to be around

So both of you together is just a happiness overload

He works out often, to keep up with the hero course, and he also does it out of habit after working with all might for so long

Speaking of all might when dating Izuku you hear a lot about him

Random facts about heroes that Izu managed to scrounge up from somewhere

Its impressive the information he keeps in his pretty little head

If you told him that he would go bright red and try to hide his face with his arms

Izuku is alright at cooking

His mum is usually the one who cooks so his skills aren't perfected

Though he will try his hardest to cook for you knowing how much you love food

No joke writing about food just made me hungry, and I just ate :(

If you don't like something he made he would much rather you told him than hiding your disgust to not hurt his feelings

He knows he needs to improve so he really appreciates your hard critique if your willing to give it

Although he blushes and gets extremely flustered every time you do it, he loves when you flirt with him

Reminds him how much you love him and thats really reassuring for him

He's just a totally softy for you

His love language is more acts of affection, such as cleaning up your room when your busy, or going out to buy you snacks before shark week

Just general everyday sweet things

Though physical affection is the third one he turns to he loves to indulge in your affection

Although obviously the start of the relationship anytime you hugged him he would go a brilliant shade of red

After a while he would ease into it

He still blushes, but its just a light tinge on pink of his cheeks instead

He is alot more for words in these situations

As you cuddle up together to watch moves he likes to mumble into your hair all the things he loves about you

Izu isn't as stubborn as you

Unless its something really important he doesn't see any reason to defend his side till death

This makes arguments ever so slightly easier

Not much though but at least you both aren't so stubborn neither of you will apologise

He is usually the first to apologise because he can't deal with you being mad at him

But you always apologise right after

Your stubborn but, his face is too cute, you know when you were in the wrong too

He is also impulsive

This gives aizawa a heart attack because he cares a lot for his students so he keeps an extra eye on you both to keep you safe

It give all might a heart attack

That's his prodigy and you both are so impulsive and a bit reckless

But at least you can both be impulsive together :)

He much rather be in the heat than the rain

Though he does understand your appeal to it

To see after the storm has cleared and the air just feels so clear and fresh

He enjoys sitting with you cuddling with cups of coffee or hot chocolate listening to the rain

He likes the calming feeling of your fingers in his hair so do it more often sound of the rain against the window

He doesn't like PDA as much

Mostly because he knows his friends will tease him for his red face

But he is soft for you he always gives in

Every time

He loves your confidence

Like a goddess graced his presence

He's definitely not as confident as you

And that why he admires you

As much as all might

Almost as much as all might

All your dates have been like mini adventures

Your both so bold and out there with energy so you fit each other perfectly

He is the best to tease

Because his reactions are always amazing

Its so easy to fluster him its almost childs play

So do it often, dont worry, he loves you so much that he doesn't mind

He's more over a morning person than a night person

How can you be so awake so late?!!

He sometimes will wake up in the night to make sure you went to bed so you have enough sleep

You observe everything just like him

He focuses most his efforts on you heroes he looks up to

Both of you ramble

He gladly listens to you especially since you listen to him ramble

Its a very give and take relationship

Neither doing more than the other

Perfectly balanced

As all things should be

[shiro-0197]

You? Disappoint me? As if!! omg— you could do LITERALLY anything, and I'd still be so proud of of you😭😭

the coordination tho ksndksnsn very very impressive on their part, HAHA. I'm involved in a ton of groupchats on whatsapp, so I low-key just mute everything and get stressed whenever I check it 😃🔫 so I've found a better way with dealing with all of that— by ignoring the app entirely and pretending it doesn't exist 🎉🎉🎉🎊

😔she's having a great time with her cousins, im so jealous I wish I had a functional extended family :D oops sorry XD but noooo wdym you always keep me company anyways, whether she's here or not, and I look forward to your messages, whether I'm busy or lonely. My love for you is one of those things that'll never change.

OMG BAE YOU ASKED FOR A HUG THIS IS A CODE RED *HUGS YOU TIGHTLY AND NEVER LETS GO* :DDDDDD pls smile I'm virtually hugging you—

😔sorry luv, can't help you there, he seems to talk like a Jedi, so the force must be with him— and who am I to go against minors on the internet who hold cute adorable guys hostage anyways? 🤷😝💖 Oh he sounds psycho :O I'll probably watch it after money heist!! YEAH angel recommended sweet home to me too. She said it was my "quarantine homework" and that I had to "watch it before school starts, or she'd disown me and burn our friendship" or something like that😾 our friends are very "passionate" about their movie recommendations, huh?

snow 😭😭 if I ever experience it in another country, I'll do the same.

YES!! there's four seasons rn tho, so best of luck to the both of you xx

That's one of the sweetest things, I'm glad you think of me :) I think of you before going on walks too, since you love going on them. Oops okie dokes 😭 not dumb then— I'm just shy in general LEAVE ME ALONE I GET FLUSTERED SOMETIMES. no don't leave me alone ilu

awww it's okay!! I understand, tho I did miss you :D 💖💖💖 I'm gonna sleep now too, and probably start studying in the morning >.< I hope you sleep well, my love. And have the sweetest dreams. You deserve it, and I hope tomorrow goes wonderfully for you. I love you so so so very much!!

—miss. i'll-build-a-tiny-snowman-someday-for-you :D

Ahah, well, the same goes for you!! You can trip and I'll say "how graceful😍" unironically and I'll help you stand up too dw💕💕

Ehh same, my classmates are stupid edgelords and even though I love them, I hate them😐 but yeah some stuff they joke around about kind of brings me down, so I ignore them mostly and never write in the chat, unless I wanna help them cheat XD cuz I'm generous like that and wanna watch them crumble down on an actual exam- I mean uh

Me too, I really never even try making contact with any of my extended family members, they're too, uh... yeah:// so I understand. It makes me happy hearing that though, I'm glad<33

*happiness* boo hoo I am trapped what shall I do ... *does nothing except hug you back* TRUST ME I AM SMILING THIS IS ALL I WANT😭😩😩💞💞

How could you, you have betrayed me😭😭 but I guess youre right, the young boy is too powerful~ Yeah he kinda is a psycho, but hes a nice guy kinda I guess, and hes the manager of a book store, too, which is 😍. Woah there, Angel is a bit extreme, ey? xDD That's actually so funny I'm--

AHAHAH FOUR SEASONS NOOO THATS GONNA BE A COMPETITION THEN😭😭 I'll do my best to win this time I guess😩😭 (oh this is weird out of context, me and Kuro have binging competitions sometimes if the show has more than 20 episodes XD)

Awhh that's so sweet😭💘 Heheh understandable, dont worry, I find shy people cute^^ I'm not leaving you any time soon sunshine 😡💘💘

I missed you too😭😭 I really hope you sleep well tonight, tomorrow is Monday again🙄 I hope it goes well for you!! I love you a lot, thank you for your messages, and I'll say it again, I love you so, so much!!!

[sub4bondage86]

(Stories found on Slaveboys - amupfurit)

I sit here writing this wearing white Adidas trackie bottoms, white McKenzie T-Shirt, Air Max Cap and Lacoste trainers, smoking, with a chastity cage on and a large black butt plug lodged firmly up my ass.. Ned-Slave Well, where do I start? I’m Dan, 20 years old from Glasgow in Scotland, kinda tall at 6ft, got dark hair and eyes and a great body, if I do say so myself! I was considered a bit of a scally, or Ned as they’re called in Scotland, always walking about with trackies, Lacoste trainers and a fag in my mouth. I got on well with my pals, all lads, proper lads, we got wrecked every weekend and ended up doing shit that really wasn’t cool; vandalism, happy slapping, etc. Sex talk didn’t really come up in day to day conversation with the lads, sometimes our pack leader, Jamie, would tell us of the bitches he had taken over the week and the others would all act impressed and cheer him on whereas I just smiled and lit up a fag or kept myself distracted to not look like the pussy I was... I’ve been into kink for a while now, looking on various websites to get my kicks out of other ‘slaves’ being used and abused, thinking to myself how great it would be to be put in bondage, even for just a little while. From my mid-teens I found myself looking less and less at girl porn, and more at guy porn, but I had fooled around with girls in the past and have had my fair share of pussy mostly just to keep the guys impressed and to stop the torrent of abuse the other guys who seemed to never get any action got. I had convinced myself I wasn’t ‘gay’ but I knew that I needed to be dominated by another man. I had looked and tried to get hard at Femdom stuff, but it just wasn’t for me, I couldn’t see me being used by a woman and from what I had seen most of them seemed pretty desperate, but I guess I didn’t look too hard cause I knew deep down that only a man could make me feel the way I needed to feel! It was my secret taboo and no one could find out, regularly deleting all my history and cookies, making sure there was no way my older brother Cameron could see, even if he did manage to log on as me. Cameron was not only my older brother, but my guardian as our parents had left some time ago, and despite being in and out of homes, Cameron took me in as soon as he could and we set up home together, 2 brothers having a great lads time in Glasgow. The house really was the party central in town, with mine’s and Cammie’s pals coming round most weekends for a good ol’ booze up. One weekend, a good few months ago Cameron was away at his girlfriend’s house, so I took this as prime time to have a major wank session while browsing the internet, trying to find a master or someone kinky to go on cam with. I’d told all my pals I was away with Cammie for the weekend, so had from Friday morning til Monday night to myself and man, was I looking forward to it! I finished work at the builders at 3 and went straight back to the house, sat down at the computer with a bottle of beer and a pack of fags to see me through the night. I found a website and quickly made a profile to see what it had on it. Wow. It was awesome. I didn’t realise there were as many guys out there into the same stuff. Some of it was pretty wierd for me though, guys pissing on each other and stuff like that I could never find a turn on. I read some of the forum messages, and man was there some horny stuff. I quickly had a look to see who was online and messaged a guy quite local to me in Glasgow... “Awryte man, nice pics, wud luv 2 get sum action wi u!” I clicked Send, and for some reason I was nervous. It was the fucking internet! He didn’t know anything about me apart from what was on my bare profile, age and location! Why the hell was I nervous. I got a reply quickly. “Boy, you will call me Sir from now on, I am not ‘man’ or ‘m8’, I am Master and you will treat me accordingly. Now boy, do you have a way for us to chat like MSN? If so, I want you to send me your user name immediately.” I got an instant boner when I read that, this hot sounding 25 year old with great pictures was telling me to send my MSN username to him. I lit up a fag and had a quick look around the site before another message popped up “Boy, I don’t take time wasters lying down, either message me your MSN now or never contact me again”. I kinda laughed but thought what the hell and sent him my e-mail address and waited. Just after I put out my first smoke I was messaged on MSN by ‘Master T’: “So boy, why haven’t I seen you on here before?” I explained to him I was new to this and was having a look around to see what I was interested in and maybe have a wank over cam. I explained that I was straight but was curious to find out more about this lifestyle and so far I was pretty turned on. “Very good, a newbie boi for me to break in! U look good boi...” I shat myself, how the hell did he know what I looked like? I started looking around me to see if there was someone looking or any hidden cameras like on the TV shows. I messages him back “LOL man, how the hell u know if I look good? “BOI, U will address me as Sir or master, and Mr Ford, I know everything” By now I was freaked out, he knew apparently what I looked like, but hell.. He knew my surname! I lost the horn and was shaking a little, wondering how this pervert had found out my sir name without me telling it to him. “Sir how do you know my surname? Please tell me or I’ll block you and that’s it!” There was no reply for a good 5 minutes, I was sweating and was swithering on blocking him and hoping it was a really good bluff! He replied and I just about jumped out my seat... Not only did he know who I was, but he had access to all the lads and my pals! “Facebook boi!” Shit what an idiot I had been, I had given him my real e-mail address which I used for everything, Insta, Twitter, facebook! Everything! I didn’t reply, I was shitting myself, what if this guy was going to out me in one go to all my pals? What if he was going to harass me or contact my brother!

“Well boi, get on cam, I want to see my new boi live! Don’t worry, if you please your new master, no one will ever find out. Trust me boy, Im not an old perv, I’ll show you my cam too.” Somehow, this eased my nerves a little. This guy probably didn’t want to be found out either and what the hell, if he did try anything I would just get the police involved. I clicked the send camera button and within a few seconds he sent his and my, oh my, he was stunning. He was muscled, with blonde hair and great blue eyes, he had a cool tribal tattoo similar to mine on his arm and both his nipples were shining with the little silver rings hanging through them. I got hard again and told him he was amazing looking. He looked like an Abercrombie model, only with a wild streak! “Good boi, now, tell ur master what you are into!” I told him I had been looking around the site and loved the look of cages and collars, even the handcuffs and masks looked horny. I explained I wasn't into getting fucked and I wouldn’t suck another dude’s dick for anything. I lit up another fag and told him a bit more about me and asked him what he liked and what he has done in the past. “Boi, I love getting wee ned fuckers like you all chained up and doing things to them beyond their wildest imaginations. Do you have any gear boi?” I asked what gear was, to me it was dope, but how wrong I was... He asked if I had any toys, anal toys! Any handcuffs or tape? I explained I really was new to this and only had handcuffs on once before, and that was after being in a fight on Argyle Street! I was still hard as a rock, sitting here like a faggot looking at this hot guy talking to me about dildos and things called butt plugs. He told me he had to go for an hour, but to research about kink and hopefully open my mind to the things he was going to do to me. I was wanking slightly and he said not wank or touch my cock before he came back. I said OK and started doing my homework for this amazing guy! I started looking around the site some more, reading the forums and trying to find out more about this new found fetish of mine. I read about loads of positions, different gear that guys use and looked at more photos of guys chained up with their cracks’ stuffed with dildos and these plug things. I googled most of the gear and found some sites that sold stuff and man, I didn’t realise there was so much and so many sites that sold them, it was amazing. I found it hard not to touch my dick which was tenting up through my trackie bottoms but just kept lighting up fag after fag to keep my mind (and hands) off my cock. Messenger popped up again, “Well boi Dan, how’s the research coming along?” “Hi Sir, Done loadsa lookin aboot n its aw fuckin horny stuff. Here, u got ne of it?” Master T replied instantly, “More than you could ever realise boi, and you are going to get to try it all out! Now get back on cam!” I quickly turned the camera on as I lit up another fag, shit, I only had 5 left, I wasn’t going to be able to make it through the night chatting to this stud with 5 fags! “Boi, smoke that cig quick, inhale each and every drag well, stand up, then strip. In that order. Go!” I puffed as quick as I could pulled the smokey goodness into my lungs, stubbed it out, stood up and stripped quicker than I ever had before. Fuck, what the hell was I doing? Stripping to another bro on a webcam, it seemed so fucking wierd but man I was as horny as hell and with my dick pointing straight up, I quickly realised he knew I was horny too. I typed to him, still standing, leaning over the keyboard, “ Like wot u see man” then quickly changed man to Sir! before hitting enter. “Yes boi, but it will be better to see you in real life. When are you free for me to train you up real good?” I asked him how he meant by train and he referred me to some of the pictures on the site and on another site while explaining that soon, very soon, I would be his trained cock slave. Reading what he said and looking at the pictures only made me hornier and my twitching cock gave it away. “We’ll need to get that greedy cock locked away too boi, can’t have my boys wanking without Sir’s direct permission...” I laughed out loud thinking it was a joke and Master T clearly saw this on cam. “That was NOT a joke boi, I have a CB-6000 waiting for you and you WILL be locked up until I say otherwise. Kneel down.” In my complete ignorance I asked what a CB-6000 thing was and kneeled on the floor in-front of the computer. I was still horny as hell even although this guy had managed to find out everything about me in not such a long period of time and have me do what he wants without him actually forcing me to. He replied saying I must not have done my homework well enough and not to worry cause I would be having it on very soon! He asked once again when I was free to come over. I quickly said, stupidly, that I was free all weekend.

“Excellent boi, I will be training you!” I started rubbing my dick again, hoping he wouldn’t see. Man I was horny, but I was nervous as hell about talking about this training. Over the past few hours I had learned so much and truly realised how much it got me horny. “Leave your dick alone boi, you will be punished! What’s your phone number?” I read his comment and instantly let go of my dick, this guy really did have power over me, and he didn’t even need to remind me that he could out me instantly if he wanted, but it didn’t bother me. I wanted, for some stupid fucking reason to let this guy tell me what to do and make me do it. “Eh sir, I dunno if I wanna give oot ma number the now” “OK boi, thats fine, who do you want me to tell that ur a little bitch to a man first?” I got nervous again and changed my mind, its only a number, I could change it if things got wierd and I wanted to call it off. I sent him my mobile number and started staring at my phone, excited and nervous about him calling or texting me. “Good boi! Now, I am going to phone you, you are going to pick up and we are going to discuss what time you are to meet me and what I want you do to beforehand.” “Awrite sir, no bother!” The phone rang and despite me knowing it was coming I just about jumped up with the fright, my heart was racing as I went to pick it up “Private Number”. “Good boi” His voice was gruff but soothing at the same time. “Now, while on cam, stand up and turn around, bend over and spread your crack for me to see whats now mine!” I didn’t say a word but did exactly as he wanted. He told me again I was a good boi, this pleased me more than I expected and was still hard as a rock. He told me what to do before meeting him and we talked about where I was in relation to him in Glasgow. Turned out he was only 5 minutes by car away from the centre so I could meet him in town and go back to his with him. “Boi, I want you to go to a sex shop and buy the following items, a large butt plug, lubricant, and a vibrating cock ring” “Yes Sir” I replied, thinking where the nearest sex shop was. He hung up and told me on messenger to turn off my cam and get going, and that he would text me further details. I lit up another fag as the first text came through: put your trackies back on, make sure u r as neddy as possible and get going. I finished my fag and replied Yes Sir, just leaving the house. I went on google after I got dressed and found a gay sex shop not too far from me and the city centre and found out how to go there. I was nervous, yet horny as hell. I left the house, wearing my tracksuit, a white cap, reebok classics, with only my fags, lighter, phone, keys and wallet on me... I walked round to the city centre, took ten minutes and started having second thoughts, man this guy could fuck me or make me suck his dick, eugh! I was into the domination, but wasn’t so keen on getting my arse violated. I made my way to the sex shop, looking all around me to make sure there was no cunt I new about before entering the shop. I was blushing and just about jumped out my skin when the shop helper offered me some help. “Eh, erm, aye man, just gettin some stuff for me n ma burd tae use! She’s into this kinky stuff like!” He sniggered, and clearly new my ‘burd’ was a man. I was red as a post box and started getting hard, I hoped he wouldn’t notice, but my bulge was clear through my CKs and white trackie bottoms. I pointed out a plug, and a cock ring with a vibrating egg attached and got some lube. He packed it all and I paid in cash to be discreet as possible. I walked out the shed as coy as possible with my cap pulled down and face down so not to be seen. I looked at the bag, SHIT! There was a muscled man’s silhouette on the bag! I had to walk with this bag, trying to keep with to side streets to try and avoid people. I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket, a text... “Now boi I assume you have made your purchases, I wont be meeting you in town so head to Central Station and get the train to Bridgeton, but first, stop in the toilet and remove your pants and dispose of them. If they are on when you get here, you will be punished. Text me back when they’re off.”

Holy fuck! This guy was serious and I didn’t seem to have a chance to meet him before going to his, plus I had to walk along one of the busiest streets to get the train. I was going to get on at another stop closer to me, but realised there was no bogs and nowhere to take off my knickers. I started walking briskly towards the station with my head hung low and lit up a fag. Shit, last one! I nipped into a wee shop on the way and got some, fuck there was some wee neds in the shop doing the same thing. I waited behind them in the queue while they bought their cigs and then got mine, not before one of them pointed at my bag and started laughing and telling his mates what it was. I was so embarrassed, even the shop keeper was sniggering as he handed me over my 40 fags and change. I left the shop and headed to the station, lighting up yet another fag en route to calm my nerves. When I got to the station I saw the train was leaving in 6 minutes, so quickly went to the toilets, locked myself in a cubicle and took my pants off. I thought about putting them in my bag for later, but realised I might be caught by Master T and though otherwise. I walked out the toilet and dumped my underwear in a bin before jumping on the train just before it pulled away. My phone buzzed again, this time a picture message. It was him, Master T, completely naked with handcuffs in his hand, the message read, Im just leaving for the station, you better get on a train soon. I replied instantly, just on the train Sir, be there in 5 mins. I started getting hard again, the train was busy and I had to stand, fuck! I was aware of people staring at me, my bag and now, my raging hard-on poking up through my nylon trackies. Nervous as I was, thinking of this meeting with a guy I barely knew for my first male-male experience was turning me on so much! The train announcer came over the tannoy: Next Stop, Bridgeton. My stop. My stomach was churning, my head was spinning and I was bright red with embarrassment but I knew I couldn’t turn back now, he would probably be waiting for me at the train as I got off. The next two minutes seemed to take an age to go by, then finally, the train stopped and I was at Bridgeton. For those of you who don’t know, Bridgeton isn’t the nicest part of Glasgow, its full of other neds like me, but harder, with teeth missing and shit like that, I wasn’t too comfortable with getting off with this hard on and bag in hand, but I did as I needed and stepped out into the cold air. I looked around and fortunately there was no one around, including Master T. I text him saying that I had arrived and asked what he was wearing to help me identify him. I never got a text back for a couple of minutes, I started worrying that he wasn’t going to come and I would have to make my embarrassing journey back to my house, underwear-less and horny. Then, a blue Audi RS4 pulled up beside me and I saw him for the first time in the flesh, he rolled the window down and shouted, get in the back boi, now!

I opened the door and climbed in, sitting opposite him in the back of the car. It smelled of smoke, leather and male musk, “Hi boi, glad to see you didn’t ditch on me like the other fuckwits I have had try it with me.” I laughed nevously, “Yeah man, eh, Sir! Nice motor!” He reminded me that I was to call him Sir, or Master T all times and I would be punished if I didn’t. I was still horny as hell, but worried about my fate. This guy could kill me for all he wanted and there would be little anyone could find out, I had deleted all my history. My mind was racing but deep down I knew he was all right. The guy was stunning, even better in real life. I kept staring at his face as he told me the journey was short, but he wanted to examine me before we went to his place so we were going to a deserted industrial area for him to check me out. He threw back a pair of handcuffs, proper police ones with the black plastic mould in the middle so they couldn’t be moved. “Put them on, tight!” I did as he said and was now trapped in his car with my hands cuffed between the seatbelt strap. I couldn’t get out if I wanted, not that I did. This was the horniest thing I had ever done. We drove in silence for 10 minutes, I wanted to ask him so many questions but he had told me not to speak without permission. Finally we pulled up outside a warehouse and he leaned back to undo my cuffs after pulled my trackies down over my knees. “Good lad, you followed my orders, my, my your a big boy!” I laughed again, trying to hide my embarrassment. He ordered me out the car, and told me to recuff behind me back, with my trackies lying at my ankles. I hobbled out and stood there in all my glory half naked. He revved the engine and moved the car off, I panicked and started hobbling towards the moving car, falling flat on my face, with no hands to stop my fall. I picked myself up, glad to see the car had stopped and saw him laughing at my trip. Master T climbed out the car with a cigarette behind his ear. “Thanks for the toys and smokes boi, all mine now!”. I spoke up, “Can a have a smoke please Sir?” “ I told you not to speak without permission boi! But as you are new to this and you asked so politely, you may” He pulled out my smokes and put one in his mouth and one in mine before lighting them both. I didn’t have free hands, so had to dangle my cig in my mouth while he walked around me checking me out, occasionally slapping my ass and feeling my abs. I was quite uncomfortable with him touching me, but my dick was more than happy. After he had thoroughly checked my body out he stepped back and nodded, taking a deep drag of his fag. “You’ll do boi!”. I felt so degraded and used, and I had a niggling feeling this was only the start. I finished dragging on my fag and spat it out. He commanded me back to the back of the car and opened the boot, “Get it, now!”. I stammered, “eh, whit?!!” Smack! He had hit slapped me hard on the side of my face. I was stunned, I must have started weeping. “Fucking pussy, get in the boot”. I whimpered, “Yes Sir” and tried to throw my self into the boot, which luckily for me had a blanket to land on. He grabbed my legs and tucked them in, “It’s only going to be a 5 minute drive boi, stop greeting and get a grip, you’re about to have the best weekend of your life, and so am I!” I felt comforted by his words and pulled myself together as the boot lid shut, the engine started and I lay there as the car was pulling away. I was scared, but excited. I had the biggest boner I had ever had and I was looking forward to jerking off when I got the chance, with my hands cuffed still behind my back it wasn’t possible and with it being so dark and confined I couldn’t manoeuvre them to my front to have a fondle. For the duration of the journey I just kept quiet lying in the boot, not quite sure what to think. I was awestruck by his attitude, demeanour and sheer manliness. After what seemed like a good hour (probably only 15 minutes), the car stopped and I breathed a sigh of relief. We were here, wherever here was. The boot was flung open and Master T lifted me out the boot. He quickly slung a blindfold over my face before I got a chance to take in my surroundings, which seemed like a generic housing estate. He grabbed my cock and started walking me to what I assumed was his house. I was strangely at ease for a man to be holding my cock, nay; I was aroused even more by it. I heard a door open and I carefully stepped up into the room.

“Welcome to my humble abode boi” Master said “Now, kneel down and open your mouth.” I did as he said as he closed the door, and I heard multiple locks turning. I opened my mouth and felt something hard, like a small tennis ball being shoved in my gob and something being strapped behind my neck. After some fiddling, Master stepped away and I tried to push the ball out my mouth with my tongue with no avail, it must have been one of the ball gags I had seen on the site, man, I grew even more horny! Then I felt something cold round my neck, “Boi, you will wear this for the duration of the weekend, and even longer if I feel it needs to be worn in public.” I heard a lock and realised I had been collared. I was now owned. “Kneel down boi”. I knelt there with a metal collar round my neck, a rubber ball gag planted firmly in my mouth, a leather blindfold on and my hands cuffed behind my back. I was as hard as a rock, but nervous to find out what was going to happen next. “Now boi, I am going to get you ready for a weekend of servitude, and fun before I release you back to your home comforts” Master T was laying out his plan, “ I don’t expect to be questioned and I don’t ever want to hear No as your first answer to any question I may ask you, of course when your gagged like that I don’t suppose you will be the conversation starter anyway.” He laughed. Master T whipped off my blindfold, the light hurt my eyes a little, but I was delighted to see him in his masculine form towering over me like a god! “Follow me boi” I went to stand up to follow him up the staircase in front, but Master T barked back “I did not give you permission to stand up slut, crawl!” I quickly jumped back down onto all 4s and struggled to ascend the stairs behind him with my hands cuffed. I must have looked some sight! Master T opened the door to the bathroom and pointed for me to go in, he instructed me to get in the bath, face up and to close my eyes. Once again, the leather blindfold was applied. Shit this was horny! Shit, is he going to drown me? I panicked and jumped up, only to be pushed back down by Master. “ Fuck sake boi, stay still, I’m not gonna kill ya! Relax, and trust me”. His manly, calm demeanour eased me a little and I sunk back into the bath. I felt his touch on my arms and the right cuff was removed. It was then clipped to the bar on the left side of the bath. “Be right back boi”. I was now cuffed to the bath unable to see or speak, and my boner was still raging. I must be sick. "Don't dare touch your cock!" I heard Master leave the room and listened some extensive fumbling around in the room next door, what the fuck was he doing in there?! I didn't touch my cock incase I got too excited and shot my load, which given my predicament wouldn't have been a good move. Finally, Master came back, I could smell cigarette smoke, damn I needed a fag! I heard metal knocking together, just lightly, and then my right arm was cuffed to the right side of the bath. Totally unable to move now! “Right boi, slave prep stage 1 begins” Master laughed, then blew some smoke in my direction. Aghh, this was torture; the smoke, the suspense, my raging boner not being touched! I felt something cold being squirted on my pubic area; I didn’t have a lot of pubes to begin with as I trimmed them down, but I knew what was coming… I was 100% right in my thoughts, he was shaving my pubes and dick, slowly and carefully, making sure there wasn’t a stray hair in sight. Laughing and coughing occasionally, he paused, presumably to take a drag from his fag and to admire his handy work. What a god!

With my pubes now as bald as the day I was born, I felt more and more horny. Damn, this guy was good! He leaned over and whispered, “we’re not done yet boi”! He lifted my blindfold and once again I could see his face, beautiful – God this guy is turning me into a right faggot. He took out both my diamond earrings, and my gold chain and bracelet; “Slaves don’t need these embellishments” apparently, “you’ll get them back when I release you”. “What do you think boi?” I strained to look down and I was truly bald, he really did take his time and make a good job. I mumbled “Amazing Sir!” and nodded. I was drooling by this stage and pretty thirsty, I was having a great time but wanted out of the cold bath soon to get a drink, a fag and a comfy seat. “Now boi, I’m gonna flip you over and do the back side”. Shit, why would he want my arse shaved?! I didn’t wanted fucked, well… I wanted to know get fucked, but it was taking it to a new level. I didn’t have a choice, so no point in protesting. He uncuffed my right arm at the bath side, and attached it to the left bar, then uncuffed the left cuff and attached it to the right side; this guy’s a pro, not letting my free at any point, whilst flipping me onto me knees face down. Once again, the shaving crème was applied and the razor was dragged across my bare arse and arse crack, slowly and carefully as before. I didn’t have much hair but he wanted to be sure, clearly! “We’re done boi, you look like a good wee slave” Master T chortled, “Best get you washed down and cleaned up before we move on to stage 2!” With that, he uncuffed my right arm and attached the cuffs together, then did the same with the left, double security! He turned me round just before I fell on my face and proceeded to take out my ball gag. Finally! My jaw was aching! “Well boi, how do you feel?” “Good Sir, cheers! I am so fuckin horny right now! I’m dying for a fag as well, Jeez Master, that was amazi…” He cut my verbal diarrhoea of whith a swift slap on the face “Shut up boi, your mumbling away like you’ve just discovered speech, but I am glad your having fun. Now, you thirsty?” “Aye Sir, im parched with drooling so much, please can I have a drink n a fag?” “Very well boi, I’ll get you a drink and we can have a smoke when we’re downstairs” He put my blindfold on, and there was silence, then I heard a zipper open “Open your mouth boi, I’ve got you a drink” He then started pissing straight in my mouth, I was black affronted, I didn’t know what to do. Pissing? In my mouth? I started to choke. “Swallow boy, you’ll be supping the rest out the tub if you don’t. I swallowed, trying not to gag, taking as much in my throat as possible without having to taste it. He laughed as I coughed a little, but shit, he was pissing like a stallion. He finally finished by showering me down with his piss. He rubbed it into my bald pubic area and grunted “That’s you washed down, and watered, lets get you cleaned up!”

I was totally turned off by this, my cock finally subsided and I was speechless. How could someone piss on me? Master T totally freaked me out, but he didn’t seem to think anything of it! Are people into this? What the fuck?! “What’s the matter lad, not like golden showers?” He laughed “Stay still til I clean you up”. He started the shower, shit it was cold! It soon warmed up and Master T rubbed me down. I still had my T-Shirt on, my favourite McKenzie one, it was now pissed on and soaked. Fuck. Master T turned off the shower and helped me stand up. “Now boi, I am going to un-cuff you, I don’t want any funny business or you’ll be drinking your meals from now on!” “Yes Sir” I mumbled, shivering with the cold air. I now resented even coming, how disgusting was that?! “Out the tub, come on slut, easy does it” Sir guided me over the tub. “Stand still whilst I dry you off”. I heard the sound of metal on metal again and I felt my right leg, then left leg be cuffed with a sharp click. “Not sure I could trust you to not run away before I take off your handcuffs, so these leg irons wlll reduce you to a hobble.” He uncuffed both sets of handcuffs holding my arms together and whipped off my T-Shirt “Fuckin nice body boi, felt good earlier but it looks great all covered in Goosebumps” He said as he rubbed the towel over them. I was proud of my body, with doing manual labour I had developed strong core muscles and good pair of strong arms; still, nothing like his amazing god-like physique. Following my rough towelling off, he clicked a pair of metal cuffs back on, damn they felt sexy. My libido returned a little, hey that experience wasn't that bad. “Right boi, stage 2 is coming soon, lets get that blindfold off you and go down stairs” He said as he pointed to the floor, obviously I was to crawl again. I crawled behind Master T down the stairs and into his living room. It was really nice, but had a definite man’s touch; big telly, awesome sound system and all the gadgets you could think of. He must be quite well moneyed I thought. “Right ya cheeky little cunt, sit on the floor at my feet til I catch up on Sky Sports News, I don’t wanna hear a sound out u, so here” He handed me an ashtray and a pack of fags, “Smoke away all u like but don’t fucking dare touch your dick” I sat in front of him with my back to the chair, he put his muscular legs over my shoulders pinning my in place. After watching the match highlights and us both having a good share of smokes, he said to me that it was now time for stage 2, and I was going to enjoy what was coming next. I was already boned watching the footie highlights with him, but after saying that I was rock solid. “Stay there, be right back cunt boi”

Master T came back a couple of minutes later as I finished off another smoke, wearing nothing but a pair of army camo fand boots, damn his body was amazing, I must have dropped my jaw as I saw him. “Haha boi, like what you see?” He said getting even closer. His nipple rings glistened in the light, highlighting his perfect torso, I was so aroused. “Crawl over here bitch” he beckoned as he sat down on the sofa across the room, “Lick my fucking boots clean” I don’t know what came over me but I went for them like a hungry dog, slurping and licking them all over, left then right foot then back again. “Nice work boi, I see you like my boots. C’mon upstairs”. He jogged up the stairs in front of me crawling, trying to keep pace, I tripped over on the stairs planting my face on the carpet “Ah ya fucker” I yelped. Slap. He leaned down, “I said, don’t say a fucking word earlier and I meant it, speak when spoken to, hurry up”. His verbal abuse just got me hornier, my dick was just about hitting off the stairs as I crawled to the top. I crawled after him into a room next to the bathroom where I had been shaved bald earlier, this was definitely not a bedroom, it was like a medieval torture room. Metal chains, a sling, numerous whips and paddles, wow. There were evil looking metal stocks and things I had no idea what they did, this was too horny. What kind of weirdo was I turning into, getting off on all this stuff I had only glimpsed at online?! “Right boi, stage 2 begins. Over here” He bellowed in a deep, sexy voice, pointing at the stocks. I crawled over to him standing at the stocks and looked into his eyes, for even a hint of what was coming next. “Stay” he said as he walked over, took a key out and locked the door. They key was returned to his pocked and he came back to me. “I’m going to unlock you and get you dressed in my favourite gear, seen as you have been so compliant.” I took this as a compliment and smiled, favourite gear? I wonder…

Master T reached down and unlocked my handcuffs and leg irons with care and speed, he reminded me not to say a word and do as I was “fucking told, or else”. I was completely at ease now, despite still being in a compromised situation, but I trusted him. His demeanour and attitude was so manly and powerful, yet it seemed he cared for me. He went over to a closet in the corner and rummaged around for what was presumably his favourite gear. After some time, apparently ensuring he got the right image, he shouted for me to close my eyes before being presented with my outfit. I closed my eyes and waited with baited breath for my outfit. “Right boi, open your eyes” Master whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes and saw some horny stuff… Firstly there was a leather upper body cross harness with a shiny metal cock ring, like I had seen online that afternoon, then a pair of leather shorts, then a chain with a clip on each end and finally a rubber gas mask. Jeez, if I wasn’t hard already, I was rock solid now. ”Lets get you dressed, slut” Sir said. Firstly my arms were lifted up, and the harness slid over and tightened. Then, Master grabbed my cock and slid the cock ring over to the base and popped my balls through. Master told me to lie on my back, then lifted my legs to slid on the shorts, “Boi, these aren’t any normal shorts, these are chastity shorts, just to make sure you don’t get off when I’m not looking”. He tightened them and added some padlocks. Total lockdown! “Right now boi, lets get you restrained for some training”… Master T led me behind the metal stocks and opened them up “You know what to do”. I put my wrists and neck in the recessions in the metal, the ‘lid’ was brought down and a big metal padlock was added. My legs were then restrained with cold metal shackles. Now it was complete and total lockdown, I wasn’t going anywhere. After stepping back to admire his work, Master T came back over to me and smiled “Want a fag?” He kneeled down on one knee in front of me and lit up a cigarette, blowing the smoke on my face, gawd did I want a smoke! He smoked most of it, teasing my by holding the filter near my mouth but not close enough for me to get a toke. Finally I got a good hit and exhaled. Nice. “It’s getting late boy, I had better get on before its time to lock you up for the night! Hows ur ass like a good ramming?” Master T enquired “Fuck off, you’re not fucking touching my ass” I stupidly blurted out. “Firstly, If I want to fuck you, I will. Secondly, don’t dare speak unless spoken to. Thirdly, you were doing so well, I guess I’ll need to punish you for refusing to accept whats coming to you”. Master T said calmly. “I am now going to have to whip your ass, which unfortunately means pulling down these chastity shorts, luckly there is no moving for you!” He unlocked the padlocks and pulled the shorts down with a sharp tug, my naked, bald ass free in the air. “Count em out slut, or we’ll see how long you last in that cage over there without a fag and only my piss for liquid!” WHACK! It took me a second to get what he meant to count them out “One, Master” WHACK “Two, Master” WHACK “Three Master”. This went on up to 15, by this point my ass was in agony and likely bright red. I was sobbing slightly, “Shut up pussy, that’s nothing” He said. What did he mean that was nothing, it was fucking torture and I couldn’t move to caress my butt.

“Right boi, that is enough for now” Master T said, “Now, lets have some fun, eh?!” Fun sounded good, anything to let me forget about the throbbing pain coming from my ass. Master T then moved to in front of me, ripped off a piece of silver duct tap & whapped it on my gob before I had a chance to protest. He repeated the strips of tape a few times over my mouth and down below my chin until he was confident I was going to be silenced. He then placed the S10 gas mask on my face and tightened the elastic straps behind my head. What a strange, horny sensation! The sound of my own breath through the mask was exciting me, my cock was rock hard swaying between my spread legs. Despite kneeling down on the floor with my legs locked down and my arms and head locked in a stockade, I was very comfortable and felt quite at home here. “Slut, now you are gagged and locked up, I want one nod for yes and 2 shakes for no, got it?” Nod. “Good boi, now, have you ever had anything up your hole?” I presumed he meant my ass-hole. Shake, shake. “Hehe, nice, did you expect to come here and get anything up your hole?” Shake shake. “Well boi, I am not going to fuck your tight little scally hole with my monster cock, I’ll rip you in half… We had better leave my cock out of there for now, agree?” Nod!! “Thought you might ‘say’ that”, haha! Well, the good news is I wont fuck you with my dick, infact tonight, I won’t even make you suck my dick, but you will be sleeping with a butt plug in, do you know what that is?” Nod. I knew exactly what they were, and I didn’t like the look of them. “Eager, I see boi!” Master T laughed as he walked towards his toy chest. After some rummaging around he came back with a handful of black rubber plugs in different sizes and shapes, some even had things hanging off them. Wow, what the hell was I doing here?! “Right boi, new game, I have the a 14cm plug in one hand and a 16.5cm plug in the other hand. I am going to shuffle then behind my back and the one you pick goes up your ass until breakfast tomorrow, ok?” Slow Nod. I saw they both had a wide girth but the larger one was less tapered at the base. “I’m going with your thumbs up to whichever hand you want” Nod. He then shuffled the plugs behind his back and asked the question, “Left, or Right?” I put up my left thumb. “Well boi… you’ve picked…

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* justice smith, demi man + he/they | you know gabriel de leon, right? they’re twenty three, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, six years? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to 1984 (infinite jest) by the used like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole waking up in a body as heavy as the dead, emotions always on the verge of spilling over - you laugh before the punch lands, the belief that every encounter you have will be the last thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is october 31st, so they’re a scorpio, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( james, 21, est, they/them ) 

hllo this is my second child i think theyre p grand n i love them a lot. as always pls like if u’d like to plot i’d lov to interact with everybody

VIOLENCE TW

mini playlist.

ghosting ;; mother mother / roam the room ;; citizen / art of doubt ;; metric / thnks fr th mmrs ;; fall out boy / heart in a cage ;; the strokes / where is my mind? ;; the pixies / flowers grow out of my grave ;; dead man’s bones / 1984 (infinite jest) ;; the used / blister in the sun ;; the violent femmes.

statistics.

full name: gabriel de leon.

nickname(s): gabe.

birthday: october 31st, 1997.

zodiac: scorpio sun, scorpio moon, gemini ascending.

mbti & temperament: esfp & improvisor / sanguine.

label: the icarian.

hometown: belleville, new jersey.

sexuality: homosexual.

pinterest.

biography.

it’s only rly ever been gabe n his mom n the little new jersey suburbs that r always the same no matter where they go. they dn’t speak abt fathers or brothers or spain or anywhere other than the now, and how its constantly changing bt oddly the same.

his mom’s name is sonia n we love her. she worked a lot as a single mom n p much hs done everything on her own ever since leaving spain.

they dn’t talk abt spain bt we cn talk abt spain n hw sonia hd grown up partially there n partially in the states n hw she’d originally planned to live there forever bt the man she’d fallen in love with ws involved in some. high class dangerous shit n it ws safer fr them to part even if tht involved leaving everything she knew n loved <3

bt its like. ok. bc she hd gabe <3 n they dnt talk abt it so it practically nvr happened. n she tries her best as a mom n usually tht is enough.

they moved around a lot just bc sonia is a very. flighty person. anxious bt nvr seems tht way is just always. tense. gabe didnt think she ws capable of relaxing fr. a rly long time.

she wld commute 2 nyc every morning n after school gabe wld climb onto the train n by the time he got 2 her place of work she’d be just getting off n they’d get a slice of pizza n sometimes they’d go somewhere like central park or coney island (just fr the novelty) bt most of the time they just got back on the train home w/ gabe either doing homework or napping on her shoulder.

when gabe got a little older he’d sometimes skip school n take the train after sonia had already gone so he cld spend the day in nyc. he liked learning bt didnt rly like school. he nvr properly fit in bc of the amt of times they’d move so it felt like nowhere ws. right fr him.

got rly involved in. the punk scene as a young unsupervised teenager n tht led 2 a lot of like. shitty stick n pokes bt also a love of. very loud angry music n a sense of justice tht he held tightly in his fists. got mouthy towards bullies whether at school or in the scenes he involved himself in n started getting into a lot of fights bc of it.

during this, sonia ended up dating n marrying gabe’s stepdad who he calls craig sometimes bt i dnt think thats his name i wont lie to u guys. its partially a joke n partially purposeful disrespect bc gabriel does not trust a single man bt like. man. ‘craig’ is just an accountant. he’s fine he’s a good dude. they once bonded over like. the mets.

violence tw // anyways. when gabriel ws 16 he got into a super super bad fight tht ended rly. terribly n like listen. nobody died bt it ws just. it got blown up very out of proportion n gabe might’ve gotten expelled even tho he wsnt even the one who started it bt thts okay. ‘craig’, or paul, suggested tht maybe. a change of scenery wld b good fr gabe n b4 they knew it they were. moving to paul-robert’s hometown of irving, north carolina. violence end of tw //

he wld’ve complained more bt. fr sonia’s sake gabe kept it 2 himself. it made her happy 2 see them all get along anyways n like. idk he cld put forth tht little effort <3

bt honestly like. he didnt rly get into too many fights once they moved down here n even tho sometimes he ws like. ommgg. i hate this town .. its so washed up .. he still made friends n like. the only thing tht changed ws tht it ws a lil harder fr him 2 acquire illegal substances. 

anyways. currently he hs a tattoo apprenticeship n is a professional piercer n like. he plays guitar n writes songs bt thts more of a hobby rn than anything else. mostly focused on paying his rent at port apartments bc as much as he. loves his mom he does not want 2 live with her forever <3 n thts okay! 

personality & facts.

overall xtremely passionate person like god. feels emotions so intensely. every time he opens his mouth n talks abt an interest of theirs its just very like. u listen n ur like oh. gained 2 inspiration. thanks.

clings onto his friends p tightly bc he like. nvr rly stayed in one place fr super super long in new jersey so he nvr made very long term friends n now hes like. very clingy HLKDSHLKFSHLKDG also hates to b alone. subtle desperation behind interactions with ppl he rly wld like to be friends with.

like dnt get me wrong hes gotten into. sm fights bt thts mostly bc he cannot keep his mouth shut n he also cnt stand douchebags he like. always wants to tear them down prob bc he ws a victim of bullying. n u know what. we support him. otherwise he loves ppl bt esp if they hv similar interests 2 him.

like golden retriever who bites kind of. intensely loyal but at the same time is very skeptical. things tht good things do not last very long even though they’ve been doing already fr the last few years. 

also bit of a nerd. they were nvr rly a big fan of school bt theres smth abt a good superhero comic tht draws their attention more than like. any english class evr. bt seven soldiers of victory? classic. big dc fan.

uh. very into like. hardcore music. hardcore rock. punk. if its loud n angry they r into it like so so much. hs sm tattoos is like. super covered in them its partially bc they work at a tattoo shop n partially bc they do not know hw to manage their money well.

ooohh u know what theyre. kinda moody i wont lie to u. very defensive like they dnt evr wna talk abt their past. has experienced Things n they do not wish to discuss them. will usually like. deflect frm conversations he doesnt wna hv.

in tune with nature. loves fkn taking walks. hangs out in the woods by abernathy creek n lilac ridge bc nobody rly goes there n its just. nice

tries not 2 take anything super seriously 2 the point where when he does take smth seriously its a little scary bc theyre super intense abt it. forcibly optimistic even tho on the inside he feels like a total pessimist. lots of. deep down insecurities tht he projects by attaching himself p firmly onto others. >.>

so so so energetic. can never stay still. always hs to be moving around. restless like tht. probably got it frm his mom. overly protective over the ppl he loves. probably got it frm his mom as well.

goes onto Tangents bt also divert frm those tangents n is generally all over the place.

always cold n always looks tired n like he hsnt slept in a thousand years n u know what. sometimes he just does not sleep.

oooohh theyre a vegan. totally into animal rights. devious little demi man beyond that .. loves horror n the paranormal n believes in like. every cryptic. will debate u on it.

erm not. the kindest 2 themself theyre a bit self destructive. impulsive. drives very fast n parties super hard. said i will hv my effy stonem moment. u dont hv to gabe. 

bt ya! luvs oranges n reds n is maybe a short king. hs an eyebrow piercing n like. a lip ring i wont fk around here he IS living his best emo life in 2021. a little outdated on the trends bt thats okay. probably will tell u hes frm new jersey. its a personality trait. smokes the shittiest cigarettes ever.

wanted plots.

just ghosting along ,, dnt even exist 2 me ,, ;; god. firstly just the vast amt of ppl tht gabe hs like. spoken to romantically n then dropped suddenly. n then maybe like. one tht actually Hurt bt they cnt avoid each other bt theyre actively pretending each other doesnt exist n its. hurtful bc it ws like. actually smth nice bt <3 ykno FKLFSDHG

hey hey heyy c’maahn i’m just a little guy ;; n this is the vast amt of ppl tht gabe hs probably. pissed off n hs either fought or been on the verge of fighting just. unable 2 resist a good bicker-turned-duel.

just blistering in the sun ;; they cld b close friends bt also they cld also not b bt just ppl who. indulge in bad impulsive decisions with gabe. general bad influences on each other’s health n just. no good! party hard bt at what cost. 

n also ;; like ... rly solid good friendships ... flings n maybe an exe or two tht either ended on good terms or just. horrendous, ppl they’ve distanced frm, ppl also frm up north, piercing customers, bt not tattoo customers bc im p sure they’d get fired if they were just tattoo’ing ppl willy nilly, etc. 

[surejo]

( victoria pedretti, cis woman ) hey ! have you seen JOSEPHINE “JO” CORMAC around ? SHE works at the HOT COCOA STAND at big bear resort, but they must be off their shift by now. well, if you do see them can you let me know ? they’re 24 years old & they’ve been working here for TWO YEARS. they tend to be +OPTIMISTIC & +EMPATHETIC, but can also be -IMPRACTICAL & -PASSIVE. the other employees have labeled them THE IDEALIST. thanks a lot ! ( the few nights the stars can be seen, books worn down by dog-ears and marks left throughout the years, the first crisp breeze of autumn, the duality… of t.s. eliot ) 

OK. a few notes before i get started:

1) i hope everyone loves how i literally j copied my ivan stuff. url format? ‘sure jan’ lives on. theme? too lazy to find a different one that’s easy to work with. luv that for me. 2) speaking of this theme i forget if i addressed this on ivan’s blog but tabbed bullets don’t appear tabbed.... so if anything seems like it doesn’t make total sense.... it is supposed to be tabbed™. 3) get ready for drama!!!!! you may ask yourself “but the app looks so tame! there will be no drama!” but you are wrong........ because she loves cats. the t.s. eliot book......... the musical........ even the movie.

ok jo,, is also a resurrected character,,, hence how i already kno,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, that she loves cats. anyway ! let’s begin ! (listen,,,, the intro format will at least be a little different from ivan’s ok im evolving)

QUICK FACTS:

full name: josephine “jo” rose cormac

date of birth: march 6, 1995

*does not perfectly reflect the below big three zodiac chart because that’s too much math

zodiac big three: pisces sun, gemini moon, cancer rising

gender & pronouns: cis woman & she/her

sexual orientation: bisexual ( preference for women bc we luv that for her but we also luv leaving things open to chemistry )

education: bachelor in english - literature that she is doing nothing with

enneagram: 2w1

mbti: infp

various inspirations: eleanor crain ( the haunting of hill house ), dolores price *as a child and towards the end of the book ( she’s come undone ), fox 8 ( fox 8: a story ), “why try to change me now?” - fiona apple (cover), “be still” - the killers

BACKGROUND INFO:

triggers: verbal/mental/emotional abuse/gaslighting, very slight implication of spousal abuse, brief mention of car accident/death & drowning

( ivan and jo’s breakout pop-punk single: “fuck happy backstories!” stream it on spotify ! )

jo......... was born into the wrong family, let’s get that out of the way.

it was pretty clear she was a ploy to save the marriage of her parents ( who have names: lucy and benjamin, luv that for them ). it didn’t seem like they’d ever picked up a parenting book, gone to a parenting class, rly prepped for being a parent at all...... in their entire lives.

that being said, her mom was actually decent at parenting. her major flaw, though? ok, so you know how kids usually have that one bedtime story that they love and want it to be read to them over and over? well lucy complied ! but y’all wanna know what that book was ?

t.s. eliot’s “old possum’s book of practical cats” whfeiuldjkn

anyway ! when jo was seven, after many failed attempts and simple threats, her mom was finally divorcing benjamin for realz. due to his volatile nature, it was becoming very clear that she was the more fit parent and she almost got sole custody ( the only reason benjamin was motivated for it in the first place was the power so?? )! how exciting!

but the keyword is ‘almost’!

alexa, play ‘my heart will go on’ but the off-tune flute version

just as the proceedings were going through, jo’s mother was hit by a drunk driver on new year’s eve. the car skidded onto some ice, minimal damage done... then the ice broke.

jo and benjamin both devolved after that. jo withdrew more into herself and pretty much coped by..... just reading old possum’s a LOT (hate that for her). all mopey, benjamin became much less outwardly violent. the keyword is ‘outwardly.’

ya, instead of j bein like “i will just chill” he was like “i will just make my rage more subtle because in this house, we love intimidation, manipulation, hostility, the blame game, and gaslighting! uwu” managed to convince jo that her mother’s death was somehow her fault, that he was the only person she could trust, that she will never be able to live without someone else, etc., etc.

a few years in and a cycle of many impromptu sleepovers began. luv that for her. hate that for her, but luv that for her. 

there is a lot i cld talk abt here, but it all seems like it cld j be tl;dr’d as: “basically became the surrogate daughter of a bunch of other people”

as for things that r not tragique™, jo was v much a drifter when it came to friends. managed to make a fair amount bc she does not seem like she will put a tadpole in ur hand like ivan. also j a people-pleaser but that’s starting to get into her personality which is another section.

did go to college. luv that for her. has NO CLUE what she’s going to do with her degree, but she can make some really sick niche william faulkner jokes. 

began seasonally working at big bear during the winter break of her last year in college because bitch needed some money!! wound up loving it and was like “i think,,,, i will continue to do this,,,, the people here,,,, r cul,,,,”

still visits benjamin every once in a while. not a way to say that uwu you should forgive ur abusive parent(s) uwu rather that jo.... still has slight belief in him. just to end on something emo.

THE REST IS HISTORY!!!!

TL;DR:

started life out as a saddie, not a baddie. still not a baddie, but no longer as much of a saddie. loves “cats” and there is no irony to that statement. can make good niche literary jokes, but that’s about it.

PERSONALITY/MISCELLANEOUS INFO:

a child. a literal child. a child to the point that she should have supervision when she goes on grocery trips because she falls for marketing ploys so easily. can’t believe she hasn’t fallen into a pyramid scheme yet.

an absolute dumbass. again, can make some great niche william faulkner jokes, but ask her the order of the planets? “...well mars is somewhere in there.”

unironically LOVES cats - both the musical and movie. thinks jennifer hudson’s grizabella is the best. will start sharing random facts about it or old possum’s book of practical cats if she runs out of things to talk about but feels pressured to keep talking. was broken when she first read a different t.s. eliot poem and realized he was actually super dark. the only thing that got her through it was a comparison to batman :\ bruce wayne is old possum’s, batman is everything else.

to take a brief break from fun personality facts, v down on herself bc benjamin’s words rly!! stuck with her!! convinced she is an absolute idiot and does not trust her own memory. v indecisive bc of this and always longs for someone to help her figure things out. tries to distance herself from memories of her mother because, again, benjamin got to her. her love of cats doesn’t help that, but... can you believe that’s her coping mechanism? makes up for it by giving all of her love 2 everyone else!! we love tragedy!! and needing to go to therapy!!

secretly knows her love of cats is weird and dumb. a part of her knows why it’s considered one of the worst musicals ever. but LISTEN. we luv rly weird coping mechanisms!

big dreamer. will develop the most impractical goals. she usually knows they are impractical, but still..... uwu

has decided everyone is good until proven bad! except for,,,, like,,, murderers and rapists,,,,

is #StraightEdge for the most part,,,, literally has a drink maybe three times per year

says “like” a whole lot for someone who majored in english with a concentration in literature and should therefore be more eloquent.

i am not great at these sections!! feel free 2 j refer to her zodiac, personality tests, and character influences!!

literally fox 8. i put the others there bc she’s similar but wow,,,, if u read fox 8 (it’s a short story i recommend it i luv george saunders u can find a pdf online),,,, she is fox 8. 

here u go here is a sample that doesnt need context: "Fox 4 woslike: No ofense, Fox 8? Your ideas are not super praktikal. Dreem, dreem, dreem, said Fox 11. Fox 41 woslike: Fox 8, does this honestly never get old for you?"

OH ALSO. she has a slet. a cat,,,,, named asparagus,,,, whom she calls “gus”,,,,, and y’all know WHY.

recent development: has downloaded tor so she can get on the dark web. why? because she thinks there will be more funny animal videos on there. is shockingly good at navigating it.

CONNECTION IDEAS:

close friends bc we luv that –– roman (nuanced), aylie (nuanced), hazel (nuanced), cleo (nuanced), vic (nuanced), marco (nuanced)

childhood friends whom she possibly had impromptu sleepovers with bc that is v soft and,,,,, y’all i left the city blank for a reason. –– hazel, marco, 

on that note, the person who was like “wait,,,,,,, u know that book was turned into a musical right,,,,,, like,,,,, a musical literally everyone knows” and shook jo’s world

good influence / bad influence –– cleo, vic, 

~*confidant*~

roommate

exes –– ian,

reciprocated pining

unreciprocated pining

someone..... who has accepted..... that she likes cats.... in a way that is not ironic. will see the movie with her. –– aylie, 

an enemy,,,,,, aka this person was like “cats is literally the worst thing in the entire world” and now they r on jo’s very short hit list –– riley

idk!!! im also obvs up for brainstorming!!! luv that!!!

** descriptive connections page is here ( only people who i’m messaging are on it, but i ?? would love to plot w everyone ?? so don’t make the short list make u think i’m trying 2 limit it 2 these ppl auhfoeidla )

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