#still thugging it out tbh

[vqmpyrecult]

as soon as this sexy motherfucker comes out with a new project….i WILL be on all fours!😤😩🙏😭

[akkivee]

ok now I'm imagining kuukou hosting Hot Ones interviews with the rest of the hpmi cast

for reference, Hot Ones is a celebrity interview show where the guest has to answer questions while eating progressively hotter and hotter sauces on wings. It catches them off their gaurd a little bit and they respond more earnestly because their PR brain is off and all they can focus is on dying of spice and answering questions

Imagining him doing this to Jakurai in particular 🤣

KUUKOU WOULD HAVE A BLAST BEING THE HOT ONES HOST HE GETS TO EAT EXTREME FOOD AND LEARN ABOUT THE OTHERS WITHOUT SHARING SHIT ABOUT HIMSELF THATS HIS BRAND LOL

[heliads]

Hey babe, if you're still taking requests, can I request something for Harry Hook from descendants? It takes place in an AU where basically all the kids are "chosen" to be parts of fairytales. (Think Ever After High mixed with School for Good and Evil). This world is complete with everything you see in disney movies with epic fights and songs. Heroes get love ballads and villains get traditional villain songs. Reader and Harry are friends (with feelings) on the isle and get chosen for a story, and are both super excited because they think they'll both be villains together. So imagine their surprise when they get their first song together and it sounds an awful lot like a love song.

This AU has been living in my head for a long time tbh but I have no writing skills T-T. Feel free to ignore it this is not your style or I accidentally sent this after requests closed.

'one story leads to another' - harry hook

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On the Isle of the Lost, a story is everything. Receiving a good story catapults a promising villain into a fantastic life of infamy, but a lackluster story seals your fate forever to menial satisfaction alone. Henchmen, not gods. Lackeys and thugs, never the criminal boss in charge.

Then again, a worse fate still could befall you. Many would-be villains go their whole lives without receiving a story. They’re not meant for everyone, at all, even if they mean the difference between a true life or a false existence. You can’t fathom training your whole life just to go without, but it’s the reality for many on your island. Even the deck swabbers get to go on exciting adventures with the great pirates of the sea, and even the lowliest prison guard will still live in a cursed palace.

The story controls your life, both literally and figuratively. Once you’re given a story, you’ll have no choice but to follow it out, even if it ends with your death. Then again, a story isn’t over in a matter of days. It’ll shape your life for decades. Even if the main plot is over, you’ll still be someone, and maybe you’ll feature in other people’s stories, too. There’s no way to make it without a story.

That’s why you’ve been throwing yourself into the pursuit of becoming the main character of your own story. You’ve perfected the arts of all things villain– sword fights that always end with you pulling a secret dagger out of a sleeve to tip the scales in your favor, maniacal laughter, elaborate plotting. You could scheme in your sleep or double-cross a traitor with your hands tied behind your back. Although it’s been a long time in the making, everyone on the Isle can admit that you’re the best of the best, and that a story surely has to be coming your way.

The problem, then, is attracting one. Although no rules are set in stone, there are expectations for how one’s story will come about. There will be an inciting event, of course, and then the songs will begin to appear in your head, the footwork and movements placed in your memories without a second thought. You’ll know you’re in the story, and then your life will change forever.

You’ve already seen one play out with some of your closest friends. Mal, one of your best friends since you were kids, got to live out her nefarious dreams, although even she didn’t see the twist coming in her story. Then again, becoming queen of Auradon is certainly a fine trophy for the child of a villain, even if a true marriage of love isn’t quite the way anyone expected her to steal the crown.

Mal has assured you many times over that your story will be coming too, it has to. There’s no way the magic would skip over you, not when you’ve dedicated so much of your life to being the perfect villain for any role. You can lie and cheat and maim with the best of them, surely you’re shaping up to be the arch nemesis in some hero’s grand journey? Your story will be coming your way. Surely. Surely.

And then, all of a sudden, it does. You feel it like a puppet knows its strings. All of a sudden, you have a purpose that you didn’t before. Your feet carry you out of the training yard and out into the sprawling mess of streets that makes up the Isle of the Lost. Your heart soars, and you take to the roofline, staring out at the world before you. It’s yours, all yours, and you know it’s true, so you sing it. The words come to you in a flash, perfect rhymes curling around your tongue as if they’d been there all your life. 

This is what it feels like to be in a story, then. It feels right, more right than anything you’ve known before. Easier than breathing. Simpler than hoping that something like this would come your way, and at last, it has. Nothing could make your flinty heart more proud.

The song ends, and you can hear a ghost of a distant chorus fading out as you make your way back to the ground once more. Your stroll is casual, but the steps are definitely in a specific direction. The last notes fade from the air, your feet stop firmly in place, and you realize that you’re not facing down a potential heist or daring escape but the end of the dock leading into the sea. Directly in front of you lies a pirate ship. 

At first, you’re thrilled– an adventure on the high seas would be fantastic. You’re friends with many of the pirates, even if you haven’t yet gotten a chance to test your fortitude against seasickness before. You cast your mind back to the words you’d just sung, trying to remember if you’d chorused anything about an exciting voyage ahead, or maybe the possibility of sunken treasure.

Instead, your heart sinks as you realize you were talking about exploring what was right in front of you. More specifically, someone right in front of you. And, as you stare with no small amount of trepidation at the pirate ship in front of you, you discover that someone else seems to be in a similar situation as you. Someone who’s just stopped singing a very similar song, who’s standing directly opposite you as if placed there by some immortal hand. Someone you know already.

Someone like Harry Hook.

A belated understanding is beginning to nestle itself between your ribs like a knife in the heart. No, this can’t be. You refuse to believe it. Still, when Harry is the first one to make a move, and walks briskly down the gangplank to stand in front of you, and says in an increasingly cavalier tone, “So, you’ve got your story started too, haven’t you?”

“Harry,” you say weakly. “I didn’t realize that you’d also gotten a song.”

“More than a song,” he says grimly. “I’ve got the whole story.”

You stare at him. “You know how it’s going to end?”

Harry had been doing his best to keep his gaze firmly pinioned on a nearby wall, but his eyes flicker briefly, traitorously, over to you when you pose the question. They snap back immediately, though. For a pirate, he’s never been the best liar, although he tends to make up for it with excellent swordsmanship. “No one knows how their story is going to end until they follow it through.”

You narrow your eyes crossly at him. “But you have a guess, don’t you? Spit it out, Hook. I don’t have all day.”

“Actually,” Harry contradicts, seeming to take great joy in the opportunity to be bothersome, “you do have all day. You’re a part of a story now, love. Your whole life is going to be wherever the wind takes you.”

You roll your eyes. “Thanks, Harry. Very helpful. Don’t try to dodge the question, though. You know how this is going to end, right?”

He sighs. “I have an inkling. Very vague. Probably untrustworthy.”

“All pirates are untrustworthy,” you remind him.

He grins broadly, sharklike. “And all children of villains are saints like you, of course.” He groans at your exasperated expression. “Fine, fine. Although I’d suggest you get better at pretending you like playing my little games if you’d like to keep this up.”

Your eyes widen. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve guessed it already, haven’t you?” Harry says testily. “Think about the songs, Y/N. The melody. That wasn’t a villainous monologue, not even your basic pledge for debauchery and ruin. That was a love song.”

You shake your head frantically. “No, Harry. That was so not right. What is that supposed to mean?”

“Well,” Harry says slowly, “I ‘spose it means we’re meant to fall in love.”

You draw back so quickly that you think you’ve insulted him. “No. Absolutely not. No offense, Harry, but I don’t want to fall in love with you.”

“I’ll try not to let it go to my head,” he says dryly.

You wave a hand dismissively. “It’s not about you, I swear. It’s just– this was supposed to be my story, you know? My whole life. I was supposed to have a glorious adventure, or engage in fantastic battles, but I get one chance at a story and it’s about falling in love? No way. I won’t accept this.”

“You’re acting like I enjoy this too,” Harry retorts. “Quite the contrary, sweetheart. You’re not the only one who’s been dreaming about their story for ages. How do you reckon I’m meant to tell my father that I got a love story? He’d laugh at me so hard he’d probably stop getting scared of that crocodile once and for all. I’m just as unhappy with this as you are, but I’m willing to do something about it.”

You eye him cautiously. “Like what?”

“Let’s play along,” he suggests, and when you look like you’re going to snap at him, he raises his hands defensively and adds hastily, “I know, I know, but hear me out, will you? The faster we get things going, the sooner this ends. You know as well as I do that characters from other stories can take part in other ones, too. ‘Sides, maybe this one isn’t just a love story. Maybe we do travel somewhere exciting, we just don’t know it yet. You don’t have to fall in love with me, alright? We can pretend. We’ll sing our songs, then do whatever we want with our hearts. Me, I’m planning to show my strength by carving mine out of my chest and wearing it as a necklace. It would make a pretty pendant, I wager. Plus, all the crew would be awestruck over it.”

You can’t help but laugh at his words. “Harry, if you cut your heart out, you’d die. If you want a necklace like that, use one of your enemies’ organs.”

He nods appreciatively. “That might work better, I think.” Then, eyeing you apprehensively, “So, does that mean you’re willing to do it? To play along with our story?”

You sigh. “I think it does. It’s not like we have any choice, do we?”

Harry pulls a face. “A girl is cosmically destined to fall in love with me, and in the heat of the moment of her confession, she says it’s because she doesn’t have any choice. Be still, my heart.”

This makes you smile. “You know it’s not personal, Harry. We’ve been friends for ages, I should hope you know when I’m teasing.”

“And I should hope the same,” he says with mock solemnity, although his faux stony demeanor cracks with a wide grin within moments.

You hold out your hand for him to shake. “To falling in love?”

“To falling in love,” he says, and shakes it. So the story begins.

You’re not going to say that it’s difficult, pretending to be in love with Harry Hook. You’ve never had an issue with his company; he’s one of your oldest friends, all of the villain kids on or around the Isle of the Lost have come in contact with each other before, and you and Harry just so happened to cross paths more than a few times. In fact, you’d go so far as to say that if you were forced to sing love songs with any of the villainous children on this island, Harry would be your preferred choice.

And– the problem with that, see, is that it makes this whole thing sound like something it isn’t. You’re not in love with Harry, even if your story seems designed to make you think otherwise. You know how you felt about him before the story began, and a couple of ditties about finding something special in a person you previously overlooked isn’t going to change anything. Harry is your friend. Nothing more than a potential ally.

But then the story takes you two away from the island for a spell, the two of you co-captaining a small sailing vessel by yourselves in search of a magical talisman that would have the power to make every one of your days enchanting. You had assumed it would be a talisman of some sort, that is; yet when the two of you arrived at the hiding place of this supposed treasure and split up to each pursue one length of a split crossroads, your paths looped around so you came face to face with each other again. 

No artifacts, no charms. Just Harry almost stumbling into you, having to wrap one arm around your waist so you don’t fall, his chest rising and falling rapidly as if he’d been running in an attempt to beat your time. You’d chastise him for it were it not for the fact that you were sprinting, too. You wait for Harry to let you go, but he doesn’t, and instead leans closer, so close you can feel his breath hot on your cheek, and then–

You pull away quickly. Harry looks at you like a wounded dog, which makes you feel sick to your stomach. “No,” you say through gritted teeth. “This isn’t– this isn’t us. It’s the story.”

“Is it really just the story?” Harry asks you.

“Yes,” you say, refusing to consider any other option for a second. “You didn’t love me before it started. The magic is messing with our minds. This isn’t real, Harry.”

He starts slowly walking towards you, and afraid you’ll make a mistake you’ll regret once the story ends, you back up in turn, up until the point when your back hits a wall and you can go no further. Harry, however, has nothing in his way but you, and there is nothing to stop him from closing the gap between you once again.

“Tell me it’s not real,” he says lowly.

“It’s not real,” you repeat.

His hand rises to your chin, tilting it up so you have to look in his eyes. He drinks in the sight of you like he’s been marooned alone for days, like salt water has been his only benediction for as long as he can remember. “Tell me,” he says again.

“It’s not,” you insist, but your conviction is gone, drifted away from you on uncertain tides. “It’s the magic. Not us.”

“Not us?” He asks, and kisses you. Slowly, terribly slowly, he kisses you, and in between silently begging him to move faster, do more, you think about all the times you’ve been under a spell in the past, and how this feels nothing like that. Not at all. Whenever you’re under an enchantment, some small part of you knows it’s wrong, giving you just enough hope that you might be able to fight free.

When you kiss Harry, though, you don’t want him to stop. Not at all. Every single particle in your body is beating along to the same erratic pulse through your veins, the one that leans into his touch, reaching for the front of his salt-stained shirt to pull him ever closer to you. If this is your story, you don’t ever want it to end. If there is a writer out there somewhere, feverishly scribbling out your chapters, you hope they never cease, that every one of their movements until the day they die and then past that will bring you more moments with Harry, moments just like this one in which you never have to let him go.

“It’s not just the story,” you tell him amidst ragged breaths when he finally breaks away.

“No?” Harry asks, one brow quirked. Usually, he’d never pass up the chance to gloat, but he looks sorely disheveled, and he can’t take his eyes off of your kissed lips long enough to give him the chance to revel in his victory like he normally would.

Just in case, though, you distract him from the triumph by kissing him again. Somewhere in the surrounding uncharted territory, the waves crash against the shore, the seabirds wheel and sing on the marine breezes, and you find the magic in the one boy who has always been there for you, and always will be, even after your story ends. That is the magic of love, you suppose. Adventures come to a close. Battles are won, heists are accomplished, but what you and Harry share will go on forever. A fitting legacy for the best two villains who ever lived.

[polarisjisung]

LOVE ON THE COURT | 28 THUG IT OUT

SYNOPSIS | every college student has their struggles, but raising her younger brother has Y/N top of the list, struggling her way through college whilst balancing her academics and basketball captaincy is difficult no doubt and with Jaemin, her ex best friend and captain of the guys basketball team, and his growing one sided hatred towards her, it doesn't seem to be getting any easier

WARNINGS | swearing, sexual innuendos, kys/kms jokes

NOTES | I'm sorry this chapter took so long, my brain just isn't working to write these days so I tried to take my time with this chap, tbh I'm still not super happy with it but I know a lot of you wanted to read it!! also RENJUN IS BACK!!!!!!

I currently have an unwelcome visitor (a pigeon) in my apartment and I have no idea how to get rid of it, it's munching on spinach in my kitchen rn.. and my cat had been trying to eat the pigeon.. also aespa + tbz concept photos...

The tension hangs in the air like a thick fog, palpable and suffocating.

Much different to the usual high spirits and aspirations that fill the changing room before a game, heavier somehow.

Y/n let's her gaze linger on the brunette across the room, as she pulls her hair back into a ponytail, tugging at each strand.

Ningning feels the eyes on her, but makes no effort to meet them, struggling to gulp down the endless amount of words she wants to scream at her best friend. And God, there are a lot.

But she can't find the courage to speak them, at least not now as coach continuously shouts for the captain, getting ready for the debrief before the game. Despite how much she cares for y/n, Ningning can't find it within herself to shoot even a forced smile her way as she heads out of the room. She sighs.

This was for her benefit anyways.

Y/n's dismissal hurt ningning no doubt, but if she didn't realise soon enough, y/n would be hurting too.

Y/n can barely remember how she got here, the ball she had just caught pressing into her fingertips, it's material heavier than she once remembered as she stood at the edge of the basketball court. She remembers being in the changing rooms not so long ago, when in reality, the game was now in full swing.

Against the vibrant energy of the game, y/n couldn't help but feel lost, her eyes flickering between Jaemin and Ningning in turn. The only thing keeping her grounded being the cool air against her face.

5 seconds she thinks. She has 5 seconds to make a decision, Ningning's open arms call out to her, she was in the perfect position, but y/n doesn't reach to shoot the ball forwards.

They share a look, nothing like the triumphant smirks they were used to, instead every glance feels charged, as if the unspoken words linger just beneath the surface of their gaze, waiting to be addressed.

The clock ticks in her mind, her own voice calling out to her, telling her to just suck up her pride and pass the fucking ball to Ningning, but she doesn't want to.

No matter how much she tries to convince herself to, she can't, she doesn't.

The inner conflict swirls, part of her wanting nothing more than to win this game, but another whispers excuses, convincing her to shoot her shot.

A couple seconds, it's all she has.

There's an urgency in the eyes surrounding her, begging her to pass the ball, to not let the pressure get to her, to make quick decisions like she always would, but the gears in her brain don't grind half as quickly as normal, her heartbeat quickening.

Her palms are sweaty, loosening grip against the ball, a sign of the time passing by.

Just pass the god damn ball.

There's no time. Not enough to consciously make a choice between her pride and what she knew was right, at least. So y/n launches the ball forwards, eyes open, yet completely unaware of her own actions, until the crowd erupts.

And even when the game reaches its end and as she follows her team off court, y/n's thoughts are overwhelming.

There's a distant echo of celebration, and a contrasting muffle of loss but her mind drifts far away, lost in thought. Her competitive nature feels suppressed by too many emotions and she's unbothered by the outcome of the game that usually meant so much to her.

Ningning was right, it was all she could think, and she knew she owed her best friend an apology. But perhaps she needed to talk with Jaemin even more.

She feels torn, part of y/n wonders if she's being overdramatic, putting way too much thought into something so simple, another part knows rushing into something like this isn't sensible. Even if it was just talking, there was far too much hurt surrounding the topic.

It hurt when Jaemin left, there was no doubt about it.

But years had passed since then, and things weren't the same.

Y/n didn't think she was nearly as strong now as she was then, she wasn't nearly as brave, now she was a skeleton of the strong willed, determined young girl she once used to be.

She had held onto Jaemin as the small string of familiarity that connected her to everything she once knew, to everything she once had, to everyone she once had. She much preferred living in the blissful ignorance that he wouldn't walk away than to potentially lose him again.

It wasn't healthy. She knew that much. The things he had done and she had forgiven him for in no less than a blink of an eye, Ningning was right, Y/n had to talk to Jaemin, and she had to do it soon. Before she convinced herself otherwise.

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[aayakashii]

an anon asked me to write a yandere fic featuring either Romeo or Jin and, since I already wrote Romeo's, now it's Jin time (￣^￣)ゞ I'm not really sure how I feel about this one tbh ‎

also, please pretend Jin can keep controlling his stigma for a long time and dispel it only when he wants to for this fic to work thank you

Warnings: Yandere!Jin, obsessive behavior, confinement, maybe a few gross descriptions, but nothing too explicit

frostbite

Jin turned the key, locking the imponent doors to his room, hands trembling and clammy. He wasn't a stranger to anger and disappointment – heavens knew he felt it quite frequently about himself, but this time, it clearly wasn't that simple.

He could live with his self-loathing, but with this strange, foreign feeling tugging at his heartstrings, he felt like he was choking.

He didn't know jealousy until now.

You looked like a cornered animal as your gaze flickered to the lock on his door, shoulders tensing up as if your body readied itself to run from danger.

His poor little defenseless lamb.

Jin took long, slow strides towards your figure, and he couldn't contain the smirk that tugged on the corners of his lips as he saw you fidget in place, uncomfortably.

His tall figure overshadowed you as he got close – you flinched, shutting your eyes tight as he moved one of his hands to touch your cheek. It slid languidly to your neck, your shoulders, your arms, finally settling on your hands.

Your eyes opened wide as he intertwined his fingers with yours and his smile grew wider as he saw realization dawn on you just a little bit slower than his words.

“You are not allowed to run away from me and you are not allowed to speak.” he murmured against the skin of your hand as he brought it to his lips and placed a kiss on it.

You blinked fast, the command reverberating into your mind like words echoing in a deep, bottomless canyon. Your mouth closed, and your limbs went limp – all fight dissipating from your body in a split second.

Jin's smile left his face like melting ice and he sighed deeply, letting go of your hand unceremoniously.

Finally, he could relax. Everything was soon going to be fixed.

You see, you left him no choice. If only he knew sooner, he wouldn't need to be so rash with his decisions – but, to be fair, he was also the one to blame.

If he left his room more frequently, then maybe he would be able to prevent the mockery of him that, apparently, kept happening outside his door.

If he just kept his eyes and hands on you at all times from the very beginning, you would never have the time to get close to any of those pathetic colleagues of his.

Jin knew very well Darkwick would have you assigned to other houses (despite his protests and phone calls to his father), but he thought you were smarter than that – he thought you would never take advantage of the time he allowed you to have in order to fulfill your missions.

He never said you could spend time with the peasants from other houses, now did he?

He never allowed you to breathe the same disgusting air of those brutes from Vagastrom or those unrefined weirdos from Jabberwock of your own accord, did he?

He never said you could mingle with the morally decayed thugs from Sinostra or those depressing vipers from Hotarubi, did he?

Oh, he gave you so much freedom, and you still tried to walk a stray path. Once again, his trust was broken, but rest assured: he'd make sure you would never forget who you belong to ever again.

Jin fished out a cigarette pack from his pockets, taking one out as he looked at you.

You stared at the floor, avoiding his gaze, arms hugging your own body tightly as you shivered. Out of fear or out of cold, he didn't know. But that was exactly how he wanted you: quiet, gentle, submissive to him and his whims. That was how his precious property was supposed to act.

Jin put a cigarette in between his lips, before changing his mind and getting close to you once again. He tipped your chin upwards, forcing you to meet his gaze. His thumb touched your lower lip, pushing it downwards.

“Open your mouth” he murmured, and you complied hesitantly, having no other choice.

His other hand brought the cigarette to your lips, and pushed it inside your mouth. Your eyes widened and you tried shaking your head to spit it out, but his previously gentle hand held your head in place with an iron grip.

“Be quiet. I know you don't smoke. I just want you to light it for me.” he grumbled, putting his lighter on your hand.

Jin stepped back, mildly pleased at the way the cigarette hung limp from your lips, and motioned at your hand and then your mouth, egging you to do as he said.

You blinked, confused, but ultimately brought the lighter towards the cigarette. Your untrained hand flickered the lighter once, twice, thrice before a flame stood still enough for you to bring the end of the stick to the fire.

The flame burned the tip of the cigarette, lighting more than was necessary, and the smoke went straight down your throat. You took the cigarette out of your mouth before a coughing fit overwhelmed you, the disgusting smoke entering your lungs and choking you, leaving a bitter taste on your tongue. Immediately after, acid refluxed to your throat, and you swallowed, feeling it burn down your chest.

Jin chuckled at your inexperience, and leisurely walked to his desk, fetching a glass of water. Your trembling hands accepted it from him as he grabbed the poorly lit cigarette from your sweaty fingers.

He put it in between his lips and took a long drag.

His mind went straight to the way your lips touched the stick, and he rolled his eyes back as the smoke billowed out of his mouth, feeling pathetic over how his heart skipped beats at the mere thought of an indirect kiss.

He didn't need to find reprieve in dumb little ways like that anymore. Now that he had you where he wanted you, he could be patient until you gave him the attention he truly deserved.

“Do you know why I summoned you here?” he asked, after puffing his cigarette a few more times.

You sat on his loveseat, still coughing from time to time, and shook your head, meekly.

“I have heard from Tohma. You've been babysitting that new Obscuary monster.” Jin tapped his foot, the sound echoing inside his heavily soundproofed room. “I don't suppose that is a mission, now is it?”

You flailed your arms around you, trying to explain yourself without your voice and he clicked his tongue.

“It doesn't matter. Even if it is, it's absurd. I thought I told you you were to answer my requests at all times.” he sat beside you on the loveseat, his icy eyes burning like frostbite.

“And now I find out you are actually wasting precious time with other students. What's worse, you've also been answering to that self-important bankrupt from Sinostra.” he shook his head, disbelief and anger on his features as he furrowed his eyebrows.

“You've been forgetting your priorities.” he sighed and played with a strand of your hair before tucking it behind your ear.

“I have been so patient. Holding back all this time, giving you freedom that you don't deserve. But now I see my mistake. One would think I have learned I shouldn't trust anyone, but I thought a little harmless lamb like you wouldn't betray me.”

Your breath became ragged at his threatening words, and you coughed again, your throat still hurt and burning.

“I will have you make a little decision for me, and I hope you'll be wise” his hand cupped your cheek gently, thumb stroking your skin, damp with cold sweat.

“I want you to dedicate your entire time to me, as you should have done from the very beginning. I want you to act accordingly to the fact that you're mine. Don't fucking waste your days on anyone else and be at my beck and call, like the obedient little lamb you should have always been. Otherwise…” his thumb landed back on your lips.

“Otherwise, I'll unfortunately have to force the academy to expel those two second year brats from my house, since you seem to be so fond of them” he smirked, chest swelling with pride at the way your eyes widened and glistened with tears that threatened to fall.

“I'm sure you'll make the proper decision. You weren't very well behaved, but I'm sure you aren't that dumb.” he patted your cheek and got up, walking towards his door.

“I will leave you to think about it. You are allowed to speak and move properly now” he quickly opened the lock while you gasped, your hands clawing your throat as you tried to call his name, begging him to wait.

He stepped outside, giving a final glance at your trembling form, still slumped on his loveseat, although your arms tried to reach out toward him.

“Oh, and try not to scream. No one will hear you anyway.” he smiled, satisfied with what he saw, and locked the door once again, confining you in the freezing loneliness of his room.

[venuslarkspur]

Just Because You’re A Better Shot Than Me Doesn’t Mean Anything!

(Speedy is Green Arrow’s sidekick if you need a refresher)

Summary: Literally Just Some Speedy!Reader hcs <3

Pairing: Damian Wayne x GenderNeutral!Speedy!Reader (platonic or romantic, I did write this as platonic, but you pick!) some platonic Green Arrow and sidekick!reader as well (if you squint), Jon Kent x GenderNeutral!Speedy!Reader (platonic)

- No bc imagining a platonic GenderNeutral!Speedy!Reader x Damian Wayne is so funny, like they just meet on some random patrol and reader is just annoying the shit out of Damian. Ollie, Dinah and Bruce are just like “fuck no.”

- Damian has never seen anyone (besides Ollie) who has better aim than him, so when you show up and take down a thug or smth before him he’s literally raging. Especially if it’s when your both in your teens, like Damian is 14 and your maybe 14-16, and say your schools come together for the day, he will be eating lunch with you, doing all the activities with you and sitting at break with you. And after all that will still insist you’re “annoying” and “insufferable”

- Dick and Roy are also done with you two. They are just looking at miniature versions of themselves, (obviously not when it comes to personality yikes) literally street fighting each other and then watching a movie together or smth. Imagine meeting Jon one day as well, he will be so conflicted if Damian calls you his best friend. (Will be going through a midlife crisis at 16/17)

IMAGINE THIS

*some thug talking smack about you*

Speedy!Reader: :(

Damian: Don’t talk to my best friend that way.

Jon: I thought I was your best friend!

Damian: No Jon you’re my longest friend- or no you’re- yk what it doesn’t matter.

Y’all definitely have a Barbie life in the dream house moment, like “you’re all my bffs!” 😭

He declares you’re both equally his best friends.

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Jon eventually warms up to you, he always liked you tbh.

- You convinced Dinah (Ollie didn’t take much convincing) to let you join the teen titans, Damian is happy to see you there as well but hides his excitement and just shakes your hand, Jon literally tackles you but you match his energy so it’s fine.

- Say Ollie needs to come to the Batcave, you Insist on coming; you wanna see Damian and chat with him. If you spar together while you’re there, you constantly call each other “show offs”, you eventually face time Jon since all three of your mentors are rarely conversing at the same time in the cave.

- Damian insists to everyone YOU are the next Green Arrow (regardless of your gender), he doesn’t care that there are about 3 other people in running. ITS GONNA BE YOU, and that’s fine because you insist he’s next Batman. It’s perfect.

Anyway thanks for letting me share my thoughts with you all <3

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[greyskyflowers]

I really like the idea that Ichigo has always done some strange stuff, even before any of them had any idea about soul society.

Chad, Orihime, and Uryu (as well as Tatsuki, Keigo and Mizuiro) very much take the approach of don't say a fucking thing, leave him alone to anyone who looks like they may say something about it.

Ichigo makes a strange noise? They've figured out which noises are good ones and which ones are bad ones.

He's a little colder, distant, and sometimes a little cruel? Give him a little bit and he'll be fine again.

He gets a little too bright eyed during fights? Licks blood off his lips and sometimes off a wound? His nails look a little sharp and his teeth a little meaner? All good. He'll beat the shit out of someone, pace around a bit and be fine again.

Eats an unbelievable amount of food and still stays on the lean side of skinny? It's a metabolism thing.

Runs a little colder? He's great to sit by in the hot summer!

Gets a little distracted, looks at things and listen to noises that aren't there? That's normal, he's been able to see weird stuff his whole life!

Even after they all gain the ability see ghosts and that's obviously not what Ichigo is doing, they just tell people he's listening to and seeing ghosts.

Everyone else is a little confused by that but it's clear they're not going to get a real answer and tbh they're not sure they want one.

It's also important that they don't call too much attention to it. Ichigo doesn't seem to realize he does some of those things.

Like when someone pointed out the blood thing and he spent 20 minutes gagging and throwing up, tongue still stained rusty from the blood.

Or when someone mentioned the noises and he doesn't speak for days, quiet and withdrawn. And even now he cuts the noises off, biting them back and swallowing them down.

Or when people called him cruel, a thug, someone who wants to see others hurt, because he got into fight. He didn't fight back the next few times he got jumped, letting the hits land and taking it because the fear that he was all those things people said was stronger than any pain.

All the times he kept his mouth shut because someone joked about wolf teeth.

Or when he ripped his nails down until they bled so they weren't sharp enough to hurt anyone on accident.

Or when he kept his eyes down so no one could say he wore colored contacts to go with his "dyed" hair.

Orihime being so upset after the cookies she had given to someone, who made fun of a noise Ichigo made, had ended up bad! Oh no, oh gosh, how terrible that they got food poisoning! She's so sorry about that but there's a gleam to her eyes that has everyone backing off.

Chad disappearing and coming back with busted knuckles that go unnoticed, Ichigo focused on keeping his fingers curled into his palms and his mouth firmly shut.

Uryu ripping into some of the people who started rumors about Ichigo, channeling every cold and cruel part of him until several people are crying and no one dares say Ichigo's name for awhile.

Tatsuki throwing punches and Keigo attempting too, Mizuiro making things happen that no one can directly link back to him but everyone knows it's him.

Ichigo doesn't ask for a lot, but he gives a lot. Too much.

So, they can give him this. They will give him this. Let him do his odd, little quirks and they'll deal with anyone who tries to say anything.

💀

Shinigami are strange, strange enough that Ichigo blends in with them well, even though he's still sometimes a little strange for a shinigami.

Chad, Orihime, and Uryu are pleased that Ichigo fits in so well with all these new people, especially as they get to know them more.

Renji and Ikkaku are animalistic with too sharp teeth and a wild air to them.

Kenpachi is a monster wearing human skin.

Rukia, and her brother, have moments of cruelty and distance.

Unohana is something old and dangerous.

Kisuke is... unsettling, raises the hair on the back of their necks a little bit but Ichigo likes him. And as unnerving as he is, he's been very helpful.

Yoruichi has a mean streak in her that is very much like a cat batting around a dying mouse.

The visored are even worse.

The humans don't meet them until Ichigo after has already firmly included them in his ever growing group of important people.

The visored are unsettling in a way similar to Kisuke, but heavier. Something about them makes the little animal part of their brains sit up and take notice, the hairs on the backs of their necks standing up and they have to fight the urge to run.

But the visored are strange in the same way Ichigo is strange.

And they'll gives some bonus points to Kisuke and his, because they've never so much as batted an eyelash at Ichigo's more bizarre quirks.

The visored show off too sharp teeth in proud smiles and angry snarls.

They make odd noises between themselves and understand them.

They force people to look them in the eyes, black and gold occasionally making an appearance.

They lick at their wounds absent-mindedly and on purpose.

They make no apologies for who they are or how uncomfortable they make anyone.

More than anything though, they let Ichigo do those things. There a fondness to all of them when Ichigo does something strange front of them. Something that's normal to them.

💀

Ichigo doesn't seem to realize that everyone is actually charmed by his little quirks.

He's saved most of them enough times that there isn't much he could do that would make them anything less then incredibly fond.

It's fun and interesting to see all the things Ichigo does when he's happy and comfortable.

He does a little head tilt, exposed throat move to certain people. The humans don't even think he notices it, it took them awhile to notice it.

He does it to most of the captains, excluding a few like Mayuri and Soi Fon. Particularly to Unohana, Kenpachi, Byakuya and Toshiro for the captains. He does it to Kisuke and the visored.

They notice it and they just roll with it. Kisuke and Shinji (and most of the visored to be completely honest) touch his neck and shoulders a lot.

Unohana makes the smallest nod to him and never acknowledges it again.

It took Ichigo a long time to be comfortable enough with them to touch as much as he wants to. After they saved Rukia and returned home, he was constantly touching them. Grabbing at hands, throwing arms around them, sitting close enough to touch, etc. He even includes Tatsuki, Keigo and Mizuiro in the new, open affection.

He's comfortable enough to be that way with a lot of people now.

Shinigami, and the visored, are actually a pretty tactile and intimate bunch. Living as long as they do and having such dangerous and traumatic lives, makes touch and comfort very important.

So it's not uncommon for Ichigo to disappear, finding someone to nap with or someone finding him. People are already drawn to Ichigo, getting to know him and all his quirks just makes them love him more.

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*holds up photo of Ichigo*

Karin, Yuzu, Chad, Orihime, Uryu, Tasuki, Keigo, Mazuri: he is baby

*hold up photo of Ichigo after fighting Aizen*

His sisters, the humans, Kisuke, Yoruichi, Kukaku, Ganju, most of soul society, all the visored, Nel: baby

*holds up photo of Ichigo fighting yhwach*

His sisters, the humans, Kisuke, Yoruichi, Kukaku, Ganju, all of soul society, all the visored, Nel, Grimmjow, Dondochakka, Pesche, Bawabawa : ba~by

[ambcass]

ᴊᴀɪᴍᴇ ʀᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ ᴅɪᴀᴢ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

both at once? i wish. people seem like they enjoy my xolo content so... CREDS TO @swliz FOR BANNER!! (in my active era.)

🎧Jaime is the type of guy to have 2 relationships and a million failed talking stages. So he was happy when you two were finally official.

🎧Asks your friends about your favorite snacks, drinks, clothing brands, ect. so he can surprise you with them.

🎧Tries to find time to be around with you because his hero work is time consuming.

🎧He LOVES making DIY gifts for you. It saves him money and it makes you happy.

🎧100% THE SWEETEST BOY EVER!!

🎧Texts you at 1 am bc he cant sleep and he wants cuddles (you guys are nowhere close to each other.)

🎧DOES NOT like it when you're over at his place. Constant tease from family drives him crazy.

🎧Tried introducing the team to you.

🎧Didn't go well.

🎧He would not have your face as your contact photo because he was forced to match with you.

🎧Jealousy levels would range from 4-8, depending on who you're with.

🎧He tried teaching you Spanish (Caló dialect) but eventually gave up. (you couldn't roll your R's)

🎧GIVES THE BEST ADIVCE!!

♬This depends on which Miguel you're dating.

♬S2 Miguel doesn't fuck around with you hanging out with guys he doesn't like or know.

♬S5 Miguel gives out too much trust tbh but he still watches who you're with.

♬S2 Miguel tries acting like a thug. His "soft" side towards you is so different from how he usually acts.

♬His anger issues are really high. He tries to pick fights with everybody. But...he's such a baby in your arms when you guys are cuddling.

♬He's the type of guy to say "wsg mamas".

♬S5 is the opposite. He's more aware (?) of his surroundings.

♬Tbh I think he's more awkward in S5 than S2.

its late asf rn but i needa post smth.

[honeyhotteok]

hii may i ask for a gun x reader fic, where we just utterly despite our delinquent gun as a normal student, yet he loves us? like, he never makes it obvious but we just hate him, his attitude, his behavior etc, since he always interfere in bloody stuff which we r scared of.. love ya<3

hi anon! thank u for sending in this ask!! tbh writing for gun is a struggle for me but i tried lol also hope u don't mind i went in a slightly different direction with your idea🥹🫶

strawberry milk & cigarettes (gun park x reader)

summary: gun meets gian high school's #1 student.

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"Yamazaki Yuzuru, to the principal's office. Now."

The class erupts into hushed whispers about the summoned new kid - a delinquent rumored to be making his way throughout Japan in order to study different martial arts, a fighting prodigy of sorts.

Gun stands up and makes his way to the classroom door. A turn of his head paired with a cold glare shuts everyone up, leaving a few of your classmates shifting uncomfortably in their seats.

Meanwhile, you're sat there tuning all of this out, head buried in your notebook. Devoting 100% of your concentration to rewriting your notes from the previous class.

Gun is on his way to walking past your desk, but stops in front of it when something catches his attention.

He looks down at your notebook, the pages inscribed with perfectly straight lines of neat handwriting coupled with color-coordinated evenly highlighted blocks. The layers of organization, the penmanship - it's impressive, really.

You feel a pair of eyes on you and notice an inked forearm in front of you peeking through the rolled up black sleeve of his gakuran jacket. Ugh. Great. Another disruptive thug attending this institution, another potential obstacle to your simple goal of pursuing an education.

You finally slowly raise your head to look up at him, unsure why this weirdo is staring at you.

"Can I help y-"

Gun smirks and turns around before your eyes even meet his, walking off before you can finish your sentence.

Leaving you appalled at his complete lack of manners, but with nothing to do but return to your meticulous notes task.

-

"Okay, everyone, pass your homework up to the front."

You turn to the seat behind you to take Gun's paper and you catch a glimpse of the bottom of his sleeve, still bloodied from the fight he just had before class. Your face scrunches up in disgust.

You glance down at his paper and the absolutely illegible chicken scratch scrawled onto it. You can't help but grimace. "What's wrong with your handwriting?"

"Why is it any of your business?"

You scoff at his reply. "Rude bastard," you mutter under your breath.

He leans forward in his seat, a strand of his slicked back black hair falling in front of his face. "What did you just say?"

You're not sure what it is - maybe it's the irritability from lack of sleep, or the academic stress you've been experiencing tenfold this week, or the fact that this new punk's mere existence in your space is starting to get on your nerves. Maybe it's all of the above.

You whip your head back around to face him. "I called you a rude bastard."

He gives you an unreadable stare. The class suddenly falls silent. Shit, maybe you said that a little bit louder than you had intended.

You turn back around in your seat and pass the stack of papers up, both annoyance and embarrassment coursing through you.

Gun's lips curl into an amused smile at the first words anyone at this school has dared utter to his face while looking him in the eye.

-

You walk over to the vending machine down the hall during break time, already fishing for your wallet in anticipation.

Your friend catches up to you and nudges you with her elbow.

"What was that?! You just insulted an actual member of the Yamazaki family!" She says in a hushed voice.

You stare blankly at your friend. "The who?"

"Yamazaki family, of the Yakuza."

You pause. "Wait, he's an actual kid of a Yakuza family? I thought he was just a random pathetic teenage thug nobody..." you mumble. Huh. Maybe it would've served you to not have insulted someone with the ties to actually kill you and get away with it.

You glance at your watch with a wave of your hand. "You know what, I don't have time for this. I'm gonna get my strawberry milk and go study."

You frown as your eyes settle on the empty spiral behind the vending machine window before you. "Aw, they're all out."

Your friend suggests you just buy one of the other drinks instead, but you sigh and tell her to forget it.

Gun, who totally hasn't been trailing a few steps behind you or anything, turns on his heel and beckons one of his new lackeys over.

He opens his mouth, then pauses. "Nevermind, I'll do it myself."

...

Gun's eyes flit between the similar looking white and pink cans of Sangaria Strawberry Milk and Suntory Strawberry Milk sitting on the convenience store refrigerator shelf.

"Dammit, why are there so many strawberry milk brands," he mutters to himself.

He quickly snatches both of them and walks over to the register to pay.

He jogs across the street back to school. He tries to discreetly leave both cans on your desk before the rest of the class trickles back in as break time comes to an end.

You cautiously pick up one of the cans of strawberry milk sitting on your desk, glancing around the room. Uh, what the... Did someone leave these for you?

You lift and inspect the can. "Do you think this could be poisoned?"

Your friend rolls her eyes. "It's a sealed can. Maybe you just have a secret admirer," she says with a grin and nudge.

It's your turn to roll your eyes at her. You shrug and pop open the can. Your spirits instantly lift after your first sip of the creamy fruity beverage.

Gun watches from his desk with his cheek resting in his palm. A faint, extremely weird unfamiliar feeling beginning to stir in his chest.

-

Gun rests his arms on the railing of the upper section of the roof. He takes a long drag of his cigarette.

The door to the lower level of the roof swings open, and to his surprise, it's you walking in. You don't notice him since he remains out of your line of sight unless you look up.

It's been a long, long school day. After pulling another all-nighter studying last night, you're stressed out and sleep-deprived.

You know you should kick this bad habit, maybe after this exam season ends. Which is also what you told yourself last exam season, but whatever. You fumble your cardigan pocket to pull out a pack of cigarettes and begin to light one.

Gun raises his eyebrows then chuckles at the sight of Gian High School's perfect and pristine #1 student of all people smoking, and smoking on school grounds to top it off.

You whip your head around at the noise.

Gun immediately ducks his head under the wall thanks to his lightning-quick reflexes.

Nothing but a blank wall behind you. Huh. Maybe the sleep deprivation has you hearing shit now, too.

After enough moments pass, he slowly lifts his head and peeks over the ledge at the back of your silhouette.

He smiles and puts out his own cig, beginning to make his way back in through the stairway door. Your little secret safe with him.

[thehandsresisthim]

“yandere beyond birthday headcanon”

content: yandere beyond birthday, kidnapping, reader is a death note user (it’s a bit of a plot contrivance tbh), also there’s a bit of smut (just a glimpse into what bb might be into), it’s the very last part and there’s a warning ahead too - can be interpreted as either dom! or sub! reader.

wordcount: ~2.500

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘆𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲:

𓆩†𓆪 now, at first I think it’s good to look at what BBs life has been like to see what traits he might prefer in his darling

𓆩†𓆪 BB sees the date of everyone else’s death - and their names too, and he is able to do so without having done the shinigami eye deal, since he somehow possesses this ability since he was born.

𓆩†𓆪 also, it appears that he sees the date not in the weird shinigami numeric system; but in a way that humans can understand too -> I don’t think that the novel explains exactly how this is done, but he is constantly aware of when the people around him are destined to die

𓆩†𓆪 so, he has lived his life with the constant reminder of the inevitably of death. Quite obviously, that does something to a person.

𓆩†𓆪 he has also lost both his parents - in quite brutal ways (his mom died in a train crash and his father was murdered by a thug)

𓆩†𓆪 i think it’s relatively certain to say that he thinks of people as expendable. they’re going to die anyway; why try to build meaningful connections? the date of their deaths is constantly there. he even toys with different ways of killing people, trying new methods:

𓆩†𓆪 as a result, i believe that for him to be seriously interested in someone, they would need to not be “marked” with a date of death only visible to him; thus, providing him with something that he is not used to.

𓆩†𓆪 so, most likely, a death note user *

𓆩†𓆪 he will perhaps feel a connection to his darling: just like with him, their date of death is uncertain - since he’s not able to see the date of his own death either:

𓆩†𓆪 also, and that’s more of a reason for him to really be intrigued; perhaps he might feel slightly bested by his darling -> they have broken out of the mould, so to speak, he perhaps can’t see them as inherently disposable as he sees almost all other humans. and the novel makes it quite clear that BB does not like to feel bested by anyone.

𓆩†𓆪 so, his darling must probably be a death note user, therefore he can’t see their life span and this intrigues him.

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀:

𓆩†𓆪 BBs intelligence rivals that of Ls, and he also seems to know very little morals. sure, he only kills individuals in the moment that they were set to die in regardless - but I don’t think that that’s anything to do with morals, it’s just because he can’t kill them at an earlier time than the exact date of death that he is shown - if he tried, he would not succeed.

𓆩†𓆪 safe to say, he probably spends some time stalking you, most likely also hiding cameras in your place, and he feels absolutely no apprehension about doing so -> at first, he only wants to make out just why he isn’t able to see your date of death.

𓆩†𓆪 but, I think it’s likely it’s during that time that he catches feelings for you.

𓆩†𓆪 at first, it’s probably because he isn’t certain when you’ll die - so he’s constantly wondering if you’re still alive. ergo, you’re constantly on his mind.

𓆩†𓆪 he might also fall for you because the unknown date of your passing might convince him that you’re the one person who’s date of death he can influence

𓆩†𓆪 remember, he has no idea that what he has are the shinigami eyes/how exactly they work - he just knows that he’s somehow able to see everyone’s name and their date of death.

𓆩†𓆪 well, everyone’s death date except yours

𓆩†𓆪 it wouldn’t surprise me if he somehow believes himself to be some kind of shinigami - or at least, something of another otherworldly being. the novel supports this too:

𓆩†𓆪 so, he probably becomes convinced that you’re some kind of otherworldly creature too; he finds a weird kinship between himself and his darling. maybe he even recognises this as some kind of “love” -> you’re the only thing that comes close to being his equal, so he must know more - either to eliminate his possible competition or to finally have something more worthwhile.

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴:

𓆩†𓆪 BB is a master of deception. he probably stalks you until he finds out just what you like in a partner; and then, meticulously, puts on a persona that matches your exact fantasy.

𓆩†𓆪 we’ve seen that he is very, very good at make up - and he’s definitely willing to give 100% if it means making you fall for him.

𓆩†𓆪 he’ll probably approach you whilst he’s in this persona, and woo you off your feet.

𓆩†𓆪 i think that for a few months, he just continues playing this persona.

𓆩†𓆪 he probably tells himself that he’s just doing this to find out just why he’s unable to see your remaining life span - although he might have caught some feelings too.

𓆩†𓆪 i believe that because BB fundamentally sees himself as other than human - not necessarily less than; but somehow above - he is uncertain about his own feelings.

𓆩†𓆪 perhaps he is uncertain about feeling “love” since he sees it as such a typical “human” emotion - or since he’s rather used to constantly putting on an act, for a while, he might believe that he is just really invested in the act.

𓆩†𓆪 i feel that he takes a long, long time until he classifies his feelings as “love”, if he ever does so at all.

𓆩†𓆪 the act that he portrays probably stops once he finds out about the death note -> which he most certainly will, either through snooping around or by getting you to trust him.

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀:

𓆩†𓆪 as soon as he finds out about your death note, things will probably change quite dramatically.

𓆩†𓆪 for simplicity’s sake i’m assuming that the death note got into his darling’s hands when a careless shinigami dropped it as they died whilst stalking a victim; perhaps some other shinigami would jump in and explain the rules/the shinigami eye deal to them, only to then fuck off back to the shinigami realm when you don’t show any interest in the eye deal **

𓆩†𓆪 whether you don’t really use the death note at all (except once in the beginning to see whether or not it’s legit) or if you even use it on a larger scale like Light did: BB is probably going to see your “divine power” as further proof that you are his equal in some capacity

𓆩†𓆪 if you are not as super-intelligent and manipulative as he is, he will definitely trick you in some way. this is the part where he sees you as less than him; he knows how manipulative he can be, and he won’t relent until he has you where he wants you.

𓆩†𓆪 once he truly realises how rare you are, he will be determined to never let you leave his sight

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁:

𓆩†𓆪 he’s probably going to take your death note away in some way. he will probably hide it; somewhere quite far away. he’s too worried about you possibly hurting him with it; and that just wouldn’t do.

𓆩†𓆪 it wouldn’t surprise me if he would experiment with it; try to find out its limits - and then promptly disregard it when he finds it uninteresting.

𓆩†𓆪 i think that he would still be interested in you, however. he might deny it, but in the time of him pretending to be your partner, you have grown on him.

𓆩†𓆪 he would probably keep you in a big, nice house, far away from civilisation. he would probably keep you chained to the ground, by using a big long chain; and he’ll be around you as often as possible. no contact with the outside world for you.

𓆩†𓆪 he probably also immediately drops the act of the “perfect boyfriend” that he was playing for you in the months prior; he would probably be delighted to see that shocked expression on your face as you see just how much he has manipulated you

𓆩†𓆪 he is constantly thinking about the possibility of your death; since he’s not sure of when it’s going to happen, he knows that it could come every minute.

𓆩†𓆪 he might play with the thought of having you forfeit ownership of your death note; just so he can see when you’ll die - but he’ll never end up doing it, because then you’d be as boring as the rest.

𓆩†𓆪 assuming that you know of all the rules - and he’ll make you tell him - he’ll probably make you touch it once a year, just to make sure that you stay as its user; so that your remaining life span remains invisible to him.

𓆩†𓆪 truly, a big part of why he keeps you with him is because he likes the mystery aspect of you.

𓆩†𓆪 he’s basically like a child who just found a new, especially unpredictable toy.

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺:

𓆩†𓆪 as i said before; he’s making sure that you have no way of contacting anyone. so, you’ll watch TV, but anything like the internet or anything is definitely off-limits

𓆩†𓆪 with how much he revels in being in control; even long-term “good behaviour” will never sway his mind

𓆩†𓆪 i think that during the first few weeks of being forced to live with him, he would keep his distance - just awkwardly stare at you from across the room like you’re a particularly fascinating painting

𓆩†𓆪 when you tell him to fuck off, he just laughs and says “you had no problem loving me before”; no matter that the version of him that you loved was just an act.

𓆩†𓆪 however, i don’t think that he would hurt you (physically). not really because he is concerned about how you feel (at least, that’s what he tells himself), but rather because he doesn’t know when you’ll die. and by hurting you, to him, there’s the possibility of him causing your death - and then he’ll be ‘alone’ again.

𓆩†𓆪 he probably also has no problem with indulging you in anything that you ask for (as long as you can’t use it to escape, of course) - whatever hobbies you have, he’ll try to make it possible for you take part in them.

𓆩†𓆪 he will still watch you, however. just sit down and stare at you.

𓆩†𓆪 in the first few weeks of you being kidnapped by him, he probably won’t even touch you; this traces back to how he thinks of himself, as other in some way - and physical affection is a very “human” thing to him.

𓆩†𓆪 at some point, however, the damm slowly breaks; perhaps you (spurred on by weeks of extreme social isolation) accidentally touch his arm or something, and he notices the sense of calm that comes with your touch. he justifies this feeling due to how he sees you - on the same level as him.

𓆩†𓆪 from that point on, he’s constantly touching you; one hand on your thigh; hugging you, holding your hand. he often presses his index and middle fingers against your pulse points - he likes the assurance that you’re still alive.

𓆩†𓆪 he will also want to share his bed with you

𓆩†𓆪 sleeping next to him is… an experience. he will cling to you; oftentimes you can’t even move. he is strangely vulnerable during the evening hours, too…

𓆩†𓆪 he probably likes laying his head down on your chest whilst he is laying down on top of you - he enjoys being able to hear your heartbeat as he falls asleep.

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺 (𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄):

𓆩†𓆪 he will never force himself on you or anything like that. this is in the same vein as the fact that he won’t hurt you - you’re his equal, at least when it comes to your non-visible lifespan.

𓆩†𓆪 he has a rather moderate libido. if you don’t want to indulge in any… intimate activities with him, then he will have no problem just jerking off. he probably will use photos of you (whether they’re more on the ‘seductive’ side or not) to get him going, however.

𓆩†𓆪 in the case that you do want to fuck him: i think that he is willing to go along with whatever you want to do.

𓆩†𓆪 he is a switch; he will go along with what you want.

𓆩†𓆪 i feel like this part of the headcanon is a good time to bring up that quote:

𓆩†𓆪 first of all, i don’t think that that’s how he really feels. yes, i know that i’m inherently biassed because i only write dom!reader, but i can - hopefully convincingly - back my thoughts up.

𓆩†𓆪 BB is pretending to be L here; imitating him - and i feel like he is also kinda making fun of him. he does consider him a challenge, to say the least.

𓆩†𓆪 so, it’s probably safe to say that he’s not telling the truth.

𓆩†𓆪 he does revel in your attention; and if you’re going to pay him attention, then you might as well make him feel extra good.

𓆩†𓆪 still, he’s mainly vanilla, nothing too wild, just… tell him that you like him, that you appreciate him.

𓆩†𓆪 he’s going to go absolutely insane if you tell him that he’s smart, however. praise his intelligence, what a genius he is… then he’s truly happy.

*sadly, I am not 100% certain if he really would be unable to see the lifespan of a death note user, since he himself is not one. yet, he has the eyes. therefore, i would say that it’s somewhat ambiguous. i just decided to assume that he wouldn’t be able to in hopes of making these headcanons a bit more interesting.

**since the shinigami die when they no longer have any stolen years left, i assume that such a thing could happen if a shinigami were to be in a haste to write down more names due to them being minutes away from dying. i don’t know how realistic such a scenario is, but i hope you can overlook that in this case :)

thank you for reading! check out my masterlist for more ❤️

[frogwithgun]

I'm backkkkkk!

Mental health has been at an all time low! Yay!

But we thug it out fr 💪🏻

Anyways he's some satosugu!

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Geto stares at his phone in excitement. Rare where the days when Gojo could have days off. Even rarer were the days when they could spend those days off alone together.

So he was ecstatic when Gojo decided to take him on a date.

Even more so when he realized what he was doing.

Recreating their first date.

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2006

A younger Geto and Gojo are talking to each other happily. With Gojo being still for once. And Geto who could not stop fidigiting. God he felt so, different. Usually it was Gojo who was constantly moving. But he found himself playing with his bangs over and over.

Fixing his selves. Fixing his pants. God he couldn't stop. And meanwhile Gojo was preventing himself from making any dumb jokes.

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Present day

"You remember this theater? God those workers were so done with us." Gojo laughed and Geto nodded. A happy smile on his face. He could almost see a ghost version of the both of them. Both bright red and smiling at each other.

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure she just wanted to go home." Geto said. Gojo smiled and kissed him on the check. "She just couldn't handle being so single and seeing us so happy."

Geto rolled his eyes and Gojo gave a small lovestruck smile.

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2006

"Ok so she was definitely judging us, right?" Gojo asked. Geto nodded and moved his bangs out of the way. "Oh for sure. I mean, just because she's unhappy doesn't mean we should be." Gojo cackled and nodded. "Exactly."

Hand in hand they walked to get some popcorn. And an obscene amount of candy. Courtesy of Gojo and his sweet tooth.

Geto may have been silently judging him for not getting any sour candies.

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Present day

Geto sighed and crossed his arms. "Really Satoru?" The white haired man looked down at his arms full of multiple kinds of candy. "You're right." Geto smiled thinking he was going to put it away. "I should get more!" "No."

Geto swears that sometimes it's like dating a child. But he loves the man nonetheless. So he just smiles and rolls his eyes as Gojo pouts and attempts to convince him. "Still no, Satoru." He groans loudly and puts the candies back.

"Just say you want a divorce at this point." He mutters. "What was that?" "Nothing!"

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2006

As the date went on they got more comfortable. To the dismay of everyone else.

They were sat in the dark theater eyes glued to the screen and watching the movie with fascination. At least, Geto was. Gojo was to busy staring at Geto to even care about the movie.

"You're so pretty Suguru." Geto looked over at Gojo with a look of slight surprise. Then he smiled and looked away. "Noooo." Whined Gojo. "I want to see your eyes." Geto blushed and looked back at him. And Gojo happily smiled.

And everyone else in the theater didn't dare say anything. Not wanting to deal with the arrogant teen.

Besides they already tried. Gojo just ignored them.

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Present day

The movie was almost exactly as Geto remembered it. He just couldn't remember if that plot twist had really happened the first time. Gojo on th other had didn't remember the movie at all. Still to focused on Geto to remember.

Geto sighed and looked at Gojo. Just like the first time. He thought to himself. But he didn't mind. He rather liked it. "Pay attention to the movie Satoru." He whispered. Gojo smiled and shrugged. "Nah, I think I'm good."

Some things just never change. No matter how many years pass.

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Ok! I am so sorry it took me so long to get another story out. I have really been on the brink of mental breakdowns tbh. But it's ok! We are back baby!

Hope you enjoy this while I keep on revising part three of that modern AU

As always love you guys! 💚

[soleminisanction]

Since Jason has a lot of conservative talking points, like his war on drugs or punitive justice, I wanna see a fic that explores that in relation to Tim coming out. Let Jason respond negatively, let it drive a wedge between him and the rest of his family, and ultimately be the cause of Jason looking at his own beliefs critically. Let that be a huge part of his redemption arc. Meanwhile lmao Tim doesn't really care except Bruce and Dick are fussing and take him out to a baseball game.

I could see that being interesting with the right writer, though TBH if Jason was written to respond negatively, I feel like it would be less about "conservative talking points" for him, in a political sense, and more from a more nebulous social sort of toxic masculinity -- y'know, that thing straight people do where they learn you're same-sex attracted in some way and they start immediately assuming you're attracted to them specifically, that you're going to hit on them or oggle them in the changing room or whatever.

That feels a little more in line with Jason as a character in terms of potential flaws that could then get a negative response from the rest of the family and provoke a change of heart. The way he gets written reminds me a lot of the libertarians I've known in Texas and Alaska who don't care who you fuck but think it's their god-given right to rig their property with land mines and shoot anyone who looks at them funny.

Nah, the character who tends to get written with full conservative political talking points, on top of a canon personality with some pretty blatant heteronormative baises that mean she really should've responded more negatively than she was written to, is Steph. Little miss "I need to defend the suburbs from the invasion of inner-city Black thugs gangsters with guns" who rants about how much she hates Bill Clinton and thinks the guy who's very obviously trying to jump her like a poorly-trained dog in her Batgirl run is clearly dating the female friend he called a bitch in his first line of dialogue, right up until she sees him hug an unnamed male friend, at which point she (or at least her audience) apparently? decided he was gay??? despite the fact that he spends the rest of the series making sad puppy dog eyes anytime she shows another man affection.

That's not even getting into all the times she accused Tim of cheating on her at the drop of a hat...

(Yes, I'm still salty about the Tim Drake Pride Special bullying Tim into outing himself to Steph to soothe her delicate ego and let her play the ~perfectest most supportive widdle ally who ever lived~. I don't blame Fitzmartin for it at all but fuck that shit.)

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

Idk if I did this but when I think of Bitterweet I think of how Seth was so shocked that both Boo ad Alphonse were willing to help him.

Like, Seth sees Alphonse as the sun bc he's done so much for him and continues to do so. With Seth wondering why Alphonse is still even giving two shits about him. I mean he has a partner who loves and helped him become better. The same partner that even went to him to get both sides. Along with connecting them again, stronger this time.

He can't even wrap his head around Boo even helping an ex of Al's. But they're so understanding of how he is, they're not shy of showing affection to him. Sure they give him space but if he gives affection they return it. Or how they told him that Alphonse was 'ignoring' him was bc he didn't want to come off as pushy since Seth was beaten by some thugs. Along with Seth getting use to being around two people who actually care about him.

That took him in when it was snowing and his feet were blistered. How Alphonse patched him up, and Boo rushed over as soon as they gotten the call from Alphonse. Who stayed over and baked not wanting to let Seth out of their sight. Even keeping secrets for Seth since they wanted to show Boo can be trusted.

idk where I'm going with this I just had to write this down tbh. Might do one on Charlie next >:3c

[cambrioleur]

Random observations on this season (updating)

(SPOILERS, OBVIOUSLY)

Episode 1

I don't think we've ever seen Assane do a genuine fourth-wall break before

OK so Claire has a last name now

Assane really expected that he could just show up and Claire would just fall at his feet

I'm surprised Benjamin is just allowed to continue working at his shop

This feels better-edited than Parts 1 & 2

Name a more iconic duo than Belkacem and failing constantly (she really doesn't listen, does she)

Episode 2

Philippe Courbet sighting

NEVER invite Guédira to a funeral lmaooo

Hang on I'm just now realizing that Juliette is at this funeral, too (she's standing in the second row behind Benjamin and Claire and honestly doesn't seem too upset about Assane's "death")

I like how in the flashback Babakar tells Assane that he reminds him of his mother and then it turns out she was a criminal

This seems to be around the time of Raoul's birthday again; he really can't catch a break on that

Episode 3

New shipping war just dropped: Guédira/Belkacem vs Guédira/Fleur

That bit where Claire was outright begging Benjamin to tell her Assane was alive and he couldn't...that was sad

But then it was followed by Benjamin doing the "uhh my FRIEND just died" act with Belkacem which was funny

This gang of thugs is trying a little too hard tbh

Assane's disguise in this episode is fucking terrible lol

The basketball coach disguise, on the other hand, is the only time I've genuinely thought he wasn't recognizable

Episode 4

Ironically that coach persona is probably the best parenting Assane has ever done

Claire? Doing things that are vaguely cool?? That feels illegal. Also, she looked so proud of herself for swiping that book, lol

Betraying Benjamin was certainly...a choice on Assane's part ("everyone disliked that")

This episode is going to devastate the show's Tumblr fandom

Episode 5

Assane trolling the shit out of Guédira will never not be funny

These 1998 flashbacks are pretty dark actually

Honestly the way Claire got that reveal out of Benjamin was very well-played on her part

Guédira out here looking like present-day Ringo Starr with that disguise

Aww look at Assane playing the matchmaker for Guédira and Belkacem, heh heh

This is easily one of the funniest episodes

Except Benjamin is straight up not having a good time -- it looks like he got beaten up in prison

Episode 6

Actually, now that I'm thinking about it, I'm not totally sure Benjamin knows that Assane betrayed him. It's possible he just thinks that he fucked up with the bracelet and then missed a cue in the maze

"Pasta with ketchup" jesus fucking christ Claire that sounds horrendous (although I'm guessing the only reason they did that was because of the ketchup-bottle reveal)

Assane really has Claire's number because he's now seduced her twice under two different identities

IDK whether or not Raoul has figured out that the coach is his dad but it's funny that he still seemed to be shipping it either way

It's nice that we get to see Claire's more playful side in this season, like her messing with Assane by acting really flirty with "Alex" after she realizes they're the same person

INCREDIBLE casting for the younger and older versions of Keller tbh; they easily look like they could be the same person

Episode 7

What a nice family reunion...it would be a shame if something happened to it...

The flashbacks are significantly darker than the present timeline this time around

Guédira finally got to arrest Assane, good for him!

The scene at the train station with the letter from Assane to Claire sort of reminds me of the ending to A Tale of Two Cities, which I had to read for AP prep a while back

Oh look, Hubert Pellegrini is back

So they're CLEARLY setting up another season with this ending

The choice of people to show on the montage there was interesting, lol

I could see a Juliette antagonist arc happening tbh

Maybe Assane's mom isn't all she seems either

And what about Benjamin? If he turns against Assane the viewers are going to lose their minds

[doberbutts]

OK so I keep getting asks asking me for an update on my music adventure I started before the new year and, based on your suggestions and also people I already had on my playlist:

[obligatory disclaimer: some of these artists I have already deleted because I'm mad about their non-musical actions, others have followed me since childhood, and some I had well before I knew they were black or had black members in the band]

Alex Boye - black, kinda everything but the ones I have are pop - already had

Alicia Keys - black, r&b/soul - already had

Allison Russell - black, pop - still deciding

Amaare - black, r&b/soul/afropop - still deciding

Amythyst Kiah - black, folk/alt-rock/blues - still deciding

Angel Haze - black, rap/hip-hop - still deciding

Angeline Morrison - black, alt/folk/indie - still deciding

Anjimile - black, alt/folk/indie - still deciding

Anna Field - black, alt/folk/indie - still deciding

Arlo Parks - black, indie/pop/folk/r&b - still deciding

Ben Harper - black, raggae/alt/indie - still deciding

Beyonce - black, pop/r&b/soul - already had

Birds of Chicago - black (wife, married), folk - still deciding

Black Eyed Peas - black (mostly), alt/r&b/pop-rap/EDM - already had

Blanco Brown - black, country/hip-hop - already had

BOB - black, rap/hip-hop - already had

Bone Thugs N Harmony - black, hip-hop/rap - already had

Brittany Howard - black, alt/indie - still deciding

Candi Staton - black, r&b/soul/pop - deleted, this is more my dad's music than mine tbh

Carolina Chocolate Drops - black, pop/folk - not exactly what I was looking for but I like it

Cee Lo Green - black, r&b/soul/hip-hop/EDM - already had

Chris Brown - black, rap/r&b/hip-hop - already had, deleted long ago after he beat the shit out of Rihanna and then released Fine China, but I do like the sound even if the guy singing it is a piece of shit

Ciara - black, r&b/soul/pop/EDM - already had

Clipping. - mostly nb (black rapper), hip-hop/rap/EDM - deleted immediately, this is way too far into the Just Noise territory and several songs give me a headache

Damita - black, gospel - already had

David Jordan - black, metal/pop - already had

Dead South - mostly nb (black cellist), folk/bluegrass - already had

DEATH - black, proto-punk - honestly debating deleting, not a huge fan

Death Grips - mostly nb (black rapper), hip-hop/rap - same problem as clipping, too far into Just Noise and deleted immediately

Destorm - black, EDM/pop/hip-hop/rap - already had

Devil and the Deep Blue Sea - mostly nb (black vocals), jazz/funk - still deciding

DJ Casper - black, EDM/hip-hop/rap - already had because cha cha slide

DJ Mehdi - black, EDM - still deciding

Fall Out Boy - mostly nb (black bassist), alt/indie/pop-punk/pop-rock (collabs) - already had

Fatoumata Diawara - black, folk/afro-pop/blues - liked her in Gorillaz collab, still deciding for her by herself

Flowerovlove - black, pop/indie/trap - still deciding but mostly favorable

Flying Lotus - black, EDM - still deciding

Gary Clark Jr - black, blues/raggae/r&b/hip-hop/soul - not exactly what I wanted but favorable

Genesis Owusu - black, punk/rap/hip-hop - also not really what I wanted but favorable

Gloria Gaynor - black, r&b/soul/disco - already had because I will survive

Iniko - black , alt/soul/EDM - still deciding

Iyaz - black, raggae/pop/r&b - already had

Jackson5 - black, r&b/pop/soul/disco - already had

Jake Blount - black, blues/folk - still deciding

Janelle Monae - black, soul/r&b/EDM - incredibly favorable, probably keeping

Jason Derulo - black, pop/r&b - already had

Jordin Sparks - black, r&b/soul/pop - already had

Joy Oladokun - black, pop/folk/r&b/rock - still deciding

JP Cooper - black, alt-rock/soul/house - still deciding

Kaia Kater - black, indie/folk - still deciding

Kanye West - black, rap/r&b/hip-hop - already had because he has a handful of Christian songs my dad likes, deleted long ago because it's Kanye.

Kid Cudi - black, EDM/hip-hop/rap - already had

Laxcity - black, EDM/lo-fi - still deciding but incredibly favorable

Lil Jon - black, hip-hop/rap/crunk - already had because get low

Lil Nas X - black, hip-hop/pop rap/country - already had

Lizzie No - black, folk/blues/country - still deciding

LMFAO - black, EDM/hip-hop - already had

Lou Bega - black, mambo/hip-hop/ska - already had because mambo no. 5

LustSickPuppy - black, rap/EDM - deleted, immediate dislike

Magnolia Park - black (mixed group), pop-punk/alt-rock - THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR!!!!!!! Whoever suggested it, thank you!!!!!!!!

Mangodog - black, pop - still deciding

Maroon5 - mostly nb (black keyboardist), pop-rock/soft-rock - already had

Mavis Staples - black, r&b/soul/folk - still deciding

Me'shell Ndegeocello - black, soul/jazz/hip-hop/raggae - again this is mostly Dad Music and not Jaz Music so it was deleted

Michael Franti - black, hip-hop/raggae/jazz/folk - already had a few because I love his sound and didn't realize he was black, whoever recommended him thank you for the new info

Michael Jackson - black, pop/soul/r&b/rock/disco - already had , it's also Dad Music but it's fun

MikeQ - black, EDM - still deciding

MNEK - black, EDM/pop - THIS IS ALSO EXACTLY WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR!!!!!!!!

Mon Rovia - black, folk/r&b/soul - still deciding

Morcheeba - mostly nb (black vocalist), hip-hop/rock/folk - deleted, Dad Music

Moses Sumney - black, soul/jazz/alt/indie - still deciding

Nelly - black, hip-hop/rap - already had

Nicki Minaj - black, pop/hip-hop/rap - already had

Nico & Vinz - black, pop/pop-rock - already had

Nightmares On Wax - black, hip-hop/techno - still deciding but highly favorable

Nova Twins - black, alt-rock/punk/nu-metal - deleted, Just Noise

P. Diddy - black, hip-hop/rap - already had, I'm aware of Diddy's deeds however they sang this version of I'll Be Missing You at my grandfather's funeral and it makes me think of him and cry

Plain White T's - mostly nb (black drummer), alt-rock/indie - already had

POD - mostly nb (black guitarist), Christian nu-metal - already had

Pussycat Dolls - mostly nb (black vocalist), pop - already had

Queen Omega - black, reggae - deleted, not my genre. sorry Odie, she doesn't stray far enough into the genres I do like for me to hold much interest

R Kelly - black, r&b/soul/hip-hop/rap - already had, literally the same thing as Diddy I Believe I Can Fly was played at my grandfather's funeral so I've held onto it

Rhiannon Giddens - black, folk/country - still deciding

Rihanna - black, pop/EDM/hip-hop/reggae/r&b - already had

Rusted Root - mostly nb (one black member) , rock - already had

Santigold - black, EDM/hip-hop - EXTREMELY favorable, very very close to what I was looking for

Shannon Funchess - black, alt/EDM/punk - still deciding

Straight No Chaser - mostly nb (black vocalist) - already had, it's an acapella group that did parody mashups of christmas songs that I find hilarious year after year

Stromae - black, hip-hop/EDM - EXTREMELY favorable, very very close to what I was looking for

Sunny War - black, folk/punk/pop - still deciding

Tanerelle - black, r&b/soul/pop - still deciding

Tank and the Bangas - mostly black, soul/hip-hop - not really my genre but I like it well enough

Teebs - black, EDM - still deciding

The Weeknd - black, alt-r&b/pop/EDM - it's weird bc I either hate the song or I really like it with no in-between so far

Thurston Harris - black, r&b/soul/rock - already had

TLC - black, r&b/hip-hop/pop - already had

Todrick Hall - black, r&b/pop/hip-hop - already had - this particular song of his (Beauty and the Beat) re-opened my relationship with one of my black aunts so I kept it

Toro Y Moi - black, EDM/pop/indie-rock/hip-hop - still deciding

Tray Wellington - black, folk/jazz/blues - still deciding

Tricky - black, alt/indie/EDM - still deciding, but favorable

TV On The Radio - mostly black, pop-rock/indie-rock - still deciding, but favorable

Usher - black, hip-hop/r&b/rap - already had

Vagabon - black, EDM/indie-rock/pop - still deciding

Valerie June - black, folk/blues/gospel/soul/country - still deciding

WHOKILLEDXIX - duo with one black member, punk/rap/rock - I also either hate the song and delete it immediately or really like it with no in-between

Whole Wheat Bread - black, rock/punk/reggae/rap - still deciding but favorable

will.i.am - black, hip-hop/pop/EDM - EXTREMELY favorable

Witch Prophet - black, r&b/soul/jazz - still deciding

Wiz Khalifa - black, hip-hop/rap - already had

Yola - black, r&b/pop - this is also Dad Music but I like it and I think her voice is beautiful so I've kept it

[rinsoap]

˚ ༘ ♡⋆｡˚ ﾐ the big seijoh four's favourite artists!

✿²˖ ࣪ ➣ includes : oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei + hanamaki takahiro

note : sorry ive been inactive as hell w actual hcs or like. real works LMAOO i have been #depressed and #unmotivated LoL! anyways pls tell me u can see suna's influence on iwaizumi i hc that they r friends <33

oikawa tooru :

!!? KALI UCHIS STAN NEVER SPEAK 2 ME AGAIN. he LOVESSS her he is completely convinced isolation was specifically made to cater to him and his exact music taste delusional king fr!! and he gatekeeps her SO HARD like babes as much as i would like to be her top listener too, the 21,158,866 monthly listeners seem like they might be hard to beat 🤔

his favourite songs by kali uchis are :

tyrant - ft. jorgia smith on the isolation album.

i wish you roses (single).

loner on the por vida album.

!!? this artist is not a guilty pleasure no matter how many times he says he's sooo embarrassed he likes carly rae jepson. "omg stop don't tell people i like her that's humiliating omg stop i don't want people to know!!!!!!" he is a LIAR. he will publicly scream every single lyric to every single song she makes, IN FACT he will shamefully make tiktoks on public buses and shit, lip syncing to her songs on full volume (or at least he would if literally all of seijoh didn't tell him to shut the fuck up LMAO)

his favourite songs by carly rae jepson are :

call me maybe on the kiss album.

boy problems on the E•MO•TION album.

felt this way on the dedicated side b album.

!!? —✩⌗ HONORABLE SONG MENTIONS : good days by SZA. heart to heart by mac de marco. oh no! by marina and the diamonds. conceited by flo milli.

iwaizumi hajime :

!!? UGH ANOTHER AMAZING PERFECT TYLER THE CREATOR STAN. OOH I WANNA KISS ALL TYLER FANS ON THE HEAD I FREQUENTLY MAKE OUT W EVERY TYLER FAN EVER!! he's a very loyal listener, he knew him on vine bro like i said in pt 1, he introduced him to suna (while suna takes all the credit lol) he might even have a slight... fixation.. one might call it a.... crush.... but he will never admit it his ego is too big!!

his favourite songs by tyler the creator are :

A BOY IS A GUN on the IGOR album.

garden shed - ft. estelle on the flower boy album.

SWEET / I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DANCE - ft. brent faiyaz and fana hues on the CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST album.

!!? is it controversial to say he fucks w ice spice.. almost a little too much... he knows all the lyrics to munch which is def something he has in common with oikawa's music taste!!! like at this point they're like pavlov's dog, they are absolutely salivating every single time they hear "stop playin with em riot!"

his favourite songs by ice spice are :

bikini bottom (single).

princess diana on the like..? EP.

in ha mood (single).

!!?—✩⌗ HONORABLE SONG MENTIONS : she likes another boy by oscar lang. attention by new jeans. just a stranger by kali uchis and steve lacy. NASA by ariana grande.

matsukawa issei :

!!? unlike iwaizumi, he will admit his huge crush on brent faiyaz with his ENTIRE CHEST. brent faiyaz his love, his one and only (i am projecting!) <3 most of the content he consumes is brent faiyaz related tbh the algorithm knows him too well and before you ask the burning question on your mind, YES he did almost start a stan twitter in year one!!! makki will never let him live it down as if he didn't ACTUALLY start one for bruno mars..

his favourite songs by brent faiyaz are :

ADDICTIONS on the WASTELAND album.

what you heard (single) by sonder - technically still brent faiyaz.

talk 2 u on the sonder son album.

!!? he really should be ashamed he likes drake tbh. he physically could not compell himself to show anybody his spotify wrapped because almost all drake songs were in his top played. please never ever speak to him about the time he genuinely ugly cried to one dance. he will never elaborate and will probably go and sob to god's plan next.

his favourite songs by drake are :

way 2 sexy - ft. future and young thug on the certified lover boy album.

9 on the views album.

circo loco on the her loss album.

!!?—✩⌗ HONORABLE SONG MENTIONS : love is only a feeling by joey bada$$. small worlds by mac miller. awkward by SZA. finesse (remix) by bruno mars and cardi b.

hanamaki takahiro :

!!? ACTIVELY PUSHING THE MAKKI BRUNO MARS AGENDA!! fuck an evening with silk sonic he wants an evening with bruno 😭 all he is doing every day all day is praying bruno gets his heart broken again so he can drop another DELECTIBLE album!!!!! also him and iwa like to say that since makki is puerto rican and iwa is filipino, together they make one bruno mars <333 (this is a hc dont take it too srsly lol)

his favourite songs by bruno mars are :

that's what i like on the 24k magic album.

treasure on the unorthodox jukebox album.

after last night (with thunder cats & bootsy collins) on the an evening with silk sonic album.

!!? he is a dork and i am a dork soooo i'm gonna have to say he is a the living tombstone stan.... oikawa will go on full rants about how cringey 2020 was and how weird that video game animatronic type music is and he'll look over at makki and see the single tear roll down his face as he says he has no idea the music genre he's talking about 😭

his favourite songs by the living tombstone are :

my ordinary life (single).

drunk on the zero_one album.

jump up, super star! (single).

!!?—✩⌗ HONORABLE SONG MENTIONS : new person, same old mistakes by tame impala. your teeth in my neck by kali uchis. join us for a bite by JT music. ORANGE SODA by baby keem.