#sure as fuck ain't healthy though

[kindacreepy-kindaugly]

idk if I'm more scared that he's gonna get tired of this game (will happen) or that he's.....not faking (not likely).

[elainemorisi]

due to Circumstances, I now have a persimmon seedling and a quince tree, and I am pretty enthused about this

[mytheoristavenue]

How MHA Guys React to Fangirls

Summary: Dating a pro hero can be a challenge, especially one so handsome, with so many rabid fans.

Warnings: jealousy, fluff, gn!reader, very little angst

Katsuki Bakugo:

Bakugo has never been into having fans as he is just being all together admired. Not one for social interactions, he tends to clam up and become defensive when asked for an autograph, so when he's approached by a fangirl, he wants nothing to do with them. Especially if he's out with you, off duty. If one does happen to approach, and ignoring them doesn't do the trick, he'll make sure he's not their favorite hero anymore by the end of it.

"Do I look like I'm on duty to you? Can't you see I'm out with my partner or are you fucking blind? Piss off, I ain't signin' any damn autographs."

Izuku Midoriya:

Izuku totally understands how it feels to be a hopelessly obsessed fan, so he cuts his fans a lot of slack- sometimes too much. Though he rerfused to admit it at first, he has a lot of fangirls. and he's never the type to hurt someone's feelings on purpose, so he almost always stops for free autographs and photo ops. It can be sometimes frustrating how much of a people pleaser he can be, but rest assured, if he feels like you are getting too uncomfortable, or a fan is becoming too bold, he politely and swiftly ends the interaction.

"Hey, thanks for the support! I'd love to stay and chat, but it's actually my day off, so me and and my partner here are gonna move along. Hope to see you at the next event I attend, though!"

Tenya Iida:

Iida does truly enjoy interactions with his fanbase, but he considers that part of the job, and he's very strick about working off the clock. Because of this, he declines nearly every interaction if he's off duty. He absolutely has no tollerance for being flirted with, either, especially in front of you.

"I appreiciate your enthusiasm, but I and currently off duty and will not be indulging in fan interaction at this time! Please feel free to catch me anytime you see me in uniform! Good day!"

Shoto Todoroki:

Shoto doesn't beleive he has fans, genuinely. He can't quite wrap his head around having a fanbase, or being a fan of a celebrity in the first place, due to how he grew up. It tends to bewilder him when strangers approach him on the street wanting autographs, even more so when they try and put the moves on him. It just goes in one ear and out the other.

"You want an autograph? Why? Well, okay, I guess, but then we should get going. My partner and I are busy."

Eijiro Kirishima:

Kirishima tends to have a very healthy balance of pleasing fans and knowing when to say no. He loves giving out autographs, taking selfies, and giving hugs to all his fans. He especially loves interactions with child fans because it reminds him of how he idolized Crimson Riot, and he hopes to inspire someone like that too. He is, however, very aware when he's being flirted with or sexualized, and has no issue with promptly, albeit politely shutting it down.

"Alright, ladies, I understand someone as manly as me attracts a lot of attention, but my partner here is the only one I've got eyes for, and I ask that you please respect that."

Denki Kaminari:

Unfortunaely for you, Denki loves attention from fans, especially from his fangirls. He never turns down a signing or photo op, posing with girls however they want, even if it means something suggestive. To his credit, he will stop if you ask him to, but you still have to ask.

"Oh, what's that? Okay. Sorry ladies, we gotta run, but catch me at the next meet and greet!"

Hanta Sero:

Like Kirishima, Sero seems to have a pretty healthy mix of reactions. He loves his fans to death and would do most anything for them, especially kids. He lets his fangirls sexualize him to a small extent, knowing they probably don't totally realize he's a real person, but if they come to commenting on his body, or touching more than his shoulder, upper back, or elbows, he puts a stop to it.

"Now, that's enough, ladies. I appreiciate the admiration but even us celebrities have to set boundaries. It was nice meeting you, but it's actually my day off so me and my partner are gonna get, have a nice day!"

Minoru Mineta:

Like Denki, Mineta unfortunately lets his fangirls do whatever they want to him, short of carry him off. He actually does sometimes feel guilty for hurting your felings, however. He just doesn't realize how his flirting can affect you at times. He hopes you know that, even if he does flirt back, it's you who he truly loves!

"Awe, babe, I'm sorry! They don't even matter to me, I swear! It's you that I love, not some silly fangirl!"

Tokoyami Fumikage:

Tokoyami for the life of him does not know how to interact with his fans. He gets overwhelmed by crowds, but can usually handle interactions if they come one or two at a time. He typically caters to most requests, unless they happen to be personal questions, or something embarrassing. He doesn't like the idea of some fans being attracted to him, as he's only attracted to you, and he feels guilty beign someone's unrequited love. Due to this, he doesn't entertain any kind of flirting from any of his fans, no matter what gender.

"Sorry, I'm not comfrotable signing that for you, can you pick something else? My partner here is my only love, so it wouldn't be right of me to sign your photo with anything romantic."

Mezo Shoji:

It took a lot of convincing to get Shoji to understand that he had fans, let alone ones that were attracted to him. he's just not used to people other than you thinking of him that way, with his mutations and all. You actually had to show him all of the fan works of him online to get him to believe you. That being said, Shoji loves his fans, but he tends to get overwhelmed by the sheer number of them, and the fact that the can forget he's a person, not a character. In the past, he's had issues with fangirls stroking his muscles during photo ops, squeezing his pecks, and one even tried to yank his mask down. Luckily since then, he has learned how to manage fan interactions much better.

"Hey, don't do that. I'm a person, just like you, please treat me how you'd want to be treated. And don't disrespect my partner by tyring something inappropriate right in front of them."

Mashiroa Ojiro:

Like Shoji, Ojiro had a hard time accepting he had fans, but took much less convincing on your part. What he really struggled with was coming to terms with some of his fans liking him romantically. He doesn't typically turn away fan interactions, even on his days off, but he does cut them shorter that he would if he were working. If someone tries anything inappropriate, he ends the interaction right there.

"Sorry, I don't appreciate what you just did. Besides, it's my day off and I'd like to spend it with my partner here. I forgive you though, and hope to see you again at a meet and greet in the future!"

Tamaki Amajiki:

Tamaki appreciates the thought of having fans, and when standing intront of a cheering crowd, he can soemtiems handle it, but he really hates fan interactions. He never knows how to handle them, and many end up with him just nervously standing by while a stranger takes pictures with him, many times without his permission. Many times, you have to step up from him and ask the person politely to move along, which he always appreiciates.

"T-Thanks, babe... They were making me really uncomfortable but I didn't wanna hurt their feelings..."

[hells-dragon]

Teddy Bear

Logan Howlett x Fem Reader

I am so obsessed with this man, and there is nothing healthy about it. 🫠

I haven't really written anything in a while. This is also my first time writing for Logan at all. I tried to write for the Deadpool 3 version of him (as I'm obsessed with this one the most), but it might be a little bit ooc 🩷

Logan had just got back from a mission with Wade. Wade burst through the door calling dibs on the shower first. Logan rolls his eyes slightly before plopping down on the couch next to you, pulling you into his lap.

“Hey baby, I take it the mission went well.” You ask placing your bookmark in the book you were just reading before gently chucking it on the coffee table.

“Hey bub, it went alright. Did what we went to do”

“That's great. I made some food earlier if you're hungry. It's not much just a chicken ricey thing my mom used to make for me. It's sort of become a comfort food in a way.”

Logan's eyebrows knitted in confusion “you doing ok darlin?”

“Oh yeah I'm good, don't worry. I was just missing you as well as being a bit bored earlier so I made food.”

“As long as you're ok” he says before kissing your forehead.

“How you doin' Lo?”

“I'm alright sweetheart. Waiting for that shithead to get the fuck out the shower.”

You chuckle softly. “I love when you act like a grumpy teddy bear”

“The fuck you talkin about?”

"Well for starters you are grumpy 99% of the time as well as being very cuddly like a teddy and what can I say. Grumpy old men that are secretly soft teddy bears are my weakness." Tapping his nose softly with your finger.

Logan lets out a huff "I ain't a fuckin teddy bear bub."

"Sure you are." Cupping his cheek, "you're my old man bear."

Logan rolled his eyes, scoffing in a whatever kinda way, before leaning a little into your hand.

A couple minutes go by, and Logan asks after standing up, still holding you. You wrap yourself around him even though you know he won't drop you “Ok I'm gonna get a fuckin drink. You want one?”

“Sure thing Lo.”

[malereadermaniac]

Boyfriend(s) ~ Bakugo x Male Reader

Both you and Bakugo are in the same class at UA - aged up to be in your 20's Inspired by boyfriend - Ariana Grande word count: 1.4k m!reader (no genitalia mentioned) / FDNI Mostly sfw with reference to nsfw

'Cause I know we be so complicated, But we be so smitten, it's crazy...

It was obvious to everyone that the two of you were literally wrapped around each other's pinky fingers, but no-one understood why you two wouldn't just get together already!

Katsuki was very evidently nicer to you than to others, holding himself back from insulting you and preferring to tease you instead. He'd also clearly go out of his way to ensure that the two of your 'randomly' ended up spending time together; whether that be by making sure you two were partnered up for training or by hanging out in room you like to spend time in

He really likes you. Katsuki can't put a finger on why, maybe it's the way you manage to keep up with him in training, or the way that you hold his face so softly to look up at you as you clean his face with a damp cloth after he gets roughed-up; either way, the man lives to be near to you

On the other hand, you were also clearly infatuated with the blonde, 'sneaking' looks at him whenever you could and always rambling about your aggressive classmate to your friends

The clear infatuation with each other didn't entirely make your relationship perfect though, as Katsuki's way of dealing with his emotions is anything but healthy; which has resulted in pleanty of little fights between the two of you, but none that weren't fixed with a little hate-sex

Your relationship with the man is complicated to say the least, but fuck you two can't deny that even just being in each other's presence doesn't up your heart rates

You ain't my boyfriend, And I ain't your boyfriend...

What people didn't know though, was that you and Katsuki were already acting on those obvious feelings - just not all the way!

As already mentioned the two of you go crazy in the sheets after an argument, but also just after spending more than half an hour together (usually because your touches on Bakugo resulting in him popping a boner)

But it doesn't go any further than that.

Sure, you and the blonde would spend entire nights - staying up past Katsuki's strict sleep schedule - just to make out in each other's arms, or fuck feverishly as you mark each other and kiss; but that was as far as your relationship really went

The muscular man hadn't sorted through his feelings enough to ask you out, and you were too scared to in case you and the explosive man were nothing more than sex for each other

But the two of you were happy for now, sleeping with your limbs intertwined, sharing passionate kisses and spending time together whenever you could really

all that was missing was the label of 'boyfriends', and you could live with that

But god damn did Katsuki catch himself fantasising a little too much about taking you out on dates, PDA with you, or even marrying you! He was absolutely smitten, you were the first thing he'd think about after waking up and the last thing he thought about as he went to sleep

And even though you two weren't dating, you could still feel the blonde try

Random gifts turning up on your desk with vaguely familiar handwriting, his muscular arm just a little tighter around your waist as his spoons you to sleep, and hand-holding when he was absolutely sure no-one was watching

But you don't want me to see nobody else, And I don't want you to see nobody

Now, while the two of you were missing the label, that doesn't mean that Katsuki didn't treat your relationship as exclusive... Which, knowing the blonde's temper, has lead to plenty of jealousy issues and ugly scenarios

It really didn't help that you were one of the most good looking guys at UA; you had the eyes of many guys and girls from all years on you!

Anytime the blonde would see someone try to chat you up or even confess to you, he would light up - literally, the man would start to sweat and his palms would start to combust

But figuratively, Katsuki would explode in anger; which would either lead to some really great angry sex, or the man would storm up to the person you're talking to, which never ended well...

The man has been lectured by so many teachers for starting quirk-fights in the middle of the day just for seeing a guy talk to you - his argument saying that he could 'see them undress you in their mind'

But when Katsuki feels less challenged by whoever is hitting on you (which is usually either a girl or Deku), he will just interrupt with an arm slinged round your shoulder and an evil lookin smirk on his sexy face

What makes up for the muscular blonde's jealous outbursts is how he talks to you after; getting you up against a wall or below him on the bed, your cheek in his rough palm as Katsuki either looks down at you or kisses your neck whilst mumbling about how 'your his' and how 'they don't deserve you' - damn it he was so sexy like this!

Oh and just because Katsuki gets jealous that doesn't mean that you don't too!

Anytime you'd see a girl hit on the hero you would sour in your mood; resulting in Katsuki having to pry out why you were mad at him, which ends up giving the blonde an ego boost when he hears you got jealous

Or sometimes you do intervene, sliding an arm around the man's slutty, muscular waist and interrupting whoever was talking with an 'Katsuuu... I'm bored, wanna go back to my room?' - that usually shuts up whoever was talking to him

You're also quite fond of marking your attractive classmate, leaving hickey's on his neck, lovebites on his huge shoulder's and plenty of scratch marks down his muscular back

And that goes for Bakugo too, the man gets so turned on when he sees the pretty purple marks which litter your neck and body - his possessive side getting stroked so nicely

Even though you ain't mine, I promise the way we fight make me honestly feel like we just in love

Back to your kinda common fights with the man, they're usually triggered by one of two things: Katsuki being a dick, or you not giving him enough attention (Katsuki being a dick)

If you catch the blonde giving anyone a hard time (especially Deku) you will tell him to shut up and then go OFF on him once the two of you are alone

This always ends up in a shouting match between you two, Katsuki's argument usually being 'oh so you give a shit about them??' and your counter argument being 'yes i have basic empathy'

These arguments almost always end up in make-up sex after Katsuki crawls back to you with an apology - and you have seen improvements in his behaviour! Less snide comments to others and more playful banter, almost as if Bakugo cares about your opinions and views

It's hard to distinguish those fights from the other kind - as both usually result from Bakugo being a dick

But, if Katsuki is being a dick to you, that's when you know that he's upset at you for not 'being with him enough'

The blonde wants to seem as anything BUT clingy, but in reality, if he could morph his body into yours to constantly feel you, he would.

If you haven't flashed the muscular man a smile within the first five minuets of seeing him, or if you haven't bushed the back of your hand against his that day, or you haven't looked away and giggled when his eyes catch yours - Katsuki takes that as you loosing interest in him, which he doesn't take lightly

In turn, the blonde will start to throw insults he saves for others your way instead! Or he'd choose to ignore you (which would fail horrendously as Katsuki can't keep his damn eyes off of you)

Either way, it would end in a small argument between the two of you, where the blonde would absolutely refuse to admit that he felt you weren't giving him enough attention

Steamy make-outs and sex always followed though, after you assure the insecure man that you were thinking about him and always want to be near him

Sure doesn't sound like two guys who "AREN'T DATING" if you ask me!

[pvrkacciosan]

Red Jacket

A/n: this is the official first F1 fic I'm writing, sooooooooooooo, also unedited so if there is any mistakes its because I haven't actually corrected them lol

Synopsis: A simple one of where Charles gets jealous when he sees his girl in any colour other than Ferrari Red after they fight.

Pairing: Charles Leclerc X Fem!reader

Warnings: swearing, slightly possessive Charles, tension between drivers

Word Count: 1.8K

You loved your boyfriend, you really did.

But over the past couple of days, You and Charles had really hit a rough patch, which was natural in any healthy relationship, but it still hurt none the less.

He wasn't just your boyfriend, he was your best friend, and you knew that no matter what happened you could and would always trust him with anything,

But even that fact didn't stop you from currently wanting to yell at him right now.

You could understand and appreciate the line of work he was in, especially with an upcoming triple header of races. Charles was stressed, and you trying to be supportive only seemed to get on his already shorter nerves.

Perhaps you had overstepped, but you might also be too stubborn to back down.

"I'm not going to apologise for making sure my boyfriend is taking care of himself Charles!" - You simply had tried to make him drink some water, Water!

"I can take care of myself Y/n, I don't need you to babysit me"

He turned away from you, his shoulders and back rigid, the muscles in his back squared out in his anger.

"Well I clearly fucking need to Charles, You're not taking care of yourself1 Perhaps I should hire a babysitter, Because I ain't putting up with this shit"

He had emptied out is pockets, dumping his phone onto the table in his drivers room, Even as you watched him, his back still you, It wasn't difficult to here the recognisable mutter of him swearing in french under his breathe.

It wasn't a language you spoke but swearing was universal, reaching for the door, Charles looked over his shoulder at you, barely turning enough to even look at you properly,

"Don't put up with it then" his voice was low and in any other situation you might have welcomed the heat that spread between your legs, but not right now,

The words struck you, upside the head as though a brick had been chucked at you.

"Fine. I won't"

Grabbing the handle you ripped the door wide, storming out, you slammed it so hard behind you that it didn't shut, instead the door rattles against its frame, swinging back over.

Charles wouldn't follow you out like this, not where there was the potential for camera's to catch you too fighting like this, whether that would matter right now or not, you weren't sure.

The staff all dressed in red parted for you as you walked, You missed Carlos as he attempted to ask you what was wrong, upon peering at your expression,

You didn't stop, Even through your haze you could hear him as he ran after you, gently grabbing your elbow he pulled you to a stop,

"Y/n, what is the matter?" there was genuine concern across the face of your boyfriends team mate, he examined your expression before looking back in the direction of Charles driving room,

"Nothing Carlos, it's fine" you quickly wiped away at the tear that rolled down your cheek, you didn't want to believe that Charles might have meant when he said for you to not, deal with this anymore, What had it meant in regards to the two of you.

It wasn't something you wanted to tread over, so when you pulled away from Carlos lightly, he didn't stop you,

"Keep an eye on him for me, Yeah?" He nodded, and then you were moving once more.

Leaving the Ferrari bay, you mindlessly weaved through the crowd of fans, reporters and staff milling about, trying to find an open space were you could simply take a second to rejig your thoughts.

The crowd which seemed never ending streamed on and on,

"Fuck sake." the curse left your lips as you smacked straight into someone, by accident.

A pair of hand extended out to steady you when you stumbled back from the impact,

"Easy there Y/n" when you recognised the familiar voice, some of the tension eased from you.

"Max..." you breathed,

His hands still one your shoulders, he peaked down at you in concern, You had known Charles for years, which by default you had also gotten to know the dutchman, despite everything, Max had always been good to you and had never given you any reason to be anything but friendly around him.

In the past, When you and Charles got together, he feared Max might steal you from him, but Max knew where the line was with you, and had never once tried to cross it.

Perhaps it was because of your friendship, that made it so easy for you to explain things to him. It was not your intention to cry in front of him, but as you spoke you couldn't stop the small whimper and quiver in your voice.

"I yelled at Charles."

You watched as Max's expression quickly turned to one of undertsnaind, and when he cast hs gaze back up to the surrounding people, with phones. He quickly pulled off his jacket, handing it to you.

You hesitated before slipping it on, he began to guide you around the crowd and through a set of doors, it wasn't until you saw all the mechanics that you realised you were inside the Red bull garage.

You stopped dead in your tracks, it felt weirdly wrong being in another teams garage. Max waited for you, and din't move you on until you looked a little more comfortable,

He sat you in the corner, his jacket still wrapped around you body,

"I've got to start getting ready for this race, Here's a headset, you can listen in to the radios, we can talk after okay?" he patted the top of your knee lightly, nodding you watch him grab you a set of headphones, before he darted off to start getting ready for the race.

It felt more then weird to be here instead, you would usually be sitting with Charles while he got ready, saying that your presence helped to keep him level headed beforehand, you couldn't deny that not being with him put you slightly on edge, almost like you couldn't quite get grips on what was going on around you.

But before you knew it, Max came back through, dressed and ready to drive. Out of respect you moved away while he had a briefing with his team, he came to grab you right before he began climbing into his car.

Wrapping your arms around yourself, you stood to watch the screen in the garage, feeling the anticipation as the drivers began moving out for the formation lap. Your eyes going straight to the red number 16 car.

As the lights finally went out and the race began, your heart hammered hard in your chest watching as the drivers did what they did best. Race.

☽ - Charles - ☾

It wasn't the pole position, but it was a podium, A win for the team.

Charles should be happy, but without you there ready to congratulate him, it almost felt as though he had crossed at the back of the race.

Removing the steering wheel, and climbing out standing on the halo He waved to the cameras, spotting himself appear on the big screen for the fans in the surrounding stand to watch in HD.

As he unclasped his helmet, his attention snagged back onto the screen, Max, had got the pole position, so it wasn't a surprise when the screen switched to show the inside of the garage, where members of the Red bull team were celebrating, what did surprise him though, was spotting your all too familiar figure there amongst the other team.

Something about the notion made his blood boil, you looked slightly uncomfortable, but what tipped everything over was the jacket you wore, Hugging it too yourself in some version of comfort, and Charles knew exactly who it belonged too.

☽ - Y/n - ☾

You had emerged onto the throng of people moving about, trying to get a glimpse of the drivers who were taking in the feeling of their wins.

Getting closer to the barrier you spotted the red suit, just as he began storming toward the leading driver,

Those around you also seemed to tune in, as Charles body language wasn't exactly one of model sportsman's ship.

He moved towards the Red bull driver, being faster you managed to find Fred, who convinced the security to pull you past the barrier.

Charles was gripping the underside of Max's helmet by the time you approached them, the poor dutchman hadn't even had a full explanation or even time to unattached his helmet.

You were too far away to hear what Charles was saying, which wasn't a bad thing as perhaps the camera might not hear it as well, as you don't think it was the nicest thing when Max roughly jerked his head away from Charles, using both hands to roughly push Charles away from himself.

There was members of staff between them faster then you could comprehend, pulling the two drivers apart.

Choosing in that second was more difficult then it should have been, moving towards Charles, you approached carefully, he met your stare and it seemed to harden as it snagged on the jacket, Max's jacket, still around your body.

The security stayed near but back off as Charles approached you, he didn't seem to heed the camera as he stopped inches fro you,

"Take it off. Now."

You jutted your chin up, "Don't think your exactly in the position to give commands,"

"Y/n.."

"Still need babysitting?" you didn't hide the veiled sarcasm in you voice didn't want to when reminded of the argument.

There was a pleading in his eyes when he looked back to you,

"Ma chérie" he bowed his head, reaching gently to take one of your hands, "I'm sorry, truly," he cut his words short, when you leaned up to kiss him.

You couldn't really stay too mad, not when he had just gotten a podium. The fact he didn't ignore you, was good enough, when you two had argued before it never really lasted too long, having history made it easy to read one another. Provided there was communication.

He rested his forehead to yours, "Take it off."

You pulled back, looking to him now in slight confusion. Charles gave the back of Max's jacket a gently tug,

"You're a Ferrari girl, red is your colour. Forever and always."

Without breaking the eye contact you now had going, no doubt the rolling cameras of fans and reporter were catching ever second of this, you peeled the sleeves of the jacket off behind your back, and when you finally turned around to walk to Max with it.

Charles took it from you, you watched him push it into the other drivers chest, grabbing a Ferrari jackets from Fred, he walked back to your side holding it to you,

"Here." his word left little room for discussion.

Once you had it one, Charles couldn't help but look you up and down, giving a quick nod of approval he left a quick kiss to your forehead before he rushed off to catch up with the other drivers,

You watched on, All throughout the after race ceremonies, Charles continued to watch you, admiring you in the jacket, his jacket.

Hugging you arms around yourself you snuggled into its warmth,

the Red one fit you better anyways.

[chiropterancreed]

WHERE IS HE THOUGH!? IS HE SLEEPING IN THE GROUND AS HE HEALS, AND ARMAND WOKE HIM UP TO TELL HIM ABOUT LOUIS!? TO TORMENT THEM BOTH!??? IS HE STILL THAT PISSED ABOUT HIM COMING TO HIM TO ASK FOR THE HEALING BLOOD AFTER LOUIS AND CLAUDIA KILLED HIM??!? BECAUSE WE ALL KNOW LESTAT WOULD HAVE COME RUNNING IF HE COULD. LET MY BOY GO ARMAND!!! LET HIM OUT!?!?!? I NEED TO SEE THE REAL HIM IM GOING NUTS I MISS LESTAT SO FUCKING BAD.

Where are all the people saying louis and armand's relationship is "healthy" now??? because where!!! where is the healthy, communicative relationship y'all hyped up at the end of season 1??? because i sure as shit ain't seeing it.

RELEASE MY MAN ARMAND!!!

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Erm so I. Accidentally started ranting. Oopsies

I think it's silly to draw Killers soul in a constant target shape in erm found family kinda trope. Yk. When everyone gets along and is happy and they also jokingly bully Killer and excessive amount. And Killers in stage 2 through all of it. How honest is Killer truly being?

And also (going off track) why does he get bullied an excessive amount, because I see no love coming from that,, to like jokingly shit on someone, yeah, sure I understand, people do that, it can be funny, but it's just.... so much..... like. Killer can't even breathe without being shit on. Maybe saying he's getting shit on is not the best way to word it but,,,,,,, anyways Killer gets bullied so much I don't even. I can't even see it as funny anymore. He gets bullied, and no affection given, and it's even more deprivating seeing how the others who surround him, the group he's supposedly a part of, is all love and affection and they obviously share affection and all 'at

And then there's Killer. Only there to mess things up and harass everyone. He talks too much, and when getting ignored he starts talking about sensitive topics for something to come out of the other. Just something to say he's real, something to show he's somehow still a part of whatever this is. He's not treated as an outside, but he sure as hell ain't being treated as someone that matters. It shouldn't bother him though. The treatment isn't new, he's used to this, he's fine. He shouldn't be petty about not getting a lil affection

Killers literally so hated that the version of horror that's so desperate to keep everyone healthy and to not let anyone starve, literally leaves Killer to starve for a day. Sighs idk I'm just not dealing with Killer constantly getting bullied all the time,,,, it's funny every now and then but Jesus it's so excessive I can't even— anyways I have no solution for this because the best situation is to leave the ones hurting you but. Sighsssssssss

I'm just. Stopping myself here, imma go eat

No, i completely understand you, anon. I used to also be a target of excessive bullying (both in school and in my family unit), so that shit doesn’t appeal to me. It’s not funny or cute, especially when it’s done to a character whose use that type of treatment and far worse, and keeps seeing examples of what the dynamic should and could be, but for some reason he’s not allowed to experience that??

I also hate it when in Bad Sans Family dynamics they treat Killer like he’s an idiot or an annoying child, always messing things up and everyone just fucking hates him for some reason despite claiming not to??

In my mind, if Killer is excessively in Stage 2 during these types of dynamics, then his ass is just playing along. They treat him like shit despite claiming to care or be family or be friends, no different than what Chara did, there’s no way he’d allow himself to be in Stage 1 around them. He can’t trust them not to fuck him up anymore than he already is.

And Stage 1 is excessively a lot more emotionally fragile and sensitive than he is in Stage 2. Killer doesn’t need bullying and degrading comments when he’s in such a vulnerable, fragile state. That’s not a sign of love or affection for Stage 1.

A lot of people don’t seem to understand that Killer is a victim of awful, prolonged abuse and torture—he’s not just a violent stupid serial killer, he is a victim of forced perpetration. He is not going to react to these things like Horror or Murder would.

In fact, even with a Bad Sans Family, his circumstances still mirror the one he had with Chara—killing people, hurting people, doing it with people who claim to be friends or family, even all those violent bloody fights people portray Killer and Murder having is no different than what likely happened with Chara.

Stage 1 is not going to be stabbing people to show affection or licking blood off knives or doing anything that he does in Stage 2. Because that is a version of Killer that is more Sans-like, you know, a Sans that never wanted any of this. A version of Sans who is constantly filled with overwhelming fear, guilt, shame, pain, longing for his home and his brother. Who is still out there, looking for him.

It reminds me of a quote a came across, but can’t quite remember. Something about how a girl wakes up in her bed in a house, screaming and crying about how she wants to go home—but the speaker and the family is confused, because she already is home.

[defectivefanboy]

Hi! I just saw your Crimson HC and you write his character really well! I was wondering if you could write a little sfw something with him, maybe a sort of enemies to lovers kind of thing? You know, since he's so awful I would just love to punch him in the face and he has no right being as attractive as he is, but here I am :,) I think it would be really interesting to see him in a sort of rivalry and totally in denial about his feelings for an enemy. If you don't want to feel free to ignore this, have a nice day/night :)

Oh of course! He needs to be whacked a few times, it would do him some good

I was wondering if you could write a little sfw something with him, maybe a sort of enemies to lovers kind of thing?

Overall notes: Stories written on this blog are GN until specified. While this story uses they/them pronouns, and while I don't mind female readers on my blog/interacting, love my girlies, hey girlies~, but I do not write for y'all, and if you are a fetishizer. fuck off??? ew. How would you even do that on an x reader???

C/W: Soft Angst, Mentions of Murder, Mentions of Alcohol

Notes: mmmmmmmm he's not sure what to do when someone has more power over him and he certainly doesn't understand when they show a form of interest in him, interest that may cost him his sanity.... or his street cred.

Power Hungry...

You would think having power meant you could always get what you wanted. No matter the cost, time, or men it took to get it. So, why have you been forced to deal with this pesky thrown in your side?

One that had taken the form of an equally as pesky Imp.

After making it far into Mammon's little group you could say, you ruled a part of the greed ring. One that held a certain Imp and his gang of loan sharks. That's how you ended up in a game of tug and pull with the man. Well, more so like a cat and mouse. Only difference was you actually held power...

And that's something he hated.

It started when you stopped by an infamous amusement park in the greed ring. Simple check ups here and there, a few money disputes with some sticky fingered imps, even a little Jest with the parks main attraction. Though it was cut short when you heard the muffled moans and groans of someone.

Stepping out of the circus tent, you could see a poor soul tied up and blind folded to a broken pole, with a target painted on his stomach.

"Let's try this again, boy. Since that the broad ain't here to ruin it now."

Raising a brow to the statement you turned a bit to the harsh voice of an imp dressed in a pinstripe suit, pushing a rifle into a child's arms. Sighing, you took a deep breath before walking over,

"Now I know this IS hell, gentlemen, but I don't think public executions is a good look for our overall theme here. So if you could take your... dirty laundry out, that would be great."

You could hear a pin drop if it wasn't for the screaming guest on the rollercoasters behind you and the muffled music from inside of the tent. Crimson turned his head with a click of his tongue,

"Do you know who I even am, doll? I operate this part of greed if you know what's good-"

"Stop."

His eyebrow raised as he looked at you with a confused look while you just shook your head at him. A raised hand held out to him as you looked at your phone before glancing back at him.

"I didn't ask for all that. I asked you to take this, somewhere else. Oh, and before I leave you to it"

You stepped towards young Moxxie, poor thing hugging the rifle unsure of what to do until you took it from his hands with a smile. Which went away as quickly as it came as you pushed the rifle into Crimson chest, stepping away.

"Be a real man and do your own dirty work next time, doll."

Moxxie knew that look on his father face, the snarl of his lips, the twitch of his eye, and the dark rumble from his chest. At least they were nice to him, even if it was for a moment. Not that many people can walk away from his father like that, especially healthy and in one piece. One thought was common between father and son,

"They'll wind up dead tomorrow."

If only tomorrow would come quicker. It started with the occasional thug or grunt coming to your office on some terrible assassin improve before they were dealt with by the guards. Then it turned into loan shark showing up at your house trying to get you to sign some god awful contract, just to be met with the slam of a door.

That lasted for months on end until Mammon sent a personal note via a goon asking why he kept insisting on keeping his assistant distracted from their work. That caused the goons and thugs to stop coming, but that didn't stop him all together.

His latest attempt was to send Moxxie himself, and you must say, Moxxie is wonderfully gifted in music. You even started paying for music lessons recently and plan to surprise him for his birthday with them.

Poor thing was nothing like his father, you could proudly say that after the man showed up at your house, gold tooth shining brightly in the light from your home.

"I was starting to think you god cold feet or better yet gave up, doll."

"I swear to satan, call me that shit again and I'll-"

You rolled your eyes, flicking his forehead. You gently grabbed his hand and pull him inside, and swiftly shutting the door. Instructing him to take his shoes off, you walked deeper into the home as Crimson stood there in shock, unconsciously slipping off his shoes and following behind you.

"Is it normal for you to pull mob bosses into your house or is this a special occasion?"

"No, Only the ones I find cute. be happy you meet the minimum standard."

He was about to retaliate, but he was cut off by the soft smile planted on your face as you slid him a glass of whisky,

"Assuming you like your whisky neat, correct? Don't take you for a wine guy."

"I can enjoy a fine wine, I'm surprised you even have this. Never took you for one to have some class."

"I guess we all have our secrets, right?"

You softly clinked your glass with his as he stared at you with a look of indifference which you could only laugh at. The sound bringing him back as he watched you down the glass of whisky and set it down.

"But we could learn all about them on a proper date, yeah? It's getting late and I have a meeting tomorrow"

"Wait, a proper date? What the fuck did you think this was?"

"Only the worst murder attempt I've seen since the amusement park, but I look forward to the next one. Goodnight Crimson"

Before he even knew it he was on the step of the front door as you held a soft smile on your face once again. He was about to speak, but he was cut off when he felt the feeling of a kiss being planted on his cheek and the soft click of a door closing.

"––FOR SATAN'S SAKE!"

He yelled out, which was quickly met with you swinging open the door and hitting him in the stomach, telling him to stop yelling so late. Maybe power could get you everything you wanted, you just didn't think it would show up on your door step....

in the form of a pesky Imp.

[dragonridernoobie]

How UnderSwap Papyrus acts when he meets somone he likes/love.

Note that I'm doing this since I will forget this dude exist since I already did his brother. So once I get him done, IL do the horror bros.

Voting at the end to see witch one I'm doing.

Request still open!!!!

💫Friend Faze💫

With him, I can see him as the same with UnderTale sans.

He will be hard to befriend since his bad time with Chara.

Once you has gained his trust, you guys will be thay friendship where you two just sit in silence most of the time.

He ain't hyper or anything, his bonding time is sleep and quite.

If you're hyper tho and you still gained his trust, he will still hang with you.

He is used to this hyper attitude from his brother.

He will listen to you're rules about you're house like no smoking.

You even buy extra honey because he drinks it.

(I've also read somewhere that he eats lollipops so I don't know witch one he dose or both so act like you buy alot for lollipops)

He acrally enjoys playing video games with you and more.

He loves to listen to you read, he finds peace in it.

You might be wondering how you guys met, and it actually was kinda funny.

He telaported away from another brother lecture about being healthy.

When he telaported away, he kinda telaported right on top of you, making you spill all you're groceries on the ground.

He apologies and he bought you some more.

That's how yall met and a new friendship blossomed.

💘Crush Faze💘

When he realized he had a crush on you is when he made you laugh so hard. You started to snort while laughing.

He realized how cute you where when you snorted and that's when he really saw how beautiful you are.

Just like UnderTale sans, he might panic but not as bad.

He will most likely try to get to the bottom why he found you so attractive.

Expect him to randomly ask you out of the blue like "what's you're opinion on abortion"

This will make you so confused but you awnser them.

At the end, his brother would see his different attitude and ask him.

When he told him, sans told him he probably found you attractive because you make him happy and safe.

This opens his eyes and he has fallen head over heels for you

He will be with you everywhere, since he wants you to be safe.

Hell, he might even give you some of his lollipops.

With him being more affectionate, you ask him with the change of behavior.

Expect him to just shrug his shoulders and say some excuse.

💕Dating Faze💕

When Papyrus told you bis feeling, it was rather funny how he did it.

He was trying to gain confidence to tell you so he tried to tell you a joke to ease into it.

He failed and accidently just told you.

He blushed hard but you told him you return his feelings.

This man while dating is like having you're own teddy bear.

Expects alot of cuddles.

He loves lending you his shirt and sweater.

He loves how you're scent is on then.

He isn't romantic but tries to be.

He actually can cook, but it's only simple meals.

He will give a threatening look at anyone behind you that dares to flirt with his DateMate.

You never understood why people, mostly men, were always scared to talk to you.

He loves how you take care of him.

Always making him blush hard with you're kindness.

His brother loves you.

He is the only one I can see him actually is chill with his scents.

He will wants it on you but isn't crazy with marking you.

He trust you to not cheat.

🚫NSFW Faze🚫

OK first things fist.

This man is horny.

Just like UnderFell sans.

Just not as kinky.

He has kinks but not as much.

I see this dude as a Dom.

Will be simp if he was tired enough.

His heat is bad, like really bad.

I don't see him doing nest but see him making sure the room is safe before you fuck.

You aren't leaving any time soon.

He is gentle though.

Dosent mean he dosent know what he is doing.

He can eat you out like a starving man

🤤🤤🤤

[cheesus-doodles]

I’m not sure if this has been asked before, but why do the red dragonflies hate izana?

Red Dragonflies Masterlist | Masterlist

‎‎

hello anon! ahh more asks about my reds :D

I partially answered this question in Don't Look Back In Anger (its in the second half but I ain't complaining if you read the whole thing again cough) but I'll make it more concise here and expand as much as I can without spoiling future chapters!

I would say first and foremost, despite Izana and Boss dating, the Black Dragons and the Red Dragonflies are technically still rival gangs at the end of the day. There was never an alliance drawn up between the two so that the Reds could preserve their neutrality and not be seen favoring one gang over another. So the night that Izana decided to break your leg and carve his name into your hip, despite it being in a fit of jealousy and a quarrel between lovers, the Reds took it very personally and saw it as a direct attack on their boss by a rival gang leader. You did put Izana under your personal protection, which is part of a promise you made to Shinichiro when the two of you first started dating, but that meant that the Red Dragonflies have never been able to get their revenge because they can't touch, let alone beat the fuck out of, Izana without very serious consequences.

‎‎

Second, this whole issue comes on the back of the Reds' executives - referring to Furusawa, Hase and the other Wings - already having a distaste for Izana (and Shinichiro) to begin with. Why the Reds aren't particularly fond of Shinichiro is not something that will be discussed here since I think it might be a spoiler for the upcoming chapters. But back to Izana, your Reds executives already disapproved of the relationship at the start because they felt that you were way too young to be getting into one, and this was before Izana got a tad too attached and swung straight into yandere territory. And after that, he became too overbearing, too controlling for your friends to ever approve. Hase, Jun and Koji start actively trying to keep you away from Izana, encouraging you to break up and doing anything they can to break this relationship apart.

But you only seemed to be digging yourself a deeper and deeper hole, starting to associate Izana with an actual connection to your older brother, who passed away when you were young. This is around the time when Izana starts to gift you old photos of your older brother that he finds around the Sano property, usually courtesy of Shinichiro, who used to be friends with your brother. And all this while, you aren't listening to your Red friends, who keep trying to get through to you that this isn't healthy in the slightest, that you should take a break from Izana and step away.

‎‎

This actually leads nicely into the third reason why they despise Izana so much - when Izana snapped and attacked you, and you decided to not only break it off with him but also with your Red Dragonflies, the Red Dragonflies have always seen it as Izana's fault that you left them. If he hadn't been in the picture, you would probably have never even considered quitting gang life. Sure, Shoji, your hand-picked successor, was a good boss while it lasted (more spoilers, not elaborating), but it just wasn't the same without you. And the scars from Izana run deeper than just skin, and it hurts Furu and the rest that they aren't able to care for you and help you heal. You had always looked after them, and the one time you needed them the most, they couldn't return the favour.

And now that you were back as the Red Dragonflies' Boss once more, it seemed to have drawn Izana back onto the scene at the same time - and once more, your friends are forced to sit back and let things run their course. Though not for the lack of trying.

‎‎

All in all, the hatred just sort of built and built into utter despise for Izana, but at the same time, there isn't anything the Red Dragonflies can do in retaliation, and even less now that you were back on the scene.

[theloveinc]

Asking you to talk more on sukuna nd feet 😛😛

of COURSE !!!

I'm just still stuck on thinking about Sukuna being HELLA ancient and that really only coming through in his ... sexual preferences, and by extension... his preferences for the body, right? Which ik we're thinking is his liking for the body as it comes naturally, naked and untouched and etc...

SO, it makes perfect sense that he loves a nicely done-up foot because ... even if you're wearing clothes, a healthy looking, decorated foot is one way to show off the quality of your body without sacrificing much of your integrity, or the appearance of that specific body part... for EXAMPLE:

You can be wearing whatever kind of clothing you want, but with a beautiful mani-pedi and nice shoes, people look at you and KNOW you take care of your skin !!!

And for Sukuna, that's literally... nut-worthy automatically. That his woman is so cared for she, not only has hands, but FEET too, that instead of showing the affects of hard work on them... are pampered beyond belief and always look delicious.

Even if you do use your hands for work, or have hands that show that kind of hard work on them, the second Sukuna attaches himself to you, that's one of the first things he demands you fix (by paying for your spa appointments, of course)... and ain't no way in hell he's taking no for an answer.

(I don't even think it's something he cares about until he realizes he can care about it. He's just chilling, living his best, king-of-curses life... and then one day he notices you putting lotion on your heels before bed and the next time your legs are in the air, he's pressing your feet to his face. Or you put on an anklet just for the day and he doesn't let you take it off ever again, ONLY ever change it so he can hear the sound of it jingle when he's fucking you better. Or you come home with white toenails after a pedicure with your friends and suddenly he's kissing your toes before he eats you out every. single. time. No brain ONLY boner from there on out.)

When he finally gets into the groove, tho (or in an automatic, non-curse AU), Sukuna is definitely picky about what kinds of designs and colors you get during mani-pedis. It's so weird of him because he's a full on evil CURSE, but I know he's walking into that salon right along with you and not just watching your toes get scrubbed and painting, but helping you pick out the colors and diamonds too....

He scrutinizes your poor nail tech sooo hard, one of those guys who takes off from the tip immediately if they accidentally nick you with the clippers, or file something a little too roughly. His inspection face is so funny, because even though he's supposed to be there spending time with YOU, his eyes are on your tootsies the whole time (like a freak).

You can convince him to let you get fun colors (and tbh, you ARE the one who put him onto including crystals or doing frenchies in the first place), but I know he's a such a particular man when it comes to making sure your nail colors are ALWAYS elegant. Loves a classic nude or pink, sometimes lets you experiments with white or a couple crystals... but the whole point is that he never has to see your feet covered again, only ever decorated and in strappy-heels for the rest of TIME.

(And don't even get me started on how much he gets off on watching you do your skincare, too. Anything to do with taking care of your body he loves, adores, is obsessed with; you doing your hair. Putting on your lotion or oils. Washing yourself, your leg up on the side of the bathtub.

Plus, he never wants to see you in makeup or shaving or anything of the sort. He only wants you bare and raw the way you were made... and yes that means he will buy you ¥50000 korean skincare essence but refuse to buy you foundation from the convenience store.)

THANK U FOR ASKING, ANON, LOVE U!

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Anything scruffy!vere. i miss them

"I hate this."

"Pockets you look fine," Jason said, tugging the strings on your sweater.

"I look huge-"

"No," he said, "You don't. You look healthy and just a little... fuller figured." He supposed it shouldn't be a shock. Getting you on medication meant side effects. And now you cycled between having no appetite and starving. That combined you being an adult and not a kid anymore meant you'd gained weight. It also didn't surprise him that you had issues with it. You were used to being smaller. But if he was being honest, you looked healthier this way.

"Plans are canceled I'm fat-"

"No," Jason said firmly, "You're just a little plump. And it's nice." He hugged you against his chest and kissed your head. "I can bench press the sofa. 20 or 30 pounds doesn't mean much."

You whine and he kissed your forehead tilting your chin up, "Honestly," he said crossing his heart. "You look fine. But if you think working out would help you, you know I love me an Amazon-"

"Jay."

"Just saying. I don't give a fuck what you look like as long as you're healthy and happy. This makes you unhappy, and even if I don't mind- you do and it makes me unhappy. Because you're beautiful."

You sigh and nod, thudding your head against his chest.

"Let's just go see the family, huh? Bring your guitar and we'll just go chill out."

_____________

"That sweater is so fucking cute," Stephanie said, "I love it where did you get it?"

"A thrift store I think," you answer, picking a fuzz off your sleeve. "Manic me just likes shopping."

"And sick guitar riffs," Duke said grinning, dropping onto the couch next to you.

"That one wasn't mine though," you tell him, taking a sip from your mug and letting Steph pull you against her side so she could examine your sweater. She liked to cuddle people who looked warm.

"Who wrote it then?" he asked, interested.

"Her mom," Jason answered. "The one thing Nissa was good at was music."

"Oh- I-"

"It's okay. I've been retooling a lot of her stuff. Especially the stuff she never got to use really."

"That's cool," Duke said, not sure what else to say. He knew parents were never a good subject in this house.

"I brought my guitar-"

"Did I hear Guitar?" Dick said, strolling in "Because if you wanna play me some Fleetwood Mac I'd marry you like tomorrow-"

"Hey!" Jason protested, reaching behind him to grab the hard case there he'd set it. Smiling a little at the stickers as he set it down in front of you. He knew that guitar as well as he knew Scruffy. And he couldn't count the number of times you'd both set on the steps in the train station, trying to make enough money to get a good meal.

"Yeah!" you echo, holding out your hand to show him the engagement ring.

"Papers ain't signed," Dick said teasing, dodging the pillow Jason threw at him.

[year2000electronics]

Though I’m sure this will be useless, I’m going to tally every kiss in the bounty au for every couple. Now this song is a totally screams shimmer especially when she flirting with the crowd while performing prolly made jd go nuts bc he’s both jelly and wants it to happen to him.

https://youtu.be/rdccTOcX7o4?si=2cuz6wkHos1EvFRK

Now shimdory quotes

Shimmer : Stop doing that.

Jd: Stop doing what?

Shimmer : Saying things that make me wanna kiss the hell out of you

————

Jd: BE A BETTER PERSON!

Shimmer : WHY?!

Jd: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART

————-

Shimmer : I feel like doing something stupid.

JD: I’m stupid, do me.

———-

Shimmer : Hey, wanna take a shower with me?

Jd: I have a gun in that nightstand beside the bed. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shoot me because I’ve obviously gone crazy.

———-

Shimmer : I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.

Jd: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.

Shimmer : O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??

Jd: Is it working?

———

Shimmer , talking about Jd: WHAT THE FUCK I WAS ARGUING WITH JD AND I SAID “OOH YOU WANNA KISS ME SO BAD” AND GUESS WHAT? HE DID. HE KISSED ME. WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO NOW?!

Brandy : Could be worse, you could have slept with him.

Shimmer…….

Brandy: You slept with him did-

Shimmer: YES, I SLEPT HIM !

———-+

Shimmer : Look, last night was a mistake.

Jd: A beautiful sexy mistake.

Shimmer : No, just a regular mistake.

————

Shimmer : What are you in the mood for?

Jd: World domination.

Shimmer : That's a bit ambitious.

Jd: You are my world.

Shimmer : Aww...

Jd:

Shimmer :

Jd:

Shimmer : OH.

————-

Shimmer : Are you trying to seduce me?

Jd: Why, are you seducible?

————

Jd: Shimmer and I are no longer friends.

Shimmer : JD THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL PEOPLE THAT WE’RE DATING!

————-

Jd: Shimmer , you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right?

Shimmer , half-naked in Jd's bed: No, I absolutely do not.

Jd, already taking off his clothes: Fuck... Me neither

———

Shimmer :The stars are so beautiful...

Jd: They're just giant balls of gas.

Shimmer : You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then-

Jd : And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you.

Shimmer : Oh...

————

Jd: We should be partners.

Shimmer : You mean like, partners in crime?

Jd: Yeah... that’s precisely what I meant.

LOVE THE SONG and the quotes :]

[zephsthings]

hey, zeph!! im going to see parx w my best friend tomorrow, and it's his first concert -- any tips you have that i may have missed?

ahh omg first of all that is so so excting !!! Parx is a great first concert - the atmosphere is AMAZING and the guys have awesome stage presence - super interactive :)

as per concert tips, for a first timer;

make sure u have water !!! you are going to get thirsty - no passing out in the pit!!! that shit ain't fun

speaking of the pit, if you're not sure you want to try it, don't - if you have any hesitation at all, don't go in the pit. it is really really fun but it can be a LOT and u may get overwhelmed

watch out for crowdsurfers - they don't mean to, but it is a fumbling activity - you do not want to get whacked in the head!!! so be on the look-out for people to go sailing above your head (don't let them fall though that's not fun)

bring earplugs/headphones/etc for if it gets too loud! i always bring my loop earplugs to concerts because aUtiSm, so when the volume gets a bit too much to deal with, put in some earplugs! also saves your eardrums haha gotta keep those healthy and in check ;)

remember that no spot is a bad spot, usually there are many many great places to view the stage - but if you can get to the front oh man, that's so much fun

i think awsten's mentioned before but don't wave your torchlights at security or the band unless there really is an emergency! If someone has passed out in the pit YES absolutely get the band to stop the set - if it's not something like this you make everyone panic for no reason and stops others (and the band) from having a good time!

TAKE CARE OF EACH OTHER. BE NICE. CONCERT ETTIQUETTE.

don't be afraid to migrate to the back where it's quieter and there's more space - this is totally normal and okay and actually quite a good idea towards the end of the concert when/if you start to get tired

bring snacks. u will get hungry. there is a lot of jumping around XD

HAVE THE BEST FUCKING TIME OMGGG

[writtenjewels]

Biker

Salim took a drag on his cigarette, letting the smoke out slowly. He was leaning against a wall a few feet away from the convenience store entrance-- enough to be a presence but not to intimidate. The others in the gang were a little more conspicuous: revving the engines on their bikes, lounging under the street lamp so anyone drawing close would see them. Salim found the show unnecessary but he came along, anyway.

Across the street was a community building. Salim took Zain there sometimes for swimming lessons. When Salim pulled up with the rest of his gang, he noticed a few cars in the parking lot. Who was in the building at this time of night? All the activities offered were in daylight hours, he was sure.

His unspoken question was answered when the doors opened, releasing about a half-dozen people. Salim studied them hoping for a clue to their purpose in the building. All of them were adults, ranging in age from twenty-something to some who had to be pushing past fifty. They were chatting but were too far away for Salim to hear them. Eventually they all split away from each other, one turning to lock the door.

Now Salim was really curious. Most of them got into cars, but one was heading to the crosswalk. Salim followed that person's progress with growing anticipation. They crossed the street and turned in the direction of the convenience store. Salim could now make out that the person was wearing a black shirt with a snake printed on it and a grey baseball cap. They stepped under the street lamp but their hat made it difficult for Salim to make out the face.

Right on cue, the rest of the gang started revving their engines. Dar called out to the person. The stranger spared Dar little more than a middle finger before going inside the store. Salim was intrigued; he stubbed out his cigarette and followed. He turned toward the candy aisle so he wouldn't be caught, watching the mystery person out of the corner of his eye. They bee-lined straight to the food and grabbed a few things.

“A Red Bull at this time of night?” Salim hadn't meant to say the words out loud. The person turned at his voice and finally, finally Salim got to see their face. It turned out the person was a man-- younger than Salim, with fair skin and dark hair hidden under the cap. He was built on the more slender side but muscular. Handsome, Salim was quick to notice.

“Yep,” the man answered simply. He waved a package of beef jerky in one hand. “It's dinner.” There was a Southern drawl in his voice.

“Bold choice,” Salim remarked, “though not very healthy.” The man raised an eyebrow and took a step forward to sniff the air. Was he smelling Salim?

“You ain't one to talk, Mr. Chimney Stack.”

“My name is Salim,” he corrected automatically.

“Didn't realize we were already getting informal,” the man commented. He brushed past Salim to take a candy bar, too. “So, Salim, you here to measure your dick like your friends out there, or you gonna beat me up for flickin' 'em off?”

“Neither. I was curious what sort of person would give a biker gang the middle finger.”

“Not all of 'em,” the man argued, his eyes flicking briefly to Salim. “Just that one asshole, the one talkin' shit to me.”

“I'm not sure that's much better; he's the leader.” Salim made no effort to hide he was following this time as he walked with the man to the counter. He still hadn't gotten the stranger's name. “Do you like snakes?” he asked. The man looked confused and Salim pointed meaningfully to his shirt.

“How the fuck does a member of a biker gang not know Whitesnake?” the man scoffed.

“I prefer David Bowie.”

“Well who fuckin' doesn't?” the man agreed, smiling. The way his face softened when he smiled made him look younger while still accenting the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. It was charming. “I'm Jason,” he finally supplied.

“Nice to meet you.” Salim shook Jason's hand. “Do you live around here?” he wondered. “I don't think I've seen you around before.”

“Had to take a bus to get here,” Jason explained. He paid for his items and cracked open the Red Bull. “I'm just killin' time until the next bus comes through.”

“What brings you to this part of town?”

“Nothin',” Jason shrugged, dropping his head so the visor of his cap hid his face. “Nothin' special.” Salim sensed a lie but didn't prod it. It really wasn't his business, after all. “I'd better go out and wait for the bus,” Jason spoke up.

“Oh. Yes, of course.” Salim knew his voice sounded heavy with disappointment. He was enjoying Jason's company and didn't want the younger man to go. Jason tilted his head up enough for Salim to see his dark eyes.

“Gimme your cell phone.”

“Okay...” Salim was a little confused why Jason wanted it. The other typed something and handed it back. When Salim checked, he found a new contact.

“In case you wanna talk more about David Bowie,” Jason explained.

“I'm sure I will,” Salim assured him warmly. A faint hint of color lit up Jason's cheeks. He tugged on his cap visor and headed out. Salim watched to make sure the gang didn't bother him, waiting until Jason was out of sight before exiting the store himself.

[Salim, I saw you go in with that American who insulted us,] Dar said. [I hope you set him straight.]

[He got the message,] Salim assured his leader. His fingers brushed against the casing on his cell phone. Jason had certainly gotten a message; just not the one Dar was hoping for.

[this one's been bouncing around in my head for days, y'all. Hope you like it!]