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flyingcoffeemugs2 Ā· 11 hours ago
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worth a read
A lot of fiction these days reads as if—as I saw Peter Raleigh put it the other day, and asĀ I’ve discussed it before—the author is trying to describe a video playing in their mind. Often there is little or no interiority. Scenes play out in ā€œreal timeā€ without summary. First-person POV stories describe things the character can’t see, but a distant camera could. There’s an overemphasis on characters’ outfits and facial expressions, including my personal pet peeve: the ā€œreaction shot round-upā€ in which we get a description of every character’s reaction to something as if a camera was cutting between sitcom actors.
When I talk with other creative writing professors, we all seem to agree that interiority is disappearing. Even in first-person POV stories, younger writers often skip describing their character’s hopes, dreams, fears, thoughts, memories, or reactions. This trend is hardly limited to young writers though. I was speaking to an editor yesterday who agreed interiority has largely vanished from commercial fiction, and I think you increasingly notice its absence even in works shelved as ā€œliterary fiction.ā€ When interiority does appear on the page, it is often brief and redundant with the dialogue and action. All of this is a great shame. Interiority is perhaps the prime example of an advantage prose as a medium holds over other artforms.
fascinated by this article, "Turning Off the TV in Your Mind," about the influences of visual narratives on writing prose narratives. i def notice the two things i excerpted above in fanfic, which i guess makes even more sense as most of the fic i read is for tv and film. i will also be thinking about its discussion of time in prose - i think that's something i often struggle with and i will try to be more conscious of the differences between screen and page next time i'm writing.
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hanasnx Ā· 3 days ago
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being spencer’s secret lowkey girlfriend who also happens to work at the FBI, but in a different unit. and there’s always talk about how hot you are and spencer always hears how much people want to fuck you.
and he just has to laugh to himself because at the end of the day he’s the one who gets to fuck you into the mattress every single night šŸ™‚ā€ā†•ļøšŸ©·
OH, SHE’S SO HOT — s.reid
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ā€œ be my addiction, material girl / wrapped ā€˜round my finger like diamonds and pearls ā€ 🪽
MINORS DNI 18+ į¶» š—“ 𐰁 .ᐟ āœ‰ļø | criminal minds. NOTES. thank god u said smthn anon ive been wanting to write about smthn like this. also im only on s1 so those are the characters i’ll be using. WARNINGS. fem reader 惎 established relationship 惎 everybody thirsting over you is currently single 惎 suggestive material.
ā€œshe’s pretty.ā€ jennifer relents with a shrug. her curiosity gets the better of her and she leans forward for a better glimpse of you. this isn’t your unit, but you’re paying a visit to hotch over at the far side of the room. ā€œshe’s really pretty.ā€ she muses, her tone shifting to one of admission while she sizes you up. it’s not that you’re any kind of threat or unwelcome presence, but now the wheels in jj’s head are turning, ā€œher and hotch aren’t… they couldn’t beā€¦ā€ SPENCER REID, who’s been sitting politely at his desk, perks his head up. he hadn’t seen you come in, but his pen raises and his lips part, all to claim you as someone he knows until he’s interrupted.
ā€œgirl like that? c’mon. at the very least he’s thinking about it.ā€ derek chimes in, smoothly taking an open seat in one of the desk clumps to join the gossiping throng. spencer closes his mouth, pen dropping to his lap defeatedly. jj shifts in her position, having leaned her tailbone on the edge of the desk to cross her ankles smartly. now she needs a better angle to see you and aaron’s conversation. derek gestures to your back with his hand vaguely, addressing the group like he’s an expert in using his background in profiling for this specific strain of body language. spencer obediently follows the direction, furrowed brows landing on you as he cranes his neck to see you. ā€œlook at the way he’s standing. toes pointed towards her, making eye contact. he wants her.ā€ derek scoffs, taking a long sip from his coffee as he studies you. it’s hard to tell from just the sliver of your face visible, but he’s seen enough of you to know you’re a catch. the genius starts to scratch his head.
ā€œguys, hate to be the buzzkill, but can we get back on task?ā€ elle interrupts just as jj was opening her mouth to continue scheming. ā€œwe don’t know anything about her. besides, hotch isn’t the kind of guy.ā€
ā€œkind of guy to what?ā€ jj clarifies with an impish tug to her lips, pivoting her head to cast elle a sly glance.
elle meets her gaze. ā€œto get into a workplace relationship. he’s too professional for that.ā€ she pinches her one shoulder in a shrug as she organizes a pile of files. spencer’s lips purse, mind racing at the prospect of being judged for unprofessionalism. it did occur to him there would be some scrutiny involved, which is why you and him have mostly been sneaking around thus far. still, it’s intimidating to have it laid out like this in front of him… and oddly thrilling. his fingers begin to fiddle with the pen in his lap. big, brown eyes glance from person to person as they lead the conversation, soaking in all the information like a sponge.
ā€œhe’s a guy.ā€ derek once again imposes his theory, and says the statement like it’s definitive. even jj rolls her eyes. spencer clenches his jaw, tilting his head to himself as if it say, yes, that’s true. i fell for it, too.
ā€œjust because you haven’t been getting any doesn’t mean you get to go and make it everyone’s problem.ā€ the blonde teases, straightening to her full height, heels clacking as she passes behind derek, giving him a healthy pat on his shoulder while he laughs sarcastically.
ā€œha. ha.ā€ it’s a dry reply, one that leaves the group quiet for a second while penelope takes the recently departed’s place. ā€œhey, garcia.ā€
ā€œhey, what’re we talkin’ about?ā€ she asks in that perky voice of hers, it’s only the throng’s hushed tones that bring her down to their level. she ducks her head symbolically. ā€œsorry. didn’t know we were swapping secrets.ā€
elle may not act amused, yet she’s still participating. ā€œthey’re talking about hotch and the new girl.ā€
ā€œtattletale.ā€ derek taunts.
ā€œgrow up.ā€
ā€œthe new girl?ā€ penelope confirms quizzically, twisting her face to match her dialogue as she scans her surroundings. it’s clear when she’s spotted you because her jaw drops, ā€œoh, she’s hot.ā€ once again she’s scolded by her colleagues shushing her, ducking down a second time with some exclamation about how weird they’re being. semi-hidden behind a desk’s partition, she goes for a second look. she doesn’t announce to everyone that you made hotch laugh. it’s a small kind of chuckle, a clear smile on his lips. it’s something spencer notices though, and he bows his head to avert his prying eyes. he doesn’t know hotch to joke around like that, and he doesn’t like the way it feels. instead, penelope points something else out, ā€œshe kind’a looks like spencer’s type, don’t you think?ā€ her thumbs gestures to you lazily, and everyone looks at you through a new lens.
derek sets his sights on something to antagonize, ā€œhuh. awfully quiet there, reid.ā€ he muses as he leans over, the flat of his hand batting spencer’s shoulder to get his attention. ā€œwhat d’you think of her?ā€ he asks coolly, sinking back into the chair while he sets his ankle up on his knee.
ā€œhm?ā€ spencer responds as if he hasn’t been listening, pulling the pen from between his lips. he meets derek’s gaze over the coffee cup, and all derek does is point and nod towards you discretely. spencer obliges now that he’s been asked directly. ā€œoh, umā€¦ā€ he takes his time. ā€œi dunno, she’s… i dunno.ā€ brown eyes drool down like molasses, from your hair, to your smart outfit, to the seams from your pantyhose at the backs of your calves, to your black heels. you know he loves that. he’s broken through a couple pairs of those tights because he just couldn’t wait. ā€œshe’s… you knowā€¦ā€
the speechlessness causes a small eruption behind him, the group swapping expressions and silent conversations about his reaction. the spencer they know would start talking about the quality of fabric you’re wearing, the history of it and how—fun fact—it started some war in some country that doesn’t exist anymore. any useless knowledge he could spit out because his brain is a computer. they don’t get a chance to break the silence, you and hotch split. hotch begins his ascent to their desk clump and you pass by. everyone averts their eyes, everyone but spencer. you’re not shy either. you hold his eye contact, you even give him a small knowing smile, and a deliberate nod. derek’s jaw seems to unhinge witnessing such an obvious bid. spencer glances back at everyone, ā€œnow, guys—now, nowā€”ā€œ he stutters out, trying to fit words in with innocent gestures and a nervous grin. derek’s hand clamps on his shoulder and jostles him in some kind of show of manly camaraderie.
ā€œdr. reid, you dog!ā€
ā€œshe was totally looking at you, spencer!ā€
ā€œoh, my god.ā€ derek, penelope, and elle respectively all give their input just as hotch approaches.
ā€œwhat’s this about?ā€ he asks, brows knit together at such an unusual display. spencer can’t seem to answer that either, shoulders stuck in a shrug and mouth open to make some case that never gets made.
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fishing-lesbian-catgirl Ā· 23 hours ago
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Sometimes an author writes a character that hates that he is confined by the cage of masculinity and is constantly jealous of women for being free to express their gender the way he wishes he could, and yet the author doesn’t realize that their character is an egg. This is frustrating because the reading of said characters as trans women feels perfect, but in the text and in discussions of the media the character will only ever be referred to with he/him by everyone who isn’t you. Not only that but people will judge you for ā€œmisgenderingā€ the character if you refer to her differently in any context outside of you discussing the character’s relationship to gender and your headcanon
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cbartonscoffee Ā· 1 day ago
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No, actually. Frank wouldn't, at this point in their relationship, encourage Matt to kill someone. I get why they did it and that they wanted that dialogue, but while Matt would step in front of the gun and Frank would want to kill him he wouldn't encourage Matt to do it himself. It's a disservice to his character to think otherwise. In this point in time, he greatly respects Matt. Does he agree with his methods? Hell no. But there's a big difference between that and encouraging him to take a life. We're past that.
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cassies-dinos Ā· 2 days ago
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real
Like why the fuck do you care so much
There is a difference between showing two characters who are toxic in a relationship (or showing them in an environment where they've grown and are less toxic)
And romanticizing abuse
Like those are two VERY different things
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then they like shadowfaerie
(ac alikuarso)
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sirenalpha Ā· 2 days ago
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kingdon isn't popular just because Mel is a popular character, Langdon is conventionally attractive, the two of them get a lot of scenes together, and the actors have chemistry
their relationship is thematically relevant to the show
the pitt is about burnout in the high stress environment of an ER post-COVID and making connections, both to do the work well and to survive it
between doctors and nurses and between them and the patients and the patients to the social worker as needed
and there are connections between other pairs of people, super young Javadi is paired with mature student McKay for a while which does open Javadi's eyes to life she's been sheltered from, Javadi gets a crush on Mateo who invites her to the park at the end of the day, Dana is the first to figure out Collins' pregnancy on her own and also speaks with Javadi on her new crush, Robby and Collins come together for a deep conversation after her miscarriage and before he sends her home, Mohan helps the sickle cell patient and the mercury poisoned influencer, Santos overtly tries to make connections to the two med students and is ultimately successful with Whitaker but she also gets protective over the daughter whose mother poisoned her father with progesterone and gets another patient to open up about their suicide attempt while Javadi over identifies with the baseball kid, lots of little new connections or longer formed ones
and then there's Mel on the verge of caretaker burnout as the only one supporting her sister
and Langdon who is basically on a different planet from his wife and gets outright rejected by Robby when he asks if they're friends
both so desperate for connection, someone on their level
and they click, they're the only ones that show up excited to be there (Mel more so than Langdon but he's not nearly as dismayed as Collins by the board when they first come in), Langdon offers Mel opportunities like the crike and Terrence, and compliments her successes and checks in with her and tells her to take breaks as needed while Mel seeks him out for his opinion and keeps up with him
they are the connection in the show, they just met and they make each other better at the job, if only all the doctors and nurses could get along this well, right?
except Langdon is an addict, through Robby the show implies the job broke something in him before the cameras even showed up and what Robby sees as a betrayal from Langdon contributes in turn to Robby's collapse on his worst day, and the parallels and what ifs come out
what if Robby had been as attentive to Langdon as Langdon was to Mel? What if Robby had allowed the connection instead of rejecting Langdon? What if Mel had shown up earlier? Would she have just burned herself out faster?
Langdon and Mel are the high point so Robby and Langdon yelling at each other and trying to tear each other down and talking more at each other than to each other can be the low point
Langdon and Mel improving their relationship in future seasons, moving beyond a day one spark to having more time and experience to deepen their relationship and making each other better doctors in the process is proving the themes of the show, that you need support and connection to do the job well and survive it
so of course people want to extend that into their personal lives so Mel is not alone with her sister and Langdon isn't in a crumbling marriage so they can have connection and support and be better people in their personal lives and not just professionally
Langdon and Mel are also shown as foils to Robby and Collins who once dated and Mel's single with a sister pushing her to make a romantic connection when the connection she's made is with Langdon and Langdon seems well on the way to divorce even before the addiction reveal
and the actors have a lot of chemistry
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bvrnesher Ā· 2 days ago
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ā so, kiss me ! āž ― pjo / hoo boys !
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summary: how would the pjo/hoo boys kiss you? ! stablished relationship ! gender neutral
— šŸ’ characters: percy jackson, jason grace, leo valdez, frank zhang. + luke castellan (longest), nico di angelo, will solace.
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š™š — Percy Jackson
Percy would kiss you like it’s a habit—like breathing, like something he needs to do to function properly. He doesn’t make a big deal out of it, doesn’t give you a speech every time. He just sees you and thinks, yeah, I need to kiss her now, and then he does.
It’s casual most of the time. He’ll lean in and kiss you mid-sentence, just because. He kisses you when you hand him something, when you roll your eyes at him, when he’s bored, when you’re annoyed—especially when you’re annoyed. Smirking, eyes gleaming like don’t be mad at me, and then bam—mouth on yours. It’s stupid and effective and you hate how much it works.
But when it’s not casual? When it matters? God. He gets serious. Like, hands on either side of your face, pulling you in like he can’t risk you floating away. He kisses you like he’s anchoring himself. Like the world could end tomorrow and if he’s kissing you right now, maybe it won’t matter. It’s slow, deep, and intentional. Not just lips, but thumbs brushing skin, fingers curling at your waist, like he needs to memorize every part of you.
And afterward—he doesn’t say much. He just rests his forehead against yours and lets out that soft little breath, like okay, I’m good now. And you are too. Because when Percy kisses you, it’s not about perfection. It’s about feeling everything. All at once. Always.
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š™š — Jason Grace
Jason would kiss you like he’s got all the time in the world. Like every time he does it, it’s a quiet declaration—I’m here, I’m yours, I’m not going anywhere. He’s steady, grounded. He doesn’t rush. He chooses to kiss you, every time. And he makes sure you feel that.
He’s not big on PDA, but he’s also not subtle. He’ll brush a knuckle under your chin, tilt your face up gently, and look at you like you’re the answer to every prayer he didn’t know he made. Then he kisses you—firm, warm, and careful, like he’s making a promise with his mouth.
But when you’re alone? Oh, that’s different. That’s when he lets go a little. He presses you up against the kitchen counter or pulls you into his lap without a word. His kisses get heavier, slower. His hands slide up your back, tangle in your hair, and he kisses you like he’s pouring lightning into your veins—but in that quiet, controlled Jason way. Like he’s holding back the storm just for you.
And he always pulls back like he’s reluctant. Like the only reason he stopped is because he had to. His forehead rests against yours, and he smiles—soft, private, a little bit shy, like the fact that he gets to kiss you still surprises him sometimes.
Jason Grace kisses you like he’s built a temple out of trust and handed you the key. Every kiss says, you’re safe here. Every single time.
+ his cheeks are always flushed after kissing you.
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š™š — Leo Valdez
Leo kisses you like it’s a game he’s already won but still wants to play over and over. Like he’s addicted to the way you melt under his hands, and he’s not even trying to hide it. He’s the kind of guy who kisses you just to see your reaction—grinning against your mouth, one hand on your hip and the other already getting ideas.
It always starts playful. Always. He teases you first—throws in a flirty comment, smirks, gets way too close and just waits for you to cave. And when you do? He kisses you like fire—hot, fast, and impossible to ignore. His fingers are everywhere: tracing your jaw, tangling in your hair, gripping your waist like he’s holding on for dear life.
And he’s so unfair about it. He’ll kiss you like he’s starving, then pull back just enough to breathe something ridiculous against your lips like, ā€œWow. You’re kind of dangerously hot, you know that?ā€ā€”and then go right back in, smug as hell.
But then sometimes—when it’s late, when you’re both tired and everything’s quiet—he gets serious. Like all the jokes drop away, and suddenly he’s kissing you slow. Intentional. Focused. No smirks, no games. Just Leo, warm and real, brushing his thumb across your cheek while he kisses you like he’s scared he’ll mess it up if he doesn’t get it exactly right.
And when he pulls away, he always looks at you like you’re his favorite invention. Something brilliant he still can’t believe he gets to keep.
Because Leo Valdez kisses you like he’s falling—every damn time—and he doesn’t mind the landing.
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š™š — Frank Zhang
Frank kisses you like it’s sacred. Like every time his lips touch yours, he’s silently thanking the universe that you chose him. He’s not flashy about it—he doesn’t need to be. He’s gentle, deliberate. His hands always find your waist first, like he’s making sure you’re really there, grounding himself before he gets lost in you.
And at first? He’s a little shy about it. Not hesitant—respectful. Like he doesn’t want to rush a moment that means everything to him. He kisses you softly, slowly, and fully, like he’s trying to tell you everything he can’t say out loud in one perfect motion. His lips are warm, steady, and always lingering just a little longer than expected.
But when he’s sure—when he’s confident that you want this as much as he does? That’s when it gets deep. He pulls you in closer, arms wrapping around you like a shield, like he’s protecting you from everything. His kisses become heavier, surer, and his hands shake a little because he feels so much and he’s still figuring out how to carry it all.
And afterward? He gets that soft, slightly flustered look. His cheeks pink, eyes kind of wide like he can’t believe he just did that—but there’s this tiny smile tugging at his lips. Like he’s proud. And in love. And maybe a little dazed by you.
Frank Zhang kisses you like he’s memorizing the way you feel against his heart. Like you’re the most important thing he’s ever had—and he’s not letting go.
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š™š — Luke Castellan
Luke kisses you like he already knows you’re going to kiss him back. There’s confidence in it—not exactly cocky, just sure. Like he’s memorized every way your lips move, how you breathe, where your hands go when he leans in. He doesn’t ask to kiss you, he decides to—like it’s inevitable. And it always is.
He’s smooth about it. Not flashy. He’ll glance at you once, tilt his head a little, and boom—your heart’s in your throat before he even touches you. His kisses start slow, controlled. Calculated, even. He wants to feel it build. He doesn’t rush—he savors. Lips brushing, lingering, waiting just long enough to make you chase him a little.
And when you do? That’s when he grins. That lazy, golden-boy grin that says yeah, I knew you would. He’ll kiss you deeper then, tilting your chin up, fingers brushing your jaw, warm and deliberate. One hand always finds its way to your lower back—pulling you in like he’s claiming something he already owns.
But, hey, stop. He’s complicated, remember? Cause he also kisses you like...
... he’s letting you in on a secret. Like every time his mouth touches yours, he’s handing you a piece of him he doesn’t trust the world with. It’s not gentle, not at first—he doesn’t do tentative. His kiss is deliberate, composed, and frustratingly slow. He’s the kind of person who tests every boundary, every reaction, who reads you like a battlefield—and kisses you the same way.
He doesn’t throw passion at you in waves—he studies you. Starts with a brush of his thumb on your jaw, a smirk on his lips. He makes you wait a second longer than necessary—on purpose—because he likes the way you look at him when you’re just barely holding back. Then he kisses you, steady and unflinching, and suddenly you realize: Luke doesn’t kiss to flirt. He kisses to own the moment.
It’s the kind of kiss that leaves no room to think. The kind that leaves you breathless because it’s paced like a strategy—slow where it counts, intense when it catches you off guard, then pulling away just when you need more. He’ll tilt his head and whisper something against your lips like, ā€œWhat, already breathless?ā€ and go back in like it was nothing.
But he’s not cruel. He just doesn’t know how to stop protecting himself—even from you.
Cause Luke also kisses you like he’s still learning how to be safe. But gods, he wants you to be the one he learns with.
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š™š — Nico di Angelo
Nico kisses you like it costs him something—but he’s willing to pay it. Every time.
He’s not casual about it. Not the type to steal kisses in front of others or kiss you just because he’s bored. No—when Nico kisses you, it’s because something in him needs it. Needs you. Needs to remind himself he’s still alive and tethered and not as alone as he used to be.
It starts awkward, always. Not because he doesn’t want to, but because he second-guesses everything. He hesitates. Looks at your mouth like it’s a cliff he’s about to jump from, like he’s doing mental math on whether you’ll still be there when he lands. But when he finally commits? It’s all in.
He kisses like he feels—deep, intense, almost too much. His hand might shake a little when it cups your face, but his mouth is firm, focused. Nico doesn’t do ā€œsoftā€ the first time—he does real. It’s the kind of kiss that grabs your heart and doesn’t let go. The kind that makes you forget how cold the world used to feel before he let you in.
He breaks the kiss slowly, like he’s still trying to hold onto it. And then he looks at you—eyes dark and wide, a little scared, a little stunned, like he’s thinking I can’t believe I let myself do that, followed immediately by I really, really want to do it again.
And eventually—when he trusts it, when he trusts you—he gets more comfortable. Kisses you in the quiet moments. Brushing his lips against your temple while you read. A kiss to the back of your hand before a mission. The kind of affection that says: you’re the only person I let see this side of me. And I don’t want anyone else to.
Because Nico di Angelo doesn’t kiss to flirt. He kisses like it’s the first time he’s ever been allowed to want something—and not have it taken away.
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š™š — Will Solace
Will kisses you like he already misses you—and you’re right there.
There’s something urgent about the way he leans in. Not rushed, just intentional. Like he’s been thinking about it all day and now that he finally has you close, he’s going to make the most of it. His hands go straight to your waist, your cheeks, the back of your neck—he needs the contact. His lips press against yours with this steady kind of heat, like he’s trying to pour sunlight into your chest.
And he fucking smiles into it, every time. Like he can’t help it. Like kissing you is his favorite thing in the world and he’s a little surprised every time that it’s real.
He’s the type to whisper something just before he kisses youā€”ā€œMissed you,ā€ or ā€œYou’re so pretty like this,ā€ or even just a soft, shaky ā€œHey.ā€ Because for all his brightness, Will feels everything deeply. So yeah, the kiss might start playful—light, teasing, brushing his nose against yours with a quiet laugh—but the moment he really feels you respond? Game over.
Will deepens the kiss like he’s grounding himself. Like you’re his anchor in a storm only he can feel. And when it gets softer—when the laughter fades and it’s just breath and hands and closeness—you can tell this is where he lives. Not in the chaos. Not in the crowd. In you.
And after? He pulls away just enough to look at you. His thumb brushing your cheek, eyes all golden and crinkled, like the sun’s still stuck in his lashes. And he says it—not with a dramatic flair, not with fear. Just gently. ā€œI love you.ā€ Like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
Because with Will, it is.
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— šŸ’ a/n : This is my version and interpretation of each of the characters as I understand them! If you don't like my interpretation or the way I wrote any of them, fuck off. Seriously, I don't care.
Plus, Luke's the longest one cause he's such a... complicated character, like, he has many layers, and I didn't know which one to write, so I did it like this. I mean, all the characters here have a lot of abilities, but Luke? Luke is a different case.
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softlypossessive Ā· 2 days ago
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Hello! I hope you’ve been having a great day. I was wondering if I could request a strawhat x mute!reader. The reader has selective mutism, meaning she gets anxiety speaking to people in certain situations. When she does speak, which would be rare, it’s only when it’s just her and her crew. If she was in public she and had to say something she would whisper directly in their ear, otherwise she wouldn’t speak. The relationship could be either platonic or romantic, either is fine. I was wondering how would the strawhats react to their mute member being in a situation where pirates of a different crew surrounds and antagonizes her, trying to get her to speak to them. Also, may I ask that you not make the reader meek and defenseless? While she does feel anxiety when she’s in a situation where she has to speak to people, she’s not an overall anxious and docile person.
ā™”ļ½„ļ¾Ÿš“ø All Strawhats x Selectively Mute!Reader Headcanons š“øļ½„ļ¾Ÿā™”
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ā™” Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Usopp, Nami, Robin, Franky, Jinbe, Brook, Chopper, gn!reader ā™” Warnings: Fluff, Soft protectiveness, mutual understanding, SFW, platonic, romantic if you squint?? mentions of selective mutism, quiet affirmations, crew-wide affection, no use of Y/N, ā™” Notes: Thank you so much for the request! I really hope I did it justice <3 I went with a full crew interpretation (since it’s SFW) and leaned into that strong, warm platonic love—though if you squint, a few bits might read a lil more intimate. But overall? This crew would go to war for you, no questions asked. Not spicy, just full of love and loyalty.
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šŸ– Luffy
At first, Luffy doesn’t get it.
ā€œWhy don’t you talk to them? Are they stupid?ā€ (Yes, Luffy. Yes, they are.)
But the moment it clicks—that your silence isn’t a weakness but a boundary—he respects it with his whole chest
He never pressures you to speak. Like, ever. He doesn’t even notice you don’t talk half the time because he just vibes with your presence
You're still his crewmate, still part of the adventure, still cool as hell in his book
When you do whisper to him? Man lights up like a SUNRISE
ā€œWAAAH YOU TALKED TO ME!!!ā€
Cue excitement. He treasures those moments
He absolutely throws hands if anyone tries to mock or push you into speaking.
No hesitation.
One second of antagonizing you = rubber punch to the jaw
Thinks your ability to stand silent and still in chaos is scary cool
"You don't need words to be strong. I can feel it. You're STRONG."
āš”ļø Zoro
Completely unbothered by your silence—he’s not exactly chatty either
You two could sit in silence for three hours and that’s a perfect conversation to him
He clocks your selective mutism immediately and never asks questions you don’t want to answer
If you whisper something in his ear in public, he listens like it’s sacred scripture
He’s incredibly protective—not because he thinks you’re weak, but because he hates people who mistake quiet for easy prey
The moment someone tries to force words out of you? Zoro’s sword is already out
ā€œYou really think pressure makes people talk? Try bleeding first. Then we’ll compare notes.ā€
He absolutely respects that your silence is a form of control, not submission
Will stand at your shoulder like a silent wall of steel until you nod it’s okay to move
šŸ³ Sanji
Sanji is a soft king when it comes to your comfort
Doesn’t just ā€œacceptā€ your mutism—he adapts to it
Develops a whole love language around your silences: gestures, hand squeezes, looks, shared glances over food
If you whisper in his ear in public? He goes red every time no matter what you said
Treats your rare spoken words like poetry.
"Your voice... I could die happy now."
But if anyone dares try to ā€œmake you speak,ā€ he’s fury on legs
ā€œIf you wanted a conversation, you should’ve kept your tongue attached.ā€
Elegant fury. Fires the first kick. Lights a cigarette after the last one drops
Thinks your silence adds to your mystique and honestly simps hard for it
ā€œThey don’t need to talk, idiot. They’re already unforgettable.ā€
šŸ› ļø Usopp
Understands your selective mutism right away—relates through his own anxiety
Never makes it a big deal, just accepts it as part of who you are
Acts as your unofficial hype man 24/7
Narrates your silence like it’s legendary
ā€œMy friend here? Silent assassin. Writes poetry. Could kill you in three moves. Show some respect.ā€
Gets so excited whenever you whisper to him
ā€œTHEY SAID SOMETHING TO ME. PERSONALLY. ME.ā€
Makes little gadgets to help you communicate—flip signs, buttons, visual cues
If anyone mocks or pressures you to speak, he steps up immediately
Starts going off in a fiery, ridiculous, clearly-exaggerated monologue about how you’re a silent warrior who once stared down a sea king until it cried.
ā€œYou’re really gonna push someone who could take you out with one look?ā€
Absolutely nervous but still defends you—protective even when shaking
Later brags about it like he was chill the whole time
Thinks your silence is mysterious, heroic, and honestly? Very cool
šŸŠ Nami
Notices your mutism instantly and adjusts without missing a beat
Communicates with subtle cues: touch, eye contact, quiet words
Always leans in when you whisper, gives you her full attention
Becomes your translator in crowds, sharp and effective
ā€œThey said back off. Before I make you.ā€
If someone tries to force you to talk, she doesn’t hold back
Fights with sass, smarts, and no mercy—protects you because you’re strong, not in spite of it
Never treats you like a problem to fix
Calls your mutism a boundary, not a flaw
Gets genuinely touched when you whisper something soft to her
ā€œOnly the right people get to hear that voice.ā€
Thinks you’re powerful in your silence—deadly, beautiful, and fierce
šŸ“š Robin
Understands without needing it explained—she’s lived through silence herself
Views your selective mutism as deliberate, powerful, elegant
You’re not ā€œmuteā€ to her—you’re discerning. And that makes you brilliant in her book.
She’s very observant.
Not only does she notice the exact kinds of situations that make you shut down, she preemptively handles them.
Like casually standing next to you in crowds. Leaning in so you can whisper without stress. Ordering your drink without being asked.
You two become silent duo queens, communicating entire conversations with eye contact and head tilts
But when you’re surrounded, alone, and pirates are sneering in your face?
One of them laughs, ā€œThey mute or just stupid?ā€
Six arms bloom from the stone walls and grab all of them by the throat.
Robin walks up, smiling politely.
ā€œIt seems you’re the stupid ones.ā€
She looks to you and tilts her head.
ā€œWould you like me to break their arms or their egos?ā€
You murmur a single word
ā€œEgos.ā€
She smiles wider.
Later, you slip her a note with a tiny sketch of her stepping on the pirate’s face. She folds it into her book like a pressed flower.
šŸ”§ Franky
Thought you were just ā€œcool and mysteriousā€ at first—didn’t realize your silence was tied to selective mutism
When he does figure it out? Immediate SUPERā„¢ respect
Doesn’t try to make you talk—just makes sure you always feel welcome in the workshop
Builds you custom tools or a gadget to help if you want to communicate in crowded places—only if you’re into it
ā€œYou don’t gotta say a thing, dude. You just being here is already awesome!ā€
Treats your rare spoken words like a backstage VIP pass
Will absolutely body block anyone who corners you or tries to force you to speak
If someone mocks you? Cue cyborg intimidation mode
ā€œReal strength ain’t about talkin’. It’s about doin’. And you? You’ve got that in spades.ā€
Loves hearing you whisper in his ear in public.
Instantly salutes.
ā€œCOMMAND RECEIVED!!ā€
Thinks your silence adds mystery and badassery—he’s kind of obsessed tbh
ā€œYou’re like… like a silent laser beam! Precise! Lethal! SUPER!!ā€
🌊 Jinbe
Understands immediately—doesn’t need an explanation
Has deep emotional intelligence and respects boundaries like a king
Offers quiet companionship when you need it, never pressuring conversation
Has an entire repertoire of gentle nods and thoughtful glances for when words aren’t needed
If you whisper to him, he leans in with the patience of a mountain
ā€œYou do not need to speak to be heard.ā€
Would stand calmly beside you if you're being antagonized—silent, unmoving, radiating ā€œTry me.ā€ energy
If someone pushes you to talk? He won’t raise his voice—but he will command the entire room’s attention
ā€œIf your ears are so desperate for sound, perhaps you should listen to your own foolishness.ā€
He believes your silence holds weight—calls it ā€œthe stillness before a waveā€
Deeply respects how you fight without words—calls it ā€œan elegant form of strengthā€
Makes sure the crew understands your boundaries without ever making a fuss of it
Absolute guardian energy, with the soul of a poet
šŸŽ» Brook
Surprisingly intuitive about your silence despite being loud himself
Doesn’t ask invasive questions—just rolls with it, happily filling silences with songs or stories
Makes gentle jokes to ease tension but always watches your cues
ā€œAh, you didn’t laugh out loud, but I saw that smile! Yohohoho!ā€
If you whisper something in public? Dramatic swoon every time
ā€œA private word?! For me?! Oh my heart—wait, I don’t have one!! Yohoho!ā€
He absolutely writes songs about you—like full orchestral ballads of silent bravery
Believes your silence is poetic and meaningful
ā€œSome voices are loudest without sound.ā€
If someone antagonizes you? Brook’s polite tone goes cold
ā€œYour disrespect will not go unnoticed, even by one without eyes.ā€
cue chill-inducing violin chord
Protects you through unexpected intimidation—he’s goofy until he isn’t
Thinks your energy is ghostly and powerful in a way he deeply respects
Refers to you as ā€œthe whisper between stormsā€ in one of his songs
🧸 Chopper
Soooo gentle and sweet with you from day one
Was nervous at first like
ā€œDid I do something wrong? Why don’t they talk to me?ā€
But once he understands, he’s all in: brings you tea, sits nearby while you write, never pressures you
ā€œYou don’t have to talk. I still know you like me, right?ā€
Will make you little cue cards or cute picture communication tools if you want help in public
If you whisper to him, he melts.
ā€œAHHH THEY TALKED TO ME! I MEAN—I’M COOL. I’M NORMAL.ā€
If someone bullies you or gets pushy?
Normally sweet Chopper goes feral mode
ā€œBACK OFF! YOU DON’T GET TO DECIDE HOW THEY TALK!ā€
Will patch you up after fights and praise how you held your own, even without words
ā€œYou’re one of the strongest people I know… You don’t even need a voice to be amazing!ā€
Lowkey keeps a medical log of when you speak or interact more—only to make sure you’re doing okay mentally
Feels extra close to you because you both were misunderstood at first
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You were only gone five minutes.
Five minutes to run down the street and grab new ink, maybe peek into the bookstore. Five minutes away from the crew.
Apparently, that was enough.
They came out of nowhere—half a dozen rough-looking pirates, loud and posturing. One of them stepped in front of you as you turned to leave.
"Oi, sweetheart. Why so quiet?"
You didn’t respond.
"Too good to talk to us?" "Or maybe you think you're better?" "C’mon, just say hi." "We don’t bite… much.ā€
They leaned in. Circling. Testing.
You stared them down, face flat, spine straight, hand hovering near your weapon—but still, you said nothing. You didn’t owe them a damn word.
And that’s when the sound of boots hit the street behind you.
Not loud. Not rushed. But deliberate.
Zoro was the first. Leaning against the alley wall like he’d been there the whole time. He didn’t draw a sword. He didn’t need to.
Sanji stepped up next, cracking his knuckles with a smile that didn't touch his eyes. Smoke curled from the edge of his lips.
Nami lingered behind them, arms crossed, watching. Sharp gaze narrowed. Robin’s shadow moved just beside hers—subtle, but present. You could feel it.
And then there was Luffy.
No drama. No yelling. He just appeared beside you, hands in his pockets, staring straight at the loudest one.
They all paused, instincts kicking in. A shift in the air.
ā€œā€¦This your crew?ā€ one of them asked, voice suddenly less cocky.
You leaned in close to Luffy’s ear, barely a breath.
"I didn’t need help."
He grinned. "I know."
Silence again. Until he tilted his head, smile gone now.
"I just didn’t like the way they talked to you."
That was it.
That was all it took.
The men backed off. Fast. No fight. Just the weight of the crew’s presence and Luffy’s quiet fury pressing down on them like a stormcloud. They knew better.
As they vanished down the street, Luffy turned to you, still smiling—loose and easy like nothing had happened.
You sighed and bumped your shoulder against his in thanks. He bumped back.
Zoro huffed a quiet breath, like he’d been hoping for action. Sanji smoothed his jacket, still glaring at the retreating pirates. Chopper poked your arm, worried, but you just gave him a nod.
The crew didn’t make a big deal of it.
No lectures. No questions.
Just a warm space carved out around you.
Safe. Quiet. Yours.
Because you didn’t need words for them to hear you.
And they didn’t need words to say ā€œWe’ve got your back.ā€
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snowberriesromanoff Ā· 3 days ago
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comics version of this includes all of the above plus a d6 with
1. event season: it's time for the annual tie-in for the big event crossover, for the next chapter your fic is now a chapter in a different overarching story that will never be fully explained or resolved in your fic
2. adaptation promotion: the last named character or team is getting a live action adaptation and needs to have a major role in the story - your MC must either ally with or fight them, they must look cool (maybe even cooler than your MC) the whole time. if you get this twice for the same character or team, that character or team must exit the narrative unceremoniously
3. creative team change: the team is leaving the book and has one chapter to wrap up all storylines, the next chapter will establish a new status quo complete with new supporting cast, major plot arc, and/or love interest
4. retcon/reboot: all of history has changed off screen, which means you get to change a previous part of the fic in the next chapter while acting like nothing is different.
5. crossover issue: different from event tie in, introduce a new character in the next chapter and spend that chapter focusing on the dynamic between them and your MC over all established characters/relationships
6. origin retelling: write the next chapter as a retelling of part of your character's backstory/early life/past career
There should be a fanfic writing game called the showrunners challenge where someone writes a story and partway through someone else can play things like "actor leaves after 4000 more words" or "topic now too politically sensitive due to unforeseen world events" or "lost rights to that reference"
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l0s3rd0wnt0wn Ā· 19 hours ago
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"WILL YOU BE MY PROM QUEEN?"
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Jack Quinn (OC) x Red X!Reader
(This is @invincibledc oc, and I love their work. I wanted to write one of the characters; that's all! PS: The reader is androgynous but also wears feminine and masculine clothing.)
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They're the weirdest couple you have ever laid eyes on; they don't make sense, yet they do make sense at the same time. It's like watching Avatar: The Last Airbender and seeing those weird animal combinations. Turtle Ducks would be a good idea, but it's not a Turtle Duck—something more sinister. Two of you tried to kill each other at one point but ended up kissing in the end. You got cheap clown makeup on your face when Jack came back home a mess, and the crazy thing is it happens repeatedly. You guys try to beat the shit out of each other, and it ends up in a makeout session. It's like this weird kind of love language: "I'll stab you in the neck," "weird marriage proposal, but I'll take it."
At school, it's a whole different story. I like to think you and Jack go to the same school. You're the popular kid, with cheerleaders and jocks falling head over heels for you, while poor Jack, on the other hand, is bullied relentlessly. And of course, you do join in now and then, but when your friends leave, you're always there to pick him up—maybe even give him a Band-Aid or two and apologize for laughing at him. But he better not get the wrong idea. The two of you are friends; your crushes and dreams can change within an instant. But if a single girl shows interest in him, you're quick to stomp into the girl's bathroom and ruin her. That's just how it is.
But behind this mask, it's an entirely different story. You rejected him and laughed when he asked you to the prom, but Red X, on the other hand, put him on the school rooftop. You had to dash out of your dressing room just so you could meet him on time, struggling with your suit's armor. That night, he begged you to show him your secret identity, but you wouldn't dare. But if Jack is robbing Gotham's riches out of a gala with his goons, you won't hesitate to flirt with him as your civilian identity, and he's honestly quite confused. But if it means that the person he has a crush on, who's not only a Wayne, then he'll go down to the floors—he'll do the same for you. If he's in his civilian identity, acting like a blushing mess, he says, "He's so cute." "You mean the guy that just robbed me?" Tim shouts at you.
What year in? Too much of a lovesick, dazed relationship makes zero sense but makes too much sense. What can I say? The two of you are perfect for each other.
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igotanidea Ā· 2 days ago
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Bumpy road: Jason Todd x reader
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Aka: the one with the first fight.
***
They were warning her.
*They* as in pretty much everyone – family, friends, even strangers on the street.
They were warning her that every relationship hits a rough path sooner or later. That the honeymoon phase cannot last forever. That arguments, fights, misunderstandings and other rocks on the yellow road of Oz are about to happen.
Like she was a kid, not knowing that already.
Of course she was aware of all that! Hell – her parents had enough of a clash of characters and silent days to somehow immunize her against it.
She thought herself ready for the stormy days, making a bucket list of things she wouldn’t do with Jason.
Like *not going to bed angry* or *talking through things* or other silly and completely immature naĆÆve things.
Well – having a plan and putting it into action turned out to be two completely different things.
***
The shy sun on the sky, gentle wind and little white fluffy clouds were nothing of a sign of an impending torment.
Y/N was walking back home from work, having taken a few hours for a personal leave with a set date of working it off. Though if it meant spending 10 hours in the office on Thursday to have some more time with Jay on Friday, so be it.Ā 
Absolutely worth it.
Not even fighting the happy smile forming on her face, thinking about the little surprise she had planned for him, she rode along the streets humming the songs coming from the car radio.
Even their shabby apartment in the shitty district of Gotham seemed more vibrant for no reason.
ā€œJay? Jay, I’m home!ā€ her bag landed on the rack, shoes on the shelf, coat in the wardrobe. ā€œbabe? You’re here? Oh – oh, Jay, what happened?ā€
Jason was sitting on the couch, staring blankly into the space, fidgeting with his phone, but not paying any attention to whatever might have flashed on the screen. Anyone else might have been fooled, after all Jason always seemed a little detached and immersed in his own thoughts, especially when he was alone. Y/N was not one of those people, seeing through him almost instantly.
ā€œHey?ā€ The soft sound of bare feet on the floor approaching him from the side finally threw him off and back into reality.Ā 
ā€œHey.ā€ No smile, no sparkles in the eyes, no sign of acknowledgment. Only a slight flinch as if he was trying to pull back and away from her.
Y/N frowned.
ā€œJace-ā€œ
ā€œI’m busy.ā€ His gaze immediately fell back onto the screen, scrolling mindlessly, finding himself a substitute occupation.
ā€œWith what?ā€
ā€œGod, why are you being so nosy?ā€ Jason rolled his eyes, not stopping whatever was so interesting.
ā€œNosy?ā€
ā€œYes, nosy. I’m browsing, ok? How do you think I get the fucking intel for patrolling?ā€
ā€œThrough a Facebook page?ā€ she tried to crack the joke.
ā€œYeah. That too. Do you want to go through my texts now? Is this what this is about?ā€
ā€œWhat? No, of course no. What’s with the hostility?ā€
ā€œI’m not fucking hostile.ā€
ā€œRight… Not at all.ā€
ā€œI just need some freaking silence, is that too hard to understand?ā€
ā€œNo, no, it’s fine.ā€ It was shockingly difficult to say those words, considering the fact she made quite different plans for the afternoon, but apparently the relationship also required compromising. Even if the meaning of the word was forgetting about oneself all together, all for the benefit of the other half of the duet.Ā  ā€œI’ll go get us some snacks, hm? And maybe I could help you with – ā€œ
ā€œWhatever.ā€
Oh, okay. He wasn’t hostile, he was indifferent.
Or maybe just busy.
Right, right, of course, just busy, it was okay. First time for everything, even ignoring her.
She could understand it, obviously, being understanding and giving him necessary space like any considerate girlfriend would.
***
Shit broke free three days later.
Any target group asked would unanimously agree that Monday mornings were absolutely the worst, and external circumstances had nothing to do with it. The loads of easy work from Friday that could be left and handled on Monday suddenly became increasingly difficult and seemed to multiply.
99% of people liked that.
Y/N was no exception.
Good humor? Gone.
Optimistic attitude? Lost.
Exhaustion? Skyrocketing.
Sudden thirst for blood and unparalleled rage? Present.
Incoming storm in her relationship….?
Yeah… Inevitable.
***
It was like the entertainment replay.
Jason was sitting on the couch, staring blankly into space, fidgeting with his phone… yadda, yadda, yadda.
Only this time she had zero patience and zero strength to handle it, heading straight to the bathroom, wiping her makeup, cleaning her face.
Standing in front of the mirror, removing the mascara, the foundation, putting her hair in a messy bun, slowly transforming back into her domestic version.
Just. Wanting. Some. Rest.
Meeting with an angered, almost reproachful look on her boyfriend’s face.
Once again, trying to be sympathetic.
ā€œHi.ā€
Jason grunted.
ā€œWhat’s going on?ā€ she tried again.
He rolled his eyes.
ā€œOh for crying out loud!ā€
ā€œStop being a bitch.ā€
ā€œa – a bitch? I’m sorry, what the-ā€œ
ā€œYes, bitch. You heard me right. You’ve barely been giving me attention lately!ā€
ā€œAttention!? What the hell, Jason!? You’ve been AWOL!ā€
ā€œI’ve been here all the time!ā€
ā€œIn body! But sure as hell not in mind! You spend eight hours in front of the phone and computer on Saturday!ā€
ā€œDid you go through my PC?ā€ he took a step back, fury in his eyes taking her by surprise.
ā€œWhat? No! What is this about!?ā€
ā€œDid you go through-ā€œ
ā€œJason!ā€
ā€œDid you!?ā€ he half-yelled and all her resolutions about being an understanding, caring partner, showing respect and love for the other one went through the window.Ā 
ā€œAre you accusing me of spying on you!?ā€
ā€œMaybe I am! Answer the fucking question!ā€
ā€œYou’re paranoid!ā€ she yelled. ā€œYes!ā€ though it wasn’t true at all. ā€œYes, I did. Happy now!?ā€ she hissed with a vindictive smirk, suddenly wanting to enrage him further for no reason in particular. Maybe for the sheer satisfaction of giving him the same shit he was giving her.
ā€œBrat!ā€
ā€œAsshole!ā€
ā€œIdiot!ā€
ā€œJerk!ā€
ā€œI hate you!ā€
ā€œMaybe you shouldn’t; have gotten into a relationship with me in the first place!ā€
ā€œYou know what?ā€ he hissed, ā€œMaybe you’re right. Maybe I shouldn’t have because-ā€œ
ā€œBecause you’re an asshole-!ā€
ā€œBecause you’re completely immature!ā€
ā€œOh, I’m immature!ā€ Y/N cried out, throwing her hands in the air ā€œhypocrite! You’re always go about work and job Ā and crime rate and vigilantism and crime lords and-ā€œ
ā€œYou fucking knew it! You fucking knew who I was when we started – ā€œ
ā€œYou have changed!ā€ her words came without any thinking and Jason felt like it was a slap. For a moment eerie silence, electrified with tension fell between them.
The only sounds being the heavy beating of their hearts, ragged breaths and unbearable weight of both spoken and unspoken words.
ā€œMaybe I did.ā€ He said coldly.
ā€œYeah, maybe you did. But maybe it’s my fault.ā€
ā€œMaybe I fucked up your life.ā€
ā€œMaybe.ā€
ā€œAnd maybe you fucked up mine.ā€
ā€œRight.ā€
The screaming match turned into an exchange of icy cold gazes and sharp as knives words.
First fight and they were already pulling out the arguments that their relationship might have been a mistake.
Y/N flinched internally realizing she was acting exactly like her parents after 15 years of marriage.
Though clearly the generational trauma poured on her, resulted in an accelerated speed and she was becoming a hag after 15 months.
Fucking great. If anyone was a hypocrite, she just scored a gold star in the category.
Not that she was going to admit it, since he started it.
Besides he was a man, and she was a woman so it was his responsibility to resolve –
God! She was having every little hated characteristic of her mother.
ā€œDo we break up?ā€ he asked and her eyes grew wider.
So easily?
Giving up without fighting or trying to fix things?
Seriously?!
Did he even love her at all or was it all just a game?
ā€œY/N?ā€
ā€œWhat?ā€
ā€œDo we break up?ā€
ā€œYou know what, let’s finish this. I’m tired. I’m going to bed.ā€
ā€œYou didn’t answer the ā€“ā€œ
ā€œJust leave me alone!ā€
So much for *not going to bed angry*.
***
In the back of his head, Jason turned into a little kid.
It wasn’t like he enjoyed this stupid fight and the amount of harsh words and malignancy terrified him.
Truly.
Just like back in the days when he had to stand up for his mother when she was fighting with another pathetic counterfeit of a man.
It was hard to grow up without any male role model, but even if he didn’t know who he wanted to be as a partner, he had a clear idea of who he didn’t want to be.
He hated the concept, the sheer possibility of becoming suspicious, violent, aggressive in words, crude and rude. The exact image of what he had just displayed towards her.
The woman he loved.
The woman he wanted to be protective andĀ  supportive of.
ā€œGreat fucking job, Jason.ā€ He hissed to himself and even though his body was aching to rush to the bedroom, wrap arms around her and silently apologize with hugs and warmth stupid pride prevented him.
She started this after all.
And in the back of his mind he was a five year old, starving for affection and validation, feeling like there was no one who loved him.
Like maybe he was doomed and destined to be alone.
Thinking depressing thoughts to the sound of Y/N’s breaking heart behind the thin wall.Ā Ā 
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shimmerandink Ā· 2 days ago
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Arcane characters with a s/o with a lot of tattoos
Jayce/Viktor/Vi/Caitlyn/Jinx/Silco/Sevika
Jayce
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~Jayce might initially be a bit taken aback by the sheer number of tattoos you have, especially if they’re in places he didn’t expect (like your hands, neck, or lower back). But once he gets over his surprise, he becomes genuinely fascinated by each one. He loves asking you about the stories behind them.
~Whether they’re meaningful or just fun designs, Jayce appreciates the artistry involved in tattoos. He enjoys learning about different cultures, so he’ll ask about the symbolism of certain designs. If any of the tattoos are from places you’ve been or experiences you’ve had, Jayce will eagerly listen, admiring how much your skin tells a story.
~Jayce is a touchy person in his own way, so expect him to trace your tattoos with his fingers when you're together. Whether it’s a gentle stroke across your arm or his fingers brushing over a symbol on your wrist, Jayce often can’t resist feeling the textures of your tattoos.
~He finds it intimate when he’s running his fingers over them, like he’s discovering more about you with every touch. It’s not just admiration, it’s a quiet form of affection.
~If anyone makes a comment about your tattoos, whether it’s a compliment or something rude, Jayce will immediately step in. He’s fiercely protective of you, and if someone dares to judge you, he won’t hesitate to shut them down.
~However, if it’s someone giving you genuine compliments or even curious questions about your tattoos, Jayce stands back a little and watches you glow as you explain the meaning behind them. He’s proud of how confident you are, and he’s more than happy to let you be the center of attention.
~Jayce might ask you questions about how you felt when you got your tattoos, what inspired each piece, and whether you have any future designs in mind. He’ll be genuinely interested in the process and what it meant to you.
~Sometimes, the two of you might spend hours talking about art, design, and ink. Jayce is fascinated by your dedication and commitment to your body art, and he loves hearing the stories behind your tattoos, whether they were impulsive or carefully thought out decisions.
~When Jayce feels like you’re ready for a new tattoo, he might take you to a high-end artist. He’ll love making it an event, maybe even getting a small matching tattoo with you or something meaningful to mark a special moment in your relationship.
~While Jayce might not have as many tattoos as you, he has a huge respect for body art, so he’s willing to indulge in the experience with you. He’ll be there by your side, making sure you’re comfortable, offering a hand to hold, and maybe even taking a picture of you getting inked.
~If another person openly admires your tattoos, Jayce might get a little jealous, but he hides it in a very subtle way. It’s not that he doesn't want you to be appreciated, it’s more that he loves how unique you are, and the thought of someone else getting too close to you (even admiringly) might set off his protective side.
~Jayce’s jealousy will be passive but still noticeable in the way he hovers near you or places a hand on your back or shoulder when someone comments on your tattoos.
~In private, Jayce loves to give you heartfelt compliments about your tattoos. He admires your boldness and your self-expression, often telling you how beautiful they make you look. He’ll whisper things like, ā€œYou’re even more stunning than I could ever imagine,ā€ while his fingers graze over the art on your skin.
~It’s one of those intimate moments that mean a lot to you because Jayce doesn’t throw compliments around easily. When he says something, it’s from the heart.
~If you and Jayce ever go through a difficult time together or face a huge turning point in your lives, Jayce might consider getting a tattoo with you as a symbol of your bond. He may choose something that represents your relationship, like a symbol of trust or a meaningful moment you shared.
~This would be a huge step for Jayce because it would represent a permanent commitment to your relationship and an acceptance of your shared history. It would mean a lot to both of you.
~If you come home with a new tattoo, Jayce might not have a huge reaction at first, he’s calm, but you can tell he’s silently thinking it over. He won’t immediately ask questions, but he’ll be quietly impressed by how you always manage to choose designs that complement your personality.
~Over time, Jayce might even become a little more open to the idea of getting tattoos himself, especially after seeing how much joy and confidence it brings you.
~Jayce is deeply attracted to your confidence. The fact that you wear your tattoos with pride, unapologetically owning your body art, makes him admire you even more. He loves that you’re not afraid to express yourself, in fact, it excites him. You’re bold, and that’s what draws him in.
Viktor
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~Viktor, being a more reserved and thoughtful person, might not immediately express his admiration for your tattoos verbally. However, you can tell by his eyes, he’s always studying the artwork on your body with a quiet fascination.
~Unlike others who may openly ask questions or make comments, Viktor simply watches you with an intense, almost scientific curiosity. He appreciates the artistry, the intricacy of each design, and the precision that went into making it. In a way, he sees the tattoos as another form of expression, much like the way he creates with his own inventions.
~Viktor has always been deeply invested in knowledge and discovery, and your tattoos are no exception. If you have tattoos that have a particular meaning or history behind them, Viktor will want to learn everything about them. He’s the type of person who enjoys hearing the story behind each piece, whether it’s an ancient symbol, a representation of an important event, or a personal choice.
~He might spend hours researching the symbolism of certain designs or asking you more detailed questions about the cultural or historical significance behind each piece. He’ll want to know everything about how they were chosen, and may even come up with ideas for future tattoos that could have deep, meaningful connections to your lives.
~Viktor won’t be as openly affectionate as some others, but his way of showing love and care for you often comes in subtle, thoughtful gestures. If he’s sitting next to you, he may reach out and gently trace one of your tattoos with his fingers, not in a flirtatious way, but rather as an act of admiring and connecting with you.
~He’ll do this while you’re reading together or working on a project, a quiet, intimate moment between you two. It's Viktor's way of showing affection without words, and you can feel how much he treasures the little things about you.
~Viktor knows the world can be harsh and judgmental, especially when it comes to people who express themselves so boldly through tattoos. If anyone dares to say something rude or intrusive about your tattoos, Viktor will quietly but firmly step in. While he won’t be as fiery or defensive as some other people might be, his calm demeanor hides an unyielding support for you.
~He will stand by your side in the face of criticism, giving you the space to respond or simply stepping in with a well-placed, intellectual retort. It’s less about confrontation and more about ensuring you know that he has your back, no matter what anyone else thinks.
~As someone who has an eye for intricate details and precision in his own work, Viktor finds himself admiring the artistry of your tattoos. He can’t help but be drawn to the meticulousness of the designs, the way each line is carefully thought out and how they all come together in a beautiful, cohesive way.
~Viktor might even express his thoughts on the skill of the tattoo artist, comparing them to the creators of mechanical inventions or advancements in science. He finds the combination of art and personal expression to be similar to the work he does, which deepens his admiration for you.
~Viktor sees your tattoos as a reflection of your soul, a window into who you are and what you value. He might compare them to the way he expresses himself through his work, through inventions and machines that symbolize his beliefs, dreams, and desires. Your tattoos become a bridge between you both, where he feels a deeper understanding of your inner world.
~There’s something special to Viktor in knowing that you’ve chosen to permanently etch parts of yourself onto your skin. It’s like he’s uncovering layers of you, bit by bit, through each tattoo.
~Viktor is creative in his own way and may surprise you by offering to design a tattoo for you. He’s not an artist in the traditional sense, but his inventions and innovations show that he has a keen sense of design. He may draw up something based on your shared experiences, a symbol or an object that represents an important part of your relationship.
~His design will be detailed, precise, and deeply thoughtful. Whether you decide to get it inked or not, he’ll appreciate the act of making something for you that’s unique and meaningful. It would be a rare, vulnerable moment for Viktor, as he’d want to make sure that the tattoo holds significant meaning and brings you happiness.
~Viktor is very much the type to support your individuality. If you want to add another tattoo to your collection, he’ll never try to stop you. In fact, he encourages your self-expression and might even come up with ideas that help you express more of yourself. While he may be reserved in his own self-expression, he fully respects that you’ve found a way to wear your identity in the form of art.
~His respect for your autonomy is one of the things you love about him, he sees your tattoos not as a statement for others but as an act of personal significance and autonomy.
~On rare occasions, Viktor might feel inspired by one of your tattoos, maybe the design speaks to him on a deeper level than you realize. One night, when the two of you are alone, he might confess something deeply personal, relating it to one of your tattoos. It could be a shared experience or something about his past, where the tattoo serves as a bridge for him to open up.
~He may not show it outwardly, but Viktor trusts you in ways he doesn’t often let on. The tattoos, in his mind, represent a bond between you both, a way for him to connect with your own story while slowly revealing his.
~Viktor is drawn to your confidence in a way that’s hard to describe. He finds the way you carry your tattoos, with pride and a sense of ownership, to be incredibly alluring. It’s not just the art itself, it’s the way you unapologetically express who you are. Viktor values self-confidence and is attracted to how you wear your skin as a canvas for your identity. He admires the freedom you exude and the way you make your body your own, which makes him respect you even more.
Vi
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~Vi is immediately intrigued when she sees your tattoos for the first time. She’s drawn to them like a magnet, her eyes lingering over each design with curiosity. Tattoos are a form of self-expression, and she admires that you’ve taken the leap to permanently mark your body in such a bold way.
~She’s especially intrigued if your tattoos are personal or have stories attached to them. Vi is a talker, so she’s not shy about asking you the meaning behind each design, even if it’s just something that makes you smile or laugh. She’ll listen intently, enjoying the stories you tell about each tattoo.
~Vi is a bit of a flirt, so expect her to make playful comments about your tattoos. Whether it’s a witty remark about how a tattoo on your arm makes you look tough or how the tattoo on your back makes her want to get closer, she knows how to tease you about them.
~If you have a tattoo in a particularly sensual or personal spot, she may wink and tease you about how it just invites her to get closer. She’ll jokingly suggest she needs to get a closer look to understand it better, usually making you laugh with her cheeky attitude.
~Vi can’t resist running her fingers over your tattoos, especially the ones that are on your arms or back. She’s tactile and loves feeling the ink on your skin. It’s not a sexual thing (though there’s definitely an attraction), but more of a comforting, affectionate gesture.
~If you’re resting together, she might lay her head on your shoulder or lap, running her fingers over the designs as a way to connect with you. She loves the way your skin feels under her touch and often traces the lines of your tattoos like she’s memorizing them.
~Vi can be fiercely protective of you, especially if someone makes a rude comment about your tattoos. If someone dares to judge you or make an unkind remark, expect Vi to step in, her usual tough exterior getting even more intense. She doesn’t tolerate anyone making you feel bad for expressing yourself.
~She’ll shut down the person with a sharp retort or a quiet but firm warning that no one disrespects you in her presence. Vi’s protective nature kicks in, not just because she’s defensive of you, but because she admires your strength in owning your body art.
~Vi may not always express it in the loud or obvious ways, but she’s genuinely appreciative of the tattoos that you have. She loves how they make you you and how you wear them with confidence. There’s something deeply intimate about the way tattoos mark a person, and she respects that each one has a unique story.
~On nights when the two of you are just lounging together, she might quietly tell you how beautiful you look, not just because of your tattoos, but because they’re a reflection of your boldness and individuality. She thinks you're strong for expressing yourself through art.
~If anyone else pays a little too much attention to your tattoos, Vi might get a tiny bit jealous. It’s not that she doesn’t want others to admire you, she just doesn’t like the thought of someone getting too close, even if it’s just admiring your body art.
~She might make a playful, teasing comment like, ā€œYou know, that tattoo does look better when it’s just for me to admire,ā€ or she’ll gently pull you closer to her, showing that she’s the one who gets to appreciate your tattoos.
~If you have a particularly meaningful or personal tattoo that you’re proud of, Vi may express interest in getting one of her own. She doesn’t have a lot of tattoos, but seeing how meaningful yours are, she might want to get something that symbolizes something important to her, maybe a design that reflects her past or her bond with you.
~If she does decide to get a tattoo, it’s likely to be something small but with a significant meaning. Vi’s practical, so she’d go for something simple, yet deeply personal, maybe something connected to her past or a symbol of her love for you.
~Vi might get so fascinated by your tattoos that she wants to try drawing them. She’s not a professional artist, but she enjoys sketching, and your tattoos provide the perfect inspiration for her. She might sketch one of your designs as a way to connect with you further.
~If you allow her to, she’ll try to replicate the design in her own style, and you’ll likely find her drawings adorably imperfect, a sweet, personal gift showing that she’s thinking about you. She might even ask if you’d want it tattooed someday, jokingly suggesting that the two of you could get matching ones.
~If Vi does have any tattoos, she’ll proudly show them to you. She might not have many, but the ones she does have would probably be on places that are personal to her. She’s a bit reserved about her own past, so she’d open up to you more and explain what each one means, letting you see the more vulnerable side of her.
~When she does show them, expect her to act all confident about it, even if the tattoos are a little more understated. She might laugh and make a playful comment about how you’ve probably seen them all before, but she likes showing them off to you anyway.
~If the two of you share a deep connection or a major milestone in your relationship, Vi might suggest you get matching tattoos. It could be something that represents a specific moment or feeling that you shared, something that binds you both together.
~It wouldn’t be a huge, flashy design, but it would hold significant meaning between the two of you. Vi would insist that you pick the design together, making sure it’s a symbol that reflects both of you. It could be something as simple as a small, intertwined design, maybe a symbol of strength or a shared memory.
Jinx
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~Jinx is absolutely fascinated by your tattoos, and she’ll likely become obsessed with every little detail. She’ll want to know the story behind each one, and if you don’t tell her, she’ll demand to know, asking a hundred questions in a rapid-fire style, each more outlandish than the last.
~She loves hearing about the meaning behind your tattoos and will immediately try to memorize every design, sometimes even trying to replicate them with her own wild art style (which may or may not end up being hilarious or extremely chaotic).
~Jinx is the type of person who craves attention and lives for big, loud expression, so she finds it incredibly attractive when someone else shares that energy. Your tattoos are like a direct extension of your personality, and she loves how unapologetically bold they are.
~She sees your tattoos as a visual representation of who you are, a rebel, someone who doesn’t follow the rules, just like her. It makes her feel even more connected to you because she understands that impulsiveness and willingness to take risks. It’s something that she can relate to deeply.
~Jinx has no filter, so expect her to flirt with you and tease you about your tattoos in the most ridiculous ways. She might say something like, ā€œYou know, I think you’re the only one who could pull off a tattoo like that and still look cute,ā€ or she’ll joke about how cool you look with ink on your skin, but she’ll add her own flair to the compliment like, ā€œYou could totally rob a bank and look way too badass for anyone to stop you.ā€
~She’s also the type to flirt and point out all the places where your tattoos look the hottest, teasing you about the idea that she might get her hands on them eventually. She could even draw doodles on your skin herself, pretending to "add" to your tattoos with her chaotic, childish drawings.
~Jinx may get so inspired by your tattoos that she’ll come up with her own crazy ideas for new tattoos, her designs are probably over the top, something loud, messy, and completely out there. She’ll want you to match her in some weird, reckless way, like getting a tattoo of an exploding rocket or something just as wild, because she sees tattoos as another form of expression, chaotic, fun, and spontaneous.
~Sometimes, she’ll tell you that you need a tattoo to match one of her designs, like a large heart with a bomb fuse on it, because why not? She’ll convince you that it’s the ultimate symbol of your relationship: chaotic, unpredictable, and full of energy.
~Jinx is fiercely protective of the people she cares about, and if anyone dares to compliment your tattoos or get too close, expect her to get a little crazy (in a fun way). She may make a sarcastic remark, or in some cases, she could pull you away with a playful ā€œhands offā€ when someone stares at you for too long.
~Even if it’s just someone admiring your tattoos, Jinx might grab your hand, give you a big, exaggerated kiss on the cheek, and declare that only she gets to appreciate your body art. She’s possessive in her unique way, and that’s part of what makes her so intense.
~Jinx has a lot of her own scars, both physical and emotional, and she sees your tattoos as a way to express parts of your story that might be hard to put into words. She can relate to that kind of expression. While she may not always verbalize her feelings, she deeply admires that you’ve found a way to wear your emotions and experiences on your skin.
~Sometimes, when the two of you are alone and comfortable, Jinx will run her fingers along your tattoos softly, almost as if she’s tracing your story. It’s an intimate moment for her, a way to connect with you beyond words. She’ll probably look up at you with that mischievous grin of hers, making sure you're aware that she’s completely enchanted by what’s on your skin.
~Jinx is an artist at heart, so she’s bound to sketch your tattoos or add her own personal flair to them. She loves drawing, and when she’s inspired by your tattoos, she’ll create little crazy renditions of them, or she’ll draw all over her arm with markers and claim they’re ā€œtest sketchesā€ for a future tattoo.
~She might get a little overzealous, though, and sometimes the drawings are a mess of scribbles or odd interpretations of your designs, but that’s part of her charm. She’ll show them to you, proudly proclaiming that she’s going to revolutionize your tattoos with her ā€œartistic genius.ā€
~Jinx is impulsive and thrives on spontaneity, so if she gets the idea that you two should get tattoos together, it’s going to happen right then and there. She won’t care if it’s the middle of the night or if there’s no real plan, the idea of getting a tattoo with you will get her so excited that she’ll start dragging you to the nearest shop or even try to do it herself with makeshift supplies (which you definitely don’t want to trust her with).
~Her tattoo idea might be completely off the wall, like getting matching tattoos of bombs with happy faces or something equally bizarre. But she’d love to share that crazy experience with you, marking the memory with a permanent reminder of her wild spirit.
~Jinx is one to understand the deeper meaning behind your tattoos. If you have tattoos related to things you’ve been through, whether they’re reminders of difficult moments or symbols of triumph, she gets it. She’s been through so much pain and turmoil herself, and while she doesn’t talk about it openly, she can feel the weight of what you carry.
~In her own unique way, she’ll show support by pointing out how your tattoos are like ā€œbadass armor,ā€ and how they make you look even tougher than before. She’ll nod appreciatively, letting you know that she’s proud of you for getting those tattoos, for carrying your scars with pride, much like she does with her own.
~Jinx might even get a tattoo herself, maybe it’s something like a small, chaotic symbol that represents a promise she’s making to you. It could be something as random as a symbol that means something only the two of you understand, like a scribbled heart with a bomb or a twisted little symbol that connects the two of you.
~She might not always express it in words, but the tattoo is her way of making sure you know she’s yours in a chaotic, unconventional way. It’s a ā€œpromiseā€ that she’s always going to be wild, unpredictable, and fiercely protective of you. And when you see her new tattoo, you’ll know exactly what it means.
Caitlyn
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~Caitlyn is someone who values intelligence, composure, and subtlety, and when she sees someone with tattoos, she immediately respects the choice as a form of personal expression. She understands that each tattoo tells a story, and she’ll be genuinely interested in hearing the meaning behind yours.
~Caitlyn admires people who are confident in their own skin, and your tattoos are a reflection of that confidence. She may not have many herself (if any), but she’ll always appreciate the artistry and thoughtfulness behind your tattoos.
~Caitlyn won’t bombard you with questions about your tattoos right away, but if the conversation naturally steers in that direction, she’ll be curious and ask about your favorite ones. She might smile softly, admiring the beauty of each design while paying attention to your reactions as you explain their significance.
~She’s the type who would slowly ask about each tattoo over time, not to invade your privacy but to understand more about you, the person. The questions are soft and gentle, and she listens intently to your stories.
~Caitlyn may not always understand the cultural or emotional significance of your tattoos, but she will always respect them. If someone ever makes a disrespectful comment about them, she’ll quickly shut them down, maintaining her usual calm and dignified demeanor.
~She’s protective of you and doesn’t want anyone to make you feel uncomfortable, especially when it comes to something as personal as body art. She’ll stand up for you in a quiet, graceful way, making it clear that no one has the right to judge you.
~Caitlyn has a gentle and refined way of showing affection, so when it comes to your tattoos, expect her to give you soft, playful compliments. She might say something like, ā€œYou know, those tattoos really suit you. You wear them like armor,ā€ or ā€œI’m not usually one for tattoos, but I can’t help but admire how well they complement your personality.ā€
~Her compliments are never over the top, but they’re heartfelt and warm. She’ll notice small details in your tattoos that others may overlook, showing her attention to the little things about you.
~Caitlyn is a calm and composed person, so when she touches your tattoos, it’s in a way that feels very intimate, like she’s getting to know you on a deeper level. She’ll gently trace the outlines of your tattoos with her fingers, taking her time to study them, almost as if she’s memorizing every curve and line.
~It’s a soft and tender gesture that shows her affection for you, and the way she touches your skin feels very calming, like you’re the only two people in the world. She enjoys the quiet moments with you, especially when it’s just the two of you sitting together, her fingers lightly grazing over your tattoos.
~Caitlyn’s not one to express jealousy openly, but if someone gets too friendly with you and shows an inappropriate amount of interest in your tattoos, you’ll notice a slight shift in her demeanor. She’ll become a little more reserved, maybe giving them a cool, calculated look.
~It’s a quiet form of jealousy. Caitlyn may not confront the person directly, but she’ll subtly pull you closer, making it clear that you’re hers and no one else gets to admire your tattoos quite the way she does.
~If you ever share the emotional or personal meaning behind one of your tattoos, Caitlyn will listen intently, showing deep empathy. She doesn’t easily share her own vulnerabilities, but she may open up to you about something that she hasn’t talked about before, maybe revealing why she values keeping her own body so pristine or how she views the idea of permanence.
~You might find her getting introspective after hearing the stories behind your tattoos. Caitlyn respects the permanence of body art because, for her, it reflects a sense of commitment and expression. She’ll tell you how your tattoos have given her a new perspective on expressing herself.
~Caitlyn might not rush into getting tattoos herself, but she could surprise you with a thoughtful gesture related to your tattoos. For example, she might give you a beautifully crafted journal where you can write down the stories behind your tattoos or even a sketchbook for you to draw new designs.
~If she ever does decide to get a tattoo, it would likely be something subtle and meaningful, maybe a small design that represents your bond, something delicate like an intricate vine or a small symbol that she knows will have a deep, personal meaning.
~Caitlyn sees your tattoos as a form of vulnerability, as each one tells a piece of your life’s story. She admires how you wear them with pride, and over time, she may find herself viewing your tattoos as a sign of your bond, something you’ve shared with her. If she ever does get a tattoo, it would likely be in honor of the relationship you share, a quiet and beautiful expression of her love.
~She might suggest that the two of you get matching tattoos one day, but it would be something simple, maybe a pair of intertwined symbols or a tiny, meaningful design that symbolizes the partnership you’ve built together.
~Caitlyn has a refined appreciation for aesthetics, so she sees tattoos as an art form. She’ll be fascinated by the different styles, from detailed black-and-white sketches to vibrant, colorful designs. She might even take you to a gallery or exhibit where the artwork reflects the kind of tattoo art she admires, showing that she appreciates the craft behind tattoos in the same way she would appreciate a well-curated painting.
~If you have tattoos that reflect your personality in creative or intricate ways, Caitlyn will comment on how well done they are, admiring not just the artistry but the thought that went into each one.
~Caitlyn isn’t one to wear her emotions on her sleeve, but she’ll often find herself quietly admiring you and your tattoos. When you’re sitting close to her, she might look at you for a long time, her gaze occasionally shifting to your tattoos. She finds them fascinating, as they show your individuality and the experiences that have shaped you.
~When you’re not looking, she’ll softly touch your tattoo or give you a subtle, affectionate smile, showing her appreciation in the most reserved way possible.
Silco
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~Silco is a man who pays attention to every detail, and he’s immediately captivated by your tattoos. The designs don’t just intrigue him, they also make him wonder about the story behind each piece. He’s deeply analytical and enjoys peeling back layers of mystery, so he’ll find the tattoos a reflection of your past, your personality, and your experiences.
~At first, he might not immediately ask about them, but when the time is right, he’ll want to know the significance of each one. Silco will want to understand why you chose certain designs, and his questions will be sharp and thoughtful, demonstrating his genuine interest.
~Silco isn’t known for his warmth, but when it comes to his significant other, he is fiercely protective. If anyone comments on or touches your tattoos in a way that he deems disrespectful or intrusive, you can bet that Silco will step in without hesitation.
~He may not express his jealousy with loud outbursts, but you’ll see a dark glint in his eyes and a cold, calculating smile as he handles the situation. He’s protective of your image, and your tattoos are part of what makes you yours, something no one else can claim.
~Silco is all about power and control, and he sees your tattoos as a powerful form of self-expression. He appreciates that you’ve made a permanent statement about who you are, and he views your tattoos as a symbol of your strength. In his eyes, you wear them proudly, showing that you’re not afraid to mark your body with your identity.
~If you have tattoos that represent struggle or rebellion, Silco will admire the symbolism behind them. He’ll see them as a reflection of your resilience and will tell you that he respects your strength, even if he doesn’t say it in the most sentimental way.
~When Silco touches your tattoos, it’s slow, deliberate, and very intimate. His fingers will trace the designs carefully, as though memorizing every line and curve. His touch is purposeful, and he enjoys the way it feels to run his fingers across your skin, feeling the permanence of your tattoos.
~It’s a quiet form of affection for Silco, an unspoken acknowledgment of the connection between you two. He doesn’t do this with anyone else, and it’s his way of showing his deeper affection without words.
~Silco notices things that others might overlook. If your tattoos change or evolve in any way (like adding new ones or touching up old ones), he’ll be the first to notice. He’ll pay attention to the smallest details, from the style to the placement, and might even comment on how the new tattoo completes your look or enhances your overall appearance.
~His appreciation for your tattoos goes beyond their aesthetic; he values how they represent your journey and personal growth. If you get a tattoo to mark a significant event in your life, Silco will acknowledge the gravity of that moment in his own understated way.
~Silco is a possessive individual, but he expresses it in a quiet, controlled manner. He may see your tattoos as another form of ownership, not in a negative way, but in the sense that they’re a permanent part of you, just like you are a permanent part of his life.
~He might ask you to get a tattoo that symbolizes your connection to him, something subtle and meaningful that only the two of you would understand. If you agree, it’s a sign of your bond, and Silco will take pride in it, viewing it as a deeper, unspoken commitment.
~Silco doesn’t often show outward affection, but there are moments when he’ll look at you in admiration, particularly when he notices your tattoos. He’ll watch you with a kind of quiet intensity, his gaze lingering on your skin, as though he’s reading a book he can’t put down.
~The way he looks at you, with that dark yet gentle curiosity, shows that he’s truly captivated by you, not just physically but also by the way your tattoos reflect who you are. These moments are brief but intense, and they convey a lot of unspoken feelings.
~If Silco is deeply involved with you, he might offer to accompany you when you get a new tattoo, though he wouldn’t typically want to make a big deal out of it. He’s not the type to make grand gestures, but he’ll want to be there because it’s a way for him to show his interest and support in his own way.
~He’ll watch you carefully as the tattoo artist works, his eyes focused and contemplative. He might even comment on the process, sometimes making a remark about how nothing in this world is permanent except for things that matter to him, like your relationship or your tattoos.
~Silco might even entertain the idea of getting a tattoo himself, though it would likely be something very personal, minimal, and deeply symbolic. If he does get one, it’s probably not something he’d share with anyone else. It would be a private reflection of his own inner struggles, his desires, and his own mark on the world.
~He would see tattoos as more than just decoration; they would be something deeply personal, a way to reflect his identity and power. If you get a tattoo that aligns with his views or experiences, he’ll see it as a sign that you truly understand him on a deeper level.
~Silco’s jealousy is always subdued, but it’s there. If he sees someone else admiring your tattoos in a way that makes him uncomfortable, he might grow a little colder. He’ll throw a subtle, sharp comment your way about how no one else should get too comfortable with you.
~He’s not the type to get angry or lash out, but he might make a pointed remark about how your tattoos are part of his world, not anyone else’s. It’s his way of staking a claim, though it’s more about keeping you to himself than controlling you.
~Silco sees rebellion as a form of strength and control, so if your tattoos represent that, he’ll admire you even more. If your tattoos are about defiance or breaking free from the rules, he’ll respect that they align with his own values, even if the way he shows that respect is a bit more reserved.
~He may even tell you that your tattoos are a reflection of your own personal strength, and that strength is something he finds irresistible. It’s rare for him to openly admit how much he values that trait, but when it comes to you, your tattoos are a testament to the kind of person you are.
~Silco often thinks in terms of legacy, and your tattoos become a part of that. They’re symbols of who you are and the path you’ve walked. He might look at your tattoos and think of how they will last, even after everything else fades or changes.
~To him, your tattoos aren’t just body art, they are a permanent part of your legacy and an expression of what you’ve fought for. Silco may even say something like, "They'll be with you long after I'm gone," a quiet acknowledgment of how much he values you and the mark you've made on his world.
Sevika
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~Sevika values strength above all else, and your tattoos are no exception. She admires how your tattoos are a form of self-expression, a permanent testament to your resilience and individuality. Each piece of ink on your body tells a story of survival, growth, or rebellion, which resonates with Sevika on a deep level.
~She’ll often comment on how the designs suit you, seeing them as a reflection of your character. If you have tattoos that reflect your toughness or battle scars, Sevika will love how they echo her own life, full of struggle, perseverance, and unyielding resolve.
~Although Sevika has a tough exterior, she’s fiercely protective of those she cares about. If anyone dares to disrespect your tattoos, whether by making rude comments or being too intrusive, Sevika won’t hesitate to defend you. She might not say much, but her cold glare or sharp tone will make it clear that no one crosses her or her partner.
~She sees your tattoos as a part of you that should be respected, and anyone who crosses that line will feel her wrath. This could be in the form of a quiet but dangerous threat or, if the situation calls for it, a more physical display of her power.
~Sevika is someone who is confident in who she is, and she has a deep admiration for people who are comfortable with their own identity. Your tattoos are a physical representation of your own confidence and self-assuredness, and she respects that immensely.
~She may even find your boldness alluring, especially if you have tattoos in places that make you stand out. Her admiration isn’t just for the art itself but for how you wear it with pride, without apology.
~Sevika isn’t someone to ask a million questions all at once, but over time, she’ll become genuinely curious about the meaning behind your tattoos. She’ll want to know the stories behind each piece, but only when the time feels right. Her approach will be slow and deliberate, she doesn’t rush, preferring to let things unfold at their own pace.
~She’s fascinated by what each tattoo represents, and she’ll be a great listener when you share those stories. If one tattoo stands out in particular, she’ll want to hear more about it and may even ask you to explain how it reflects a pivotal moment in your life.
~Sevika’s physical affection can be surprising, considering her rough-and-tumble persona, but when it comes to you, she’s gentle in her own way. If she’s ever near your tattoos, she might trace her fingers lightly along your skin, the touch almost possessive, but filled with warmth.
~She doesn’t touch your tattoos constantly, but when she does, it’s in moments of intimacy, whether it's when you're sitting together or when she’s holding you close. Her touch is slow, reverent, and almost as if she's connecting with you in a way that's quiet yet meaningful.
~Sevika might take you to a tattoo parlor one day, but it won’t be for something flashy or impulsive. It’ll be for something meaningful, perhaps a small but powerful design that symbolizes something significant to both of you. She sees tattoos as a bond, and getting inked together would be a form of unspoken commitment between you two.
~If Sevika does ever get a tattoo, it would be simple, perhaps something that reflects her own battle-hardened life, maybe a subtle design that represents strength, survival, or loyalty. If she gets it, it would be a deeply personal decision that signifies her respect and commitment to you.
~Sevika may not wear her emotions on her sleeve, but when it comes to your tattoos, she has a quiet pride. She’s proud of you for wearing them, for showing the world who you are without fear. When people admire or compliment your tattoos, she’ll often smirk, as if to say, ā€œYeah, those are mine.ā€
~In her own way, she takes ownership of your tattoos, not because she controls you, but because they represent a part of you that she’s connected to. When others stare, she’ll stand close, silently letting it be known that you’re with her.
~Sevika is a woman who doesn’t deal with competition, especially when it comes to you. If someone is paying too much attention to your tattoos in a way that makes her uncomfortable, she’ll get quiet, her eyes narrowing just slightly. Her jealousy isn’t outwardly obvious, but you can tell by the way she stands close to you or the sharpness in her tone when she speaks.
~She won’t tolerate anyone encroaching on what’s hers, even if it’s just someone admiring your tattoos. Her protective nature will flare up in these moments, and she’ll make sure to assert her presence without making a scene.
~Sevika herself has lived a life of rebellion, so she’ll relate to tattoos that represent defiance or going against the norm. If your tattoos symbolize your fight against oppression or authority, she’ll feel a deep resonance with them.
~She might even see them as a badge of honor, a sign that you’ve lived a life on your terms, much like she has. If you have tattoos that signify battles or scars from your past, Sevika will admire your strength in choosing to display them proudly. She would see your tattoos as a form of rebellion against the expectations of society, which is something she personally values.
~Sevika isn’t one to give compliments easily, but when she does, they’re usually well-placed and intense. If she notices a new tattoo of yours, she’ll give you a slow, deliberate look and might say something like, ā€œYou know, I think that tattoo just made you look even more dangerous,ā€ or ā€œI like how it complements your attitude.ā€
~Her compliments are always direct and sometimes laced with her usual confidence, but they’re also laced with a quiet respect. She admires your tattoos because they tell a story, and they show that you’re not afraid to wear your past and present boldly.
~Sevika’s view of loyalty is complicated, but with you, it’s unshakable. If you both ever get tattoos that symbolize your connection, she’ll view them as a sacred sign of your bond. Whether it’s matching symbols or something more personal that only the two of you understand, she’ll wear it with pride.
~Tattoos, for Sevika, are about what’s permanent, what’s unbreakable. She will see them as a form of loyalty, not just to her, but to each other, as partners who face the world together.
~Sevika doesn’t express her feelings often, but when she watches you, there’s a deep admiration in her eyes. When you’re wearing something that shows off your tattoos, a sleeveless shirt, for example, Sevika will quietly observe the way people react to your body art, but her attention will always be on you.
~There’s a certain pride she takes in seeing you fully own your tattoos, and when you catch her staring, she’ll give you a small, approving smirk, almost like a silent affirmation that she’s yours and you’re hers.
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tsin-lockhart Ā· 2 days ago
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OP is right (for one thousand reasons but since writing / fiction / fandom came up let's go with that )
So much of building or defining a character goes into deciding how that character was raised. We see this across all media in the trend of the dead / disappeared mother so that women leads have an explanation as to why they are vulnerable in some way. We also see this in the countless ways people write their own characters' backstories and minds. At some point in character creation it is often (though not always) required to decide how they were mothered (patented, raised, experienced family, or just what their relationship or support from their mother was ) * In other words, understanding how the role and job of motherhood functioned is needed to inform most basic things about characters which makes it inherently interesting to analyze. That and the way the individual mother came to experience life, expresses personality, and has freedoms or depth will transactually inform the character.
We see this same relationship dynamic with the way real people address their traumas and realities. The last few decades have embraced an understanding of mental health without really addressing old fallacies and power imbalances (such as racism and sexism). Part of the perception issue people are having with addressing their own issues (meaning the clear imbalance in possible number of narcissist or similar examples) is that they literally do not have the context and perspective to understand things. Imo cut your hateful mom off either way but there is a difference between thinking that she abused you and is SIMPLY a narcissist for no reason ( narcissistic traits can develop from neglect) and understanding that in the generation she lived she was underpaid paid, over worked, and abused in a way that is no longer socially acceptable and was never going to have the skills or means to be successful at parenting. In other words, we don't hold as much grief over our missing father's because we accept there were large systemic factors and odds against them but we believe in most cases if the mother fails it means that she did not love her child enough , she is evil, she is selfish and she is those things and nothing else.
Understanding motherhood as it's own ecosystem of rules and expectations and knowing that most people online spend their time lamenting their inability to function or make goals should help connect the idea that sometimes women are just people who can fail and giving birth doesn't mean they inherently love and will understand their child. But there really is so little space to address this in media despite how often it is the direct source of conflict in real life.
What's crazy to mean is that this post opened from talking about an aspect of sexism to a way that is addressed in queer identity or writing in this case. But queer spaces allow sexism to be directed and celebrated against poor women all the time. I think the celebration of not wanting or needing or enjoying kids should never stop and is a long time coming but I also think pretending like access to education and the affects of poverty don't heavily impact the way a large majority of women end up connected to partners, and families (for life!) happens in their early 20s. I think that religion is not only murderous to gay people when the way monotheistic religions curate physical and behavior expectations to little girls before they can even spell their name. Sexism is pervasive , it's on top of everything all the time, and it gets boring to point out. But it always lays down a factor, which is why lesbains struggle to get representation in their own spaces because the queer space has some of the same sexist beliefs as straight spaces and some specific to queer spaces but the power imbalances are very weird. People will simply support or allow sexism and homophobia to happen to queer female people who happen to be mainstream and fail in some way, then it's allowed and good to say anything to them in the only spaces they are even allowed in. I'm not dumb or lacking nuance by the way that many queer people are abused by straight women and it sure as fuck isn't their job to wipe everyone's tears but engaging in behavior that punches down isn't a consequence free choice. I also want to clarify, cause you can never be too avoidant of terfs, that if the mpreg tag was also meant to include the way trans people enjoy character creation I don't intend to derail or diminish the joy of that. I'm just addressing OPs point that there's is a lot to talk about in this direction that is often hard to get properly analyzed. Hope that makes sense, trans people deserve everything they want in life and pretty flowers too.
* There is rarely a question that is purposefully intending to discover "what was this characters relationship like with their dad?" exclusively or as the first curiosity. This is because cis women (regardless of education, interests, or even understanding) can biologically become pregant and thus is socially, culturally, and physically (consenting or otherwise) the woman's responsibility to deal with the gestation, birth, and early survival of that life. (Gender expectations and proximity alone give child care to women, and therefore, women are often exposed to the complex needs of children and are often more empathic as a result. Imo this is wisdom that comes from living in gender centric world frames (always oppressive) and is also an example of an area where men's rights should be focused - paternity leave) This is to say, we do learn as much from a characters relationship with their dad as their mom (or we can) but people real and fictional often have to survive without their dads but cannot do so as easily without their moms.
tl;dr : Motherhood as a practice, and the endless ways people can come to that role is thousand time richer and dynamic that people can imagine.
Every time women make something and it's just for women people simply talk about it and title as worse, (women's literature is nothing but examples: cozy murders, romance, and even smut are not inherently lesser forms of writing and women who do write fantasy and action are often forced into young adult) and this extends to the spaces that women take up or that are put upon women.
honestly you all are so annoying because motherhood IS interesting but fandom people are simultaneously obsessed with deciding that every woman has motherly qualities and completely disinterested in actually exploring motherhood as a role that informs a character. I do think exploring a character being a mother can be wildly interesting if they are canonically one, but because of misogyny, people just view motherhood as a totally unremarkable naturalized state that all women must inhabit!
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monstas1ut Ā· 1 day ago
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Characters when they’re breeding you :)
SASUKE UCHIHA, SATORU GOJO, EREN YEAGER
Contains
__ +18 black coded reader, female reader, Squirting ,creaming, the word slut, impreg, breeding, size diff, teasing, pussy eating, talk of getting reader pregnant, unprotected sex
___brown skin can be dark, light, medium color.. whatever. brown is brown.. and it's gorgeous
a/n
__ I’m so sorry I didn’t post in a year I think lmao. Idk what happened. Forgive me :(
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Sasuke Uchiha
It’s not unknown, everyone has heard his preaching about his clan and he wants to restore it. However, most people are more of speaking behind his back. How can he restore a clan when he is the only one left and yet he’s cold, frosted and lonesome? Where is the woman of his dreams? It’s merely the fact of his life, and frankly, even he knew it. Appearing to everyone in Konoha, he’s lonely, an outcast, forlorn.
That truly wasn’t it. The male simply didn’t want to settle for a woman that wasn’t worth his while. This man came from a family filled with talent and ruthless power. Indeed, he could’ve easily rushed into a relationship, however he would like more of a stable relationship. Now, justified, he is fucking a woman that bared no ring on her finger yet, but she was still his.
How could anyone not tell? The second she decided to move into the village, Sasuke found himself staying longer rather than going out on ventures. Everyone figured he’d just gotten tired, and that’s when women of all different shapes and sizes would line up. Unfortunately, they just didn’t understand… They didn’t get it.
ā€œHow come you’re so strong, but you can’t give me more..ā€ Those words were like a black feather running down your back. All you could feel were your knees giving out, your body seeping into the bed. But Sasuke wasn’t having that… no.. he needs you to cum again. He needs you at your most neediest, he needs to warp your mind. Maybe it was manipulation, but you enjoyed his dick so much.. how come you weren’t trying to give him a baby already?
Okay.
ā€œSasukeee, shit~! Stop- gonna make me squirt..ā€ Your words fell on deaf ears. Truly, the Uchiha couldn’t care or give a damn. Besides, you didn't taste bad at all. The male’s tongue was not afraid to slip into regions nobody has ever been before. Your pretty, glistening, brown lips were dripping in juices and saliva. It was a mess, and Sasuke purely enjoyed you in such a state. He’s not known to be with many women but he knew what he was doing. Seeing how you were slipping right through his fingers from pure ecstasy, seeing your pussy gush from just a bit of sucking on that clit… It was easy… But Sasuke would’ve been curse you if you weren’t so damn beautiful.
ā€œThere it is.. Don’t make it difficult next time.ā€
This man couldn’t hide it. He was entranced, he was deeply in love. If you could see him right now, your pussy juices dripping from his face, his right eye was now a deep red that showed the uchiha’s purpose. Red, menacing and ruthless.. while the other stayed that pretty purple. His senses, they were all on you. His eyes half lidded and his lips almost parted from each other as his fair colored cock slipped right back into you. Right after slurping on that pussy like a good smoothie.
It turned your world quick. He slid in like a key, it was perfect. Those veiny hands touched your shoulders, causing you to shiver as he ran down your shimmery brown arms, right to your wrists. Your pretty, fucked out face was pushed firm into the bed as you had no leverage to keep yourself up. Drool seeped out of your mouth onto the sheets as your eyes yelled with hearts.
You loved this man. Should you give him children? No… yes? Your mind was all over the place, but it stayed stuck in the gutter.
Sasuke kept both your wrists, pulling them back as he watched you give in. He could physically see it happen to you. It actually made his eyes widen just a smidge as the blood continued to run to his cock. Fuck. Were you really giving up? He noticed your tone, how your moans were more like chirps, whines. He didn’t stop. His thrusts were rough yet so slow and dangerously addictive. Each thrust gave a flutter to your insides, the ripples of your ass got more intense with each one. Sasuke damn sure didn’t take his eyes off of that, he loved the way that brown mound of an ass slapped against him. It was so far from ugly.
ā€œWhat are you going to do for meā€¦ā€ His voice was grazing your skin, his breathing only getting louder as he held back each moan… The mattress was poor, all of the convincing, the pleas.. the mattress was just as broken down as you. Your walls were so nicely abused by this man that you had to thank him. You truly did! And as your next orgasm began to fall, you did too.
ā€œOh-oh-.. fuck! M-Imma’ give you a baby.. my- fuck Sasuke! Imma have your baby-..ā€ it was so hard for you to speak, and yet you spit it out. Oh, you got to hear the pathetic groan of Sasuke.. just continuously diving deep into you as he let go of your wrists unwillingly. It’s like his hands got weak. You noticed this and practically gasped before lifting your upper body and he just knew his time was done.
Sasuke uchiha took pride in himself, but this? You were such a little sex demon.
ā€œYeah.. imma give you all your fuckin babies.. get me pregnant.ā€ Now sass revealed, and Sasuke was trying to bite back his words and imagination. It was going wild while he noticed you bouncing back on his cock. It was disappearing every second, your pussy just swallowed it up with each bounce. He couldn’t even keep up… no, he kept thinking about that round belly.
His fingers were digging so hard in your hips they may leave marks. That’s how you knew he was so close.. he was right there. It was true, Sasuke’s breathing was getting heavier, quicker.. and his grip on you was tight.. but not as tight as your pussy.
ā€œToo fucking tight.. take it… take it all then.ā€ Although his voice was deep, he couldn’t hide that sharp, whistle of a moan that slipped by when he pushed forward, just balls deep in your brown pretty pussy. You couldn’t breathe, but you felt the warmth and splash of cum in your pussy. It was so much, it happened so quickly..
And all you had to say was that you’d have his babies…?
ā€œAll that cumā€¦ā€ You whispered as his head was resting on your upper back. You could feel his breathing all hot on your back as he was actually rubbing his thumbs gently on your hips. He was such a meanie but sometimes he just knew when to be nice. He was going to have to be nicer when you’re plump with his kids…
Satoru Gojo
You merely believe he’s joking. Literally, you didn’t blink an eye. Perhaps that sent a terrible message to the jokester. Fanning your hand at him, watching a shitty little documentary about something boring. The clocks in your head just weren’t turning correctly. But seriously, how could they when this grown man was pouting?
ā€œY/n… I want a baby. I wanna dress him up in identical clothes.ā€ He said, you remember it clearly when he said this. He was not serious, couldn’t be. That little laugh that came from him, his animated expressions of demonstrating having a child. ā€œYeah okay Gojoā€ you spit out, only to turn back to your phone without having another thought about it.
You literally signed your name on the dotted line.
ā€œYou promiseeeee?ā€
ā€œYeah yeah..ā€
That’s what you said, and Satoru nodded. Now why did you believe that was the end of it? Probably because your boyfriend is a jokester and he plays too many games. You could tell when he was joking or being serious right? Or maybe you just weren’t looking at him and taking him seriously? It was the latter.
The whole day was filled with normalcy , nothing said of a baby nor a child. It was supposed to be a joke.
ā€œNa ah ah… Keep them just~ like~ this~… Makes ya’ look even prettier this wayā€ The male was piercing you with his words, they dug right in you just like his cock. He was just simply admiring his work, watching you fold your legs in a pretzel by his command. He really took a liking to this position, especially since he could hold onto your ankles.
All you did was shakily breathe out, your eyes filled with gloss and regret. Why didn’t you believe him? Now your pussy was getting all ruined and messy. And he was chuckling about it!
ā€œAtta girl..ā€ he spoke, the steam of his words burning right through you as you squeezed your eyes shut. Embarrassed by your gushy noises coming from your needy cunt, you decided not looking at Satoru would suffice. However, he just wasn’t having that.. first you don’t believe him, now you didn’t want to look at him? You were going to be teased today, you deserved it.
ā€œLook at me, pretty. Watch me put a baby in you, since you thought I was jokin’..ā€ Satoru didn’t miss a beat, his cock going in and out and in and out. You were forced to stare at him now, but you got butterflies looking into his deep, light blue eyes. They glowed with intent on getting you full with babies. But you couldn’t look at his cock going in and out. If you did, you’d see your lower stomach just bulging out ever so slightly. He was so juicy and big. His cock was as pale colored as him, veiny and had an ever so slight curve that would tease at your g-spot. And the tip of it was so pink, just as pink as your insides.
ā€œS-Sat-ā€¦ā€
ā€œThat’s not my name.. Say it full out for meā€ His smirk was laced throughout his words as he watched your eyes roll back. Those pretty russet colored breasts were bouncing so much he could internally laugh at your predicament… Sure, you looked beautiful but sometimes it’s funny when you’re wrong. And you were wrong about it all. ā€œSatoru… Satoru baby..ā€ you choked out, your legs slipping from the pretzel position as you became tired.. but he just gave a little shrug.
It was alright, because he pressed his lanky fingers and his palm against the underside of your thighs and he pushed forward. You were folded up again, yet in an entirely different position as you watched him concentrate. He couldn’t stop, not for a second. Those burly arms of his were flexing as his pretty blue eyes watched your pussy eat his cock up. He was enjoying the show… and he enjoyed it even more when your eyebrows were all furrowed. He only looked up at your face once to experience heaven.
ā€œSatoru-… O-Okay~… J-Just dump a baby in me- fuck.ā€ You finally said it, and you threw your head back as he sped up his thrusts. His white locks of hair looked like the sun up above as he had a daring smirk on his face before he got serious. That pussy was talking to him, and he’d be dumb not to respond.
The bed was making noise with each thrust, and Satoru gripped your thighs tight. He tightened his core and gave it all he had, turns out that was just a bit too much for you because you were already creaming on his pretty dick. It was an artistic expression.. just coating his cock in your cum, it made him chuckle.. a moan following it.
ā€œMessyā€¦ā€ Satoru muttered before the thrusts ceased and he slid out of your pretty little gaping hole before gently slipping two lanky fingers into you. It made you jolt with pleasure and overstimulation. It made you look at him with confusion, but you were too late. His cock slid right back into you, and his fingers slipped into his mouth.. just tasting every bit of your naughty substances.
ā€œOh my god-..ā€ you moaned loudly, feeling like you were going to cry from the deepest sex you’ve ever experienced. But you weren’t the only one. Tasting your sweet cum while digging in your pussy with his tip was the best feeling ever. And Satoru was not one to keep his moans to himself. He made sure you knew your pussy was the best.
ā€œGonna have my baby right?ā€
ā€œYess-.. all of themā€¦ā€ you cried out, gripping the bedsheets and damn near tearing them.. that’s before you heard the prettiest, deepest moan. His blue eyes were filled with intense energy and warmth, that’s before you were filled with the same things… warmth and his energy.
ā€œDamn rightā€
Eren Yeager
ā€œYou think I’d look cute pregnant or would I look ugly?ā€
Eren looked at you while you had stuffed clothes under your shirt. You shaped it so it looked like a belly, and to be fair.. you looked cute. Not saying that because you were his girlfriend, but just in general. He kind of rolled his eyes though. ā€œCute. Why would you look uglyā€ his tone sounds like he’s uninterested, but his heart thumped in ways he couldn’t explain. He never really thought of you pregnant.. and why the hell not?
ā€œDunno. I just can’t see it.ā€ You added as you removed the clothes, only adding fire to the already burning house that was laying on the bed as it watched you in the bathroom mirror.
That’s when said house stood up and with a sigh he and his tall form was now behind you. His long, brown hair tickled your head while his hands grazed against your ass before stopping at your hips. He was bare at the top… scars and battles from the war on his chest that showed his strength.. truth be told, it made you wet.
ā€œCan’t see it? Well maybe cuz’ it’s not real. See.. women get a glow from pregnancy.. not sayin you ain’t already got that.. but it’s a different glow.ā€ Eren explained gently as you felt the cold touch of his chain behind you.. just whispering against the back of your neck. You stared at him in the mirror as he smirked with those pretty white teeth. ā€œAnd how do you know all that..ā€ you purred, almost teasing him.
ā€œIt’s a real thing.. some women get it. But you’re so gorgeous, I just know you’d turn even more heads than you do already, babyā€ He stopped to look at you, but not in the mirror.. from the side of your face before he kissed your jawline. ā€œEren… you don’t know that though-..ā€ ā€œwanna bet?ā€
The little sex fairy put an arrow right through the both of you. Had you not looked at him in a sultry manner, Eren would’ve probably let it go. He hasn’t thought about babies.. but the second you say something about pregnancy and he’s all over it like white on rice. To be fair, it was quite pathetic in a way, and he’ll admit it.. but he got weak thinking about you just all chunky with his kid.
Eren’s imagination was bright and sunny, and his determination was just that much bigger.
ā€œR-Right there….ā€ You sharply breathed in as you watched the man in the mirror. His veiny, scruff hand around your throat with ease. He was treating you like a puppet, making sure you stayed in the same position, and moved to his heart's content. ā€œI know baby.. I know..ā€ he practically cooed, his other hand caressing your thigh that was up on the sink counter. It was jiggling just as much as your ass was as he gave slow and soft strokes inside of you. This was one of Eren’s soft days.. Free from anger, free from frustration.. he has been like this for awhile now.. maybe after being discharged he’s calmed down.
Sex with him now is like a sweet sensual melody… and as of right now, he needed it to be.
ā€œWhat am I doin right now, baby..ā€
ā€œY-You m-makin love to me..ā€ you slurred out, eyes slowly rolling to the back of your head as you choked back a moan.
ā€œThats right… and why am I going so deep..ā€
ā€œSo I can give y-fuck… so I can give you a baby..ā€ you moaned out sharply as the once cold, marble counter was now filled with the warmth of your body heat and the warm sex you two were taking part in.. The floor beneath you both was a bit wet, Eren didn’t care… He never did care for mess. Especially now.
ā€œThats right… Give me that reward for beating this pussy so good.ā€ The words Eren spoke were like vibrations to your clit. It shook you to your core, like it was on the highest setting. He knew what to say and what buttons to press in your mind. Not only that, but he knew this position was so deep. You were opened up like a slut, and the way your pussy was gurgling on his cock was just embarrassing.. but that showed just how open it was.. how stretched it was for him and him only.
Eren loved it, let alone your tears falling down your face. It made him speed up. The small little decor on the sink’s counter was pushed off by accident, and your body was now being lifted from the floor a bit as his thrusts were now close together. You couldn’t feel the floor with your foot.. and the other was perched on the counter still.
ā€œEren!.. oh- fuck me..ā€ your mind was spinning. It’s like you could feel each vein of his cock on your pink walls. You could feel your pussy crying for release, your orgasm at the tippy top. It was like a waterfall, your body trembled, but you could tell you weren’t the only one reaching that high.
Eren got quiet. And everytime he gets quiet, he starts biting that bottom lip of his.. he gets all red in the face and his brown hair starts to stick to his forehead a bit. His eyes spark focus, and he will then drop his head back. You watched it in the mirror, his every move.. that’s before he looked at you in the mirror once before a husky chuckle left his lips.. a moan escaping from his throat.. it was from the depths of his heart..
And his cum straight from his heavy balls went straight into your wetness. Your body took in every drop, every single one.
ā€œI-Ion know if that did it or not..lemme try againā€
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lostpie Ā· 2 days ago
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a/n : here you go with my first ever post. Im so excited and so nervous at the same time. I hope you guys like it. And idk the art credits , if you do , please let me know.
Warnings: written with a fem!s/o in mind , manga spoilers and characters may not behave canonically , it's my interpretation of them so feel free to disagree... Also , i have counted potential trauma trigger factors as red flags ; if it doesnt count so , please let me know so i can improve.
THE RED AND GREEN FLAGS OF BLUE LOCK GUYS IN A RELATIONSHIP :
Michael Kaiser
Red Flags 🚩
Manipulative asf. It's canon in the manga that he reads psychological books to understand and control people better and that applies to your relationship as well. He will pull tricks on you to avoid accountability and responsibility most of the time.
Physical Trauma. I haven't seen any headcannons stating this but this man was abandoned by his mom and was constantly abused by his father. So physical affection might be awkward and stiff at the beginning because physical contact without getting hurt is a foreign concept for him. (But gets used to it if you are patient enough with him)
Green Flags āœ…ļø
Spoils you A LOT. Princess treatment at its peak. We have seen how angry he got when his dad harmed the only thing he owned in his childhood , his soccer ball. He values his possesions and treats you like you are something he is proud to own.
If you get past his exterior and find the traumatized little boy in him , he is insecure and has some abandonment issues from his mother. So he treats you in a way that would make you want to stay with him. (Idk if its a green or red flag tbh)
Alexis Ness
Red Flags 🚩
Has OBSESSIVE attachment issues. Have you seen this man around Kaiser ? He is like a servant. Gets EASILY attached or addicted to people , possessions or habits. This results in two different bad outcomes : One is that if you ever were to break up with him , he probably would cause problems because he doesnt want to let you go or would guilttrap you into staying. The other is because of his easily-attached nature , its way TOO easy for him to gain addiction to harmful things like gambling , smoking etc.
Indecisive and constantly nerved. We have seen how nervous he got when he received the last ball in the last PXG match , thinking about what he should do. That is the energy he would constantly have. You can't leave this man alone on choices. He can't do nothing by himself. It is always on you to plan dates , outfits etc.
Green Flags āœ…ļø
This man is your no1 supporter , your personal cheerleader , no1 hypeman. Right from wrong. He defends you so fiercely that he makes people think that you are his god. You may be defending sth ridicilously wrong like p0rn addiction but he is right there defending it with you like his life depends on it.
Isagi Yoichi
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KING of overthinking. His analiytical mind works against him in relationships. You could have just told him "no" to something simple as an ice cream flavor , he is over there thinking that you dont love him anymore , your relationship is over and whatnot.
He doesnt mean to but when he gets angry , his words gets so agressive that he can call you a wh0re out of nowhere. (slursagi moment here) So arguments with him are mostly heated and doesnt really end well.
He is a socially awkward bean as its implied in the light novel, so getting him into crowds is a huge work. Constantly avoids family or friend gatherings.
Green Flags āœ…ļø
This man has a loving and functioning family and knows how to treat a woman so expect to be treated like you deserve , like the queen you are.
He constantly learns things about you and tries to apply it to himself , just like he does with soccer. What you like ? What you dont ? Your love language ? What makes you happy ? What makes you cringe ? All of it. And he REMEMBERS. Dates , people , everything.
Itoshi Sae
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WORDING. This man has issues with how he talks to people. Have you seen the way he treats his younger brother ? He is a terrible communicator. His words are blunt , unfiltered and even tho he may not mean bad , they sting most of the time.
Time issues. This man STRUGGLES to make time for you when he is busy with his soccer schedule. Doesnt put you at his first priority , you are always behind soccer in importance to him. (Unless he feels like you are THE ONE for him)
Green Flags āœ…ļø
He is always attentive to your needs. He doesn't talk much but his actions does. Big on acts of service. You wake up to see a small breakfast , a coffee and a note saying to take care of yourself. Mention you need sth in a convo ? Next day its on your door with a parcel.
Itoshi Rin
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He is apathetic most of the time. Sometimes you aren't even sure if he loves you or not. It takes a lot of effort to making him care for sth other than soccer and his elder brother.
Green Flags āœ…ļø
This boy LIVES for the day that Sae will finally acknowledge him. And if you are dating him , your opinion matters to him too. He LOVES praises , especially coming from you. So you praise him on his skills at anything , especially at soccer , he will melt into a puddle in your arms. He will deny it with his life but he loves being acknowledged and seen.
This brings me to the second point. He sees YOU because he knows what it feels like to be seen as a shadow of somebody else. He doesn't outwardly complement you but he shows through actions that he sees your effort and is proud of it.
Helps you study or finish your tasks. His English knowledge is otherwordly and canonically doesn't really care for any other lesson than English as it will not do any good to his soccer career but will put in effort to learn a spesific lesson so he can teach you.
Mikage Reo
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Growing up as a nepo baby , he got everything he wanted. He still does. And it makes him unable to understand the struggle of other people who are working 8am-5pm and living paycheck to paycheck. He isnt outwardly rude or insulting but silently judges when people mention something being expensive or that they need to save up.
Again as a nepo baby , he never learned how to control money. So without an advisor , he would go bankrupt in an instant. He wastes money like he has a personal problem with his dad's bank account.
Being a rich kid , he has always thought that people come to him for money. (I think this is something we all agree upon as the blue lock fandom.) So he has trust issues.
Green Flags āœ…ļø
Has no problems buying you anything you want/need no natter how "expensive" you think it is. My mans is rich. šŸ™‚ā€ā†•ļø
Have you seen the way he puts in effort with Nagi ? He will physically drag you to kitchen if you forget to eat , will force it down your throat if you forget to drink water, will wake you up in time. He is just happy he finally has something he feels he earned and deserved , so he doesn't see anything wrong with cooking a full course meal half sleepily at 3 am for your midnight cravings.
Bachira Meguru
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My boi is schizophrenic. Canonically. I know it's because of something sad like having no friends and trying to cope , but no healthy mankind would have an "imaginary" friend.
Has hyperactivity issues /ADHD. This may not count as a red flag as it's a health condition but days with him is TIRING.
Green Flags āœ…ļø
Anything you do with him turns out to be funny at the end. He knows how to have fun and entertain you , so dates with him would be something you always look forward too.
You're not only his first girlfriend , but also one of the first ever friends. So he treats you more like a girl bestfriend than a girlfriend.
Shidou Ryusei
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I have seen a headcannon that he is raised by his grandparents because his parents were neglectful/busy with work. And i believe that with my whole heart. So he has family issues too. He grow up as rowdy and energetic as he is because he got fed by his grandma's delicious cooking which gave him a superhuman energy boost and had little to no supervisor by his side. (Poor grandparents tho , how they can handle a boy child at that age ? )
Probably has sexual trauma. Because the way we have seen him oversexualize himself and people around him is usually a trauma response.
Has anger management issues. No one can convince me otherwise.
Green Flags āœ…ļø
This man is up for ANYTHING you want to do. Your no1 partner in crime. You can text him something like "i wanna go to a haunted escape room" in the middle of the night and he is at your door in 5 mins with a camera for photos , a few snacks and ready to go.
Brags you to his friends like you are the only thing worth of talking. Shows you of to anyone who asks and goes "you see that gorgeous sexy woman there ? Yeah , she is mine".
Is your guard dog. In LITERAL meaning. He has a tendency to get physical at the slightest trigger and will defend you like you are his treasure while wearing the proudest smirk.
Otoya Eita
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LOYALTY. I don't think i have to even say it. This man has commitment issues and an infamous reputation as a cheater. Leaves you wondering if you are actually his girlfriend or one of his sidechicks. You can never be 100% sure with this man and this causes HUGE trust issues in your relationship.
Doesn't take things really seriously. Unless you force him to listen , care or do something ; he just laughs it away and acts like nothing happened.
Green Flags āœ…ļø
This man is a comedian at heart. Can make you laugh even when you are ugly crying over a failed exam.
Flirts like it's his second nature. Annoyingly smooth with his words and actions. (It's a green flag when it's against you but a red one if it's against other girls tbh)
Karasu Tabito
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Another born-to-be-a-womanizer. Mostly under the effect of Otoya on this topic , he rubs off on him.
Green Flags āœ…ļø
Will make you feel special around him. Because to him you are the most beautiful girl he ever laid eyes upon and he will make you feel like it. He leaves no room for you to feel insecure about anything.
Oliver Aiku
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Yet another charming flirt. Probably the biggest one yet because in the manga we have seen him with two girls in the same time , one of them just ambushes him and catches him with another. šŸ˜” He has had a lot of partners before you and it makes you feel like you are another insignificant person in his life and he will have a lot more after you.
Green Flags āœ…ļø
Even tho it may be a bad thing that he has had a lot of partners before , it also makes him experienced. He knows how to handle a crying woman , what time and where to take you out on a date , helps you on you period etc.
He IS responsible , even tho people may not see him so. He is a team captain so he knows how to take responsibilities and carry them.
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between this post and that post i am starting to reach levels of Sad About Jiang Cheng i had previously thought impossible. both metas are basically about the reality that wei wuxian was visibly and practically favoured over jiang cheng by his family members. and as the former points out it's sorta like… well, 1) he "needed" to be, because he was in a more vulnerable position socially and had been through more hardship, because his relationship with his family was not considered inalienable and therefore needed more reinforcement. and 2) because it's just… easier to favour him? he's magnetic and charming and fun to hang out with and always has a conversation ready to go. jiang cheng is not any of that.
i was chirping about this earlier – a thing about jiang cheng is that from a young age he is put into a lot of situations where everything sucks and he feels hurt and victimised but there is NO way for him to express that without coming off as completely unreasonable and unsympathetic, and even as a child he knows this. it cumulates in a big huge way with the core transfer. like he is upset when wei wuxian is praised over him, but he can't complain because it's simply true that wei wuxian did a better job. he's upset when wei wuxian receives comfort over him, but he can't complain because wei wuxian needs it or deserves it more in that moment. this continues for most of his life and i'm sure everyone who's ever had one of these moments knows there's no good coping method, you either complain anyway (and come off as entitled and jealous) or you try to get over it (which hurts to do and doesn't even garner any praise because it's kind of the bare minimum) or you internalise it as a You Problem (which breeds resentment and insecurity).
like afaict jiang cheng spends a formative portion of his childhood really aware that he's the unfavourite for a good reason and the main thing he can do to be shown the favour he craves is to be a different person with a different personality. really sucky situation for a kid to be in –
(especially because in his youth, a lot of these situations were literally no-win scenarios. because if he's worse than wwx at something then his mother yells at him and hits his brother and his dad doesn't do anything, but if he's ever better than wwx at something then he won't get praised for that either! because it would be something that's to expected from him anyway.)
and this is the background noise against which jc begged crying on his knees for wwx to be spared punishment, then attacked and strangled wwx, then tried his best to die to protect wwx. this is a relationship where… of course there's resentment. it would be crazy if there was no resentment. but there is still love. that's even crazier!
currently i think jiang cheng as a character is basically a depiction of a guy who fundamentally kind of sucks, but is actively trying his best and is frankly doing a pretty great job at not sucking. like he just doesn't have a good or fun personality and he's not likeable and he's not talented or sweet or charming or anyone's favourite person (EXCEPT – WAIT – EXCEPT FOR WWX'S!!! PRE-LAN ZHAN! and now – jin ling's!!!!) and he knows all of this, but he still spends a lot of the story trying his fucking best to be good to all of his people anyway.
he spent his childhood getting outshone by his brother and pissing off both his parents by just being himself, then his entire family died, then as an adult he was left out of the post-sunshot War Hero Boy's Club and had to jockey for political favour as the youngest and least experienced sect leader while the beacons of righteousness and confidence that were nmj and lxc were to his either side, his sister dies in his arms while looking at his brother, and even as an uncle he's competing with the always-gentle, always-sweet jgy who has the stronger social claim to his nephew due to being on the paternal side of his family. and all he's got to work with is himself, and that hasn't been good enough even once in the last 30 years.
a lot of jc haters have been @-ing me lately to expound on how jc is annoying and insecure and selfish and a prick and it's like ok yeah to all of that but frankly considering the circumstances he was operating under i think it is a fucking miracle that he didn't turn out worse.
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