#the shared courses are just a bit annoying bc the ones i have left are like. the stuff im not good at n havent actually studied in yrs

[cat-soap-opera]

havent been able to work on the pre-production of CoRV very much as of late bc of school n being pretty art blocked, but im still hoping to have act 1 thumbnailed before fall. i wont have to travel all the way to school during june apparently, so that should help a lot.

[mashiraostail]

Plleeassee 'you can sit on my lap' with Halsin PLEASEEE

ur wish is my command I did SFW bc it felt right but lemme no if u want different :3

It was always the same, which was sort of what annoyed you. It's not that your day to day fights had been particularly hard it was just the constant bumps and scrapes and bruises that weighed you down. Never enough damage to justify wasting healing magic, but just enough that you were uncomfortable in your day to day. You left some wounds to heal even once you're back at camp, preferring to let the others get fixed up before you. Today you could feel the itchy irritation of a cut healing over, right across the bridge of your nose. It was a constant bother, like a bug flying around your face, a tickle that would not subside no matter which way you scrunched your nose up.

"This city air isn't doing anything for me either." You feel Halsin's hand come down on your shoulder, heavy and warm. For a moment you were confused, you'd not complained at all since setting off for the day, then you realized your discomfort may be less subtle than you thought.

"Oh..." You wave, "who am I to complain?" You did enjoy Halsin, well perhaps more than enjoy.... given your late night trysts. Though he was still unfamiliar to you in some ways, and lacking a formal name for what the two of you shared often left you uncertain in your day to day with him.

"Please, I think this city would benefit from some complaining." He looks down at you, "I thought I was the only one."

"No..no.." You resist the urge to peel the scab over the bridge of your nose away, you were certain you'd start gushing blood all over, which given your current location made no sense at all. It had actually been a rather tame day so far, and it was already almost over.

"I think even the most dedicated Baldurians have it in them to complain about the smell from time to time." You give in, and start to chip away at the corner of the scab closest to your tear duct.

Halsin just laughs, "I see, well I suppose it's good to know I'm not alone..." He removes his hand from your shoulder and looks around a bit as you walk, though he stays close to you.

You can't help but hiss at the feeling of your skin peeling back, beyond the first wound, you supposed that was karma for picking it.

"Are you alright?" Halsin turns over his shoulder at you, "I heard you-" He looks down at your hand by your nose, "leave that alone." He bats your hand away, "you should have let me clean it up days ago, see now? You've made it worse."

"It's itchy." You rub the bridge of your nose for emphasis, "and I can't help it. I've always picked at my scabs, where do you think all these cool scars came from?"

"I can't say I doubt that. But still, this city is dirty, it's best to not bare an open wound to this kind of air." He procures a small cloth and dabs at the blood as it appears, "it's good you didn't peel open this whole thing, and it's a wonder you've not complained till now."

You can't help but flush at the attention, if anyone with you notices they spare you, "I'm alright, I've dealt with much worse."

"I'm sure you have, but there's no need with me around.... To tell you the truth," He dabs the small cloth with his tongue and wipes the dirt and grime away from the edges of the newly opened flesh, "I enjoy doting on you."

You look down at your boots to avoid looking at him, you can feel your ears burning.

"It's hard to see the damage out here, do you think you can hold out till we set up camp for the day?"

"Of course-" You swallow your embarrassment, "I'm okay like this, I'll live."

"Oh I hope so." Halsin is smiling at you, "who knows what I would do otherwise." He hands you the cloth, "keep this, incase it bleeds anymore."

"Thank you." You look up at him, "you've been a big help."

"Don't thank me, just.." He guides your hand holding the cloth up to your nose, and uses it to cover the wound, "keep it clean until we settle in for the night." You can only nod up at him.

True to your word you do keep your wound covered in the cloth for the rest of your journey that day. It was a long one, boring too. As much as the little battles left you irate, a boring day of gathering information and talking to every no name on the street was equally irksome.

When you get back to camp Halsin seems busy with Gale, who despite his best efforts is always the most banged up by the end of the day. You almost feel bad for him, until you see him bright and pristine every morning. So you sit by the fire, content on sharpening a stick into some sort of miniature spear, humming to yourself.

When Halsin finds you all of the dark bark has been scraped off the stick leaving it white and brittle looking.

"You hide in plain sight you know?" He offers you a hand and you take it, allowing him to hoist you up to your feet.

"It's one of my many talents." You toss the sharpened stick down, "how's Gale?"

"He's fine, I apologize, I should have come to you first."

"No," You laugh, "I'm sure he needed it more than me. You're here now."

"I am." He smiles at that, wider than you'd ever previously given yourself credit for, "come, let me see." He waves you closer and leans down toward you.

Once you've closed most of the gap you feel his eyes wander beyond the gash over your nose, down to your neck and collarbones, all to way to your wrists.

"Now that we're close like this...when was the last time you've been healed? Has Jaheria been taking up the job in my stead?" He seems almost offended at the thought.

"No-" You shake your head, "No, I've been mostly alright."

"Alright? You're practically covered in cuts and bruises- let's go someplace more private, you should have a once over." He guides you with a hand sprawled out between your shoulder blades, not leaving room for protest.

"You should have come to me sooner." He breaks the silence once you're away from camp, surrounded by trees and brush.

"You're always helping the others, I'm used to this, I'd rather they get what they need." You insist, gesturing vaguely to yourself.

"You can all have what you need." Halsin seems perplexed, "there's more than enough healing magic to go around, you don't have to worry about that."

"well it must be exhausting, constantly casting spells, you're always taking care of the others, what about you?"

"What about me?" Halsin tilts his head at you quizzically, "I'm alright too."

"Well who takes care of you?"

"When you live as long as I have," He starts tending to some of the smaller cuts on your arms, "you learn to take care of yourself. It comes with time."

"That's not fair." You frown, "everyone relies on you. It must be a heavy weight, especially with no one to lean on, or to rely on to care for you."

"You." Halsin sits on an old stump, "I have you. We care for each other....unless I'm mistaken."

"You're not." You allow him to turn you around, inspect you every which way for any major damage left untended.

"Good. Come here." He waves you into him but you stand, flushed and confused before him.

"Here." He gestures again, "you can sit in my lap."

Nervously you do, slotting yourself against him. It hadn't been many times but you'd sought his company before, and the feeling of his large hand cupped around you thigh was welcome, almost calming. It doesn't take very much magic at all to get you right again, and you're glad to accept it, at this point the constant discomfort was bordering on pain.

"You must be exhausted, they were small injuries but they were plenty, it must have worn on you." His hand spreads over the small of your back, "I meant what I said before." On his lap it's much easier for him to rest his head against your chest, you feel his hair tickling the side of your neck as he does.

"I enjoy caring for you, perhaps it's self serving, but please allow me the pleasure of it more often."

"I wasn't sure-" You flush at the sudden tenderness, it wasn't brand new, nor was it unwelcome, but it was still fresh, still took getting used to. "I didn't want to burden you."

"Be sure now." He picks his head up, "you're more than asset to hinder or help me me.... and certainly more than a friend." He spares a glance down to your hand, where it has wrapped around his bicep. "Don't be modest, when you ask for me, I'm happy to go to you. If I can bring you any comfort on the road ahead, then I'd be honored to."

"Thank you, Halsin." You rest your hand on the side of his neck and he hums at the feeling, glancing between your bodies then back to your face.

"You don't need to thank me," His hand slides along the divot of your spine, a soft touch made firm by the rough skin of his palms, "just come to me, whenever you need, even when you don't need to, but only want to. I do miss you after our nights together. I'd take comfort in knowing you feel the same."

"I do.." You nod, "I just hate to steal you away when the others-"

"Steal me away all you like," He laughs, "Gods, that sounds heavenly. I'm sure the others can manage a few hours." He kisses you for the first time that day. Which wasn't unusual, often he waited for more private moments to voice and show his affections, it was welcome and warm and you were glad to be on the receiving end of his affections.

"And knowing you feel the same is all the better." He wraps his arms around you in a bear hug perfectly fitting of the man giving it.

"I'm grateful to have spent this time enjoying you." He takes a deep breath, like he's trying to get as much of your scent as possible.

"Can we stay for a bit? Like this?" You pull back and pin away a stray strand of his hair, his chest huffs with a light airy chuckle as he nods.

"Of course, but you'll have to tear me away when you're done. I fear I won't want to go anywhere once I've settled down with you on me like this."

He resumes his bear hugging and despite the tightness of the hug, and the closeness of your bodies you don't feel cramped at all.

[chryblossomjjk]

distractions | jjk

⇢ PAIRING: fuckboy!jk x inexperienced reader

⇢ RATING: m/18+

⇢ WC: 1.1k

⇢ WARNINGS: cute couple content, they drop the 'l' word guys, n*pple piercings n sucking bc u know... fixation lmao, v suggestive but no actual sm*t, finger sucking lol, the love is requited :')

⇢ SUMMARY: jungkook agreed to let you do his makeup, but he can't stop getting distracted.

⇢ NOTES: ugh i missed them dearly!! will be putting out more drabbles soon, but i'm currently trying to focus on my other wip!! i haven't posted anything in so long so i wanted to share this with you guys! school n work is hectic i already feel swamped pls be patient with me :') i miss having time for a hobby lmao!! anyways, i hope you enjoy and let me know ur thoughts! love u <3 also apologize if there's any typos or weirdness, this wasn't beta'd!! if you haven't read practice yet, pls read before this!!

⇢ SERIES MASTERLIST

“Kook, look up! How many times do I have to tell you?” 

Four months into the relationship and his attention span, or lack thereof, never ceased to amaze you. With a frustrated groan, you place the pointy end of your Sailor Moon brush between your teeth before gripping his chin and turning his wandering gaze back to you. 

“Bambi, I’m looking up!” He yell-laughs, doe-eyes wide and sarcastic as they bear into you, equally frustrated. You can already see the concealer you applied just a few minutes ago creasing. Dramatically, he karate chops his tattooed arm towards the ceiling, paralleling your scantily clad frame straddling him. The sudden jump has you shifting against his crotch deliciously. Now’s not the time for fooling around, though. You’re determined to put the cute brush set Jungkook randomly gifted you a few weeks back to good use, starting with giving your sweet boyfriend a full beat. “This is up! What other direction is up?”

What an asshole. 

You pop the pink plastic out of your mouth, taking an annoyed chomp out of his annoying fingers. It's playful, of course. You mean, you’ve just got done with a whitening strip, after all…

Jungkook takes the opportunity to shove his digits further past your glossy lips, reaching down just enough to feel your throat constrict, then pulling back. He stares up at you with the cheesiest fucking grin, clearly pleased with himself.

“You’re mean,” you cough, wiping the drool at the corners of your mouth with the back of your hand.

“No you,” he counters, pinching your cheek patronizingly. “I love you, though.”

One month into the lovey-dovey phase of the relationship; that one where the initial butterflies fly away and you’re left feeling like ‘wow, maybe this is a forever sort of thing,’ and you still feel lightheaded every time Jungkook murmurs those three words.

“I love you, too,” you coo, reaching down to adjust his teddy-bear headband. Jungkook’s been growing his hair out. This was his last semester and he was determined to go out with a bang. For whatever reason, he had decided that bang was a mullet. You remember how confused you were when he showed up at your dorm at 3am, drunk off Fireball and excitement, asking you to cut his hair. You thought the request was outlandish and foolish, but you did it anyway, in your bathroom with eyebrow scissors. It came out a teeny bit crooked, and a tiny bit choppy, but Jungkook loved it, staring at his reflection with a big bunny smile and starry eyes. “But baby, this-” you tap on the headboard behind him, “-is up.”

He squints his eyes in defiance before complying. Ah, you’ve trained him well. A very good boy, indeed.

You’ve spoken, or thought, too soon, because after a few swipes of the plush bristles, a high-pitched ‘Appa!’ from your phone, leaning against your Kuromi makeup bag on the nightstand beside you, draws his dark pupils back to the cartoon. 

“That’s it,” you huff like an overwhelmed mother of three, yanking the device out of his sight. “Say goodbye to Aang. You’ve lost your Avatar: The Last Airbender privileges.” 

“C’mon, seriously?” He laughs while lunging forward, attempting to wrestle the phone out of your grasp. Giggling wildly, you toss it on the pink shag rug below you, out of his reach. The movement almost sends you toppling over. Luckily, Jungkook wraps an arm around your waist to keep you steady. “Bambi, you know I’m easily distracted.”

“But you said I could do your makeup,” you pout, batting your lashes at him.

“I know, I-”

“Don’t touch!” You shriek, preventing him from rubbing his eye.

“Sorry, sorry,” he apologizes through a chuckle, holding his hands by his head in defense. “Maybe I…” You deadpan him as his eyes scan around the room before, not so subtly, landing on your chest. Cocking his head, he tuts his tongue and grips the hem of your shirt. Shamelessly, he stuffs the nearly transparent material into your mouth, exposing your bare breasts. “There, just like that,” he whispers, warm palms grazing up your torso to cup them, thumbs grazing over your little diamond heart jewelry. You gasp at the touch. “You know, I still can’t believe you actually got ‘em’.” Neither could you, honestly, but if there was one thing Jungkook has taught you, it’s that sometimes, you need to step out of your comfort zone. Take risks. Especially when it results in the cutest little nipple piercings. “So fucking sexy…”

You feel his forming bulge poking against you. God, do you want him. But even Jungkook’s dick couldn’t derail you from the mission at hand. Raising an eyebrow, you lift up the makeup brush.

The tits really seem to keep him preoccupied. With a hand on his cheek, you feel his mouth hollowing, sucking your nipple gingerly as you lean over him and fill in his thick brows. Obviously, it’s a bit hard to focus. Every now and then, you have to tug his hair to redirect his nibbles back down to soft licks. 

“Okay,” you announce, letting the shirt fall from your candy-coated lips and sitting up, “what color?”

Out of the entire thirty-pan rainbow eyeshadow palette you’re holding up for him, he lazily points to the darkest shade in the top color. His favorite color, of course; black. You should’ve known. Your lips scrunch to the side in contemplation. Jungkook would look so yummy with a smokey eye.

So you blend and blend away with blacks, whites, and grays. Shockingly, your boyfriend manages to stay still throughout the entire process. You’re proud of him, really. He’ll definitely get rewarded afterward. And you were right, the final product is absolutely delectable. 

“Baby, your eyelashes are stunning!” You swoon. “And the smokey-eye looks so so so good with your eye shape.”

Silence.

“Jungkook?” You lean forward, gripping his shoulders and shaking softly. Nothing but the sound of faint snores reaches your ears. The little fuck fell asleep. No wonder why he’s been so good. You laugh in disbelief, picking your phone off the floor and snapping a few pictures to show him in the morning. Reaching into your drawer, you take out a couple makeup wipes and start cleaning him up. You loathe makeup wipes and only keep them for emergencies, but Jungkook looks so peaceful that you can’t bring yourself to wake him.

Next, you snuggle beside him with a spare blanket, unable to yank your comforter out from under his thick, muscular thighs. He stirs when you gently pull off his headband. “I love you…” he mumbles, still half asleep. It’s as if the emotion is so ingrained in his subconscious that they bubble to the surface, even when he’s sleepy and incoherent. 

And you feel the same exact way. 

“I love you, Jungkook. Goodnight.”

© chryblossomjjk 2023 [do not copy, translate or repost]

[hayleythesugarbowl]

Hi! I wanted to say I love the way you write everybody from Smosh. I think you capture their essence perfectly in the dialogues. I especially loved the Ian and Spencer fics :)

Also, I know requests are closed at the moment, and I'm sorry if I'm bothering you, but I wanted to share my idea. If you ever get the inspiration to write it (and the time, of course) it would be so cool. If not, no worries ^^

I would love a Spencer x reader fic where he gets jealous/overprotective. Maybe you're at a club and some drunk guy flirts with you, or you're at the beach in a swimsuit, or you're doing a collab with somebody etc. Whatever setting inspires you most. Maybe it gets a bit angsty too 👀

Thank you for the amazing fics! Have a great day, and I hope your pillow is always cold on both sides :))

Fight Club || Spencer Agnew x reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • smosh masterlist  ⋆˚｡⋆୨୧⋆

summary: when you’re at a club with spencer and you get hit on by a drunk man, you are annoyed that spencer feels like he has to protect you. but then, when things go too far, you get to see just how much spencer cares for you

word count: 1.8k

warnings: cursing, gross man harasses you

a/n: first of all, i can’t get over this picture send help. second, thank you sm love — characterization is really important to me and i’m so glad i’m doing an ok job!! i hope you enjoy this, protective spencer makes me weak 😩 also fem!reader bc it made sense

(and my pillow has been extra cool lately, i think you work magic 🤭)

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     “Ah, this reminds me of my clubbing days,” Amanda sighed, taking in the crowded scene around you. “We had some times back then.”

     “What are you talking about, we went to a club together last weekend,” Shayne reminded her.

     “Oh yeah,” she said. “I’m going to go get a drink. See you couples later.”

     She left and then it was just you, Spencer, Shayne, and Courtney standing together by the entrance. 

     “Hey!” Courtney announced, looking at Shayne and listening to the song that was blasting at full volume. “This is our jam!”

     Shayne smiled at his wife. “We can’t ignore that.”

     Courtney grabbed their husband’s hand, pulling him into the center of the crowd to dance. You grinned at how in love they were.

     You turned to Spencer. “Looks like it’s just you and me.”

     He grabbed your hands, kissing you on the cheek. “Looks like it.”

     You were here at this club with some of the Smosh cast, a few of you having decided to have some fun after a long week of filming. 

     You enjoyed their company, but you couldn’t pretend that you weren’t glad to be alone with Spencer.

     You two had recently started dating, and you couldn’t be more happy together. And you couldn’t be more happy that Spencer was here. Neither one of you were exactly club people and, well, at least you had each other in this chaos.

     “How did we get dragged into this again?” Spencer asked you and you giggled.

     “Let’s just try to have fun,” you said.

     “Alright, but I’m getting us some drinks or something,” Spencer told you. “You think they have any Kickstart here?”

     He walked over towards the other end of the place, and you lost him in the crowd. You rested your elbow on the bar in front of you, waiting for Spencer to return.

     You let your eyes scan the club, finding Courtney and Shayne in the crowd. You saw Amanda a ways off, chatting up some other woman, arms gesturing wildly. 

     “So, do you come here often?” 

      You looked around you. The man who had spoke leaned across the bar, waiting for your answer. 

     “No,” you said. “Never been.”

     “Well, let me know if you want any drink recommendations,” he told you. “I know this place like the back of my hand.”

     “Oh, um, thanks,” you said, wondering exactly what that meant. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

     He took a sip of the drink he held, eyes never leaving your face. 

     “You got a boyfriend?” He asked.

     “Actually I—”

     “‘Cause you’re awfully pretty to be here all alone,” the man interrupted. 

     “Good thing she’s not then,” you heard Spencer’s voice from behind you. 

     He came up next to you, staring down the man at the bar.

     “And who might you be?” He sized up Spencer.

     “I happen to be (Y/n)’s boyfriend,” he put his arm around your shoulders. “She’s mine. And you are?” 

     “Yeah okay,” The man scoffed, standing up completely and setting his glass down. He ignored Spencer, looking at you. “Later (Y/n).”

     He left, but not before turning around to look at you one last time as he walked away. 

     “Yeah you better run,” Spencer said, even though the man wouldn’t be able to hear him.

     “What a jerk,” Spencer turned to you. “They did not, in fact, have any kickstart, by the way, so we’re going to have to get through this sober.”

     “Okay what was that?” You put your hands on your hips.

     “What was what?” Spencer searched your face.

     “I could’ve handled that guy myself, you know,” you said. “And for all you know, he was just being nice.”

     “(Y/n), did you see the way he was looking at you? That wasn’t nice, that’s the way some snakes look at gerbils and stuff before they eat them.”

     You raised an eyebrow at him. 

     “I don’t know, Amanda had me watch some documentary,” he waved the topic away. “But seriously, that wasn’t just friendly.”

      You knew he was right. You’d encountered enough men like him to know. Still, you wanted Spencer to know you could handle yourself. That you didn’t need him scaring men away for you.

     “Sure you’re not just jealous?” you joked, rolling your eyes at him.

     “Oh, one hundred percent,” Spencer said, surprising you. “Look at you. There’s probably loads of guys here who would give their right arm to take you home tonight.”

      A muscle ticked in his jaw and you saw his fingers form a fist by his side. “But I also know that there’s some people here who are real creeps, and that guy’s one of them.”

     “And you don’t think I can deal with them?” You asked, honestly.

     He shrugged, a stark contrast to the wild look that was still in his eyes. “Doesn’t matter, cause I want to…deal with them.”

      “Whatever, I’m going to see if I can catch up with Amanda,” you said, turning around before Spencer could catch up with you. 

      You didn’t look back, making your way through the crowds of people and towards the back of the club.

     You knew you were being stupid and stubborn, but you didn’t want Spencer to think he had to fight your battles for you.

     You weren’t really paying attention to where you where going as you scanned the crowd for one of your friends. 

     “Hello again.”

     You looked up to find yourself face to face with the guy from before. 

     “Hey,” you said, smiling quickly before trying to walk past him. He stepped closer to you, stumbling forward.

     “Not so fast, pretty girl,” he slurred. “You haven’t let me buy you a drink yet.”

     “That’s ok,” you told him, taking another step forward that he blocked. “I should really head back to my friends.”

     “That pathetic excuse for a boyfriend?” He leaned even closer and you noticed the smell of alcohol on his breath. “Forget him. Let me show you a good time.”

     “I’m really not interested,” you tried again, trying not to panic as he cornered you. 

     “‘Course you are,” he said. “Let me take you back to my place and we can—”

     “For the last time,” you started, your voice raising. You were done being nice to him. “I said I’m—”

     He grabbed your wrist then and you cried out, struggling against his grip.

     You were aware of the fact that he could easily overpower you and that no one around you was paying attention as they danced to the music. 

    “Hey man, you wanna get your fucking hands off my girlfriend?” a voice said calmly.

     The man let go of you suddenly and you turned around for the second time that night to find Spencer. You didn’t know how he got there, but in that moment you were just eternally grateful that he was there 

     “Get lost, bastard,” the man said. “This doesn’t concern you.”

     “Actually I think it very much does concern me,” he said, stepping between you and the man, grabbing your hand subtly as he did so, your fingertips touching his. “And I also think it’s time for you to go.”

     “Your girlfriend wants me,” the man said. “Go ahead and ask her.”

     He started to reach towards you over Spencer’s shoulder but Spencer backed up, pushing you with him, tightening his grip on you. 

     “You so much as lay a finger on her again and I’ll throw hands,” he said, his voice like ice.

     You had never seen him like this before. He was usually pretty calm, even tempered, good humored—you hadn’t seen him so much as hurt a fly. 

     But now he looked like he would actually beat this man up if it came down to it.

     The drunk man seemed to realize this too, and didn’t want to cause a scene, because he shook his head, relaxing his posture. 

     “This isn’t worth it,” he mumbled, looking over Spencer’s shoulder at you. “You’re a bitch anyways!”

     He turned around and walked away. You let out a breath, your shoulders falling from their rigid pose.

     “Thank god, I almost thought I was going to have to fight that man,” Spencer breathed out. “I love you, but he was pushing 6’5”.” 

     You laughed breathlessly as Spencer turned around to you, pulling you into his arms. 

     “Are you ok?” He asked, pulling back to get a good look at you. “I’m so sorry you had to deal with that.”

     “I’m fine, Spence,” you said. “Thanks to you. How did you even know where we were?”

     Spencer rubbed the back of his neck with one of his hands. “I might’ve followed you.”

     “Well, I’m really glad you did,” you told him. “You were right.”

     “Really? I thought you’d be pissed.”

     You weren’t. You realized you didn’t care so much any more about making a show of taking care of yourself. Spencer had kind of saved your ass. If it wasn’t for him, who knows what would have happened. You shuddered thinking about it.  Besides, you were partners—and that meant being there for one another. You didn’t have to do everything on your own.

And seeing Spencer tonight, being so protective of you, made you realize how much he cared for you. It was sweet knowing that he would defend you and stand up for you. 

     “I don’t know,” you said, your tone light. “I kind of liked seeing this side of you.”

     Spencer raised an eyebrow. “Well then, we might have to come to clubs more often.”

     “I vote no on that one,” you said.

    “I couldn’t agree more. Now c’mon,” he flicked his head towards the door. “Let’s get out of here.”

     You nodded. “What about the others?” 

     “I’ll text them and tell them we got a cab.”

     You walked in silence for a moment, the noise of the club filling your ears.

     “I can’t believe you almost fought a man,” you teased.

     “Hey, it was about to be Fight Club in there,” he cracked his knuckles. “I don’t think you know what that movie’s about,” you laughed, grabbing his hand.

“Seriously though, you don’t think I could have taken him?” Spencer asked, amusement in his eyes.

     “If he was a character in a video game? Absolutely.”

     “Ouch,” Spencer clutched his chest. “Still have to work on my public perception.”

     You giggled as Spencer opened the door for you and you felt the cool, night air on your cheeks.

     “But, I don’t know, you did look pretty determined. I would have bet money that you would have at least knocked a few teeth out.”

      “I would’ve liked to. He was looking at you like…like…”

     “…like he wanted to make me his?” You finished. 

     “Exactly” Spencer ran a hand through his hair, before kissing you gently. 

     “And only I get to look at you like that.”

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you guys enjoyed!! ahh this is the last of the fics i had to catch up on!! i feel so accomplished lol time for my sleep schedule to go back to normal. see y’all again when my requests are open. 💋🎀

[enha-hype]

who’s ponyo?

pairing : byun euijoo x gender neutral reader

genre : fluff, strangers to lovers, cafe au, bit of comfort at the end

warnings : kms jokes, mentions of a sad movie lol

synopsis : what happens when you run into the human version of your favourite studio ghibli character at the cafe you frequent?

w.c. : around 1.5k

a/n : ik i said i was gonna disappear for a bit but guys i can't get ponyojoo out of my head 😭 especially after the recent go one! ep where juju’s in the water and some of the teamies start singing the ponyo theme song sdhdjkdkdjdkdk

🫧 you meet him at a work/study cafe that you both happen to frequent

🫧 you both notice each other on your first week there and feel immediately drawn but you’re both too shy to approach the other and keep putting it off 😮‍💨

🫧 lots of stealing secret glances when the other isn’t looking

🫧 you’re a huge fan of studio ghibli movies and since you don’t know his name, you’ve nicknamed him ponyo after your favourite character from your favourite ghibli film so that’s how you refer to him when you’re talking to your friends about him: “guys you should’ve seen ponyo today, he must’ve been really sleep deprived ‘cause he kept dozing off and i swear to god he looked so adorable i think i was staring at him for 5 minutes straight before i realised,”

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🫧 your friends roll their eyes: “yeah yeah you find him cute no matter what he does. come to us when you actually do something about it.”

🫧 little do you know that euijoo’s been bugging his friends pretty much the same way. he’s telling nicholas how pretty you looked one day while you were concentrating on your work and his friend groans in exasperation. “oh my god euijoo, when are you planning to actually do something about this annoying crush of yours? because i swear to god if you don’t ask them out soon then i will,”

🫧 fortunately for your friends, an opportunity presents itself soon. that friday when euijoo is leaving the cafe after he’s done with his work, he forgets one of his books on his table.

🫧 you happen to notice and are halfway through calling after him when you realise that you don’t know his actual name

🫧 so yeah you end up going “hey ponyo! shit. uhh i mean...oh, hi. yeah, i meant you. you uhh left your book,”

🫧 in your defense,,,,why did he actually turn around when you called him ponyo lmao maybe because you were shouting in an otherwise quiet cafe?

🫧 anyway boi is super flustered and confused at first and when you point out that he left his book he’s like ahh thanks and comes back to pick it up

🫧 you’re super embarrassed at the fact that you actually called him ponyo out loud so you make yourself busy trying to ignore him and the eyes of all others around you

🫧 he seems to have been in a hurry bc he just grabs the book, yells out a thank you! and rushes out without pausing to clarify what you called him and why

🫧 the next day, you’re breaking your head over a particularly frustrating assignment so you don’t notice him enter the cafe or walk up to you until he’s pulling up the chair opposite to you at your table

🫧 which is new. you usually sit at opposite ends of the cafe and it’s usually not very crowded around the time you two visit so there’s enough empty tables around to not have to share with anyone. not that you’re complaining of course. you’re just confused

🫧 you look up at him questioningly but he doesn't say anything, just sits quietly and gets on with his work. you stare in bewilderment for a few seconds longer before you decide you’re too busy for this and resume your work, although your heart is racing

🫧 it goes on like this for a week he’s trying ok give him some time to work up his courage. it’s hardly his fault that you’re so annoyingly breathtakingly beautiful he just comes and quietly makes himself comfortable at your table and the two of you do your own thing

🫧 then the next day, he finally breaks the silence. “i’ve been wanting to ask....what did you call me the other day?”

🫧 you go red in the face. “oh um, ponyo. sorry it’s just that your resemblance to her is astonishingly similar and it just slipped out because i don't know your actual name haha,”

🫧 “ah. well i’m euijoo” he smiles, extending his hand. god he has such a gorgeous smile. you shake it, praying he doesn’t notice the slight tremor from how nervous you are “i’m y/n,”

🫧 “nice to meet you, y/n. but who’s ponyo again?”

🫧 wait, he doesn’t know ponyo??? “you know, from the ghibli movie....?”

🫧 he still appears clueless and jeez he really does look so much like ponyo with those adorable boba eyes widened in confusion and it’s so distracting and– anyway. “don’t tell me you’ve never watched a ghibli film before?”

🫧 he sheepishly scratches the back of his head. “no, i’m afraid not…”

🫧 you gasp. “ohmygod, are you kidding me?! you absolutely have to!!”

🫧 “okay, watch it with me then,” he blurts out. he’s honestly as taken aback as you are lmao - he’d been planning on slowly building up to it

🫧 your eyes widen in surprise, you almost choke on air owing to the abruptness of it. “like a date?” you ask before you can stop yourself. shit he’s going to say he never meant it that way and it’s going to be so humil–

🫧 “yes. like a date,” he confirms, grinning wide. you’ve seen him smile a handful of times before, but for some reason this one knocks the breath right out of you.

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🫧 you thought he was cute before? well he’s even cuter now that y’all are together and you’re pretty sure the amount of cuteness aggression he gives you on a daily basis is borderline unhealthy like you might actually combust at this point RIP.

🫧 you continue meeting up at the cafe regularly even if you’d just seen each other that morning. it’s a nice cozy place to study and besides you’ve both gotten used to it

🫧 needless to say you always sit at the same table. he has to be touching you in some way or the other - if there's not many people around and you’re sitting next to each other he’ll intertwine his fingers with yours as he reads, if your hands are busy writing or typing he’ll settle for having your knees/shoulders pressed together and if you’re sitting opposite to him then he'll do the feet thing under the table

🫧 you’re no better btw, just as downbad :

🫧 one day at the cafe you both go to counter together holding hands and the baristas are like omfg y’all are finally together?! took y’all long enough!!

🫧 you’re like ??? and they explain they’ve been shipping you for MONTHS ever since they noticed you’re interested in each other and were getting SO frustrated about the fact that neither of you were making a move that they were lowkey considering taking matters into their own hands lmao

🫧 you’re about to pay and they’re like “oh this one’s on us. consider it a thank you for finally putting us out of our misery” 💀

🫧 on days that he gets there before you, he makes sure to have your order ready just in time so that it’s the right temperature when you arrive <3

🫧 you’ve made him watch all your favourite ghibli movies by now and one day he suggests watching something you both haven’t watched. Grave Of The Fireflies is one ghibli movie you’d been putting off cuz you heard it was kind of sad but you figure, hey it’s a ghibli movie. how sad can it be?

🫧 BIG MISTAKE: IT’S NOT “KIND OF SAD”, IT’S DEVASTING

🫧 you and euijoo are a mess watching it, straight-up sobbing towards the end

🫧 you know that viral clip from the script reading of that kdrama The Midnight Studio where a lot of the cast members are crying while reading their dialogues cuz the story is supposedly that devastating and then towards the end two of the cast members sitting next to each other happen to make eye contact and burst out laughing seeing each other’s tear stained faces?

🫧 yeah basically imagine that as the credits roll - you turn to look at him at the same time he does and you both can’t help laughing at the sight of the other - a bunch of crumpled tissues scattered around both of you, your eyes rimmed red and faces blotchy

🫧 he opens his blanket and holds his arm out, beckoning for you to come join him, and you snuggle up close and bask in each other’s comfort

🫧 you still can’t stop thinking about the movie and tearing up though, so you get some ice cream and end up rewatching Ponyo

🫧 when the theme song plays you turn to him and sing along as though you’re serenading him, to which he chuckles and pretends to imitate ponyo HE’S SO CUTE UGH

divider credits : @saradika-graphics @cafekitsune

[twink-between-worlds]

Use this ask to share headcanons you can't otherwise <3 I was going to ask smth but I forgot so this works instead

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okey. i realise most of these are about legend and four..

One of Legend's canine teeth is missing. He just has a gap there. It's on his right side.

Wind's eyes are reflective. Kinda like a cat. I just think it's neat!

Time, Wind, and Wild are the only natural blonds in the chain. The rest that look blond are just fake-blondies

Four has an undercut that's dyed the same purple as Shadow's hair.

They also have a small heart shaved into the undercut :3

Legend likes to put little gold cuffs in his hair! He doesn't do it often, but he really likes when he does it.

Legend has beads to put in his hair that Ravio made. They are, of course, little purple rabbits, resembling the hood.

Legend's hair is asymmetrical.

The court forces Legend to bleach his hair and dye it blond. It makes him very sad :(

^ Fable has to do the same thing ^

Legend is actually the fastest in the chain in every aspect except mental.

Four is the fastest mentally.

Four is a dark magic user and i stand by this

Legend gets misgendered a lot in the other eras and he has shut down because of it before. He doesn't like arguing about it anymore.

Four also gets misgendered a lot and they get so annoyed by it. They get so petty about it.

Four is not above biting people if pissed off enough.

They have unusually sharp teeth and they Will Not Explain.

I like to think Legend died, that Koholint was some form of afterlife, and that he was brought back to life cuz Hylia wasn't done with him yet.

Legend can't read as fast as everyone else can. He just has a little bit of trouble with it.

He never met her, but Legend really is just like a mini-version of his mother.

Legend has a birthmark on his left shoulder that vaguely looks like a heart

Four is cursed. Shadow did it for the funsies.

Sky has a lot of nicknames for Legend, but his favourite is 'Little Rose'.

(Legend won't admit it, but he likes that nickname.)

Sky also likes to call Four his 'Little Star'

Four wears a couple rings. Most are just rings they bought because they thought they looked cool, while one is a protection ring

Legend had a stutter when he was little. It's mostly gone now, but every once in a while, he'll start tripping up.

i have to stop there bc i will be here 4ever and its already been HOURS....

[xjulixred45x]

That's okay!

What if instead of kink like nsfw like, more of their s/o really likes their voice and they can use it to tease them?

Feel free to still say no, but I just know some of those men are teased even sfw xD

Lets see what i can do(i make this one pretty quickly just bc is a short situation with several Characters in a pre-established relationship. is a little short, i hope is alright).

Shiro Fujimoto/ Satan/ Mephisto Pheles/ Juuzou Shima with a s/o who likes their voice

Shiro: I think it depends a little on which Shiro we are talking about.

If it's the young Shiro (who's training to be an exorcist) then he's going to notice right away that his s/o has a certain reaction to his voice and will completely use it against him. I won't say anything. but he will use it to get out of trouble more easily (something like using the "I just got up" voice to get S/o to forgive him after a fight).

If we talk about the Shiro and Exorcist, then he will be more direct and will mock, although not with his characteristic malice or rudeness, rather he is testing the waters. He finds it fun and somewhat endearing, but he wouldn't use it like before.

Satan:oh my god, this demon would be merciless.

As soon as he realizes that his current s/o has a certain taste for his voice, not only will he openly make fun of it (even if it's in a "friendly" way because he doesn't understand that concept) but he would also abuse that advantage a LOT. has on his s/o. That's how he is.

He sees it as a way to attract s/o more, since s/o likes his voice, right? So there is no problem in using that to make him listen to you, right?

although eventually he doesn't have as much fun and leaves it (maybe he would also stop fucking with it if s/or shows a high level of dislike towards it). He finds it amusing.

Mephisto Pheles:another that falls into the category of mocking incessantly, but falls more into the category of mocking with love, a lot of love. Your s/o cannot fool you, they will immediately realize the effect of your voice on them.

Similarly to young Shiro, Mephisto doesn't really have the need to use this advantage unless he feels that his s/o gets angry with him and/or gives him the silent treatment, then he resorts to his charms and, of course, the obvious advantage he has over s/o :)

He is also big on annoying, although surprisingly not as much as one would think, because he knows that if he does he will probably show less expressions and that would be boring. He finds it adorable in a way.

Juuzou Shima:Man, he's dense, like, dense like a rock. He might not even really realize that his voice has a special effect on his s/o until someone else tells him/the s/o himself and he would be quite confused as to why that is.

From then on he pays more attention to his s/o's reactions and when he sees the subtle changes, he feels strangely proud. and also touched, like aww that alone is enough to make his s/o nervous.

His main reaction is a bit of pampering and overall he is the healthiest of the 4. He finds him quite cute and doesn't really have the heart to tease his s/o about it. so leave it like that. 10/10.

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Thanks for the Request ❤️

Ahgggg today was a good way but it left me EXAUSTED so i Made this short work instead of the one i was currently working so i could post today☠️ don't overwork yourself kids, Even in vacations(do as i Say, not as i do).

[sixpennydame]

Hey, can I get something with 28, bc they ain't enough drunk Levi on my life °^°

Hello there! I am so, so sorry this took so long - life has been...well...life, and I wanted to give this the attention it deserves. I hope you like it, and feel free to drop an ask any time! <3

Never Have I Ever, Part 1

Part 2

No. 28: How drunk was I?

Content: Levi’s early Survey Corps years, alcohol, drinking games, fluff

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You all have one goal tonight:

To get Captain Levi drunk.

You, Eld, and Hange knew it wouldn't be easy, but you all had a few days off in Trost and wanted to make the most of it. And none of you had ever really seen Levi let loose.

And it wasn’t for lack of trying. You’d joined the Corps not long after Levi, and were intrigued by the quiet, stoic man. You wanted to see him relax, to smile and laugh..

Actually, you wanted more than that, but Levi didn’t seem like the kind for romance.

You were surprised when Hange said he would be joining us tonight; he rarely, if ever, drinks and prefers to spend his nights off by himself.

"I basically annoyed him until he agreed, just to shut me up," Hange triumphantly announced.

By the time Levi arrives, there's a good group assembled. Levi can feel everyone looking at him. "Ok...I'm here..so what are we drinking?" He sits next to you and you feel nervous all of a sudden. Seeing him out of his uniform, his shirt unbuttoned just enough to be able to see his collarbone..

Hange immediately speaks up and jolts you back to attention. "Well we could just get a few beers and talk," they smirk, "But I think we should make this night a bit more...challenging."

"Oh shit," Levi interjects, "another one of your crazy ideas?"

"Crazy? No way, it's fun! Have you all played, 'Never Have I Ever?'" they ask.

A few nod their head. Hange continues. "So I'm going to pour us all a shot, and we'll take turns sharing a statement of something we have never done. But if you've done it, you have to take a drink. Got it?"

You look over at Levi, who's cocked an eyebrow. "And we have to be honest?"

"Of course!" Hange pours shots for everyone. "It's no fun if you're not honest. I'll get us started."

They clear their throat. "Never have I ever...been late to training."

Eld takes a shot, along with Nifa and Moblit. “And Levi made sure I was never late again,” Eld laughs and grimaces at the strong alcohol.

“Damn right I did. So that’s all this game is? Easy..” Levi scoffs.

“Ok, Eld, your turn,” Hange give him a look and he smirks.

Eld looks around the table. “Never have I ever beat someone up.”

To noone’s surprise, Levi picks up his drink and takes the shot, but so does Hange. Everyone looks at them. “It was when I was a cadet and the guy was such an ass. Moving on!”

Levi doesn’t usually drink hard liquor, and his eye twitches a bit. The liquid feels warm as it slides down his throat and into his stomach.

Moblit raises his glass. “Never have I ever disobeyed one of Commander Erwin’s orders.”

“Oh come on..it wasn’t that big a deal.” Levi shrugs as he takes another drink.

The game continues, and it seems to Levi that every statement leads to him having to take a shot. By the time it was his turn, he was already starting to feel a little fuzzy.

“Never have I ever…left the kitchen a damn mess when it was my cleaning duty.”

You and Nifa look at each other then raise your hands. “Guilty!” You both laugh as you down your drink.

Levi smirks. He loves seeing you laugh. Your eyes squint a bit and it’s the cutest thing…

…Wait, what the hell is he thinking?? Maybe the alcohol is effecting him more than he thinks.

“Oi, Levi, what are you smirking about over there?” Hange breaks his chain of thought.

“N-nothing, Four-eyes,” he defends. “Here..” he hands the bottle to you, “you’re next.”

You smile at him as you take the bottle and you could have swore he cheeks were blushing just a bit. “Never have I ever killed three titans in a single blow.”

Everyone looks at Levi. “Dammit..are you trying to get me drunk?” He takes a drink.

“Maybe..” you lean your head on your hand and smile, clearly and unabashedly flirting with him. And you see it for sure this time: a flush of red across his face. He looks away quickly.

The bottle gets passed and more statements are said. You start to notice slight changes in Levi. His shoulders don’t seem so tense and he keeps running his hand through his hair. You also thought you might have heard him give the quietest laugh.

It’s happening.

Hange notices it too. “My turn again! Alright..Never have I ever”, they look at everyone at the table, “had a crush on someone in the Survey Corps.”

Nobody moves for a minute, and then everyone takes their shot.

Even Levi.

Everyone’s questioning Levi at once. “What?” “Who?”

“None of your business,” his speech is a little slurry, “Just…who’s next..” He grabs the bottle and pours everyone’s drink, spilling a little on the table.

Moblit sits up a little straighter, looking a bit nervous. “Never have I ever wanted to kiss someone at this table.”

Two glasses lift up and are drunk.

Yours and Levi’s.

The whole table is laughing, gasping, yelling out questions and comments. You can feel your face getting hot. Levi could like anyone here at this table, it’s probably not you. And he probably doesn’t suspect it’s him that you have a crush on.

Right?

You can’t really think straight, you’ve had way too many shots. Then you see another glass lift up.

It’s Moblit.

Now all eyes are on him. “You can’t drink - you’re the one who made the statement!” Someone yells. Everyone laughs as Moblit hides his face in his hands.

Then you look over at Levi. Not only is he smiling, but he’s laughing. Suddenly, you feel his hand grab yours under the table. Your fingers interlace as you both look at each other, your eyes saying what your words can’t. Eventually, you both join the others in teasing the shrinking Moblit.

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Levi wakes up sprawled across a sofa that isn’t his. He sits up and winces, his head pounding.

“Oh, good morning, sunshine.”

It takes him a while to realize that the voice is Hange’s. They come into the room with a toothbrush sticking out of their mouth. “Had a fun night, did we?”

He has no idea how he got to Hange’s room last night. He rubs his temples. “How drunk was I?”

“Drunk enough that you and Reader snuck off after our little drinking game. Where did you two go?”

Hange pulls the toothbrush out of their mouth and raises an eyebrow. “What did you two do?”

It’s too bright in this room and Levi can’t think straight. Him and you…

Then he remembers: him pulling you into a dark hallway outside the bathrooms. His hands roaming all over your body. Your soft lips, kissing his mouth, his neck..

He stands up and charges out the door without a word and heads straight to his room. When he gets there, he stands in front of the mirror and pulls down the collar of his shirt. There, right above his collarbone, is a deep purple mark.

He doesn’t see you until later that day when you’re all headed back to Headquarters. You ride beside him, as he tightens his cravat. Beneath the fabric, a mark that he’ll never forget.

[fentrashcat]

Been a while since I talked about my Tourette's gremlin but some new occurrences! I'm in a waxing period of tics ig bc I've just been GOING with them. Kinda really sucks so trying to look on the bright side and wanted to share some recent occurrences.

1. Mom and I found a new tic loop. (My mom is not diagnosed with any tic disorders but does have verbal tics, usually echolalia or like a call/response thing idk what to call it). I was playing with the puppy and was saying like "did you get got? You got got?" At that same time my mom (who was playing a game) says "Oh, I got mail". IMMEDIATELY Tourette's Gremlin goes "You've got mail" in the old AoL voice. Mom's call/response is set of and she does the little like notification jingle. Jingle set off mine again, which set off hers. We went back and forth for almost 5min before she was able to suppress hers and break the loop. Now though I'm getting the urge to tic "you've got mail" at random.

2. I swear my Tourette's gremlin is actively trolling me. So obviously I refer to him as a separate entity, and I often speak out loud to him (like telling him "we aren't doing that" "don't you fucking dare [throw food]" "are you pleased with yourself now?") The other day I was getting a bout of tongue clicks, which I usually only get 1-3 at a time but this was going on way longer. It wasn't painful or anything, just annoying so I say out loud "is this really necessary?" They stop for about 5 minutes, and then I get one more. This led to me saying "Alright then, sassy" which caused my mom to think I named the gremlin Sassy (we had a dog named Sassy). I told her "nope, its name is just gremlin." And the bout of tics came back... Maybe he does want a name lol.

3. I've talked about my older cat before in a Tourette's post, she's the one that trained herself to help my tic attacks. However my younger cat usually just ignores them. During the incident in 2, I was whistling as well. It's a semi-distinct two-tone whistle, think like the opposite of a wolf whistle (tbh, I think it's from Facebook messenger but I'm not sure). Anyway, I was doing the whistle and my younger cat came up to me, put a paw on my knee, and did a two-tone meow in the same cadence. She's mimicked before, learning how to almost say "hello", "yeah", and "no", but she'd never mimicked a tic before. I was so surprised it actually got them to stop for a bit.

4. We're getting some house repairs done and my grandfather was over talking to my mom. He said something about the ducT work, but my brain heard ducK work, and set off a "duck-duck". It confused him so much he forgot what he was talking about by the time we explained what happened, and he just kind of left. Later I was with my grandparents and my grandma was worried about a decorative duck she has up blowing away. Of course I "duck-duck"ed and grandpa goes "don't you know you're not supposed to say that? It'll trigger her." "Say what? Duck? Why not?" "I was talking about something and she heard that bird's name and set off." "Fine then, can I say water fowl? Make sure the water fowl doesn't blow away!" This is all in good fun of course, they like to tease each other and know I'm alright with my tics being used in it.

5. I think I mentioned before one of my weird triggers is fancy candy apples. Specifically the ones that are like caramel and chocolate with a bunch of toppings to make flavors (like rocky road, cookies and cream, ect). We went to a little craft show type thing and one of the vendors right up front had a big display of them. When this happens we always get me at least one (usually two), but we have to get it at the end or I'll be too excited and be ticcing the whole time. We got two before we left and, as expected, I ticced the whole way home. It was a lot of tongue roll tics (like rolling your Rs, if that makes sense). From my tongue hitting my teeth so much I ended up hurting it a bit and had to wait like 2 days until it was comfortable enough to eat even if I started ticcing again. It had to be kept in an opaque bag in the fridge so I didn't set off everytime I saw it 🤣

6. I'm currently in what I'm calling "jukebox mode" because I cannot keep the songs in my head IN my head. As soon as something reminds me of a song lyric, I HAVE to sing it a little. Some from today were "Oh the lights went out" 🎶when the lights go out in the city🎶, "that was a long fall" 🎶it's a long way down🎶, and "I've got mouths to feed" 🎶I got bills to pay and mouths to feed, ain't nothing in the world for free🎶. Also been singing Skip to my Lou, and I'm blaming airhead commercials.

7. I got reminded of a post I saw here, and almost developed a tic they have without ever meeting them or having heard it. (I don't want to say exactly what it is bc I think they read these and I don't want to accidentally get them started or anything)

8. Was playing Skyrim again, saw a skeleton, and immediately ticced "hello moto!" No idea why. I can usually find SOME connection but not this time. I've gotten that as a tic before but usually due to the commercials.

9. I've started ticcing "duck-duck" at jeeps with anything colorful visible on their dashboard. Who knows if they are actually duck-ducks everytime or what, but the gremlin says they count.

Thank you if you read this far! I can't really tell if these are actually entertaining or if I'm just looking for ANY light spots. It's been a tough few weeks, but fingers crossed it starts to lighten up soon. For anyone curious the songs were "when the lights go out" from Family Crest, "it's a long way down (to the bottom of the sea)" from I think the Longest Johns, and "no rest for the wicked" from Cage the Elephant.

I think the gremlin wants a name now though, so if you have any suggestions let me know lol.

[ridiasfangirlings]

A funny Fushimi and Mikoto interaction just popped into my head and I’d like to share!

So Fushimi’s a lot more comfortable around Mikoto to do this but I thought of the two developing their own inside joke where, Homra days. Fushmi is explaining something for a mission, or what have you, and Mikoto makes some mildly sarcastic comment and Fushmi just deadpan flips Mikoto off 🤣 that’s Mikoto’s type of humor, bc he’s chill like that, and actually laughs and it’s makes Fushmi even more at ease and maybe a little proud

Please imagine Fushmi doing the middle finger while pushing up his glasses too 💀

Mikoto’s the one who’ll usually initiate the joke from there and only occasionally Fushmi will follow-through, if he doesn’t just roll his eyes and tongue click

Homra members are obviously dumbstruck/gob smacked/flabbergasted when they witness this “the disrespect!” But because Mikoto will ether laugh or smirk and roll his eyes everyone is just left utterly confused on how to react because it dose feel like something they’re not in on so they shouldn’t comment on it

Except Kusanagi and Totsuka of course! They’re both like “ohhh somebody else gets his humor” and Yata asks about it later but Fushmi will just deflect with a taunt

This permeates when Fushmi leaves for scepter 4. At the end of a battle or joint mission if the two see each

We’re gonna take a nosedive down to angst now because I also thought of Fushmi and Mikoto running into each other pre-canon and getting to do this one last time before s*it hits the fan 😭 and after Mikoto dies and Fushmi loses his Homra mark, in the cold snowy atmosphere his head drops and says “f**k you, Mikoto”

I like the idea that this is not so much a joke that they’ve formally decided on as it is a Thing That Keeps Happening and the two of them are just rolling with it. Like normally Fushimi is too uncomfortable to actually say anything that he means to Mikoto but then he has this one moment of letting the mask slip and Mikoto is so amused by it that he’s fine trying to get the kid to do it again. Like say Homra is planning to attack some gang filled with Strains and so they need a plan, unfortunately Kusanagi happens to be sick and isn’t really up to making plans. The rival gang is planning to move some drugs that night though so they can’t wait, and Fushimi ends up getting stuck in the position of needing to think up a strategy. He’s clearly annoyed but also nervous about the whole thing which is making him more snappish than usual, like to most of the Homra guys it looks like Fushimi is just being a confident asshole but really mentally he’s just thinking about what happens if this plan fails and he fails. Mikoto can see the nervousness coming off of him and thinks Fushimi could do with some calming down, which is why he makes some sarcastic comment to something Fushimi says. Fushimi is so focused on his plan that he doesn’t actually register that Mikoto was the one who said it at first, that realization doesn’t come until a moment after Fushimi’s spat out ‘fuck you’ and flipped him off.

Yata and the Homra guys are immediately like hey wait a second and Fushimi is obviously off balance because while he absolutely did mean every bit of that he didn’t think he was doing it to Mikoto. Mikoto just grins widely though, Fushimi coughs and pushes up his glasses as he’s like ‘so as I was saying…,’ ignoring the protesting Homra members. Fushimi doesn’t really intend for this to become a running gag but Mikoto thinks it’s a good thing if Fushimi learns to say what he feels openly so he has no trouble goading Fushimi when he feels like it. At first Fushimi just glares but then imagine one day he clicks his tongue and pushes his glasses up very pointedly with his middle finger. None of the Homra guys notice but Mikoto does and he just laughs. Kusanagi and Totsuka both noticed as well and imagine Kusanagi groaning quietly, he gets what Mikoto is doing but also remember Anna’s here, she’ll pick up bad habits. Totsuka thinks it’s nice that Fushimi and King have found a common ground. 

Even after he leaves Homra the whole thing keeps going, Fushimi is probably more bold about it now since he wants to show off how much he hates Homra and doesn’t respect Mikoto. Mikoto doesn’t particularly care when Fushimi does it just to show off badly in front of Yata though, like imagine he’ll have no reaction at all when Fushimi openly mocks him in front of Yata’s face. Once the clans are done with their usual fights though and separating Mikoto will make some sidelong comment about Fushimi’s attitude and Fushimi will just flip him off without even bothering to look and see if Yata’s watching and that’s when Mikoto finally smiles. Munakata notices the whole exchange and makes a comment about how nice it is that Fushimi has maintained a good relationship with the Red King and Fushimi grumbles that how was what he just did a sign of a good relationship.

Then at the end of season one imagine this with the King and the Traitor short story, as Mikoto sends Fushimi away he wonders if Fushimi isn’t going to flip him off. Fushimi clicks his tongue and grumbles that he doesn’t even want to hear that from Mikoto. Afterward when Mikoto breaks out of prison he gives Fushimi the briefest look, as Fushimi sits there in front of Awashima unable to even draw his sword, and Mikoto gives him a small smile and then flips him off before walking away. Eventually Mikoto dies and Fushimi is lagging behind the rest of S4 on the bridge, watching as the lights in the sky start to fade. He starts to scratch at his burn scar and there’s the smallest glow of red under his fingertips. He moves his hand away and sees that the tattoo has returned, the tattoo that he thought for a moment was gone for good. It still burns slightly under his hand and Fushimi’s teeth clench, slicing his nails across the tattoo that pulses like a heartbeat beneath them as he murmurs ‘fuck you, Mikoto.’

[localplaguenurse]

Hello it's me again here to yell at you some more about gold as ginkgo because WHAT IS YOUR WRITING???? OMG I'm at ch23 already and so much has happened fcvhbjknklml amazing storytelling!!

Now this is gonna get a biiiit personal mayhaps sorry if that makes you uncomfy maybe?? But I just want to express how much I *adore* the way you portray the protag's anxiety and particularly the internal conflict of coming out of a toxic relationship.

this paragraph, this one in particular got me literally crying. I kid you not I started weeping and then went to talk to my besties because it's so real it hit me so hard. I'm sorry many people can relate of course but I in particular I'm just coming out (~5 months or so) of a 12+ year old toxic relationship and I've been struggling SO HARD, really so hard. And that made me feel validated, that made me feel like yes it's a thing it's normal. (I too had straight up panic attacks that left me with hands shaking and crying)

It looks eerily a lot like something I'd told my best friend weeks ago

anyway idk I just want to say your writing is amazing, the pacing, the characterization. I love that wifey doesn't just "get over" things or "get better" int he way it's usually portrayed, it's organic and slow and she falls back into negative thoughts and stutters and gets anxious but they ARE getting better in the little things, in the confidence, in the healing, in the feeling comfortable.

And it's not just that, the social anxiety, the nonbinary struggle, the feel that you're annoying others and have to be hyper independent never asking for help. I may not fully relate to all of them but you do make them important on the story and I feel like you portray them all so well.

And Gods, Morax/Zhongli is so nice lmao <3 need me a partner like that //hit that is SUPER self-indulgent love it. He's all kind and patient and loving and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ;w; I love him your honor <3<3<3

Aaaaanyway loved their outing to the city, love Li Lei's character, loved wifey slowly growing out of their shell, love Morax fucking crashing injured in the middle of the night during a storm and Xiao and the panic and everything, the whole dealing with the Abbes CHILL MAN LITERALL CHILLS OMG. Love the golden smoke yes it is your signature ehe <3

(as a side note, I remember a lot of chapters ago this scene with Morax commenting about a storm incoming and then dissapearing and I was like.... is this some weird ass mandela effect or am I crazy bc I specifically remember this lore of dragons getting horny during the rain but NAAAHHH NO WAY the fic isn't going on that direction Crys pls chill your horny brain BUT THEN HAHAHAHA GUESS WHO WAS LOWKEY RIGHT??? I DID READ EYE OF THE STORM TOO TO BE FAIR. Also on the same line of my horny brain so sorry for this but wigey being so asdfcvhbnjmk about praise and compliment has me going PRAISE KINK PRAISE KINK MORAX PLS!!!!//HIT)

ok that's enough this got way too long I apologize I got emotional n cried again I LOVE YOUR FIC!!!!!

I am going to get emotional, I'm getting the like heavy feeling in my eyes of "oh tears! may be soon!"

I'm also gonna get a little personal because it also ties in with the fic and just, y'know, if we're sharing then I'm gonna share too.

I've said numerous times that wifey's experiences with anxiety stem from my own. I was also writing this fic during a few very difficult parts of my life so I really leaned HARD into those aspects of their character. Something I also mentioned a few times is that I used to write stuff on wattpad, I got burnt out, and then I didn't post fic for five years (which now that I think of it, technically not true because I did post some things on amino back in high school, but y'know). I never really stopped writing, though. Gave me room to experiment and because I'm A) a lifelong fan of the dark and macabre (even though I'm actually a bit of a chicken baby), and B) very depressed/anxious, naturally I leaned more into darker writing. I liked to make it a point of writing happy endings but I would put my charcters through the fucking wringer.

I was also a huge people pleaser in high school that didn't know how to make friends aside from the ones I already had. You can imagine how fucking devastated I was when one day, fuckin completely out of the blue, I was booted from my friend group. I only had like five friends and I kept two of them after that shit. One of those friends was a girl I had known since first grade. For the next two years right up until covid hit I was like "well fuck, Charlotte, guess you've only got two friends now. It's only a matter of time before they get sick of you too." It took me maybe a year for me to realize it wasn't my fault that the people I trusted turned out to be shitty, and it wasn't until like a year or two ago that I was able to actually open up and talk about that shit because I've been terrified to actually be vulnerable with people since then.

That's only like some of my damage, I've also got the eldest daughter and "ah fuck I think I'm undiagnosed neurodivergent" trauma. Two for one combo! Love it here!

So, yeah, I got pretty good at writing and specifically writing about people dealing with toxic relationships. Part of it is venting, part of it is wanting to raise awareness for these things, and part of it is just, idk, I like writing this stuff. I'll write whatever if it's interesting enough.

Anyways, thank you so much!!! There's more I could go on about but that's spoilers, so I just wanna say I'm really really happy you like what I've done! Put my heart and soul into this baby. Also yes this is horrifically self indulgent lmao, this fic was like entirely catered to me and my beta reader and apparently everyone else is into it.

I hope your day or night is well, whatever time it is where you are!

[whenyoucallmelover]

I feel so annoyed sometimes that harry - be it in twitter comments or fanworks - is appointed alpha male protector because of his build. okay he has broad shoulders and back and he loves to exercice which emplifies that but it doesn't defines his "roles"/attitude/temper/ect?? I mean I'm just tired of the "tiny cute shining sun louis who must be protected" and "look how big and tall harry is" cliche as if it must defines their whole personalities. Louis however smaller he may be, as always felt more like the protector one to me I mean they kinda share that and all but it's more obvious in him. Being the big brother figure and all. Also from testimonies we got from the backstage over the years, harry is often described as the shy one when out of the spotlight while louis gets described as outgoing and at ease most of the time. And- anyway I should stop. I just made the mistake of reading a few tweets and must have woken up on the wrong foot because I just couldn't ignore them today. (mmh... I'm realising as I write this that may be it touches me because I'm projecting? Like irl I'm in the 'broad shoulders' club and always wished I'd be smaller, tynier because it'd made my wish to be protected would be more 'logical' or legitimate... anyway I digress)

well hello there! interesting thing to think about!

i get what you mean! it can feel very one dimensional when people view big = manly and strong & short = soft and dainty.

back in the day, i definitely saw this happen between harry and louis a lot! luckily, i think as the fanbase has grown (and grown up), i personally see it happening less, which is nice!— not bc you can’t be big/small and have personality traits that ‘match’ your outward appearance; it’s just nice that people have considered more than just someone’s outward appearance!

(i always think about the “dark harry” and duplicity and after era whenever i see people talking about this sort of thing and it just makes me laugh, haha. it’s all a bit ridiculous.)

it really is an interesting thing to consider regarding fanworks… the lines within real-person fiction can be blurry! i mean, if you want to do some creative writing where louis is fragile or dainty and in need of a big, tall, strong harry (or whoever, of course! i’m just using them as a relevant example), i think it’s just important for it to be understood & acknowledged that these people are being used as characters, and are being simplified to a less complex and dichotomous version of the real people.

we, as humans, are never going to be the strong one or the weak one or the dominant one or the submissive one, etc, at all times. and i think that can get a little lost on us when we immerse ourselves so much in our versions of people that we really don’t know. i’m definitely guilty of it, too, it’s only natural when you’re left to fill in the blanks on your own. harry is often described as shy and sometimes a lil nervous and awkward (still sobbing about his dunkirk costars saying he originally ate lunch alone 😭), but he’s also insanely charismatic and charming and bold when he’s in his element! and louis has that fun, don’t-take-life-too-seriously attitude and is so fiercely protective of his loved ones, but he’s also so tactful and gentle with fans and his voice gets all soft and lovely when he’s with kids—

there's just so much to every person and it's a beautiful thing to be made up of so many different things. i'm sure we've all experienced people making assumptions about us based solely on what they see, and it's never a good feeling! so i do think it's deeply important to see more than just the surface!

[atopvisenyashill]

I actually even think it’s likely Lyanna gave Jon a ~Targaryen name but this isn’t evidence that she was in love with Rhaegar btw!!!!!!!!! women do not name their children for their own families in westeros, that is their husband’s domain, it’s why Sansa’s wish to name her sons with Willas Tyrell Eddard and Robb are so sad bc that would absolutely never happen!!!! Like do we think Cersei wasn’t hoping for a more Lannister esque name than Joffrey or Myrcella? That maybe Cat had wanted to name her son after the father or uncle she clearly adored but chose ‘Robb’, a name similar to Ned’s best friend as a safer bet instead?? That Rhaenyra Targaryen was thrilled by the fact that her husband made her name one of her sons after his dead Stormlander lover or Alicent wasn’t annoyed that she had to give Aemond and Daeron Valyrian names instead of Gareth or Gerold or something, when it was clear Viserys wasn’t gonna let her kids inherit anyway???? Lyanna straight up doesn’t know that Rhaegar is dead and the rebels have won, so she’s approaching this with a “As a noble lady, I have to give this child a name that fits with HIS people and not mine” outlook and even if she hates this man, even if she spent her entire pregnancy trying to escape and raging against Arthur and Gerold and Oswell, if she thinks she’s leaving this situation with a Targaryen bastard boy when Rhaegar had assured her it would be a girl and they’d call her Visenya, and Lyanna decides to rock up to KL and Elia’s legitimate son sitting next to Rhaegar in the room she’s not aware that her brother was murdered in and looks at him dead ass and says “this is your son Brandon Snow” THATS CRAZY TALK?! HOW is this going down, pray tell??? Of course she didn’t give him a Northern name, just like of course Ned gave him the equally neutral “Jon.”

I like to believe Lyanna did think “fuck it, if the great bastards were named by their mothers why can’t i name my son since the father left me here?” and went so far as to settle on a name before deciding to go for the safer route of picking a Valyrian name herself. because if the kingsguard is still here & not flocking to baby Viserys, surely that means Rhaegar is winning the war? (she doesn’t know, i doubt they’re telling her shit) So the ability to pick his name herself is worth more than sticking it to Rhaegar by giving her son a Northern name that he will immediately change. This way she still gets a say in her own son’s life, no matter what happens next. Regardless of anything, Lyanna almost definitely considers Viserys but maybe she’s a nerd like Cersei & Tyrion and doesn’t like the idea that people might link her son to Viserys Plumm or the two flop Viserys kings, or she’s worried Aerys will take it as an insult if she gives her son the same name. She is not fucking naming him Aegon, she probably disregards the names Jaehaerys and Daeron for similar reasons, she canNot name this kid Daemon lmao, and all this elimination basically leaves the weird (usually cooler) one off names like Aenys, Maekar, Aelor, Rhaegel, etc, and Aemon. the 16 year old girl dying of sepsis alone in a tower chose the name of the Dragonknight not because she had any love for the family, but simply because he was a brave, beautiful knight and romantic figure and she was probably hoping for a little bit of strength and chivalry to be present in her son under these fucked up circumstances!!!! Also, Jon lichrally meets an Aemon Targaryen at the wall and is mentored by him jfc, like THATS the reason Jon would have a Targaryen name in canon, is to have Jon feel some type of a way about almost sharing a name with the old maester he loved. Whatever justification you want to give or I want to give, THATS the reason why Jon would have a Targaryen name and why it’s probably Aemon!!

also if she chose a northern name for him it was definitely theon, btw!!

Lyanna gave Jon a Targaryen name. She hated Rhaegar so much she did that? Or are you saying that was a show invention as well like their marriage?

[pristine-rose]

Ahh to lounge in the comfort of Signora's lap.

Curled up nicely in her arms, as she presses kisses against your forehead and cheeks. One arm wrapped tightly around you, the other holding up a book or perhaps a pen so she can keep working without having to let go of you. Most mornings the fatui who see you have looong given up trying to pretend they don't see the lipstick marks that cover your face, some just roll their eyes and move on, others gently wipe the marks away, which of course only leads to Signora giving you fresh ones to make up for it.

Being able to go out with her, and when inevitably your own coat doesn't prove enough, she just playfully rolls her eyes and opens her coat for you to snuggle up. Does it make walking a bit harder? Yes. Is it worth it? Also yes! Back pressed to her front, her own height and the heels she hardly ever takes off making the difference between you enough that from a distance people can only see Signora and your head poking out of her giant coat.

Anyone talks smack about it being unprofessional to cuddle while performing her duties as harbinger will count themselves lucky to be able to crawl away from the reckoning she brings down on them. Though not all can be handled so easily. Childe pokes fun, your own rather decent friendship with the man finds him making games with you to annoy Signora. The shared favorite between you two, but one she particularly dislikes, is when you are wrapped in her coat with her, your head half buried in the voluptuous fur. The game is simple, Childe throws snacks at you, and you try to catch them. Its a messy game, one that has Signora even considering kicking you off of her lap to protect her coat from the inevitable stains, but she can't stop herself from adoring your little giggles and cheers whenever you catch the snacks, chewing away happily at the small treats that have literally fallen in your mouth.

Buuut don't go thinking she'll forget about the stains left by the snacks you didn't catch. She can't do much more then insult Childe and move on. But you... well she's a loving owner, you'll get your chance to make it up to her. And she does so love watching her sweet little pet tire herself out while she grinds against her owners thigh and begs oh so sweetly for forgiveness.

~🐁

YOU ACTUALLY SENT THIS BEFORE I EVEN ASKED FOR SIGNORA COMFORT HCS . . . 😭 ILYSM

/ completely sfw & fluffy utc

this is just me adding stuff btw bc this ask absolutely sent me 😭 i think i died a little reading it bc 1. i have a weakness for concepts like this 2. i’m so so tired from this past weekend and i needed it and 3. 🐁 anon is just… so so good

lipstick stains . . . she truly didn’t know how much she liked the sight of them on you at first. if anything, her addiction to them started only because she just could not stop kissing you.

how could she ever stop, when your face was just there, laying right on her shoulder? your cute sleeping face as you doze off on her lap — she can’t help but lay little butterfly kisses wherever she can reach without waking you up.

it wasn’t until one day when her lipstick was still freshly done, and she planted a kiss on your forehead that was a little too firm, leaving a light red stain on your skin. she lifted her thumb to swipe it off, until she realized she kinda liked how it looked on you. soon, one mark turned into two, and so on, until she buried your face in cute kisses the moment you woke up <3

this part might be self-indulgent because i’m so so so tiny . . . and your coat concept really reeled that in </3

she feels so warm against you under her coat. her arms are secured around your waist as the coat dangles over her and both your shoulders. if one of her subordinates were to grab her attention, your eyes would peek out of the fur as she turns. it’s such a cute sight — one that makes her feel a little romantic inside, like she’s hugging some little plush in front of her

she loves it when you turn your head or peak out to giggle sometimes, because you’re just so cute to her. she finds herself smiling just a little whenever you pull the coat to adjust it, because it means you don’t shy away from her scent or touch

[bontens-new-executive]

Request:

You can make a jealousy scenario with Rindo Haitan,Ran Haitani,Takashi Mitsuya e Wakasa Imaushi Found out that his girlfriend is the only girl on a boys’ team (hockey or baseball) and they get jealous ( In Imaushi’s case, his girlfriend may be younger still in high school but she can’t be a college team in his case) And sorry if you didn’t understand, I’m Brazilian and I use the keyboard translator to write and the simutanio translator to read

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I’m so up for this omfg,, no bc I love jealousy scenario, I hope this is what you wanted ^^

I'm not sure if this is trigger warning worthy but there're mentions of being hungry and eating food in mitsuya's part

Genere: fluff

Characters: Rindo Haitan, Ran Haitani, Takashi Mitsuya, Wakasa Imaushi

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Rindou haitani

a friend comes up to you while grocery shopping

Won't admit that's he's jealous but wouldn't deny it either

“Is there really a guy hitting on my girl at 8.30 in the morning? Right in front of me??”

Watches you first before he acts

Always careful with guys he isn't familiar with

He doesn't mind a short pat on the shoulder but he hates it when someone has his arm over you and pulls you to their side or tries to hug you on to their chest

Gets grumpy. Not mad per se but his mood does swing a bit

The longer they're talking to you, the more bothered he gets

Wants to leave as quick as possible

It was early in the morning, rindou and you were grocery shopping. Rindou was still tried and wanted to go home as soon as possible. While he was looking at the sugary sweets, trying to choose one from many, you were going off to look for some eggs. After not long, somebody tapped you on your shoulder. Turning around, you saw your teammate, so you guys started a conversation.

“Hello there.”, was heard behind you, as you were talking to your teammate. "Ah, yes, hey there. You must be Rindou?", the guy asked with a smirk. "Yes I am. And you are?", rindou wasn't sure how to feel about this situation yet. This guy knew his name and his girl, but rindou hasn't heard about this guy at all. "Well, I am-", he started before getting interrupted by you, "he's a my teammate." Teammate? What team? Why would you be on a team with a guy like him? How often were you in contact with that guy? Of course he didn't mind you having other friends but that didn't change the fact that he was, nonetheless, confused. Rindou was asking himself a lot of questions before asking, "what team?" "Well our baseball team", you explained, "don't you remember? I told you." "I remember you telling me something about your baseball team, yes." Rindou looked your friend up and down," What you didn't mention was that you had a guy in your team.", he finished, before looking back at you. "Well, actually, fun fact, I'm not the only guy. We're a group of guys and she is, as a mater of fact, the only girl in our team." Rindou didn't need this overly friendly guy to talk for you, you could do that on your own. Wait. Only girl in an all boys team? Is every guy there this overly touchy and friendly with you? "And I dont like any of them either. Y'all annoying anyways. Now if you'd excuse us, my boyfriend and I were doing something before getting interrupted," you said while moving passt him with rindou, "I'll see you in practice, idiot." "Right, right." You both shared a small smile before you left completely.

"So, a guy's team and the only girl there is my baby? If they get too comfortable with you I might get upset about it", rindou commented. "They're just good friends, no need to get jealous, rin", you reassured him, smiling at the jealousy in his eyes. "Just makin' sure."

Wakasa Imaushi

he comes to pick you up from school

Many people tried to convince you to leave wakasa because he was “too old” or “I’m younger, I'm more fun”

But you both always denied anyone, wakasa was the best for you and you were the best for him

He wasn’t bothered by the age gap at all

He usually picked you up from school, so today was no diffrent

Wakasa doesn't mind you being friends with guys, he gives you your freedom

Regardless, he doesn't like those overly flirty guys to touch you like that

Especially when they're leaning to close to you

And even if he was jealous, he wouldn't really admit it

After school, you sat outside to wait for wakasa. "Hey, y/n!", you heard your teammates laughing and joking, running towards you. Confused, but with a smile, you responded, "hey guys! What are you doing here? Practice is over." Sitting next to you, one of them spoke, "we can't just leave you all alone here, right?"

Not long after wakasa had arrived. While walking towards you, he saw you sitting with a group of guys and one guy having his arm around your shoulders. He never believed that anyone could actually take you away from him. Even if he was sure of it, it didn't fail to cross his mind, what if there was a person that could have chances with you? Would you, all of a sudden, be more comfortable with someone younger?

You share the bento mitsuya made for you

"Hey, y/n, is that your guy?", one of your friends caught your attention. Finding wakasa walking towards your group, you got up to hug wakasa. The second you were in his arms he asked, "who are these guys? Haven't seen them before." Turning your head around, you answered, "they're my teammates." Confused wakasa looked at you, "Teammates? Your hockey teammates?" "Yep my hockey teammates. Why so confused?", Wakasa looked at you, then at the guys, "are there only guys in your team?" Thinking, you respond, "oh? I didn't tell you?", facing your friends, "well I'm actually the only girl in the guys team." "Oh.", was the only thing wakasa let out. "Yep! And she's a great player too. Has a very good form and is a quick learner.", one of the guys said. 'A good form? Her body? He means while playing, right?' Wakasa was overthinking this sentence, not noticing that he had tensed up. "While playing.", you added after watching your boyfriends reaction, "well anyways. We have to go now. Bye guys." Leaving quickly, wakasa didn't let go of your waist, "they're not getting to close to you, are they? Are they always this touchy?" Looking at him you responded, "nope. They're great friends. Why? You jealous?", laughing you added, "don't worry, they know that I'm yours. They won't try anything." Wakasa huffed, "I'm not jealous. I was just curious."

Takashi Mitsuya

Mitsuya is really not one to get jealous

But he doesn't trust those guys who're trying to take you from him

He's very understanding and trusts you a lot

Won't mind a quick hug, as long as the guy's not touching you inappropriately

Gives you a lot of freedom

Won't let it show but he gets quite mad when somebody is flirting with you right in front of him

Holds you closer whenever someone's hitting on you

Doesn't like the fact that he does get jealous sometimes

Has to be touching you somehow, like holding your hand or putting a hand on your waist

Would probably admit to being jealous

Mitsuya wasn't one to get jealous easily, and especially not over little things. Therefore he didn't mind your guy friends quickly hugging you as a goodbye, or whenever they shared their snacks with you.

Today he got up earlier than usual. Reason being, to make you a bento which he gave you before school. He knows you love his food, so he thought maybe he could bring you something to school today.

At break, he was on the way to your usual spot. He knew you were in a hockey team, what he didn't know was that you were the only girl in the team. Arriving there he saw you with some group of guys, which he figured out were your teammates, due to hearing them talk about your practice today. Coming closer, he saw that your bento was opened, laying in the middle of the table. He didn't think anything of it at first, but walking closer he saw that you were sharing your bento. He loved your friendly and selfless nature, but even then, he wasn't liking it that your friends got to eat the bento he especially made for you. Misuya didn't understand why he was feeling jealouse about it. He shouldn't be, right?

"Baby?", you heard, as you felt somebody standing behind you. "Hey, taka!", you greeted, looking up at your boyfriend. "Is that your bento there? It was supposed to be a single-portion meal. And only for you.", mitsuya said, with an unpleasant look. "Yeah, it is! It's really good too!", one of your friends said, the others agreeing. Nodding, but not paying much attention to them, mitsuya asked you, "are you still hungry? We can get you something else." Shaking your head slightly, you responded, "I don't mind, I'm not that hungry anyway." Taking your hand and pulling you from your seat, mitsuya told you, "yes you are. Let's go." Not wasting one second on your goodbye to your friends, mitsuya started walking, hand in hand.

He comes to a game of your, not expecting this many guys around you

Putting the puzzle pieces together, you looked at him, "awww were you jealous?" Although he clearly heard your question, he kept looking forwarding, not facing you. "Maybe a bit."

Ran haitani

He knows you wouldn't leave him for somebody else, so whenever you're with your guy friends, or at practice and guys are watching you, he isn't bothered

He knows, that his confident demeanor throws off a lot of people

Rather than admitting to being jealous, he'd play it off or joke about it

Keeps a close eye on other guys

Shows you off instead

Keeps you close, takes your hand, arm around your waist, arm around your shoulder or straight up makes out with you in front of them

I get the feeling he'd remember their faces and names

Steals all your attention from the others

It was right after your baseball practice that ran arrived. He promised to pick you up, although he was busy, he made time for you. He expected to see you enjoying practice with your teammates. Rather than seeing you with your female teammates, he saw you with a group of guys. He couldn't see any other female teammates so ran figured, that you were the only one in your baseball team. He thought that, like always, he'd just play around with those guys and drive them away, but this time was different. They weren't going as far as the other guys ran's used to fighting off. They were casually joking around with you, ran could see that you were comfortable with everyone. Was ran really jealous of them having this much fun with you? The ran haitani? Jealous?

"Well, hello there", ran spoke loudly, nearing himself towards your group. Smiling excitingly, you went up to hug him. "Hey ran! You made time to come. Thank you." Ran immediately slung his arms around your waist, "of course princess", he looked up to the other guys, keeping you close. "So? What are you doing here? All alone, with all those guys? Hm?" Turning in his arms, you look at your team, "they're my teammates." "Yeah. We're in the same team. And y/n so happen to be the only girl, you know.", one of your friends said, smirking. "Oh yeah?", you feel him tighten his grip around you. "Yeah. It's really fun and we're all very close.", your friend says, testing ran's patience, "isn't that right, y/n?" Rolling your eyes your respond, "yes we are friends, and yes we are close but you're wording is weird. Stop tryna get on Ran's nerves, idiot.", after your words left your mouth, you could feel ran relax, still keeping his grip around you. "Man, I'm just saying", your friend chuckled. Walking away from the group, ran excused you both for a second, "can we go now?" Seeing ran being impatient was not something you'd see everyday, so of course you wanted to know why he'd want to go so quickly, "why so fast?"

Ran, not completely admitting to his jealousy, said, "I want you for myself now♡", leaning close to you, "they've had you for longer than needed."

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hey yall 😝. im feeling a possessive type wonwoo fic kinda w a story like the joshua fic hehe. uh heres my three prompts: #6, #38, and theres more i want to do but i cant decide so ill just let you decide (99-101, 93, 86, 65,66, 41, 13 im sick pls choose bc i cant 😭) thanks 🫶

p.s. yall #57 had me rolling it was out of nowhere i just started laughing

It’s My Right to Be Hellish

Summary: Your boyfriend, Wonwoo, tended to be possessive, even when it came to his friends. He never failed to remind you that you were his though.

Wonwoo x Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut and Fluff

Warnings: Possessive Wonwoo, Dom!Wonwoo, Sub!Reader, Unprotected sex(stay safe), Small argument, Choking, Degrading, Objectification/Dehumanization(???), Teasing, Oral!Fem receiving, Fingering

W.C.: 2.1k

#6 “I could kiss you forever.”

#38 “Don’t go…”

#41 “I’m fine…”

You and your boyfriend were currently out with some of his college friends. It had been about a year since he had graduated, but you were still currently attending school, studying neuroscience. Wonwoo had landed his dream job as a game designer, so he made enough money to support the two of you and your child, a.k.a. your cat, Bean. You still had a job, but Wonwoo insisted you cut down your hours to focus on school more, which you declined, feeling it wasn’t fair that he would be the only breadwinner.

Currently you were chatting with Wonwoo’s friend Dino, who was talking animatedly about his new dance for his final. You listened intently, taking a sip of your drink before glancing over at your boyfriend. You hadn’t talked to him much all night, since his friends had been keeping conversation with you all night. Wonwoo had been having his own conversations with others as well, but anytime you’d laugh loudly at something Hansol or Dino had said, Wonwoo would feel a ping of jealousy. It’s not that he didn’t trust you, quite the opposite actually. He just doesn’t like sharing.

Wonwoo was possessive, he hated having to share your attention and you in general. Most pet names he called you were always accompanied with a “my” in front of it, and he never failed to remind you or anyone else that you were his and his alone. You thought his possessiveness was cute and sometimes sexy depending on the situation, but other times, like now it was a little annoying. 

“I’m going to get another round of drinks.” Wonwoo’s rough voice cut through all conversations, causing a majority of the table to nod. Wonwoo left, heading towards the bar area, you could tell by the way his voice sounded and his body language that something was wrong. “I’m gonna go help him.” You supplied quickly before following your boyfriend to the bar. Wonwoo didn’t turn to face you, even though he could feel your presence. “Woo, what’s wrong?” You sighed out. “I’m fine.” He said still turned around, tapping his finger impatiently as he waited for the bartender to make the drinks. “You’re not fine, you’ve been glaring at anyone who talks to me all night, and you just stormed off like a child.” He rolled his eyes at you which made you scoff, before leaving him alone at the bar. If he was going to act like a child you were going to treat him like one.

Wonwoo returned with the drinks, and the whole table took notice of the change in atmosphere. You pushed it to the side, not wanting to ruin the night for the rest of the group and continued talking to them. Seungkwan began inquiring about your final which you were working on with Mingyu, Wonwoo’s best friend. The two of you were both culinary minors and currently in the same capstone course.  You began talking about your plans. thankful that the atmosphere became a bit more bearable, but you didn’t miss the way Wonwoo was blatantly ignoring you as you spoke.

After another hour your group parted ways, currently you were sitting in the passenger seat, of Wonwoo’s car. You were glancing at him occasionally, watching his jaw tick in frustration. The two of you hadn’t said a word to one another since you left him alone at the bar. It was probably for the best though, you both learned that you shouldn’t say things until you were cooled off. You were fine, but Wonwoo, Wonwoo wasn’t. His right hand was roughly gripping the steering wheel while his left propped his head up against the window. The red stoplight illuminated his sharp features, almost making him look scary especially with the way his brows were furrowed. 

Eventually the two of you made it home, getting ready for bed in silence. You had settled into bed first, waiting for Wonwoo to join you, but you sat up with a confused expression when he grabbed his pillow and began walking out to the living room. “Where are you going?” You asked, causing Wonwoo to stop in the doorway. “I’m going to sleep in the living room.” You couldn’t help the small pout that formed on your lips from his answer. “Woo, please stay, you know I don’t sleep well without you.” Wonwoo just clicked his tongue before taking another step forward towards the living room. ”You’ll be fine for one night.”He said bluntly trying to walk away again, but your voice interrupted him. “Don’t go, please.” Wonwoo stood still, contemplating if he should stay or not. Eventually he sighed before turning around and taking his place in bed next to you, allowing you to slide yourself next to him. You smiled softly, intertwining your hand with his as you snuggled into his shoulder. “I’m sorry for saying you were being childish.” You said bringing his knuckles up to your lips, planting a soft kiss against them as you looked up at him. Wonwoo looked down at you before sighing again and kissing the crown of your head, “It’s ok, I’m sorry for acting like that, I just don’t like sharing you, I guess I’m still not used to it.” You smiled and leaned up to plant a peck on his lips, which he returned graciously. 

“What are you gonna do in the future hmm?” You asked against his lips, to which he hummed a quick, “I don’t know,” against your own. You and Wonwoo knew you wanted to get married and eventually have kids, but he wanted to wait until you graduated so that you could focus on each other and so the two of you could have the wedding you dreamed of. You were on board with that idea, knowing that you needed to have a stable job before you settled down and especially before the two of you decided to have kids. 

“I think once I have a ring on that pretty finger of yours, then maybe I’ll be ready to share.” You smiled as your pecks began turning less innocent. “Even with little us’s running around, if they’re anything like you, then you’ll really have to share.” Wonwoo let out a deep chuckle against your lips, “Well until then, you’re all mine.” 

Wonwoo took your lips in a deeper kiss as he climbed over you, caging you between himself and the bed. You sighed into his mouth, wrapping your hands behind his neck, while he brought his own to your hips, gripping them roughly. You gasped lightly, allowing Wonwoo to slip his tongue into your mouth. You submitted immediately, allowing him to take the lead, practically melting into the bed. Wonwoo trailed his hands down to the bottom button of your night shirt and began unbuttoning the soft material slowly, leaving a trail of kisses on your skin once it was exposed. 

“So gorgeous, I could kiss you forever.” He mumbled against your skin, “All of this is mine, these thighs,” he squeezed them roughly as he spoke, “these breasts, and these lips.” He trailed his way back up to your lips to give you a short peck as he massaged breasts roughly, causing you to moan breathily. “All these sounds are mine too, no one else gets to hear you like this.” Wonwoo looked down at you smugly, loving all the noises you were making. He hated it when you tried to hold back your sounds or reactions, he wanted to know he was making you feel good. You also weren’t in the mood to be a brat, so you were willing to let him hear everything you had to offer. 

“Woo, stop teasing please…” You trailed off into another moan as Wonwoo continued to fondle your breasts teasingly. “Patience, love, you know I like to take care of my things nicely.” Your eyes practically rolled in the back of your head when he said that. You let out an embarrassingly loud whimper at his words, which only caused him to smile down at you. “You like that? You like when I call you one of my things, baby? Love being reduced down to nothing but an object, don't you? My personal plaything.” You nodded in response, arching your back as he began tweaking your nipples roughly, moaning out his name as he trailed one of his hands down to your core slowly. He rubbed two fingers over your clothed pussy, letting out a huff of laughter as he felt how wet you were through the fabric. “God you’re soaked.” You couldn’t help the blush that climbed up your body as he spoke about you so shamelessly. “Do I really have that much of an effect on you?” You wanted to slap the smug smile off his face at that moment, but decided against it. “You and I both know the answer to that question.” You said breathily as Wonwoo moved down to take your panties off. “True, I just wanted to hear you say it though.” Wonwoo huffed out a laugh while you lifted your hips to help him remove the soaked piece of fabric. 

Wonwoo gently trailed his fingers across your folds, making you shiver slightly. You wished he would just slip them inside of you, but you knew he was in the mood to break you down. Wonwoo kisses the inside of your thigh before taking the plump skin between his teeth. You yelped slightly at the pain, but whimpered as Wonwoo began sucking love bites into your skin. Wonwoo continued to tease you until he suddenly sunk two fingers into you. He curled them upwards, hitting that spot that always drove you insane. 

Your hands quickly flew to your boyfriend's black locks as he began to finger you roughly. “Fuck…don’t stop!” You said breathily, tilting your head back in pleasure. “Wasn’t planning on it baby.” Wonwoo smirked as he spoke before slotting his tongue inside of you next to his fingers. Your grip on his scalp tightened as you moved against his tongue and fingers, moaning loudly as you began to grow closer to your height. Wonwoo thrusted his tongue and fingers in and out of you at a fast pace, while humming against you, sending the vibrations straight to your core. A series of curses and his name left your lips as you arched your back, feeling yourself on the brink of release. “C-close…” you whimpered out, causing Wonwoo to pull away from you. “I know baby, but don’t you wanna cum on my cock?” Wonwoo asked, trying to sooth you. You nodded with teary eyes, reaching out for him. He immediately made his way up, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. 

After a minute or so, Wonwoo pulled back to remove his boxers, stroking himself to fill hardness before climbing back over you. He lined himself up with you before pushing in slowly, throwing his head back in pleasure as he bottomed out. Wonwoo set up a steady pace, moving your thighs to rest on his hips as he thrusted deeply into you. His hands roughly gripped your thighs as he leaned down to capture your lips, swallowing your moans. “You feel so good baby, taking me so well.” He mumbled against your lips as he slowed down a little, rolling his hips into you. You threw an arm over your eyes as you moaned his name loudly into the silence of your apartment, feeling the pressure of your pleasure building up slowly. “You’re not cumming until I do love, but I think you knew that right?” You nodded in response, but that answer didn’t make Wonwoo happy, so he grabbed your cheeks forcefully. “Words. please.” Wonwoo punctuated each syllable with a thrust making you cry out in pleasure before answering with a shaky “yes,” as tears of pleasure began running down your cheeks. “Good girl.” Wonwoo tapped your cheek, twice, lightly before bringing his hand down to your neck and squeezing lightly. You gasped slightly at the restriction while arching your back, trying to fight off your orgasm that was now fast approaching. 

“Hold on a little longer baby, I know you can do it.” Wonwoo grunted out, increasing his pace. He was thrusting into you quickly, letting out deep groans as you clenched around him. Wonwoo leaned down to capture your lips one last time, squeezing your neck a little tighter as his hips stuttered a bit signaling he was close. “Let go…” he mumbled against your lips, to which you obeyed, letting your orgasm wash over you. Wonwoo stilled inside of you, as he came, loosening the grip he had around your neck to bring his hand up to move your hair out of your face. The two of you were breathing heavily as you stared into each other’s eyes, basking in the post orgasm glow, smiling softly at one another. “You ok?” Wonwoo asked leaning down to kiss your cheek softly. You nodded with a slightly dopey smile on your face as you were still stuck on your post orgasmic high. Wonwoo nodded himself before moving to lay next to you, pulling you in closely to his body. “I love you.” He whispered against the shell of your ear before kissing it gently. “I love you too.”