#the sweetest boy!!!!! with one hell of a range!!!!!!!

[akkivee]

i still think it’s just one of the most charming things that the people overseeing hypmic liked sakakihara-san’s voice for aogiri bojo so much they asked him to attend auditions for the series and he was chosen to play jyushi 😭😭😭

[lunajay33]

Waiting🖤 Part.2

Summary: After decades of being alone without a love of his own he finally finds her in a gloomy town of forks, his brother Edward isn’t the only lucky one

Pairing: Emmett Cullen x f! Swan reader

Warning: angsty, fluffy sunshine Emmett

Part.1

•Masterlist•

Friday came and I was a nervous wreck, I didn’t care to tell Bella or dad about this seeing as Bella has already distanced herself from me and I didn’t wanna get dads hopes up, sitting in math class, the last class of the day I kept glancing at the clock ticking closer and closer to the final bell, trying to distract myself I delved back into the worksheet infront of me, soon enough the bell rang and my heart jumped

Anxiously I threw everything into my bag and left the school straight to the parking lot, where Emmett was leaned against his silver jeep, when his eyes landed on me that bright smile stretch across his face making his amber eyes shine

“Hey gorgeous you ready for the best night of your life?” I could feel the heat rush to my face only making his smirk widen

“Not like that y/n, not yet anyways, come on hop in” he said as he held the door open for me, quickly getting in the drivers seat next to me

“Sooo um what’re we doing?”

“Thought we could go hiking, maybe get out of the cloud bank into some sunlight”

“I love hiking! Sounds like fun” finally relaxing knowing now it’s something I’m use to doing

He drove for a while out of forks to a near by hiking trail not commonly used by the public, we got out and started our journey

“So tell me a bit about yourself Angel” he said breaking the silence

“Well there’s not much to know, I’ve lived here my whole life, my sister and mom left when I was young so it’s just been me and my dad, I became homeschooled until now and I usually just read and do homework”

“Not a big social butterfly I assume?”

“Not really, what about you? Tell me everything!”

“Well I have 4 adopted siblings, Jasper, Alice, Rosalie and Edward, you’ll love Alice she’s the sweetest, I like getting out into the forest, love music and working out”

“Yeah I can tell” I smiled glancing at his bulging muscles under his long sleeve shirt

“Woah she’s got some fire in her after all” he laughed nudging my arm

“What can I say you bring it out of me” his hand grazed against mine until he went for it and intertwined his fingers through mine

“Why so nervous pretty girl? Do I fluster you?”

“Maybe, I’ve never really done stuff like this but it’s nice” I saw his features soften as he looked down at me and gently squeezed my hand

“Really? A beautiful thing like yourself, I’m surprised you don’t have boys on their knees begging for your attention”

“I think you have me mixed up with my sister” I laughed nervously

“And who might that be because I don’t even need to see her to know your beauty is beyond anything of this world”

“Emmett stop you’re just trying to make me blush, and my sister is Bella, Bella swan she’s new to the school” he stopped dead in his tracks with a shocked expression

“Bella is your sister, like your actual sister?”

“So you already know her, not a surprise”

“No it’s not that, my brother Edward has been after her since she came at the start of the week, kind of funny how two brothers can like two sisters, but I must say I got the more beautiful”

“You’re too sweet Em, I can’t believe she hasn’t said anything”

“Edward is a very awkward secretive guy I’m sure Bella is the same way maybe that’s why she hasn’t said anything”

“Can’t say you’re wrong”

He looked me up and down trying to judge something, curious

“Do you trust me?”

“I only just meet you but yeah, I do”

In an instant he flung me over his back so I was clung to him like a monkey

“Hold on tight sunshine” everything flew by in a blur, there was no shape to anything with the speed he was going, but however he was doing this it didn’t scare me or make me wonder what the hell was happening, I actually felt at peace

Soon enough he stopped as we cleared the cloud bank and the sun was beaming, he placed me gently back down on my feet and turned around, his skin was like a million tiny crystals, I was in awe by how much more beautiful he became

“Are you scared?” He asked as his face scrunch with worry

I raised my hand and traced down his cheek feeling his hard cold skin

“No quite the opposite, you’re beautiful Emmett”

“Don’t you wanna know what I am?” He asked placing his hands on my hips

“Whatever you are I’d never judge, I feel you’d never hurt me so I don’t care what you are”

“How did I get so lucky” he stated as he lifted me like I weighed a feather, wrapping my legs around his waist

“What do you mean?”

“Us vampires have mates and the moment you bumped into me in the hallways I knew you were mine, the one I’m meant to spend the rest of my life with”

“But why me, you could have anybody”

“You’re everything I’ll ever need, I wish you could see yourself the way I see you Angel, and I’ll spend the rest of eternity showing you how amazing you are”

My heart swelled with the most love I’ve ever felt and I’m lucky enough to finally find the one who will brighten my life

Taglist: @whit0912 @serenadingtigers @twilightlover2007

[superhaught]

Sweetest Girl (Chapter Five)

Pairing: Regina George x Reader

Warning(s): continuation of angst but don't worry

Word Count: 2250, part 5/5

First ever fully finished fic if you can believe it

as per usual, @sapphicantics saw it first <3

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

Monday: the remainder of the day was a special kind of hell crafted just for you. 

When you left Regina in the bathroom, you sprinted straight outside to the courtyard and collapsed on the ground against a tree trunk and just sobbed. Full on shaking, head-in-hands, sobbed. If someone were there to ask you what was wrong, you wouldn’t know what to say. You were just… so overwhelmed. 

You didn’t even know when you got close enough to Regina that it hurt in your chest so bad to be… to be, what? In a fight with her? Was it even a fight? 

Everything you were feeling was a nightmare. 

You were confused but you were pissed at her for being confusing. And you were still trying to be nice and understanding but you were fucking hurt. You felt stupid for even allowing yourself to catch feelings for the mean girl. But you felt stupider for thinking that because Regina wasn’t mean. Not really.

So you just sobbed. You sobbed through your lunch hour and stopped yourself when the bell rang. You stood up, wiped your face with your sleeve, dusted your pants off, and went to class. There was nothing else to do right now, and you didn’t want this thing with Regina to ruin another class today. 

And even though you tried your best, you couldn’t focus through the end of the day. Suddenly, the final bell went off and you were being dismissed with no recollection of the past three hours worth of lectures. 

You walked home from school, taking the long way so that you could listen to fifteen more minutes worth of music and therefore, get fifteen more minutes without having to think. 

You didn’t see Regina again after your conversation in the bathroom. You were glad that she didn’t see you being a pathetic wreck over this. 

When Regina was left alone in the bathroom, she clenched her fists so hard that her manicure hurt her palms. She locked herself in a stall and punched the door after slamming in shut as tears stung the corners of her eyes. 

She took one deep breath. And then another. Trying desperately to calm herself. But it didn’t work. 

Nothing made sense. 

Regina knew, had known, for a long time, that she liked girls. But more importantly, she knew that she wasn’t supposed to. 

So her crush on Janis had to die along with their friendship. 

The tension with Cady was… well that was its own thing. Getting hit by a goddamn bus nipped that in the bud pretty quick.

She always got by pretending. She could date boys for a couple weeks at a time, perform the way she was supposed to, even have sex with them. It didn’t matter that she hated it as long as no one was the wiser. 

But you… 

You were different. 

She liked you. She really fucking liked you. And she also hated you for it. Because you were going to ruin her life. And she knew it. 

You were too fucking sweet. And too fucking perfect. And when she thought about it too hard, Regina would think stupid shit like “I’d rather get hit by three busses in rapid succession than lose that perfect, sweet, fucking infuriating girl.” 

Regina punched the bathroom stall door one more time to make herself cry because she needed to cry but she also needed an excuse to and so as the tears started to fall she took out one of those paper toilet seat covers and laid it down on the seat before sitting down and bawling. 

Twenty minutes later, Regina walked out of the stall and took her portable ice roller out of her purse, swiping it under her eyes a few times while sniffling. She cleaned her face and reapplied her makeup and then left school and took herself home early. 

Regina told her mom that she wasn’t feeling well, went straight to her bedroom, dry-swallowed her prescription naproxen, and went to sleep. 

Tuesday: you stuck to your routine to stay sane. 

You woke up at 5:30 and walked to school. You were able to get inside as soon as the doors were unlocked. You went to the weight room and worked out for ten minutes so that it wouldn’t look weird for you to use the showers, even though you were the only soul there at that hour. Then you went to the cafeteria to pick up your free breakfast. Couldn’t complain today, you always liked the cinnamon Texas toast. 

You ate, attended your early class, and then sat out front to read while your classmates rolled in before first period. 

Once again, you heard Regina’s Jeep before you saw it. You didn’t want to look up, but you did anyway. 

You watched her park her car but she didn’t get out. You watched Gretchen and Karen walk across the parking lot and tap on her window just to be apparently shooed away, because they came back looking like kicked puppies. 

You had to leave to get to class on time so you never saw Regina get out of her car and walk into the school. 

So you waited anxiously until chemistry, but she never showed. 

When class ended, you walked up to your teacher’s desk.

She looked up, “yes?” 

“I know you can’t actually answer this… but do you know why Regina wasn't in class today?” 

“I figured you’d have a better idea than me, why do you ask?” 

“I’m just worried about her.” 

Your teacher smiled, “then, I’d suggest you tell her that.” 

You nodded and left. Taking a deep breath, you took your phone out and sent a tentative text to Regina. 

Hey, you weren’t in class. You okay?

A few minutes passed but then she responded, had a meeting at the same time. Y? Miss me? 

You rolled your eyes and typed back, will you be in class tomorrow? Just wanna know how many lectures I’ll have to catch you up on. 

You’re sweet. But I’m very accomplished at chemistry now, remember? 

She sent a double text a moment later, I’ll probably make an appearance. 

Again, yours and Regina’s paths didn’t cross for the rest of the day. By the time you were leaving the building to go home, Regina’s parking space was already empty. 

You sighed and began your trek with plans to stop for groceries at the store on the way. 

After purchasing the cheapest loaf of white bread and as many cans as twenty dollars could buy. But before you checked out, you replaced one Hormel chili can with a Mountain Dew from the fridge in the check out aisle. 

Regina stuck it out for the whole day this time but she was first out of the parking lot when the day ended. Nothing could keep her in that building longer than she had to be right now. 

The only issue was that she didn’t want to go home either. 

Without thinking about it too much, Regina ended up putting her car in park in the same spot that she dropped you off that weekend.

She sighed and stretched her neck from one side to the other. She was sore from physical therapy earlier. 

After sitting there for twenty minutes cycling through radio stations all playing the same top forty songs, she realized that she didn’t know what she was doing there. She didn’t know what she would say to you if she saw you. She didn’t want to talk to you… really talk to you… until she had it all figured out.

Regina turned her car back on, pulled back onto the paved road and went home.

Wednesday: the next morning went like any other, with the exception of trudging to school in the pouring rain. 

The night prior, you ate poorly heated-up chili out of a paper bowl and wrote a note for Regina. It culminated to just a few sentences, but you chewed on the end of your pen like it was the most important essay you’d ever written. 

You hoped that it would make some kind of difference. 

You sped through the halls to get to chemistry a few minutes early and you placed the paper note on her seat with the can of Mountain Dew on top of it. 

You were seated by the time Regina came into the classroom. 

She went straight to her desk and set her tote down on the surface then picked up the Mountain Dew and looked over at you, her eyebrow raised. 

You gave her a nervous smile and mouthed “read the note.” 

She rolled her eyes but did as she was told, picking up the paper and then sitting down. 

Regina read: 

“I noticed smuggled Mountain Dews in your bedroom minifridge last time I was there, I assume you don’t usually get to indulge… peace offering? 

I’m sorry. I haven’t handled this right. Can we talk after class, please?” 

Regina tapped her nails on the side of the can and then glanced back over to you with a gentle smile. She nodded and mouthed back, “thank you.” 

Your knee bounced anxiously throughout the entire chem lecture. Once dismissed, you filed out of the classroom and found Regina waiting for you across the hall. 

“You’re fueling a bad habit, you know.” The blonde quipped. 

You smiled and nodded, but had a hard time meeting her eyes. You looked at the floor instead. 

“Hey,” Regina spoke softly, “I’m not going to bite.” 

You finally looked up at her, “I said things to you that I regret, I shouldn’t-“ 

“Are you seriously apologizing to me right now? I should be the one apologizing.” 

“You? Why?” 

Regina scoffed, “for everything that I did. For freaking out. For dragging you out of my house. And… for this…” 

You just stood there and gave her a confused expression. 

Regina sighed and looked down at her hands as she whispered, “I’m sorry… I don’t think I can do this… I don’t… I don’t want to hurt you anymore than I already have…” 

“Regina…” you instinctively stepped forward and reached for her hand but she pulled away from it. 

The blonde looked around the hall and saw curious eyes starting to fall on the both of you. 

You watched her hands begin to tremble before she clasped them together.  

“I can’t do this… please… please try to understand…” 

You looked around the hall, too. You saw the eyes of your classmates. Those scrutinizing eyes that had pegged you and Regina each as two completely different things before your ages even reached double digits. Eyes that belonged to people who decided that Regina would always be one way, and you would always be another. 

You took a deep breath in and looked at the blonde again, “I… I understand, Regina.” 

The blonde swallowed a pained sound in her throat and almost reached for you. Almost. She managed to choke out, “what can I do?” She was shaking and her eyes were watering. It broke you. 

You started to cry openly, letting the tears fall freely, and you shrugged, “I dunno, Gina… I just… I hope you take care of yourself, ‘kay?” You started to turn to walk away. You didn’t want Regina, or the entire school, to see you cry. You didn’t want to be in this for any longer. You didn’t want Regina George to have any more of a hold on you than she already did. 

“Wait!” 

You heard the blonde call out after you but you were already pushing the door to the exterior open. 

“Wait!” She called out again but the rain was drowning everything besides your own heartbeat out now. 

You didn’t stop until a hand closed around your wrist and halted you. 

Regina. She was there. Standing out in the rain with you. She grasped your wrist while rain drenched her perfect hair and began to melt her perfect makeup and wet her perfect clothes. 

Your classmates were pressed up against glass windows, watching like vultures while Regina George chased someone outside. 

You just stared at her. 

Regina sobbed and then laughed hysterically and shook her head, “I’ve been such a fucking idiot!” 

You continued to stare. You didn’t know what else to do with Regina holding your wrist and apparently losing it. 

She shook her head again, “you can’t just walk away… you can’t let me ruin this because you think it’s the noble thing to do… you should… you should be selfish…” 

“What are you saying?” 

Regina stepped a hair closer to you and lifted her free hand up, gently cradling your cheek in her palm, “I almost threw away the only person who’s actually given a shit about me… because I was scared… and you would have let it happen because you thought it’s what I wanted… because you’re too sweet for your own good… and because… I’m a liar… and I have spent… so long… caring about what other people think of me… I’m exhausted… I’m exhausted and I don’t care anymore… the only thing I want is to kiss you… please… please let me kiss you…” 

You slowly pulled your wrist out of her grasp, but not to pull away from her. You grabbed Regina George’s face in your hands and pulled her in and pressed your lips to hers. 

More importantly, Regina George wrapped her arms around you and kissed you back.

[nebulous-library]

how they fall in love - tokrev boys

aka the april 14th "i made it through valentine's day AND white day without any romantic attention" special. happy singles day to all who celebrate. hcs for a selections of my personal tokyo revengers blorbos, including: Mikey, Draken, Baji, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Hakkai, Taiju, Koko, and Inupi.

Mikey falls in love with uncertainty. He’s used to feeling so much all the time at once that he isn’t sure he could pinpoint love in the middle of all of it. But until he knew you, it didn’t matter. As you get closer to him, he becomes more acutely aware that he definitely has positive, pleasant feelings toward you. He may even get himself in trouble by picking fights with others who steal your attention from him. It probably takes Draken, Takemichi, or Emma to be like, “So, about this crush you have….” and he’d be like, “...the what.” Be patient with him, he’ll come around, and when he realizes both his own and your feelings, he’ll be the sweetest boyfriend. Please do not accept anything he cooks for you though. No chance in hell that he can cook.

Draken falls slowly. He starts by noticing how cute you are when you do mundane tasks, or the little things that make your eyes sparkle, and he finds himself wanting to know more. He’s very observant when it comes to details, and might surprise you here and there by bringing you your favorite drink or a treat of some sort, but his love language is definitely quality time. Whatever your hobbies are, he’ll definitely start feeling a stronger attachment to you if you do that thing in his vicinity while he’s working on fixing up a bike or something. It’ll take him some time to come to the conclusion that it’s love, but in the meantime he’ll settle for the warm swell in his chest that he feels when you’re around. 

Baji falls quietly, behind the scenes. If he doesn’t know you like him back, he’ll operate under the assumption that you don’t and just be content with just being by your side and will express his feelings via little gestures that show he cares and listens to you. This can range anywhere from noticing you’re warm and turning on the AC, or torching a vending machine that ate your change. Depends on his mood. Another way he’ll show his affection is by sharing things with you; food, beverages, etc., yes, but also hair ties. And he won’t even ask for them back. If you keep the hair tie he gave you and wear it on your wrist? He’s as good as gone. Please confess to him soon, this boy is down worse than he lets on.

Chifuyu falls in love like an idiot. He doesn’t fall for just anyone, but when he does, he’s immediately head over heels. In a borderline insufferable way, too. We’ve seen how clingy he was with Baji. He is gonna make himself your personal guard dog, whether you want it or not. He’s gonna go out of his way to bring you tokens of his adoration like a courting magpie. I’m so serious, this is the boy who will bring you a really fucking shiny rock he saw that made him think of you. If you try to talk to him normally, though, you’d better be prepared for him to get all flustered and formal about it. But once you get him out of his own head about it, he’s loyal and dedicated and affectionate. 

Kazutora falls in love like he isn’t sure what love really is. Sweet boy has been through so much, especially growing up in a family situation like his. He doesn’t know what love looks like, and he worries that if he were to be in love, he wouldn’t do it right. He’s one you’ll really have to take initiative with imo. But if you show him your love, he’ll slowly but surely follow suit. Show him that love can be gentle and playful and fun. Show him that it can be tender or sweet or passionate. Show him the love he’s never gotten, and he’ll learn to show you his love in return. 

Hakkai falls hard and fast, but you wouldn’t know it. He knows he likes you the moment he sees you, but if you so much as make eye contact with him, he freezes and is immediately beet red. It will take at least three people shoving him directly at you and coaching him through what to say to actually ask you out. 

Taiju falls in love stubbornly. When love isn’t what he thought it would feel like, when it ends up making him feel all mushy in his core, he rebukes it. He denies it. He tries anything in his power to keep this weakness from entering his body. He’s never known what it is to be soft and doesn’t understand why you make him feel this way. He might be cute and a little tsuntsun about it, but you’ve already cracked his shell and he can’t deny it forever.

Koko falls hesitantly. He’s nervous when it comes to vulnerability, but devoted nonetheless. Think toned down and bottled up version of Chifuyu. On the surface, he seems like he has mad game, but we all know he’s a weenie at his core, and he knows it too. He’ll seem calm and collected around you, he may even be a little flirty, but just know he’s dying inside. I suggest putting him out of his misery and confessing first, but c’mon, we all know it’d be so much cuter if he accidentally blurted it out and then was all surprised when you tell him you feel the same way. But he’s most definitely gonna keep it bottled up until he bursts.

Inupi falls in love quietly, similarly to Baji. He trusts quickly, and when he knows, he knows. He’s not going out of his way to make some big, dramatic confession, though. But he will absolutely be glued to your side. Just existing near you. He won’t be the chattiest person, but you’ll find that he’ll always have something meaningful to say. You’ll probably get more out of him if you can get him alone, honestly. Let him take you for a ride on his bike to someplace you can just enjoy each other’s company and he’ll bare his soul to you. 

[ameenvie]

I Think He Knows - Jamie Tartt x fem!Reader

masterlist | ao3 | ko-fi | fic recs

"his hands around a cold glass makes me wanna know that body like it's mine"

Word count: 4.6k Warnings: nsfw, smut, minors DNI! kind of angry sex, unprotected sex (wouldn't recommend irl), oral(male receiving), fingering, p in v sex, praise kink, dirty talk, slightly dom!Jamie(?), hickeys, possessiveness Tags: smut Prompt/Summary: You go out to get your mind off work and Jamie - but to your surprise he shows up at the same bar as you. Things happen. Put me in horny jail. A/N: This is the first smut I've written in a hot minute, and my first ever Jamie fic, so I just hope it doesn't suck! 😭❤ I still have to get the hang of how to write him. Maybe the intro/non-smut part is a bit too long, but idk I kept rewriting this so much. :') I hope you enjoy nevertheless! ❤❤❤

It felt like thousands of hammers were beating down onto your head. You were staring at your computer screen, trying to grasp what you were looking at, but the stress, the flickering office lights, and the constant noises of talking made it impossible.

“I need a break” you exclaimed as you promptly stood up from your desk. The conversation next to you came to a halt as Keeley gave you a worried look.

“Are you alright, babe?”

“Sure, I just need a little fresh air” you answered with a sweet smile. Even though Keeley was your boss, she was also one of your best friends, and you were thankful to the universe that you met her.

You were the social media manager at KJPR responsible for the AFC Richmond brand. And as fun and exciting as it was, there were moments when you just wanted to run away and never look back. Such as today.

The team had a new brand partnership deal, and few of the players had to post to their socials about certain products. It was really nothing extraordinary, but it was a big brand so it was crucial that everything was on schedule. Now you were in the reporting phase, and you haven’t received the necessary info from one of the players yet. As you stood outside the office building, leaning against the wall, you picked your phone out of your pocket and dialed him. It rang once, twice… and he hang up on you. You rolled your eyes and cursed under your breath as you headed back to your desk.

“Need any help?” Keeley asked with the sweetest, most concerned voice you’ve ever heard, but you just shook your head.

“Nothing I can’t handle! I’m headed to the dog track if that’s alright. I need to take care of something.”

“Give ‘em hell!” she replied and left you alone.

You jumped into your car and drove over to Nelson Road, where you knew the boys had their training at the moment. The man at the front desk recognized you and let you in, and you headed to Rebecca’s office first to say hello, then went to the stands and took a seat to wait until the team was finished with practice. When Ted noticed you, he gave you that huge moustachy smile of his and waved at you. You mirrored the gesture before your gaze wandered back to the players.

You sat close enough to the pitch to make out his facial expression when he saw you. First, he seemed annoyed, then he gave you the most dramatic eyeroll you’ve ever seen before he ran away laughing.

You weren’t sure what he expected your reaction to be, but you knew you just looked annoyed.

“Whistle! WHISTLE!” You heard coach Kent scream at the players, and you chuckled. The team gathered around the coaches then made a beeline towards the changing room. You knew this was your cue to follow them as well.

You leaned against the wall as you waited for Jamie, hugging your bag. Of course because he was aware that you were waiting for him, he’d be dead last to leave. You weren’t sure if it was against your person or just the fact that he hated to cooperate. Maybe both. A few of the players started to leave and they waved and smiled at you as hey passed.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally stepped out of the locker room – as you predicted – dead last. He stopped in the doorway with his hands in his pocket.

“I tried to call you.”

“I know” was all he said, and you raised your eyebrows at him. He was so cocky, you kind of wanted to punch him in the face, but that wouldn’t look too good on your resume.

“Alright, I guess you were busy then.”

“Nah, not really” he answered, and you saw a shit-eating grin spread on his face. God, Jamie.

“Look, I hope you don’t think I enjoy this, but I need the results of the campaign, okay? And you can only blame yourself, because you are the one who insisted that nobody can manage your account other than you. It would make all our lives much easier if I could just check the data myself.” You knew you were rambling and maybe talking a little too fast, showing how annoyed you were. You didn’t like giving people the satisfaction of knowing they got under your skin, but Jamie was world class at that.

“A’ight” he mumbled and started searching for his phone, then handed it to you. “If you want to check it so bad, go on, be my guest.”

You swore your eyes shot daggers at him. You grabbed his phone and took a seat on the bench next to you. He followed suit without a word, hands in his pockets.

You unlocked his phone and opened Instagram, but as you were navigating through it you saw a notification pop up from a girl with a text saying: “try me ���”. Just a tiny glance at her profile picture was enough for you to conclude that she was gorgeous, and you felt your stomach do a flip. Were you… jealous? Of one of Jamie’s flings? C’mon.

You shook your head as if you could shake the thought out of it as you proceeded to check the necessary info. You didn’t realize, but while you were doing this, Jamie’s eyes searched your face like it held the answer to the universe’s biggest question.

You sent yourself a mail from his phone and shoved it back at him. He looked at you with a look you’ve never saw on his face before, and you could swear for a second that it was guilt sitting in his eyes.

“Thanks for nothing” you said as you grabbed your bag and left.

“Nice seeing you too!” he shouted as you slammed the door behind you. Your blood was boiling in your veins as you were walking back to your office. You dropped yourself onto your chair and buried your face in your palms. What a fucking day. He always finds a way to mess with your head. The sounds of Keeley knocking on your door snapped you out of it.

“Come in” you sighed as you looked at her with a defeated expression.

“Jamie again?” she asked sympathetically as she sat down in front of you.

“Always” you scoffed and started fiddling with a pen on your desk. He’s taking the piss out of me, always trying to get under my skin!” Keeley didn’t say anything, she just gave you a knowing look. “Stop looking at me like that, I know what you want to say!”

“I’m not saying anything” she replied and locked her mouth with an imaginary key and threw it away.

“That’s what I thought” you chuckled and took a deep breath. “I’ll be done with this by the end of the day, and then we can open your not-so-secret stash of champagne in your office, what do you say?”

“Sounds perfect, love!” As she left your office you delved into your work and tried not to think of Jamie. It was so silly – you thought. You felt like you were in school, arguing with yourself about your feelings, and having a crush on the guy who pulled on your ponytail. There was no way you were jealous right? Jamie was insufferable in general – cocky, arrogant, full of himself. Hard to work with. Attention seeking. But he had his moments where he was also funny. Caring. Honest. Compassionate. He was an amazing footballer.

You groaned out loud. You were wrapping up your day as you decided you’re going to put an end to this madness. You went home, picked out a nice dress – nothing too fancy, but it still made you feel like a million bucks. You called yourself an uber and asked them to bring you to one of your favourite bars. You were excited to finally grab a few drinks and let your hair down for a night, and maybe even go home with someone handsome to take your mind off your annoying feelings that started to bubble to the surface.

You took a seat at the bar and ordered your favourite drink. The bartender winked at you, and you chuckled. You propped yourself up on your elbow and started to look around. People were mingling, talking, laughing. Some couples were hiding in the more secluded corners of the room, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

You got your order but before you could thank the bartender for it, you heard a voice all too familiar.

“That’s on me. And another one, will ya’?” You turned around to face him as he was smiling down at you. Your heart skipped a beat as your eyes locked with his – you could never exactly pinpoint what colour they were, sometimes they seemed blue, sometimes grey, even green. You felt like you could stare at them forever. This wasn’t happening. You weren’t even sure if you ever saw him out and about like this. Instead of his usual tracksuit or puffy west he was wearing a white button-down shirt, with a few of its buttons unbuttoned, its sleeves rolled up, showing his tattoos. His hair was let loose, and a few strands fell into his eyes. You felt your heart drop into your stomach, and you were so shocked you couldn’t think of a single word to say, like your brain just short-circuited.

“Wow, Jamie, so nice to see you here, what a lovely coincidence! Come, join me for a drink!” he said, grounding you back to earth.

“Very funny. What are you doing here?” The words came out a little more accusatory than you meant, but you couldn’t help yourself. You came here to take your mind off him, and here he was, hotter than ever, standing so close to you that the scent of his cologne made you feel lightheaded. You wished the earth would just open up and swallow you whole.

“Just blowing off some steam. Celebrating my free weekend, I guess.” He shrugged.

“Alone?” Your question seemed to catch him off guard, as he raised his eyebrows. Your answer was just another shrug. “I see, I see, you don’t have to explain yourself to me, I know how this goes.” You waved with your hands in front of you, like you could shoo the image of him with other women out of your brain. You felt like you were going insane. In the meantime, he got his own drink, and he nursed it on the bar top with his left hand, the other in his pocket as he faced you. He looked even more gorgeous than usual, the way the shirt hugged his muscles ignited a flame in your body you never wanted to acknowledge.

“You know you’re being very judgmental now despite the fact, that you are alone as well.”

“I mean, it’s not my DMs that are full of gorgeous woman inviting me to tango” you scoffed, but immediately after you said the words out loud you scolded yourself internally for sounding so pathetic. Fucking hell.

“Are you jealous, love?” He grinned as he took a sip out of his drink. You rolled your eyes and stood up from your seat, but not before you managed to take a peek of how his lips touched the glass as he drank, and how perfect his jawline looked as he tilted his head slightly. FUCK.

“Maybe in your dreams, Tartt.”

“The lady doth protest too much” he laughed. You were quite shocked that Jamie Tartt out of all people would quote Shakespeare to you, but you were too angry to acknowledge that. You shook your head and turned your back on him, trying to get away, anywhere. You walked to the back of the big room and found yourself in a smaller conversation room – it was empty.

You took a deep breath, and you turned on your heels to head for another, more populated spot, but as you opened the door he stood there, one hand leaning against the doorframe, his drink in the other. He seemed like he was thinking.

“Jamie, I swear to God-” You couldn’t finish your sentence because he pushed himself into the room with you. You felt your heartbeat in your throat and heard it drumming loudly in your ears. He was so close. You closed the door behind him, and you only realized what that suggested after you saw his cocky smile. You didn’t immediately leave the room. You stayed there with him. It was painful to admit – even just to yourself -, but you wanted to be there with him.

He stepped closer, practically caging you between the door and his body. You felt your heart racing and your head spin as you looked up at his gorgeous face. Neither of you said anything, you were just searching his face, eyes darting between his gaze and his lips as you weren’t sure what to do. You didn’t realize he was looking at your lips as well, his breath fanning your face. He slowly leaned in; his lips were barely hovering above yours. Your heartbeat went into full overdrive, and you let his lips linger there for a second before you closed the gap and kissed him.

It all seemed to happen so fast you weren’t even sure it was real. You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried one of your hands in his hair as he was locking the door behind you. In any other circumstances he would be fuming about you ruining his hair, but not now. His hands were tracing your body as he pulled you into him – from your back to your sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake before they finally settled on your bottom as he pulled you even closer. Your nerves were on fire, and you felt waves of arousal wash over you.

When you broke away to get some air, he wasted no time and started to plant small kisses on your cheek, slowly moving to your throat before settling at the soft spot between your neck and clavicle. You moaned his name which made him smile against your skin. You couldn't help but smile too. Somewhere a tiny voice in the back of your mind scolded you for being so euphoric about this whole situation, but you didn’t care. All you cared about is Jamie’s lips on you and the way his hand sneaked under your dress and drew hot circles on your skin.

“My name never sounded so pretty before” he mused before he pushed the strap of your dress aside to kiss a mark onto your skin just above your breast. Your breath hitched as you tried to make him stop.

“Stop it, people will see” you whined, which just encouraged him even more. You felt the prickling sensation on your skin, you were sure he’s going to leave a mark. When he finished, he adored his masterpiece before planting a soft kiss on the red spot he left behind.

“Maybe I want that, love” he whispered against your ear as he caressed your thighs. “I want everyone to see that you’re my girl.”

The sudden possessiveness caught you off guard and you let out a small whimper. Your common sense was thrown out of the window a while ago and at that moment that was all you wanted as well – everyone to see that you were his girl. He stopped for a second to look into your eyes. He placed his hands on your cheeks and pulled you in for another kiss. You saw stars as he kissed you with the passion of a starved man, his tongue gently caressing your lips before he went all in.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, and in a second, he lifted you by your thighs. You wrapped your legs around his hips which caused one of your shoes to fall off as he started to back towards the sofa. While doing so, he bumped into the small table, knocking his drink over. You both chuckled before he finally sat down, with you straddling him.

Your dress was ridden all the way up your thighs, making your black lace panties visible, and it didn’t go unnoticed by Jamie. His gaze seemed hungry, like he was ready to devour you any second, and you felt the heat creeping up to your ears.

“I see someone was planning on getting laid tonight” he said teasingly.

“Oh, fuck off, Jamie!”

“C’mon love I’m just messing with ya” he smiled at you before he put his hand on the back of your head and pulled you in for another kiss. He was smiling into it, the bastard. In this position you couldn’t help but feel his bulge press against you, which made your blood boil in your veins. You wanted him so bad. You let out a shaky breath as you unconsciously started to grind yourself against his clothed length. Jamie moaned under you, and he furrowed his brows like he was trying to focus on the sensation, nothing else.

You slowly unbuttoned his shirt, leaving kisses on his chest as you progressed, and when you finished you slightly pushed it off his shoulders. You were mad for him, and even though you didn’t want to admit, you wanted nothing more than him fucking you right then and there. Little did you know that Jamie was feeling the same.

He looked at you with those gorgeous puppy eyes and you couldn’t help yourself anymore. You planted open mouthed kisses on his sharp jawline, neck, down his chest. You felt bold all of a sudden, and started to suck a mark onto his neck, which he rewarded with a groan. You took a second to examine the red mark you left on his skin before you licked it softly to ease the pain left in its wake. Jamie was a moaning mess under you, bucking his hips into you involuntarily, his hands gripping your thighs for dear life. You felt bold, wanted, sexy. Like a million bucks.

“Jamie, I want you to fuck me” you whispered into his ear, and you thought his soul left his body in that second.

“Fucking hell, angel” he answered and instantly one of his hands was in your hair, pulling you into another kiss, his other hand pushing your dress higher on your body, until your whole ass was exposed. “Such a greedy lil’ thing, aren’t ya?”

He looked at your dampened underwear as he hovered his finger over it, then swiped one big stroke from your entrance to your clit through the damp fabric. You shut your eyes and threw your head back from the sensation. Finally feeling his touch on you was like heaven. The flames of need were eating away at your body, and you weren’t sure how long you can stand the teasing.

“Please, Jamie”

“You’re fucking cute when you beg” he said, a cocky grin on his face, but before you could say anything, he hooked one of his fingers into your panties, and pulled them aside, exposing you completely. You felt flustered, your confidence wavered. He didn’t leave you time to overthink, because he pushed one of his fingers into you without any difficulty. You let out a moan which he mirrored before he spoke. “Shit, all this for me? I don’t deserve you.”

“You’re damn right you don’t” you chuckled as he started to pump his finger into you, before quickly adding another one. He smiled at you as you rested your forehead against his, slowly riding on his fingers. With his free hand he managed to pull down the strap of your dress enough to free your breast and he started to kiss and nib on your sensitive skin, leaving another hickey just above your nipple.

You hissed at the sensation and bucked your hip a bit harder, making him press into you deeper. Jamie’s fingers felt like they were made for you, and he damn well knew how to use them. As you started to ride him a bit harder, he started to curl his fingers inside you to press against your sweet spot and started circling his thumb against your clit with just the right amount of pressure, it made you see stars. You were a moaning, whimpering mess as his fingers fucked you senseless, pushing deeper and deeper with every movement.

“I know, love” he whispered between kisses. You bit down on his lower lip before you tongues started to dance around each other, and he moved his free hand to cradle your breast and caress your hardened nipple. It was all too much – his lips on yours, his hand on your tit and his fingers fucking you like there was no tomorrow.

You felt tension build in your body, your nerves wind up, ready to be released any second. You started riding his fingers harder and faster, chasing that high you felt was so close.

“C’mon angel, come for me, that’s it. That’s my good girl” he whispered against your lips, and just after a few more pumps of his fingers you came crashing hard with Jamie’s name falling from your lips like a prayer, your veins filled with fire as your vision turned white.

He wrapped you in his arms and started to draw circles on your bare back as you came down from your high while he placed small kisses into the crook of your neck and on your temple. After a minute of collecting yourself, you sat up and kissed him again as you started to undo his belt. You definitely weren’t unaware of the huge bulge in his pants, and you wanted to ease his suffering.

He just watched you do it, with one of his arms spread across the back of the sofa. He looked mesmerized by how beautiful you were. After you finished with his belt you undid the buttons of his slacks and pulled them down with his underwear. He just watched you and you could swear he was holding his breath.

You bit your lip as you took the view in, before you started slowly stroking his hard member. He threw his head back and he moved his hand to caress your cheek. You continued to slowly jerk him off, but you couldn’t help yourself. You licked the tip of his dick, and you made it a show. It was slow, sensual, and you looked at him for the whole time. When he caught your eyes he let out a shaky breath and involuntarily bucked his hips towards your face.

You swiped your tongue against his shaft before you took him fully into your mouth and started bobbing your head. His hand moved to tangle in your hair as he guided your rhythm slowly. He moaned under your touch, loving the way your lips felt around him. You started to pick up your pace a little and he rolled his hips against your face. His hand started to push you deeper onto his cock, and the feeling of his length in your throat made your eyes swell up, and you moaned around him.

“C’mon love” he said and guided you away from him, back onto his lap. You straddled him again, his now bare dick pressed against your wet pussy, and you saw stars from the sensation. “Maybe next time we’ll finish that, yeah? But now I want all of you” he said as he aligned himself to your entrance.

Next time was all you heard in your head. You leaned down to kiss him before you slowly lowered yourself onto him. You relished in the sensation of his cock filling and stretching you inch by inch, it was delicious. Jamie’s lips parted slightly as he threw his head back, enjoying the moment just as much as you did. As he bottomed out, you kept still for a second, barely moving before starting to roll your hips, slowly lifting yourself before coming down again.

“Jamie” you whined, and you held onto his shoulders for dear life as you rode him. His fingers dug into your skin at your hips where he held you. You moved so perfectly in sync it was like you were made for each other, the way he rolled his hips into you made you see stars.

“So good for me, love. Taking me so well, my good girl” he whispered against your lips after he sat up, wrapped you into a tight hug and kissed you. He swiped his tongue against your swollen lips, and you bit down on his. You dug your fingers into his hair as you started moving faster and faster, getting overwhelmed by the sensation.

Jamie moved his hand from your hair to your cheek, swiping your lips with his thumb before pushing it into your mouth. You licked it slowly before he pulled it away and moved it to your swollen clit. You gasped at the perfect feeling of his finger being on you again, before he started to circle his thumb around the sensitive bud. You felt your walls tighten around him, which ripped a moan from his lungs. He never stopped his movements, he fucked into you like he never wanted anything else.

“Taking me so well, babe. So tight for me” he whispered against your burning skin. His words poisoned your mind, and they ran through your veins, igniting everything inside you. You buried your head into his shoulder as you felt your climax approaching. He was filling you up so perfectly, his dick hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. He was gripping your thigh so hard you wondered if it’s going to leave a mark. You kind of hoped it would. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten, and his name fell from your lips like a prayer.

“Jamie, I-“ you gasped and you dug your nails into his shoulders.

“That’s it, angel. Come for me” he moaned against your ear and you knew he held himself back. You rolled your hips against him once, twice, all your nerves wind up before they inevitably snapped, and another orgasm washed over you. You moaned into Jamie’s mouth – your vision went white, your muscles clenched around him as you came, which gave him what he needed to reach his own high as well, hugging you tightly onto him. The silence in the room felt deafening all of a sudden. You nuzzled your face into the crook of Jamie’s neck, and he started to slowly caress your hair as he hugged you close.

After your nerves calmed down a bit you started to collect yourself and he helped you to clean up the mess. He took your hand and kissed you, before looking into your eyes.

“So… do you want to get out of here?” His grin was the widest you’ve ever seen and you laughed.

“Yeah, sure” you chuckled as he wrapped his arm around you.

***

The next morning you woke up to your phone ringing. It was Keeley.

“Yeah?” you asked in a sleepy voice, looking over at Jamie who was laying next to you, his arm wrapped around your waist. You were in his bed. He was already awake, looking at you with a sheepish smile.

“So, I know you don’t want to talk about this” Keeley started, her energy through the roof, she spoke so fast you barely had time to acknowledge her words, “but I think you should talk to Jamie. You should tell him you’re into him!” A very telling laugh found its way past your lips before you spoke and you heard an audible gasp on the other side of the line.

“I think he knows” you said to Keeley while looking at Jamie, who was now chuckling next to you as he kissed your free hand.

[imdead770]

curtis sister!reader hcs?

(idk dude, with the gang or just with the curtis')

The Outsiders x Curtis Sister!Reader

Authors Note - I don't know exactly what you meant, so I'm just winging it. Enjoy! Ps: I did the whole gang, so some of these are platonic (because their you're siblings, duh) P.P.S: You're Sodas twin, it's just easier and you're in a better age range. Yeah.

Darry Curtis -

Since Darry is more laid back on Soda, I think he'd be laid back with you, too. Only difference is he's way more protective of you. Only thing is he has no idea what to do with you since you're female. He tries, though. Like if some guy broke your he'd beat their ass. Anytime a new partner comes he gives them the dad-style lecture. Pretty much the ideal big brother.

Sodapop Curtis -

Well you are twins, so it's only logical you're close. If I'm being honest people have probably thought you two were dating. Like you're both hot as hell. So everything someone asks you both are like 'Ew, we're literally siblings.' You two are basically joined at the hip. Not like matching outfits close, you two have different lives, but you and Soda tell each other everything. Since you both have middle child problems, it makes sense. Basically you 2 are besties.

Ponyboy Curtis -

Literally talks to you about everything. Girls? He comes to you. School? He comes to you. You're like the one big sibling he can open up to. Somethings he tells Soda, others he tells you. He finds comfort in you since you kind of remind him of mom. No one else sees it, but he does. You two argue, he's your little brother, it's only logical. Mostly about really stupid shit like he ate the last piece of chocolate cake pr something. But despite that you two are really close. Yahoo.

Dallas Winston-

Since he comes to the Curtis house a lot, he sees you a lot. And since your Sodapop's twin, you're hot as hell. You can see where this is going. The gang caught on whenever Dal would start inviting you to hang out with them. Or if you'd leave and he coincidentally had to go meet Buck at the same time. Anyways you're dating, he treats you as nice as Dallas Winston can. Darry hates it. Of all the nice boys you could've dated you picked the one most likely to break your heart. He's caught Dal sneaking in at least 5 times. Anyways Dal treats you pretty well, so eventually Darry treats him like he used to. It takes a while, though. A lot of glares.

Johnny Cade -

He met you whenever you wandered into the kitchen for something. The whole gang waved like you were a normal occurrence, so Johnny went with the crowd and waved back. He almost fell off the arm of the couch when you smiled and waved back at him. Honestly, your siblings were all for this. Johnny's the sweetest thing alive, he's your best option. Heck, Soda probably set you two up. Once you two started dating Darry didn't really care. It's Johnny, he had no reason to threaten him with a loaded shotgun. Johnny still gets nervous around Darry, though. Plus one time Pony walked in on you two kissing and it was awkward for them for like 4 weeks. Other then that it's like you aren't even a Curtis sibling.

Two-Bit Mathews -

He met you whenever you came out to hang out with the gang since you got bored of studying. He cracked some jokes like he usually does, but once he realized you thought he was funny, he made a scary amount of jokes, even for him. The gang noticed it, Darry was already like 'fuck no'. He's practically an alcoholic, you're too good for him. Somehow he pulled you, and Darry isn't as protective, but he still glares. Like if Two-Bit invites you to a party, somehow Darry pops out of thin air and glares. It's scary. But eventually it just becomes normally and everyone's okay with it. Anytime Two makes a dirty joke Darry silently threatens him with his life, though.

Steve Randle -

You came over to DX one time to ask Soda what he wanted for dinner. Instead you were met with Steve, who had no idea you were Soda's twin sister, and started hitting on you. Eventually Soda, you two talk, Steve connects the dots. He doesn't care though, he keeps flirting with you everything he sees you. Eventually you two start dating. Soda thinks it's weird, like his best friend is literally dating his female self. Steve didn't see it, though. Darry isn't too strict, I mean sure Steve's a dumbass but he doubts he'd hurt you. So no one really cares except Soda. He'll never see you or Steve the same.

[lbukisgf]

budo masuta, umeji kizuguchi geiju tsuka: how they love you <3

(alt title: love languages!!)

— gn!reader, implied relationship, tooth-rotting fluff, very mild angst w/comfort. not proofread. (maybe some slight favoritism in length 😭)

budo masuta: acts of service and quality time (with a sprinkle of physical touch)

listen; this man is probably whipped for you.

he’d do just about anything for you

you want bento to take to school? he’s on it! (PLEASE DONT LET HIM COOK)

you need help with carrying something or as simple as schoolwork? it’s already done.

he loves being in your presence just as much as doing things for you.

your presence is the most surreal, comforting and loving thing for him; so much so that it’s distracting at times.

it usually results in some small hugs and kisses (even a make out session)

he’s the kind of lover that’d bend over backwards just to move heaven and hell, the stars and the moon; all if you asked him to.

umeji kizuguchi: physical touch and words of affirmation.

after all the bullying he’s endured, the slightest of touches and the smallest of compliments make him fall apart.

holding his hand while you’re walking home together? he’s blushing.

you call him pretty and the sweetest boy ever? he is absolutely blushing.

he loves when you hug him while thanking him for literally anything (bonus points if you kiss him!!)

he’ll give you a hug, kiss, or the sweetest blanket of words he can think of if you ask, he mostly does it randomly; leaving you speechless at times .

he’s the type of lover to reciprocate the love you give to him, but give it back tenfold.

he just wants to keep you happy, and he loves you enough to all of his sacrifice his time for you.

even if he ‘complains’ about it.

geiju tsuka: quality time & words of affirmation

another one for the “this man is whipped for you pile” just less obvious

he’s so in love with you, it tends to seep into his art.

(headcanon that maybe geiju secretly has a bunch of small sketches of you and has been wanting to give them as a gift but thinks itd be too awkward so he just has a whole box of them)

he loves having you close to him while he paints, thinks it’s the most relaxing and comforting thing ever

he absolutely adores when you tell him how great of an artist he is- it has a heavy affect on him. (the kind only you have)

he’s a man of few words, but it doesn’t stop him from saying the sweetest of things to you.

(it can range from the most adorable things to him being a smug fucker)

sometimes if you’re lucky, he’ll be in his art studio, painting a picture of you; giving you the perfect opportunity to tease him with your sweet words.

— the end.

note: massive shoutout to the yansim discord server for giving me this idea + characters to write for this!!

lbukisgf Ⓒ 2023

[theawkwardsiren]

Veneer x F!Reader (fluffy HCs)

summary - just a bunch of HCs on what it would be like to date Veneer

warnings - none

∆ The minute you show this boy any sign of kindness or affection, he is in love. Like as soon as they hired you as their assistant, and you were soft and sweet when handling him, he almost cries and swears you're an angel sent from heaven

∆ once he's in love he becomes the sweetest person in the world, but only in private when Velvet can't see that he's going soft. He can be vulnerable with you but he doesn't want to look weak to her

∆ he starts giving you gifts anonymously at first, always acting innocent when you ask (because you know it's him, he makes it very obvious) and denying buying them

∆ when you finally tell him you know he's been giving you gifts, he loses it and confesses everything, shaking and nervous the entire time. he starts panicking, thinking you don't feel the same way and that you'll just see him as weird

∆ you assure him you don't think he's weird and that you like him back, and the two of you share the sweetest kiss

∆ when i say he was deprived of love and affection his whole life, it's to the point where he cries every time you hug him or kiss him or even give him a little gift. he is SO thankful and emotional and he always lets you know just how much he appreciates you

∆ you noticed one day how Velvet shuts down his idea of practicing and ignores his attempt to get her to make up dances with him again, and so when she leaves you tell him the both of you can make up dances together

∆ he is so SO happy when you say this and suddenly he's showing you every single dance he can think up, desperate for your approval and with a huge smile on his face

∆ even if the dances suck, you're happy to just be spending that time with him and it means the world to him

∆ you're both just laughing and having fun, creating silly dances that would never be stage-friendly, and he's never been happier than when he gets to spin you around before sweeping you into one of the most romantic kisses of your life

∆ he spoils you SO. MUCH. it's unbelievable. you get all sorts of gifts from him, ranging from jewellery to clothes to - and i kid you not - sports cars. he will literally give you anything you want or need, without hesitation. sometimes even gets you things you haven't asked for, but he thinks you'll like

∆ i've seen other people say this and i agree, Veneer is soft and weak-willed when it comes to defending himself, especially against Velvet. but if Velvet or someone else disrespects you in any way...well, hell hath no fury like Veneer when you've been mistreated

∆ he is sassy and sarcastic, so sometimes you have silly little arguments that turn into fights because you get angry at his sass and sarcasm

∆ but he never lets you stay mad for long, because he is sweeping you up into his spaghetti arms and kissing all over your face until you forgive him

∆ if you start crying he starts crying too, and he will hug and cling to you like a koala and tell you how sorry he is over and over until you are the one comforting him

∆ he has great fashion taste, so you better believe he is dressing you up for events and styling your hair - or at least telling you how to style it. he is also buying you the most stylish and lavish clothes and shoes

∆ he is the type to want to match and wear couple-y outfits. so he buys you matching clothes and looks up boyfriend-girlfriend fits and you're always happy to go along with it

∆ he spends all of his free time with you. this boy is so clingy, there is not a moment you will be alone. unless you have to shower or use the restroom. otherwise, Veneer is hanging onto you in some way or the other

∆ he loves to cuddle. as mentioned above, he's clingy so he really loves any form of hand-holding, waist-holding or cuddling that the two of you do. he has to be holding you in any way, and when you're laying in bed or watching a movie on the couch he's got his arms wrapped securely around you - may even wrap his legs around you if you're watching horror movies

∆ KISSES!!! this boy loves to kiss you, he will kiss you anywhere, any time, and any place, even if it's in public. he doesn't shy away from PDA, he loves to show you off and show the world that you're his because he feels so lucky to have you as his girlfriend

∆ he is super protective and even more possessive. he feels like he won in life just getting you to date him, he's taking no chances with losing you or letting you go. he's not over the top about it, but it's very obvious when he's being protective/possessive

∆ like when Kid Ritz was speaking to you at an event, Veneer came and looped an arm around your waist and kissed you deeply

∆ yeah he is not subtle about it

∆ the first time he tells you he loves you is during another silly argument

∆ he got upset that you forgot to tell him you were going to see a friend who's sick and you're trying to convince him you're not cheating or leaving him

∆ he starts crying mid-argument when you yell at him, because he didn't think you - the kindest and sweetest person in his life - would ever yell at him

∆ you feel horrible and have to cuddle him for an hour, during which he tearfully admits that he just loves you so much that he can't bear the thought of losing you

∆ you tell him you love him back and he's over the moon, instantly fixed and happy again. you tell him you'll never leave him and he'll never lose you? he's engulfing you in one of the tightest hugs ever

∆ you are his world and he is yours

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE YAMAGUCHI TADASHI HEADCANONS

Bruh.... this dude is a literal cinnamon roll and as a yandere he would be the MOST SWEETEST obsessive one. Not to mention slightly off his rocker as well since he believes that you really love him just as much as he loves you 

You'd probably meet him during one of your classes I guess. You'd see Tsukishima picking on a short orange haired kid and calling him a shrimp while you told Tsukushima told leave him TF alone and Yamaguchi was just behind him. Yamaguchi was actually kind of impressed that you had the guts and the courage to stand up to him and admired you for that but he was also nervous and scared that you'd be squished flat by the time Tsukishima was done with you. Tsukishima just glared at you and said, "And WHY should I listen to YOU, you little midget?" Yamaguchi was fuming inside since he had DARED to call you a midget when you CLREARLY deserved to be called a goddess and he had to control himself NOT to punch Tsukishima right in the face and knock out all his teeth. You and Tsukishima just bantered and insulted each other back and forth till the bell rang, signaling that it was time for classes. Luckily, you guys had a free period that day and Tsukishima finally muttered a 'Tch' and told Yamaguchi to come with him. Yamaguchi turned back to you, saw you for one more time and apologized for Tsukishima's behavior and went off, telling himself that it wouldn't be the last time he'd be seeing you 

He will do WHATEVER he can from that day onwards to save you from Tsukishima's wrath by just distracting him and sometimes, he'll be following you around like some lost puppy since you're a goddess and an angel to him who deserves to be worshipped 

Will he stalk you? HELL YEAH he will! He just wants to make sure you're safe wherever you go since there's danger ALWAYS lurking around the corners

He might even go as far as to breaking an entry into your room to watch you sleep soundly and peacefully while he goes through your stuff to collect for his shrine dedicated for you. He'll collect little things like pens, pencils, rings, bracelets, stuffed animals and things you most probably won't miss 

Also, what certified stalker wouldn't have a photo album of the person they're stalking? Yamaguchi has something like 3 albums of photos of you, sometimes doing your own stuff and doing crazy things like pulling funny faces in boring classes (Don't ask me how the HECK he managed to snap photos of you during class). Dude can probably write a 1000 page essay about you since he knows you better than you know yourself and YES, he HAS convinced himself that 

If anyone tries hurting you, Yamaguchi will NOT be gentle with them AT ALL even when it comes to Tsukishima. He's going to 'accidentally' injure the person who's getting in the way of both of you 

He will NOT share you with ANYONE, like AT ALL since he just wants you all for himself. Yes yes, he IS quite the selfish one 

Might even climb onto your bed at night to sleep with you only to return to his house at the break of dawn only to dream about how beautiful and goddess like you looked while you were sleeping 

He will most probably kidnap you instead of confessing his love to you since ONE: He is a VERY VERY shy boi and he's scared that he'll blow his chance of having a good impression on you and TWO: He's worried that someone else better than him is going to ask you out and you'll say yes. As much as Yamaguchi jokes around and always has a smile on his face, he is kinda insecure about himself and that's why he will kidnap you so only HE will be the one for you 

He will give you whatever you want and is kinda like a submissive yandere like Asahi

His heart just breaks into pieces when he sees you crying and miserable and so, he'll hug you and cuddle with you and not let go when you're having a tantrum. He will not punish you, like AT ALL. Boi won't even hurt a butterfly, what makes you think he's gonna snap your bones in half? True, he'll do that to other people, but CERTIANLY not to you, not even if his life depended on it and no, he won't raise his voice at you, like at all 

Nicknames include: Sweeite, sweetheart, honey, cutie, cutie pie, darling, love, angel, my goddess, baby, babe and the rest of the other cringiest nicknames in history

If you try escaping from him, be ready for LOTS and LOTS of tears from him. You might even need a mop and a bucket handy with you since he'll be sobbing and crying all over. Then, he will hold you and kiss you since he thinks the reason you're tried escaping was because he wasn't paying attention to you. Well, now you have him breathing down your neck constantly 24/7/365. And if he wasn't clingy like a koala before, he most certainly is now 

He will let you go out ONLY till the back porch of the house he's keeping you in since he doesn't want you getting hurt and YES, boi will baby proof each and everything in the house and not even a plastic butter knife will be seen. Oh, and the kitchen is off limits for you and you are NOT allowed to reach for things that are high for you and no standing on tables or chairs 

He will not let you see any violent movies or horror movies and unfortunately for you pals, that also includes shows like Riverdale and The Vampire Diaries so if you were planning on watching them, kiss 'em goodbye 

Literally loves you like, ALOT so give him some hugs from me :)

[artzzyb00-27]

{❤️Brotherly Advice❤️}

Mona Lisa/Y'Gythgba is here!

Y'Gythgba. His Mona Lisa. The most beautiful and strongest woman Raph's ever met. Well lizard lady, but his opinion still stands. Despite her scaled features, Y'Gythgba has been one of the sweetest souls he and his brothers have had the pleasure of working with.

Surprisingly enough, basing their initial opinions on an alien ship that landed in the water of the Hudson without people suspecting anything. When Donnie's UFO detectors went coocoo over a giant Star Trek looking navigating system, they all immediately panicked thinking it was another Krang attack. Turns out the Salamandrians were only there to retrieve an old artifact left by there ancestors on midgard while it was still in it's early stages of evolution.

Unaware of the fact that the turtles were friends and not foes a battle broke out. Specifically between the commander and his right hand. Their advanced spears and knives surprised the brothers but they were to hold their own. For about 8 minutes. Y'Gythgba came in and swept through the quartet and dazzled the second oldest. Her style of fighting resembled Tai Chi and Kung Fu mixed together.

Efficiently sweeping the red-clad turtle off his feet. Literally and poetically. After explanations rang out she pulled them up off the floor despite the height differences and apologized profusely.

"It's alright."

"Don't worry about, I respect a well trained fighter."

"No worries girl, I'll gladly get my ass kicked by a pretty girl."

"........" The brothers turned to look at Raph who was looking,... shy?

Gaining weird expressions Y'Gythgba thought Raph was angry at her still and went up to him.

"I really am sorry, I wouldn't have attacked on impulse if I knew you were on my people's side and would get upset about it." Shit. His heart sped up. By a lot. Panicking he quickly shot down her thought process.

"No, no no no! I'm not upset! I'm actually impressed you're really strong and kick ass!" Okay now Donnie thinks he's having a stroke. Cause how the hell did Raph get his ass handed to him by someone who's a whole smaller than him(he's 7,1) and not get embarrassed when she used her tail to lift him up like a 5 pound weight.

After reassuring that they weren't here to take over Earth, the turtles returned to their home and began questioning their brother.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"What?"

"The way you got all shell-shy with that lizard lady?" Leave it to Mikey to bombshell everything. This time though, Leo would let it slide, especially when his little brother seemed to gained a puppy crush after years. The only ones they've had were on celebrities. Men and women.

"What? She's awesome. I wanna take her to Tom's, sue me." Raph gained a nervous smile but was lost in thought. Leo smirked, he's got it bad.

"Wow, you've really got a crush on this Salamandra hottie?" Raph semi-glared at his little brother who through himself on his brother with an arm over his shoulders. Whilst Donnie smacked him on the back of the head for his brother. But continued on from the comment.

"I'll admit I'm surprised she's your type. She's smaller, stronger, and a more efficient fighter than any of us." Nodding in slight agreement, Leo thought about it a little. He didn't expect Raph to like a girl Y'Gythgba. He expected someone more cutesy and human. That is till-

"Exactly! What a woman." Yup. He's gone. Well, if it was going to continue, he wanted Raph to actually know what he was doing before hand.

"Well if you want any advice-"

"Please! You and bunny boy are going strong, no? You two can help-, no offence guys." The other two siblings shrugged and walked off to do something around the lair. Mikey probably went to go find Splinter and Donnie to work on an unfinished project. Rolling his eyes, leader in blue thought fondly  of his small boyfriend. They'd been going strong for about a year and a half. So Leo became the Sudo for his younger brothers on how functional relationships work.

"Alright hold up, lemme call him." Pulling out his phone, Leo smiled into the call and asked his lover to come over. Raph found himself smiling too. Thinking it must feel nice to have someone be your outer-soul. Raph didn't like "other-half". To him personally, he was already whole, he's just adding some sprinkles to the perfect milkshake.

Ten minutes later, Usagi sped into the lair and threw himself at Leo who caught him and spun him around. Clearing his throat Raph turned their attention to him.

"Cute, but can we get back to my problem please?" Rolling their eyes they all went into Leo's room and closed the door for privacy.

"So what do you want to know?"

"Well I know how you got together, I was there." The pair smiled at the memory. These sick fucks. "But I want to know if you had plans to confess differently."

Thinking for a bit Usagi shook his head and turned to Leo. Sighing he started talking pulling Usagi closer.

"I wanted to ask him in place important to us. So first things first, form a platonic bond first. And not just one that's on and off talking. One where she becomes one of your best friends. That'll be easy seeing as you don't have many other friends to begin with." If he could, he would flip of Leo.

Usagi got the message somehow and pinched Leos' side with a smug look.

"If I hadn't been caught rambling about how hard I fell for this guy then I probably would've shown him somewhere that's important to me and confessed their. Like my hidey hole. Only Leo and Uki know where it is." That's why Leo turned off his location sometimes. Gross.

Thinking it over, Raph decided the next time he had the chance he would ask if Y'Gythgba wanted a T-phone to communicate with all of them easier. With the side intention of speaking one-on-one. Even better because the could set up private meetings easier without scouring the Hudson for an invisible ship.

So that's what he did. At least what he tried to do. When he found the ship he Y'Gythgba sitting on the edge of the ship looking out to the city. Piulling off some ninja moves(totally not to impress her) he landed next to her and sat down.

"Hi."

"Hello." She smiled. Ralph could only gaze into her eyes slightly. They were cognac brown and she had weirdly shaped pupils, but for some reason he found it cute. Made her more interesting to him.

"How you liking Earth so far?"

"It's beautiful, although I wish we didn't have to hide from most of the population."

"I hear you. Me and my brothers have to stay hidden to protect them. Sucks that they don't even know it's us and not the people who are supposed to defend them."

Tilting her head in confusion and thought she spoke again.

"That doesn't seem fair. You risk your lives for a civilization that doesn't even appreciate you."

Ralph chuckled softly. It was nice for someone other than him to be frustrated by the fact that, yeah, they risked their necks for people that would scream at the mere touch of them.

"It's not that bad. At least we get to pull pranks on people sometimes."

"Pranks?"

Light bulb. He knew how he could bond with her and show her how to relax Earth style. May Loki have mercy on Donnie's lab experiments.

[leclerced]

DID U SAY KARAOKE???? I cant stop thinking about Oscar’s look at Lando in that karaoke vid. Imagine meet cute Oscar + wingman Lando at karaoke

Smutty addendums would also be welcome hihi

hi omg okay sorry this took like two days im a mess ive never actually been to karaoke or had a meet cute but i was thinking about himym

Oscar never thought he'd be happy that Lando dragged him out to karaoke, but then she walked up on stage and he couldn't drop the stupid grin from his face. He didn't know the song, but she captured his attention the moment she flipped off the crowd and cursed her friends in the mic for signing her up for it as the first few chords rang out. Despite the initial annoyance on her face, she starts bobbing her head and swaying her hips to the song, tapping the mic to the beat. He wonders if she's some kind of singer, because her voice is the sweetest he's ever heard, and he's been to karaoke in a dozen countries and he's never been enraptured like this. Hell, they have performers for post race celebrations, but the five minute solo she has before the audience rewards her with applause is the best five minutes of his life.

She takes the mic off the stand and dances across the stage during the instrumentals, his eyes locked on her hips when she spins around and shakes them at the crowd, her skirt fanning out around her before she turns back around as the chorus starts over. Lando says something at some point but he doesn't register the teasing remark his teammate makes, too caught up in watching the woman serenade her friends, pointing to their table somewhere behind Oscar's as she belts out the last line. The confidence of her performance seems to fade as soon as the song ends, and she awkwardly places the mic back on the stand and tucks her hair behind her ears as the room erupts in applause and hoots, she mumbles a thanks into the mic before scurrying off the stage.

Oscar can't help but try and follow her through the crowd, but he has trouble finding her sparkly top in the mess of people. He loses her in the crowd despite turning around in his seat to try and keep up with her. He turns back to his teammate, or where his teammate should be, but he's not there. He sinks back into his chair and sighs, resigning himself to being ditched by his friend on another night out. He's scrolling through Instagram reel comments and wondering if he should just leave now, when he hears his teammates sing song-y voice, "Have you met Oscar?" A moment later, the woman from the stage is pushed into the seat Lando was previously occupying, his teammate standing behind her as he grins down at Oscar. He gives him a wink as he raises his glass before promptly turning around and leaving them alone.

Oscar looks back to her, his cheeks pink as he raises his hand and says, "Hi, I'm Oscar. Sorry, he does that."

She grins sheepishly as she takes his hand and says her own name, "It's okay, I don't mind being introduced to pretty boys." His cheeks are burning as he shakes his hand under the table, trying to regain feeling in his fingers.

He doesn't know how to take the compliment, so he praises her back, "You were really good up there."

Her grin widens and she looks back to the stage momentarily before countering, "Thanks, I haven't seen you up there yet, otherwise I'd say the same."

He laughs a little, "Honestly, it's not really my thing, my friend brought me here. I'll need a few more drinks in me before I can get up there." She quirks an eyebrow at him, as if she's accepting that as a challenge.

One hour and three shots later, she has him leaning over her shoulder looking through the songbook as she tries to find a duet they both know. She settles on Don't Go Breaking My Heart. Oscar wishes she had picked anything else, wishes he hadn't exclaimed that he loved that song, because when he's up on stage drunkenly singing the words, he's truly hoping she won't break his heart at the end of the night when he asks if he can see her again.

[randomthingsicameupwith]

yandere kenny mccormick x reader

till death do us part (part 1) (part 2) (sorry if my english is bad :( )

DISCLAIMER: YANDERES AND STALKERS ARE BAD AND I DO NOT CONDONE THEM IRL!! 

As the bell rang, you strolled over to your locker. As you unlock it, a bunch of girls pass by, snickering at you. "Poor Kenny, having to deal with a girl like her." "She probably pays him to be with her!" The rest laughed, cackling loudly like an alarm that keeps going again and again. Kenny McCormick has been your best friend since you two were practically babies. You and he have been attached at the hip, and no one has been able to separate you since then.

Literally no one. You barely had any other friends than him; everyone you talked to went away, and attempts at talking to people other than Kenny were futile. And people who luckily didn't go away barely talk to you. As you two grew up and reached high school, everything went to hell. People you knew in South Park became mean, and rude, and targeted you for your loneliness and the fact you stuck to Kenny like a parasite. Honestly, you didn’t blame them for bullying you.

He was nice; he barely caused any trouble, and if he did, everyone would be on his side. Charming too, getting every girl he wanted, most likely having sex 24/7, and getting every guy to be friends with him. Strong, smart, and sweet. And you? Just some average lonely bullied teen. You were the opposite. Awkward and shy, with no idea how to talk to people without stuttering or tripping over your own words. There were times when you wished that Kenny could be more like you. Wished that he was the one getting bullied instead of you. But despite all of this, Kenny never left your side. He was there for every tear that fell from your eyes when someone called you names or made fun of your appearance. He stood up for you when no one else would, even if it meant taking a punch or two in the face. But of course, nobody would punch Kenny McCormick. You never knew why he would hang out with someone like you. No one hangs out with you. 

Except for one guy.

Your boyfriend, Mark Swanson, In your opinion, was far superior to Kenny. Even though everyone else would choose Kenny in a heartbeat, he was the sweetest boy ever and had the cutest smile you’d ever seen. And he never made you feel bad. So obviously, you hung out with Mark more often than you usually do with Kenny. Which made him pissed off, but you didn’t care. You wanted to be with someone other than him for once in your life. 

Mark came to you. Leaning against the other lockers. "Hello princess," Mark said in a suave voice; your face turned red like a tomato. Unlocking your locker, you saw a pink letter slip out. 'My sweetheart, y/n,' written in red pen

The handwriting looked oddly familiar, but you couldn't rack your brain on who it was. Turning to Mark, he had a confused expression on his face. "My sweetheart, y/n." he said mockingly. Clearly indicating it’s not him who wrote it. You picked it up quickly, looking behind you. I'm hoping this wasn’t some sort of prank orchestrated by those girls. Catching a glance at Kenny, who walked by. Weird, you thought. Kenny usually doesn’t come to this hall around this time. Closing your locker, you carefully open the letter. Mark moving closer to see better. Rolling his eyes. The paper was pink too and also written in red pen.

‘My lovely y/n,

I love you always

I’ve never known how to tell you this. Every time I try. I shriek in fear.’

“Real pussy he is.” Mark snorted. You laugh in response, nudging his side.

‘My heart beats for you and only you.

Your beauty, your laugh, your everything,

I get entranced, I’m always in awe of you.

Your smile is like a sunbeam on a cloudy day.

You take the darkest of clouds and push them away with joy and warmth.

As cheesy as this sounds. This is all true. I know what your thinking. This is some kind of prank, isn’t it? No, it’s not.

I'll do anything to be with you,

To hold you in my embrace. My love for you is all-consuming,

It consumes me, with every trace.

And I wish your boyfriend gets wiped off the human race.

Love, Your Admirer.

(PS. I could treat you way better.)’

“What a real dickwad he is,” Mark said, rolling his eyes. You giggled. “I bet he can’t treat me better than you can darling.” arms wrapped around Mark’s neck, you gave him a kiss on the cheeks. “Definitely,” he replied, hugging you. “Also, I can't hang out with you for lunch. Promised Kenny I would sit with him this time,”  you said in a sad tone. “Awh, it’s alright princess. Speaking of Kenny, this looks a lot like his handwriting, doesn’t it?” he said. You thought of it, it does look like his handwriting. But, Kenny could never. He had thousands of girls, why would he write this to you? “Yeah..” you muttered.  “Anyways, gotta go. Bye princess.” ripping out of your hug. As he walks away. You walked over to your next class.

As you walked to class, the words of the letter echoed in your mind. The writer's words were full of passion and a hint of desperation, which left you feeling uneasy. You couldn't help but wonder who this secret admirer could be and why they had such strong feelings for you.

Not to mention, as Mark pointed out, the handwriting did resemble Kenny's - a thought that made you confused. Your mind raced with different scenarios, trying to make sense of what was happening.

However, amidst all the confusion and anxiety, one thing was certain - the letter made you feel special in some way. It felt like someone saw through your soul and appreciated who you were on a deep level. Except for that last part of course! A part of you wished it wasn't just an anonymous confession but someone who would come forward and reveal their identity.

The whole time, the only thing you were focused on was that love letter. As time passed, the class finally ended. You couldn't stop thinking about the letter and who could have possibly written it. As the class ended, Kenny showed up in front of the class waiting for you with his sweet, white toothpaste ad smile. “Hey y/n!” As you and Kenny made your way to the cafeteria for lunch. Whatever he said went through your ear and out. You kept analysing every detail of the letter in your head. Could it really have been Kenny? You couldn't seem to shake off the feeling of confusion and discomfort that had taken over you. The words from the letter echoed in your mind, hitting you harder with every repetition. You tried to push it aside and focus on Kenny's presence beside you, but it wasn't working. It was as if a storm was brewing inside you, waiting for just the right moment to burst out.

As you walked towards an empty table at the corner of the cafeteria, thoughts of who could have written that letter continued flooding your mind like water overflowing from a dam. You didn’t even notice how silent you were.  "y/n? Did you hear me? You've been… awfully silent… " He asked earnestly. The thought crossed your mind - should I tell him? 

You tried weighing out the pros and cons. What's the harm in telling him?

(kenny’s pov)

You got it. I waited years to get the courage to write that love letter. You're rambling on and on about how you're worried if it’s a prank or not when I wrote that it wasn’t a prank. You keep going on about it and I’m just hoping you don’t notice my handwriting and imagining you sucking my dick. But sadly, your boyfriend probably noticed my handwriting. Stupid Mark and his fucking stupid everything. Jesus Christ, who knew it would be this hard.

“Any idea who it might be?” I asked, curiosity laced over my tone when really I already know who it is. “Mm, nope.” you said, not maintaining eye contact at all. I know when you're lying or not. I wanted to just tell you that it was me. But, I can’t risk telling you now, not with Mark in the picture. Fucking Mark has just always been in the way of us and I can’t goddamn stand it. I keep trying to scare him off and threaten him. But it never works. What does he even want from you? What does he have that I don't? It makes my skin crawl just thinking about it.

I ask you again, “Really? Come on y/n, I know your confidence isn’t high but it can’t be that fucking low.” you nod, I can see your boobs bounce slightly. You definitely wanted me to notice them, but I’m not complaining. “Can I hangout at your house today? Karen’s having a sleepover with her friends and Kevin’s also at a friend’s house and my parents are at some guy's house.” I asked, we haven’t been hanging out lately and it’s really been annoying me to the brim. 

y/n’s pov

With a sigh, you nod in agreement. You didn’t want to hang out with him. You just wanted to sit at home and sulk about that stupid love letter. Despite the awkwardness that had just arisen with the love letter topic. You notice how he smiles from ear to ear at your acceptance, his eyes sparkling with excitement. This is just sad, you thought. You're just going to act emo and mute while he’s beaming with joy just to hang out with you. “Yes! Woohoo!” Kenny says and you can feel almost all the girls glaring at you with intentions to murder you.

“But,” you say, Kenny had a quizzical expression on his face as he tilted his head in confusion. You couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret for agreeing . “I don’t know if my parents will give you permission to stay.” he looks at you dumbfounded, and scoffs, “come on, of course they will. They love me more than your siblings, you know?” internally, you're scolding yourself. You could've said no, but it’s too late to back out. Feeling dejected by his response, you said meekly, "Whatever you say." 

[trippygalaxy]

Recalled! Captain Romantic Headcanons

Captain is from the AU 'Recalled' and I highly suggest you read the comics!!! I'm HIGH KEY obsessed with him and another hero in the comic so expect a few more of theses headcanons hfajfhakj

Relationship: Captain x gn!reader Warnings: None

This man is SUCH a gentleman!!! He's one of, if not THE, sweetest men in Hyrule. You kinda expected a kind soul out of a hero but you could never really expect the sheer gentleness the Captain could give!

A FEW examples of this would be; If you trip or slip on your travels you will always see the Captain's arm reaching out to catch you-- if you don't catch yourself! He also is quick to lend you his scarf or other items if you seem to be even the SLIGHTEST bit colder than you normally are. The man offers you his meals if he notices you are still hungry even after having your own portion. HELL he's even the type of guy that would take your shopping bags/adventuring bags if he noticed you were far too tired!

Normally, Captain would do most (but not all) of that stuff even if he didn't have a romantic interest in you BUT OOO BOY is the man HOPELESSLY WHIPPED when it comes to you <3

You can now expect all sorts of small, but charming gifts from him! His gifts can be a range from beautiful jewelry that compliments your complexion to a 'T' or pretty wild flowers he plucked when out on a patrol.

Though, most of the time the Captain can be...a little shy when handing you these gifts so dont be tooo surprised when you find these little gifts laying on your bedroll or carefully stuffed into your pack!

OH AND YOU BETTER BET THAT THIS MAN IS CALLING ALLLLL SORTS OF SWEET ENDEARMENTS!!!!!

Beloved, My grace, Sweetsong, Darling AND SO MANY MOREEE!!!! He loves you so much and wants you to know that through every word he speaks to you

He's the type of guy who kisses each of your knuckles after a bad dream, planting the softest of touches along you hand and wrists to show you were real, show you were alive and show he was there with you

But this boy, is also very protective of you <3 He will never leave your side in a fight, only if he knew another was in desperate need of his aid. He keeps his eyes trained on you when in crowded areas, maybe even holding onto the back of your clothes as he trails behind you.

Captain loves you, very very deeply, and if his actions can not speak for themselves he isn't afraid of telling you just how he feels.

taglist: @l3ominor @baileyboo2016 @the-cucco-nuggie

[photogirl894]

Why I love the Bad Batch: A deeper analysis nobody asked for 😅😁

I think I’m starting to realize the deeper reasons as to why I love “The Bad Batch” so much...

I mean, there’s the obvious: it’s a good show, the characters are awesome and fun (and certain ones are hot as hell 🥵 Y’all know who I’m talking about), there are a lot of good morals and lessons in each episode, but upon reflection, I’m starting to realize why this show resonates with me so much...and it all comes back to this quote in the Clone Wars episode where we first the boys of Clone Force 99.

For those of you who don’t know, I work in special education. I’ve been a para or an aide who works with special needs kids and I’ve been doing that for over a decade in different capacities, but mostly in schools. I work every day with a range of kids who are seen as different. I work with higher-functioning kids that need academic help and have ADHD, dyslexia, high-functioning autism, etc., and I also work with more physically and mentally-disabled children, like kids with Downs Syndrome, etc. All of the kids I work with are different than most in one way or another. This quote from Clone Wars stuck with me since I first saw it and I loved it. I actually have it as part of my email signature at work, so anyone who sees an email from me reads that, too. I felt it was perfect for my line of work. Embracing those who are seen as different can really fill a void in your heart and soul and some of those people can be the sweetest, most loving individuals you’ll ever meet in your life. I had friends who were special needs growing up, I have autistic cousins and I’ve also been fortunate to work currently and in the past at schools where the special ed students are loved and accepted by their gen ed peers and I’ve had some students who have worked with them that have said they absolutely love it. This line of work is very fulfilling, which is why I firmly believe the second half of the quote above that says “for that makes you whole”. I have a lot of experience being around people that are different from “normal” people.

The Bad Batch are seen as different from “regular” Clones. 

I’m not saying that the Bad Batch are special needs individuals or anything, but they have certain things about them that differentiate them from everyone else, some physical and some mental, just like the students I’ve worked with. Society, however, looks at them and sees them as freaks or not as important as other Clones. Their whole situation just resonated with me from the very beginning. I’m someone who sees another person get treated badly because they’re different or special needs and I just get furious. I recently came across a TikTok where it was a social experiment with a rude customer in a restaurant being horrible to a young man with Downs Syndrome. At first, I couldn’t tell it wasn’t real and I was about ready to scream at some of the things the customer was saying. Even after I realized it was all staged and they were experimenting to see how other people would react, I was still just fuming because that sort of behavior is just unacceptable. I saw the Bad Batch being treated that way and I remember feeling something similar the first time. Even though they might look different and have different traits than everyone else, why should the Bad Batch be treated badly?

We see Rex embrace the Bad Batch for their differences and he came to realize that they were excellent at what they do and were good men, even praising them as “the finest soldiers he’d ever fought alongside”. We see Echo embrace them for their differences because he himself found that he was now different from the rest of the Clones after his experiences at the Citadel and Skako Minor and he found himself another squad to belong to. We see Omega embrace them for their differences and she finds safety and the family she’s always wanted with them. Just because someone looks different or acts different than you for any reason, whether it’s a disability or not, doesn’t make them less of a person. We are all human and we all deserve to be loved. 

What I also find inspiring is that the Bad Batch know they’re different and they too embrace themselves and their differences. They know who they are and nothing anyone else says influences the way they see themselves and each other and I think that’s something we all sometimes struggle with. It’s easy to take the negative things people say about us to heart and let them make us miserable, but if you really know who you are and accept everything about yourself, including your flaws, then nothing anyone can say can affect you. We all should learn to embrace our own differences and that too can make you feel whole. When you know you’re different from other people, accept it and are even proud of it, then you will find that life will be a lot happier that way 😊 Of course, I understand in some cases that can be easier said than done, but it’s never too late to start! It took me a long time to accept certain things about myself, but once I embraced the fact that I’m a nerd and that I’m crazy about different things than other people might be, I’ve been a lot happier and have a much more positive outlook on myself as well as better self-esteem. Be proud of who you are! 💜

Embracing others for their differences truly does make you whole. I see that lesson not only with the Bad Batch, but I’ve learned that with my work helping special ed students in several different capacities and it has truly blessed my life. It’s something that has influenced me and how I treat others in many ways.

That is just another reason to add to my ever-growing list of why I love the Bad Batch so much 🥰💜

[theanimoo]

Ghosts And The Man Who killed Them: Prologue

Characters: Miho Kirishima, Miyuki Tezuka, Takeshi Askura, Odin, (Random guy) & Yuichi Saito

Pairing: None

Summary: A singer in a smoky room, the smell of wine and-OH GOD! THERE'S BLOOD EVERYWHERE!

Warning: Blood, swearing, gore and death

Word count: 1582

Day 2 of 30 of my 30 Day Writing Challenge and the prompt is Mafia Au for Ryuki.

“We’re up next, Miho.”

Miho paused, her eyes narrowed as she popped the lid on her stick, and glared at a young man that couldn't stand still. His legs shaking like desperate leaves hanging on a twig; shaking, even though they should just fall off and…die.

“Yuichi, stomp your stamping!” The singer stared down the frightened man as he kept tapping his foot, and looking down like a kicked puppy. “The hell are you so nervous for?” 

“You don’t know?” Yuichi suddenly stopped his stamping and looked up with a wide-eyed look. 

“Know what? 

“Well, you see my friend-” The man was suddenly stopped by Miho’s venom.

“That Fortune teller? What does he have to do with anything?”

Yuichi put up a finger as he took a deep breath. “Let me finish, he did a reading for this night and he told me that something was going to happen. Something real bad.”

“Something bad? Come on, do you really believe that fortune telling bushwa?” 

“Well, he’s never been wrong, and there’s also going to be-” The man was cut off again as a group of boys came walking past them with their instruments in hand and grins on their faces.

“Good luck, you two! We have a special guest tonight.”

The two stopped for a moment, both wondering the same thing and what it meant.

Who’s the special guest?

After a few seconds of looking at each other like a couple of blockheads, they finally climbed up the creaking stairs to the stage, and took their places behind the red curtain.

Yuichi on the piano and Miho front and center of the microphone. They both waited in silence before the curtain pulled back to show a dark room filled with cigar smoke, and smelled of wine and blood.

Mobsters and thieves filled the audience, but one person caught their attention: It was the Don.

Odin

The man always wore a perfectly crisp suit and a mask, hiding his face from the world and leaving everywhere he went with an eerie atmosphere. But, the man sitting next to him, he was new. A stranger. A new killer who was there to see their rinky-dinky little show.

He wore black suit, nothing but pitch except for a red waistcoat, and a maroon tie. And, yet that didn’t drive away from his features; He was quite a good looking fella. Slicked back hair and a looked in his eyes that reminded them of-

“Psst! Oi! Get to playing you dumb doras!” A voice that was all too familiar reached Miho’s ears, causing a smile to form as they glanced towards the stairs. There stood the lady’s older sister, their number one fan. 

The only person they trusted in the room.

After the lady’s sister skipped off to her seat, a smooth, deep voice swam over the crowd as a soft piano accompanied the little ditty; it slowly ramp up as they went on, but the mob seemed to love it. Song after song the duo completed brought big smiles to the crowd. 

The crowd was hanging onto every note, taking a ride on every tone and it wasn’t long until they were nearing the end of their show.

Hollers and calls rang throughout the room as Miho sang the last cord, and Yuichi played them out. Blood stained hands applauded with cheer, cheers that were created from cries that would never be heard. 

They almost didn’t want to hear them, but those cheers paid the bills.

“I would like to thank the Don for gracing us with his presence, and for being your friend along to our show. He is quite a handsome fellow if I do say so myself.” Miho spoke with the sweetest voice she could muster as the crowd roared with laughter, the stranger gave a small nod, and Odin waved. 

Then the curtain slowly began to close as a wave of calm rushed over the duo, and they let out a breath that they didn’t know they were holding.

“We’re still alive, right?” The pianist let out a pained chuckle as he was socked in the shoulder by a smug Miho. “I’m still surprised that it went that well, it still seems a bit odd.”

“I told ya it would be ab-so-lute-ly fine, and see nothing happened! I told you that stuff was all balon-AAAAHHHH!”

Red splattered across the singer’s face, iron attacked her tongue and a blood curdling scream left her form as white silk was stained. Her eyes darted around as she stared back into bloodshot eyes.

The pianist’s hands were dripping with blood as fat tears streamed down his cheeks, and mingled with the red on his collar.  Screams filled their ears as Yuichi stumbled across the stage, and tumbled into a hysterical Miho. 

“M-my hands! Miho, I-i-it’s my hands!” His voice wavered as he raised his hands to show the carnage of his most prized possession; Yuichi had been shot, and all they could see was a sick smile through the curtain.

A smile they’ll never forget.

“Oh, god! We need to go! -AHHH!” Miho grabbed onto the man’s shoulders, her whole form shaking as they rushed towards the stairs. The sound of gunfire and the cries of pain sent them stumbling over themselves, fear rushing through their veins as they scrambled to get up. 

The duo clung to each other like an lifeline as they made it to the floor, and a figure backstage caught-

A loud thud made them jump as time seemed to still, there on the floor was her sister. Red poured from her lips as her form laying limp, pale and quickly losing life. 

A hole in her head.

"Nee-san! NOOO-!” Her screams fell on deaf ears as she was yanked past the bones, and into the back of the club- to the exit; Miho couldn’t stop her feet from trying to dart back, but a face left her frozen.

The same sinister smile from before was directed right at her, clothes stained red and engulfed with holes; he didn’t shoot though, he just waved.

H-he waved at m-

“MIHO, MOVE!” 

The singer was yanked back with the force of a desperate man, but it wasn’t enough to tear her gaze away from the monster staring at them. It was almost like he wasn’t even there, a figment of her imagination.

He might have just been smoke and mirrors.

Yuichi slammed into the exit door with his shoulder, biting back a gasp of pain as he pulled Miho along. Concrete greeted them once they stumbled into the alleyway, hard ground and grime gave them a place to catch their breath as they stared into the sky.

There was no cloud in sight as the stars shone brightly above them in an indigo haze, with a soft breeze blowing through the air. Their vision began to slowly blur over as the world began to still.  It would have been peaceful if a sudden blood-curdling scream hadn’t forced them to their feet, and scapering away into the night.

Lungs burned with every breath as their feet slammed against hard ground, and pushed themselves as far away as they could from the hell they escaped; hoping that running away would wipe their minds clean.

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The Ore Journal

Gunslinging Crook Asakura Takeshi Finally Thrown in the Salmer!

After the bloodbath that happened on the ___ of___ at a speakeasy that resulted in the death of over 10 people, and many injured, but the crook was finally caught. Asakura Takeshi was arrested by Police Detective Sudo after being caught at an esteemed lawyer’s estate; the crook was there for legal help (God knows he needs it), but he was refused services and without warning pounced! Thankful, Detective Sudo was on patrol that very moment- it’s almost like he’s superhuman! The Crook is currently awaiting his trial in the ___ jail and is-

RingRing 

Is said to be under heavy surveillance until he can be moved to a-

RingRing RingRing

A more secure-

RingRingRingRingRingRing

“Fine! I’m coming, so stop the ringing!” A disgruntled Miho slammed the paper down with a smack, before pushing herself out a loveseat that was too nice, and too far from her front door. 

She stomped her way to the door, but stopped, took a deep breath and opened the door with the sweetest look she could muster. “Well, what’re you here- wait!”

The person outside in the cold, windy air was someone Miho wasn’t expecting to see; it was the psychic guy-Yuichi’s friend. He was drenched in rain and was just dripping with dread.

“Why are you-?” 

“He’s dead.”

A sinking feeling formed a pit in Miho’s gut as she slowly shook her head; she must have heard him wrong. 

“That’s nonsense, there’s no way-!”

“He’s dead…he’s gone.”

The singer felt a lump in her throat, choking her and not letting a word out. She swallowed around nothing for a few moments as her mind raced. “So, how’d it happen? Was he blown down or-?

“You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you, Canary.” His voice was even, almost cold, but his eyes were dark. They were little windows into his soul that he tried to hide.

“Then what was the point if I wouldn’t believe you?” Miho leaned against the doorframe while a sudden nauseous feeling rushed through her, making her sigh and shut her eyes.

“I just thought you should know, and I’m sorry for your loss.”

“Thank you.”

To Be continued

[hawkzeyes]

wait okay I actually have a weirdly specific question combining your Clint knowledge and also your Equine Specialist knowledge

what kind/breed of horse do you think would be best for Clint for like semi-long distance travel (like a few hundred miles) and how far do you think they could get in a day of travel?

OOOOOOOH THIS IS A FUN QUESTION

So a general rule of thumb for horses is 20% of their weight is what we can put on their back without there being injuries, discomfort, etc.

Now because Clint is a big dude he won’t be able to get on some fast little speedster without side effects. Clint is canonically 6’3 and 230 lbs so while speed and distance would have worked awesome on an Arabian he’s just a bit on the too big side to be able to get away with riding one for long distance.

There are horse breeds that are considered lighter rides for heavier folks, like Mustangs, Quarter, and American Paint horses, but you’re going to have to be looking for the larger of the breeds. Not impossible but we are in a fake scenario so let’s go for a different bread that’s bigger. You’re going to have to work into the weight of saddle, gear, etc so we aren’t just throwing 230 lbs on that horse! Western saddles can range from 25-60 lbs. Plus whatever else he is dragging along with him so we are gonna say he has about 300+ lbs on this horse.

To avoid discomfort for the horse I’m gonna settle with a heavier breed but we are gonna have to give up speed for this. So hopefully Clint isn’t trying to go anywhere fast. Let’s go with the classic Clydesdale! These are BIIIIIIG babies, like 16-19 hands high big. They can get up to 2,000 lbs and they’re built for heavy farming and pulling large loads. BUT that’s not the only thing they are good for.

They’re actually incredible trail horses. Why? Because they’re so large their gates tend to absorb impact and so the rides are super smooth, which means if he needs to fire off from his bow? That’s gonna be a hell of a steady shot, that and they don’t spook easy. Why would you when you’re that big, right? They’re very gentle and docile horses too, with the sweetest temperaments. The ones I’ve been around have been like gentle giants. Even when they took food from my hand and their little whiskers tickled my palm, they never once got over excited and accidentally nipped or got rough.

Now the downside? You’re going to be giving up speed. They’re BIG so they’re just not going to move like an Arabian would. I believe the fastest recorded Clydesdale was at 20 mph.

Now just because a horse can move like that doesn’t mean you should be pushing them like that. On average you shouldn’t be pushing your horse friend more than 25-35 miles a day UNLESS otherwise trained. We don’t want them getting hurt and while Clydesdales are STONKY they aren’t invincible and they gotta eat, ESPECIALLY traveling long distance and boyyyyyy can they eat.

Is the Clydesdale a bit of an over-reach for a 230 lbs male? Maybe, but I’ve seen some nasty horse injuries because of underestimation and I’d rather be safe than sorry. A big horse for a big boy.