#theyre both very confident/cocky to a point

[leafatlaw]

Ihate this fucking guy, whyd he fucking do that ?????

[ivysprophecy]

bed chem

warnings; uhm sex lol? oral (male and femme recieving) very whorish thoughts, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it pls pls pls), brief mentions of bruising and hickeys, dirty talk. breeding kink if you squint

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summary; jj and you have always been able to get along as long as it was in a nice comfy bed. what happens when you start to wonder if your chemistry goes beyond that?

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im being so for real when i say id let jj do just about anything he wanted to me.

and im not even being dramatic.

the second i can feel his lips make contact with that spot below my ear and his hands leaving finger prints on my hips, im a goner.

i dont necessarily know what it is about him specifically, and saying its our chemistry feels so icky to say but i dont know how else to describe it.

the way he hooks his thumbs through the belt loops on my shorts? like right now? yea im soaked already.

"mama you've been teasin me all night with that fucking idiot of a date- dont gotta do that baby you just gotta ask me for it."

"jj less talking more tongue."

"yes mama," he smirks up at me from his lap, his lips going back to my neck.

i have to interrupt him because i simply cant keep this shirt on my body. unfortunately i did have my cakes on so he just had to chuckle at them

"jj weve talked about this! they aren't funny!"

"baby theyre boob pancakes for your nipples its always gonna be hilarious."

" 'always' as if youre gonna see them again. how confident."

"sweetheart you say that every time. just let me give the girls some love and enjoy it, yea?" with that he starts peppering kisses all over my chest, his hands pawing at both of them.

"jesus-" the moans that come from my throat are honestly embarrassing but hes just too fucking good at this. he knows every sensitive inch on me.

its like he has me fucking memorized its insane. he feels insane.

and it doesnt help that he loves eye contact. i hate admitting that it flusters me, i dont want him knowing it takes everything in me to keep half of my dignity when he has me like this.

my fingers find the buckle of his belt doing my best to blindly work it off of his waist desperate to get whats under his pants.

im not ashamed to admit that.

"someones eager tonight," he pulls off of my chest with a noisy pop sound, smiling that signature cocky grin that i love to hate. "you gonna tell me what you want?"

i push him back onto the bed so i have easier access to his belt, more so his dick if im being honest.

"i want you to stop talking so i can get your pants off. why dont you work on that shirt for me baby?"

"well since you asked so sweetly," he chuckles throwing off his cut off while helping you get rid of his shorts. "only if you put your shorts on the floor next to mine."

"thats such a weird fucking thing to say jj what the fuck?"

"what? i thought thatd be cute."

"youre so freaking weird," you roll your eyes sliding off your shorts throwing them in whatever direction. they land next to his

jj sits there, head against the pillows watching me. i cant help but feel uneasy, im aware that i have no reason to be uncomfortable and that hes seen me this way plenty of times before but theres something in his eyes that makes me feel like hes drinking in every inch of me and its a but unsettling,

"youre so pretty. cant get enough of ya. ever," he gestures for me to come closer with his fingers before snapping and pointing to his face, "park it pretty mama."

"jj-" i start to interrupt him but he refuses any rebuttal.

"uh uh. weve talked about this. youre gonna sit on my face and im gonna eat it as much as i please. cmon now dont be shy. it doesnt suit you."

blush eats away at your cheeks as you crawl forward closer to his face, gripping the headboard for stability.

"im not shy."

"then act like it baby. now let me taste you, wanna warm you up good for me," and with those last words his arms wrap around my hips and he pulls me down so my weight is on his face.

the second his lips make contact his tongue is READY to work, and let me be clear he knows where the clit is okay? Sucking, licking, even nipping he does it all so fucking good.

all while looking up at me as i use his face like a damn chair.

my hips are desperately trying match the pace of his tongue, i can feel his nose rubbing against my clit giving me the best kind of friction im looking for.

oh my god and when he moans into me?? im done. finished. totaled. i cannot stop the sounds im making.

my legs shake beside his head, and hes staring up at me so smug, so proud of himself like his ability to make me cum was ever in question.

"see? so good for me mama was that so hard?"

i cant even get the words out, still clutching onto the headboard catching my breath. "jj-"

"ive got you dont worry," he picks me up by my waist and twists us so hes now hovering over me. "ill make you feel so good i promise."

"jj- i-" i try to take a deep breath and gather my thoughts, none of them holy obviously. "just gimme a second-"

"awe, someone overstimulated? already?"

i close my eyes and take a deep breath, because yes i do get easily overstimulated. "dont be a dick-"

"i havent even pulled it out yet."

"oh yea? lets see what you've got to say when ive got you all up in my mouth huh? lets find out baby."

i move out from underneath him and lay my head off the edge of the bed, looking at him with an excited glimmer in my eyes and my tongue sticking out.

"holy shit-" i giggle watching jj practically fall off the bed to take his boxers off, fumbling to do so. "are you serious?"

"yea jayj im serious," i say through a few laughs. "now cmere. remember you dont gotta hold back. i can take it."

"oh my god- shit. mama you keep talking like that and im not gonna last."

"i dont wanna talk jj i want your cock in my mouth," and with those final words his boxers drop to the floor. and i can see how ready is, honestly it looks painful. and i wanna make him feel all better.

my hand finds his, pulling him closer to the beds edge. once his length is over my mouth i run my tongue down his shaft, taking him into my hand and pumping what i cant reach.

"you ready for me baby?"

jj doesnt answer, he grabs my hair and tugs my head down further having me open my mouth before stuffing me full.

i can hear the groan he lets out, its guttural. and hot as fuck.

my tongue slides along his length almost asking to pull him in deeper. but he keeps still for a moment, gathering himself so he can continue.

but i know my boy. hes not gonna wait much longer to be inside me and i have no plans on arguing about it.

after a minute his hips buck forward a bit. "you good mama?"

and of course i cant really respond with his dick in my mouth. so naturally i try to take him deeper, urging him to move his hips again.

his grip on my hair tightened as he buried himself as deep as he could and slowly pulling back out.

poor guy is torturing himself! i havent even done anything, and he knows he doesnt have to go this slow.

he keeps his rhythm slow and steady, and i can feel the anticipation in his muscles restricting himself so i give his thigh a quick tap letting him know to pull away.

"jj you okay? you can go faster."

he lets a groan fall from his already pouty lips, "mama i cant handle going faster. need to be in ya when i bust."

i cant help but chuckle at his admission.

"oh baby. shouldve just said somethin. how you want me?"

i love making his eyes roll to the back of is head. but not like that weird anime shit. you know what i mean?

jj jumps back onto the mattress, back against the headboard patting his lap. "you know i want the girls all up in my face sweetheart. cmon and give me a good ride."

"yes captain," did i always say that jokingly? of course. did he always take it seriously? absolutely.

i climb over his lap, letting my knees rest against the bed sheets.

"youre still on the pill mama? or you still like the idea of me puttin a baby in ya" he looks up at me with pleading eyes, praying i am because he knows that means ill let him in bare. so fucking pussy whipped. i love it.

"jj you wouldn't be in this bed with me if i wasnt, now are you clean?" i have to ignore the baby comment because yea i really really really do.

"if you really believed i wasnt you wouldve have just tried to suck out my soul."

he does technically have a point there. "cant think straight when youre just standing there you know that jj. cmon are you clean or not?"

"youre the only one for me sweetheart. hop on, please. im beggin ya. need you so bad mama its killin me."

"'s gonna be a tight fit. 'm already so swollen down there."

"jesus," his head falls to rest on my chest and its like he all of a sudden remembers i have tits. peppering kisses all over my chest before wrapping his mouth over my nipple as i line him up. "baby you dont even know what youre saying. what its doin to me. got me so worked up im not gonna last long."

"good thing too because neither am i."

letting my weight lower onto him we moan out in unison, grabbing the hairs at the nape of his neck i hold tight as i let the sting of his size settle.

i do adjust rather quickly, seeing as hes been inside me plenty times before.

rocking my hips to start slow, i press small kisses on his hair as his grip on my hips tightens. part of me hopes i have little finger tip bruises tomorrow. they always show through my swimsuits. jj cant get enough of them.

"shit baby i need more.. cmon you can take it. its alright im not goin no where. give it to me."

fuck does he know how to talk me through it.

i raise myself a little only to leave a small drop, increasing the pace with each bounce. because holy shit he just hits that spot every damn time. sometimes i legit wonder if his dick was made for me.

then i roll my eyes at how fucking whipped i sound.

"yeaaa thats it mama. you keep that up, just how ya like it," thats the last thing he says before his thumbs starts toying with my clit and his mouth is once against attached to one of my breasts.

jjs the only guy that ive ever told that i need something else when hes inside me. never once made me feel insecure or guilty about it. in fact, i kind think he loves that he gets to play with me more.

"holy shit- jay- jay im close... you there baby?"

i can feel him nod against me so i move faster, harder, whatever i can do to chase that high im so desperately close to. and i can tell hes close to, hes got a little twitch whenever hes almost there and it feel soooo fucking good. takes me right over the edge.

"yeaaa gorgeous thats it. want me to fill you up? want me to make you my real mama?"

my head buries itself in his neck, covering it in small kisses to muffle my moans as i finish all over him.

and he's not close behind, thrusting up to meet me as i ride out mine, finishing just moments after me and i can feel him covering my insides.

and dammit if i dont wanna feel this way forever.

"so fucking good mama. made just for me i swear..." he mumbles against my chest leaving little hickeys as he catches his breath.

after a minute of just holding onto each other he slowly lowers me to the bed knowing that my legs feel like jelly.

he presses a kiss to my cheek before headed to the bathroom and grabbing us a wet washcloth. he rubs it over my thighs and my stomach and neck before cleaning me up carefully, knowing it helps me cool off afterwards.

"thank you jayj... always so sweet."

"shucks mama dont worry about it, you know ill always take care of you."

after cleaning the both of us up he grabs his muscle tank he was wearing before handing it to me so i can have some coverage while i sleep.

"want me to go out on the couch?" he wondered. always so thoughtful.

"dont be stupid. climb on in big boy."

his stupid sleepy smile is so freakin cute, i hate it.

"night jj."

"night sweetheart. love ya."

i know he says it every time. every night in fact. so why when he tells me that does it put a pit in my stomach?

and just like that, with his arms around me, hes peacefully asleep and im wide awake wondering what the fuck im doing.

[the-s1lly-corner]

If it's alright, could I request a Toby, Slenderman, Eyeless Jack, and Jane the Killer x reader (separately), where the reader has no self preservation? Not in a sad way, but more in a "cheerfully confident that they can handle it" kinda way.

Either way, I hope you have a good day!

Crps x overly confident!reader w/ no survival instinct

Points

JANE REQUEST SPOTTED!! Feels like hardly anyone asks for her!!

Side note I could NOT find a good gif LMAO

Characters: Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack, Slenderman, Jane the Killer

Notes: reader is GN, reader is not suicidal in any way they just think they're built different, reader is written as a human

CWs: injury and blood mentions, canon typical violence and death

SLENDERMAN

hes seen humans die to less, hes not going to let you follow that path... why would have to do any of this when hes right here to do the dirty work for you without complaint? he simply doesnt get it

but still, if he knows you will survive he will let you go- as foolish as he may think you are for throwing yourself into a fight or disaster- he will never fully understand humans so surely you must have a reason for this? stops this when it just leads to you getting hurt over and over, it slowly becomes clear that youre doing it because youre cocky. you truly do think you'd come out the other side unscathed

you dont even get the chance to throw yourself into a fight against a someone wielding a weapon- theyre torn down before you can get too close, leaving behind a mess of gore on the ground. your attitude may have rubbed off on him, he hardly ever displays such strength and violence- but if this is what needs to be done to show that you dont need to fight anymore then so be it

TICCI TOBY

honestly? he might just join you in whatever danger youre about to throw yourself in- he himself doesnt have much survival instinct, though a lot of that hinges off of his inability to feel pain. he minimizes the damage done to his body most of the time

and... that kind of bleeds into how he acts when youre reckless, afterall hes never had to be careful about himself- and you seem to hold the same belief to your own body... its going to take a real nasty injury to snap him out of that and make him realize that youre not invincible- even if the lesson doesnt sink in for you

you still sometimes make light hearted bets on things when stuff gets intense- "oh i bet i can take him-" "oh i can do this with one hand tied behind my back-" and so on and so fourth

youre both a little.... foolish...

EYELESS JACK

painfully aware of human anatomy and what it can and cant take- that comes from being very interested in the topic as well as being able to look inside human bodies first hand

a lot of the time you cant even take a single step towards the danger, hes already got his hand on your shoulder and tugging you into the other direction... and in the case where its dangerous but not deadly? you can feel the look hes giving you under his mask... for someone with no eyes he can give a mean glare

you give him hypotheticals for threats that you can take on and hes just "absolutely not."... he will not spare your ego, your safety is far more important to him- youre the one good thing in his life and hes not going to let you get yourself killed

JANE THE KILLER

it takes her a moment to process what youve said and by then youre already running towards the threat- and shes bolting after you to either back you up or drag you away... preferably drag you away if its something that cannot be stopped or bested

what were you thinking? are you insane? what if you were killed? shes not going to hold anything back, she wants to understand why you would do something like that- especially unprepared... do you have a death wish?

not at all happy or pleased with your little habit of just. running into things head first... she doesnt think its commendable or brave, and shes going to let you know what she thinks as shes trying to stop your wounds from bleeding all over the place

you can tell shes trying to be nice- well, niceish- but her tone does slip out as she speaks

[yuenthevoices]

i think bots would be really baffled on our fear of bugs. one day their human partner is standing ontop of the counter so said bot proceeds to panic too only to realise theyre?? freakin scared?? of a bug?? like what your ancestors killed entire lands of animals and your?? scared of this weird smaller creature??

wait cuz i actually love this idea, ty anon!

Imagine a cybertronian just coming home to/visiting their human partner, only to see them on top of the furniture, as far away from the ground as they could possibly get themselves, a panic stricken look in their eyes. They're understandably very worried, immediately asking what's wrong and if they're alright. The human just points somewhere on the floor, and as they scan the general direction in which they're pointing, they just see this tiny speck on the floor - absolutely miniscule in comparison to them. And they're understandably very confused. I mean, they're scared of something this small? this tiny little insect that their human could easily squash themselves or even easily outrun?

The more confident or cocky bots would probably laugh at their human for being so scared of such a miniscule insect. The sweeter or more observant ones would probably console their human first, trying to calm them down. Either way, after a few moments (and maybe some yelling from their human), the insect is gone - much to the relief of their human.

Upon further questioning from the bot, the human probably has to explain how danger some insects can actually be to humans. I'd imagine they'd be surprised at how diverse and dangerous some insects actually are. Black widows with their high harmful venom, or jumping spiders too fast for humans to easily catch, or even mosquitos, which could carry dangerous diseases with them. With this explanation, many bots would suddenly understand the fear humans often have - although some would still make light fun of their partners whenever they get scared - but many will be quite devoted to keeping their human away from any insects, either getting their human away, getting rid of the spider, or perhaps both.

Little extra: Imagine the bot placing a fake insect somewhere visible in order to have an excuse to hold their human away from the "danger" - or maybe just to feel heroic :)

[diminuel]

God… Wani transitions, looks so much more like a man than when they first met, and Dragon — so used to being reprimanded and poorly treated by men stronger than him, and used to being cordial and friendly with men he knows are *as* strong as him — but Wani is 10 years his junior. Still a rookie. And the marines teach you to *respect* and *submit* to men stronger than you. Which obviously the RA objects to. But Dragon is *head* of the RA so *everyone* is subservient to him — except his personal friends, whom are all basically equally as strong as he is if not stronger.

/except for Wani/

And whatever level of misogyny Dragon picked up pre-RA from the marines its pretty clear the flavor wouldn’t have been “ugh this woman thinks shes as strong as ME a MAN? Lets teach her a lesson boys!” as much as “pretty lady! pretty lady! impress the pretty lady!!!! make her like you make her job easy as possible so MORE pretty ladies want to work with you!!!!” So whatever Dragon believed about their difference in strength, experience, intelligence, etc. wasn’t assss relevant to him pre-transition. Thats his girlfriend why would he want to compete with or see bis girlfriend as a threat? They love and support eachother forever and ever.

But now he’s a man and he’s less experienced and cocky and all the things Dragon had beaten into him are signs of immense disrespect from one man to another man *clearly* stronger and smarter and more experienced and higher ranking and—

….and now Dragon’s bed is very, very empty. Which is weird because he doesn’t want to get out of it either.

Wani eventually comes back and Dragon has never felt lighter. Nothing really matters except Wani. He’s decided he’d abandon the RA if Wani asked. He really would. He knows his lover has dreams (dreams he’s apparently stomped all over). The RA isn’t a dream, it’s a necessity. But that means he can leave. He belongs to Wani first.

He’s pregnant. Theyre going to be fathers. Wani has NEVER seen Dragon cry like this. He missed him so much and now theyre going to be a family. Its barely past noon and Dragon has a resignation speech ready to go. He just wants to spend the rest of his life with Wani. Clearly his RA duties and his past are getting in the way so he needs to give being supportive his full attention round the clock.

Wani nearly clocks him over the head. Is he INSANE?! He doesn’t own ANYONE. Nobody belongs to ANYONE. Wasn’t that the whole point of his OWN RA? What sort of man throws his ideals away to impress a lover?

Stay in the RA. Wani isn’t giving up on their utopia either. (Maybe he hasn’t given up being king of the pirates yet either.) if theyre raising this child theyre doing it as equals Dragon. Wani thought thats what they were when he fell in love. He was surprised when becoming a man would somehow make that harder (aren’t they even *more* similar now?)

He’s right. Dragon’s respect for his lover should have never been made conditional or brought into question. He never truly forgives himself for fucking this up. Maybe Dragon has given Croc too much leeway with some boundaries, but that should have never been made into an issue of gender. A discomfort Dragon is only able to tolerate for a girlfriend but not a boyfriend. All or nothing. 50-50.

Of course. Reprimanding a superior in thr marines like this would get you on cleaning duty for a month. But he doesn’t feel disrespected. Or threatened. He’s *proud* his Wani is so strong and confident to talk down a man twice his size. Maybe Dragon is bigger and more experienced. But Crocodile is twice as brave and twice as determined and twice as confident and that’s *important* and it *matters* and it makes them both better people together. He’s good for him. Theyre good together. Theyre going to have a great kid and he couldn’t be more excited.

(And besides. Wani is only going to get bigger and stronger.)

Ah, I love it ;w;

Dragon going from one extreme into the other, letting his actions be guided by what he feels is expected of him in a given situation instead of letting himself be guided by his convictions. But luckily, Crocodile's there to knock some sense into him~

And Dragon's right, Crocodile will grow, he will get stronger. ♥

(Though the angsty part in me whispers what about when Crocodile does lose faith in himself? What about when his dream shatters because he was too cocky, too confident and nearly gets killed in a confrontation with Whitebeard? Unless that happened before or doesn't happen at all.)

[drifloonz]

i can!! the polycule ever. Being between these two is so funny bc i feel like theyd just barter and argue over you lightheartedly sometimes and then other times in private theyre both just loving all over you and eachother and the tonal shift is so funny.

also i accidentally answered this early because tumblr sucks so bad and APPARENTLY pressing enter does that which is why the ask is a screenshot instead of an Actual ask and that'll annoy me but oh well that was all i could do.

i hope you enjoy !

red x reader x blue! ( poly )

i'm not gunna separate the names here probably bc its a polycule if you get one you get both, even if thats more useful for the organization, So.

ღ whether you knew them as your childhood best friends or met them recently - probably on one of their travels or vacations - and somehow wormed your way into both of their hearts - you found yourself dating both red and blue. i'd like to imagine they both agreed to date you simultaneously in a polyamorous relationship because... well, they were already dating, and they're sort of a package deal. they discussed this with eachother and decided it'd be perfectly fine.

ღ blue's gotten older and is therefore a bit less of... how he used to act, being all smug and acting better than anyone else, but his cockiness and confidence will never go away no matter what, and he'll make it clear to you - he's definitely the main PDA giver in the relationship - red does give PDA as well, but mostly handholding and kisses. blue straight up will try to embarrass you with how overbearing and affectionate he is sometimes because he finds it really fucking funny. i like to think he tries to make a game of making the most embarrassing pet names and nicknames he can use for you and so every time you two talk in public he'll just keep coming up with them.

ღ in a related note, blue is also very protective and jealous over you. not with red, obviously, he was dating red and also dating you. just with anyone who tries to flirt with you or tries anything weird, he'll come over and put his hand on your shoulder and start to very obviously state that he's your boyfriend. red doesn't get as jealous or protective as easily, but he will do the same thing sometimes if he senses you're uncomfortable with talking to someone, simply putting his hand on your shoulder and making a little grunt towards the other person, then quickly walking you away from the situation.

ღ red's the tallest of you three unless you happen to be taller than him. he does use this to his advantage... which, is mostly just flexing on blue and you. blue's a close second ( once again unless you happen to be taller than him but shorter than/the same height as red ).

ღ i hope you like attention because both of them will give so much to you. they're pretty mindful in not accidentally excluding you from activities, wanting you to feel comfortable and included in anything the two do unless you outright don't wanna do whatever they're doing at that moment, which is fine.

ღ the funny thing abt this though is that blue specifically is very clingy and wants attention from either, preferably both of you, at all times. if you give red a kiss he'll be like "Hey, where's mine?" and will bother you until you ( both, usually ) give him one.

ღ related to the last point, they're both very adventurous in their own ways - traveling regions often, going to explore anything that interests the two of them... so you'll be moving around a lot, probably. hopefully you're fine with that. if you are, they'll both make it a point to make wherever you visit exciting and to show you the prettiest spots in whatever region they visit next.

ღ i hope you like getting cuddles from both sides, because if you three all choose to sleep together ( they will probably get a big ass bed solely due to this ), then you're usually going to be in the middle. they also both snore in their sleep, but blues is noticeably louder than red. so i hope that doesn't bother you LMAO. blue is also the type of guy who sleeps the fastest out of you all, and also changes sleeping positions a lot and he's probably pushed one of you two off the bed more than once. red takes a while to go to bed, usually waiting until you two have dozed off. he usually is just reading something to wind himself down before bed. he might even have reading glasses but who knows. red himself always makes it a habit to give both of you goodnight kisses before he himself goes to bed.

ღ if you ( or any of them ) are in danger, the other two'll know. it's like a secret sixth sense for them - they'll try to find you ASAP and protect you from any sort of threat, whether it be a strong pokemon or a malicious trainer, or something else. if it's fightable, they'll absolutely woop the things ass if it is a pokemon or a trainer giving you a hard time or even genuinely threatening you.

ღ it's not a guarantee, but i feel like you'd probably have to be a pretty strong pokemon trainer to get their attention in the first place - or someone else of note. but if you aren't, you know the drill. they'll definitely try to nudge you or help you get more pokemon and train them to be a powerful trainer. ... mostly as an excuse for them to have someone to fight on an equal level that wasn't just each other, if you weren't already a strong trainer. they're your personal trainer bfs...

ღ red's the most typically romantic of the group, i'd feel. although his preference for dates is just adventuring, similar to blue, he'll also take you and blue to places with the best sights and views, and is also the one who's most likely to take you all on a dinner date or something. type of guy to give you a bouquet of roses to confess. meanwhile blues the type to give you a random pretty stone or rock he found. ( admittedly, red would do the exact same probably. )

ღ i like to think that you and blue can basically understand anything and everything red says, despite him being mute. basically just seeing his expression and then looking back at someone and going "He says he likes your hat." or smth. Psychic Brain Link /j.

ღ red will scruff you and blue out of awkward or dangerous situations at a moments notice. which is funny bc reds prob a hypocrite and goes into fairly dangerous situations often just due to wanting a challenge or something.

ღ blue and red if you don't wanna go wherever they're going at that time, will be sure to at least leave one or a few pokemon to watch over you and keep you company. all of the two's pokemon are pretty familiar with you at this point, and they're all very happy to be around you :]

ღ they also like to show you any new pokemon they caught or at least saw along the way in other regions if you don't come with. will take pictures and show you.

ღ i like to think all 3 of you, intentionally or not, share clothes with eachother sometimes. its cute.

ღ most iconic polycule of kanto. amen.

[wizisbored]

Do the maitlands get along okay with nimona? How did the first meeting between Charles, delia and ambrosis and ballistor go, because they probably had an interesting start as well with the secrets on both sides going on.

the maitlands are a little hesitant about her at first, since they see a lot of beetlejuice in her and are a little worried about lydia becoming friends with somebody else like that. they reason, though, that it isnt fair to compare an excitable, though seemingly troubled teenager who just moved continents (without her parents, for whatever reason) to a literal demon, and resolve to do their best to give the kid a chance. they have to be supportive of Lydia finding a friend her age, after all. once everything is out in the open they realise how right they actually were initially, but at that point they're already attatched. sure, shes cocky and quick to suggest violence and not actually a teenager at all, but shes also still very much a kid in need of support and after lydia they just sort of take her in instinctively. on nimona's side, she doesn't really get why lydia likes them at first - theyre just so normal and boring. but as it turns out, sometimes a couple of admittedly quite normal but also gentle and kind adults are just what you need.

as for the first meeting, it is in fact a bit odd but that's partially for rather understandable reasons. charles and delia come to introduce themselves a day, maybe two days after the move - the move which consisted of getting up in the early hours of the morning to get a cab out of the kingdom to the coast, to get a ferry to the nearest country with an airport because the kingdom doesnt have one yet, to get a plane to america and then finally a taxi to winter river. and as if that wasn't enough, trying to sleep somewhere that doesnt feel like a safe place yet after all that leads to nimona having nightmares again, so ballister is pretty much up all night with her as well. when charles and delia come over the three of them are exhausted, and this whole conversation then happens in their second language.

but anyway, by this point charles and delia are quite used to simply not mentioning the supernatural members of their household, but the 'nimona is ballisters 17 year old niece' cover story is still pretty new. so its a case of charles' general awkwardness and delias general delia-ness vs ambrosius immediately going into Adressing the Public mode and ballister desperately trying to figure out what a believable uncle acts like on 3 hours of sleep all while their most confident english speaker is so overtired she's looped right back around to hyperactive. not the worlds most productive conversation, and tbh the dinner invite was partially a 'lets reconviene when youre more awake'

[dantelionwishes]

I was wondering what Hikari's parents are like, since we don't know much about either of them. What I'm mainly interested in is what their personalities are like, and what are some of their notable traits. I'm asking since I want to do some more writing, but I'm also really curious about them.

formally introducing hikari's parents and a little more insight on why she's so well-known!

if any of the text above is hard to read, i put that plus some more extra info under the cut :^)

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HISAKO KAMINO

Hisako is the illegitimate child of retired pro hero Amaterasu, and super villain Necromancer. Her family, especially her mother and herself, was under fire for the shocking scandal between hero and villain. Although her younger half-sister Hikari had no blood relation to the villain, she ended up going to UA to protect their mother and Hisako. She met Hiroyuki through Hikari's internship, where they eventually fell in love. Because of her hardy and confident nature, Hisako often taunted and challenged those who wanted to try hurting her family, unafraid of death. She was involved in a bigger incident because of her blood relations, unfortunately getting others involved and others killed. The scandals surrounding their family have toned down in the recent years, especially after both Hikari and Hiroyuki aided in arresting Necromancer.

QUIRK: RESPAWN

Hisako’s quirk allows her to come back from the dead, waking up from the place she last died without any injuries or complications. She inherited one drawback from her father, though. The more often she respawns, the more her body will rot away. Because of several incidents in the past, her left arm and lefthand torso have been reduced to a skeleton’s. Doctors say that she isn’t immortal, and that she’ll just die a normal death at old age.

HIROYUKI KAMINO

Hiroyuki was born in Cairo to an Egyptian mother and a Japanese father, and they were immediately blessed upon his birth. Born with a quirk that framed him with the spitting image of the ancient sun god Ra, it was not hard for him to gain power and popularity with dreams to be Egypt’s number one hero. Both parents realized being in favor of the people might blind him, so they brought him to UA as a transfer student to humble him. This toned him down, but it didn’t change his boldness and self-assurance after graduating from Japan’s top hero school. He continued his dream and eventually became the rising hero ablaze, Ra. Years later, he took an intern from UA named Hikari and was infatuated by her older sister, Hisako. While courting her, he had to face her demons alongside their family and swore to help them regain their honor. Getting involved earned him a spot in the scandal, but he and his intern were able to capture Necromancer in exchange for losing his upper beak.

QUIRK: SUNFLAME

Hiroyuki’s quirk is manifested through the orbs of fire he can create, resembling a small sun with rays. Unlike fire, which is a type of hot gas, his suns are made up of a blazing combination of gases in the form of plasma. The plasma is a state of matter similar to gas, but with most of the particles ionized, and he can make these suns as small as a pinball or as big as a person. He’s only ever made one as big as a building once, but it takes a huge toll on him. Because of his quirk, he also has a complete and total resistance to fire and heat.

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ive only realized now that I didnt exactly answer u correctly @skiduffle so let me just.....casually do bullet points HAHSGHJAHJS

hisako is very VERY strong personality-wise

she's very confident in herself to the point that she challenges people who are stronger than her or better than her

very cocky when it comes to those things, and is barely affected by anything bad against her 0% damage, she's used to it

would probably give the BEST GODDAMN PEP TALK TO ANYONE WHO IS A VICTIM OF BULLYING (watch the victim sock their bully in the face the next day after talking to her)

was the one who protected hikari the most, not wanting her to go through what she did

extremely honest and has unwavering optimism to the point that it's a bit scary how easily she can brush anything off

hiroyuki is also confident in himself and his abilities, but he's a much more toned down version of his vain self as a teenager

no one can stop him if he wants to do something or get something! he pursued hisako even if she kept ignoring him at first

definitely the one who spoiled hikari the most as a child, especially since he came from an upper class upbringing

total dad who thinks hes super cool no matter what he does, likes looking cool and hip while his wife looks formal

both of them still act like they're still high schoolers dating so its a bit embarrassing to watch them flirt

"you had a crush on me..? thats embarrassing...." "I know, im so embarrassed I think of kissing you everyday...." [literally married]

I would say theyre girlboss and malewife personality-wise, but hisako is actually a housewife and hiroyuki does the hero work

if you didnt know who they were (esp hiroyuki being a hero) one could easily assume hisako was the breadwinner

hiroyuki doesnt mind! he's absolutely in love with his wife and he loves having her in the spotlight and bringing his wife to formal events to absolutely wow everyone with how charismatic she is

hisako on the other hand was never the type to want any protection, so at first she always rejected hiroyuki's pursuits but eventually her husband is the only person she lets her guard down with

[riotshotguns]

Okay you know what I feel like I should repay you because you've in the past inadvertently helped me by letting me gain enough vague knowledge of R6Siege to pretend I've played it to get like 50¢ from a survey so: Tell me about Lion! He seems like a guy you're eager to talk about

OH BOY TYSM glad i could help you get like 50¢ from a survey with my insanity . i’m sorry for all the information you’re about to lesrn he sucks so fuckign bad but i love him so much

so basically lion was a super rebellious teenager in a very well-off conservative catholic family and he ruined his life when he was 18 by fucking up and getting his at the time girlfriend pregnant. he begged her to get an abortion because his family is so religious they’d absolutely kill him if they found out, she said no, he tried to pressure her into it and she left, it was a whole thing. they did find out and disowned his ass and he, now faced with being kicked out of the house with absolutely nothing at 18, went on a depression and fear fueled bender and landed in the hospital . absolutely sucked 0/10 bad time

so when he got outta this hospital he decided he ws gonna clean up his life by joining the military and try to be a good person. wild choice but yk its a military fps game what do you expect . he also became catholic again which i mean yeah sure fine i guess thats his choice. after a while (like a Long while) his unit’s chaplain arranged a meeting with the ex girlfriend and the child, and he was like “oh SHIT my actions have consequences this child almost didn’t exist” and now makes an effort to be in his son’s life even though the kid grew up calling someone else dad bc the gf got married at some point i think? idk regardless lion tries to be a good parent despite his past fuckups and i like that about him

but anyway so lion joins the gign, then gets recruited for cbrn which is like . anti-bioterrorism basically, where he meets doc and twitch (two other gign operators that r in the game) during an ebola outbreak. lion, being a quarantine specialist, decides to quarantine a bunch of infected people to prevent the spread of the virus. doc is NOT happy about this because hes hardcore humanitarian and wants to try to help them. because of lion’s shitty quarantine practices they wind up dying, and doc has blamed him ever since which is totally fuckin fair . they both had a lot of mean things to say to each other, namely that lion lacks empathy and that doc’s belief that People Should Not Die If It’s Preventable is a liability. the two have been actively hostile towards each other for a long time, but have reached a stable point in the past couple seasons. theyre both beginning to move on and work together to lead wolfguard, which is rainbow’s rescue unit essentially

so now with all the backstory shit out of the way, what i like about this wretched beast; he sucks, he fucked up a whole lot, but he’s trying so very hard to do better for the people he cares about and for himself. he’s confident and even cocky when it comes to his combat skills but he absolutely does not trust his civilian instincts because of the things he’s done in the past so he’s really, really bad at interacting with people . he tends to come off as an arrogant asshole (which is kind of true honestly) and has gotten into fights with so so many other members of rainbow because he’s just so full of fuckin attitude. he also canonically likes heavy metal and cats and is fascinated by virology and vector control :] and when he’s not doing stuff for team rainbow he tries to help his community by volunteering for various stuff

in conclusion; i love this wretched beast. he’s the reason i got into r6 and i rotate him in my brain every day because he is just Inch Resting to me. i could talk about my nighthaven lion thoughts BUT tahts not even canon adjacent that’s just me being insane so i will save that for another day . sorry for the 800 page essay i just fjskgkakkgks lion my beloved . i will leave you with this picture of him bc i like it :]

[undercoverangell]

pspspspsps.... **hands u my five page double sided booklet on how i think pok and sklonda met**

ill make a fanfiction later. for now take the bullet points from the notes app. /hj

they knew each other in college, but never really spoke? Pok was always very confident and cocky and outgoing and Sklonda was just there to get her degree so she could be a detective y'know? She also kinda hated him. He was just like her total opposite. Also she fucking kills it in debates, though thats not that important.

I feel like the most interaction they had was like getting paired for a discussion of some sort and Pok makes a comment of "Wow i like your long hair!" and Sklonda goes "Thanks im gonna cut it all off tonight bc you said that" and she does and Pok doesnt know how to tell her he likes it both ways.

Oh yes, Pok is pansexual! That's a headcanon! Gender is so unimportant to him, he just likes pretty people and pretty personalities! (def not projecting as a pan pok kinnie.... ppk...)

They both meet again later on at a college reunion or smthn around five years later, Sklonda is a confident young woman and Pok is a cocky young man who thinks he can just about get anything "bro im a spy im so cool who wouldn't wanna date me?". Pok approaches her at the party and she just goes "Oh absolutely not! You are not doing this today!" and gives him a lecture on how much she doesn't like him and how he is her complete opposite and honestly kind of a shitty person. They encounter the next day at a park and Pok is like "dude im sorry idk what i was thinking i was kinda drunk not in the right headspace yknow?" and shes like "okay. sure we will go with that." and thus begins the banter!

next time he tries to talk to her theres a teasing remark about if hes in the right headspace now to talk to her and a sort of "oh har har yeah im not drunk in a public park at 2 pm sklonda theres kids here, and this is bottled water not vodka." there's just sort of constant meetings in the Bastion City park and they sit there and just talk about life all while bantering. Sklonda teases him for his fashion sense bc i think he would only wear polo shirts and khakis at this point and soon he has shifted outfits to like turtlenecks and button ups and like plaid pants. Theres sort of an unspoken crush, theyre both just not wanting to end the playful banter and get serious yknow? then how can they make "i hate you so much im sitting here talking to you to waste your time and def not bc im interested in what you're saying and like listening to you talk about work!"

at one point pok just goes "yknow i hate you so much i am going to take you on a date to the diner this friday just to waste even more of your time!" and sklonda just goes "....smooth...what time?" and thats literally how they start dating.

they move in together and pok brings her flowers at work. the receptionist knows him by name. she sees him enter and just goes "Sklonda your boyfriend is here!" and Sklonda tries to be like "wow omg this is so embarrassing babe wtf why do you do this" but she loves it.

I honestly think theyd just get married in a courthouse. sklonda and pok just dont know too many people theyd actually wanna invite to a wedding, so they choose the easier route. they get a week off work so it works out, and also still have engagement rings. Pok proposed and all that, they just didnt want a big fancy wedding. they went on a picnic after getting legally married in the park.

they move to elmville pretty soon after getting married and also have Riz pretty quick after that. Pok brings her flowers at her new office and if Riz is with him he comes along too. Pok keeps photos of both of them in his wallet on missions, in the pok lives au he shows all rhe bad kids riz's baby photos and riz is humiliated and hates it.

Pok also brags about how pretty his wife is. You are never going to hear the end of how much he loves Sklonda and how beautiful she is and while shes more quiet about it, Sklonda if close enough to you will also spare no detail of how handsome and kind her husband is. They both brag about Riz doing the tiniest things.

Pok is a great dad, and if he gets home from a mission while riz is at school he will go pick him up for lunch. Can be found napping with his son at 4 pm on a Saturday after they both exerted all their energy playing at the park. Sklonda teases them about being idiots but she loves them both and would not trade her husband and son for the world. "One gukgak has to be sane and I guess thats me." is what she often says after they get injured doing dumb things. Riz thinks that jumping off the swing at full speed and velocity is the greatest joy known to man and Pok often grabs him before he faceplants straight into the ground.

Sklonda also spends time with her son and takes him to the library a lot. Riz loves checking out books at the self checkout thing and bounces up and down at every beep. She reads him bedtime stories one chapter of the warrior cats books at a time.

Thats it i just love these stupid goblins more than words

[seijorhi]

Hi! I actually have the same problem with characterizing atsumu and oikawa and YES it is because theyre both hot setters. Rather than yandere how would you canically differentiate their personalitites? ily!

Ok, so I’m kinda hesitant to answer something in ‘canon’ verse if that makes sense because I mostly just focus on the darker stuff, but I’ll try 👉👈 also please remember this is just my personal opinion and y’all are welcome to disagree.

So yes, there are of course similarities. They’re both very pretty incredibly talented setters, they’re driven, competitive, but I think it’s their attitudes and personalities that make them so different. I could write an entire essay on this but I’ll try and keep it short(ish) lol I failed

Look at how they treat their fans; Oikawa’s all smiles and polite flirting - every time we see him actually interact with his fan club, he’s an absolute poster boy of charm and grace. He thanks them for baking for him, compliments them, let’s them take pictures. It doesn’t necessarily come across as wholly genuine, but that’s beside the point. Atsumu on the other hand, different story. Granted we only see one little snippet of his interaction with his ‘fans’ but it speaks volumes. Not only does he call them out for ‘ruining’ his serve, but he insults them (loudly) by calling them squealing pigs.

The way they interact with their teams is different too; Oikawa truly believes that he can bring out the best in his spikers (and his team in general) - yes he pushes them to be better, often past what they feel compfrotable with, but outside of him going off at Mad Dog for almost injuring Kindaichi in that risky play during the second Karasuno match - he doesn’t get frustrated at them for mistakes or anything like that. Actually, more often than not he’s the one to call himself out when a spike goes wrong and they lose a point. He’s always encouraging and he reads his team well. It’s also noted that he has an incredibly good way of adjusting to the players around him - I think there was one episode when he was playing with a team of college guys and kageyama was surprised about how quickly he was able to read and adjust to them.

Atsumu on the other hand is much more a self centred setter. He expects his spikers to hit his sets, and if they don’t, or they don’t do it as well as he expects them to, he’ll go off on them. With Samu it’s kind of expected, but we’ve seen that he does it with others as well. That’s not to say that he won’t adjust to them - he wouldn’t sabotage the team just for his own pride, but if a spike doesn’t go right, the fault obviously lies with the spiker, not with him and they’re the one who needs to pick up their game. I do want to stress though - he will always give his teammates the best possible sets, it’s just that his standards (both for himself and his team) are ridiculously high. He’s also incredibly showy with how he plays. It’s also worth noting that when another player outside of his team does something incredible - Atsumu can recognise it. He goes from implying Hinata can’t play by calling him crap to being moved by his attitude mid game to telling him that one day, he’ll set for him (which I think to Atsumu is the biggest compliment he can give).

If we’re talking about their attitudes - I said above that they’re both driven, and they both have a whole lot of pride and they’re competitive to a fault. However Oikawa has a lot of doubts and insecurities behind him. He’s never made it to nationals, he’s never been able to beat Ushiwaka. He can train and train and train - pushing himself to breaking point (literally - look at his knee) but he will never be a genius like Kageyama. He’s confident in his abilities of course - he knows he’s good, but even in the first match against Karasuno he notes that Kags is the better setter (but he’s the better overall player). That’s never stopped him from pushing himself to grow though, to overcome those limitiations that he sees in himself - talent is something you make bloom, instinct is something you polish.

Atsumu on the other hand has always had Samu right beside him pushing him to be better - if only for the sake of beating his twin. He’s one of the best setters at the highschool level, on track for the national youth team. He doesn’t have the same doubts and feelings of inferiority that Oikawa does. He’s cocky because he knows he has a right to be. Naturally we don’t see as much of Atsumu as we do of Oikawa over the series, however I kinda get the sense that the only person Atsumu really compares himself to is Osamu - I think it’s Aran who says that if he had to choose, he’d say that Osamu was the more gifted player, and Atsumu pushed himself more because of that. So yes he’s a monster, but he’s also put in a hell of a lot of hard work for that - he loves volleyball.

They both like to rile up their competitors, but while Oikawa is flippant and smug, Atsumu is more cocky and outright rude. Oikawa is charming and flirtatious, while Atsumu’s more carefree and confident, but a lot of his compliments feel a little backhanded. Oikawa comes across as a little fake, and he’s not nearly as nice as he pretends to be (he’s actually pretty damn vicious at times), but Atsumu’s a little more up front - what you see is what you get. He’s not gonna pretend to like you if he doesn’t. Atsumu’s a little more explosive and he’ll snap at the smallest things, but Oikawa will bottle things up until the pressure becomes too much and he can’t stop himself from lashing out. They can both be pretty childish and petty though.

Anyway, sorry for rambling but I hope that helps?

[ibuki-loves-you]

If we are doing Danganronpa OC show and tell, can I introduce you to these beautiful young ladies???

Her name is Gina Sasaki, and she belongs in the DR2 timeline. She's basically a Makoto and Sonia lovechild. Aka, the daughter of all precious cinnamon rolls. Her mother is Japanese, but her father is Spanish. She was the result of a hookup when her mother was traveling to Spain, and because her mother didn't know she got pregnant after she flew back home, Gina never met her father

She's the ultimate philanthropist/humanitarian. Because of her talent, she is deemed as very caring, kind-hearted, mature, and loving. She is very popular with the elementary section of Hope Peak's, and some of the kids even say she's exactly like a mother. She's willing to help anyone, even total strangers. When I say anyone, I mean A N Y O N E

A serial killer can literally ask her to help him hide the body and she'll agree :)

Because of her overly helpful nature, she is seen as a pushover a lot and very weak at saying 'no'. Hiyoko LOVES to use her to her advantage, but Mahiru will scold her. Mahiru also warns Gina about saying yes all the time and not to be too naive. But Gina brushes it off and goes about her happy-go-lucky way. She's very friendly with Sonia and considers her, her best friend

One time, Akane and Nekamaru asked her to help them train, which (Of course) She agreed to. She just...didn't expect to be used as a barbell for their resistance training

I also made her Nagito's girlfriend, since her talent is literally spreading hope to the world and he absolutely ADORES that! He is always bragging about his literal 'angel of hope' to his classmates

Annnnndddddd~

Yukari Kitagawa! Born into a rich family, she was never close with her parents. Her mother is Russian and doesn't even live with her and her father. Yukari's mother handles the family business back in Moscow. As for Yukari's father, that asshole is an abusive man and hates Yukari. She was never allowed a 'childhood' and always wanted to live up to being a 'perfect lady' that would take over the family business one day. But Yukari had other dreams that were, sadly, crushed by her father

Chess was her only source of entertainment that her father allowed her to play. Her comfort. Because of this, she attended Hope's Peak as the Ultimate Chess Master! She is in the DRV3 universe. At first glance, she comes off as a shy, polite, and quiet girl. A woman with a few words, she's a lot like Maki. Not very quick to warm up to and keeping to herself. But unlike Maki, Yukari doesn't brush people off or have a cold attitude towards others. As said before, she's very polite and nice when she is spoken to. But only if someone else starts to conversation

When you DO manage to break through her walls and become her friend, oh boy.....prepare yourself for crackhead energy

When Yukari is with her friends, her personality does a complete 180 and she becomes Kokichi 2.0. Yukari gets all rowdy, loud, and haughty. She reveals that she boasts about herself A LOT and has a very cocky attitude. She loves to call herself "Ore-sama" or "The awesome me" and has a lot of self confidence. She also expresses her love for partying, traveling, and taking long walks, trying new things that catches her eye. She can get a bit annoying at points, making her friend sometimes question if it was a good idea to get so close to her

Nevertheless, she's a very fun person to be around and even though she stresses her crackhead energy several times throughout the day, she loves and cares deeply for her friends and will do anything to keep them happy and safe. I made her Kokichi's girlfriend since I felt like they would make one HELL of a power couple. Kaede even thinks they're cute :)

One time Yukari offered Maki to a game of chess. This is how the conversation went:

Yukari: Maki!!!! You wanna play a game of chess with me?

Maki: No

Yukari: Please?

Maki: No

Yukari: Please?

Maki: No

Yukari: Please?

Maki: Do you want to die?

Yukari: *smiles* No, but thanks for the offer

Annnddd....yeah! That's them :)

I REMEMBER THEM FROM YOUR OC FEST :DDDDDD

I LOVE YUKARI SO MUCH MAN LIKE I JUST- I LOVE THE PERSONALITY 180 LMAO. YOU CANT TELL ME KOKICHI WOULDNT TALK A LOT OF SHIT ABOUT HER FATHER THOUGH

AND GINA!!! A LITERAL ANGEL! YOU'RE SO RIGHT ABOUT HER BEING MAKOTO AND SONIA REINCARNATED BSJSBDHSH

I CANT THEYRE BOTH AMAZING! - MOD IBUKI

[angrylizardjacket]

when i said it i thought it was true [1] {Ben Hardy}

Anon asked: could you do an imagine where ben is the reader’s ex and they are somehow working together on the set of bo rhap and they fall in love all over again ☺️ could you make it angst-y and then end with fluff? i love your writing so much!!

Anon asked: could you do an imagine where the reader is in bo rhap, maybe playing as one of roger’s gfs or something and she kind of falls in love with ben while filming the scenes with him as roger 💖 very fluffy pls :D

A/N: 3124 words. Super AU version of BoRhap being filmed in the fic. There’s gonna be another part, that will fill the prompts better. This might end up being a series. I hope you enjoy. Feedback would be nice.

When your manager rings you, telling you that you’d landed a part in the Queen Biopic Bohemian Rhapsody, you were elated. Freddie Mercury was a bit of a personal hero of yours, and to be a part of his story on the big screen, it was sort of a dream come true. 

In your first meeting, you sign a nondisclosure agreement, and you’re given the latest draft of the script to start learning, as well as a character brief. The script calls your character ‘Amanda’, the girlfriend of Roger Taylor who he eventually realises he wants to settle down with. You’d seen pictures of young Roger Taylor, you wouldn’t lie, you were excited for the role. Honestly, even today he was still quite a fox.

The point is, you were excited to have a fun time on set with a pretty blonde, make some new connections, and earn some good money. Some really good money.

The other shoe drops when you’re flicking through Instagram, and one of the stan accounts you follow has posted a leaked screenshot of the proposed cast list, and there’s your name, right beside the name of the last person you wanted to pretend to be in love with. Ben Hardy; pretty blonde extraordinaire, and your ex-boyfriend.

The table read is... awkward. 

The two of you are sat next to each other, and barely spoke two words to each other. You feel unprofessional the whole time, but you’d rather be anywhere else in the world, and the delivery of some of your lines falls a little flat. The director casts a concerned look between yourself and Ben as you rattle of what’s meant to be banter like you’re reading the news paper.

“They’ve got no damn chemistry; it’s like watching a celebrity divorce hearing.” When the Director vents to one of the producers in the hall outside after the reading, you manage to catch it where you’re just about to come out of the bathroom.

“They’ll be better on set, I promise, it’s just jitters.” She tries to soothe his nerves, and they’re off soon after, and you’re left with a cold, sinking sensation in your stomach.

“You’re Y/N, aren’t you? How are you finding the set?” The guy who greets you on your first day on the Eastenders set smiles with such casual ease it feels like you’ve known him for a while, instead of having just met him.

“Yeah, that’s me.” You agree with a quick nod, rocking back on your heels as you gaze around the space, trying not to look at him for too long. “It’s a bit overwhelming.” Actually, what’s overwhelming is that he’s talking to you. He’s Ben fucking Hardy, pretty-boy on the soap-opera scene, and he’s talking to you on your first day.

“Yeah, you’ll be right though; if you need any help or anything, just give us a yell, yeah?” And you realise he probably doesn’t know who you’re playing, or how you’re involved in that Season’s arc, but you certainly did.

“I didn’t know you could play drums.” You’re trying to be casual when you say it, but you see Ben tense where he’s sitting on a sofa in the rehearsal room, script and pencil in hand.

“I can now, that’s all that really matters.” He’s giving off such strong ‘please leave me alone’ vibes that it almost hurts, and you have to push through the knot in your stomach and sit down next to him.

“Ben, we need to at least be civil.” You say quietly, and he looks at you, expression a little forlorn.

“Y/N, we are civil, and we’ve done this before. Let’s just keep it professional, okay?” His tone leaves little room for argument, and you nod in agreement with a small smile, and pull out your phone, waiting for the rehearsal director.

“Hey there, baby, I don’t think I’ve seen you around here; I know I’d recognise your face.” You purr, running your hand delicately over the collar of Ben’s shirt, as his eyes widened and he spluttered to form a sentence, just as the script had told him to. 

Your character was more a plot device than anything, when Ben’s character is at a low point, his main romance is on a break, and he meets you, a temptress in all black. Your job is to give his character a realisation, he starts as your cocaine dealer when his supplier can’t make the drop, and he falls for you. Depending on the audience reaction, you knew the producers were waiting to see if they kill you off or have you recover from your addiction. The point is, your fate’s uncertain at the end of the Season, and Ben’s character realises he has to get out of the drug trade.

“I’ve got something for you, from Oskar. Can we go somewhere more private?” When he speaks, it’s with surprising confidence, and he steps up from the bar stool and into your space, smiling as your face lights up. The director calls cut after a moment, and you step back, smile sliding to something genuine as an assistant comes in and straightens your loose, black silk shirt, and they reset the shot for a new take.

“Ben, could you try less flustered? You’re here to deliver drugs, you’re not a schoolboy.” The director’s voice was kind as she came up to the two of you, and Ben agreed easily before she turned to you. “Great job, Y/N, don’t be afraid to be more even more forward, if you feel it.” As soon as you nod in understanding, she absconds, and you half laugh.

“If I was any more forward I’d be in your lap.” You snickered, voice quiet as you dipped your head to hide how you were faintly flustered. Ben was quiet, just watching you for a moment, but before you noticed, the director called for everyone to standby.

“I’m after Maggie, do you know where I could find her?” Ben starts as soon as the cameras start rolling, brow furrowed as he leans across the bar to speak to the bartender, and that’s your cue to enter the scene.

“Hey there, baby, I don’t think I’ve seen you around here; I know I’d recognise your face.” And when you say it this time, he smirks back at you, a little cocky, and you can feel the way it makes your heart flutter and you know it’s not as fake as it should be.

Before filming even starts, the producers have essentially forced you and Ben into bonding sessions which, if this were several years ago, would have just been dates. Now they’re awkward and tense, and you tend to bring heavily highlighted scripts.

“I saw you in that Wes Anderson movie last year. It was a really good performance, one of your best.” He offers over coffee. The idea that he’d kept up with enough of your work to label one ‘your best’ has you a little shocked, and something in your heart warms as you thank him softly.

It’s gotten easier to hang around with him, and it’s even easier to pretend to be in love with him in rehearsals. It’s like riding a bike, how easy it is to let yourself smile and lean into him, to let the banter flow easily between the two of you, fond jabs that edge on insulting coming as easily as breathing.

Joe mentions that he thought the two of you worked together before, and when you reply that you’d dated for almost a year, he goes very quiet, eyes going wide. After a beat, he admits it explains a lot.

“X-Men did you real dirty.” You’re half paying attention to an interview with Roger Taylor that the two of you had been instructed to watch together. You’re both in his trailer, sitting on opposite ends of the sofa as you watch in almost complete silence.

“What?” He asks, after a beat, your words having taken a moment to process.

“Killing you off like that; they could have gotten so much mileage out of your character.” The way you say it is far too well thought out to be an idle thought. Ben smirked.

“You just liked the leather pants.” He muttered, but you’re silence is answer enough. You know he sees your embarrassed smile, but you can’t bring yourself to deny it.

“Hey, do you wanna grab a drink after and go through notes and blocking and stuff?” You’re shooting your third episode, and you’re far more comfortable on set by now. Agreeing easily, you let Ben drive the two of you to what he claims is the best pub in town, and you sit in one of the more secluded booths to talk.

It turns out he’s just as much a fan of you as you are of him; you’re known more for your bit-parts in long-running series, it seems like the only show you hadn’t been a part of so far had been Eastenders, it was only a matter of time. It’s an innocent night, true to his word, all you do is talk, and discuss the script. There is one part of the upcoming script that has you a bit nervous. 

“Listen, honestly just go for it; it’s not meant to be sweet or anything, I’m literally taking coke from you.” You tell him, fidgeting, and he’s hums thoughtfully.

“You sure? We can talk to the director, I’m sure-” He offers, but you laugh to hide your nervousness.

“Nah, let’s knock it out of the park, the script says go for it so just go for it.” You assured him, heart rate already quickening at the mere thought of it. 

The next day, before the scene, the director comes over to talk you through it, making sure that if anything becomes uncomfortable, that you can talk to her. Both you and Ben assure her that it’s fine.

“You’re far too cute for this line of work.” You say as you hold a baggie of “cocaine” up to the light, smile playing on your lips.

“Cute? Ouch, you really know how to wound a man, you know.” He says, leaning back against the sofa in the hallway of the grubby hotel your character was staying in. He’s watching you with interest, small smile playing on his lips.

“Cute’s not a bad thing, baby, but you look like you should be making coffees or playing football in the sun, not here, not with me.” And you tap out a little of the powder onto your hand, pretending to snort it before you turn to him, his expression dark and hungry, and he kisses you, aggressive, almost desperate, and you lean into it, almost forget you’re playing a role with his hand on the back of your neck. When he lets go, when he pulls away, your eyes are still closed and you chase his lips for a moment. Eyes flickering open, you see him smirking down at you where he’s standing, and you both know it wasn’t entirely acting.

“You don’t know anything about me.” He growls, and you know you have to smile like you’re into it, like it’s a challenge, but instead, you duck your gaze, giving a small laugh and wiping at the nostril you’d just “snorted cocaine” through, before looking up at him through your eyelashes.

They call cut, and the director announces, almost a little awed, that she’s pretty sure they got the the take, actually says she’s not sure if she could getting a better take if they tried again. Ben seems far too pleased with himself. 

“They want us to tell the public we’re together.” You’re resting your head on Ben’s chest laying at the back of the tour-bus set, and his hand is resting on your waist, which is bare for the crop top and booty shorts they’ve put you in.

“Yeah, I heard.” He replies, voice equally quiet. “I think we’ve got a meeting about it tomorrow morning.” Gwil and Rami are actually playing scrabble at the front of the bus, and Joe is talking to Singer, the director.

“It’s a bad idea.” You’re so frank that you feel Ben freeze, and you heave a sigh. “It’s good for the movie, but Ben...” You trail off, and you feel it when he forces himself to relax. “It wouldn’t be real, it would just be weird.”

“Y/N, we’re actors.” He says very pointedly, and when you turn, resting your chin on his chest, he looks tired, a little exasperated. “It’s just a business deal.” He assured, and you let out a low, thoughtful grumble. 

“We’ll discuss it tomorrow.” You allow, and he nods once, shifting to a more comfortable position, and you go back to resting your head on his chest, eyes fluttering closed as Singer called for the shot to be reset and a bunch of people came and straightened your clothes, and touched up your makeup, all without you having to move much.

You agree to the terms set forth in the meeting easily, the story being that your relationship rekindled on set, and that you were now madly in love, mirroring the relationship you were portraying on screen.

“Wait, does that mean-?” Ben leans forward in his chair, with his heart in his throat as he followed their logic, thinking through the plot of the movie. “Like engaged?” He asked.

“Seems a bit fast.” You agreed, voice level enough that someone might mistake you for calm rather than internally freaking out, and your managers shared a look.

“There will be a public proposal during or after the world premiere, that’s up to you both, and after the movie is out on DVD, you can go your separate ways.” They assured, but your mouth fell open.

“You know he left me for X-Men, right?” You splutter, and Ben’s eyes widen as he turns to you with a scoff.

“You’re the one who said the distance was too much for us while I was in Cairo.” He snapped, and you threw your hands in the air.

“I was offering to come and stay with you instead, but you said you were too busy!” That was enough to shut him up, his mouth snapping closed as he turned away sharply, huffing out a resigned sigh.

“We have a few brands and restaurants who are interested in sponsoring, and the producers are willing to increase both your salaries if you go through with it for the full duration.” Your manager informed you both carefully, and you and Ben shared a resigned look.

“Fake intend to marry me for like three months?” He asked, voice low and bitter, and after heaving a long sigh, you look to your managers,

“Fine.”

“I think I love you.” Ben’s character shows up at your character’s door, and you open it in a silk robe. 

“Hello to you too.” You laughed, but he’s so serious, so sincere, and when he doesn’t flinch, doesn’t offer anything else, you step up to him, pressing your lips to his, and he wraps his arms around you, hands sliding against the silk over your hips, and you pull back.

“You’re too sweet for me, baby,” voice so low it’s barely a whisper, he’s the one who chases your lips this time, but your catch his chin, and his eyes open. 

“You’re high.” He says softly, voice raw and a little desperate.

“And you’re my dealer.” You push him back gently, going to close the door and his expression turns angry.

“That doesn’t mean anything; I love you, Maggie.” His words hang heavily in the air, but before you can respond, they call for cut. You’re told to play it more like it hurts to try and turn him down, and you agree, smiling and nodding all the while. Everyone sets up for another take and you close the door.

When you kiss him this time, his hands are holding your face, and you’ve got your arms around his neck, and it’s like the world falls away from around you. It’s not acting now, hasn’t been for weeks, almost months now, not since he’d asked you out officially. Every time you kiss him you’re desperate to drown in his embrace, and he kisses you like it’s just the two of you, no cameras, no scripts.

“You’re-” and he cuts you off with another quick kiss, which has you laughing a little sadly, “Peter you’re too sweet for me.” He rests his forehead against yours, heaving a sigh.

“I know you’re high.” He says gently, and you don’t push him away this time, just lean back, your finger lifting his chin.

“And you’re my dealer.” You tell him, expression falling.

“That doesn’t mean anything, that doesn’t matter; I love you.” And you know that in that moment, the words mean so much more than the script, than these characters, than the show; he loves you. Ben loves you.

You avoid him, outside of filming, until you actually get a call from your manager telling you you’re contractually obligated to be seen in public together at least once a week. Even while filming you’re short with him, and he’s quick to get away from you the moment he doesn’t need to be around you, which was getting to be pretty bad, seeing as how you had been blocking a sex scene.

After the call, you and Ben get a drink. It’s awkward at first, though that’s unsurprising. After a long sip of his beer, he pats his thighs where he’s sitting in the armchair across from you. You make a face at him, shaking your head. 

“It’ll look less suspicious than if we’re shouting at each other across the table.” He hissed, and you groaned, obliging and crossing to sit yourself in his lap. He’s warm and secure, and he wraps his arm around you like it’s second nature. “Let’s not make this weird.” He said gently, and you nod.

“As for tomorrow’s shoot,” you said softly, leaning in to make sure no-one else heard, and he nodded, humming softly, “we’re professionals, and,” after a beat you cleared your throat pointedly, “it’s not like we haven’t done it before.”

“Not in front of a camera crew we haven’t.” Ben says with a smirk, and you snicker in agreement. “It’s gonna go fine; this is all gonna go fine, I promise.” And when you raise your eyebrows at him in surprised question, he just laughs softly, and brings you in for a chaste kiss. “It’s only until the DVD’s released.” He assures you, and you let your expression fall, already weary.

“Ben, that’s over a year away.”

[thebeethathums]

Observers - 30

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Warnings: Panic attack

Sherlock knelt in front of you after sending Lestrade to get you water, keeping his voice low and soft, “(F/n)…” You looked up at him, your breathing painfully short, and he calmly locked his eyes with yours, “I need you to take some deep breaths, (F/n).” Nodding, you attempted to take a deeper breath and ended up hiccuping, frustrated tears escaping down your cheeks. He pursed his lips worriedly and reached to wipe them away but you pulled back from him shaking your head violently. He looked hurt and, immediately regretting the reaction, you quickly reassured him, reaching to take his hand. He wove his fingers between yours and sandwiched your hand between both of his, “You need to breathe, (F/n).” You gave him a look that said you were trying and he felt lost. He didn’t know what he should do, logically he should be getting you to slow your breathing as he was sure you would soon pass out if you didn’t but nothing he was doing was helping. Even with your hand warmly sandwiched between his your breathing was still short and gasp-like. Resorting to the only thing he could think of that might help, he pulled out his phone, keeping one hand wrapped snuggly around yours, and called John. He didn’t bother to greet him when he picked up, getting straight to the point, “Has (F/n) ever had a panic attack before?”

“What? Not that I know of… Sherlock, what’s going on?”

“How do you calm her when she’s upset?” “Sherlock, what-“ “Answer the question, John.” There was a short silence as he thought and then answered, “Drawing. Drawing always-“ Sherlock hung up on John and released your hand to quickly pull your sketchbook out of your bag, pushing it into your hands as he searched for a writing utensil, which you shakily accepted when he held it out to you. He let out a small sigh of relief when the effect was almost instantaneous, as soon as the pen hit the paper your breathing slowed and you stopped crying. After watching you for a moment to be sure, he placed a hand on top of your bent head, “(F/n), I’m going to go talk to Lestrade.” You nodded without looking up or stopping and he stood, leaving you to hiccup as you scribbled away. The detective inspector had his eyes locked on you as Sherlock approached him, waiting until he was close enough to flatly state, “John’s going to kill you.” “At least you won't need me to solve my own murder,” Sherlock offered cheekily and Lestrade gave him a look that said that’s-not-funny-you-twat before wrapping up a few things for the case. “Sherlock…” your voice was hoarse and barely audible but as always he heard, snapping around to answer you. You had stopped drawing and uncurled yourself to sit cross-legged. You beckoned for him to come closer and he did, crouching in front of you only to have you flick his nose, “You idiot. John’s never going to let me go anywhere with you now.” He raised one corner of his mouth and let out a short chuckle as Lestrade tried to stifle a laugh in the background, “He’s not going to have much of a choice if I bring you anyways.” 

"And if I refuse?"

"You won't." You gave him a tired grin, “Cocky as usual.” “I prefer confident.” “And yet it still remains cocky. Funny how that works isn’t it?” You took his hand when he offered it, letting him pull you up from the ground before running a hand down your face and pulling your phone out to call John. It didn’t even finish the first ring before his voice came through the receiver, “Squeak? What the bloody hell is going on? Are you alright?” You chuckled, “I’m fine, John. Sherlock was just being Sherlock.” “So… nothing’s wrong? Why does your voice sound hoarse? You haven’t been crying, have you? I’m gonna kill that arsehole if he-“ “He didn’t John, it’s just late and I need a good cup of tea... Though you are welcome to punch him for being obnoxiously difficult when you get home. Now stop being such a worrywart. It isn’t good for you, remember?” Sherlock raised an eyebrow at you for this to which you simply gave him a you-know-what-you-did look as John fretted, “Are you sure? I can come home tomorrow if you need me.” You pressed a hand to your forehead and groaned, “I’m an adult, John, I don’t need you running home to take care of me. Besides, you’ll be back the day after tomorrow anyway. Quit fretting and enjoy yourself.” He begrudgingly agreed and you hung up the phone, looking over at the two of them, “This stays here -between the three of us- not a word to John or you’ll have two angry Watsons on your hands and I can tell you it won’t be pretty.” Lestrade nodded and you raised an eyebrow at Sherlock who in turn nodded as well, “Good, now that we are all on the same page. Sherlock, can you finish up here on your own without getting into any trouble? It’s bloody freezing and I have work in the morning.” “You can paint whenever and you should have brought a coat.” You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, “Just so you know that sounded a lot like ‘punch me in the face’ to me so I’m going to say this very slowly and hope that somehow it gets through your brilliantly ignorant skull.” Your face was entirely unamused as you slowly spelled it out for him, keeping your eyes closed so you wouldn’t either hit him or give in to his adorably confused face, “When I said I had work I didn’t mean painting, which you already knew, and the reason I don’t have a bloody coat is because you yanked me out of my flat as I was putting it on and I dropped it.” As you finished, there was a warm weight on your shoulders, causing you to open your eyes to find his long coat wrapped around your frame. You ran your hands down your face as the anger from just moments before quickly dissolved, letting out a heavy sigh, “Damn it, Sherlock… What am I going to do with you…” He gave you a cheeky smirk, “You’re going to make me tea.” You couldn’t help but laugh before grabbing his arm and tugging him over to call a taxi, yelling over your shoulder, “I’m sure we’ll be seeing you, Lestrade.”

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[trulymadlysydney]

I’m curious as to why you’d picked any of the songs you picked for gemini! Not disappointed some just never even registered as a “Gemini-esque” song!

Hiiiii! Okay, so @emotionally-imbruised and I have consulted our notes, and here was our reasoning.

Another World: we chose that one because we think Gemini’s have a bit of a.... not cocky, but smugness about them? Like they KNOW that if you can just work things out, they’ll take you to another world. Plus, “I’m just trying to read the signals I’m receiving,” (since Gemini’s are the MASTERS of overthinking and trying to read signals) and, “words will be just words till you bring them to life” (since Gemini’s are the best communicators— even overly so— but they’re also all about backing up what they say with their actions, and they expect the same from you) AND “Baby let me find out your secret, just let me in and let me show you that I keep it” (Communication, communication, communication. They feel validated through communication and when you confide in them)

Change My Mind: Like I said, Gemini’s are the BIGGEST overthinkers. “Are we friends or are we more?” They want you to want them, and they’re the type of people who would say something like “well I’m not gonna wait around for you until you want me” and then end up waiting around until you want them. 😂😂 So that’s kind of what we thought this song was conveying. Like “okaaaaay I’m going now..... but if you want me to stay I’ll change my mind! It’s up to YOU! It’s on you to decide if we’re friends or more!” Theyre always there for you, waiting for you to need them, even if you don’t realize it.

Does He Know: This one is also all about that smugness that we mentioned. Gemini’s have this effect where you end up closer to them than you even thought you would be, so they would definitely be the people you’d confide in about relationship problems, PLUS they’re very observant of people they’re interested in! (So like, by this point they’ve figured out the “secret” mentioned in Another World. Lolol) They remember all the little details like that. So we figured this song was Big Gemini Energy, like “Does your boyfriend know all the things that I know about you? Does he know you as well as I do? Do you REALLY want to be with him over me?” Geminis can be flirty, and this is a flirty song!

No Control: Hooo boy. We literally like, the second we heard this one, we both immediately said “Gemini.” There’s no denying this is a sexual song, and Geminis can be surprisingly sexual when/if they want to be. Geminis would be the type of people to wake up next to you and just want to go for it right away, just fully giving themselves to you and immersing themselves in you. “Her perfumes holdin me ransom, sweet and sour heart devoured, lying here I count the hours.” We felt that was just kinda self explanatory for Geminis!

Perfect: And once again, there’s that smugness! All air signs have it and can easily tap into it if they want to, but we think it comes most naturally to Gemini even if they don’t realize it. Geminis are fun and spontaneous, even a little impulsive, so if you’re looking for someone to have secret little rendezvous and cause trouble up in hotel rooms with, its Gemini. This song, to us, says “I can’t promise you all that much, but I can promise we’re gonna have a lot of fun if you end up picking me” which is very Gemini! The line “I can be the one you love from time to time” also screams Gemini, because they for some reason tend to find themselves in situations like that, where maybe one or both of you can’t seem to get your shit together and even though you know you’d be good together, something always ends up coming between you. Plus, you can’t tell us the line about breakup songs isn’t very much snarky Gemini energy!!

[lenin-it-to-win-it]

does anyone wanna see my poto high school debate au shit?? no? well here it is anyway!

from left to right: the daroga, carlotta, and piangi 

carlotta and piangi are debate partners and they’re dating which is usually Not A Great Idea but they make it work

carlotta definitely insists that they wear matching outfits to every tournament and piangi is more than happy to go along with it

carlotta’s the team captain despite everyone (justifiably) thinking shes a huge bitch because she wins all her events almost all of the time

the daroga’s carlotta’s co-captain, meaning he does pretty much all of the actual work, hes smart, competent, and also NOT a huge bitch which is very rare in the debate community

carlotta has started SEVERAL fights with girls from opposing debate teams because they made eye contact with piangi during a debate round which CLEARY means theyre trying to steal her mans 

everyone who does debate has had a crush on the daroga at some point

from left to right: erik (duh), phillipe, and la sorelli 

erik, as indicated by the arrow pointing at him, is a shady transfer student who is Very Mysterious to everyone except the daroga, who went to the same middle school as erik and has seen him cry Several Times 

phillipe is a cocky asshole whos cockiness is only rivaled by how infuriatingly good at his events he is, and his smug handsome libertarian asshole face is a tormenting presence in the thirsty minds of Many debaters 

la sorelli (whomst is definitely about to grab phillipes ass in the picture) only does drama events and pretty much only joined so she would have an excuse to make out with phillipe at tournaments 

no one knows why erik joined debate because he seemingly never shows up to practice... or DOES he??? 

while erik might not be visible, he still manages to be a huge fucking nuisance and is constantly playing mean pranks on his teammates, though he tends not to mess with carlotta as much after the time he hid a toad in her evidence box and she kicked his ass in front of the whole team 

phillipe is constantly on raouls ass about upholding the de Chagny Debate LegacyTM and gets upset with him for mooning over christine when he should be MEMORIZING HIS SPEECHES DAMN IT

erik occasionally drags christine away from practices into his “lair” (some shitty broom closet) where he makes her practice speeches and shit and tries to seduce her into becoming his debate partner

christine and raoul (babbies!!!)

christine and raoul arent dating because christine thinks it would be awkward since they’re debate partners but theyre both obviously crushing on eachother 

christine is naturally very shy and joined the debate team because she thought it would help her learn to be more confident 

raoul prefers drama events over debate but he works hard at all his events to impress christine (she’s Always impressed by raoul anyway bc hes adorable but shh) and his family, especially phillipe 

christine looks up to all the upper classmen debaters but ESPECIALLY erik whos very talented (when hes not too busy being a fuckbag dipshit) and always VERY eager to help her during practices 

raouls jealous of how much christine seems to look up to erik and he also doesn’t get it bc yeah eriks good at his events and all but if she wants a talented older debate boy to thirst over?? the daroga’s RIGHT THERE???? 

meg and little jammes 

(yes jammes just looks like a less shady version of meg dont @ me, i was too lazy to see if shes described in the book or not so this is what you get)

meg loves doing debate because shes loud and passionate and has a Lot of opinions 

jammes only goes to practice like, once a week and just spends the whole time distracting meg 

meg is very Suspicious of how much time erik spends with christine and has told christine multiple times that she’ll gladly kick eriks ass if she asks her to 

if erik tries to sit next to christine during practice she’ll shove a chair between them and yell “LEAVE ROOM FOR JESUS”

meg and jammes do panto with la sorelli and its the highlight of their little gay lives