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scorpiomoon-444 · 2 years ago

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omatikaya!reader (19) x neteyam (19) v. aonung (19)

summary: in which reader follows the Sullys to adapt to the Metkayina lifestyle in Jake Sully’s hopes of keeping his family safe.

aged-up!neteyam pic/s creds to @cinetrix ! (fr doing god’s work)🫶🏼

ary’tanika (reader) x neteyam v. ao’nung

PSA: i won’t be giving much detail about the characters yet bc i personally love the element of surprise--i’ll let y’all figure it out as you read and as i release more parts :) the characters will be aged up. as for the reader (y/n), the name ary’tanika is y/n’s na’vi name (stay tuned for more on that). like i mentioned, more details coming soon <3 hope you all look forward to it :) ! (this is my first fic so please be patient and give it lots of love🙏)

*Ary - pronounced ‘Ah-ri’ short for Ary’tanika

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“So..?” Ao’nung asks curiously. “Are you gonna sit, or just stand there all day?” He cocks an eyebrow at you in judgement, but his voice welcomes a flirty tone, a small smirk dancing at the corners of his lips as he looks up at you with a playful glance.

“Fine. I’ll sit next to you,” You decide, a glint of mischief in your eyes, slightly picking up on his energy. His tail wags softly in anticipation—though he doesn’t think you notice—as he makes some room for you to sit down. His ears subtly perk up as he waits, before you take a seat on the sand beside him.

“Are you, possibly, a bit nervous?” He teases, a soft smirk playing on his lips, before his eyes wander to the nearby ocean. There it is. Ao’nung seems to have a very playful demeanor when it comes to you, contrary to your family friends, the fellow Omaticaya.

“Or maybe I’m just imagining things…” he finishes with a chuckle, his ears perking up as he glances at you from the side.

You let out a breathy laugh, “And exactly what about me helped put that idea in your head?” You raise a brow at him, leaning back on the palms of your hands.

“Well, I’d think anyone would be nervous sitting next to me,” He replies with a soft chuckle and teasing grin. “What’s the real answer?” Ao’nung asks playfully. “And don’t lie to me,” He warns with a small smirk, “I can read minds.” His gaze meets yours, before his eyes trail down the rest of your figure.

“Is it something more, maybe...?” He adds with a grin, his ears perking up as he leans in closer. “That’s if my intuition is right,” He pauses, placing a hand on his chest, “which it always is.”

You can’t help the amused smile on your lips at his words. “You’re seemingly confident,” You chuckle at his cocky demeanor—nothing he hasn’t shown you. “If you could read minds…” You tease, “Tell me what I’m thinking, then. Right now.”

Ao’nung is amused by your playful banter and smirks at your demand.

“How about, you’ve got the hots for me, is that about right?” He asks cheekily, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he meets yours. “Or perhaps something else?... Does that answer your question,” He pauses for a mere second, “...Little one?”

His words bring you back to the events from just the other day, his tail brushing gently against your leg, a playful twinkle in his eyes.

Your eyes widen and ears perk up slightly at the sudden contact of his skin on yours.

“Now you know why I think you’re nervous…” He chuckles softly to himself as you react in surprise, a playful grin forming on his face—seemingly content with the effect his subtle touch has on you.

It takes you a small moment to compose yourself before speaking again. "Wrong...” You begin, brushing him off. “Let's not get cocky, Ao'nung," You tease, tilting your head in a playful manner with a subtle expression of mischief.

“Doesn’t count if I’m only being honest,” He says confidently, before slowly bringing his lips close to your ear, “and I think you know that,” He mutters in a soft, low tone.

His voice alone sends chills down your spine, but you ignore and shake off the feeling it brings. “I’ll prove it,” You try to say nonchalantly, with daring eyes.

Ao’nung grins even more and raises his eyebrows, ears twitching with anticipation. “Oh?” He hums, amused by your provocation. “Is that a challenge?”

“All I’m saying is... I think you may be a little confused,” You pause—shifting your weight in the sand to face him completely—before leaning closer to him. “It’s you whose got the hots for me,” You say softly. “Or like you said... perhaps, something more?” You raise a brow at him.

Just then, Neteyam, comes into sight. You take notice of his approach from the corner of your eye and take this as a cue to dismiss yourself.

“Is that so?” Ao’nung chuckles, his voice low and rough as his eyes narrow lightly on yours. “And do you have any proof of this… obsession of mine?” His lips twitch into another smirk, and this time he shifts a little closer, his expression unreadable. But his eyes—those pale orbs of aquamarine—hold a hint of a challenge. A hint of a game they’re playing, like they’re waiting for you to step up.

Just the idea of it gets his heart racing.

You simply grin at him kindly and stand from previously laying on the sand beside Ao’nung, your tail slowly caressing his arm as you turn on your heels to face him. You almost miss the subtle wag of his tail at the abrupt contact of skin.

"I should get going," You say dismissively, looking down at his figure on the sand.

“Is it too much..?” He asks slowly, all while his tail brushes gently against your leg, attentive to any reaction you might have to him.

"So considerate of you to ask..." You tease with a pout and a shake of your head. “But you should know,” You tell him, “too much is never enough.”

His eyes shine with amusement, and your soft gaze meets his, a smirk spreading on his face. “We’ll see about that.”

You raise an eyebrow at his cocky attitude. "Maybe we will. Or maybe not." You shrug derisively at his challenge, clearly confident in your anticipated victory.

"Ary!" Neteyam calls for you from afar.

"That's me,” You tell Ao’nung, excusing yourself as you turn on your heels to head in Neteyam’s direction. You look over your shoulder one last time as you walk away, “Don't miss me while I’m gone, Ao'nung," You tease.

He lets out a chuckle, a grin slipping across his lips, sharp white teeth baring, his voice a low rumble with subtle sarcasm. "I won't miss you...at all.” His words only serve to make his smirk grow even wider. He stands up as well—his tail wrapping around yours to take ahold of, before he pulls you back into his chest in an embrace. “Hope I don’t take up too many of your thoughts, little one,” He purrs into your ear.

Neteyam spots you and Ao'nung speaking alone by the beach. He observes from afar, noticing the way his tail brushes against your leg, or yours against his arm. He consistently turns a blind eye to the reason behind his muscles tensing up at the sight ahead of him.

It’s initially because you confide too much in your friendship with him that it’s an idea he doesn’t even consider pursuing, as it could potentially jeopardize your friendship. A friendship developed years ago that—for some time, now—has been what’s grounded both of you in times of distress. You have always been best friends. Neteyam contemplated quite some time about being honest with you about this, but with the Sky People hunting his family, things got so very a little complicated, so he settled for a choice where you’d be safest. He thinks it’s best to keep things as they are—as best friends. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Nontheless, the sight in front of him makes him feel ways he typically doesn’t feel. He’s bothered. But seemingly more frustrated—more so with himself.

Not that he initially would, but Neteyam understands he can’t make a scene. Despite how badly he hated the idea of you and Ao’nung. Especially not with the son and heir of the Metkayina Chief. Though, Lo’ak had a different plan for him waiting to happen later that day.

"Ary!" Neteyam calls for you.

You break from Ao’nung’s embrace, his slightly larger tail keeping its hold on yours.

Your heart leaps at the sight of Neteyam approaching. You almost miss the subtle flash of anger in his gaze as he watches you two. He gives you a smile, though it doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Hey,” Neteyam says loudly, his voice warm, though slightly strained. If you didn’t know him so well, you would have missed the slight variance in his voice.

"Neteyam," You acknowledge him with a soft tone, giving him a warm, earnest smile, genuinely happy to see him.

The rage he feels building up under the surface instantly dissipates at the tone of your voice and gentle expression. Though, his eyes jump between you, Ao’nung, and your intertwined tails.

The flash of jealousy comes and goes quickly when he catches the way Ao’nung had you wrapped in an embrace from behind, only a couple seconds prior. The tension in his muscles are still there, but he recovers his composure, and you hear his voice—it’s soft, like usual. “What are the two of you up to?”

"Ary was just telling me how nervous I make her," Ao'nung teases you, a glint of mischief in his eyes, to which you roll your eyes.

Your peeved demeanor gives Neteyam a little reassurance. Still, he can't help but notice the way your tail’s wrapped around Ao’nung’s. Technically, it’s his wrapped around yours. Neteyam habitually avails himself with equanimity in difficult situations, usually reserved, not often letting his emotions determine his actions. Except, he can’t help the way he’s so bothered at the way Ao'nung's eyes rake you.

Neteyam nods, a smile on his face. “I’m not sure you’re aware of the difference between nervous and scared,” He replies, attempting to conceal his true feelings with sarcasm. He tries to seem unaffected, so hard that he actually manages to maintain a pretty natural demeanor. You can almost miss the brief flash of anger that’s flitting across his eyes before he catches it—before the feelings of tension and jealousy are gone.

"I’m not interrupting something.. am I?" Neteyam asks, his eyes darting back and forth between you and Ao'nung. He’s always been very attentive—observant eyes watching closely and ears listening carefully. Constantly giving close and thoughtful attention to the behaviors, expressions, and intentions of those around him. It is this observant, leader-like quality that differentiates him from others—he always takes care of things with persistence, and will take notice of very subtle changes.

"No," You almost stammer, retracting your tail from Ao'nung's, before averting your gaze to the beach, afraid Neteyam would take one look into your eyes and see right through your lie. Which, to be fair, isn’t a lie.

Not a big lie, anyway.

There are no feelings involved when it comes to Ao’nung. But there definitely was something going on between the two of you.

Tension. That’s it.

You and Neteyam are far from ever becoming mates, and you have both proven this to one another numerous times through reoccurring events. Back home, you were well aware Neteyam invested time into seeing other Na’vi, just as you did. For the fun of it. Though, neither of you really had too much time on your hands as you constantly spent your time training together, and when you weren’t, you were busy foraging for plants and herbs with Kiri.

Still... Why does it feel any different if it’s Ao’nung?

Neteyam’s eyebrows furrow and displays a mixture of an anxious and pained expression on his face. He seems genuinely upset for a moment, but then it’s gone, the look wiped clean from his face. Fuck. He definitely saw through the lie.

He smiles a bit, in hopes of making light of the situation. “What is it... Some kinda secret going on, or...?” Neteyam questions with a smirk, his expression a little joking, but there’s a genuine question in there, behind the playful facade.

"No," You reassure Neteyam again. "There are no secrets," You tell him, briefly sharing a glance with Ao'nung—whose eyebrows go up as soon as he notices the slight hesitance in your voice from earlier. His ears perk up as his tail wags quickly, the tip moving up and down.

"Are you sure?" He asks with a subtle sneer. "You aren’t hiding something.. are you?" He demands with a soft chuckle. He circles you, his eyes glittering with amusement as he gives Neteyam a playful smirk and inches closer to you. “You don’t keep secrets, Ary… do you?"

There’s amusement in his hum when he asks, his tail gently brushing against your leg. He’s taunting you. His eyes then avert to the deeper-blue skinned Na’vi, whose expression instantly and very visibly transforms. His eyes immediately fill with rage, his jaw tensing.

“Stop this,” Neteyam takes a step towards him, “Now,” he growls, baring his teeth out of annoyance, his pupils enlarging ever so slightly so the white parts of his eyes are showing. His gaze is glued to the tail he has pressed up on you, his jaw still clenched. Ao’nung’s eyes sparkle with contentment, seemingly pleased to have struck a nerve.

“Oh?” He hums with gratification. “Does this bother you?” Ao’nung provokes.

You notice Neteyam’s face darken again, but he lets out a breathy laugh, and gives Ao’nung a smile. “Not at all,” he deadpans, the smile now gone.

His words make your heart drop to your stomach. It feels like a pang in your chest. You hate it. Maybe coming all this way wasn’t such a good idea, after all.

What if Dad was right?

You shrug it off, no longer feeding the thought or wanting to indulge in your emotions.

Neteyam notices the flicker in your golden eyes dim for a second, and his expression softens slightly.

“Perfect,” You agree with him—before he has the chance to speak again—in an attempt to conceal your brief moment of heart ache.

There’s a short-lived moment of only the sound of the moving water that fill your ears. Neteyam purses his lips with a nod of his head, almost like it was hard for him to digest your response. Almost.

"Oh look, you made him speechless.." Ao'nung’s voice is light and his demeanor playful, a soft smile on his face as he talks to you.

“You must be more charming than I give you credit for..." He teases, his eyes still on you as his tail gently caresses your leg.

You notice the instant scowl that transforms Neteyam's face, his eyes focused on Ao’nung’s tail. His fists clench for what seems like a millisecond. But he holds himself back—not wanting to start drama with the son of the Metkayina Chief.

"Or...." Ao'nung suggests, a sly sneer forming on his face—this time his blue eyes following Neteyam.

"Maybe he likes you," He finishes with a shrug of his shoulders, his tail growing more playful as the smirk on his face turns into a grin.

Neteyam’s breath seems to catch for a moment at this comment, his tail flicking. You catch the faint look of surprise in his eyes and elusive twitch of his ears. But he merely rolls his eyes and scowls at the cyan-skinned Na’vi. "Skxawng," He says in a light manner as he shoves Ao'nung lightly, “You know nothing.”

Neteyam then takes ahold of your wrist. “Let’s go, Ary,” He demands with a deadpanned expression and leads you away from Ao'nung.

He drags you a little away from him, a soft sigh escaping his lips, and he releases the grip on your wrist.

There’s a short pause. Then, there it is again. A troubled expression plain on his features. He’s definitely holding back on something. “Look,” He says, his voice a low rumble.

He scratches the top of his head, an expression of reluctance displayed on his face, before he cocks his head slightly to the side in defeat. He takes a step closer to you.

“I need to talk to you alone…” he says quietly, with a gentler tone this time. All while your eyes follow his hand that gently reaches for yours. “Is that okay with you?” His eyes are pleading, darting back and forth between your softened gaze, scrutinizing your features in search for an answer.

You’re surprised by his simple action, but more so, confused by what he’s indicating. Your heart races, anxious of what he may propose or confess. But your mind wanders to what could be worse—the words that may fail to leave his mouth, proving your dad right.

Worse, because, Dad being right meant that, ultimately, you would need to leave your feelings for him behind. For good.

All while leaving him behind, too.

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castle-dominion · 1 year ago

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castle 5x15 target. Plot heavy babes. I remember seeing gifs from this ep & when I saw that this was the one I got super excited. Good thing I have an extra 15 minutes on my schedule.

The intro was great. here's the transcript: A man runs through an alley, avoiding puddles and trying not to fall. He does, but he’s up in a second and continuing his run. He jumps over a homeless man and into the street. There’s a van racing toward him, but he just takes a stance and starts shooting at it. Despite taking several hits, the van doesn’t stop. It plows right into the man. Why doesn't he get out of the way tho? he shot as much as she could

RC: Ah. The student becomes – (he chews and she waits) – the failed student. The dropout. You fed her this? (he grimaces) Mother, you are forever forbidden from practicing the art of pancake-do(ugh)

RC: Like Simba in The Lion King. It’s the circle of life.

I didn't know shoes did that irl... RC: Yeah, but I wouldn’t be okay with that. I don’t want to see where she goes. What other birds of prey are out there, or what other nests, or – btw becks is pretty man vs van lol Wow. I know we saw it but still.

Jan. New name for this uniformed officer. nice gun! Columbia? *concerned for his daughter* don't much like Bram stoker? Lmao (oh wow

BS: (dryly) Witty. I’ve never heard that one before. I grew up with a punny name. Joy. People said "you must be a joyful person" whenever they would meet me for the first time. I had depression. (not diagnosed yet ofc but still.)

Ah. Overly familiar. He threatened to kill you? Bro, you have authority behind you, this is not the time to be flirting. Vampires ARE in right now, just like a few seasons ago when ryan's ex girlfriend got them into a website

KR: *whistles* Look at this building. Hasim was living large for a college student. JE: Yeah, add that to the list of things about this dude that don’t add up. His records say he started as a freshman at 24. Now who does that? Me, in college: You would be surprised at the variance in age. But then again there is typically a lull. You either go in right after high school (or after a gap year) but then there are less ppl in there for a bit, & then they start coming back at maybe 30, 35. The majority of students I know in my term between 21 & 30 are international students. A lot of them have taken classes at home in the phillipenes & some are using a student visa to start immigration. Ofc the 24yo I do know who is not filipino was a meth addict & has a 3yo son so,, that's another explanation

empty place nope nvm just clean, that place is full of punching bags & stuff. Like esposito's. WOAH THAT IS A ... NICE.. CASE OF GUNS. Not locked or anything??? is this man insane? KR: Uh, yeah. And if his black belt skills didn’t get it done he always had this. light years measure distance...

only 24 & in special forces swiss bank accounts, as usual Nice hair on esposito RC: (shrugs) Maybe Jack Bauer was driving.

KIDNAPPING

ryan's shirt was pink in the other lighting & these stripes are interesting

These poor poor fellows, their daughter got abducted. I mean I like his tie they both look good... but this is sad bro the cops didn't know he was a discreet bodyguard

Agent Harris.

KB: Scared. Devastated. AH: Okay, that’s good. RC: It is? AH: It beats angry or defensive. They want to be helpful and honest,

RC: I've considered it

If the roommate wasn't listening too hard, science fiction is related enough to science. Could clip: It has the word in it Which I still haven't read XD

Oh NO I'm sure she can help solve the case... nice ringtone lol OH NO IT WAS ALEXIS lol nice pic of dad is sara's phone also there?

RC earlier: Oh, yeah. I just – can’t imagine what they’re going through right now. RC now: *his daughter was ALSO kidnapped*

Harris: Easier to take her than.. *looks at castle* not

Looks like a drug smuggler tbh Ah he fled. Could be political. If they find out she is the daughter of a rich novelist then they might use sara for political stuff & alexis for ransom.

Gates will just see friends comforting each other, it's fine

Oof they all watch him leave... KR: It’s Alexis. He’s gotta be wrecked. Hell, I’m wrecked. allexis AND Sara

MR: No, no, no. I’m not just saying this. She’s going to be all right. I feel it in my heart and my heart is never wrong. RC: What about your first marriage? MR: Well... RC: And your second? MR: Okay, fine. Fine. Occasionally my heart is wrong, but it is not in this case.

Plainclothes & unmarked, wise decision.

Aww looking at her school photos NO SHE HAS GIVEN INFORMATION ABOUT WHERE & WHEN SHE SKATES BEFORE NO NO FREAKING IDIOT ASDJFKLSDFASHGSDCJF

RC: Don’t. (she goes to respond, but doesn’t) Don’t promise me you’ll find her unless you can do it. Because … (he pauses, then his voice breaks) … I would never forgive you. (she’s quiet) Any more than I’d ever forgive myself.

It is already late, what's going on?

LT my beloved

No, she didn't call be she has no GOOD news, she might not have bad news either. If she was dead, she'd call, if she was alive, she'd call, if they are not sure, they'd rather keep him in the dark. Probs should stay home, don't come.

See what? Do they KNOW what they will see?

DP & camera crew & editing & all this stuff did really great. The way lanie stops him it is so important to me, the movement the camera the voice, I might clip this it is painful & beautiful

a+ like me! I should donate blood again. I need more iron tho. Your baby hhhhhh castle crying sdjsldkfsdjfksdfljsldfjk Castle they know how to do this

Castle should go hug the other couple. He has worked with the police, he can support them in knowing the cops are succeeding, they can support him in being emotionally distraught parents together.

Truck pod? Why are the lamps on? ig so the girls can find them & don't freak out. Why didn't they get dropped on the bed initially tho? instead of waking up on the floor?

I JUST GOT CALLED IN FOR WORK GOSH HECK IT. & I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO TRY TO CATCH THE BUS THAT WOULD GET ME THERE HALF AN HOUR EARLY SO I'M GOING TO HAVE ONLY FIVE MINUTES TO GET IN, IRON MY CLOTHES, CHANGE, & GET ON THE LINE. GRRRR

I'm back.

I like her accent Ooh a course on security Both your dads are rich Wow alexis has Some Shoes (& also rings) At least they gave you clothes & towels.... & food

Ooh that car stuff sounds cool but I don't understand any of it

You know they want you alive, you know this room has a washroom Ryan looking nice ngl I genuinely thought that Ryan meant he was dead

You would... like a minute with him? Good, he's the dad, maybe he can get emotion on his side I'm not a cop This is SO SO SO intimidating. this is GOOD WHAT THE CRAP (it might be,, traumatizing to torture someone)

No thanks my adrenaline will suffice

Nice telescope

relationship w/o eye contact lmao. I mean, audio amiright?

KB: Tell me what happened with Douglas Stevens. RC: RC: I appealed to his humanity. KB: KB: I didn’t think you had that side to you. RC: Well, when it comes to the people I love, I do.

My mother knows a little bit of arabic. Like, ten words

Didn't he see the cams on his telescope? I like how the fbi yelled out that they had a search warrant

Tiny person!

Then why did they say "return to your post we have visitors" if they were not the fbi visiting the farmhouse?

(caskett double breasted jacket) WHY would they leave the jackets? why would they take them off? OH MY GOODNESS HOLY CRAP WHY WOULD THEY TORTURE HIM? HOW DOES THE FBI NOT KNOW?

Through the floor? The floor is already breaking, maybe you could use the lid of the toilet tank as a shovel

I mean, you aren't at square one, you just have no squares after this

I mean you know the theory & even if it takes hours... Sara YOU were the one who took the kidnapping course take off your shoes to be quiet Is this real-time footage? Why is the phone unlocked? The person it belongs to must be coming back soon *uses skype instead of calling her dad* Plus, did she have to log in? No it is an untitled caller Girl you have like, a good 15% left Girl take the phone with you maybe, esp if you happen to find a window or a person's face

that was NOT (our) ryan saying that lol the cant FUDGING PARIS the rooftop this is incredible

the CREDITS MUSIC

#castle 5x15 #castle 5x15 spoilers #castle 5x15 quote #the alexis-napping episode

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mrs-gucci · 3 years ago

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A Different Kind of Urgent {Charlie Barber x Reader}

author’s notes: hellooooo! my penpal friend, a fellow adam driver rat, sent me a print of a charlie picture (that I’d seen a gajillion times before, mind you) and for some reason, I thirsted hard. so, naturally, I wrote a fic inspired by the picture. the reader in this story is a college professor, but it doesn’t really contribute to any ‘essential’ parts of the story (aka the smutty parts). it’s just her job lol

warnings: smut. some fluff. masturbation. semi-public smut. the sending of nudes (well, lingerie pics, to be specific). charlie’s dad outfits™️. cigarette smoking during sex. uhh tennis shoe kink??

(possible) tw’s: semi-public sex. semi-public masturbation. tobacco use (as is canon for Charlie’s character). implied age gap (everyone’s over 21, no more than 10 years).

You’re in the middle of class when Charlie texts you. Your phone buzzes and buzzes on your desk so much so that you have to stop your lecture for a few seconds, worried that something urgent has happened.

Well, something did happen, and it was pretty urgent, but not exactly in the way you’d expected.

-Charlie: I know you’re teaching class right now kid.- -Charlie: But I need you.- -Charlie: Right now.-

A shiver runs down your spine as you read his words on the screen.

-Y/N: I’ve got like 45 more minutes of lecture, baby, I can’t.-

He growls under his breath, cock straining in his tan khakis.

-Charlie: Fuck.- -Charlie: Can you send me a picture? Just need to see your pretty body, kid.-

-Y/N: Say please, Charlie.-

Charlie groans in sexual frustration, hips bucking up in his desk chair.

-Charlie: Jesus fucking christ, fucking brat. PLEASE! PLEASE send me a picture!-

You smirk, picking out one of the lingerie photos you’d taken when you were home alone one night. You’ve been waiting for the right time to whip them out and...well, this seems like the right time.

-Y/N: Attachment 1 image- -Y/N: Knock yourself out. Take a picture when you’re done, and I’ll be over as soon as class is finished.-

His shaky hands scramble to type in his phone passcode and click on your message, a strangled moan leaving his lips at the picture you chose. He’d never seen this one before, never seen this set of lingerie before. He unbuckles his belt and almost tears the button clean off his khakis as he pulls his cock out, tip already red and drooling with precum.

Before he starts anything, he quickly runs over to his office door, locking it to keep anyone from walking in.

His navy cardigan suddenly feels almost suffocating and he sheds it without hesitation, unbuttoning his dress shirt and parting it, revealing his undershirt.

Wait...you want a picture. Fuck.

An idea comes to him and he whimpers, equal parts aroused and nervous about giving it a try. God he hasn’t touched himself since the divorce proceedings, just needing to blow off some fucking steam, but you’ve reignited his sexual passion, overwhelmingly so, and seemingly even more than before. Maybe even more than ever, if he’s honest with himself.

He feels like a teenager again, both completely smitten with you while at the same time incredibly horny for you.

Charlie stands up on shaky legs and shoves all the paperwork off his desk, clearing a roomy spot right in the center. He bites his lip as he props his phone up on his desktop computer with the picture of you pulled up. Jerking off with just his hand wouldn’t be enough this time around, a small part of him just knew it. He needs to fuck you, fuck something.

He positions his hands around the edge of his desk, leaving his thumbs right at the top, putting them in a wonky sort of ‘o’ shape. He adjusts so that the sharp edge is pressing against his palm before experimentally thrusting his length forward into the hole he’s created with his thumbs, immediately groaning in pleasure.

“O-Oh, kid.”

He whispers, picking up a slow thrusting rhythm, eyes squeezed shut as he imagines your pussy.

“Such a good little pussy, my good f-fucking girl.” A line of sweat has already begun forming on his forehead as he moves a bit quicker, growling wildly with each thrust. He’s embarrassingly close already. “God, j-jesus fucking christ, gonna make me cum so f-fast, kid. I’m already s-so close, damnit.”

His hips grow desperate, bucking erratically into his grip. The drag of his cock against the faux wood surface feels absolutely incredible, and he barely even hears the desk begin to groan and shift against the floor of his office, too consumed with his impending orgasm.

“Yeah, you ready? Y-You fuckin’ ready for my big fat--fuck!--load in this pretty little--shit!--k-kitty?”

Just hearing him say the word aloud, his nickname for your cunt, has him cumming within moments. His vision blacks out for a second as his hips rut forward, a seemingly continuous stream of warm white cum painting his desktop.

“Ahhhhh, fuuuuuuuck.”

He has to bury his mouth into his shirt arm to hide the cries that come from him, eyebrows knitted at the center of his forehead. His breathing is heavy as he begins coming down from his high, eyes flitting open and looking down at the mess he’d made.

His load had gone across the entire width of his desk, and his eyes widened for a moment as his brain somehow comprehended to grab his phone and take a picture of the spread.

-Charlie: Attachment 1 image- -Charlie: Come straight to my office when you get to the theater.-

You take a quick peek at the message from Charlie as your students pull out their workbooks, jaw dropping when you open the picture full-screen. Holy shit, he really did need it.

-Y/N: You sure you still have enough to fill me up with when I get there?-

-Charlie: I always have enough for you, kid. Gonna have it leaking out of you when you leave.-

You chew your lip, thinking of a quick yet clever response.

-Y/N: Is that a promise?-

He groans under his breath, chuckling lightly with a small smile.

-Charlie: Absolutely. Can’t wait to see you, kid.-

-Y/N: I’m excited too. I’ll be there in 20.-

The twenty minutes it takes for you to finish class and walk over to Exit Ghost feels like some of the longest in Charlie’s life, knee bouncing impatiently and eyes glued to the door. He twirls the Marlboro package in his hand, the clock behind his desk tick-tick-ticking the seconds away.

Finally, a soft knock comes and, just in case it isn’t you, he stuffs the carton into his pocket. “Come in.”

Your head pokes through the door and you smile at him as you walk in, shutting and locking the door behind you. You immediately notice his outfit, specifically his shoes, which are propped up on his desk.

He knows that you like how he dresses, especially when he dresses very dad-like. And those sneakers he has, the white ones with the blue lines on them...god, they drive you absolutely crazy and you have no idea why.

Your bags are quickly shoved off your shoulder by the impatient director, pulling you into his body as his lips attack yours fiercely. He notices the way you’re eyeing his outfit, and it’s then that he realizes what shoes he has on, the pair that you like so much. Oh, he could use that.

His grip on the meat of your hips tightens increasingly as the kiss heats up, lips eventually moving down to your neck.

“Well, hello to you too.”

You say, laughing softly.

“Mmmm,” He hums onto your skin, lips littering kisses and small nibbles everywhere they can reach. “I missed you, kiddo, feels like forever since we’ve had time for something like this.”

Charlie’s large body presses you up against the door, hands eager to rid you of your pants. He quickly yanks them down to your ankles, fingers finding your clothed folds.

“I’ve got a staff meeting at two, baby. We h-have to be kind of quick...sorry.” You breathe, hand wrapping in his hair, tugging at the silky raven locks.

A small and slightly disappointed sigh leaves his lips, but nothing more is said on the matter. His movements do become a bit more rushed, though, digits dipping beneath the fabric to shove up into your entrance.

Your legs spread instinctively, knees shaking as he finger-fucks you, thick digits scissoring inside you to prepare for his girth. Meanwhile, you try to focus on getting his belt and pants undone, but it’s awfully hard when his fingers feel so damn good.

He pulls away suddenly, sucking the juices off his fingers as his hungry eyes roam your figure. The carton of cigarettes presses against his thigh and he smirks, pulling his digits out with a lewd pop.

Charlie suddenly pulls you off the door, putting himself in your spot instead. He smirks, fingers running under your chin, keeping your head tilted up at him.

“Will you go open the window for me please, beautiful?”

You nod, rushing over to push it open, then come back over to stand in front of him.

“Good girl. Thank you.”

His pointer finger twirls and points to the floor while the other hand grabs the pack and lighter from his pants pocket.

“Now, turn around and bend over right here, hold your ankles or feet, or whatever.”

As you position yourself accordingly, he leans back against the door, legs spread and sneaker-clad feet planted on either side of you, right within your line of vision. He’s almost fully hard again already as he moves to free his cock from its khaki confines, undoing his pants just enough to have it out.

Again, his cardigan feels suffocatingly hot, so he quickly pulls it off and tosses it away. He rolls the sleeves up on his button-up, a sight that makes your insides clench.

He jams a cigarette between his teeth, jaw clenching when he looks up and realizes that you’re bent over for him, in just the way he asked. Your glistening pussy’s on full display as you wiggle your ass a bit, his cock bobbing and twitching with excitement.

“Oh kid, you’re dripping.” Charlie whispers, almost to himself, hand kneading one of the globes of your ass.

You chuckle softly. “Hey, baby? As much as I love hearing and feeling you, my legs are getting kinda tired.”

Laughing, Charlie says a quick ‘sorry’ before holding and pulling your hips back, lining himself up with your soaked entrance. He pulls you back some more, impaling you on his cock, head falling back against the door as he does so.

His hands shakily ignited the small flame on his lighter, bringing it up until the tip of the cigarette turned orange before flipping the cap back on and shoving it back in his pocket. He takes a long drag, groaning on the exhale.

He keeps one hand on your hip while the other spreads out on your lower back, guiding you back and forth over his shaft slowly, gently.

“Thaaat’s it, just like this, kid.”

Your eyes roll into the back of your head, the impossibly deep angle created with this new position has it feeling like he’s reaching into your guts. Plus, with the natural up-curve of his cock, he’s brushing all the right spots inside you.

“C-Charlie…”

The familiar and comforting scent of Charlie’s cigarettes fills your nostrils, a haze of smoke surrounds your joined bodies. He continues to move you up and down on his length, buttocks clenching as his hips naturally rock forward, burying himself to the hilt each time you sink down.

“God...jesus christ...love this little pussy of yours, kid.” He breathes through his gritted teeth. “Taking me so nicely, always wrapped around me so goddamn tight.”

You quickly begin moving yourself up and down his stiff rod, bouncing as fast as you can manage. The sweet burn in your thighs only grows more prominent with each passing second, but you don’t care, too consumed in pleasure.

“Mmmmmyyyeah, baby, all for you.”

His hand comes down on your ass, giving it a firm smack before taking another quick drag, exhaling through his nose.

“That’s f-fucking right, all mine. You love being a little slut for this cock, huh? I know you do, you love when I bring you in my office and fuck your pretty cunt in the middle of the goddamn work day, can’t even wait until I get home, this f-filthy slut cunt needs to be split open and stuffed nice and full. Can’t go one fucking day without my cum fucked in you, always needs to be filled up and leaking, hm?”

Charlie was never able to do stuff like this or talk to Nicole like this. She was pretty vanilla when it came to sex, just like to be fucked quietly in bed. He called her a ‘slut’ once and she almost cried, lecturing him for half an hour afterwards on how disrespectful it was.

But now, he gets to explore everything he hasn’t gotten the chance to with you. You love it all, love the way he talks filth in your ear, calls you naughty names. You love getting fucked in all sorts of places, which at first made him a little nervous, cheeks and the tips of his ears bright red when you asked him to fuck you in your classroom or finger you under your dress on the subway. But, after almost a year and a half together, you can safely say that he’s a full-on exhibitionist deviant.

Your walls clamp down around him, eyes still squeezed shut as you feel his hips begin to thrust forward. Soon, he holds you almost completely still, moving his hips as fast as he can. His cigarette is almost ashes at this point, and he kicks himself for not thinking of a good disposal plan beforehand.

“Oh baby, oh baby...f-fuck!” You whine, hips squirming and gyrating as your impending orgasm grows closer. “Y-Yeah, I love it, love everything you do to me. Wanna take every s-single fucking drop of your cum, Charlie, want it inside me, want it dripping down my thighs.”

He almost loses his mind over your comments, drilling into you at an impossibly hard and fast rate, the lewd slapping squelching sound of your hips colliding overwhelmingly prominent in the space around you.

“You’ll go back to work with so much cum shoved into you, make you sit through your stupid fucking meeting with my cum dripping out of you. B-Better hope no one notices, huh? Better hope your boss doesn’t find out what a good little cockslut you are, how much you love having a pussy-full of your boyfriends f-fucking cum.”

A few muted cries leave your lips as he pounds you harder, his own words spurring him on. He can feel your walls pulsing around him, a sure-fire sign that you’re about to cum.

“C-Charlie! Charlie, I...I’m close.”

“K-Know you are, kid, I know you are. You’re doing so f-fucking well for me, Y/N, squeezing my big cock like a fuckin champ.” Charlie growls, quickly tossing his spent cigarette in a coffee mug on a nearby table. “And now you’re gonna rub your little clit and cum for me like I know you want to. C’mon, kid, wanna feel you come undone around me.”

You quickly begin rubbing your clit and, despite the odd angle, it brings you right up to the edge. You just need something, just a little something, to push you over the edge. Your eyes flutter open to look up at him, but then, you’re met with the sight of his sneakers.

“Goddamnit!” You’re cumming almost instantly, flooding his shaft with your release. “Yes! Oh god, yeah, c-cumming for you baby!”

His hips keep pumping, taking you right through your climax before abruptly coming to a halt when they’re buried as deep inside you as they can possibly be. His eyes go wide before squeezing shut, a guttural groan ripping through his chest as he pumps and shoves his thick creamy load into you.

“T-Take it, f-filthy whore!” He groans, rutting his hips the whole way through, making sure every drop is put inside you.

Once he’s finished, having ridden out his high to its fullest, he tucks himself back into his pants before helping you stand back up. He holds you close, looking down at you with a bright, genuine smile.

“You’re amazing, incredible...just so perfect.” He kisses all over your face before landing on your lips.

Your cheeks heat up at his compliments, hands weaving through his hair as the kiss deepens.

Suddenly, someone knocks on your office door, jiggling the doorknob.

“Charlie?”

His eyes fly open and he pulls away. Shit.

“Yeah, I’m h-here, just give me a minute!”

You quickly pull your pants up and jump under his desk to hide just as he opens the door, running a hand through his hair.

He talks to the person on the other side of the door in a rushed voice, answering their multitude of questions before quickly shutting the door, sighing as you crawl out from under the desk.

“At least we both got to cum, unlike last time.” You walk up and put your hands on his pecs, rubbing them over the fabric. “I gotta get going though, baby. I wanna grab lunch from the deli before my staff meeting.”

Charlie nods, dipping his head down to kiss you one last time, nuzzling his large nose against yours.

“Come over tonight, though? Nicole’s in town and she’s got Henry, so we’ll have the house to ourselves. I feel like we haven’t spent any quality time together lately.”

Nodding, you smile. “I would love to come over. I’ll text you when I get home.”

“Great.” He smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I’ll see you later, kid. Have a good meeting.”

You laugh as you grab your bag and head out, turning back to wave and flash him a soft smile.

“See you tonight.”

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 4 years ago

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¤~°Scary Monsters! Screaming Halloween Show: Spooky Sweet°~¤

(Y/N) and Yuu felt the warmth of the sun on their backs as the two walk to Ramshackle. The two quiet as Grim chatters about on Yuu's shoulder. "Yuu, um.. Where exactly were you from before Twisted Wonderland?" The female dorm leader asked her vice dorm leader.

(Even though she thought Yuu would be suited much better as dorm leader.)

Yuu shrugs his shoulders lightly so Grim won't fall. His left hand and right hand carrying two bags, while (Y/N) carried the other bags with ease. "To be honest, I'm not really sure.. I don't really have time to think about it."

Yuu said plainly to (Y/N)'s question.The (h/c)-nette hummed in response. Not minding the young males simplistic wording. Instead she just smiled at him, "I'm from (Y/H), well... From what I remember."

She answered simply, like Yuu. "Huh. Really? I think I remember a place like that on the map, I don't think I've ever been there." (Y/N) (e/c) eyes widen, "maybe I could show you around if you ever visit! I think you would like it."

Yuu nods, smiling back at his crush. "Sure, I wouldn't mind." (Y/N) ruffled Yuu's head, his locks turning slightly messy. The male huffs at her antics as Grim laughs. "Sorry, couldn't help myself, you look cute when you pout. Kinda like Riddle!"

The female joked, Yuu only shakes his head as the two were finally on NRC grounds. Grim hops off Yuu shoulder and fly to Ramshackle without the two. Chanting that he wants to eat tuna. "Grim..!"

Yuu calls out to the furball, who didn't hear Yuu. "Fnga!! A monster!" Grim cries as a paper dragon was covering the Ramshackle grounds. Not seeing the students scattered around the area. Working diligently on decorating the whole place.

(Y/N)'s mouth turns into a excited grin, while Yuu looks at it confusingly. Not knowing of the spooky event they would soon participate in!

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(Y/N) hears a knock on the Ramschakle dorm, curiously. She gets up from her spot on the couch and goes to open the door. Unlocking the front door, the female looks around the area. Not a single ghost, person, beastman, fae, in sight. Only a lonely brown package at the bottom of the floor.

(Y/N) picks up the box carefully and takes it inside. When walking to the lounge room, the three ghosts that lived in Rambschakle float down stairs to see what's up. (Y/N) sits back on the couch, with the average sized box sitting on her lap. "Did you three order something?" (Y/N) asked undead friends, the three shook their heads.

"I wonder what's in it?" One of three spoke up."Maybe it's something from the headmaster?" (Y/N) nods, "it could be.." She mutters quietly to herself.

(Y/N) opens the package with hesitation in each of her movements. A piece of (color) neatly folded fabric was in the box. "Huh?" Taking the fabric out, it reveals to be a lot more fabrics!?? (Y/N) and three ghosts look over the first piece of cloth and fabrics that had been in the box.

While the other colorful fabrics still sat at the bottom of the package. "Why is this here..?" (Y/N) asked, holding the (color) cloth up in front of three ghosts. "It must be left overs from the Diasomnia dorm!" The chubby ghost shouted in glee.

"Oh, right! It was probably for their costumes for the Halloween event!" The young female said, but was still puzzled. "Where did this even come from..?" "It came from the box," the smaller ghost said. "Right.. what I meant was, who sent it here?"

Pouring out the fabrics from the box to see if there was a note, or a price tag, nothing was there. "Strange.." The slinky ghost said as he rubbed his chin. (Y/N) could agree with that, but she was more drawn to the cloths scattered around on the couch. A idea pops in her head as she folds up the cloths and lays the dress on the couch.

"I think I got a idea on what to use this for. You three, please protect the stuff on the couch and watch over Yuu and Grim. I need to get some stuff from Mr. Sams shop!" (Y/N) ran out of Ramshackle and tried not to knock into the paper dragon that Senior Vanrouge and his other dorm members worked on.

Not seeing Yuu's confused stare from one of the Ramshackle window's. Once she had returned, she had a pumpkin in one hand. A bag in the other. "It's time to REALLY get into the spirit of Halloween!" (Y/N) placed the pumpkin on the counter and heads up stairs to Yuu/Grims room.

Not before taking the "mystery" box with her.

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It was finally Halloween week! The decorations and costumes were ready. The Halloween committee had decided to drop by Ramshackle to make sure everything was in order. "Wow, everything looks great!" Kalim said with enthusiasm as his ruby eyes shined.

Mallues turns a bit smug after Kalim priase. "Thank you, the Di dorm worked very hard on this." Lilia chuckles at the dorm leader and his haughty tone. Cater takes a few pics, while Deuce looks around. "Where's (Y/N), Yuu and Grim? Shouldn't they have met up with us now?"

"Maybe something came up?" Epel said, looking around the area as well. Vil sighs, "being fashionably late is not something you should do." Jack ears perk up as footsteps came towards the group. "I hear something, I think their on there way here."

Jack was most definitely right about that! Grim came to the group first before the dorm leaders. "Nyaha! Stare at the AMAZING Grim and his awesome costume!" The little feline shouted in pride and glee. His little hat tipping a bit.

"Grim! You're a ghost for Halloween?" Deuce questioned Grim, the furball gives a toothy grin. "Of course!" "What about the others.." Idia asks quietly.

A tired sigh escaped a familiar vice-prefect. Yuu showed a few steps behind Grim. "Hey guys, sorry for being late." Yuu apologized, yet the student didn't look exactly like himself at all! Yuu was dressed up today.

Yuu wore loose white shirt and a slightly grayish vest that had a tail coat attached behind him.The vest had small spider web designs that were a light shade blue, even some at the tail coats end. A pair of simple white pants and shoes. Yuu hair was rather messy, but looked very fluffy.

The final touch was a blue bow-tie that wrapped around his neck.

"You two look great!" Cater said as he started to take a few photos. "Not bad, Yuu!" Deuce says as he pats his friends back rather harshly. Yuu does his best not to double take and nods at his fellow first year.

"Thanks. You should tell (Y/N) and the ghosts that. They worked hard on them."

Almost like a genie being called. The female appeared before the group. "I'm glad you guys liked it." The (h/c) haired female said. "I had no clue what to do durring costume making, I'm greatful the ghosts had helped out."

The dorm leader says bashfully, rubbing the back of neck. "So.. What do you think!" She said with smirk, a creepy gleam in her eyes. The Halloween committee stares at her with awe.

(Y/N) wore a (f/c) dress that had bits of rips and tears. A few peices of uneven fabric hanged off her dress, almost like someone had clawed at it. Splashes of fake blood covered some areas of the dress. A simple white sash was also on her dress, covered in hints of fake blood as well. The sash said "Queen" on it in pretty hand writing.

A plastic tiara was placed crookedly on her head head. Her hair (styled/same). She held a knife in her hands that was drenched in fake blood. "Pretty cool right?" (Y/N) asked the the group.

A confident smile on her face as she waited for someone to respond. Surprisingly, Idia was the first to talk. "You look so.. MOE!" Idia fanboys internally at her costume.

Azul doesn't comment on his friends wording, he just stares at (Y/N) choice of outfit. "What was your thought process for these costumes, (Y/N)?" Jade asked for Azul. Even if the Leech brother was also in slight shock. Which was uncommon to him most days.

(Y/N) swings the knife around, like she was playing hot patato with it. But stops after Jade asked his question. "Er.. well you see. In Yuu's and my world, there was a story or song.. I can't really remember which?"

"But, it was a song about girl who wanted to become the "queen" of her dance that her school was having. Though someone stole her dream and she went on a murderous rampage during the party. Her name was Sarra, I think.. It's a bit fuzzy trying to remember. Anyway, I was inspired by it and then made these costumes with the ghosts help!"

(Y/N) explained, yet Vil looks at her with confusion. "Where did even get those clothes?" Vil gestured to her dress and Yuu's outfit. "I found them outside of Ramshackle. I think it was leftovers of from the Diasomnia dorm?"

"The rest I bought at Sam's shop using some of my paycheck." Yuu overheard her and looks at (Y/N) with worry. "Oh, I see." The handsome vampire said, walking over to her. Vil gently grips her chin, looking over her face.

"Hmm." He hummed, caressing one of her cheeks. "You need to put on some make-up." Vil says as he let's go of her. Pulling out a tiny tube of lipstick, he carefully applied it to her lips.

"I'll put on the rest once we are inside." Not caring for the hateful or unhappy stares of the Halloween committee. Vil goes back to Epel side. The first year looks anywhere but his dorm leader. His fists clenching tightly.

Kalim joyfully jumps over to (Y/N), "you look so pretty! And scary too!" Caring very little on how close they were. The fake werewolf holds her arm as he bombarded (Y/N) with sweet compliments. Cater steps in front of the two.

"(Y/N)-Chan~ Mind if I take a pic of you? Your super scary cute right now!" The female nods as Cater starts snapping a few photos. Hashtaging the pics under, super cute, NRC Halloween event! Cater then takes a selfie as well after, "thanks (Y/N)-Chan!"

"I think it's time to get going." Jack tells the group. Everyone agreed and started to walk to the main campus. Yuu and (Y/N) stayed in the back of group. "You didn't tell me you used your paycheck."

Yuu said as he stared at the female straight in the eye. The (h/c)-nette hurriedly says that she still has enough money for other necessities the three might need in the future. But Yuu only shakes their head, "I could of pitched in." "No way Yuu, you already used most of your Madols on groceries. You need to relax once in awhile and let me treat you!"

Yuu still was not convinced, (Y/N) sighs at him. "We can talk about this later. Right now, I want you to enjoy yourself tonight!" (Y/N) said with a determined, but a pleadding look in her (e/c) eyes. Yuu goes silent, though finally caved in. "Alright.."

"Good, cause I didn't want to abuse my power of dorm leader to make you." (Y/N) jokes, in her head she was cheering for her victory! Yuu gave her a small smile. (Y/N) grasps his hand as the two try not to lose the group.

The End!

(Alright. So I decided to add Yuu in this one because I think Yuu needs more love and free time. They keep dealing with so much stuff, so they need a break! I choose Sara Berry for (Y/N) outfit as a spooky easter egg. Grim and Yuu are her victims, so I gave them ghost costumes! Anyway, Happy Spooky Month! 👻 🎃🃏🍭🍬🍫🎇🎆)

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland halloween #lilia vanrouge #vil shoenheit #jade leech #deuce spade #mc/yuu #azul ashengrotto #malleus draconia #epel felmier #jack howl #cater diamond #kalim al asim #idia shroud #sara berry #(y/n)

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shigarakis-fifth-hand · 4 years ago

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MHA Poly: Mina x Reader x Bakugo x Kirishima; Family Day

@drbumpkin said:

I'm back! I can't stay away honestly. So imagine Mina and reader are in a relationship but their families aren't supportive because they girls. So to get them off their back they ask Bakugo and Kirishima (who are dating) to pretend to be their boyfriends (separately). For some reason they agree and along the way they all fall in love with each other. It was hard to stop kissing your one partner infront of the family, now it's even harder to not kiss all three.

Mina Ashido, your girlfriend and future wife. You two were inseparable, and there was never a dull or boring moment when you two got together. You two were fun, exciting, and more than amazing. Especially Mina. She could party and talk all night long, but honestly, sometimes you wanted a break. Once, you just wanted to be able to sit in bed and spoon, but no. It was always go go go! It obviously wasn’t something to break up over, but you wished you had someone to chill with.

You and Mina had talked about having someone join you and make it a polygamourous relationship, but everyone who was even considerable was either in a relationship or not into girls.

Plus for now, you were so happy with it just being you and Mina. Except... Family Day was coming up, and you both knew that Mina’s family was the most homophobic family on the planet. “That means I won’t be able to kiss you for a whole day? Do you know how hard that is for me?” Mina complained while pecking your cheek every second, trying to make up for the time you two would lose. “It’s not even a day. They come at 8 am and leave at 8pm. It’s only half a day.” You tried to explain, but Mina kept complaining anyways. You had one clingy girlfriend.

“Even if they don’t think I have a girlfriend, they still think I’m gay. Maybe you can dress up as a boy for me.” Mina laughed, before seeing two of our friends bursting down the staircase.

“BakuBabe, you can’t be serious!” Kirishima yelled out as his blonde boyfriend stormed down the staircase. “Yes Kirishima! We are going to tell our families we are deathly sick! Now I have to go take a few pics at the hospital so they’ll believe it! Are you coming or not? It’s either this, or we pay two pathetic girls to pretend to be our girlfriends so my mom doesn’t pester me for being single.” Bakugo asked as you and Mina stared at each other, eyes sparkling your eyes.

“We’ll be the pathetic girls!” You popped off the couch and walked over to Bakugo, smiling cheekily. “And you don’t even have to pay us! Just pretend to be our boyfriends for Mina’s family, and everything will be fine! Then we can both forget that any of it happened, and we’ll be set!” You explained as you put your arm on Bakugo’s shoulder. Surprisingly, he didn’t even push you off this time. Bakugo always was softer with you for some reason.

“Honestly, sounds great. Pretty girls, and oblivious parents. Sounds great.” Kirishima smiled, pumping his fist into the air as Mina playfully punched him in the side. “I think it’s fine too. Cute guys, and my mom will get off my back about not having a boyfriend. Now I’ll have a hot hero boyfriend for my mom to hug to death!” Mina pinched Kirishima’s cheek, wrapping her arm around his waist and trying to pick him up.

“Heck ya! I can pretend that you’re BakuBabe, except you have boobs, and you look like if an alien and a spice girl had a child.” Kirishima explained as Mina winked, kissing his cheek and flicking him in the face. “Hey! Come on bro, let’s go act all kissy kissy!” Mina grabbed Kirishima’s hand as the two practically skipped to the kitchen.

“Aren’t you jealous of that? Aren’t you upset?” Bakugo asked you as you giggled, shaking your head. “Mina is as loyal as they come. Plus her and Kirishima were already friendly flirting like that. I think it’s cute. And plus, we can do the same.” You smiled at Bakugo, linking your arm with his and leaning your body weight on his.

“Yea, whatever.” Bakugo blushed and shook you off his arm and walked away, putting his hands in his pockets and leaving you, alone in the living room. What just happened? You sat on the couch, looking sadly at your girlfriend and best friend laughing loudly at an inside joke. They were close...

Mina mixed something in a bowl that smelled sweet, while Kirishima tried to juggle spoons after Mina refused to let him use knives. When Mina was finally done whisking, she brought the whisk up to Kirishima’s lips and let him lick it off. You noticed how the two looked at each other lustfully, and couldn’t help but feel a weird feeling in your stomach. Why couldn’t Bakugo look at you like that???

Wait, no! Mina was your girlfriend! You were not available to anyone. You loved Mina so much, and you should feel the urge to beat up Kirishima, not kiss his boyfriend... or him to be honest. But Bakugo was too hot to not feel attracted to, and Kirishima was just too sweet to feel any hatred for. Was it weird that you found Mina and Kirishima’s sweet.

It was as if you had no relation with either and were just a fellow student hoping they would hook up eventually. No though, Mina was yours, but Kirishima wasn’t a threat? Right? You propped your legs up on the couch and began to fade away, seeing that it was already nine pm. Yes, you usually stayed up late, but who would you go to? You felt awkward going to hang out with Mina and Kiri, Bakugo had ditched your ass, and nobody else would be out of their room.

Slowly you began drifting off to sleep while scrolling through your phone, finally passing out on the couch. Slowly, your dreams began to fill with images of Bakugo and Kirishima, shirtless of course... Mina’s voice was in the background, of course romantic and making your horny like always. As Bakugo grabbed you by the arm and pulled you to his chest, Kirishima came up behind you and sucked your neck while Bakugo nestled his face into your hair, smelling your perfume.

You woke up in a cold hard sweat abruptly, noticing your heavy breathing and chills running down her spine, as well as the goosebumps. You sat up, looking at the clock to see that it was just past midnight. You grabbed your blanket, and began to get up before feeling someone on you. Moving the blanket in your arms, you looked down to see Mina’s head propped up on your lap. You smiled, running your hand through her hair and playing with her horns before hearing an abrupt male snore behind you.

Looking to the other side of the you, you saw that it wasn’t a pillow you had been sleeping against, but sleeping with your head on Kirishima’s shoulder. You blushed abruptly, before watching him shift in place towards you, smiling softly as he put his hand on your thigh and began to lay on you more. You began smiling, a feeling of excitement rushing through you as his bare skin touched yours.

You laid back aggravatingly, not knowing what to do. How were you supposed to act like you were Bakugo’s girlfriend when you were angry at him for not giving you the attention you so desperately craved from him, had a girlfriend, and also were having feeling for a certain red-head. You and Mina had talked about an open relationship once, but... No! Kirishima was obviously into Mina and Bakugo, Bakugo hated you, Mina loved you and Kirishima, and you just... liked them all. God, you were a terrible person.

You sighed, looking back at the beautiful alien and the cute redhead who were both snuggled up against you. Smiling, you settled back down against Kirishima’s shoulder and closed your eyes. There were many people who would kill to be you at that moment, and you knew that eventually Family Day would be over and you would lose the happy feeling you were feeling now. Might as well enjoy it while it lasts.

You were awaken by Bakugo shaking you awake, yelling at you. “God, our parents are going to be here in half an hour! Get up Loser!” He screamed angrily as you woke up, realizing you were alone on the couch. “Don’t just sit there, move! You look homeless!” He yelled as you groaned, picking up your blanket and quickly walking to your room. You noticed Mina and Kirishima in the kitchen together, in a suit and dress together with their hair done.

You felt as if you were about to cry, feeling as if Mina and Kirishima were a better couple than you and Mina, the way he was manly and went to the gym like she did while you did swim team and ran track and liked to cook like she did while you liked to grill out and bake. Not to add the way Bakugo obviously despised you due to your move on him last night. God, he hated you and your ugly ass.

As you shut the door to your apartment, you slammed yourself against the door and began crying, hating the feel of your greasy hair and pajamas, you felt like trash. Wrapping your arms around your knees, you chose to ignore the sound of running towards your door. You were surprised to hear quick knocking on your door, and then the sound of your sweet redhead friend. “Y/n! Y/n, please let me in.”

He begged as you tried to wipe the mascara marks from your cheeks and got up, opening the door slowly to reveal yourself. Immediately as he saw you, he pushed through the crack of the door and held you in a tight hug, holding you close. “Shh, shh. I’m sorry, I swear he doesn’t know what he’s saying.” He petted your hair, and rubbed your back kindly. “It’s not just that, it’s just...” You looked up at his sweet face, feeling the blood rush to your face as you blushed.

“You and Mina are such a good couple compared to her and I, I know you like her. I know you’re dating Bakugo, but I know you told everyone you’re good with polygamourous relationships. I feel like I just... it’d be better if I just left everyone alone and just-” As you were about to continue, Kirishima grabbed your chin and slowly pulled your lips close, finally kissing you softly. He put his hands on your waist and pulled you against him close, you feeling his erection poking through his black pants.

“N-no, we shouldn’t be... We’re both in real relationships, it’s not... It’s not okay Kiri, we can’t just-” He stopped you again by pulling you into another kiss, this time you kissed back. He began French kissing you, and you immediately fell into his warmth. As you two separated, you two began smiling softly before Kirishima stepped back. “I’ll wait for you down-” You grabbed his hand, your body moving against your mind and thoughts.

“Stay in here, it’ll just take a minute.” You whispered, holding his hand and bringing him to your bed to sit. You walked to your closet and grabbed out the white flowy dress, taking it off the hanger and placing it on your desk, beginning to strip off your clothes and change. You didn’t even have to look back at Kirishima, knowing that his eyes were laid on you. While you changed into your dress and put on your black flats to match, you finally met eye contact with Kirishima through your mirror. “Would you mind?” You asked, turning to let him see your zipper to the back of your dress.

He nodded nervously, sitting up and walking over to you, beginning to zip up your dress but stopping mid-zipper. You closed your eye as he kissed the back of your neck, sucking hard as to leave a mark as chills went up your spine. His lips finally left your body and zipped up your dress, hiding the hickey he had given. He then turned you around by himself, kissing your lips softly multiple times, before running sweet pecks down your face, lips, and collarbone.

You left to go to the bathroom, leaving him with a small smirk as he did the same, staring at you with his eyes wide as if you were the prettiest thing he had ever seen. You did your hair and makeup, making sure to put on the strawberry perfume your mother had got you, and the necklace your sister had given you. That was, until your hand grazed the ring that Mina had given you exactly one year ago as a birthday gift.

You sighed, a feeling of guilt and remorse in your heart as you put the necklace on. You were a girlfriend to the most beautiful girl in the world, and here you were kissing another boy. You knew it was wrong, but your body ached for it so much. The worst part was that you still loved Mina, but you felt such a feeling for Kiri as well that you couldn’t stop yourself. God, you were such an awful human being.

You walked out, making eye contact with Kirishima as his eyes bugged out. “God, you’re gorgeous.” He whispered, bringing you to a hug as you both wrapped your arms around each other. “I think I’m in love with you.” He murmured as you nodded, feeling him run his hands on your back. “Me too...” You whispered, letting him kiss you multiple times as his hands roamed your body.

He cupped your breasts, kissed your neck, nipped at your ear, and ran his hands through your h/c hair. “God, I want to spend the entire day with you. Why do we have to do something today?” He joked as you giggled, bringing his forehead to yours. “God, just give me a minute. I won’t be able to touch you for an entire day.” He smashed his lips into yours, bringing his tongue inside of your mouth. Yes you were moving fast, but he was just so addicting and sensual.

“Now, let’s go. Our parents will be here and... you have to go date my girlfriend.” You smiled, fixing his tie and hair as he held the door open for you and let you both out into the hallway. On the elevator ride down, you wiped the lip gloss off of his face as he stared at you, you allowing him to hold your waist. When you walked out, he walked off to join Mina, winking at you as you blushed, beginning to walk around.

You saw the Ashidos, knowing them from when you and Mina had done “sleepovers” during the Summer, and then the Kirishimas, all of them with black hair. You began to see the Iidas, Asuis, and of course the Todorokis which radiated tension and uncomfortability. Walking into the kitchen, you were met with the lovely sight of the Bakugos. “Katsuki! That is not how you do it! You have to season it before you cook so it mixes in! God, who taught you to cook?!”

Bakugo’s mother, who was a splitting image of him, began smacking him on the head as he tried to cook chicken on the stove. “Dear, we talked about this!” You turned to see Bakugo’s father, with brown hair and a button up golf shirt and jeans with glasses. At that moment, both of the parents turned to see you, angelic and beautiful in the doorway. “Katsukiiiii! Is this your little girlfriend who Kirishima told us about?!” She asked, running to you as Bakugo turned to look at you.

He stopped cold, blushing bright red as he looked at you, unable to believe his eyes. “Well, it didn’t take long for you to go from a four to a ten.” He commented as his mother playfully hit him. “Katsuki, you didn’t tell me she was such a looker! God, girl you’re beautiful! You must be Y/n! Call me Mitsuki!” She reached out her hand, grabbing yours to shake it abruptly. “Hi, I’m Masura, Bakugo’s father. It’s so nice to meet you.” He walked over calmly and extended his hand for you to shake, waiting for you to shake his hand unlike his wife.

The two were so different, yet they made total sense for the child they had raised. Totally crazy and energetic most of the time, but could be chill and calm if he wanted to or needed to. “Oh deary, say something! I’m so looking forward to meeting you! Katsuki, keep the chicken on the low cook and keep an eye on it while your father and I talk to your girlfriend!” She grabbed your arm and rushed you to the dining table, sitting you next to her.

“Now tell me, how did you and Katsuki meet? Did you ask him out first, or did my son actually grow a pair?! Tell me everything!” Mitsuki asked you, before her husband turned his eyes to his son. “Katsuki, that’s not how you-!” You turned to see Bakugo struggling with the chicken, quickly getting up and walking over to him to help. “Katsuki, you have to stir it so it’ll cook evenly.” You grabbed his hand in your own and began to move the spoon around the pan, moving the chicken, noodles and cheese sauce around.

Katsuki blushed, but he didn’t pull away as he looked over to see his Mother and Father watching attentively. At least that’s what he told himself when your bare touch sent electricity through his body, as if Denki had shocked him in the pool again during swim practice. As his parents stared at them googly-eyed, his mother reached into the pocket to get her phone. “Oh dear, I left my phone in the car. Let’s leave these two alone for a second and go get it.” Mitsuki smiled at her husband, grabbing his hand and forcing him to leave the building.

“You look good.” Bakugo murmured as you turned to him angrily, turning back and ignoring him. “I said you look good, like really good.” He commented once more, but you chose to ignore him again, not even bothering to turn. Before you could react, he grabbed you by the waist and pushed you against the corner, turning you around to face him. “Why are you ignoring me?” He asked as you rolled your eyes, trying to hold back the tears.

“You’re so rude at me, I’m doing you a favor here so your family doesn’t think you have a boyfriend!” You yelled at him, ignoring the fact that his leg was slowly making it’s way in between your own. “I’m doing you the same favor with your family!” He yelled back, now getting angry. What he wasn’t expecting was when you burst into tears, beginning to run out of the room before he grabbed your wrist. “Y/n!” He yelled, beginning to pull you to his chest as you cried. At that moment, he realized something...

“And you don’t even have to pay us! Just pretend to be our boyfriends for Mina’s family, and everything will be fine! Then we can both forget that any of it happened, and we’ll be set!”

You didn’t have a family coming for Family Day.

“You... I’m guessing your family isn’t coming today.” He murmured as you looked up at him, tears streaming from your e/c eyes. “Oh Y/n, I’m so sorry.” He whispered sadly, holding your head close to his heart as you could literally feeling it beating. “It’s okay... I’m used to it.” You explained as he couldn't help but feel like a jerk, even more than usual. “Is there anything I can do? Let me do something, I feel so bad.” Bakugo expressed, surprised when you pushed yourself from him.

“No... Don’t let me ruin your day with your mom and dad, enjoy time with them. I’m going to go fix up my hair, be right back.” Before Bakugo could argue, you ran out of the kitchen, and out of view. He would have run after you if his parents hadn’t walked into the kitchen the next second. “Aww, where is she? I wanted to take some photos!” Mitsuki exclaimed as she smiled, showing her phone to Bakugo.

“She had to go fix her hair, she’ll be back in a minute.” He groaned, staring at the food in front of him. All he could want is to feel your hand on his, and to feel your warmth on his body. He knew it was wrong to want you with neither of you being single, but the want was to great for him to think of any morals. Little did he know, his boyfriend was experiencing the same dilemma.

You walked into the bathroom, tears about to spill out of your eyes at the thought of your parents. Your mother would be the life of the party with the other moms, and your dad could talk about anything for hours with the dads. Your sister would have came and bonded with Mina, Bakugo, and Kiri. She would have loved them, saying that you could have dated any one of them and it’d be too cute.

Your family was so supportive, yet you had lost them in that one car accident in elementary school. Being forced into foster home after foster home, tragedy seemed to follow wherever you went. Your first foster home turned out to be a crack house, the second with young kids who just wanted the money, and the third was a woman who was too busy to give you the time of day.

The cycle seemed to end only when Aizawa installed the dorms, and you were ever so thankful. You were able to get money from companies you had saved from fires and earthquakes, so financially you were good. But mentally, losing your entire family in one night took a toll on you, and you had vowed to never grow close to anyone who you could lose again.

But then Mina came into your life and changed everything. In a single week you went from not talking at all like Shoto to being the most social girl in the class. You became friend’s with everyone, and thanks to her, you also learned a thing or two about your sexuality. By the time you and her got together, your entire life had changed for the better. Yet, sometimes it still hurt.

As your sobs filled the bathroom, you failed to hear the door open and close behind you. “Y/n?! Oh gosh, what happened?” You looked into the mirror to see Mina running to you, hugging you from behind. “I... I miss them. I really really miss them.” You told him as she nodded, wiping a tear from your cheek. “You poor thing. I know it hurts.”

She gave you a sad smile before hugging you again. “Just think about how proud they would be. You went from a foster kid to a UA student who’s going to make it big and become a pro hero! You’re incredible Y/n. They’re proud of you. I’m proud of you. They love you. I love you. I know it’s hard, but just think about how much they love you. You are making them so happy.”

You smiled at your girlfriend as she kissed your cheek. “So, what are you doing in here? Trying to hide from your parents again?” You asked as Mina giggled, blushing. “You know me too well. The tension between Kirishima and my parents are terrible. Not to mention that Kirishima’s parents left to go see his brother and want to meet up for dinner tonight, so it’s just Kiri and my family.”

You smiled at Mina, loving the way that she could still make you smile whenever she wanted. “Yikes. Want me to come help out? Bakugo and I aren’t... doing the best.” Mina smiled at you, nodding. “Of course!! I was thinking I would have to beg you!” She grabbed your hand and wiped the tears off your cheek before pulling you out into the hall towards her family and Kirishima.

As soon as you got close to them, you watched all of their eyes brighten up. “Hey Kiddo! Long time no see!” Mina’s father, one of the main owners of the country club nearby, gave you a side hug happily. “Oh dear, is it possible that you’ve gotten prettier since the Summer?” Mrs. Ashido exclaimed happily, hugging you tightly. “It’s good to see you’ve recovered.” She smiled.

“Recovered?” Kirishima asked curiously as you turned to him, remembering that he was there. “Oh ya, I rode my motorcycle off the roof of Mina’s house and broke my arm. I missed the pool. It was nothing though, I got over it fast.” The Ashidos and you laughed it off as Kirishima’s eyes widened. You were so cool... “Anyways, what’s been up with you chica?” Mrs. Ashido asked, smiling ear-to-ear as she started a conversation with her second child.

“Oh, nothing much. UA is such an amazing school, it’s wild. The dorms are brand new and I’m neighbors with Mina and my other friend Hagakure so it’s never that loud. 1-A is such a nice class, I’m literally friends with everyone. They’re all just so nice and we all help each other, plus the guys are so cool. Denki charges my phone when we’re on the bus, and Sato makes me cake.”

As Mina’s parents laughed and continued to carry on the conversation, you happened to look over at Mina and Kirishima. They were whispering and giggling with one another, holding hands and sitting very close as they stared into each other’s eyes, smiling widely with blushed faces. Something in your stomach dropped as they both looked over, meeting eye contact with you.

They froze before separating, trying to pretend like nothing had happened. “If you’ll excuse me, I just think I forgot to put out the candles in my room. Be right back.” You excused yourself from the conversation with Mina’s parents, quickly walking into the elevator. “Wait, Y/n!” As you entered the elevator, you turned to see Kiri and Mina running after you.

You pressed the 2nd floor button, letting tears fall onto your face as you watched the two run after you. Lucky for you, the doors closed before they could get to you, letting you cry in peace. You closed your eyes tightly and let the tears fall onto your cheeks, feeling exhausted from the lack of school, emotional, and confused about what you were feeling.

Mina and Kiri were just so perfect together, and they obviously had feelings for one another, yet they both had said they loved you earlier that day. Were you bringing them down, or being played? As the elevator opened and you ran out, you ran into someone. Almost falling before they grabbed you, you looked up to see Bakugo. “I went to your room to check but you weren’t there.”

He helped you back to your feet before seeing the tears streaming down your face. “What’s wrong with you?” He asked, surprised when you ran into his chest, now sobbing. “Today has been the worst day of my life! I haven’t slept all week because I was thinking about my family, and then today has just been the absolute worst!” You confessed as he nodded, petting your head.

You were shocked at his sudden gesture, filled with surprising compassion and sympathy. “I know how you feel. I made a girl who I love cry.” You looked up at Bakugo, eyes wide as you could only guess what he had meant. “I bet that made you feel like a jerk.” You murmured slowly, staring into his red crimson eyes. “Yea, I should have ran after her.”

Slowly, you and Bakugo leaned together, kissing slowly. He cupped your face with his hand, and used the other on the back of your head to intensify the kiss. “God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” He whispered as he began to trail he hands to your waist, squeezing every curve of your body. Slowly, he pushed your back into the elevator and pushed you up against the wall.

“Wait, no. I can’t do this.” You pushed him away as he sighed, separating only a bit from your lips. “I’m risking just as much as you.” He exclaimed as you both didn’t realize the elevator door had opened. “No, I can’t do any of this! I’ve kissed you, Mina, and Kirishima in the same day!” As you saw Bakugo’s eyes widen, you turned around to see Kirishima and Mina staring back.

“I’m such an awful person!” You cried out, running past them and into the side hallway towards the side exit. As you grabbed the door and tried to run out, you felt Kirishima wrap his hands around your waist. “No! Let go of me, please!” You begged, pushing against him as he continued to held you close, letting Bakugo and Mina catch up to you both.

“Y/n, please relax. It’s fine, nobody is mad at you.” Kirishima tried to calm you as you finally stopped fighting, dangling from his arms as tears streamed down your face. “I’m mad at myself. What kind of girlfriend am I?’ You asked as your eyelids slowly drooped down. “Baby, how much sleep have you gotten recently?” Mina asked as you looked up at her slowly.

“Two and a half hours...” You whispered as Bakugo’s eyes widened at you. “God, no wonder you’ve been so emotional today. You must feel like you’re dying.” He exclaimed as you nodded, sleep overcoming you without your consent. “Oh god, go get her to her room. I’ll go tell our parents that she’s not doing well. Then we all can meet up for dinner.” Mina explained before leaving towards the main room.

“Let’s go. I’ll carry her.” Bakugo told his boyfriend as Kirishima shook his head. “I wanted to.” Kirishima protested as Bakugo sighed angrily. “Fine, let’s go!” Bakugo groaned, opening the door to the exit and leading Kirishima to Y/n’s room. When they walked in, Kirishima laid her on the bed while Bakugo walked to get her water bottle.

He handed it to Kirishima who put it on the nightstand before laying a blanket on top of her. “She doesn’t have a fever, so I think she’ll be fine.” Kirishima murmured as Katsuki nodded and sighed. “You... kissed her?” Bakugo asked as Kirishima turned to him, nodding guiltily. “I almost kissed Mina, but only Y/n. Did you?” Kirishima asked as Bakugo nodded upsettingly. “I... I’m a terrible boyfriend.” Kirishima murmured.

“No, don’t blame yourself. I did the exact same thing, except not Mina.” Bakugo sat down next to his boyfriend, letting Kiri lean on him. “Please don’t break up with me. I... I really love you Bakugo.” Kirishima looked into his boyfriend’s eyes, kissing him slowly. “I love you too Kirishima. Never ever forget it.” Bakugo kissed his forehead, before putting his arm around Kirishima.

“So... now what? We both love each other, and we both love her.” Kirishima asked, but was met with silence, meaning that Bakugo literally didn’t know. The silence was interrupted when Mina walked back in. “All of our families are meeting for pizza at 8 tonight. How’s she doing?” She asked as they both turned to her, smiling.

“She’s doing well. She’s not sick, just probably tired. She can sleep for three hours and then go to dinner.” Kirishima explained, holding onto your hand tightly as you slept. “So... what now? The three of us drove her to exhaustion and an anxiety attack. I think we owe her an answer, and apology.” Mina explained as the two boys nodded. “What about... all of us in a relationship? I’m okay with it if you guys are.”

Bakugo and Kirishima exchanged glances, surprised by Mina’s proposition. “I... I’d be down to try it.” Bakugo whispered, shocking Kirishima by his confession. “I... Of course.” Kirishima began to smile as Mina sat down and hugged them quickly. “You guys are the sweetest. Now it’s just up to...” All three of them turned to the h/c girl in the bed.

“We can get an answer when she’s up for it. Right now, she just needs to-” Mina stopped as you opened your eyes partially. “Mina? Bakugo? Kiri? What’s happening?” You asked, looking around your room. “Nothing baby, just go to sleep.” Mina began rubbing your back as you shook your head no. “Please.” You tugged on her sleeve, and then on Kirishima’s.

Slowly you pulled all of them into the queen bed of your dorm, including Bakugo who surprisingly climbed in after Kiri. “What about dinner?” Bakugo asked as you pulled him closer. “We have a few more hours. Don’t worry about it.” Kirishima ruffled his boyfriend’s spiky blonde hair and nestled into the crook of his neck. There, and only there, did you feel like you had a family again. Two boyfriends and an adorable girlfriend.

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sillyfudgemonkeys · 3 years ago

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Comic buff with a thought, I notice the P5MM art and composition is more striking and closer to p5's art and style than the other manga, which is fine, but kinda... flat. (I find myself thinking there's something missing when I read it, then I look back at P5MM and I notice how there's more clever paneling, imagery, and stylistic choices akin to the games in it (like that one goro panel ya had a rant about) and I realize what's missing) That could be why P5MM is brought up more, just a guess. I dunno how you feel about all that though, I'm curious.

Under the cut cause it gets long cause of pictures:

I am very big on art style and visual presentation. I do actually judge a book by it's cover (manga, game, movie, show, yadda). If I find something pleasing to my eye I'll read it.....even if the contents are trash. Domestic Girlfriend is one, horrible manga (didn't finish, was holding out for Momo, aka best girl, and getting closure for her....then I bounced). Didn't watch the anime (didn't need to I was way ahead in the manga I think), but I know that opening is wasted on it. ldskfjaf Don't invest your time into it, it's not worth it, you would probably learn better morals from P5.......probably. But yeah I found the art style pleasing enough to try it out (I's not amazing by any means, but I like looking at it....or did.....that writing man....dat was bad ;w;).... *waves hands vaguely in air* yeah.

Fun fact, it's why I got into Persona. I happened across an ad for P4 on the PS2 in the Gameinformer magazine, it showed a screenshot from an animated cutscene plus one of the fully body art for the chars and I was like "Yes this is my jam!" (which only doubled down when I read what it was about, and it was a murder mystery and the article also talked up "the mystery of the glasses" which fakldjsalkfs yeah). So yeah it really clicked for me.

Tbh it's why I'm probably going to get back into freaking Bleach, and it's why I got into it and Naruto over One Piece (I don't think I'll ever read ON I'm sorry). Tite Kubo has sexy art what can I say? Can't trust a thing that man writes now but eh. It's also the reason I read a lot of Shojo (and now Yuri) manga, cause their art style is usually what I find very appealing (even if I've read the same gd shojo love story just by a different name for the 1000th time, give me the flowers and sparkly eyes! they are my life blood!)

And I've mentioned I really like Saito's art style. I've (attempted) to color some of his pieces on top of animate some manga frames (most of which I haven't actually published......I...I should....get around to finishing those up....haha...aha....haaaa). I really like his art, it's pleasant. But even with good art, I can still see past it and see what BS it's peddling and it can hamper my enjoyment of it. If I don't look at the context of the scene or the words on the page, I can be down with it. But when I'm reading.......I get annoyed. I balk at anything with Goro. I guffaw whenever Makoto's on screen (cause Saito nails her from P5, she acts useful but really she's useless but the narrative views her as useful it ironically makes her useless......it's the weirdest thing I've ever witnessed >.>). Like Saito really.....gets P5 it seems, down to it's flaws even (tho he can actually make the good parts of P5 shine, or at least parts that P5 failed to execute....execute in a way). But he also makes the flaws.....shine that much harder for me.

Now the Reg manga? it's nothing special art style wise, in fact it starts off VERY wonky, and while still wonky, has gotten a lot....better/cuter (esp Ryu). Not like shojo cute just.......I wanna squish their wittle faces cute (at times when it's not serious).

Like when it comes to Reg Manga these are the two pieces that have appeared in it that I feel kinda hit the P5 mark in terms of style:

(look at Mona, coming into this world like the pustule that he is 8U)

Which isn't much, but it's something. At least Reg's AOA is better looking than the anime. 8U

But I dunno, as the chapters go on, the Mangaka allows for more cuter expressions, and I just like their neat:

(btw I colored that page)

I dunno, it's not as overtly cutsey as Saito:

But they are still charming in a more simple way (without out having them go full chibi), it subtle but it gives it flavor. "Silly why are most, if not all those pics of Ryu and Anne?" I dunno guys maybe you should ask them how their backs are doing, cause they're the ones who are carrying the Reg manga when it comes to this! 8U

Tho I do think the first ch or two of Reg does a better job capturing P5's feel than the rest of the chapters, I think the mangaka is just.....bogged down by exposition and the game's BS that a lot of text on their pages so it almost reads like a novel:

ALots of text, not the most dynamic of framing with the panels. It's kinda eh. I haven't really read the manga past the 2nd dungeon tbh (I mean......as the residential #1 Makoto hater, I think that's fair.....that I'd start to zone out during my least fav dungeon....and then continue zoning out during my 2nd least fav dungeon askfdjaflk)

But during the first two dungeon arcs, I liked how.....bad the PT were at thieving, I liked how green they were. It was obviously a learning process. I also like some of the fight choreo (Saito did the best hand to hand one in the series in P4U's Yu vs Sho....which I actually animated....spoiler.....no I have no released that...my dumbass wants to tempt fate and see if I can redo it in color even tho it took me 4 days non stop to get that animated in just black and white.....but I am a fool so alas 8U). I mean it's not mind blowing, but it was simple and decently thought out, which is more than I feel like we usually get (esp with the anime shows....or at least P4/5's).

But I think what draws me in is....it's lack of P5 style. P5 style has them being still oh so cool despite being new at everything. It's tired me out. P5's how identity is style. It's....style over substance (gonna rile some feathers with that....Cvit(?) vid title). But P5 is overtly stylish, to the point it......weighs on me. Drags me down. Tires me out. I don't think they're cool, I'm bored with it. Ironically, Reg manga lacks that, which......def would make someone (and me usually) give it much of a passing glance. It's very basic I guess. But.....consider me, being in P5 hell, surrounded by all it's nausea inducing stylishness, sees a small break in the hellish hurricane to see.......normalcy. It kinda makes me connect better with the kids (kinda, it's still P5).

They feel like normal kids, trying to do their thing (sometimes trying to look/act cool and failing), and.....it's just the absolute antitheses to P5's brand......and I think that's why I like it. KLFJDSAFLKJA;

Anyway, who knows, maybe when I catch up on Reg in english and re-read MM with the official translation I might change my mind about a few things, or at least how I rank them. But for post length sake, and my sanity sake, I think I should keep the anime and mangas out of the "Which entry do you hate least" post......because I should just make another post where I go into both mangas as well as compare and contrast the anime! :D I'm just delaying some insanity for later haha....

Wait.........I just remember Day Breakers exists......and I liked it....still do....don't have much issue with it. Well shit, that is probably the one entry I hate the least. fklsdjfalkjdfkla;jsL;FJljsfdlskafaj *sobs* nO NO, I committed, and that's just a sad loophole. fdklsajflakfj *sobs* I still need to the game thing, cause let's be honest, the games are where it counts.

So right now my ranking for manga/anime is:

Daybreakers>Reg manga> MM>>>>>>>>>>TV Show Anime and it's OVAs (may the burn in the hell fire from which they spawned)

Oh, one last thing, forgot to put it in but I dunno where to put it now. I like how the manga tones down the pervyness some:

I mean Ryu is a fellow monkey. u_u .......but it's for the best I don't have to see his ape expression. ;w; (iirc the pyramid scene was a lot shorter/faster, but that's by the grace of reading and books rather than animation I suppose).

#silly asks #silly answers #i can't believe day breakers is what I hate least dfkjsalfjaf

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petri808 · 4 years ago

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The lecture hall they were in was one of those large amphitheater types that gave the students a semi-anonymity from the teacher far up front if you stayed towards the back. Gray preferred it that way, but strangely a girl he knows, that tends to sit up front was right in front of him today. He wouldn’t say they were friends, but after a couple of classes together, they were comfortable enough to engage in conversations. His eyes narrow in, studying her odd behavior as she typed furiously on the phone held low in her lap. Something clearly had her agitated.

“Psst,” he leans in whispering quietly so as not to attract attention. “Psst, Levy, where’s the fire?”

Without turning around, the woman holds up a pointer finger, effectively hushing him. “One second,” she mumbles, too engrossed in whatever conversation she was already in.

He sits back in wait and goes back to listening to the teacher. That was fine with him, considering he’d only been interested because it wasn’t her norm. Maybe she was fighting with her parents or boyfriend and that was none of his business. But no matter how hard he tried to focus on the lecture, his eyes kept shifting back to Levy every time she moved. Ugh! It was distracting! She’d shift in her chair, at times typing slower and relaxed, then switch instantly all hunched into another round of animated typing.

“Oi!” He whispers through clenched teeth. “At least sit still, you’re kinda distracting.”

Levy stops typing in a huff, but just as she’s about to tell him to back off, she notices a couple other students around them not so subtly staring at her as well. “Sorry,” she mumbles, “it’s just my best friend and she freaking out right now.”

“Doesn’t she know you’re in class?”

“Yeah, but,” Levy sighs, “it’s complicated, okay. I’m sorry if I was being distracting.”

“It’s fine, but are you okay?”

She looks to her phone, then teacher, biting her lip in debate. The professor hadn’t noticed anything amiss yet and since she was running out of options... Levy quickly shoots off a final text to her friend, bundles up her stuff, climbing under the desks that separated them and takes a seat next to Gray. Being small had its advantages. She takes one last look towards the front to make sure the teacher was none the wiser before relaxing with a long exhale.

In a low tone, she leans closer to hide their conversation. “My friend would kill me if she knew I was talking to anyone else about this, but I’m running out of arguments. She been freaking out about a guy and is torn about giving him a second chance.”

“What, did he cheat on her? Cause I’d say get rid of the loser.”

“It’s, um, more complicated— we’re not actually sure if he did cheat or not.”

“Still, if there’s even a question, it’s better to just not deal with a guy like that.”

“Oh, I totally agree! I’d normally be the first to say dump the loser. But I don’t know...” she shrugs, “I did some digging on my own and after the stuff I saw, I’m inclined to believe his story. She was really excited about Natsu too.”

Gray suddenly places his hand on her arm, “hold up, did you say Natsu? Is your friends name Lucy?”

“Yeah! How’d you know?!”

“Shhh!”

The pair stiffen at the sound of a fellow students voice and hunch closer to quiet their sound. “How do you know Natsu or Lucy?”

“Well,” Gray chuckles, “that idiot is my best friend and he’s all messed up over this Lucy friend of yours.”

“Not!” Levy crosses her arms, “then why didn’t I see you in any of his Insta pics?”

“I hate taking pictures so I’m the guy behind many of those photos.”

“Okay, that could be true. Then, um, how’d they meet? If he’s your best friend you’d know details.”

Gray sits back and grins, “I’m the one who found her note in his pocket. If it wasn’t for me, it would’a got washed and they’d never met up again.”

“Pfft. Okay, I believe you cause I remember her telling me that’s what he told her.” She sits back as well, “guess this really is a small world. Do you think she should give him a second chance? Wait,” she waves her hand, wiping the statement away, “actually, I want more details, like do you know who this Touka girl is?”

“Psycho girl, yeah I do. She’s been stalking him for a couple of years, always seems to show up when she thinks there’s a rival. To be honest I’m not even sure how she found out about that cafe date, but I assume she follows him around.”

“They’ve never dated?”

“Nope. See, Natsu’s a friendly guy, very naive about women or people in general. You could say he’s the type who just likes to be friends with everyone. So, at first, he tolerated her since she was nice, kind of bright and seemed intelligent, absolutely no red flags in the beginning... that is until Lisanna came along.”

“Lisanna?”

“She was just a girl in one of his class about a year and a half ago.” He waves his hand curtly, “no romantic interest, just lab partners and acquaintances like how we’re chatting right now, but in Touka’s eyes, she was competition. After that, psycho came out. She started doing stuff like show up whenever they were together, claiming to be his girlfriend, approaching Lisanna outside of school, we also found her fake Insta page, well the first one anyways, Natsu said Lucy showed him a new one. Touka finally backed off when Lisanna’s real boyfriend showed up one day and told her to stop bothering his girl.”

“Wo—w, this is not helping actually. I mean, she sounds irritating.”

“She’s never done anything more than creepy stuff so far, but yeah, I never liked her. I told him he should’a set her straight right from the beginning but noooo, he felt bad for her.”

“This is so much to process, I feel like I’m in a Korean drama.”

“Tell me about it, I mean my girl is kinda clingy but nowhere near psycho stalker chick. Hey, tell ya what since class is almost over. How about we grab lunch after, and I’ll fill you in on any details you want. Whatever you wanna know about Natsu.”

“No bro-code between you guys?”

“Tch, he’ll owe me big time when this is over.”

“Sounds like a plan. “Levy chuckles, “they’ll both owe us something.”

#nalu #nalu fan fic #nalu fan fiction #Natsu dragneel #Lucy heartfilia #Natsu x lucy #nalu au #fairytail #strangers on a train #ch 11 #petri808

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generalfoolish · 4 years ago

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We Go Together

General Dameron!AU

Chapter 1: A Welcome Party of One | Chapter 2

Rating: General for now! It gets more spicy later, and I’ll update accordingly.

Summary: OC character starts flying with the resistance, and happens to meet General Poe Dameron. Eventually, they'll do more than just talk and badly flirt.

A/N: Hey guys! This is my fic from AO3, and I wanted to add it to my master list. It’s a work in progress! Also, we deviate a bit from the actual story of the sequels, but I try to stay pretty close to the lore of the SW universe.

The explosion burned too bright against Darial’s eyes. The darkness of space enveloped the blinding whites, and glanced sharply against her radiation shield. A red laser shooting from the wreckage jerked her back to life; and in seconds she was maneuvering away from the burning ship behind her.

Dary heard the crackling in her ear piece, and she breathed deeply to steady herself. The casualties would be many. They were increasing ten-fold after each mission. This re-con had gone sideways, fast. She cursed under her breath and banked a hard left against a Tie Fighter shooting near her rear. Her eyes followed the green beams coming from her own X-wing, and smiled when they found their mark.

“Green Two!” The static garbled the words, but she made her call name out.

“Green Two responding,” She grimaced at her own croaky voice. She needed water, and badly.

“Green Two, disengage. Pulling back.” The words were more chewed up this time, her commander getting lost in the static.

“Pulling back, Green Leader.”

“Settle for Base.”

“Base bound, Green Two off.” She eased off the thrusters and checked the nav. Deftly, she punched in the coordinates for Ajan Kloss, and rolled her neck as hyperspace engaged.

She had enough time to glance around and see her team doing the same, before she was flung into the dazzling rush of white jets of light. She could never get over hyperspace. The urge to jerk out of the tunnel, she realized dimly, had never gone away either. Dary knew that the only reason she preferred hyper was that space was too inky black for her comfort. In her years as a pilot, she had never found comfort amongst the stars. She was always unsettled in the darkness, and felt uneasy in the absence of any celestial bodies.

“Something to keep my mind off the dead, at least.” She murmured to herself. In the brightly lit cockpit, there was nowhere to hide those dark thoughts. Her orange jumpsuit glowed, nearly reflective, as if to prove her point.

The nav system started beeping, and gave her the respite she needed to ignore the deep seated survivor’s guilt building in her stomach. She punched a few buttons, flicked a few switches, and dropped out of hyperspace. She found herself laughing, and wished flying was as easy as dropping out of hyper. She nosed her X towards the green moon.

Dary hadn’t had the opportunity to see Ajan Kloss yet, and she had heard it was a beautiful moon. The landscape rushing up to greet her after her descent into the atmosphere was a welcome sight. The rumors weren’t true, though. They left too much unsaid. The whispers of a jungle had missed the devastation of how mesmerizing the moon was. It was so alive, that Dary felt a sob stick in her chest. She shook her head slightly, and focused on the landing pattern.

“Green Two, requesting landing.” She breathed into her mic; still moved by the beauty of the greenery around her. A welcome sight after days of barren space.

“Green Two, welcome home. Head to bay 4.” The gruff voice told her. She was glad to hear Basic in a friendly tone, and never happier to get rid of the undertone of urgency or panic. She docked down in Bay 4, and noted that it looked like every other bay in the resistance, before switching her engines off.

The astromech popped the radiation shield for her, and she pulled her helmet off.

“Thanks R6.” Dary smiled warmly at her droid. He beeped in response. She left him for now, and knew he was in good hands. The Resistance loved their droids, and pilots doubly so. She had left her helmet in the cockpit, and climbed down the ladders a mechanic had pushed, over after she had touched down. The mech was nowhere to be found now, and she decided not to take it personally. She wasn’t anyone special, and the mission had been a failure to be sure. Plus, she didn’t know anyone on this moon. She rolled her eyes at herself.

“What? You expectin’ a welcome party, Dary? A full roll out?” A hardness settled in her chest, and she screwed her eyes up as she jerked the zipper of the flight suit down. She had just stepped out of the suit, focusing singularly on her muddy boots, when she heard the throat clearing cough come from behind her. She turned slowly, making a mental note to clean her shoes later. She was annoyed. She wanted to cry in the shower. She wanted to find her new quarters.

“Yes?” She was sharper than she meant to be, but she was tired.

“Yes, sir.” He said, a smirk dancing on his lips. She raised an eyebrow, but didn’t echo his request. “Because I’m Poe. General Poe Dameron.” He continued, and she realized he had expected her to know him.

“General Dameron!” She exclaimed with as much forced enthusiasm as she could muster. “What can I do for you, sir?” She asked, snapping to attention. Her flight suit still bundled around her boots. He dropped his smirk.

“You’re Green Two, right? Ardan?” His voice had lost nearly all traces of the humor from before.

“Yes, sir.” Dary answered quickly, not wanting to get into real trouble. She held his eyes for a moment, before stooping to grab her flight suit. “How can I help you, sir?” She asked genuinely, folding her suit as she talked. He smiled again, and she couldn’t help but notice he was that much more handsome for it. He was slim, but muscular beneath his loosely fitted button up. The light material really made his tanned skin glow in the bright sun.

“They tell me you saved a lot of lives doing something very dangerous and very reckless.” Her mouth fell open, and she snapped it shut with enough force to rattle her back teeth.

“Sir, I was taking calculated risks to ensure that my fellow pilots made it back in one piece.”

“You were outmanned and outgunned, why would you try to take down a Starfighter alone?”

“I reasoned that if I were successful, then it would be a great advantage for my team.”

“What if you weren’t?” She couldn’t read him, and so she tried pleading her case earnestly.

“Then I would have done everything in my power to make sure that I at least bought my team a few minutes for a retreat.” She swallowed painfully; her throat was tight and dry.

“Good work out there today, Ardan. That kind of honest fighting is how we’ll win.” He took her by the shoulder, and simply held it for a moment. It wasn’t lost on her that his palm devoured her shoulder, and engulfed her more than she thought possible. His words filled in her a sense of pride, and her heart hammered against her ribs.

“Thanks, sir.” She squeaked out, and immediately regretted how she sounded. He only smiled, and opened his other hand in a gesture. He swept his arm back, indicating she was to move that way, and somehow her brain registered the signal and started walking. Her steps felt as clumsy as a newborn banthas.

“Have you been to the base before?” He asked, his hands swinging lazily by his side. She struggled to match his long stride, although he seemed to be moving at a leisurely pace.

“No, but the view flying in was something else.” She told him, shyly moving her hair behind her ears.

“It always reminds me of Yavin.” He told her, a small smile lifting to his eyes.

“I’ve never been,” She admitted freely, “It must be lovely to be comparable to here. Is Yavin another base?” He chuckled a little, and studied her face.

“I was born on Yavin, but it does have a...rich history involving resistances. Look, not to be forward, but I was on my way to dinner. The brass has me doing some drills at an unbelievably early kriffing hour, and so I plan to turn in early. You can say no, but you’d be doing me a pretty big favor. We don’t get a lot of new faces, especially pretty faces. Whaddya say, take another risk?” He laughed, and any doubts she had were gone. If it was inappropriate, surely he wouldn’t ask.

“That sounds lovely.” She told him before she could reconsider. Her eyes trained on her boots as they walked forward. She didn’t know how her boots had gotten so dirty. There isn’t mud in space, she breathed out her nose in a sort of snort laugh, and caught Poe’s eyes. He raised an eyebrow at her.

“Something funny?” He asked, amused

“Just...well it’s dumb, but my boots are filthy. No idea how, I’ve been in space for days. No mud in the cockpit.” She told him aimlessly, the words falling out easily. She couldn’t help it; he was impossibly easy to talk to. He grinned at her, nodding along.

“Forget being clean. The first rule of the Resistance is to be as dirty as possible, but also you must always be absolutely presentable.” He laughed, pointing a finger at her in a menacing way. She liked this. She hadn’t really fit in on her last post.

“Let me stash my suit,” She managed between laughing fits. His stories were coming more freely, and the long walk to the end of the terminal was almost over. She jogged to a locker and found her code name. Green Two. Impersonal, but perfect. Especially, she grimaced, in the heat of battle. It was a precaution, just in case the First Order happened to tap the comms. She stashed her suit quickly, and turned on her heel to find Poe just waiting for her. Patiently, he was watching her. Her breath caught, and before she could let that color her face she forced her legs to close the distance between them.

“Hungry?” She groaned.

“So, what happened after you got caught?” She asked, picking up the last thread of conversation easily, as they started the last leg of the walk to the commissary.

“Well, what you need to know is how to confuse a bageraset--I escaped, of course.” He shrugged, throwing her a smirk. She could smell the stew now, and knew that it would be just edible. Her stomach growled in anticipation, though. Which earned her a shoulder nudge from her companion.

“Starving, actually. I wasn’t joking about being in space for days. All I’ve had are those dreadful ration bars.” He laughed in response.

“That won’t do. The food here isn’t as bad as some of the posts. The cook is trained, so he does alright.” He opened the right side of the double swinging doors with one arm, and gestured her in with the other. The bustle of the canteen hit her right away.

Laughing, yelling, eating, drinking, and just a general buzz of life. She normally prefered the quiet, but the energy was contagious. She turned a quick grin to Poe before ducking past him.

#poe dameron #original character #poe dameron x oc #idiots in love #Star Wars oc #star wars #sequels #eventual smut

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the-great-marsh · 4 years ago

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If you could recommend at least five blogs to your followers, who would they be? What songs do you listen to when wanting to get into the mood of roleplaying? Other than roleplaying, what’s your favorite hobby?

Late Munday Questions! | ACCEPTING

OH BOY I GET TO GUSH ABOUT MY FRIENDS!! AWESOME!!

@gigekitanzan is literally my BEST FUCKING FRIEND!! I LOVE AXEL SO MUCH... THEY’RE SUCH AN AMAZING GORDIE AND I ADORE THEM!! They always are there for me when I need someone to talk to, and they’re just the best friend I could have ever asked for!! I adore them and you should give their blog a follow, as well as their other blog @deepsea-guardian !!

@noxencores YES KIT YOU ARE NOT EXEMPT FROM THE GUSHING!! i love you so much... you’re always so lovely to talk to and I adore you!! Your Piers is incredible and I absolutely love him!! I love the autism hcs it makes me habby... and I love what we’ve got planned for Roark and Piers too!! And their leetol daughter Amandine... love her... I’m just so excited for everything and AAA I LOVE YOU KIT!!

@barrika-dark IS ANOTHER AMAZING PIERS!! THEIR HCS AND THINGS ARE SO AMAZING... I ABSOLUTELY ADORE TALKING TO THEM OOC AS WELL!! SUCH A DELIGHTFUL PERSON, AND WITH AMAZING WRITING TO BOOT!! I’m so excited for the things we have planned for Mallow and Piers... sibling shenanigans... love those two!! Please shoot them a follow, you won’t regret it!!

@drakenskies IS A TOTAL SWEETHEART WITH AN ABSOLUTELY AMAZING RAIHAN!! I love just going into Libra’s dms and asking about their Raihan and just getting so many paragraphs of hc goodness... Libra’s an incredible writer and their Raihan makes me SO happy... seeing how happy he is with Leon makes me SOB... AND HE’S A GOOD DAD TO GLORIA... LOVE THESE TWO... plus!! Libra’s a joy to talk to outside of rp!! We talk a lot and I’m so glad I got over my nerves and reached out to them!! Such an amazing friend and writer, love you Libra!!

@xfaucheuse MY FELLOW ROARK... if you like my Roark, please give their Roark a follow over at @fcssilized !! An incredibly lovely person who I cannot wait to get to know better!! We’ve been working on a sibling au for our Roark and honest to god IT’S SO WEIRD HOW MANY COINCIDENCES THERE ARE BETWEEN OUR PORTRAYALS? LIKE THEIR MOMS NAMES ARE BOTH JADE... OUR ROARK’S HEIGHTS ARE THE MUN’S HEIGHTS BUT SWAPPED... THERE’S SO MUCH!! But I digress, I love you dude!! Can’t wait to talk to you more!!

@fallenspirit IS MY LITERAL FUCKIGN BROTHER!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH ANDY!! WE TALK CONSTANTLY AND OUR DISCORD RPS ARE LIKE... SO FUN... I REALLY LIKE WHAT WE’VE GOT GOING BETWEEN ROARK AND SPIRIT!! You’re so lovely to talk to and I really can’t wait to meet you someday because you’re really like the brother I always wanted. You’re always there for me, and I can only hope that I’ve been doing a good job of being there for you too. LOVE YOU BRO!!

@circhester-flair YOURE SUCH A SWEETIE... I LOVE TALKING TO YOU AND I HOPE A TIME COMES WHERE YOU’RE NOT INTIMIDATED BY ME!! I’m literally a potato and I love you so much dude!! You’re such a sweetie and you’re always messaging me to check up on me and stuff and I cannot tell you how much that means to me... and your muses are amazing too!! I love your Erika so much... can’t wait to progress the ship more with her and Mallow!! I adore you dude!! Please go check out their Erika over at @celadonbeauty !!

@breakingswipe I’M SO GLAD I STARTED TALKING TO YOU AGAIN EVEN THO I WAS NERVOUS YOU’D BE UPSET I’D FORGOTTEN TO MESSAGE YOU FOR SO LONG... Raihan is such a good dad to Gloria and I really love the dynamic we’ve got going with them so far!! I love your Raihan so much and I love you as a mun, Ra! I can’t wait to get to know you better because you just seem like such an incredible sweetheart!!

@battletowered WHIMSY I LOVE YOU... they did the icons for my oc Marilene over at @/riptcde and I absolutely adore them, please give them a commission if you’re looking for someone to get icons from! Otherwise though, Whimsy’s an incredible Leon!! And an incredible friend in general!! I love talking to them and I hope I can get to know them better in the future!! Such a total sweetie, I adore them!!

@teamyellboss I LOVE YOU DUDE... IT’S SO NICE TO TALK TO YOU ALL THE TIME AND I’M SO GLAD WE’VE BEEN TALKING MORE! You’re always so nice to talk to and you really understand the shit I’m going through which is so lovely to hear and just... UGH I love your Piers. Why are Piers muns always so fucking rad? There’s literally so many Piers muns on this list. ALSO THANK YOU FOR THE SNAKE PICS I ADORE THEM... you’re such a sweetie and I love talking to you!! Mwah!!

ALRIGHT I’D LIKE TO SHOUT OUT MORE FRIENDS BUT THAT’S ALREADY WAY MORE THAN FIVE... OOPS...

And!! As for other hobbies? I love singing, shiny hunting, sewing, and researching my special interest, snakes! I adore snakes they’re my babies... if you have a snake PLEASE send me pics...

#long post #SORRY I HAD TO GUSH ABOUT MY FRIENDS... I HAD TO...#kitsxmuses

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kvmnamjoons · 3 years ago

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evans

What drew you to rping this FC?

His personality and the fact that he's such a great leader for his group. He's always so friendly and showing fans how much he cares

What’s something you dislike about how you write or wish you were better at?

Sometimes I get to wrapped up in details

What’s something about your FC that you wouldn’t like if you had to spend time with them irl?

Probably him being clumsy. I'm already clumsy so everything would be destroyed around us

What’s a similarity you have with your FC?

I answered this already ^^

What’s the hardest thing for you to write?

Certain forms of intimacy

Have you learned anything new about your FC since you started playing them?

I answered this already ^^

Why do you roleplay?

To connect with others and get lost in a different place when life gets in the way

Do you write fiction ever other than rping?

I do actually! I haven't in a while because of lack of motivation

What’s your favorite thing about rping?

I answered this already ^^

Do you think about your threads and your character when you aren’t roleplaying? How and for how long on average?

I answered this already ^^

What’s a ship you really like rping?

If I had to choose one, I really like rping my ship with @westcoastsaweetie Diamonte and Hongjoong just make me so happy and I'm forever grateful that me and Robin get to come up with different ideas for the two of them. Also the other ship we have planned for Seonghwa and Janhvi is just too cute like I can't wait for other ideas we come up with for them <3

What’s a ship you never thought you’d do?

I'll refer to the ship I mentioned in the last question. Never expected Hongjoong to end up dating anyone in the rp till later on but Diamonte and him just happened. One minute they were talking and next they were flirting and promising to meet up. It wasn't even plotted and I love it so much!

What do you dislike about roleplaying angst?

I usually don't rp angst since i tend to be emotionally sensitive but I haven't gotten the chance to do any angst with anyone in the group. I wouldn't mind it one day but just know I'll end up crying

What do you dislike about roleplaying fluff?

I answered this already ^^

What do you dislike about roleplaying ships/romance?

Nothing really. I'm a romantic at heart so I don't dislike roleplaying any ship/romance

Do you ever read other people’s NSFW rp threads? (be honest!)

I answered this already ^^

If you do read threads you aren’t in, do you usually let the other authors know, or keep it under your hat?

I usually let the other rpers know. I've told a couple people I'm close to hear that I've enjoyed reading the threads they write with others

Do you like to plot or improv?

I answered this already ^^

Do you like to answer open starters?

I answered this already ^^

What’s your favorite thing about rping a chat/short style thread?

I don't have to focus as much and not go into details

What’s your favorite thing about rping a long/para/novel style thread?

I love writing details and exploring different ideas. It's one way I like seeing two muses get closer

Do you prefer gifs or pics when roleplaying? Or none at all?

Gifs even though I get super picky with the ones I want to use

What’s a plot you’ll never get sick of roleplaying?

Any plot involving two unexpected people falling in love

What do you like to do as you reply to threads? Listen to music? Have TV on? Complete silence? Dark room? etc.

I answered this already ^^

What was your first roleplay character in your current rpg?

Dan Avidan from Game Grumps

Who is an FC you think you would like to roleplay in the future? What’s currently stopping you from roleplaying them?

I really want to play Hendery from WayV. I haven't yet because I'm so attached to the others I play. If we are ever allowed another muse, I'm definitely bringing him in to join his fellow members and everyone else

#*:･ﾟ✧few more words.answered #(from joonie.ooc)

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jawusa · 4 years ago

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Goldie's Adventures on the Moon - Day 2

Chapter 2: First signs of happiness

When I had returned to my suite last night, I thought it'd be the worst night ever and I wouldn't get any minute of sleep! Well... I guess I judged that hotel too fast? For some reason, I woke up rather peacefully. At first, I was mad at Dad and Rhett for deserting me, but actually, I was the one who kept complaining and begging for 'some time off' - and yesterday, I just had 'some time off', so why wasn't I happy? Anyway... I also received a text message from Dad, which was like: "Hey honey, I and Rhett will be at the Lunar Market around 1 pm. So, why don't you also come and join us? I'm sure you'd find something you like!" Normally, they'd always bore me and I would never want to spend some time with them, but STRANGELY, I was actually pleased to read this and I felt like a little girl who had lost her father for many years and was happy about the news of him returning? When I arrived at the Lunar Market, I couldn't find Dad or Rhett - neither of them!

I went in every store they had there; not really wanting to buy stuff at all! I never felt so lonely; it was like I was lost in outer space and nobody could rescue me ... although they had left me just yesterday? It felt like eternity! But when I entered in the souvenir shop, my heart suddenly started to pound - it was that cute boy! He did notice me when I entered the shop and then... he winked at me...

"Hey, I recognize you... weren't you at the aquarium just yesterday?" I didn't answer, nor did I nod... or did any other gestures! "You... OK? You look like you... What happened... if I may ask?" I suddenly burst into tears... in front of him... and for some strange reason, I didn't know why? (I do have pics of me crying in that moment... and also him consoling me, but this diary should be all about fun anecdotes to remember - and to be honest, that wasn't it!)

But apparently, they were all there, but I kept missing them when I was entering the shops whilst looking for them... that made me feel SO dump! What was I doing there AT ALL? How couldn't I notice? Was I so blind... or so stupid? Or probably both?

"Oh, I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, I didn't mean to.. it's just that..” "No, it's not you! I'm fine... actually, I enjoyed the conversations I had with you?" *blushes "Aww, how cute! Me too, although you never really spoke to me.... hey, maybe some fresh air at the garden makes you feel better... let's go there together, sweetie!"

That garden really made me feel better... or was it because I was talking to him? I don't know... but I really enjoyed the scenery over there! It was... beautiful! "Hey, let me show me how we greet here! ... just do it like me!"

"Uhmmm... OK? I guess I tried to bow like you... ? Kinda..."

"I think you're good for now, it's cute of you to try! You're doing it great, really! "Thanks... I guess?" "I like you, you seem to be such a cool sim! What's your name? Btw, my name is Qiu Wan... yeah, I know, kinda hard to pronounce, but hey, you can call me whatever you like! My friends call me just Q." "Nice to meet you, Q! I've never heard such a name before, that's unique..." "You find me unique? ;)" *doing a flirty face "You're cute... I guess... anyway, I'm Goldie Hart! I'm just... a regular nobody!"

... I was so dazed and suddenly, I completely forgot about Dad and Rhett. I saw that my phone was ringing - it was Dad... and previously, there were five other missed phone calls from Dad.. and three from Rhett! For a minute or two, I felt happiness again! I knew it felt so good to be needed! Anyway, they asked me where I were and what I was up to - they said that they had already left the Lunar Market and had been waiting for me in the local bowling alley which also had a diner.

HOWEVER, when I arrived there... I wished I had never done that; they were just singing some weird karaoke songs and this time, I felt EMBARRASSMENT again for being with them! But luckily, Q wasn't around... which was GOOD!

We had lunch together again after such a long time! I think, that was the first time ever on the moon... when they ate, I wouldn't come.. or when I ate, they wouldn't come! But now, I started regretting it - they were talking about random stuff and I just didn't want to embarrass me any longer... so, I went outdoors!

"Hey, do you mind if I just join you? I love bowling!" "Yeah, sure! Bowling alone ain't fun.. so why not? Do you know any tricks? Show them off!"

I really loved bowling with her and got to talk to her a lot on that day; she was very talented and also very funny!

"Btw, we were talking about all kinds of stuff, but never really got to introduce ourselves, lmao! What's your name?" "We... kinda missed that indeed! It was nice to talk to you, though, I really enjoyed bowling with you! But yeah, I'm Goldie Hart! How about you?" "LOVE THAT! I'm Hua Ling - the girl with crazy anime hair and one earring. My mom owns that clothier/jewelry shop down the street, maybe you've seen me over there already." "Actually, I've never been there..." "Hey, let's meet there around 6 pm-ish? I'd like to show you some of the outfits which I've sewn myself! They'd look awesome on you, I swear!"

While I was chatting with this rather outgoing girl, Dad was kinda trying to copy some famous artists' dance moves - I can't tell whose... but the locals around there seemed to be amused, at least... they look amused in Rhett's snapshot?

He was in good mood, though! Dad would never go skating, but on that day, we REALLY went to a roller rink! It's funny since he'd never let me go roller skating back home, and here... he went roller skating himself! That was SOO fun! I screamed like a little girl! I was SO happy again after such a long time of grieving!

I didn't want to upset Hua, though. So, I went to that little business which she runs with her mom... and to my surprise, Q as there as well? I... didn't see him when I first entered the little shop, and that made me feel so insecure again? I just... didn't understand whyy! Did I have bad kind of butterflies? Anyway... I randomly picked one of the qiapos they had (or kinomo? ... yeah, whether they called that stuff) and tried to disappear as fast as possible into one of the changing booths.

"Hahaha, why Goldie? You didn't even show me the clothing? What's wrong with you, lol? "*giggles Then... I also heard some other giggles beside hers! I... hoped Q didn't notice me and it's not his giggles? But I wasn't sure! I was afraid to even go out... but I had to. "Why were you hiding? Did you see someone? I was like: wait, whaat?!! What's going on? Did I miss something?" "I... just... no, not at all, lol!" "But hey, you look beautiful in that outfit!"

I looked around insecurely... but couldn't find Q anywhere, so he must have left, but still, it was bizarre him showing up... was he following me? Also, why did the cashier over there resemble Sadie Wilke from Widespot so much? I've seen her in another snapshot before... but this can't be her?! I mean, we'd have seen her when she travelled along... and it would absolutely make NO sense for her to travel to the moon every day, work here for some hours and then return to Widespot to run the General Store in my hometown! ... I just had to tell this Hua, she found it funny, though! Anyway, later on, I joined Dad and Rhett at the SkEye Observatory! I was very eager to try out these telescopes, since I had never used one before - I knew, that a fellow student back at home... well Woody had some of these in his home, but it'd be kinda weird to ask to use, so... I didn't bother to ask! Not to mention that his dad wouldn't have allowed me to use anyway.

I could tell, though, that Dad and Rhett weren't really into stargazing! I heard them yawning all the time... "Honey, do you mind if we leave you lonely for a minute or two? I think... i've seen a meteorite crashing downstairs!" "Fine Dad, I know you're bored and you just try to find an excuse to go to the bar downstairs!" "Yeah, that's exactly what I was about to say! But didn't want to... uhm... hurt your feelings..." "Just... leave me loney, I'll be alright!"

While I didn't know what they were up to downstairs, this snapshot didn't really surprise me! I just knew they'd be flirting... again! This time, I wasn't necessarily mad at them... not even at Dad for moving on too fast after Mom died? Anyway, my second day on the moon was a great success! It didn't start that well, but I made friends with some really good guys out there! Q's been so charming recently, but I never dared to... uhm ask whether he has a girlfriend... let alone boyfriend? I kinda felt ashamed to weep in front of him, what does he think of me now... after all of this? I was such a cry baby! But hold on, was it really him who was kinda... following me? Anyway, I've never been this shy before, I don't get this, I'm an OUTGOING girl! I've never struggled to talk to someone... so, what's wrong with Q? I think Hua's noticed that I had a crush on him? NOO, it's not a crush! It's just... well, I only find him cute, that's all!

#ts2 #ts2 story #storytelling #sims 2 story #widespot #goldie hart #rhett hart #valentine hart #sadie wilkie #Hart family #qiu wan #hua ling #Moonbase Apollo #sci-fi #story #Goldie's Adventures on the Moon #chapter two

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momothegeckho · 5 years ago

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Magi19 is Online...

Mystic Messenger Fanfic. Yoosung x Reader (OC)

Note: So i totally did this when this game first came out, and its been collecting dust for a long time lol. I know its a bit lat and irrelevant now, but I enjoyed writing it so here it goes. I may not continue it unless I feel it needs more, so this is just what I wrote.

•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•☾☼☽•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:• Yoosung unlocked his door and sighed. His Professor had caught him texting during class again and really let him have it after the session ended. He went into his room, dropped his bag, and jumped onto his bed. “He just had to give me extra homework, today of all days! What luck…” Today was a special event on his favorite MMORPG, LOLOL. If he wasn’t there today, it would be gone tomorrow. Yoosung sat up and looked at his bag, then at his computer. After what seemed like forever, which was really five seconds, Yoosung chose LOLOL. He just couldn’t wait. And the homework was due on friday, anyway. He pushed the power button on the side of his computer and smiled.

“Armor is 60% off today! As well as certain boosts, too! No way can I miss this event!” The desktop on his screen lit up to show the background picture of him when he was younger, holding a light brown puppy with brown eyes. Rika’s puppy. He smiled at the memory and quickly opened up LOLOL, put on his headphones, and logged in. As soon as he was about to review his character, Yoosung’s phone beeped. A new chat room had opened up on the messenger app. He picked up his phone and sighed. It was Seven again, most likely signing on to poke a little fun at everyone. He turned on the app and entered the chatroom.

707: Yoosung!!!!

Yoosung: Seven… why are you here? Didn’t you say you had work?

Mina (MC):He does… but he’s putting it off until the last minute. Hello Yoosung! How was school?

Yoosung: Fine I guess, but my prof. yelled at me for being on my phone… I was just about to get on LOLOL.

707: Yoosung.

Yoosung: What?

707:… Get a girlfriend.

Those words made Yoosung sigh. Ever since Seven and Mina had gotten together, Seven tried to set Yoosung up on dates with girls he barely knew. He just wanted to find a girl naturally and connect with her through a mutual friendship, though he knew it wouldn’t happen overnight. Even though he wished it would.

Yoosung: Seven… Pls.

Mina: Seven! That was rude! Let Yoosung find love by his own terms! Sorry Yoosung. You know Seven is just playing.

Yoosung: Thanks, Mina. I’ll find someone someday!!!

{Jaehee Kang Has Entered the Chatroom}

Jaehee: How soon is someday exactly? Because from what I see, you barely put yourself out there.

Yoosung: Jaehee! You’re so mean!!!!

Jaehee: Just speaking the truth. Hello Seven, Mina. Finally got a break from Mr. Han!!!

Mina: Glad you made it out alive! How is Jumin? He hasn’t been in the chatroom lately.

Jaehee: He’s been on a lot of business trips lately. Just this morning, he took off for America for a transaction. And this time, he took the furball with him!

707: Wow. You must be really happy. Elizabeth Third! Come baaack!

Jaehee: Don’t jinx this. Please.

Yoosung: Lol. Jaehee. Do you really not like Elizabeth the Third? She’s cute!

Jaehee: No… She’s the devil with shedding hair. Zen’s new role in ‘Love Under the Cherry Blossom’ is cute! ////

Yoosung: Whatever. LOLOL calls for me. Later, everyone!

Mina: Bye, Yoosung!!

Yoosung put down his phone and started to play LOLOL. He smiled at the prices on new armor and buffs for his character. It was like being a kid in a candy store! He bought up a few things and started to play. He found a dungeon to go into and saw another player standing outside of it. The character wore a white cape with gold decorating the edges, while the armor she had on was very amazon-like. The character’s hair was black with white tips, and she had a sword on her side. Almost as if on cue, the messenger block popped up with blinking dots. The player was contacting him.

Magi19: Hello! Are you here for the event, too?

Yoosung: Yeah! I mean, who could miss it? I would hate myself if this passed and I wasn’t here to participate. What did you get?

Magi19: Right!? I just got a few buffs to help me cast spells quicker. I also got some new armor! You?

Yoosung: A few armor suits and some buffs. Hey, do you want to be friends? We could conquer the dungeon together!

There was a small pause after Yoosung’s question, and he started to feel awkward. Was he too straightforward? After all, He only met Magi19 a few seconds ago. The worst thing that got to him was that he was thinking so hard about this as if he was asking out a girl… He was about to dismiss his question when a beep came from his computer.

Magi19: Yeah, sure!! I haven’t went inside yet! Let me send you my info really quickly…

Yoosung received Magi19’s profile info and looked through it. Everything seemed normal, from her gender all the way to her stats.

Yoosung: Wow! You’re really experienced! Level 60? You could clear this level by yourself if you wanted!

Magi19: I’m not that experienced. I just fight monsters here and there for the items. You have a really high level, too. Lol!!!

Yoosung: I’m sure you’re great! Let’s go!

Magi19: Wait! Shouldn’t we hook up our mics so we can talk instead of type? I don’t know about you, but I’m a bit of a slow typer…

Yoosung: Oh yeah, sure! Here’s my sky-pic number.

Magi19: Thanks! Hold on…

Magi19 stopped typing and then called Yoosung on Skypic. He answered and was met with a smiling face. “Hi! You’re Yoosung, right?” The girl had brown hair with light purple tips, brown eyes, and a really bright smile.

“Yeah… Hi. I’m Yoosung! Nice to meet you…” Yoosung trailed off, not knowing her real name and smiled. “Sorry! My name is Yoona. Nice to meet you, Yoosung!” Yoosung smiled and laughed with the girl as they entered the dungeon together. Jokes were exchanged between the two as they slayed monsters and talked about daily life “You go to Sky University, too?” Yoosung looked at the girl on his screen as she nodded and smiled. “Yeah! I actually got there a few months ago! You see, I had to transfer from my other college for a few reasons…” Yoona trailed off and slayed a beast in front of her. “But I like Sky. It’s the best school I’ve ever been to!” Yoosung smiled and laughed a little.

Where was this girl all his life? She liked video games, she was super comfortable around people, she has a great personality, and to top it all off, she was comfortable in her own skin. She didn’t need to be told she was pretty, because she didn’t care. Yoosung liked that. “So Yoosung, what are you planning on making your occupation later in life?” Yoona looked at Yoosung and picked up some items from the dungeon. “I’m going into medicine to become a veterinarian. What about you?” Yoona stopped moving her character and looked into the lens. Yoosung knew that she wasn’t there with him and couldn’t really stare through a camera, but still felt as though her eyes were going to pierce his soul. “I wanted to go into medicine to be a veterinarian freelancer, but instead, I want to become a patissiere! I have already went to culinary school in France and got my degree, so now, all I have to do is get this degree, and I’ll be able to open up my own shop! It doesn’t sound stupid, does it?” Yoosung smiled and shook his head. “No! I think that it’s amazing you can study so hard and still have time for LOLOL. How do you do it?”

Yoona thought for a moment and sighed. “To be honest, I don’t really know. Once I got everything down on a schedule, it all fit together. How about you? I only just got here, and I already know that the Uni’s homework is a bit… piled.” Yoosung sighed deeply at the question and instantly got depressed. “To be honest with you, I don’t do a lot of my work. You see… I’m addicted to LOLOL. As we speak, I have homework I still haven’t gotten to. How about you?” Yoona smiled. “I already finished! You know, if you want, I could help you with your homework!” Hearing Yoona say she would help made Yoosung tear up. He didn’t know many people from the campus, but loved to meet new people along the way to graduation.

“You’d really do that for me? Thank you so much!” Yoosung wiped away a fake tear and laughed. “Anything for a fellow LOLOL player and teammate! Here’s my number…” Yoona gave Yoosung her number and smiled. “I hate to do this now, but it’s getting really late. I have to go now.” Yoosung groaned and gave her puppy eyes. “You can’t stay a bit longer?” Yoona smiled and sighed. “Sorry! But hey! We go to the same school! Let’s just meet up tomorrow, kay’?” Yoosung nodded and exited out of the game. They said their goodbyes and signed off, anticipating if they would really see each other tomorrow. Yoosung was excited to make a new friend like Yoona. She seemed really cool, and definitely had a certain enthusiasm about her. He couldn’t wait to see her again. Even though they had literally just met a few hours earlier. He logged onto the messenger and saw no one was online. He took the opportunity to open a chat room. He smiled as he typed in the news.

Yoosung: Everyone, I met someone today. She’s a really nice girl, and she also likes LOLOL…

Yoosung: She’s really pretty, her name is Yoona.

Yoosung: Turns out, we go to the same school… and have probably been passing each other everyday.

Yoosung:…

Yoosung: What should I do!?!?

Yoosung: I’m meeting her tomorrow! Should I buy her something? Should I?

Yoosung: … Is it weird that I’m talking like this even though I met her a few hours ago?

Yoosung: Gahhh!!!

{YOOSUNG HAS LEFT CHAT ROOM}

•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•☾☼☽•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:• There are 3 other chapters I made, so this is just the first one. ugh its so cringey lmaooo -

#mystic messenger #mysmess yoosung #yoosung x reader #mystic messenger yoosung #mystic messenger fanfiction #fanfiction #mystic messenger scenarios #yoosung scenarios

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sebastianshaw · 5 years ago

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hello! headcanon ask: hi i'd love to hear about bi Shaw. What are some hc(s) you have? I notice in some of the content out there with him he uses his masculinity, confidence, and power to seduce women; would he ever seduce or use any of that with a gay or bi man who was a Hellfire protege or prospect? how much does the shirt come off with guys?

Hi there, thank you so much for question! I’m sorry for the wait, I wanted to get home to my laptop where I had my comic scans all saved. But once I got home I also had to do responsible things like sleep, eat, and exercise before I could let myself get on.To be honest, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him be seductive to a woman in canon? Like he is definitely having sex with women, that’s made very plain, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen him SEDUCE someone in canon. In the 80s/90s canon, it either seems like the women are hired or, in the case of Madelyne Pryor, she came on to him. She very LITERALLY came on to him, like to the point it’d probably read as rapey to most readers if the genders were reversed. In the 2010s stuff the got added to his backstory Emma (which I hate and don’t include on my version, but it is canon now whether I like it or not) it doesn’t really seem seductive either so much as domination and preying on her.Which isn’t to say he’s not attracted to women. He definitely is. He’s very textually attracted to his late fiancee Lourdes, to Madelyne Pryor, and to Storm in the Legacy Quest novels, as well as just nameless ladies he’s shown with. Just I don’t see him as being seductive, probably because he doesn’t really have to be. When you’re that rich, a lot of women are just going to be available to you. The hot bod probably doesn’t hurt. But I don’t see him as “seducing” so much as very plain and direct about what he wants. He’s a busy man with no time for games unless there’s a safeword involved. At least that’s my interpretation.He’s kind of cute and goofy with Lourdes at one point but that’s set years before he became the Shaw we know now.As far as guys go…so, textually, he’s never been explicitly shown as attracted to men. But sub-textually, whether intentionally by writers or not, he does read as bi to me. I didn’t want that, I don’t want Shaw for bisexual representation, but that’s just how it came off to me at a lot of points. Under cut for length! Also all of these images are from the comics so none are explicit, but some are…suggestive enough that you may want to consider whether you read it at work or not:

So, we’ll start with Harry Leland, the late Black Bishop of the Hellfire Club and probably Shaw’s only friend. Probably the nicest member that the Hellfire Club ever had.In Shaw’s backstory issue (X-Men: Hellfire Club #4) there’s a spread that depicts the allies Shaw gathered for his Inner Circle. Harry is the heavyset fellow in the bath towel.

So, this was in the 90s, which was way before the whole “Shaw was Emma’s mentor and abusive lover” thing was retconned in. Looking at this picture, who would you think he was sleeping with? My guess would not be Emma, who just looks like a businesswoman at the airport. It would be Tessa, who is in lingerie, and Leland, who is…well, like you can see. The fact he specifically looks like he’s in a sauna is especially significant, because gay bathhouses have long been a thing where men, even if they did not identify as bi or gay in their daily lives, would meet up and have sex. This has lessened in the modern day, where more men are “out” and the dangers of anonymous sex are better known, but during the 90s they would still be going strong, and it would be a good way to get across a coded message of same-sex activity to adult readers while also not violating any comics code rules about depicting that kind of thing.Also, why the hell ELSE would they use THIS for Leland’s “recruitment” pic to represent how he met Shaw/what kind of dynamic he had? Like what else could this be meant to represent?…if you’re wondering about the guy with cables on his nips, that’s Donald Pierce, and it’s not a sex thing (for once), he lost his limbs and owes Shaw for giving him cybernetic ones.We also know that Shaw and Leland were so close that Shaw’s son, Shinobi, grew up knowing Harry as “Uncle Leland”. That doesn’t necessarily mean they were having sex, I grew up knowing my mom’s female BFF as my aunt and her husband as my uncle, but it feels worth noting in conjunction with the rest of this stuff, especially since Shaw is NOT a man normally close to ANYONE. Harry is very, very unique in having been Shaw’s friend, whatever else he may also have been. ….and Shaw still thinks of him as “less than a man” like WOW Shaw why are you so awful? Why are you so mean? LELAND DESERVED BETTER!Also, there are some parallels between Leland and Lourdes? Both give their lives for Shaw, and both against a Sentinel. I don’t know if that’s deliberate. I don’t know if it’s meant to represent they were both lovers to him. I don’t know. I’m just pointing it out. Like the “Uncle Leland” thing, it’s not something I would have thought represented anything besides friendship, if not for the bath house pic, which pretty much calls all this stuff into question as whether it’s romantic/sexual or just bros. Up to you I guess! But me personally, I think they were fucking.Next is Magneto. Yup, Magneto! Now, unlike movie!Shaw, comics Shaw is not a Nazi at all. I actually think he’d despise them, not because he’s good at all but because he’s a very DIFFERENT kind of awful. Comics Shaw is the ultimate in bootstrapper mentality, so the idea that anyone gets to be “superior” based on genetics rather than hard work and things they earn/do is repulsive to him. Hell, he literally calls Magneto a “racist” for his attitudes! I’m serious!Anyway. Just because Shaw is no Nazi doesn’t mean he and Mags don’t butt heads. See, during the 80s, Magneto joins the X-Men but rather than becoming a team member, he becomes headmaster of the school and takes over the New Mutant. In the rise of mutaphobia (the 80s is when the “mutant metaphor” started taking off) he decides that joining forces with the Hellfire Club might be the best shot at survival for his kids, so and Storm join jointly, both sharing the position of the White King.And there’s um…there’s some conflict between Shaw and Magneto.It starts with a scene where they both come out of the Hellfire Club men’s bathroom, shirtless, with no explanation what they were both doing in there.And maybe they weren’t doing anything. Maybe they were both just peeing at the same time by coincidence. Maybe they both just happened to be shirtless at the same time by total coincidence and had to pee at the exact same time next to the exact same bathroom. Maybe.And then…then they decide to wrestle around shirtless with metal tentacles getting involved.

And then Emma and Selene walk in on it. Pity they didn’t join. I love how Selene and Emma just watched Shaw and Erik catfight over and over without ever getting involved, like “ok no matter which idiot kills which, we win” To quote a friend of mine, “I love their “philosophical discussions.”It’s worth noting, this was written by Claremont, who is notoriously kinky and into bondage, so….yeah those tentacles very much could be intended that way. Claremont liked tentacles, though he seemed to prefer them on women. Like there are no less than three instances of his writing in which a woman has her arms transformed into tentacles. But back on topic…Magneto eventually leads to Shaw being ousted from the Hellfire Club after a massive fight, and Shaw…doesn’t take it well. Like at one point he wants to get back at Mags and he’s like “OUR MUTUAL HATRED IS LEGENDARY!” and like…legendary to who, buddy? It seems like he wants Erik to care as much about him as he does about Erik. And he must care a LOT about Erik (”legendary”). And this is…kind of odd for Shaw? Shaw (at least classic Shaw) is not usually someone who gives this much of a shit about what someone, especially an enemy, thinks about him? I understand him hating Magneto for getting him kicked out of the club. I don’t understand his apparent NEED for Magneto to feel just as strongly about him. Maybe it’s because Shaw is such an egoist, but like I said, he’s never acted this way about anyone else. He’s never been this way about the X-Men, for instance, and they were WAY more trouble for him every step of the way. He likewise never seems to have a grudge against Selene or Emma for their part in kicking him out either, let alone saying anything how LEGENDARY OUR MUTUAL HATRED is, and he and Selene hated each other since the day she walked in. What I’m saying is, it’s weird. There’s definitely something going on here, but I don’t know what it is. Maybe Shaw is a bitter ex-boyfriend over Erik. Maybe it’s just comic dramatics. But damn, even AFTER they retconned Emma and Shaw as having been lovers and Shaw being a gross possessive piece-of-shit ex, he didn’t even get that upset over HER leaving. So…yeah, take this as you will. Especially with the bathroom thing.Next is Gambit, and, um…you know what I’m just gonna let these images speak for themselves.

Gambit really, really cannot keep his hands off those bear-tits. And like…he did not NEED to grope Shaw here to charge him? He could have fucking tapped his shoulder or shook his hand? But no, gotta get a BIG BARA TIDDY IN EACH PALM. And of course Shaw has to GRUNT like that.I just cannot buy that this was not deliberate. I cannot believe that no one at Marvel didn’t “hey this looks kinda gay”. They knew. They fucking knew.And they did it anyway.Also, this grainy scan of an earlier battle between them from years before:

Gambit charges up a playing card, throws it at Shaw. It doesn’t hurt him, but it disintegrates his shirt (he rips off the tattered remains next panel) But it does have SOME effect, namely that SHAW ARCHES HIS BACK AND SMILESClearly this gives Gambit an idea, because he orders the two women (BOTH OF WHOM ARE BETTER EQUIPPED TO FIGHT HIM) out of the room and to “leave Shaw to me”…..this explains so much about their later chest-groping escapades.So yeah, I read Shaw as bisexual. I didn’t WANT to. I tried NOT to. Because he is a terrible awful shit human being and bisexual’s do NOT need him for their rep. But this shit kept piling up. And I couldn’t NOT see it. So yeah, I see him as bisexual, with a preference for beautiful powerful women in their 20-30s and men his age or older with a “bear” body type (Gambit being the exception there)Also I would like to add this comment I made to a friend once who asked if Shaw was a switch or a bottom:“ he’s totally a verse. Like you’ve got one panel where he is fucking MOUNTING WOLVERINE, like there is no way his dick is not against Logan’s ass right now, but also in his first appearance he gets hit across the face by Colossus and SMILES LIKE HE’S LOVING IT. And this one time, this lady villain I love (MADELYNE PRYOR 4EVER) literally just comes into his room at night, tells him no talking til morning, and starts taking off her clothes. Which I guess would read as way rapey if the genders were reversed (and objectively still is) but Shaw is CLEARLY HELLA INTO IT because they wind up together for awhile. And at one point Storm literally carries him to rescue and I recall he’s A-okay with this because of course he is. Dude is hella verse, seems to have a tendency to especially want women who can own/destroy him. #RELATABLE” The Wolverine picture in question:

In the words of one comic book forum poster: “Never underestimate Sebastian Shaw’s ability to mount someone.”And notice Logan giving him the reacharound there too :3So, how much do I think was deliberate?Well, joking aside, I don’t think the pic with Logan was meant to be gay, I think it just came out awkward. Hilariously so.I think Gambit art was deliberate, because god just LOOK AT IT, but I don’t think the writer was going for that.I don’t think Claremont intended for Shaw and Leland to be anything more than friends, Claremont’s emphasis on Shaw’s love life was focused on Lourdes and her loss, but I do think the writer/artist for the bathhouse panel definitely wanted to imply something, especially since the 90s was a big time for “decadent evil bisexual” villains in comics, including Shaw’s own very-textually-bisexual son Shinobi. Also, again, why the fuck else would they use that for his “recruitment by Shaw” image?And while I don’t think Claremont intended anything with him and Leland, I do think Claremont might have been deliberate with the Magneto stuff. Claremont liked to do lots of homoerotic subtext in general and is the guy who invented Cherik and the whole Charles/Erik dynamic in all its subtextual shippiness, the guy who made Mystique and Destiny and made them a couple and pushed his hardest to get them to be canon, and who has explicitly said he considers Rachel and Kitty to be soulmates. I pretty much go with “if it seems gay and Claremont wrote it, it’s probably intended that way” as a rule of thumb.So, that’s my thoughts on Shaw’s sexuality, and my reasons why. Maybe you agree, maybe you don’t. Maybe you feel it’s reaching or totally bogus and not homoerotic whatsoever and you’re very disappointed. That’s fair if you do. These are just the conclusions I drew, and admittedly part of it is just me thinking this stuff looks hilarious.Now, on to your question about if he’d seduce a guy—Since I don’t see him being “seductive” with women I don’t think he does with men either. I think that as with women, he’s pretty damn plain and direct, no dancing around it. Sidles up to the guy at a party, drink in hand, grips his shoulder with one hand, and says something in his ear. Admittedly he might test the water with men a bit more first just because of how some guys might react if they’re NOT into men, but Shaw also doesn’t have much to worry about in that department. I think if he thought that him seducing a guy was what it would take to get him into the HFC and he wanted him there, I certainly don’t think he’d have a problem doing so though.Also, bonus—as with the Wolverine picture, I don’t think this is any actual bisexual evidence at all, it’s just a fight scene that came out looking suggestive in this one shot, but:

Shaw vs Red Lotus, who actually ends up joining him later despite Shaw having been responsible for the murder of his grandfather. We’re never really told why Red Lotus would do that, when he wanted to kill Shaw in vengeance…so uh hey, who knows! It can be whatever you want! ;)

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