#what he wants is first and foremost a challenge

[burningarchitecture]

Cringetober day 4: Angel x Demon

[rafesbuzzcutseason]

wicked game

chapter 1 - welcome to kildare college

synopsis: y/n is sarah’s roommate and the embodiment of sunshine. rafe, on the other hand, is her complete opposite. when the boys place a bet that he can't win her over, rafe takes the challenge without hesitation. after all, he never backs down from a dare. the closer rafe gets to y/n, he finds himself drawn to her warmth in a way he never expected, and for the first time, he wants to be more than just the guy with a bad reputation.

but secrets don’t stay hidden for long, and when y/n finds out the truth, rafe is left to face the consequences. now, he has to prove that somewhere along the way, the bet stopped mattering, because losing her was never part of the plan.

masterlist

here it was. the day you had been counting down too for the last 6 months.

you took a deep breath, and entered the room the resident assistant had told you was yours.

the room was already half-decorated. fairy lights strung along one side, polaroids pinned to a cork board, and an expensive looking tote bag tossed on the bed.

before you could even process it all, a blonde girl spun around from where she was unpacking, eyes lighting up. “oh my god! you must be y/n!”

before you could do more than nod, the girl was pulling you into a tight hug.

“i’m sarah cameron, your official roommate and new best friend” she said, grinning.

you laughed, already liking her energy. “nice to meet you sarah. i'm y/n."

“so, tell me everything. where are you from? do you have a boyfriend? what are you studying?" she asked.

you shook your head but smiled. “well, i'm from south carolina, i do have a boyfriend, and i'm studying education as i want to work with kids!"

sarah gasped dramatically. “a boyfriend? oooh, tell me everything. long distance? is he at KC? is he hot?”

you laughed, shaking your head. “yes, no, and… yes."

sarah smiled. “that's cute. and studying to be a teacher? even cuter. you're a little ray of sunshine."

"i get told that a lot." you smiled back.

she leaned forward, eyes gleaming with curiosity. “okay, real talk. how do you feel about frat parties?”

you hesitated, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “uh, i mean… i’ve never really been to one.”

sarah’s jaw dropped. “never?”

you shrugged. “not really my scene, i guess.”

sarah gasped like you had just confessed to a crime. “okay, nope, we have to fix that. there’s a huge party at kappa tau tonight. it’s basically a ‘welcome back to chaos’ event. you have to come with me.”

you hesitated, nerves starting. “i don’t know-”

sarah gave you a squeeze. “come on, y/n. you don’t have to love it, but you can’t start the semester without at least going to one.” she nudged you playfully. “i promise i’ll be your personal bodyguard if the frat guys get annoying. plus i have a few friends who came here as well who you'll love.”

you sighed, already knowing you were probably going to cave. “fine. but if it’s terrible, you owe me coffee in the morning.”

sarah grinned. “deal.”

before you could respond, a loud ding! came from her phone. she glanced at the screen and groaned.

“what?” you asked.

“ugh. my brother,” she muttered, rolling her eyes. “he’s already texting me about the party.”

you raised an eyebrow. “you have a brother here?”

sarah sighed dramatically, falling back onto the bed. “unfortunately.”she continued. “year above. he’s a frat guy, the frat guy. throws wild parties, and thinks he’s god’s gift to campus.” she shot you a look. “so, if he or any of his little minions try to charm you tonight, run.”

you laughed. “duly noted.”

"good. he's a pain in the ass."

a/n: first and foremost, my baby @darlingstarkey deserves every ounce of credit here possible. she is my own ray of sunshine and i can't thank her enough for how much she helps me and lets me throw all my ideas at her. i love you my cherub

secondly, first chapter AHHH scary. hope u guys are ready for this one <3

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[whateveriwant]

Can you please do Task force 141 finding out they’re having quintuplets! I’d imagine that they wouldn’t plan to have that many….at least not all at once 🧍‍♀️

Ghost

When the technician points out the five distinct dots on the ultrasound, he immediately goes dead silent

I mean, he's always pretty quiet anyway, but this is like quiet quiet

He doesn't utter a single word for the rest of the appointment, nor on the ride back home for that matter

This has you more concerned than you care to admit because you know that, not that long ago, he didn't think he'd ever have (much less want) kids of his own some day

So now that he's learned he's about to have five? You can't imagine what's going through his mind right now

It isn't until you're walking through the front door that you're being stopped with a gentle hand tugging on your wrist

You turn to look at him and, without a word, he drops to his knees before you, rolling up the bottom of your shirt to expose your belly

He'll press the softest of kisses just beside your navel, before looking up at you with expressive eyes that convey the foremost thought in his head: Thank you

Soap

Nearly shits a brick the moment the words leave the technician's mouth

All the color swiftly drains from his face and he has to sit down before he keels over right in the middle of the office

It's not so much fear that has him going paper white but pure shock at hearing the unexpected (yet not unhappy) news

While you'd already discussed having a big family together one day, you didn't think you'd get it done in one fell swoop

However, maybe you should've seen it coming since you both come from families that have had multiples

The possibility of this happening was decently high, so in a way, you're not all that surprised by the revelation

Once he's composed himself and is a little less ghostly pale in the face, he's eagerly requesting the technician to print out an excessive number of copies of the ultrasound

Why? Well, he's gotta send them to everyone, of course! His family, your family, all the lads at work. Hell, maybe your neighbor Charlie would like one too. Better print several just in case

Gaz

"C– Come again?" He thinks he misheard the technician at first

However, even hearing it a second time, he has to stand up, round the bed, and get about an inch away from the monitor to confirm for himself

It's almost comical the way his eyes widen at the screen, darting around the black and white image like he can't comprehend what he's seeing

It'll take some coaxing to get him back in his seat, and as he does, you hear him mumbling to himself – something about nappies, never sleeping again, and *shudders* University

At some point, out of the corner of your eye, you see him messing with his hands

He's putting his palm in front of his own stomach then drawing it about a foot or two away, as if trying to visualize the size your belly is destined to grow

Even when you get back home, it's like reality hasn't fully hit him yet

It's not until you find him at 2am looking up double decker prams that you realize it's finally starting to sink in, and he's more than ready for the challenge ahead

Price

Seems awfully calm when the technician breaks the news to you two

Based on his reaction – a light smile and mere "Oh, that's wonderful" – you'd think he'd just been informed of the weather or something

To be honest, his reaction (or lack thereof) is a little disarming, but you don't comment on it until you're buckling up in the car, mentioning his seeming total lack of nerves about the future

He chuckles and jokes that he already has to look after three big kids at work. What's five little ones at home to compare?

Though you think you can see what he's getting at, his cool-headedness about it all still has you in a bit of a tizzy

Is he not even a little surprised by the news? After all, it's not every day that people fall pregnant with quintuplets

At your question, he smiles and leans to press a bristly kiss to the back of your hand. When he pulls back, he's smirking, giving you the smuggest look you've ever seen from a man

"Told you I've got strong swimmers, love"

[wcnderlnds]

taste | choi seung-hyun (t.o.p)

BIGBANG APRIL CHALLENGE - APRIL 1ST

・❥・ summary: there's only one bed, he's your boss who you just happen to have a huge crush on so what happens when you get jealous seeing him having to kiss someone? ・❥・word count: 2.6k ・❥・warnings: 18+, mdni. oral (f & m receiving ), swearing, female reader. ・❥・ authors note: hi this is day one of the bigbang challenge. pls excuse this if its awful. i may have been out of my depth and it took me all day to write.

It wasn’t like you’d meant for it to happen. It had been the furthest thing from your mind when he’d offered you the job many years ago but time was a funny thing. The more time you spent with Seunghyun, the more you began to see him in a different light. The kind of way that you definitely shouldn’t think about him in but you couldn’t help yourself. He made it so hard with his dazzling smile, his insane sense of humour and not to mention how unfairly gorgeous he was.

So, yeah, maybe you were a little bit in love with your boss.

Seunghyun had asked you to be his manager when he first started out. The two of you had gone to school together, sitting next to each other in classes often so he knew how smart you were. He also knew you were incredibly determined so at his young age, he figured that was someone he needed on his team. He had been correct, of course. You had been the right person for the job. Nobody could wrangle Seunghyun like you. For some reason, you were the only person that he listened to. It was all well and good but it didn’t help the feelings that you started to harbour for him.

Each time you saw him or he looked at you, your stomach would flip, hoping that maybe he would look at you the way you looked at him. Had he noticed? Maybe not. You’d always teasingly flirted with each other (yet another thing that didn’t help the whole feelings thing), it was part of your daily routine at this point. Where was the line between professional and friendship? Neither of you knew it. Seunghyun often treating you like you weren’t his employee and he wasn’t paying you to look after him. It was often times like today where you had to remind yourself that first and foremost he was your boss.

There he was, sunglasses covering up his gorgeous brown eyes as he tugged your bags into the elevator, mumbling to himself about the mistake the hotel had made. Seunghyun began filming for Tazza later that day so all he wanted to do was relax for an hour or two while he could but no, they’d messed up the rooming reservations. Now, maybe it was unusual that you shared a room with twin beds but neither of you seemed to care. This hotel, however, had mistakenly booked you a room with just one bed. No matter how much you’d argued it, they were fully booked up so they couldn’t find another room for one of you.

So, there you were, stuck with just one bed.

Seunghyun pushed the door open to the suite, instantly throwing himself down on the couch. His sunglasses now perched atop his head, his gaze following you as you checked around the place.

“I’ll take the couch, you can have the bed,” he said simply.

“Yeah, no. You’re the one that needs the rest so I’ll take the couch,” your voice was firm, eyebrow raised almost challenging him to fight you on it. This was Seunghyun so of course he did.

“You’re cute but no. I can’t have you sleeping on the couch, I’d feel terrible. So, suck it up. I’m couch bound, you’re bed bound.” His arms stretched out along the back of the couch, a tiny hint of a smile on his face at the pout on yours. “Nope, not going to work this time, princess.”

You stood directly in front of him now with your arms folded across your chest, pout still plastered on your face. Usually that would make him cave but he seemed very determined today. You were about to give in knowing this could go on all day between you both — stubbornness a trait you shared — when an idea struck you. “Let’s just share the bed.”

He tilted his head to look at you, almost as if trying to read if you were serious or not. Deciding you were, he gave a simple nod of his head. “Yeah, okay, if you’re sure.”

It was decided. You were sharing the plush double bed. It was either going to be the best or worst decision you’d ever made.

——

The day had been a disaster. Everything had been going fine until the second Seunghyun had stepped on set. It had nothing to do with him — he was perfect like always, it was all on you. Seeing him there in the white button up shirt half undone, tie lose as he had to repeadetly make out with his co-star made you burn with jealousy. The twisting feeling in your stomach every time his lips met hers made you want to vomit. You had to clench your fists at your sides, occasionally looking away before you did something stupid. The only thought running through your head was ‘that should be me.’

It was ridiculous; the rational part of your brain told you that. It’s not like actively wanted to kiss her, he was just doing his job. That didn’t stop the rage from burning inside you. Unfortunately, the only person you could take it out on was Seunghyun himself.

You had snapped at him when he’d asked you a question, ignored him when he tried to seek you out. It was childish but you didn’t know how else to protect your feelings and hide your emotions. Thankfully, he’d given up, taking the hint that you were in a bad mood. That was at least until you were in bed.

There you were lying on your side of the bed, back facing Seunghyun’s side so you didn’t have to look at him. Your usual nighttime attire of a baggy shirt and shorts adorned your body. Seunghyun side, getting into his side of the bed. Usually he’d wear his full pyjama set but it was a warm day so instead he’d just opted for a shirt and some grey sweatpants that hung loosely on his waist.

“You can’t ignore me forever.”

His deep voice so close to you sent a shiver down your spine. As much as you wanted to turn and look at him, you couldn’t. “I can.”

He scoffed, his hand gently reaching out your shoulder to roll you to face him. You turned around so you were facing him, the look of concern on his face making you feel bad until he spoke. “You know I’m your boss. It’s your job to make sure that I’m taken care of, it’s your job to help me and today you’ve been acting like a spoiled brat. I should give you a warning.”

“Really, Seunghyun? You’re going to try and give me this talk while you’re in bed next to me. Super professional.”

“I figured since you don’t know how to be professional, this would be the perfect setting,” he shot back, never one to back down. It was like a war, to see which one caved first but Seunghyun finally did, his voice softer now. “What’s going on? Talk to me.”

“It doesn’t matter. Goodnight, Seunghyun.” You tried to turn away but he wouldn’t let you.

“It matters and as your boss, I’m ordering you to talk to me so spit it out,” his voice his stern, embarrassingly turning you on.

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Fine.” Before you could realise what was even happening, Seunghyun had you underneath him, his body pressing on top of yours as he held both your hands in his above your head. “Stop being a brat and tell me. I can stay like this all night.”

With him on top of you like this, it was hard to think. Every dirty, depraved thought you’d ever had about him coming to the forefront of your mind. His gaze was intense, the grip on your hands not tight so you could easily pull free but did you even want to? With a sigh and an embarrassing lilt to your voice, you finally spoke. “I was jealous.”

“Jealous?” Seunghyun’s eyes shone with confusion until it hit him, a cocky little smirk gracing his features. “Because I was kissing someone?”

“Yes,” you mumbled, turning your eyes away from him.

“So, you decided to throw a tantrum and act like a brat because you’re jealous that I had to kiss someone for work?” He pulled one of his hands back, using his thumb and index finger to grasp your jaw, turning you to face him. “Answer the question.”

“Yes, sir,” you couldn’t help yourself. The second you uttered the words ‘sir’ you saw his entire demeanour change, the desire swirling in his eyes.

“Then all you had to do was say.”

There was barely any time to register what was happening before his lips were on yours. His lips were eager, tongue tracing along your mouth, begging for entrance. You more than happily obliged, parting your lips and tangling your tongue with his. It was better than you could have even imagined. The way he hungrily claimed your mouth was better than you could have dreamed off. In his haste to kiss you, he had realised your hands which had now found their way to his hair, running through the dark locks. You gently tugged on them, Seunghyun groaning into your mouth.

“Not very professional now, huh, sir?” You teased, mumbling against his lips as you pulled apart for air.

“You’re the one that’s practically begging for it,” Seunghyun leaned in to whisper in your ear. Lost in his lips, you hadn’t realised his hand was now inside your shorts, his fingers ghosting over the edge of your panties. “I bet if take these sweet little panties off, you’ll be soaking.”

“Why don’t you find out then?”

He needed no more encouragement, his hands quickly ridding you of your shorts. He looked at the wet patch on your panties, feeling his cock twitch and harden. It filled him with some sense of pride that he’d been the one to bring you to this state, you were this wet because of him. His fingers rubbed soft circles on your clothed pussy, his lips finding yours once again. It was hard not to buck your hips into his hand, the kiss growing more and more heated by the second.

Somehow, you managed to catch a moment of weakness in Seunghyun’s resolve, moving so that he was beneath you now. You straddled his hips, the hardness of his length pressing against your core. Teasingly, you grinned your hips against him, pressing soft kisses against the skin of his neck. He moved his head a little, allowing you more access. Your teeth grazed against his pull point, a breathy groan slipping past his lips as his hips bucked up into yours.

You pulled back, hands sliding up his shirt to feel the bare skin of his chest. “Hmm, didn’t you say that as your employee I should help you out?”

“Mhm,” Seunghyun hummed, his hand has found their way to your hips, pilling you back and forth against his clothed erection. “Might even get yourself employee of the month.”

With a wicked grin, you slid down his body, tugging his sweatpants and boxers off. His thick cock sprang free, the sight only fuelling the wetness pooling between your legs. You took him in one of your hands, thumb swiping across the reddening tip, rubbing the pre cum that had begun to form there. Seunghyun almost whimpered, his hips bucking up — he was at your mercy, desperate for more. Slowly, you began to pump his length, stroking him from tip to base, squeezing occasionally. It was so tempting that you leaned down, tongue ready to taste him when he moved. It was almost like the speed of light that he flipped you around, your face facing his cock, your hips almost but straddling his face.

“Fuck that. If you’re getting a taste, so am I.” His long fingers slid your panties to the side, his finger teasing along the slit. “Don’t be shy, baby. Put that pretty mouth to use.”

“Yes, sir.” You leaned forward, tongue swiping across the slit of his tip. Seunghyun moaned, wasting no time in pulling your hips flush against his mouth. His tongue flattened, licking a long stripe along your pussy. He groaned at the sweet taste of you, finding your clit. He flicked his tongue quickly against you, his lips sucking on your sensitive bud. The obscene sound of him feasting on your soaked pussy was one of the most erotic things. It was like you were entranced, too focused on what his magical tongue to realise you were supposed to be sucking his dick. Luckily, Seunghyun was more than ready to remind you. His hand found your head, roughly (but in the sexiest way imaginable) pushing your head down onto his aching length. You sucked on the tip, his moan muffled as his tongue dipped inside you. It was on instinct that you started grinding against his face, Seunghyun’s hands on your hips to encourage you to grind on his face.

It was hard to focus but you were determined to bring him the same pleasure. You took him fully in your mouth now, fitting as much of him in as you could. Your cheeks hollowed out, tongue flattening against the underside of him as you slid your mouth down. A steady rhythm was set. Your lips moving up and down his cock, his mouth eating you out like it was his last meal.

Seunghyun bucked his hips up as you took him in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat causing you to gag. You heard a muffled ‘oh fuck’ as you held him there for as long as you could before pulling back for air. You worked your hand furiously against him, spitting on his length to help ease him back into your throat. You wanted to impress him, take him nice and deep. As you were about to take him in your mouth again, you felt him suck harshly against your clit.

“Seunghyun. Fu- Oh, god, I’m close.” Your hips moved wilding against his mouth now, chasing your high with your whiny voice echoing off the hotel room walls.

“Me too,” he said, redoubling in his efforts. You took him back into your mouth, taking him all the way in to hit the back of your throat. Seunghyun couldn’t help it, he didn’t mean to but the exquisite feeling of being so deep in your mouth made his hips buck up. The choking sound you made was his undoing, his hand tangling in your hair as he held you in place. “Fuck, I’m gonna come, baby. You better swallow every fuckin’ drop.”

That’s when you felt it, spurt after spurt of his hot, thick come pulsing down your throat. You swallowed what you could, unable to really think when your own orgasm crashed over you. If his cock wasn’t stuffed in your mouth, you were sure you’d be screaming his name right now.

Finally, Seunghyun’s hand pulled off your head allowing you to pull off him. You moved off his face, turning around so you could see him. Seeing his mouth glistening with your essence was one of the hottest things you’d ever seen, the smirk he wore only adding to that factor. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, sitting up slightly. His finger swiped at the corner of your mouth, collecting the bit of his seed that you hadn’t managed to swallow. He pushed his fingers in your mouth, your tongue licking them clean.

“You’re somethin’ else,” he chuckled exhausted, lying back. His arm wrapped around you to pull you tightly against his chest.

“You’re not so bad yourself.”

A comfortable silence fell between you as you basked in the afterglow of your releases. Seunghyun’s hand rubbed soothing circles on your back, your eyes fluttering closed until you heard his deep voice rumble. “So…. jealous, huh?”

He really wasn’t going to let you live that down.

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[arcadia-of-pluto]

LADS! Idol Group AU — The Boys

(art by @/AngyFdez on X and the idea was partially inspired by this post)

Hey guys! So this idea suddenly came to me because I realized I've been using "OT4/5" for the male leads in my works, and I noticed that no one else does that. I, then, realized why because they're not a k-pop group (I'm not sure if OT– is a k-pop only thing, but I've always seen it when I read bts fics). So, I thought "why don't I make them an idol group and continue using OT5 on all of my fics!" It's honestly so much easier than writing out ____ X _____ X reader.

First and foremost, a bit of backstory before I get into their character sheets!

Their company is called UNICORNS INC and Miss Grey is their manager. Sylus joined first, then Zayne, Rafayel came next followed by Xavier, and lastly Caleb was added! Zayne was 22, Sylus was 23, Caleb was 20, Rafayel was 19, and Xavier was 18. The next drabbles, besides the prelude, will be based five years after they've been a group and grew in popularity.

Each of their Y/n's will have a different name along with the Poly Y/n (who is their manager).

Zayne's Y/n — Petal

Sylus's Y/n — Kitten

Caleb's Y/n — Pipsqueak

Rafayel's Y/n — Cutie

Xavier's Y/n — Starlight

Manager Y/n — Grey

(In their respective drabbles, I will use Y/n, however these placeholder names will be used outside of that or the non-love interests will use she/her.)

Now, onto the boys;

⛄️❄️🐻‍❄❄️🐻‍❄❄️🐻‍❄❄️🐻‍❄❄️🐻‍❄❄️🐻‍❄❄️⛄️

Zayne Li

Stage name — Zayne // He has no need for special names or anything. He'll just stick with his own.

Fan-given nicknames — Z, Zaynie, Snowy,

Age — 27

Hair / Eye colour —He has hazel eyes and black hair. He will sometimes wear clear contacts during performances, so his prescription glasses don't get broken or lost. 

Evol — Ice

Position in the Group — He is the Leader, Sub-Rapper, Sub-Vocalist, and he produces and writes a majority of their songs. He can't dance and doesn't bother trying. (He will attempt the simplest of dances on stage for the fans, but he does best with a partner.) 

Sub-units — Snow Crow ⛄️🐦‍⬛(aka the Two-left-feet unit); This duo, while the eldest of the group, is somehow the most clumsy. Separately, it's not that bad. But when they're together, it's absolute chaos. They have to be choreographed far from each other or else they'll trip over each other's feet. 

Emojis — 🐻‍❄⛄️❄️

Before Joining — Zayne graduated highschool at 16 and was the valedictorian. Before joining LADS, he was 22 and had been in medical school for 5 years, so he had a year left until he graduated. He thought being a doctor would be something he would enjoy, but all these years of school while watching his retired parents travel the world…It really tore him down. He realized he didn't want to be stuck inside a hospital for the rest of his life, working day in and day out. Yes, the thought of saving someone with his own hands did appeal to him, but it just didn't feel right anymore. The moment he was scouted, he jumped at the chance and dropped out without a second thought. He already had debt accumulated, so what harm would it do to add more to it? 

Fun facts — He has a pet flying squirrel named Clopidogrel. If he overuses his Evol, it hurts himself, but he tries to hide this from fans and his bandmates.

Personality — He is usually calm, cool, and collected. He always cares about others more than himself, and puts others first. He keeps a close eye on his bandmates and makes sure no one is over exhausting themselves. He only ever loses his cool whenever Caleb or Rafayel willingly throw a challenge (on a show they're on) when they're on his team – just so Zayne is forced to take a punishment as well. 

🖤❤️🐦‍⬛❤️🖤🐦‍⬛🖤❤️🐦‍⬛❤️🖤🐦‍⬛🖤❤️🐦‍⬛

Sylus Qin

Stage name — Sy // He would prefer Sylus, but it's honestly the fans’ choice

Fan-given nicknames — Sylie, Sy, 

Age — 28

Hair / Eye colour — His hair is dyed white and he occasionally has his natural black roots showing whenever he forgets to touch them up. He has cognac brown eyes (brown eyes that are warm in colour with varying shades of orange and red mixed in – or simply amber eyes), he'll sometimes wear red contacts on stage.

Evol — Energy manipulation 

Position in the Group —He is the Lead Rapper, Sub Vocalist, and The Center, He can't dance but will try regardless of if he gets laughed at or not.

Sub-units — Snow Crow ⛄️🐦‍⬛(aka the Two-left-feet unit)

Emojis — 🐦‍⬛❤️🖤

Before Joining — When Sylus was younger, he was rather sickly. He was born with a heart condition and so, to have a successor to his company if something were to happen to Sylus, his father adopted Luke and Kieran. Shortly after the twins were adopted, Sylus had open heart surgery and miraculously recovered. However, he didn't want to succeed his father, he'd rather the twins do so. In fact, Sylus has always wanted to be on stage – to see the world. After recovering from his injuries, he discovered an underground club, called The N109 Zone, and eventually became the leader of a rap group, Onychinus. With this experience under his belt, Sylus went to an agency and at 23, he pitched the idea of a band that used their Evols while performing. He originally wanted this group to be solely a rap group, but…plans changed. 

Fun facts — He has a pet crow named Mephisto. He has to wear prescription contacts on stage, but otherwise, he rarely has any lenses on. He can still see fairly well, but he does wear his glasses whenever he reads. He has a scar on his chest. 

Personality — He's another calm member. He tends to sleep more during the day and stay up late, so he's always a bit more quiet and sluggish on the days they have to record early. However, he also has a somewhat sassy and teasing side that always comes out whenever the younger members of the group try to pick on him. He's always down to do anything for the bit (for the joke), even if he ends up getting laughed at. He's an animal lover at heart and if he had his way, the LADS dorm would be filled with stray animals, so instead he makes constant donations to shelters.

🍎🐶🍏🐶🍎🐶🍏🐶🍎🐶🍏🐶🍎🐶

Caleb Xia

Stage name — Tango // He wants to choose a name that's more sentimental to him, something he was called in the past.

Fan-given nicknames — Cal, puppy 

Age — 25

Hair / Eye colour — He has dark brown hair and has central heterochromia. His iris is lined with a darker blue ring, mostly a lighter shade of blue, with a thin yellow-green ring around his pupil. 

Evol — Gravity manipulation

Position in the Group — He is the Lead Vocalist, Main Dancer, and Sub-Rapper.

Sub-units — Apple Fish 🍎🐠(also known as the Party Unit); Rafayel and Caleb are the hyperactive duo of the group. They're always seen playing around, pranking the other members, but when they're together on stage…They both captivate and amuse their fans. 

Emojis — 🐶🍎🍏

Before Joining — He was a pilot at 20. He loved to take to the skies and feel so free in his plane. Since he reminded most of his co-workers of a dog, they would usually call him Tango – jokingly calling him to and fro like a dog, to which he'd happily go along with it. There was unfortunately an issue nine months prior to him being scouted. He had been flying for two years now, had more than enough experience, but he had his first critical malfunction. Doing some routine maintenance on one of the ships, something must've gone wrong and triggered an explosion. By the time Caleb woke up, he was already in the hospital and his right arm was gone. He got a hefty sum of worker's comp and more money on top of that to get himself a nice new arm. And while he was in his final stage of recovery, that’s when he was scouted. His childhood friend pulled a few strings, called in a few favours, and just asked the agency to try and scout Caleb out. That it would definitely be worth it in the end. And that’s how Caleb joined as the final member of LADS. 

Fun facts — He lost his right arm in an accidental explosion that happened at his previous job. He wears contacts on stage that are purple. Only his right eye's contact is prescription since the blast that blew off his arm, slightly affected his eyesight. He had a malinois named Twix when he was younger (and he hopes to get another dog soon). 

Personality — He's always been an easy-going, lovable person. He gives off “boy-next-door” vibes. He's hyperactive and teasing, and he's almost always seen smiling. Though, he does have his bad days…reminiscing on when he still had his right arm, annoyed by the phantom pains he feels. But, for the most part, he's a mischievous duo with Rafayel and especially so on stage. Never missing a chance to play with the confetti cannons or throw water into the crowd.

🌊🐱🐠🌊🐠🐱🌊🐱🐠🌊🐠🐱🌊🐱

Rafayel Qi

Stage name — Fay // Since he's one for dramatics, he wanted multiple stage names, but the company said no. So unfortunately, he can only have one. He really wanted to use Mango, thinking it would be comical to rhyme with Caleb's, but Mangos don't fit him…Then he thought of Durango, but again…it just didn't feel like him. Eventually he decides to just use his name, but only a part of his name. He settles on Fay, another variation of the word fae. As a Lemurian, any way to slot his culture (or anything similar to his culture, seeing as mermaids and fae are in the same realm) into his work is a win in his eyes. 

Fan-given nicknames — Raf, Raffie, Fishie

Age — 24

Hair / Eye colour — Rafayel has dyed purple hair (that oftentimes has his light brown roots peeking out) and he has sectoral heterochromia. His eyes are half blue, half green. 

Evol — Fire

Position in the Group —He is the Main Vocalist, and The Visual, The face of the group, He can't dance because of a previous leg injury, but still tries his best.

Sub-units — Apple Fish 🍎🐠 (also known as the Party Unit)

Before Joining — Rafayel was an avid painter, a well-known artist within the community. He went by the name, Tidus, and would often show up to his own exhibits in disguise to hear what people really thought of him. He was scouted by his agent Thomas and his main reason for joining was Zayne. He was curious as to why a budding doctor would leave five years of college behind to join an idol group and honestly – he also loved the attention. Sylus might've felt a little bit of panic whenever he saw pretty boy Rafayel waltz through the doors. Especially since he was a good singer. (Sylus was spiraling, at this point. “We're turning into an idol group, Zayne — why do they keep recruiting singers?”) 

Emojis — 🐱🐠🌊

Fun facts — He has a pet super red half-moon betta fish named Reddie. He wears contacts on stage that are pinkish blue, they aren't prescription – he just loves the attention he gets while wearing them. His aunt, Thalia, is an extremely popular soloist. He originally wanted his official emoji to be a fish, however once the fans learnt of his aversion to cats...His emoji was already decided by the majority. 🐱

Personality — He's always been eccentric. He's energetic but laid back, domineering yet pouty. His emotions are constantly all over the place, but that's just something you'll have to get used to since this is just how Rafayel is. He'll stop mid-practice to paint, if he is hit with a burst of inspiration. He'll run around, demanding piggyback rides from everyone. He won't hesitate to take a photo or sign an autograph while out and about. He's always buying or wearing luxury brands and doing modeling deals. 

🐥☁️🌟🌔🌓🌒🌑🌘🌗🌖🌕🌟☁️🐥

Xavier Shen

Stage name — XV (fifteen) // He honestly doesn't care for stage names. He wouldn't have chosen one if the agency didn't pester him until he finally did. XV means nothing to him, it just sounded better than any of the cheesy names the company tried to come up with. (Which was “starboy”)

Fan-given nicknames — Xav, Xavi, Starlight

Age — 23

Hair / Eye colour — Xavier has blonde hair and cornflower blue eyes. 

Evol — Light

Position in the Group —He is the Sub Vocalist, Main Rapper, Lead Dancer, and The Maknae/Youngest.

Sub-units — Star Fish Apple 🌟🐠🍎 (aka the troublesome trio); While Xavier is usually laid back and sleepy, whenever he gets around Caleb and Rafayel - and is in the mood for mischief - these three are an unstoppable trio who will stop at nothing to annoy their, usually calm and collected, eldest band mates. 

Emojis — 🐥🌟👾 (I know 🐰 is the obvious emoji for Xavier, but hear me out —)

Before Joining — He was the valedictorian of his class so many had high expectations of him. This would be a good thing since he passed all of his classes with flying colours and was on the track of being the val in college as well – but, his biggest problem was that classes were so boring. They were too easy for him, so he'd usually finish his work and nap until class was over. Or even nap during testing. It got so bad that he was eventually expelled and decided to just do part time jobs for money so he could rest more at home. He was scouted in a surprising way. The talent agents were off duty, just hanging out together, and they suddenly stopped at a café in confusion. The employee behind the counter had a long line, but it showed no signs of moving. They could hear the complaints from all the way outside, so whenever they entered the café, they had to do a double take. The negligent employee that was napping on the job looked ethereal. With the sun shining on his face, the talent agents bypassed the crowd, woke Xavier up, and gave him a business card so that he could call them later. Weeks passed with no answer, the agents go back to the café, learn Xavier was fired, and eventually find him selling flowers on the sidewalk for a nearby florist who was taking advantage of Xavier's good looks. That's when he finally gets scouted. Sylus is, again, distraught. Thinking “oh no…we were supposed to be a rap group”, but as fate would have it, Xavier was an excellent rapper. 

Fun facts — He originally wanted a pet cat but, since Rafayel is afraid of cats, he settled on a turtle named Fluffball. He doesn't need contacts, his eyes are perfect and he loves to rub this fact in. The fact that every other member needs contacts besides him — until Rafayel smacks him on the back of the head, reminding Xavier that his contacts are also non-prescription.

Personality — While you'd expect the youngest member to be expression and bouncy, Xavier is quite the opposite. Though he has his spikes of high energy, he's usually very calm and sleepy. He naps while getting his hair and makeup done, during concert breaks, and he'll even sometimes fall asleep mid-interview. However, he doesn't have any medical condition, he's just sleepy all the time and there's nothing he can do about it. But when he's hyper, there's no stopping him. Whether he's hopping around like a bunny, peeking over his bandmates shoulders during interviews, putting his hand in anyone's pockets – he's just LADS’ clingy, sleepy, youngest member. But also, whenever he's happy, he literally glows (and the fans adore this).

That's all I've got so far!

I'm still coming up with more as I go along so let me know if y'all have any more nicknames ideas and the like! Oh, and the name of their fans! I was contemplating on using "Lovers", but I'm still not 100% certain on what to name their fanbase.

I have Caleb and Rafayel's Y/ns pretty much conceptualized since they were the easiest to come up with, however I'm still struggling a bit for the other three, along with the Poly Y/n. (This is going to be a drabble type of series, so nothing too intense or detailed.)

Also! Nobody come at me for changing three of their eye colours. This is an au and I think it makes sense for them to wear their specifically in-game eye colours as contacts since a lot of idols wear contacts on stage! Since irl Sylus wouldn't have red eyes unless he had albinism while Caleb and Rafayel would have to have some form of heterochromia to have their original eye colours.

I'm going to add this here as well, but this is an AU. Evols are present, but there is no threat of Wanderers. Only criminals who misuse their Evols, similar to the world of My Hero Academia and the like.

<3 I'll be back whenever to post the prelude! And also, if you're here for ToF, Divisa, or Inertia — I'll try to post on ToF and Inertia soon!

[jordiemeow]

MISC BOT DUMP ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

09/03/25

featuring characters from: challengers, west side story, dune, bones and all & call me by your name

yay!! jo misc bot release. realised as i was linking these that i hit 100 followers on c.ai umm what the hell thank you horny people. challengers bots at the top bc i know that's what you sluts want!

next bot release will probably be based on lady gaga's new album mayhem. feel free to send requests for characters with song pairings (any fandom but more likely to consider ones from my pinned message!)

gender neutral unless specified otherwise. have fun. personal favourite was lee tbh.

enjoy ! <3

CHALLENGERS

PLATONIC? YEAH RIGHT

stanford art x patrick x best friend!user

You've all fantasised about this. Patrick is just the only one brave enough to act on it, even if it is as a result of a joint being shared between the three of you on Art's cramped single and a few stolen kisses. None of you have to say it out loud to know the three of you want to share more than Patrick's weed, though.

YES, COACH!

coach!art x protégé!user

He likes it when you call him coach. He shouldn’t, but it does something to him. He won’t admit it. Not to you, or himself. He’d deny it. Say he’s just tired, it’s the humidity, or something. Anything, rather than face the fact that he has the biggest little coaching kink over you. You’ve probably not even realised it, but your defiant little glare melting away to a compliant yes, coach goes straight south for him every time.

NASTY DOG

stanford era cheater!patrick x partner!user

Patrick knows he's in trouble, but does he really care? It's not that he doesn’t love you. He does, or he thinks he does. But he simply isn’t built for commitment. It's just too limiting, or so he claimed. And the groupies on tour are just so eager to please him. The sight of you throwing a ball in Art's pathetic attempt at a game piques his interest at the party he’s dragged you both along to, but when a hot girl in a low-cut top offers him body shots, what is he supposed to do? Say no? That's not in his nature. Because first and foremost, Patrick Zweig is a motherfucking dog.

FUTILE DEVICES

stanford era!art x best friend!user

To everyone else, you’re an asshole. Snarky and bitchy. You’d insult someone’s dead parent if they were being rude enough. Aggressive and temperamental. And yet there’s something about you that makes you completely irresistible to Art. He’s been in awe of you since he was a little shithead at twelve years old, and now he’s nineteen and he’s still thinking about you, watching your every move, hanging onto every word that comes out of your mouth… And, yeah, he’s maybe in love with you. Whatever.

FRESH YOUNG TALENT

coach!tashi x protégé!user

You could be perfect. An extension of Tashi, the manifestation of her own lost talent the day she injured her knee. Who needs her pathetic excuse of a husband when she has you? With that low drawl in your ear that's like a lullaby, but you know she's more of a devil than a comforting presence. It's almost enough to make you forget the fact that she's technically untouchable—her wedding ring a glaring reminder of the fact she's not yours. And yet you're hers. Her fresh young talent to carve into something beautiful.

SHARING IS CARING

stanford tashi x patrick x art x user

Patrick has always been convinced that he's the leader amongst you all. But, deep down, you all know you're eating out of the palm of Tashi's perfectly manicured hand. Her little white boys and you, her best friend. When she suggests to bring back your old tradition of sharing partners, how are you supposed to say no to that?

CARD DECLINED

2019!patrick x tinder date!user

Patrick Zweig is broke. Like living out of his car and using Tinder to couch (bed) surf kind of broke. The fact most of his pictures were his bulge should have rang alarm bells, but hey, you're on the app for the same thing. But he's in need of a warm meal, so he hits you with the gentleman card. Let me take you out for drinks first. Except his card conveniently declines, and instead of getting dicked down, you're left to pay the bill... great. That's what you get for using dating apps.

THE OTHER WOMAN

2019!tashi x sugar baby!reader (wlw)

Tashi must be getting really fond of you, because she's been indulging in purchases a lot more recently. It's not like you needed that $200 perfume, or the Valentino bag that sits in your closet, or the Hermes belt that you're too shy to wear. But she wanted you to have them. There was a rush there, a thrill of power. A reminder that she could have you with a single crook of her finger. And you always oblige, so sweet and eager to please, because at the end of the day... you're hers.

WEST SIDE STORY

LANDLINE

riff x uptown girl!user (m4f)

Riff ain't exactly been the best influence on you, getting you to sneak out and meet him in back alleys to sneak a couple cigarettes or share a few swigs of alcohol. Ain't ever taken you farther than that, though. Defiling you is tempting, but so is talking down the phone for hours into the night. He can just picture you giggling, twirling your phonecord around your finger and kicking your legs as you talk. Maybe you're sitting on a chair, or maybe in your bed. Hell, either way he knows you're in something cute and lacy to wear to bed, and he's definitely a fan of that. His pretty lil’ girly girl.

PRETTY LIL' SHARK

riff x anita’s sister!user (m4f)

You’re such a feisty lil’ spitfire that Riff can’t help but be drawn to you. If his boys knew he spent so much time thinking about the way you called him a gringo and spat your gum at him the other day, he’d never hear the end of it. Bernardo’s fuckin’ girlfriend’s sister, no less. But boy are you entertaining, ‘n’ it’s worth the risk just to ambush you on your weekly trip to Doc’s.

BONES AND ALL

APEX PREDATOR

lee x eater friend!user

Sometimes, Lee thinks God must have sent you to him. Not that he’s said a prayer in the last few years before you came into the picture. Sent him an angel, because He knew he was too much of a sinner. A deadly angel, though, given the fact you’ve just fed from an unlucky motel employee. No hint of cologne or perfume in the air as he consoles you and wipes the blood from your chin, just the natural, earthy scent of your shared sin. Perhaps demon is a more apt comparison.

CALL ME BY YOUR NAME

LOATHING

elio x family friend!user

Elio isn't sure of the reason for his own irritability. Whether it's your presence or the heat or the fact that everything with Oliver feels like it's spinning out of control. He just knows that he's in a bad mood, and you happen to be there. So, unfortunately for you, picking fruit with a sullen boy is your fate for the afternoon. If he has to deal with your bright smile and cheerful attitude for too long, though, he might just go insane.

LA PISCINA

elio x childhood friend!user

Being Elio Perlman’s dedicated bosom friend is not for the weak, for several reasons. One, he’s an annoying little shit. Two, he’s the world’s biggest hypocrite. Three, he’s in love with an American man six years his senior. Age gap aside, your ire regarding that particular problem stems from the fact that maybe you’re in love with your best friend. Oh, how you wish the summer would just end and things could go back to just being you and Elio. No stupid fucking Oliver.

DUNE

FOREIGN BOY

arrakis!paul x fremen teacher!user

You’re quite the thorn in Paul’s side. A decent teacher in theory, but so full of criticism that sometimes he just wants to smack you up the back of the head. A particularly repetitive session has both of you in a mood today; him wanting to prove himself to you, you wanting him to fail. But, by all the blessings of Shai-Hulud, sandwalking would not be the hill this Offworlder dies on.

PIPE DREAMS

caladan!paul x childhood friend!user

You'd always felt comfortable being yourself around Paul, even if he is to become the next Duke. It's always been like that, a sort of unspoken rule. For you, he was never Paul Atriedes, the son of The Duke. He was just Paul, your favourite person, the boy who was always better than you at sparring, but would never hold it against you. Your best friend, despite the expectations and responsibilities that always seemed to sit heavy on his shoulders. He can forget about that when he’s with you.

[balladeerssong]

love me, love me !!

| SYNOPSIS | genshin men as cliche love tropes.

| INCLUDING | Albedo, Diluc, Childe, Kaeya, Zhongli

| WARNINGS | modern/university au!, Kaeya's and Zhongli's are suggestive, age gap in Zhongli's, mentions of blood and obsession in Albedo's, mentions of death in Diluc's.

𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨 - ᵛᵃᵐᵖⁱʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿ ˡᵒᵛᵉ.

ꕤ Albedo is quiet, reserved, typically someone you'd call a 'loner' in uni. he's super distant with everyone and seems to be repulsed by any form of interaction. mood, honestly.

ꕤ it was all until you came along of course. your blood smells divine, your thoughts are unreadable, everything about you seems so.. different. but not the kind of different he is.

ꕤ Albedo loathes the monster he truly is, which is why he's scared to approach you at first. he yearns for, craves an answer to why you stand out from everyone else; but for that, he has to push his thirst for your blood down his throat - which is way more difficult than it seemed at first.

ꕤ however, first and foremost, he doesn't want to scare his dinner you away! how could he seek answers if you were terrified of him? so, he starts showing up at places you usually go to. it doesn't feel like someone is watching you all the time at all...

ꕤ oh, this parasocial relationship he was in with you looked way creepier from 3rd person view. his behaviour is straight up concerning to others, and if someone didn't think he was weird before, now they do.

ꕤ when he finally manages to speak to you in chemistry class, his world turns upside down. your voice, your scent, the light in your eyes, the warmth of your body - each and every part of you just draws him in, chaining him to you in a way he never could have imagined in the past.

ꕤ the more time you spend with him, the less tense he gets around you, which leads to a big change in his behaviour. he eventually reveals his big secret with a lump in his throat, and - to his surprise - you take it well and accept him for who he is.

ꕤ naturally, he's very protective. not just out of jealousy, but because he understands how fragile humans are compared to him. expect him to be right behind you wherever you go (even if you complain about him scaring your friends away).

𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐮𝐜 - ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʰᵒᵒᵈ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ.

᯽ your families were always extremely close, which is why you basically spent your entire childhoods together. your parents always joked about how you'll eventually end up marrying each other when you grow up.

᯽ even after Crepus' unfortunate passing, you two stay inseparable. Diluc changed a lot after that, but you understand and accept him the way he is; which is something he's eternally grateful for.

᯽ from day 1 of university, it's obvious for everyone that seeing either of you without the other is near impossible. and before you think there would be a bunch of rumours about you two dating, you're wrong. to others it's common knowledge that you're a couple.

᯽ it's not like you act like you are! but you look nothing alike, so that closes out the possibility of you being siblings and... what else could you be, really?

᯽ Diluc hears about this before you do. it makes him reflect on his feelings - maybe he does feel more than just friendship. you've been a part of his life since birth, after all. at first he tries to brush it off, convincing himself that it's simply familial love he feels for you. yet he can't help but look at you in a slightly different way after that, he becomes a lot more attentive to everything you say and do (he already was, but now even more so!).

᯽ after exploring his emotions in depth, his confession would be brief and confident in the comfort of his apartment. it catches you by surprise, but it also makes you extremely happy - for the past years you thought you were the loser for falling for your best friend!

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞 - ᵖᵒᵖᵘˡᵃʳ ˣ ˡᵒⁿᵉʳ.

✦ 'name someone on campus who doesn't have a crush on Childe' challenge, go! while it does seem impossible, there's one person that could not care less about the redhead - it's you of course.

✦ and when they say the seating plans can't be that horrible, he ends up getting seated next to the only person who doesn't bother to even look at him. how humiliating! well, it's even worse for you - since you're somewhat an enigma to him, he'll bother you all the damn time.

✦ the worst part is that he thinks he's doing you a favour by talking to you, since you don't have friends and all. he even offers to sit with you at lunch as a joke, which you immediately refuse. how can he even enjoy his meal with all these people trying to get his attention all the time?

✦ you don't humour him at all and it infuriates him. it lights something up inside of him that he can't quite place - he has the attention of the entire campus, yet he'd much rather try to get yours instead. you're hard to get and he loves it.

✦ luck shines upon him when you're assigned to work on a project with your seatmate. the deadline is in a month, so you know what that means! he has 30 days to win you over.

✦ he does everything, and i mean everything. he invites you over to 'work on the project' often, and since you do want to get this over with quickly, you can't possibly refuse. you notice him getting closer and closer in your personal space on each occasion, pushing his knee against yours, letting your hands touch, resting his head on your shoulder. all of this leading up to the faithful moment where he has his nose against yours, pulling you into the kiss he's been waiting for all this time.

✦ you have to admit that his charms did work on you after all. and he has to admit he prefers being with just you, far from the crowd he used to be in the center of.

𝐊𝐚𝐞𝐲𝐚 - ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ'ˢ ᵉˣ.

✶ his biggest mistake ever was choosing your friend over you when fate offered him two hotties at the senior party. he was drunk, okay? she seemed slightly more interested and willing to do nasty things with him, so... he went with the easier road.

✶ well, he missed out BIG time. i'm not saying that your bestie is a bad person, no! but whenever you met up with him because your best friend wanted to spend time with the both of you at the same time, it became more and more obvious that he's much more compatible with you. he'd never show that of course.

✶ your friend was devastated on the night of their breakup, calling you at ungodly hours just to cry on the phone to you. how sad. Kaeya didn't seem like a bad guy, you could only wonder what happened between them. funny thing is, your best friend did too. he didn't give her an actual reason for the breakup. he could never tell her that he was head over heels for her best friend.

✶ he waits for a while. pouncing on you right after breaking up with your friend would be way too unethical and definitely suspicious. he still has your number though, and he knows that one place you usually get lunch from. he'll make a detailed, steadfast plan to get closer with you again - after all, you two haven't spoken since the day of the breakup.

✶ he gradually starts with small gestures here and there. liking your posts (which he didn't do while he was in a relationship), saying hello when you walk past him in the hallway, sitting next to you in class when your bestie is absent. soon, he starts sending you tiktoks he thinks you might enjoy, starting small talk when he catches you alone, paying for your lunch when he gets the chance. he's more obvious than he intended to be, but he's impatient. and you catch on.

✶ you didn't expect to be at his place one night, letting him see what he missed on his first opportunity, feeling so good but so guilty at the same time, knowing that your friend's heart would break for the second time if she found out.

✶ so, you start dating in secret. he's awfully good at keeping a facade up. you only meet up at each other's place, anywhere in the city or on campus would be too risky. the walls have ears and eyes in university after all.

𝐙𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢 - ᵖʳᵒᶠᵉˢˢᵒʳ'ˢ ˢᵉᶜʳ��ᵗ ᶠᵃᵛᵒᵘʳⁱᵗᵉ.

𑁍 Mr. Zhongli has to be one of your favourite professors - you could very easily tell how much passion he has for the subjects he teaches, it was so motivating! i lied. he's just mad hot.

𑁍 his hair tied back, his dark brown suit that looks like it was made just for him, the way his long, slender fingers held his pen... absolutely divine.

𑁍 of course, the best way to get a teacher's attention is to either excel or underperform in their class and, well, the latter is way easier. he notices your lack of efforts when it comes to his subjects. intentional or not, it still needs to be talked about, so the day after your test, he asks you to stay behind for a minute (mission success).

𑁍 he talks about how poorly your essay is written, how you should pay attention to both the structure and the factuality of your work. you obviously couldn't care less about that, being lost in the gold irises behind his glasses. he notices this and simply sighs.

𑁍 never in his many years of teaching has a student try to get his attention this way, and he'd be ashamed to admit that it was working perfectly. your skirt being a bit too short during your one-on-one tutoring lessons, the buttons on your shirt that always seem to get loose, that look in your eyes when he's asking you to focus. he catches on. and he loves it.

𑁍 Zhongli knows you're doing this on purpose, yet he doesn't cancel your tutorings. he also wants this, no matter how unacceptable it is from either of you. which is why you're sat on his lap, learning about the correct way to build an essay up, slightly shifting your position every now and then. he clears his throat and adjusts his glasses before grabbing your chin and turning your head back to the paper in front of you.

[valley-of-headcanons]

(I think this is the right way to do this? We'll see)

I was hoping you could do Sebastian and/or Elliott with a pregnant farmer? Dealers choice between headcannons or oneshots!

Thank you! 😁

elliott and sebastian with their first child || headcanons

the boys are finally parents! how are they going to handle this new challenge?

warnings: anything pregnancy related, female bodied farmer with gender neutral pronouns, referred to as mother.

requested by: @merrymagpiesmess , hiya, thank you for requesting! sorry it took so long to get around to it, but i deeply appreciate it! this was fun to write, thank you so much!! :) [also, consider this a part 2 to the alex one :) ]

elliott

• Elliott pictured a very romantic, idealized life for himself. He wanted the cozy house, the loving spouse, and the two beautiful kids. Yes, to many it may seem unrealistic, but Elliott adored the thought. He understands that it may not be in the cards, but he's certainly manifesting! Right now, he has the life that he's dreamed of. He would love to have children with you!

• When he first found out you were pregnant, Elliott was ecstatic! He was so in love with you, and he was so excited to go through the beautiful progress of pregnancy. Bringing a human into this world was so beautiful to him, as most things in life were. He was so excited to be doing something so monumental with you.

• Elliott wrote a lot about you, your pregnancy, and your future child. Late night journaling sessions had many thoughts about you, you were all that flooded through his mind despite being married for so long. You were forever his muse, especially now. He wrote piles and piles of poetry about your pregnant glow and the child that you were carrying. He was so excited, and he couldn't believe how beautiful you were.

• Constantly showering you with affection, Elliott was very considerate of you during the pregnancy. Late night runs to Joja Mart were frequent, getting whatever you needed at the drop of a hat. You were so busy, even while pregnant! It was admirable in his eyes, and he wanted to shower you with as much affection as he could.

• As the time came to deliver the baby, Elliott was by your side the entire way to the hospital. He fulfilled your every request, showering you with words of encouragement and soft kisses on your forehead for comfort. He was worried, of course he was, a child was coming out of you. But, he knew in his heart, that everything would go perfectly.

• When everything was said and done, Elliott was incredibly excited. He was calm, making sure to hold you and let you have a moment to breathe. You meant everything to him, and you made sure to ask if you were okay. Yes, the baby had just been born, but he needed to take care of his spouse first and foremost. After knowing you were okay, he then started to discuss the baby. He was so excited to hold his newborn, he was already teary eyed.

• “Hello, my love ... goodness, you are so beautiful. You have the eyes of your mother, and the nose of your father. I ... for the first time in my life, I have been rendered speechless. You ... are going to be something special. You are the most special sum of atoms that have ever come to be. My dear, I hope that I shall give you the joy that your mere presence has given me.”

sebastian

• Sebastian never really thought about kids until you came into the picture. He didn't think he'd make a really good dad, as he really didn't have a good idea of what a father really is. His dad isn't around, and his stepdad is not the best to him. He never really thought that he could be a dad, but he wasn't against it. He just hadn't put too much thought into the subject.

• When he first found out that you were pregnant, Sebastian was shocked to say the least. He didn't really expect it, but he didn't show it. He gave you a smile and a kiss, happy despite the uncertainty. He didn't want you to worry, as you were the one actually carrying the child, and it would be much harder on you. So, he pushed his anxiety away until later. He showed his love and support for you right away.

• Late nights caught up to Sebastian. He sat in the realization that he really didn't know how to be a father. He didn't want to be like Demetrius: incredibly demeaning and awful toward him. But, on the other hand, he didn't want to be like his father: a deadbeat. So, he was stuck between worlds, freaking out over what may be the right thing. He spent many sleepless nights on parenting websites, or asking reddit what to do. He was stressed, to say the very least.

• During the pregnancy, Sebastian was very attentive to you. He would keep you company if you were ever suffering from pain, giving your belly soft kisses and holding your hand. He was stressed, and he didn't admit that to you until after the pregnancy was done. You did notice he was a bit more on edge than usual, so you tried to reassure him when you could. But, at nights, he was still trying to come up with a game plan.

• Soon, the baby was coming. Sebastian was freaking out inside, but managed to stay semi-calm on the outside. Not enough for you to notice, at least. However, you were going into labor, so you probably weren't paying much attention. He was by your side, holding your hand and saying a few reassuring phrases. They were for both of you, but it definitely calmed your nerves. He hoped everything would be okay in the end.

• After everything, Sebastian was drained but ... more than anything, he was happy. A smile landed on his face, holding your hand as you two waited for your baby to be brought to you. He kissed your knuckles, his nerves seeming to disappear. Being a father was going to be okay, because your child had the most wonderful mother. So, when Sebastian held his child for the first time, he was trying his hardest not to cry.

• ”Oh, wow ... you're a little human, in my hands, and real ... I ... didn't realize how real this moment would feel. I'm a father, and you're my little baby ... you're just a little guy, aren't you? Hehe ... you're such a cutie. I think we're gonna be okay, you think? I think so ... and I was so scared. Why was I so scared? You're really just a bundle of joy.”

[keferon]

Ok so, I've got a little something that's been eating in my head for the past hour or so

So, from as far as i am aware, it depends on the iteration of him, but I've seen a few posts talking about how Ratchet is, first and foremost, a healer, and he wants to help people no matter what. But he's stuck under the terrible circumstances of war, and can't save everyone (not like he can always save everyone, even without a war, but it gets alot more challenging). How he even sometimes helps decepticons!

And so, for the mecha au, i kept thinking: Ratchet having a breaking point after losing one last pilot he was close to (honestly something i plan to write at some point), to a stupif decision the company has made, and they right of the bat, not even a week later is sending new recruits, young recruits, to the same suicidal mission bc "they were so close the last time"

He breaks, leaves, and hides with his alien bf, going off radar and starts to secretly help out the citizens, the families, the children, caught on the crossfire because it just seems like no one cares for the little guys anymore.

He works for the people. He's a healer at heart, even if he's not allowed to be - my sister

Idk, just a thought. Not entirely sure what your interpretation of Ratchet really intels, but it's something that keeps chewing at my brain after a few posts about him i saw a while back.

What gets to me though, is wondering how that comes across to Deadlock, ya know? Does that push some change of heart? Does he see the human differently as he risks himself to save the one little kid everyone seems to ignore the cries for help?

I'd imagine Ratchet asking Deadlock help ride around the ruins and to carry the wounded.

Actually. This is EXACTLY how I see him. Like. YES. ABSOLUTELY.

The same thing he was doing in canon, working in Dead end. Caring for people. Regular people who suffer from the war the most.

[acid-ixx]

HUH!?!? another poll in just a day? hell yeah, but this one is all based off of this post (planned fanfics/one-shots), so please do take a read with the link above. i removed the hanahaki one since it's already in my previous one. the last two choices i added are ones i added on my planned drafts before so do read the summary below for the last two.

and if anyone is wondering "why are you so confident that you're actually gonna post about these?", it's because christmas break is coming soon and i'll actually have time to write something solid other than just ideas. so yeah! go batshit crazy i guess.

Love at First Fuck (Romantic Bruce Wayne, Platonic Batfam): Being a journalist has its perks and downfalls. Personally, you like to ignore the public criticism against you because it is your passion, first and foremost. And the good outweighs the bad, anyways! Like, one, you get to voice your opinions. Two, you'd have an insider view about certain situations as long as you have the legal pass to. And finally, three, you get to have a chance of hooking up with the well-known billionaire Bruce Wayne after meeting him during a gala. Sleeping with him after your first date was spectacular in your eyes, and it was enough to rid of the stress of your workload always piling up. Yet as you try to leave the manor with nothing but your crumpled clothes and messy hair, you start to notice the strange ways his children treat you and how they were too eager to keep you in their home; convinced you'd be quitting your job to live as Bruce's new spouse... Wait, since when did you have a ring on your finger?!

Not for Love, But for Safety (Loving Family, Unpalatable Desire): Attempting to divorce Bruce Wayne whilst your blooming feelings for Clark Kent was both a challenge and a stepping stone for someone like you. You were taught submissiveness, and for your entire life; to desire your endgame being a house spouse for a rich man who could provide. When Bruce agreed to marry you, it was only diligence to his promise of keeping you, an unwilling victim to your family's drug cartel reputation, safe and sound. That was the reason why your argument began to ensue, when your soon to be ex-husband admitted that he only married you so you'd be protected. But you do not want protection, or safety— what you want is love; a state of being Bruce couldn't provide you, a desirable feeling your new partner offers you.

[anistarrose]

Really Small Problems starts with King's bread puns, so obviously, it's already crucial to the emotional arc of the finale. But knowing that the Titan was watching that day, do you know what else the Titan must have noticed, and how that makes the finale so much more impactful?

[ID from alt: King talking to a disguised Tibbles, then Luz kissing King on the forehead after they reconcile. End ID.]

In the episode, King gets used as a pawn by Tibbles — who preys off of King's desire to spend time playing with Luz — and as a result, King puts Luz and her friends in a lot of danger. But Luz, while initially angry, realizes that King was being manipulated, not malicious — and at his absolute worst, just an irresponsible kid who really wanted to spend time with his friend — and she reconciles with him, leading to their bond becoming stronger than ever before.

But hey, for no particular reason, remember what the Titan's greatest regret was, again?

[ID from alt: a projection by the Collector, of the Archivists reaching out to the Collector, then a projection of the Titan glaring menacingly. End ID.]

When the Collector was being used as a pawn by the Archivists, who were the ones who really killed all the Titans, King's dad didn't realize the truth until far too late. Rather than talk to the Collector and try to understand, let alone reconcile, Papa Titan lashed out at the Collector for their perceived betrayal — imprisoning the Collector, thereby plunging him into traumatizing isolation, for millions and millions of years. It's the Titan's worst mistake. The Collector didn't deserve anything like that — the Collector was just a misguided little kid. But the Titan had let his rage consume him. And now, slain by the Archivists, the Titan can no longer undo her mistake.

So... fast forward to when the Titan's own kid has finally hatched, and started to grow up. The Titan sees his kid make a friend in Luz, whom the Titan already likes, because she was kind to King and respectful to the Isles. But then — the Titan sees her own kid do something misguided. The Titan sees his own kid put his friends in danger. Only... instead of fallout from Luz's feelings of betrayal, the Titan sees Luz actually reconcile with King. The Titan sees Luz recognize that King didn't want to hurt anyone. In other words, the Titan sees Luz avoid repeating the Titan's mistake.

Of course, dealing with Tibbles is far, far lower-stakes than dealing with genocidal Archivists. But what the Titan sees is Luz proving that she can be levelheaded, and forgiving, and most of all, trustworthy with the challenging decisions that the Titan himself has messed up before. Luz finds her last two glyphs rapid-fire after this episode, after the first two were comparatively slow-going. She still has to work for them, by being attentive to nature and to magic, but that change in pacing isn't a coincidence. The Titan is selective about who can be trusted with glyphs — but Luz earns that trust. By being kind to King, first and foremost — but even more specifically, by extending understanding and forgiveness, instead of blame, to a child who had just wanted to play.

And that all culminates in why the Titan trusts Luz to wield the full power of the Boiling Isles in the finale. It's why the Titan believes Luz is a genuine and kind person, who can defeat Belos by force without ever being or becoming as bad as he is — because Luz does give people second chances, and resolve things non-violently, when people aren't as malicious or set in their ways as Belos is. Because Luz gave a second chance to King, and even gave a second chance to the Collector — thus, doing what the Titan couldn't. The Titan trusts Luz not to give into destructive, punitive options — neither killing, nor imprisonment — unless there is truly no other option, in which case killing Belos isn't punitive or retributive in ideology; it's just self-defense.

So, when the Titan makes some of her final words a bread pun, it tells King and Luz and the viewer so much. That the Titan was watching the whole time — but that the Titan was watching Really Small Problems, specifically. That the Titan watched King mature, and the Titan watched Luz forgive him. The Titan watched and made reference to a story about second chances and reconciliation working — because they do work, most of the time, and the fact that Belos is the rare exception is crucial to the message of the finale.

And in a more meta, ironic way — yet one that I'm sure the writers were aware of — the Titan was even watching what some fans called a "filler" episode. But Titan cared so much about Luz and King's development within. And what a brilliant way to tie the whole show together! What a good tribute to the value of gradual character development! And to rewatching a show with fresh eyes, now metaphorically from the Titan's perspective!

It changes everything. It makes you appreciate Luz and King so, so much. It's such a subtle, beautiful writing choice. And the Titan is such a beautiful character. Really Small Problems is not a skippable episode. It always had good character development, but the way it's utilized and recontextualized by the rest of the narrative is nothing short of brilliant.

[mjrtaurus]

As much as I like to headcanon Garp as being a good but eccentric dad, canon Garp is… interesting.

Take the frog in boiling water philosophy and apply it to Luffy, and you’ll get Garp.

Garp is, first and foremost, a loose canon. He is/was one of the World Government’s most valuable assets- both as a marine and as a piece of living propaganda. Yet his hard-headedness is practically uncontrollable, and after God Valley, taking him out would be a PR nightmare.

So the World Government has to be careful with him. He’s an asset, but he isn’t one that can be kept in control through fear tactics and “you will follow orders because I’m bigger, stronger, and scarier than you”. All that would do is make him want to fight it just for the sake of fighting it. It’s a challenge.

It’s loyalty that keeps him in line, so it’s loyalty that they ever so subtly weaponize against him. It’s through loyalty that they give him the illusion of choice and control. It’s through loyalty that they manage to slow but surely, imperceptibly reshape his values until they are more important than his own family.

And when the hard truth does come around, like it did with Ace, he shuts down because that’s what he’s been conditioned to do.

Until Akainu- true to form- ruins everything for everybody. Akainu works too quickly. He’s too aggressive. And he killed Ace.

Loyalty or no, Garp can never respect him as a leader. That lack of respect is what leads to the formation of SWORD. He loves the Marines too much to see them fall into the hands of someone like Sakazuki.

The dogmatic love for the Marines that the WG has fostered in Garp has now gone rogue, and so they send him on a suicide mission to Hachinosu.

The public won’t question Garp the Fist’s final stand like they would have questioned his sudden disappearance.

[straycolours]

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Fandom: ENA Dream BBQ; Kane and above image belongs to JoelG

10 Headcanons on Kane X Reader

Inspired by @pukefactory and their amazing work in the fandom.

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First things first, it's important to remember that Kane is a party animal first and foremost. As a result, he ends up pulling you along to whatever celebrations are going on. Quality time is definitely his love language, and partying hard is what he spends the most time doing. What could be better than mixing the two things he loves most? Dancing while drunk, getting lost in the moment and in each other... This is what the relationship is all about to him: passion and good times.

He really perks up when you tag along with him to whatever (potentially illegal) event he's had his eyes on. "Just let them know that you're with me! They know me. AAAH, this is going to be amazing! Are you ready to party hearty?!" When you arrive at the event he not-so-subtly shows you off to everyone you two meet like you're an attraction. "Look closely! Observe the sparkling eyes and beautiful hair of a rare creature from faraway lands! And they're all mine! HA! Suckers!"

If you're an introvert, he'll be the kind of person who works at coaxing you out of your shell. He won't say it to you this way, but he'll feel responsible, oddly enough, for you living an exhilarating life, and he firmly believes that's worth any amount of trouble you two end up getting into. "The book will still be sleeping like a sluggard when you get back. But a party runs when you approach. Let's go! Let's chase that wild animal!" He'll take your hand and pull you through whatever portal leads to something exciting. If you're feeling like staying in, he's gonna literally carry you there. Kane can be kind of insensitive towards your desires to recharge your social batteries, but at the end of the day he just wants to save you from becoming a wallflower. And not the ones that grow in holy gardens and talk to you about sharing a spot of tea with them.

If you don't wanna go with him and you really dig your heels in, he really will just go without you. But he'll hesitate with his coin-hand on the door handle. "Last chance! Last last chance! I'm really gonna be going now. Fun is calling. I'm really gonna be going." He'll get to the event that he wanted to go to so bad but he won't be having as much fun as he thought he would without you. He'll be dancing with moth breakdancers and challenging an origami jester to a party popper eating contest and he'll win, coin-arms held triumphantly in the air and dancing, but his mouth will be a straight line the whole time. He’ll get home to find you asleep already and he’ll woozily sit next to the bed without saying anything, feeling like there's something he should be learning from this, but struggling to grasp it due to his being slightly… “sedated”.

From then on, he tries to make you feel more included in the activities you two do together. If you want to stay home, he's learned to adjust to that now. But you have to remember that he's an energetic guy and you’ll have to meet him there or he will go crazy. He'll be busting out playing cards, dice or some sort of polyhedron with glowing dots on it and meet you halfway. If you have work to do then he will always be fiddling with something, throwing a ball at the wall over and over or eating something illegal.

If you’re an extrovert, you and Kane feed off each other’s energy. When the sky is dark, you two will run around and take turns trying to be louder than each other. Kane will try to make you laugh as he approaches strangers and confuses them with parlor tricks. Once in a while, he’ll pull a nasty trick and con someone out of some money or a magical sandwich, or something. You know that it’s serious once he does it, but it’s hard to be strait-laced about it; Kane makes some seriously ridiculous faces when he’s nervous. When things get dangerous, Kane takes you by the hand and runs. You two bolt through secret passageways and climb through windows, laughing like maniacs all the way home while the entity who was about to turn you two into corpses has no choice but to take their licks and move on.

Kane doesn’t outright say it, but he loves teaching you things. Something about the way your face lights up in surprise when he shows you a secret shortcut to an illegal casino or tricks you with a four-sided playing card tickles him like that bowl of dragon punch he drank at the Rain Gathering, but deeper, like something about this is good for him. Making him strong, and healthy, and rich in ways he never could’ve gambled for. If you’re not familiar, expect to learn many games of chance. This also means that he always brings extra “goods” back from his “affable conspirators” so that you can try some. One time he returned with a black, ribboned lollipop with a tiny version of your face in the middle. “Don’t take too many licks like a simpleton. Next thing you know you’ll wake up as a fairy. Trust me, you wouldn’t do well as one. Take your time.” You still had wings for a few days after that regardless. “Alright, I guess the dosage was a lot stronger than I was told. Live and learn!” Kane turned his head and sneezed some pixie dust. “W-wait, mine too?!”

Kane claims to have "the blessing of the DOORS!" when you play against him in poker, but you usually beat him because his eyes not-so-subtly shift to the side when he bluffs. Is he really that bad at poker? Is he letting you win? You’ll never know, and that’s the real trick. Once in a while he'll fold back into his piggy-bank form and challenge you to hit as many coin tosses into him as you can, which is admittedly difficult since his coins are huge. Normally he doesn’t let anybody touch him or pick him up in his piggy-bank form, but if it’s his beloved then he’s fine with you carrying him around. Just don’t drop him. If you have a habit of being a klutz, don’t feel too offended by his apprehension. “You know that you’re my good luck charm, right? It’s just… picking up my effigy and stuff… It’s a bit too much of a gamble even for me, eheheh!”

Kane has three days: OK days, where he does what he wants to do but you can’t hang out; great days, where he gets to spend a lot of time with you; and meteor days. Some days the meteors are really gunning for him. It’s like a sickness that flares up, a fever that leaves asymptomatic and returns with a vengeance. He claims to be made of tough stuff and he prides himself on his lawless luck, but there are times where he gets hit and taken out before coming to a few hours later. One of your worst experiences with him was when you two first started dating and one of the flaming chunks of space-rock hit him and took him out. You were shocked beyond words. Not knowing what to do, you called one of his contacts named, simply, “Doctor”. The shady character arrived, clearly unhinged, and insisted that you had very little time to “harvest his coins”. Thankfully, Kane pulled himself together and zipped away with you in tow. You spent over an hour thinking he was dead, and he was mortified that he had forgotten to mention the “being blown to space-dust” part.

If one of his meteors is ever hurtling your way, you can guarantee that despite Kane’s ditzy, slightly selfish personality, he will always push you out of the way and make sure you’re safe. If he can sense that he’s going to be having a flare-up day, he stays away and hides in his piggy-bank form. He can’t bear to see you hurt. Unfortunately, if you want to speak to him, you’ll have to go on a scavenger hunt for him. He can be pretty creative with places to nestle into when in his smaller form. If you find him, tell him you love him and that you’re not gonna leave him alone to deal with whatever this meteor curse thing is. He needs to hear what you're going to say. And bring a reinforced metal umbrella. If you do these things, he’ll be stunned with gratitude, but above all else, he’ll be reassured that being yours was never a gamble at all; you’ll know that you’re truly his lifetime good luck charm, and he's yours.

[froggiewrites]

i love your writing so much and im so glad you opened requests!! :) i would love if you wrote a fic about zoro being dominant (maybe some spanking/spitting?) him having a dirty mouth, and perhaps some edging? i have another idea that i'll send in a diff message too! even if you dont choose this one i look forward to reading the others <3

I've never written anything with a lot of dirty talk or dominance before, but I tried my best, and I hope I did it justice! 😊

Playing Rough

Pairing: Zoro x Reader

NSFW

Summary: You're being terribly stubborn, insisting on fighting battles you can't handle. Zoro decides to put you in your place. Warnings: Smut, Dom Zoro, Spanking, Dirty Talk, Slight Edging, Begging Word Count: 2.4k

It was a stupid argument, one that shouldn’t have happened.

The battle you had been through was rough, sure, but you didn’t take any damage that wouldn’t heal. Zoro had insisted you not fight on your own, not take on any challenge you couldn’t handle, and you had insisted that you were more than capable of handling it. And you were. You came home, didn’t you? And the bruises might be nasty and the stitches weren’t terribly fun either, but you were in one piece. You had managed to hobble your way back to the ship on your own, and you didn’t even collapse before making it into Zoro’s arms.

You were too out of it to comprehend the words he said, though you understood the panic and fear in his tone well enough. And you certainly understood the words he spoke when you first woke up.

“Are you stupid?”

“Excuse me?”

Before you could truly get angry, his arms were around you, crushing you against his chest. You can feel a slight tremor as he takes a deep breath, nose buried in your hair, taking in your scent, your warmth, any evidence that you are here with him and alive. He takes a shuddering inhale, the closest thing to weakness you’ve ever heard from him, before his voice comes back again, rough and absolutely furious. “You almost died.”

“I didn’t almost die.” You try to say it sweetly, soothingly, but his fingers tighten in a way that is less than kind.

“You almost died. You went even though you knew you shouldn’t, and you almost died. I almost lost you.” His voice isn’t shaking, not quite, but you swear you feel the tremor anyway. Zoro is not a man easily rattled, yet somehow you have shaken him to his very foundation.

“You could never lose me, Zoro. I knew what I was doing, I promise.”

“You knew the risk you were taking?”

“Yes. But I had to do it.” You bring a hand up to run through his hair. “I knew I would come back. I knew what I was doing, and I knew I was strong enough. I promise.”

You’re suddenly devoid of his warmth as he pulls away, glaring at you. “You have no idea what you’re talking about. Chopper said if you got back even a few minutes later…” He trails off, clenching his teeth.

“But I didn’t,” you insist. “Everything turned out fine, Zoro.”

“Do you think that’s all that matters?”

“Kind of!”

He huffs. “I’m glad you’re okay.” He stalks out of the room, slamming the door as he leaves. You throw yourself back onto the bed, wincing as you realize your ribs are very much broken. Every inch of you is bruised, and it hurts to breathe. But it was worth it. He would understand that eventually. Not every fight has a pretty ending, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t finish them.

He did not understand, as it turns out.

He still helped you as you healed, your dear protector always carrying you so gently, so purposefully. But you could feel the distance, the tension. Neither of you acknowledged it, focusing on your health first and foremost, but it haunted every moment you two were together. Touches were fleeting, conversation was sparse. But finally, finally, today you have been officially given a clean bill of health by Chopper.

“You’re cleared for everyday activity, but I still want you to stay out of fights for a while. And don’t do anything that reckless again!” Chopper’s words are law when it comes to your health, so you’ll do your best, but you can’t help but think of how no one else on this ship would follow such instructions.

“I’ll try.” No promises you can’t keep, and Chopper purses his lips a little when he realizes, but after a moment he simply nods. He’s used to patients even more stubborn than you, of course.

As you leave the office, ready to get back to your regular life, you’re instantly met by Zoro’s broad chest as he pulls you into him.

“You’re fine now?” There’s a tension to his voice you don’t fully understand.

“I–yeah? I guess?”

“Good.” He throws you over his shoulder, not exactly gently, now that he knows being rough with you won’t open your stitches.

“What are you doing?” You try to pull yourself up to see where he’s taking you, but he gives you a quick swat on the ass that makes you squeak as you fall limp again.

“You’ll see.” He jogs down a hallway you only recognize right before you reach your destination: his room. When the door slams shut behind you, enclosing you in darkness, it almost sounds like a death knell.

He throws you onto the bed carelessly, pushing a hand onto your stomach to keep you from bouncing. His other hand makes quick work of your pants as you squirm, not out of fear but out of pure confusion.

“Zoro? What’s going on?”

“We have a conversation to finish.” His voice is flat. You don’t need to ask him which conversation. You know damn well which one. He’s finally rid you of your pants, throwing them carelessly to the floor, and he begins to work on the buttons of your shirt.

“Is that what this is going to be? A conversation?”

He hums. “No, I guess not.” His callused hands are rough against your bare skin as he unhooks your bra and grabs your breasts. “You aren’t going to be doing much talking, today. It’s finally time for you to listen.” He kneads your chest for a moment, pinching harshly, before he moves to slide off your panties.

“Listen?” Your voice is a little strained as you feel his fingers slide against your bare skin for the first time in weeks.

“Yeah, listen. You weren’t willing before, so I have to try something else.” He flips you over before pulling you onto his lap, ass in the air. “Make you remember our roles here.”

“Our roles?”

“Yeah. I’m the protector of the ship, of our crew. That’s my job.”

“Oh? And what’s mine?”

“In general? To survive. Right now? To take what I give you.”

“And what are you giving me?”

“Do you think you’re in a position to interrogate me right now?” His hand grabs one of your ass cheeks, an attempt to remind you exactly who’s in charge. And you know, of course, who’s in charge here. But that doesn’t mean you can’t push him.

“You’ve been answering, haven’t you?” You can’t keep the mischief out of your voice.

He chuckles in spite of himself. “Yeah, I have. I’m being too nice, aren’t I?” His voice gets a little deeper, an intensity creeping in. “I’ll give you one more, as a treat. I’m giving you exactly what you’ve earned, for acting so fucking recklessly. And then, if you’re good? I’ll give you my cock. I’m sure you want it, hm? All cooped up in the infirmary for weeks, thinking about it, knowing you can’t have it. I bet it’s been driving you insane.”

With that, you feel the sharp sting of his hand as he brings it down. It makes you cry out as it connects with your soft flesh, but you know he isn’t using even half of his strength, holding back, somehow taking care of you even now. You feel him harden when he does it, though you can’t tell if it’s from the sound you make or from the action itself. Maybe both. His hand gently caresses the growing handprint, a moment of tenderness, before he raises his hand again and you tense.

“Just relax, sweetheart. It can’t be any worse than what you put us through.” Another smack, this one on the other cheek, and another, and another, alternating each time. You can’t help the small squeaks and whines you let out, and Zoro can’t hide the effect they have on him, breathing growing heavier and smacks becoming more intense as you both lose yourselves.

“That’s it. One more. You can take one more.”

“Ah!”

“That’s right. Another. You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? You’re practically dripping.” You clench your thighs together, trying to hide the fact that he’s right, about this, about the fight, about everything here. When you try, he tuts, bringing his hand down yet again, making you jolt. “Don’t go hiding yourself from me, pretty thing. You’re mine, every inch of you. You can’t hide a thing from me. Can you say it for me, sweet thing? Admit that you’re mine?”

“I’m yours, Zoro!”

“And that I was right?”

“You were—ah!” His hand comes down again, but you force your way through. “You were right, Zoro!”

“There we go.” His hands finally stop, coming to rest on your red and stinging ass. “Was that so hard to admit?”

You keep silent, your stubbornness still carrying you through.

He laughs at you. “You know, I could add a bit to your punishment for not answering. But,” his fingers find your entrance, wet and waiting, “I think you’d probably like that, huh?”

You hum, pushing your face into the bed, trying to hide your red face and ears. He lifts you up, pulling you up into a sitting position, holding your chin and forcing you to look him in the eyes. “Hiding again? You really liked your punishment, didn’t you? As much as I’d love to continue, that’s not all I had in store. So eyes on me.”

He quickly strips off his shirt before easily lifting you with one arm so he can slide off his pants. As he does, you can see a wet spot where you were resting. It’s a little mortifying, realizing how easily he can turn you to putty in his hands, literally dripping wet for him. Your embarrassment quickly subsides when he frees his cock, red and twitching, and you realize you hold just as much sway over him as he does over you. He lines himself up with your entrance, ready to give you exactly what you want.

As he slowly slides you down on his cock, you let out a moan, and he groans in response. His eyes are locked onto where your bodies meet, taking in the sight of you stretching around him. “Fuck, you take me so perfectly. Like you were made for me.”

Once he’s fully sheathed in you, you both take a moment to breathe in, enjoying the feeling of this first sweet stretch. The second you breathe out, he begins to bounce you roughly, making you squeak. “Oh, you thought I was going to go easy on you now?” He laughs, continuing his fast pace, fingertips digging into your hips. “Fuck, you feel so good, pretty thing. Bouncing on my cock just like that.”

One hand leaves your hips, moving up your body, finding its place at your chest. He pinches your nipples, making you squeal, before he leans forward, breathing heavily in your ear. “God, when you squeeze around me like that…” he squeezes your chest again, moaning. “You kill me, sweetheart.”

His hips continue to snap harshly into yours, pounding relentlessly as the sounds of slapping skin fill the room. His lips latch onto your neck, sucking and leaving a mark that clearly defines you as his. You can feel the heat rising as your orgasm builds, your sounds growing more wanton and desperate as Zoro begins to pound into you even faster, and faster.

And then it stops.

“Wha–”

You can feel the rumble of his chest against your back as he laughs. “Oh, did you think I was going to just give it to you?”

“I–But–I was good,” you say petulantly. Your voice is still a half whine as you try to ground yourself, the tension in your body slowly unraveling and leaving nothing but a cold dissatisfaction.

“Hm.” He presses his cheek to your shoulder, humming as though he’s thinking. “Well. Maybe if you beg you can cum on my cock. If you’re real sweet about it.”

It’s embarrassing how quickly the frantic cry leaves your mouth. “Please, please, please Zoro can I cum? Please?”

“Hm. I think you can do better.”

“Please, can I cum on your cock, Zoro! Please, I need you, please!”

“Alright. Since you asked so nicely.”

His fingers find your clit, rubbing circles around it. He enters you again, pace slower this time, but strokes deep and deliberate. You can feel every inch of him as he pulls in and out, feel the heat of his breath on your ear, hear his quiet moans as you clench around him. He will give you your release, but not as quickly as you want it. You’ll get it on his terms.

Even still, you reach your precipice quickly, and he whispers huskily in your ear. “Are you ready?”

You’re beyond all practical thought at this point, but you still manage two simple words. “Yes! Please.”

“Alright then, pretty thing. Cum for me.” With one final thrust, one final movement of his fingers, you do, gushing around him as the world shatters. You’re panting, desperate for breath, but you can’t seem to make your lungs listen to you over the symphony of pleasure you’re drowning in. Right as you manage to regain some control of yourself, you can feel Zoro go tense beneath you before you feel him spill inside of you, filling you to the brim as he quietly moans out your name. 

You both sit together a moment, you limp in Zoro’s arms as he falls back onto the bed, before he speaks up.

“Promise me you’ll never do anything like that again. Really.” His arms wrap around you a little tighter. “I…I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you.”

“I won’t do it again, Zoro, I promise.” Your voice is weak, but you look up to see a sincere smile creep onto his face and you know he heard you. “...Are there other things that might get me punished like this? Less deadly things?”

He laughs. “Oh, there are plenty. And I’m sure you’ll do them all.” His hand runs through your hair affectionately. “But I’ll find more excuses to spank you later. I think you need some rest.”

With that, you two simply lay together, the only sound in the room your quiet breaths and the sound of Zoro’s heartbeat, growing slower and slower as you both drift off.

[nekrosmos]

i’m just here w/ more boxer nikolai thoughts. very specifically what his team looks like.

his promoter? price. lends to an interesting dynamic - price gives the orders but if nikolai dislikes them he simply *wont listen*. they’re a team, first and foremost, and a unit at the end of the day. they have a rehearsed set of statements for every interview, but they never quite need to *check* what the other is comfortable with them saying because they know what each other want.

his trainer? laswell. nikolai is a dedicated man, a strong man, a smart man, but he’s a man who needs some form of guidance. no trainers he’s had has ever really gotten it, which is how price pushed him in the direction of her. she keeps him in check, and she pushes him to be better than he thought possible.

cutman? gaz. technically it should be a laceration man i say as they drag me away. but alas. i imagine gaz and nikolai to have a very strong relationship built on a fundament of trust. nikolai trusts gaz, gaz trusts nik. after all they’ve gone through together, he can trust gaz to rub some vaseline on his face, after all.

other cornermen? it’s a little blurry as to the exact number he’d be allowed. there’s i think three allowed on the fringe (trainer, cutman, and one other) for non-title fights, four for title fights, and then i can’t find the number for how many can be on the ground. i imagine the three on the fringe are laswell, gaz, and yegor. yegors intel dossier says that he’s loyal to nik, but has a habit of challenging his command where he sees fit. i think he’d be a good fit here for somewhat similar reasons to laswell. i’d say price is there, but i imagine he’s busy watching it on a screen whilst he prepares a warm bath and somewhat poorly-made pelmeni, as well as organising interviews for nik.

also, while i’m on the topic, a little more on price:

most promoters have multiple fighters under their command, so it would be unusual that he just works with nik. but i imagine he likes to dedicate all his time to the man, checking the history of every person he’s interviewing with, finding perfect fights for him, ensuring proper medical care. he insists on taking nikolai to get brain scans; he cannot bear the thought of the other man getting hurt because of him. price is a strong man, but (i’m thinking of his whole “no, nik. stay” here) the people he cares about are a great exception to the rule.

the end send tweet or whatever. sorry i’m yapping. love the new art btw <3

Anon I am so sorry that I took this long to answer, I made a little sketch as an apology, hope you'll like it <3

I love your thoughts, it also made me realize that I don't know shit about boxing tbh LMAO. But I love all the reasoning behind his team, Laswell as his trainer would be the coolest thing. She truly would push him in the right direction, stern but truly knowledgeable, and always willing to go grab a drink with him after training.

And Gaz as his cutman is so good. How many times as he patched up cuts on Nik's body ? Too many, probably, but like you said, there's so much trust between them.

And of course I absolutely adore the idea that Price only works with Nikolai. He's attached to him and he knows how good he is, but man would he worry about him. Delicious thoughts <3

[thehigherseekerastro]

No. They are not your twin flame. You are not twin flames. Stop it.

IDC what tarot readers have told you... you do not have a twin flame, and your crush is definitely not your twin flame.

Your separation is not the "twin flame journey", it's the "you couldn't make it work like adults" journey.

"Oh, but our synastry-" Still not your twin flame.

And you wanna know why?

BECAUSE TWIN FLAMES ARE EXTREMELY RARE!!! And I mean EXTREMELY.

If everybody under the sun with an internet connection had a twin flame, that would be a very low number of souls on the planet.

Wake up.

Twin flame is just a term that got tossed around on the esoteric internet to hook you into tarot readings and other bogus relationship pseudo-spirituality.

And now every girl with a TikTok account thinks her toxic ex is her twin flame and they must be on this complex spiritual journey and that is why he cheated on her 17 times before they get married and have 5 children together.

🙄

Now, I don't mean to say that tarot readings are the problem. They're not. Get you a PERSONAL reading for your energy alone, first and foremost.

But also realize that spiritual connections don't exclusively mean twin flames. They might not even mean soulmates.

Sometimes you are meant to fall in love with this person FOR THE FIRST TIME in this lifetime. That's also a spiritual connection.

Planet Earth is not The Sims. You are not here to play pretend and have fun and kiki with a boyfriend just for the cutesy of it. You are meant to evolve spiritually INDIVIDUALLY. A partner is just a travel companion working on their own growth, who you might make an agreement to help each other out with. Your relationships (romantic and others) are designed for your spiritual growth and they have a purpose.

So are 'twin flames' and soulmates different? 🔥

Yes. Absolutely. And it's not easy to brush up on a soulmate, even though you have MULTIPLE soulmates, not just the one person. So let alone a twin flame.

A soulmate is another soul with whom you share an affinity and you've made a pact to aid the other in their learnings in this lifetime. Sometimes through challenges, sometimes through healing and pleasures. But it's a joint effort between different souls that are fond of each other.

A twin flame on the other hand would be the exact same soul split into two. That's an anomaly. It's very, very, very, very rare. Because there's just too many souls for everybody to be out here with only half their soul.

Long story short...

Sorry to burst the bubble.

I know you might want to feel special and spiritually connected. I know you might want to feel like your relationship was something special and make it matter. But it's just simply 9/9 times not that deep.

You might for real be soulmates. That's more likely. Not twin flames.

But even if you are, there's upwards of 20 soulmates you might come into this life with. Which means that maybe even that one relationship you felt was the one of ones, might just be just that... one of many 'the ones'.

And you might come into this life with no soulmate at all to begin with.

Which doesn't mean you are not meant to find a great love. It just means that you're meeting that person for the first time as lovers, and you need to develop that new connection, and it could be equally beautiful.

Soulmates might not even reincarnate in the same lifetime. So you know... Just live your life, man. And enjoy all the beautiful things life presents to you when it does.