#would be SHOCKED if this doesn't get a physical release. if you can't go to a theater get it and watch it SOMEWHERE.

[thiinka]

Just saw Look Back in the theater. It's a perfect manga to film adaptation: integrity to both mediums, an actual reason to be adapted, and intentional and loving filmmaking as a celebration of human collaboration are all here. The music, voice acting, visual composition, backgrounds, and animation are amazing.

Even if you've already read the original, please, if you can, go see this. It's incredible.

[bigification]

Step Daddy

"You really need to get over your stepdad man." My friend tells me, concerned.

"Look, I'll try this one last thing and if it doesn't work then I'll give it up." I respond. "Did you bring the sunglasses?"

"Yes, but just remember he's like 25 years older than you. He's probably not going to be into you, even after this." He says as he hands me a pair of old pilot shades.

I told him I could let it go, but I can't. I'm just putting all my eggs into this basket, the sunglasses. Apparently they're supposed to transform someone who wears them mentally and physically to match my type. He already is my type, but I guess I wouldn't mind him bulking up a bit and growing some hair. It would be sexy if he got more charming, but he's already charming as it is. I guess there's only one way to find out.

I wait on the living room couch watching tv. He always gets home from work at the same time, so I know he'll be here any minute. I sit and stare at my reflection in the glasses. Am I really ready to change this man's life so drastically. My friend said no one else would take notice of the change, so it'll be like nothing happened. As I'm thinking over it, I hear the roar of his engine from the driveway. I try to calm down, but I can feel my body vibrate from the nerves. The door flies open.

"Hey buddy, hows it goin?" He asks me with his hot southern accent.

"Not bad. By the way, I found these sunglasses lying around, and assumed they were yours." I try to play it cool as I lie to his face.

"Oh, thanks. But these aren't mine." He responds.

"Well you might as well keep em, they don't fit me anyway." I try to convince him to take them without seeming too pushy.

"Well alright, thanks kid." He swipes the glasses and throws them on.

That was easier than I thought. As soon as he put them on, he stopped moving. His jaw slacked as if there was not a thought running through his mind. It started slow, his button up started to look a little bit tighter. His once flat chest started to push against his shirt and the shape of a belly started to show. Then it started to speed up. His chest started to pulse, growing in size with each one. They grew until the button on his collar popped off, then another button popped, then another and another. His juicy pecs flopped down after being released from his shirt. His stomach was next. His midsection widened and his stomach grew into a respectable beer belly, straining against his shirt. It wasn't long before more buttons began to pop, until his shirt was completely open. His arms also looked like they doubled in size, filling out his sleeves with thick muscles.

Next his legs start to look like they're gonna burst out of his dress pants. I can hear the rips ripple through his pants as his thighs grow inside of them. His ass fills out all the space in his pants and proceeds to rip open his fly and snap his belt in half. I can tell his underwear is barely staying in one piece as a large bulge formed in between his legs.

Finally his face begins to change. His once skinny face fills out with fat, giving him a rounder look. I can see that hair is falling out of his hat until he is left completely bald under there. Though in return his clean shaven face grows a bushy beard. But the hair doesn't stop there. It continues down his chest and to his belly, and presumably the rest of his body. He finally regains control of his body. He sighs as he stretched out his arms and cracks his knuckles before looking right at me.

"Come here, son." He says in a deep buttery voice.

A shock travels through my spine as I think he might know what I've done to him.

"What'd I say boy!" He raises his voice.

I jump a bit before I walk closer to him. I realize how imposing he is up close. He must have gotten taller because he seems well over six feet tall now, and at least 250 pounds.

"Daddy had a stressful day, why don't you help him release some tension." He says as he pushes me to my knees.

I blush, this is everything I wanted from this, it just happened so much faster than I thought.

"Don't be shy, boy. This will be our little secret." He says as he pulls his underwear down.

[chifuyudck]

the brothers being caught jerking off content is sooo good, would you be down for writing a reverse where MC gets caught jerking off thinking of the brothers? (and the dateables!)

the brothers + dateables (minus luke) reaction to walking in on MC touching themself.

the brothers + dateables x gn!reader

summary: caption guys.

warnings: embarrassment, masturbating, stuttering, cocks, eating out, fingering.

a/n: guys school started so i didn't really write a lot and my laptop crashed a few mins ago while i was almost done with writing and it didn't autosave, i'm so thankful for all the love on my other posts. i tried to keep this as genderneutral as possible. requests are still open!! --------------------------------- LUCIFER

he knocks on your bedroom door but doesn't give you enough time to fix your pants.

you stare at each other for a bit until he clears his throat and looks away so you can fasten your pants again.

while waiting for you to fix yourself a tent is forming in his pants, thinking back on the way you laid splayed out, hair stuck on your forehead, cheeks rosy colored, making his clothed cock twitch.

might as well call you to his office later to talk about it, maybe add some physical touch too, since his cock won't stop bulging in his pants at just the thought of you.

MAMMON

knocking? what's that?

when he catches you in the act, hand still on your private part, he needs some time to realise what just happened.

shakes his head in disbelief, thought you were a saint who would never do this, will not stop thinking about it when he's alone in his room.

secretly hopes you're busy with yourself again, every time he enters your room, so he can ask if he can join you, since he regrets he didn't ask it the first time.

LEVIATHAN

doesn't knock either, and just storms into your room.

he doesn't even realize what you were doing until he sees how red your face is, the way your eyes are glossy from embarrassment, your pants still open, and your intimate part still visible.

literally just runs away and stays in his room the whole day, doesn't go to dinner either, just because he's embarrassed to see you.

all that time alone with his own thoughts about you has his dick going hard, he might as well be fisting his cock the whole day while thinking about you, alone in his room.

SATAN

normally does knock, but of course, the one time he doesn't, this happens.

''oh... how unfortunate.'' 🧍‍♂️, he says that while he knows he loves it, sees how embarrassed you are so he just leaves you alone.

when he tries to read his books, he catches himself re-reading the same sentence four times now. he just can't stop thinking about you.

will definitely make remarks, and tease you but more in an indirect way, so it stays between you two.

ASMODEUS

of course he won't knock, why would he? what do you have to hide from him anyways?

''you were doing this, without me?'' he pouts as he comes closer, closing the door behind him.

if you allow him, he'll show you how good he is with his hands, fingers softly stroking and teasing.

if you don't he'll just watch you masturbate, since you look so cute when you do so.

BEELZEBUB

ended up in your room after following the amazing scent he had been smelling.

is a bit shocked when he realizes where it's coming from.

''can i try it out?'' he asks you with puppy eyes, he was so excited to feel it in his mouth after he's been so eager to find this scent of your arousal.

is unsurprisingly good with his mouth, tongue lapping around, swirling, sucking and he won't stop. it's like endless plates of food for him, it isn't until you have to beg him to stop, that he stops.

BELPHEGOR

suddenly he's wide awake when he sees what's going on.

loves the view, stands with arms crossed in the doorstep as he licks his lips, tells you to keep going, no matter how embarrassed you are, and doesn't even understand what you're so embarrassed of since you look so damn good.

his pants start pressing up against his crotch, so he'll have to release his hard cock now.

whenever mammon brags about how he's your first man, he'll definitely ask him if he ever saw your private part too, now he has something to be first in with you too.

DIAVOLO

stands there for a bit, not sure of what he's supposed to do.

when he sees how embarrassed you are he leaves.

but comes back in your room fully naked, now you won't have to feel embarrassed anymore, right?

wrong. you feel even more embarrassed, this will now forever remain as a core memory.

BARBATOS

knocks, definitely knocks.

the way your appearance looks messier than usual doesn't go unnoticed by him, and he quickly connects the dots and realizes what you've been doing.

he smiles softly, happy that you're feeling comfortable enough to do so.

will add a light aphrodisiac in your tea, so you can continue where you started off when he leaves.

SIMEON

''oh, mc! i'm so sorry!'' he says as sweat buds appear on his forehead, he's in so much distress and embarrassed about what happened.

after you calmed him down and told him it's alright he still doesn't leave. ''you can continue, i don't want to be a burden.''

you awkwardly continue masturbating after he's been so eager for you to do so.

will chant your name and cheer you on when you climax.

SOLOMON

there's no way you didn't do this on purpose. that's what he thinks even though he is the one that walked in on you.

he tells you how cute you look when you masturbate, and doesn't even care that you're super embarrassed.

a bulge starts forming in his pants and he swiftly releases his cock with a soft groan.

''mc, wanna help each other out here?'' he asks with a big grin.

[gemsofthegalaxy]

On Arcane and Dialogue - The Prison Cell Scene

one of the criticisms I've seen crop up in a few ways is that there should have been more talking in Arcane. More characters should have had conversations that touched on past issues, reconciled more directly, explanations should have been given for character's actions presumably by way of some type of exposition.

I don't... really agree with that for the most part.

Now, talking is great. I actually adore dialogue. As a fic writer it's one of my biggest strengths. But that's one of the funny things of the interplay between canon and transformative fiction- the less characters' say directly in canon, the more space I have to figure out "what would make them finally pony up and say this, though?". What situations can I put them in to speak their mind, or how else can they say this in a way that's not really saying it.

Obviously, that's not everyone's relationship to media and stories. So, I don't begrudge people wanting more dialogue or clearer explanations in general. I just don't think Arcane was ever a show that was going to prioritize speaking when showing felt like it would be enough to them.

To explore this a bit further, I'm looking at the scene where Vi and Caitlyn meet in the jail cell. I was shocked for a few seconds when I first watched it. That was really all they said, and then they were jumping each other's bones?

And then I watched it again.

It begins with Vi asking Caitlyn to say "I told you so" because she's still in the mindset that Caitlyn is working against her, does not agree with her, does not align with her values or trust her, or trust Jinx. Vi beats herself up about "choosing the wrong person", because she thinks that having gone against Caitlyn to free Jinx (and having Jinx run away from her) means she's already lost Cait again.

Side note- for the majority of this show past S1E3, Jinx has pit herself against Caitlyn by acting like Vi had to pick one of them because she was threatened by Cait at first, and then because y'know, she murdered Cait's mother. She thinks it's impossible for both her and Caitlyn to be in Vi's life at the same time. Vi, as evidenced by her saying she "chose wrong" seems to believe this, too.

Vi fully thinks she's lost both Cait and Jinx.

Caitlyn doesn't say "No, that's not true, you still have me." she could! she could have said that. But... Caitlyn is a very action oriented person, and so is Vi. Vi is incredibly protective and she does everything for other people. We see what she's like she doesn't have someone to fight for or with, or someone to search for; she's depressed, overdrinking, fighting in the pit in an aimless way because she doesn't have anything to orient herself. Is this healthy? Nah. but it's who Vi is.

Caitlyn, instead of saying "You have me", reveals that not only does Vi still have her, but, she orchestrated Vi's whole ability to get in and release Jinx by diverting the guards to the Hexgate. She's also revealing how well she knows Vi, and flirts with her by saying she's "predictable", to exhibit this.

in this moment, Vi's whole understanding of her situation shifts cataclysmically. Not only does she still have Caitlyn on her side, Caitlyn has decided that she can be in Vi's life at the same time as Jinx. Vi, the person who can't conceive of her life if she doesn't have someone to protect and do things for, had someone do something monumental for her. Caitlyn knows her, Caitlyn loves her, is willing to bend the law for her benefit, to put aside her hatred of Jinx and whatever complicated emotions she has for the woman who kidnapped her and killed her mother, to allow Jinx to walk free solely for Vi's benefit and literally no other reason.

that is why Vi is so overcome with emotion. So much so she doesn't want to waste time talking, she can only show her love and gratitude physically. She's had a rough go of it, lately, with only a few bright spots with Jinx and Vander and previously Caitlyn herself to really speak of. Has she really ever had someone stick their neck out like that for her?

Respectfully, I don't think this scene needs more talking. Vi's always been a punch first ask questions later (or while punching) person, she's always been oriented towards actions and not words. I think it totally adds up that Caitlyn's rather large gesture is accepted as is, what's an "i'm sorry" in the face of allowing her criminal sister to walk free just because Vi wants her to?

I think the minimal dialogue here is good, that that much can be revealed in a few simple lines because of the build up these characters have is actually a great feat of writing.

[writerswall26]

My Sweet Cairo (Part 6)

Synopsis: The Ravens' Soccer team Captain fell in love for Cairo Sweet

Warning: Slight cursing, Student-Teacher relations, Anger rage. Other than that, none that I know of (but feel free to correct me)

Words: 2.4k

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A/N: So there's this complaint about why R helped Mr. Miller. I want to explain that it's not about helping him per say, it's about the what could've been scenario in R's mind. As was stated a few parts ago, it's personal. Also, I was listening to Blindside the entire time I'm writing this. I think this is Cairo's song, or their song. Happy Reading!

After the whole ordeal between Cairo and Mr. Miller, the school did release an announcement regarding the issue, telling everyone that the charges against Mr. Miller was dropped and untrue. They also informed the students and teachers about the inappropriate relations between them and that it is not acceptable and highly discouraged to engage in such relations.

So far, students hasn't said anything about Mr. Miller, just that they were saying how fucked up it must be for Cairo to be doing what she did to Mr. Miller. Poor man, she heard them say.

"How are you holding up?" Winnie asked when she saw Y/N sitting alone in Mr. Miller's classroom.

The taller girl turned to Winnie with a small smile. "I don't know. I guess I’m relieved that I made something possible."

Winnie sighed, holding a hand on Y/N's shoulder. "It was brave, you know, what you did. I heard you laid it out there, what happened to your dad."

Y/N gave out a pained smile. "It's the only way I know they would listen. Also the first time I've talked about it since it happened."

Winnie gave her a comforting smile as she patted her shoulder. Then they heard Y/N's phone ringing, Cairo's name popping out. Y/N stared at it for a while before flipping her phone over as she sighed.

"Has she tried to contact you?" Y/N asked Winnie who nodded.

"A couple of times."

"Did you talk to her?"

Winnie shook her head. "Don't have the guts to after what she did. Maybe in time, but not now."

Y/N understood her. Winnie's been with Cairo for what seemed like forever. They were inseparable. They were best friends and yet, Cairo still managed to do this to her. It was sad to see a beautiful friendship turn into dust just because of vengeance.

"Will you talk to her?" Winnie asked her.

She was quiet for a brief moment before shaking her head no. "I don't know if I can. Every time I see her, what happened to my dad keeps popping in my head. I don't want to remember it anymore."

"I understand." Winnie said, nodding. "But you can't run away from her forever. She's quite a persistent girl, if you hadn't noticed. She'll do everything in her power to get you to talk to her."

Y/N pursed her lips. "Did you know Mr. Miller was in love with her?" She asked, turning to Winnie who looked shocked. "I'm sure as hell she felt the same. That's why she acted that way, she knows what he felt but didn't pursue it."

"Y/N," Winnie called out but before she could continue, the bell rang so Y/N gave her a smile as she put her duffel bag on her shoulder.

"I'll see you around, Winnie." She bid the other girl goodbye before she walked out of the classroom and into her physics class.

Y/N was hanging out at home when she heard their doorbell ring. She was not expecting anyone at all. But she thought maybe Jasmine is here because she's board again. So when she opened their front door, she was shocked to see Cairo there, looking lost. Y/N's face immediately darken as soon as she saw Cairo.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, a bit harshly if she was asked but she doesn't care.

Cairo gave out a small smile, shaking her head. "I don't know."

"Go home, Cairo." Y/N said and was about to go back inside when she felt small hands holding her wrist, stopping her to move.

Y/N looked at their hands to which Cairo immediately pulled back. "Please, let me talk." Cairo said, her eyes misty with tears.

Y/N sighed as she walked back and closed the door behind her again. She looked at Cairo with a bored look as she stood in front of the shorter girl.

"What do you want?" Y/N finally asked, staring down at Cairo who fidgeted for a while before she took a deep breath and looked at Y/N's eyes.

"I want to say I'm sorry." She started but Y/N shook her head.

"No." Y/N told her coldly.

"Please." Cairo cried, her voice breaking and for some reason, it broke Y/N's heart into pieces to see Cairo this way.

"I know what I did was messed up. I know I hurt you, and Winnie, and Mr. Miller. I've been holed up at home, thinking of what I did. I— I messed up. And I'm really really sorry." Cairo's voice breaks, then turns to a whisper.

But Y/N cannot seem to hear what she was saying, it's like her brain doesn't want to listen, to process what Cairo was saying.

"You're selfish, Cairo. You only think about yourself, with no remorse, you do what you do to get what you want. You use people around you who genuinely care and love you. And then for what? For your own pleasure?"

Cairo just hung her head while Y/N berated her. This is the first time in her entire selfish life that she felt ashamed, she felt disgusted by herself. Y/N has a way with words that just stuck.

"And you know what hurts the most?" Y/N asked, her voice broke which got Cairo lifting her head to see the tears streaming down Y/N's eyes. And it broke her. "I really thought you liked me. I thought what you felt for me was real. And it fucking hurts to know that it's all part of you fucked up plan."

"But I did, Y/N, I do. I like you, so much."

Y/N scoffed. "Oh, do you?" She asked sarcastically.

"I do. And with all the lies and schemes that I had, you're the only thing I was sure of, what I feel for you. I like you." Cairo was never the one to express her feelings but if this was the last time she would see Y/N, then she's willing to lay it all there. "I think I'm even in love with you."

Y/N scoffed, wiping the tears in her eyes. "And why would I believe you? After all you've done, why would I?"

Cairo walked towards her, wanting just a bit of closeness from Y/N. "Because you're the realest thing that's ever happened to me."

Y/N shook her head, stepping back as she leaned on the closed door behind her.

"You don't get to do this. You can't just ruin people's lives and expect them to believe you!"

"I don't expect you to believe me, I just want you to listen, I just want you to know what I feel." Cairo said, walking closer to Y/N.

"Leave, now." Y/N spoke, turning away from Cairo.

The shorter girl watched Y/N breathing heavily. She felt she was hurting Y/N the longer she stayed. So she nodded even though Y/N couldn't see her. And with one final attempt, she walked closer to Y/N, tiptoed and gave Y/N one final kiss on the cheek before she walked out of the taller girl's life once and for all.

"I love you." Cairo whispered, and then she was gone.

Y/N watched Cairo go, losing her faster than she had her.

Cairo and Y/N's paths did not meet even when they're in the same English class. Cairo was suspended for 2 weeks after the whole ordeal and it was then that the school introduced a substitute teacher in Mr. Miller's absence. The teacher was great, she was as into literature as Mr. Miller but she was not as good as Mr. Miller was.

Winnie and Y/N stuck together the entire time. They would meet each other for lunch, go grab breakfast together, wait for each other after class, and walk home together as well. Y/N doesn't know how or why, but she assumed it was because of their shared trauma and the betrayal they both got from Cairo.

"She's coming back tomorrow. Are you ready to face her?" Winnie asked while they were on their way home.

Y/N pursed her lips as she shrugged. Honestly, the thought of seeing Cairo again made her feel nothing. There was just nothing.

"I actually don't know."

Winnie nodded and there was silence again until Y/N spoke.

"Have you talked to her lately?" Winnie asked.

Y/N shook her head. "She's been texting and calling but I haven't responded to any of it. Although, she said something to me a couple of weeks ago. I don't know what to make of it."

"What?"

"She told me she loves me."

Winnie stopped on her track for a moment, looking at Y/N with wide eyes.

"That's... a shocker." Winnie said, going back to her senses as she continued to walk with Y/N.

"Tell me about it."

"Who would've thought that you, Y/N Y/L/N, would be the one to melt that vengeful and cold heart of Cairo Sweet." Winnie said, shocked and amazed.

"I don't even know if she was telling the truth." Y/N said truthfully.

"One thing I know about Cairo, is that she's never let those words leave her mouth. Not to her parents, not even to Mr. Miller. So you should wear that like a fucking medal." Winnie said, giving her a soft slap on the arm.

"Shut up." Y/N chuckled, rolling her eyes.

"Let me see that medal." Winnie told her, pulling her body to see the invisible medal she was supposedly wearing.

"Get away from me, you creep." Y/N joked as she turned her body away.

Winnie kept messing with her until she spoke.

"Are you gonna go to work tonight?" Y/N asked, turning to Winnie who gave her a confused look.

"Why?"

"Would you like to have dinner with me and my mum before you go to work? She's home right now, no hospital duty."

Winnie gave her a teasing smile. "You want to introduce me to your momma?"

Y/N rolled her eyes before she chuckled. "I'm being a good friend here, at least appreciate that."

Winnie laughed. "Alright, superstar. Lead the way."

Y/N rolled her eyes. "It's like you don't know where it is."

"Shut up!" Winnie laughed, pushing Y/N who was laughing as well.

The duo kept teasing and pushing each other until they were on Y/N's door.

"Mum, I brought a friend with me." Y/N called out as she led Winnie inside their house and into the living room where Y/M/N's fixing the table.

"Is it Jasmine?" Y/M/N asked but was a bit shocked when she saw Winnie. "Oh, it's not Jasmine."

Y/N chuckled as she walked to her mum and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "This is Winnie, she's a friend from English class."

Y/M/N nodded before she turned to Winnie and gave her a warm hug. "Welcome Winnie. It's very nice to meet you, I'm Y/M/N."

Winnie smiled widely. "Pretty nice to meet you too, Mrs. Y/L/N."

Y/M/N waved a hand. "Y/M/N is fine, darling. Come sit and let's eat."

"I've seen you before, haven't I?" Y/M/N asked Winnie when they finally started eating.

The duo looked at each other with questioning looks before turning to the older woman.

"Oh, I remember!" Y/M/N clapped her hand, pointing at Winnie with a wide smile. "You were friends with that girl who Y/N kissed at the championship game!"

That was awkward!

The duo let out an awkward laugh as they kept kicking each other under the table.

"I uhm... I was indeed there with the girl Y/N kissed, yeah." Winnie answered awkwardly.

Y/M/N noticed the weird atmosphere so she dropped the subject, but not before she asked some questions.

"Were they together?" Y/M/N asked, causing the two to look at each other once more.

"For a hot minute, yeah." Winnie's gonna take one for the team here since she knows Y/N is still not ready to talk about Cairo.

"What happened?" Y/M/N asked again.

"Mum." Y/N wanted the topic to end but her mother shot her a look that shut her up.

"Well, uhm... it really was complicated and I don't want to be the one to say something about it. I'm sorry, Y/M/N."

The older woman nodded before she turned to Y/N with a knowing look. "Speak or you shall not eat a single drop of food from my fridge."

That is a threat. That is a scary threat and Y/N is not about to contest that.

Winnie watched the mother-daughter with amusement.

Y/N sighed. "We dated, for a bit. And then something happened and we broke up."

Y/M/N squinted her eyes, piecing two and two together. "Is it because of what happened with your English teacher? What's his name? Mr. Miller?"

"Mum." Y/N tried but she could see that her mother's not stopping until she knows something. "Yes, it had something to do with what happened to Mr. Miller."

"Is it similar to what happened to your father?" Y/M/N asked, a shake was heard in her voice.

"Let's stop talking about this, yeah? Let's just eat." Y/N said, holding her mother's hand as she smiled at the older woman.

Y/M/N stared at her daughter for a while, pain written in her eyes, but this time, not because of her late husband but because of her daughter. She felt so bad for her daughter, she felt pain knowing that her girlfriend hurt her this bad.

"Let's eat then." Y/M/N said, turning to Winnie who was giving her a sweet comforting smile. "Enjoy the food, Winnie."

Winnie smiled and nodded before they continued eating. The awkward atmosphere was soon replaced with laughter and teasing from the two kids. Y/M/N just watched them, even joining from time to time to tease her daughter. After dinner, Winnie bid them goodbye to go to her work.

"Thank you for the dinner, Y/M/N. Everything was so delicious." Winnie said from the living room while fixing her things.

"Come by anytime, sweetheart. It was lovely having you here."

"Good night." Winnie said before she was out with Y/N on the porch.

"Careful on your way to work." Y/N told Winnie and gave her a hug.

"Thank you for the wonderful dinner, your mom's wonderful." Winnie said before she went to her work.

[leah-lover]

I need you. Jill roord × reader.

Smut 18+

Jill misses reader after she did her ACL.

My life has been hectic ever since Jill did her Acl. Our games have been hard and critical for our shot at the title so losing concentration wasn't an option. O. The other hand, my relationship with Jill was going through its toughest phase yet.

Dealing with the shock of her diagnosis, her surgery, her physical And emotional pain had stretched the both of us too thin. We were tired.

Jill was hurt because of her knee, she was hurt because of the strain in the relationship but she couldn't say anything. She wanted to feel loved and appreciated during her current status. She couldn't say anything though, she was afraid all the responsibility would drive me away. As a result, she started to close up on herself.

I noticed the change in her state after it came home from training.

“ Hello darling, I missed you.” I said as I tossed my keys and bags and went towards the couch where she was sitting.

“ Hey, is your knee okay? What's wrong, talk to me honey?” I added as I massaged over her brace.

“ No I am okay, love. My knee is fine.” She answered with a half smile.

“ Darling I know you just please tell me it's your knee again I can get you something for it” I said before she cut me off.

“ It's not about my fucking knee. This knee has stopped my life. I miss you I just fucking my iss you soo much.” She said,

My hand immediately traveled to cup her face. “Honey you could have just said so I miss you too.” I replied before leaning over to give her a peck which she turned into a messy kiss.

“ If I had known I would have sorted this problem a long time ago.” I joked.

“ Don't be an ass and come back here. My knee doesn't change anything. I am still in charge.” she said.

We continued to kiss before things got more heated. “ It's okay, just get on top of me “ she demanded.

I was worried about her knee. But I needed to be closer to her.

I got on top of her, and unconsciously started grinding on her thigh.

“ That is a good girl. Keep going, my love.” she said with the raspiest voice.

While I was grinding, she was kissing my neck and massaging my sides and my chest.

“ Baby, I.. I think I am gonna come .“ I whispered into her ear.

“This soon baby. Hold it for me.” She replied.

I kept on grinding on her thigh.

“ Jill please I can't anymore.” I pleaded.

“Okay love, come for me.” She replied, while running her hand up and down my sides. After that the lounded sound managed to creep out of my mouth as I released a month's tension and collapsed into Jill’s arms.

“ That's a very good girl.” she said, calming me down by running her hands on my back.

“ Baby you are dripping. Let me return the favor.” I demanded.

Without asking for permission I slowly lowered her on the couch, took off her shorts and positioned myself between her thighs.

Arousal was running through her thighs. It only took my tongue quick contact with her core for the nastiest moan to escape her lips.

While being careful, I continuously rubbed circles on her core, and she kept getting angstier by the second.

“Baby please I need more.” She pleaded.

With that I pushed two fingers inside her.

Which seems to do the job as she lost control rapidly.

“Babe I need to come please don't make me wait” she pleaded, her breath getting quicker.

My pace then grew faster, which helped her come.

After she came I cleaned her up with my mouth and laid on her chest.

“Next time just tell me you need me okay.” I said.

“ I love you so much.” She added before falling asleep.

[binvhs]

# sub!han, dom!reader, reader is taller than han, piv, unprotected sex, toxic masculinity kinda

han who thinks he would like to be the one always in control, to feel bigger – both physically and mentally in a relationship. perhaps it was the societal expectations, that urged him to automatically think of himself as the one in charge everytime.

but oh boy,,, did he start questioning it when he met you. with your tall figure and your charming personality that swept him off of his feet. he felt weird, he felt so weird when you stood beside him and it made him feel so small, so timid. he would feel flustered at first, almost ashamed.

and that feeling worsened. it worsened when he realized it turned him on. to have to look up to talk to you, to have to rely on you sometimes to get things from the top shelves.

it gets even worse when you wore heels during that one party, it added much more to your already tall frame. but even so you carried yourself with much confidence, standing straight, heels clinking onto the floor when you made past the people to greet han.

han had stared up at you with big doe eyes, a slight blush covering his cheeks when he realized he was face to face with your tits. the dress you wore already gave him a delicious view. he felt pathetic when he feels himself get rock hard again.

of course it doesn't end there. his feelings only intensify when you two start dating. knowing he has to slightly lift himself up just to kiss you, or maybe you'd lean down, hands caressing his soft and round cheeks. it felt wrong, why does he want to get so pampered by you? so, han shoved away those feelings to the back of his head.

during your first time together, han decides to show you, who's actually in charge. as your lips molded with his, kissing his breath away, he pushes you onto the bed. his smaller frame hovers over you, kisses trailing down from your jaw to your neck. you groan, hands curled up in his wavy hair. han feels himself harden at the sound.

his hands come up to pin yours down to the bed but the next second makes him gasp. eyes blown wide, he stares at you, who's now above him. you had just flipped him over, like it was nothing.

you grin devilishly at his shocked expression and han blushes hard. his cock was straining against his pajamas as you take the lead.

"my pretty boy, hm?" you say to him, moving down to lower his sweatpants and boxers at once. han whines at your tone, eyes clenched shut. he felt so weak, especially under your gaze as you stare down at him, licking your lips like he's your prey.

"h-hurts." han says in a small voice, feeling your hand wrap around his girth.

"s' sensitive, aren’t you?" you coo at him. "don't worry, bub. i'll take care of you." you say, pushing your panties to the side and sitting yourself down on him. han moans out loudly at your wetness sucking him in till he was buried deep inside you, tip hitting your cervix.

you make a move to take off the top of his pajamas, leaning down to lick over his fresh tattoos. your hips move up and drop down, your mouth sucks onto the skin around the ink on his chest.

"i- p-please-" he whines when you take his nipple into his mouth and hum.

"what is it, baby?" you ask, taking his other nipple in your mouth.

"f-faster, p-please– oh my– p-please s' tight." he whimpers out and you grin, sitting up properly.

"of course, baby." han's breath hitches when you start bouncing up and down, your hands come up to pin his wrists to the bed, restricting him of any action.

he feels so small, fully naked under you while you were fully dressed, restraining him. tears leave his eyes, feeling all too overwhelmed at this new feeling.

"c-close– need– need to cum–" he says and you go faster. when he feels your hand come down to cup his balls, he just can't take it anymore. han bucks his hips into you, releasing a strangled moan as he fills you up with his seed. his head feels all dizzy. he closes his eyes trying to come down from his high.

han hears you tsk as you remove yourself from him. he blinks up at you, cheeks fully flushed, wide innocent eyes looking at you.

"made me do all the work and yet you're the one who's tired?" you roll your eyes and han feels himself getting hard again at your belittling tone.

han has never felt so small, and oddly, never so turned on.

(💭) are all three of my works han? yes. will my next work also be han? absolutely yes.

© binvhs . do not copy, translate or repost my works.

[admirationandromantics]

Here we go again

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

This is the third part of my "Here we go again"-series. Again, as a reminder, this was written a long time ago, and I haven't looked it quite over yet. This part is sadly also shorter than the others...

This is also a mean bully!Ellie x reader, so if you're not into that, you're free to skip. (The whole series is this as well as 18+)

Thank you for reading <3

As I'm collecting myself, I can't help but keep sitting on the floor, my back against the wall and unable to stand. My head lifts and I stare at the ceiling. I breathe. In and out. Air in for four seconds, hold seven, out eight. I fail to hold my breath the first two times, but keep going until I find a rhythm. When i close my eyes, i can still feel pressure on my lips, hands over my body. When will I have the will to end it?

New day, new possibilities. My headache had faded after taking a couple of pills, and I managed to take the bus to the university to get some of my work done in the library. As I walk in the hallway, I hear loud whispers behind me, but right before I turn, a hand grabs my arm, preventing me. I`m met with a familiar face; Abby. Known as the strongest woman in our school, both on the basketball and volleyball teams. She has led them to victories for several years. At the moment, I believe she studies physical therapy, which I think fits her quite well. 

“Hey Abby, did you need anything?” I question, still surprised by her sudden encounter. 

She looks me up and down, but I can sense she’s unwell. Maybe a bit of angst. She doesn't remove her hand, but rather carefully release her grip, letting it slowly fall down my arm. It tickles, but not so much that I move away. For being such a strong and muscular being, she's touching me as if I'm porcelain. 

“I was wondering if you and Ellie had something going on?” she asks, now moving her hand from my arm and behind her neck. I'm silent, shocked by the question before I feel cold where her hand touched me, and I can't help but look down at it, missing the touch. Normally a reaction like this could be blamed on me being touchstarved, but its fucking Abby Anderson. Who wouldn't have butterflies flying around their stomach. My mind wanders to the question she asked. Me and Ellie…

“Umm, no I don't suppose we do”. Technically not a lie, as I had said; it was the LAST time we would do something like that again. And she hated me, though I could imagine she would be infuriated by not being able to do anything she would want with me. However, how would we relieve all the built up tension?

“Is that a no?”

“What”

“You don't want to?”

Damnit, what did she ask?? I try to remember as I go over the last thing she asked me; me and Ellie, me and Ellie, fucking hell.

“I'm so sorry Abby, I completely zoned out. What were you asking?”. I could feel the warmth reaching my cheeks. God. How embarrassing. I'm such a bad person. 

“Well-” she coughs. “If you guys are not a thing, I was wondering if I could take you out?”.

Abby Anderson was asking me out. Omg. My inner high-school-girl screams in my head. 

“Of course, that would be great”. 

She reaches out her arm, and I struggle with the zipper on my pencil case before getting it open and pulling out a pen. I write my number on her arm. Her big, strong arm. Just touching it feels illegal, like I'm messing with something that could only bring trouble. We say our goodbyes, and as I'm walking down the hallway, I spot Ellie with Dina and Jesse. She's staring at me, her eyes digging into mine, darkening. Just from the look, I know she saw everything. I don't feel guilty. She bites her lip, so little that I almost can't see it. I smile smugly, as I walk confidently past her. Dina is the one who runs after me. 

“Girl, what was that?”

“What?” I ask, giving a smile since I know exactly what she’s talking about. She hits me in my arm. 

“You know what I’m talking about”

“You have to say it out loud”

“Abby was talking to you, she never does. What did you talk about?”

“She asked me out”

“Oh lord”

“And I said yes”

“Oh lord”

She gives me a tight hug, jumping a bit. And I assure her that I have more classes and will tell her everything about the encounter when I get home.

[hyunsvngs]

I just had the nastiest fucking thought and I'm gonna need you to turn this into something longer if you can. Give me your opinions. Anything, I don't care.

Ok hear me out. Perv!Jisung. Stepbrother!Jisung.

Pervy step brother Jisung who just wants to be a good boy and would do *anything* y/n asked him to, even if it was to simply brush her hair after her shower because she doesn't want the towel to fall, as far as to lick her dinner plate clean on the floor like hes just some kind of dog for her own sick enjoyment.

Pervy step brother Jisung who knows y/n's nightly masturbation routine like the back of his hand. He definitely sits outside her room or the bathroom - wherever she does it- just so he can whimper right along with her and cum at the same time cuz it makes him feel so connected.

Pervy step brother Jisung who's gotten so desperate for y/n that he doesn't care if she finds his cum still left on the floor or stuck to the outside of her door in the morning cuz he's starting to get jealous that she's not showing him the attention he craves from her

Pervy step brother Jisung who finally snaps and takes her dog joke to the max and starts pissing everywhere he can to show she's his territory. In her dirty clothes basket, a puddle in front of her door, even going as far as sneaking into her room and pissing all over her bed while she's in the shower so she can come back just for her to be shocked by a warm puddle underneath her. Then she has to clean her bed and shower again while he casually walks by her carrying the dirty sheets and blankets, smirking because he smells his own piss surrounding her.

But also pervy step sister y/n who keeps one piss soaked shirt in the dirty basket so she can keep it in her room a couple days to tease him and ask him to come into her room and pick out a perfume for her to wear going out with her friends. and * oh my god* the smell overwhelms him the second he walks in and his eyes get glossy in hope of *anything* happening. Just for y/n to grab the piss soaked shirt out and drop it on the ground and tell him to get on his knees and shove his nose in it like the bad pup he is.

"you think I don't know what you're doing, pup? Being all naughty and dirty towards your step sister? You can't be that desperate, can you? You wouldn't start pissing on my things to get my attention. Are you gonna start whining and crying next? Now be a good pup and pick out a nice perfume for me, yeah? Pick out your favorite"

And right as she releases his face from the clothing, he gets up and walks over to her collection of perfume and thinks for a second. Just to turn around and hand her the single shirt that was just lying on the floor.

Fuck they're so dirty. This is definitely my brain rot for tonight and I DEFINITELY got carried away.

OKAY HI. JUST SO YOU KNOW I READ THIS AT 5AM AFTER I GOT BSCK FROM A NIGHT OUT AND I PHYSICALLY COULDNT BREATHE. I COULDNT BREATHE AND I COULDNT FUNCTION. I NEED THIS SO BAD.

THE PISS? OH FUCKING HELL. NO I WANT TO WRITE THIS AS A ONESHOT SO BAD LMAO.

[denaliwrites]

Beating Like A Kick Drum

Alec Hardy x GN!Reader

Catch & Release Prompt: "Heart"

Summary: Alec's on the hunt for a serial killer with a habit of carving the hearts out of young lovers. The problem is, the killer is on the hunt too.

Soundtrack: Heart Pound by Kadant

Requests: Open!

Warnings: Canon-Typical Heart Problems. Also some violence.

It wasn't like Alec to worry about you when he was on a case. It was impossible for you to fit every victim profile, after all. One or two? Sure, that was reasonable. All of them? Statistically inconceivable. For some reason, though, his latest case had him on edge, and every time he looked at you his eyes were so sad -- like he was preparing for the worst. Like he may never see you again.

"Just... be careful," he'd whispered into your ear one night as he'd held you close and made such tender love to you. "Promise me."

You hadn't had the heart to tell him he was killing the mood. But even still, the words "I promise" had managed to slip through your gasping breaths.

--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---

The memory haunts you as cool metal slides effortlessly between your ribs.

The pain of the physical wound -- sharp and searing -- doesn't compare to how your heart breaks at the erratic beat of realizations pounding in your skull.

You didn't tell Alec goodbye this morning.

He's going to find you cold and dead.

He forgot his dinner in the fridge and now he's going to forget to eat.

You're never going to see him again. You're never going to see his smile again or hear him laugh again or feel the way his fingers card through your hair again.

There's a pause in the assault. The blade is deeper in your chest, and maybe if you knew anatomy and didn't have a knife in your chest you'd be able to tell which pieces of you it was marring on its way through the cavity.

You don't need to know anatomy, though, to know when it pierces through your heart. It feels like the final nail in a coffin -- your coffin, to be exact.

Your hands are on your assailant's arms, nails bitten into the skin from when you'd used all your strength to push and pull and beat him off. Nothing had worked and now you have a knife in your heart. Your nails dig in again at the moment of impact, hard enough to draw blood and a hiss.

He tries to pull the blade out, and instinctively your left hand withdraws from his bloodied arm, wrapping around the handle as tightly as you can manage. He grunts as he yanks it back, but you hold on, keeping it firmly settled in your chest.

He's going to kill you. You're not an idiot, and you know it's only a matter of time. But you refuse to let it be easy, and you're not going down without doing everything in your power to survive.

The fight is leaving you quickly, though.

Your heart can't carry on much longer like this, even with the knife still in it. The adrenaline is seeping from your blood and shock is settling in.

And once it does, you'll die.

Realizing that, somehow, you have a death grip on the knife and he's not getting it back, your assailant pulls back. Probably to grab another one from your kitchen.

You're too faded to hear the front door slamming open or to see lights flooding the flat.

--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---

You startle awake.

The first thing you see is a tiled ceiling. Decidedly not your ceiling, you realize. Not Alec's, either. Do you know anyone with a tiled ceiling? Maybe the police station? But you're definitely in a bed, and why would the police station have a bed?

Turning your head is a feat fraught with pain and dizziness, but you somehow manage. To one side, a cluster of cabinets, a small loveseat, a TV mounted to the wall, and a window. To the other, some machines, a shut door to the left, and an open door to the right leading out into a hallway. It's when you see a nurse pass by that you realize hospitals have beds and tiled ceilings.

It's also then that you remember the events that probably led to you being in a hospital, though you're not sure how you're here and not dead. You must've been unconscious for that bit.

A few moments later the door to your side opens, and out steps Alec. He paces across the room, newspaper in his hands and his eyes scanning the page he's on. He reaches the loveseat and sits down, reads a bit more.

Finally, he glances up, and his eyes meet yours.

Wordlessly and without hesitation he surges forward. His hands cradle your face and pull you into a kiss that leaves you breathless and wanting.

"Darlin'," he whimpers into your lips, and your heart breaks all over again at the devastation and joy in his voice.

"Alec," you sigh quietly, pulling out of his grip just to nuzzle into his throat.

"You had me so worried," he says into your hair, and all you can do is weakly nod. "Everything was so touch an' go fer a bit." His hands come up to cradle you again, and you can feel in his touch that he's desperate to never let you go again.

"It's okay," you tell him, nuzzling closer. "I'll be okay."

"I know."

[onlyrains]

Hello, I had a request about murayama❤🥳 an elegant and kind girl is appointed to the oya high school as the school nurse. Murayama realizes that he has fallen in love with this girl Also, how would the people in oya high treat this girl?

a/n: hi! i'm so sorry it takes so long for me to make it :( i decided to make a narration fic instead of hcs! it's longer than usual but i hope you like it <3 @c2e2r2n

A Beautiful Nightmare

— pairing: murayama x f. reader

— t/w: harsh word

murayama had always been known as the tough and fearless leader of oya kou, surrounded by delinquent men everyday. his thoughts revolved solely around oya kou, and oya kou only. so when he saw a well-dressed young woman entering his territory he almost shocked to death. little did he know that his world was about to take a fascinating turn.

not only did she enter, but she also made the part-time student clean the infirmary room for her without his permission.

“what is this?" he exclaimed, sounding like a squashed rat as he tugged one of his underlings by the collar. he was surely confused and curious about the mastermind behind all this, but somehow, he lost his guts to approach her.

“we’re helping her to clean the room,” the underling replied, stuttering.

“who told you to?”

he shook his head. “no one. we offered ourselves.”

murayama clicked his tongue as he released the tug, then walked the other way, leaving his underling in confusion.

“what is going on? who is she?” he whines as he entering the classroom with furuya and seki inside.

“huh?” furuya sit next to him. “they aren't joking about the nurse?”

murayama grunts, “why am i didn't get any idea about this?”

“have you ask her, murayama-san?” seki asks in a full nervous tone in his voice. murayama looks at him and shook his head. “i can't.”

“why?”

why? he doesn't know either. why can't he approach a girl when he can easily reach daruma ikka by himself?

he didn't say anything for a few seconds, then he swiftly headed back to the infirmary room with furuya and seki by his side. the next thing he knew, a smaller figure stood in front of him, adorned with a white cloak and greeted him with a serene smile.

“are you the leader here? murayama, right?” you asked politely. he hold his breath, your voice was just as mesmerizing as your smile to him until he was stunned and unable answer the question.

“murayama-san?” seki whispered in his ear.

“what's up here? who are you?” he pointed the room behind you.

you bowed a little. “nice to see you, murayama-kun. i'm the new nurse here, starting from today.” his underlings around him cheers and claps happily when you finally officially announce yourself as a part of the school.

“SHUT UP!” furuya shouted and you weren't flinched at all. murayama glanced at your name tag on your right chest then look at your eyes.

“what's going on here?” todoroki appears followed by fujio and tsukasa. they face clearly showing confusedness when they saw you.

you smile again. “hello, i'm the new nurse here. nice to see you.”

“WOOOOOAH?! WE HAVE NURSE NOW?” fujio yelped excitedly. you smile and nod once.

tsukasa, still with furrowed eyebrow, open his mouth. “they hired you?”

you nod again. “yes, the school hired me and you can reach me whenever you need me.”

how funny, murayama chuckles. “you won't have no patients, then.” then he leaves.

days have passed since your arrival and murayama found himself observing you as you took genuine care for his friends, underling, the full-time student. the way you listened to their troubles, and the comfort you offered with your soothing voice. you had an uncanny ability to heal not just their physical wounds but also their emotional scars. air of elegance and a kind heart that shone through you gentle demeanor.

and he knew that he wasn't the one who feel this feeling towards you. the school seemed captivated by your care and grace as well and that's a fair thing.

and today he finally admits to himself that he fully drawn to your presence. it was as if your gentle nature called to a part of him that he had long kept hidden. the tough facade he had always worn suddenly felt inadequate in your presence, and he yearned to unravel the mystery behind your serene smile.

“are you okay?” a soft voice pulled himself back to consciousness. he turned his head spontaneously and found your face inches away from his as you leaned to his side.

he hold his breath while his shock gaze meet yours. “murayama-kun?”

he blinks repeatedly and almost smacked his own cheek for being off guard if you didn't hold his fist.

“aren't you busy?” he asks, try to keep it cool.

“they're fine today and i can rest a bit,” you put your hands back into the pockets of your cloak.

you both stayed silent for two straight minutes, choosing to enjoy the rooftop breeze. at least for you, it was a peaceful moment. however, for murayama, he was actively trying to calm his heartbeat and keep his sanity intact. it was a rare situation where not everyone could witness the calm, collected, and softer side of him. sadly, you were unaware of his true self as well.

“they're not truly sick. they're just want your attention.” he voiced, instantly grab your attention.

“i know.” you replied. “but that's okay. i feel welcomed and they willingly sharing their problems to me. it's a relief, honestly.”

murayama turns his body to face you. “are you planning to stay longer here?”

you shrug. “i don't know. i feel like i will leave eventually but maybe not in the near future.”

“but it's not a safe place. must be a nightmare for you to be here.”

you look at him, which causing him to turn his gaze in another direction. “it's perfect, actually. students here needed someone like me the most.” you said full of confident before cringing. “someone like me—i mean a nurse.” you clarified while chuckling.

that was the first time murayama heard your laughter so closely. it was quite significant to him, causing him to react awkwardly. he couldn't control the rapid beating of his heart and suddenly felt an urge to express his feelings to you.

“ah, i finally found you!” kiyoshi gasped behind you and murayama as he held his cheek.

“eh, what's wrong kiyoshi?”

“i had a fight with fujio,” he said while pouting. “what happened?” you asked.

“nothing. it was just a playful fight.”

murayama glared at him when you tried his cheek to see the bruises.

“oh, your lip slightly chapped,” you say. “let's go to my room.”

“that's for you, murayama. talk to you later.” you pointed a canned soda on the table before going downstairs with kiyoshi.

murayama saw you leaving without expression then chuckle in annoyance. “those stupid assholes.” then grab the soda.

he now admits that he likes you as he swallows the soda you gave him. he can no longer resist your charm, and he finds himself craving your attention. there's nothing you can do about it.

[astra-galaxie]

★☆☠■☮♦ൠ ▼ for Elliot Clayton? (sorry for the slight spam lmao)

No worries! I don’t mind receiving multiple requests. Sorry it took so long to get these headcanons done; I’ve been swamped in real life!

So please enjoy my Elliot headcanons!

★ - sad headcanon

Elliot was a lonely child. His parents were always busy with their work, and he didn’t have any friends who wanted to hang out outside school. He spent a lot of time in his room playing video games or watching movies. Eventually, his interests turned to computers, and he taught himself how to program, leading to him becoming a hacker. He would spend hours in his room on his computer, lurking on the dark web and hacking servers no one, least of all a young teenager, should be.

☆ - happy headcanon

When Elliot joined the Bureau, he didn’t know what to expect. He didn’t want to work for the agency, but given his illegal hacking, it was either help them or go to jail… When he arrived on his first day, he was surprised to see a “Welcome to the Team!” party had been put together for him. He met everyone in the Bureau, and some asked things about him to break the ice. Elliot just thought they were being polite to the new kid (kid being literal), so he was shocked when he got to his office on the second day and found a value-sized bag of W&W's waiting on his desk. To this day, he still doesn't know who left them or the others he gets periodically throughout his time with the Bureau…

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

Like many teenagers going through the joys of puberty, Elliot’s been known to have a short temper. And while he doesn’t get physically violent, he can yell and curse till your ears are ringing! However, while he might not attack you with his fists, your technology is never safe. He’s developed several programs that he can unleash on someone’s tech if they piss him off. They range from being more annoying than harmless, like taking control of your cursor and making it go the opposite direction of where you want it to, to bigger ones that lock you out of your devices until Elliot releases them.

■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

I picture Elliot having a messy room. Like clothes thrown around the room, so much that you can't tell what's clean and what's not. Maybe even some empty cans of energy drinks and food wrappers, but those are not as bad as the other stuff. He would also hang posters for bands, movies, and games on the walls and some memorabilia like figurines or replica items around the room.

However, when it comes to his workspace, his desk and equipment are very clean and organized.

☮ - friendship headcanon

Elliot is awkward when it comes to making new friends. He didn’t have many when he was growing up, so he struggled to form friendships. But when he does make a new friend, he tries his hardest to keep them. And while he’s prone to losing track of time and forgetting about met-ups, those who know him understand that he’s not doing it to be an asshole. They still value his friendship, and that means so much to Elliot to know that they love and appreciate him as their friend despite his flaws.

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

Elliot knows how to play the guitar. As a child, he was put into piano lessons, but he found it boring to play. But he still enjoyed making music, so when he was older, he switched to guitar. He first learned the acoustic guitar and later taught himself how to play electric. When Lars found out the teen could play, he BEGGED Elliot for a jam session. After eventually giving in to the begging, Elliot had to admit it was fun rocking out with someone as passionate about music as Lars is.

ൠ - random headcanon

He kept in contact with Benjamin Scott. The two became friends after Benjamin returned to England, and they share an online chat room. While Elliot can't tell Benjamin everything about his work, he likes having someone to talk to who understands what his job is. Of course, Benjamin sometimes presses Elliot for details, but he never forces the goth to disclose anything confidential. He also keeps Elliot up to date on things in England and the rest of the world since the Bureau is sometimes too wrapped up in their investigations to check the news.

▼ - childhood headcanon

Elliot’s first video game was The Sims. His nanny had gotten it for him since she heard it was popular and wasn’t violent. He played it over and over and over, designing characters and houses to be precisely what he wanted. He spent so much time playing the game that he spent more time cleaning his digital house than his IRL bedroom. This led to his video game obsession growing and his collection expanding so that he always had something to play. But games like The Sims will always be one of his favourites.

And thus concludes my headcanons for Lord Gothness himself!

P.S. I’ve got a few more requests in my inbox to finish, so hopefully, I can get those posted soon!

[queenie-official]

✨Behind the scenes ✨

‘Summer Love’ series masterlist

alright so i decided to release the behind the scenes early since i hardly got anything for the q&a event lol

so without further ado here are a bunch of cut dialogue concepts and how scenes were originally going to go✨ as well as some other cool things:

from part 1, breakfast reveal scene:

“honestly shocking the Directors didn't catch wind of anything." Well that's not good but it can't be that bad?

it very much was that bad. she not only lied about small things like her birthday, how many siblings she had and about her ethnicity. but she also lied and spread rumors around about several of the other girls at camp that were pretty damaging. one of the lesser rumors was about a girl she said was a slut who slept around with all of the guys on camp.“

this was originally how Jasmine’s backstory was supposed to go, i had based her off the guy my bestie fake dated (which is what inspired this whole fic i’ll go into details later)

and this was some of the stuff he did which was fucked up but not messed up enough for me lol i wanted Jasmine to be like as close to a real life villian as possible (hence the outing of a older camper)

from part 2, opening scene:

“you drop the act when you turn to close the door behind you smiling brightly at her and sharing one last laugh. Unfortunately for you the moment is soured when you physically bump into someone else.

"oh my gosh i'm so sorry i-" you cut yourself off when you look up and see who it is. you and padme were often so much in your own world that it was easy to forget there were three of you assigned to the cabin, said third member was giving you the death glare.

if looks could kill you were sure you'd be slaughtered on the ground right now. "sorry" you push out, even though you hated Jasmine it's not like you lost your manners. she doesn't say anything, just snarls and steps back slightly.

there's a silence before she finally says something "are you going to get out of the way or what" you swallow and step past her. she doesn't spare you another glance as she walks into the room. anger burns under your skin but you persevere, pushing it down and letting it fizzle out before continuing your original mission of showering for the day.”

i ended up scrapping this whole part of the scene, it just felt unnecessary to add in my mind; especially when i realized as much as i wanted jasmine to have a bigger role in the fic i didn’t want her to be a antagonist for the reader. at least not in the way this would of solidified her, after all i wanted this to be more fluff than angst lol.

from part 2, the favorite camper scene:

“Anakin scoffs at Ben's answer. "forget that, she's also the coolest camper there is. my first year with her in my group she helped me sneak a bunch of " he cuts himself off only because he spots Windu walking past you guys.

he clears his throat once Windu is far enough away. "we broke into the Kitchen after hours and stole a whole case of pudding cups. snuck them into our cabin and hid it. the Kitchen staff was so mad and confused the next day. Ahsoka and I played innocent and helped ourselves to as many pudding cups as we wanted till we ran out" Anakin snickered.”

this was going to be what Anakin had said to answer readers question about Ahsoka being his favorite camper, i scrapped it because it felt lame 😭 and also seem more like something between two campers rather than a camper and a counselor. which is why our poor curly blonde boy doesn’t get to speak at the end of the scene 👩‍🦯👩‍🦯

part 3, late night walking scene:

“"hey me and Ben live together too, we got an apartment just a few months ago" you hold your shoes and socks in your hand as you walk in the shallow water, a small content smile on your face.

"you know, when i was talking to Honey about you guys and she saw a photo of Ben; she found him super cute. even wanted to reach out to him but realized it'd probably be to weird"”

so as you can tell i had originally planned on Ani and Ben loving together like Honey and Reader do; i decided against it when i thought the parallels between the four of them would be too similar

also wanted to expose Honey’s interest in Ben sooner with the intentions of Ben going into meeting her knowing she liked him, but decided against it the end. which worked out since we got that cute scene i wrote with Ben being flustered meeting her 🤭

part 3, possible bonus end scene dialogue:

“"oh my anxiety ridden, true crime obsessed bestie, how i've missed you."”

welp it’s pretty obvious i didn’t get far with this one 😀 so initially i had planned on including a bonus scene where Reader and Honey finally reunite after reader gets home and this was going to be her greeting dialogue to Honey.

scrapped it in favor of the bonus scene with Honey meeting everyone✨

so i’m not sure if anyone picked these up but i did make a few references at the end of the series 😋😋 so ima point them out just so it gets the attention it deserves✨

so to start us off the first reference made is a hamilton one for us theater girlies 💪💪:

“whoever said in the eye of a hurricane there is quiet for just a moment was a liar- or you'd yet to reach that brief moment of respite.”

fun fact this wasn’t even the original reference, initially it had been a lot more direct. but it honestly felt out of place which is why i changed it- here’s the original, you’ll see what i mean

“mess as you move to lay on your stomach, opening your phone to text Honey. when Lin Manuel Miranda said in the eye of a hurricane there was quiet for just a moment he wasn't kidding”

out of place in the sense readers mind was very much not quiet yet 😭 sis was still going through it

anyway the next reference is a Julie and the phantoms reference 🤭:

“he holds his hand out and you feel your heart hammer in your chest as you take it without hesitation. and when he intertwines his fingers with yours you think you may just faint. this was different, not a sole around to see you two and yet here you both were.

"this is an interesting little relationship you and i have" he jokes and you can't help but giggle. he swings your hands beside you both as you guys walk. bright smiles that could outshine the sun on your faces. an interesting little relationship indeed.”

guess what, i’ve never seen Julie and the Phantom’s 😗 so why may you ask did i think to use this? easy it twasnt me 😌 it was Bestie @everydaydreamer

so everyone give a round of applause and thank yous for this scene to Ren 🥰

next up we have a harry potter reference (no i do not support JKR but i did grow up with the movies and have love for them im sorry 😭):

“one that you mutually had acknowledged last night without actually discussing it. "mooorning" Ben greets you with a mischievous glint in his eyes as you sit beside Anakin. taking a long dramatic sip of his water before sending you both a wink. Anakin wasn't paying much attention as usual.”

it felt to perfect not to include!! i can so see Ben doing this the same way George did to Ginny and Harry✨

and lastly, completely unintentionally might i add (thanks to my bestie @munsondjarin for pointing out this accidental parallel) we’ve got a ROTS reference💃:

“"you know when i was younger, my mom would take me and my stepbrother camping with Ben's family all the time." he shifted you in his hold as he extended his own roasting stick over the fire, carefully twisting it as he roasted his marshmallows. "and i still remember the first time i was finally allowed to roast my own marshmallows. i burnt them to a crisp"

"how'd you manage to do that?" you laugh and he smiles against the back of your head, continuing to twist the stick in his hand. you follow his lead twisting your own as he spoke again.

"well for starters i was like 9 and ornery." his voice was low, it rumbled in chest and against your back. "and i was so focused on trying to mess with Ben that i forgot i was even holding a marshmallow over the fire to begin with. the worse part was they all saw the marshmallow on fire and didn't say anything! not even my own mother" you bite back a laugh, poorly as he can very much tell you’re laughing at him.

"my first betrayal- she'd said it was the natural consequence for messing with Ben. she was right of course but i still got upset and threw a fit" you mumble a quiet 'bratty' under your breath and he gently pinches your side making you giggle.“

i think it’s safe to say we all know what specific scene this reminds us of 👀

*cough* *cough*

next i have just some fun details to share💋

when coming up with the campers for Naboo cabin i also came up with names for all three of the main cabins mentioned✨

i even pre assigned which counselor was assigned to each camper.

📖= reader ⛈️= Jasmine 👑= Padme 🩵= Ani 💙= Ben 🦖=Rex

unassigned campers were for the other two conselours in Rex’s cabin who never get named 😗

Next fun detail to share is actually some messages between me and my bestie that are cross referenced in the fic 😭

alright and i think that concludes this BTS post 🥳🥳

anyways i know i keep saying this but really thank you all for the love and support 🫶🏼🫶🏼 i’m glad you enjoyed Summer Love!! have a wonderful day huns Xx<3

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in case you lovely’s wanted to see the BTS

[evilscy]

i'm stressed and i nd to ask, what do you think will happen now with megumi and yuji?

Death.

But joking (or not) I believe we have no way of knowing for sure, Akutami is a box of surprises with each arc we experience reading. I think what we have to do now is absorb the possibilities, understand every minute tip he left in the previous chapters to understand and arrive at something that can give an indication of where the text is heading.

And, well, I think saying my opinion about everything that's going on is almost wanting to keep hope lol I only read the leak in JP and therefore my translation and interpretation could be wrong. Anyway, I ended up slowing JJK again early on and, I can tell you, everything that happened in this new chapter didn't shock me. I mean, every detail between itafushi and the dialogue that Megumi exchanged with Sukuna implies what Gege would do, I just didn't know the moment or how it would be then, about the way it happened, I'm surprised.

Since I saw the spoilers, I questioned myself a lot about things like: Will Yuji make it out alive now? Megumi is the only death in the end? (I'll focus on both because the question is about itafushi, ok?)

We know that at that moment his (Yuji) death is unfeasible, not because he is the protagonist because that doesn't save him, but because of his relationship with Kenjaku. Akutami still has work to develop and Yuji needs to develop even more, even if his end is death he has a way to go. And despite the angst, I am very satisfied with the chapter because Megumi is always Yuji's cause and will be his motivation to have strength because one wants to save the other. One wishes the other to live a long and fair life. And Yuji will not allow Sukuna to disgrace Megumi's integrity.

Of course it might be something that will take chapters to come to pass, but I like to think I'm right about that because Megumi is important to Yuji and we've already had enough proof of how much Yuji gives himself for those he loves. And gives his life per people, as he also “understands” his place in this world. He will know what to do.

Megumi is like that too, he also gives of himself and doesn't think when it comes to the people he loves: Yuji and Tsumiki (not that Gojo or Nobara aren't important). He fights for them and we had that punctuated in this chapter when Sukuna takes control of Yuji's body and Megumi doesn't think twice and acts on it. And it is very logical for Sukuna to act now, because now Megumi is vulnerable enough to question whether the curse in charge of her body is worth fighting.

And just like Yuji, Megumi has a purpose in all of this.

After all, how hurt will he be if he has the notion that he will possibly hurt people he loves? I believe Akutami will say something about this, about Megumi and Sukuna arguing at some point (or not). My only certainty is that Sukuna will make Megumi responsible for her sister's death. Hana may also die if Angel x Sukuna occurs. And maybe Megumi/Sukuna and Gojo will face each other at some point if everything unfolds as I believe it will.

Yuji vs Megumi/Sukuna is a possibility, as I mentioned above given everything that happens between them, but will it happen now? Or much later? Sukuna is unpredictable, it might torture Yuji if he acts at this point on the fact that Megumi is now the vessel. If no one shows up to help Yuji, I'm sure he'll be very hurt physically because, as I mentioned, I don't think Yuji is going to die. Not now.

Obviously these are speculations. However, I trust Megumi's strength a lot although I find it very interesting for Akutami to release this now, even if predictable in a way, because he simply paved the way by showing Megumi's emotional decline in this arc. I mean, how mad and impatient is he here?

How agonized is he that he can't allow Yuji to get away? Megumi isn't stupid, but the uncertainty of Sukuna's plan made him believe that he and Yuji could handle it. They are children, after all. They trusted their convictions and hoped that everything would go well just by being together. Even Yuji's fear of something happening, he didn't completely go against Megumi's decisions about sticking by each other's side in this mess.

And yes, maybe we don't even have Megumi's perception anymore, he might be gone for good. However, despite considering it a possibility, I don't believe it. I know that to dramatize it further, Akutami will voice Megumi at some point to bring Yuji to his peak, as he and Megumi have a very strong bond from the beginning.

Their death is a possible reality not to be ruled out because of all the possibilities out there, I can't see itafushi coming out alive in the end, since the beginning I was introduced to the manga: either the two die or one of them dies. The cloud of death just constantly hovers over their heads at all times.

They will sacrifice themselves to try and save each other.

Anyway, regardless of the direction they take, I'm completely ecstatic and more in love with everything that involves itafushi and the entire jujutsu kaisen text because every dialogue and every exchange of words makes this moment, this harrowing event, even more poetic.

[anika-ann]

EHHH THERE'S AN ASK GAME GOING ON? Hi Anika <3 (you probably know which pair i'm going to ask but Imma ask anywayy >:D C - Crying// U - Underwear // Z - Zones = for my beloved couple Attached Professor!Rogers and Reader <333

Oh Jam! I have no idea which pairing you were going to choose! (affectionate, so so affectionate 💕 can't believe you still love them🥺)

I also see you woke up today and chose violence. Professor Rogers approves.

Alright. Here goes. Answers to this ask game under cut (cause year, sorry, 18+ , very)

C - Crying (is it a turn on? a turn off? do they cry during sex? have they cried during sex? what was the reason?)

Our dear prof loves having fun with you, loves to tease and edge you, all smirks and smugness, but crying is a no-no for him. He had seen your tears before and they are associated with so much pain, yours and his, that making you cry is simply not on him mind.

The stupid poem slander after you started dating. Your father's harsh judgement. His own struggles after getting shot and telling you to just lose the ring if that was what you wanted. Just no.

He had taken the edging too far once, actually making you cry as you begged him and the way his body physically recoiled at the pain in his gut, the absolute dread and despise he felt was everything but a turn-on. He was the sweetest afterwards, a profoundly loving aftercare, even as you hadn't used your safeword and he most certainyl did not judge you; however he did cackle a little when you felt better about half an hour later and shyly asked him if he could finish what he started and get you off. He very much did.

He got extremely cautious after that; a blessing and curse, because he became the king of edging. He knows exactly how far he can push, he absolutely revels in hearing you beg and mewl sweetly; and to his shock, he found out he very much does enjoy the tears if they come after, just a few of them rolling out at how intense the release gets, how sweetly the relief tastes. He needs to be cautious to use his mouth or hands or toys to do that; if he was inside he, he'd lose it at the sight alone🤭✨

As for if he ever cried, it was once. After the incident with the ring and your reconcilliation, it hit him a few days after, when you made love again - that he really almost pushed you over the edge and lost you. He comes and the emotions just crush him; you hold him through it, tajen aback, but as gentle as you know he would be to you, your heart quiverring as much as his lips do for a few moments.

Z - Zones (what are their erogenous zones? what spots on their body should be touched, bitten, kissed, when someone wants to get them in the mood?)

Steve is a simple guy; you kiss him, a little deeper than usual, and he knows what you want and he's happy to hop on that train of thought. You rake your nails over his thighs - it doesn't even have to be the insight of his thighs - and he's getting putty in your hands. Expect for one part that's growing very hard. Speaking of hard parts, there isn't any more direct message than brshing your fingers right there, right? He is not immune.

He is even less immune when you climb up his lap and kiss his just about anywhere.

One zone that surprised you and actually took you a rather long time to figure out was his forearms. You genuinely didn't realize - it is most definitely a turn on for you when he rolls up his sleeves and shows off his hands and forearms and you just like running your fingers over it. You know he knows that a peek of his forearms, especially when framed by those sleeves, drives you wild, but what you didn't realize was that it was invitation for you to touch him and drive him just as crazy.

Once you know, you take advantage, alright 😌

U - Underwear (what kind of underwear do they put on in the morning, if any at all… do they own any sexy underwear or lingerie?)

Well you can be sure he has a thing for stockings and he doesn't scoff at other lingerie either.; but taht doesn't mean he cannot appreciate simple. Just because you look extremely tempting to him in lingerie, it doesn't mean he's mainyl interested in what's under 😏

As for his own underwear, he's simple guy. Boxers, usually in plain colour, no crazy patterns except for three pairs of Christmas ones you bought him. He can simp, alright; it just made you so happy and you bought matching pairs of panties and it made him smile whenever he saw it on you. And you'd better believe he loves to match, tying yourself to you, even if you two are the only ones to know.

He had lost a silly bet to you once, resulting him having to wear the stupidiest most ridiculous pair of boxers on a day when he went to the gym and had to change in front of a few guys he knew. He was not amused (he was, a little, but don't tell anyone) - he however enjoyed taking his revenge.

What revenge, you ask? Well. If he's going in stupid boxers, than you're going commando to a dinenr with him with a skirt that barely reached just above your knees after he had played with you, teased you and left you soaking and unsatisfied. You could tell he was extremely cautious to make sure you considered it risqué but agreed to do it for the adventure though, because he's a little shit, but not a dick, definitely not to you.

He teased you all night too, even if with less direct touches; he was dlighted to see you still soaking once you got home, all happy to check for that with your back pressed to the door the second they closed behind. Check with his fingers and mouth. He cleaned every. Damn. Drop. And of course, rewarded you for being so so good for him🫠🫠

Hope you're happy with the answers, dear 🥰 Thank you so much for participating💕

[7ban-sama]

hello 7ban-sama !! i have a question.. about the mahou shojou tbhk au - so… if nene was captured by the evil horse twinsies??? would they maybe… corrupt her..??? what would happen to her ? would they take all her magic away.?????

Hiya. *placid smile* I'm being asked about my silly horsies... wow...

Ah but yes, Nene is being captured by them in my art... Well. Historically I've really liked shoujo as a teen, so I've read and watched a handful of magical girl things. I'm a fan... I even like ah, specifically the cheesiness of villains flirting with the heroine. So imagine my delight, that AidaIro would have the Yugi twins as some sort of dastardly villain counterparts to mahou shoujo Nene-chan...!! So exciting!

Kidnapping was my most immediate thought, I wanted to see it. 9.9 I imagine that Amane has been taunting Nene for a while on her adventures, but it's never felt too 'serious' to Nene... The twins, they are strange, Tsukasa like fangirls over Amane being cool, and Amane doesn't seem like he's taking anything too seriously either. Cycle of: they banter, they battle it out, they all go home at the end of the day. (The twins tf into unicorns and trot off together. Or, Amane like rides, Tsukasa, hyaa.) Episodic, whimsical. So at first when she's captured by them, she thinks this will be rote, that she will be rescued eventually or outsmart them. The twist is this is going to be permanent... (Like if this was an anime you were watching, you'd be shocked, wait what do you mean she's not going home? What? What happened to all the other stuff?)

I think the first thing Amane does is strip her of her power, like break her wand... I imagine that what lets Nene transform is some bond with Yako (?) as she seems to be standing in as a magical companion of some sort ww, but I think she would be channeling her abilities through the wand she's wielding. Breaking it would mean she can't cast spells etc. for the time being, and while being kept away from her companions she can't get help recuperating her ability. She will stay in her magical girl form until she is fully exhausted physically, however.

Nene still believes things are normal at this point, she thinks she will endure whatever... Random evil things they will do, use her as bait, or try and abuse her powers, huff huff-!! What she can't predict is that it has nothing to do with that... Amane has come to covet her, wants to steal her away. Imagine he hasn't even consulted with his 'faction', this is entirely personal, his own desire. It's... Amane, so he's become convinced that Nene is so into him, she's just playing hard to get at this point. Enough games though... Done with playing games.

While Amane is thinking all of this, Nene is... further behind, she may sometimes wonder if he "likes" her, but also doubt it since he's... evil?? Pfshh... So— while she is bound in rope, and Amane begins rambling, implying that this has been a long time coming, she is not thinking the same things he is. As he. Like starts, groping her, jkjfgh... and Tsukasa is behind her, restraining her, being instructed to move her around for Amane. Instructed to touch her as well! Confusing, disorienting, wait where am I-? That's how Nene feels.

I do imagine it being, fully noncon, something sprung upon her, ignoring any of her protests. Gets treated like she's being a difficult mare. Further restrained and made to wear (functionally) fetish gear, in the form of horse gear like, bit, halter, hobbles. Passed between the twins, run ragged. My vision, is VERY EXCESSIVE...!! But the point is that Nene is a normal girl, she had 'normal' expectations of what this dynamic was. Not ready for what Amane wants of her! The next shock would be that they don't release her at the end of this, even as Nene-chan has gone back to her normal, non-magical self. Just carry her off into the lair, keep her...

At this point, I do think of corruption...!! Both psychologically and magically. The first stage is just... excessive... sex... so much sex kfjfghg kind of mind-breaking Nene through this all. I think it's a little grim initially, really, because Amane has to process that she really was um, unprepared, and I think Nene would become despondent realizing she just won't be going home? And none of her team has found her or come for her... She doesn't feel valuable to them yet, and now she doesn't know what they're capable of, so there's this nebulous dread... Amane is kind of like, moody yandere, why aren't you happy to be trapped with me forever. But well, persistent as well, not going to let her go... Over time though I think Nene uncontrollably feels the allure of villain romance, and the, mystic being, unicorn, parts, like wait. I'm like their fair virgin maiden they couldn't resist. *really thinks about it* ... also it's crazy sex but also it feels good, there's just a point where it's like ahnghh wait but what IF this is my life. Forever now. HM.............

The magic part however... I actually owe it to my wife, she came up with something really interesting — a sort of magical horn that could TF Nene into a unicorn as well. But Amane would have to stab it into her skull. Simultaneously it would mind-wipe her, reduce her, made into a beautiful horsie as well... I thought of an extreme ending where Amane and Tsukasa give up their human forms and give up all they were doing, to live with this unicorn Nene. It'd be a crazy commitment though so it's the final note in their story, if that came to pass. Like Amane realizing he doesn't want anything else but to be with her and Tsukasa in some magical forest eternally together.

Ultimately I think they'd all have magic still, between them all. It's just that they're giving up the powers specifically granted by whatever their little familiars are, and whatever destiny they are tied to. It's like a story where the main character and the villains escape out of their roles... I mean, really it's a dumb hentai, but you know.