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arthurtaylorlester · 3 months

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malevolent season 4 was... something, that's for sure

i want to preface this by saying i LOVE malevolent as a show and this is no means an attack on the creator or anything like that, i don't think i'll ever stop listening halfway, no matter how i feel about it. i'm not saying season 4 is all bad either.

it is a deviation for malevolent, though i found it VERY well written up until part 31 (and part 31 is my favourite malevolent episode ever)

s4 started off really strong for me, part 29 set the tone really well, much lighter after s3's emotional lows. the butcher was an interesting enough new villain to put yarson aside for now. part 30 had some charming moments, but the real star of the early season was part 31, a truly incredibly written and directed look into arthur's psychology. it truly gave us everything, from lore to highly comedic moments (to me)(no because why was arthur dreaming of waking up next to a shirtless man who tried to kill him)

parts 32 through 34 i'm not sure about, but i can write them off as awkward mid season points. part 34 was an interesting shift in perspective, but here is where my doubt's about the season's villains started rising

but the oscar & scratch arcs.... guys i'm gonna be honest, i might be oscar's #1 hater

scratch and oscar in this season were functionally useless filler. it's not unusual for arthur and john get sidetracked during their missions, but it usually ends up leading them right where they need to be by the season finale. this felt like a parenthesis that killed any tension created by the butcher.

this season had, quite unnecessarily, 3 antagonists. now this wouldn't be a terrible idea, had they been established before. but no. for some reason it was chosen to leave the only villain we could genuinely be afraid of alone, in favour of introducing not one but two antagonists yet to be established. neither because of this have the adequate fear factor (the butcher is better about this) and both get the most abysmal ends i could've imagines. what do you mean scratch is just gone like that after causing some emotional conflict with his deal. what do you mean the butcher was KOed by the fucking priest with a bedpan? what? that's it? you expect me to be scared or even care about the butcher now?

speaking of the priest. i want to like oscar i really do but. he's a terribly written character. we get to know him while arthur is teaching john intimidation tactics so out of gate our initial impression of him is as someone meek. and then in part 36 after "sorting out" the butcher, oscar just dumps out his trauma point blank to someone he's spoken to a handful of times in the past 3? 4? days.

malevolent in general has a bit of an exposition problem, but it usually works out if it's john expositing because. that's literally all he can do. but when a character with more agency do it, it makes them flat. oscar didn't have to tell us all that, he didn't have a reason. arthur confessing to 7 murders isn't a prompt to make himself vulnerable like that. i did not start caring for him, just because he had a tragic backstory. that's... not how you get someone to care about a character. oscar could be defined as a static character, and while it's not too unusual for a static character to be the focal point of an arc, i don't think it works the way most authors think it does.

also the worms in the farm only happened because of him messing with the stove so like. that's not helping his case.

the completely unnecessary farm arc concluded, we return oscar to the hospital, with arthur caving very quickly to john's demands if he truly cared about oscar so much. and so, a single episode before the finale, we get properly acquainted our main ally for the showdown. a choice definitely, but i feel like this one worked out pretty well considering noel had time to simmer before we got know of his past + he had interesting conflict with john and arthur.

and then there's the big one, the thing that appalls me entirely. leaving larson and yellow, the main villains of the finale COMPLETELY alone until the very end. why? why would you choose to not use them earlier? we spent so much time away from larson, so we weren't really as scared of him as we were at the end of part 28 (i literally was listening to the last 15 minutes of this ep on my toes because i thought he might do something) and we had had no CHANCE to even fear yellow, since we knew nothing of his power?

and what, the butcher is on our side now because noel granted his release? just like that? i know he's a contract killer but arthur insulted him to his face, he can believe they understand each other but did he feel no anger?

the finale did well, considering the context it was given to work with, though i did not understand the point of the memory thing... that didn't go anywhere? because not arthur nor noel actually lost anything. we don't know what the box was for, we only know some guy wrote "the birth of my son" on slip of paper and put it in. arthur assumed it was a memory, when it just as well could've been a literal offering, arthur assumed it would involve losing said memory, and they assumed it was related. initially i thought it would only go through if the ritual took place, which, it didn't. but reading back here is no further clarification on it. hold your angst horses, blindfaith enjoyers

i feel like john physically manifesting, if now an established power of his, was very cheap. unless it was a one-off, or some sort of power up, it just literally took away the main premise of the show. an all-powerful god rendered powerless by being stuck in some guy's mind and being forced to confront the troubles of someone infinitesimal to him. if you let him astral project and save people, then what's the point?

but i do actually think it was a one-off, so we'll see how it goes

simply put, john saving arthur when he jumped in s3 had more impact than this because he did it with a single, human, hand. no magic.

it was pleasant to have kayne and his expected chaos back, jarring as always. john's deal was exactly what we all thought it was going to be, maybe more about himself than arthur, but i don't think anyone can fault him for that.

one things though, and this questions may just be me not remembering, is arthur supposed to know that yellow is a separate entity from john when they realise larson has him in his head? because i remember arthur just assuming that 'yellow' just had all of his memories returned in part 23, and therefore not knowing that he's a separate guy from john.

just in general, i feel like s4 had a LOT of good ideas that weren't given enough room to breathe and therefore weren't written very well that really weighed down my enjoyment of the season. that's not to say there weren't things i liked. the emotional moments hit just as hard, like reconciling with daniel, the comedy was on point (genuinely this season was so funny) and even the most out of pocket thing arthur has ever said, calling john a child, no matter how much discourse it caused, was actually sort of in character for him? i mean arthur is an asshole so like i get why his immediate reaction to his severely emotionally unintelligent friend being possessive is babying him. they're awful people. they deserve each other. it made somewhat sense in retrospect.

all this to say, while i didn't hate s4, i think it had a lot of writing issues, especially when comparing it to the other 3, and it could've been done WAYY better but hey we all have our moments.

i await anxiously intermezzo's public release and the rest of season 5 👀

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kirisaki-daichi-scenarios · 6 months

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the boys as bodyguards

dedicated to absolutely no one. sure this is an asks blog - does that mean i have to actually answer them? i know i know bad admins bad admins whatcha gonna do whatcha gonna do when they come for you but i had a dream ages ago now that involved bodyguards, tsunamis, and also a shit ton of murder. don't ask. anyway, it got me pondering. and then it took literal months to write this so i figured i'd post what i've got so far, and maybe i'll update with the rest of the boys later, depending on how well this does/how much time i have

hanamiya makoto

hanamiya’s the package deal

he’s the chief advisor; he’s the doctor; he’s the bodyguard; he’s the sniper. just a right hand man in every way possible.

i mean, he’s not literally your right hand man: he’s the leader of a team, and often it’ll be one of his men there next to you at events, but he’s always supervising or coordinating or collecting intel

ie he’s dedicated to his job. he does like engineering spider’s webs after all.

having said that, he’s also an uncontrollable prick

he’s the best at giving you advice, both in terms of navigating high society and in terms of actual business advice, but is he going to give that advice without slipping in a snide comment about how you should really know all this by now? when you tell him to make sure to take a break some time, is he going to stop himself from saying “maybe if you weren’t so incredibly useless on your own, i’d be able to.”

and sure maybe he’s breaking the universal declaration of human rights with what he does to the people who dare to try harm you, but you don’t know about that

need to know basis type beat

you don’t even have access to the full floor plans of your own property, which includes a basement you’ll never know about, let alone step foot in. hanamiya keeps that information very close to his chest.

gotta make sure his employer has plausable deniability

gotta make double sure that you don’t find out about half the things he does - from the ways he sources his information, to his very dodgy organised crime links, to the number of people that have sadly lost their lives in the name of “fuck it, you’re pissing me off” - because he hates when you bang on about bullshit like “laws” and “morals”

after all, if everyone followed your beloved laws and morals, then you’d have no need for his services

as he always tells you, he’s just your pet necessary evil

yamazaki hiroshi

i reckon he only got into the bodyguard business because he spent his childhood wanting to be a samurai but, well you know, that’s not really a job opportunity anymore

what it does mean though is that he’s all about bushido: mastering his work, bravery, honesty, etc - and above all else loyalty to one’s employer

on a random thursday afternoon, he’ll tell you, completely nonchalantly, straight face, “i would die for you if that’s what it takes. on my life, i’ll always keep you safe.”

you’re staring at him like wtf and/or trying to stop yourself blushing, but he thinks that’s a completely normal thing to say cause he’s just following bushido

of course, late one night, he’ll wake up realise how weird that came across and he’ll spend the next week trying not to blush whenever you talk to him

just like the time he spent a week kicking himself after you walked in on him training, shirtless and rather sweaty, and when you told him he should take a break, he said “but i need to train so my body can be at its best for you”

again, at the time that sounded very reasonable, serious, and totally bushido to him. it’s only later that he’s freaking out in his room like why in god’s name did he say that.

but hey that’s bodyguard!yamazaki for you. a little weird, a little socially inept, but loyal to a fault

haizaki shougo

can you imagine the number of jobs that this man has lost for sleeping on the job?

he’s only got his current gig looking after you because his prices are cheaper and you were getting desperate to find someone in your budget

he’s a ...uhh… unique bodyguard? in the sense that he’ll get you out of harms way eventually, but "eventually" is the key word there

haizaki actively ignores intel that a certain location might be dangerous, because he really just wants to get into fights. sure you might get in the way occasionally, maybe even get some nasty bruises, but hey you get what you pay for.

you want a good bodyguard, save up some money, idiot.

literally the only reason he got into being a bodyguard is so he can beat people up legally (and because he got dishourably discharged from the military); he doesn’t care that much about the whole ‘protecting’ side of things

he’s also the type to ditch you the minute a better paying job comes up (possibly combat work as a mercenary). however he’s not as cold-hearted as he may seem, and he’ll happily spend a day of leave breaking into your penthouse

so that when you return in the evening, he’s there sat on an armchair, grinning smugly, “man your security’s turned to shit since i left.”

shortly followed by, “miss me?”

jason silver

jason’s the quintessential bodyguard, cause, after all, having a very muscular 6’11 man follow you everywhere you go isn’t exactly subtle

but he’s recognisable for other reasons as well.

like the fact that he’ll accompany you to formal balls, and he’ll be the only man there with an undone tie - it’s such a massive argument trying to get him to wear an appropriate suit instead of his usual hoodies and sweatpants, that can anyone blame you for not having the energy to insist he stops undoing his tie as well?

he’s also not exactly one for professionality. like you’ll be minding your business, trying to network, and suddenly you’ll hear a wolf whistle by your ear and a “wouldn’t mind me a bit of that”

“jason, that’s the ambassador to norway. we’re having her over for dinner next week, so, with all due respect, shut the fuck up. and whisper next time, for heaven’s sake! what if someone had heard you?”

“shit, is it a crime to like some nice tits in this economy?”

and when you glare at him, genuinely furious, he grins, puts his hands up, and says, “sorry, sorry. forgot you don’t like me having eyes for anyone else, boss.”

but don’t get me wrong, jason’s not all evil contra to fujimaki’s propaganda

he is an incredibly good bodyguard - those animal instincts really help him out when it comes to getting you out of a sniper’s line of sight, or saving you from a bullet, or just assessing a room for potential entry points. and he packs a mean punch if anyone tries to try something on you, a solid ko.

no one’s getting past him essentially

the only problem is that it’s incredibly difficult to thank jason for saving your life, cause the last thing he needs is an ego boost or feeling like you owe him.

“seriously jason. i don’t know how i can ever repay you.”

“usually the payslip’s enough,” he smirks, “but you know that little lady ambassador-“

unsuprisingly, he’s not invited to the dinner.

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coffeelovesdramasalatte · 2 months

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LITA Ep. 5 Rewatch Thoughts Part 1

(edit bc I started writing this post like 6 months ago - hi! I'm gonna finish going through the rest of the phayurain episodes of LITA finally! I've lost all sense of shame so these posts are just gonna be love letters to Eul, hope that's ok) Hi hi hi! I find it absolutely hilarious that the notes on the final part of my episode 4 rewatch post (which contains my best screenshots of That Scene) has like triple the notes of the rest of the parts. I love the thirsty LITA fam <3 I think I kept it mostly clean for the first 3 episodes but LITA brainrot is real and from here on out I'm putting down all my deranged thoughts into words so enjoy

Onwards to episode 5!! Ok so y'all should know by this point that BossNoeul sang the opening right? I added it on spotify and have listened to it on repeat so much over the last week that I could probs (badly, bc my singing voice leaves much to be desired but I can and will belt it at the top of my lungs) karaoke it now. If y'all haven't heard the full version check it out bc they rap a few bars and Noeul has this line "shake your bo- shake your bo- shake your body" that makes me lose it every time

The recap sees us revisiting some rather adorable moments from the previous episode including PhayuRain in the rain and tub. Imagine if they stuck the leg kiss in the recap >.<

We open to sunlight pouring in through the curtained windows on the morning after. I kind of wish the last episode had ended with this scene bc it would have been a soft transition after the intimacy PhayuRain shared rather than the abrupt cut to credits. But I digress.

Phayu's hair looks glorious out and I wish we'd gotten to see it like this more. In fact I think we should've seen Rain push his hands through it and grip it during episode 6's NC scene. Also the definition of that bicep? Sir pls.

I ADORE how sweet Phayu is towards Rain all the time, and this is yet another example. I love it when characters look fondly at their lover (I finally get to use that word for them!!), cover them with a blanket, and then give them a forehead kiss before sliding out of bed. SO FOND

I just think it's really attractive when people do this. Rain was really missing out by snoozing.

The state of Rain's neck and chest sends me into hysterical giggles every time. Phayu you did not have to go that hard with the marking bestie (let's be honest though, looking at the state of Phayu's neck post episode 6 they both have marking kinks) - everyone's gonna know Rain's officially yours soon enough. Also throwback to how like two months ago (or something like that idk the exact timeline) Rain was like hmph I never want anything to do with P' Phayu ever again. I didn't hear any complaining from you last night hmm??? Also I love how confident Rain was in his abilities to seduce Phayu, so true of him

I'm DECEASED

OK WAIT I think I finally get the whole yellow-blue thing. It literally is just that yellow is Rain's representative color and Phayu's is navy blue. So by making Rain put on Phayu's navy blue shirt for the "morning after" they're just reiterating that Rain belongs to Phayu now. Mystery solved :)

Obligatory shot bc he's worked hard for these gains and I think he deserves some appreciation ft. Rain who's making the same face as all of us. I think they spent like 30 whole seconds on Phayu's shoulders and that's so valid of them

Sir, do you have a good reason for striding in here shirtless and sweaty to wake your new bf up? Methinks someone was hoping for round 2

Ok, and we're back to Rain in a yellow t-shirt looking very feverish. He's holding his teal green phone (case) up though which is a combo of yellow and blue, isn't it? I'm sorry my color theory is lacking. His eyebrows look really nice here and I don't know why I noticed. I hope he has a good nap! But oops he misses calls from Phayu...

This episode's title is "the Calm Before the Storm" which implies it's gonna be a mostly tooth-rotting fluff episode and that drama is on the way next week. I'm already smiling so wide my cheeks hurt so the title is apt.

Phayu (dressed in navy blue!) is here to make sure his precious Rain is ok and Mama is already planning the wedding in her head.

The first three or four times I watched this, I was paying too much attention to their faces and probably missed a lot so let's break it down a bit. Phayu comes in, Rain's surprised and sits up, and Phayu sits down next to Rain on the bed but facing away. Phayu is slightly upset that Rain went away without saying anything and he was worried that since Rain was sick that him driving home alone was dangerous. The second Phayu sits down this way, Rain reaches out to grab his arm but Phayu pulls away. Compared to couples in other dramas, PhayuRain depend on touch a lot to communicate so obv the situation is quite serious plus Phayu is not immediately making eye contact with Rain.

The next couple of shots are just back and forth where Phayu asks why Rain left and Rain tells him what happened and apologies for worrying him. He looks v v soft and fluffy here

Gonna take a second to appreciate the background music bc it sounds so serious and doom-y right now but they're literally about to clear it all up so it was unnecessary to go that hard. Sound artist I love you

Throughout this conversation, Phayu starts far away (which for PhayuRain means there's like 1.5 meters of distance between their faces instead of 0.15 meters) but he moves closer and tilts his body more in Rain's direction as Rain gives each justification. He also lets Rain grab his arm. It's very subtle but I like the acting choices here.

Phayu, Rain is sick. Can you pls stop staring at his lips bff give him some rest (spoiler alert I counted like 5 lip-looks in the next 10 seconds, Phayu didn't hear me)

OK this hug. Exquisite. The gap has been bridged, all parties are happy again, and they both absolutely sink into each other.

Boss' little shoulder rub here is so soft and gives us more PhayuRain believability. We can see how worried he was and how relieved he is now that Rain is safely in his arms again.

Rain's cheek-smushed nod agreeing to never disappear from Phayu's side ever again is everything to me.

I don't actually think this was what I was supposed to get out of this but there's something about the symmetry of this hug and them being in the shape of a triangle and how technically their first encounter as a couple involved Phayu's triangle tool etc. etc. etc. Also headpat alert!

More subtle and soft gestures from Phayu. Rain is down bad.

HANDS!!!

We really heard the MWAH here and I want to forehead kiss whoever placed the mics

Everyone needs to observe Rain's expression right after Phayu asks this question bc it's very sus

(I couldn't get it in motion but Rain straightens up a bit and raises his eyebrows. Someone thinks they're about to get spanked like before)

Except this is not that kind of punishment and I can't believe Phayu really brought along a rectal suppository. To his credit though, I believe they're supposed to be more immediately effective than oral medicines because they absorb more directly into the body so he just wants Rain to be healthy faster. Although I wish Phayu would've not proceeded to yank Rain's pants off without permission, it's fiction and I hope if Rain had shown signs of major discomfort he would've listened. I do have to wonder if Mama put on headphones though bc Rain was really loud with his protests. I also think this must've been funny to film bc if you look closely before it cuts to Rain's mom, Rain looks like he's holding back laughter.

Uh-oh, Mama it's better if you walk away now

This sequence was actually so adorable and funny. I love purrito!Rain and Phayu is looking way too smug. Mama Rain walked out of there trying to name all the yellow and blue flowers she could for the wedding centerpieces.

omfg Phayu calling Rain's mom "Mama" is so friggin cute and I love how smoothly he just slid into son-in-law position

Rain's like excuse me I'm sick I should NOT be slandered right now

To part 2 with all the cute shots!!

#love in the air #lita the series #phayurain #bossnoeul #lita rewatch thoughts

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echolocati0n-art · 1 year

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my dsmp , qsmp , empires , hermitcraft, etc headcanons because im insane

when c!puffychu are cuddling sometimes c!niki has to come up for air because c!puffys hair is just like, very curly/wool like and in the summer they have to turn on the ac to max, very nice in the winter tho

katherine would own a motorcycle but specifically in season 2 of empires and it would be painted half pink with glitter and the other side black with spikes

c!fundy makes a contraption where c!phil is able to use his wing again, that plus the syndicate helping him do physical therapy, he is able to fly again

the dream smp did not end badly fuck that ending they all live happily ever after

life series pearl tends to pick her nails a lot/bite them and tends to have a lot of bandaids on her hands, especially after the events of double life it got so much worse, in limlife, she kept doing it and big b would help bandage her hands and when he noticed her doing it, would give her a stick of gum or something to chew on + distract her or even they would paint eachothers nails

A CHEW TOY AHAHAHA werewolf pearl agenda

froggy is liml!pearl's PTSD ESA 👍

c!fundy is transmasc and c!quackity once had a lot on his mind and c!fundy happened to be shirtless, he saw the top surgery scars and was like "who did this to you", he still gets made fun of for it

avians (grian , jimmy, whoever else with fanon wings idk im too tired) cannot fly in the life series as the watches make their wings smaller to stop them from having an advantage / flying away but they can glide down hills and short distances, if they panic whilst falling they cant catch themselves

shelby and oli are swifties

in empires s1, both scott and xornoth have trouble walking through doors because of their antlers. Like xornoth will be chasing someone or something then he just hits the doorframe with a CLANG or scott will be trying to get outside and he just gets stuck and has to get someone to free him

speaking of those antlers my own hc is that when scott found the book in that tomb, he went from a regular elf to having the antlers and like deer ears / deer hybrid thing, during his elsa arc he shed them / he sawed them off because he felt he wasnt worthy but they grew back and sometimes have icicles hanging off them

jimmy hates the crust on sandwiches in all universes

c!purpled and c!punz are brothers, or at least sort of, c!purpled is an alien who crash landed on earth at like 5 years old and tiny 10 year old c!punz found him and they became very close, c!punz taught him earth culture

i loved that hc of lmanburg having a different language and using it to communicate and their own culture and such, for some reason I very much imagine it as french

no one speaks it anymore but when frustrated or excited you may find former members of lmanburg using it / they have slight accents

c!schlatt banned them from speaking said language so c!niki used it to spite him specifically

c!niki also shouldve lost a life during that festival she was beat to death by c!ponk under order of c!schlatt WHY ISNT THAT CANON!!

Tallulah loves the movie Tarzan and q wilbur really regrets showing it to her because. gorilla

qsmp has access to tv streaming services and the internet, chayanne and bobby love action movies but q phil chooses what he watches very carefully, tallulah and richarlyson are OBSESSED with bluey, dapper loves nature/informative documentaries, leonarda and ramon i feel would be a huge fan of nickelodeon, tilin used to love peppa pig, juanaflippa preferred to read

bobby has adhd because i said so he is a little ball of insanity

jaiden with the conure wings you already know

cellbit drinks an insane amount of high caffeine coffee, he started to have heard palpitations from it. The other portugese speaking people had an intervention

forever gives me ashfur vibes idk with the i love you philza you broke my heart

hcs9 impulse forgets to sleep because hes underground / inside a lot and doesnt see the sun, when he stays awake purposely to get work done gem and/or pearl will march him to the nearest bed and sit there until he is asleep

there were times where scott didnt feel safe at home because of xornoth so he would sleep in other empires, he felt safest in the cod empires because of jimmy (not because jimmy was strong but because gay people)

same with shrub, she would often end up in the overgrown napping in katherines castle

gem and fwhip are identical twins but it's impossible for there to be opposite gender/sex (?) identical twins so basically: transfem gem

thats it for now i am eepy but hope you all enjoy

#dream smp #empires smp #mcyt #qsmp #dsmp #empiresshipping #life series #third life #last life #double life #limited life #hermitcraft

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whysojiminimnida · 2 years

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Maknae Line + ARMY = Power Dynamics (Pt 2)

We love them and they love us right back. It's what makes the ARMY/BTS relationship what it is, and it is genuine.

It is also a power imbalance.

Less of one, these days, but it is still there. And WE HOLD THE POWER. We LOVE THEM. We are the driving force behind BTS' success. We hold their actual paychecks in our hands.

That's... a lot. A lot of love. A lot of paychecks. And a lot of power.

And it lends itself, unfortunately for both us and them, to a lot of abnormal behavior. OH WAIT LET'S READ THAT DISCLAIMER AGAIN

In my last post I said that BTS is a safe place for ARMY to explore sexuality.

THE REVERSE IS NOT TRUE.

Never has been, never will be, because ARMY was never designed for that. We are not their safe space. Not if they're straight, even more not if they're gay or bi or pan or heaven forbid gender non-conforming.

They accept us as we are because they love us, but we are under NO OBLIGATION TO DO THE SAME FOR THEM. And... as a general rule, ARMY - OT7 ARMY, anyway - doesn't. But also we do. And don't. Very confusing, ARMY reactions.

Hell, when have they ever had TIME to grow into healthy, normal adult sexual relationships? They lived together until some of them were nearly 25, FFS. Well beyond college age for Seokjin and Yoongi and well into it for the rest of them. That they seem to be reasonably well-adjusted is a credit to them and their partners, should they have any. Again, the hyungs have excelled, here. Mainly because they've never really HAD "dating scandals", which: ARE THE STUPIDEST IDEA OF A SCANDAL.

Literally how stupid is it to be upset that a famous person who is an adult human might also be (gasp, clutch pearls, die) having sex? Out in the world adulting like a whole adult WITH PEOPLE? And yet, ARMY gets like that sometimes.

See also Koreaboo, Dispatch and other publications we don't like

And before you say "not ALL ARMY" let me just remind you that "not ALL men" is the exact. same. statement. "Not REAL ARMY is like "not REAL men."

Which: granted and I don't entirely disagree, but I'll just say that people who identify as ARMY behave this way and rest assured that both BTS and BigHit are aware -- and market for it.

You're mad, now, maybe and I get it, so let's move on and not beat ARMY to death, k? I do feel like that for the majority of us, all we feel for Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung is simply love and support. Misguided support, sometimes, but love and support nonetheless.

So imagine you're a young man - still a boy in many ways - and you are living with and surrounded by beautiful, legitimately stunning, other young men. And maybe you've had time to examine your own sexuality and maybe not but Namjoon has WOW THIGHS and guys are naked and girls were kind of cute but also very weird anyway, bros just make so much more sense and then

A wild Park Jimin appears. Geeky, until he dances and then it's a gaspy thing that happens. Also: THIGHS. And, um, an ass that won't quit also biceps and a sweet heart and a big brain and, well. Shit. Anyway he dances. And you wanna dance, too. Your assigned role is to be yourself, pretty much, as long as you're good at everything. Don't act too too happy to see him, all right?

OR... you're the wild Park Jimin and you stumble gaily forward into a whole new life and you see the biggest pair of doe eyes you have ever seen... and he's the got-damned maknae. Kid's a prodigy. From Busan. He's a complete turd 90% of the time, and your JOB is to play the gay buff boy who adores him and gets routinely rejected. OH SWEET JESUS WHY.

LORDT. You see where this is going. The unattainable baby, far too young to do ANYTHING meaningful with, and in the meantime there are other guys just shirtless wandering around like a whole Min Yoongi exists please excuse me I devolved overnight I apologize anyway where was i?

Taehyung. Oh thank the gods, he's safe anyway. Fun, a little wild, definitely attaches to people. Accidentally brilliant (he didn't even have to audition) and a little eccentric and interesting, and he's a 95 liner - CHINGU! - and they go to the same school and and and. He's savvy - he lost his Daegu satoori immediately to fit in. Asked his friends to take good care of his slightly older hyung. Partner in crime, pretty voice, pretty eyes, a slinky dork of a dude who... maybe doesn't have his sexuality 100% locked down but is well-versed in skinship. Lots of skinship. Lots and lots of skinship. Gonna be a star, that one.

Let the glowups commence right along with the narrative.

They're a marketer's homoerotic slightly underage wet dream.

To be continued...

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itookyoudown · 8 months

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From nothing but time (hard time)!

Tim thinks there's nothing to say about it. Conversation (and action) over with the night. He’d be wrong. Raylan’s head and now shirtless shoulders and naked arms pop up by the side of Tim’s bed. He’s peeled off his shirt and stands there looking at Tim with a smile in his eyes.

“Tim, you want a taste of Kentucky?”

Tim rolls his eyes. And then he closes them. There’s no potential threat in the question. There’s not a snowball’s chance in hell that Raylan’s dick is hard again. Thus no way for the other man to weaponize it. Not yet. Tim’s still got another thirty to forty minutes before he might have to shove off an attempt for a second round.

“Think I’ve had my fill for the night,” Tim declines in a dry, disinterested tone. He knows now what the inside of Raylan’s mouth tastes like.

He hears something tinny open and close. Tim does peek to find out what that’s about. Raylan’s holding out the little box that he keeps his personal effects in. Letters. Snacks. Shit like that.

“They’re butter cake,” he whispers. Raylan is already holding out the tin for Tim to take one. As if he can’t imagine Tim saying no.

Tim squints at him. “You do know it’s candy you’re supposed to lure boys with if you’re looking to get your cock sucked. Cookies? Cakes? Now, this is what witches use as bait for kids they wanna cook up. Unless you're trying to eat me?”

A shit-eating grin stretches out Tim’s lips. God, he loves this. This is the kind of shit that gets him hard. Or it would have, if he hadn’t just shot off three minutes ago. “This is cultural appropriation, Raylan. You’re mixing up unseemly fornication with cannibalism.”

“Eat the fuckin’ cookie, Gutterson.”

Tim’s never had someone threaten him over baked goods before. He keeps his gaze pinned on Raylan’s face as he dips his fingers into the tin box that Raylan’s still holding out. Slow. Careful. He’s wary about this.

“Why you sharing your mama’s cookies?” he asks.

There’s no afterglow in prison, but apparently, there are cookies. Tim shouldn’t take the cookie. For much the same reason he shouldn’t call Raylan Raylan.

There are stories about Raylan. There are so many stories about Raylan. While Tim thought most of them were bullshit…the more he gets to know Raylan, the more he believes there's more truth to them than lie.

And one of those stories that might not be such a tall tale is that Raylan shanked a man for stealing one of the goodies his mother bought in on family day.

“I told her ‘bout you,” Raylan answers nice and easy and with absolute unbidden honesty, “and she told me to share.”

Un-fucking-believable. It’s true. Even murderers still love their mothers.

Ohh yo. Justie i’m glad you asked this one so I can ramble about it quite a bit. This fic’s popularity has always surprised me and I’m still floored by the folks that have reached out to tell me it was one of the fics that drew them into reading more Justified fanfiction or set sail the givenson ship for them.

This was written back in my early days of writing fanfiction for the very first time. I wanted to test out my comfort zone and also give back in some way to the fandom that had given me so much joy, so I hosted a mini prompt fest (Givensongiving) right here on tumblr and invited justies to send me prompts for givenson fics.

You can thank @sublightsleeper for prompting “involuntary arousal + prison sex, gimme that sweet sweet au sauce” and thus this fic was born.

It was hugely inspired by the prison scenes in Justified and other shows such as Oz, Orange is the New Black, and a lot of nonfiction books + documentaries I’ve read over the years about the USA prison system.

When I thought about how to put Raylan and Tim in a prison setting, I immediately went with the idea that they both ended up as inmates. I think I briefly considered the idea that they were both guards. Or even doing guard/inmate, but I didn’t really get any noncon or darkfic inspiration from the prompt. Besides, I did want to preserve the equal footing they have had on the show with each other and I was drawn to painting a friendly/comforting connection between them as they're locked up.

Once I knew I wanted to do inmate/inmate, there was zero question on HOW Raylan and Tim would end up in prison: they’d be there for murdering their fathers.

I can clearly remember thinking about how Raylan would have killed Arlo and had this thought: “what if Raylan killed Arlo with a baseball bat? That’d be hot…but also horrifying for him so let’s explore that”. It felt really fitting to me to have Raylan kill Arlo in such a “personal” way (close and personal and frantic and messy) and Tim to kill his father in an “impersonal” way (cold and distant with a gun and utilizing military tactics).

ANYWAYS. Sorry for all the background rambling onto rambling about this specific bit!

This whole exchange was really meant to highlight the different ways that Raylan and Tim have learned how to survive prison and the effect it’s had on their ability to make connections with others and how to navigate relationships.

Prison has hardened Tim. He’s closed himself off behind a very high wall to protect both his emotions and also physically safeguard himself. He’s always looking out for an angle that someone might use to hurt him. In this case, when Tim worries about Raylan trying to initiate more sex, this is Tim being painfully aware that his cellmate could regard his agreement with consenting to sex this time as consenting to sex always.

Earlier in this fic I implied that Tim is a survivor of incest & SA, so it was important to me that I circle around to that reveal again and have Tim anticipating this violence (and have him ready to defend himself)…but having him do it in a very Tim-like way. His casual acceptance of the possibility of it was really meant to highlight the horror of what’s happened to him in the past.

I also feel like the cold, factual, and slightly paranoid way that Tim reacts to Raylan in the immediate aftermath of their sexual encounter was a good contrast to Raylan’s more lighthearted approach as well. Tim hasn’t done as much time as Raylan and Tim got to live life a little before being locked up. And because of that I think Tim’s viewpoint of what they’ve done is more practical – he’s in prison and cut off from the outside world, he’s making due with what and who is available to him. He’s touch starved and knows it and so seeks friendly hands for a few minutes of respite without expecting anything beyond that.

“They’re butter cake,” he whispers. Raylan is already holding out the tin for Tim to take one. As if he can’t imagine Tim saying no.

You have no idea how long I spent researching “traditional kentucky desserts” and “popular kentucky desserts” before I settled on butter cake cookies lol. I really wanted it to be something simple but distinct, something that Frances would actually bake and she’d be able to take into prison for Raylan.

This was also, once again, Tim making implications about his past and being purposefully offensive about it because he likes to tell his little jokes as his primary coping mechanism.

Compared to Tim, it was my goal to make Raylan…I don’t want to call him soft, even though his behavior is obviously softer when you compare it to Tim’s. Raylan is still a very violent and angry man in this fic. His murder of Arlo sent him to prison and him assaulting and murdering other inmates has ensured he’ll be a lifer. He’s also still a smooth talker and likes to tell others what to do (hence him telling Tim to eat the fucking cookie).

However, I did want to draw attention to the fact that Raylan has spent more of his life inside of prison than outside of it. He went in while he was still a teenager. He’s never known the outside world in an adult way, so there’s absolutely a childish edge to him and a degree of innocence in the way he tries to grow closer to Tim.

And I did want to make it clear that despite Raylan’s charm and the fact that he’s over 40 years old in this, he’s emotionally underdeveloped and has a much more rosy view. He is very much experiencing A Big Crush on his new cellmate (and is over the moon that the newest boy on the block likes him best) and is treating their time together as if they’re “dating”. He’s also obeying his mama’s advice on how to treat Tim because yes this is also sneaky Raylan is a mama’s boy propaganda fic.

As an aside, I loved including Frances even if she’s in the background. It felt so good to write at least one AU where Frances survived Arlo even if that meant she lost Raylan to prison. She got to live!!

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callsign-phoenix · 2 years

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I wrote this for a lovey anon, I hope you like it!

It is a Phoenix x female!reader x Bob imagine.

Your callsign in this is ‘Boxer’, thank you to @hederasgarden for proofreading and moral support!

Warnings: the tiniest bit of smut

You couldn’t quite determine how close Phoenix and her WSO Bob were, but they seemed to get along very well.

Ever since you had been asked back to Top Gun and started working on a mission with Captain Mitchell, the two aviators caught your eye immediately.

You were trying to be professional, but whenever the two of them were in a room with you you couldn’t help but glance at them often.

You knew that they were both extraordinary aviators but in the few less formal interactions you had with them both of them seemed rather timid yet fun to be around.

You liked shy guys so Bob was definitely your type and while Phoenix seemed taken aback whenever she talked to you she seemed like a fighter and like she wouldn’t back down from a fight, which also was your type.

You needed to constantly remind yourself that they were technically your subordinates, which in your mind made it impossible to ask either of them out.

While you liked both men and women, you had never been good at maintaining relationships before, which was another reason why you didn’t want to think about the possibility of asking either of them out or who you’d choose if you decided to.

That was until you started receiving gifts, most often two at a time, at the door to your office or on your desk as well.

You had a wonderful time with the aviators team before at the beach, thanks to the ingenious idea of Captain Mitchell.

He had suggested to spend some time and make it a bonding experience for the young aviators to build up trust for the upcoming mission, and while it was unorthodox you had immediately agreed.

Mitchell’s idea of dogfight football had all of you hot and sweaty after a few minutes and while all of the shirtless men were a sight to see, your eyes were drawn to your two favourite aviators.

Phoenix also discarded her shirt leaving her only in a black sports bra and shorts, which had you breathless and distracted every time you caught a glimpse of her.

Bob also caught your eye often but he was far more modest than the others, keeping his shirt on through the game and making you fall for him even more because of it.

You had been lucky that the two of them were on your team and you had the chance to interact with them personally, you instinctively took the role of team leader on as you bossed them around, receiving small smiles from both of them and shared glances between them that you didn’t notice.

After that day you had started receiving gifts, single flowers or small bouquets, drawings of yourself that were done in beautiful detail or small origami pieces in the shapes of small boxer dogs, your callsign.

Whoever made the effort to do this had obviously taken the time to get to know you well enough to know the origin story of your callsign, which was to be explained by your love for dogs and the fact that boxers were dangerous, just like you.

The presents were dropped off at irregular intervals so it was impossible to catch whoever left them in the act, but the way both Phoenix and Bob watched you whenever they saw you holding your newest gift told you all you needed to know.

After receiving another small but definitely not cheap looking bouquet of wildflowers, you decided it was time to ask them to come to you for a talk.

You didn’t know what they were doing exactly, if they were competing for your attention or not but they seemed too close for that, which just didn’t make sense to you.

After finishing the mission, which had been much more challenging for you than usual because you were emotionally involved through them you decided to ask them to your office one final time.

The moment they stepped into your office and closed the door behind them you were nervous, but you were supposed to be level headed as their superior after all.

“While I have to say I’m flattered by your attention I can’t see the sense in it. You already flew the mission, there’s no reason for bribery anymore,” you told them carefully, but when Phoenix and Bob only shared a gentle chuckle at your comment you slowly realised that your initial interpretation of their presents had been right.

You waited for their answer nevertheless, watching them carefully until Phoenix stepped forward.

“Actually, ma’am, that’s not the reason why we’ve been leaving those,” she addressed you with the word that made goosebumps rise on your skin when it came out of her mouth.

“The two of us, we both… like you,” she told you with a glance at Bob, who encouraged her by nodding timidly.

You were still trying to process the newfound information and a small silence fell over the room.

You didn’t say anything until Bob spoke up, stepping next to Phoenix as he did so.

“We kinda thought you could go on a date with us both if you want. Together,” he suggested.

After your initial shock you couldn’t believe your luck, a smile steadily broadened on your face.

You were grinning when you spoke up, nodding as you watched them looking visibly relieved as well.

“I’ll see you tonight at 21:00 at the Hard Deck then, Lieutenants,” you said, receiving broad smiles and nods from both.

You couldn’t decide which facial expressions you preferred, hers or his, because while Phoenix looked smug and proud of herself, Bob seemed utterly relieved and joyful.

You made sure to look exceptionally good that evening, making an effort with your clothes, hair and makeup choice.

When you entered the Hard Deck a minute before 9 pm you found both Bob and Phoenix sitting at the bar, beer in hand, motioning for you to join them.

You were in awe of the way Bob managed to look even more composed than the usual meticulous look he had and you were breathless when you saw Phoenix in shorts and her hair down, framing her already beautiful face to perfection.

You were excited to see them both and they ordered you a drink on Bob’s tab, saying that next time it would be Phoenix’s turn to pay.

The date went well and all of you enjoyed yourselves, drinking, talking and joking together as the evening progressed.

You had started out sitting next to Phoenix but as time went by you found yourself sitting in between the two of them, with you capturing both their attention entirely.

You were talking happily when Phoenix’s hand came to rest on your thigh while Bob leaned in towards you without touching you.

He was close enough to you that you could feel his breath on the skin of your shoulder and neck and it made you slightly dizzy.

Phoenix’s hand was carefully caressing your thigh, not too daunting but prominent enough to make you breath catch in your throat.

You tried not to let that deter your from your usually collected demeanor as you fought to keep the upper hand, you could feel the heat rising in your cheeks so you came up with a suggestion.

“Let’s go to my place,” you offered, looking at Bob who blushed at the way those words could be interpreted.

“I’ve got beer at home, plus it’d grant us a little more privacy,” you added, receiving a mischievous smile from Phoenix.

She was the first to stand up, pulling you with her by slipping her hand in yours while Bob was left to follow closely behind.

You almost made it out of the bar when you heard one of the other recruits speak up, speaking loudly so it could be heard over the chatter of other people.

“You two and the boss? Nice,” your slightly drunk and oh so charming subordinate praised Phoenix’s and Bob’s apparent win, making you chuckle at his audacity.

Phoenix simply rolled her eyes and pulled you with her, making your way to your car and home.

The drive was spent in anticipation as her hand roamed your thigh, growing more adventurous as she watched how you tried to concentrate on driving.

Bob had taken his usual seat in the back while Phoenix sat beside you, all of you wanting the drive to end.

When it did you made your way to the front door with your keys in hand, surprising yourself by managing to open it on the first try, even with the blood pumping through your head.

You chose to act first as you turned around to kiss Bob on the lips, drawing him closer by putting your arms around his neck.

He was caught off guard but immediately kissed back, letting out a little grunt in surprise while you felt Phoenix step towards you, her hand starting to roam your back in encouragement.

You were quick to pull them into your bedroom that you had cleaned in anticipation of something like this happening, gently but firmly pushing Bob to sit on the edge of your bed and breaking your kiss.

You turned to face Phoenix who smirked at you as you pulled her towards you by her hips.

You were sure Phoenix could be more dominant if she wanted to but she seemed happy letting you lead her as your lips met.

When you pulled away you shot both of them a grin as you pulled your shirt over your head, giving them a great view of your lace bra.

“Now, let me tell you how this is going to go,” you tell them both, rewarded by their eager grins.

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paalove · 2 years

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But (prompt, if you're inspired) how about GramBlack "didn't know we were dating" trope? I don't know if it'd work, but since Black doesn't look like one who talks about his feelings, and since we see that Gram is very tactile with Black (and he's the only one. I can't imagine anyone else touching Black's head without getting punched), how about Black thinking they are dating and Gram not knowing it? But like, pls let them talk about it and solve it, I like them happy <3 thanks so much!!!

HIIII thanks so much for this prompt that you sent *checks notes* three hundred and seventy years ago, sorry it took so long to get to 😭

this is chapter one of two, will go up on ao3 once chapter 2 is done oops

...

Sitting on his brother’s bed, White picks up the most incongruous thing from his bedside table and looks at it inquisitively. When he turns back to Black with a raised eyebrow, Black grabs the toy motorbike from his hands and puts it back.

“Shut up,” he says.

White didn’t say anything, but he keeps looking at Black. If he hadn’t already known there was something up with it, he would now.

“A present,” Black tells him.

Interesting.

“Shut up, White.”

White still hasn’t said anything. He looks around the apartment, still sitting on the bed, because there might be more clues to the giver of this gift. Black’s shifting on his feet when White looks back at him.

“Nothing else here looks like a present,” he notes. “Is it from mae?”

With a glare, Black bites out, “You know it isn’t.”

Nodding, White hums. Just has to wait him out.

The clock ticks on the wall.

White examines his own fingernails, like he even knows what to look for in his cuticles. He thinks his hands are pretty nicely kept.

“It’s from my faen,” Black eventually admits.

That makes White smile, because he’s embarrassed enough that this has to be someone he feels strongly about; he says, “You’re dating someone? Tell me about them.”

“No.”

He shuffles backwards on the bed, sitting cross-legged, and pats the space next to him while wheedling, “Phi… do you not want me to embarrass you in front of them?”

“He’s the one who’ll embarrass me,” Black mutters, obeying White’s silent command and coming to sit beside him. “You know I’m not embarrassed of you, stop it.”

White does know – he’s doubted just about everything in his life these past couple of months, but he’s never doubted Black’s care for him. It’s that care that had Black pick him up from the airport and bring him to his technically-one-person apartment, after all, despite White’s reminder that he can afford a hotel room.

But that does mean he’s being difficult for no reason, so White says, “Why else won’t you let me meet anyone you know?”

“If I introduce you to him, will you stop asking about everyone else?”

White smiles but has to admit, “Probably not.”

“Well, you aren’t meeting the rest of them.”

…

“Is this a bullet shell?”

Black turns back, grabs White’s arm, and pulls him away from the table he’d been examining. It’s like having a cat – he’s always getting into shit he shouldn’t be. Really, Black isn’t sure why he’s brought White to the garage at all, but here they stand.

He’s managed to keep up one of his promises to himself, at least, because he’s dropped by when Gumpa’s giving Gram some solo training at boxing. No fucking way is White meeting Yok or Sean.

“There,” he points to the training area.

Gram’s shirtless and attempting to dodge the same strike he’s been having trouble with for a week now. Gumpa… may or may not be wearing a shirt.

(Black’s been accused of tunnel vision before.)

As he watches, cataloguing a few areas for critique absently while devoting most of his brain power to Gram’s chest, White’s got a question.

“Which one?”

“The hot one,” he says, which is fucking embarrassing but he hasn’t got a lot of brain power left over for the conversation; it’s also not a lie.

White disagrees, “They’re both hot. Blond or brunet?”

“Shut your fucking mouth,” he answers, revolted at the thought that Gumpa might- no. Grudgingly, he clarifies, “Blond.”

With a hum, White answers, “Nice choice. How did you two-“

He’s cut off when Black pinches his elbow – they’ve been spotted, and Gumpa cuts off the spar to bring Gram over.

“This must be White,” he greets, and they probably exchange introductions while Black stares at Gram’s split lip and the blood in his grin.

“Hey Gram,” he says, intelligently.

Gram licks his lips and says, “Thought you weren’t bringing your brother around?”

“So did I.”

As Gram’s laughing warmly, eyes crinkled, the other two turn back to them and Black remembers – right, they’re here for an introduction.

“This is Gram.”

There, that’s enough, right?

White smilingly says, “It’s nice to meet you, Gram. I’ve heard a lot about you,” so it must be enough of an introduction to count.

He feels like he’s run a fucking race for some reason – maybe it’s the whole ‘introducing Gram to the family’ thing, because his mother had been out of his life by the time they started, so he’d never really expected to be doing this, but it makes him feel all… warm, and shit, the way they’re smiling at each other.

Happiness never lasts – the sound of engines arriving outside makes Black realise he’s made an error in his timing.

“White,” he interrupts their conversation, “We need to go-“

Too late.

Sean and Yok enter.

…

The atmosphere around the table is tense.

It shouldn’t be – even Sean and Black don’t normally fight when there’s takeout and beer available, but the situation is a weird one. Gram hadn’t actually realised until the others arrived that they didn’t know about White, but Yok’s exaggerated reaction had made that clear enough.

He’s flattered to be the only one Black trusted as much as Gumpa. Flattered and hopeful that maybe, one day…

Anyway, the atmosphere is tense.

One reason among many that Gram shouldn’t ask, shouldn’t bring it up, but he’s only a man, okay? He hasn’t seen Black much for the past week, and he’s at least known it was because of the brother, but it doesn’t seem like White’s leaving Black’s place any time soon, and… Gram sighs.

Looking to Black’s other side, he sees what Black’s intent on staring at – White’s having a stilted, innocuous conversation with Gumpa while the others make their way through most of the food.

He nudges Black and says, “Hey, can I ask…”

“Huh?” is Black’s only reply, still staring at White.

So he nudges Black again until he turns around.

“What?”

It’s stupid to ask, “With White around, will it be weird for us to,” he gestures between them with a flapping hand so he doesn’t have to say make out on your bed for hours at a time, hoping that Black – smart, good-at-communicating Black – will be able to read it.

He watches Black’s jaw twitch and hopes he hasn’t just talked himself out of that whole arrangement of theirs.

It had been a surprise, the first time – they’d been studying in his room, Gram lying on the bed and saying something he can’t remember, taking his shirt off, and when it was on the floor Black suddenly wasn’t anymore, instead being on the bed straddling Gram’s chest. All the words had drained from his brain as he tried to remember anything that wasn’t how unexpectedly hot that was of Black, and then Black’s lips had been on his, and-

“You’ve still got a room,” Black replies. “And White knows about us.”

With that, Black turns back to stare at his little brother some more. He gives Sean a warning growl; when had Sean started talking to White? He looks guilty and White confused, which is a feeling Gram also has. What the fuck?

He doesn’t know how to reply – why would Black have mentioned their arrangement to White at all? It’s not something they’ve even talked about before.

…

As Black drags Sean away to ‘spar’, Yok silently wishes him luck. It’s his own fault for playing up the flirting after Black noticed, though, so he doesn’t feel too bad.

Gumpa’s off to referee, and Yok says, “You guys want to watch?”

“No,” Gram says quickly, “Why would I want to do that?”

He shrugs; it was just an option.

“You don’t like to watch him fight?” White asks.

That looks like it makes Gram panic, but Yok can’t think of why. It’s better to watch Black fight than be the one he’s fighting, the guy’s a fucking beast… but now that he thinks about it, he’s a bit more gentle when he spars Gram, isn’t he? Yok can’t see why that would make watching any worse, though.

But Gram’s shaking his head and White is humming like that’s an interesting answer, already moving on to his next question.

“How long have you been together?”

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bungakusyoujo · 1 year

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Zettai Karen Children final thoughts

I read the entirety of the manga in about three weeks, and enjoyed it very much. It’s been a while since I last read a manga that was so consistently high-quality (for the most part, at least). I have a few minor complaints, but overall, this was unexpectedly a very well-written, captivating story.

The good:

The art. It starts off as simple "retro" style, but considering that the manga ran for over 15 years, it's not surprising that it eventually evolved into something much more polished and impressive. Comparing the first chapters to the later ones, I still think both styles are good-looking and distinctive.

The manga is obviously very long and depicts the main cast in three major stages of their lives, yet there are no actual time skips. You watch the characters grow in real time, which allows for very natural development.

Another thing I liked is the pacing, particularly how the plot is comprised of smaller independent stories which are marked by common titles. While the overarching story arc definitely exists, dividing it in such a manner keeps the story digestible and not overly info heavy per chapter. (This is less prevalent in the final story arc, which I will address later.)

The characters. Almost every single one of them is likeable, believable and interesting; their psychology also feels very convincing, particularly the depictions of trauma. The main cast is charismatic and nicely developed, while side characters stay relevant throughout the story. The author often draws from known tropes and archetypes, but still manages to give his characters distinguishing qualities that make them stand out.

The comedy. It’s not easy to make me giggle, let alone laugh out loud, but this manga did both on frequent occasions.

The fanservice is not too much in your face and doesn't distract from what's happening. Most of it is focused on female characters, but it’s also worth noting that the manga doesn’t shy away from showing shirtless men.

The bad:

Towards the end of the manga I noticed an increasing amount of repeated panels, namely closeup panels being copied from other bigger panels. They appeared up to a few times per chapter, which I don't think should be happening to this extent (or at all, preferably), though I can imagine the reasons why the author resorted to that solution (deadlines, most likely).

Spin-off characters (Andy and Yuugiri) received really weird treatment. Their mother story, "the UNLIMITED", requires no prior knowledge of the ZKC manga, yet if someone was to read the last arc without watching "the UNLIMITED" first, I feel like they'd be very confused with the Blue Star Foundation. It gets even worse that the organisation and its members have very little impact on the manga story, which is SUCH A SHAME. It could have been a great opportunity to expand on these characters after rather poor development they received in the spin-off (yes, they were main characters and I still feel like they got nerfed by a bad script). The Foundation should have their own IMPACTFUL story arc. If you aren't going to do that, why put them in the manga in the first place? They contributed nothing. (Let me guess, Andy was a very popular character as reflected by the popularity polls, so they wanted to spike up the sales?)

Related to what I said earlier about the pacing, the final arc suffers from changing the formula at some point. It drags for too long before we finally get to the bad guy. If the main villain is supposed to feel threatening, we should have more story related to him than just a few glimpses (it was well executed in the second arc where Gilliam had enough screentime to be interesting, but for some reason the final arc neglected him in favour of having him brainwash everyone, so most of the time is spent on fighting the brainwashed allies instead of the actual enemy).

That one time every main character got a nice summary of their role while Aoi got reduced to having small boobs. Yeah, I didn't enjoy that part.

#zettai karen children

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matan4il · 2 years

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OK I hope this ramble makes sense. If it doesn't just delete it lol. But do you think there is any deeper meaning into the fact we haven't seen Buck shirtless since S2 but we have seen Eddie multiple times. But the reason I noticed more is because to me it seemed like Eddie and Ana and Buck and Taylor were portrayed in 2 different lights.

Like Eddie and Anna were very chaste and boring. Every time we recently saw Eddie shirtless it was never even around Ana. Definitely no getting caught like Shannon and he did. Even though there was dysfunction there you could tell he was sexually attracted to her.

But Buck and Taylor were very sexy. The way they had him pick her up in the bathroom. We even saw them in bed but he was dressed the whole time. And Oliver loves him a thirst trap so we know he's not against it.

Maybe I just want to see Buck shirtless again and I am pouting. But I also feel like yes the writers and producers always knew these relationships had an expiration date and choose to portray them a certain way and are they waiting to give me a Buck shirtless shot to make it a moment.

I'm like you I don't dabble in reaching far because it's disappointing. But I would send cookies to the writers if they made it Eddie having his oohh moment because he looks over and sees Buck pulling his shirt off and we all get to experience it together. Bring shirtless Buck back for science!

Hi Nonnie! Rest assured, I never delete anything. I may not get a certain ask, or it might take me a moment to reply to it, but if I got an ask, I will respond! *hugs*

Hmmm. I might be wrong, but I think the show tried to imply both couples had (at least on the surface) good sex. The flirty moments Ana and Eddie had in both 408 and 501 implies that to me. Mind you, just because that's what's implied, doesn't mean it was so. I feel like it's been implied that both men just went through the motions in order to maintain their r/s, and for both it seemingly was a good sex life (the women didn't appear to have any complaints), though really, they were both miserable with their partners. But they think they need to deliver to keep the r/s going.

Regarding shirtless!Buck, I think we mostly saw him in s1 in relation to his initial promiscuous ways. Then, we also had one scene which required it, because Buck and Abby were about to have phone sex, and since they were regularly speaking on the phone in any case, the shirtlessness was necessary to establish that this was gonna be some sexy times talk. The last scene where we saw Buck shirtless (correct me if I'm forgetting something) was to imply he thought Abby was back in 201, but she wasn't. I do think since then, there was a need to differentiate him from promiscuous!Buck, as well as the fact that the only r/s he's been in since was the one with Taylor. Which yeah, they chose to show us from the get go, in 501, that it wasn't working quite how it should have. It is similar to Eddie, we've seen him shirtless more than once in s5, but never in a sexy context.

Another thing to consider is that while Oliver isn't shy about posting a thirst trap on social media, he might have become nervous over time about being filmed shirtless. It's much easier to take one pic, make sure you like how you look in it, post it, and know you can also delete it immediately, it's a different thing to be walking around for a while scene, and if Ryan is around and isn't shy, it might also be that they're cutting Oliver some slack.

No lie, I would sell a kidney not just to get shirtless Oliver back, but to specifically have a mirror scene for the intro one in 201, where Eddie was stripping down to the soundtrack of "Whatta Man". Can you imagine if that scene were reversed and Eddie would be the one visibly thirsting on screen while the background song spelled it out in no uncertain terms? I WOULD SELL MY KIDNEY I TELL YOU.

Thank you for this ask, and I hope you're having a fantastic day! And yes, that we somehow get shirtless Buck soon... ;) xoxox

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certifiedjaeger · 2 years

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Imagine - Rethinking having kids with them

Characters: Eren, Reiner, Porco, Levi

Warnings: Slight breeding kink - This is mostly just very SFW and fluffy, though ♡

Anonymous asked:

hello! i just recently discovered your blog thru your breeding kink imagine/hc. i loved it so much that i want to send my own request if you don't mind. 👉👈 it's for eren, reiner, porco, zeke and levi. him and their significant other unanimously agreed on not having kids, and then one day she saw a video of a cute baby playing with their dads, and so she suddenly imagined them playing and bonding with her child. but ultimately, she's still adamant on not having kids because, (1/2)

(2/?) as her reason is, she's not sure whether she can fulfill the role, especially with the way and where she grew up wasn't actually child friendly. but since she loves them so much and she fully trusts that they'll be good fathers, she wants to try and conceive, but if it's not meant to be, then that's fine with her as well. also, when she opens up to them, she gets emotional because obviously this is a big deal for her and so it's lowkey taking everything in her to be vulnerable about the

about the topic (3/3) i was literally 3 character short lmao im sorry for the lengthy ask D: and thank you btw!

Notes: Of course I don't mind! And I love this idea, because it's like... really relatable lol Also! I'm so sorry, but I don't write for Zeke, I just don't really know his character that well and feel like I can't do him justice, so I'm only going to do Eren, Reiner, Porco and Levi here, I hope that's okay! With that in mind, @blondeboyfriend has some really great stuff on Zeke, so maybe check them out!! They're the zeke master so I think you'll love their stuff <3 Headcanons are down below, enjoy!

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Eren:

So with Eren, I imagine that you two had already had a conversation previously and had both agreed on not having kids

You had said something along the lines of "I simply don't want to be a mother" and Eren had chimed in casually with, "Well, I wasn't planning on sharing you with anyone, anyways, so..."

Which resulted in you two agreeing that kids weren't going to be a part of your future together

Although, a part of him had always thought that it would be kind of neat to be a dad; he thought that it might be something he was good at. His mind always seemed to conjure up thoughts about how cute your babies would be together and it made him a little sad inside (okay, not sad, but he would definitely let out a little sigh) to think that he'd never see a little baby with your eyes and his hair color. But, it was never really that huge of an issue for him, so he would just quickly turn his mind away from those thoughts

Unknowingly to him, you had said you didn't want to be a mom, not so much because it was a preference, but because you thought you might be bad at it

But when you saw a tiktok where a young dad (with hair very similar to Eren's) was playing with his baby in his lap, smiling at the infant's infectious laughter, your mind couldn't help but wander to thoughts of that being Eren and your baby

You didn't know what to think about the smile that had crept its way onto your face at how cute that visual was and you tried to forget about it, you really tried, but it was all you had thought about for the next week or so...

Eren holding your baby and swaying them back and forth; Eren placing gentle kisses to their forehead and smiling softly while gazing down at his little creation; Eren making little "ow" noises as they yank and pull on his long hair; Eren sleeping shirtless in a pit of pillows (that he built) with your baby sleeping just as gently on his chest, Eren's arms holding them securely as they take a little nap together; Eren playing around with them and making them laugh with that same infectious laughter you had heard in the video that had started this all... the daydreaming seemed to never end

You were beginning to feel really confused, because... you and Eren had decided on not having kids, and yet, here you were, daydreaming about how sweet of a dad he would be, and how you might not be such a terrible mother, either...

When you finally sit down and talk with Eren about the thoughts you've been having and how your thoughts on parenthood might not be as concrete as you originally had thought, he grabs your hand and offers you a gentle smile

"Baby, it's okay to be scared... Don't you think I'm scared, too? I mean, fuck, who knows if I'd be any good at being a dad, either. But if there's one thing I know for certain, it's that if you love that baby even half as much as you love me, they're gonna be the luckiest and happiest kid in the world. Okay, wait... I lied. There's one other thing I know, too... they're also gonna be the cutest fucking baby in the world," he'd add, hoping to get a little smile out of you and feeling particularly victorious when he sees the corners of your mouth lift up. "I mean look at you, sheesh..." He'd lean in to place a soft kiss to your cheek, smiling into the kiss at the thought of a cute little version of you wrapped up in his arms

"Do you- do you really think that we could do this, though...?" you'd add, feeling vulnerable, and yet comforted in how safe he made you feel. You wondered if your future kid would feel this safe in his presence, too, and if they did, well... You knew that they'd grow up to be just okay

"With your kind and caring nature and my strong, protective nature-" he'd flex his muscles, trying to get a laugh out of you, "well, I think we'd be the perfect team." He'd give you one of his familiar charming smiles, while moving closer to you and pulling you onto his lap. "Plus, I think I'd like to see a little version of you running around..." He'd smile to himself, whispering a small, "it'd be pretty cute..."

"What happened to not wanting to share me?" you'd laugh softly, watching him roll his eyes gently

"I can share... just this once."

Reiner:

For Reiner, I imagine that he would be the one having more serious doubts about being a parent

On one hand, I think that he'd want to be a father, but on the other I think that he would be afraid in his ability to parent well

He often found that he couldn't trust himself, so how could he trust himself with a child? Well at least, that was his thinking

And with you being skeptical about becoming a parent yourself, you both had agreed to not having kids

Well, that was until one day when you two stumbled upon a little boy who was lost

He had to have been only around six years old and was crying over not being able to find his mom

But Reiner jumped right into action and made it his own mission to help the little guy (he even bent down to his level and used a softer voice as he told him that you two were going to stay with him until you all found "his mommy" God, so cute)

Watching Reiner take charge, and you right there by his side, comforting the little boy, told you both that you might not be so bad at this parenting thing

Reiner had held the boy in his arms and you had rubbed his little back, assuring him that he would soon be reunited with his mom

After you returned him safely to the scared, apologetic lady and started heading back home, you both just kind of looked at each other and smiled

Reiner took your hand in his and placed a gentle kiss to the back of it as you two started walking again, " Well that... felt nice"

You looked up at him, "You were really good with him... you knew exactly how to comfort him"

That earned a little blush from his cheeks - you praised his childcare abilities that he had assumed were nonexistent and it filled him with only warmth and hope for a possible future as a father

"Maybe... maybe, having kids wouldn't be so bad..." he'd whisper, feeling vulnerable for opening that conversation back up again

"Yeah... maybe..." you'd agree, the both of you walking together down the path as thoughts of a future with little ones filled your minds

Porco:

I've always seen Porco as a family man, so I imagine that he'd actually be pretty disappointed when you tell him that you didn't want to have kids

But he loves you so much and can't imagine a life without you in it, that he's willing to compromise by having furry kids (yes, you two have two large labradors thanks to him)

However, he's still a little sad over the idea of never being able to hear the small pitter patter of feet running around his house or the fun of wrestling around with little versions of himself

He also thinks about you carrying his children, all round and plump with his baby in your belly (as well as the idea of being the cause for you in that state *wink wink* hello, Porco literally has the biggest breeding kink, he's secretly obsessed with the idea of fucking his kids into you)

But he loves you more than anything, and like I said, is happy to compromise for the little family you two already have

And you thought you were happy with your little family, as well... well, that was until you went over to Porco's nonna's house and witnessed him playing around with his younger cousins

Picture this... Porco wrestling around with two young boys and throwing them in the air so they land on the couch; little kids holding onto Porco's bicep as he lifts them in the air; Porco gently holding his little 7-month-old cousin in his arms; Porco using a stern voice to scold some of the youngins who were throwing your purse around; Porco coming up behind you to wrap his strong arms around your waist as he watches over his big, crazy family, him laughing softly against your neck as he places a small peck to your skin and watches the wild scene before him

You had always thought that you would be happy living a life with just Porco and your pets, but seeing him like this, seeing how much love and warmth was in the room, you started to rethink your thoughts on having children

You knew that Porco would be an amazing father, like... truly amazing, but you were still a little skeptical about your own ability to parent

But with him by your side, you felt that this was something you could do...

You brought up the topic to him later on that night after you two had left his nonna's house and as much as he tried to hide how excited he was, you could see the little sparkle in his eye and just how much his face lit up at the mention of you two trying to conceive

"But if it doesn't happen, then maybe it isn't meant to be," you add, to which he nods his head rather eagerly, just happy that you both we're going to try

"Of course," he'd kiss you, once on your lips and then another on your cheek, and then another on your other cheek, and then of course he had to add one to the tip of your nose, and before you knew it, he was covering your face in tiny, little grateful kisses

"You're gonna be the best mom, I just know it," he'd add with a smile, starting to trail his kisses from your jawline down to your neck; making them slower, more passionate now

"Porco, this is only if I get pregnant," you'd remind him, laughing as he gently pushes you down against the bed

He'd place one last kiss to your neck, lifting his head ever so slightly as he whispers in your ear, "Baby, make no mistake... I am getting you pregnant tonight"

Levi:

For Levi, I imagine something similar to Reiner where he feels insecure and skeptical about his ability to parent well

Although, he wouldn't be as open about it or quick to share how he's feeling when it comes to experiencing worries over the possibility of being an inadequate parent

Truth be told, he had a tough upbringing and doesn't exactly know what parenting entails, which is why he feels that because of that, along with his often times cold demeanor, he would be a terrible father

When you had come to him and told him you didn't want to have kids, he was secretly really grateful that you were on the same page as him, even if his outward appearance didn't show it

He had simply said, "If that's what you want, then I'm fine with that"

He really gave no inkling toward his own internal thoughts on the matter, but you knew better...

You always knew better when it came to him, even if he tried to keep parts of himself hidden, as was his normal way of doing things

You were always able to get in that little mind of his, though, and could instantly tell when he was either hiding something or feeling down about something specific

All you had done during this conversation, was go up behind him and place your arms around his waist, hugging him closely to your chest and letting out a soft sigh as you whispered, "Not that it matters, but you'd be a good dad"

And it was your little voice in his head uttering those little words that had stayed with him

He seemed to always think about it; at night while trying to sleep, at work when he ought to be focusing; when he was inside of you, seconds away from spilling his cum into you and making you both parents regardless of your previous agreement

"You'd be a good dad."

He wondered if you had meant it or if you were just simply saying it to say it

But nevertheless, it stayed with him

Especially when he witnessed you around other kids, playing with them gently and being so naturally kind and compassionate to their little selves, your words stayed with him; they always seemed to echo in his mind

And he found himself repeating those very words, only to you now as you took his hand in yours, "Not that it matters, but you'd be a good mom."

And your head would whip around softly, feeling shy about his sudden praise and whispering under your breath, "yeah... well, I suppose that doesn't matter now, though"

The turning point for you had been when you witnessed Levi with Erwin's baby (yes, he has a baby here lol i'm the mom ok sorry)

He had been nervous to hold the little guy, feeling afraid that he would do it wrong and would somehow end up hurting them

But after a second or two, he adjusted his arms and was shown to be a complete natural at it

After a while, he was making bottles, and burping the baby (with a little towel over his shoulder, so cute ahhh), and rocking the little guy back and forth, and he even helped with changing diapers, which he somehow was already really good at

But what really convinced you to change your thoughts on parenthood, was the look Levi had as he swayed the baby gently in his arms, watching him sleep wrapped up in the safety of his strong arms... just watching the little guy with this soft, yearning look on his face

And it killed you to see that look...

It was all the proof he needed that he wouldn't be a terrible father and you were right there to tell him that

He had seen you with other kids, and you had listened to his praises surrounding your childcare abilities, and now it was his turn to receive the same treatment, since here he was, a complete natural at caring for an infant with nothing to worry about when it came to being a father

He was soft and kind and nurturing; all of the things that he told himself that he wasn't

And yet, something in him changed as he listened to you tell him that he was, in fact, all of those things

You had told him how sweet it was to watch him with Erwin's son and how easy he had made it look, and in that moment, it had been his turn to blush, even if it was only the tops of his ears that grew slightly pink

"I know you'd be a good dad," you'd whisper, taking his hand in yours

"And I know you'd be a good mom," he'd squeeze your hand lightly, looking down at your hands while the corner of his mouth lifted up ever so slightly

After that night, you two had agreed that you'd give it a shot and would try to conceive, and coincidentally that night, Levi had the sweetest dreams of holding another baby in his arms... only this time they had his dark hair and your beautiful eyes

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natewriteslol · 3 years

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May I request a reaction(?)/headcanon?

(twst boiz }:‑))

Rook, Sebek, Idia, Jack and Azul reacting to a secretly ripped reader.

Explanation!: Reader wears a lot if oversized stuff, lazy af, tends to skip PE classes and etc. You know acting like they're weak and stuff while in reality they're just lazy. For some reason Vargas saw the potential and the true power in reader, so he decided to add them to the team of [insert a really brutal sport or smt]. Everyone r like: "Y?? They weak!" When it's Readers time to enter the game, they take their hoodie off and omG those muscles. I swear someone fainted right on spot. And someone went 🧎🤰 After Absolutely destroying opponents team, they're just like "ok, I did the thing! Now I want my super duper rare chips".

A/N: This is such a creative premise, thank you for sending it!!

MC goes by they/them pronouns :)

Warnings: none except that MC takes off their shirt

Honestly Y/N was known to be one of the most laziest people on campus, so lazy that it even rivaled Leona! Which there has to be some form of intervention for them because it’s just getting out of hand. And while it benefitted in certain situations, such as annoying Grim to actually start moving his lazy ass around the house, or bullies leaving them alone since Y/N couldn’t bother to muster a reaction.

However they continued to skip P.E classes, and just all around not doing anything. So it came to a surprise that when they were called to Vargas’ office.

“Wait. Y/N where are you going?” Ace questioned, as their friend went with their backpack toward the door.

“I got an interview with Vargas for something. Watch Grim for me please, later” they replied relaxed. And while both Deuce and Ace questioned what their friend was going to be interviewed for, the pair just looked at each other, shrugged and went back to their schoolwork.

Once Y/N got to Vargas’ office, they sat on the chair on the other side of his desk. The student gazed at the sports paraphernalia on the walls, before Vargas started talking.

“Well Y/N, I bet you’re wondering why I called to talk to you?” He asked.

“Yup” the student said, keeping their answers short and concise.

“You tend to skip my classes a great amount, and while both you and Grim are enrolled as one student your lack of participation is dropping your grade,” Vargas said while standing up.

Y/N started to feel bad, sure they didn’t really care to participate but they didn’t want to inconvenience Grim.

“But, I will promise you one thing, I can feel the potential in you Y/N!” the man said excitedly, slightly spooking you. “As a man who is incredible person overflowing with talent,” Vargas started,

‘Wowee, pretty narcissistic’ you thought, but then you started to pay attention again.

“I can see greatness within others, it’s almost like my 6th sense. And I can feel it within you. Now all I ask of you Y/N, is that you participate in the Great Dodging Tournament try outs. And I will raise your grade” The older man offered, Vargas really believed in you.

And that really put a smile on your face, “You know what, I’ll do it.”

“Thanks kiddo!” the man boomed with a great smile on his face while ruffling your head.

I mean, if he’s this excited you can try for him.

It was tryouts, Deuce and Ace were a little apprehensive for Y/N to be participating. I mean the Great Dodging Tournament involves one person dodging great magical attacks from the opposite team, in order to get at least one of the balls from the other team. And while you didn’t technically need magical powers to compete, it certainly did help.

“Y/N L/N, you’re up!” It was their turn. Whispers broke out, everyone didn’t understand why they were even allowed to participate.

“Have you even seen them run?” Someone whispered.

The heat was rising despite it being the afternoon, “Damn, I’m getting hot” Y/N says and they start to strip, taking off their oversized shirt.

What came to a great surprise was their physique, incredibly ripped abs. Strong shoulders, back and arms now exposed to everyone.

They did absolutely fantastic for their tryouts, moving across the field with great speed, dodging every single attack and they were able to take 2 out of the 7 balls from the other team. Y/N was excellent, and absolute essential to the Great Dodging Tournament team. Every person was in great shock, they didn’t even break a sweat.

“Alrightie! Now where’s my snacks?” They said, sitting down on the bench.

Rook:

-Oh mon cherie, what have you been hiding from him? ~

-Rook had alot of information on almost everyone at the school, so this definitely came to a shock to him

-A strong advocate for keeping them shirtless all the time

-I mean Y/N lays around all the time, they might as well look good while doing it

-It's just him and Sebek arguing (well it's Sebek who is actually arguing) about what Y/N should do once they come back: Shirt or no shirt?

-He’s very impressed with their strengt and willpower to get that physique

-Very mischievously looks down at Y/N while they complete their audition

-Rook I love you but what are you planning-

Sebek:

-He goes bright red, and starts yelling at Y/N to put a shirt on

-”I-it’s inappropriate for you to be walking around like this! Do you humans not have any shame?!”

-”D-don’t come closer! I don’t want a hug from you!”

-W-what? How could he miss that this mere human held this much power?

-He was incredibly observant (or so he claimed)

-Sebek didn’t know weak, puny humans could possess that type of strength

-If Y/N as a non-magic user were able to obtain this level of power, you were a threat

-Definitely not intimidated by them (he lowkey is intimidated by them)

-While he’s still incredibly opposed to Y/N’s lazy behaviors, he has a newfound respect for them

-Later on he thinks about it more and is marching to their dorm inorder to force them into doing more powerful stuff

-”YOU COULD HAVE GREAT LEVELS OF POWER, JUST WORK YOU LAZY HUMAN!”

-” Naw man, but since you’re up can you get the tv remote? It’s pretty far.”

Idia:

-Of course this happens the one time he goes outside in person!

-Erupts into flames and has a bright ass blush

-Has Ortho calm down his flames with his built in fans

-Idia literally hides inside his hoodie so that no one could notice him

-But I mean it’s kinda hard since at this point he’s looks like a campfire but go off-

-He literally can’t look Y/N in the eyes omg

-Idia tries to talk to them but he just ends up spluttering

-He thought that Y/N had put their shirt back on so he takes his head out of his hoodie and NOPE they still have it off and the cycle of embarrassment repeats

-Idia manages to compliment Y/N, comparing them to a powerful anime character from a show he watched

-The man cannot look at Y/N the same anymore now that he knows what’s under all that baggy clothing

Jack:

-Jack definitely did not see this coming

-Can admit that he is a little flustered (Alot of people teased him since his tail started to wag at the sight of Y/N’s body

-He couldn’t imagine the Y/N he knows doing all of this activity, let alone dodging such powerful magic attacks with this much skill

-They’re a perfect candidate for the team and Jack grows really passionate about you wanting to pursue sports

-Has alot more respect for you

-He will drag Y/N to do a bunch of brutally, active shit with him since the whole “I’m too weak” jig is up

-”Jack pls no”

-”But when you were soaring through the air during Dodging tryouts I heard no complaints. Get your ass up, Y/N”

-While their P.E grade is saved, at what cost?

Azul:

-Azul thought that it was going to be a fun little attempt on Y/N’s part

-Were they joking? I mean he’s never seen them move a muscle for extracurricular activities like sports. Honestly-

-And oh dear oh it’s them shirtless

-Azul is so caught off guard

-He turns away so that Floyd and Jade don’t see his face, but those sneak boys know what’s going on

-”Boss you’re so red!”

-”Ooooh, are you flustered by shrimpy taking off their shirt~”!

-So that’s what you’ve been hiding under your clothing!

-He’s very impressed by your strength, Azul is wondering why you decided to hide it?

-Are you involved in shady business too? Hence why you’re laying low? (Sounds like projection but okay Azul-)

-He’s also thinking about getting you to sign some form of deal so that they can take advantage of your strength (Sorry Y/N)

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thefanbasewhore · 3 years

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Can you do a soulmate Stucky x reader? I feel like you would write that so well, especially how you portrayed bucky in "are you mad at me" was so soft. The soulmate version would be so cute

Summary || Bucky and Steve meet their soulmate, which they had no idea existed.

Warning/content || fluff, a small explicit scene, fighting. Soulmate AU.

Paring || Bucky Barnes x reader x Steve rogers

I got a little carried away, but enjoy ❤️ not edited or beta read but I'm sleepy 😴

Bucky and Steve have had each other from the moment they have met. Imaging their surprise, being two little boys from Brooklyn seeing colors, something the two agreed to hide, pending the time period.

It was different now, a different time. They were accepted and while both of them loved each other, so very much, especially through the mind control, fighting each other, then for each other. They always knew something was missing.

A color, maybe even two, three. A part of them missing but they both collectively came to the conclusion that it was just that. Some missing colors, it happens sometimes.

It happens when they least expect it.

After Thanos, after Tony finally deciding to leave that kind of life behind, buying a small two bedroom house on the outskirts of the city. A home to grow old in, be together for the first time since before the war started but only one thing prevented that.

The house was a disaster, gutted to the foundations, no running water, green moss outside covered the whole house, the lawn completely out of control. For Bucky it was a hard no, it was a dump but the moment Steve fluttered those ridiculously long lashes, how could he say no?

So here they are, sweating on this 90 degree day, putting up new dry wall with no air-conditioning.

"What color should it be?" Steve asks, glancing to his dark haired lover, taking notice of his now shirtless appearance. Bucky let out a sigh, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Maybe we should get all of the walls up first."

Steve clicks his tongue, "I like the color green, like a nice pastel mint green."

"Whatever you want, honey." Bucky wasn't too picky, besides whatever made Steve happy, made him happy.

"Hello?" A sweet, feminine voice came from the kitchen. The doors left open because of the heat, there was nothing much in here anyways.

Steve pulls away from his task, pulling his shirt over his head to wipe his forehead with it. "Come in, we are in the kitchen."

Bucky wasn't too alarmed, Steve had told him previously that he hired a someone to make up the yard, nothing too fancy but the both of them were completely clueless when it came to plants, or gardens period.

"Quite a project you have going on here, Mr. Rogers." No doubt taking in the half gutted house along the way. While they have never met, they spoke on the phone briefly about his wants.

"You have no idea, Hun."

The woman looks around the kitchen first, noticing the freshly painted cabinet, the smell a dead giveaway, half eaten burgers thrown to the side on a small, make shift table with barely enough room to fit.

At first glance towards the man she notices the sharp jawline, defined but soft feature of the blonde as she greets him with a smile which soon drops in confusion as small dots of color appear. Stormy blue eyes with a full beard, Steve's mouth dropping agape as he notices the splirts of color - the missing colors for 106 years finally appear.

Bucky notices the tension in the room, shifting his attention from the wall to Steve, noticing how intensely he's staring, Bucky follows the line of vision and meets sweet eyes.

She's hit with another line of color, different from Steve's but now there's no more gray hue, bright yellows and blues. The outside is suddenly so bright and Bucky mouth drops.

This cannot be happening.

They sit there and stare for what seems like hours.

"I - ugh.." she starts, "What is happening?"

***

Sometimes life just throws curve balls, like finding out that your soulmate or in this cause soulmates are two, one hundred year old super soldiers who have already been in love with each other for over a decade.

The pull is already strong, nature intended for these souls to be together until death due part and honestly Bucky could feel it. With Steve he was used to the urge of wanting to have him close, kiss him every free minute he has but with the woman in front of him, it's new.

He doesn't even know her name, watches the way she nervously flickers from Steve's gaze to his own. She's beautiful.

Strong but delicate features, the curve of her nose is cute, cupid lips are so full... kissable. He can't stop staring, even with Steve and her in the mist of conversation. The make shift table cleared of all prior mess, Buck and Steve have to share a chair, which is quite comical, seeing two giant supersoldier try to share a small, old, dinning room seat.

Bucky's metal fingers twitch, metal plate click and whirl to life as he tights to urge to map her face out with his fingers. His heart is beating so fast, filled with so much... Love? Joy?

No matter how much Steve and Bucky try to hide it.. deep down they always knew, something was missing and in this case, someone.

"You're beautiful." The words catch both her and Steve off guard, Bucky blushes red something terrible but the sweet smile defuses the fire.

Well until she says something back, "You are too."

His whole face is hot and Steve reaches over to affectionately rub the back of his shoulder. Of course Steve was calm, he always is.

He handles things with lots of thought and understanding, while Buck is more hot headed, acts on the moment.

***

"It doesn't feel right." Bucky comments, watching from the window to insure she safely gets into the car. Steve sighs, by the time they're done talking darkness has filled the house. Steve affectionately squeezes the brunette's bicep, pressing a kiss to his hair.

"I know Bucky. This is a lot for her, for us. She needs to take time and reflect on this. She'll come to us when she's ready."

Bucky knows nothing then her name, and love for plants but chews at his bottom lip nervously. She's too far, the bond pulls at his heart strings. Now bonded forever. "What if she never comes back?"

"She will."

***

A few days pass, the kitchen is finally done, new appliances, new china and kitchen fully stocked. Steve is making something for Dinner - it smells amazing while Bucky starts painting the walls of the lifeless living room.

It's bare, not even something to sit on but no doubt with the stamina of two super soldiers it will be done by next week.

The knock on the front door is unexpected, but Bucky replies quickly. "I got it, Stevie!"

He expects some older, much wrinkly neighbor to be complaining about the noise of the nail gone or something this late at night. His mouth drops, a little shocked at the sight of her.

A very formal sitting dress, long and black, dips into a sweetheart neckline, the valley of her breasts easily visible. Hair is thrown into a neat updo, sexy and sleek.

Bucky clears his throat. "Hi." He squeaks out, feeling like a total idiot as he watches her nervously shift her weight from one heel to the other.

"Hi, I was in the area. A wedding for one my clients, thought I'd come say hello." Bucky wants to shake his head in disbelief that something so beautiful, just like Steve is made for him.

The universe sculpted and made two beautiful, breath taking human beings to be his and it's overwhelming. She's so pretty it's alarming.

It was a good excuse, the truth but not the real reason she stopped by. How could she tell them that they have been on her mind none stop? It physically hurts to be away for so long.

"Who is it, Buck?" Steve mumbles, interrupting the thick tension between the two.

"Come in, doll." Bucky's helps her with the jacket that lays over his shoulders, mentioning his head towards the direction of the kitchen, where his other lover is.

Steve is stunned none the less, he at least expected a few more days. Also, feeling much like Bucky, amazed by the radiating beauty.

He decides to play it cool, dimples forming with a breath taking smile. "Do you like spaghetti?"

Hours pass, time moves so fast with conversation, and adding wine to the mix surely didn't help.

The trio once again in the kitchen, but this time each have a chair, a new, more comfortable dinning set.

"You got this done fast. It's beautiful." She comments, "Colors are beautiful, I guess I have you two to thank for that."

Bucky shifts in his seat, the glass of wine is useless but still finds himself sipping from it. Her eyes are red, watery with a slight buzz.

"Do you feel it?" The question has both Bucky and Steve look at each other, watching her teary eyes as she presses a hand to sooth the ache in her chest. "It hurts, it hurts to be away. All week."

"It's normal." Steve answers just above a whisper, his next words make Bucky's bottom lip quiver. "I felt it every day for the last 5 years, Bucky was gone."

Bucky had never thought about it - there hasn't been enough time to. It's only been a month later since the return and it never occurred to him what Steve has gone through.

"Steve.." He starts, tears kiss his waterline as his fingers run through the blonde's hair. "I'm sorry sweetheart, I didn't know, I -."

"Couldn't prevent it Buck. It happened but you're here now and.." Steve turns his attention towards the girl, tears slip past her eyelids. It's for Steve, for Bucky.. all the pain and suffering they've been through. "Hey, don't cry, it's alright beautiful."

It's feels right, despite barely knowing the man, nothing feel more right then being pulled into his chest as a large metal hand comforts her in a different way, rubbing the loose strands of hair as he murmurs. "We've got you now, you're our other half."

***

Months have past from that day. The house is finally done, everything they could have imagined with the additional of an extra tooth brush in the cup that sits on the bathroom sink, a pile of fuzzy blankets at the bottom of the bed and a five year old chocolate lab. Steve didn't mind much, he's always loved dogs, Bucky on the other hand...

"Alright, alright, Maverick." Bucky huffs, grocery bags in hand as the dog excitedly nuzzles his legs, following him throughout the house like it wasn't only an hour ago he's seen him. Once putting the bags down, hears the whine, big brown eyes staring up at him. Bucky sighs, dropping to a knee before petting the pup's head. "Alright you mutt, don't tell anyone about this."

"Too late, pal." Bucky jumps, hearing the amusement in Steve's voice, followed by the giggle of the woman that peers out from behind him. Wrapping her arms around Steve before testing her head against his shoulder.

"Caught you red handed, you love Mav." Bucky grumbles at her words, feeling two smaller hands wrap around his waist as a head falls into his chest. He presses a soft kiss into her hair before taking in the blonde that barely fits through the doorway he leans against.

Bucky's free hand reaches out, mentioning him closer but as she's soon finds herself in the middle of a super soldier sandwich. "Hi, baby." Bucky presses a kiss to the blonde's lips.

"Hi, pal."

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"It's only one mission. That's it, we will be in and out." Steve promises, not liking the way his girls face twist into a worried expression.

Heavy eyes, lower lip sticking out to pout. "What if something happens? If you get hurt? Or if they find you, Bucky?"

"I told you, Hydra is gone, honey." Bucky's large hands sooth over her tight shoulders, pressing soft kisses to the back of her upper traps.

"No. You still have nightmares at least three times a week. This can't be good for you. And you." She turns her attention back towards Steve, "Barely sleep four hours a night. You carry the fault on your shoulders, you don't need anymore. I don't want you two to go."

"We don't have a choice. They were my family once, I owe this to them." Steve didn't miss the way her lips moves to form a snarl, not sparing another glance as she makes a b-line for the stairs.

Bucky sighs, leaning against the wall. "She's going to be mad at us." Rubbing his chest with hopes to ease the burn.

The bond pulls at their hearts, a slow, painful punishment for their actions.

They return two weeks later, tired, just wanting to see their girl. The moment they walk into the house they look at each other with will wild eyes, heart pumping as they fear the worse. The dog, the annoying wiggling tail that would bark is one where to be found, something is wrong.

It's alarming. "Where is that freaking mutt?"

Steve calls her name, but there is no answer. Bucky and him are searching the house, ascending the stairs, opening the bedroom door with a deep sigh of relief.

The stupid dog takes up half of the bed, but is cuddled into his owner. Arm draped around the ball of fur, amount as long as her.

The dog lifts his head, a little tail waggle as Steve stretches his ears, lowering to his knees and laying his top half over the bed to press loud, audible kisses to his ears. "Good boy, protecting our girl while we are gone."

When morning comes she notices the dog is still pressed against her, licking small stripes against her cheeks. "Have to go out, buddy?"

She barely makes it five steps before tripping over two rather large bodies, sleeping on a makeshift bed on the floor. Bucky groans and Steve's eyes flicker open.

"Why are you on the floor?"

"Wanted you to sleep pretty girl. Mav was taking up all the room and you looked like an angel." Bucky hums in agreement despite his eyes being closed.

"Mmm, well it's all free now." It's short, simple but the sarcastic tone has Bucky's eyes flickering to meet his boyfriend's. They both sigh, staring up at the ceiling, knowing it's going to be a long day.

And it is. She's does whatever she can to get away from them, only answers with short replies to the point Bucky can't take it anymore.

"Sweetheart," Bucky tries again but she doesn't acknowledge him, eyes stayed glued to the book. He gets fed up, metal plates click as artificial appendages run over the binding and pull it from her grasp.

"Give it back, James."

He cringes at the name, a displeased frown wears his face. "No, you have to talk to us."

"No."

"You're bring a brat." Bucky starts, watching her expression change from annoyed to anger, wrinkles of frustration pinch between her eyebrows.

"Buck - don't say that to her." Steve comments, it's his fault, he's the one who said yes without confiding in her first.

"She is, it's over with now. She has no right to be this mad."

"No right?" Her chest fills with emotion as a humourless chuckle causes both men to stiffen. "No right? Huh Buck? I sat here for two full weeks, no communication, nothing while the two of you are out there fighting God knows what after you swore, promised you would always be with me. Don't promise me forever if you're just going to throw yourself in danger! You're going to die and leave me, or worse! Both of you will."

No one says a word, only watch as her chest rises and falls with deep, heavy pants despite the tears that rolls past her eyes lashes.

"Honey, I'm sorry -."

"I don't want to hear it James, and you." She turns towards Steve, fire in her soul. "I thought you would understand, more then him, considering it has happened to you."

She leaves the room without another word, Buck turns towards Steve, watching the way he fights the tears that gather. The pain of loosing Bucky is still so fresh, "She's right Buck, we fucked up."

"I know, I know." He mumbles into Steve's shoulder, pulling him close.

***

"You're so good to me, sweet girl." Bucky moans as she shifts her hips against him, the blunt end of his cock hitting the spot inside her that makes her squeal for more.

Large hands squeeze her hips as Steve leans over to find his boyfriend's lips, kissing him through the gasps and whines of their girl's name as she circles her hips around Bucky.

Steve's hands pull at his hair, lips trailing from his lips, down his cheeks before nipping at his jaw.

"How does he feel honey?"

"So good, Stevie." For a second he's in a trance, watching the way her face contours with pleasure and the pain of her third orgasm well on its way.

Steve lays next to Buck, hand wrapping around his own heaviness between his legs as he stokes it, switching between her face of pleasure to Bucky's, who bites his lip to suppress a moan.

It's short lived as hips stutter against her own, coating her walls with his warm cum.

Steve barely gives her time to recover, positioning her on his hands and knees before hovering over her ear and nibbling on it. "My turn, honey."

***

Her hands nervously shake, the kitchen table is all set up, dinner is ready but at the moment she doesn't have an appetite.

Between this morning sickness, the overall change her body is under going, food makes her sick. The opening of the front door makes her sit up straight, sucking in a deep breath.

Two voices conversationing in the hall, "I thought I said for you to lock the door when we leave." Buck is clearly annoyed, it's been a long day but Steve rubs his shoulders, mumbling something incoherent.

Upon entering the kitchen, they both grow worried. Face drained of color, red blotchy eyes with shaky hands.

"Hey, hey." Steve drops to his knees in front of her seat in an instant, hands curling around her wrist as worried steel blue eyes follow his stance, reaching over to stroke her cheek. "What is it? What happened?"

"I'm pregnant." She pauses, "I'm scared, I'm scared. What if someone comes for you? How are we supposed to raise a baby? What if it has the serum, will it ever be safe?"

The questions fill Bucky with dread, how much though put into every sentence, every word is like a new hit of pain to his body but he stays strong. For his girl, he leans forward, wiping the tears away from discolored cheeks. "Everything is going to be fine babydoll, you're going to be fine, our baby is going to be fine."

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xiaosmoon · 3 years

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what tattoos they would have.

feat. childe, diluc, & kaeya.

warnings: none.

childe.

- i imagine him to be the type with a bunch of tattoos littered all over him in a modern au. but realistically? i could see him having a tattoo on his lower left side abdomen. it would be blank inked of his harbinger mask.

- he wouldn't ever show off his tattoo to you intentionally; mostly because he forgets it's even there. it's on the opposite side of his lil peep hole so you would probably never see it unless he's walking around shirtless.

- childe probably doesn't even remember why he got it in the first place. it's not like he's proud of being a harbinger, even though he uses his title to his advantage all the time. ("i am the 11th of the fatui harbingers. that's why. now go, fetch me something to eat.") more so a symbol of who he is. and that he shouldn't forget what he's done to get that position.

- the first time you see the tattoo you're a bit taken back and confused. why get a tattoo of his mask?

the both of you rarely get time to yourselves. with childe always on fatui business and you caught up in your own work, lounging around the house and doing absolutely nothing was a luxury. you were in the kitchen cooking up a lovely meal for childe and yourself. too focusing on deciding which seasoning you should use, the arms that were slowing making their way around your body surprised you. "hello." you smiled, adding paprika to your pot. childe had just gotten out of the shower and his head was resting on your shoulder, wet hair brushing against the crook of your neck. "ugh childe, you're wet." you wiggle out of his embrace and turn around to meet his figure.

"what are you cooking? smells delicious." childe peers into the pot behind you.

your cheeks heated up at the sight of him. shirtless. you were new to this relationship and this was your first ever time seeing him shirtless. you were quite afraid to speak, scared that your words would come out as a jumbled mess.

he looked beautiful like this. wet hair, bright blue eyes, built arms, and- wait. is that a tattoo? making it obvious that you were staring, childe flicked ur head playfully. "like what you see?" you roll your eyes at the cliche saying and turn back to your cooking.

"i like your tattoo." childe smiles at your comment and hops up on the counter next to you. "i got it a few months ago. i honestly forget it's still there sometimes."

"maybe i should get one and we can match!"

"absolutely not."

diluc.

- this man would absolutely have a tattoo of a bird and no one can tell me otherwise. i can see him going for more of a minimal look and would have one on his upper back. it would be a small bird, nothing too noticeable.

- like childe, diluc wouldn't show off his tattoo but for different reasons. partially because he regrets getting it.

- he also tends to forget about it because he can't see it.

- the first time you see his tattoo would be when you both hit the beach.

it was a very hot summer day, so what a better to do than spend it at the beach with your boyfriend? convincing diluc to come with you was no easy task. this man can physically not vacation. even to mention a vacation would send him into panic. "a vacation? now? but there's so much to do; i couldn't possibly pack up and leave. who's going to manage the orders coming in next week? and what about-"

yeah you get the idea.

but when eventually you were able to convince him, diluc was all in. and at the beach there was no way he would wear his daily attire. a heavy coat and covered head to toe? absolutely not. he was laying down next to you in nothing but a pair of swim shorts and you couldn't deny you enjoyed the view. it was rare for you to see diluc without heavy clothing and you definitely wouldn't mind seeing him like this more.

"diluc, do you want me to put sunscreen on you? i'm scared you're going to fry." you ask in a teasing manner. diluc smiles up at you sits up more. "it's alright dear i can do it myself. thank you for reminding me, i'm afraid i really would fry." with his pale ass i wouldn't let him go an hour without reapplying.

rubbing sunscreen all over himself, diluc meets a issue; not being able to get his back. "dear, would you mind?" his sheepish smile tells you what he needs. you motion him to turn his back to you and that's when you see it, his beautiful bird tattoo. you squirt some sunscreen into your hand and immediately start at the tattooed area. "i didnt know you had a tattoo." "hm? oh, i forgot about that thing."

you smile and continue rubbing until you're done. "it's pretty." diluc blushes a little at the comment. "thank you. now turn around, let me get your back."

kaeya.

- this man. this lovely man. if anyone would have a tattoo it would be him. and he wouldn't just have one, no, he would have two. one on the inner upper side of his left forearm, your birthday in roman numerals. the second one right on his boob (couldn't decide which one) of a pavo ocellus constellation and it would be very beautiful.

- i don't know why he got the pavo ocellus one, but he got the one of your birthday cause he loves you and says it's the "best day in the world." he would totally surprise you with it.

- i feel like kaeya is the type to have a meaningful tattoos and would also flaunt them.

- he'll be at the tavern taking to his drinking buddies and just bring up his tattoos. "hey did i ever tell you i got y/n's birthday tattooed on my arm? yeah! look!"

it was the day after your birthday and you were exhausted. amber threw a huge surprise party for you at angel's share and you were dancing and drinking all night, leaving you burnt out the next day.

jean allowed you the day off so you spent it at home, relaxing and writing thank you cards to everyone who brought you gifts. kaeya's gift to you was the prettiest of them all. a beautiful necklace with your favorite flower on it, made of pure diamonds. you weren't one for expensive jewelry but the one who gifted it to you made it worth it.

kaeya came home that evening with the dorkiest smile on his face. his usual sly and flirty demeanor was not present. "y/n, guess whattttt" he dragged out his words plopping next to you on the couch. you were a bit worried, you've never seen kaeya have the expression of a happy child who looks like they just bought all of the candy in the candy shop. "what is it?" you raise a brow at him. he throws out his arm in front of you quickly, making you flinch a bit. it takes a moment for you to see what he was showing you but oh my, what a beautiful tattoo.

it was your birthday. you look back up at him and smile. "that's very cute of you kae. looks like i'll just have to get your birthday on me too!"

his flirty dark smile makes its appearance again. "can i choose where?"

"no."

#i wrote this on my phone it's such a mess #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader

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httpswwwtbhkcom · 3 years

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Helloooo~ can i request nagito X fem!reader who take a lead, like she always protect him or carried him like bride when he sick or injured or...after she being a top when doing seggs(when he cant walk after reader put a toy) sorry^^;...hehehe not really nsfw but i want in romantic ways because i like female be a lead♡♡... i hope you like this idea and i don't mind if you want to make scenario or headcanons... i love reading your post!!♡♡♡

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A/n: Heya! Thank you for requesting! I hope you like this fanfic. I had no clue what to write so I began improvising. Again, thank you for your request! Hope you have a great day!

Thank you for being patient! I was thinking of some scenarios fit for this request (and I got sick- but I think I’m ok now!)

Oh and I almost forgot to tell you, this happens when everyone’s not dead yet and.. Killing game. Yeah. Hope it’s alright for you.

There's also a bonus part-

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Title: “I’ll always be by your side.”

Pairing: Nagito Komaeda x Reader

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Warnings: some grammar errors, (In the bonus part, mentions of bruises and being tied up)

Genre: Fluff, a bit of angst in the bonus part,

Keys:

Y/n- your name,

Reader: Female

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Komaeda yawned as he turned around the bed, his face facing yours. He stared at you with a small smile. “Good morning my hope..” He murmured, giving you a kiss before snuggling you.

You gave a small groan before hugging him a bit tighter. You slowly gained consciousness and opened your eyes. “Good mornin’ Nagito..” You greeted, your tone slightly in a whisper. “Had a good night's sleep?” You asked. You felt him nod as he backed away a bit. “How about you?”

“It’s always a good night when I’m with you.” You answered. Komaeda chuckled before trying to sit up, but failed when you pulled him down to you. “Come on, we got to eat with the others.” He tried to reason, but not resisting your hug.

“Let them.. I don’t care.”

So you and Komaeda stayed like that for a few minutes. When the morning announcement came, you both ignored it and continued to stay in you and Komaeda’s comfort zones.

You were almost drifting to sleep with Komaeda again when...

“Hey Lovebirds! Wake up! The morning announcement was announced a few minutes ago! Get your butts out of the beds and let’s eat!” A male voice shouted from the other side of the door.

“Don’t shout at them Kazuichi! They might be sleeping.” A female voice whisper-yelled at Kazuichi. “Sorry..”

One of the two knocked on the door and the female said “Y/n? Komaeda? Are you there? We’re going to eat and we’d like you two to join.”

“Maybe they-”

“Alright! Alright.. We’re up. We’ll join soon.” You answered.

“Great! We’ll see you both in the restaurant!” The female voice chirped before leaving with Kazuichi.

Komaeda stood up and walked to the closet, and began changing. His back facing you. You looked away for a minute before looking back. He was changing his shirt, now shirtless. You grinned and walked towards Komaeda.

Komaeda heard shuffling from the bed, telling him you're either standing up or just still sleepy. You wrapped your arms around Komaeda and kissed his neck. Komaeda let out a giggle as you continued to kiss his neck playfully.

Soon after, you finally stopped and unwrapped your arms around him, letting him continue to change.

Once he was finally done, you changed your clothes and began walking with Komaeda. Hands intertwined.

You both arrived in the restaurant and were met with Koizumi. “Good morning Y/n! Komaeda! Why were you two late again? Didn’t Byakuya tell you to never be late?” Koizumi greeted as she sat on a chair, you and Komaeda right across her.

“I wanted to sleep in.. Anyways, where are the others?”

“Them? Oh, they left a few minutes ago. After they ate, they just left. Well, Byakuya told me to wait for you guys and tell you not to-”

As you and Koizumi talked, Komaeda slowly ate his food, lovingly staring at you. Seeing as you smile and make cute faces that Komaeda adores so much.

After eating, You, Komaeda, and Koizumi bid goodbyes as Koizumi separated from you and Komaeda, telling you that “I promised that I’d hang out with Hiyoko for the day. See you guys later!”

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You and Komaeda were walking through the beach when you saw a frisbee coming Komaeda’s way. Out of instinct, you pushed Komaeda out of the way. The frisbee avoided Komaeda but hit your arm.

You hissed in pain and held the part of the arm that hurted. Once the pain lessened, you checked the arm to see that nothing bad happened.

Two people, mainly Akane and Nekumaru, ran towards you. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry- uhh.. Woman.?” Akane apologized, forgetting your name. “It’s Y/n..” You deadpanned, temporarily forgetting the pain. Komaeda walked to the frisbee and took it then gave it to Nekumaru, thanking him in return.

“ARE YOU ALRIGHT?” Nekomaru asked loudly, making you slightly flinch at the volume. “I’m alright, I’m alright.” You answered. “WE’RE VERY SORRY WE-”

You interrupted him and exclaimed “It’s fine! Don’t worry. It’s nothing I can’t handle.” You glanced at Komaeda, seeing him next to you, looking at you in worry. “Aight then.. See ya later girly and white haired dude! Sorry!” Akane said before running off, with Nekomaru following behind.

Komaeda gently held the arm that was hit with a frisbee and blamed himself. “Ah I’m so sorry Y/n! My luck’s getting worse. It’s my fault you got hurt. I should’ve gotten hit.”

You took your arm out of Komaeda’s hands and cupped his face. You and Komaeda stared at each other before kissing for a short while. “Komaeda. Don’t blame yourself. Please.”

You pecked his lips again. “Are you hurt?” You asked him. “But I should be the one-”

“Are you hurt, Nagito?” You asked again. He shook his head ‘no’ and you smiled. “Good. I took the hit for you just to protect you Nagito. You almost got hit with a frisbee. I wouldn’t want something bad for you to happen. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Komaeda was silent. He couldn’t open his mouth, but even if he did, Komaeda couldn’t find the words he wanted to tell you. So instead, he hugged you. You hugged back, giving him a little squeeze. “Let’s go back to the dorms and cuddle, yea?”

Komaeda hummed in agreement then yelped as you carried him bridal style to the dorms. Worried, Komaeda asked you if he’s heavy and to put him down if so. “Your light as a feather. Nagito. Don’t worry.”

As you sped up the pace making you jog with you holding Komaeda bridal style. Komaeda looked at you worryingly, so you slowed down a bit to his preferred speed. You and Komaeda laughed happily since you both were having fun.

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You gently placed Komaeda down on the bed with you lying beside him. As you were spooning him (You were the big spoon while he was the small spoon), he began to move a bit then held your hand that was near him then gave it a small kiss.

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You were in your room with Komaeda hugging you from the side as you two were talking to one another. Out of the blue, your stomach growled. Komaeda chuckled as you looked away sheepishly with a blush on your face.

“Are you hungry, Angel? Do you want me to buy some snacks for you?” You nodded embarrassed. Komaeda chuckled again and gave you a kiss on the forehead. “No need to be embarrassed, Y/n. I’m just going to buy food for you.” He said while he sat up from the bed, looking at you.

“Can I come with you?” You asked, hoping you would join.

He shook his head ‘no’ to your dismay. “It’s alright, my hope. I can do this by myself. I don’t want to tire you. You seem tired.” You pouted, a bit disappointed. Komaeda reassured you that he’ll be fine, so you finally agreed. You stopped pouting then rolled over the bed.

“Would you want me to buy your favorite snacks and drink?” Komaeda asked as he was walking towards the door. “Yes please.”

“Alright.. I’ll be back soon, Love.” Komaeda bid goodbye before leaving you all alone in the room.

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You waited for what felt like hours. You kept turning left and right on the bed bored. No one to talk to. Nothing to entertain you. ‘I guess a small nap wouldn’t hurt..’ You thought before slowly drifting off to sleep.

Or that’s what you thought.

You opened your eyes in frustration that you couldn’t sleep either. “Great... Now I can’t sleep. And I'm bored!” You shouted. You slightly jumped when you heard a drop from the roof.

Soon after, more and more rain drops started to fall down and you immediately knew it was raining. You stood up and walked towards the door, opening it and stepping outside the room. The rain was heard louder. You sat on the room floor, and your legs outside. You bring your legs closer to your chest and wrapped your arms around it. Resting your head on your knee, you watched the rain falling from the sky as you waited for Komaeda worryingly.

“Y/n?” You heard faintly. You thought it was your imagination and ignored it. But you heard it again but more clearly. “Y/n!” ‘Komaeda?’ You murmured as you looked around your surroundings confused.

You stared at a figure that was slowly growing in your vision. The more you stared at the figure, the more you recognized the figure as Komaeda. In panic, you immediately went inside the room and found (Coincidentally) an umbrella. You went outside, opened the umbrella, and ran towards Komaeda.

“Nagito! You’re soaked! Hurry, let’s go inside.” You quickly dragged Komaeda inside the room in panic. You made him sit on your bed, not caring if it got wet, and gave him clothes to wear. You looked away and found a blanket while he changed.

Once he was done, you gave him the blanket, which he gratefully took, and wrapped it around himself. While you were placing the wet clothes somewhere, Komaeda said. “Why are you protective? I don’t mind but I don’t deserve it.”

“I don’t want you to get hurt, Nagito. I wouldn’t want you to just.. I love you alright? You worry me sometimes.”

Komaeda softly smiled. He started to stand up but you stopped him before he did. “Sit down. I’ll take care of you.” You took a bath towel and began drying his hair with it. “I love you too, Y/n.”

Your heart fluttered. ‘You’ll be the death of me if you continue being cute! Not like I hate it though...’ You smiled. “Oh. I almost forgot. Here.” Komaeda moved and grabbed a bag and gave it to you. You took it and opened the bag. Inside contained your favorite snacks and drinks.

Your smile widened as you tackled Komaeda to the floor. “Thank you!” You began kissing all over his face. He smiled as he relished the moment. Every time he was near you, he felt bad. He felt like he was inferior. But every time you show your affection, his worries always goes away. He felt safe with you.

Your moment was immediately interrupted when Komaeda sneezed. You gasped, carrying Komaeda to the bed. You went around the room to get anything you needed for Komaeda, medicine, water, etc. Then gave it to Komaeda.

“You could’ve hid under a roof and waited there till the rain ended y’know?” You told him. Komaeda looked at you and smiled. “I know. But I was near here. You saw me remember? Plus, I didn’t want you to starve.”

You looked at him lovingly then gave him a short but passionate kiss, to his dismay and relief.

“Thank you. Love.”

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Bonus:

[Warnings: Komaeda getting tied up by Kazuichi and Nekumaru(This is before the killing game starts- just saying.), mentions of bruises, ]

You were walking around the island without Komaeda. You wanted to hang out with Komaeda but he wasn’t in his dorm. “Where could he be?” You murmured, slightly confused and worried. Is he alright?

You saw Kazuichi walking from the Rocketpunch market with a rope in hand. “Kazuichi!” You called, hoping that he knew where Komaeda was. Kazuichi jumped at someone calling him, clearly surprised. When he noticed you, he immediately put the rope behind his back. “O-oh hey Y/n! Didn’t see you there. Heh. Oh hey, Where’s Komaeda?”

“That’s what I was going to ask you... So you didn’t see him either?” Your smile faltered. “A-ah.. I-I think he might be in the... Uh.. His room! Yeah! Did you check?”

“I did. But he wasn’t there.” You sulked.

“No need to sulk Y/n! He might be somewhere on the island that you haven’t seen yet. The island is huge after all.” That seemed to make you determined again. You nodded then bit him goodbye.

A few minutes had passed when you finally went to the last place you haven’t gone yet, The hotel’s old building. As you went into the dining room, or what you think it is. It was pretty dark, you went near the wall and began finding the light switch. Internally celebrating when you finally found it then flipping it on.

“Oh, you guys are back already- Huh?”

You turned to the source of the sound and gasped. It was-

“Nagito!”

You kneeled in front of him and began untying him from the rope. “Are you alright? What happened? Who did this?” You began asking him questions while checking if he had injuries, to your distress, there were bruises..

“I’m fine, Y/n. Thank you for finding me. I thought I would be here for a while.” He smiled as he took the now loose rope around him and tossed it somewhere. “Who did this to you?” You asked sternly, your face filled with anger.

Komaeda was taken aback by your behaviour. “A-ah. W-well..” He stuttered. “Who did this? Tell me Nagito.”

Komaeda went silent, staring at you innocently and worryingly. You noticed then began taking deep breaths to calm yourself down.

“Ah sorry.. I’m just angry that someone would do this to you.” You apologized.

“Don’t worry, Y/n. It happens sometimes.”

“No it doesn’t.. Rarely. Now please tell me who did this to you.”

“It was Kazuichi and Nekomaru-”

“So it was them huh?” Your face darkened once more. You rounded up your fists when you remembered that Kazuichi was holding a rope earlier. “Y/n. Try to control your anger. Calm down..” Komaeda tried to help you calm down.

“Why? Why did they do this to you? I know you didn’t do anything right?” You asked him, wanting comfort and affirmation from Komaeda. You cupped his face and caressed his cheek while you waited for his answer.

He told you his opinion and that you shouldn't take everything he said seriously because he might be incorrect. Komaeda kissed you then pulled away a minute after. You both rested your forehead against each other as you stared at his eyes, not looking away.

“Thank you, My angel. I don’t know what I could do without you.” Komaeda said.

You sent him a small smile and murmured to his ear “I’ll always be by your side.”.

You then backed away and stood up, giving Komaeda a hand. “Now, let’s treat your bruises now alright?” Komaeda nodded, then took your hand to stand up. He yelped when you carried him bridal style. “Are you alright?” Komaeda nodded again. “Okay, hold on tight. I wouldn’t want you to fall.”

He rested his head on your chest and smiled as he slowly drifted off to sleep. You smiled as you glanced at him.

“Good night Nagito.” You murmured.

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E/n: I hope this was to your liking, My mind went blank when I tried to think of some good scenarios.

Gosh this was like- 2400+ words. Ngl when I read it again, it’s not as bad as I thought.

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