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sojumamii · 13 days

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˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧always a brat ˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧

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summary: no matter how hard he tries,megumi is always gonna be a spoiled brat that hates to share, especially when it's you he's sharing.

tags: megumi x fem/afab! reader, childhood friends to lovers, slight slight angst mostly cute fluff, flustered pining megumi, jealousy (cute), dad gojo, nanami is so cool (derogatory) this is me wanting cute megumi content bc i miss him too much. Honestly I gave a huge backstory about you and megumi's childhood LMAO enjoy

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It wasn't so long ago that a neurotic white haired lanky man showed up at your doorstep, alongside a bored, odd-haired child to explain curses, and the art of jujutsu sorcery.Yadayada some bad people were looking for you because you have a powerful gift yadayada Gojo can help nurture your talents and keep you from being caught by those bad people because he's a big strong guy who supposedly ruined the world (idk the freak kept yapping for so long) yadayada you may or may not die but you'll be helping people, and not have to be around mean family members who think you're weird for seeing scary monsters they don't believe are real. (showed them)

The whole time this child-highjacker was talking you couldn't help but stare at the young boy about your age hiding behind him, not really out of fear but of disinterest, looking like he'd rather be anywhere else.

Gojo catching on concluded his speech and gestured towards Megumi,"Ah! This little handsome punk right here is Megumi Fushiguro another cute stray i've taken under my wing! You're probably about the same age, first grader? Sooo! I'm sure you're gonna be best friends in no time!" he yelled animatedly, smile wide and mischievous.

Megumi scoffed in response, turning and walking away to a nearby car. You gasped at how so blatantly rude he was to your face, your face painted with obvious irritation. At your reaction Gojo chuckled and reached down to ruffle your (h/c) hair presenting you with a thumbs up.

"Don't mind him, I've come learn he's naturally moody, like is that kid really six years old,..but i'm sure he'll come around...I mean he really has no choice as you two will be a team from now on. Anyways! Let's get you two something to eat..y'like kikufuku?!" Shiny blue eyes peaked from round black sunglasses, you simply shrugged and walked with him to the car with your silly little backpack and your new future.

Growing up with Megumi was a slightly mixed bag, but instead of growing irritated of him, he fascinated you. Despite his more shadowy personality, you were rather fond of him right away,finding his hot temperament and need to be serious rather endearing and cute much to his open and endless dismay.

You wondered how this could be someone your age, as Megumi was much more composed than the supposed adult now taking care of you. He was indifferent to both you and Gojo, only ever interacting with his elder step-sister Tsumiki, who urged him to be kinder and more approachable especially since you two were in the same predicament. Megumi would scoff and tell her to leave him alone and that he didn't wanna make friends just because they're stuck together. You never took offense but it would annoy you that you had the decency to be kind but he wasn't discreet with his attitude.

"Right..like I know i'm the adult but it's kind shooting down my pride that this kid doesn't like me yet, i'm not above bribes..." Gojo had whispered to you after you secretly inquired about the other child, having a difficult time adjusting to your new living situation, the young boy's attitude towards you was not welcoming and though you did your best to leave him alone, you would still extend an arm out as gently as possible. Although, you were also not above checking Megumi's attitude which would result in some major clashes that would make Gojo fret over household repairs.

After walking you guys home from school Gojo would figure out what to feed you before training and homework, allowing you to snack as he stressfully lamented over what to feed the three of you. You're all seated at the table with your homework laid out, peckish from a long day of being an elementary aged child. Tsumiki sat primly in her chair sipping on a pink carton of strawberry milk, a staple in the gojo-fushiguro-(l/n) household. Excitedly you ask her if there were anymore boxes of the heavily worshipped beverages left.

She nodded sweetly, soft brown locks swaying,"Yeah (y/n) there's one more left with your name on it!"

You beam happily out of your seat, ready to grab your treat and announce to your guardian that more strawberry milk was to be added to the grocery list. Until...

You fall face first onto the firmness of the tatami mat and hear the rapid stomping of feet fleeing to the cabinet where your sacred treasure lay. Furious you look up at Megumi who was now indifferently drinking the last carton, that you had so openly claimed, a claim that was co-signed and notarized by Tsumiki. The absolute audacity of this bratty spoiled motherfu-

"Meg-" Tsumiki began to scold right before you exploded.

"You bitch!" you shrieked, you hear Tsumiki gasp at your profanity, but your anger was at boiling point with this broom haired kid. Megumi retained his look of indifference which furthered enraged you. Megumi expected you to get mad and yell at him but what he didn't expect was-

"OOF!" Megumi fell backwards roughly on the floor, as you tackled him, strawberry milk carton flying out of his hand, destination unknown. You're on him pulling as harshly as your tiny fists allow on his hair, he yells pushing you back but you're relentless!

"Calm down what's your deal you freak it's just strawberry milk!"

"You tripped me to get it you selfish brat! Even though you knew i wanted it!"

"You obviously didn't want it that bad! Should've been more alert!" he successfully gets you off of him, shoving you to the living room.

"Guys please!" You both ignore Tsumiki

"Ugh! You're such a whiny little bitch!" You lunge at him again with your fist ready,unbeknownst to you there's glowing flames of energy coursing through it,he narrowly evades it by moving his head. Making impact with the sofa, it splits in half, wooden floor below absolutely destroyed.

Megumi grunts in anger, his fist glowing as well ready to make impact with you, quickly you push him off and he blows a hole through the television and the wall behind it. Stubbornly you both make way to each other with powered filled fist ready to collide.

"ENOUGH! What's the matter you two!" Gojo catches both of your fists,pulling you two off the floor, holding the both of you in each hand, he angrily looks back and forth between you and the destroyed living room. "How did this happen! Why are you two trying rip each others' heads off and why is the living room a-oh?"

A lightbulb flickers over him," Well I'll be damned! You two finally managed to produce cursed energy,how exciting!" The older man hugs you both tightly, crushing your lungs.

"Too bad it took you guys trying to kill each other...which reminds me we need to have a little lesson on teamwork, and household construction you absolute demon children!" He gives a preview of your 3 hour long lecture by throwing you two into the hole you just punched in the floor.

After that incident you understood how someone so deceptively calm like Megumi was to be a sorcerer, he was crazy, a an absolute psycho you'd say. Gojo's words from a previous time replay in your mind:

"You have to be a little crazy to handle being jujutsu sorcerer."

Through a lot of exposure therapy, Megumi eventually got used to your presence, and actually began to enjoy it, seeking it even. Once you were both a little older and still around each other, he figured he may as well get along with you. It's not that he didn't like you (anymore) or found you annoying (anymore) he realized he was just used to Tsumiki, and didn't care for any more than that and was surprising to himself very combative to any sort of change. But he was making the effort to fix that immature side of him and be more receptive and open to you and gojo.

Despite that, the more missions you two shadowed, the longer you lived together and went to school, the closer you became and the tighter your bond felt. You became an inseparable pair, hanging out outside of sorcery and schooling, in your rooms, sharing hobbies and tastes in music, constant laughter and smiles were consistently heard and shared between you two. Witnessed fondly by Tsumiki and Gojo who had their own little gossip circle over mochi and tea. Strawberry milk was no longer allowed in the household.

This unshakable bond was like concrete, no matter the circumstances, no matter how terrifying going out on missions became and the atrocities you experienced, you guys relied on each other, minds and hearts in perfect synergy the older you became. Getting to your first year of jujutsu tech was something you both couldn't believe finally came around, now almost 10 years later, and your relationship was still thriving! Yuji and Nobara blending in perfectly to your small shared circle!

But now one person has began to shake that bond and making Megumi's possessive bratty habits rear their ugly head.

It's making Megumi regret coming to this stupid sorcerer school with the stupid handsome suit wearing ex-salarymen sorcerers who have stupid sorcery knowledge and wisdom. Who are stupidly caring and kind with cute quirks like loving bread, fuckin loser (yet megumi hates red bell pepper)

This thought process was pissing him off, and so was the existence of a specific grade 1 sorcerer.

"Nanami is so strong! His ratio technique is so cool!"

"Nanami is helping me with my precision and aim! He's so kind!"

"Nanami is such a gentleman, he tucked me to sleep in the car on the way home from a mission! A sweet handsome guy like him must have no problem getting da-"

"Alright! I get it Nanami is so great and awesome! You know it's a little inappropriate to have a crush on your superiors!" Megumi grumbles as he slams his hand on the table,eyebrows raised at you. What's so great about a guy who wears a suit to exorcise curses? fuckin weirdo

Your eyes widen as a flush takes over your cheeks, "Gumi don't be mean! I don't have a crush on Nanami, I'm just saying how kind he is and how much i've learned from him!" your lips form a pout.

"Really? Then why is your face red? Why are your eyes sparkling when you talk about him?What's the point in calling him handsome if you're not crushing on him! You sound like a love sick school girl!" He bites back.

You raise your brows and cross your arms,"You know your bratty attitude wasn't cute when we were kids and it's definitely not cute now! So what if I admire my mentor or compliment his looks! Yuji's complimented my looks and I don't see you calling him a love sick school girl!"

Internally he's kicking himself, he doesn't understand why hearing about Nanami from you is making him react this way. It feels like someone else is piloting his brain right now (or maybe his six year old self) especially when he utters his next words,"Maybe you should start hanging out with Nanami since he's so cool and special!"

"'You like me or something huh? Can't stand me looking at someone else!"You stand up, fists on the table, you lean your body over to Megumi's side of the table, face to face your (e/c) eyes give him a heated glare.

Now it's Megumi's turn to flush red, breaking his neck to look away from your intimidatingly beautiful eyes, his heart snaps.

"Are you jealous Gumi? Is that it? You want me to look at you only?" You inch closer, calling him out on his bluff.

'WHAT! Oh god.. no no no, awe shit...god damn it what am I thinking, beautiful eyes? I mean she does have beautiful eyes, and she's beauti- oh my god? She asked if I like her? I think that's what this is...heart pumping? Am I jealous of Nanami? Idiot. Why did I have to run my mouth like that? Since when do I lose my cool this bad nowadays?!" Megumi's thoughts race 100 miles per hour, body running hot from the interrogation.

"J-Jel-Jealous? What the hell would I have to be jealous of Nanami for!" His delicately pretty face twisted in confusion and irritation.

"I don't know gumi, how about you enlighten me" You smirk, cornering him like he's a feral possum, he's not getting out of this one unscathed.

He never really got into the specifics of his feelings for you, of course he liked you, or else he wouldn't stick around. You guys were so close it was honestly concerning to others and himself, you were his most treasured person (sacred one would say) He has been through major life experiences, and struggles with you, you grew up together. You had a domestic routine, a result of living together for years, even in the same house you guys slept in each other's rooms (and still do even though the dorms prohibit it) watched tv together, read together, cooked for each other, studied...went on outings... had matching rings ... matching sweaters.. and oh god is he already dating you?

That's not all, his shikigami adored you, you were there when he summoned his first ones, the divine dogs that he appropriately named shiro and kuro, and boy you were so excited to see them, the dogs took an instant liking to your adoration, and eventually you bonded with them they look out for you on missions. As a child that cemented for Megumi that you were someone he held dear and was 100% certain you had truly kind and pure heart if his shikigami were so trusting of you.

Same thing happened with his other shikigami; Nue would nuzzle into you despite his ever growing body whether it was after a successful mission or as soon as it was summoned for training, excited rust colored wings and a happy screech flocked your way. Gama and rabbit escape jumping on your shoulders in greeting or to rest.

When he lost Shiro and Orochi, you made him a pretty silver charm necklace with a snake and pretty white wolf, letting him mourn his fallen companions in the comfort of his bed as he sobbed heart wrenchingly in your arms and expressed his deep appreciation that you allowed him have something of them to carry with him

That memory is specifically one he holds so dearly, he remembers how much you reassured him that it was okay to mourn his shikigami and Yuji and that it wasn't his fault they died, and that this situation shouldn't make him jaded in making bonds with others; reality was that you guys were all still so young so to see one of you die was heartbreaking no matter how normal it was in your world.

looking back he feels that's when he began realizing his feelings ran deeper than initially imagined. It was instinct for him to protect you, comfort you and even just care for you in any way possible. Always making sure you were fed and hydrated, well rested, not overstrained, comforting you when missions you went on without him went awry, carrying you to bed when you fell asleep in the common room at the dormitory, or in the car on the way home.

If it was cold he made sure you had a sweater on before just in case or disregard his coldness by taking off his sweater and tenderly putting it on you (whilst grumbling and nagging for you to bring one, though Megumi would never admit so brazenly he loved seeing you in his clothes, that's his secret to keep.)

From across the way, Yuji and Nobara watch the spectacle going on at your table, it was very rare for you and Megumi to fight, you guys bickered for sure, you all did, but Megumi never lost his cool with you in those instances like he did with them. Usually if you fought it was over very serious things, like injuries on missions, mahoraga... the drawbacks of your technique on your body.. but never a serious argument on something so...stupid? Plus it wasn't in either of your introverted natures to display such a spectacle.

"What are those two screaming at each other about? I could've sworn I heard Fushiguro saying Nanamin's name a few times?" Yuji glances back at Nobara, his brown eyes curious as to what his favorite mentor had to do with your squabble, he takes a handful of fries while Nobara looks directly at her phone to take a photo, oblivious to her lack of fries.

"I'm thinking Fushiguro is jealous that his sweet little (y/n) has her eyes on someone else for once, but for him to throw a tantrum over a harmless crush on a mentor is a level of pathetic I never expected him to be on." Kugisaki stifles her laughter, brushing her auburn hair back, not so subtly eavesdropping on the argument.(not like she could help it, she's nosy plus you guys are hard to ignore right now)

"I could see why someone would for fall for Nanamin! He's a really a gentleman! Strong too! I'd feel threatened too if I was him. But doesn't he know (y/n) really likes him? They're super close like that" The pink haired boy states like it's a simple answer as any. Nobara rolls her eyes, annoyed at the men in her class.

"Fushiguro is emotionally constipated, he may not really understand that he has feelings for her because they've always been close, but because (y/n) is girl she's smarter and knows better! She's trying to get it out of him, twenty bucks says she gets him to confess by the end of today?" Nobara sticks her hand out to Yuji, he smiles a look for determination on his face as he shakes her hand.

"You're on! Twenty bucks says she gets him to confess here and now!" They both nod to seal their deal.

"What are you guys betting on?" A voice in their booth asks. The students squeak as Gojo makes his presence known, his face inquisitive and sly.

"That (y/n) is gonna get Fushiguro to confess his feelings! It's bound to happen!" Itadori explains.

Gojo sniffles at the response, sighing dramatically while putting a hand over his heart,collapsing wordlessly into the booth end face planting on the table, Yuji softly pats his teachers back for comfort,while Kugisaki rolls her eyes at the ridiculous scenes in front of her, she turns back to your table and gasps, phone falling out of her grip.

Gojo and Yuji immediately look up, jaws dropping in shock at the scene in front of them.

Megumi and you were standing away from your table,his hand on your waist, the other holding the side of your face as both your lips were gently pressed together, you on your tippy toes and arms around his neck. They witness the gentleness of the moment, both your eyes full of fondness,and affection as your lips separate. A pretty blush overtakes the atmosphere.

"Oh my babies! They're growing up too fast! One day they're destroying the house and trying to kill each other over strawberry milk then before you know it they're getting married!" Gojo babbles through escalating sobs, accepting the tissues Yuji's offered him and cries into said student's shoulders.

Nobara and Yuji share a questioning look on the qualifications of gojo being a parent and the nature of your childhood, Yuji comforts his sensei again,"Fushiguro and (y/n) are always gonna be your babies gojo! Honestly I'm j-just s-so I'm so proud of Fushiguro being so honest about his feeheeeliiiings" the pinked haired boy chokes through tears, wiping his runny nose on his uniform

Kugisaki looks at the two emotional men in disgust, opting to watch the romantic soap opera in front of her as a live studio audience member, smiling softly to herself, as though she wouldn't be as foolish as her sensei and friend to openly admit it, she was full of pride for you too! You'd been pining over Megumi for forever even though you weren't aware of it and you always described how you used to feel lonely until you met him and no matter what you guys go through you're always there-

"Those two are finally together I can't believe it!! I'm so happy!" the hazel eyed girl joins the huddle of Yuji and Gojo, tears flowing out her eyes. All of this goes ignored and unbeknownst to you and Megumi.

You smile brightly at the black haired boy, playing with the hairs behind his neck,"See Gumi, was that so hard to admit?" You tease him, he grunts, eyes squeezed shut in embarrassed annoyance.

He softly flicks your forehead, an old habit from middle school," Shut up... I didn't really know that's what that was...but now that you're mine, that means no more Nanami talk right? Or anyone that's not me for that matter.." pretty red flush stains his fair skin.

You giggle and kiss his cheek,"Hmmm I don't know Okkutsu is a reaaaaal cutie.." you pretend to ponder tilting your head in thought.

Megumi groans and kisses you again, more confident and stern,"You're an absolute pain."

"Don't worry Gumi you're my only and favorite one. I've always been yours silly." You wink, a pink blush dusting the both of you again. Megumi presses a chaste kiss, holding your hand and grabbing both your bags to get ready to leave for training after your longer than intended lunch, you're interrupted by a deep,polite voice.

"(y/l/n),Fushiguro, my apologies for bothering you both, I just wanted to quickly speak to Miss (y/l/n), here this is research I found on techniques similar to your own and information about its users.. I hope the information is helpful to you in your journey as a sorcerer." Nanami hands you a few books with various note tabs sticking out of them. You stare at it wide eyed, stunned and excited to learn more about your technique... and how much time and effort it took a busy man like Nanami to do...Seriously, what a gentleman...

You bow in appreciation,blush reappearing, "Thank you Nanami, I'm sure this will be very insightful!" the man smiles back and nods,"Of course, be sure to let me know what else you may want to know.That being said I've taken enough of your guys' time, goodbye for now."

Megumi scoffs, irritation palpable at his senior,"Tch. Whatever womanizer."He tugs at your hand and drags you away quickly to the exit and as far away from the dashing gentleman of a sorcerer. Damn...he's good.

As you're walking you smack his shoulder in reprimand,"gumi that was rude! you're always gonna be brat who does whatever he wants!" you're scolding him but it's in between giggles and the most loving soft gaze he's used to seeing in your eyes, now that he knows what it is, it makes him shy. He kisses your face as a distraction to your lecture (fat chance.)

And what could Megumi say, you make him crazy, he's always gonna put his foot down for what's his. He silently kisses the back of your hand like a guilty puppy.

he'll apologize to nanami soon

Taken aback Nanami blinks in confusion,"Womanizer?" he repeats. Megumi's vengeful words replay in his mind, unable to figure out an explanation.

He looks back at Itadori's table when the sound of rambunctious laughter invades the dining hall, confused hazel eyes hidden behind his opaque lenses.

"Why are you laughing?"

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I hope you guys liked my first work on here!! This was written on a whim with no specific outline (explains the inconsequential lore dump as this is one shot or who knows!!) hope you guys love jealous and bratty Megumi. As calm and collected as he is I imagine when hes in love so many emotions come up he doesn't know how to define them or properly communicate them so he says the first thing his brain tells him even when he himself knows rationally its crazy to say or think.

#megumi x reader #fushiguro megumi fluff #megumi fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #jujutsu kaisen megumi #megumi fushiguro #megumi x you #nanami is so cool #dad gojo #jujutsu kaisen imagines #megumi fushiguro imagine #strawberry milk is a religious figure #it was not water into wine

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luveline · 7 months

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hey jade! i loved your vampire!sirius fic it was so cute!! i know it’s not halloween anymore but could you write another one of vampire!sirius with that unphased reader please?

hi lovie!! for u

Sirius pushes you down by the throat, his eyes narrowed and his weight heavy on your stomach. You squirm beneath him, trying to push him off.

"Ow…" You cover his hand. "Not so rough."

"Sorry," he says, hand moving to your shoulder. His apology is genuine, soft as silk, as are his hands where they wander. "I just missed you." He tucks his arm behind your neck and leans in for a hug.

You giggle. "Yeah? Me or my circulatory system?"

"Don't say stuff like that!" He kisses you atop your pulse, the place he so often nibbles. "I missed you."

You grab handfuls of inky hair and hug him back. You can't say you weren't expecting to be taken to bed the moment you got back, but you absolutely thought it would be for a feeding or some weird bloody fun. This is unexpected, but still nice. "You smell nice," you mumble, closing your eyes.

He kisses your neck. His lips travel upward, nothing seductive or smooth about it —this is all clumsy, chaste sweetness, and it's knocking you off kilter. "I don't think you should go away again."

"It was four days."

"Have we been apart four days? Since we met?"

No. You and Sirius have become that irritating weirdo couple that met and immediately fell in love, so to speak. You live in the other's lap, and you have no regrets thus far. It's odd how well you get along, but he's an odd creature, and you're worse if he's to be believed. My little freak never sounded so saccharine.

Even when he pulls up to tower over you and that strange alarm bell in your head begins to ring, your adrenaline spikes, the glint of his sharp fangs and the predatory thinning of his irises activates an innate fight of flight, but in your head? You have no urge to move. It doesn't make any sense. "No," you answer, having almost forgotten. "We haven't."

His cheek is scratchy in your hand. "And look at the consequences. I've been forced to drink from other people and you've taken up a barrage of exciting new boyfriends–"

"Well, I haven't," you say, grinning at him. "You're the only boyfriend for me. I tried, but the supernatural find me so very off-putting. I can't imagine why."

"Oh, you tried?" he asks, dropping his face to dig his nose under your jaw. He kisses you, but you know he's doing that as an afterthought, the nose jabbing his main prerogative.

"Not really." You cup the back of his head. "Are you hungry?"

"Would you stop it? I'm trying to express my love for you and you're desperate to play victim."

"I'm just wondering."

His fang scratches your skin, a graze. The blood it produces wouldn't so much as wet his fingernail, but he licks the wound to seal it and kisses straight up your cheek to the corner of your eye. "Please," he says, relaxing into your hold, "don't go on holiday again. At least for the next century."

"So for the rest of my life?"

Sirius scoffs. "If you think I'd let you die an old crone, you're stupid. You're stuck with me forever." He doesn't sound quite as sweet when he says it like that, a solidness to his declaration that should give you goosebumps. "You belong with me."

It should freak you out. What a strange thing to say. What a weird thing to picture.

"You really don't want me around for my endless buffet?" you ask.

"Don't be stupid. If blood were your most valuable trait I would've drained you the night we met. It's a little bonus for now, and in a few years when you're ready you'll drink some of my blood and be my wife for the rest of time."

You lean back to look at him. "What if I'm ready now?"

He moves to mouth kisses into your soft jaw. "Darling, why rush? You can only get more perfect." He laughs into his kisses, speaks smushed and warm into your skin, "What if I'm ready now?" he repeats, kiss-kiss-kissing. "You aren't scared of anything, are you, my love?"

"I'm certainly not scared of you."

"You might be scared of never eating crisps again though, hmm?"

You think about it. "Alright. In a few years."

"That's my girl."

#sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black x fem!reader #sirius black x you #sirius black x y/n #sirius x reader fluff #sirius black imagine #sirius black fanfiction #sirius black fanfic #sirius black fic #marauders era #marauders #sirius black drabble #sirius black scenario #sirius black oneshot #the marauders #sirius orion black

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zbase1 · 10 months

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zb1's reaction to someone catching them kissing their s/o

genre: fluff

warnings: smooching

author's note: i hope you like it anon! this was a good prompt idea 🙏🏻

jiwoong

— nonchalant and has virtually no reaction

— maybe because he's used to kissing other people in front of cameras with a whole crew team watching too

— he's just a bit annoyed at the person who interrupted you guys

— just wants to get back to kissing you

— "can i help you or something" 😐

zhang hao

— literally flinches and yelps

— he gets startled so easily lmao

— moves away from you so fast you didn't even process someone had walked in on you guys 🏃🏻‍♂️💨

— in denial from the beginning to the end

— "what are you talking about? i definitely wasn't kissing y/n!" 🙅🏻‍♂️

hanbin

— we all know how whenever hanbin is embarrassed, his ears turn red (he's so cute for that omfg)

— so when someone comes walking in on the two of you kissing, the tips of hanbin's ears would get all red and he would be SO flustered

— mentally prepares himself to suffer endless teasing from the other boys

— uses his leader authority to jokingly threaten the person who walked in 😀

— "you didn't see anything. if i hear you bring this up, you're sleeping outside for the night."

matthew

— gets all giggly and blushy 🤭

— "oh no, you caught us!!"

— as soon as the person leaves, matthew goes back to whatever he was doing before

— doesn't let it bother him too much

— because at the end of the day, matthew knows that he's the only one that gets to kiss you 😎

— he finds this whole situation hilarious and laughs about it

taerae

— sooooo shy and flustered he almost passes out 😳

— buries his face in your shoulder because he doesn't want you to see him blushing like crazy

— feels guilty for some reason??? acts like he committed some crime when he didn't 💀

— "i'm sorry......" (like dumbass what are you apologizing for 🤔)

— protect this boy at all costs

— taerae couldn't physically look you in the eyes for a few hours after that awkward incident

ricky

— feels mostly embarrassed, but honestly, also a bit irritated at the sudden intrusion

— tries to play it off cool to preserve his chic image, but is freaking out on the inside 🫣

— suddenly, the rings on his fingers become really really interesting

— distracts himself from the situation by fiddling with the rings

— you can't help but tease him for how cute he was being 😩

— "awww, are you feeling shy ricky?"

— "no most definitely not" (it was a lie)

gyuvin

— he panics and shoves you away, then starts laughing really loudly 💀

— "HAHAHAHA THIS IS SO FUNNY?? I CANT BELIEVE THAT JUST HAPPENED AHAHAHA"

— tries to pretend it didn't happen, but of course the others are going to bring it up, especially ricky

— "hey dude remember that one time-"

— "NO RICKY I DONT REMEMBER"

— blud think he's safe from teasing ⁉️

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viovicugna · 2 years

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Headcanons about the Obey Me brothers (Mammon, Leviathan, Lucifer, Belphagor and Beelzebub)

Mammon

• Mammon does a little dance when he gets excited, mostly after winning something. He calls it 'the Mammon Groove' everyone else calls it cute stupid.

• He talks very loudly and can't always control it, due to ADHD.

• He heckles like ~ kekekeke ~ when he plans a new get-rich-quick scheme. And lets out a bird like scream when he gets scared. That's why no one enjoys watching horror movies with Mammon. It sounds like they're strangling a turkey.

• He picks on his food. Eats little bites from everything in no order. Lucifer tried making him quit because he's very messy while doing it. But it didn't work, has since given up.

• He's really good at mimicking voices, only Lucifer can tell when it's Mammon.

• Mammon will hoard anything shiny under his bed and forget about it. So there's like forks from the year 1469 that he once stole from the Queen or smt.

Leviathan

• Levi doesn't have to blink in his Demon and True Form. His eyes are covered with thin, see through scales, his eyes have a shiny, iridescent look to them because of it.

• He forgets to blink in his Human Form, so his eyes are often irritated and dry. They're constantly reddened and teary due to it. Asmo hates it and forces him to take eye drops. Like literally forces, he holds him down-

• He picks at his skin a lot. MC freaked out when he pealed off a chunck of his arm skin. But no worries, his skin is thick and he has more layers than humans.

• Has a slight lisp because snake.

• Hisses when he's being dramatic. "Levi get up-" "HIZZZZZZZ NO THE SUN! I'M BURNING-"

• Cuddling with him is like doing yoga. He finds a way that his left leg will end up on your shoulder, his right leg wrapped around your left, his left arm around your waist, his right arm around your neck, and his head under your arm-

• His tongue just bleeps often. It just hangs out his mouth while playing games, or when he's sewing. Anytime he's focused.

• Has a split tongue and can do tricks with it (not like that you pervert-). Thought about getting it pierced, but got stuck on where he could even get it pierced and freaked out at the thought of someone having to look in his mouth. What if his breath smells bad, what if he drools, what if his teeth are-

• His fangs in his Demon Form are venomous, but they only work on Demons. Angels get something like blood poisoning from it. And for Humans it's like taking LSD.

Belphagor

• Everything about Belphie is soft, except his tongue. That bitch feels like sand paper. And he uses that as an advantage when MC messes with him. Sadistic fuck (endearment) only laughs at their misery.

• Has the most beautiful lashes you will ever see. Asmo is shaking in his chanel boots (I wanted to put gucci first but Mammons a gucci guy, Asmo so isn't-). Literally so pretty. Has double lashes (two rows).

• On the theme of eyes, his eyes are gorgeous. Uses that to his advantage also. One pity look and you wanna give him your social security number. They're big and always a little droopy with sleepyness. The only one who can deny him is Beel surprisingly.

• Loves laying on grass. It's the perfect sleeping spot for him.

• Have you seen shampooed cows? His hair is always that fluffy. Once went a month without washing it so it just hung flat, straight down. Then the brothers forced him to take a bath.

• Beel and Belphie, flies and cows ya get it-

• When scared he does that thing that goats do where he runs then falls and acts dead. Just that he's a little gremlin who's waiting for the person to get close enough to attack- It doesn't work on his siblings unfortunately. Be warned, if MC goes anywhere near him then they will be dragged down and cuddled to death. Belphie just lays on them so they can't escape.

• Huffs when frustrated, Beel got that from him.

Lucifer

• Lucifer spends a surprising amount of time grooming himself for how busy he is. Barely anyone notices, but he constantly readjusts his cuffs, gloves, hair, etc. Always takes a quick look in the mirror when there is one. Either smirks, because 'of course, everything is perfect' or furrows his brows and tucks an out of place hair back.

• Walks elegantly with long strides. Never seeming to be in a hurry unless it's an emergency.

• Holds his head high. Very intimidating to lower class Demons.

• Lucifer despises to admit that he also makes sounds close to a Peacocks ~ gobble gobble ~. He only does so when someone scares him, you can guess how many times that happens. Once MC startled him because he forgot they were still in his office. After he made that sound he didn't dare look MC in the eyes for the next week.

• He rattles his feathers to impress or intimidate. When MC is near him whilst he's in his Demon or True form you can observe him constantly flexing his wings and spreading them out to catch their attention.

• Affectionately fixes his brothers and MCs appearances when something's out of place. That's why Satan wears his jacket so fucked. Lucifer helped him put it on once, he took the sleeve off again so they had a fight about his sleeve. Had to stick with it from then on, it's a pride (or wrath ig) thing.

• If someone would pick him up never gonna happen his wings go ~ flop flop ~ because his brain is like 'oh okay, we're flying now'. If your MC is super strong please live mt dream and princess cary Luci around.

• He ties MCs shoes and zips up their jackets for them. He used to do that with the brothers, but they always complain that they're not children anymore. Let the dad be a dad goddamit-

Beelzebub

• Give Beel sugar water. Just water with sugar, he will nip on it for the next hour. It's like a drug, but more weed than cocaine. It calms him down and he just goes blank.

• He rubs his hands together as a habit like flies do.

• His standard position is one hand holding the other. He often rubs his thumb over the back of his other hand to calm down. Tries calming MC if they're worried by grasping their hands in his.

• Beel has trouble registering purely white objects. So when MC held a paper infront of his face he just went 😟

• Sometimes his eyes 'glitch' and he sees double. Has a lazy eye prob.

• In his demon form his wings go ~ buzz buzz ~ randomly.

• Insect phobia triggered

• He huffs when angry, a habit he got from Belphie.

• Beel feels naturally drawn to light, so he subconsciously sits closest to the next light source always. That's why he likes standing so close to MC, cuz to them humans glow (personal hc).

• Similar to Levi Beel sometimes forgets to blink. In his demon and true form he has a very thin, irredecant layer of skin covering his eyes. In his demon and true form it kinda looks like his eyes have multiple sections due to it. Kinda like how a fly's eyes look.

• Beel loves the smell of sweat-

• MC just done running from an angry Lucifer or smt idk, just sweaty and Beel's like "You smell good MC 😊"

• He's like a fly fr. You leave your food out for a second turn around, turn back and he's there on your plate-

#obey me #obey me headcanons #om! swd #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphagor #om! beel #om! belphie #om! luci #om! mammon #om! levi

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 7 months

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AITA for needing to know where the cat is before closing a door?

I (25M) moved in with my girlfriend (26F) of two years a few months ago, and things have been going really well up until now. I have pretty bad anxiety that's been managed well enough with medication and therapy, and she's always been very supportive of my mental health, like making jokes she'll ask for no pickles for me, thinks me stuttering while talking to people is cute, etc.

Just over a week ago we adopted her grandmother's cat (4M, his name's Stanley) since she's being moved to a senior care home. She really freaked out at the idea of Stanley going to a shelter, so my girlfriend offered to adopt him so he'd be safe, and we could maybe bring him to visit her sometimes if the care home allowed it. I haven't had a cat since I was a kid, my girlfriend is already friends with him, and her grandmother thought it was a good idea, everyone was happy.

And there's where the problems start. I don't know why, but I'm constantly worried I'm going to lock him in a room or cupboard or something. He's not a very fast cat but he loves finding the darkest most out of the way corner to sleep in, which is usually a wardrobe we leave open, but he tries to squeeze himself anywhere. I can't relax until I see where he is outside of the thing I'm trying to close, as checking inside to verify he isn't in there doesn't work, my brain tells me he snuck in somehow right as I closed the door and I loop around to rechecking it until I go and find him sleeping somewhere else.

Usually my girlfriend laughs it off and assures me he's fine and I'd never lock him in somewhere even by mistake, but its really started to irritate her the past few days. Last night I was looking for him before I could close and turn on the dishwasher, and she just snapped. Yelled that I was being completely ridiculous and wasting time looking for him when I could see he wasn't in there. Before I could say anything back she turned on the dishwasher and it sent me into a panic attack because I still hadn't found Stanley, and I was completely convinced he was in the dishwasher. I couldn't even start calming down until he came in to wait for his dinner, and my girlfriend was making my anxiety worse by continuing to yell at me.

I left to stay at my parent's house after that to calm down properly, and I'm still there this morning (I'm not anxious about leaving Stanley alone with her, she's looked after him prior to us adopting him and I know she wouldn't lock him anywhere). I figured this would be something we'd have to talk about but my girlfriend hasn't answered any of my texts. She's telling other people about this though, since I've gotten messages from friends asking what happened. Some of them (as well as my parents) have assured me what she did was completely out of line, but others told me she's right for trying to help snap me out of my anxiety, and I need to stop being so worried about everything.

I thought she was absolutely the asshole for screaming at me the way she did, but I know it's irrational to think the way I do and I haven't really tried to find ways to stop from doing so. So I don't really know now, AITA for not trying to stop myself thinking like this?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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mamirhodessxox · 3 months

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Hey there, would it be possible to get a cody fic? Length and type of writing is up to you but the prompt is "Cody meets your mom for the first time and is a bit nervous"

(Don't ask me why that came to mind I just imagine him super cute and nervous XD)

Nervous

Black Hair!Cody Rhodes x Fem!Reader

S/N= Sisters Name

M/N= Mothers Name

L/N= Last Name

Y/N= Your Name

Desc: Cody is meeting Y/N’s mother for the first time since their relationship bloomed & he’s feeling just a little bit nervous & is soon reassured.

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Contents: Fluff, Cussing, Y/N’s mom showing off embarrassing childhood pictures, Cody being a sweetheart <3

{~I'm very serious with you guys interacting with my writing!!!! it would make me so happy & excited, the more comments & reposts the more inspiration i have to write :) likes and comments are strongly appreciated so please COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT COMMEENNTTT the more comments the more content <3!!!~}

Cody was rarely ever nervous for anything, but once you two began dating he became nervous to meet your mother especially since that was the only parental figure within your life. Your mother was someone who was never easily impressed, she knew if certain friends were good enough to be your friends or not simply by the vibe they bring to her home. He only spoke with her briefly over a face-time you were having with her over the summer and she seemed like a nice lady but now that the holidays were rolling by she had brought it upon herself to have you two stay over for Christmas and Christmas eve. At first he was more than happy to accept the invitation and even cleared his entire schedule.

But then the months rolled by faster and faster & boom, December 23rd hit and because she lived across town you two decided to take a road trip to her house. The entire car was filled with silence beside his shaking breath and hefty mumbled of “fuck..” at first it was fine but when you had tried taking a nap it became slightly irritating “sweetheart what’s wrong?” Cody turned his head with a flushed red look on his face “I’m fucking terrified to meet your mother doll.” A chuckle rolled from your tongue as he finally confessed as to why he had been freaking out “Cody babe you’ll be fine. You met her before” He shook his head “No I had a brief interaction with her over a screen that’s different baby, She’s making me rethink me choices in life like this tattoo & choice in career and she hasn’t even said anything yet. I’ve heard your stories Y/N.” She laughed shaking her head and run her fingers through his black hair “Baby you’re overthinking it she doesn’t judge off of tattoos relax.”

Cody sighed as he realized they had just pulled into her driveway and pinched the bridge of his nose after tugging the keys out of the ignition and staring down at his lap “Baby if she hates me I’m so sorry.” You laughed and took off your seatbelt “Baby she won’t hate you relax.” Cody sighed opening the trunk after he got out of the car while you went up to her mothers door knocking on it while he grabbed their suitcases & bags of gifts for Your cousins & nieces since her sisters had become parents a few years ago. Your mother opened the door & smiled widely hugging her youngest child “Babygirl! I missed you so much I was almost convinced you forgot about me!” You smiled brightly and hugged her mom as Cody just made it to the porch and wiped off his clammy hands and took a deep breath holding out his hand

“You must be who swiped up my daughter.” She spoke in a serious tone which even had you concerned and probably cause Cody to shit bricks. “Oh I’m just joking baby come here! Give me a hug.” She smiled widely and pulled Cody into a big hug while he smiled and sighed out in relief before wrapping his arms around her “It’s wonderful to meet you Mrs L/N.” Her mother smiled patting his back before guiding him inside while he carried in the suitcases “I hope you don’t mind pizza tonight I was quite unprepared and all of the food being made will be for christmas.”

You shook your head “Mama don’t worry it’s fine, Cody & I can go to the store tomorrow and whip something up for Christmas eve don’t worry.” Her mother smiled cupping your face in her hands “You’re too sweet dear, Cody sweetheart you & Y/N will be sleeping in her old room okay? It’s down the hall the last door to your right.” He smiled nervously and hustled upstairs with the luggage while your mother took you to the Christmas tree to put away all the presents you & Cody had brought during the trip over to the house. “He’s a sweet boy Y/N i can tell he has love for you.” You smiled from ear to ear while pushing strands of your own hair out of your face as you thought of your boyfriend “He is the best isn’t he mama?”

Cody came downstairs & nervously sat on the couch while your Sister had just walked into the house making your mother get up and help her get settled in. Cody smiled over in your direction as you got up and stood between his legs as his arms wrapped around your waist “One direction?” He teased at your bedroom that was filled with boy band posters & teen magazines you owned when you were in middle school and high school “Shutup.”

You laughed out as he pressed a soft kiss against your collarbone, Cody got up as S/N made her way into the living room while her husband put away their suitcases while the kids scampered around hugging your leg “Auntie Y/N!!” You grinned widely fixing your attention onto the little ones while S/N & Cody introduced themselves to each other “You must be Cody! It’s nice to meet you finally!” Cody smiled shaking her hand “It’s amazing to meet you too S/N! I hear a lot about you & the kids.” S/N grinned as her husband shook Cody’s hands while they all got to know each other.

For the remainder of the night they all munched down on pizza & laughed about their old family memories, “Mrs L/N Is it alright if I get a drink from the kitchen.” Cody questioned while your mother smiled “Of course Cody! My home is your home you welcome yourself to anything you’d like sweetheart and don’t call me L/N I feel old! Call me M/N!” He smiled nodding his head “Yes Ma’am.” He got up & went into the kitchen seeing you bake Christmas cookies with the girls while he got himself a drink. He watched as you interacted with the kids & helped wash their hands while he pointed out your failed attempt of a santa clause cookie “What happened here?” You sighed jokingly “I ruined Santa.” He snorted looking over at you while the kids ran off as he hummed wrapping his hands in your hair while you admired his black hair before kissing him “Thank you for being so good to me Doll.” You smiled before kissing his cheek “No thank you, this means more than a lot to me Codes.” He smiled and kissed you once more before you two called it a night & went to bed.

The next morning it was finally Christmas Eve you noticed Cody wasn’t in bed with you & then you heard muffled chuckling from downstairs followed with your Mom telling some sort of story so you made your way downstairs and saw Cody sitting next to your mother on the couch while the kids were playing & running around & immediately saw the old photo book your mother owned and knew she was showing off your childhood photos up to your high-school graduation “She was such a talented girl.” Your mother sighed while Cody smiled nodding in agreement before turning his head looking over at you

“Goodmorning baby, I didn’t wanna wake you so I let you sleep in for a little bit.” You smile groggily and shook your head before getting on the couch and lying your head down in his lap “Don’t worry it’s fine.” Your mother smiled as she looked at you two & showed you one of the photos they were looking at which was your first month of college sitting in a dorm with your roommates pre gaming for some sort of party “Y/N was a major party girl when she went to college” Cody raised a brow “You? Partying? This is news to me.” You smacked his chest lightly while he laughed it off.

For the remainder of your stay at the house you both help make dinner for Christmas & mainly watch as he bonded with your mother & nieces & cousins, If you didn’t know then that he was your soulmate for the rest of your life well now you knew. <3

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henrioo · 6 months

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°•*⁀➷ BABY FEVER: KID AND KILLER

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : "Sometimes your body is not in tune with your desires, although some are jokes you can always count on your two boyfriends to be your safe base. Which doesn't stop them from having perverted ideas thanks to your desires."

꒰ WARNINGS ꒱ : TRANS MALE READER! POLY RELATIONSHIP! RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN TREE MENS AT THE SAME TIME! A lot of talk about gender and body dysphoria, talk about babies and biological pregnancy, talk about transphobia, A LOT OF TRIGGERS FOR TRANSMASC PEOPLE, besides that, Kid is a grumpy boyfriend and Killer is just following the vibe, some ideas about babies, talks about pets, kinda sad but then is happy, hurt comfort, boyfriends trying to make you feel safe and comfortable. The final is a little suggestive and a little explicit but is pretty much SFW

꒰ WC ꒱ : 1,5k

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : So yeah, that's totally self indulgence because I need someone saying these things to me, I don't care if they are not real and technically only say that because I write them saying, they said and nothing changes that! So start fluffy, go to angst and then comfort, like we all like! Enjoy!

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You were sitting on the couch with your two boyfriends, Eustass Kid and Killer, the two rockers you met in a bar and when you least realized you had been living with them for months. Some program was on television and Kid was more focused on his cell phone than anything. You had two legs over Killer's, and you were leaning against the redhead who was hugging you sideways and keeping his hand on your stomach over yours.

“Kid” you called him after an idea popped into your head.

“Humph” he muttered in response without looking up from his cell phone, probably watching videos of cars.

“I want a baby” you said, looking at him seriously.

“And what do I have to do with it?” He said with an irritated frown on his face, but still without looking up from his cell phone.

“Give me a baby!” You said happily as if you were ordering ice cream.

“Ahem… What?!” He adjusted himself on the couch and looked at you in disbelief and shock. “What the fuck do you mean by ‘give me a baby’?”

“I meant get me pregnant and give me a baby!” You huffed, sitting on the couch and looking at him, irritated that he didn't accept it.

“I'm not giving you a baby! What is your problem?" He said irritatedly, looking at you as if you were an alien, “Are you crazy?”

“I want a baby! Please Kid! Imagine the three of us being dads! And they're wearing cute baby clothes! And having a cute baby room!” You said with huge puppy eyes and a sad pout as you begged him to make your wish come true.

“I’m not giving you a fucking baby” he huffed as he stared at you irritated, where did you come from with that?

You quickly crossed your arms, irritated and frustrated at not having your wish fulfilled, then you turned to your blonde boyfriend, who until now was just silently observing the scene.

“Killer, give me a baby!” You asked, smiling innocently at him.

"Stop with that! You won't gain a baby! None of us are going to get you pregnant, you freak!” Kid shouted irritably as he slapped you on the head.

“I want a baby! I want to be a daddy!” You huffed irritably, looking back at Kid.

“Adopt a dog, then, damn it!” Kid continued yelling at you.

“Killer doesn’t like dogs!” You huffed, shouting back at him.

“He doesn’t like it?” Kid looked confused at his blonde boyfriend who just nodded, “Oh shit, adopt a cat then!” He shrugged.

“You’re allergic to cats!” You grumbled, getting more frustrated.

“What the fuck, adopt any shit! A ferret, a hamster, you can even adopt a spider if you stop with this baby nonsense!” He grumbled, laying down on the couch irritably.

You laughed a little, realizing that you had really irritated Kid, so you decided to lay on top of him to apologize and improve his mood... In fact, you decided that you would annoy him a little more since you were actually considering the possibility of having a son.

“Come on Kid, let’s have a baby” you said with a pout as you laid on his chest, even though he was angry, he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Shut up” he grumbled, looking away from you.

“They would be so cute, they could have your red hair or Kil's blonde hair… They could also have his blue's eyes… Ah! What if they were chubby babies? With little hands and chubby cheeks?” You smiled lovingly, imagining the creation the three of you could make.

“Holy God, stop that” Kid grumbled, but you could see him swallowing his smile, he was thinking about it too.

“Kil, help me convince him!” You whimpered for help from your other boyfriend.

Killer just laughed and threw himself on top of the two of you, making a real sandwich with you being the filling, he rubbed his beard against you, making you laugh and automatically making Eustass calmer when he saw a loving interaction between the two men he loved.

“We’re not giving you a baby,” Killer said, smiling.

“Two against one prince, accept defeat” Kid smiled like an idiot when he won a game.

“I hate you! Why don’t you guys want to give me a baby?!” You whimpered against them, sulking.

“I'm not against having a child with you two, the difference is that we're not giving you a biological child” Killer said, adjusting himself to lay down with you without crushing you “You know you couldn't handle it, during your period you can’t even deal with the fact of having a uterus, imagine getting pregnant then” he spoke seriously and worriedly, you knew that what he was saying was true. There were many things that gave you dysphoria just because you considered them to be “woman” things, makeup, breasts, uterus… As much as you loved the idea of having a child with them, the idea of doing something that had been said for a long time being only something women could do… It made your stomach churn.

“No need to be upset about it” Kid said as he noticed your silence, then he slowly stroked your back “Everyone has limits, that’s not a shame”

“I wanted to have a family with you…” you admitted softly, wrapping yourself closer to the two of them, many thoughts dominated your head, and you didn’t know what you wanted to feel and believe.

“We can have a family, but let's start with something easy... Like a parrot” Killer laughed “And one day, if we are older, more mature and have enough money in our pockets, we can think about adoption” he suggested, showing that his dream of having a family was not impossible.

“The brats will still be ours even if they don't come out of your belly, you know that doesn't change anything, if having an adopted child will make your dream come true and not give you eternal dysphoria from giving birth to someone, then we can adopt the entire orphanage for you” Kid said seriously, and you had no doubt that he would accept having as many children as you asked.

“Pfft… You would die with the second child” you laughed at them, but soon you felt your heart becoming calmer and your head lighter. They were right, an adopted child was just a child in need of a home and love, they wouldn’t be any less of your children just because they didn’t have a blood connection “adoption… Sounds good” you smiled at the idea.

“Yes, it would give us more time to get used to the idea, especially because we would have to adapt to the child and the child to us, so we would have time to know if we want it or not” Killer sighed, relieved that you were calmer “And you know … If even after adopting you want a biological one, that’s okay, there’s nothing bad about that.”

“We just don’t want you to do something out of obligation, you don’t need to produce a child just because you have a uterus, hell you don’t even need to have a uterus if you want!” Kid said in his crude and affectionate way “But if you want, you need to know that this won’t make you less of a man, you are a man regardless of what you do or what others say”

“Stop! I’m going to cry” you whimpered, feeling completely loved by their words. They truly were two soulmates and the best partners you could have asked for.

“Don’t cry, you look ugly.” Kid laughed, and you slapped his chest, making you all laugh.

“So no babies for now, okay?” Killer decided to conclude the matter as he laid his head on two backs, the three of you were an awkward and uncomfortable mess on the couch, but you didn't mind at all.

“Okay… At most a parrot” you said as you both laughed.

“Yeah… But you know… I'm not against pretending we're going to make a baby” Kid smiled mischievously, and you blushed “What do you say prince, don't you want to take a test drive of how you'll feel when you're completely full? Can you imagine us cumming so much inside you that you’re going to be all swollen?” He said, whispering in your ear, and you felt your body burn when Killer squeezed your thigh, showing that he was also interested in that.

“Well… We need to finish it in case I want to get pregnant in the future… Just to make sure we can do it, right?” You said, sighing, excited by his touches.

“Don’t worry darling, we’ll make sure you beg for us to make you a daddy” Killer laughed darkly, “And then we’ll make sure we fulfill your wish.”

You swallowed deeply, knowing exactly what awaited you now that you admitted that as much as you didn't want a baby yet, you wouldn't be against a little practice... It seems that in the end the ones who got baby fever were your two boyfriends who really enjoyed the idea of fucking you raw and seeing all their sperm inside you.

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#one piece x reader #one piece #one piece x you #one piece imagine #onepiece #anime imagines #imagines #anime and manga #one piece x male reader #one piece x masc reader #one piece x trans male reader #one piece x transmasc reader #x reader #x male reader #x transmasc reader #x trans male reader

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blindmagdalena · 11 months

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I’ve spent the last two days stalking this page and ao3 so I could read all your Homelander stuff. And I freaking love it. I especially enjoy how you write Homie, like I don’t know what it is but out of all the authors I’ve read I like your version the best.

I haven’t seen an ask/blurb/etc about this. What do think would happen if Homie is with a softer/more innocent reader that after being (or working) in the tower a few times wanted him to come with her to the bathroom/private areas/keep her company at night because she was scared or felt watched. And Homie immediately knows it’s Translucent.

Like does he just yeet that guy into space? Or does he fuck reader in the bathroom while saying something like “better hope no one else sees you, I’d kill anyone that even thought to look at you”. Or does he confront Translucent while away from reader so he doesn’t scare her?

If it’s not Translucent and she’s just scared- she says something sweet and heartfelt that hits Homelander right in the heart.

this is so kind, thank you! i'm glad you enjoy my spin on our favorite terrible man.

this is SUCH an interesting scenario. initially, Homelander would see this as... let's say a teachable moment. he IS irritated by the depravity of his team. they disgust him, disappoint him, and generally fail to uphold the heroic image he desires for The Seven, as seen when he scolds them for their petty squabbling in front of new recruit Starlight.

it's a bad look when even the naïve new hire is picking up on the fact one of their esteemed heroes is a goddamn pervert. it's unprofessional, it's sloppy, and it makes him look bad.

so he flashes her a sharp, pearly white smile and says, "Don't you worry. You're perfectly safe in the Tower. I'll keep an eye on ya." caps it off with a friendly wink as he taps the corner of his eye with his index finger. she gets thoroughly flustered, thoroughly grateful. it's... cute.

he gets familiar with her scent, the beat of her heart. He gets a clear enough image that he can pick her up anywhere in the building. He listens for the jump of her pulse and the bitter smell of her fear and adrenaline.

his plan of course is to catch Translucent in the act, to snatch his ass and threaten him where it counts: his wages.

but he gets distracted by the 180 flip in her demeanor when she sees him. positively awestruck, she asks how he knew she was getting that feeling again, and he tosses out some vague answer about, "Ohh, just had a hunch. You know, superhero things."

all the while, Homelander is listening to Translucent slink away like the noxious little vermin he is. It hardly matters, it'll happen again. the guy has a fucking problem.

ohhhhhhh i have way too many ideas for this! i think this will have to be a proper fic. 🤭

#homelander x you #homelander x reader #darling anon #ask and you shall receive

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honnelander · 8 months

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crush

alright, this is such a niche and self-indulgent little piece of writing bc i freaking LOVE this (awful and huge asshole) character buuut i do like to write for whatever i love in the moment sooo here's a little Brad Wolfe aka Hunter X-5 fic (he's cute ok??) (and if you're into marvel and are not watching the loki series, PLEASE go watch it! it's so amazing!) credit to @mrsbawar21-blog for the still!

WARNINGS: none

word count: 2.8

pairing: Brad Wolfe (Hunter X-5) x reader

summary: Mobius could tell Brad knew you a lot better than he was letting on, and he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

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"See? Isn't this nice, Brad?" Mobius asked his beige jumpsuit-claded prisoner as he sipped on his vanilla milkshake, happy as a clam. "I mean, literally ten minutes ago we were at each other's throats, yelling at one another, and here we are," Mobius gestured around with his hands, emphasizing the 1980s McDonald's they were currently sitting in, "sharing a meal like two adults."

"Yeah, and you also tortured me," Brad replied quickly, not missing a beat as he kept his gaze set on the pair of Lokis conversing in the parking lot through the window. He drummed his fingers on the plastic tabletop, bouncing his leg up and down as he quickly glanced at Mobius with a quirked eyebrow. "Forgot to mention that part, huh?"

"Yeah, and you called me a 'nobody'," Mobius rebutted quickly, a hint of irritation dripping from his voice. He stopped himself, shaking his head slightly with closed eyes as he exhaled curtly.

Now wasn't the time to dispute that and the silver-haired TVA analyst knew that arguing with X-5- or Brad, whoever, was a waste of everyone's time and he didn't feel like renewing their earlier verbal scrimmage here when there were more pressing matters at hand. Ultimately, Brad did bring them to Slyvie in the end so that must count for something, right?

"But, that doesn't matter. See, I even bought you a shake," Mobius said, reaching across the table to pick up Bradley's vanilla shake and put it closer to him. "A little peace offering."

Brad's eyes flitted to Mobius' obvious olive branch for a second before looking back up to the analyst, unimpressed. After a beat, he raised his right hand, jabbing an accusatory index finger at Mobius, as he cocked his head to the side, saying, "But you did slap me, right in the face. I'm not gonna forget that."

"Just take the shake, Brad," Mobius said swiftly, slightly exasperated as he suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and let out a frustrated sigh.

Now, Mobius M. Mobius prided himself on his seemingly never-ending well of patience, but even he felt himself start to get annoyed at Brad's unrelenting persistence on being as difficult as can be. Did he always try to be as annoying as possible or was this just how the ex-hunter always is naturally? It was exhausting.

The former minute man-turned-actor glanced down at the shake again, leaving it untouched before looking out the window to refocus on the Lokis outside. "What- what are they even doing out there?" he asked with a huff, gesturing a hand towards the pair of variants. "It's like they're going over every detail of their relationship or something."

"Yeah, well," Mobius relented with a small sigh, taking another sip of his shake. "There's a lot of baggage to unpack when you're basically in a relationship with yourself," he explained casually like he was talking about a bad day at the office.

Brad picked up on the slight disdain in his captor's tone but he didn't care enough to broach the topic any further. Instead, Brad sighed in slight disgust as he resumed drumming his fingers on the table saying, "God... it's weird."

Not wanting to harp on his partner's unorthodox romantic relationship any more than he had to, Mobius picked up a plastic fork, getting ready to dig into his pie. "Now, why don't you tell me a little bit more about your movie, huh?"

Brad rolled his eyes and scoffed at Mobius's obvious deflecting technique. "What about it?"

"Tell me about all about it." The analyst took a forkful of pie, asking with an encouraging smile, "Is it a horror flick?"

"Oh, come on, Mobius. You don't care."

"No, really! I'm serious," he said through a mouthful of pie. "The poster we saw looked scary."

Not being one to pass up discussing his work and real life that awaited him back on the sacred timeline, Brad took the bait. "It's not scary... it's elevated thriller," he explained in a slightly matter-of-fact tone, waving his hand around for emphasis. In a condescending tone, he added, "It's cinema, thank you very much."

Mobius had no clue if there really was a difference between a scary movie and an 'elevated thriller', since it all sounded the same to him, but he appreciated Brad's enthusiasm on the topic.

Lifting his milkshake up to his mouth to try and hide his amused smirk, Mobius relented, "Oh, my bad. You're right... 'elevated thriller', got it." He nodded as he took a sip, putting his cup back down when he was finished. "I'll have to check that out then."

"And you have to get your own ticket!" Brad continued. "I'm not hooking you up. Especially not after all of," he waved his hands around at their current setting, "this."

"Right, of course," Mobius agreed patiently, watching Brad with a small smile. "I'll get my own tickets."

After his small spiel, the ex-hunter let out a small sigh. He blinked, a look of recognition overcoming his face as he straightened up like he was remembering the situation he was currently in.

He turned his torso to face Mobius head-on, putting his arms on the table and motioning towards the TVA analyst's meal. "Look, why don't we get this all to go, huh? It- it packs right up. Why don't we just- get it to go, so we can get out of here," he said, emphasizing the second half of his sentence as he mimicked packing something up and motioned towards the exit.

"We can't do that," Mobius rejected quickly. "Not yet, anyway. I haven't finished eating and besides, y/n hasn't even gotten her food yet," he added, jabbing a thumb over at you, who was loitering by the cashier in the front, hands on your hips as you looked up at the menu.

Brad followed Mobius' thumb, huffing out another irritated sigh at your figure and rolling his eyes. "She's still ordering? We don't have time for this- God," he muttered under his breath and slumped in his chair, rubbing his jaw. "She always takes forever to do anything," he added with a mumble.

However, Brad's little admission right there didn't escape Mobius' keen ears. Trying to keep casual, he dug back into his pie. "'Takes forever to do anything', huh?" he asked nonchalantly. "It kinda sounds like you know a lot about y/n."

Brad's eyes flashed to Mobius's briefly before looking elsewhere, shifting in his plastic seat. "Yeah, well, she's your partner, isn't she?" He glanced out at Loki for a second, "Or, at least one of them? You should know how slow she can be sometimes."

The silver-haired analyst shook his head once. "She's not slow. I prefer the term meticulous, actually."

For whatever reason, Brad felt the need to clarify himself, which Mobius couldn't help but find interesting since he knew X-5 to be a guy who always brazenly said what was on his mind no matter the circumstances.

"I didn't mean slow as in stupid," Brad quickly clarified. "I-I meant as in she just takes a long time to do anything."

"Uh-huh," Mobius replied simply, secretly enjoying how bent out of shape the man in front of him was getting. "Right."

"Yeah..." Bradley trailed off, finally picking up his forgotten shake and taking a long sip of it, avoiding Mobius's expectant gaze. After a few beats of silence, he put his shake back on the table, looking over at Mobius with an annoyed glance. "What?"

"Nothing," Mobius replied easily, looking over at Brad once again before looking back at his food, munching on a fry. "I just think it's interesting how you know how 'slow' y/n can be sometimes, that's all."

"Look," he looked back at Mobius, a hint of irritation (and embarrassment?) in his features. "Whatever little 'thing' you're trying to imply here between me and her, just drop it."

Mobius perked up, looking back at his prisoner. There it was again, Brad's peculiar choice of words. "'Drop it'? Don't you mean 'give it up'? Since 'giving up' would imply that there's absolutely nothing there, whereas 'dropping it' would mean that something is there but you just don't want to talk about it?"

Brad sat up. "Drop it, give it up- whatever Mobius, just stop talking about it."

A smile started to creep up on Mobius's face, finding joy in all of this. This little impromptu interrogation was turning out to be a lot more fun than the last one he had with the actor. "'It'? So there's an 'it' now? What's 'it'? Do you mean your little crush on y/n?"

The actor's body stiffened for a nanosecond before turning to fully face the analyst. "Mobius, I swear to God-"

"OH! So that's a 'yes'!" Mobius declared, hitting the tabletop playfully with a grin, his smile only getting wider at seeing Brad become more and more agitated. "You do have a crush on y/n! Aw, that's so adorable Bradley, really."

The ex-hunter leaned back in his chair, scrunching up his face as he looked to away. "'A crush'? Really, Mobius? What are we- five? Please."

"Oh, so you love her?"

Brad's eyes widened, snapping back to look at him. "What? No, I don't-"

"Oh, that's ok," Mobius reassured with a wave. "Maybe your crush on her will blossom into love one day, who knows? I mean, life is crazy right?" He got another forkful of pie as he said, "I just can't believe that you had a crush on my partner this whole time and I didn't even notice. What kind of analyst am I?"

Mobius shook his head, laughing at his own joke. It seemed so obvious to him now. He should've realized that X-5 had some type of feelings for his long-time work partner eons ago. He always thought it was strange how X-5 would randomly stop to chat with them, well, with you mostly he now realized, at seemingly random times throughout the day, like when you both were having lunch in the cafeteria or how X-5 would always be the minute man to volunteer and be the muscle for one of your missions if need be. He had always thought it was weird and strange, but now it just made sense.

"Mobius," Brad said, letting out a defeated sigh. "Can you just, drop it? Please?"

Mobius looked back up, eyebrows raised as he looked up at the former minute man. "And now you're saying 'please'? Wow, you're just full of surprises today Bradley, aren't you?" he asked with a disbelieving laugh. He watched as Brad slunk back into his seat, a resigned look on his face. Ever the kind soul, Mobius kinda felt kinda bad for him. "Hey, look," Mobius started, in a softer tone, "X-5, Brad, Bradley, whatever you want to be called, your secret is safe with me, alright? I won't tell her, I promise."

The movie star was quiet for a moment, sucking on his teeth. Even though he personally might not like Mobius, he did know that Mobius was a man of his word and kept his promises so, he had no choice but to trust him. "Yeah, well... thanks," he said, flashing the analyst with a quick look of gratitude as he rapt his knuckle on the table.

"Hey, no problem," Mobius said, regarding the man across from him for another moment before finishing up his pie. With a small, surprised laugh, Mobius said, "You know, I just think it's funny how a," jerk, he thought to himself, "guy like you ends up with a little, school-yard crush on such a kind and caring person like y/n."

Brad raised an eyebrow at Mobius's choice of words. "'A guy like me'? Liking someone like her? What is that supposed to mean Mobius?"

"Oh, nothing," he replied innocently. "I just think it's funny. I guess, in this case, opposites really do attract, huh?"

"Oh, what? Now you're calling me a jerk?" Brad started, ready to go at it with Mobius again. "Why don't you just-"

"Hey, guys," you said, finally arriving at the table with a brown to-go paper bag with your food, sliding into the seat next to Mobius, your partner, unknowingly stopping the argument that was about to take place. "Sorry I took so long. There were just so many options to choose from, you know? It was hard to decide."

Now that Mobius was keen on Brad's little crush on you, he couldn't help but want to mess with him even further. "Ah that's ok y/n, I know that sometimes those things can be a little slow," he said, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards when Brad sent him a glare. "So don't worry about it."

"No word from Loki yet?" you asked, completely oblivious to the invisible sparing match occurring between the two men. "They're still out there?" you asked as you leaned on the table, craning your neck to try and see the two variants better.

"No, nothing yet. Hey, y/n," Mobius said suddenly, hitting your shoulder slightly like he had just come up with a great idea. "Why don't you move and sit next to Brad? I think he has a better vantage point to see them than I do," he innocently suggested, sending Brad a good-natured wink.

Brad nearly face-palmed himself. He forgot that Mobius could sometimes be as subtle as a baseball bat. "Mobius," he warned lowly.

But the mentioned analyst continued unphased. "And while you're sitting over there, watching the Lokis, you know, next to Brad," he added again for emphasis, "you can eat your meal."

"Oh, no need," you answered easily, to which question, the guys didn't know. "I got my food to go."

"See?" Brad quickly straightened, a newfound urgency in his tone and movements are he looked back and forth between you and Mobius. "She's smart, she got her food to go, to have back at the TVA. Which is exactly where we all need to be. Right now. Let's go."

"Jeez, Brad, what is it with you?" He asked exasperatedly, rolling his eyes. "You're like a broken record. First, you're all like, 'get me back to the sacred timeline' and now you're all like, 'get me out of here'." He shook his head. "It's like you-"

"Know something," you said, cutting off Mobius' train of thought, your eyes looking at your beige jumpsuited prisoner with a calculating gaze.

At your words, Mobius stopped his spiel, blinking as he leaned back in his seat, his eyes looking over at Brad in thought. "Do you know something?" he asked.

Brad, however, stayed quiet. He picked up his milkshake, swirling it around before taking a couple of sips as he turned his body away from you both, looking out the window.

"Hey," Mobius said a little more firmly, slapping the actor's forearm to get his attention. "Don't get all quiet on me now, Zaniac. What do you know? Is this a setup?"

"It's an ambush," you said.

But Brad continued to suck on the straw, not looking at either of you.

"Bradley, answer me," Mobius said forcefully.

Brad put his milkshake down, swallowing the sweet treat before looking at you. "We need to get out of here," was all he said.

You held eye contact with him, discerning the urgency and panic you saw held within his gaze. You couldn't help but feel that when Brad had said 'we', he really only meant you and him. His look and words sent a shiver down your spine.

Mobius was the first to get up, the rest of his meal forgotten. "Alright, let's go. We need to regroup with Loki so our friend Brad here can tell us what's really going on." He picked up his tray, walking over to the trash to dump the rest of his fast food scraps away, and put his tray on top of the can.

Brad held your stare for another moment before finally blinking, breaking the spell, as he hastily got up himself. "Finally," he muttered. He tossed his drink away as he quickly followed behind Mobius.

But you didn't move. You stared at the now empty spot that X-5 had occupied seconds ago, trying to discern why you felt that he knew about a lot more than just this current situation.

As always, your long-time partner and best friend knew when you needed to be broken out of your train of thought and get you back on track. "Y/n!" Mobius called out as he headed towards the exit. "Let's go!"

Snapping back to reality, you blinked, shaking off your wandering thoughts and stood up, following Mobius and Brad outside. Now wasn't the time to analyze Brad's actions and choice of words, right now all you needed to know was what Brad knew right at this moment and why he was so adamant about getting back to the TVA.

If you wanted to question Brad more, you could do that later. He was your prisoner after all and time worked differently in the TVA, right?

#ok that was fun :)#now it's time to exercise and do errands #i'll get back to Sanji mode tonight #there's like noooothing about this character so i'm probably just writing this for me lmoa #*lmao #and that's ok!#watch the loki show!#there's a hint of lokius if you squint!#Brad Wolfe x reader #Brad Wolfe x y/n #Hunter X-5 x reader #loki series #loki s2 #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #marvel fanfiction #marvel fanfic #loki #Brad Wolfe

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deadbydangit · 11 months

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When the Reader brings home an animal. Part 2.

Pyramid Head, Dwight, Mastermind,

Pyramid Head

What do you have there?

Yes, you have something.

He can see something squirming in your shirt.

He doesn't know a lot about humans, but he knows that isn't normal.

What is that?

It's called a squirrel?

What a unique creature.

Is it safe to hold it like that?

Will it bite you?

He's very protective.

But he won't be angry with you.

He's more worried that you'll get hurt.

Once you assure him the little critter won't hurt you, he'll start warming up to the idea.

The squirrel likes to climb on top of his head.

It's really cute to watch your hulking boyfriend walking around with a little squirrel hanging off of him.

He loves to pet it.

He's never pet a fluffy animal before.

At first he'll be super scared of hurting it.

Just guide him on how to pet the little cutie.

He likes to bring his tiny companion little snacks that he finds in other realms.

He'll be chasing a survivor and suddenly stops; he found an acorn.

Watching him so relaxed and happy with his adorable little friend is heartwarming.

All three of you love to cuddle and often fall asleep together.

Dwight Fairfield

Something in your bag is moving!

It just moved again!

He's freaking out.

Until you pull out this tiny tortoise.

Oh.

He feels kind of embarrassed.

Just laugh about it.

He doesn't know anything about tortoises.

"They're kind of like turtles, right?"

He's going to spend free time researching all about and how to care for your tortoise.

He's not very original at naming things, but the little creature's name is Tort now.

It's cute.

He swipes things from other realms to give to his little friend.

"No! I swear Mrs. Huntress, I'm just grabbing some plants to feed my pet tortoise."

Anna gets confused, but if that's the reason...

Okay then.

But Dwight's going out of way to take care of Tort.

He calls it your and his baby.

He often brags about Tort like he's a child.

"Yesterday, Tort ate an entire head of lettuce on his own."

Sometimes he'll set his glasses on Tort.

"Look honey! I put my glasses on him! Isn't he cute?"

Dwight didn't get a pet growing up.

So this, is super special.

It's like you three are a happy little family.

Mastermind

Despite his rugged stoic demeanor.

Wesker does like animals.

So when you found a little raven and tried to hide it.

He wasn't angry.

A little irritated that you tried to sneak it past him.

But not angry.

"Did you find this one injured?"

If so, he's going to help patch the poor creature up.

Almost like he's done this before

He's not big on naming things, that will be left up to you.

He'll be fine with almost anything.

Otherwise, the name will be Raven.

If he's reading or simply relaxing, he likes having his little bird on his shoulder.

It puts him at ease when he sleeps too.

If Wesker doesn't react right away, the raven will warn him.

Ravens are highly intelligent creatures and can easily be trained.

Aside from sitting on his shoulder, Wesker has taught the little birdie to retrieve objects for him.

"Damn. Raven, could you find my pencil?"

He's proud of his bird and himself.

Sometimes he'll ask Raven to get you.

He's trained Raven to follow you around when he isn't near by.

If you're ever in any danger, he reports back to Wesker.

"Now we both can protect you, Dearthart."

He loves you both dearly.

#dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd x reader #dbd killer #dbd survivor #dbd dwight #dbd pyramid head #dbd mastermind

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chuuyaandreaderkilldazai · 2 months

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Ranking JJK Characters I Don't Like

Ranging from mild dislike (14) to LOATHE WITH EVERY INCH OF MY BEING (1).

14. Mai: I don't hate her. I sympathize with her. I just wish she wasn't the way she is.

13. Junpei: I do have compassion for him, but ... school shooter vibes. Not a fan.

12. Noritoshi: Bad vibes.

11. Toji: Bad dad. And he's so nosy, too. Why does he always insert himself into situations with his fists swinging? Actually, now that I think about it, that's kind of iconic behavior. But all it ever really did was create more problems. If he had never inserted himself into the plot, Geto would have probably never turned mass-murderer-cult-leader--WE COULD HAVE HAD EVERYTHING. So it's a pass for me. Also, his haircut is off-putting for reasons I cannot articulate. It's like one day in middle school he got a haircut and just never changed up the style ever again.

10. Jogo: Ugly.

9. Uraume: Character design: slay. Helping Sukuna: not slay.

8. Like every adult from the Zenin clan: BECAUSE THEY SUCK.

7. Tengen: Old and entitled.

6. Kenjaku: Old and entitled part two. What gives him the right?

5. Sukuna: Horrid, nasty man. I feel like I shouldn't have to elaborate.

4. Ui Ui: Annoying. Literally, why are you even here?

3. Mei Mei: First of all, how am I supposed to take you seriously with that stupid braid hanging in front of your face? From the very instant her character was introduced, I did not like her, but I thought maybe I was being a woman hater for no reason, so I really did try to tolerate her. But when we finally saw that scene in season two. PRISON!!! I was right. She's the worst. We are not gonna ignore that. Check her files.

2. That thing with the blond side ponytail: I hate him so much I don't even know his name. I don't care to know it. I would say why do you as a man look like that, but honestly why do you as a HUMAN BEING look like that? Why do you act like that? Why are you skipping around wearing a poorly made DIY toga? Whole nip is hanging out, and no one asked to see that. Why are you HOLDING HANDS with your blade? Freak. There is something so intrinsically, inherently, ONTOLOGICALLY wrong with him, you can't even blame it on childhood trauma or a personality disorder. The only time I ever supported Sukuna was when he bullied this emaciated Jo Jo Siwa lookin' thing in Shibuya.

Mahito: I hate him so much. I hate him more than I've ever hated any character. I actually lose the ability to speak coherently when I think about him because I hate him so much. I think it's so cringe when try-hard dudes say, "When I'm angry all I see is red." But when I think about Mahito it really is like blood and pure rage cloud my vision. He is literally the embodiment of if you gave an edge lord psychopathic eleven year old the power to kill people. "Wee, I'm so powerful and killing people is just SoooOoOoOoOOOo much fun!!" SHUT UP!!!!!!!! SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!! YOU ARE NOT FUNNY. YOU ARE NOT CUTE. YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL IN ANY WAY. He is genuinely the most irritating character I have ever come across. And as the story progresses, he just gets worse. What do you mean he can duplicate himself? Now we have to deal with TWO of this wretched creature? What do you mean he can be decapitated AND HIS HEAD WILL SPROUT LIMBS AND SPRINT AWAY? STOOOOOOOOOP. AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHAT HAPPENED TO NANAMI--I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT. Mahito is such a nasty, slithy, bothersome, despicable, nauseating little cockroach. "Yuji, you and I are the same." Huh? You thought you did something there, didn't you? You thought you ate and came up with some kind of deep, revolutionary concept? It's giving pretentious philosophy dude who thinks he's superior for being a little contrarian, nihilistic Nietzsche butt licker. When Yuji finally humbled him, I cannot tell you how much I enjoyed seeing the fear in his eyes. For one brief, fleeting moment, I could finally understand what sadists must feel like. Honestly, we deserved to watch him suffer, and I wish he would have suffered far more for far longer. Rot in anguish, Mahito. You will not be missed nor forgiven.

#long time no see #life been lifing #i need surgery :(#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #mai zenin #junpei yoshino #noritoshi kamo #toji fushiguro #jogo #uruame #tengen jjk #kenjaku #ryomen sukuna #ui ui #mei mei #mahito #hater

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callsign-bunnie · 1 year

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Ghost stalking soap part 2 sounds good 👍

This is part 2 to this! There will likely be a part 3!

Soap still hadn't received another text after the note. He'd kept this stuffed animal, and the rose was in a jar, even if Soap didn't really like receiving flowers.

He wasn't even sure why he cared. Ghost was his fucking stalker. He shouldn't care that he hadn't texted him or... wanted to talk to him. Ugh, Soap was pathetic. A moment of attention and Soap was hooked.

He was an addict for it. Finally, he caved. Why are you insistent he's bad for me?

So you do want to talk to me.

Eat shit. Soap cursed. He hesitated. Why a skull?

I don't know. I like them.

Weird. Soap sighed and laid on his back, watching the phone. He paused, jerking upright when a screenshot was sent to him. It was an arrest record of the guy he was trying to date. Sexual assault. How the fuck did you get that?

Do you believe me now?

Soap frowned. So you're not just some creepy weirdo. Alright fine. But why not just talk to me in person?

You won't like me in person. I said that.

Soap hesitated. Fuck. He was curious. Can I have a picture, at least?

Why?

Because you keep breaking into my dorm and it's the least you can fucking do. Soap huffed, irritated. Why was he even justifying this?

I can't deny you. I don't know why but I just can't say no to you.

Then a picture was sent. No face, which Soap had expected. But jesus fucking christ, Ghost was built like a brick house. A black hoodie and black jeans covered most of it, but just his silhouette was huge. How tall are you?

6'4. Why?

I'm 5'10.

I know.

You said you can't deny me. So, please stop stalking me and leave me alone, Mr Ghost. It was banter. Soap knew it wouldn't work.

I take it back. It appears I can say no to you.

Soap rolled his eyes but he was almost amused. However, he needed to sleep, so he put his phone to the side and went to bed.

What if I wanted to see you. In person that is.

Oh, Johnny... You really don't.

Soap sighed, riding the bus into the city. He really did. Even though Ghost was supposed to freak him out, he was curious. What do you even want from me?

I want to be near you.

You're not near me.

No response. Soap frowned at his phone before groaning and lightly thunking his head on the window.

You should keep your hair overgrown like that. It's better than the tight mohawk.

Soap flushed, unsure why he was even considering doing as Ghost said. Why did he care about the opinion of his stalker?? I'm gonna keep the sides shaved.

I would expect nothing less, Johnny.

Look, what about a phone call? So I can have a voice? Surely you want to hear mine... I'll say anything you want me to...

Again, no response. Soap cursed and threw his phone across his dorm, just turning back to his homework.

Soap jumped when he felt his phone buzzing. He'd been watching a random movie he didn't care about. His breath caught when he saw the caller ID state "Ghost" on it. He rushed to answer it, almost knocking the phone against his skull.

"Hello Johnny."

Soap felt himself just melt at the voice. It was deep and gruff and it sounded amazing. "Ghost?"

"Who else?"

"I dunno, I was thinking it was my other stalker. You know he and I are planning to meet up since someone won't-"

"Who?!" Soap shivered at the anger in Ghost's voice. It did horrid things to Soap's body and Soap had to suppress the feeling of need.

"You don't really get sarcasm, do you? There's no other stalker."

"Good." Possession, this time. Oh that was not helping.

"I like your voice." Soap didn't mean to say it. He shouldn't have. He should not be complimenting his stalker.

"You do?" Flattery. Soap melted. Ghost sounded kind of cute, actually. Almost unsure of himself. Ghost had to be insecure, he'd already figured that out, but he sounded almost... sad.

Soap closed his eyes and leaned back. "I really do."

Then Ghost hung up. Soap frowned and wondered if he'd done something wrong. He slammed his phone down and hit his head. "Stupid- Stupid."

Soap frowned at a box on his bed. A skull was drawn on it and he sighed, softly. You didn't put a bomb on my bed, did you?

Why would I do that? I like you alive.

Soap snorted. Why do you break into my dorm?

Open the box.

Soap rolled his eyes and got out his knife, cutting the tape on the box. He whatever it was out, gasping at how heavy it was. It looked like a giant crystal ball, but... there was some kind of odd fluid in it.

Soap frowned, twisting it around. The fluid was black, but there was something else in it, which swirled and made it look like there was a nebula swirling around in it. Oh, it was so fucking cool! He grinned and noticed a stand for it in the box.

Being super careful since it was clearly glass, he got the stand out and set it on his dresser, making sure it was displayed right next to the now dead rose and the little bear.

Where the fuck did you even find it??

You like it?

It's so fucking awesome! I love it!

His phone was buzzing again and Soap immediately answered. "I saw it in a hobby shop. It made me think of you."

"I love it so much. It's amazing..." Soap gently moved the ball, noticing the stand was designed so it could keep moving. It was stimulating.

"I'm glad, Johnny."

If I wanted you to fuck me, would you? Soap wanted to push his limits. See what Ghost would respond to. He was in class, so it wasn't like he had to worry about Ghost bursting in and fucking him.

Johnny, what the fuck??

Answer the question, Ghost.

No. Because that would require you seeing me.

Soap rolled his eyes. What if I wore a blindfold?

What if you took it off?

Then fucking tie me up, jesus christ.

Soap was not shocked at the lack of response, this time.

What about video sex? Again Soap was on the bus. Okay, maybe this wasn't pushing his boundaries. Maybe he was actually curious.

Why?

Because you're hot. Why the fuck else?

Soap didn't get another response until he was in the hobby store he'd planned to go to. He wanted to get something for Ghost.

You think I'm hot?

Dude, you're 6'4 and built like a truck. Yes, you are hot.

Soap grinned when he found it. He'd seen it the other day. It was a mask. A ski mask, more specifically, but it had a skull print on it. He bought it, unsurprised at the lack of response he'd gotten. Tonight, I'm leaving something for you on my desk. You can grab it when I go to class.

Okay, maybe I'll consider video sex.

Can I see the mask on you? Soap crossed his fingers. He grinned when he saw the picture send. As promised, bright blue eyes could be seen through the eye hole. Ghost had his hoodie on, the hood pulled up, so he didn't just look like some fucking weirdo in a mask.

Fuck, you really are hot. It was the truth. Even with the mask on, Soap could tell.

You think so?

Definitely.

This time, the response was what surprised him. When you get home, set up your laptop.

Soap grinned, excitement filling him.

He barely was able to wait until he got home. He got his laptop set up, as soon as he could, and then nothing happen.

He waited all night and then... he just went to bed, horribly disappointed.

You fucking stood me up, asshole.

I'm sorry, Johnny. I wanted to, I really did.

Soap rolled his eyes. He was really hurt by the fact that he'd waited for Ghost to call him and nothing had happened. Whatever.

Please don't stay mad at me.

Soap ignored his texts, and just went to class.

Alright, fine. I chickened out. I was going to call you but you make me so fucking nervous so I just chickened out.

Why didn't you at least text me? I was really excited and I got nothing. Soap would have understood anxiety. But Ghost hadn't even texted him or anything.

I was worried you'd be mad.

I was more mad at being stood up!

Johnny... I'm sorry...

Whatever.

Soap laid in bed, bored. He'd gotten sick of being upset at Ghost. Why me?

You're attractive.

You're lying.

I do find you attractive though.

Yeah, obviously, but that's not why.

I don't know. I saw you on the street, you were leaving one of your classes. It was like a click in my brain. I wanted you.

Not enough to deliver on your promise.

I said I was sorry.

Soap sighed and rolled onto his back. I forgive you.

Thank you.

I guess video sex would have been too fast. We haven't even had a date yet. Soap was returning some books to the library. Once again, he'd decided to try to force himself to read, and once again he'd failed.

Dates require being in person.

Not completely. Okay, what if instead of video sex, we just video chat.

No sex.

None, whatsoever. We just... talk.

I'll think about it.

Soap groaned and put his forehead on the shelf. Ghost please. You give me nothing.

Tomorrow.

Soap waited. He was fairly sure he'd be stood up again. But, then the video app Ghost had told him to use finally rang and he perked up. He hit answer, grinning.

Poor Ghost looked so awkward, sitting on his own bed and once again wearing all black. "Hello."

"Hi!" Soap grinned, waving. "You called this time!"

"I didn't want to disappoint you, twice." Ghost shrugged.

Soap relaxed. "I'm glad." Then it went silent for a bit. "Oh! I still have the little bear you got me." He reached over and grabbed it, showing.

Ghost seemed to perk up a little, though he kept neutral. "Good."

Soap nodded and put it back. "Do you like movies?"

"Some." Ghost nodded.

Soap cringed. Ghost didn't seem very chatty. "What kind?"

"Action, I guess."

"You guess?" Soap frowned, tilting his head.

"I don't know. I guess I don't like movies."

Soap sighed. "Ghost, come on... I just want to get to know you." He slumped his shoulders, able to tell Ghost was being cagey.

Ghost was silent for a bit, his eyes watching Soap through the camera. "I prefer to read." He sighed. "Horror, mostly. Though I like reading zombie stuff."

Soap perked up. Finally! Something. "Zombie stuff? That's pretty cool! Personally, I don't read. I just can't. But... I like to play zombie video games."

Ghost nodded a little. "I like the silence of reading."

"Damn, I don't know why you like me, then. I'm never silent." Soap laughed, amused. "Even when I'm laying in bed, I have to have noise."

"It's different."

"I see." Soap nodded and smiled at Ghost. "I'm glad you called me. I like your eyes."

Ghost hung up. Soap frowned, surprised, and considered calling Ghost back. But, no. He knew enough to know Ghost had done that on purpose. He groaned and just closed the laptop.

PT3?? Yes, definitely.

#Johnny Soap Mactavish #Simon Ghost Riley #Soap Cod #Ghost COD #Soapghost #Ghostsoap #Soap x Ghost #Ghost x Soap #Macriley #Call of Duty #Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 2 #stalker ghost

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giggly-squiggily · 1 year

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hopefully demon slayer isn’t filled yet but, anyways… hear me out Akaza squealing for air tickles! I apologize for fangirling in advance.:)

Demon Slayer Slots Remaining: 2

Never apologize for fangirling, friend! I'm such an Akaza girlie, so I get it kjearkjakejrjkaerkj This is so freaking cute ahh! I went with Hantengu for this one! The anime's making me intrigued about him and his forms, so I figured why not give him a shot? :3 I hope you like it!

CW: Swearing

“FUCKING STAHAHAP IT!”

“Oo, he’s so angry!” Urogi laughed in glee amongst his brethren, fingers dancing over Akaza’s prone form. “We got him now, boys!”

“Muaha! Look at how giggly he is! I never thought I’d see such a demon having so much fun!!” Karaku laughed alongside him, waving his own hands around for added effect. “Is Lord Akaza too ticklish for his own good?”

“Oi, just get him already!” Seikido growled, growing irritated. “We’re wasting time!”

“Such a silly weakness for such a strong demon.” Aizetsu sounded glum. “Shame, really.”

Akaza would have told them all to go roll in sunlight if he could. Currently he was trapped below their hurdle of air tickles, laughing as he squirmed to and fro. “Hhahahahantehhehgu, cahhahahall thehehehem ohoohhooohohohohff!”

“EEEEK! I’m sorry, Lord Akaza! Forgive meeeee!” The tiny demon wailed from his hiding spot, tucked away behind a tall pillar as his manifestations attacked the striped man. “I tried to warn you before you took off my head, but you didn’t listen!”

Fair enough- Akaza was warned.

Didn’t make this whole ordeal any less humiliating.

“Aww, is someone a little too ticklish for his own good? Is he?” Urogi cooed at him, wiggling his fingers inches above his armpits. His knees kept his wrists pinned above his head, further worsening his predicament.

“I bet he’d be extra wiggly if we traced his whittle stripes!” Karaku teased, mimicking the motion above the stripes running along Akaza’s belly. “Lord Douma does it all the time and he seems to love it!”

“FUUUHUHUHCK OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOFF!” Akaza squealed, the noise high pitch as it ripped from his throat. The hurdle of demons around him cackled, equally delighted.

“He squealed! He squealed!” Urogi cheered.

“Do it again or I’ll kill you!” Seikido growled, air kneading his thigh.

“Poor Lord Akaza. Too ticklish to survive.” Aizetsu moaned in pity.

Akaza was going to wring Douma’s neck when he found him.

But first he had to survive Hantengu's antics.

Send me a headcanon and character(s) and I'll write a short 300-500 word dabble for it!

#headcanons to dabbles #demon slayer #akaza #hantengu #urogi #karaku #seikido #aizetsu #hantengu clones #fluff #tw: swearing #I like writing Hantengu now #Might add him to my test run characters #kjakrjeakjrkjaerk

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jacevelaryonswife · 1 year

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A gift for you | HOTD Modern 「AU」

You loved Secret Santa, but you were unlucky enough to receive dubious and average gifts.

pairing: Jacaerys | Aegon | Aemond | Lucerys and Helaena x Fem!Reader

a/n: Merry Christmas sweeties, here in Brazil is the 25th, in other places to the east is probably the 26th. I hope you have a great day and holiday ❤️

You loved Secret Santa but were unlucky enough to receive dubious and average gifts. Even so, it was always a pleasure to join in the fun with your friends, family, and strangers — a story for another time. For the friend Secret Santa you had taken Helaena, loving the result of the draw because a little while ago she had mentioned a reputable book on entomology. Of course you bought the book — hoping she hadn't bought one too — and boxed it up with a cute picture of you at the beach last year.

When the night of delivering the gifts arrived you were very excited, but you hoped that Aegon didn't take you away again. He was HORRIBLE at choosing gifts. You also didn't want Luke to have taken you because he probably wouldn't know what to buy and would end up turning to Jace, telling him who took it. Soon, only Aemond, Jace, and Helaena were left as decent gift givers.

By drawing lots to determine the first to reveal, you have started the most anticipated event of the year.

“So, my Secret Santa. is someone very special to me and-“

“Awn, honey, you are also very special to me too,” Aegon interrupted, earning a glare that was a little irritated from the others and a little amused by your own.

“I know, Aeg. Moving on, the person I took is very sweet, kind, and quirky. It’s an extraordinary person who I have a lot of admiration for.”

“Then it’s not Aegon,” Luke teased with a shitty grin that made him curiously cuter, making everyone but the eldest Targaryen laugh.

“Fuck off,” he let out a huff, but surrendered to the mood of the moment. "Not Aemond either, he's not sweet.”

Before Aegon noticed his brother's slashing gaze, you countered: “He is very sweet!”

"Thanks love,” Aemond's expression softened at the praise, drawing his brother's attention to you.

Going back to the presentation, you added:

“This person recently expressed interest in a specific gift that I hope they didn't buy. My Secret Santa is Helaena!”

The two of you shared a big smile before/during the hug.

“I can't believe you bought the book! I loved!!!! Thank you so much sweetie, I love you.”

“Love you too Hel.”

She took her turn, picking up the red bow wrapper. Fun fact about Helaena: even though she is an excellent gift giver, she is horrible at mysteriously revealing her Secret Santa, nothing subtle, although she tried.

“My secret friend is someone very kind and sweet-“

“Not Aegon again,” Jace interrupted this time, earning a satisfied smile from Aemond. “Sorry.” He told Helaena.

“You guys really love me,” the eldest grumbled.

“And I'm so happy to take you out again! It's you Jace!" She grinned at the Velaryon.

Okay, you think her spontaneity was cute, but rather anticlimactic. Last year she had given him a sweet dog named Vermax (it was quite difficult to get him to the place without him noticing). This year she handed him a football autographed by Joe Montana, making him nearly choke in disbelief.

“Oh my god, how did you get that? This is the best gift ever! After Vermax of course, but oh my god oh my god.” He freaked out, grinning as he caught the ball as gently as a newborn baby. It wouldn't be surprising if he kissed the object made of leather.

“You wouldn't believe me if I told you.” She smiled after hugging him, returning to her seat beside you on the comfortable rug in Targaryen mansion.

“That was impressive.” Aemond pointed out, fully aware that no other gift would top this one.

His sister confirmed in self-knowledge, earning a sideways look from the youngest. Next up was Jace, who had an adorable decorated box and a cute smile on his face. Important fact about Jace: the first person you look at during the speech will be his Secret Santa. Everyone knew but no one warned him, it was fun to watch him do it every year.

But apparently, he had noticed such a habit and decided to keep his eyes on the present tense as he spoke:

“So, my Secret Santa is a really, really special person. This person is smart and kind, has one of the biggest hearts I know, and is one of my best friends. She always complains about receiving bad gifts, like a picture frame, soap kit and a set of three aluminum pans last year-“ Oh! Okay that was surprising. He took you!!!!!

Your smile was so wide and happy as he revealed it, heart warming immediately.

“In my defense, you always liked to cook.” Aegon cut him off at the hint. Yes, he had given you three aluminum pans that would stick to ALL the sauces and food you cooked. Maybe if they were good pots you would have appreciated them.

“You like to fuck and that’s why I should give you condoms?” You asked. “Also, the quality of the pans were horrible.”

“Oh common.” The blonde grumbled, pouting cutely.

“Okay, so even though I've known you for years it was quite difficult to find a really, really good gift. For a moment I almost bought a set of pants and t-shirts at forever 21, but who gives someone clothes for Christmas? So, since you're a bit of a nerd and quite conceited, I thought I'd buy something to tie that together.”

You hugged him before opening the present, resting your head on his shoulder. “If you had bought a set of clothes I would have killed you. Love you, Jace.” Your voice was low on the last part, almost confiding.

“Love you too.” He kissed your temple, handing you the box.

Your eyes widened to the gold necklace with your favorite heroine's symbol carved into the pendant with small stones the color of her uniform. Below was the hardcover novel of your favorite saga, which was also hers. There was a note inside, and a small box of jewelry.

"I loved Jace, I can't believe it, it's perfect, I love you so much!!"

You touched the note with a knowing eye, saving it to read later. He noticed this, smiling sweetly at your act. He returned to sit across from your, keeping a sweet gaze in your direction.

“I'm next.” Aemond announced, rising elegantly. Fun fact about him in Secret Santa: he's incredibly methodical and direct, there's no much suspense, but he's really good at describing. “My Secret Santa is a brat, and he can be a real brat sometimes, but he has a big heart and knows how to be… adorable. I didn't really know what to buy initially, but when you said you wanted a good zombie game for Xbox I thought it would be a good opportunity.”

Another interesting fact is that Aemond sometimes purposefully confuses the audience in his description, and he's really good at it.

"For a moment I thought it was Aegon." Helaena said in confusion. You agreed with her, seeing the smile curl the youngest Targaryen's lips.

“It was intentional.” He looked at Luke with a small smile as the youngest ran towards the present, hugging him. “Left 4 Dead is a classic, I hope you like it.”

“Did you buy both? Thank you Aemond, this is so cool.” Lucerys's big blue eyes were excitedly over the gift.

The blonde smiled proudly in satisfaction. “Glad you like it.” As I said, he is very methodical and doesn't usually disappoint.

"Okay Jace, which gift did you pick for me or Aemond?" Aegon teased him with an unimpressed and aware look as Luke took the relatively large box in his hands.

“This one is mine, actually. I had bought a better present for my Secret Santa, but since he embarrassed me in front of Baela and Rhaena last week and didn't apologize I decided to buy something he will probably put to better use.” Luke quickly blurted out that Aegon was his Secret Santa, leaving him intrigued by his new gift.

“I didn't embarrass you entirely. Entirely." The blonde took the box curiously, opening it to find a crate of Heineken and a Marlboro wallet. “I don’t even like Heineken!”

"I know." The younger Velaryon retorted with a proud smile.

“How did you buy a case of beer and a pack of cigarettes? You’te underage.” Aegon complained. "This was worse than anything I've ever given you."

“Thanks Luke.” You thanked him in amusement, watching Aegon pick up Marlboro Watermelon's wallet with a slight frown. “You like to smoke, I think it was a valid gift.” The elder's gaze was incredulous and accusing towards you, making you jump to answer. "And no, I didn't buy it."

When Luke confessed that it was Daemon, Aegon's gaze narrowed. Turning now to him, the last to deliver the gift, the terror of all participants in the competition. Aemond heaved a sigh as his brother walked to the front of you, not sparing a grumpy grunt.

"Oh Jesus."

“I'm sorry, dude.” Jace comforted him with a hand on his shoulder, making Aegon roll his eyes before starting.

“Every year you complain that my presents are awful. This time I made sure not to make the same mistake as it may not look like it, but I love you guys and especially my little brother here. It was fucking hard to find something good, since you don't like anything-"

"I like a lot of things." Aemond cut him off sharply, holding back from rubbing his eyes in realization.

“Anything fun. So I hope you like this one, it's pretty nerdy.”

“Is it a teacher-student porn?” Jace asked in mock serious tones, eyebrows raised and eyes cynical.

You chuckled before raising your hand towards him for a high five, but then, Aemond unwrapped the gift to reveal a rather fancy book on the history of the Persian Empire. Okay, it was a really good gift.

"Are you okay?" Helaena asked the elder in mock concern. “That sounds like a decent gift.”

“It is, thanks brother.” Aemond rose to embrace him, trully satisfied with the new addition to their collection. Knowledge is never too much.

“Glad you liked it, that was pretty expensive.” He stressed. “And now, what shall we do?”

“Let's take a picture with our gifts.” You suggested, turning on the phone to put on the camera.

“No please.” Aemond complained again, earning a bored look from him. The man was a hiding machine.

“Yes please!” Finding the perfect position that featured all of you and those in the selfie, you instructed, “Say fuck Aegon.”

It didn't take much prodding from the other four.

“FUCK AEGON!”

“Oh common.”

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