#and they werent even chasing after someone

[silverstzrs]

♛"Playing pretend"-Gojo Satoru x reader♛

☆🌹Summary:Satoru comes up to you with an offer, an offer to act like his fake girlfriend infront of the public.

★🌹AU: Modern, no jujutsu, Satoru's rich.

☆🌹WARNINGS:None

★🌹Part I/?

☆🌹WC:2.6k

You are working at your usual 9 to 5 as a casiher, from the sun rising to the moon chasing behind you didnt get much freetime. You werent blessed with a good family background, so it meant you had to work harder to achive a portion of what some own. You sometimes ponder if one day you would obtain the chance to be someone crossing their legs watching TV in a million dollar mansion.

"Uhm excuse me?" a woman asked you, knocking you out of your fanastys back to reality as a cashier, you check the time, 5:10 pm your shift ending ten minutes ago,"can you help me find everything i need on this list?" she waves the list front of your face, the list looked to be 100 items long

"I am sorry ma'am, but my shift is over," you explained, but you were wondering why your co-worker is taking their shift late. Not really wanting to deal with a customer right now as your shift has ended, you try to ask her to wait for the arrival of your co-worker "can you wait for a few? The person taking the shift after will be arriving soon."

You hoped to see a face of understanding on the woman's face, but an annoyed expression was plastered over her face instead, "You are so rude!" she argued, throwing the list infront of you in entilement and stomping her feet, "I want to report to your manager!" god, this was the 3rd time today, you couldnt deal with this now.

You pressed a button behind the counter to call your manager for the third time today, your manager talked the woman into leaving. She faced towards you afterwards, her face has annoyed has ever, "This is the 3rd time today," she hissed at you, you held the hem of your skirt out of nevousity, the last time your manager was in a fimillar stance, she fired your ex co worker.

"My shift ended," you stated, you were still nevously holding the hem of your skirt, your co worker who was supposed to take the shift was late, she got a scolding too but not as bad as you now.

"Oh yeah? Alright then, your shift is over, forever, dont ever come back here again your fired" she screamed at you, you knew this was gonna happen, you didnt want to argue anymore so you stormed off in tears.

You sat at the bus stop, trying to call an uber. Tears rolling down your cheek has you processed the outcome of you jobless, your parents barely had enough to get a roof above your head, what about living expenses? You put down your phone with the thoughts, giving up on the idea to get an uber and walking instead to save a buck or two.

You wiped your tears, before picking yourself up physically and mentally to walk home, before someone appeared behind you calling out your name "Y/N!", that voice is a voice saved at the back of your hand, you turned around to see that it was your highschool bestfriend, Satoru Gojo.

Satoru has a rich family background, having monopolyed the industry, the Gojo's own 90% of the biggest brands throughout Japan. Due to him being the only son of the mastermind of it all, Mr Gojo, Satoru will be the heir to the family throne quite oppisite of you.

You looked down almost immediately, you didnt want to him to see your red and teary eyes. "Long time no see.." you wanted to end things short, your apartment was 3 blocks away and it was getting late, the brightness of the sun eaten by the darkness of the moon which makes it a trouble for you to get home.

"You dont need to hide what happened I was in the store," your eyes look up to him, he was wearing a white button-up with black jeans and his singnature sunglasses covering his eyes, he always liked wearing them even now he is wearing them at night. He also had two bodyguards 3 meters behind him, since birth he had a bounty on his head for the money, so it was reasonable for him to get bodyguards.

"Oh, thats embrassing, haha." You said, he had never worked a job like a cashier before, his father immediately made Satoru the head of all decisions in their business, he has millions if not billions in his hands. He was a goofy student in high school, often skipping class with his your shared group of friends along with you, he looks to be a changed man, professional and all.

"So do you need a job to replace yours?" He asked, maybe this was fate? Maybe getting fired from that job enabled you to get a higher paying job? You had good, no the best grades during high school, maybe it paid off? you questioned yourself, the sadness washed away with excitement.

"What job are you offering?" you questioned back to him, you were clearly interested, who wouldnt be? To have a chance to be hired in a huge company which your best friend owns. In addition, you got fired and you have to pay for food and bills somehow.

The moment Satoru heard those words, he replied "Lets not talk here shall we?" grabbed your hand and signaled his two buff body guards to follow him with the other, walking towards the coffee shop nearby. The sudden move made you shook, what was happening? Is he telling you to do something illegal? Why you?

When he reached the coffee shop, the waiter looked at him and greeted him with the most respect ever, "Welcome Sir Satoru," she bowed, you guessed his family owned a percentage of this business too. Satoru just nodded, walking towards a table with a seat for two, loosing the grip on your hand, sitting down making you do the same. His bodyguards were outside the coffee shop, probably instructed by Satoru.

"You are probably wondering why I took you here so suddenly Y/N" he started off, taking his sunglasses off to reveal his mesmerising blue eyes, looking right into yours. You were definately wondering why he would rather pull you here to talk about the job offer, and why he would tell his bodyguards to stand outside when their job is to protect Satoru. "I dont knos how to say this, but I have nevet given such a job before, I dont know how to start,"

What?? you got even more confused, your hands on your laps, eyes looking at his sunglasses he had placed down on the table.

After a minute, he thought of a good way to ask, he looked around, no one present to hear his words "My parents want me to marry someone I dont want, she's smart like you and my parents think she is ideal for me," he said, wait what does this have to do with a job offer? What job is he asking you to do right now? "I want you to be my fake girlfriend, so I dont need to marry her."

"What kind of job is that?" You replied, loosing interest until the thought of your parents not eating to put food on the table for you, you lost your job, you have close to no savings so you sighed "I'm poor, and my social class is zero. Why would they accept me?"

"We went to the same highschool, we were good friends and you are smart, probably the smartest in the whole of Japan" thats true, you got an award for having the best grades in the best university of Japan, "we have all the money in the world, my partner being broke is probably the least of their worries, they want someone to acompany me with the industry alike my mother. Plus due to our previous relationship, its more trust worthy"

Reasonable answers, it all depends on the pay for you now, "And the pay? I need the money" its the truth you do need it after you lost your job.

"20k usd a month" he said with a smirk, "it will rise by 2k every month" he added, now thats unpassable, he held out his hand out looking for a shake to finalize the deal. You shook his hand, anyone would accept in a heartbeat.

"Great～Y/N! heres my number, meet me in the Gojo HQ tomorrow to sign the contract" he said with a grin, maybe he hasnt changed much from his goofy persona afterall. You took his number and chuckled, you missed the good old days, when Satoru and Suguru would pull you to the acrade with the group, you find it annoying in the past, you find it memeriable now. "We'll talk about the infomation and instructions you have to follow tomorrow."

He reached his hand to hold yours, you stood up, and held his hand gently. The waiters bow down respecting him has he walks out, signaling his bodyguards to follow.

He bought you to his car, a white ferrari while his bodyguards walk into a BMW, opening the door for you letting you in, "Get in" he requested, you got into his ferrari "Where do you live? I will drop you home"

"Theres no need-"

"Well if i let you walk home, my bodyguards will be suspicous,"

Thats true, so you shut up "My address is xxxx,xxxxx,xx". You sat looking at the interior of the sport car, it is beautiful, the leathered seats looked luxury to you.

"You'll have to act whenever we are in the public," he stated, its glad you took acting classes, so you know how to act."And prepare your bags, your going to have to move in with me. next week" what? You cant just leave your parents so suddenly,

"You never said anything about moving in," you stated, his eyes not leaving the road, not saying anything until he was stopped at a red light, he looked at you,

"Wasnt it obvious?" he spoke, to you it wasnt, but whatever, you needed the money, you can explain to your parents, right? At least you hope so.

The very next day, you ate breakfast, just a hard boiled egg all you can afford right now. You got a text from Satoru to wear a formal dress, so you did, the only fancy dress you own, a navy blue dress paired with a black gucci belt given by Suguru on your birthday in highschool. You called an uber to get to the Gojo's HQ.

You stood outside the tall building, nervously, what waits ahead? its just faking but you cant help but be nervous. A young man with black messy hair in formal clothing opens the door to greet you, "Greetings Mrs Y/N, I am Megumi, Mr Satoru is awaiting your arrvial, please follow me." Megumi said.

You followed the young man, to a huge double door, double the height of you, Megumi opened the door, revealing a spacious room twice the size of your apartment, at the left side of the room, theres a desk which Satoru sat.

"You are dismissed Megumi," Satoru spoke, letting the young man leave, Megumi bowed and left closing the massive doors behind him. Satoru pointed a seat infront of the table, facing him, assuming he told you to sit, you sat on the seat.

He pulled out the contract and placed it facing you, "any questions regrading the job?" you read the paper breifly, there is some points that bother you:

Unable to tell anyone

In no cicrumstances can you break act in public

This contract is unbreakable unless both users sign the contract.

"Does anyone know about this?"

"No, and no one should."

"What if I accidentally break act?"

"No, you cant, it's stated in the contract." he said, you nodding has you grabbed a ball pen and signed the papers, "Great! On Monday you'll move in with me and appear in public with me like dinners" he said, giving you a key, to his house, "And we will go out once in a while, my parents will be suspious if we dont"

Monday arrives quicker than you had thought, Satoru driving you to his mansion, your bags at the back of his bugatti chiron, his eyes on the road "We have a dinner to attend tonight, the Geto's are celebrating their 25th anniversary." he said, his eyes not leaving the sight of the road.

You havent seen Suguru in a while, you missed how caring he is to you, in the past, you often think about him and his whereabouts. You hoped you would see him tonight.

"Try to behave, ok?"

You nod in response, but you do hate how he used the word behave, like a dog.

You arrive at his mansion it had a modern design, three stories with a huge door, theres a garage full of cars and more, the inside is more luxurious than the outside, a spacious area with beautiful interior desigining.

"Your room is on the third floor to the left" Satoru said, hanging his coat on the coat hanger and entering a room asuming its his bedroom. You followed his directions, going into a room thats as spacious as his office, huge door, a bow window, the view of the pretty lake outside, a kingsized bed with navy blue silky sheets with 5 different types of pillows, beside the bed, theres lamps and a makeup vanity. A door leading to a walk in wardrobe with new, fancy clothing, with a big mirror at the end.

It is amazing, in the walk in wardorbe, theres a box, you assumed it was yours, opening it you see a black dress with a slit at the left side, a black burberry bag, a pair of heels and a fur coat from chanel with a note."Wear this for the dinner" so you did.

Has gen z would say, you "slayed" the dress, it complimenting your every curve. The two of you arrive at the resturant, it was classy, it probably costed four digits for each table. The Gojo family sat on a table together, where you and Satoru sat. Suguru approached the two of you with a smile, "Y/N! Long time no see! How are you now?" You found it odd he didnt speak to Satoru in the slightest.

"Great!" you responded to him, with a laugh, "What about you? I heard you were gonna take over?" you ask, making small talk with him but your "Boyfriend" just took his phone out, and started to look at it, not paying any attention to you or Suguru.

"Ahhh, its stressful～" he says with his signature smirk, "its not easy you know." He said sarcastickly joking around like the past. You chuckle, highschool was a great time until the few of you seperated, due to your low class, you stopped contacting and lost all contact with them.

"Well, we still have a long time until we eat, so why dont we take a stroll?" he requested, holding his hand out. You took his hand, and looked back at Satoru, he shot you a look before looking away.

Suguru took you outside to the garden, it was late so the lights were open, it was pretty has the two of you walked on the rocky pathways, he looked around to check for people, facing you right after.

"I know about the fake dating between you and Satoru"

Tysm for reading this shitpost! Lmk if you want more! Tag list is open for whoever wants it lmao

-Pictures not mine-

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[milesmyrales]

my eyes on you

mikage reo x fem! reader, slight nagi seishiro x fem!reader narration. not proofread, this was something i wrote at 3am so pls bare with me 😞

being good friends with mikage reo wasn’t easy. you both were always rumored to be dating, but none of that were true. but despise all the rumors, you would expect yourself to be receiving hate notes or atleast one of those letters that would say “stay away from reo”, but none of that ever happened.

maybe it was because they all knew how he looked at you, maybe its because they all know how he always searches for you and how his eyes always lit up only by seeing you walk pass by.

but you werent his.

instead, you were dating his bestfriend. nagi seishiro, who would have thought? he couldn’t ignore how he could see your smile reaching from eye to eye when you meet your boyfriend, he couldn’t ignore how much you talk about him. maybe other people didn’t bother because you were already dating nagi.

and he couldn’t stop wishing that it was him.

and now you’re in front of him, fussing about how you’re searching for nagi’s birthday gift. of course you asked reo, he’s his best friend who knows nagi more than himself. he was trying to help you, he really was but his thoughts just kept on drifting away. would you do this too if you were his boyfriend?

“hey reo, don’t drift off. are you still with me?” you snapped your fingers in front of his face making him slap back into reality. reo chuckled, slightly embarrassed that he was caught daydreaming. he quickly hopped back into the topic you both were discussing.

sometimes people wonder, what is something mikage reo can’t buy? which leaves 2 answers, the world cup and your feelings. if anyone knew his current feelings, they would think “if feelings could be bought then reo would buy name’s feelings so she could fall in love with him.”

but reo thinks otherwise. reo thinks that feelings are precious, especially love. love is such a beauty, such a rare feeling that appears for the right person in life. no money on earth he has can buy love.

in his eyes, your love for nagi is so sweet. too sweet for him that he feels sick, sick of his own thoughts. he should be happy for you right? his two best friends ended up being together and they’re both happy, who wouldn’t be happy? but then again,

who would he be happy with?

as much as he loves you, he wouldn’t confess. ever. not when you’re dating his best friend and not when you’re single. him confessing felt weird for him, if you’re his best friend, someone who makes him feel comfort more than he would with anyone and then suddenly goes wrong, where would he seek comfort next?

but would he have regrets if he doesn’t confess? sometimes people say that “regrets are things people didn’t do.” he’s never been this confused, why of all people on the earth it just had to be you? he never chased on someone before, its always been reversed and he would be rejecting girls left to right like it was nothing.

now it came to him. the fear of you rejecting him, if he ever decides to confess of course. was this what people experienced before confessing to him? were they even scared of rejection knowing there will be a 99.9% chance that they will get rejected?

he waited so long for you. he loved you the same as he loves football, that was already special. but you never knew. he waited years, after you finished high school and found your own ways. he never took his mind off of you, he was desperate. you and nagi were still going strong until one day reo got a call from you.

you never called him unless it was important, like that one time you needed a ride back home from a party but nagi was out of town, he was there.

he picked up the phone call “hey, whats up?” reo asked, slightly worried that you needed his help again on something. you told him you just had some news to share, which reo was curious about. what kind of news could he be expecting? will it finally the news of you and nagi breaking up? he definitely wasn’t wishing on that one.

3 words. 3 words was what you said. he wished from the bottom of his heart it was “we broke up” but he would be a bad friend if he did. instead you said the news to him in a happy voice “we’re getting married!”

reo was shocked but not surprised, he knew this time would come, he just didn’t expect it to be this soon. he wished he could have time for him to move on but this was so sudden. pausing for a few seconds, trying to act happy at the news was hard.

“i’m so happy for you both, congratulations” but he wasn’t. he wasn’t happy about it, he felt so many emotions at the same time that words can’t even express. the thing he wasn’t happy about was how he could have told his love for you before you dated nagi. he should have took his chance way back then, if he did, will things change?

you thanked him and ended the call shortly after delivering the news to him, reo sat in his office looking out at the window. he would remember the times where he first fell for you.

you and him first met on the school rooftops, he noticed on how you intensely gazed through the skies and school grounds. “why are you so focused, its not that entertaining watching this view” reo said, looking at you.

you noticed what he said but you didn’t avert your eyes from where you’re looking. “and why is that any of your problem? besides, im sightseeing and it pleases my eyes” you replied, still gazing through the skies.

“all of the girls i know are sightseeing with branded handbags and clothing” reo shrugged but he decided to join in on your little “sightseeing”, it was simple yet calming. he never thought of just appreciating the view at where he’s at.

then he looked at you, gazing at you the same way he gazes into the beautiful light blue sky, its like as if you’re a beautiful scenery from the garden with wonderful bright flowers. that was what you are to him, soothing. its like he knows you enjoys the little things in life.

he adores you for it, he adores you even more when he starts to get closer to you.

the day of your wedding with nagi comes, of course reo being the best friend of the groom he gets to be the best man. it was a simple wedding, nothing too fancy which is definitely something you would have chosen out. his head turns when he noticed the doors opened and you, the bride started to walk down the aisle.

you walked seeing familiar faces from friends and family waving to you, smiling and you smiled back. of course you would, this was the happiest day to you after all. reo gazed down at the white gown you picked out after months of deciding. reo and you made eye contact, you smiling from eye to eye looking as happy as ever. reo returned the gesture by smiling back.

he was in awe but he hit back into reality again. you married him, not reo. you’re gonna be happy with nagi. he watched as you and nagi stare at each other, watching nagi’s lips mumbling a “pretty”

reo bit his inner cheek trying his best not to cry at the vows, but he let it out anyways just like everybody in the room did. he cried. because of now that you’re happy with him, now that you’ve finally found your happily ever after with his bestfriend. he wouldn’t ruin this just for his own pleasure. he stayed quiet the entire wedding.

once the ceremony was over, reo stood silently at the side of the altar waiting for all of the guests to go home, the reception will continue tomorrow evening. you walked over to the purple haired man who looks like has been waiting for you guys to finish accepting all the congratulations from the guests.

standing right in front of him, he hugged you tightly. he sobbed, so loud that hes glad everyone already went away and its just you, him and nagi. you never saw him this vulnerable. slightly surprised, you tried to calm him down by patting his back. but that only made him cry louder.

he has so many regrets but he wouldn’t want to admit it.

“thank you for everything, reo” you thanked him, giving him a genuine smile.

reo stopped crying for a second to look at your face, trying to trace every detail so he would remember this smile by heart.

reo had many regrets, but he was grateful that he could be someone important to name’s life. that i all he could ever wish for now.

even if she isn’t his to love.

#blue lock #reo mikage x reader #mikage reo x reader #reo mikage #reo x reader #bllk reo #blue lock reo #blue lock x reader

[bingusbongu]

Ok ok so hear me out-- romantic or platonic tadc jax x fem! reader-where the reader is kinda a meanie like him but more so in an oblivious feral way-like they just love pulling pranks & dont rlly think of the consequences of there actions ( idk if youve seen the show but just ignore this if not ggbgghfvgv but theyd remind me of max & nikki from camp camp-) cant wait to c what you do with this !! 🐇💜

Authors note: omg, this was an intresting request! This one ended out shorter than the other one, but i wanted to squeeze out another one for today! Sorry if its abit wonky! I hope this works!!! Thank you so much for requesting!

Jax × Fem! Prankster reader

○ when you first showed up in the circus, Jax could really care less about you. He really only thought of you as another didgital meatbag that he could try to push around, figuring that you wpuld either end up shy like gangle, or a mom friend like ragatha

○ what he didnt expect was you being the one pranking him first

○ it hadnt even been a day since youve been in the digital world, and you already stole and hid all his keys for him to find himself, which was tough mind him, the circus was a huge place, and you managed to hide them in places he never even thought of

○ at first, he would be annoyed with you, when you sometimes made snarky comments to him, like his appearance, calling him the 'bun boy' which got on his nerves

○ though, once he sees you pranking the others, almost out doing his own pranks. Like putting more than one centipede in Ragathas room, writing a fake document for Pomni, like an old record of the circus and make her go on this wild goose chase, etc.

○ he got a good laugh out of it

○ one time, you attempted to prank Caine, and nearly sucessed at it, befoe you were caught ad trapped in time out, and no one liks time out

○ and befoe you knew it, Jax wooshed in and found a way to release you from your prison

○ "i didn't do it because i like you, i did it because i need a good laugh"

Platonic

○ Jax got intrigued by you, and eventually started up a prank war, going againts eachother and seeing who can pull off the funnist prank, either on someone else or on the other competitor

○ you always found a way to out do him, which annoyed Jax, but in the end youd both get a punishment and it was worth it. You two just laughed a storm right after

○ after that, Jax and you became close friends. Hardly seen around without one hanging around the other. It was annoying to everyone else, because wherever you two went, chaos followed

○ you were a frightening duo lemme say that

○ he unironically finds you funny, especially when your making comments to one of the othed characters

○ you and Jax would do pranks together, though you were the one who took it farther sometimes, abd usually faced the harder punishments, but Jax always would come aroubd and free you so you werent waiting to long

○ def uses his keys to get into your room when he is bored just so you two can plan your next prank plan

○ no one likes you two but you guys could hardly care

○ once he realized how oblivous you were to when someone asked why you were so mean, amd you were like, "huh????" he made it his duety to keep you that way so he could actually have a friend (he needs one)

Romantic

○ it would still be the same, with the pranking, but instead it would be more like dates. You two would hold hands if he allowed, and watch tge entire circus glow ablaze with smiles on your faces

○ would call you 'doll' as your nickname, he really just does it to tease you

○ definitely takes you outside the tent to plan a trap for whoever walks outside next, and you two would just sit outside and watch and wait

○ jax likes seeing how your face lights up when one of your guys's plans go off, especially if it was one he planned. It makes him all proud.

○ Jax isnt the type to really care about what happens to others, but he cant help but admire how unafraid you are to take your pranks to anothsr step. He likes that about you, but he would be dead before he ever admitted that

○ when im private, will let you sit in his lap as you two plan. He would complain about it at first, but he really dosnt mind

○ i think he would be touch-starved, after being in the circus for who knows how long.

○ All you need to do is put your hand around his cheek and speak softly to him for Jax to immediately agree with you

○ watches you closely, just to make sure you donf get into trouble with caine while he is doing something else (will save you regardless)

○ now that you are together, Jax always has plans on how to get you out of caines punishments. Almost exactly when it happens, he is freeing you and running away with you close behind

○ jokes about you being a damsel in distress

○ he lets you use his keys, to get into other people rooms, he likes to snoop, and if you like to snoop, it makes ut even better to have a snooping partner

○ you two share all the gossip in the tent istg

○ youre one of the first people he actually likes in this place, so expect him to go wherever you go, youre not getting him off of you

○ points out flaws in your plans and helps you with making a better, fullproof one

○ never admits it, but he admires and loves your personality. Just like him! But not the same gender, and with a few more extra steps

○ again, everyone hates your duo, but you two are inseparable

#jax x reader #tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus #the amazing digital circus x reader #reader insert #x reader #Chatic duo #tadc jax

[wundersmith-squall]

ramble about your Ezra Squall redemption arc please?

Absolutely- id be very happy to! I'm quite aware that im about to sound like this:

but you asked so this is what you signed up for /j

Soooooooo it basically wormed its way into my head because of the one time where Squall said something like 'We're wundersmiths we take all of the blame and none of the credit' and I was like, okay sir are you speaking from experience? What was the 'credit' of your actions? And also the mention of the shared enemy, which I at the time took as meaning partially something in the republic that threatens Nevermoor, and partially something to do with the system, the Wunderous Society and like, all the people in charge who are against wundersmiths and are trying to hold Mog back.

Along with these two things, I'd like to think that 100+ years of banishment are long enough to rethink your actions and become a better person.

So, I'll explain it in a way that wont take an entire essay to write out. Basically it goes in my head that, Courage Square was, at least partially an accident, and over 100 years the story got skewed, and the current population turned against Ezra and the Wundersmiths, while the population at the time knew how, Wundersmiths ultimately were trying to help Nevermoor. Courage Square was bad, which is why Ezra was banished, but he wasnt killed. After a tragedy, it would be expected that he'd be punished, but at the time, the Republic as we know it didnt exist, and so being banished out there was a very bad fate, but it was definitely better than death.

Ezra went through a, lot of bad mental states during the first few decades of his banishment, but as he grew older, he came to terms with both his past actions and his current situation, though he still feels guilty about it.

In my head, the Wundersmiths were originally established to protect Nevermoor from the weird creatures of the darkness that the Wunderous Society takes care of now. Those creatures are attracted to Wunder. When Ezra was banished from Nevermoor, there were no longer any Wundersmiths in there, and so WunSoc had to step up and find a way to cover for him. Meanwhile, Ezra, who still loves Nevermoor, establishes Squall Industries, partially to improve conditions in the Republic and partially to provide a bigger, brighter beacon of wunder to attract the majority of the dangerous creatures to a place where he could still handle them. In this same thought, the Hunt of Smoke and Shadow werent something he created, but a group of these dangerous creatures that he managed to tame.

On the same subject are the other cursed children, those who, gather wunder but are unfortunately dont have the gift to control it. The creatures of the darkness, who chase wunder, hunt down these children to take the wunderous energy from them, which they dont survive. Ezra does his best in this situation, but one man can only do so much, and the creatures are relentless.

When he first discovers Morrigan, he's not exactly sure what to do. He tries to just get her as an apprentice through the usual means in the republic, but after a certain mad ginger got in the way he sent the Hunt after her, himself being busy trying to help the other cursed children, but we all know that that attempt didnt work. Ezra, knowing about the wunder critical-mass gather-too-much-without-using-it-makes-bad-things-happen thing, so he used the gossamer to get back into Nevermoor.

Having to enter and view Nevermoor again, even though not physically, took a bit of a toll on him, plus having to interact with someone new while being himself, which is not something he's had to do in a long time. He's also never, had to teach anyone before.

From there, I imagine he goes from frustrated and angry, to irritated but starting to get attached to Mog, to actually being a genuinely good teacher (aka the floof you saw in my drawing, who doesnt sleep nearly enough but still tries his best to be a good person), who is Tired™ and also just as chaotic as Jupiter when he wants to be.

Thank you for listening to my ramble- I can happily expand on anything if anyone happens to like this train of thought. I have further specifics on, basically everything, but this is a solid overview.

#im also working on a new drawing #so hopefully that will be finished in the next few days #nevermoor #jessica townsend #ezra squall #wundersmith #wunder #morrigan crow #ramble #ezra squall redemption arc

[yourlovermumu]

so i was thinkingggg

should i do a bakugo and reader fanfic where its set in a desi setting? like indian, Pakistani, or bangladeshi setting.

and like the trope is slow burn and marriage of convenience. AND CHILDHOOD FRIENDS.

basically bakugo and your parents happen to be in the same social circle and so basically you and bakugo often saw each other at several parties and events such as weddings and family gatherings.

you guys were particularly close but werent exactly strangers to each other. growing up you, bakugo, and izuku would run off somewhere alone to play around at these events. but as you all grew older you both stopped showing up to these events as often. well...mostly bakugo. you and izuku would show up to these family events and such with your parents quite alot more then bakugo would.

you and bakugo stopped seeing each other as often eventually and drifted apart. the friendship and joy you two shared together as kids are now distant memories. especially with bakugo moving to japan to chase his ambition.

but soon enough after your twentieth birthday you hear his coming back and his parents are arranging a friendly gathering with close family and friends and that they are back in their motherland. and of course, your family is also invited.

you dont think much of it, really. its such another one of those events and family gatherings you have grown customed to growing up where you did.

it isnt odd in the slightest to get invited someone's home in occasions such as this.

but what is odd is the way your dupatta gets stuck in his watch and suddenly your not looking at anyone but him. but its not like he is in any better condition then you. he is also frozen. just staring. staring at you.

your eyes are locked with his and suddenly you dont seem to remember why you looked behind your back. why? because you felt a tug on your dupatta? thats not what matters to you right now. because with the air getting knocked out of you with the way his so far but...feels so close. you can see all the features of his face so clearly. he has certainly grown much, much more handsome in the time you two were apart for the past 7 years.

but did his eyes always look at you like? no...not when you two were kids, no.

and that fact only makes you all the more aware that you two arent just two kids sneaking away from your parents to play in a abandoned room in the far corner where no one will bother you both.

his a man. and your a women.

a soft chuckle from him breaks you out of your trance. its a intoxicating sound. his voice is deep, you note.

''not gonna untangle your dupatta, chutki?'' theres that sexy smug smile on his lips when he says that.

you cant help but roll your eyes at the nickname. its the same exact one he called you ages ago. but thats when you didnt even know where babies come from.

if it werent for his handsome face, he best bet you'd slap his face one way or another. just like old times.

but that lighthearted air that surrounded you both is now far gone with you sitting across from him. your parents at your side and his mother and father right by his.

the air is filled with grim air that only you and bakugo can sense. your parents seem to be in their little world.

their beating around the bush is obvious enough. you can already tell what this is about. and so can bakugo.

and non of you know how to feel about it. but one thing is clear, your both not kin on the idea.

''you two have grown of age. its time for marriage isnt that right?'' your mother says with a friendly smile on her face. and you so wish you could just bury yourself into a hole right then and there. sure you knew it would happen. your parents have been quite open about getting you married, saying its high time you give them a grandchild before they bite the dust. because apparently your elder sister and brother wouldnt. your brother is too focused with his multimillionaire company while your sister claims her job as a lawyer is much too demanding to spare time for marriage of all things. so now the pressure of marriage is upon you. but him? bakugo of all people? why?

you and bakugo both eye each other at your mother's words. surely...she cant be..?

''we think you two should get married. you two are a good match for each other.''

and all hell breaks loose. thats the sentence you were anticipating. bakugo is the first to express his disapproval.

''hell no! old hag are ya outta your mind?'' he shouts.

''you have to get married eventually. isnt it better to marry someone who your familiar with rather then a stranger? maybe there would have been more options open if only you didnt chase off girls by the mere sight of you, boy!'' his mother voiced. the volume of her words matching her voice.

bakugo grumbles at his mother's words, shooting her a glare.

you wanna escape. of course you do. because hell no were you gonna marry bakugo katsuki. no offense but that guy is NOT capable of being a good husband. you'd rather marry a beggar on the street then him. but its not like you can say that outright with several eyes on you.

''....abba, mami, is this...necessary?'' you gave both your parents an uncertain look. definitely trying to some how talk them out of this conversation and just go home. you cant bear to sit here and listen to this any longer.

''well...its already settled.''

you frown.

''what?''

''its settled. its not like you two would ever get married on your own record to begin with. so...your father and i as well as katsuki's parents decided that we set it up before you to can back out.''

what was to come now in your future married life?

(just a little thought lmfao lemme know if yall want me to write it <3)

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo smut #mha #izuku midoriya #desi #indian #Pakistani #bangladeshi

[seancekitsch]

Wow, I can get sexual, too: An Adrian Chase x reader fic- Chapter 1

series masterlist here

warnings: eventual smut, masturbation, twitter nude culture, the very slightest dub con but not really just saying this to be safe, mutual pining, idiots in love, perv!reader but also perv!adrian

If someone asked what your vice was, you'd have to say it was something normal, something reasonable. You could be like any middle aged man in Evergreen and say darts and draft beers. You could be like any of the girls you graduated with back in Gotham and say shopping or accidental dates with the Joker’s henchmen that all of your friends had coincidentally gone on- multiple times. But no, you couldn't be that easy or simple. You had to lie and pick one of those options instead of being truthful. You went for something in between, you would say cheap beer and extremely choice but expensive makeup. It's not like you could tell them you were almost addicted to  @mattvtweets tributes and videos. To the point where you made a dummy account with your most racy lewd picture as the profile picture and a Fargo reference as a fake name and you had his account notifications turned on. It's also not like you could mention that it's your favorite coworker under an equally fake identity. 

It's not like you were looking, you werent. You were twitter mutuals with your team, and you were already a bit of a purveyor of twitter nude culture. You’d memorized a few of your favorites and donated to a few of their onlyfans links, but one stuck out to you in a big way. @mattvtweets had a body to die for, slight abs with the cutest tiniest bit of chub, chiseled arms, a nice girthy… clean apartment. 

It took three videos for you to recognize the apartment. The large mirror he stood in front of in every video showed off a lot more than what you think he might have wanted to show, but you saw it all. Specifically, you saw all you needed to see to connect all of the dots. 

It started with a coffee mug. There was one video he posted late on a Tuesday night, one that already had you splayed out on the bed and ready, but you almost closed your legs on your hand in shock at the sight of it. You knew that cup, the one you bought for his birthday, the one you’d fought tooth and nail to find after he said he was a Josh Groban fan and you found out he wasn’t touring anymore for some broadway show. It looked you in the eye and taunted you, so much you could barely focus on the way his lovely chin just barely dipped into frame.

You knew that chin well, sharp and triangular and perfect. It looks the same as when he lifts up his mask just so when you're on a mission. You'd dreamed of kissing that chin when you saw a black and teal bit of fabric pull up to reveal pink lips that would occasionally sip a boba tea or a slurpee from the local bodega as he walked in late to headquarters. Those lips attached to that chin, those lips that you wanted all over you with or without the mask. 

To say you were shocked was an understatement, and to say you were so turned on by your own guilt at continuing to look would be putting it lightly. You came harder than you ever have before that night. It was like an addiction now, watching Adrian Chase wrap the same hand that holds open doors for you, wrap around his hard cock and stroke himself until he comes, sometimes his release even splashing onto the mirror and absolutely driving you wild.

Now that you recognize that chin, you start to recognize the rest of him. How could you not? You'd personally patched up that toned chest before, remembering how Adrian just smiled and blushed while you nervously put your hands on him. Being up close to him without all of his gear was daunting, your nerves in overdrive, even if you kinda have a thing for the uniform too. Ever time you patch up Adrian you find yourself walking away from the encounter flushed and giddy like some school girl with a crush.

It started with that video, where you relaxed again after your initial shock at the revelation. You slipped your hand back in between your thighs, middle finger coming to circle around your clit every once in a while dipping a finger inside yourself before going back to your clit, watching the video on a loop. You tried your best to time your movements to match the movement of his hand on himself, almost like you were doing this together. It was tributed to another user, someone who had posted a nude for this specific response, but you're creative, you can imagine that it's dedicated to you, the three minute video that you can pretend and say he is doing this thinking of you.

You imagine yourself kneeling in front of him, mouth open and ready as you watch him, touching yourself and just waiting for the finale, wanting to taste him on your tongue. Would he be just as vocal in person? Or is this all an act for the internet? You hope he's vocal, you think, as you lose rhythm and speed up your own pace. You press your fingers down a little harder as you speed up, letting his moans be the soundtrack to your own imagination kicking into high gear. 

 Just as you're about to bring yourself over the edge with your fingers, your pinky and thumb precariously holding your phone slip, and that little heart under the tweet turns red. 

Shit, shit shit shit. Fuck. You quickly pull your hand up and unlike the tweet as quickly as you'd liked it, and now your orgasm is ruined.

You panic. You hope it was quick enough that he didn't see the notification from your account. That's how the dummy account was created. Now, with a picture of your cleavage and a fake name, you can like any of these videos you want, and even comment under them if you're tipsy or feeling brave. 

You think nothing of it anymore. That was three weeks ago.

“Hey, Y/n, take a look at this!” 

You don't even have a moment of clarity to understand what's happening before Adrian’s phone is being shoved in front of your face a little too closely. 

“I got Eagly to hug me! And Harcourt got it on camera!”

He’s practically bouncing on the soles of his boots as your hands brush his gloved ones to grab the phone from him. 

Sure enough, the eagle’s wings are draped around Adrian’s shoulders, his face turned away from the predators beak, but beaming. 

“Don’t scroll,” Adrian says, in a tone that makes you think he doesn’t actually care but he knows it’s what people say when they’re presented with someone’s camera roll. You don’t need to, though. The bottom of the screen shows those tiny little previews of what else is previously taken, and you can see a thumbnail that looks identical to the video he posted last night that had you moaning into your pillow and gasping for breath. If he notices your eyes flicker down the the little previews, he doesn’t say anything.

“How long did that take?” you ask, carefully handing the phone back to him so that there are no accidental swipes. 

“Only about two hours, and three bags of doritos,” he responds, clearly bubbling with pride. 

He sits down next to you on the piano bench like everything is normal. You've all but convinced yourself he didn't see a notification from your account on his secret twitter and everything is fine.

But it's not for you, those videos are not for you, and neither is Adrian's presence. Ever since you spotted the coffee mug and his chin, it's like when Neo took the pill in the Matrix. You now know the truth, you know everything that lies underneath that uniform and it's like you can't turn it off. You find yourself little sweatier, a little more on edge now when he invades your personal space; Something you once craved, and now you dread, imagining he can see “I GET OFF ON YOU” written on your forehead in sharpie or something. 

You notice he closes out of his camera roll quickly, and as he plays one of those matching games with those horrible ads, you can’t help but be distracted by the constant banner notifications going wild that he keeps having to swipe away. He focuses on his screen while Harcourt and Adebayo explain how things will proceed, not missing a beat answering questions when they’re lobbed his way, but you can’t focus on anything but the notifications you saw that couldn’t be from anything but his other twitter.

“Dude, what if she’s possessed?” you hear Chris say, and your realize they’re talking about you. 

“If I was possessed I’d attack you first,” you shoot back at Chris, hoping and praying you’d draw the attention anywhere but where your mind was.

Luckily, Adrian starts cracking up.

“She totally would dude, she says you aggravate her! Not that she would win even if she was possessed, I mean, your biceps alone…”

You tune out again now that the attention is off of you. Saved by the Vigilante. 

After a while things die down again, and you all agree to where and when you'll meet up tomorrow for reconnaissance. 

Before you leave you stop by John’s desk.

“Hey, how's my watch coming?” You ask, kicking one of your boots against the steel leg of the table.

“Finished it this morning, actually,” he says, rooting in his drawer until he finds it, “I actually tweaked it so that it can call each of us quicker. Its jailbroken so you wont get a warranty or anything but… it works for what we need. Thanks for being a guinea pig.”

He hands you your apple watch, with your shitty fake Burberry watch strap, a much missed accessory on your left wrist.

You strap it back onto your wrist, making sure it’s just the right amount of tightness and back in its normal place before you push your sweatshirt sleeve back down over it. 

“No, thank you! Really, I’ve been looking to make this thing more useful than closing my rings back in Gotham,” You shoot him a grateful smile, tapping the screen until it flashes back to life, the picture of all of you after the bottling factory incident permanently set as your background now. 

“Yeah no problem,” he says, and then adds, “By the way, you have a lot of twitter notifications.” 

Oh shit.

You thank him three more times before you finally say goodbye to everyone and leave, and its not until you get into your car that you check the notifications on your watch. Luckily, it was just a bunch of notifications that said ‘notifications’ and then just the twitter symbol. Economos didn't see anything.

You didn't have to open any of the notifications to know that they were alerts that the @mattvtweets account had made yet another post. It was basically your kryptonite at this point, the way that you had his alerts on and would save every video in your likes. Your dummy account isn't private, which means that if you were to respond to his videos, he could see it. Which, you've definitely debated doing before. It wouldn't be weird for that account for you to tweet something thirsty at him that would then result in him posting a video specifically for you. Not that he would know it was you, but it was you. Maybe if you were lucky he’d moan your fake twitter name and you'd know it was all for you.

But time and time again, you'd typed out a thirsty ass message, stared at it for a few seconds, and then promptly deleted it. For some reason, you couldn't stand to be just another girl in his replies begging for attention. Beyond that, you’d have an even harder time looking him in the eye than you already do. It’s bad enough the liked tweets of this dummy account are literally every video he’s posted and absolutely nothing else. Maybe one day you'll be brave- or desperate- enough to ask for a tribute, or to send him a nude. You'd thought of subscribing to his onlyfans, but it was no different content, and your google email popped up as the first one to join which freaked you out. You know Adrian knows your email address, and that was just a little too risky. Well, it felt a little riskier than what you were already doing. That's bold, maybe stupid, but you've never considered yourself the most creative.

Your drive home is usually taken in relative peace, eight stop lights and exactly three turns between headquarters and your apartment, and you can usually get about two or three songs in depending on how many red lights you hit. 

You reach the fifth stoplight nodding your head along to the radio when another notification pops up on your watch. Refusing to touch your watch, you drive home with a little bit more fire under your ass.

You’d never had a team back in Gotham, never had people who you could count on or people you would consider close. Associates, yes, but never people you'd meet up with after a job or text or send memes back and forth to, even if some of them have an incomprehensible concept of what a meme is. Adrian has to be your favorite of them, which makes this whole situation just a little more fucked up. You'd hate to break this trust; you know this is a boundary crossed, but this is something he’s never going to find out about. There's nothing that could actually trace the account back to you, you constantly reassure yourself. He can be your best friend and your secret fantasy and no one ever has to know. 

You convince yourself of this in the rest of the time it takes to get from that stoplight to the living room of your home. A condo that was once temporary housing now turned much more permanent, the decor miss matched and weird, but all little memories of your jobs with your new friends and new life here. 

You love your condo, and the life you're building here, and even the shitty frozen dinners you make here every night.

It’s not until you get to change into pajamas and finally lay down for the evening that you get to check those notifications. 

Your stomach drops when you see the newest notification, the one that was posted a few hours ago when you were in the car.

@mattvtweets: Thinking of a certain coworker, should I tell her this one’s for her? 

This video is not like the others, with his hand running over his chest, his abs, the scar on his side where you weren’t careful enough with your stitching one time before finally grasping himself. He’s got his bare leg propped up on the edge of his coffee table and his muscular pale thighs on display with his curly brunette leg hair covering them. Adrian’s really putting himself on display for this coworker, whoever she is. 

God, I hope it’s me, you think as you shimmy yourself into the pile of blankets you threw on top of your bed this morning. You don't miss the way the motion pushes your shorts even farther up your thighs, your free hand running up and down your soft skin, similar to the way Adrian is touching himself in the video.

Adrian in the video keeps running his hands up and down his body, almost teasing himself, almost like he's doing what he wants someone to do to him.

God, what you wouldn't give to be the one running your hands along his body, getting to feel his muscles flex under your finger tips and getting to brush along the soft hair on his thighs and lower abdomen. 

You start to copy his motions, warming your own body as you follow his movement, pushing your shirt up to run across your chest and grab at yourself the same way he’s doing to himself.

You scroll down slightly to like the video, saving this one so that you could keep coming back to it, specifically for that caption.

All of the comments below don't help your little fantasy, either

@user03114: She's so lucky!

@daynaxx: get her to make a vid with u luv xx 

@angelbby28x: can i work with you?

It's the comment about making a video with you that fuels your fire. Shit, you think, the things you'd do with him. You've never really been the type to take or send nudes, but if Adrian ever asked you to make one of these videos with you, you'd practically jump at the chance. To be sent these videos directly, to send videos to him.

You slip your free hand below the waistband at the thought of touching yourself on camera for Adrian, of letting him bare you to the masses. Maybe he’d even talk a little dirty; fuck, you’re sure you’d even get hot and bothered by his rambling if he just looked at you the right way. Your middle finger slips through your folds at the thought of him touching you on camera. Would he tease you? Would he keep going until you passed out? Would he be gentle? Rough?

I’ll take anything he’d give me, you think, pressing your fingers farther until you brush over your clit and finally making yourself gasp. 

You scroll back up to the video and start to move, circular motions with your middle and ring finger over your clit, your legs spread wide and hips slightly tilted just to hit that perfect angle.

When Adrian in the video finally wraps his hand around his cock, you finally dip your fingers inside yourself, slowly thrusting in time with how he strokes himself. He strokes his length, a good seven inches and curved slightly upward from what you can tell on the phone screen, from base to tip painfully slowly; this is a real performance he’s putting on, really showing off himself and giving you so much to work with. Its not like you need much though, fingers fucking yourself with barely any resistance. It's almost embarrassing how wet you can get over a twitter video, but it's more the little hints of the man behind them. Even before you found the account he’d left you flustered by simple gestures.

You're able to work yourself up to that peak quickly, only having to loop the five minute video twice before your breath is hitching and you're moaning his name quietly into the cold air of your bedroom. It's the way you can see the smallest bit of his jawline at the top of the screen, you can see the way it clenches and bites back his own moans.

You move your fingers faster as you imagine Adrian above you, clenching his jaw just like that, as he fucks into you, filling you and making you all his. Adrian’s rough hands manhandling you, grabbing and groping you, holding you down as he-

Your phone vibrating from a phone call shocks you out of your near-bliss. Fuck fuck shit fuck shit, you think as you drop the phone onto the bed next to you, the video of Adrian still playing on the screen. Your hand practically tears itself away from you and recoils back out of your shorts so quickly it's as if you'd been burned. As you gasp for air to regain your composure you look at the screen.

Adrian’s calling. 

Before you can really think about it, you're picking up his call and throwing it on speaker out of habit. 

“Uh, Hello?”

“Hey, favorite coworker!" He greets you, not best friend, but favorite coworker works. Favorite coworker could be the subject of that tweet, "I was just- Wait, did I interrupt a workout?”

You pause.

“No?”

Adrian sighs on the other end.

“Well why didn't you tell me you had asthma, silly? I would carry an inhaler with me if you had just told me, not to mention how out of breath you sound and-”

“Adrian, no,” you interrupt him, “What's up? What did you want to call me about?”

He stops, and you can practically hear him pondering on the other end. 

“Oh! Right, I just got done patrols on your side of town. I was wondering if I could come over since Fargo is on tonight and we always debrief after the episode.”

Suddenly you become all too aware of your situation. You're sprawled out on your bed, fingers still soaked in yourself because of the man on the other end of the call, your tiny bedroom feeling all too spacious. And Adrian is asking to enter this space and be alone with you.

“Uhhh, maybe that's not the best idea, Adrian,” you say, knowing you wont be able to keep your cool. 

But then guilt starts to creep in like a tingle along your scalp, because Adrian doesn't answer that.

“My house is really messy!” you offer, hoping that’ll smooth things over. 

Adrian stays quiet again for a moment, and then starts laughing a little too hard. 

“You could have just said that, silly!” he scoffs, and you can picture his face a little too close to the speaker, “Don’t worry about it.”

“Yeah?” you ask.

“Yeah, you can clean tomorrow,” he suggests, before adding, “I’ll bring you back to my place! I’m parked outside of your house anyway, you can just get in the Vigilante-Mobile.”

He punctuates his offer by honking his horn, confirming he is indeed right outside of your condo, and he’s not going to back down on Fargo night. 

“O-Okay, sure,” you stutter out, “just let me make myself decent.”

“Of course, because if we got pulled over you could get an indecent exposure charge. Not that I would mind about indecency.”

“Thank you. Adrian.” you grit out, head spinning for a reason caught somewhere between your ruined orgasm and the way he so plainly flirts without boundaries.

He hangs up then, and honks his horn again once. Groaning, you pull yourself from your position on the bed to get up and splash some cold water on your face.

You're going to need it.

#adrian chase x reader

[p41nkillers]

marshscott dialogue (1/???)

content: nathans working on trust issues

kate: ive never…like had any… uhh- *clear throat* lets just say…that im 'inexperienced' and youre my ‘first’ guy, so being with you.. is a new thing to me. ive always been distant myself around boys, my parents... they would be angry and disappointed if they knew about us…because they want me to be doing this sort of stuff...when im actually married *small sigh*

nathan: so youve been savin’ yourself for marriage this whole time? *chuckle* you hid this side of you cuz' you were scared that your parents might caught you breaking religious rules? yeah, that makes sense.. so why'd u agree to do it with me if you knew that being with me is kinda 'sinful' and it will only make it only worse? i dont understan-

kate: w-well...! i believe that...m-maybe we both gonna work this out and we eventually- *stop talking for awhile* nathan...why do u wanna be with me though? im a religious freak, and youre an atheist… is there.. any reason?

nathan: i have no fucking clue... i really dont okay? y'kno i dont really believe in any of those religious crap u mention about, i just think you were fun to hangout with, guess ive always had thing for religious girls anyway… *chuckle softly* maybe i like to experience with someone whos ACTUALLY different from me y'kno what i mean? i dont know how to word it well..but theres just something.. something about you that i really like alright? so tell me why u sticking with a douche guy like me anyway?

kate: mhm... youve got unique personalities... sure you can be a bit freaky sometimes but i tend to be the freakiest too so we're even *giggle* youre also look so gentle and charming when youre not being such a jerk to me... its like im talking to a different person..

nathan: maybe you should get your eyes checked then...still, that doesnt make any fucking sense right? i mean why the hell would u go that far with me though? its hard for me to give 100% trust on you...just wanna make sure you werent after me for damn money alright?

kate: good God nathan no! of course not! im not like those gold diggers youve been slept with! i-i swear okay..? believe me.. i never even saw you as my 'sugar daddy' i-i mean yeah sure youre rich, you have everything but that's not the reason i-

nathan: stop lying to me katie, the only reason you stuck with me cuz' im just a dumbass jock whos nothing but a spoiled prick little rich kid, just like any other stupid bimbos out there who kept using me for money. so yeah… i dont buy it, youre probably just using me too... *look away*

kate: *sigh* you right, youre such a dumb jock. cant u see that im being genuine this whole time? if you werent rich, id still want to be with you okay?? maybe i'd like you even more, so i wouldnt have to worry about you chasing me like im some kind of prey and treating me like one of your trophies collection... *frown*

nathan: you know what? big fucking thanks for giving me that ideas. maybe i should just go fuck around with other whore out there who isnt much loose as you, who can actually stand me, who isnt a clingy.. or someone who wont keeps whining being sensitive about everything like a fucking toodler. at least them hot chicks are wayyy more experienced more than you though.. youre all the same, just wanting me for cash! because thats what girls like you always do; an attention-starved whore who begged herself like a fucking dog in a heat!

kate: at least i still have some goddamn self-respect! you know what? maybe you should just be GAY instead because you sound like misogynist at this point. *sarcastic tone* and guess what? maybe i am clingy and sensitive; its one of those female traits you just have to deal with it but you cant! you know why?? because youre the most sexist guy ive ever met! and goodluck finding another dumb ho who can put up with your bullshit! *walk away*

note: i want them to at least hv a proper conversation afterward but hv no idea how to make it happen its a bit stretch to do so i just gave up lol

#saint and sinner #marshscott #kate marsh #nathan prescott #life is strange #self post

[mxyx-rx444]

Let the Good Time Roll

Sevika x NOLA!reader x Izogie part 2

summary- it's mardi gras down in New Orleans and your lovers decide to participate in its festivities this year, what they don't know is that they're in for a surprise with they style of dancing that's known around this time of year.

(18+) MEN & MINORS DNI!!! this is for the sapphics and the sapphics only, mentions of alcohol, drug use(weed), ass shaking, smut, cussing

recap-

."Thank you baby, I love both of you and catch some beads for me I'll see you when it's over," I said hugging them both as I ran off to catch up with tootie linking arms with her once I did. "Ready to shake the house down?" She asked looking over at me with a smirk. 

(present(continue the Playlist here))

"You know it bitch, the dynamic duo is back once again to show em how it's done, let's give em a show," I said returning the smirk as we climbed onto the float heading to the top. I grabbed a bottle of vodka, pouring some for the whole team as we all took a shot and started grabbing arm fulls of beads throwing them to people as the float started to move and the music started to get louder. "LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL!!!" I screamed as the crowd cheered and we started throwing beads. Our float was the 10th one in line so there would be enough time for the others to throw beads and candy at the crowd. The first song that would be danced to started playing as some of the team sat their beads down that they were throwing and got into their spots as the captain grabbed the mic and spoke to the crowd. " I think it's time for a shakedown, ima need everybody to move around," she said joining the team as they all started shaking ass as me and the rest of the team who werent shaking kept throwing beads, the crowd and the rest of the team hyping them up."Its almost our time to shine, you ready? We're coming up to the spot where ya ol' ladies at," Tootie asked as she sat her beads down pouring us four more shots each. "Ready as I'll ever be baby," I said as I sat my beads down, downing the shots one by one chasing the burning clear liquid with the lemonade we had at top of the float wiping my mouth , "let's just hope I'll still be able to walk after they're done with me tonight girl, " I said rolling my eyes hearing Tootie laugh as we head down the stairs inside the float sitting in the middle of them until it was our turn to come out. "Damn bitch they get down like that?" She asked looking over at me with a grin. "Hell yeah they get down like that, it's the best if you ask me, they got me weak in the knees baby," I said as we started laughing grabbing onto each others arm. "You not the only one honey, my ol' man in the crowd in front of the liquor sto' he be putting it down," tootie said fanning herself. "Look at us girl, i remember couldnt nobody hold us down cause we wouldnt take anybody's shit, now look, we both tied down," I said hugging my best friend." You got that right girl, I'll give it to em though they tried as  hard as they could," she said. "They fasho tried it too, especially that dude alonzo," I chimed in as we got up heading to the stage part of the float hearing our cue to get ready as the song neared its end as captain niecy went back on the mic "now this duo here, you all love when they shake the house down," she began as the crowd started to cheer knowing who's about to come out," I need yall to show some love for my girls Y/N and Tootie," captain niecy finished as everyone went wild. "Let's give em a show they'll neva' forget," I said smirking at Tootie as we high-fived and went out.

(Sevika's POV)

"I dont see how someone can be out here, theres too many people out," I said frowning as yet another drunk person bumped into me, "seriously it's barely even 9 o'clock how can people be this drunk already?" I stated looking over at izogie who's happily catching beads throwing them in Y/N' bag, even catching a few teddy bears. "It is not that bad sevika, come on have a little fun at least," izogie said catching another teddy bear putting it in the bag. "Yeah right, I'll have fun once I see what this dance is Y/N and their friend were talking about," I said rolling my eyes crossing my arms under my chest. "-yall show some love for my girls Y/N and Tootie," I heard as me and izogie turned our heads to see a float with a platform at the bottom seeing our Y/N and their friend walk out as the music got louder and the float started to slow down even more. "I wonder what kind of dance they're going to do to this so-" izogie started as I saw her jaw drop and looked over at the float to see Y/N and their friend bent over....twerking? "Oh yeah, they're definitely not going to be able to walk in the morning," I said looking back at izogie who's jaw was still hung open, "close your mouth you, look like a fish," I snickered as she regained her composure. It was now my turn for my jaw to drop as we saw Y/N climb onto the top railing of the float and their friend joining right on top of them as they both started twerking on each other moving in the shape of a circle? Y/N surprises me more and more everyday."Whoever their partner is, they are so lucky," I heard a guy next to me say over the loud crowd as I looked at him as he was busy making heart eyes at Y/N. "Yeah, we're very lucky to have them," I said smirking looking over at izogie knowing the fun the three of us are going to have tonight.

(Y/N's POV)

As me and Tootie were doing what we do best we heard the team and the crowd cheering us on, the team joining in soon after. Tootie and I got off the railing and went back to the platform as she was standing above me bent over and I was on my hands and knees shaking what my mama gave me. As the last of the bounce music played we knew what was next, it was time for the whole team to do the majorette number we've been practicing for the end. All the dancers got off the platform as we all went to stand behind the float getting into position, turning to face my team making sure everyone is in position and smiling I turned to face the float placing one hand on my hip and one in the air signaling '504' before placing my hand on my other hip as the music and our routine started hearing the people of New Orleans cheer louder. Halfway through the performance I felt a pair of eyes glaring into my back, as I turned to face the other side of the street I made eye contact with izogie who was glaring at me with dark eyes, not being able to read the emotion in her eyes I then looked over to sevika seeing the same look but lust clear in hers eyes as she licked her lips with that signature smirk on her face, my face slightly flushing red. As we finished our routine the crowd roared with cheers and applause, the team and I waving as all of us got back on the float and went back to throwing beads.

                  •time skip•

It's the end of the parade and Tootie and I are walking around trying to find our lovers in the crowd, tootie seeing her man first. "Y/N long time no see baby, how ya been? Y'all killed it out there," He said giving me a side hug then picking up Tootie hugging her. "I been good Derrick and thank ya, it feels good to get back on the dance floor with my best friend again," I said looking around for izogie and sevika seeing them a few stores down, "hey I'll catch up with yall later, stay safe outchea," I said giving tootie a hug and dapping up Derrick as I started in the direction of my impending doom. "Alright, hey text me later and let me know how it goes ya hear? love you bitch," tootie yelled as I turned around to flip her off sending a goofy grin her way, "love you too hoe," I yelled back turning back around only to be met with a hard chest and rough hands gripping my waist from behind as cold metal fingers tilted my chin up, my e/c eyes meeting ones of steel grey. "That was some great dancing out there babydoll, wouldnt you agree izogie dear?" Sevika said her eyes never leaving mine. "Indeed it was, never knew our little dancer had those kinds of moves in them," izogie said in my ear pulling my waist closer to her front as my face flushed slightly. "How about we not do this here and we enjoy the rest of Mardi Gras and talk about it when we get back home," I questioned as I felt heat surging through my body. "That sounds fair dollface although, there wont be much talking when we get back home," izogie said her mouth right next to me ear, as we joined the crowd in the line dance. Shit I'm in for it when we get home... 

a/n: part 2 is here!!!! I feel like I should like put a video or something to explain shaking and what it is in New Orleans but at the same time I feel like I don't need to...anyways thank you for reading<3 comments and reblogs are very much appreciated

#sevika #izogie #arcane league of legends #the woman king #sevika x reader #izogie x reader #lesbian #wlw story #mardi gras #new orleans bounce #Spotify

[bridgyrose]

It has been a while, but about that ladybug fake dating au, what did weiss do that cause ruby and blake to fake date? how does weiss take it when they actuall do date?

(I hope you know you made me have to come up with an actual reason and consequence for this one)

“Neptune is so sweet!”

It had been the same thing over and over from Weiss and Blake was tired of hearing about it. Ever since the heiress had officially started dating Neptune, and it was driving her nuts. It was one thing for her to be happy, but the way she was insistent on making sure everyone knew how happy she was with Neptune, every little thing he did to bring a little joy into her life… 

“Blake?” Ruby asked. “Are you okay?” 

Blake nodded and sighed. “Just… tired of hearing Weiss talk about Neptune all the time. I get she’s happy, but the way she goes about it, always loud and obnoxious-” 

“Then maybe we can get back at her.”

“And what exactly do you suggest we do?” 

“Well… we could… pretend to date and show her how it feels to be that obnoxious about it.” 

Blake pinched the bridge of her nose. “That sounds like the plot to a cheesy romance novel.” 

“Yeah, but… no, you’re right, its a bit… dumb.” 

Blake looked over at Ruby and smiled a bit as she saw a hint of a blush on her cheeks. “Not dumb, just… maybe a tad bit over done. But it could work.” 

Ruby smiled a bit. “You think so?” 

“I do. But are you sure you’re up for this? I know you were wanting to try to date Penny-” 

“And I can, after we get back at Weiss. Besides, she’ll understand, you know?” 

Blake smiled and put a hand to her heart as she felt it nearly skip a beat at seeing Ruby’s excitement. “Then we’ll be fake girlfriends until we prove a point to Weiss.” 

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Blake felt her heart pound in her chest as she squeezed Ruby’s hand. Even if people had thought she was already dating her, it was still nerve wracking to finally admit that what she and Ruby had was real. And yet, as she tried to say the words, they stopped at the tip of her tongue, almost as if none of it was real. 

“Blake and I are dating.” 

Blake’s ears perked up as she heard Ruby say those words effortlessly, her heart racing as she waited to hear the words she feared were coming. A rush of emotions flooded through her. Excitement, fear, peace, tranquility, dread, and terror. On instinct, she took a step back, ready to take Ruby with her. 

“Werent you already dating?” Weiss asked. “That is what you were doing for the past few weeks, wasnt it?” 

“Yeah, but now we’re official,” Ruby replied. 

“Alright, I’m lost. If you’re official now, then what were you doing before?” 

“We were trying to get back at you for dating Neptune.” Blake paused once she realized those words and left her lips and pulled her hand away from Ruby’s to cover her mouth. Her hands shook as she watched Weiss, waiting for her to berate her. 

Weiss pinched the bridge of her nose and let out a heavy sigh. “You… fake dated to get back at me for having a few day fling with Neptune? That’s a bit… excessive, dont you think.” 

Blake paused. “A… fling?” 

“I mean, yeah, he was cute, but… well… you saw how everything went after the dance. We had a bit of fun for a few days, and then those feelings went away and I dumped him.” 

“I see…” Blake sighed and sat down. “Guess what we did was a bit excessive.” 

“But if that’s what it took to get the two of you to quit dancing around your feelings for each other, then I’m glad that you got around to it.” 

“Wait, what?!” Ruby stood up and started to chase after Weiss. “What do you mean by that? Weiss!”

Blake smiled a bit and relaxed as her fears started to move away from her, glad Weiss wasnt angry with her. Though, it was a bit amusing to think of the heiress having a fling with someone. She sat down and let out a happy sigh and leaned back on the bed and looked over at a romance novel on the nightstand by Weiss’s bed. “Guess you played us too. Same cheesy plan from a romance novel.”

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#rwby #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #blake belladonna #weiss schnee #ladybug #rwby ladybug #ruby x blake #fake dating au #fake dating #you come into my ask box and dig this one up #and ask what Weiss did to deserve this #how dare you #I hope you like the sappy cutesy stuff for it #fake dating to lovers

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if beth never got into crime do you think she wouldve ended up divorced? if she did get into crime but didnt meet rio would she have ended up divorced?

i think dean had more of an issue with rio than he did with beth doing illegal things. if it werent for rio i dont think dean wouldve been as upset about the crime part and ultimately wouldnt have ended their marriage. i go back and forth on whether or not beth wouldve ever pulled the trigger on the divorce. she stayed with him and put up with so much i think she got so complacent and resigned to what her marriage was that idk if she ever wouldve left dean. what do you think?

This was really thought provoking, Anon. There’s a lot to consider because “what ifs” are hard. I guess I’ll pose a question back to you: do you think Beth would have ever committed a crime or ever allowed herself to entangle with someone like Rio if she didn’t already have a shifting mindset?

Crime and Rio weren’t what caused all this for her. Her acute realization to her powerlessness was the driving force behind her grand rebellion. If it hadn’t been crime, it would have been something else. It if hadn’t been Rio, it would have been someone else. Just like with anyone complacently rolling along, allowing life to happen around them, she hit rock bottom. She opened her eyes to what kind of life she’d allowed for herself and she took meaningful action.

Yes, I think she would have left Dean. Because the moment she smashed Dean’s office was the moment Beth became Elizabeth. She didn’t have a name yet, she hadn’t realized her full potential yet. But she was done at that moment. She allowed the repressed rage out and she felt how good that power felt. She would have chased that feeling again. Crime was a means to an end. Rio was a tool in helping her along. But power is what Beth truly sought. And she would have found a way even if there was no crime and no Rio.

To your point that Dean always cared more about Rio than about crime – yes, he did. Because he didn’t understand the root cause of Beth’s crisis. He made it make sense with an affair. Because that’s how HE dealt with his own crises. So he never really saw that what Beth was going through was vastly different than what he went through. She wasn’t just finding solace in someone else so she could heal her bruised ego. Her very soul abandoned who she’d been and Rio was only a part of her metamorphosis. Rio was witness. Dean’s affairs were about Beth and his resentment toward her. Beth’s affair with as about herself and gaining back the power she’d given away. Dean never understood a single thing about her, which is why he waited around so long, thinking her crisis would pass and she’d be back to “normal.”

I can’t imagine a world in which Beth would return to her complacency after getting a taste of power. It was over the moment she picked up that sledgehammer and busted up Dean’s office (how Rio later gained back power by busting up Dean’s Corvette.) She would have left Dean regardless.

#over before it even started #beth and dean’s marriage #Dean Boland: the most hated man in the universe #good girls nbc #asks

[rosecrystal]

So I need some input/advise if you wouldn’t mind please 💕. So basically I was talking to this guy for over a year long distance, he lives in Miami and we’ve met 4 times in person. We would talk consistently, he told me how he wanted a relationship, for me to move there, have kids with him and all that but every time I’ve gone there something happened (him leaving me unexpectedly, him not being able to see me for very long telling me it was because he was taking care of his grandpa who he lived with) anyway but he kept in contact all this time and was just about to go see him again in 2 days and I received a call from a Miami phone number which I thought was weird so answered it and it was a girl and she goes “hi I received a phone call from this phone number” and I was like “no I didn’t call you” then she hangs up abruptly...then she calls back like 2 minutes later and then says she actually saw my phone number on her boyfriends phone and wondered how I knew her boyfriend...we continued to talk she at first told me they were together for a year and then she changed it for some reason to 3 years over text after I sent her the proof and everything of our texts and she was nice and respectful and not mad at me at all and after sending her all the texts to confirm she told me they broke up...he blocked me after I called him as he was on the way back to see her and I was like “you have a girlfriend” and then he goes “you had a dating app and hangs up and blocks me”...I did have a dating app and he went through my phone last time I was there and saw it and was upset and said “it broke him”. We weren’t ever official and like I said every time I went there he would leave me. Anyway, I have tried to call him from a private number many times because he blocked me and he’s been so hurtful. He unblocked me and said to “stop texting him, to move on, how he’s blocking me, how it’s clearly over, to stop being obsessed and to find someone else” why is he saying this when I was supposed to go there 2 days after the girlfriend called me?? Like they broke up and now he’s saying he doesn’t want to see me? I don’t understand...he’s also done this a lot with me where he’ll say bye or it’s done, block me and always come back. So our relationship has been challenging to say the least. But doesn’t it mean something that he’s kept in contact with me this long? At first, I thought he just wanted to hookup but he kept on talking to me and wanting me to go see him...for over a year. Why would he do this when he’s had a girlfriend of 3 years and she said they basically were living together. I don’t understand. Any input?

I'm not gonna sugarcoat this.. And I know it's not pretty to hear but for a lot of yall the reason why these cheating/inconsistent men keep coming back to you is not because there's something special between you - it's because you allow them. You allow them to keep putting in minimum effort and give them benefits far greater than they deserve. And yes, allowing for physical/mental/emotional intimacy is a benefit far greater than they deserve. If I find a machine that whenever I put 50 cents in it gives me back 500 dollars it's a matter of fact that I will keep going back. My question for you is - are you really chasing after a man who is a cheater? Who lied to you several times? Who doesn't own up to his responsibilities and doesn't hold himself accountable for his actions? Who has shown you time after time that he doesn't care about you? Whose actions don't match his words? Who instead of apologizing and owning up to what he did accused YOU of being in a dating app (while yall werent even exclusive) while HE WAS IN A WHOLE RELATIONSHIP ALL THE TIME? Girl is this who you want?????

#answered

[away-ward]

Nightfall headcanon! Do you know/believe in MBTI personality types? I do, but not to a T. If you do, what do you think willemmy's mbti would be? I feel like em would be INTP/INFP, and will would be ENFJ/ENFP. Like theyre mostly the complete opposite, but because they are both very curious people, they always aim for more, better, higher. One knowledge or trouble is not enough for people like them, they need to be in constant adventure. I think it suits them so much because even when they werent shown to be adventurous (action-wise) given the circumstances, when they do, it was always full of adrenaline. Not to mention, willemmy was CRAZY! They were literally going through so much shit, plus all those mind games in blackchurch from everyone, and they came out ok, and be like "yeah fun". I cannot imagine kaibanks having the same reaction with them honestly, lmaooo! Like would kaibanks have fun? Yea maybe, but would they be crackheads about it like willemmy? Nah. Even michaelrika would be crying over each other honestly. And damonwinter would be more protective and doting of each other. Idk, theres something crazy about willemmy that scratches a very specific part of my brain. Like they literally are THAT couple in the series thats ACTUALLY fucking unhinged. The other three are unhinged too, but were they on willemmy's level? No. Like if you noticed, Nightfall is considered boring to many, but thats the thing, if you read in a different pov, the story was unhinged from the start until the end. One trouble after another. It's a constant thing, not like Corrupt, Hideaway or Kill Switch where the troubles are two or three at most, and thats why Nightfall "Little Trouble" is just! So! Willemmy!

Unpopular opinion, readers when they enter Nightfall, are already so desentisized with unhinge things because of the past 3.5 books that they dont realised the more extreme and constant high stakes of Nightfall. For me, this element was what made dynamic good too, because they really like to cause trouble everywhere 🤣 for themselves, for each other and literally for everyone. No wonder their family wanna jump kick them (fondly) sometimes ahaha! I remember Michael being frustrated at Emmy during the chase and run with Martin at the end of the book because she took the time to daydream 😭🤣 and kai being frustrated with will too 🤣 and who fit in with willemmy well from the start again? Damon! Exactly, hahaha! And thats why i'll always think willemmy's the most unhinged, because all the characters have to think about their morals yada yada for years, but willemmy was like huh? That was only ONE trouble though? No big deal 😭☠️🤣 they onky took years to find courage for the other but whenit comes to chaos? No one had to instigate anything 🤣😂 ahahhaha the more i think about it, the funnier it gets. It's even funnier when emmy thought nothing abiut her fits in with them, when she LITERALLY was a little shit too (fondly) like the rest of her current family 🥹 Like Willemmy's the couples that made people like kai wanna choke them to death (lovingly ofc), michael want to bonk their sometimes, and damon wants to jump in the truck with, ahahaha. Little trouble really suits Emory so much because of this. When PD wrote about if Will didnt find trouble, trouble will find him 😂 No truer thoughts have been spoken!

Back to willemmy's MBTIs, Willemmy's minds and hearts are always churning too, for more and better things. Because of their N type function, they got each other in a more sincerely deep and complex relationship than others because casual or shallow things dont work for them in a long run. Like the things they talk about, their hobbies, passion, feelings about everything is deeper than just the surface, and they really need someone to share these kind of personality with. It's not because they were trying to be different either, they were just naturally curious people with big thirst and interest in mysteries or the nature of things. It's because their need to be and do more is like top priority. So people either dont bother to speak more to them because theyre not as interested as them in certain topics, they assume they cant handle it because of their introverted/extroverted qualities, or are just intimidated to talk them about certain things because theyre smart people or smth like that. These MBTIs can usually only genuinely connect and build a long fulfilling lasting relationship with others with the same function of them (N type) and I wasnt surprised at all when willemmy never found any deep curious connection with others even if they might have friends and families surrounding them for so long. This doesnt mean they felt unloved or anything, but rather, in things that they were very invested in (which are many), they might feel very lonely because they have no one who they can communicate with in super complex manner. The horsemen and cowgirls are friends and fanily with will, but he cant always nerd or geek out about everything that he likes, hates or wtf, to them because they might think he wasnt able to handle it, or because they cant keep up with the way he works out his feelings, logic and interests in general. Will is like thos people who's fucking deranged about something but his friends response to say, godzilla will be "haha, that was fun" and he'll be like? JUST fun? Why? Like he literally ate up challenges and curiosity like snacks yeah, and a lot of his conversation with his friends so far in the books were very surface level things even though he mentioned many times he craves for something more complex than that. Rather than putting a blame to anyone about how he feels, or the way others treated it, i think it's more accurate to say that he just needs to find someone who can fulfill this needs, outside of his friendship with his friends. Because what he differs from his friends or personality wasnt just the way they and he percieve each other, but rather a very personal need that he never really realised he needed, until he met emmy and took all those years in prison and after to sort what kind of relationship and person he want to be with to feel fulfilled in life. So then comes Emory Scott. Unhinged and curious, likes to argue, just as prideful, smart, creative, confident in her abilities, loyal and everything else that he loves about the her world and want to actively be apart of. Whatever thing that emmy lacks when it comes to processing complicated feelings, will balanced it. Whatever will lacked with critical thinking, emmy made up for it. They challenged each other and make each other feel so fulfilled and happy. (Imma cry for willemmy as i write this). Em was more lax in her work too, even she plans things, if she felt or thought she couldnt continue it, she just stops in the midst of some plans, and on the opposite, will was a bit random with his life, but when he got a plan, he really sticks to it. Willemmy is the most Perfect for each other. The end. Lmao.

Edited for grammar, spelling and word choice; but also re-reading the ask made me unbelievably happy! Thanks to the anon that sent it in, if you're still around!

I used to be really into MBTI types, and I think they’re a great place to start when trying to understand a character*. But I haven’t thought about it in years and haven’t considered what their types would be. I used to take online test and answer as I think the characters would and then check a few of the neighboring types to see if any fit really well. I might still do that now...

I feel like em would be INTP/INFP, and will would be ENFJ/ENFP. Like theyre mostly the complete opposite, but because they are both very curious people, they always aim for more, better, higher.

I agree that Em would be more on the I-T side and Will E-F, but the other functions in the stack are hard to figure out.

However, you’ve got me thinking! Em is so incredibly curious. With people who have such serve trauma, it’s impossible to tell what traits are natural to them and what traits they developed to survive. I wonder if Em would have always been as logical and hard if she didn’t need to quickly develop those traits to combat Martin.

Would she lean more towards playful, as we kind of see her behave at the Cove on Homecoming, or even in Blackchurch at times?

Or was that just those circumstance that allowed her to let go for a short time, and she would have always developed this tendency towards logic over emotions?

It’s hard to tell, because she’s so jealous over the other kid’s freedom, but at the same time, she attributes her desire to stand out in areas like band, swim, and academics as just apart of who she is without outside influence of Martin and his abuse. She’s competitive by nature, and a lot of time, competitive people fall within the Thinking function.

they got each other in a more sincerely deep and complex relationship than others because casual or shallow things dont work for them in a long run. Like the things they talk about, their hobbies, passion, feelings about everything is deeper than just the surface, and they really need someone to share these kind of personality with. It's not because they were trying to be different either, they were just naturally curious people with big thirst and interest in mysteries or the nature of things.

Will and Em compliment each other really well, as you pointed out! On the surface, they seem like the opposites attract trope, but in they’re not really opposites. They’re nerds on different ends of the spectrum.

For example, I spent some time thinking about their love of movies. I didn’t catch it my first few times reading, but Will’s family owns the theater. At first, I thought Will just saw her go in, followed her, and that’s how he knew about Godzilla. He also knows that she likes movies, so he could have been staking out one of her favorite haunts. But what if he was already there, in the projection room?

When he takes her to the theater, he calls someone to open the open the doors for him. At first, I thought “Will’s connected. This is just a guy he knows.” But then I realized he says his parents took away his keys.

Because the Grayson’s own the theater. (admittedly a head canon, but still it works so well!)

Which seems like such a random thing for them to own. Later in NF, he says that his mother made him sit with her through a Doris Day marathon. Like…I love my mom, but I wouldn’t sit with her through an entire marathon of Doris Day. Which leads me to believe...the Grayson’s love movies. Or at least his mom does (which also new head canon:…maybe his dad bought his mom the movie theater because she loves movies and it was gift. And maybe Will loves monster movies so that’s why they have monster movie marathons during October…like this family is so ‘we love each other and we love this town so everyone benefits’. Now I think the Grayson's are adorable.).

When Emory is sprouting off facts about 80s action movies, Will isn’t a silent onlooker, in awe of her knowledge. He actively participates in that conversation.

Rather than putting a blame to anyone about how he feels, or the way others treated it, i think it's more accurate to say that he just needs to find someone who can fulfill this needs, outside of his friendship with his friends.

Yeah, maybe Emory geeks out over old stuff, antiques and architecture, or even movies and books. But Will has his stuff that geeks out over too. Like really geeks out – rambles on and on, has done 2am research, can drop random trivia, etc. Like you said, he’s just not surrounded by people who get it, so he keeps it to himself.

Here's a list of things I think Will would geek out over:

Theme/adventure parks. Will is the type to have a rollercoaster bucket list. He’d want to take a summer to drive the country and hit as many as he could.

Exploring and abandoned places. Especially if they're rumored to be haunted. He loves mysteries and mayhem.

He loves traditions. His being able to tell the Reverie Cross story from memory speaks to how much he studied it. I doubt any of the boys wanted to listen to him go on and on about it after a while but he was so invested in the town lore. He started a new tradition in Fire Night, and it seemed like he was very enthused and serious about visiting Edward's grave.

Which brings me to the next thing: He loves Thunder Bay. He probably knows that town history forwards and back. When Em goes on about a specific architecture design and its history and why it was used and why it should be preserved, Will listens intently and hypes her up, not only because she’s his girl, but because this is so interesting. He is genuinely interested in what she has to say, even when she's rambling.

Emory Sophia Scott 'nuff said on that.

I don’t think anyone in the group geeks out over this kind of stuff like the two of them. I can definitely see how the stuff that Will gets excited over being deemed ‘immature’ by Michael and Kai. Like you said, it doesn’t mean they don’t love him, just that they’re not getting that side of him. I always thought the way Michael indulged Will in Corrupt was very telling of their bond. While Kai said ‘no’ immediately because he understood the repercussion, legally but mainly emotionally for Will, Michael knew that it was something he needed. And when Rika asked, he said Will “loves the girl who built it.” Not ‘loved’ not ‘had a crush.’ Loves. They boys do a lot to understand each other, but they’re not at all the same.

Will and Em are curious and eager to learn and uncover mysteries. They don’t want to stay in the same place for too long. They don’t let the fear of ‘trouble’ stop them from discovering new things. Em went with her gut feeling to discover the Carfax room. Will found Coldfield on his own because of the mystery and because it served a purpose. Meanwhile, Kai only wanted at The Pope when he had a reason for it. Michael found St. Killain’s and stayed there forever, literally making it his home.

These two little history nerds, action movie buffs, explorers and adventurers would never stop moving. At least not for long. Will traveled the world before going to Blackchruch because he craves new experiences, and he was hoping something would spark an interest for him. And the second he gets Emory in a safe place, his first thought is “Do you wanna travel and see things? Where do you wanna go? Some place old? Some place wild? Everywhere? Do you wanna go everywhere???? ‘Cause I wanna take you everywhere.”

They’re so cute. And crazy. Probably the most eager to explore anything, followed by Damon (and Alex. I think fire night or the epilogue specifically says she is the ‘adventurer’ but whatever 😒 Is there anything Alex isn't, according to PD?). Emmy does fit in with the group as a whole, but she had to accept that side of herself first and stop judging other people for ‘having fun.’

These two balance each other so well! I will never stop loving that about them.

already so desentisized with unhinge things because of the past 3.5 books that they dont realised the more extreme and constant high stakes of Nightfall.

PD tends to use the same devices over again in this series, just with new faces and names. It’s all the same but different. The things that were ‘unhinged’ in NF were in the other books too, it was just slightly altered. So there really wasn’t anything new in terms of the couples interactions and they dynamics at play. Even if it was posed as different, it wasn’t really. I can understand why people felt tired/bored of that, even if they couldn't identify why exactly it felt that way.

NF was unique because there was no down time between major events. There also was no build-up (if you're like me and read NF without reading Conclave first). We were dropped straight in the middle of the plot; Will’s been MIA for over a year, we know practically nothing about Emory, and we have a completely new cast. It's a closed location, forced proximity, and dubious characters and the action never stops. The Blackchurch timeline is like 5 days. And it did raise the stakes. With the others, at least by the 50% mark, we knew basically who the our heroes were going to be in the end. NF did leave Aydin up in the air until the last second. I don't have positive feelings for Evans as the last antagonist, or Aydin at all, so the stakes fell flat for me at the end.

My main issue with NF has always been we traded characters who we were eager to see how they interacted with Will and especially Emory, with characters we don’t know and therefore didn't care about at first. I can’t tell you how much more I want to know how Emory would interact with the rest of the cast in normal circumstances. Not when people are angry, not when they’re preparing for a wedding, just…like the rest of the books, I wanted everyday stuff and I never got it. And unlike a lot of the fandom, I never came to care about Aydin, Micah, or Rory. Maybe I would have if we had more time, but I felt exhausted by the whole thing.

And thats why i'll always think willemmy's the most unhinged, because all the characters have to think about their morals yada yada for years, but willemmy was like huh? That was only ONE trouble though? No big deal

I mean, I definitely feel that of all the couples, Willemmy fit together the most? The things that kept them apart were out of their control, but when they are around each other, there's a clear connection. They can overcome anything if they're working together. Sometimes if feels like the other couples, especially Michael and Rika, work against each other, or look for ways to undermine or hide things from each other. I never got the impression that Willemmy would do that after they were married.

Little trouble really suits Emory so much because of this. When PD wrote about if Will didnt find trouble, trouble will find him

I love this! Like so much. Trouble will find him❤️

Thanks so much for this ask! It was a lot of fun to respond to!!!

-KO

*I specifically say character because I don’t encourage trying to type real people unless you have psychology training, but typing a character is harmless.

#asked and answered #devil's night series stuff #emory scott #will grayson iii #nightfall #mbti #my hc #a bit criticism #not hate #asked and answered 15

[toastess-with-the-mostess]

The Galaxy Garrison sucks ass and this is why I think so Part 1

I rewatched another vf episode and got reminded of my hatred for the Galaxy Garrison, this is my OWN interpretation. Voltron as a whole never gave enough context about the GG to ever show it in a purely positive or negative light. I'll be excluding VLD, Beastking Golion, Armored Fleet Dairugger XV ,and the comics here since that's a hard reboot, the original Japanese dubs have nothing to do with each other, and the comics are their own seperate beast.

This part will be focusing on Defender of the Universe and slighty Vehicle Voltron, more parts will be added by show

Parts: 1 2 3

Rant after the cut for dash reasons, feel free to add your own opinions and/or additions to the post, I really want to hear about other interpretations of the GG!

I'll be upfront about this, some of my hatred does stem from headcanons my mutuals and I have made up so I'm going to try my best to stick to what we have in canon and why I think it portrays the GG negatively

Starting off with Voltron Defender of The Universe (dotu) with a slight Vehicle Voltron (vv) connection I don't know about the rest of you, but sending the people who, and many fans would agree, are getting positive recognition in the Academy somehow to the point where officials are WATCHING them into the deep universe isn't a good idea. You'd keep your best soldiers close to home and only send them out if necessary So tell me why the Garrison decided to ship 5 important cadets out onto The Explorer with 15 other cadets (presumably) who have similar qualifications to them It's because they're all misfits, somehow, someway, the Garrison wanted them gone, and what better way to get rid of them without a good reason than to send them off chasing a fairy tale and walk them straight into enemy territory under the guise of "looking for new habitable worlds" while also testing an experimental mech Not to mention two of these cadets were CHILDREN, yes I'm talking about Pidge and Chip, there is no reason for them to be out there FIGHTING so young

Now solely focus on DOTU In dotu we know the original team of 5 get sent out to Arus but don't make it before being enslaved by the 9th Drule Kingdom, the kingdom King Zarkon rules over I'm not going to entirely blame the GG for that one, however they WILL get blamed for SENDING THEM TO A PLANET THEY KNOW IS INFESTED WITH ENEMIES I will admit I haven't watched dotu in it's entirety or recently at all so that last part could be wrong, please correct me if so Once again I'm bringing up Pidge, WHY SEND A CHILD WHO IS COMMONLY PLACED AT 12 IN AGE TO A WAR RIDDEN PLANET, being sent on a mission like this practically alone with 4 other basically equally inexperienced cadets means they had to have graduated early to even do it! And when they finally got to Arus and Voltron, they didn't know jack shit! They were completely in the dark and forced to fight not just for their survival but for the planets and even the universes too! Just the damn 5 of them until Sven got got and couldn't fly! Now given they tried to find a new pilot and Allura immediately stepped up, not giving them much of a chance to fight, but they likely still hailed the GG for another pilot! And they never even sent one out! The one time the Garrison ever sent someone out, he almost killed the team because he was a shitty leader! Not to mention this is likely their only other attempt at helping Arus! There was no back up from them, they just left Arus and it's people to hide in tunnels and hope they werent found and enslaved by the 9th kingdom! The 5 boys were the only people that ever gave help, and that's because they went against orders to do what's right, something the GG could never convince themselves to do In following the trend of the Garrison being absolutely useless, Balto was an allied planet, who most definitely had Garrison bases on them if the Stoker twins got drafted, WAS OBLITERATED BECAUSE THE GARRISON COULDN'T BE DAMNED TO HELP THEM OUT Now I'm sure the bases that WERE there did help the people evacuate, but that doesn't clear their name since other than that there was no help to even DISTRACT the robeast I say distract because obviously regular military forces can't take a robeast down, but Voltron can, and if they at least did that then Pidge wouldn't have had to watch his home planet be destroyed by his very eyes There's another side to this in saying that the GG was too far too do anything, to which I response, oh no they werent If Balto was way out there and was an allied planet with GG bases on it, how many other nearby planets were also allied? How many GG bases were notified of a robeast and told to not engage or even go HELP a planet in need?

Next part will be about VV also with DOTU connections since they're supposed to be happening at the same time

#toast talks #voltron #voltron dotu #voltron defenders of universe #vehicle voltron #vv #galaxy garrison #As you can see I absolutely HATE the gg with a passion #and this is only the beginning #I rarely see any good in it #like I said up top dont be shy to share your thoughts! #i'd love to hear and compare them

[linalavender]

[Spoilers] Jojolands Chapter 5: November Rain. A Rambly summary.

WOW! What a fucking exposition chapter that was I love it. We get a deepening Mystery on the Diamonds, See November rain in action, Jodio in action and Someone other than Jodio mentioning Mechanisms?!?!? Were getting into the over arching plot and theme here how exciting!

The timer is immidiately set to 10 minutes as Rohan calls the cops, and Dragona Grabs the diamond once more, Only to hear a clink in the coffee-cup at the dinner table in the distance. I'm so eager to see the true mystery of this Diamond. Rohan seems to know about its properties though, as the money Usagi stole is too removed from his pockets and back to Rohan. Araki makes a point to have Dragona point out that he said "Returned" when he grabs the money, I dont have any idea what that could mean yet but its interesting!

As Dragona is about to be tied up with the zip ties they brought to the mansion we see it, Its Raining in the dining room. November rain has come if you will (couldnt help myself, sorry!)

The Ability is still fascinating and a mystery to me! He seemingly rained in the entire room but concentrated its weight not only to seep trough a carpet completely fine, but then to be heavy enough to go trough the Concrete floor after the fact, and in such a small area too!

Rohan is ofcourse caught very offguard by this and Jodio is Quick to Tie him up, The Tables have Turned! And we even get a Jodio pose as a bonus!

Looking cool I must say.

The gang ofcourse furious and ready to kick Rohans Ass Jodio is quick to stop them, He has a big respect for Rohan, and some Big questions.

The gang discusses the diamond, how the police is on their way and that he knows their faces. Rohan simply mentions that they are in far bigger danger than they would have been in if they just let Rohan capture them. Intriguing.

They are being chased now, they got way to deep into something they didnt know about.

Jodio remains calm in the situation though, he beleives he has the upper hand. He even asks Rohan to call off the Cops, resulting in this cute callback to part 4

DAGA KOTOWARU.

I like Jodios character alot so far, Hes cool and collected, when he feels like he has the situation under control he almost has this like Surf bro attitude to him. Like the "Heyyyy man, chill out~~" vibe, I like it!

He keeps ranting on about Rohan Senseis works and how much he likes them, Even mentions what I can only assume be an obscure oneshot, Real superfan Jodio here! lol

Until ofcourse he gets real serious, He wants to know the answers.

The Lava in the Safe. What is its signifigance? The mere mention of it has Rohan SWEATING. Jodio really actually had the situation under control. He understands the Rocks incredible importance, Because why would it be locked up alongside a 6 million dollar diamond if they werent important?

Jodio ofcourse after revealing his knowledge offers Rohan to reconcider his refusal with the threat of destrying the rocks should anything funny happen to them. He even escalates the threat by immidiately smashing one of the rocks! Ofcourse Rohan panics and with this reveals the important fact that what Jodio says was true, the Lava is incredibly important.

Now for the most fascinating part. As The gang is about to Leave Rohan urges Jodio to stay to talk to him in private for abit.

Aparently the Lava comes with alot of responsibility, and you must not lose it. Why exactly?

Because of its 'Mechanisms'. Yes, Someone other than Jodio mentions the Mechanisms. And most importantly, Rohan hasnt read Jodio with Heavens door, he doenst know Jodios goals or aspirations, or his knowledge of the mechanisms. Yet he mentions Mechanisms and his desires to be Filthy Rich.

Jodio asks once again about the true nature of the Lava but Rohan doesnt elaborate, Its Jodios own journey to discover its Mechanisms. Rohan isnt out of the Story yet, and warns Jodio to not trust his friends. (Watch Usagi somehow be the only one he could trust, that would be kinda funny)

Usagi ofcourse steals an original drawing of Pink Dark Boy and Jodio almost seems jealous rather than worried lol. Paco was able to get the diamond out of the Villa but... The Cat... Or should I say Cats, doesnt seem to let that slide.

Seems an Autonomous stand is protecting the Diamond and theyve made a terrible mistake.

Ive loved Jojo Lands sofar, Jojolions start was abit more jumbled and confusing but I feel like with JojoLands we got a way more structured start and we already have a clear goal to strive for here instead of "But like... Who Am I though?"

#Jojolands chapter 5

[tosh123no]

Awake

There was a time when nothing mattered. Things were easy. And nothing bothred. Just 15 yrs ago seems like a long time ago but for those of us who remember it, it was easy to be unknown, and constant updates werent the norm because facebook wasnt built for that. People spent more time living and less time wanting to know what the next person had or didnt have. I was moderately stressing about the reviews on a product online, telling myself I needed to pour through each and everyone until I could reach a final consensus; was this item good or not. The reality is that no matter which one I go with, I will likely need a replament within a year because thats the quality to which they build things these days. However, there was once a time when inflation was non-existant, payless ruled the budget world, we were all young and healthy, and we all could get by on minimum wage. This was the dream; to find a job you could use to get by, have some friends to meet up with on weekends or everyday (different people like different frequencies) and to just be. I think I have been chasing this my whole life. Thing is people are so complex that trusting a friend can quickly turn into a mistake. And sharing with friends as if they were family could twist into over steps, disrespect, and problems you had never expected. In my time living this dream, I did not even know I was living it. Likely because I was having a terrible time in between the scarce times I was enjoying things. I was after something that slipped away before I could actually own it. Like a cloud of smoke; vanished and gone. I heard once that you should start being the person you want to be if that is truly who you want to be instead of wishing you were someone else. In other words, do what the person you want to be like does. The person I want to be like and have always been inside is in there somewhere. I just have to find them.

#Thankful

[wizisbored]

talk to me about the beetle loser's shitty childhood in infernal kids au. i love hurting him and seeing him be hurt

well youre in luck, because this is a rare occurrence for me where beetlejuice suffers in a fic at a similar level to lydia!

juno is an infernal child, got the wings and horns and all that, and beej doesnt know much about his father but im thinking he wasnt infernal, he had a fling with juno but got the fuck outta there when she got pregnant to avoid the scandal.

i mentioned that lydia (im just going to call her lydia before the name change for simplicitys sake) had parents with a high enough social status to keep her relatively safe through her chidhood. well, beetlejuice very much did not. juno sent him to school with other children mostly to get him out of her way, and the bullying was severe, and came from teachers and students alike. he didnt do very well in class regardless, not very acidemically minded, and hated everything about school, which ultimately led to him dropping out very young. so long as he continued to stay out of the house and her way, juno didnt care.

so, he spent a lot of his childhood wandering the city streets. occasionally he'd take himself out to less populated areas, or was chased to them, but he liked being around people. so long as they werent actively shouting or attacking him, he wanted to be around them. even if they were ignoring him. even if hes had to run for his life on more than one occasion. he liked to fly from roof to roof, far away enough to avoid harrasment but close enough to not feel so lonely. it also didnt take long for him to get into the habit of pickpocketing and stealing - juno having the money and care for feeding him was not always garenteed.

beetlejuice especially liked the street musicians. he'd often find himself a perch where they couldnt see him but he could see them and watch buskers for hours. he wanted to learn to play music, but he knows his mother would never buy him an instrument even if she could afford it, and it would take him ages to pickpocket that much. so he decides to suppliment his theivery income with a job.

it isnt too easy for a infernal child to find work, especially as a kid. the currently unnamed main religion of the setting (im considering borrowing from cult of the lamb and calling it the old faith) makes them out to be insubordinate and backstabbing, which arent really traits employers are looking for. and even if potential employers themselves arent hugely biased, they often avoid employing them to avoid dealing with the bias of customers, suppliers, other employees, etc. theyre deemed more trouble than theyre worth, a lot of the time.

but eventually, he finds work from someone who sees the advantage of having a winged delivery boy enough of a pro to outweigh the cons. the boss is shitty, the hours are long, and the work is tiring, but it's a job. he spends some of the money on food, but saves most. he doesnt tell his mother about his job, knowing she'd steal his wages for booze. she does find out, eventually, and beats him for hiding it, but he claims he has no savings and she didnt find them. so while hes saving a lot slower after that, as juno forces him to give her a cut of the money, he still manages to keep saving for his instrument.

he has multiple different jobs over the years, all as shitty as the next, frequently getting fired for stealing or backtalk or because the stigma of having an infernal child around was too inconvenient, eventually going outside of the city for work (he lives on the outskirts and wings make commuting fairly simple). eventually, as a teenager, he has a job im not entirely decided on but might be logging. but whatever it is, the work is moving, and it would be too far to keep commuting. he's been offered a place in a bunkhouse at the new site. he comes home and tells juno, without much fanfare, that he's leaving, and despite the fact he's been supporting her alcoholism since he was a child she says good riddance. he hasnt seen her since, and her only correspondance has been letters asking for money that he burned.

since then, he's lived a more rural life, still bouncing between jobs and even towns every few years. he never shook the habit of stealing - and its often still nececarry - and thats just one of the many reasons hes had to pack up and move. but he did manage to get his instrument eventually, and taught himself to play. im considering it being a banjo, partially because i am a banjo player with an agenda, partially because im firm in my headcannon that hes playing a banjolele in the whole being dead thing but i think a banjo would fit the vibe of the au more. ive been listening to a lot of poor mans poision lately so i imagine a lot of his music sounding like that, as well as some more stupid and dirty stuff of course. hes considered busking, but out of fear of peoples reactions to someone like him performing hes actually never played in front of another perosn. people have heard him singing work songs, hes been singing while he works since he was a kid, but thats it.

#infernal children au #wow this ended up longer than expected