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rubywithecat · 9 days
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Tokyo revengers boys when you ignore them after one night stand (pt.1)
Mikey
-he almost doesnt recognize you
-when he senses the familiar scent when you passed through him, he couldnt help but turned his head
-"Hey wait" he called out. "do i know you?"
-U frozed. "I dont know you..." u lied. He walked to face you and looked you carefully. U broke the eye contact and excused yourself.
-he grabbed your hand which made your body gravitated toward his chest
-"your a bad liar" his lips nearly toucing yours. "plz dont ignore me. ive been searching u everywhere"
Ran Haitani
-He thought he would just forget you as like he does for many women who he had slept with
-But something about u made him craving u more, maybe cuz of ur innocence (u were a virgin)
- U were going to ur class when u heard a smiliar voice, u quickly hide when u caught a glimpse of him
-he was on his phone and he seemed to like noticed that u hide, he smirked
-"Rindou, I will call u back" he closed his phone and walked toward where u were
-ur heart was beating so fast and u just prayed he would passed through and closed ur eyes
-"Found ya" he whispered, loud enough for u to hear. "U who snaked away from me after i gave u ur first best night ever. Don’t u think it’s a lil bit unfair to me?” he grabbed ur waist as if he could read ur mind about escaping
-"u cant run away from me second time, Miss"
Chifuyu Matsuno
-He tried to forget about what happened that night and didnt even think he could meet u again
-when he saw u at the mall, he was about to call u out but he saw u with a kid, he thought its ur kid
-he didnt try to talk with u anymore cuz he doesnt wanna be a threat to ur marriage or smth
-u also saw him but u were too nervous to go and talk cuz u liked that guy so much “what if he doesn’t remember me? I would just embarrass myself” u whispered to urself
-as u guys parted, u were sad and hopeless
-"hey (kid name), i need to use toilet. dont go anywhere before i come back,okay?' u bent down to the kids height and smiled.
-"Yes” he replied cutely. "Good boy." u told him and go to toilet quickly.
-just a hen u come back, u saw him talking to a guy so u rushed quickly.
-"how old r u?" u could hear slightly. "i am 8" ur nephew answered.
-"what did i tell u (kid name)?Dont talk to random--' u scolded him before realizing that guy
-"he just saved me from some bad guys who tried to steal our shopping bags" ur nephew answered.
"Oh god" u sighed and turned back to him, but dont dare to look at him. "Umm... thank u for saving my nephew..." u said awkwardly.
-He was stunned but he felt relieved and glad that he wasn’t ur son
-U were about to walk away when he started to talk, "Im sure we met before, right?"
-U looked back at him and he was smiling at u and it was not a question. He remembered u and will not let u go anymore
Hanma Shuji
-From the moment he saw u, he couldn’t lie to himself that he fell in love with u
-Whenever he fcks someone he always think about u
-He was pissed that u left him after s*x without even leaving ur number
-He tried his best to forget u
-u didnt expect to meet a one night stand u met last year at the club u work
-Ur not like a stripper or anything like that. U work as a waitress there as u have no choice to pay for ur collage
-U quickly covered ur face as he walked passed through
-"maybe he wont even remember me at all. It was long time ago" u relieved. But then he stopped.
-"Hey" he called u. "Wtf- plz don’t remember me" u mumbled. U dont wanna invlove in gang things so its best to stay away
-"Do u know where are vip rooms?" he asked u
-"Uh— it’s at ur left, sir" U didnt dare to look back and just answered nervously, hoping he doesn’t see ur face
-U stared at u from behind for a sec and then walked away, smoking.
-“U see that girl over there? Bring her to my room” he ordered the waiter
-“Sir, I’m afraid she’s just a waitress and doesn’t do that kind of thing ya know…” the waiter answered, afraid “I- could suggest u the best beautiful stripper in our club. I’m sure u will be satis—“ before he could finish his word, he was punched to the ground.
-“Useless shits” he mumbled as he looked down and wiped the blood strain on his ring “Bring her to me” he said and left as he threw sone cash to the waiter face.
-U entered the dim light room, written “VIP” cuz ur coworker begged u so u empathized him
-“Were u searching for me?” U said impatiently and faked to be confident when u were trembling inside. “Look, just to be clear, im not interested in sleeping with u. I just come to tell u that so plz leave me alone and my coworkers, sir”
-Hanma just laughed helplessly as he finds that cute and as u were about to leave, he tightly hugged u from behind and kissed ur neck, leaving a mark
-“Who said I care whether ur intreated or not?” he smirked. “U were already mine. Don’t u dare run away from me… please?” His voice changed. It was the first time he begged for someone and u also feel that part of u just can’t resist him
A/N: Hi! Welcome back y’all! <3 So, I have been disappearing for a long time cuz of final exam and now it’s over so I can finally write back and have a lot of ideas that I wanna share with u guys. <3
Sorry for not being able to respond the requests but now that I’m free, I will be open to ur requests again! :*
And I hope u guys like this one and any supports are very much appreciated, loves <33
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rrking · 2 months
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Dances to Bauhaus Ascended Astarion picking up a couple of other 'brides' along the way has been living rent free in my head... Some NSFW my slimes😏 also I made up a LOT of shit I don't know my DnD m'kay
Imagine it, you are his consort, his undying love, his... Most treasured property. But you're becoming a little unruly for his tastes.
So long being with the same man whose mind is turning to ash before you has proven to be difficult. Your relationship is toxic. It's like he doesn't remember who you are. You're just 'his consort.'
Of course, you become defiant. Small things at first, like denying him kisses, refusing to sit on his lap in front of his court...
This dynamic is cute at first. He spends time chasing you.
It works for a while. Vampire brides are known to be tossed aside by their masters, eventually - Due to their insatiable, nymphomatic lust and utter devotion to the point of irritation. Basically, many are discarded by their masters when they are no longer 'fun' to deal with. I fully made this up lmao wtf... Astarion promised this wouldn't be so between the pair of you when you allowed him to turn you. How time changes a person.
His arrogant behaviour becomes so repulsive, you start declining his more serious advances - to prove a point. He wants to control you fully - But that isn't going to happen. He would not dare discard you, not the person who was by his side all these years. There is a level of obedience you are willing to show, since you are so devoted to him, but you will not be controlled like a porcelain dolly.
You're so old now you often forget what you're fighting about... Until he comes home one day with that THING. It's younger than you. So obedient, like a little lapdog. He demands their kisses all day, in front of you. This creature disgusts you and he is only doing himself absolutely dirty.
"Yes milord. No milord. Of course, milord." It's incessant whining for your husband whilst he fawns over it as it rests on it's knees makes your skin crawl.
This dynamic starts off as a bit of a competition, but once he recruits another one - it's on sight.
"Be more like your sister(s)/brother(s)..." Astarion tells you with that wicked smirk. They are no sibling of yours. They are your prey, and he can look forward to waking up to a severed head on his silken bed if he dares to take things further.
It is actually a long time before any sort of sexual intimacy is even introduced. But after being denied your body three nights and four mornings in a row, Astarion is fed up. The horny howling of that brat makes you seethe. He already ruined you for anybody else. How dare he go and besmirch another when you were already his to begin with.
This is only a temporary fix, however, since you are his favourite. The sex is nowhere near as good or as passionate as it is with you. He can't achieve absolute bliss like he does with you, and this new toy is fun until it wants cuddles... No. That's reserved specifically for the consort™️
He is not actually satisfied. He loves you, whether he cares to admit it or not. Unfortunately, the way your relationship appears is totally skewed, due to his inability to separate obsession from love and the total resentment you have grown into.
These other brides are merely toys. He will eventually grow tired of them. They serve one purpose. You do not. You are his dark consort. You get away with things they could only dream of.
When you do agree to sleep with him again, on your terms of course, you are sure to be as public as possible. You want the entire palace to know how you make him feel. Only you get those delicious moans out of him, his complete spend, his dangerous cravings for more. Best believe when he's balls deep in those brides - He's seeing your face.
The other brides look at you in absolute awe. Who is this beautiful holy being before them?
Astarion cannot be more pleased when you agree to intimacy again. Whilst he would love nothing more than to fuck you all day, he finds himself compromising - if it means he can keep his sweet consort.
However, when he acquires a third bride, this is when your murderous tendencies begin. You want to attract his attention, but you want to do it in front of the other brides. Killing his subjects, disobeying him and escaping punishment in front of those sorry excuses for playthings... Silly little things, but you begin to take enjoyment in killing after a while.
The other brides kneel and worship him, begging him not to take out his displeasure on them as you sit scowling on his lap. Astarion is becoming absolutely vexed by this behaviour. All he desired was for his consort to sit on his lap and accept some affection - So why are his lips kissing you so greedily all over your face and lips to receive nothing in return? The vampire growls lowly when your mouth doesn't move in reaction to his.
"Misery doesn't suit that pretty face of yours, my dear..." he snarls. There is still no reaction when he bites the fatty part of your lower lip, drawing blood... No moaning when he kisses your neck exactly how you like it. Not even pathetic namecalling or fighting back as he marks you. Just plain, spiteful silence.
The brides look on in disgust. Had one of them done that, he would have had them flogged. Punished in the worst way possible. When you notice their distaste for the situation, a grin blooms on your lips. Justice.
"Leave us," is the next command from his lips. Oh. It seems he wants to deal with you in private. His pets file out, huddling at the door to listen.
How they gasp and look between themselves in horror when you receive a chance to redeem yourself. On your knees, gazing up at him, caressing his thighs as you tell him, "you know that I would do anything for you, darling..."
Manipulating Astarion in these sorts of situations is surprisingly easy. He's whipped.
One thing that never fails to get him instahard is watching your mischief. (Usually.)
You had been feeling rather generous today, finding yourself sat on his desk as his mouth explored your other pair of lips beneath your skirts/your length beneath his cape. A scout comes running in, failing to knock first. The lustful visage on your face being seen was no bother to you - but something isn't right when Astarion merely lets it slide. What is he doing? Pathetic.
Disappearing into thin air, you reappear behind the spawn, frightening him out of his skin. In your hand is Astarion's dagger, from the belt of his own trousers.
Little minx. When did you pinch that?
"What is your name, darling?" you coo, a playful grin on your features as you circle him hungrily.
"E-Edgar... Milady/Milord..." is the reply.
"There's no need to be frightened of me." There is every reason. You're like death on legs. Astarion rolls his eyes, asking you to leave the poor thing alone. He was told earlier to come and report at this time - you were serving as a distraction.
Nonsense, you think. In one swift motion, the dagger is against the spawns throat from behind.
"Edgar, darling. Tell my husband why I should spare your life... Beg for it."
He babbles and bitches, struggling to come up with excuses beyond sheer foolishness. They're all so frightened of you. It's intoxicating. The way you can clear a room with just a look. How you can influence others to just get things done.
Of course, your man asks you once again to let go, let him be for god's sake. Y/N you're scaring the bitches
With a quick slice, scarlet blood paints the floor and your body, dressed in white. This poor spawn is holding his throat with dismay. He'll be fine. If not a little traumatised.
Licking the blood from the dagger, you can't help but bite your lip with a grin, offering the other side to your husband. This will remind him why he keeps you.
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smilingperformer · 1 month
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Me: "Yaaaay it's Horizons anniversary soon!!"
Others: "It's been a year since Satoshi's journey ended"
I... I didn't even think about that |D
Guess I was that ready to just let him leave the story.
Considering that none of the original series staff stayed in the writing team, they were too.
Since it's soon been a year and we're reaching the end of act 2, I can confidently say this is like, my favourite Pokémon series. Alongside Sun & Moon. And both are favs for wholely different reasons, as in, love Sun & Moon for tackling mature topics and for having wonderful humor, alongside good world building and nice focus on family theme. While Horizons I love the story focus shift from normal, cast that is super enjoyable and a take on a found family type of group, new original villains that I've come to like a lot, etc etc.
I love how different both shows are. I love how both dare to try new things out in different way. Liko is one of THE most relatable characters to me, and I love the whole entire cast to bits. I even adore the Explorers, esp. Sango is slowly making a hole in my heart that wants me to call myself a fan of hers. Yes. She's been that enjoyable to me. Even Amethio's grown on me immensely, I like how his character works, and excited to see his role this upcoming ep.
At the start Roy felt a tad bit too alike to Satoshi, and at times I can see that similar type of "forget about a skill and then do the skill" writing from Satoshi era is thrown on him, but he's still mostly his own character. But that is probably why I'm more drawn to the likes of Liko, Dot, Friede, Amethio and Sango, because their fighting styles are so refreshing for me. I even like how Onyx and Sango pairing works, with Onyx fitting Sango's oni-speaking pattern (srsly wtf that must have been intended and now I want to know if dub has ANYTHING to match this speaking pattern with.)
There's been clear growth, clear character progression, much much slower team progress than whatever the fuck JN did (not jabbing at anyone who likes JN but I won't deny that I really hate how fucking fast most Pokémon evolved there. It seems Horizons knows not to rush things).
Act 1 suffered from pacing issue where stuff happens in one episode and then the next ep sort of shrugs it off and continues the plot in a really weird tone-shift, but I don't think act 2 had that, which I liked. But act 2 also had more fill-ins compared to the action-packed act 1. But imo, it was good to have a more slower, calming pace for a while. It helped build on the characters more, and show how the Rising Volt Tacklers exactly live like. Which makes the Brave Asagi breaking in recent episode ever so more heartbreaking aaaaaaaaah-
I'm also kinda glad I was wrong on the "only a one year long series", because so far I'm quite attached to the cast and definitely wouldn't have felt happy to see them go yet. So knowing that Horizons seems to follow the usual 3 year pace (maybe 2, maybe 4, who knows) makes me happy. And I totally look forward to act 3 that is definitely caused by the Brave Asagi needing long, long time for repairs.
So um yeh. This was a weird ramble lol. But like, love Horizons, don't exactly miss old show as I felt it told whatever it wanted to and had the danger of just, butchering characters further from what I enjoyed it for. Sometimes it's better to let go. Fanfics and fanarts will still exists for a long long time, I'm sure. But my enjoyment on Horizons has definitely caused me to not miss the old days at all. And I'm glad.
(Do I want Satoshi to return? Honestly? No. 26 years is long enough for me.)
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achillesuwu · 4 months
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Well, after many research on ao3 for very specific kind of fic I guess I will have to make my own food.
Hopefully I won’t forget and write the fic but : post canon AU where Arthur, Gwen (*insert awkwardness of Arthur finding out he was in love with Merlin in the last ep and Gwen trying to break the new that she and Leon got married + Lancelot in the background *) and the knights come back but like… 300ish years after their time and like. They get caught with a group of strangers by *insert guys who were ‘just’ doing ‘mildly’ illegal magic things but Arthur &Co walked into it so they caught them*
Anyway, Arthur Gwen and the knights are like stressed + trying to find out what is happening (while being in a cave and chained. What a way to come back to life—)
Meanwhile the others people who got cough a bit after and are now with them are like
Bad dude 1 : *feed up monologue about their mess up work*
Dude 1 : lol
Bad dude 1 : do you wish to die ?!?
Dude 2 : lmao you are such a moron
Arthur, internally : why am I stuck with suicidal people—
Bad dude 2 : how dare you—
Young boy with squire looking clothes but also not really looking like it’s a squire’s clothes : dude, just look *point at a boy* at who it’s
Bad dude 1 & 2 & the rest of the bad dude : ????
Older lady in the background : for goddess’ sake ! The prince, you moron !!!
Arthur & co : ???
Gwen & Leon : *confuse face*
Bad dude 1 :
Bad dude 2 :
Bad dude 3 : when you say the prince you mean —
Another boy : THE prince
The prince in question, last descendant of Gwen & Leon:
Bad dudes :
Dude 1 & 2 : you are so freaking death lol Lord Merlin is going to kick your ass
Gwaine : *mouthing confusingly ‘Merlin’ right behind Arthur*
*door flying open and getting smashed on the wall*
*Insert badass (unwilling) King Regent with eyes glowing who pull out a sword from his heart, blood everywhere, looking totally unbothered as he let the sword fall on the ground and says ‘I will ask one more time. Do you surrender ?’ *
I just think it would be very neat.
Also Merlin had been king regent for like… 130 years. My man want to retire but the 2 first heir just… fucked off to live their lives add the fact that after 60 years people are like ‘another king ??? Wtf that one is very good’ + very few actual heir + magical being not giving a fuck about mortal king and only listening to Ermys and you get an unwilling warlock doing State paperwork for a century
(Arthur new found queerness is making hard to fonction in these conditions)
*this was written at 4 am by a non-native speaker in the middle of his pre-exams session*
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Sooooo... I've had a thought for a while. How awesome would it have been if they had let Colin Morgan keep actual his Irish accent to remind ppl that he wasn't originally from Camelot? Like, maybe it becomes subtler as the seasons go on but it's always there and when he gets tired or angry the lilt would come out FULL FORCE and ppl that didn't know or forget would be like, yo wtf???
(Headcanon Masterlist) (Full Masterlist)
Ok so I rarely answer asks as soon as I see them but
Anon
I DEDICATE AT LEAST HALF AN HOUR OF EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY THINKING ABOUT MERLIN WITH AN ACCENT!!!!
Like.... I'm turning this into a headcanon set because I need to think about this right now (if someone else wants to expand it that's fine, or if it's popular enough, I'll add it to the next List update).
ANYWAY!!!
Say he's not actually from Essetir, but Ireland (from research I think it was called Hibernia during the medieval ages, or maybe Alba? I'm not sure, so I'll just stick with Ireland), and Balinor ran a little further afield before meeting Hunith, and then returning once things had settled down to live in that skanky cave, so he can keep an eye on how Camelot was doing. Hunith and Merlin travel to Essetir when Merlin is maybe twelve or so?? So the accent and customs (and even the language) is like... heavily embedded. (To cover plot holes... uh... Gaius is also Irish, but travelled over with... relatives(?) when he was so young that he doesn't have an accent, or even really any memories of home. He has however visited and been visited by his sister enough to have a good relationship with her, and they exchanged letters regularly before and after she moved to Essetir. There. Don't think about it too much.)
HOWEVER!! When he moves to Camelot, he covers it up, because Camelot already hates Bastards (check), Sorcerers (double check) and also Gaels (check again). So to make his life easier, he gives himself a generic Essetirian/Camelot accent, and no one really notices, Maybe he has a bit of a lilt here and there, but people chalk it up to him spending lots of time with a diverse set of people, and/or maybe just being a country bumpkin. The lilt definitely comes out more when he's angry, the angrier he is the stronger it is, but, what the majority of Merlin's friends don’t know, is that they've never really seen him truly angry. Annoyed, frustrated maybe, a little pissed off, but not properly angry. Not for the first few years at least, so again, no one really notices.
Sometimes he rants to himself under his breath in Gaels, more so when he's with Gaius because it's not like the guy doesn't already know, even if he can't actually understand (Gaius does mourn the loss of his heritage sometimes, especially because, when delirious, Merlin's accent comes back full force, and Gaius can't understand a word he's saying).
Anyway. I do have this scenario in my head of some poor page running into the Throne room all "Oh CHRIST, My Lord, there's a woman in the courtyard who claims to have killed Morgause and rescued Morgana!! BUT!!! She says she'll only speak to Myrddin??" And the whole room is in uproar and Merlin just rolls his eyes at them and goes "What does she look like?", at the description he just goes "Oh shit" except in Gaels and runs out. All the gang follow to see him embracing this woman and speaking fast Gaels to her. She's introduced as his sister or an old childhood neighbour/friend or something. She couldn't give less of a shit about Camelot's anti magic laws if she TRIED, and fully admits to defeating the two witches with magic, because she herself is also a witch, and basically dares Arthur to do something abut it whilst Merlin despairs. Once the shock passes, someone, probably Gwaine, just goes "Hey, Merls, what's with the accent?? And the name??" and the woman just raises her eyebrow and goes "Aye, Merls, what's with the accent and the name?" And he has to admit that he's Irish and his real name is Myrddin (I know it's actually Welsh but let’s pretend just for now) and talks in his normal accent and everyone just... blue screens.
At least three times a day for the next few weeks, if not months, he has to explain the "new" accent to friends whom he hasn't spoken to since before the incident. Overall it's very funny, and everyone in Camelot suddenly finds Merlin ten times hotter. Arthur is struggling to cope. Leon openly drools. Gwaine is so wowed he can't even flirt right. Gwen trips over every time he speaks.
His accent is naturally really toned down, from years of hiding it and just being around people who don't have that accent, but it still gets strong when he shouts, and is nigh impossible to understand when he's concussed/drugged/suffering from blood loss/exhausted to the point of delirium. He also starts using words like "aye" to mean yes, and "slán" (the original of Sláinte, meaning good health, or cheers), when he says goodbye, and it's very endearing but also very confusing.
Our man is just so much happier being able to be himself and share his culture with no backlash, because Uther's been gone a while, and Arthur made peace with the Gaels ages ago (Merlin was basically just in too deep to back out then and kept clutching straws until the sister/friend arrived and blew it all wide open). Now he just has to do the same with the magic thing.... But then again!! Sister/friend not giving a fuck has maybe done that already. So. Maybe he's already set?
Anyway. Merlin with an Irish accent. Yes Please Please Please :D
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can you imagine tony telling peter to dress up for an event or something or like peter shows up to the lab with a half torn bag or sOMETHING and tony’s like wtf
so he buys stuff for peter and peter’s kinda uncomf at first but leans into it more n more and then at some point peter just asks for stuff that he wants and it gets bETTER and better like from a sensible jacket to designer bags or something
and thEN, if you wanna write smut, tony’s like hey dont you think i deserve a thank you? WINK WINK
-still not h
Oh did you mean your personal fantasy?
Peter's stomach dropped at the way Tony stood, blinking like he was trying to clear dust from his eyes. It was a long minute, or maybe it was only a second, either way it felt like forever before Tony's mouth curled into a fond smile.
"Is it that bad?" He'd tried to replicate a look he'd seen on the cover of one of Tony's fashion magazines, but he didn't have a lot of money and he'd gotten a lot of it at the thrift store. He'd thought he looked good but now he wasn't so sure.
"You look great, Pete. I swear." Tony crossed the floor and gave him a reassuring kiss. Peter felt himself calm a bit. Tony grabbed the faux leather bag on his shoulder. "Would you mind if I replaced this?"
"What? I just got it!"
"It's just that it's not very in season." He twisted it in his hand and Peter could see a tear along the bottom that he hadn't noticed before.
"Maybe I'll just forget the bag. I didn't realize how bad it was." He grimaced.
"No, no. We've got time, sweetheart."
"We needed to leave like ten minutes ago."
Tony waved his hand. "The party starts when we arrive, baby. They'll wait for us."
Peter rolled his eyes as Tony grabbed his wallet and jacket. He didn't resist as Tony linked their arms together and lead him to the elevator.
Back in car with a new Prada bag in his lap, Peter felt guilty. He never wanted Tony to think he was in it for the money. He loved him dearly. But he also really liked the bag.
He tried a little harder the next time. He found a nice cream colored sweater and the slacks were only a little loose... Yet, when they got in the car Tony turned in the opposite direction of the venue. Peter sighed.
"Tony..."
Tony picked up his hand and kissed the back of it. "Only the best for my baby."
Peter rolled his eyes. "Just replace my whole wardrobe while you're at it."
"We can do that."
"What? I was joking!"
Tony smiled. "You look gorgeous, but the jacket and the pants..."
Peter crossed his arms. "Fine."
He didn't know how Tony did it. He barked orders at the shop workers and had them running around grabbing specific items that he knew all by name. They all looked like things that shouldn't go together but when Tony put him in front of the mirror he looked really good. Felt good too. In fact he couldn't keep the smile off of his face.
He left in a new outfit with a second in the bag that Tony carried. Peter was still a little overwhelmed by the total. Over 3 grand? For two outfits? Were they threaded in gold? Okay... maybe he liked the sound of that more that he should have...
Then Peter noticed one day that his shoes were looking rough. Tony was going to end up replacing them anyway, right? So it was okay if he just asked him, wasn't it?
He stood in front of the man, blushing and nervous. Tony knew what he wanted, he could tell he did.
"Something you want, sweetheart?"
Peter chewed his lip and twisted his fingers together. "I don't want to be a bother..."
"You're never a bother, Peter."
"Well... Since you don't mind buying me things... I thought maybe you might want to get me some new shoes?" He stared straight at his chest, only daring to look at his eyes after a moment.
"I would love to."
Peter couldn't say he wasn't excited as they passed through the glass doors at the entrance. A woman hurried over to greet them, but Peter ignored her, drawn to a display off to the side. They had new watches with real silver bands and little diamonds around the face. He didn't even wear a watch.
Tony's arm wrapped around his waist.
"Which one?"
"What? No, I can't. They're way too much."
Tony scoffed. He pointed at the one Peter was looking at and the woman ran around the cabinet to take it from the case. Tony took it from her and Peter obediently held out his wrist.
"There. It's gorgeous on you." He smiled. Peter couldn't help but smile back. He really liked it, but those were real diamonds. "We'll take it. Anything else you want to look at?"
"We just came for shoes..." Peter blushed again. He twisted the watch on his wrist. It felt so heavy, but it didn't exactly feel bad either.
He ended up in front of the mirror again, decked out from head to toe. He looked really good. He felt really good too. And he swore Tony only looked more excited the longer they browsed. The shop lady had started a pile at the counter for them and Peter couldn't help how exciting it was. Tony never said no even though he asked again and again if he really really sure. But he let Tony coax him into leaving with another three outfits, two pairs of shoes, and the watch.
He kept fiddling with it on the drive home. It was so pretty.
Tony carried his things into the house for him. He hadn't been planning on staying the night, but he certainly had clothes for tomorrow now. Sheesh.
"We spent quite a lot, huh?" Tony said as he placed the bags on the coffee table.
"I hope that's okay."
"Of course it is. I take care of you, you take care of me, right?"
"I-" Peter froze, unsure what to say or if Tony was implying what it sounded like he was. He looked... excited. He came into Peter's space, hands on his hips, and backed him into the wall while Peter scrambled to figure out what the hell was happening.
"Tony?"
"Are you happy with your gifts, baby?"
"Of course I am. They're really nice."
"Why don't you show me how happy you are? I was so good to you after all."
It took another second before it clicked. Oh, you like buying me stuff. "You're right. I should make it up to you." He gave him a coy smile. He sunk down to the floor. His hands slid up his thighs to reach his belt.
"That's a good boy," Tony encouraged.
Peter was surprised at just how hard he was. And how impatient. He must have been thinking about this all day. As soon as Peter's mouth was open, Tony pushed his way inside. Peter gagged, unprepared, but he settled with his hands on Tony's thighs. His new diamond watch glittered on his wrist. He looked up at him and found dark, almost cruel, eyes looking back. He didn't want Peter sucking him off, he wanted to use him. He was more than happy to give the man whatever he wanted.
"Let me see how grateful you are," Tony purred. "You love being spoiled don't you?"
Tony pulled out so he could answer. "Yes, sir," he said. He let his mouth hang open, tongue out, inviting him back in. Tony pushed in until he choked, grinning as he gagged and fought with himself not to push him away. When Peter pulled back, Tony followed until his head was against the wall with nowhere to to. He was drowning in spit and suffocating around the cock that forced open his throat and he felt his mind slipping into something soft and warm and hazy.
Tony took his cock from Peter's mouth, spit hanging from the tip of his cock to his lips. Peter only moaned as he smeared spit on his cheek before stuffing his mouth again. Tony fucked his mouth, right there on the edge of his throat and felt like a fucking g-spot, making him tingly and his cock throb and every time he lost it and gagged it just made him want to cum.
Tony pulled out, leaving just the tip of his cock resting heavy on his tongue. "You with me, Pete?" Peter made noise in answer. Tony lightly slapped his cheek. "Wake up, sweetheart."
Peter blinked away the haze and smiled up at him. "I'm okay." He licked his lips.
Tony smiled. "You're fucking incredible." He stuffed his cock in Peter's mouth again, fucking the perfect O of his lips and over the soft heat of his tongue.
He pushed in as deep as his throat would allow and this time, Peter couldn't help the reflex to push him off, but Tony just grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head. He kept fucking his throat and all Peter could do was squirm when it was too much and he couldn't breathe, but Tony didn't let him pass out and Peter never stopped opening his mouth for more.
"Fuck, such a good boy. You're gonna make me cum, sweetheart."
Peter was buzzing waiting for it, ready for Tony to cum right down his throat. And he did, pinning Peter hard against the wall and moaning deep in his chest. He let him go and Peter sucked the last of it from the end of his cock. He didn't know what to do now, too hazy and still kneeling on the floor, but Tony bent down and hauled him up for a kiss.
"You okay? I didn't hurt you?"
"Only in a good way," Peter laughed. He held onto Tony's arms.
"Good." Tony kissed him again.
"You know you bought me like a lot of stuff." Peter could stop himself from grinning even as he talked in his broken raspy voice. "I think I'd better keep showing you how much I like it."
Tony nodded solemnly. "I wouldn't want to think you're ungrateful."
He picked Peter up off of the floor and tossed him over his shoulder as Peter giggled, "We've got a long night ahead of us."
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The (unserious) notes of Beyond Evil. Episode Three Edition
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Cant wait to psychoanalyse this episode later with the scriptbook!
Jinmuk je te deteste dont even dare feel sad you monster
that shot of Juwon lazing on his sofa im down bad
He has nice handwriting tho
Honestly when is this man not thinking about Dongsik
The fly jumpscared me bc of my headphones
Dongsik you bastard (affectionately)
He is not ok rn
Juwon eavesdropping was me and my flatmate last night trying to find out the drama
The camerawork in this show is beautiful omg
Dongsik has no right to look this fine rn tho
Oop spotted!
Jihwa knew both of them were at the station lol
And bada bing bada boom we are in the recording room
And theyre off and Jihwa is so done
Juwon is so like WTF with this whole thing.
If looks could kill Dongsik would be dead 💀
why at 5am?! WHY WERE YOU UP AT 5AM?!
Bro Juwon doesnt hold back
Dongsik <3
Juwon could murder im sure of it. He has it ij him.
I like watching the gay men fight… because its fun :)
THE ONLY TIME I WILL AGREE WITH HAN KIHWAN IS RN “What a nut job. I like him [Dongsik].”
Juwon pissing off Kihwan is just so great at all times.
Theyre gonna find the wrong body and blow this case even bigger
Dongsik again <3 the onlt dilf of my life tbh
My heart breaks for him though. He masks a lot if pain
“What if I ran into older Yuyeon on the street, but failed to recognise her. That worries me a lot…” 💔
Fellas is it gay to stare at another mans smiling photo for a long time whilst in your room?
Juwon you have always been a crafty bitch and I respect that
YJG is a brilliant actor he is a master at subtle emotions which makes him one of the most expressive characters in the show
YAY you found a phone
Bad news for Juwon its Geumhwas phone that has his number.
Mate ur laughing like a maniac like dongsik does. You two arent as different as you think.
But my god you like to jump to the wrong conclusions
Watching the scene with nam sangbae and dongsik makes me cry but i cant because im in the living room with my flatmates. And the score in the background just 😭
Me 🤝 Dongsik : Laughing to hide pain
Man will stay in work just for Juwon
They back and forth in every scene like its all they do.
Mf going on about the culprit always returning to the scene and here comes JINMUK AHDKFMSP FORESHADOWING WE MISSED
Part of me think that Dongsik is suspicious of Jinmuk atp.
If you told them that they would be so close by the end of the series they would be fucking disgusted.
Oop juwon getting interrogated.
Juwon pausing before adding 요 at the end of his sentence like bro you are forgetting your respect conjugation
oh shit juwon not looking good for you is it.
"Given his nature, there is no way he [Juwon] would get involved in a crime" HYEOK YOU DONT EVEN KNOW-
Hyeok became his tutor in 2010... when JW was 17. does that mean that he helped JW in Korea rather than britain? or the tail end of britain onwards.
Hyeok you are such a kiss-ass
Do Haewon 🤢 she is so fake i hate it (which is the poing ig lmao)
LEE CHANGJIN. hes so funny for a bad guy
Jeongje is so frustrated with his mum (same)
Juwon is this close to slapping Hyeok at times.
aliens? rude much kihwan (what did we expect)
and there goes juwon loosing his cool.
annoyingly kihwan makes some points even if its for self centered gain. still hate kihwan dw
bro standing outside as ppl talk about him like 🧍
And then the eye contact between him and dongsik god having a whole silent conversation
Nice recovery juwon.
Them being nice to each other? NOT THIS EARLY BOIS
And boom personal space who? They dont know it.
Dongsik telling Juwon to go to therapy lmaooo
Juwon grabbing Dongsik probably became a… different thing later on yk? Hehe
This episode is basically Juwon and his terrible no good very bad couple days.
Bro you need to hike/walk more Juwon how are you already sweating.
You make think you have him, but nope he has you.
JUWON BREAKS INTO DS BASEMENT PART ONE HERE WE GO
The tiny bloodstain ofc. He def left it deliberately somewhat
And i am so hyped for episode four because of the incoming moments.
Juwon this isnt the victory you think it is trust me
see you all next episode! bye ^^
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So I got to Cosmo Canyon yesterday.
Not gonna lie I enjoy the aesthetic of the village and especially the lab and the music in the lab is really cool too.
Now with the critics.
I'm somewhat bothered by the fact that the people who care about the planet (through what they call planetology in the game) give such a vibe of... something close to sectarians and gurus? And I'm pretty sure it wasn't the case in the original game? Tbh when I came across random NPCs that laid their religious-like speeches earlier in the game, I thought it was just some random guys who came to that. I wasn't expecting the inhabitants of Cosmo Canyon to all be like that? With all the rituals the speeches the prayers etc.
Maybe the religious vibe serves to give room to make things "magical" and have the ceremony and all but I would prefer having the people in Cosmo Canyon care about the world and life like they do, but with a more scientific —and compassionate/empathic because yes both can be a thing simultaneously— stance. And like they can definitely have their own culture around it, and I mean you could make it religious maybe but the way it's done here feels overdone, feels like a cliché.
Also yes I'm aware the lab adds a scientific aspect to all that but it's not the aspect you see the most at the end of the day.
And so (spoiler: real life themes) ultimately I'm bothered because I make the link to our real world. Detractors of ecology love to paint people who ask and fight for ecological actions as: cranks, crazy, enlightened guys who are simply over sensitive and make a "religion" out of their values/beliefs, who are irrationnal, that kinda thing. Which is why I'm pretty bothered to specifically have the "ecologists" in this game now being painted as people who deliver vague speeches and talk like gurus?
Medias are vectors for our imaginations and even sometimes our assumptions about stuff, right? Whether we want it or not, whether it's a good thing or not. I'd be pleased if medias were more often and more properly a vector for knowledge and awaraness about our ecological predicament. As well as for positive imagination of different, sober lifestyle. I mean, sure, various themes tied to that can be found in a lot of content. But pieces of media that make it really central and on point? That make it realistic, relatable and emotional? That brilliantly manages to spark something -hopefully positive and action-inducing- in the viewers? More and more content that would help introducing curiosity and eventually a real culture around those topics? Would love to see more of that.
And less of "oh my god look the evil guy says he wants to save the planet and to do that he's ready to kill people/humanity! look this is what ecology does to people hhaahahaa" (for fuck's sake everything is so wrong with that— btw do you see mcu thanos? if it was real life never dare calling reducing the number of living beings on earth an ecological solution. wtf. the problem isn't the number, it's a worldwide system that relies on infinite production to create infinite capital and that implies very high material and energy consumption (especially from (spoiler) a minority of human beings). Also do we forget that not all species are in the same situation? is it ecological to reduce to half the number of individuals of a species that's on the verge of extinction even though it had a role in an ecosystem somewhere? look I don't remember all the details of how thanos thought he would do good but I saw him labelled as an evil ecologist or ecoterrorist or whatever. And his fictional argument was something like "there are too many individuals there's a balance that's being endangered in the universe let's make disappear very randomly half of the living beings and everything will be settled" —and was it supposed to be a paralell to our real world? because damn. so wrong. Did I also say that "saving the planet" is a questionable phrasing? cause when you care about ecology you care about the living beings -including ourselves- more than "saving" the earth just for the sake of it or something abstract. The planet itself will outlive us don't worry.)
Ok wow that was a very long digression.
So going back to the game; I'm just sad that the theme of ecology is here in some way, but it's like it's, in part, reduced to something that'll look religious and fanatic to most people. Even though there's room for something more impactful. Even without turning the game into something that'll obsessively revolve only around that.
Not that I'll be able to write that myself but I mean if you're a pro writer/scenarist I'm sure there's something to do.
Still want to add that if I sound anti religion or something that's not my point. My point is it's the guru vibe of the guys in the game and how they're probably perceived by players that makes it feel wrong when you're into the same irl topics as I am. :')
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honestly if that leak is true.. 🥴 like i just can't because laenor has been such a good friend and companion to her and her kids for the past 10 years, it would be such a blow to their relationship. i would be more bothered if she knew beforehand and was just chill about it VS her finding out that daemon was behind it after laenor was dead
Hi Love
I'm glad I watched the ep. 6 before answering you.
Look, Laenor could have resisted being in Rhaenyra's battles but it's clear the man is breaking down. Naturally leading a double life and not being free to live your nature is something terrible and painful. But Laenor seems to be a bit egoistic and forget that Harwin and Rhaenyra are suffering as much as he is, also if I have to be honest with you:
LAENOR LOST ALL MY SYMPATHY WHEN HE INSINUATED THAT HE WANTED TO ABANDON HIS SONS.
I was like "Dude wtf, they are your fucking sons of Harwin, Rhaenyra and yours, all the boys call you "father" damn it, the oldest is barely 9 years old and the youngest is a fucking baby, how dare you insinuate that you are going to to leave them alone?"
I don't think Laenor deserves to die, but i feel he deserves it more than other characters.
So if he dies killed by Daemon or (even better) if Rhaenyra asks Daemon to kill him, I won't be hurt by his death , I'm sorry.
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I know it'll never happen at this point but you know what I would absolutely adore, at a bare minimum, since pretty much every obx fan agrees jj is bi... To have him come out to his friends, his family, while they're stuck on the island.
For all he knows, they may die on that island. All it'll take is one bad storm. These are the only people in the world that he loves and trusts. The only people he knows that won't judge him or hate him or hurt him.
Picture them around the fire one night, passing the time with silly games. Maybe they've been there long enough that they're all thinking something similar - they may never see home again. They've already grown closer as friends do when forced to live together in trying times, but there's a new, distant, forlornness lingering around them. Every night conversations get a little deeper. After the games stop on this particular night, it's not much different. Pope breaks a silence that's settled between them and asks everyone: what's a secret you'll take to your grave... Bearing in mind so will all of us?
It's kind of morbid. But so is Pope.
And we get some nice background on everyone, a wholesome, heartfelt moment of bonding between them as they all lay bare things they've never dared to speak to anyone. Some of it maybe a little funny, some of it maybe not too deep but still not something they'd admit to, ever. The whole time jj is just stabbing the sand with a stick, fidgeting, letting everyone else speak, looking like he hopes they'll forget him. But they don't and it's finally his turn. He doesn't make eye contact with any of them, just watching his stick dig into the sand, almost angry.
"I'm... Into guys," quietly. To which kie pipes up with "hold on wait how many times have we ALL walked in on you banging a chick??" Which obv gets jj to crack a grin. A small one. Kie is just as good as lightening the mood as she is bringing it down sometimes. "Yeah well, I mean I'm bi. I'm into both." And he's still not looking at them until Sarah is like "is that all? Shit I thought you were about to tell us you killed someone once or like ate a puppy or something!" Which gets a mixture of laughs and "ew, wtf?" Out of them.
John b asking why he was afraid to tell them. They're family, ect. Jj saying it wasn't them, he was afraid it would somehow get back to luke. That's all they need to know about that. Then Pope asks how long he's known for sure, and it's the first time jj looks up, at him, holding his eyes for a couple extra seconds. A knowing look that says more than words ever could. A blink and you might miss it moment. Then jj says how long, relating it to a particular moment in their collective friendship, but one that has a little more meaning for Pope. Maybe the first time jj ever stood up for him and protected him from bullies, maybe just something silly they all remember from years back, maybe more recent, too. Either way, it's a moment for them.
So the conversation moves on, maybe everyone giving jj a tiny bit more love and attention.
Everyone going to sleep except jj, restless, nervous. Luke is gone but he's so conditioned to that fear response and trying so damn hard to make him proud, get any sort of praise - it's just hard to get out of the mindset of what if he finds out? Walks up onto those cliffs to clear his head and then Pope joins him, scares the shit out of him by sneaking up. Have a good laugh, then Pope being his awkward self, kinda bashful like "jj, about what you--" but jj cuts him off already knowing where that's going and just not ready to address it yet. "Doesn't matter dude. No pogue on pogue macking, remember? Ohhh but wait you don't follow the rules about that.." and it turns into a playful argument about if his time with kie really counted against that rule or not, scene ending with them walking back to camp together.
Sweet, simple, and open enough to play with. Recognizes the something that's been there between them from the start without it seeming like pandering. Still gives an opportunity for other ships, depending on how the season goes.
I just want canon bi jj. And one little tiny moment to acknowledge jjpope. whether or not thats the endgame isn't too important - i'd love it, of course, but more than anything i desperately want a morsel of queer rep from the one character we all read as queer played by one hell of a queer ally.
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Dismantled AU: Recovery.
So the prison has been destroyed. Nuked. Obliviated. Dream has been dragged out kicking and screaming and is now captured, once again — this time, he fears, for good. Punz has stabbed him in the back, Sam is gripping him by the shoulders, the whole server is more united than he’s seen it in years and they’re all against him. The future looks dark.
His cell is made of wood this time. He wonders if maybe he’s not enough of a threat to warrant obsidian walls anymore. He thinks about how easy a break-in would be, here. He considers running, but he’s got nowhere to go. Mostly he sleeps. They gave him a bed this time, for some reason. He dreams of Pandora, of blood and tears and safety made in hell. He wonders if the torture, starvation, pain — if it really was all for nothing. He sleeps some more: it’s the only thing he can do to stop thinking about it.
He has a week of isolation before someone finally comes in.
Sam is even bigger than he remembers, and carries himself with a sort of dignity that he hasn’t seen since before he was appointed Warden. It scares him. It angers him, too, even if he knows it’s stupid. He doesn’t dare show either of these things, submitting quietly and obediently as the man walks in.
Sam is aloof and quiet for the first few visits, but eventually he reaches forward. Dream can’t help but melt into his touch, and then it’s like the former-reinstated-Warden can’t keep his hands off of him. It starts with more basic things — scratches on his head, gentle bumps into his shoulder, hugs — but quickly evolves into hours of cuddles, of hair grooming, of care. Even when he’s not the focus of his attention he’s being cared for: Sam will sit on him and cradle his head in his paws while he reads a book, his heartbeat loud and low like a lullaby drum. Soon Sam becomes a staple of the room, staying day and night and rarely going out into the rest of the world. Dream doesn’t know what to make of it.
(Sam remembers a prisoner who begged for visitors, for someone to come and stay with him for a bit. He’s sworn not to make the same mistake this time around.)
—> edit: this is the link that llama thought she lost (HERE) (edits in purple)
omg this was so confusing because i cannot for the life of me find your first ask for this au??? it was the one with the link right?? wtf did i do with it i just spent the last half an hour determining if i had simply dreamt that that ask even existed 😭 it’s just not even there 😢 i don’t even know if i posted it, maybe i accidentally deleted it during my blog sweeping — i didn’t :( i’ve been trying so many recovery websites lmao i feel awful 😭😭
thankfully you recapped it beautifully here. i think the only bits missing are the fact that dream had to be dragged out of his cell kicking and screaming, and also that he had to watch the prison explode in front of his eyes — his only safe space on the server
(more below):
🦙🦙🦙…
i can’t quite remember who it was that lead the decision to ween dream away from his prison? — whole server but either way we’ve reached the point where he’s been given a lovely wooden house to stay in instead. something far more civilised… and of course dream despises it 😢 he’s just not used to being ‘protected’ by such flimsy material. he in fact feels anything but protected by it
sam appearing much larger than dream remembers ☹️ that’s so cute. he’s just so overwhelmed with how vulnerable he feels, cooped up in a wooden shack with nowhere safe to run even if he wanted to,, and now his warden is standing at his door looking taller and broader than ever
and yet despite everything, his body lunges for affection when it’s offered. i imagine it’d be a rather slow process, but still a process that progresses far quicker than his ego appreciates.
i forget who’s on his side in this au? — everyone is would he eventually get more visitors or has sam just demanded that he get used to one person at a time? i kinda like the idea of the other server members slowly starting to build other little shacks around him? like slowly creating a little village. i want them all to work together nicely in a village lmao. perhaps i need to create a village au 😂
🦙🦙🦙…
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queen-boudicca · 2 years
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First up in the nuwho rewatch, Rose!
It's ya girl! 
I love how RTD sets look like actual places people live. Like that looks like an living room
Love the music so much omg
MICKEY i love you and your dorky dancing
This music is an absolute bop
Wait did she forget to bring down the till or did she hope nobody would notice before she left and didn't have to do it
Why is the ceo's office in the basement? And she knows him on a first name basis? Oh wait i bet that means chief electrical officer or something (judging by how there's the lightning sign on his door idk)
IT'S YA BOI
Don't like this music as much
Oh okay so it did stand for that
Rip Wilson
"I'm gonna go up there and blow it up! Which might well kill me in the process, but don't worry about me; go on home and have your beans on toast"
God i missed nine so much omg he's so sassy 
JACKIE!!! ILY
Mickey!!
Lol their cute bickering it's amazing
"You need something stronger let's to go the pub"
"There's a match on isn't there?"
"Well I've got no idea what you're talking about how dare you even insinuate—"
Wakes up, goes back to bed
"I know she is Greek but that's not the point" amazing
"Well anything could happen" "no" the doctor is ace af and we stan 
Love the implication that nine hasn't seen his reflection, when later we get a whole series of audio dramas that took place after he regenerated and before he met rose so he hasn't looked in a mirror or anything in all that time
Jackie blow-drying her already dry hair for... reasons?
God he's such a bitch i love him
NINE'S THEME (which yes is basically the same as tens theme shut up his is softer and just has the vocals)
Rose googles "doctor" expecting anything other than a list of doctors and then goes to an internet stranger's house and would've gone alone if Micky hadn't insisted on coming
Also how the fuck is that picture supposed to look anything like nine
Also why was the doctor at the Kennedy assassination? 
Oh look another photo that looks nothing like him at all
At least the drawing does, though that's mostly bc of the outfit
'His constant companion is death' dude didn't you just say that he visited a family who then decided not to go on the titanic and thus survived? 
Oh i love these effects
Not gonna blame Rose for not realizing Mickey was sus bc nobody would think someone they know would be kidnapped and replaced by an evil plastic replica
IT'S YA GIRL (TARDIS)
lol love rose running right out even though fake Mickey is chasing them
NINE'S THEME AGAIN
She's so beautiful
And nines purposefully avoiding caring about Mickey bc he's jaded and doesn't want to be distracted and wants to think that sacrifices are justified bc that's how he copes
And rose is rightly like hey wtf how can you forget about him
God I love how a character calls out the doctor on his flaws (which are justified and understandable and make even more sense the more we learn about him) and it's actually true and not immediately criticized by the narrative certain showrunners could never
Nine in the middle of the London eye I'm gonna cry
I love how the doctor always cites the specific article or whatever from the shadow proclamation. Like even when alien species are governed by it do they really know every article and shit? I could cite maybe like five articles of my country's founding documents there's way everyone knows what part of whatever law he's citing
Hc that they just name random numbers and shit and nobody knows enough about it to contradict him
The grief in his voice holy fuck and how he's choked up and stuff
God Eccleston deserves an Oscar for this
People say he should get one for dalek and they're right but this is fucking incredible too
Aww Clive no
Jackie you are not doing a good job of running away
Rose i love you taking time to monologue before you save the day king shit
No i can't even lie i actually love her little speech you go queen
Mickey my beloved are you all right
Rose maybe tell your mom you're okay before you hang up lol
Rose maybe consider that Mickey didn't have any time to adjust or anything and he was just kidnapped and didn't really get to talk to the doctor at all
Aww nine is so sad :-(
Anyway the other possibility is that this was right after he regenerated but then he left w the tardis and had all the audio adventures before coming back and telling rose that it also travels in time
Now I'm filled with an overwhelming desire to read some nine fanfic (if only I fucking had any someone please rec some to me)
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Hi!
Honestly I'm a conventionally attractive person, it's more so I guess how you feel (and trust me I have huge self confidence issues) but the times my brain hits the "I'm the shit" button it does miracles 😂 Also I'm 25 so I'm a year older than you I believe!
The fwb was a forbidden romance kinda trop imo lmfao and he also holds a special place for me cause he was my first for literally everything and he did set some standards high for certain things.
Since a lot of things happened I think I'll share them one by one.
So the beginning of our fwb situationship was ironic and funny. I had met this guy a few years prior meeting him again when we started getting closer and I just ignored him lmaooo. He then started dating my friend or at least that's what she was saying and one day she comes crying and saying he loves her but his mother is an issue and if it weren't for her he would have stayed with her.
I was mad. So fast forward a week or two she's like wanna grab something to drink with me the guy is also gonna be here. Of course when I saw him I greeted him with "Hey you asshole" which had him questioning what was going on.
My friend was like oh chill it's all good between us. And I was like how when you basically was crying and saying all this shit before?? So I was awkward ngl and I don't how or what happened but I'll let you guess how it started again...
Hint: choke hold guy event
A tickle fight started between us all lmfao. And well I run our of the coffee shop we were in and my friend and he came and basically he tackled me to the ground. In front of so many people.... and started tickling me.
And for me a competitive and bratty person I was like GAME ON DUDE. At one point he got me pinned face front against the door of a building and he was behind me, squishing me with his body and tickling me. My friend was like yo guys chill!
And at one point (that was HILARIOUS), he had grabbed both of my wrists and a big dude came over at us and he looked my to be fwb and told him "What's going on here?" And we both froze, looked at each other and we both were like nothing, we're just messing around. The dude was like "That's not a way to treat your gf" and left.
So I got embarrassedddd (like girl you should've felt that way earlier lmfao) and I was like it's time for me to go but it's not over dude I'm gonna get my revenge!
He asked my friend for my number when I left and she got JEALOUS, in a vivid way like don't you dare do anything with her. He reassured her I wasn't his type whatsoever and that's how the first important meeting went 👏🏻
Oh as for the guy that wasn't a good guy my friend said he was sleeping around a lot and he didn't elaborate much on why the guy isn't good. He only said he wanted to protect me but there's a whole lot of things that happened with my friend from fwb to trying to see if we want a serious relationship with lots of on and offs and lots of romance I won't forget either 🤧 (he's actually the only guy of these three I still talk to and see and the last time we met he picked me up bride style to show his strength lmfaooo)
-🐇
Wait 🐇 anon, i have so many questions.
You're a 97' liner right? What's your rising and venus sign? that will give me insight into how you flirt and pick up some tips.
How old were you with fwb 'forbidden romance' situation?
Do you have any advice on how I can make my 'first time' a great experience?
Okay, so if the chokehold guy is not the guy you were having 'fwb' with, did he get major possessive and decide to stake his claim? And then is that how the fwb thing happened again? I'm trying to figure out because I have never had a man possessive or jealous of me (at least that has told me).
Wait, I'm trying to imagine how you were on a busy street in front of a building being tickled randomly, like did no one say anything? If I was a random stranger walking past, I'd be like 'wtf is going on here' ahahah, i would have been so confused.
The guy you were fwb, your friend asked for his number and she got jealous to which he said that YOU were not his type? Is that what I'm hearing? Because if so, that's a c**t move right there.
I mean, if he's trying to pick you up bridal style, I think that means you still have a shot right? It's giving me real himbo vibes right there.
I'm sure you're a beautiful person both inside and out, so please give me some flirting advice, I wish I could show you how badly I am at flirting but just trust I get super awkward and overbearing.
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balkanballad · 4 months
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So, i met this german guy in the hostel i was staying and we had a *vibe* from the first moment, it was so obvious that strangers asked us if we're together. And we had sex the second day but now im sad because he is doing erasmus in a city near mine but he obviously wants nothing to do with me because he didn't even follow me back on Instagram and i mean, okay it was just a random hookup but sometimes it gets me how every guy i have sex with wants nothing to do with me after that. And everyday i hear all this stories of people that have long distance relationships and travel to different countries to see their lovers and im like wtf is wrong with me and why im so easy to forget. And how men's brain works because the german guy seemed to really enjoy our hookup and he said multiple times im cute but he didn't want to have sex again the next night. Yeah idk where this is going, i just feel really lonely and like shit and i also kinda miss him cause he was so sweet and i liked his personality. And also, well, even tho it was obvious he liked me, we wouldn't have sex if i didn't do the first move and that's always the case with guys, they never like me *enough* to try for me. I just feel like i ran behind every guy I like, i dont mind trying tbh but i wonder if they take me for granted because I'm so obvious when i like someone.
(uf, not a German guy... just joking, sorry. I had to) oh dear :( I always feel a bit honored when I get anons like these and hope it helped to simply put it out because somedays that really is the best thing to do - put it and let it go. however, I also feel a bit sad that I am probably not the best person to give any good advice here. I get a lot of the things you are talking about, I really do, and I understand those feelings like 'when is it my turn? can things go the right way for me too?' one thing I can't stop repeating to myself is: stop comparing yourself with others. And I don't only mean looks but also situations. Just like everyone has their own face and body we have our own relationships of all different kinds, which are our own. I don't think anyone would actually be even able to switch these with any other person on the planet (and also like it) because they are as individual as we are.
I really hope that you won't feel lonely for a long time. I think it's very brave to do the first move. You seem a lot braver than me. I wish that I would dare that and be less scared of rejection (it's on my to do list... I am trying but it's hard). Personally, I think it's making it easier for everyone involved if the communication is clear. So, look at you, being brave and communicating clearly :) amazing. what the other person decides to do is not in your hands and it also is hard to assume what the other person is actually thinking, going through themselves maybe etc. sometimes it is simply not meant to be something more (I know, sadly). But maybe it was good for something or just somewhen a fun memory to talk about.
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fischltao · 2 years
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only you, darling
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characters: nanami kento x afab!reader
tw/cw: smut, dirty talk, unprotected sex, hurt/comfort, healthy relationship, mentions of gojo satoru, mentions of past relationship trauma
notes: this is so rushed im so sorry. i just tried to get out of bed and my legs felt so weak, did i just paralyze myself wtf
plot: reader has trust issues and difficulty believing that nanami loves her
it's the way he was rutting into you like there was no tomorrow that made you believe he was some type of god. he was majestic, charismatic, beautiful. he was beautiful. the kind that leaves you stunned and mesmerized. how could someone like him exist? how could someone like him exist in the same place and time as you did?
he made you forget everything about yourself, about the world. at the moment the only thing you knew was his name, nanami kento. the man that rocked inside your spent walls as you chanted his first name like a beautiful poem, written in the shadow of a pure white, lacy umbrella in serenity of a kiosk inside a small lake. kento.
"im so close darling, fuck i love you. i love you so fucking much. i can't believe i get to fuck this tight pussy, fuck. i can't believe im yours" i love you, i love you, i love you, kento-kun.
and yet as he uttered those three words to you, why couldn't you believe him? why couldn't you believe that his passion for you was sincere? how could you ever think it wasn't real?
nanami kento was cold and stoic. everyone knew that and it was no joke to his acquaintances. yet behind closed doors, hidden behind the judging eye of the public he could finally let loose. in the safe space of his apartment. in the safe space of...you.
"why don't you believe me when i tell you i love you? is it something that i do?" he had asked, careful not startle you and cause an accident as you chopped onions on the cutting board for dinner "have i-"
"kento where is this coming from? of course i believe you" you reassured not daring to look back and seeing him upset.
"i know you are lying to me. whenever i say it you just look away sadly and when you say it to me-" you took a breath, mentally preparing yourself for what would follow and how this conversation would develop "you look like you don't expect an answer. please don't lie to me, sweetheart. let's fix this, okay?"
"i just...i never thought someone would love me like that. everytime i thought about it i would just end up betrayed. i know you could never betray me like that, kento, but i just don't know. i wanna trust you so badly and i try to everyday yet my mind blocks me from doing so" he listened carefully as you finally turned around to face him "back when i was a kid, my family's way of showing love was neither physical nor verbal so i never really learnt how to accept it. and then when i matured enough to have a serious relationship i always believed that my s/o would love and care for me and it was never like that so i just shut off the thought of someone loving me for awhile. however i do know for sure that i am in love with you , undeniably so. i hope you understand me"
"of course i do, im sorry if i jumped in any conclusions, come here" he motioned pulling you into his arms as you nuzzled your face into his neck. god he smelled so good "i love you so much. you are the most precious person in my life and i wanna spend the rest of it just with you. i know you have difficulty trusting people and accepting love, i only wish to help you through it. i promise you i will try every day to help you understand that what i feel for you is true and we can consult a therapist to help you. i just want you to be happy and healthy. i truly love you" and for a moment you knew. you knew that he was just as infatuated with you as you were with him "it's going to take some time but i'll be next to you the entire time, i promise you"
"thank you, i love you" he smiled before hugging you closer "please don't ever go, i can't do this without y-ou make me so happy " you were just so overwhelmed. the love you had for this man was otherworldy and for the first time in your life you felt secure and vulnerable. if kento was the one to tear apart the walls you built, you would let him completely destroy them.
"if i ever left you, i would only go crazy" he whispered rocking you back and forth "do you remember how we first met?"
"when gojo threw me on you to get your attention?"
"yes when gojo threw you on me to get my attention. you apologized so much you were shaking the entire time during the meeting" he softly laughed as he gazed down on your flashed face denying the fact that you were shaking out of fear from being thrown across the room into the hottest fucking man you've ever seen "and here we are now, you shaking for other reason-"
"kento!" you exclaimed pushing him away and hiding your face with your hands. you could never get used of kento teasing you, he was always so serious and when he did it was so odd and never failed to catch you off guard "you can't be saying things like that when im trying to cook!"
"isn't this the truth? or do you want to see for yourself?" at that you cracked a small smile.
soon enough you were naked in your shared bed, with kento balls deep inside your tightening pussy.
"fuck you take me so well baby" he groaned before snapping his hips against yours harshly "look at how well your little pussy takes my cock darling, fuck, see?" he said, taking your hand and putting it on your lower stomach to feel how he ruined your insides
"k-kento" you moaned as his thrusts only seemed to get harder and harder "fuck baby i can't-"
"you can't what darling? want me to go even harder?yeah?" and fuck he did. soon enough he has you mindless, absolutely mindless, screaming his name into oblivion as your pussy gushed around his thickness and as you were about to go feral from the overstimulation- "fuck , take it y/n. im gonna cum inside your little cunt, isn't that what you want? for me to fill your pussy until you're leaking everywhere? my fucking baby, fuck. i love you so fucking much, i fucking love you" he chanted as he bottomed out, doing just as he told you he would "im never going to let anything happen to you" hard thrust "noone is fucking you like that but me" hard thrust "my fucking wife" hard thrust "i love you, i love you, i love you"
and at that moment, you felt it. you knew that kento nanami really did love you.
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bluehoodiewoozi · 2 years
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13 Days, 13 Men, 13 AUs #9:
CHWE HANSOL (VERNON) + roommate au
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1,3k words /// genre: bullet-point scenario; romantic comedy, but the romance is a sub-plot /// warnings: none.
In which I forgot how to make full sentences, so here are some headcanons for what it would be like to be roommates with Vernon.
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➺ being roommates with Vernon would be pretty fun ngl
➺ he’s a pretty go-with-the-flow type of guy so he didn’t even blink when you just pretty randomly moved into the second bedroom
➺ though to be fair, he probably didn’t even realise you’d actually moved in until he found you making soup in the kitchen at like midnight one stressful evening and he almost called the police on you. it’s a fond memory now.
➺ for the sake of some sort of plot, let’s say you moved into the apartment with your cat. best believe the cat is communal property now.
➺ you quickly became friends and co-conspirators
➺ late-night cereal eating is definitely a thing and an unspoken tradition
➺ no words need to be spoken. only cereal and each other’s company while you semi-shamefully sit in the kitchen and stare into space.
➺ rock-paper-scissors to decide who has to clean and do the dishes
➺ he can’t really cook that well (as evident from pretty much all of his on-camera attempts of cooking) but he’ll absolutely try to help you when you decide to cook
➺ Vernon 110% plays his music too loud some days
➺ at least he tries to avoid doing it when you’re home? i guess? the moment he knows he’s home alone, the speakers are working overtime 
➺ so you’ll come home and the apartment is just borderline screaming at you and the first few times you were like “bro wtf we’re gonna get a noise complaint”
➺ but now you’re pretty used to it. there’s no point in confronting him about it anyway: he can’t hear you. plus the neighbours seem to be even worse than he is. (look at you, Lee Jihoon from the apartment below ಠ_ಠ)
➺ your roommate also does his laundry at questionable times. a firm believer in night-time laundry-doing for the sake of lower prices. 
➺ which would be fine if the bedroom right next to the washing room wasn’t yours
➺ he definitely forgets a sock or a beanie in the washing machine very often and you don’t realise it until you go to take your whites out of the machine and half of them are a weird neon colour
➺ but worry not! after sharing an apartment with him for months, you’ve finally figured out how to deal with this
➺ (and whatever magic you use for that: I am rooting for you)
➺ Vernon quickly grew into the habit of just sort of ,,, walking into your room?
➺ he’ll just see something cool on the internet and run to your room. he could not care less about knocking. 
➺ until he walked in on you changing once. he didn’t dare to enter your bedroom for a good two weeks without knocking. but he soon forgot about it and now he continues bursting into your room at random.
➺ saw a funny meme on twitter? coming to your room. 
➺ finished a new song? running to your room and smiling at you so widely that you just can’t help but say ‘yes’ and discard the laundry basket that’s been begging for your attention for weeks.
➺ got your objectively grumpy and unaffectionate cat to be happy in his arms? coming to your room just to make your jealous.
➺ his co-workers were dumb at work? he’s in your room before you are in your room and the moment you enter, he’s rambling like a madman. an unusual occurrence but not a rarity. 
➺ he had a bad day overall? he’s already wrapping himself into a blanket burrito in your room and whining loudly when you scold him for messing up your bed.
➺ he has a better relationship with your cat than you ever will, honestly
➺ the cat goes to greet him every time he comes home. follows his sleepy self around to give him a morning report in the form of purrs and meows. SITS IN HIS LAP WHILE HE’S WATCHING TV????
➺ you suspect he’s been providing your little friend with catnip or something. why else would the cat love him so much??
➺ Vernon 1000% bought a giant cat tree like six months into your stay at the apartment. he’s spoiling the little guy the most (even if it means eating instant ramen for three weeks afterwards).
➺ he also re-organized his entire room to designate an entire bookshelf to your cat. your cat now has a nap shelf with Vernon’s softest sweater as the mattress.
➺ Vernon can also be very sweet towards you
➺ he might not be the most attentive man on the block (that title goes to one Lee Seokmin from 6b), but he has his moments
➺ when you come home and look even a bit more out of it than usual, he’s running to your room just to comfort you and find out what happened
➺ half of the time you’re like “I’m just tired??? let me be??” but he just wants to comfort you so you can’t exactly kick him out either
➺ he firmly believes that you shouldn’t be alone when you’re upset. even if it just means that he’ll quietly vibe in the corner of your room while watching you punch your pillow.
➺ if you ever came home in tEARS??? panicking. screaming. arguing with your cat over what the best approach is.
➺ usually sneaks into your room in an oddly cat-like manner and wraps you in his arms to let you cry in ultimate comfort. he’s not very good at comforting crying people, but he’s trying his best for his favourite roommate.
➺ if you came home particularly happy, he is down to celebrate in whatever way you see fit. you want cake? he’s paying. champagne? he’s down. movies and popcorn? he’s already working on it.
➺ somewhat expects the same energy in return, but he won’t say it out loud
➺ about a year into living together he becomes ridiculously protective of you
➺ protective as in “it’s daRK OUTSIDE WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WALKED THE WHOLE WAY HOME???”
➺ and also as in “they were supposed to be back three hours ago. what if they died? what if they got run over? what if the bus broke? what if they’re dead in a ditch somewhere and I don’t even know? what if I missed a call from the hospital and they need a new kidney?? what if–” you get my point.
➺ best believe he’s gonna start walking the extra mile just to walk you home. 
➺ he’s very chill about it too, like just waiting for you outside the building pretty nonchalantly, hands in his pocket, staring at some random passerby’s samoyed. 
➺ “ready to go?”
➺ your neighbours and friends accuse him of having a crush on you and he’ll go “pft! no.” and then continues to stare at you with heart-eyes
➺ but then he proceeds to whine until you agree to go to a family gathering with him and you’re sort of like “I’m just your roommate???” 
➺ it doesn’t get much less confusing when all of his family members keep giving you awfully suggestive smiles and knowing looks
➺ when you ask him about it, he looks at you all weird and tells you that you had too much to drink
➺ and he says it with such conviction that you truly start to wonder if the lemonade was spiked or something
➺ he has no qualms about acting like your boyfriend if you need him to scare off a creep. zero qualms. he’s enjoying it, actually.
➺ because acting as your boyfriend gives him a reason to hold your hand and maybe kiss your cheek without looking suspiciously in love with you
➺ listen, he didn’t mean to fall in love with his roommate! but he can’t help it and now he’s stuck in this predicament. 
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A/N: writer’s block hit me hard this time ha... 
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