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too-much-tma-stuff · 1 month

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Finally getting help (prt 9)

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“So where’s the brother?” Jason asked as he followed Bruce down the hall.

“He’s in Tim’s lab. It seems like they’ll be able to share it, which is good even with as big as this place is I don’t think we have room for two mad science labs,” Bruce said with dry humour, making Jason laugh in spite of himself.

“Tim must be thrilled to have a buddy huh?” He asked, still chuckling. No one in this family was stupid by any means, he often felt like the dumb one and objectively he knew he was still a fucking genius. But even with all of them being That smart no one could keep up with Tim’s innovative and scientific mind.

“I think he might even learn a few things, which is a frightening concept. Danny asked for microwaves and toasters this morning so he could cannibalize them into anti-possession tech. The way that boy combines science and magic is going to give both me and Constantine ulcers.”

Jason snorted, both at the joke and maybe a bit out of pleasure that someone was going to be giving Bruce a hard time. “Well if you need a babysitter don’t call me. I don’t want to deal with any of that,” he chuckled.

“Oh absolutely not, you would only feed into the chaos,” Bruce said quickly making Jason cackle, because he was right.

“Alright,” Bruce murmured to himself when they reached the closed door to the lab, it was almost lost in the banging inside but Jason heard it. Heard Bruce bracing himself for whatever was going to happen when Jason and Danny met.

He opened the door and across the room Jason saw who must be Danny. He was prime adoption bait with his black hair and blue eyes, but he was… absolutely beautiful, slight and elven, gently curved and wired with muscle. Jason froze, and it seemed so did Danny, staring at each other from across the room. Butterflies fluttered in Jason’s stomach, building till they didn’t feel like butterflies but something buzzing, trying to get out. He could hear the growl coming from his chest, not his throat.

Danny’s eyes swirled with green and he vaulted over the work table, abandoning the half finished tech he was working on to lunge at Jason. He collided with Jason with a snarl of his own, Jason growled and flipped Danny over his shoulder, the hall was a closed space so Danny twisted, running into the wall feet first and landing in a crouch. Jason twisted so he didn’t have his back to a wall anymore as Danny lunged at him again and Jason dodged, pushing off the wall to give himself momentum as he threw himself after Danny.

Danny grabbed Jason’s arm and used his momentum to throw him over his hip, following him down to the ground, barely missing as Jason rolled away. He didn’t even think to draw a weapon, that wasn’t what this fight was about, they weren’t actually trying to hurt each other. Even as Jason punched down so hard he cracked the floor he somehow knew Danny would dodge, and wouldn’t get hurt. And Danny did, he got out of the way and lashed out in return, kicking Jason in the chest and sending him flying a few feet back giving Danny time to scramble back to his feet and chase after him.

This give and take carried them down the hall and to the landing by the stairs. Somewhere in the background Jason knew that someone was shouting at them to stop, and to be careful, but he wasn’t listening. He was too focussed on the growl emanating from Danny, and from himself which were starting to smooth out again, to feel less like desperate insects trying to escape and more like a cat’s purr, or some sort of song. They were reaching equilibrium, some sort of harmony.

He didn’t realize how close they were to the stairs until Danny knocked him back again and this time when he stepped back he didn’t land on solid ground. The two of them tumbled down the stairs, rapidly switching who was on top as they fell. Jason could feel himself collecting bruises but he didn’t fucking care.

They came to a halt at the bottom of the stairs with Jason on top, his forearm pressed against Danny’s chest just below his throat. They were both breathing hard, staring at each other with wide blue-green eyes. The growling died down, lowering down into purrs harmonizing with each other as they caught their breath. Jason’s was lower and Danny’s a little higher, it was a hypnotic sound that made Jason feel… peaceful.

Danny moved first, reaching up slowly to touch Jason’s face, but before he could Jason realized what they had done and the position he was in. He had fought with Danny, and he was now pinning an abused teenager to the floor straddling his waist. This looked bad and now that he realized what was happening it Felt worse! He practically shot up off of Danny and was about to bolt before Danny grabbed his hand.

“Wait! Don’t go yet! Let me just, let me get you a specter-deflector so no one can possess you first okay?” Danny asked, sounding oddly desperate and even though Jason wanted to run he nodded.

Danny looked relieved and let go of Jason before suddenly flying up and through the floor above them. Jason blinked at the ceiling above him before looking around him.

Oh dear, Bruce, Tim, Damian, and Jazz were all watching from the landing above. Damian looked like he wanted to kill Jason himself, Bruce looked disappointed, Tim impassive and Jazz looked… Excited? Why did she look happy?

Danny flew back down through the floor before anyone could think of what to say. “Okay! Here’s the specter-deflector,” He said, clicking something that looked like a watch into place around Jason’s wrist. “That’ll protect you, this is a blaster,” he said, handing Jason an odd sci-fi looking gun. “It’ll reload automatically from ambient ectoplasm, it works best against dead and undead but it can hurt humans too. And.. um, this is my number,” He said, blushing furiously as he handed Jason a slip of paper. “Please text me?”

When had Jason’s mouth gotten so dry?! He had to lick his lips before he answered, painfully aware of how hot his cheeks were and that he must be blushing too. He didn’t blush much, not since his death and resurrection, but he was absolutely blushing now, and he was still purring too if more softly now. He didn’t even know that he could purr, not really. “Ya, Yes, I’ll text you,” he promised before he fled the house. He would have to have some of Alfred’s lasagna later, just then he desperately needed to calm down and clear his head.

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Jazz was practically vibrating with excitement and as soon as the door had closed behind Jason she couldn’t contain it anymore. She squealed as she vaulted over the railing of the landing and landed in the foyer and sprinting over to Danny. “Danny what the heck! You have a crush?! I haven’t seen you that passionate in ages!” She enthused scooping Danny up under his arms and twirling him around.

“Jaaazz,” Danny complained even as he went kitten limp in her arms letting her hold him at arms length nearly a foot off the floor.

“I didn’t even know you liked boys! Why didn’t you tell me you like boys!?” Jazz demanded, shaking him a little.

“I didn’t really, I mean I always preferred girls. The only guy I ever really had a crush on was Dash and-” He cut off when Jazz made a disgusted face. “Exactly! That was never going to happen and he was an asshole so I didn’t want to talk about it!”

“Okay ya I understand- Wait you were making fun of me for having a thing for bad boys when your type is asshole meathead jocks!? Ohhh you’re never going to hear the end of this baby brother!”

“Oh my god No!” Danny groaned, finally squirming out of Jazz’s hold and dropping back to the ground stepping back.

He turned towards the Wayne’s who had made their way down the stairs while the siblings were talking. “Is Jason an asshole?” He demands of Tim, he’s probably the fairest judge in Danny’s estimation.

“Absolutely,” Tim said promptly before realizing what he said and backtracking a little. “But I’m his brother, I'm supposed to say that. Jason’s heart is in the right place, he's a good guy, just kinda violent and a complete jerk,” Tim said.

“Perfect,” Danny said his expression a little dreamy.

“Why on earth would you have a crush on Todd?! You could do so much better!” Damian squawked indignantly, breaking the tension and making everyone besides Bruce laugh, and even he smiled just a little.

“I want to say you did well Bruce, I know it was hard not to break up the fight but so? It was good for them, I hope it won’t be too hard on you if they do end up dating,” Jazz said, patting Bruce’s arm.

He shifted from one foot to the other a little awkwardly but then shook his head. “No it won’t be, I mean it won’t be the first time, Barbra was as good as my daughter and she dated Dick, and Steph and Tim dated. It’s always a little awkward but I’d rather that than a Super,” He said, shooting Tim a look, he cleared his throat and looked away.

“Well good, we’ll see how this works out but really,” she turned back towards Danny. “This could be good! You’ve always been attracted to violent people but I don’t think that your ghost instincts realized that when Val was shooting at you it wasn’t bonding for her the same way it was for you,” she told him, her tone borderline accusatory.

Danny looked down and shifted from side to side, giving a little shrug. “I know, but she was a good girlfriend, when she wasn’t being Red Huntress and I wasn’t being Phantom. When we were just Danny and Val, it was good.”

“Oh Danny,” She sighed and pulled him into a hug. “I know, but he has the same instincts as you, I’m rooting for you Danny.”

“Thanks Jazz,” Danny said softly, hugging her back.

“Welp, I’m heading back to the lab,” Tim said, obviously uncomfortable with the genuine emotions he made a break for it before he could get roped into any hugs.

#danny phantom #dc x dp #fanfiction #dead on main #jason todd #finally getting help au #Danny is pregnant #trans!Danny #vlad is a creep #bruce wayne #jazz fenton #damian wayne #tim drake #multi part fic #long post #unedited #let me know if you find any mistakes

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abbyromanoff · 8 months

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can I request a milf!wanda fic where she keeps catching her younger neighbor looking at her boobs whenever they interact so eventually she’s just like, ‘do you want to taste them?’ W r sucking on her tits & Wanda fingering her pls ❤️ mommy kink too if u could

TASTE OF DESIRE

PAIRINGS: Wanda Maximoff x reader

WORD COUNT: 1,008

WARNINGS: smut, manipulation with magic, fingering, mommy/momma (W), praise, overstimulation, reader is gn but is referred to as a “good girl”, voyeriusm, kinda dark!Wanda, milf!Wanda, think that’s all :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

Wanda continued to pump her fingers inside of you, letting a third soon join her and stretching you out even further. You gasped at the intrusion, nearly choking on your spit as a moan escaped your quivering mouth.

“Shh, you have to be quiet, little girl.” Your eyes were glossy as tears threatened to leave you, it only made her smile. She enjoyed seeing you like this, beneath her, begging to be fucked while you cry out in pain and pleasure.

“What did Mommy say earlier, baby?” Your bottom lip bounced up and down in jolts as you struggled to let out the words that had been prodding at your mind.

“M-mommy doesn’t like cry babies.” She nodded with a hum, her eyes landing on your cunt where you sucked her in with greed. You sniffled, grasping her biceps in your hands and trying to close your legs to no avail.

“Don’t deny me, Y/N. C’mon, you’re doing so good, don’t stop now.” You muttered an apology and squeezed your eyes shut as she spread your thighs, sitting in between them so you were forced to stay in this position.

“Look at you, taking Mommy so well,” She bit her lip with hunger, missing the way your eyes roamed around her body until they landed on one spot.

“Are you my good girl? Yeah? Who’s Mommy’s good girl?” She knew it drove you crazy, every praise sent your way caused you to spiral even further, landing you in a deep head space. She made you feel warm and fuzzy inside, something you never felt until you met her.

“Me, I-I’m Mommy’s good- girl!” Her digits teased your g-spot, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head as you squeezed her skin tightly under your fingertips. Your nails dug into her and drew blood, yet she loved it dearly.

“That’s right! Oh, you’re such a smart little thing, Mommy’s so proud of you.” She ushered, and even though you could barely register the words leaving her mouth, you blushed a deep red.

“You think you can take one more?” You didn’t know if she meant adding another finger or orgasm to the list, but you knew you couldn’t take either. So, you shook your head, hoping she’d finally listen and let you take a breather.

“Wrong answer, love.” She chuckled in response to your mewls. In reality, she knew you better than you knew yourself. She knew you could take it, so she continued. If you were to actually need her to stop, she would, but she knew you were too much of a dumb baby to think for yourself.

“I’m gonna need you to stay extra quiet for me now, alright? We don’t want to wake up my boys, now do we?” You shook your head which resulted in a small kiss to your temple, one that had you wanting more. If only she could just kiss your lips again, refuse to pull away until you were both breathless, that’s all you wanted.

She noticed your eyes repeating a glance between her face and her breasts that were practically screaming your name. A smirk took over her, her free hand resting beneath your neck as she eased you closer to her skin. Your lips instantly wrapped around the hardened bud as you suckled softly, moaning into her as she shuddered.

“That’s it, take all of Momma’s milk.” The change in her nickname was odd, but it only seemed to cause you to gush around her fingers even more. Your juices coated her digits the faster she moved, occasionally halting in her pace as she focused on the ache in her breasts that you were removing.

“Please, Momma..” Your hand went to her other breast as you toyed with it to your liking, enjoying the small gasps you received from her end one after the other.

“Yeah, honey? Do you- fuck-“ She cut herself off as she straddled your wobbly thigh, grinding her cunt against the soft skin as her clit throbbed.

“Do you need to cum?” She finished, ending in a nod coming from your end. She smiled breathlessly, biting her lip as a way to suppress the sweet moans pooling from beneath her lips.

“Why don’t you cum with Mommy, it would make her so happy.” Only a few moments later your orgasm came rushing through you, Wanda joining you quickly after as she painted your leg with her slick. She admired the mess she made before gathering her juices and shoving her coated fingers in your mouth. You accepted happily, still using your hands on her swollen nipples that begged for your call.

“T-thank you-“

“Shh,” She cut you off. “Go to sleep, princess, Momma’s right here.”

You jolted awake with flushed cheeks, your head turning both ways as you searched for the older woman. You sighed, realizing it was just yet another dream that resulted in you touching the same spot you imagined the woman touching.

You went downstairs to grab a drink of water, your panties soaked and tank top loose on your skin, causing your nipples to become slightly visible. You were oblivious to the woman smirking through the window aimed across from yours, slowly rubbing her clit in circles as she came to her second orgasm of the night.

Of course, she had been manipulating your dreams, how else would she get you to talk to her? You still haven’t, but she knew you were the one with fingers stuffed deep inside of you nearly every night, all while picturing it was her.

“Mom? We picked the book for bedtime story!” One of her sons knocked on the locked door, breaking Wanda out of her trance as she rushed to put on her clothing.

“I’ll be out in just a minute, honey!” She looked at her hands still covered with her slick, grinning as she imagined it was yours and took it in her mouth, moaning as it hit her tastebuds.

“Mommy can’t wait to taste you, Princess.”

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steddiealltheway · 2 years

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I feel so bad for Steve. Because everyone he surrounds himself with are so highly intelligent. Like not even just smart, they’re off the charts gifted type kids.

And they all think Steve is so dumb. Like, yes he couldn’t get into Tech, but that doesn’t mean he’s the dumbest person to exist. And I especially hate how much they lean into that in season four.

But then Eddie comes along, Eddie who is redoing his senior year for the third time, and he sees Steve.

He recognizes how much the kids and his friends berate him for his ideas and thoughts. And he can’t help but feel the need to reach out and acknowledge how great he really is. That he has qualities other than the great intelligence his friends possess.

And he tries to make sure that Steve knows that it’s alright that he doesn’t know stuff. Like he doesn’t know Ozzy, and that’s okay. He just explains it and moves on to his main point.

He doesn’t get upset when Steve doesn’t understand something. He just slowly explains it to him in multiple ways until he understands - he loves the look Steve gets when he has a lightbulb moment. (Eddie later gives Dustin a speech on patience)

Later on, when Eddie is explaining something to Steve, he doesn’t nod back or ask questions like he usually does. He just stares at Eddie’s lips.

“Steve…?”

Steve hums and quickly looks away from his lips, a blush spreading over his cheeks.

“Are you listening to a word I’m saying?” Eddie asks slightly amused. Steve doesn’t respond. His mouth opens and closes a few times.

“You can ask me anything, Steve.”

Steve looks at him and swallows loudly. He runs a hand through his hair and asks, “Have you… have you every had feelings…” Steve trails off and heavily sighs. He starts again, “Can… can people… like… girls and… boys?”

Eddie stares at Steve incredulously and explains, “Yes. They can. It’s called bisexuality.”

“Bisexuality,” Steve parrots.

Eddie nods. Steve seems to grasp the concept quickly, but Eddie can feel that he has more to say. He remains silent.

Eddie doesn’t push it, so he goes back to explaining what he was before.

A few weeks later, Eddie makes his usual Friday night stop at Family Video right before closing. He notices almost all the lights are already off inside, but the door is unlocked. He makes his way inside and winces as he hears Steve’s voice carry from the back room.

“I can’t tell him!”

“Steve, you’re an idiot if you don’t,” Robin says. Eddie winces.

“That’s exactly it! I’m a fucking idiot. I’m an idiot who goes to see him weekly so he can explain the dumbest things to me! And you want me to tell him what? That I have feelings for him?! Me, Steve ‘the dingus’ Harrington loves Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson?!”

His voice gets louder by the end as the door to the back room opens up.

Eddie makes eye contact with Steve. He freezes.

“Why’d you stop, Dingus?” Robin asks pushing past him. She looks at Eddie. “Shit.”

Eddie and Steve continue staring at each other.

“Well,” Robin says awkwardly, “I’m just gonna…” she gathers her stuff up from the counter and walks towards the front door, “Hey, look. Nancy’s here to pick me up. So that’s great. You two uhh… have a good time. Later…” she salutes the two of them and exits.

Eddie continues staring at Steve who hasn’t broken eye contact with him since he’s seen him.

“Steve…” Eddie breaks the silence.

“Don’t do that,” Steve begs.

“Do what?”

Steve breaks, “Talk to me like that! You’re not supposed to use that tone. You’re not supposed to treat me like I’m stupid. And I know I am. But you weren’t supposed to find out about my… my feelings. Because I’m an idiot. And you would never date an idiot. No one loves a fucking idiot.”

Eddie jumps over the counter and rushes into Steve’s personal space, grabbing his hands. “Steve, I have never thought you were dumb. You’re not. You never have been. But right now, for once, you’re being an idiot.”

Steve’s hands snap away from Eddie’s. “What?”

“You, Steve Harrington, are an idiot for thinking that I wouldn’t fall for you. That I haven’t already.”

Steve stares at Eddie and shakes his head.

“I like you,” Eddie explains. It clicks in his head that sometimes Steve is a visual and kinesthetic learner. So he does the one thing he can think of and cups Steve jaw and brings him slowly in.

Steve’s hands make their way into his hair and pull him the rest of the distance. The kiss is sweet and gentle and full of promise.

Steve breaks the kiss and rests his forehead against Eddie’s. He huffs out a laugh, “Was that your way of explaining to me that you like me?”

“Did it work?” Eddie asks.

“Yes.”

#steddie #my rant turned into a ficlet #steddie ficlet #eddie munson #steve harrington

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strwberri-milk · 10 months

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Ok thanks for answering my question about the Sumeru boys.

So if it's alright, I wanna request alhaitham and kaveh x afab (they/them) reader. Sfw and also nsfw if that's okay.

Kaveh being the one to bring in bunny reader when they found them curled up, all alone in the rain, injured and deciding to take them in. Kaveh also taking care of the reader. Alhaitham not approving at first but warming up to reader over time. So after a few weeks, once they know the reader better and enjoy having them around, they go into heat. They go to Kaveh for help and he helps them but alhaitham over hears them and then a threesome happens when Kaveh walks in on them. The rest that happens, is up to you.

Kaveh has a bleeding heart and that's incredibly evident when he scoops you up and immediately takes you home after seeing how pitiful you looked sitting in the rain. He tries to patch you up as best as he can, using the knowledge he does have and when you seem to be taking a turn for the better he knows he's succeded.

Al Haitham is a lot more skeptical of you. He didn't expect to be housing another unwanted house guest but he also is a little too nice to outwardly say no. Instead, he just slinks around the house and quietly disparages Kaveh for picking up another sad little stray because it reminds him of himself.

That doesn't stop him from making sure the house is stocked for three people, and he doesn't really say anything too mean to you in particular. Again, he just does a lot of grumbling about how he didn't sign up for this but if you read between the lines it seems that he's just really only mildly inconvenienced.

Kaveh's done everything he can to help you adjust to your new life. He's always willing to provide a listening ear or stay up a little later to spend time with you. You're also invited to sit with him while he works, provided you don't breathe too loudly as to avoid bothering his work. He won't exactly snap at you, but he does have his moments where he comes close before stopping himself.

When you start to show symptoms of an upcoming heat you first try to suppress it yourself. You knew of a few at home remedies you could try to do but you can't find all of the things that you'll need to properly try and make your feelings ease up.

You know that Al Haithaim is really smart and thankfully he's been staying home more often these past couple of days. You think that there's a chance he'd know more about your condition and that he might know what to do. Unfortunately however this was one of the days that he was out, meaning you'd just have to sit at home, alone, trying to figure out what to do. You couldn't help but get yourself off to try and take off some of the edge, whimpering on your bed as you cum for the nth time. It was only helping you a bit, barely ridding you of the heat of even more much-needed orgasms.

When he returns home he can hear the desperate noises you're making even just from the door. He steps in quickly, unsure if someone else was home with Kaveh, or if you were in danger but as soon as he comes to your room he quickly puts the pieces together. The desperate look you flash him makes his heart skip a beat, knowing that he thought you were cute but thinking that was all there was to it.

Without thinking he finds himself pulling his clothes off to crawl over your body, hushing you gently as he puts his hands on you. Your reaction is immediate, whimpering as you keen into his touch. You pull him into a hungry kiss, wrapping your legs around his waist and letting him into you.

Kaveh has almost the same reaction as Al Haithaim, except he's a little confused when he hears the sound of low grunting adorned with loud moans and whimpers. He isn't expecting to see you on all fours, getting absolutely destroyed by Al Haitiham. You look dumb from all the times he already managed to make you cum without trying, his cock shiny with your slick and mattress soaked with your arousal.

The picture is too perfect for Kaveh's eyes, especially since he's been hiding his burgeoning feelings for you for quite some time now. With that in mind, he feels himself getting harder at the sight of you on your knees, mouth open in permanent moans. His gaze catches Al Haitham's for almost a second too short to catch the slight nod he does towards your body. He looks down at you, the same eyes that pulled the former in now drawing Kaveh's attention.

He quickly pulled his hard cock out of his pants, getting on his knees in front of you before trailing his weeping tip on your lips and pressing it gently into your mouth. The two of them quickly work into a rhythm, finding what makes your body finally hit that point of release that you're desperate to have, loving the way you mark them up in pleasure.

They devolve into pulling and moving your body into different positions, taking turns fucking your holes and running their hands over your body. Your pussy feels spent, but despite that your heat keeps you aroused and desperate, keening into their warmth whenever they try to leave. Neither of them mind, wanting to see just how much cum they could cover your body in.

#kaveh x reader #al haitham x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut

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valeriele3 · 1 year

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While listening to Guy.exe I got reminded of the edits/memes with the song like those fake texts thing sooo..

(I’m too lazy to make it into a fake text so here and yes, I mean to put “you” not “Yuu”)

Warning: Cringe

Ace: Alright! We’ve gathered everyone here today to ask the prefect..What their type is!

Leona: Who cares about the herbivores type..I’m gonna go yawn plus that dragon bastard is here

Ace: Nope! No one’s getting out of this room until we get our answer!

Vil: Not everyone has the time for your shenanigans

Deuce: Guys! The prefects on their way

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Ace: (serious face) Prefect..I— We have a very important question that only you can answer

You: What is it..?

Ace: What’s your type?

You: …

Deuce: Well?

You: ..Are you serious right now?

ADeuce: Very serious

You: You made me run all the way over here panicking just to answer this question?!

Ace: Yes yes yes I may have exaggerated a bit but answer the question!

You: I— Fine.

You: My type is.. Wait what if I..do that thing?Surely that song doesn’t exist here?

Everyone waits with a bated breath

You: A picture perfect guy..

You: Where all the boys at with emotional stability?

Deuce: What’s emotional stability..?

You: Nice car, a ceo, and almost just as smart as me

Kalim: Oh! I have a lot of cars!

Ace: Pfft..Smart..You want someone as dumb as you? Smack Ow!

You: Shut up..Ahem..Back to what I was saying

You: Where all the boys at with financial security?

You: A doctor,

Heartslabyul gang: Dorm leader?!

Riddle: E-Eh..?! What nonsense are you talking about?! Off with your head!

You: A model, a man of possibilities

Epel: Vil-San?!

Vil: You have good taste Potato

You: They say, “expectations are too high, and you’ll never find a guy like that. It’s driving you mad honey,”

Ace: Because it is high! Smack

You: They say that “It’s just a waste of time, get your head out of the sky”

You: But why?

You: Oh I, wish I could synthesize, a picture perfect guy, oh I, oh I..

(At this point you’ve started fully singing and going to guys who fit the description)

You: Six feet tall and super strong

Leona: Hm?

You: We’d always get along, alright, hugs Jack alright

Jack: … (Jack has stopped functioning. Press the button to send help)

You: Ooh, he’d pick me up at eight, and not a minute late

You: ‘Cause I don’t like to wait, no

Malleus: Smile

You: Kind and ain’t afraid to cry

Kalim: gasp Jamil! Jamil! Do I really fit that description?!

Jamil: sigh yes

You: Or treat his momma right

Deuce: O-Oh..But I’ve hurt my mother a lot before

Trey: Ah..Thank you Prefect

You: That’s right, that’s what I like

You: I need a man who don’t get jealous ‘less I want him to

Cater: Oh? Yay~! Selfie! #ThePrefectsType #selfiewiththeprefect

You: A gentleman to take care of me in the bedroom

You: Romantic love but keep it rough, am I asking too much?

Everyone: …

Leona: I know how to keep it romantic and rough. I can show you right now if you wanted to smirk

Malleus: I suggest you keep your hands off of what’s mine Kingscholar

Lilia: Fufu~ I know just how to keep it romantic and rough Darling

Silver: Fa— Lilia-Sama! Σ('◉ ⌓ ◉’)

Everyone started fighting bickering on who can keep it the most romantic and rough in bed

Grim: FFGNA! No one’s going to bed my henchman! You need my approval first! Shoo shoo!

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geordikisser · 3 months

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jealous!redacted boys | suggestive

characters: david, milo, asher & sam :p

☆ a/n: any porter missers? miss porter. this was an excuse to write abt porter but might as well spoil my milo & david mooties who follow meee >_O!! part 2 later :33 ☆

context: someone is tryna spit some sweet shit to you as he steps away

david:

- david will never hesitate to let it be shown when he is feeling a type of way about someone who’s interacting with you. it’s in his blood to devote loyalty & possessiveness upon things he claims as his

- whether it’s intentional, it’ll show when he is feeling upset at someone who’s seemingly putting moves on you

- “is everything alright.” in the scariest voice you’ve ever heard from him

- david is a direct man but that directness doesn’t mean he’s directed in the right direction sometimes,, he isn’t to good with social cues with you. he’s stupid with love. smart with most! but love? eeeerm.

- he has a history with that too,, looks at jealous tsundere bf confronts you.

- he will become very touchy/clingy with you once he begins reading signs he doesn’t like. to hand holding or even thigh holding. he’ll rub your thigh with his finger gently or hold you closely by the waist and play with the bottom of your shirt. actions speak louder than words! i guess

- “clearly social cues aren’t your strong suit. fuck off, they aren’t interested.” as blunt as he’ll put it, in that same tone. he isn’t loud or aggressive. just direct and stern, he doesn’t want to cause a scene.

- after you two left from hanging out, david felt the urge to meet your lips with his as he dragged you in the house practically. you chuckle in between kisses as you put your hands on david’s chest. “you’re mine, you know that right, angel?” he asked in a low husky tone. you nod as you caress his cheek. “i love knowing you’re mine.” he growls lowly, his breath hitching as he said that.

milo:

- unlike david, he isn’t quiet. he’s loud about how he feels with you & other people who try to spit some shit with you

- “yo, who’s this?” mentality

- he will glare and give nasty looks from afar. until he realizes the whole shtick going on with you. he will make his entrance very grand and big,,

- “hey sweetheart!” he pulls you in and kisses you everywhere he can within public. “how’s my sweetheart?— oh? who’s this?” he’s petty with it i just know it

- if the punk doesn’t get the hint milo will get real serious. he will puff out his big boy chest and rip that person tryna hit on you to shreds. he’ll even bare his teeth a bit too ngl, he isn’t scared

- “listen here, punk. your little act for my sweetheart isn’t cute. quite frankly, you could use some tips. good thing i’m not a teacher. though, i could teach you some manners if you’d like. no means no, now scram.” in a low tone but if anyone walked by, they could hear.

- milo isn’t bashful, he knows what’s his and wants to keep it that way. he doesn’t need small hints and signs to show what’s his, he will scream it to the roof tops lmao. he’s a blunt and bold dude, no hesitation w him

asher:

- asher’s dumb. he has 0 tone reading skills & doesn’t understand most things. he won’t catch on until it gets physical or you show visible discomfort.

- he is more polite compared to his other friends. he’s a sweet boy, has 0 bad bones inside him. he’ll tell the punk to go off somewhere or tell them you’re taken to actually avoid conflict

- asher, despite his loud & unruly nature, prefers peace over violence such as that. he hates conflict, he isn’t a aggressive person at heart!! doesn’t mean he’s afraid to be aggressive he won’t hesitate to be violent, especially if it’s over you? he’s a extremely protective person.

- “hey, i know your intentions are pure but they’re taken! they have a boyfriend.” & whatever the other person has to say he’ll shut it down immediately, he doesn’t care for what they have to say. positive or negative, he doesn’t care.

- if the person persists (which they do most of the time due to asher’s kind personality ) he will get nasty about it. not crazy like milo or quiet like david, in between.

- “if i need to remind you again i will trust me! i ain’t scared of you.” he’ll be laughing as he says this, he’s to unserious,,

sam:

- sam is also very possessive. he know you can handle yourself but sometimes that side of him makes him want to handle that. he lives in a general dominant nature, sexual or not.

- sam will try to remain calm & trust you can handle it on your own, he is similar to david, doesn’t wish to make a big scene but he isn’t afraid to cause one. he can just teleport away if it gets overwhelming

- he will have similar mannerisms to milo, he will come in being touchy a bit and just glare at the person. his eyes will read a very distasteful message hoping the punk would take their leave understanding your disinterest.

- if not, he isn’t afraid of course to speak up

- “unless you got places to be tomorrow, i’d pick up the pace and swing on out of here.” in a low tone, his accent gets heavier the angrier he gets and the lower his voice is

- he would be very forward about it, he hates beating around the bush. these sort of interactions are quick and direct, he has an intimidating aura about him that make alot of humans turn away, that stomach churning feeling

- “i bet you had that handled sure.” he rolls his eyes as he peppers your neck in kisses. “you’re strong, i know.” he sighs as he nuzzles into the your neck. “but i love defending what’s mine.” he bares his lovable shit eating grin to you as you roll your eyes in response.

#redacted asmr #redacted asher #redacted david #redacted babe #redacted milo #redacted sam #redacted angel #redacted sweetheart #redacted darlin #redacted headcanons

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carrlyn-stan · 3 months

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Campfire song

Pairing|| Luke x Hades!Daughter!OC

Summary|| Luke comforts Holly after she gets a verse during the campfire song in TLT musical

Word Count|| 915

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Holly watched the campers eat in the dinning pavilion. She poked at her food as Luke looked toward Holly. He sat by a unclaimed kid who just came to camp.

Luke slid Percy a glass of Ambrosia. Holly couldn't hear there conversation over the Apollo cabin starting to play guitars. She raised her glass along with the rest of camp as Luke toasted to the gods.

"My dad is Hermes, he messangers things, you'll know his sign by his shoes with those wings. I'd wait by the phone, but the phone never rings, OH NOO!" Holly listened to Luke sing. She frowned at their very similar stories.

"I know how that feels," she muttered.

"When your dad's a god, life can be tough! I met the guy once, and once was enough!"

"Oh, I hear that," Annabeth murmurs

"Annabeth!' Luke cheers.

"My mom is Athena," Annabeth joined in on the song, "she's smart and she's wise. She had sworn of gluten and she has sworn of guys. But if she came to camp, it be a surprise, oh noo!"

The rest of the camp joined in on the oh no.

"Oh and my step mom, she hates me, and my dad works all day. So I left Virginia and I ran away."

"Wait is that true?" Percy asks.

"Everybody!" Luke shouts. Even cranky old Holly joined in.

"Oh things couldn't be worse, when your parents run the universe. Ohh things couldn't be worse when your folks run the universe," "alright who's next."

A girl from Demeter cabin stood, "Oh my mom is Demeter, goddess of grain, she gets excited when it starts to rain. But planting and planting and planting's a pain, oh no! Right, for their sixteenth birthday my friends got a car, I got a fern in some dumb mason jar."

Grover let out a laugh, "Ooh, ooh, my turn! v I'm the child of pan, god of the wild. For those who love nature they're often beguiled. He's not really my dad, but i'm sort of his child, oh no. He went for a hike to explore new frontiers, no one has seen him for thousands of year."

The camp once more repeated the chorus before coming to Chiron.

"Oh, well, my father is Kronos," the camp fell dead, "remember my lecture, he ate his children."

"Yeah, Chiron wins," Luke said through gritted teeth. "What about you Holly?"

"Umm… my parents aren't quite like all of yours. My father was Hades, my mother Persephone, I was born eighteen years ago, on a technicality, oh no. A prophecy stated my early arrival, what a load of absolute shit. Dropped at the gates of this mighty camp, I was raised by Mr.D to one day be a god, yet that training has made me want to stay, oh no, so when the summer solstice comes, I won't know what to do, my life has gone to absolute poo," Holly looked down at her meal, she felt tears wanting to stream down her face.

"Aaa Alright Percy, it's your turn," Luke told the boy next to him. He did, however look towards Holly, her sad face breaking his heart. Without much warning Holly suddenly disappeared. Once out of the sight of the pavilion she wandered over to a tree. On the tree there was a ladder.

She started to climb till she was met with the familiar sight of her tree house, one she had built for her as a child. As she entered a set of small glowing lights flickered on. She crawls over to a small padded bench and sat down. Holly was under the roofed part of the tree house.

She took a deep breath in as rain starts to fall. Holly snaps her head to the crawl space. She saw a mop of curly brown hair emerge from the trunk.

"Can I come in?" Luke asks. He could barely see Holly nod. Luke pushes himself up into the small house. He walks over and sits down next to the girl. They both watched to the rain hit the wooden deck of the tree house. For Holly, it had soothing properties.

"I'm sorry I'm such a wreck, it's just my past is hard," Holly leaned into Luke's side. He wrapped his left arm around her shoulders.

"My history is hard to, at least one day you get to go and be with your dad," Luke harshly laughs.

"I don't even really know him, it was them who didn't even want me. I was supposed to be a great, amazing, universally loved gift."

"We all were supposed to be," Luke frowned.

"I don't even know how I'm supposed to go to the underworld when I've, one, never been there, and two, I don't even want to, I have to!"

"Are you sure you can't chose?" Luke looked towards Holly.

"No I can't, something about the gods needing this, requiring this," Holly groaned.

"The gods need to be put into their place," Luke muttered.

"What?" Holly looked up at Luke. Oh gods! Luke thought, she can't know. Why was I so stupid? Not yet at least.

"Um.. nothing, I just said I wished you had a choice," Luke lied.

"Oh, I wish I had a choice, too," Holly whispers closing her eyes. She graciously made her head comfortable on Luke's shoulder. Luke knew he loved Holly, he knew he wanted her in on his plans, but she couldn't know about, not yet at least.

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differentlovelover · 10 months

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I hate you Munson

Eddie x reader cw: cussing

You walked in the cafeteria to sit at the table with the cheer team. You were friends with the leader Chrissy. You sigh softly as you hear a yell from the other side of the room causing you and the table to look.

"AS LONG AS YOUR INTO BANDS, OR SCIENCE OR... parties., OR A GAME WHERE YOU TOSS BALLS INTO LAUNDRY BASKETS"

You rolls your eyes as you stand "Jesus Christ." You mutter as you walk off to the bathroom. Then eddie got in your way as he side eyes you "after you," he moves out the way "fuck off" you keep walking as you roll your eyes. He chuckles and turns to his table as he ponits your way, "now that's a Vecna" he sits down. You hated Eddie everything about him and well the feeling is mutual. Later class started and you sat in the middle Eddie sat in the back.

"Today we will be paring partners" the teacher says bored "grab a Buddy." You lay your head down on you're arms, you didn't have friends in that class and you just waited until someone comes to you. Soon everyone got there partners then you got a tap on your head. "Y/n wake up."

Then you heard that agitating voice as you sit up "nope nope." You shake your head waving your hands "I'm good-" "I don't want to be your partner either but your the only one left" he slams his hands on the table saying it fast to shut you up. You sigh as you glare "whatever." You sit back crossing your arms. He looked at you as he sat on your desk smirking then looking at the paper

You stare at the male. Christ this is gonna be hell. You mutter "we aren't going to my house to do the project I can't bring boys home." You look at him. He looks at you "well lucky you. I have a spot."

Soon after school you went to that spot. You walked in the woods as you look around you see a bench then you sit down waiting for Eddie as you got out the supplies. "Boo!"

You jump up pulling out your knife on him as you leaned back on the table alerted. He raises his hands fast "calm down its just me." He blinks then he smiles awkwardly. "Damn it Munson make yourself known next time" you glare putting your knife back in your bra. He stares as he blinks "yeah-" he smirks and goes to the other side sliding off his jacket

You mutter "fuck I hate you" you glare. He sits as he crossed his arms looking at you. "Come on let's hurry up then." You put your hair behind your ear as you grab the paper and look down at it reading it "we need to put a poster together and then write a es- what the fuck are you doing?!" He was walking around as he turns "what? Your doing the work right?" "Now why would I do this shit by myself?" He shrugs "I thought you was smart" "listen. I'm not playing no games with you you gonna come over here sit your ass down and help me with this work!" You yell at him

He looked at you as he walks over to the bench and sits "alright miss.." he stares at you. You glared and sit down. Soon later you guys got work done you started the essay Eddie started the poster. You would glance at him as you corrected him just to fuck with him since you didn't like him that much he did the same to you which returned to a smack to his head. Soon you finished and you got up. "Alright, good job your not so dumb."Eddie said as he stood up, "Says the one who hasn't graduated yet" you look him up and down the start walking off

"IM TAKING MY TIME!" He yells at you then you flip him off. He sighs and shakes his head as he crossed his arms then got his stuff and went home. You got home and sat on the phone with Chrissy "how was the studyyyy"Chrissy asked excited. You mumble "it was alright he is pretty stupid" you chuckle as you eat your cookie you had in your hand. "He's not as bad as you think" she says to you. "What have you talked to him or something?" You take another bite of the cookie "plus he's a held back who wants to hang out with him, he's like a grown man" "come on y/n I know you two have this hate relationship but what if it turns to lovers or something" "Chrissy. Wake up this isn't a story" "yeah I guess so." She giggles "I have to go. I'll see you tommrow! Bye!" "Bye bye" you hang up

You lay back in bed as you think about how long you two are going to have to be partners your even gonna have to sit next him, you had to prepare yourself for that and you sure wasn't ready to sit infront of his man for the next month. Eddie felt the same he thought you where annoying and selfish he had his own reasons.

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filmbyjy · 1 year

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BUSINESS PROPOSAL > twenty-four! meeting the grandmother😵‍💫

synopsis > being the amazing friend you were, you had helped your friend who desperately did not want to go on the blind date so you went as her. however, you were dumbfounded to find out that the CEO was your friend’s blind date! hopefully, he doesn’t recognise you.

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word count: 2.1K words (what the- okay i got carried away)

a/n: okay so here is the outfit I described for when you meet sunghoon's grandmother for the first time. also AHHHHHHHH YOU AND SUNGHOON ACCIDENTAL KISS!!

you never thought you'd be doing this. you had dignity but you also knew you had loans to pay up for university. you needed the money, just simply working at 'Beauty World' wasn't enough.

but why were you digging yourself in a hole? the CEO was the guy asking you for help! what if he finds out?

"he won't find out. he is dumb." your dear cousin, sunoo, says. he was laying down on your bed after he decided to come unnoticed.

you gave the boy a sarcastic smile.

"oh really now? i mean, he did become a CEO at 19. only smart people can take over a company at such young age."

"he is business smart, not lady smart. trust me. i've been working with him directly for 3 years now."

"well this is a contractual relationship so it's business related! you think he isn't just going to brush past the fact that i'm not actually named Mo Chaewon??"

"why did you blurt out chaewon? is it cause of that stupid soap opera drama playing on TV? honestly, she's kinda living the same situation like you. except...the guy is even more sappier than sunghoon hyung." sunoo throws your plushie. you catch it.

"how was i supposed to know that character and me have the same first name! it's completely a coincidence."

your phone rings. sunoo eyes it, he goes to reach for it when you snatched it away from him and answered it. sunoo stands close to you to listen in to what sunghoon wanted to say.

"uh hey, what is it? it's kinda late you know."

"practice." sunghoon says.

"practice? practice what?" you asked confused.

"flirting with me. being all girlfriend with me."

"can't i just come up on the spot. i mean, we kinda already established from yesterday our backstory? you know...us meeting at harvard?"

"well, i need to see if you can flirt with me tomorrow."

"i'm not going to flirt with you on the phone. also it's late, i have work tomorrow."

"too bad, do it." sunghoon demanded. you sighed.

"it's better to do it face to face you know." you say.

"great idea! i'm in front of your house right now." your eyes widened and so does sunoo's.

he mumbles the words 'my car is downstairs' which causes you to panic.

"why are you here?"

"like i said, practice."

"oh my god. hold on. i'm coming down and we are not going to stay near my house. my parents are overprotective and if they see you, all hell will break loose."

"okay-" you end the call. "kim sunoo, you need to sneak out. now!"

"how about i stay at your house?" sunoo says.

"fine but leave after i drag sunghoon out."

"alright, i'll leave." sunoo huffs.

and so you went to drag sunghoon away from your home so your parents wouldn't see him.

"what the fuck are you doing here? it's not right for you to just randomly appear at my house! especially a girl's house!" you mutter through your gritted teeth.

"is it wrong for me to appear at my fake girlfriend's house?"

"yes. look, my parents are-" you spot hunter and danielle walking up the hill and so you panic. you grabbed sunghoon and hid with him near the garden.

"oh come on, just one bite danielle?" hunter whines.

"no." danielle says as she happily chews on the snack. the both of them walked past the door and went up to the house. you sighed in relief.

"look sunghoon, i think we should meet up earlier to practice for your meeting with your grandmother tomorrow. my family is coming home and they are just chaotic." you try to push sunghoon away.

"what? no? i'm busy tomorrow. you don't know how hard it is to be a CEO of a company. there are tons of meetings with clients, approving of products to sell-"

"look, please just leave." just as you pushed sunghoon away, you spot your parents and so you panicked and tripped over something.

when you tripped, you fell first and sunghoon falls on top of you. your lips touched. the both of you too shocked to move.

"did those two rascals reach home yet?" mrs.mo asks.

"yes honey, danielle just texted me. do you really think the twins would come home late and go to the arcade?"

"not danielle but i don't trust hunter."

"honey, your son is an angel. i don't think he would do such things." mr.mo says.

mrs.mo grumbles. the both of them entered the shop to put down some supplies. the door shuts. sunghoon pulls away and touches his lips.

"w-we should meet tomorrow instead." he stands up and clears his throat, "2pm, meet me at the location that i will send you."

before you could even mutter a word out, sunghoon leaves quickly. you could've sworn you saw a blush playing on his cheeks.

the next morning, you woke up. you were glancing at the clock and that's when you realise you only had an hour to get ready. you quickly went to shower and put on the best dress to look presentable. you quickly went over to the place that sunghoon messaged you for.

"sorry for being a little late."

for a split second, you swore you saw sunghoon's eyes widened. like he was caught of guard by your appearance. maybe it was the way you dressed? was it too short? did you look over the top? were the ruffles too much? wait, would his grandmother even allow shoulders to be seen.

sunghoon clears his throat, "it's fine, just we have 30 minutes to drive over to where my grandmother wants to meet you."

"of course, umm what do you want to practice?"

"get our love story straight."

"uhh can't we just say we met at harvard since i'm apparently one too?"

"you know we can't have my grandmother knowing your family owns a fried chicken business."

"okay, fine. then how about we say...hmm that i was your classmate?"

"she knows the list of classmates i had in harvard."

"what? what kind of grandmother-"

"she was protective and only wanted me to focus on studies which meant no lady distractions."

"kinda ironic that now she wants you to get your dick-" you stopped yourself.

"from getting my dick wet? yeah, i know. the irony. i'm only 23, i'm still young." sunghoon swishes back his hair in annoyance. "so get our fake love story straight. what is your idea. other than being classmates?"

you tried to put together a cute love story from any dramas or stories you've read but you weren't sure if sunghoon would really fit any of them. until an idea pops in your head.

"how about i say we were academic rivals? i don't have to be your classmate? we can say that i also studied the same thing but i was in a different class. universities have different classes."

"academic rivals? then what?"

"we were academic rivals but were actually in love with each other. let's say...hmm, we got together during the graduation celebration! like a confession to say 'oh i never really hated you, i actually liked you.'."

"that's not a bad idea i guess."

"then, we can say we dated for a few months and then you moved to new york for work which caused our breakup. you can say that you used your work in New York to distract you hence you became a workaholic but inside you were hurting."

sunghoon sighs, "let's go with that. you can tell her everything you planned. i'll just sit there."

you clapped your hands in excitement, "really? she'll be convinced right?"

"yeah sure, come on let's go." sunghoon leads you to his car.

sunghoon drives you to the restaurant.

"don't mess anything up." sunghoon whispers in your ears. you stepped away while laughing awkwardly.

"heh, of course. i won't let you down."

the both of you entered the restaurant. his grandmother was waiting and when she spots sunghoon enter the place.

"ah, you must be her." she shakes a waitress's hand who coincidentally stood near sunghoon. she awkwardly smiles.

"grandma, that's not her." sunghoon says. you appeared next to sunghoon while smiling and shyly waving at her.

it was clear his grandmother was in shock. maybe you shouldn't have went overboard with the dress but honestly you dressed way worse during the first meeting with her grandson. if he somehow took a liking to you previously...hopefully she would be open to accepting you. let's hope you played your cards right and convinced her.

once you settled down and ordered.

"i'll get straight to the point. you look very rough for my grandson. like a party girl. the dress is way above your knee and your shoulders are seen. moreover, you got streaks in your hair." she brutally says.

"ah." great, of course she's brutally honest.

sunghoon rolls his eyes.

"that's over the top grandma."

"i only want what's best for you. you can't just let someone like her sway you. there is a possibility she might just be after your wealth you know?"

"grandma-"

"hoon, it's okay." you squeezed sunghoon's hands, making sure his grandmother was able to see it.

you looked straight at his grandmother. "ma'am, i completely understand that you do not trust me since i am wearing something inappropriate and i look like a player. i completely won't lie, me and sunghoon had a very rocky relationship especially before we dated, we never got along. i've always doubted myself and also knew that we were never compatible. sunghoon was also the one who chased after me after we broke up. i was surprised he even wanted to remain together. i do love him with my whole heart, it took very long to even realise i loved him so while i'm not expecting you to accept us straight away. i hope you'd at least eventually warm up to it?"

it gets silent. his grandmother sighs.

"alright then, how about we go out after this for something so i get to know you a little more."

sunghoon's face lit up, he was shocked to even hear his grandmother say those words. however, he knew that this extra 'get to know you' wasn't supposed to even happen. considering this was only supposed to be a one time thing. sunghoon turns to look at you, expecting you to say no.

"uh." you looked at sunghoon and then back at his grandmother. "sure." that's when sunghoon's jaw clenches.

"great."

fast forward to after the little lunch you had with his grandmother. you and sunghoon left a little earlier since his grandmother wanted to settle the bill. sunghoon pinches the bridge of his nose.

"you were supposed to say no."

"well, i can't just say no to your grandmother. she wanted to get to know her grandson's girlfriend more."

"we agreed to not say yes if she asks."

"when the fuck did we agree?"

"it's common knowledge with contractual relationships?"

"look-"

"we'll take my car. i think buying some steamed buns would be great desserts." his grandmother mentions. you smiled and nodded. she enters the car.

"let's just go and you can go back to your little CEO job, okay?" you pulled sunghoon.

you arrived at this little steamed bun shop near the ocean. the view was amazing, the cool air blowing onto your face. you enjoyed eating with his grandmother until sunghoon had to answer a call from his work.

"look, chaewon. i won't lie, you are really a great girl. i'm sorry i doubted you." his grandmother says. you shook your head.

"it's okay. my appearance can be overwhelming at times."

"no no, i should have never judged a book by its cover. you are beautiful and have such a funny personality. i hope you and sunghoon will remain together."

"thank you."

"you should call sunghoon. he has been pretty busy with that call over there. he hasn't eaten a single one of these buns. he should eat it while it's still warm." you nod and went over to sunghoon.

when you came back with sunghoon, his grandmother looks at him in disappointment.

"yah, park sunghoon. you rascal!"

"huh?"

"you should have pity on your girlfriend! she must've had no time to tell you about this!" his grandmother hands him the concert tickets that romin gave to you. "the concert is today and there are two tickets!"

"i have work grandmother, i can't go-"

"well it's your girlfriend. you should go. come on, i'll send you two there."

"grandmother-"

"no, let's go. it's will be starting soon so let's go!"

sunghoon looks over at you, irritated. you only slightly bowed at him to apologise.

why did she have to see the ticket? now you were forced to go to a concert your apparent crush gave you.

let's just hope nothing bad happens

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Historical Hetalia

I hate how the hetalia fandom makes England out to be this brilliant mastermind when actual he’s a petty idiot. And he’s been getting a pass for far too long.

Here are some of my favorite England moments through recent history. Absolut Looney Tunes bull shit.

Story 1:

America and England had a plan (that was really smart and would totally work) to build a tunnel under west Germany so they could go inside of it and listen in on what the Russians stationed there were saying.

A double Agent in England's side (but actually worked for Russia) went and blabbed about it. Russia was like “oh no! That’s such a good plan we should have thought of it! I know let’s let them half way finish the tunnel and then we can discover it then we can finish building it!” So that’s what happened America and England filled in the hole though and pretended like they got lost digging like a sewer pipe or something like that.

Story 2:

A rock exists on the coast of Scotland. This is a real big and cool rock… or that’s what England thought anyway. So worried about the rock he spent nights tossing and turning wondering if the big fuck ton of a rock was perhaps being used for spying, was it bugged? Perhaps it wasn’t a rock at all and it was a submarine? Tired of sleepless nights England sailed over there one day and placed a British flag on the rock and a plaque claiming it as official British territory. Scotland was so pissed because that was HIS very cool big rock! They are still fighting over who owns the rock today. I do think teh Scotts threw teh flag into the ocean.

Story 3:

Or the time that America had just recruited a new spy and he was on his way to meet his new British associates in NY for a spy mission they had against Russia. The British Spy’s thought he gave off sneaky vibes so the kidnapped him and killed him when he got to the meeting and then they just went inside and waited for him to show up. They contacted the CIA and were like “where’s your boy dog?” And they described him to the spy’s and they were like “New mission you guys need to find this guy because we lost communication and we think it might have been the KGB and he had important stuff on him” and the British Spy’s were like “um…. I think we know where to find him” *cue laugh track*

Story 4:

The British were spying in Russian waters in a submarine when they came across a Polish sub. They were super jealous because this one was pulling a bunch of hydrophones( devices that allowed to you listen inside of other submarines). So the British wanted them so they were real real quiet and they snuck up behind the sub and they cut the line. They took the hydrophones and made a quick get away without the Polish sub being any the wiser.

Poland had to go back to Russia and be like. "Remember the really expensive equipment you gave me to use? Yeah I think it broke off in the ocean and idk where we lost it though and I'm NOT going back for it so don't ask. Kay thanks bye!"

Story 4 (my favorite because it is the dumbest and I think about it a lot):

Let me set the scene It’s the Cold War and things are really hearting up and Britain and America are afraid that Russia may try and cross the iron curtain. America said they should burry land mines but then remembers that it would be too cold for the land mines to stay working in the winter time (Just remember this was some years ago). But our mastermind England had an original though. I'm just going to write out exactly how I think this conversation would have went because frankly it's just so dumb and I could not make this shit up if I tried.

America: Alright everybody i really think we need to do something about the Iron curtain Russia has been too bold lately. So I was thinking something like land mines but I'm not sure if it'll work they won't work in the winter which knowing Russia that's exactly when he would attack. If anyone has any ideas I'm open to them Now if we could all ju-

England: *lifting is head from the mountain of cocaine he just had his face buried in* Chickens!

America: I'm sorry what?

England: Chickens! Chickens you idiot!

America: What do you mean chickens, are you alright man?

England: Uh! You are so dumb. We get a bunch of chickens, we strap the land mines on them and we put the chickens into little cages. Then we burry the cages and give them enough food for about a week. And we can just change the chickens every week. The body heat of the chickens will keep the land mine warm, don't you see? We can use a remote to detonate the land mines ourselves.

America: Okay...that's a thought. Anyone else have any ideas? *Looks around the room of his allies as they all nod in agreement*

America: Germany, what's your thoughts on this? You don't think this is a good idea surely, right? Just burying chickens along the border of your country.

Germany: I like chickens.

America: This is worse than my idea to put little head sets on cats and turn them lose in Moscow, you all can't be forreal

Italy: Chickens are cool tho.

America: God Damn it. Okay Operation Chicken is-

England: No stupid you can't call it operation chicken, Russia will know what we are up to right away. We need to name it something discrete. If not he'll steal our chicken idea.

America: Russia dosen't want your stupid- Alright whatever, what do you want to call it then?

England: Operation Blue Bunny....No No! Blue Peacock

America: What the actual fuck is wrong with you?

(Provided a link for this one because I don't think any of you would believe me if I didn't)

#hetalia #hws england #hws america #hws russia #hws poland #hws germany #aph america #aph england #aph poland #aph russia #aph germany #arthur kirkland #alfred f. jones #feliks łukasiewicz #ludwig beilschmidt #ivan braginski #original #historical hetalia

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luneariaa · 8 months

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☀︎ 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧 | 𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 ( 𝐚𝐮 )

❥︎ - ; x ɢɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

❥︎ - 𝐭𝐰 : ᴀᴜ-ɪꜱʜ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ᴏᴏᴄ, ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀʀ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴘᴇʟʟɪɴɢꜱ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰʀᴇᴀᴅ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ, ᴛᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴛʜᴏ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴋᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰɪᴄ 💛

❥︎ - 𝐚/𝐧 : ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ'ꜱ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋ ʟᴀᴛᴇʟʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛᴛᴀ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ- ᴛʏᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ.

☾︎ - 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

-✰-

"I hate maths." You stated simply, almost slamming your book on the desk you're currently using-- leaning your back against Dion's room and sent a tired glance over the two.

"Is it really difficult for you? It should be easy, considering it's just the basic one, that is."

"Not everyone is a genius like you, Dion." Terence sighs at his remark, which may come off as insensitive to you. The blonde-haired male quickly falls back into realization upon the words he has just spoken; walking a bit towards where you are, gently tapping his fingers on your assignment papers while reading the questions one by one.

"Alright, I'll help you with this."

Terence looked a little relieved as Dion tells you that, since he doesn't wish for Dion to possibly hurt your feelings or something similar to it. He decided to help you a bit as well, since his maths are pretty good as well.

Well, speaking of them being smart students.

"Man, I feel so dumb compared to you both.." You huffed to yourself a little, turning your head slightly to the other way while feeling annoyed-- mainly to yourself.

Terence shook his head in disagreement. "You're being quite hard on yourself. I, for one, don't believe you're dumb at all, and Dion must've felt the same way. You're good at other stuff too." Dion nods at his words, stopping temporarily at the current question as you still ignored them with a pout.

The blonde-haired male smirked slightly, clearly amused by your mere actions. He can't even get mad at you at all.

"Alright, alright. I'll help you to complete it. Then we can have a nice meal afterwards."

"Now that you mentioned it.." Terence immediately adds up to his suggestion. "I wanted an ice-cream after all of this." Dion nodded along with the idea.

Imagine the expression on your face when food is mentioned; who are you to turn down such a great idea?

You nodded enthusiastically as your face lightened. "Deal!"

"Wonderful! Let's start then." Dion has a pleased expression visible right at this moment, knowing that they both had managed to change your mood for the better.

The studying session starts off with Dion explaining everything that you can't seem to understand with such ease, and how to solve all of it; trying his best not to make it seem boring and complicated.

Terence, on the other hand, was keeping an eye on you, in case you got overwhelmed with all that information while still listening to Dion intently.

After all of that session, it paid off when you finally completed your assignment, letting out a sigh of relief.

"FINALLY!! Thank you guys.." You thanked them with a grateful smile, putting away your stuff aside. The blonde-haired male merely patted your head, smiling proudly.

"We know you can do it. Now, we shall head out for food as a reward."

Terence stands up almost instantly, beginning to drag you two with such enthusiasm. "Let's go then-- I already have the perfect place in mind!"

-✰-

Upon arrival at the cute little ice-cream store, you busied yourself by gawking over the flavors that's being displayed in front of you, while Dion and Terence are still somehow talking about mathematical stuff.

You roll your eyes and interject into their conversation. "Can't believe you two are still at it. Like, come ooooon-- maths is like, my personal enemy." The two boys stopped their conversation for a while there, before bursting into laughter while paying for you and their desired ice-cream after.

Sometimes they just love to see you get mad-- of course, not in a bad way. They find it amusing sometimes.

A few minutes passed by later, the three of you settled in for a seat somewhere inside the store, eating up the ice-creams that you guys bought for yourselves. Terence keeps giving you and Dion some looks, as you are talking about something with the endearing sunshine-haired man himself.

"Ah yes, young love." The midnight-haired male said out of the blue, earning a playful glare from Dion and a perplexed glance from you. But it's most likely just a joke; knowing how Terence can be sometimes, so you let it slide as per usual.

"You said that as if you're way older than us." You retorted, which caused Terence to nearly fall out of his chair and Dion to snort.

Yep, pretty much another normal day for you three.

-✰-

"Dion?" You begin to speak up, walking alongside him on the sidewalks of the city. People passing by you two without sparing any glance, at least, minding their own business whatsoever.

I do wonder what his intention was for saying those. Oh, I shouldn't be bothered by it much. Or should I? Hmm..

Dion pondered over Terence's words from earlier, before turning his gaze back at you.

"Yes, (Y/N)?"

"So like, what do you think Terry meant by his statement earlier? I know he's probably just joking around, but still. What are your thoughts?"

He finally spared you a glance, knowing full well than to deny his 'joke' from earlier. With no intention to lie at all, he begins to choose his words wisely before answering.

"Well, if you really wanted to know, I personally think that I knew what he could possibly mean." Dion hopes that none of his words might be taken in a wrong nor offensive way in the process.

But then again, he begins to have second thoughts. Should he really confess to you yet or no-?

"I.. perhaps, he's aware of the true feelings that I held for you. I've been holding myself back regarding that matter, in fear of rejection, or our friendship might end because of it. Forgive me.." He might not realize it, but his tone grows quieter and becomes nervous, never experiencing any situation like this before.

You stopped in your tracks after hearing his words, staring up at him with millions of thoughts rushing through your head. It did catch you off-guard, honestly, and you tried to process everything that just has been spoken.

The temporary silence hanging around the air between you two made the feeling of anxiousness begin to resurface within him; even starting to regret if he accidentally overstepped your boundaries or something as such.

Though, he snaps himself out of it when you begin to break the stillness around you both.

"Dion?"

"You're silly sometimes, you know that?" You joked a bit, playfully punched his arm as you tried your best to cover up your flustered state.

"Looks like Terence sees it pass us both then. His eyes are too powerful for us." A laughter of amusement escapes from your lips. "But.. maybe it's because I have the same feelings for you too."

"I really do, and I can't help myself."

𝐞𝐧𝐝.

-✰-

#ffxvi #final fantasy xvi #ff16 #final fantasy 16 #dion lesage #terence #dion lesage x reader #dion lesage x you #fanfic #oneshot #very random lmao #idk how to continue with the ending so- 😭😭#aria's post 𖥔 ݁ ˖

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violetjedisylveon · 2 years

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Incorrect Kaesoka quotes cause they're funny

Kaeden, at Ahsoka's Funeral: I need a moment with her. Other rebels: of course.*they leave* Kaeden, leaning over Ahsoka's coffin: okay, listen here you little shit, I know you're not dead Ahsoka: yeah, no shit.

. . .

*Ahsoka falls over* Kaeden: Ahsoka! Are you alright? Ahsoka: Is that you, God? Kaeden: What? Ahsoka: It's just, you sound a lot more like Kaeden than I expected.

. . .

Ahsoka: Caffeine no longer keeps me awake while I work, so instead I have Kaeden periodically send me texts saying ‘we need to talk.’ Ahsoka: It gives me the right amount of adrenaline and fear I need to keep going.

Ahsoka: Do you want to know your gay name? Kaeden: My... my gay name? Ahsoka: Yeah, it's your first name- Kaeden: Haha. Very funny Ahsoka- Ahsoka: *gets down on one knee* And my last name. Kaeden: Oh- oh my god.

. . .

Ahsoka: Did you know you remind me of all 26 letters of the alphabet? Kaeden: What? Like J F K W S Q X- Ahsoka: No, like, U R A Q T. Kaeden: Awwww!

. . .

Kaeden: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Ahsoka: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Kaeden: ... Kaeden: You mean ring bearER, right? Ahsoka: ... Kaeden: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding. (Not part of quote: Ahsoka gave an Akul buddy the ring bearer duty I decided)

. . .

Kaeden: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. Ahsoka: Wow. They sound stupid.Kaeden: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense. Ahsoka: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Kaeden: I guess you’re right. Hey Ahsoka, I love you. Ahsoka: See! Just say that! Kaeden: Holy fucking shit. Ahsoka: If that flies over their head then, sorry Kaeden, but they're too dumb for you. Kaeden: Ahsoka.

. . .

Kaeden: Hey, Ahsoka, what do you think it would be like if we had kids? Ahsoka: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly. Kaeden: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it? Ahsoka: Can't really say I have. Kaeden: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes. Ahsoka: Sorry, Kaeden. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody.

. . .

Ahsoka: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at Storm troopers" and I think that's very sexy of us. Kaeden: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.

. . .

Kaeden: We’re getting married, bitches! Ahsoka: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem. (Not part of quote: i wrote a short fic that was basically this quote last year, hehe, it's funny)

. . .

Kaeden: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Ahsoka: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely* Kaeden: That one. I want that one.

. . .

*about the darth Vader Anakin connection* Ahsoka: I think I just figured something out. I got to go. Kaeden: Aren't you forgetting something? Ahsoka: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Kaeden's forehead before running out.* Kaeden: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

. . .

Miara: I know you love them. Kaeden: I am not in love with Ahsoka! Miara, staring at Kaeden: I never said who... Kaeden: *realizes* Kaeden: Shit. Well, anyways-

. . .

Kaeden, holding a rock: Ahsoka just gave this to me and said "I feel like you deserve the moon but all I can give you is a rock". Miara: If you don't marry her, I will.

. . .

Miara: Do you mind if I slyly mention that you’re single? Ahsoka: Do not do that. Miara: You won’t even notice! Kaeden, entering: Mira, you wanted to see me again? Miara: Ahsoka's single Ahsoka:

. . .

Miara: I dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room. Kaeden: Screw that, I’m not kissing any of you. *Ahsoka walks in* Kaeden: Fine, I’ll do it. Rules are rules you know.

. . .

Kaeden: Hi. Miara: Hey, did you do what I said? Did you tell her? Kaeden: I did. Miara: And what did she say? Kaeden: “Thank you.” Miara: You’re totally welcome. What’d she say? Kaeden: she said, “Thank you.” I said “I love you” and Ahsoka said, “Thank you.”

. . .

Ahsoka: Someone take me to art museums and make out with me. Kaeden: But they said not to touch the masterpieces. Ahsoka: Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall. Miara, on a walkie talkie: This is Miara, those idiots are fucking around in the East wing again.

. . .

Ahsoka: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box. Miara: Did Kaeden say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'? Ahsoka: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL–

This was fun! I'm doing more tomorrow, nobody can stop me!

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mrsfrecklesmarauders · 4 months

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Grant had had a shitty day so far. He used to do everything that Fen told him. He used to think he was lucky to find Fen's gang. He used to worship Fen and even had a crush on him. That was until he met Remus. Grant had never dared himself to dream for a better life. He had no parents, he had no money, he had no one. But Remus had made him believe. Remus had cared like no one else had cared.

Remus was too precious, too intelligent for this life. He was better off in that posh school of his. And Grant was still stuck doing shitty things. He robbed, he sold drugs, cigarettes and alcohol to posh kids that would surely ruin their lives. He used to think it was the only way. But now, he was so involved that there was no escape. He owed money to Fen. The favors, food, shelter and everything he had given him was for the purpose of owning him. These days, all Grant did was work for him.

"Let's just run away" Remus had told him over the summer. He was gorgeous like that, eyes of worry. They used to lay down, listen to some music and smoke after their snogging sessions.

"To where, sweetheart?" Grant grinned.

"Anywhere... Somewhere far" Remus said, looking down.

Grant laughed. Because Remus always made him laugh. It was worth each time Remus smiled embarrassed.

"We can find decent jobs. And gather money for Uni..."

"What about your posh school, eh? And your prince charming?"

It was easier to bother Remus with that little posh boy he fancied. That way things didn't get complicated between them.

Remus shrugged "It doesn't matter"

Remus had a possibility for a better life. He was smart. He could graduate from school, go to a decent Uni and get a decent job. He had made posh friends. Grant hadn't even finished school. He was dumb and stupid. He was never good with books and stuff. This was the life he was destined to have. But not Remus. Remus deserved better

"Of course it matters, love." Grant spoke. As serious as possible. "It doesn't matter that you are embarrassed to have kissed Sirius or that your relationship will be complicated now"

"It's not that, Grant. I don't belong there. I belong here. With you. With you guys."

Grant sat up so fast he got dizzy. He wasn’t usually an angry person. And he wasn't precisely angry with Remus. This beautiful boy had suffered a lot as well. But Remus couldn't wish this shit hole. Perhaps Grant had gotten too attached to this boy but he had made a mistake dragging him into this mess.

Remus mirrored his position, looking a bit worried.

"Listen to me, sweetheart" Grant faced him, looking into his eyes "I don't want this life for you. You are brilliant and special. And you're gonna do wonderful things in your life... And for that you need to finish that bloody school. Do you hear me?"

Remus's eyes filled with tears.

"What about you? I don't want to leave you alone"

Grant smiled, caressing his wet cheek. "I'll be fine. I always land on my two feet, yeah?"

Remus didn't look so certain. He just gave him a sweet small smile.

"Plus, I'm gonna tell you a little secret" Grant whispered, showing him his teeth "I've been saving money for myself."

"Without Fen knowing?"

"Yeah" Grant nodded, looking around in case someone could hear them "Tell you what. Maybe after you finish school, I'll have enough money for us to leave"

That made Remus smile.

"That is if your prince charming let's you go" Grant grinned.

Remus snorted "He's been ignoring me all summer" he said "And he's not my prince charming" he added rather embarrassed.

Grant laughed. Sirius had always been the boy from Remus's dreams. Remus was not over him. Grant could tell. It was alright anyway. Grant didn't deserve love, he didn't deserve Remus. He was a mess. There was nothing he could give him except for a shitty life.

Grant leaned in, kissing Remus's lips. He took his time, thinking about how much he cared about him. He was not going to let anyone hurt him.

"We will be fine, sweetheart" he said.

Right now, it was the middle of fall. Grant's days felt cold without Remus. They had had so much fun over the summer. Not only for the surprising snogging. But because it had been so easy between them. Plus, Grant felt stronger with Remus around. Feeling he needed to protect him. Now, with Remus back to his school, Grant didn't feel so brave.

He was going over his profits for the day. A really nice cellphone and a wallet. Brenda Finnigan's. She seemed like a nice bird. Grant tried not feel too shitty and guilty. He sat down on the sidewalk and took a fag to himself.

That's when his phone rang. Remus. Grant had been avoiding his calls for two reasons: 1) Fen couldn't know that Grant kept in touch with him. 2) Grant felt ashamed of himself. If only Remus could see the disappointment he had become.

But sometimes he missed his friend so much, he wanted to hear his voice.

"Hello, sweetheart!" He answered cheerfully "It was about time! I hadn't had news!"

"Hey Grant" Remus sounded happy as well "How are you?"

"Good. Good" Grant lied.

"There are news. I reckon I need to tell you something" Remus said "I need to tell someone or I am going to explode"

"What is it, love?" Grant giggled because Remus was so adorable.

"Sirius and I kissed" Remus said. Grant's smile disappeared from his face. "Sirius and I snogged more like. For a whole while" Remus giggled.

It wasn't that Grant had a problem. Remus had fancied that boy since forever. And Grant was so happy that it was happening for him. But there was something weird on his chest. As if someone was squeezing it.

Grant whistled anyway. "Turned out the prince bloke was puff after all"

Remus laughed "I don't know. He says he fancies me but he needs time to figure things out."

Grant had been with many boys that had told him exactly that and then blew him off. Grant really hoped Sirius would not be that case.

"I am so happy for you, sweetheart. See told ya! All you needed to do was kiss him. Nobody resists your gorgeous lips"

"Shut up" Remus giggled "I don't know. I don't want to get my hopes high"

"Why not, love?"

"He can have anyone, Grant. Why would he want me?"

Grant wanted to shake Remus and slap him until he realized how perfect he was.

"Of course he would want you, Remus. You're golden"

Remus was silent but Grant pictured him smiling.

"And how was the snogging, eh? Did you enjoy it?"

Remus laughed.

"I'll take that as a hell yes!"

Remus giggled now "I bloody miss you, Grant"

Remus had no idea how much Grant missed him.

"Me too, sweetheart" he said "I'll see you this Christmas?" he asked hopeful.

"I... I actually agreed with my friends to spend it here, at school"

"Oh!" Grant tried to hide his disappointment.

"Yeah. Last Christmas at Hogwarts and all"

"Sounds fun"

Remus sighed "It is just an idea though. I am not sure. Maybe I will go home. Or you can come here..."

Like Fen will ever allow it. Plus Grant could put Remus at risk.

"Don't worry, love. We'll see when the time comes"

"Okay..."

"I should probably go, eh?" Grant sniffed "But call me back! I want all the details about your new sex life with Prince Charming"

"You're a wanker" Remus laughed. "Love you"

Grant's heart jumped with joy when he heard that.

"Love you too"

Grant hung up with a smile on his face. When he heard his voice.

"Who'as that on the phone, Grant? One of your lovers?"

"Eh, Fen! I didn't see ya there" Grant rose to his feet.

Fenrir Greyback was had been Grant's everything since he was thirteen. His father, his brother, his family, his friend, his first real crush. He showed himself in an angel disguised. Grant used to think he was his savior. But lately he had been realizing the monster he was. He had used Grant. Now Grant was kind of scared of him.

"Aye... You know me, Fen. Always after some bloke"

Fen nodded and sniffed. "It wasn't your little boyfriend, eh? Our little cub... Lil Remus, eh?"

Grant swallowed. But he shook his head "I told yeh I don't know where he is! He just disappeared!"

"You're not lying to me, eh Grant?" Fen got closer. He wasn’t handsome or attractive. He was so much older than Grant. He was nasty, not a proper gentleman. Always mean. Always raw. Plus he had a terrible breath. But still, he had been Grant's first deepest love. He had been the first one to accept him as the queer disaster he was. And he took care of him. Fed him. Taught him everything he knew. Grant had loved him even if he was straight and would never reciprocate him. But Grant had been blinded. Fenrir was a terrible person. Grant had seen him doing horrible things. "That Lil ungrateful cub still owes me money, yeh know?"

"I don't know where he is" Grant whispered.

"Bought him his first binder and that treatment to make him attractive. So attractive you fooled around with him this summer, eh lil puffy boy?" Fen put a fag between his lips and smiled.

"I really thought he was going to be back to us as well" Grant shrugged "I bet his ol'dad took him away or something... That bloke never liked us..."

Grant was surprised when Fen grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer.

"Who da'fuck does that cub thinks he is?? He thinks this is a joke? Eh?? I own him! I bloody own him. So Granty... If you're lying and hiding your boyfriend away, I will make sure to kill yeh personally..."

"I'm not lying, I swear!" Grant was ashamed of how scared he sounded.

"I bloody hope so!" Fen let him go "But don't worry, I will find our lil Remmy boy... In the meantime, you're gonna pay for whatever he owes me..." he extended his dirty palm "Your today's profit?"

Grant sighed as he emptied his pockets and gave everything he had stolen, all the money he had gathered from his sellings. He wanted to save something for himself before Fen saw it. But now it was too late.

Fen was happy with what Grant gave him. So he smirked, showing Grant his yellow teeth. He ruffled his hair and gave him a little slap on cheek.

"Nice one, Granty!" he exclaimed "Keep working like that. An' don't make me bloody angry"

One day, Grant was going to get out of this circle. He was going to have a better life. He was going to finish school and get a decent job. But for now. He had to protect Remus from that wanker. If Fen knew he was actually in a posh school, kissing a fruity little posh boy, without taking advantage of that or sending him money, he was going to go feral. Remus deserved better. He was too good for this.

***

In my Muggle AU, Remus's pack is a gang of delinquents and Grant is part of it. Fenrir Greyback is their leader. It was when Remus was fourteen that he met them. His mum just died and his father didn't want to accept his transition. He didn't have friends in his old school because they thought he was a freak. Then he met Grant on a party (where he was stealing). And he introduced Remus to this world. They were the first ones to accept him as himself. That was before he started talking to Sirius again and got to Hogwarts.

#marauders #maraudersera #muggleau #grant chapman #remus lupin #grant x remus #sirius black #wolfstar #fenrir greyback #trans remus lupin #trans boy

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gothamslostboy · 1 year

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OOH WEBS MATCHMAKE ME ITLL BE FUN:):)

I’m 5’ 10” with long brown wavy hair and bright green eyes:)

I think my style is just very feminine? Lots of dresses, skirts, and floral:)

My favorite foods are pho and smoked salmon

ANY GENDER HOMIE

I love to read, write, and paint

I’m into very indie folk, woodsy stuff like hozier, fleet foxes, Pheobe Bridgers, Father john misty… very ethereal stuff

Favorite animals are cats🥺

My favorite movie is Dead Poets Society (I like coming of age movies)

I’m really passionate, creative, and friendly:)

She/her

I don’t understand the fandom question sorry I’m dumb😭 match me w whoever

Libra, Leo, Libra:)

In a partner I would want someone who’s a good listener because I process things by talking through them, but who wouldn’t wanna fix stuff for me bc that would annoy me. Someone somewhat well read who could go to bookstores and art museums, and someone sensitive and creative

Hi big sis! Your not dumb, I just need to go back and clarify. The fandom question is for which movie/show someone wants:] I’m gonna go with the lost boys bc I’m assuming that’s what you want haha

I SHIP YOU WITH:

Marko! I know you expected Paul, but I can explain:] I hope you’ll like it

Marko loves art museums, like an unhealthy amount. He is always begging to go with someone, but the only one willing to go is max. He did go with Max one time and it was alright, but it was apparent Max was trying to pretend to know more than he did. So as soon as Marko realizes you want to go he’s scooping you on to his bike and driving. When you’re there, regardless of how much you know about art Marko is great to talk to. Dont know a ton about a specific style or era? Ask away bc he knows it! You know about it? Great! He’d love to hear your thoughts and discuss with you about what the artist was trying to convey

I believe Marko has a side of him most don’t expect. This shows up at the museum and later on appears more in your relationship. He’s actually freaky smart. Like if he was human he could have been a doctor if he tried a bit. He’s never had a huge interest in reading, but has several Italian books he reads every couple years. If you picked out a book for him and he likes it, then he’s more than happy to go to bookstores with you and let you expand his collection. You might have to remind him every couple days that he has the book, but when he finishes it get ready for 1 hour+ conversations about each one.

Marko is a Great listener, but not a great problem solver. So this works out great! He’ll have you sit next to or in front of him and vent while he plays with your hair, holds your hands, kisses your head, occasionally telling you he loves you and he’s sorry you’re upset. He has really big feelings, so when someone is upset he can relate and does his best to cheer you up, but he knows he has poor execution when handling problems and leaves that to others.

Marko likes skirts and dresses bc he can twirl you around. If you choose to turn, he buys a jacket and paints flower designs on it that match your favorite dress. Maybe he adds matching ones to a pair of shoes

He won’t admit it, but adores that you’re a bit taller than him, it makes him the perfect height for your neck

Marko listens to all kinds of music and gets really inspired by ethereal things, he’ll probably ask if you want to draw together while listening to one of your playlists

He’s obsessed with your eyes by the way, you’re gonna catch him just staring at them, 25% of the time drawing you. He always adds emphasis on the eyes though.

He’s gonna do anything to see you smile, including getting a cat. He makes sure he gets one that is bird friendly though:]

#glb match making #the lost boys #marko the lost boys

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multifandomlover01 · 2 years

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How the different boys from Band of Brothers and The Pacific react to you being insecure

Part 3 (taking a little break from BoB and going with the main Pacific Bois Leckie, Basilone and Sledge)

Robert Leckie:

• You thought Leckie was so smart. He was so well read, he wrote well too.

• You felt so dumb around him.

• You used to talk to him a lot about books and stuff like that when you first met, but since then you’ve fallen a bit silent.

• You thought he wouldn’t notice. You thought he wouldn’t care. But he did notice. And he does care.

• And he gets sad and wonders why you stopped talking to him. You were his one bright spot in this hellhole.

• He thought you always sold yourself short. He loved the way you talked about things. He thought you were so smart and eloquent.

• But when he asks you why you’ve stopped talking to him about books, you brush him off, saying you don’t know, that you just haven’t felt like it lately.

• But Leckie is having none of it. He can see the sadness in your eyes. It was the same sadness the gang had pointed out was in his eyes since your talks had stopped. He calls you out on your BS. You two argue for a bit until you lose it.

• You blew up at him even though you didn’t mean to.

• “Maybe I stopped talking to you about books because I’ve got nothing worth saying about them! You’re so much smarter than me. Why don’t you just admit it and stop bothering me about it?!”

• Leckie is a bit taken aback by this at first. He doesn’t know what to say. He has to process it for a second before he responds.

• “What do you mean you’re not smart? And your words don’t have worth?”

• “At least when compared to you.”

• “Who gives a shit about me and what I have to say?”

• “I do!”

• “Well…newsflash, I care about what you have to say too.”

• “You do?”

• “Of course! Why do you think I talk to you so much?”

• “But why?”

• “You have a unique perspective. I enjoy listening to you talk.”

John Basilone:

• Being John Basilone’s significant other was not easy.

• The hardest part about it was the women who threw themselves at him with you standing right next to him.

• You tried to brush it off.

• But in time you grew sad and insecure.

• You thought those women were so pretty.

• You thought John deserved better than you.

• But John surely didn’t, he thought the world of you.

• So he gets concerned when he notices you’ve been a bit distant lately.

• He asks you what’s wrong but you deny that anything is. But he knows you better than that. He knows something is up.

• He doesn’t want to push you, though. So he lets it go for the time being.

• It breaks his heart to see you so sad lately. He thinks about confronting you again, but he doesn’t have to.

• One night at a party, a particular woman wouldn’t leave John alone. He tried to keep an eye on you and not become distracted by the woman, but he wasn’t entirely successful. You had managed to slip away to the bathroom.

• John panicked a bit when he noticed you were missing. He excused himself from the woman (more like pried her off of him) and went looking for you.

• He asked everyone he could if they had seen you. He finally talked to a woman that saw you go into the bathroom as she left. She mentioned you’d been crying. She asked you if you were ok. You said you were fine, just that you were on your period (you were not) and sensitive to being around so many people (you are, but you feel comfortable and safe with John).

• John goes right into the woman’s bathroom, not caring if anyone walked in.

• He looked under the stalls and saw the one where you were (you were in the only occupied one).

• He called your name.

• “John? What’re you doing in the lady’s room? You shouldn’t be in here.”

• “I wanted to check on you, tesoro. I was concerned that you left suddenly and have been gone for so long. Are you alright?”

• “Yes, I’m fine. I just got a little overwhelmed.”

• “Why did you come in here? Why didn’t you tell me? We could’ve left.”

• “You seemed busy. I didn’t want to bother you.” It came out harsher than you intended.

• John’s heart sank. He hated to think he was the reason you were like this. If he had known it was the women that were bothering you, he’d be more blunt about not being interested. He just didn’t want to be rude. He had a reputation to uphold.

• But his reputation be damned if upholding it meant you ended up alone in a bathroom stall crying. He’d do anything to make you happy. Anything.

• “I won’t bother with the women anymore. I’ll tell them to leave me alone. I’ll be more affectionate towards you to make the message that I’m taken more clear.”

• “But you can’t be rude. You have a nice guy reputation. You’re a golden boy, John. And you’re a Medal of Honor recipient. I’m just a girl from New Jersey. All of those other girls are so much prettier than me. You deserve to have one of them. Not me.”

• That was the last straw. John got down on the floor and crawled under the stall, but only just enough to look up at you. He was still on the floor on his stomach, not quite having enough room in the stall to come in any more and try to stand up in it. It looked like an uncomfortable position.

• “John! What the hell! You’ll get your uniform dirty!”

• “The uniform be damned, Y/N. I don’t care about the uniform. I don’t care about my reputation. I don’t care about all the other women. I only care about you.”

• Fresh tears began rolling down your cheeks. But these were happy tears.

• “Oh, John. Get out and stand up.”

• “Not until you promise to come out of this stall.”

• “I am, dummy, why do you think I told you to get out and stand up?”

• “Oh. Right. Sorry.”

• John crawled back out of the stall and stood up so you could unlock the door and come out.

• As soon as you did, John enveloped you in a hug. He kissed your head.

• “I love you, you know that?”

• “Yeah.”

• You left the party after that without a word to anyone (much to the protest of a couple of women and the host, but John ignored them) and spent the night at home snuggled together on the couch.

• John chose you. Over everything else. He will always choose you.

Eugene Sledge (feat. Snafu and Burgin more than intended oops):

• You were on the train going home with Eugene, Snafu, and Burgin. You were having a great time relaxing after the ordeal you’d been through.

• That was until a Marine from another division started looking at you curiously.

• You mentioned it to the guys in a low voice so the man wouldn’t hear you.

• They all glanced at him every so often. He kept staring at you.

• “Is there a problem?” Burgin finally asked the man.

• “No. No problem.”

• You all went back to your business for a bit.

• But the man continued to look at you. And the guys continued to look at him.

• “Are you sure there isn’t a problem, Private? Because it kind of seems like there is. You keep looking at my friend here and you’re making her uncomfortable.”

• “Your friend is wearing a Marine uniform.”

• “No shit, Sherlock.” Snafu quipped.

• “Why is she wearing a uniform?”

• “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because she’s a Marine?” Eugene sassed.

• The man gestured to the small cross stitched on the left arm of your uniform, which was facing the man. “You were a corpsman?”

• “Yes.” You replied.

• “What were you doing as a Marine corpsman?”

• “Saving lives. You got a problem with that?”

• “You all trust a woman in that position?”

• “Absolutely. Ain’t no better corpsman in the entire USMC.” Snafu praised

• “They’re a bit too delicate for combat, aren’t they?”

• “I think she faired alright. Did her best. Saved a lot of lives. Survived. Can’t ask for more than that.” Burgin said.

• “But how can you expect a woman to do a man’s job?”

• “I did a man’s job just fine, thank you very much.”

• “You never cracked under pressure?”

• “No. whether man or woman, it doesn’t matter if someone does in combat. No person should be expected to endure combat and come out of it completely unscathed.”

• “I’d appreciate if you’d quit bothering our friend. She didn’t have to justify herself to you at all, but she did so anyway because that’s who she is, a very nice person. Whether or not your satisfied with her answers is your own problem.”

• The man grumbled unintelligibly before returning to his business. He no longer looked at you or bothered you.

• But you were put out. You knew not everyone approved of a woman being in that position (or being in the Marines at all). You tried to brush it off as best you could. But a little voice in the back of your head always asked: “Am I good enough?”

• And no matter how many times you or someone else answered yes to that question, you just couldn’t help but come back to it.

• Eugene noticed you looked sad and distant (you’d stop engaging in conversation as well) and frowned.

• He leaned over the table and touched your arm. You snapped (moved?) your head in his direction (lol, not like that, not violently).

• “Hey. Don’t pay attention to that idiot. He’s wrong, ok? You’re the best damn corpsman. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. You served your country well. You served your fellow men well. Just like you wanted to. You saved lives. Hell, you saved sanities. You deserve as much respect as a Marine and as a corpsman as any man, probably more so because you’re a woman, not less.”

• You smiled. Eugene spoke so sincerely you felt you had no choice but to believe him.

#headcanons #robert leckie x reader #john basilone x reader #eugene sledge x reader #the pacific headcanons #the pacific x reader

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harperwasstaken1 · 1 year

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[어떤 일이] 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝐻𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠

Ch3➪ Operation Ynki Gc

Rival!Prince!Nishimura Riki x Princess!Reader

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𝑺𝒚𝒑𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒔➪ 2 Kingdoms, 2 Kings, 2 Queens, 2 Heirs, and 1 Forbidden Love. 'Whatever happens' to them when they fall inlove with the Rivalry still going?

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☁︎☔︎➪ Written Part☕︎

The car ride was quiet, the only thing you can hear is the wind hitting the car. The princess, who looked out at the window, with red puffy eyes and a runny nose, sniffles.

The argument with her mother was one of the few she hates, she loves her mother dearly. She just hates her stubborness.

All she said was wanting a treaty between Risqué and Solaíre for her birthday as it would benefit the kingdom, and have more allies.

But instead, she got yelled at by her mother.

All she did was listen as her mother yelled at her, She stood like an idiot in the throne room. She didn't know her Mom would call her a 'dumb little princess'.

She's in school for god's sake, in the process of graduating and learning on how to be the next heir. Her father dismissed her since he saw her pleading eyes, so she ran to her room, slammed the door, and sobbed.

Her friends who were also watching, ran after her. But Wonyoung telling them to stay there and asking Heeseung to come with, they obeyed.

Heeseung being an older brother to her and her first friend, same as Wonyoung. They knew Y/n well enough that she'd be overwhelmed, the rest did too.

But they knew they had to tell their friend"s from Risqué about what was happening so they went on the groupchat. Well the 'Operation YnKi' gc.

Having heard that as soon as Riki heard about his bestfriend and the girl he is inlove with sobbing in her home, her castle. He panicked because without even Jungwon explaning the reason of her falling tears.

Riki knew the reason, he knew she'd get into another argument with her mother about wanting a treaty. So he shot up from his bed, and starting packing to go to their little hideout that he requested his father to make.

The Princess' father and his father know their friendship with eachother. They knew for years except for their mothers. They would've been pissed if they found out about their friendship.

But if his mom found out while he is panicking about his bestfriend, he would've left immediately. That lecture isn't as important as his bestfriend who is waiting for him, in their hangout place, crying.

As soon as his bag was packed, Jungwon already had their chauffeur outside waiting. Jungwon who was coming with them, along with Heeseung in the other car.

Without waiting for his favorite friend out of his friend group, he ran to the car. Jungwon snickered quietly at his younger friend.

"We'll arrive first since the house is closer to us. But I'll make sure there is hot chocolate ready for her, Just stay with her the whole time alright Riki?" Jungwon told the younger person in the car.

All he could see from the younger boy was his bouncing leg as he twisted the ring on his finger, that was a gift from his beloved bestfriend.

As soon as he arrived he rushed to the pantry to get her favorite snacks, got the smart tv going with an episode of Grey's Anatomy on pause in her designated bedroom in their little clubhouse.

He heard Jungwon in the kitchen making hot chocolate, That's when he heard the front door open. He ran out to see a peacefully sleeping Princess in Heeseung's arms as Wonyoung and Yunjin were bickering with Chaewon Noona trailing behind with a roll of her eyes.

Ni-ki POV

"You almost dropped her!"

"Because you weren't helping me!"

I ignored both women to take my bestfriend out of his arms and brought her to her room. As soon as I placed her down, she was stirring awake.

"Y/n. Hey, You alright?" I whispered as she groaned. Nodding her head she sat up, and saw all her favorite snacks and the episode on pause. She grinned at me. Oh how my heart fluttered with butterflies erupting in my stomach.

Hearing a knock, I went to the door to see Jungwon hyung with two mugs of hot chocolate. He grinned as I rolled my eyes.

"Thanks hyung," I smiled at him as he nodded, Feeling Y/n's eyes on me. I turned around with the two mugs. Gave the one with whipped cream and marshmallows to her.

"You really know the routine on how to cheer me up, don't you?" I felt my face flush a rosy pink. She grinned teasingly at me as I nudged her softly.

"Shut up and drink your exclusive Yang Jungwon hot chocolate." She laughed at my flusteredness, as I ignored her as all I could hear is my fluttering heart.

☁︎☔︎➪☕︎

It's been a good hour and a half of me, hugging the Princess of the Rival Kingdom, Helping her forget about her argument with her mother, until she fell asleep. In my arms.

She's been asleep for a good 15 minutes, when Heeseung came in, stared, looked between us, grinned, and left. Confused, I ignored him.

All I know is, if my mother does find out about my friendship with the Princess, or my feelings ahout the Princess. Yeah I'm definitely telling all my reasons on why I want that treaty, and why I'm inlove with the Rival Kingdom's heir.

If she won't accept, then she better depend on Sola for being the next heir because I'd rather be happily inlove with Y/n... If she even reciprocates my feelings.

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