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✧.* CHAPTER 23 || The Party Era

[ { SYPNOSIS } ] ➤ A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt. Sounds easy enough, right?

[ { CHAPTER CONTENT } ] ➤ language, fluff, violence, drugs, & slight mention of alcohol consumption.

[ { WORD COUNT } ] ➤ 4.8k

[ { PAIRINGS } ] ➤ jjk men x f!reader. gojo x f!reader. geto x f!reader. toji x f!reader. choso x f!reader. sukuna x f!reader. nanami x f!reader.

[ [ chapters mlist } ]

——AFTER THAT INTIMATE morning, you and Gojo consider yourselves to be on decent enough terms. Of course, you still hate him-- or, at least you think you do, and he slowly begins to change in a good way.

When he talks to you, which is more often than before since you're no longer trying to ignore his existence unless necessary, his tone is always soft and filled to the brim with affection. You try not to bring up the fact that he claimed to be in love with you but it was extremely difficult not to think about it.

Blackmail or not, you can't just ignore his confession.

Shoko mentioned that he was in love with you before but you didn't want to believe her so, now that he's told you, you genuinely don't know how to feel.

His words echo in your brain constantly, so much so that it grows annoying. It's like you can't unhear it-- Gojo really said he was in love with you. It wasn't a dream, wasn't something someone else told you he said, and it wasn't a lie, Gojo Satoru confessed his love to you.

You hate it though.

You despise the fact that he loves you. To you, it's almost entitled for him to feel like he has that right. How dare he hold such a strong emotion for you? If he felt this way, why is he forcing you to sleep with people for him? It makes no sense.

Why would someone claim to love you and put you through so much?

If he's been in love with you all this time, why start the list in the first place? Why couldn't he have just tried to win your heart from the beginning? Why the list? Why the blackmail? You don't understand him.

A sigh escapes you as you think about it. By this point in time, it's roughly been two weeks since that faithful morning and you can't stop thinking about it. You have so many questions, wondering to yourself when it'll all make sense.

Then, there's also the longing you feel in your chest to see Choso again.

Of course, you haven't stopped thinking about him. You can't wait for the list to be over. The fact that there are only two people left makes it feel like a lot less pressure on you.

From here on out, you just want everything to go smoothly-- that's all you ask for.

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In the two weeks you spent at peace with Gojo, you and him have talked about who your next target should be; Sukuna or Nanami?

He tried to explain that Sukuna would be easier than Nanami but you quickly told him that you're not sure you trust his difficulty levels when no one you've seduced has been that hard. Well, with the exception of Mr. Fushiguro, seducing him took weeks of you pretending you had some kind of assignment to complete.

But even so, you still managed to pull that off. If anything, you felt a little more confident in yourself about seducing the last two people, thinking it'd be a nice walk in the park from here on out.

With this newfound confidence in yourself, you tried telling Gojo that it didn't matter which order you seduced the last two in. "Almost every difficulty level you've given me so far has been wrong, y'know..." You told him over the phone.

Though you couldn't see it, his lips pulled into a pout, "That's not true, sweets... Suguru was medium, no?"

"No, Satoru, he was easy..." You hum, "The only reason he'd be considered anything close to medium is because I had to get used to his uhm... teasing."

Gojo smiles foolishly at the way you say his name, his heart swelling in his chest over such a simple conversation with you, "Yeah, yeah, whatever." He hums, "Anyway, it's still up to you who you wanna go for first, I was just sayin' Sukuna will be easier."

You sigh, "How so?"

"Well for starters, he's having a party this Thursday so like..." Gojo shrugs sheepishly on the other side of the phone, "If you're free, you could come there with me and meet him."

"Uhuh... And what about Nanami?" You question as you jot things down in your journal, your body comfortably laid out across your bed.

"Hmmmm..." Gojo hums dramatically in thought, "I think there's a bar he goes to every weekend?"

"You think?" Your eyes narrow, "I need you to be sure."

"I'm like ninety-nine point nine percent sure." He says, "He goes on Friday nights so, y'know..."

"Are you suggesting that I formally meet Sukuna and Nanami, then decide who I want to sleep with first?" You ask for clarification.

"Pretty much, yeah."

You look around your room for a second in thought before shrugging, "Alright, sounds like a plan."

Gojo smiles, "Really? So... you do realize this means you'll be going to a party with me, right?"

"Okay?"

Curiosity sparks within him, "Do you even like parties?"

"Eh, I haven't had enough friends to want to go recently. But, I used to go to them a lot during Freshman year." You explain casually, earning a hum from him.

"Aww, and you didn't invite meee?" Gojo whines.

"I didn't know you, Satoru..." You sigh, finding yourself smiling ever so slightly at his silliness, "We literally met this semester."

"Sure about that?" He asks as if you don't recall talking to him for the first time early that August.

"Uhm, yes?" You arch a brow, "What, do you remember us talking before this year or something?"

"Nah." He hums, "But I do remember seeing you around a lot."

You begin to close your journal, "Really?"

"Mhm."

"And you never said hi?" You tease, mocking his earlier joke to you.

Gojo chuckles nervously, "I was too shy."

"Oh please." Your eyes roll, "You? Shy? Yeah right." A scoff leaves your lips in reaction to his claims.

"I'm serious." He emphasizes.

"Whatever..." You decide to brush off the topic. The phone call has lasted long enough so, you try to end it, "Anywho, we have a plan all worked out so text me the details for this party and I'll see you then."

"Aww," Gojo pouts again, "You're hanging up so soon?"

"Yes."

"C'mon, I wanted to talk some more..."

You scoff and your voice is sarcastic as you respond, "Skill issue."

Gojo bursts out laughing, "Seriously?"

"Suck it up pretty boy," You joke further, "We'll talk later."

He smiles from ear to ear, "Oh? You think I'm pretty?"

"Bye Satoru." You say flatly.

He sighs heavily and gives up, "Bye sweetheart." There's then a second of silence as you move the phone away from your ear but his next words make you freeze, "I love you."

Your heart pulses strongly, "...If you're expecting me to say it back, you're going to be disappointed."

He chuckles lightly, "I don't expect you to say it back, jus' want to make sure you don't forget."

You couldn't possibly forget that. "Right, okay, bye." The phone is quickly removed from your ear to end the call and then you toss the device across the bed.

Your heart is beating so rapidly for some reason. You do not feel the same way for him but that doesn't change the fact that hearing those words from someone makes you feel all tingly inside.

After only a second or two of gushing at his words, you return to your usual neutral mindset and pick your journal up. Your body slides off the bed and you walk to the drawer you keep it in, making sure to lock it as you place the item inside. Then, you sigh and head back to your bed.

Flopping down face first, you groan into your pillow-- wondering how the rest of this will play out. It feels weird to be on speaking terms with Gojo again. You can't exactly say you missed it but you also couldn't say you didn't enjoy it, even though the conversation wasn't long.

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With that, the rest of the week leading up to Thursday went by in a blur like always. Your schoolwork hardly ever overwhelmed you since you had that very well organized and for once, life somewhat felt like it was entering an era of peace again.

However, deep down inside you still missed Choso.

Not talking to him daily or hardly ever anymore really made you remember how boring your free time was. Perhaps that's why Thursday came so fast...

You stood in front of your bathroom mirror, your hands tracing over the silhouette this expensive dark red dress provided for you-- the item being something Gojo bought for you the very second you told him you weren't sure what to wear.

For someone who so easily deposited money into your account every time you slept with someone and bought you things the very second you made even the slightest complaint, you wondered what the hell he was in debt for.

Perhaps all of the people on the list truly couldn't be paid with money? Even so, you can't help but question what the hell he did to these men to the point where payment in the form of sexual satisfaction was established.

Toji is the only person on the list that you know the backstory for but, even then you still don't know how sexual satisfaction was agreed as a method of payment. And to add to those questions, does Gojo tell the men after you sleep with them that you were his form of payment?

If so... wouldn't that technically mean Choso should know about that?

You groan slightly as you get confused just thinking about it. It's like you're missing so much information here. The entire thing is steadily starting to make less and less sense as you go on. Not to mention the fact that he said he deleted the video of you a long time ago.

Does that mean he considered letting you go from the list? How long has he had the video erased from his phone?

You finally shake out of your thoughts when the man in question sends you a text, the chime from your cell prompting you to turn your head to the idle device on your bathroom counter. You pick it up to see a simple text that reads; 'I'm downstairs, sweetheart'.

You simply leave the man on read before making sure you have everything and heading out of your bathroom. Once you make it out of your bedroom, you spot Shoko typing away on her laptop in the living room.

The sound of you closing your room door makes her turn her head back to look at you. She gives you a wolf whistle and flashes that pretty smile of hers at you, "Heyyy beautiful." She greets teasingly.

You smile, "Hey roomie, how do I look?"

"For a party hosted by Sukuna, I'd say pretty damn good." It's no surprise that she knows who's hosting the party you're going to, Shoko always seems to be up to date with those kinda things.

A chuckle leaves your lips while you make your way to the front door, "Thank you but, I'm surprised you're not coming."

She shrugs, "I have like four assignments due tonight and my professor is a complete bitch about turning things in late." A little frown pulls at her lips, "Any other day, I'd totally go with you though."

"Maybe next time," You suggest, smiling at her, "Oh, and, I know this is a weird question but like, do you know his full name?"

"Who, Sukuna?" Shoko asks, raising a brow.

"Yeah." You nod. The memory of Choso hardly ever speaking about the guy he's supposedly related to runs through your head and you find it odd since he always seems so family-orientated.

"Itadori Sukuna, last time I checked." Shoko informs you, "But if you call him by his last name he'll be a dickhead about it. I think he hates it 'cause that's what connects him to his younger brother or something."

You blink. That somewhat explains a few things, "Damn, you sure know a lot..."

Shoko winks, "Benefits of going to parties to be nosy, you should do it more often."

With a laugh, you nod your head, "Well, thanks for that."

She flashes you one last smile and then raises her hand to wave you bye as you open the door and exit the apartment.

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When you get downstairs and to Gojo's car and quickly seat yourself in the passenger seat, his eyes are all over your appearance like he's starstruck.

A handsome smile spreads across his face, "You're absolutely breathtaking, y'know that?" Gojo complements.

You roll your eyes and begin putting your seatbelt on, "Seeing as you're able to speak perfectly fine, it doesn't sound like I'm all that breath-taking." You fire in response.

He chuckles and his bright blue eyes slip up and down your body, "You didn't hear the way I choked when I saw you walking toward the car."

"Aw, did you?" You respond mockingly.

"Mhm..." He hums lowly, suddenly focusing more on your face. His head is resting on the palm of his hand as he leans against the console in between the two of you.

You swallow and then just barely turn your face to him, "Plan on staring at me all night?"

"If I had the option to, I definitely would," Gojo says honestly.

You roll your eyes at him again and scoff.

"I'm serious." He utters, "If I got a dollar for every time your face has made my brain turn to mush, I'd be a fuckin' trillionaire."

With a sigh, you nod your chin toward the steering wheel in front of him, "Drive your car, Satoru. We don't have all night."

Gojo's eyes soften for a second as he actually loses himself in staring at you, "...You heal me," He suddenly says.

"What?" Your brows furrow and your face twists up while you meet his gaze.

He looks into your eyes for a second longer before turning his head to face forward, "I'm a broken man, sweetheart." Gojo explains as he moves his large veiny hands to the wheel in front of him, "And you... you heal me little by little every day."

You're unsure what to make of his poetic claims. Is this another type of confession? What does he mean he's broken? How do you heal him? What the hell is going on inside that brain of his??

Gojo glances over at you one more time, moving his hand to poke the center of your forehead, "Don't think on it too much, you'll get a headache trying to decipher my nonsense, sweets." He says in a soft tone.

You find it weird he even refers to his own claims as nonsense when it's far from such a thing. The things he starting to say to you are becoming more and more complex, hidden meaning behind his words and secret bittersweet implications slipped in between his claims.

You gently move his finger away from your head and nod, "Whatever... just drive already."

Gojo smiles, "Yes ma'am."

With that, he returns his hand to the wheel and does exactly as you've told him to, quickly driving to the destination of the party.

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There, you could hear lively music blaring from outside this large mansion. The place wasn't too far from where your campus is and you wondered how you went so long without ever being aware of its existence.

As stated before, you used to be quite the partier and most venues have been blessed with your presence. Yet, there you were, getting out of the car with Gojo and heading inside a house you'd surprisingly never been inside before.

Outside of the large estate, you spotted all kinds of people doing all kinds of things. It was expected and all but it had been such a long time since you've seen people having this much fun.

For starters, Choso isn't a partier. Why do you think about that now? Well, you asked him about it but he told you the chances of anyone catching him at a party are zero to none. He much rather be at home engrossed in his artwork.

There's another instance where you're wondering how different of a person Sukuna is in comparison to Choso. Especially when this big ass party is being hosted by him.

Gojo suddenly swings an arm over your shoulder and pulls you close to him while the two of you walk down the main path toward the entrance. The big double doors to the house are wide open, partygoers are scattered absolutely everywhere, and a large chunk of people are spotted inside.

Your gaze shoots over to the man all too close to you, "Satoru..."

"Sweetheart..." He replies.

"Why is your arm around me?" You question flatly.

He chuckles, a big smile painted across his overly handsome face, "I don't want you to get lost."

You blink, glancing away from Gojo and spotting people dancing, laughing, drinking, and even fucking in some places. Scrunching your face up at that last thing you spot, you continue to question Gojo, "What if Sukuna sees us like this?"

"He won't." He hums in response.

"How do you know?"

"Well... around a time like now, that asshole is probably somewhere in the middle of the party," Gojo explains.

The way he refers to Sukuna as an asshole has you worried. Are you going to have to deal with another Naoya?

Swallowing down a large gulp of nerves, you bat your eyelashes at Gojo, "Asshole...?"

He tenses up beside you for some unknown reason, "Uh... I mean, yeah." He shrugs, "Sukuna isn't the nicest guy in the world, everyone knows that."

"I didn't." You respond dryly, then you raise a brow in question, "He's not gonna be like Naoya though... right?"

Gojo looks down at you, finding your worried pout cute, and flashing a comforting smile at you, "No sweetheart, Sukuna's an asshole but..." His expression flickers and his smile fades away. He swallows and then clears his throat, "I'm pretty sure he'll satisfy you just fine."

The two of you finally enter the house and Gojo looks around, greeting some people he knows with a nod of his head while the two of you conversate.

You narrow your eyes at him, "Are you sure?"

Music is heard blaring further on in the party but you two haven't gone deep enough inside to not be able to hear each other yet.

"Fuckin' positive," Gojo suddenly sounds pissed and you grow concerned. The arm around you gets a little tighter while he walks you through some crowds and you keep looking at the man confused.

There's a vein popping out along his jawline because of how hard he's gritting his teeth. You're confused about what pissed him off so suddenly, "What's wrong?"

He avoids looking at you, "Nothing sweets, just know he'll take greeeat care of you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" You murmur. The softness of your voice alone helps Gojo to somewhat come back to his senses.

"Sukuna..." Gojo pauses, thinking hard about something before shaking the thought away, "He uh... How do I say this... He'll," The man looks down at you again, "He'll be nice to you."

"...Will he?"

"Yeah, you're cute." Gojo compliments, shrugging all his thoughts off, "He likes cute girls."

"There's plenty of cute girls at this party," You point out, "What makes me so special?"

"Everything."

You scoff, "What-"

"This is about to be your eleventh question since we've been here." Gojo cuts off before giving you a comforting little smile, "Relax, everything will be fine, okay? Trust me."

Your lips purse together as you decide to drop all your questions for now.

Both of you continue walking deeper and deeper into the party, the volume of the music soon engulfing almost all of your senses. People were dancing all over the place, you saw a few drinking games taking place, some people were gathered together smoking, and it was all so lively.

While you walked with Gojo, you couldn't help but notice the way girls gawked at the man beside you, their eyes all over his face, and jealousy noticed in their expressions after they spotted you beside him. What made the whole thing better was the fact that Gojo didn't even glance at them.

The only woman whose eyes he ever looks into is yours. The only person's body he's drooling over is yours. Hell, the only person at this party Gojo even cared about was you.

At some point, he stopped to talk to some people he knew and you just stood quietly by his side. Gojo would give the people he spoke to this murderous glare if they even so much as peeked at you.

You wondered if you imagined the looks he gave some guys up until one was caught staring at your cleavage by Gojo. The man beside you tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, "Fuck are you starin' at?" He spat out.

You were oblivious to what was going on at first until you saw who he was talking to; some weirdo leaning against a wall gawking at woman after woman. When he noticed Gojo was talking to him you watched how he immediately teared his eyes off you.

Gojo then dragged you along, making his way toward a dance floor. You looked up at him, "You look like you're gonna stab someone...." You said playfully, mocking him for the wicked look in his eyes.

He smiles and that look completely disappears, almost as if it were never there, to begin with. Meeting your gaze, Gojo pouts, "Who, me?"

"Yes you, don't try to act all innocent."

He snickers, "Stabing isn't the way I'd go about hurting someone but, alright."

"People stare at me all the time, y'know... You can't keep glaring like that." You say, looking away from him, "Especially when I'm not even your girlfriend or anything."

"So?" Gojo scoffs, "I don't like seeing people look at you like that and I couldn't care less if you aren't my girlfriend," He suddenly leans down to you and his eyes go dark again, "You're by my side, in my arms..." He explains lowly, "And even if it's not reciprocated, you're my love."

You stare, seeing the same look he had in his eyes that day he caught you, the same look he gave you when he said he wanted you. Gulping, you try to respond, "Satoru-,"

"I'm serious. They can look at any other chick in this party, just not you. Especially not when you're with me." Gojo claims.

"That's a bit possessive don't you think?" You point out, halfway joking.

"Oh, trust me," He smiles as if it's no big deal, "I'm aware."

You open your mouth to say something but he suddenly leans up and takes his arm off you, "Anyways, I'm pretty sure you'll find Sukuna somewhere in all that," He instructs, nodding toward the group of people dancing and shouting on the main floor. He starts backing away from you, "Text me if you don't though."

"You're leaving me?" You say dumbfoundedly.

"Well, Sukuna can't spot us together..."

"Right." Your lips purse together and you nod, the two of you finally splitting for the first time that night.

The music is so loud that you can feel the vibrations from the base of your toes as you walk into the crowd. You steadily begin to dance by yourself for a moment and at one point you get a drink to help you loosen up.

You didn't plan to overdo it or anything because the last thing you wanted was to be horny and drunk all over again but, you did get enough to give you a little buzz. The smell of weed was strong throughout the dancefloor and you would've partaken in that too but you definitely don't trust drugs from just anyone.

As your body sways with the music, you end up dancing back into some guy on accident but when you try to move, hands go to your waist and your hips, immediately making you uncomfortable. You tried not to make a scene about this random man touching you, casually trying to dance away from him.

Your body language made it so painfully obvious that you didn't want this guy touching on you and you eventually turned your head back to him, noticing that it was the same person Gojo snapped at earlier.

That realization caused goosebumps to form all over your skin and you tried telling the man to back off you. He definitely heard you but clearly ignored you, going as far as groping your ass and creepily smiling at you.

You grit your teeth and elbow the weirdo back away from you, creating only a bit of distance between you and him since there are so many people around. The creep still misses the hint and tries to come close to you again.

In the blink of your eye, one second he was trying to come to touch you again and the next you saw a fist make contact with his jaw, a crack heard even through the music as his body stumbled to the side and then made contact with the floor.

Your eyes went wide at the sight and some people around you cheered. Was getting punched in the jaw like this some kind of regular occurrence? Why were people cheering and laughing so suddenly?

The guy was out cold on the floor, people dancing around his still body as you stood in shock.

The person who punched the fuck out of him was standing where he once was and you turned around to face the guy.

Your heart probably skipped fourteen beats at the sight in front of you. Towering over your smaller frame, smiling maliciously at the motionless body on the ground, with dark yet attractive tattoos decorating his handsome face, bright pink hair, and harsh maroon eyes, Sukuna stood proudly before you.

You batted your eyes at the man, in complete awe of everything about him. The shirt he wore was sleeveless, revealing even more tattoos that went along his large shoulder, his bicep, and his wrist.

With a snarky laugh, you watch as he then disrespectfully spits on the knocked-out man's body, "Disgusting." Sukuna hummed.

Those sharp and surprisingly scary eyes of his snap over to you, the only person shocked by what just happened. The smile that was once spread across his face drops completely when he looks at you. You can feel every hair on your head stand up as you meet his gaze, your spine goes rigid and you think you start sweating.

Sukuna turns to face you and takes a simple step toward your nervous body, tipping his torso down and toward you so that he can be at eye level with you. You think you stop breathing entirely.

Why the fuck is he so intimidating? Why did he stop smiling? Why does he look like he's about to punch you next? Your heart is pounding against your ribcage and you don't think any man has ever made you this utterly nervous from just a glance before.

His rose-tinted lips part and his voice is so low and deep you could feel your body getting tense, "This is the part where you say thank you."

You blink, "Th-Thanks." You hated yourself for stuttering.

He tutts, "Nono, not 'thanks', thank you, brat." Sukuna corrects.

"Thank you," You say, your voice small.

He smiles at you, the sight making your heart race. A sexy and slightly raspy chuckle leaves the male, "Thaaat's more like it, good girl."

A strong throb of arousal thrums in your core at the sound of his words. It's embarrassing how such a simple phrase has you turned on already.

It was at that very moment you realized that this man was going to be different than the rest. Not Choso level different and not in any romantic sense but, the small conversation and his aura made one thing very clear.

Sukuna was in a league of his own. This man was a damn beast and you were both scared and excited to explore that.

GOJO SATORU ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

GETO SUGURU ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

TOJI FUSHIGURO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙈𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢

KAMO CHOSO ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙞-𝙈𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢 / 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

ZEN'IN NAOYA ✔︎ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: 𝙀𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙀𝙖𝙨𝙮

ITADORI SUKUNA ☐ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: ???

NANAMI KENTO ☐ 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺: ???

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𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬.

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo, Josuke Higashikata, Giorno Giovanna and Jolyne Cujoh - gn reader.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : There's more than a way to say I love you, yet there are many too ways to say I hate you.

TW : Obsession, delusional thoughts, verbal abuse.

enjoy ♡

𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫:

♡ : Thank you for everything you do for me, JoJo.

It fills him with blessing to know how much his words and actions are something with great meaning in your eyes. Faithful servant when in love- except that everything he does sources from the warmest atoms of his soul and from the deepest corners of his heart. Jonathan fights the world to see you happy, and rests with a smile when he earns the slightest curve of your lips; to him, it's the ultimate gift he can ever receive- your Love.

- You mean nothing to me.

Tears- everything that would wash him with agony strikes at once. the sensation of tearing the flesh of a heart open accompanies your words; deeply cutting and painful, causing all of his insecurities to float : Am I being useless again darling? Am I being a burden? Have you grown tired of me? He can't help it when he sheds these tears: He had lost all of your affection and care. the only source of warmth he had, now doused in the cruelest way possible.

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 :

♡ : I like you , you're awesome!

Just imagine it, that ghost of a blush coffined beneath a confident smirk and a glinting wink! Joseph catches a love fever once you state that his presence around you is enjoyable. He feels that he already aimed at the moon by gaining your trust and company- it meant that you were besotted with him in return, regardless of whatever you said about considering him as a mere brother or a dear friend. JoJo sees the colors of your eyes soften as you say so, it is surely, undoubtedly love!

- We're done.

a swift of a cut that it doesn't elicit any pain at first, then it's repeated again, slightly stinging, then it rolls down your tongue, fully sinking in his soul. How could you?! Was the thing in the middle of your chest a hard stone to not see or feel a fraction of his love towards you?! a heavy realization of being used falls on his head like a heavy anvil: the blood in his veins floats just right under his skin, painting anger as red, yet the pale dread underneath can't be helped. Why? He would scream at you, but the reasons were nothing of an importance, you just toyed harshly with his feelings.

𝐉𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐊𝐮𝐣𝐨 :

♡ : I'm always by your side.

It ignites a pleasant warmth within his heart and shines through his eyes; it confesses his undying love and loyalty for you, regardless of whatever mean words he utter. No force on earth can banish him from you: From the depths of Inferno to the ends of earth and above in the heavens, He would remain with you forever, his lineaments engraved under your eyelids and in the darkest curtains of your vision. JoJo doesn't show it, but he's on cloud nine to know that you're staying as well- that he finally earned your love.

- Nobody loves you, not even me.

He's already aware. Half of people fear him, the other hates him, and there were you, probably feeling something negative swirl inside you towards him, now confirming it with each spiteful letter you let out. Couldn't you just shut the fuck up and swallow it instead of saying it out loud? He spits, the words of you reiterating louder and louder in his mind that now he can't unhear. You've just ruined everything for him, he had peacefully thought that everything went well, that your protests and complaints were just a childish fit- but now, it's all so grotesquely real: you truly hated him, and for the first time ever, he has no idea what he should do.

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐚 :

♡ : You're cute! I like your hair!

Nobody can stop him, the boy with a heart of diamond and eyes of warm seas! Everything in his eyes glints with beauty; especially you: everything about you is a well crafted detail, say your eyes, your smile or the contours of your face. The subject of his daydreams- they were made of spring rain drops and cotton candy, the enchanting human whom he had a silly intense crush on called him cute! Was there even a better time to be alive? to be praised by someone you adored was the epitome of being coddled beyond any wishes of a young man madly in love!

- Look at you, pathetic and ugly.

Huh?!

It's all that he can think of as a response. Your words take a slow effect on him; as if he was trying to process it in another different light, in a gentle way that didn't convey the clear in them. At first, He's at sixes and sevens for a few minutes: people who are in love together were supposed to have each other's back, to boost each other's confidence and accept them whatever and whoever they were- so why were you saying this to him now? obviously it wasn't a joke, your voice was too cold to warm the words into a playful comment, he would have accepted them if you were just a tad above expressful, not a doll that just stares back eerily. He should be angry, but it just melts in tears, all of his hidden insecurities emerge into existence, and not even Crazy Diamond is able to fix the shatters of his heart.

𝐆𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 :

♡ : You mean the world to me.

Galatea to Pygmalion, Juliet to Romeo, Layla to Qays- You to Giorno. Romanticism wasn't something he was versed in, but in a blink of an eye, the world fell into a pink blur, filling everything with such amour a human never had in a little heart. GioGio ponders to himself that you were an Angel, a poor pure plumed creature that tripped and fell into the land of the stained; worth to be kept in a vitrine till the sun burns away. The smile that dances on his lips when he hears your gratitude, the joy he feels when his efforts of shielding you are finally noticed by you equate the flow of sweetness he tasted for the first time he saw you: Love.

- You're a monster.

The gray flicker in his eyes blends with the greens of his irises; it doesn't reflect on your face that you just hurt him, while having the audacity to brand him as a monster. His patience contained all of your attitudes, he bottled up every evil word you threw at him and continued to offer more than he should for the sake of winning back some or little of your affection, but to no avail. The mayhem under his skin is concealed by force, consuming whatever left of his patience as he makes you toe the line. You're selfish- you always were, yet he can't help his love for you.

𝐉𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐮𝐣𝐨𝐡 :

♡ : Good Girl!

Valentine, Friends and dates- High school sweethearts and kisses! Her world is a ridiculously colored picture of a sunny day; her imagination paints a world where she is with you and nothing could ever go wrong. How much would she offer to just touch the tips of your fingers with her hands? nothing less than what she is able to count! JoJo wanders around you in the excitement of a puppy around its master, waiting for a treat or a word of praise for pleasing them. She wants you to say it again, over and over again, to no end! A Good girl was a girl in Love!

- How annoying you are.

She had heard someone she loved before say this, but who were they?

Remorse falls heavily on her like a dark curtain- She'd just ruined the best thing she ever had in life. She blames herself for being too clingy, too needy and too desperate- she carries the shame and burden like weights on her shoulders, staggering as the remains of her confidence seep through the fractures. Your sweet words and praises were brightening her existence; was she to be something if you didn't adore her? The talkative, open and daring Jolyne is now nothing but a silent, gloomy and wounded little girl, asking for a little of love and receiving none no matter how much she gave.

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lehguru · 7 months

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LATINO SONGS + ONE PIECE CHARACTERS

latino songs i relate to one piece characters and why!

info: not proofread as always, put spotify links in all of them, open to suggestions if yall want this to b a lil series or sum lol, mentions of stabbing (?)

PORTGAS D.ACE : SOU MUSA DO VERÃO - marshmello, luísa sonza

there's something about this song that makes me think of ace in the most... unhinged way. the main chorus is the thing that really stands out to me, because not only he would look gorgeous in a edit with that, it have the same hot energy that ace exhales. he is the kind of man we would see shirtless and imagine things that become a concern to feminism; and that song is exactly what we all, ace simps, want to say to him.

NAMI : ASSANHADINHA - pocah, mc durrony

nami gives the vibes of someone that does not care, period. she just does what she wants and is not afraid to own it too. i can definitely see this song on her playlist too, not only because of the way she relates to the lyrics, but also the beat itself. another big reason is simply: my girl likes to throw it back, and this is a great song to do it without problem.

NICO ROBIN : PILOTO - flora matos

i put piloto as robin's song, because 1. i ship her with franky; 2. she would totally be the type of person (the 'pilot') that is described in the song. careful? caring? loving? a good person? a scholar? pays attention? courageous? a mate? truthful? a armor bearer? if you need, dangerous? she is all of those things and much more. and that's why she will be forever the woman that holds my heart and she should hold yours too.

SABO : EU VOU COM CARINHO ELA QUER COM FORÇA - mc don juan, mc g15, mc davi

this one i will keep short and simple. a loooong time ago i saw a tiktok that had this song as a "sabo sounds like this" and i couldn't unhear it since (i cant find it again, im sorry); plus the lyrics match very very well. thats it. i cant elaborate further.

USOPP : PAPIN - mc kevin o chris, mc caja

the lyrics say everything i need to say: "fell for my talk, it's over". it's proven over and over again that usopp can lie to people easily, when he wants to. and, after the live action, i can't stop thinking about usopp trying to win you over with a sweet talk, his eyes and voice tone nervous, but so sweet it wins you over. plus, the song weirdly fits his vibe.

SANJI : RITA - tierry

i kinda refuse to explain this one, because it's almost a joke for myself, but i shall translate some of the lyrics (think that he's singing it to you): "oh love, come back. come back, love, and i will forgive the stabbing. oh, love, don't leave me alone, come back and i will pull out the charges."

DRACULE MIHAWK : ME RECLAMA - mambo kingz, dj luian, luigi 21 plus, ozuna

THIS SONG IS SO MIHAWK CODED, IT MAKES ME SICK. he knows he's the best, he always goes to you when you call him and he's not afraid to tell others that it's "not his fault he is the one you call for". his entire persona with this song in the background makes me shake, he would look extremely ethereal with his hand on your waist, pulling you closer, and his head tilted – all while his lips are whispering sweet spanish into your ear.

2023 © content belongs to lehguru, but the characters used in them belong to their respective creators!!

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shinelikethunder · 7 months

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the thing about trying to convey what the fuck is up with outlander is that most attempts to explain all the ways it's Not Good Actually just sound like advertisements for how batshit it is. and it IS batshit, and horny, and self-indulgent fanfiction for weird little girls with the misfortune to grow up into straight women, and all of the above. but it is also, i cannot stress this enough, absolute fucking schlock

anyway, to offset the sin of having tempted any of you to sit through any more of it than the whipping scene and then the gratuitous torture porn in the last episode or two of season 1, let me just sit here and recommend with my entire chest that you read diana gabaldon's fanlore article, at least if you ever want a hearty oldschool-blog-drama laugh at someone who COULD at any moment have chosen to stop parading her ass in front of the entire internet but just couldn't help herself. i will never unhear the squeaking of clown shoes attached to her name, and if you're considering doing this to yourself, you should at least do it while giggling at exactly what serial numbers she filed off her self-insert fic before hopping on the internet 20 years later to get BIG MAD at people daring to write SEX SCENES about HER CHARACTERS.

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leclerc-s · 7 months

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a nonsense christmas

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liked by maxverstappen1, nataliaruiz, arthur_leclerc and others

maejones 'i caught that holiday glee, my true love gave it to me.' i present to you a nonsense christmas.

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danielricciardo i thought you couldn't get anymore unhinged after nonsense, i was so wrong.

daphnejones mae, what the hell is this song.

↳ maejones it's a christmas song daph! do you not like it?

isabellaperez brb gonna go play it for christian and my uncle!

↳ maxverstappen1 ISABELLA DON'T YOU DARE!

↳ isabellaperez OH IT LOOKS LIKE JOS IS IN THE GARAGE!

↳ maxverstappen1 ISABELLA!

↳ user89 oh to be apart of this friend group

penelopetrevino sometimes i wonder how people think i'm the horny one when mae writes shit like this.

↳ dulceperez you wrote mayores. daphne wrote dress. mae wrote nonsense. i think all three of you are equally horny

user41 well i made the mistake of playing this infront of my parents i will never recover.

↳ user09 NO! OH I PRAY FOR YOU

esteban ocon i'm supposed to be able to look max in the eyes now?

lewishamilton i renounce our friendship. good luck to fernando and seb, but i'm done. find someone to replace me. maybe kimi or valtteri. hell kevin or hulkenberg might like these guys.

↳ georgerussell63 good luck being able to get away from us

user32 i fear jos is questioning who his son is dating and who his friends are

↳ landonorris oh, he did that way before this song or nonsense came out

isabellaperez JOS VERSTAPPEN IS NOT A FAN OF A NONSENSE CHRISTMAS! I REPEAT HE IS NOT A FAN! MAX TELL HIM TO PUT THE FUCKING FORK DOWN!

↳ user13 there's no way she actually did it

↳ maxverstappen1 I WARNED YOU NOT TO DO THAT! HE WASN'T GOING TO LIKE IT!

↳ user13 i stand corrected

↳ danielricciardo THIS IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT I'VE EVER FUCKING SEEN! NETFLIX BETTER BE RECORDING THIS BECAUSE IT'S COMEDY GOLD!

↳ alex_albon SHE JUST RAN PAST THE WILLIAMS GARAGE!! I THINK I'M ABOUT TO PEE FROM ALL THIS LAUGHING!!

↳ nataliaruiz PEOPLE! IT'S NOT JOS CHASING HER WITH A FORK! IT'S MAX WITH A WATER GUN! JOS LEFT THE GARAGE AFTER ISABELLA PULLED HER LITTLE TRICK!! HE HAD A FORK BECAUSE HE WAS HAVING LUNCH WITH MAE!!

↳ maejones YOU COULDN'T HAVE WAITED UNTIL HE WAS ALONE? I CAN NEVER FACE HIM AGAIN! OH MY GOD, DIGGING MY GRAVE AS WE SPEAK!!

↳ dulceperez she looks like a wet and angry kitten

isabella perez MAX EMILIAN VERSTAPPEN I WILL BE GETTING MY REVENGE!

max verstappen I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY!!

isabella perez DULCE MARIA PEREZ! YOU'RE FUCKING NEXT!

esteban ocon she's in the alpine garage and she does look like a wet cat

oscar piastri i think it's kinda cute

logan sargeant AY-YO? ARE WE JUST GONNA SLIDE PAST THAT?

alex albon i think the songs kinda catchy.

daniel jones-ricciardo i did not need to know max had big snowballs.

mae jones you've literally seen him naked before pierre gasly UM WHAT? daniel jones-ricciardo IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! HOW I SUPPOSED TO KNOW HE WAS NAKED? max verstappen THERE'S THIS NEW THING. IT'S CALLED KNOCKING daniel ricciardo DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE QUOTE ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS AT ME MAX!

fernando alonso i worry for all of you. also what does 'you got a new toy for me' mean? aren't all of you too old to be playing with toys?

esteban ocon i know you're not that fucking naive fernando. stop fucking with them. fernando alonso but it's so much fun

lewis hamilton OH MY GOD! SOME THINGS ARE BETTER KEPT A SECRET MAE!

mae jones so my sister can write dress and scratches down daniel's back but i can't write about max's dick?

carlos sainz i am permanently scarred. some things i can't ever unhear.

george russell i am in shock

esteban ocon i need 3 to 5 business WEEKS to recover from this.

sebastian vettel i'm speechless and not in a good way

mick schumacher ignoring who the song is about and that i know the singer, it's good.

freya vettel a certified christmas bop

natalia ruiz I NEED THAT CHARLES DICKENS. YOU'LL BE SANTA CLAUS AND I'LL BE MRS. I'LL TAKE YOU FOR A RIDE, I'LL BE YOUR VIXEN. I DON'T EVEN KNOW I'M TALKING CHRISTMAS!!

daphne jones-ricciardo i know someday you two idiots will have children and i pray they never find this song. just like i pray they never find mine.

rowan todd digital footprint is real guys, just look at timothee chalamet, the superior french guy.

esteban ocon uh oh, i think they're fighting again. dulce perez alright, what'd you do this time gasly? pierre gasly why is it always my fault? dulce perez it's always your fault bitch, so what'd you do? pierre gasly i didn't do shit, this time, she's just mad because i ate the last croissant. natalia ruiz uh oh, i know those symptoms. charles leclerc the world is not ready for little pierres rowan todd i'm not pregnant (i think) pierre gasly what the fuck??? isabella perez ARE WE GETTING ANOTHER BABY?? SO CLOSE TO BABY LECLERC?? AWWW!! YES!!

max verstappen god i hope not. one mini charles we can handle but a mini pierre no please no.

taglist: @burningcupcakefire @arkhammaid @sunflower-golden-vol6 @applopie

¡leclerc-s speaks! shout out to @bb-swift who replied to nonsense and reminded me that a nonsense christmas existed. let's not talk about today's gp and use humor to cope. as a charles girlie i am struggling today as i have the entire season. i've also created a google form for people to fill out if you wish to be added to the taglist to any of my series.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

#leclerc-s #the honest series #max verstappen #max verstappen x female oc #formula 1 #formula 1 fic #fanfic #fanfiction #f1 #f1 smau #f1 social media au #f1 instagram au #f1 fic

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feluka · 1 month

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ok so shadowheart's goddess is called Shar right? thing is, the arabic word for evil (sharr) sounds very similar (just with a short 'a' instead and emphasis on the 'r') and once i noticed it i couldn't unhear it and it makes all of shadowheart's dialogue so unserious lmao. "listen... Evil is just misunderstood 😔 is it really so wrong of me to just want to devote myself to the service of Evil?? 😔"

#bg3 lb #i'm kidding i love shadowheart's dialogue so much it's very compelling

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evilkennedy · 1 year

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leon kennedy x reader

warnings: choking, DEATH !!, hurt/no comfort, angst, infected leon, mentions of suicidal ideation, no gender mentioned for reader

words: 1.2k

summary: leon loses control of the parasite, you suffer the consequences and so does he. (also if you saw me post this before, no you didn’t.)

No matter how hard Leon fought against the parasite making home inside of him, the fight was futile. He could only sit and watch, caged within the depths of his consciousness as his limbs were taken over, no longer under his control. He could hear whispers, echoes that sounded faintly like Saddler bouncing around inside of his head, taunting him, telling him that no matter how hard he fought, the Lord would still be victorious. He couldn’t tear it out as much as he wanted to, this was a different sort of battle, he couldn't just come in, guns blazing and expect to save the day, instead he was held hostage as he watched a scene take place his eyes that were no longer his own for the time being. No matter how much he begged and pleaded for you to run, there was nothing he could do to make you hear him, no longer in control of his lips either.

He watched helplessly with the last bit of strength he had over his own consciousness as you backed away from him, hands up placatingly and he wished you would shoot him, do everything in your power to kill him before he could kill you, but he knew that you wouldn’t. Never in his life had he regretted allowing you to work your way into his heart, slipping in between all of his defenses he’d so carefully built and curated throughout the years. His mind was slowly melding with the Plagas, thoughts no longer his own and all he could do was think about how much he wanted to wrap his arms around your neck, snapping that delicate throat of yours with ease. He no longer had the time to tell you to get away as he tilted his head to the side, smirk on his lips.

As you watched his demeanor change, you kept backing away, combat knife at the ready to do what it took to bring Leon back to you, your partner and boyfriend of at least 5 years. Your heart pounded in your chest, taking a good look at his reddened eyes as tears filled yours, while you’d been infected by the Plagas yourself, you’d been able to fight it, at least for the time being, keeping Saddler and his malicious words at bay for as long as you could.

“Leon! Stop, please… I know you’re still in there somewhere.” You knew your pleas fell on unhearing ears as the man stepped forward, quicker than he’d ever been able to before and pulled you into an embrace, one that began to cut off your air supply immediately. Your fingers dug their nails into Leon’s forearms, making an attempt to get him off of you as he lifted you off of the ground, rendering any escape tactics that you knew, useless. You dropped the knife with a groan, feet kicking in the air pathetically as you fought against the stronger man, the one that had only ever held you with love. ‘This isn’t Leon,’ you reminded yourself.

“Silence, Child. Don’t fight it. You were made for this, for salvation.” His words were doubled, you could hear the growl beneath them indicating that Leon might just be too far gone. You scratched and slapped at his arms fitfully, you might as well have been scratching at stone as it got no response out of… not Leon. He simply chuckled, tightening his grip.

“Ple-ase-” You choked as the pressure was becoming too much, there was nothing you could do to save yourself at this point, but maybe you could save Leon.

“I-If you can.. Hear me, Lee. ‘S not you. ‘S okay…” Between words you wheezed, making sure he understood that you were okay. If it was your time to go, it was your time, and while you hated that it was by Leon’s hand, knowing just how much he’d blame himself for it, you would have to be okay.

“‘M sorry.” With one last thrust of your arm, in a pointless attempt at getting Leon to let go, or at the very least getting him to loosen his hold on you, you elbowed him in the face… hard. That was all it took for him to finish the deed, snapping your neck in one solid motion as you went limp in his arms. He dropped your body to the ground without a second thought or even a moment of hesitation or remorse, that is precisely when Saddler decided to relinquish his hold over Leon’s body and mind. The agent dropped to the ground beside your unmoving corpse, chest heaving as he fought against the after effects of the possession, eyes on the ground for a moment before he spotted your unmoving hand in his vision.

“No…” He murmured, chest filling with panic as a pit settled in his stomach. He couldn’t look, he didn’t know exactly what happened, only bits and pieces of it all flashing through his mind’s eye like a scratched up disc playing through a film. He swallowed before biting the bullet and looking at you laid on the ground, neck bruised and deformed. His lips parted in horror as he crawled only a foot or so to get to you, sitting back on his knees as he pulled your lifeless body into his chest, hand burying itself in your locks as his lip quivered, entire body trembling in anguish as he began to cry.

He rocked you in his arms, mumbles of, no, no, no, leaving his lips feverishly along with cries of your name as he pressed an ear against your unmoving chest. What had he done? He didn’t deserve to mourn you, he didn’t deserve to be the one to hold you to his chest as he sobbed, feeling sorry for himself as he lost the most important person in his life, it had been done by his own hands– his own arms. He could practically feel the way your neck gave way under his arm and he felt sick, all he could do was sob.

He remembered your words, the way you’d thought about him right up until your demise, making sure that he knew it wasn’t technically his fault, but it was. There was no way that he could live with himself knowing that he’d been the one to kill you, the love of his life– the person he’d planned on proposing to after this mission. There was no way he could return to your shared home, to a life without you in it and a place that would no longer feel safe when his real home had been demolished within moment, ripped away from him as easily as a natural disaster destroyed livelihoods and he knew that he was a hurricane, a mess of a man that destroyed everything he touched and he should have never allowed himself to have you.. To dream of a life with you, nothing ever worked out for him in the end and he knew that.

He hoped that the President had someone else to come out here in search of Ashley because as far as he was concerned, Leon Kennedy died right here beside you. He was a monster and he deserved to stay that way. He held you, even as he’d given up, even as he resigned himself to his own death in this random village in Spain. He just hoped that he could see you again and repent his mistakes.

a/n: i posted this previously and it lowkey flopped so I’m posted it again, sorry for the angst babes, fluff is coming soon

#resident evil #re4r leon #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon scott kennedy #angst #death #sadness fr #resident evil 4 #resident evil 4 remake #las plagas #plagas leon

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sage-green-matcha · 1 year

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MEAN IT - JACK CHAMPION 🌻

“Maybe that thing you said under your breath, you mean it” - Gracie Abrams 🌞

Content includes: Argument :( but making up after!

My first Jack Drabble/story thing? Anyways, hope you enjoy 🤗🌻

You wrapped yourself in a blanket, wet tears staining your face as Jenna and Mel tried to comfort you. "He's not worth it, you're so much better than him. He was probably just upset. Y/n you're the most selfless person we know" you sniffed, wiping away more tears that fell from your eyes, lightly coating your lashes.

"He's an asshole, and he deserved to be broken up with. He shouldn't have taken his anger out on you" Mel sighed, rubbing your back and handing you a tissue.

You replayed last night's events in your head. Jack had just come home from filming to find you waiting for him, an annoyed look on his face. "You don't usually get home this late" "Just something with my manager, they made me film for more time" You bit your lip, head tilted as he took off his shoes. "You could've texted me, I was worried" "Sorry, I'm not gonna be here all the time Y/n, you know that" his tone was off. He was definitely tired but he had never acted this way towards you. "Why are you acting like this?" You frowned, your feelings hurt. "Forget it Y/n, we're both tired. Let's just go to bed" You furrowed your eyebrows. "What's wrong-?" "I'm not just yours, Y/n...stop being so selfish" he spoke under his breath. It was like a stab to your heart.

It broke out into a big argument, ending up in the two of you breaking up. Jack wasn't the one to continue a fight. You could tell something was really bothering him. But you couldn't unhear his cruel, mumbled words. Selfish...really?

"I feel selfish, I know he meant it. He knows me better than anyone" You cuddled yourself up in a ball, more tears falling. It was like his sentence just got louder in your head. It's all you could hear. You tried to ignore it, but it's all you could think about.

Jack <3

Jack <3: Y/n, please I'm so sorry

I didn't mean anything I said. I'm sorry

Jack <3: I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you

You're the best thing that's ever happened to me

Jack <3: I don't want it to end like this

You stared at the screen. Blue and white light shining on your face as you reread the texts. You weren't sure what to text back, biting your lip as your fingers hovered over the keyboard. "Don't text him back, Y/n" You looked up, Mason snatching your phone from your hands. A sigh escaped your lips, arms crossed as you stumped down in the chair. "I'd expect this from Jenna or Jasmine but not you. Aren't you Jack's friend?" You rolled your eyes, snatching back your phone.

"Taking a friendship break, what he did was fucked up" "Hence why he's not here" Jasmin smiled. "It's been a week! A week! How am I supposed to just ignore him, it was just a fight. There's no way we're officially breaking up because of a small fight" Jenna glanced at you, sorry in her eyes as she looked up at the rest of the group.

"Text him Y/n, I give you permission" You just shook your head. "I don't even know what to say" You slumped over all the way on the couch, closing your eyes as the room filled with sound. "Have you written a song about it?" "Surprisingly, no. But I should"

As soon as you got home you sat down by your piano, your mind scrambled trying to find the right words for the song. Songwriting came to you naturally, so this was frustrating. After a couple of hours of googling words and trying to find the right piano keys, you finished your song. You recorded a quick video to send to your producer, going back to staring at the messages Jack had sent you. This time there was more added, the most recent being him stating that he was coming over to fix his mistake.

Your eyes widened, staring at the messy living room you had let your depressed state ignore. You groaned, picking yourself up to clean up. It wasn't that bad...maybe it was a little bad. But you had the house clean in less than an hour.

You weren't actually expecting him to show up, his face flushed in a guilty look when you opened the door. "I'm sorry Y/n, I can't tell you how much I regret this. I miss you..." he rambled as you zoned out. His words turned into nothingness as you stood there. "Did you actually mean it?" You held back tears as you stood by the door.

"No, what? You're the sweetest, most caring person I've ever met. I don't wanna lose you...I know what I said was fucked up. I was an asshole to you. And you didn't deserve that" His eyes were glossy, looking down at you. You couldn't help but break into a smile as he waited for you to respond.

He was confused but relieved when you pulled him into a hug. "Better be lucky I didn't write a breakup album about you" "Oh yea no, so lucky. But you definitely wrote a song. Didn't you?" "Hmm, maybe just one"

#jack champion #cute #fanfic #celebrities #ethan landry #scream #fiction #avatar #ethan landry x y/n #jack champion x y/n #jack champion x reader #cuteness #drabble #oneshot #jack champion oneshot #gracie abrams #asethics #romantic #taylor swift

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dreamwritersworld · 1 year

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On my own. Finale. (Sully family x reader)

When Y/n flew away she couldn't unhear a voice telling her to turn back...to at least stay for her siblings. Her mind wondered and scrambled everywhere and then…she stopped immediately before turning back to the forest. She was a coward if she thought that running away from her problems like her father did would solve anything.

It reminded her of a troubling moment when Y/n was 10 where she knew she messed up and ran away in a panic…

Y/n messed up when she was singing the traditional songs beside her grandmother, mother, Kiri and elders..it was a big deal! She was along side the generation of women and her voice stood out when she messed up..once the song was over she got out of the crowd and ran into the forest

Lo’ak watched her run away and followed her immediately, when he saw her he witnessed the way she began breathing heavily, struggling to catch a breath

“Y/n whats wrong?! Is it because of the song?! Your ok I didn’t even notice?!”

He was lying but Y/n could Barley even process his words because she was absolutely terrified of her father taking her away and punishing her. He recognized the pacing she was doing, the way her heart beat rapidly..it was a panic attack.

“This is the most embarrassing thing ever! I feel like I just ruined everything!”

“No you didn’t! It’s ok! It’ll all be ok!”

Lo’ak gently reached out for her but she flinched away and he stared at her in shock.

“Are you ok-“

“Yes! I’m fine I-I- just I can’t breath p-properly.”

Her heart and breathing felt heavy, she felt like she was going to pass out. When she was calmed down she didn’t even say anything to Lo’ak..just walked back with her tail between her legs ready to face her father…

She walked right up to him and even shed a few tears right in front of him and Neytiri. She was only eight.

“We will talk when we get home..Why are you crying? You’re a baby.”

Jake knew exactly why. He just knew how to break her slowly and he knew that she was crying because Y/n dreaded anxiously waiting for a hit back home…

While Y/n was flying back home the two parents went to rest but what they hadn’t noticed was three of their children gone in their hammocks…

“shh Lo’ak wake up! Something’s wrong, Y/n left again and this time I don’t think she’s coming back. We must find her.”

Kiri stirred in her sleep waking up to her brothers whispers.

“…ok let’s go what are we waiting for?”

“What are you two doing?”

Both siblings turned with wide eyes

“We are leaving to find Y/n…are you coming?”

Kiri looked down thinking about her sister who gave her chills from hearing the obvious trauma in her voice from the argument with their father.

“yes.”

All three siblings walked out, suited up in hopes of finding Y/n….

(Couple of hours later)

“Can we take a break? Please I’m begging you!”

“It’s only been an hour?!”

Kiri rolled her eyes at Lo’ak who couldn’t fly for at least one more hour.

“Over there! Let’s land on that mountain!”

Y/n was flying back home and she was less than halfway there when she saw familiar looking Ikrans on a mountain..

She was circling them before slowing going down and getting off her ikran.

“What are you three doing?!”

“We are looking for you!” -Neteyam

Y/n backed away from her siblings inching closer.

“I was going to come back home. I promise.”

“Why were you leaving Y/n? What did dad do? Why did he hit you so easily? Wha-what’s going on?”

Kiri turned to Lo’ak with widened eyes frustrated that he ran into questions so quickly.

“…father..he hit me all the time, when no one was there. That’s why it’s so easy. I was leaving to find a new home but…I can’t run away from father, not when I’m leaving you all behind.”

All siblings gasped in disbelief as memories of harmed Y/n flashed by their eyes..how could they not notice?

“..I was mistreated in so many ways I can’t…I can’t even breathe around him anymore. It’s suffocating. When I think about everything that happened, all I can remember is..how he used to make me feel. I fought it off for so long and I’m just tired of having to prove myself. I-I just want him to go away.

All siblings walked to Y/n embracing her in a hug while she cried while Neteyam spoke up for her.

“If you come with us now…we’ll be right behind you sister.”

Y/n’s ears couldn’t believe this..not when the most obeying child said

“How are you guys planning on going against our parents as well?”

“Together.”

“….we’ll basically lose..”

“We’ll do that together too.”

The four teenagers shared a laugh before mustering up the strength to turn back and go back to where they rest.

…see in a way..? Y/n was proving her parents right. She had her siblings protecting her and agreeing to be by her side. To them she still was a monster.

The four of them flew back home doing tricks and turns and for the first time since getting toruk, Y/n felt free once again.

When they arrived home Neteyam noticed the lights on in the home so he told the siblings he’d talk to them while they are to stay put.

Y/n held Kiri’s and Lo’ak’s hand allowing them to rest their heads on her shoulder while she watched the room hoping their wouldn’t be a fallen shadow from being hit.

*away from the siblings*

“Father please ok? I understand you are frustrated at one point I was too ok? Just please let her stay and rest. Please.”

Jake couldn’t even phantom Neteyam’s request..let her stay? When she was ok at hissing and throwing a flame at her own parents?

“Absolutely not. You better not associate with that child Neteyam, you and your siblings are instructed to come inside now and stay. I mean it!”

Neteyam lost patience he couldn’t keep the secret Y/n shared to himself, he wasn’t going to protect the truth.

“Siblings? She is my sibling. You know father..she did try to fix thing with you. To have a ‘happy, healthy relationship’ but it got to the point where healing you, was hurting her. All she wanted was your love and you, to treat her good enough…but that seems to much go ask for, giving up on you was her only choice.”

Neteyam tried his hardest to change his fathers ways by being patient…but another sibling didn’t like settling or dealing with problems on ‘patience’..Lo’ak got up quickly urging Y/n to just stay back and she listened but it doesn’t mean she didn’t watch from a far with another flame lingering in her body.

“I will not have you give me a speech on how I raised my-“

Lo’ak didn’t even hesitate to cut Jake off who was angry towards Neteyam from his ‘allegations’

“Yea well you have a daughter who sincerely believes that you don’t like her…I mean she’s tried to communicate with you but why aren’t you..listening?! You just never listen.”

Jake stood even more stunned at Lo’ak’s words slowly, one by one his children were closing against him.

“…i mean why aren’t you riveted?! Why is this not the most important thing to you?..it’s because you don’t care do you dad? You don’t care if Y/n were to die. You just took the chance on at least leading her to death. All these years, you’ve tried to hit her to death just to kill her slowly. You enjoyed it too-“

A gasp interrupted the conversation..a gasp from Neytiri.

“Ma’Jake is this true?! I-Is this true? I trusted you?!”

Jake felt dejavú all over again except this time he knew exactly how to manipulate Neytiri. She always followed him blindly…Neteyam and Lo’ak were just hoping this time she wouldn’t.

“How could you believe them? They believe her. She tried to kill us and harm this family. I would never do that.”

“Liar! Dad is a liar mother!”

Neytiri wanted to..she had anger towards both her husband and daughter at the moment but what Jake was saying…it was true..or it ‘seemed true’.

“You’re right..”

Lo’ak and Neteyam’s anxious breathe patterns stopped when until Neytiri spoke another word..

“Ma’Jake you are right. Your father would not lie about such a thing, you are to get back to bed and stay. You will no longer talk to Y/-“

“No! You can’t do that! Do not do that!”

All four older people turned to the child who peeked out from the corner of their home..

“Y/n is my sister. She is our sister! Sully’s stick together!”

It was almost as though time stopped and everything felt slow Neteyam’s breathing dropped when he saw his little sister had a bruise on her arm and instead of standing beside Jake…she stood far and it was then that Neteyam picked Tuk up.

“We will stay..we just need to grab a few items that we left on our ikrans…We will be right back.”

Jake and Neytiri’s shoulders relaxed calmed to the fact that their sons gave up on Y/n.

Neteyam wasn’t over even though he dragged Lo’ak away ignoring his pleas to keep fighting.

“Shut up. Just follow me.”

All of the children walked closer to the two sister while Tuk jumped into Y/n’s arms, thanking Eywa she made it home.

“Tuk…do you want to come with us?”

“Where? on an adventure?!”

All siblings turned to their older brother confused and bewildered..

“What do you mean brother? You aren’t leaving..you have a future ahead of you-“

“That doesn’t matter! You guys are my family. We will settle for another clan if we have to but i will not fail you anymore sister, I’m so sorry for turning a blind eye all these years. I made a promise. We will discuss this later but whomever doesn’t want to come can feel free to stay.”

All siblings eagerly tugged on this ikran ready for another flight while Tuk happily joined her big brother getting ready for another adventure…

!💓!

i’m so sorry it took long for this series to come out and end. i didn’t have anything in mind and this was the best I can come up with! I wanted y/n’s truth to come out and I wanted the siblings to still have a bond! You can see that Y/n was close with her siblings throughout this series, with mini interactions! 💓

also I know it might’ve hurt when you realize it started happening to Tuk too…💔

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#angst #jake sully x reader #neteyam x reader #loak x reader #neteyam sully #neytiri sully #sully family x reader #avatar loak #avatar the way of water #sully family x daughter reader #SoundCloud

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mis4dv3nture · 5 months

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𝓛𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓰𝓸

Pairing: Mountain x Phantom

Rating: Explicit

Word count: 2.0k

Tags: mentions of going into heat, first time, spit used as lube, anal fingering, anal sex, dirty talking, praise kink, aftercare (?)

A/N: hi moots here it is I hope u like it :)

Cover image credit: me :)

The pain was tearing him apart from the insides. His lower abdomen felt like it was burning, it was unbearable.

Phantom got out from his bed, dragging himself for the halls of the ministry, looking for help.

What if it was…? No, it couldn't be. It was too early.

Another sharp pain hit him, the poor ghoul was about to cry.

Aurora. He needed to find her, she was his best friend, the only one he was able to talk to.

But where the hell was she?

Phantom kept hobbling around the ministry looking for the ghoulette, when he stumbled across a big ghoul.

<<Hello Bug!>> Mountain greeted him with a sweet smile. His face got immediately concerned after seeing the little ghoul in visible pain.

<<Where's Aurora? I need to talk to her…>> Phantom asked, holding back the tears.

<<She's out with the other ghoulettes… you know… “girls night”…>>

The earth ghoul started getting more and more worried.

Another sharp pain, Phantom almost fell, muttering an unhearable “Fuck”, luckily Mountain held him.

<<Phantom! Oh, Lucifer you're burning! Are you okay?>>

<<It's just… this fucking pain…>> The little ghoul answered massaging his lower abdomen <<I don't know what it is, it hurts so much, I just want it to stop…>>

The earth ghoul slowly lifted him, helping him to get back on his legs, looking at him with a thoughtful expression.

<<And I just feel so… uhm, nevermind, I'm gonna be fine>> Phantom tried to escape, too embarrassed to explain to Mountain what was going on, he just needed to get back to his room.

Maybe it actually was that…

<<Wait!>> The bigger ghoul looked really concerned <<What's going on? Talk to me, Ant, you're worring me!>>

Another sharp pain, a tear rolled down Phantom's cheek.

<<Don't worry, Mount, I'll be alright…>>

He blushed, Mountain looked like he was beginning to understand something.

<<Phant… what were you about to say? You feel so…?>>

The quint ghoul lowered his head, ashamed, he surrendered.

<<Needy…>>

Mountain gave him a tender look, he understood everything.

<<…horny>> Phantom added, covering his face with his hands. The embarrassment almost made him forget about the burning pain in his entire body.

The bigger ghoul gently pushed away his hands from his face, slowly caressing his cheeks.

<<Oh, Bug…>> his voice was warm, the look on his face sweeter than honey <<…looks like your heat just started earlier than we expected>>

Well, it actually was that.

Phantom felt like crying, “I think so” he muttered, too ashamed to say anything else.

<<There's nothing to be ashamed of>> Mountain reassured him.

His hands slowly started sliding down the quint ghoul’s body.

<<I can help you with that…>> he said, his tone got even warmer <<…but only if you really want to>>

Phantom nodded, desperate, the bigger ghoul's hands gently caressing his hips were driving him insane, the burning need in his lower abdomen making him forget about all of his shame.

Mountain’s room smelled like fresh grass, coffee with cinnamon and late fall evening.

Phantom would have loved to drown in that scent, his back pressed against the wall, the bigger ghoul kissing him. The sweet taste of those lips was already a relief from the pain, but still wasn't enough.

The earth ghoul suddenly pulled away from the kiss, his hands moved lower from the little ghoul's waist, finding him painfully hard in his pants.

<<Oh, you really weren't lying when you told me you're feeling needy>>

Phantom blushed again, looking away from Mountain, he closed his eyes, still too embarrassed.

<<Bug? Something’s wrong?>> Mountain got a bit worried, the quint ghoul looked uncomfortable.

<<It's just that… I feel so ashamed, I've never ever done anything like this before, I…>>

The earth ghoul interrupted him with another kiss, he kept massaging the little ghoul through his pants while slowly caressing his lips with his tongue. A soft, desperate whimper slipped out from the quint ghoul, Mountain seemed to enjoy it.

<<You don't need to be ashamed about this>> The bigger ghoul tried to reassure him.

<<You've… never even touched yourself?>>

The little ghoul shook his head, even more embarrassed.

<<Oh, you're so innocent, Bug. I promise, I’ll make it feel good>>

He didn't stop touching him.

<<It's completely normal to feel like this. But it won't get better if you don't let it go>>

His voice was deep, warm, teasing. Phantom thought he couldn't get harder than this, he was clearly wrong.

<<Enjoy yourself, Bug, enjoy using me, I'll do whatever you want>>

The quint ghoul took a deep breath, he finally opened his eyes to stare at Mountain's body, needy, ravenous, painfully horny.

<<Come on Phantom, let yourself go>>

The little ghoul grabbed him by the shoulders, flipping their roles and pinning him against the wall, he kissed him again, devouring his mouth like a starved man, getting him moaning against his lips.

<<I want, mh, I want to take you>>

The earth ghoul smiled.

<<I wanna know if the rumors about you are true>>

<<What rumors?>> The earth ghoul asked, pretending he didn't know.

<<Oh, you already know you big bastard>>

Phantom frenetically unzipped the earth ghoul's jeans, freeing him from his boxers. Turned out the rumors where more than true.

He looked surprised, Mountain chuckled.

<<Guess you'll need to get prepared for it, huh?>>

<<That's what you're gonna do for me then>> The quint ghoul spat out <<You said you were gonna make it feel good, then do it, make me feel good>>

The little ghoul smirked, while grinding against the bigger’s thigh searching for some friction, all of his shyness magically fading away.

He didn’t even notice Mountain staring at him in total admiration while undressing him, the earth ghoul just rapidly threw his own clothes on the floor before devouring Phantom with his eyes, then gently pushing him towards the bed.

The little ghoul shivered at the feeling of the fresh sheets, Mountain got on top of him, kissing him again, caressing his body, muttering praises against his lips.

Phantom held him by his waist, still rubbing himself against the bigger ghoul's thigh, quietly moaning against those soft lips, taking and enjoying all the praises that slipped out from them.

<<Do it. Get me ready. I want you, I need you Mount, please…>>

The earth ghoul answered with a warm smile, he pulled away from that position, setting himself between Phantom's legs. He sucked two of his fingers, coating them in his own saliva, before starting teasing the little ghoul's entrance. A sweet moan slipped out from him, the cold of the earth ghoul's spit felt insanely good against the warmth of his skin. Mountain slowly slided a finger inside of him, the quint ghoul whined. It stung, it was painful, a tear almost slipped from his eye.

<<Such a good boy>> Mountain praised him, slowly caressing the soft skin of his inner thigh with his free hand.

<<You're doing so well, doing so well for me>>

He reached for the little ghoul's aching erection, giving him a few strokes paying attention to the look on his face: when he started looking more relaxed like the pain was beginning to fade away, he slowly started curling his finger inside of him.

Phantom had never felt anything like this before. Always too ashamed to even touch himself, he got used to always ignore that feeling, often going to sleep with a still raging erection, humping a pillow in search of some relief.

Mountain slipped in another finger, this time the stinging sensation almost immediately went away.

<<So wet…>>

The earth ghoul started slowly scissoring his fingers.

<<Even more wet than a water ghoul… you sure you've never done anything like this before?>>

Phantom couldn't really understand him. The earth ghoul's fingers moving deep inside of him, those lazy strokes on his length, he couldn't help but take it and moan, finally starting to let himself go under the bigger ghoul's skilled touch.

He barely gave him the time to slide a third finger inside of him.

<<Wanna ride you>> Phantom looked at him, desperate, needy, he talked to him with a shaking high-pitched voice.

<<Oh, Bug… Are you sure about it? Thats… that’s a lot to take, and this is your first time, why don't you just let me- >>

<<Please, Mount, I'm ready, let me do it>>

<<Alright>> Mountain gently slipped his fingers out from the little ghoul, who sighed at the sudden loss.

<<But I want you to promise me that you'll stop whenever it hurts>>

<<Don't worry Mount, I'll tell you>> Phantom promised, just before giving the bigger ghoul another sweet, wet kiss.

Mountain laid on his back, he slowly guided the little ghoul by his hips on top of him.

Phantom took a deep breath before starting to sink on the bigger ghoul's length.

It really was a lot.

He suffocated a small cry, he went down another few inches.

<<Look at me, Bug>> Mountain talked to him with the sweetest voice ever, his hands still firm on his hips.

<<Take your time, you're doing so good>>

Another deep breath, Phantom relaxed while Mountain reached him with an hand to give him a few more strokes. He almost sank down his entire erection, the earth ghoul moaned louder than he expected at that sudden feeling.

<<So good, huh, you feel so good around me- oooh…>>

The quint ghoul completly took his lenght inside of him, heavily breathing with his eyes closed, biting his lips, he whined, so full of the earth ghoul.

After a few seconds he slowly started moving, one Mountain's hand guiding his moves, the other one jerking him a bit faster.

<<Fuck, you- oooh you feel so tight…>>

Phantom wasn't really able to answer, he just kept moving on the bigger ghoul, loud rambling moans slipping out from him. His head started spinning, he rolled back his eyes, as he felt Mountain hitting a sweet spot deep inside of him.

<<Oh, good boy, aaah, such a good boy, taking me so well>>

The quint ghoul felt a hot sensation building in his lower stomach.

<<Look at yourself, Bug- mmmh>>

Mountain kept praising him, giving him more and more pleasure.

<<Bug, you're so perfect for me, it's just your first time and you're already taking me like you were made for my cock…>>

The grip of Phantom's hand's on the earth ghoul's waist got tighter.

<<Mount, huh…>>

<<Yes, Bug?>>

<<Uhm, I think I'm close…>>

<<Pretty close too- aaah Bug…>>

Mountain started following the little ghoul's movements with his hips.

<<So fucking close, oooh do it Bug, let yourself go, make a mess for me>>

Another hit on that perfect spot, Phantom started seeing stars.

<<Mount- oooh, Mount…>>

<<Cum for me, Bug>>

And the little ghoul came, shouting Mountain's name, while the earth ghoul shot warm sweet pleasure inside of him, muttering “I love you”s, whimpering the little ghoul's name.

Phantom laid on Mountain's chest, smiling, still drunk of his recent orgasm.

<<You did so good, Bug>>

The earth ghoul kindly caressed his hair.

<<How's your heat going now? Still feeling that pain?>>

<<Oh, I feel so much better now>>

The little ghoul looked happier then ever.

<<Thanks Mount>>

The bigger ghoul sticked a little kiss on his forehead, before trying to get up from the bed.

<<Let me go get a towel, so I can properly clean y- >>

Phantom immediately pinned him down, spreading his legs apart, gently teasing his entrance with the tip of his finger.

<<Where do you think you're going?>>

He grinned, Mountain blushed.

<<My turn now>>

He spat on his finger, slowly sticking it inside the earth ghoul's hole, making him moan at that sudden feeling.

<<I'm not done with you yet.>>

#ghost #the band ghost #phantom ghoul #mountain ghoul

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cloudninetonine · 4 months

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Hiya! Do you have any voice headcanons for the chain? In my head Sky always sounds like Vilhelm Blomgren cuz I hop onto that headcannon that Sky has a swedish accent :>

That is such a beautiful headcanon and I will now be stealing it PIUFGPI I've always been a lover of Swedish or Welsh Sky supremecy so this is perfect

It took me a while to pin point what I think they'd all sound like and here is the list, I've put them down to characters so it;s a little easier to find their voices!

Time - The Hound from Game of Thrones (Deep and brooding Scottish accent)

Wars - Arthur from BBC’s Merlin (Medieval city boy /lh He's speaks with a well pronounced accent and I feel he lowkey just fits Arthur)

Twilight - Gwaine from BBC’s Merlin (Y'all can stab me all you want but I will ride the Irish Twi wagon till the day I DIE)

Sky - Pelle Midsommar (Vilhelm Blomgren, as you said!)

Legend - Lewis from H20 (Me and my gf have a headcanon of the Downfall Hyrule being like Australia and so this is where I stand. She suggested Lewis and I was like "He's perfect." - Also mermaids)

Hyrule - Hozier (Hyrule was originally gonna be Aussie too but I couldn't find a good voice and I was also like "He's not even Hylian so..." and he definitely shares forest cryptid vibes with Hozier)

Wild - Richter Belmont Castlevania (They have a similar tone of confidence and sass I just can't unhear it)

Four - Jojen Game of Thrones (Or mostly Thomas Brodie, they both of a similar youthness and nerdiness to them, I'm not sorry)

Wind - Buddy from Belfast (squeaky but joyful and strong, it probably wouldn't be as squeaky 'cause he's older now but you know PIYGDP)

Special addition -

First - Tristan from Stardust (Speaks well but not a posh man, just a fella who knows how to be polite (I haven't watched this movie in a long while if I'm remembering wrong my bad honestly PIFUGP))

And we already have canon voices for Kori and Courage!

#cloud answers #anon asks #linked universe headcanons

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scarletlich · 2 years

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Heyo you offered to talk about the memes in the Chinese dsmp community and yup here I am to listen bc this is cool (also the fact that tommy is sometimes legit called child is fucking hilarious to me lol)

I will first add a slight disclaimer, I have been less active lately in Chinese dsmp community (wow back in the day I was part of a translation team too...) so my memes may be a bit outdated.

For some context, I'll explain a bit about how bilibili is structured. Here's a screenshot from Dream's 1v4 Manhunt Finale. As you can see, there are bullet comments on top of the video (if you scroll down there will also be comments below the video like on YouTube), sort of like chat on streams. Some of the bullet comments have lots of likes, such as the one with a yellow thumbs up next to it (it says ***At this point Antfrost is secretly doing something***).

The ones I have been keeping up with the most on bilibili were Dream's manhunts and Technoblade, so there'll probably be more of their memes in this list.

muffinhead 松饼脑袋 this actually means pancake head, one of the initial translators mistakenly translated muffin as pancake but it stuck and is now a meme. Also theoretically they could've used 头 instead of 脑袋 but that also stuck.

Dream's opening "only X% aren't subscribed": 白嫖不分国界 "getting/taking things for free is an international activity". When you watch a video on bilibili without leaving a like or coins (which you get for free by logging in) or subscribing it's described as taking something for free.

There's a specific type of meme called 空耳 (lit: empty ear) which is how people mishear English. These are a bit hit or miss for me since I am a native English speaker as well, but here's a couple more common ones:

"leave me alone" sounds like 李云龙 Li Yunlong (1919-1965) who was a general in the People's Liberation Army and there was a movie made about him in 2005 I believe.

In the manhunt where the hunters get enchanted diamond armor Bad excitedly chants "shiny squad! shiny squad!" but viewers in the bullet comments misheard this as "Chinese squad". After seeing that comment I couldn't unhear it either.

半条命 "half a life" Every time Dream has half a heart left somebody will come up with a fancy title to describe the scenario, and people will spam 封印解除 "the seal (on his power/skill) has been broken". Examples of titles: 半条命：亡命天涯 "Half a Life: Death at the Cliffs/Edge of the Sky" 半条命：山谷危机 "Half a Life: Danger in the Canyon" (these are pretty mediocre examples, there are better ones but I can't think of them right now)

D道站 (since dream is also shortened to D) is a pun off of 地道战, a 1966 classic Chinese movie about the Sino-Japanese War, it means tunnel warfare and is used for whenever Dream tunnels around during manhunt.

They also have the dudududu meme, of course. They call it 松饼处刑曲, "muffin" sentencing (like sentencing a crime) song

Techno was a known fan of the esports donghua (donghua is to China as anime is to Japan) The King's Avatar 《全职高手》 and talked about it onstream before, he even read the entire over thousand chapter webnovel. In fact, fans found his comments on the English translation and he was in the novel's Discord server (it was linked to his Discord account iirc so it was him). He also once made his nick on hypixel OneAutumnLeaf referencing 一叶知秋, the main character's original username. (Sidenote I remember getting salty when people were commenting "webnovel? just say fanfiction" it's not fanfiction! it's original fiction! just because webnovels aren't a thing in the US... no need to say it in such a disparaging way... anyway...)

Of course Chinese fans would know about his memes with Sun Zi (Sun Tzu but modern transliteration) and The Art of War, as well as when he intentionally misquotes. The Republic-era author 鲁迅 Lu Xun is also often misquoted as a meme so these jokes often appear 鲁迅：这个我熟 "Lu Xun: I am familiar with this (experience of being misquoted)". Sometimes people comment on how incredibly long the English translation of Sun Zi's lines are.

中国文化传播大使 Techno is jokingly called Ambassador of Spreading Chinese Culture because of his usage of The Art of War, and to be honest he really truly understood the concepts he quoted lmao, he used them very well.

日常和粉丝互相80 Techno and his fans bully each other on the daily

There was that time Techno described Dream as a 刑天 Xingtian, a Chinese mythological warrior who was beheaded and then basically has eyes where his nipples are and a mouth on his stomach, so Chinese fans sometimes call him the green Xingtian, they also call him 晴天娃娃 which is actually a Japanese thing, they look like this:

Skeppy often starts and ends his videos with things like "like or die tmr" and the bullet comments will spam 永久反弹 which means "eternal reflection", its basically just a "no u"

On funny interactions/bullying between Phil and his "sons" or Wilbur and Fundy, commenters like to spam 父慈子孝 which is a Chinese idiom meaning "compassionate father and filial son(s)"

I might add to this post in reblogs if I remember any more memes unique to Chinese fandom. I am not active on lofter dsmp circles (which you can think of as equivalent to tumblr) or weibo (analogous to twitter), only bilibili (similar to youtube) so that's where my memes come from.

#dream smp #dsmp #dreamwastaken #technoblade #skeppy #badboyhalo #wilbur soot #philza #itsfundy #antfrost #long post #chinese dsmp fandom

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modern eddie, smut, weed

Eddie Munson was inspired by his three favorite things: you, weed, and music.

Specifically, a line from an old Kanye song (he knew you'd huff at him for it, snapping at him about how gross he was for that, but he couldn't unhear the song from ten years ago). Sitting there, opening a fresh baggie, ready to roll it. Inspiration struck.

"Hey, why don't you lay down in front of me, babe?" Eddie grinned, a tiny little smirk that usually meant he was up to no good.

"Why?" Your nose scrunched, brow raising in question.

Eddie shrugged. "Got an idea. Wanna see if it works."

"What kind of idea, Eddie?" You glared at him lightly.

"You'll like it. Just lay down in front of me." Eddie patted the spot between his legs.

You lied down on your stomach, his hands pulling you back so your legs were over his hips, ass inches away from his crotch. You hid back a grin, look back at him over your shoulder. "What are you doing?" You giggled.

"Just stay still." Eddie pushed your his t-shirt up, revealing your panty clad ass, high cut and cheeky, leaving most of your cheeks exposed to him. He fought back the urge to grab it, squeeze it knowing you would wiggle away from him.

Instead, he laid the papers on the top of your tail bone, the baggie in his hand, propping his phone up next to him so it caught the entire angle.

"While you're back there why don't you gimme a massage?" You smirked, wiggling your hips back further towards his groin. You knew that massage would always lead to your legs in the air, Eddie pounding into you.

"I will, just let me finish this." Eddie smoothed a hand over the fleshy skin of your cheek.

"What are you doing?" You moved to look over your shoulder. "Thought you were rolling me a joint-"

"-I am, baby, just relax f'me." Eddie cooed, a hand rubbing up and down the cool cotton of your t-shirt. "I gotcha."

You blushed, melting into the mattress. Your chin propped on your hand while you scrolled through TikTok. You could feel the tickle of the papers, Eddie's fingers light and delicate on your ass, but you didn't ask. Until...

"Ro-Ro-Roll my weed on it, that's on ass tray."

Eddie's cackle followed, holding his phone close to him, the sound repeating over and over and over. "Did you just record that?" You frowned, pushing up on your forearms.

"Yeah-Wait!" Eddie pushed your tailbone, lowering you back onto the mattress. Your tummy fluttered at the movement, one he only did when he wanted you flat on the mattress while he was fucking you from behind.

"Don't move, I'm almost done." Eddie grinned.

You huffed, plopping back down on your arms. "Did you just record my ass?"

"Yeah." Eddie snorted with a laugh. "Rolling my weed on it, that's an ass tray, baby."

You rolled your eyes. "That's so dumb. You're so dumb."

Eddie shrugged lightly. "Yeah? Well it worked." He crawled over your body, pressing himself to he laid on your back, dangling the joint in front of you. You smiled. "Light it up and I'll give you that massage."

You laid on your ass still, inhaling the joint, passing it to Eddie while his hands worked down your back, over your hips, massaging the fatty flesh of your ass, fingers tickling and teasing your clothed slit.

You lifted your hips up, whining into the mattress, his thumb pressing over your clit, circling it lightly. "Keep doing that please." You huffed, pouty and a little whiney.

"Alright, I gotcha, baby. Roll over for me." Eddie patted your hip softly. "I'll take care of ya."

#vivisblurbgame #oneforthemunny #munnytalks #modern!eddie munson

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elizabethrobertajones · 19 days

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"I'm so relieved to have you at my side, my loves," G'raha declared. "The fate of the star was not just in my hands, but yours too, and I cannot say how proud I am of us."

"Even me?" asked Frog, as Erenville rolled his eyes and tried not to look affected by the praise, despite the please twitch of his ears.

"Even you and the Gleaners did your part, Bounding Frog."

Day 5: Alternate Universe | In Another Life

"Oh, I don't think much about alternate universes except joke ones where Frog runs off with the Fuath but there's not like any lore or anything - Oh my god that one time Frog trolled Erenville by pretending to be a new Gleaner." *immediately comes up with 3 pages of backstory*

Anyway meet fucked up Allagan bloodline Erenville, Gleaner Frog and Warrior of Light G'raha :D (I really ought to have made Frog's colour scheme without the pink but it's so much a part of her I forgot it's from her Azem legacy until long after I posed and took the picture :P Really, G'raha should have pink highlights and a pink eye since I only have 1 canon Azem who is the forebear of any WoL in any AU I have and they have the Blessing of Pastel Pink Aesthetics they pass on)

Not a canon relationship as of the current waning days of Endwalker we're in and I can feel Frog trying to kill me with her mind for putting her this close to Erenville because this is currently her Nemesis and I am being a very bad blorbo caretaker by shipping them before plot has elapsed... But Erenville doesn't scare me as much as Y'shtola does so I can get away with it as long as Frog can't become so OP she can reach out of the fourth wall and murder me :P May be a level 100 ability but I hope the narrative gives me an opportunity to set her up with Erenville before then. And of course I ship G'rerenville 5eva.

WoL!G'raha's special interest wouldn't just be Allagan horrors but ALL the horrors and he'd know the most about manipulating aether for combat against primals and how to kill them all. It's joked that Hydaelyn blessed him with the Echo because she wanted to spare him bothering Krile with any more questions and tests and puzzles, and gave him the Blessing of Light so he could go off and do his own research. He made a beeline for the Scions of the Seventh Dawn and became their champion with a try hard attitude and known for his enthusiastic thumbs up whenever tasked with the hardest task.

Erenville diligently and quietly studied all he could on Allagan Horrors to learn what his family's dark secret was, but never made it too well known why he was studying it, or that his one gold one red eyes were anything strange. However, his quiet competence got him sent to Erozea to help Rammbroes, and despite all his attempts to lay low, he found himself there at the unlocking of the Crystal Tower, learning way too much about himself in front of people who couldn't unhear it, and pushed along by an over-enthusiastic Warrior of Light who could not shut up about how great an advantage such a magical connection could be. Still, Erenville is calm and professional and when the time came and he knew there was no other way, he shooed the Sons of St Coinach out of the Tower and looked almost dispassionately over his shoulder to G'raha and bid him farewell.

The Exarch was, of course, 1000x more impenetrably vague and annoying but - and this was rather difficult for the Exarch to handle - the huge dark ears sticking out of his hood did give G'raha a hint about who he may be dealing with, though he suspected all sorts of terrible things like Allagan clone or robot and so on before daring to hope it was truly Erenville - when he realised the plan was to tidily pack himself and the Light away with a minimum of melodrama and fuss. This was mostly because of the extremely intricate plans for running the Crystarium in his absence that Erenville had bequeathed before they left for Mt Gulg. It was all just too like him.

G'raha made a ten times more melodramatic intervention while actively coughing up Light everywhere, but Emet-Selch is going to Emet-Selch and can't stand the Warrior of Light being as big a drama queen as he is so he just shoots Erenville and kidnaps him to the Tempest because he's fed up of G'raha talking and posing. A rescue was mounted, love confessed, everyone forgave everyone and cried a lot etc etc.

Erenville joined the Scions after that and provided a sensible counterpoint, inexplicably becoming close to Alisaie (she reminds him of Wuk Lamat but he still hasn't disclosed an onze of backstory).

When they come to Sharlayan for help to stop the final days, they meet an over-worked but still cheerful Gleaner who can lift a whole Troll over her shoulder, and is very helpful and friendly winking and showing them the secret paths. Of course, Bounding Frog is a born Gleaner - she's loved animals forever and had mapped the whole mountain ecosystem around her home village. Sent to Sharlayan by her parents to study the things she loves, she'd quickly risen through the ranks of the Gleaners to become one of their trustiest hands.

She did see through G'raha hopping around as a frog instantly, and on hearing of the incident Erenville only wryly said "I'm sure I could have played a better toad." This could not be disputed, as Y'shtola refused to cast the spell frivolously to settle their debate.

Frog kept in contact and kept them updated on events in Sharlayan once they left to take the fight to the Telophoroi and kept them updated on the Blasphemies once the final days began; by the time G'raha returned from Elpis having learned of an Azem somehow even more annoying that the most annoying interpretation of Azem you've previously heard of, they had all become very fond of one another. By the time they set off for the stars, G'raha and Erenville had admitted to each other they both had a huge crush on the huge Gleaner, and she in turn was waiting for their return more anxious for them than the entire fate of the star.

And of course once they came back from Ultima Thule, Frog's only problem was working out which one of them to smooch first, before carrying G'raha off somewhere quiet to sit and hug and be extremely relieved and happy together :')

#ffxivpolyamoryweek2024 #ffxivpolyamweek24 #endwalker spoilers #erenville #g'raha tia #bounding frog #gpose #my stuff

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