#If I'm being honest I really like the idea of these guys having an extremely tangled relationship

[pass1onepr1ncess]

Source Memories

I wanted to gather all my thoughts and find a place to put down everything that I remember about source, and I know people love headcanons posts on this site and this is kinda like that in a way so I figured "Why the hell not?" I would like to add that while these are from my memories of the events of Vento Aureo, some of them are also from my life afterwards. I don't have a ton of memories from after we all left Rome, but there's a couple. I stayed in Naples for about a year after that, but then I left and never saw any of them again, so.

Giorno

He was already pretty tall at 15. I think he was, like, 5"9'? I didn't know at the time, but now that I have extra knowledge I'm fairly sure it's because of the Dio/Jonathan genes. Those guys were fucking huge. I wouldn't be surprised if Giorno had grown up to be at least 6"0. However, I left Naples around the time we both turned 17 and he was about 5"11', so not quite. But again, I left and we were both still growing.

He wasn't white. He didn't have a whole lot of Japanese features from his mom, but his skin tone was one of them. He was more tanned than myself, which to be honest wasn't saying much but y'know. He wasn't the darkest either, though. In fact, he was still on the lighter side of the group.

His hair was extremely voluminous. And shiny. I think I only ever saw him take out his braid once, but oh my God. I think I asked him if he used a hair mask or something and he said no but that he used coconut oil, I think.

I don't think he was an actual vampire like his father, I don't think it was really genetic. Not in my source, anyway. But he did have a set of fucking canines on him. Also, he yawns like a cat. Narancia and I watched him do it once and saw his teeth and looked at each other because I don't think either of us had ever seen anyone with teeth closer to fangs than Giorno's.

He liked humming things. I don't really know what music he was thinking about or if it was even actual songs he was humming, but he hummed little tunes a lot. It wasn't very loud, and I could tell it was just to himself. He had a smooth humming voice, though. It made me wonder what he would sound like if he ever sang, but I never got the chance to hear that.

He was one of the few people in the group who didn't drink. Pretty sure Bruno offered him some wine once, but he turned it down and said that he didn't drink. That was the only thing he ever said about it, though.

Gay trans man. You could see his top surgery scars from the window in his shirt he always kept open.

Bruno

I don't think he had ever lived there, but you could tell by his physique and facial features that his family was extremely Greek. Also, Bruno was probably the palest out of all of us. He spent more time than the others in the turtle both to guard me and to keep out of the sun. And even when he went out, he put on sunscreen almost everytime he left. I never saw him get burned, but that could also just be because he was careful. Not sure if he really was prone to sunburn or if he was just overly-cautious. I wouldn't put it past him either way.

He was very strict. I didn't know any of them that much at all while I was with all of them, despite everything that happened. Bruno made sure that we were all aware that I was "The Mission" and that none of them were supposed to get close to me or get attached. He made sure I knew, as well. Told me not to talk to them too much so I wouldn't form a bond with them. However, things obviously changed after Venice. But by then, we hardly had time to talk at all. In the end, I didn't know Bruno that much before he died, but I could tell that he started to care about me despite being the one who insisted I was off-limits. I know the fandom likes the idea of him being an adoptive father to me, but to be honest he felt more like a protecticve older brother.

His eyes were a very dark blue that very much seemed almost black in the shadow. But when we were outside, you could tell that they were more of a deep cerulean.

He was hopelessly in love with Leone. Had absolutely no chance of hiding it even if he wanted to, and he didn't want to. He would look at her like Flynn Ryder looked at Rapunzel in the floating lights scene in Tangled. Leone wasn't fond of PDA, so they never actually even showed many signs of their relationship even with their own squad around. But you could tell from Bruno alone that they had something special. I remember before everything really got dangerous, seeing him look at her like that made me hope that I'd find someone like that someday.

That little black part of his suit wasn't lingerie. Not in my source, at least. The way it moved with his clothes made it clear that it wasn't a tattoo, either. It was just a part of his shirt.

His zippers didn't leave scars unless the parts he had unzipped were left unzipped for too long. The longer they were unzipped, the more prominent the scars were. I had/have (in headspace) the one on my wrist, and it's pretty prominent because 1) the zipping wasn't the original cause of the injury and 2) the zipper popped when he died and before Giorno brought him back. The scars they left behind were also zipper-shaped. Like the teeth, I mean.

He liked being near the ocean. I think the sound of it put him at ease and helped clear his mind or something, I'm not entirely sure. He just liked being by the water. It wasn't the same if we were more inland with rivers or something. He just seemed more relaxed when we were specifically by the sea. I didn't know why back then, but now I know that it must've reminded him of home.

Leone

Black transwoman. It was never my business what surgeries she had, but I know she was on HRT. She wore her hair in micro braids, and her roots were a much darker purple than her braids. I'm pretty sure her hair was naturally purple, but it was braided with yarn which is where that lavender color came from. She was the second darkest in the group.

She... didn't talk much. Much preferred her own company over anyone else's- except for Bruno, but she never liked to be too close with him while anyone else was in the room. If I didn't talk much with anyone else in the group, I hardly spoke to Leone at all. But even then, I think we both knew that amidst the group of almost all men, we both shared a bond since we were the only two girls. Since she didn't talk much and I wasn't allowed to talk, there were times where we would be listening to the boys' conversation and hear something strange and we would both look at each other from across the room in that gossipy sort of "Did you hear that, too?" kind of way. But, that was kind of the extent of my interactions with Leone. I'm sure if we were given the chance, we would've gotten along. She probably could've been a really cool older sister.

She really liked her wine. I don't think there was a moment at any point on the trip when she was with us that there wasn't at least one bottle of red wine among the group at least. She would sometimes send Mista or Narancia to get extra bottles when she was running low. Bruno said something at one point about her drinking on a mission, but she waved him off and reassured him that she'd be fine. She spaced her glasses out just enough that she wouldn't get drunk, so I can only assume she'd been used to drinking on the job and knew how to handle herself. She offered me a glass once. In any other circumstances I might've accepted, but I was too on-edge and paranoid then. I wanted to stay as alert as I could be, even before the whole San Giorgio Maggiore debacle. Bruno reprimanded her for offering it to me, though. Said that I was too young to drink. She said that he doesn't seem to mind Fugo, Mista, or Narancia drinking, and he replied with something about it being different with them. That I had a whole life ahead of me that didn't need to be tainted with alcohol. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I had already drank with my mother before.

I never left the turtle when we were in Sardinia. Bruno had instructed me to stay put and that they'd let me know when we were safely off the island. When everyone else came back, no one told me what had happened. Not specifically, just that they ran into some trouble. Hardly any of them even spoke to each other for the first few hours on the boat. But when we left without Leone and when I saw everyone's expressions, I knew. It was a weird feeling because I remember thinking to myself that I was grateful that Bruno had told me not to get attached. I was grateful I didn't know her, but I still felt sad. It definitely hit Bruno the hardest. Narancia was more outwardly expressive with his feelings, but I could tell Bruno was... I don't even know how to describe it. He just looked miserable, like someone had just ripped a piece of his soul from him. Giorno checked on me a couple times, I think we were in a similar boat (metaphorically speaking). He had only joined the squad for a little bit, so he also wasn't entirely close to Leone. He was the only one in a semi-stable frame of mind to be checking up on others. Mista just sat off to the side by himself, taking apart his pistol and putting it back together again over and over. The Sex Pistols were worried about him, but he ignored them until it was time to feed them.

Fugo

There's gonna be so little about him on this list because we hardly spoke at all before Venice and then he left and I never saw him again so... Idk.

He made it clear by his facial expressions that he did NOT like me. Like a mixture of anger and suspicion. I knew this even before reading PHF, but reading the book and getting his perspective on it made a lot of things make sense. He was suspicious because I didn't talk and was distant, especially considering I was related to The Boss. I understand, and I don't blame him. I kinda wish I could talk to him again and explain myself a bit, but I think Sheila E helped him understand my side a bit as well even thought I never met her. I'm sure the events of PHF did happen in my source, but I wasn't around to witness them. I left Naples before it all went down, I never saw Fugo again after Venice.

I think he had the same feelings towards me as he did towards Giorno. We were both New(TM) and I think he was both upset that his routine and daily life had been disrupted and changed and also just generally suspicious of us.

Out of everyone, he seemed closest to Leone. He obviously had a bond with Bruno, as did everyone else on the team, but he stuck around Leone like he was her clingy younger brother. She didn't seem to mind, which I was a bit surprised about given how she was. I'm sure she might've protested at some point, but I guess they had been teamed together long enough that she gave up trying to push him away and got used to it. They kinda looked like that "Excuse me, he asked for no pickles" meme lmao.

Mista

He was. Really creepy towards me. Not excessively so, like he wasn't being a weirdo in general he just. It was clear that the only other woman he had ever really actually hung out with was Leone and he didn't really know how to process that I had boobs or that I showed a lot of skin in my outfits. I know he didn't mean to be so weird about it, but it was enough that I have a permanent distaste for him. Like the time in the van when he was whispering (badly whispering, btw, I could hear every word) to Fugo about my boobs and I just kept looking out the window pretending I couldn't hear because I felt so awkward and gross about it. I kept wishing Leone would take her headphones off and smack him or something, anything to make him shut up. And then Bruno slammed on the brakes and Fugo went flying into my chest and gratefully he was normal about it and tried to apologize and I think he felt just as awkward and embarassed about it as I did- but then Mista had to make it even weirder for all of us! He just. I didn't like him and I still don't. Not all Mistas, just the one from my source. He makes me wildly uncomfortable and the fact that he was 18 while I was 15 makes it. I just try not to think about it!

He smelled, like, REALLY bad. He constantly smelled like sweat and onions but then he would douse himself in an UNGODLY amount of Calvin Klein cologne to cover it up like that was an acceptable replacement for a shower. But then the cologne was just too much and it smelled like chemicals. Also, those pants were real zebra leather. Do you have any idea how insane you have to be to wear actual leather pants in summer? In Italy?? In Naples????? We swapped bodies and I swear to God this man's legs were drenched with sweat and the leather would stick to the skin and it was a HORRID sensory experience. Not to mention the fact that he was also even weirder about him being in MY body.

The Sex Pistols were pretty cool, at least. They were fun to talk to. I'd give them snacks sometimes when Mista wasn't around because he didn't like them eating when it wasn't meal time.

I'm, like, 95% sure he did actually have OCD. It wasn't just the 4s thing, either. Sometimes he would have to spin the cylinder of his pistol a few times before it "felt right" so he could actually shoot. Or turning a doorknob multiple times before opening the door, or retracing his steps on the sidewalk before moving forward. I don't mean this in a bad way, I just genuinely think he had OCD and that's okay. If he did, it's not like it was his fault.

Pretty sure he was cishet. Or maybe not straight, but I'm fairly sure he was cis. But also, I didn't know much about any of them and could be absolutely wrong! Also he was some kind of latino but I never asked about specifics so that's all I know.

Narancia

Nara is the hardest to think about, I think. I've always thought that if we were given the chance to have known each other in any other context that we could've been really good friends. Maybe even more? I'm not even sure myself, to be honest, But I know I have strong feelings about him. He ignored Bruno's whole spiel about not getting attached to The Mission and would sneak into the turtle to hang out with me. It was fun. He kept me company, which was nice because I was so intensely bored. The guys didn't give me anything to do other than just sit around in the turtle, but I know even then that I was having a better time than they were, so I can't exactly complain.

He let me in on a decent chunk of the gang gossip. Not a whole lot, but he told me about Polpo and the arrow before it became a whole thing. He didn't know about the whole Requiem thing, but he knew the arrow gave people stands. It was how he got Aerosmith when he first joined the gang.

He was Indian, I'm pretty sure. and Genderfluid. I don't know what his sexuality was, but I think he may have had a crush on me? Like I said before, I don't know. There was, maybe the start of something between us that we didn't have enough time for. Too much going on at the time for that.

He had already seemed keen on wanting to befriend me even before we got to Venice, but he seemed to stick pretty close after we left the Church. I didn't know then about the "Trish is me" thing because I was unconscious for that, but it was clear that his motivations had changed from "I'm going to protect you because I was told to" to "I'm going to protect you because I understand you." He was almost always in arms length of me after that, like if he got too far he wouldn't be able to save me. Which is kinda funny considering that his stand was long distance, but it was sweet.

Given that he was the only one in the gang who had genuinely tried to form a connection with me despite the circumstances- and specifically the way it happened- his death hit me the hardest. He was going on about how he wanted to go back to school and all these things he wanted to do when we got back and then all of a sudden just. He was gone. I was homeschooled before my mother got sick, and I didn't really have any friends. Narancia was the first person who I felt somewhat close to, someone I could call a friend. And even though I knew him for a very short time, he impacted me in a way that only my mother had before. And yet, when he died, I couldn't cry. I was too scared and on edge and Aware that Diavolo was nearby. But a few months later when Giorno and Mista helped to set up a funeral, when I saw how empty the church was and how Mista and Giorno were the only ones there, I broke down. He was right, we were extremely similar. Just like me, he lost the people who cared about him and was betrayed by people he thought he could trust. And he was so bright, despite it all. Even though he had been hurt, he still carried a smile and tried to make his friends laugh. He didn't let his pain dampen his positivity, and he was hopeful to the very end. And the fact that he was the one in a casket when I hadn't done anything to deserve my seat at his service, the fact that he died protecting someone who probably didn't deserve it. I couldn't take it. I don't think that way anymore, and I'll forever be grateful to him for what he did for me. Both in protecting me and being my friend. I try to stay positive and keep my head up because it's what I think he would do. That way, he never truly dies.

I tried to look up what kind of flowers Giorno grew over hia body in canon, but I couldn't find anything that quite matched how they're drawn. But at least in my memories, they were pumpkin blossoms.

Anyway, here's your little reminder that my asks are open if anyone wants to talk about source. I'll answer any question as long as it's not weird or creepy.

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #vento aureo #jjba part 5 #golden wind #jojo part 5 #jjba golden wind #jjba vento auero #giorno giovanna #bruno bucciarati #bruno buccellati #leone abbacchio #panacotta fugo #fugo pannacotta #mista guido #narancia ghirga #System Posting #source memories

[strawbeelemonade]

PLATONIC HEADCANNONS: being miles morales best friend but your also a bit insane (Part 2!)

i'm gonna try to remember to start specifying when something is intended to be platonic or romantic.

🕷- I was literally unable to cram everything I wanted to say in the first one.

🕷- Miles is really only comfortable showing you his drawings.

🕷- He's an incredibly awkward guy, but the words come so easily when he hangs out with you. he doesn't choke up like he does with other people at school.

🕷- When he gets his powers his first instinct is to call you. He’s literally halfway through punching your number into the keypad until he stops and decides against it. He knows your number off by heart now.

🕷- You appear and disappear like a ghost its so random.

🕷- Honest to god, he lowkey thought you were homeless until you invited him over to watch Barbie Mermaidia.

🕷- “Bibble is so me.”

🕷- He’s the only person you let over at your place. its small and in the basement of an old apartment complex. the landlord couldn’t get anyone to pay to live there. you live alone.

🕷- You struck a deal, and they let you crash there as long as rent was on time and you fixed their washing machine for free.

🕷- Miles asked how you got to live there for so cheap. You tell him it’s because someone died on the couch he was sitting on.

🕷- He sits on the floor.

🕷- Miles is so eager to share his new powers with someone.

🕷- No seriously, between all the stress and lying and anxiety its nice to let himself get excited about it. To let himself have fun and see what he can do.

🕷- You guys TOTALLY video tape him trying out his new powers for the first time.

🕷- I can imagine you finding an abandoned alleyway on some random ass street after school and filming Miles Trying to do a backflip LMAO.

🕷- You gotta fish him out of a trashcan after he tries to spider climb up the wall.

🕷- You know that thing where a group of friends duck tapes one of their friends to a wall for fun? You get miles to do that to you.

🕷- You guys can’t stop laughing, The best memories of your lives are in those videos.

🕷- He’ll take you up to the top of buildings to show you the graffiti art he painted!! he’ll let you sign it off with a dick and balls or a heart if you want. You guys do homework up there together as well.

🕷- ’M & (Y/I) were here’ has been painted on every available surface of New York.

🕷- You both have the bright idea to hop on his back and go web slinging around the neighbourhood. He can carry you easily.

🕷- Miles decides If you don’t tell him to slow down, then he’s not going fast enough.

🕷- You NEVER tell him to slow down.

🕷- “Faster!!!“

🕷- Now that he’s got super strength he can put you in an inescapable headlock, he doesn’t do it too tight but he holds you there until you tap out.

🕷- He takes you to the coolest spots with the best views.

🕷- You regularly cover for him.

🕷- “We were at Jamba Juice the whole time officer I swear.”

🕷- Miles side eyes you knowing damn well he was no where NEAR a Jamba Juice.

🕷- ’Thanks’ he’d mouth.

🕷- You and Petter B will get along like a house on fire.

🕷- While Miles is extremely unimpressed by him, you don’t seem to care about any pre-existing expectations one might have when you think of the guy behind the mask of Spider-Man, your cracking jokes and feeding your pet rat a couple of French fries while the three of you sit in the diner, planning your next moves carefully.

🕷- Peter B can tell you’re a good kid. He’s at an age where a lot of your batshit tendencies don’t really faze him as long as your not hurting yourself.

🕷- Speaking of which.

🕷- When him and Miles get the chance to talk alone he warns him that he needs to be careful.

🕷- He tells him that normal relationships aren’t possible anymore. And stresses to him what a life like this can mean for your loved ones. especially since you found out his secret. This line of work isn’t just dangerous for Miles, but for you as well.

🕷- Miles is a little shaken after the conversation, no matter how gently Peter tries to put it. But what he’s implying is clear. He tries to shake it off and enjoy the time you both spend together. He won’t admit to himself that Peter is right just yet.

🕷- It’s just so easy to tell you everything and rely on you.

🕷- There will be a moment sometime in the future when reality sets in, but for now Miles makes the same mistake every Spider-Man does.

🕷- He has a best friend. :(

🕷- On the other hand, Peter comes to the staggering realisation that your actually extremely prone to accidents and danger all on your own. And he appropriately does a complete 180 from ‘casually distant bum-uncle' to ‘I am your dad now’.

🕷- It’s Nothing personal, kid. now stop trying to get in the middle of fights with dangerous criminals and let the adult— or at least the guys with super strength, stamina, speed and resilience— handle it.

🕷- He demands you stay out of the crossfire, but, to no one’s surprise you don’t listen.

🕷- You’re willing to throw yourself in front of Miles to shield him from anything, much to your best friends terror.

🕷- You hold your own surprisingly well against opponents that would be considered reasonable threats otherwise. You’re resourceful, grabbing anything and everything you can get your hands on. you get a terrifying look in your eye.

🕷- No matter how impressed Peter is, He will slingshot you around with his web-shooters to propel you out of the way of oncoming attacks. He will do this for both of you, but feels the need to do it less for Miles. He knows he can take what’s on the other end of the punch. But No matter how untouchable you make yourself out to be, you can’t.

🕷- “Do I want kids?”

🕷- He takes you on as his responsibility just as much as he does Miles.

🕷- Spider-Gwen also looks out for you in battle.

🕷- She’s more laid back, and even a little suave about it too.

🕷- She secretly wishes she had someone like you in her universe. What she wouldn’t give to decompress with you after a long day of patrolling New York.

🕷- She’s actually the most normal about you having a pet rat. You know, the one you grabbed out of a garbage can in a subway station. Yeah, That rat.

🕷- Miles watches you both get along like a house on fire and just quietly falls behind you both since he’s not sure what to do or say.

🕷- He’s so awkward, poor guy.

🕷- Your tendency to go off for days at a time ignites everyone’s curiosity. it’s a concerning habit, and Gwen even endeavours to follow you to see where you disappear to so often.

🕷- She’s unsuccessful.

🕷- It's never said out loud, but when she’s facing the one-way ticket home she finds herself wanting to stay just a bit longer. Not just for Miles, but for you to… She wonders what you’ll get up to while she’s gone.

🕷- …

🕷- Peter Porker vibes with you so hard.

🕷- no wait don’t scroll away wait

🕷- he WILL gift you the freakishly large cartoon mallet. Sorry, but miles didn’t appreciate it for what it was.

🕷- He would be cracking jokes and doing bits with you through out the whole goddamn movie.

🕷- Miles can usually let you do your own thing without sparing a second glance, but the looney tunes laws of physics that Porker exhibits WILL rub off on you at least a little.

🕷- It’s contagious. And when you start flattening eachother into to perfect discs it freaks everyone out a little.

🕷- He’s got enough to worry about in the plot,,, Damn,,

🕷- Spider Noir teaches you how to throw a good punch

🕷- in exchange you let him mess with your phone as much as he wants

🕷- "how the hell do you work this thing?"

🕷- He likes you, he thinks you got a lot of guts.

🕷- You were actually the one to design Miles’ suit. He took inspiration from one of your drawings in your school notebook.

🕷- You've always believed in him, and that made him believe in himself too.

#spider man #across the spiderverse #spiderverse x reader #miles morales #miles morales x reader #into the spiderverse #you guys are cutie patooties #spider noir #spiderman into the spiderverse #peter porker #gwen stacy #spider gwen

[thestargayzingheroine]

Why A Better World is my favourite "Evil Superman" Story

So in the last two decades or so, there's been a notable amount of dark and edgy stories around superheroes turning evil and whatnot and most of them really love to do their own expies of Superman. I've never been the biggest fans of these kinds of stories.

And then there's the actual stories of Superman and other heroes being outright villains or at least just massive assholes. In recent years, this has been largely thanks to the influence of media like the Injustice Games or the Synderverse DC movies. It's... honestly become a trope I am tired of.

Because you know the damnest thing? There is a story that does all these ideas really damn well and arguably better. It is the two-parter from the Justice League cartoon "A Better World".

Now, I am aware how most people favouring the DCAU has become a bit of toxic nostalgia at times and it's something I myself am trying to work through a bit. But in this case, I do think it's the best idea of doing an evil DC story, much better and more interesting than the Crime Syndicate, who if you ask me are not very interesting, though I do remember liking the Crisis On Two Earths movie a lot, which funny enough, was originally going to be this two parter before various things led to it being canned and then later repurposed as a direct to DVD movie.

Anyway, my main crux of why I love this story is simple... The entire Justice League turns evil... and the reasons are very much in-character for all of them. You look at the scene with Justice Lord Batman for example.

As fucking evil as the Justice Lords are... Batman can't quite fully hate his alternate self for his reason for taking part in all this being basically one-step further than his own mission, that no child should ever go through what he did. Hell, I recall reading that the reason the writers had Batman drop his batarang at the end of this scene... was because he genuinely wouldn't be able to come up with an argument to that.

Superman likewise kills Lex Luthor because yeah, Luthor literally exploited the flaws in Democracy and became president of the US, threatening to kinda basically start world war 3. It's obviously horrible... but Superman is a character whose main motivation is making the world a better place. And if people who abuse the systems of power of the world are hurting people, why shouldn't Superman put a stop to that?

And yeah, Superman should obviously never kill, he's the most paragon of paragons of the DC universe, a man committed to always being better than the villains he fights... but this is him pushed to his most logical extreme. Hell, the main Superman knows this and its why Lex used his knowledge of this alternate universe as part of his plan in the season after this, to goad our Superman into crossing the line because yeah, there's a part of him that could go this far.

But right as Superman is about to apparently finish him, the big guy says this.

"I'm not the man who killed President Luthor. I wish to heaven that I were but I'm not."

Because Superman like everyone else, obviously would have those same thoughts and same urges. He's human.

I've kinda gone off Injustice a bit because to be honest... the injustice games were kinda just this but a bit too edgelordy. Hell, in A Better World, Lois Lane still lives and the whole genesis of it doesn't revolve around her getting fridged.

So yeah, A Better World is probably one of my favourite mirror universe stories because of the fact that well... it really is like looking in a mirror and seeing just how easy the greatest heroes can become evil and how they wouldn't be massively out of character doing so. But also it reminds us that as much as this darkness can tempt some of our finest, the ones who don't go down this dark path are stronger in heart than anyone else. Because when the world becomes a dark and horrible place, it becomes very easy to be just as dark. But even though it can be hard to still try and be a good person even in dark times, it's ultimately worth it. Because good always triumphs over evil.

#dc #superman #batman #dcau #justice league #justice lords #essay post #Youtube

[redroses07]

AHS boys cuddling headcanons. <3

A/N: Hey guys! I'm back from my year long hiatus! It's been a crazy year for me and I've been through a lot of ups and downs but I'm finally back! Expect me to be posting a lot now because I have a TON of ideas. Anyways, enjoy this little drabble! Love y'all!

Contains: Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Michael Langdon, and Xavier Plympton.

Tate Langdon:

This boy is definitely a little spoon.

Constantly asks you to hold him in your arms.

You, personally love this, and happily wrap your arms around him lovingly.

Places soft kisses on your fingers while you trace his features.

Absolutely LOVES when you play with his hair, he practically begs for it.

Now don't think he's always going to be the one being held, that's just what he prefers.

If you're feeling down he'll pull you into his chest, and hold you like something's going to take you from him (his abandonment issues showing)

Loves kissing your neck while cuddling.

Kit Walker:

Kit is truly the most loving partner you could ask for and cuddling with you is one of his favorite things in the whole world.

Likes to see your pretty face so prefers that you two lay facing each other.

Softly tells you all the things he loves about you while pressing kisses to your nose, lips, cheeks, and forehead.

When I tell you his hands would be all over you, I mean ALL OVER. He loves to trace his fingers down your arms, torso and stomach.

Kit also likes to sneak his hands under your shirt when your laying together, and he often falls asleep with them like that.

Cannot fall asleep unless his hands are on you in some way (will not lose you like he lost Alma)

Anyways Kit is amazing and I am in love with him.

Pre-death Kyle Spencer:

Tbh he's my least favorite Evan character so apologies if this sucks.

For some reason I feel like he loves to nuzzle his face in your neck, and he often falls asleep like that.

Lets you lay on his lap while he works on schoolwork, and starts playing with your hair when he loses focus.

Loves when you sit in his lap, he will pull you in his lap literally anywhere. No matter if you're alone, or with your friends he feels the best when you're comfortably situated on his lap.

Jimmy Darling:

Big spoon!!!!!!

Loves when you straddle his waist or wrap your arms around his neck.

Really loves to feel as close to you as possible so he'll tangle your bodies together in every possible way.

One would think it would be hard to get comfortable like that but your comfort is Jimmy's #1 priority, even if that means sacrificing his own.

So if that means his arm falls asleep or his leg cramps, that's okay! as long as you're co. mfortable.

Jimmy loves to kiss your cheeks, and when he's in a silly mood he quickly switches between the two. This leaves you flustered, and in a fit of giggles.

James Patrick March

You wouldn't expect it but James LOVES cuddling with you.

On the outside he seems like he would be cold and dismissive in a relationship but you are his EVERYTHING.

Loves when you lay on top of him and he can comfortably wrap his arms around you.

Constantly whispers to you how much he loves and adores you and would do anything for you (In love with his accent)

Probably not surprising but he likes to leave marks all over you, and not just during sex.

Will bite and suck on your skin while you're cuddling. His favorite place to leave marks is your collarbone.

He sees this as an intimate act, and loves the idea that people will know you belong to him.

Kai Anderson

Lets be real...this man is not a cuddler. To be honest he only cares about you when he's trying to make the messiah baby.

But occasionally he'll be extremely overwhelmed with cult responsibilities and will turn to you for condolences.

Holds you while he vents to you about his frustrations.

Plays with your hair or fiddles with the straps of your tank top to distract himself.

Will also ask you about your day to give him something else to think about.

These are the few times when Kai shows his vulnerable side.

Will kiss your shoulders while you tell him about your day, or give him cult advice.

Michael Langdon:

I love Michael so much y'all he's literally my husband.

Cuddling can go either way with him tbh. Sometimes it's him holding you, and sometimes it's you holding him.

When he holds you he pulls you into him and traces is fingers along your back.

Loves to intertwine your fingers and tightly grip your hand. It makes him feel closer and more connected to you.

Cuddling is when you and Michael have your most intimate bonding moments. When you spill your deepest thoughts and secrets to each other.

On the other hand, when the pressure on Michael is too much, he wants you to hold him.

He cries softly, and stuffs his face into your chest in an effort to hide his tears.

When life just becomes too much for him being held and kissed by you makes everything feel okay.

This is a weird one but I feel like he'd have you brush his hair (I love long hair Michael don't hate).

Xavier Plympton:

Likes to listen to music while cuddling, and will softly sing along if he knows the lyrics.

Will also tap on your back along to the beat.

Likes when you lay your head on his chest and drape your legs over his.

Loves to talk while cuddling, telling you everything that comes to his mind.

He talks, you listen, and that's what he loves about you.

Takes breaks in between his various rants to kiss the top of your head and make sure you're comfortable.

#american horror story #ahs murder house #ahs fandom #ahs x reader #ahs coven #ahs apocalypse #evan peters #tate langdon #tate langdon x reader #kit walker #kit walker x reader #kyle spencer #kyle spencer x reader #jimmy darling #jimmy darling x reader #james patrick march #ahs cult #ahs hotel #ahs asylum #kai anderson #kai anderson x reader #michael langdon #michael langdon x reader #xavier plympton #ahs xavier #ahs fanfiction #ahs 1984 #tate langdon x y/n #ahs imagine #cody fern

[peachymilkandcream]

My Husband, My Monster|Part 1|William Afton x Wife!Reader

(A/N: So this is the fandom that won the poll! I'll try and keep these and Break Me Slowly regular, but still feel free to give me requests for both in my inbox, I do oneshots and headcanons as well as I'll answer your questions and comments! (Please just read the rules first) I think I have a general timeline and idea of the lore [It's FNAF lore it's complicated as fuck] so I'm going with my best guess on things. Hope you guys enjoy!)

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, power imbalance, age difference, manipulation, mind breaking, yandere themes, yandere behaviours, domestic violence, misogyny, violence, William's a warning himself, etc.

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Who knew that a bit of twisted words and cash made all of your problems go away? William had struggled to stay open with Henry Emily's company showing such strides in mechanical technology. He was still wearing homemade cloth suits while his rival had dancing puppets that children adored. His dreams and ideas were being stolen right out from under him in his eyes, rolling in mountains of debt and the threat of closing down looming over his head. They were his characters, his dream, his business idea, and the bastard had to steal it and make it better. Even though he had bought William out of debt all those years back, it didn't change the sting of defeat when the two businesses merged.

Now he didn't regret it, Fredbear's Family Diner was just starting out but it was already projected to be a success. His characters took centre stage and had never been more alive, delighting young and old alike, his legacy started now.

Which is when he noticed the girl sitting at a table with her friend, they were giggling and laughing together over some inside joke. William had always had a soft spot for pretty girls, his more reckless years spent taking what women offered him freely, now he didn't have the time.

However for this girl he might just be able to make the time.

Casually he walks over, pretending to just be passing by, when he spies the job application she's filling out on the table and catching snippets of their conversation.

"I'm just saying, you're not going to have time for school while getting even a part time job." The friend was saying this, a slightly concerned expression on her face. "And now offence, you're not the brightest bulb, you need all the time to study that you can get."

"Well thanks." She mutters, giggling slightly. "But I can't afford college with my situation now. Mom and Dad agreed to pay for most of it, but-" She hesitates with a blush. "I want the full college experience."

"Ooh~" Her friend seems intrigued. "My best friend finally loosing her innocence? Scandalous."

She scoffs. "Look I just haven't found the right guy yet, it'll happen when it happens."

At this William can't help but interject. "Excuse me, I couldn't help but glance over your shoulder and see you're applying for a job here."

She meets his eyes, and man was he a sucker for a pretty face. "Yeah I am, are you a manager here?"

He chuckles a little. "No actually, I'm the owner." While co-owner was technically true he liked to tell people he owned it solely to give himself an ego boost. "If you wanted, I could do the interview right here."

"Wait really?"

"Actually, she's fine, thanks, she's going to get a job with my mom or something. Come on let's go-" Her friend slides out of the booth, trying to drag the woman with her.

"Well I'm going to be brutally honest with you here ma'am, for a girl your age your options are going to be extremely limited. And even though the pay isn't great it's a great experience."

She stops, considering his words before waving off her friend. "Go ahead, I think I'll still fill it out, never hurts."

"If you'd like I can interview you right now, save some time."

"Oh wow that would be awesome-"

"Seriously? Listen, this guy gives me a weird feeling, let's just go okay? And I'll find you something better." The friend again reaches for her to come along, but the girl refuses.

"I'm serious, go on and I'll tell you how it went later."

With a huff her friend leaves, a clearly annoyed expression evident on her face.

William regains his composure before sitting across from her. "So, a job. Tell me what you can do." He crosses his hands on the table in front of her, a smile easily coming to his face.

"Well, I was thinking I would be a good server, I'm good with people, especially kids, and I love to clean. I can cook pretty well too but I think something at this scale would be too much for me." She laughs a little, clearly trying to ease a little nervousness.

He joins in on her laughter, hoping to make her comfortable around him, since that's what he wanted. "I suppose that's fair. Out of curiosity, why is it you want this job?" She was hired already, that he knew, a pretty face with a nice ass? What more could you want from an employee?

"Well I'm in college, and I want to be able to afford just some extras to really experience that life before it's too late."

"College?" He feigns interest, in his opinion all she was doing was wasting her most fertile years and her money. If she's halfway decent at any of her qualifications then she'd easily find a rich enough man like him, pop out a few kids and have a truly fulfilling life. "Can I ask what for?"

"Psychology, the human mind has always fascinated me."

"Oh yes definitely." He suppresses an eye roll, even more of a useless degree, maybe he could help this girl from throwing her life away because she thinks deep thoughts will make her money. "Then I should ask for your class schedule for hours."

"Right, I always keep it with me because I'm always forgetting." She giggles again, pulling it out of her purse and handing it to him. "I cannot work these times but anything else I'm there."

Wanting these hours to know when not to schedule this girl was the last thing on William's mind. "Well I'll do what I can, but it's not that easy, you have to be flexible in the real world."

"Of course, I understand that sir."

"William, call me William. My grandfather was sir and my father was Mr. Afton, so I'm just William." He flashes another smile, coaxing one from her lips as well.

"Alright, William." She tests his name out on her tongue with a soft smile and a subtle blush, the poor girl clearly hasn't been within five feet of a man before.

"Now Miss, have you had any work experience prior to this?"

"No, I haven't, this sounds entitled but I've never really had the need to up until now?"

"There's nothing wrong with that, although I'll need to teach you the proper dynamic between employee and employer. But I trust that won't be a problem, right?"

"Not at all sir-er-William. I'm more than happy to learn."

"Good, all you need to know is that I'm your friend, but I have authority over you so you need to follow what I say without question."

"Why without question?"

Oh she was so naive. "Insubordination, it's grounds with which you can be fired. So best not to stray too far towards that right?" He winks.

"Absolutely-" She shivers slightly.

"Then if that's it..." He draws the moment out for it to seem authentic. "Welcome to Fredbear's Family Diner and we're happy to have you on the team." He extends a hand to shake, which she grasps eagerly, her rows of white teeth on full display.

"Oh thank you so much! When do I start?"

"We'll have you start next week, let's say, Monday."

"That's perfect, that's so perfect-" She glances at the door. "I really should go, I think I've pissed her off enough as it is, thank you for your time." She shakes his hand and hurries out the door.

"Oh trust me, don't worry about it." He watches her go, a small smile coming to his face.

This was just the beginning.

#william afton #william afton x oc #william afton x reader #my husband my monster #steve raglan #steve raglan x oc #steve raglan x reader #fnaf #five nights at freddys #purple guy #five nights at freddys movie

[m-jelly]

The hunt

Levi x fem!Reader

Modern AU, tattooed Levi, mafia Levi, established couple, mask play, Levi wears a Ghostface mask, chasing, smut, rough play, ropeplay, neck holding, safe word talk, dom Levi, aftercare.

It's Halloween and Levi knows you like Horror, so he decides to do something fun. Levi overheard some people at the base talking about mask-wearing and how it's hot. So, Levi talks with you, agrees to a few things before putting on a Ghostface mask, and chases you around his penthouse before tying you up and ravaging you in bed. Afterwards, he showers you with kisses and gives you wonderful aftercare.

This is a long smut. I got carried away.

No tagging cause of the mask kink, might not be for everyone.

Thank you @ladycheesington for talking with me about the idea and saying "write it"

Levi slammed the front door closed as arousal stirred inside him. The level of horniness inside Levi was extreme. As soon as he heard about the mask kink and glanced at the videos people were watching at the base, he knew he had to try it with you. From all the times the two of you had sex, you loved it when he was dominating you. He loved the and craved the good girl praise.

He moved through the penthouse and found you in your office typing away on your computer. He grabbed the doorframe and leaned a little. "Bunny?"

You kept typing. "Mm?"

His voice deepened as arousal consumed him. "Bunny." To him, you looked like a tasty treat, with your thigh-highs, skirt and jumper. "Over here."

A shiver of pleasure ran through you, you knew that voice and tone he was using meant he was horny and it instantly made you. If you were being honest, you'd been craving him all day long. You turned in your seat and gazed so sweetly at him to see his pupils were blown and the pose he was in was sexy.

You whined as you took in your man in his tight black turtleneck and black trousers. "Yes?"

"I have an idea I want to run by you." He eyed your exposed thighs. "An idea for the bedroom."

You pushed your chest out as you leaned forward. "I'm listening."

He released the doorframe and walked over to you. "You like horror masks, right?"

Your cheeks burned. "Yes."

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out the Ghostface mask. "Like this one?"

You mewled. "Ghostface. Y-Yes. I saw online p-people asking their p-partners to wear it."

"Well?"

You stood up and gripped Levi's shirt. "Really?"

"Really."

You hummed. "I'll miss your handsome face."

He leaned closer and kissed your neck. "I'll take it off at the end before I cum inside you."

You felt your legs go weak. "Y-Yes."

Levi held you close. "Well, let's talk this over then."

You gazed up at him. "I want this, I really do. Could we use some ties?"

"Yes. Do you want me to be a bit rough?"

You hummed in thought. "You can manhandle me, you know how I like it."

He nipped your lip. "I do. So, what's the safe word?"

"Tea."

"Tea? Understood. So, you want me to chase you with it for a bit?"

You linked your arms around his neck and kissed him. "Yes." You kissed him over and over. "Just getting a few in before I can't."

Levi slapped you on the ass making you squeal in delight. "Let's play." He yanked the mask on and released a long sigh. "Time to count, little bunny."

You giggled and started backing up. "You look so good."

He walked closer making your heart race as he counted. He came to a stop. "One." He slammed his arm against the wall above your head. "Run."

You slipped away from him and ran out of the office. "Going!"

He released a long sigh as his cock twitched. "Little bunny." He walked out of the office. "I'm gonna rearrange your guts."

You ran from him as he walked fast towards you, just like the bad guys would in your movies. You grabbed a cushion and threw it at him, but he caught it so easily. He tossed it back onto the sofa and released a growl.

You ran around to the other side of the sofa thinking you got some distance, but he jumped clean over it and landed right in front of you. You let out an excited squeal before running away from him. You slowed down a bit because you wanted him to get close. You wanted him to almost get you.

You gasped when Levi grabbed you. Your body was yanked against him, your back connecting with his chest. His wonderful hand wrapped around your neck as he panted. You shivered and knew you had to escape so you could play a bit longer. So, you reached down and massaged his erection straining against his trousers.

Levi shivered and moaned at your touch. "Bunny."

As soon as he loosened his grip you slipped from his hold and ran from him. Levi pulled on his trousers and adjusted his cock. He purred at how dirty you played, he loved it. He turned and sprinted after you. He had a bigger fire in him now.

You led Levi towards the bedroom as your body tingled with need. You turned in the hall and stared to see nothing. You frowned as you felt confused. You moved a bit closer down the hall where you'd left Levi, but nothing. Your heart raced in your chest as you felt nervous and excited.

Levi slammed you against the wall with his hand over your mouth. "Got you, bunny."

You shivered under his touch. "Mm."

He lifted you up and threw you over his shoulder. "Punishment."

You screamed as he threw you onto the bed. "Levi."

He yanked the fun drawer open and retrieved the red rope you both loved. He pulled your arms behind your back, tied them up and threaded the rope up your arms. He tugged on it and made you kneel up. "Good girl."

You shivered against him. "Mm."

He pressed you against the bed and yanked your hips up. "Kneel. Face against the bed."

You shifted on your knees. "Please, Mr Ghostman, don't spank me." You turned your head and smirked as you wiggled your bum.

Levi pushed your skirt up to show your laced-covered bottom. He pressed his erection against your clothed head. He placed a firm hand on your back as he began grinding. He ran his other hand up and down your plump behind as you moaned at his rough grinding.

You cried out in pleasure as soon as his hand collided with your plump bum. You panted as you felt your arousal increase. You felt an emptiness in your pussy, it needed Levi's perfect thick cock deep inside it. You needed him like you needed air. You were desperate.

Levi played with your underwear. Lace underwear was the best because all he needed to do was rip them open and that's just what he did. Levi tore your underwear open so he could see your glistening pussy lips. His hunger consumed him.

He unbuckled, pulled his zip down and sighed a moan when he pulled out his thick throbbing erection. He pumped his hand on himself as he heavily panted. He needed to feel you from the inside. He ran his red pulsing tip up and down your lips slowly. He marvelled at how wet you were from a bit of playful chasing and spanking.

He pressed his tip into you slowly at first. He needed to ease himself in to test if you could take it, which you could by what he could feel. He smiled behind his mask when you moaned in delight and wiggled to get more of him inside you.

He knocked your legs close together, held the back of your neck and rammed inside in deep making your eyes roll back in your head and a choked scream of pleasure escape your lips. He spanked you hard before pounding himself in and out of your tight wet hole at and unrelenting and dominating pace.

You drool against the bed as Levi ravaged you from behind. You closed your eyes as you tuned into your body. You delighted in the feeling of Levi's thick cock dragging in and out of your pussy. Your tight walls flutter around him and drag him back inside you. You needed him close, to always be inside you.

Levi panted above you. "Ha, ha, ha, ngh, fuck. Your pussy is so good."

You whimpered under Levi. "Mm."

He reached around to your clit. "Cum."

You wiggled and bucked against Levi when his fingers played with you. You clenched your toes and cried in pleasure. "A-Ah!"

"Come on." He shifted his legs and pounded into you as hard and as fast as you could take. His hips slapped against your thighs and bum. He called your name as he fucked you hard. "Give."

You tugged on the ropes on your wrists as your drool soaked the covers. You could feel your arousal pouring down your legs and covering Levi's trousers. You barely had time to consider the embarrassing lewd noises coming from Levi's cock plunging out of your wet pussy, your moans and the slapping of his body against yours.

You cried out as your orgasm ripped through your body. You panted and shook under Levi. "Oh fuck!"

Levi dragged his cock out of you and shoved you onto your back. He panted as he looked down at you shivering and mewling at the intense orgasm that was consuming your body. He shoved your jumper up so he could look at your breasts bounce as he fucked you hard.

He raised your hips up before slamming his cock back into you. He stared at your pussy lips wrapping around him so perfectly. He looked down at you through the black netting in the mask. His chest heaved as he admired you. He fixed your legs around him and had an idea he knew you'd like.

Levi moaned. "Close your eyes." As soon as you did he took his mask off allowing him to yank his turtleneck off. He tossed it away before returning the mask. "Open."

You moaned as you took in your lover with his muscles and tattoos. "Fuck." You watched the sweat roll down his body. "Mm."

He gripped your hips tightly and started bucking into you roughly. His eyes locked onto your bouncing breasts and then your pleasure-filled face. He smirked behind the mask, he had missed your beautiful face, it was always pure perfection and incredibly arousing to him.

You pushed on your arms a little and looked down at your body. You flushed when you saw Levi's cock moving in and out of you. Your body burned with blissful pleasure as Levi pushed all your buttons. You looked at the alluring beast that was your lover. His muscles moved and flexed as he pounded into you. His chest heaved with each pant.

You looked up at the mask and wondered what faces Levi was pulling, you could just imagine how it was covered in pure euphoria. You leaned your head back and moaned as the rope on your arms and wrists moved against your sensitive skin. Your senses were heightened as your very soul was on fire with pleasure.

You thrust your hips up as you felt a sudden pop of pleasure. You cried out as your surprise orgasm rushed through you. "A-Ah!"

Levi dropped your hips and slammed his hands against the bed on either side of your head. He bucked hard and fast into you as he looked down at you. He chuckled when you moved your head and bit his wrist. He lifted his arm and grabbed your neck lightly. He ran his thumb over your bottom lip before pushing it into your mouth.

You moaned as you sucked his thumb. You moved your tongue over his thumb in a teasing manner. You looked up at Levi as you moaned against his skin. Your man was perfect. The way he moved inside you and played with your body like it was an instrument and he was the master. He was divine.

Levi chuckled when you playfully bit his thumb. He knew he was going to cum soon and you were sending him faster to that end by playing with him. He pressed himself in deep and started grinding and rolling his hips. He tilted his head a little as he watched you moan and wiggle below him.

Levi reached up and yanked the mask off as he panted and purred at you. "I want to see you."

You mewled. "Levi."

He leaned on his forearm as he smirked at you. "So pretty."

"Kiss."

He moaned as he used his thumb to pull your mouth open. He moved his hand and crashed his lips against yours. He bit your lip and tugged on it. "Perfection."

You whimpered. "I love you."

"I love you too." He grabbed your neck when you tried to turn your head. "No turning your head." He turned your head back so you looked at him. "Look at me when I cum inside you."

You shivered in pleasure. "F-Fuck."

He growled when you clenched him. "Oh, you liked that, huh?" He moved against you, his pelvis rubbing your clit. "You like me cumming inside your pussy? You like it when I fill you with all my cum?"

You moaned his name. "Yes!"

"Cum for me and I'll fill your pretty pussy."

You clenched your toes tightly and gazed deep into Levi's blue eyes as your orgasm rushed through every inch of you. You purred and whimpered as your body burned and tingled in delight. Your legs shook as a warmth burned through your body.

Levi rolled his hips against you as your pussy walls massaged his cock. He pressed deep into you as his cock twitched. Cum shot out of him and deep into you. He locked eyes with you as he moaned your name as he filled you.

He kissed you and sighed. "I love you."

"I love you."

He pulled out of you, tucked himself away and shifted on the bed. "Let me free you, okay?"

You giggled as he rolled you onto your back. "Freedom!"

He hummed a laugh as he slowly untied you. "Yes, you get your freedom."

You sat up once you were free and inspected your wrists. "Little marks, but okay."

He took your hands and showered your wrists in kisses. "I'll put the special cream on them."

"Thank you."

He jumped off the bed and ran out. "I'll be back!"

You giggled as you pulled your underwear off. You stared at the damage and huffed. "You destroyed them. I liked these ones."

Levi ran back with a basket full of goodies. "I'll buy you more, bunny." He jumped onto the bed with a sparkle in his eyes. "I brought snacks, drinks, cream and umm me."

You hummed a laugh. "So cute."

He placed the basket down and helped you change into your PJs. "Food, movie and cuddles."

"Perfect."

Levi changed as well before sitting behind you and holding you tightly. "Pick whatever you like, my love."

You chose a movie and relaxed in Levi's arms as he massaged the cream into your arms and wrists. "Thank you."

"Are your legs okay? Do you need them massaging?"

"They're fine."

He whined and started massaging them anyway. "Gotta make sure."

You laughed. "You're so cute."

He opened up a bag of snacks and started feeding you. "Eat up, my love." He opened a bottle of pop and helped you drink. "Better?"

You nodded. "Yes. Thank you."

He hugged you and began kissing your neck. "Love you so much."

You turned your head and kissed him. "I love you too. Thank you for that amazing session. You blew my mind. It was so good."

He smiled sweetly. "I'm glad something I overheard at work turned into something fun for both of us."

"Did you like it?"

"I loved it, but I did miss kissing you."

You giggled. "Me too."

He kissed you over and over. "I love kissing you."

"I love it too."

Levi squeezed you. "I love you." He nipped your shoulder. "Mine."

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[ghostgirl101]

Legit ANYTHING Corey related- im head over hEELS for that man rn

Im also a sucker for fluff ;)

Dating Corey Cunningham Would Be Like This:

A/N: Might as well start with the dating hcs 🙃 requests are open if you want more for this guy. Please keep in mind that I'm not comfortable writing smut yet though; I've noted that on my inbox page and pinned post, but I've been getting quite a few smutty asks 😅

🔪• Corey's been through a lot, and to find a person willing to give him a chance and treat him like a person who matters... I absolutely believe he'd turn into a soft yandere. He's head over heels in love, protective to the point of killing anyone who tries to hurt you or take you away from him, and obsessively infatuated. He lives for you, and he'd die for you, period.

🔪• You probably meet him when he's being pushed around by a group of bullies somewhere in Haddonfield, and manage to get them off his back for a while, with a string of hateful comments. The boy's stunned that someone's standing up for him, and when you help him get his glasses back on after they were slapped off his face, he's stunned all over again. It takes Corey a good minute to stop stuttering and staring at you with wide, dopey eyes and form an actual sentence to introduce himself.

🔪• When you take him back to yours to patch him up, you can't help but notice his breath hitch at your soft touches, such a contrast from the rough shoves and harsh words he gets day after day outside. Heart eyes to the extreme as you concentrate on stopping any blood, and apologise when it stings. Corey barely notices it, and when you pull away as you finish, he chases your hand for a second before he blinks back into reality, heat rushing to his cheeks as he looks down at his feet and thanks you.

🔪• He has no idea why you're so nice to him, but from that day on, he's hooked. You're gonna start seeing him randomly pop up wherever you are, and at first, you assume it's because Corey wants to have you around so it discourages people from picking on him. Nope. He wouldn't mind if he was kicked around, if you could lean in close and clean him up so caringly again. He's fallen hard and very quickly, especially when you reassure him that you know he didn't kill that boy on purpose. You believe him? He almost cries, and looks up at you in wonder, with a hopeful "really?"

🔪• Corey Cunningham has found someone that sees him as a person instead of a monster, and he adores that the person is you. It doesn't take him long to ask him out; it is hard for him to get the courage to, since he's worried that he might be going too fast and certainly aiming too high with you. Saying yes to him will just fully unleash Corey being the clingiest, doting, protective boyfriend you'll ever know. He won't let you go now that he's found you. If he can't have you, no one can.

🔪• He's pretty goofy with how he acts and what he says, but you've told him it's cute, so he won't try to change. Being with you, he wants to keep you happy all the time, and keeps you to himself as much as possible, just in case you start listening to what others have got to say about him. Whatever you tell him though, he'll try to remember as much as possible, so he can how he's been listening by bringing it up again or giving you a little gift related to it.

🔪• To be honest, Corey's a really sweet, doting lover, and he looks at you like you're an angel whenever you're close together, or just working around the house. He'll follow you around like a lost puppy, and has puppy eyes to match, constantly clinging to you and wanting to help with whatever he can. It could get a little annoying if you don't want a shadow around you all the time, but he wants you as happy as possible, so if you tell him your boundaries, he'll eagerly follow them.

🔪• Corey's obsessiveness grows the closer you get, to the point where he goes as far as to kill for you. After he runs into Michael Myers, he takes both of your hands and looks you straight in the eyes excitedly as he tells you that he's not afraid of people anymore, and that he loves that you're always there to protect him. But now, he wants to be the one to protect you. He loves you to death, and he wants to prove it. It's up to you to decide whether or not to let him deal with anyone that upsets you with his violent methods, but he can and will if you say the word.

🔪• If you happen to meet Michael Myers, he won't kill you, but he won't be all soft with you either. His idea of being nice is not killing you, and that's that. Gradually, gradually, he'll decide to protect you, even opting to lurk around in the shadows and check on you and Corey every now and then, like a twisted kind of father figure or friend. So, if you're ever in trouble, you've got Haddonfield's boogeymen behind you when you need them.

🔪• It's scary to see the level of protectiveness and unhidden anger in Corey's eyes when someone's rude to you in front of him, a dark glare in his usually kind eyes. Suddenly, they've gone missing, or they've died in suspicious circumstances, Corey not paying any attention to the news report as he hugs you from where you're curled up on his lap with a small frown on your face. If you ask him for the truth, if he did it for you, he'll shrug and nod, "Well... yeah, I- I did it for you. I love you..." and that's all the explanation there really is.

🔪• He likes taking you for rides on his motorcycle in the evening, just to feel your arms embrace him tightly and a proud grin on his face when he knows you're enjoying it. Corey tries carrying you back upstairs afterwards, which ends up with you both collapsing in a heap on the bed, and him engulfing you with a tight hug with kisses planted on every inch of skin he can find.

🔪• Speaking of affection, Corey can be pretty smothering with it. He's shy and awkward at first, but after hugging you for the first time, and having your first kiss, he can't get enough of your attention and affection. He'll drink it up with a lovesick smile and lean into all of your touches. He can show how needy he is by whining in protest whenever you break a kiss for air, and latches back on in a second.

🔪• The pet names he gives you can be the basic 'baby' and 'sweetheart,' but Corey calls you stronger, more meaningful names at intimate moments too. 'Angel' is a very common one that he coos when he wakes you up gently in the mornings, burying his face in your neck, or whenever you're cleaning him up after a fight or a kill.

🔪• The times when he's most vulnerable, when you've got him wrapped around your finger playing with his curls, he'll whisper to you how all of him belongs to you, that he'll do anything for you, die for you. He's being absolutely honest, and it's nice to hear, but sometimes, when your eyes meet his desperate, loving gaze, you have to tell him that you don't want him to do anything too extreme for you, that you love him just the way he is.

🔪• You can never just kiss Corey briefly before you leave the house to work or anything. He'll draw out any affection you give him for as long as he can, so it's a hard task to prise his hands off your waist with a promise that you'll be done with work soon. It often ends up with him trailing after you, holding your hand tightly and stroking the back of it absentmindedly with his thumb.

🔪• Being in a relationship with Corey Cunningham is full of loving attention, obsessively so, and to know that he'd go as far to basically go on a killing spree for you is nice in a weird kind of way? There's no hope of getting out of it though, because he's happily devoted to you now, and that's just the way he likes it. God forbid anyone who tries messing with it.

#corey cunningham x reader #corey cunningham #halloween ends #michael myers x reader #halloween movie #halloween franchise #halloween kills #halloween #halloween 2022 #halloween 1978 #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #slashers #slasher headcanons #slasher fanfiction #slasher hcs #slasher imagines #michael myers fanfic #michael myers headcanons #michael myers halloween #michael myers #micheal myers #the shape #laurie strode #yandere slashers #slashers headcanons

[pablitogavii]

Doctora

Summary: You start your internship in sports medicine at FC Barcelona, meeting an interesting footballer who quickly develops a crush on you.

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: there will be angst/smut/fluff

possibly a short series if you guys like it :)

Pablo's POV

We just came back from the short break, and my groin somewhat healed but I kept feeling numbness in my upper thigh that I didn't mention to anyone. I hoped it would just go away and besides everyone who knows me knows that I HATE doctors!

I would rather push through pain for days than go see a doctor. It was since I was a kid and they couldn't find my vein during regular check up at La Masia that I developed real fear of needles or any hospital related 'stuffs'.

It was during training when I was trying to lift weights with my legs that I kept wincing so much so that Xavi pulled me to the side to ask if everything was alright.

"Soy bien, no te preocupes" I lied but man was suspicious saying I should do a check up with one of team doctors before the next game. It was my very own nightmare!

"But sir, it's really nothing..I'm probably sore" I said realizing just how illogical that was considering this was a first training since we got back from a break.

"He's scared sir! Pablito is scared of doctors!!" Ansu joked around as others joined him making me do my best to hide the embarrassment for being afraid of something so silly. I was Pablo Gavi after all!

"I'm not scared cabrón. I just hate being poked!" I said proudly pretending like I currently had no worry in my mind (which was far from truth).

"Scared or not, you have to see the doctor after training Gavi" Xavi ordered and I could do nothing but nod rolling my eyes at the guys who were smirking at me.

This is just my luck!

Your POV

It's been such a long morning already with lots of paperwork and barely any time for a proper meal or a cup of good 'wake me up' coffee.

I was interning with the medical staff as the young college student so of course they gave me all the grunt work but I didn't mind feeling grateful for the opportunity.

"Hola..um..I'm sorry, I need someone to get my blood drawn?" Gavi walked in and I felt myself staring at him before focusing on his question instead trying to forget that I found him extremely attractive!

"I can do that. Take a seat please" I said and he does but furrows his eyebrows in process.

"Aren't you like my age? Can you really poke people??" he said and I chuckled at his choice of words while prepping the syringe and the needle.

"Well, I got my EMT certification done early and now I go to school while working here and yeah poking people is kinda my specialty. Do you have an arm preference?"I said walking up to him immediately noticing that he was the 'nervous patient' which was kind of adorable knowing how confident he is on and off the pitch from seeing him around the camp.

"Well..um..I don't know" he said and that's when an idea popped in my head seeing that he had his eyes shut waiting for me to do something.

I slowly pulled up one of his sleeves putting on a tourniquet and wetting the gauze with some rubbing alcohol. That's when I start excercising my plan.

"You know I watched you play in the last game and I thought to myself 'damn! that boy is fine!'" I smirk seeing that he was starting to relax as his confidence returned the moment I said that. Pablo Gavi loved to be complimented, that's for sure ;)

"Is that right nena??" he said as I cleaned his skin but he barely paid any attention to my actions waiting to hear me say something back.

"Mhm..I mean you in that sweaty home kit..and your hair falling on your forehead..it did things to me" I said opening the syringe and slowly tapping his veins.

"I bet I can do better things to you.." Pablo said and I felt my panties getting wet knowing that my words were god honest truth and then I finally poked his vein pulling enough blood to run all the necessary tests.

"Alright! We are all done!" my words took him by surprise as he opened his eyes shocked that he didn't even notice me poke his skin as he was too busy imagining the things he wanted to do probably..not that I minded ;)

"Wait..so was this all to distract me?" he said and I smirked tossing away the waste before getting back to my desk.

"I will see you next week when the results come Gavi" my smirk only grew when he got up and walked over placing his fingers underneath my chin making me look up before suddenly crashing his lips onto mine leaving me in utter shock.

"I'll see you around nena" he winked before leaving. Damn it! Getting involved with a player!?

That's just my luck!

Guys please comment if you want this to become a series because I really like the plot :)

#pablo gavi #pablo gavi icons #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x you #fc barca #fc barcelona #fc barça #gavi #gavigif

[yuri-is-online]

hi, i'm not the same anon but i would like to hear more about the fyuuture kid au 👉👈 especially about riddle!!

hello new friend, you picked someone who is having a real bad time in this au (ﾟωﾟ；)

I am going to give some general information about Yutu and then move on to some Riddle specific stuff.

notes: they/them used for Yuu, general au explanation can be found here, and the posts can be found on my masterlist under the series section.

General Yutu Facts

"Yutu" is supposed to be a fake name fyuuture kid is using to help hide his identity, but I am open to suggestions on that. Originally he didn't remember his name and Crowley picked it out for him, but I like the idea of "Yuu two" being a nickname he had in both your world and Twisted Wonderland and picked as his alias to honor his parent. Yutu really admires Yuu, he has nothing but empathy for your situation and respect for your strength, and while he certainly fought with you from time to time (some Yutus more than others) he wants to be like you.

That desire was very much cemented when he heard about how you won against the overblot phantoms. Yutu's unique magic changes depending on who his dad is, but all Yutus have extensive experience in combat magic and have fought a lot of monsters. Including overblot phantoms, same as you. His fights didn't go as well though... he's extremely afraid of the Great Seven's phantoms and has regular nightmares about them.

Back to the names... I didn't have names picked out for every version of Yutu, but Riddle does happen to have been one of them. His real name was supposed to be March, yes like the march hare but if I'm honest I was more thinking about the saying "in like a lion out a lamb" because I thought that described Riddle's temper pretty well.

The other ones I picked out I still like are Merrin (I swear I found it on a list of mountain themed names??? But it means sea born or pearl of the sea), Laurie (yes like little women, his unique magic was supposed to something to do with painting), and Roland (I have an unironic love for French peerage ok please do not judge me).

Some of the Yutus were meant to have older siblings who stayed behind in Twisted Wonderland (Riddle! Yutu wasn't one of them), but that was very much an idea I didn't develop extensively since it was more left over from Fire Emblem Awakening. I wanted there to be a Lucina type older sibling character who was very protective of Yutu and wanting a future where he gets to stay in Twisted Wonderland and they get to be a happy family. But again I didn't cook this idea extensively so idk how to feel about keeping it as a part of the ayuu.

Anyway on to the Riddle specific stuff ¬‿¬

So that bit about Yutu's real name coming from a description from Riddle's temper: I like to leave what Yutu looks like up to the reader, but Riddle! Yutu if nothing else took two things from his father, his (lack of) height and his temper. His facial expressions when pouting and angry are eerily similar, and they both have a strong affinity for fire. Riddle! Yutu is a lot like Riddle Tsum now that I think about it? Very high energy and likes to jump around all over the place, but determined to be at least somewhat dignified.

Since traveling back in time Yutu has been "studying" with Grim to try and get his flames hot enough to burn blue to flex on his dad and to bond with the monster. He usually just ends up watching him though, the mental image he had of Grim vs what the little guy is actually like is really wild.

Back to the temper, unlike Riddle Yutu wasn't home schooled so he got into a lot of trouble for losing it on other students. He had a chip on his shoulder about not having a dad, having a parent with amnesia, and especially about being short oh god he is so spiteful about that. He got sent to detention a lot, and shamefully it made him fight with Yuu a lot too. Not that he hates Yuu, he was just very emotional and not always the easiest to deal with. His last few interactions with Yuu before they died were very strained, and he is filled with remorse for a bunch of stupid things he said.

When he gets to the point where he has to admit to Yuu who he is there is going to be a lot of crying and begging for forgiveness. He was a stupid, angry kid who just wanted to know who he was and didn't feel like he belonged lashing out at the one person who he knew wanting nothing but the best for him. He doesn't really feel the need to ask for forgiveness from his dad (yet)... by the time Yutu was isekaid into Twisted Wonderland Riddle had been corrupted by his overblot phantom and was wrecking the Queendom of Roses so he never really met the real Riddle until he traveled back in time.

He also got compared to Riddle a lot, Yutu isn't stupid by any means but because of all that time spent in detention he is a bit behind on the fundamentals. Not to mention all Riddle has done up to this point is practice magic and Yutu only just found out it was real so of course there was going to be a skill gap! But still, he's Riddle's son and Riddle was a very memorable student for Crewel, so Yutu was guaranteed to hear some comparisons. It didn't help the daddy issues though...

Speaking of Yutu's time at NRC, he did get placed into Heartslabyul by the Dark Mirror and he does know all 810 rules of the Queen's rules. He's not as obsessed with them as Riddle is but he still knows what he's supposed to do and tries to be on his best behavior. He was not interested in being dorm leader and wanted to instead focus on the things Yuu always encouraged him to do, like controlling his temper and getting good grades.

I sort of like the idea of his unique magic being the ability to grow/shrink because in the book Rule 42 of the Queen of Hearts says “All persons more than a mile high to leave the court" and I like the idea of him trying to use his spell to get out of arguments with his dad.

Riddle has no idea that Yutu hates him... at first. This is partially because Yutu is usually very polite to him and partially because he is utterly unaware of how much people are afraid of him in general, but he starts to pick up on it when he tries to interact with Yuu. He wants to have a private tea party with just Yuu? Well Yutu immediately starts acting like this is somehow scandalous and calls him out on his feelings in front of the prefect and he wants to lose it so badly- Yuu agrees anyway and Riddle immediately gets unreasonably smug while Yutu pouts. Take that sucker! He's going to study with the prefect all alone and since it's Riddle you know you really are just going to study.

I don't think Riddle really considers Yutu a rival for Yuu's romantic attention, partially because he isn't fully aware of what it is he feels for Yuu, but even if he was. Riddle knows that Yuu sees Yutu as someone under their care similar to Grim, they actually talk to him about it quite a bit and he has no issue with that. He is actually sort of grateful for Yutu's existence since it has given him an excuse to talk to Yuu more and let them know how he respects them.

Yutu's academic struggles are something that actually bring him closer to Riddle ironically enough. Riddle has created study guides for Yuu and Grim before, he has no problem doing that for Yutu and inviting himself over to give instructions.

"Did you not get a lot of help from your parents?" Riddle sounds nervous, and he should it's an invasive question to ask. Yutu wants to be angry, but when he looks at Riddle, he just feels sad. "Not that it is any of my business really but well. I just noticed you never really talk about them, even to Yuu."

"My dad wasn't really around." He forces himself to look at Riddle when he says it, but it doesn't make him feel any better. If anything it makes Yutu feel worse, he knows about as much about Riddle as Riddle knows about him now that he's forced to look at him. "And my other parent... they tried really hard. But I wasn't always willing to accept it."

"I can't say I understand what that would be like." Riddle looks like he is trying to and that should be what he wants, right? "My mother home schooled me so it's hard for me to understand that someone's parents wouldn't be a constant figure in their schooling."

"You were home schooled?"

Yutu didn't know anything about his grandmother, it didn't even really occur to him that he had one and once he learns about her... well it certainly makes things make a lot more sense. He doesn't want to meet her, but he is curious about what she thought about his parent. What would she think about him? Does he even want to know?

My last concrete thought is that Yutu doesn't really get the whole horse girl thing. He is sort of afraid of horses actually, but I can see him maybe wanting to ride with Riddle once their relationship gets a bit better just to do something with him.

I like the idea of Riddle! Yutu being very into baseball for some reason and there's no way he's going to convince his dad to do that with him ha. Well not in this timeline anyway, I can see good timeline Riddle doing a bunch of research on baseball so he can talk to his kid about it. And showing up to all his matches to scream in support of his kid instead of at the coaches. He is breaking the cycle we love to see it.

#<3 asks #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #future kid au #riddle rosehearts x yuu #riddle rosehearts x reader

[lakesbian]

okay rachel posting time. i am going to have opinions on her

The scentless man waits for something, then speaks again, “Are you okay?” “Fuckin’ peachy.”  Brutus knows Master only says fuck word like that when she’s mad. “I have a hard time believing that, to be honest.  You were in pretty rough shape when I found you with Über and Leet’s henchmen, and those guys from the ABB.” “I’m fine now,” Master tells him.  She sounds angry.  Brutus steps forward, ready to growl to add own voice to hers, but Master tugs on leash just a little and Brutus stays quiet. “When I found you, one of them had you tied to the ceiling by your wrists and was using you as a punching bag.” Master breaks eye contact.  Brutus knows this is a sign that Master sees the scentless man as her alpha.  When she speaks, she still sounds angry, “I fucked up.  I was bored, restless, figured I’d walk Angelica and see if I could meet you guys where the money was.  Someone recognized me and tailed me.  I was stupid, I took my licks for it.  I’m fine now, we have the money, all is well.” The scentless man sighs.  Sounds a little angry as he says, “It’s not… no, nevermind.  No use getting into it.  But what if someone recognizes you while you’re walking him?” “I’ll fight back sooner, harder.  Or are you going to tell me I can’t walk my dogs anymore?”  All of a sudden, Master is tense.  Brutus can see it in her legs, hear it in her voice, feel it in her grip on the leash. “I wouldn’t do that,” the scentless man replies, his voice quiet, slightly strained “And you wouldn’t listen even if I did.  Just… be careful.” “I can go?” “Go.  Enjoy your walk, both of you.”

it's like...rachel's entire childhood was spent in an environment where any "concern" or attention from her authority figures was invariably going to be extremely ableist and confusing and scary for her. so much of how autistic children learn to approach interactions w/ ppl with social power over them is predicated on adults treating them like they're doing something atrociously wrong when they can't guess what that thing is, and no one ever explains. even "concern" for the child tends to result in "polite" attempts to force them into a specific socially acceptable mold, regardless of the cost to their mental wellbeing. i'm sure rachel has had uncountable experiences where she was made to feel like her distress or pain was her fault + worthy of punishment: because she was stupid, because she was retarded, because she couldn't act right, because she's a bad kid.

so, you know. of course she reacts to aggression and wariness with brian--her team leader--approaching her like this. he's asking if she's okay because he cares, but that doesn't change how often she gets treated like a bad dog on a leash. how is she supposed to know this is different from the times he gets mad at her for "doing something wrong," where she can't understand what the "wrong" thing is? how is she supposed to know this is different from all the hundreds of times that's happened to her before she even met him? he doesn't care about the money, here, but she has to cover her bases in bringing up that it's intact, because experience has taught her that people care more about how her behavior inconvenienced them than about how she's doing. it even sounds like he's about to say "it's not about the money" before he realizes that it's fruitless to go that route with rachel.

by "you were being used as a punching bag," he means "you were really being hurt badly, are you sure you're okay? i'm trying to check in on and help you," but all rachel hears is a reiteration of how she fucked up. he means "what if someone recognizes you while you're walking him?" as an inquiry into her safety. (he's incredibly protective of the undersiders during the bakuda fight, and afterwards he chooses to check on alec over detaining bakuda, so i'm sure the idea that rachel was kidnapped & hurt and he couldn't do anything about it rattled him, and he wants to ensure it can't happen again.) but rachel hears it as a subtle threat of punishment.

it's just Sooo. Soo Very. to see how her team is never quite able to figure out how to convey their care for her in a way that doesn't feel like a trap. rachie :(

#wormtime 2 #wormtime 2 arc 4 #wormblr #parahumans #always tied between 'surely this is too many posts in the tag at once' and 'ive seen people post more nonsensical shit with more tags' #so i do think it is sensible to put the actual like. Thoughts. into the tags #but if it's too many in a row someone can let me know

[shepherds-of-haven]

Sorry if this has already been asked before, but have you ever thought about writing a sequel to SoH? I know you said it would be a stand-alone book, but I think a sequel where we explore different continents would be extremely cool. I just love these character so much and idk if I’m ready to say goodbye. I know we still have a bit left but still…

Hi there, this message has been sitting in a long queue of messages I've fallen behind on answering for a while now, but I just wanted to say thank you for taking the time to send it! It ended up being extremely thought-provoking for me, and you may have single-handedly made me reconsider my stance on a Shepherds sequel! XD

I always planned on this entry being a standalone game, though I was toying with the idea of eventually writing a sequel that follows a separate cast of characters (aka different protagonist and companions, though with room for potential cameos with the old characters). Pretty much like how Dragon Age does it! I won't go into the potential plot details now, but I was thinking it might take place sometime between 10-15 years in the future, and it would follow "a new generation" of Shepherds in a different locale. I've sort of hazily cobbled together ideas for the story/main premise, but companions outside of the main protagonist have eluded me at the moment--I really need to focus on this game, its DLC, and my next book first, so I haven't given it too much thought!

However, your comment has unearthed some feelings I've been having about a potential sequel, too! It's hard for me to feel like I'd be ready to say goodbye to the cast, as well... It's so easy for me to write them because they've been in my head for so many years, and starting an adventure in the world of Blest with different and new characters admittedly feels a bit strange. It's like having to hang back a grade while all of your friends graduate high school and then looking around at the incoming freshman class like "welp, I guess you guys are my friends now! 😒" lol. I'm torn on the issue: I don't want to not challenge myself or refuse to move out of my comfort zone as a writer--in short, I don't want to be the kind of writer who recycles the same characters and material because doing something new is daunting to me, and I don't want you all to feel like I'm making endless sequels/trying to recapture old magic and should just move on to something new, either--but I do love my cast and I'm not sure yet if I should definitively say, "No, their chapter is done with this game and it's on to the next!", because I can see so many adventures happening to them even after this story is over!

The problem lies with endings--there are so many different endings planned for this game that I hesitate in treating any of them as the true or canonical one, but otherwise trying to account for all of them in a sequel feels quite impossible to accomplish when I wasn't planning on a continuation--along with other logistical concerns that I can't get into at the moment. Like, what if you end the game with all of the Shepherds except Halek dead? What if your friend ends the game with all of them alive, but the MC is dead? This game alone is already 1 million words, but a direct sequel would probably wrack up hundreds of thousands of variations based on all of these choices in its first chapter alone! 🤔

That's why I figure DLC is the happy medium here: you can expand on or create new content and adventures for the characters, but slot them into the timeline wherever you wish, like in between Chapter 7 and 8, etc. And episodic adventures might keep things small and streamlined enough that I can update them more consistently, rather than hacking away at one giant sequel game!

Aaaaaanyway... All this is to say: I have a lot to think about! Absolutely nothing has been decided yet (not even close), but these are just some of the things I've had rattling around in my head. Thank you again for your sweet and honest words: I'm glad you're so fond of these characters and would miss them. I would, too! But whatever ends up happening, I know this game won't be the last time we see them. :)

Thanks again!

#Shepherds of Haven #sequel #FAQ #spoilers #mild #me #personal #writing #it's pretty much a dragon age vs mass effect scenario #if you know what I mean :')

[liveforjeongin]

hi can you do lees! hyunjin, seungmin, and lee know and lers! hyunjin, seungmin, and lee know

like they’re having a tickle fight

Nothing's Fair

Okay, first of all I wanna apologize. This is a request I got in OCTOBER and didn't even know how to start it until like last week, and I'm so sorry for making you wait so long, anon💔💔💔

I also have to confess I've never had or even witnessed a tickle fight (not really interested on it neither so-), so I just had no idea of how to do it, but I did my best and I hope is good.

Thank you for being so patient and thanks for the request<3

-tickle fic, if you don't like that you can keep scrolling

requested by: anon

warnings: swearing, and... I think no more

taglist: @itzsana-kiddingmenow @channieissocute125

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Minho, Hyunjin and Seungmin were in the mall. Seungmin wanted to buy some things and he asked his members to go with him, and who could say no to him if he looks at you with puppy eyes?

They were already about to go home when Hyunjin gave Seungmin a small poke on his ribs, according to him, to "calm him down", since the puppy-like boy was jumping around like a small kid, he had so much energy that day.

"H-HEY! Hyunjin!" Seungmin turned back and tickled for like 2 seconds Hyunjin's belly in return.

Hyunjin did his best to not yell through his laugh as he was used to, and just escaped the younger's hands.

Minho could help but chuckle at this whole scene, maybe they'll have something to do when they go back to the maknaes+Lino dorm...

Once back in the dorm, what Seungmin first did was organize all his new stuff, he was really organized and kind of a cleaning freak, so it wasn't weird from him to not even sit down first before organizing.

About 20 minutes later, Seungmin was already back in the living room with his members.

He sighed as he sat down next to Hyunjin "I hadn't realize I bought so many things..."

This made the other two chuckle, and Lino spoke up "To be honest, me neither. I guess you stop thinking about that when you're having fun"

Seungmin layed himself down across his two members laps "Yeah... I guess that's true" then closed his eyes for a second.

Serious mistake.

It didn't pass even a second before Minnie was attacked with tickles on his sides and armpits by the two dancers.

"N-NOHOHOHOH GUHUHUHUHUYS! WHAHAHAT DID I EVEN DOHOHOHO?!" Seung got to say through all his laughter

"Oh, nothing~. You were just being too cute~, besides, you put yourself in a very vulnerable position... We just can't help it~" Minho spoke.

"You also tickled me in the mall, you deserve this, Kim Seungmin~" Hyunjin teased, attacking even rougher the younger's sides.

"B-BUHUHUHUT YOU TIHIHIHIHICKLED ME FIRST!" Minnie defended himself.

"Mmmm... He's right, though. I think you deserve some tickling as well, Hyunjinnie~" Minho changed his target, now tickling Hyunnie's belly instead of Seung's armpits.

Seungmin sat back down again on the couch, going for Hyun's ribs.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO! THIS ISN'T FAHAHAHAHAIR!"

"Nothing's fair in this life, Hwang Hyunjin" Minnie started to change between tickling the ferret boy's ribs and sides, and Minho did the same with his belly and thighs.

Gosh, these guys were such merciless lers...

"OH MY GOHOHOHOD! HAHAHAHHAHAHA! HYUHUHUHUHUHUNG! SEUNGMIHIHIHIHIN! PLEHEHEHEASE STOP! STOHOHOHOHOHOP! IHIHI CAN'T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT!" Hyun begged through his laughter.

"Oh? But I thought you liked it~, am I wrong~?" Minho teased, not forgetting that time he tickled the younger dancer with Chan.

Extremely flustered, and in a kind of desperate act for stopping Lino from saying anything else, Hyunjin got to squeeze his side, forcing him to stop tickling him and just giggle.

Of course our Seungminnie wanted to join him, just to give Lee Know a taste of his own medicine, so he standed up and sat at the other side of the couch, next to Minho, and went for his thighs, a well known death stop of the older thanks to some braves who had dared to tickle him enough to find this out.

"FUHUHUHUHUCK! YOU TWO, STOHOHOHOP RIGHT NOW YOHOHOHOHOU BRATS!"

"Mmm... Not happening hyung. You always do this without any consequences... That's not fair at all, hyungie..." Minnie teased

"Seungminnie is right... You're the bratty one here, hyung. Accept it~"

Minho didn't want to accept it.

Of course not.

But shit... The sensations were too much.

"OKAHAHAHAHAY! OKAY OKAY FIHIHIHIHINE! IHIHIHI'M A BIT OF A BRAHAHAHAT... IHIHIHIHIHI'M SO SOHOHOHORRY!"

"Mmmm... I don't know... What do you think, Seungminnie? Should we let him go?"

"Mmmm..." Seungmin pretended to think about it, looking at his hyung getting wrecked so bad by them two "Okay, let's stop"

The two youngers stopped, leaving their hyung all breathless, he looked really cute... They couldn't help but cuddle him.

Lino just smiled to them and let himself be cared for. The three of them fell asleep there together very soon.

The best way to end the day undoubtedly.

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This is my absolute record guys I wrote it in TWO HOURS

AT SCHOOL

I'm really proud of myself for getting to finish it, and even more in such a small time

Anyway, I hope y'all liked it :3

#skz tickle #kpop tickle #stray kids tickle #tickle #tickle content #ahhie's blog

[bangtanficsforyou]

They Reject You (Hyung Line)- Part One

Pairing: BTS x Reader 

Warnings: small mentions of alcohol, there might be curse words here and there.

Genre: angst (but it's not that bad, i think?)

A/N: If you enjoy my writing and wish to support me, consider joining my patreon!

Jin

"That's cute," Jin quips.

"Huh?" You say in a questioning tone. Not understanding what exactly he is commenting on.

"The guy preparing dishes for the girl, even though he sucks like really bad at it." He replies with an amused smirk playing on his lips.

Your eyes drift back to the screen for a brief moment to see the said guy now mistaking sugar for salt.

"I mean, dude is trying, so yeah, it is cute," you agree with a nod and take another scoop out of your ice cream tub.

"If only he had my cooking skills." He boasts, leaning back slightly as his smirk turns cocky.

"You went from complimenting the lead guy to complimenting yourself, real quick." You quirk a brow at him, letting him know that you totally intend on calling him out.

"Does that surprise you?" He ask, quirking a brow of his own, in return.

A soft smile appears on your lips. "Considering that it's you, no, it really doesn't."

He nods at you to agree with your words. "Hey, but it's true though. I am a great cook and my girl would be really lucky to have me as her man."

Something about the phrase my girl rubs you off in the wrong way. Maybe it's because when he speaks it like that, your brain comes up with the image of someone faceless being all coupley with him. But that's the thing, you don't want that person to be faceless, you want it to be you.

"So you'll cook for your girlfriend?" You ask trying to keep your tone playful to hide the way your stomach is currently churning.

He looks at you as if you have asked the most ridiculous question and as if the answer to that question should be obvious. "Duh, that's like one of my top date ideas. To cook for the girl I love and wooing her with my skills."

You hum in response.

Does he ever think of you that way? Is the person faceless to him as well? Or does he have someone he likes already?

"Jin," you call out, not thinking straight and acting solely on the emotions that are coursing through your veins. Perhaps, you have had enough of bottling up these feelings and of not having a clue where you stand.

He responds with a hum before glancing away from the screen to look at you.

"I have feelings for you."

For a few moments there's only silence except for the noises from the TV and in those few moments you keep your eyes locked with his, simply because you're far too anxious to move even in the slightest. Plus, having your eyes on him allows you to notice every emotion that plays on his face.

But the longer the silence stretches, the more your heart sinks.

If you were to go by his reaction, or lack thereof, you know, that whatever words he's about to speak, will only break your heart.

Jin closes and opens his mouth a few times, searching for a reply. He just wants to say something, anything that will break this awkward silence.

"You can just be honest with me, you know?" You say, adding a light chuckle at the end, in hopes that it will make him feel comfortable enough to spit out whatever it is that he wants to say.

Thankfully, it seems to give him enough courage.

"I just, haven't ever thought about us like that and your confession caught me extremely off guard." Jin sighs. "But I'm glad you confessed, I can imagine how tiring it can get to keep your feelings to yourself. I just hope now you feel a little lighter and I really don't know what's the app–"

He is cut off by a something small hitting him right across the face. When he realises that it's a popcorn and that it's you, who has aimed it at him, he stops his rambling and looks at you with a confused frown.

"You don't have to ramble so much," you snort.

"I just don't know what to say," Jin for some reason looks disappointed with himself. "Just give me sometime?"

You shrug, pretending to be totally unbothered. "Don't worry about it. Take all the time you need."

With that you turn back towards the tv screen, and rewind the movie a little bit because you have no idea how the plot progressed in the last ten minutes. Jin takes the hint that this conversation is over, at least, for now and resumes watching the movie.

However, you can feel his eyes swiftly move to your face every now and then, just to make sure you're okay.

Any other time, you'd have appreciated it and cooed at how sweet and caring he is, but right now, you honestly hate it.

Because even though he didn't directly say it, you understood what he meant. He does not know how to turn you down.

You understood it the moment he said that that he has never thought about the two of you like 'that'. As someone who knows what falling in love feels like, you know, picturing yourself with the person you want, is something that happens automatically. It's just a part of the process.

But it never occurred to him that way because he never really found himself falling for you.

So for the next twenty minutes, you pretend to be slowly falling asleep to avoid any sort of interactions with the man sitting a few feet away.

Min Yoongi:

"You're late," that's the first thing Yoongi says when you take your seat. Rightly so, you think. Afterall, you're half an hour late and had it not been for your text you're pretty sure Yoongi would have left by now.

"I'm sorry, there was too much traffic," you lie hoping he buys it.

He nods but a part of you thinks he doesn't completely believe it, yet chooses not to question your words.

Instead he hands over the menu to you. "What would you like to order?"

"I will just have the usual, I guess," you reply not bothering to skim through the menu.

"Well then," he dings the bell, notifying the waiter that you both are ready to order.

Once the waiter has noted down both of your orders and is gone, you find yourself glancing around awkwardly to avoid his eyes.

"How was your Sunday?" His deep voice greets your ears and you mentally curse out loud.

"It was just another Sunday," you shrug, not bothering to keep up the conversation because honestly, you're scared as fuck to exceute your plan.

Okay, that sounded very spy like but it's not that serious.

Your plan is to confess to Yoongi.

Yoongi is the man you're engaged to.

The man you're engaged to because getting married to him, would be extremely beneficial to both of your father's companies. The man with whom you have gone on ten dates so far, because although, arranged, you two should get the oppurtunity to get to know each other before marriage. The man for whom you've found yourself falling, just after the third date.

When you put it like that, it does sound as intense as being a spy. Because even though the two of you have been on dates and are about to get married, Yoongi isn't someone who's emotions can be read very easily.

You don't even know if he enjoys your company or agrees to go on the dates with you just because he feels like he has to. He doesn't make you feel unwanted but that doesn't mean you feel particularly wanted either. It's somewhere in between. Which is confusing as fuck, to be honest.

But it's not like all that matters. You both are getting married eitherways, so the bare minimum you can do is to be honest about your feelings for him. That way, you'd let him know where you stand in this arrangement.

You have told yourself that just because you found yourself falling for him this quick doesn't mean he'll too. If his current feelings for you, turns out to be platonic, you'll be okay with it. But that doesn't mean that a part of you does not hope for him to reciprocate your feelings.

And it's because of your 'plan' to confess, that you were late by half an hour. You just kept pacing in your office and lost track of time.

But now that you're here sitting infront of him, and staring at him, you realise that there's no point in stalling.

"Actually, I realised something this Sunday," you say.

He quirks a brow that lets you know that you've got his attention. "What that realisation might be?"

You sigh, feeling your nerves take over. "That if we're going to get married, we should be honest with each other."

His curious expression turns into that of a confused frown. "What do you mean?"

You chew on your lower lip before taking a deep breath in hopes that it will provide you with the courage you need to just let the words out. "I like you."

Yoongi's face remains neutral but you don't miss the glimpse of surprise that flashes through his eyes. That surprise is enough to tell you that he wasn't expecting that.

He remains silent for a few moments and you let him be. Before he can speak, the waiter comes with the food which breaks the tense atmosphere.

Thanking him, you take your portion of chicken on your plate, when Yoongi starts speaking.

"Thanks for being honest with me," he says it softly and in a tone that lets you know that he means it. It also lets you know that there is a but coming. "But I guess I have been too stuck in my head to let myself relax and feel anything."

There we go.

You know you said that you'd be okay with him turning you down but now you don't feel okay at all.

It hurts.

But you guess, you should have seen it coming.

It doesn't help that from the very moment, you realised your feelings for Yoongi, your brain had been imagining you two being happily married and being in love with each other. Basically living with each other like any other couple who marry in normal circumstances.

Your hurt must have been visible on your face because as soon as Yoongi notices the effect his words have, he starts fumbling with his words.

"Look-What I mean to say–"

You chuckle, albeit a fake one, to put him at ease. "You don't have to explain yourself, it's okay."

Yoongi looks unsure but figures he doesn't know what else to say. Which is why he ends up asking, "are you sure?"

You nod and give him  smile, hoping to reassure him.

As you look back at your plate, you find yourself wondering what this marriage is going to be like. It's not exactly loveless, but then that love isn't reciprocated. You find yourself panicking extremely, when you think of the both of you living together.

Fuck, what's worse is now he's aware of what you feel for him. You two would pretend to be happily married to the rest of the world and be awkward when away from the public eye.

What the fuck have you gotten yourself into.

Hoseok:

It's weird now that you have confessed to Hoseok, your dance teacher.

You know when the term "teacher" is used in a sentence like that, people usually frown. But you'd come to your defense and say, that there's nothing frown-worthy here.

You're twenty two and he's twenty six, both adults and belong to the age group where you both can make your own decisions. Plus, it isn't the usual teacher-student scenario here. Although, you and Hoseok started off with him being your teacher, gradually the two of you became friends.

Hence, it's fair to say he isn't just your teacher.

It's when you started to get to know him outside of the four walls of your classroom, that you started to fall for him. How could you not? He's a literal sunshine. A person who can light up anyone's mood and someone who's presence feels so warm and bright.

You've honestly, never met someone like him before.

You think he should have seen your confession coming but the surprised Pikachu face he made upon your decaration of love, told you that he clearly did not anticipate that.

The whole confessing thing went fine. You were scared, yes, but you did it. What isn't fine, however, is how he is yet to give you an answer.

But it was you who had asked him to take as much time as he needed and to not feel pressured. But after seven long days, you're getting antsy.

Which is why, once the class is over, you linger until everyone else is gone. Once you notice that there's no one else and just you and Hoseok, you head towards him.

You tap on his shoulders to make him aware of your presence.

He turns around and upon noticing that it's you, he gives you one of your sunshine smiles. "Hello."

"Hey," you return his smile and greet him back. "If you don't mind, can I talk to you about something?"

He nods without missing a beat and you honestly love how this isn't awkward at all. Although, by the look in his eyes, you think he has some idea what you want to say. "Did you think about what I said last week?"

Hoseok gives you a nod again, and this time his smile turns apologetic. "Yes I did and I'm so sorry for not reaching out to you any sooner."

You wave your hand in the hair dismissing his words. "Don't apologise, it's obvious that you'd need your time to gain some clarity."

"Thank you so much for being so understanding." He feels relieved to hear your words but sighs when he realises what he will have to do. "But I think I'd rather us be friends, I'm sorry."

Ouch.

You chuckle. "Again, there's nothing you have to apologise about. Thanks for letting me know."

With that you give a tiny little wave and head for the door.

"Wait, you're leaving?" He queries, not expecting you to just leave.

You smile at his question. "Although I'm like totally cool, I still need some time away to let it sink in that the guy I have been crushing on for months, just turned me down."

Hoseok feels bad when you put it like that but he knows you're right. "I get that, I'm sorry–"

"Stop apologising, will you?" You say in a light tone letting him know that there's nothing that he should be worried about and that you're definitely not upset about his rejection. When you notice that his expression has softened, you offer him one last smile before heading out.

When the warm air greets you outside, you feel a bit of melancholy. It's just your mind that wonders how beautiful it would have been had you got the opportunity to call Hoseok, yours. How lucky would you have been had you got to see the side of Hoseok that he reserves only for the special someone. How you could have easily fallen in love with him and would have cherished him.

But alas, you don't think that you'll get the chance to do any of the above.

You just hope whoever, gets to do those things with him, they cherish him and treat him right.

Namjoon:

"I have feelings for you," you slurr, the evidence of alcohol heavily present in both your breath and words.

Namjoon, the person your words are directed at, completely freezes. He blinks a few times for you to say something like sike! gotcha but when you don't, he lets out a nervous chuckle. "You're drunk, you probably don't even know what you're saying."

"Just say that you don't feel the same. Don't try to educate me about whether I'm drunk or not," you whine in complaint. "I anyway saw you making out with that girl a few minutes ago."

Namjoon's expression changes when he realises that although you're saying this in your drunken state, you very well know what you're talking about. Were you really confessing to him? Right now? At your brother's birthday party?

"Hey, c'mon we can talk about this later." He says trying to keep his voice gentle so that he doesn't sound as panicked as he feels.

"No, I need you to say it to me." You reply, voice as firm as it can be in your drunk state. "I need you to say that you don't feel the same. That would help me get over you."

At the end of it, you end up looking like a child throwing tantrum with a pout and a sad yet annoyed frown on your face.

Any other time Namjoon would have cooed at the sight but right now he's too concerned about not making a scene and gain unnecessary attention.

His eyes do a quick scan of his surrounding and when he makes sure that so far the two of you have managed to not draw attention, his eyes drift back towards you and he speaks in a hurried, hushed tone. "I don't think this is the right time to talk about this. Especially not in a room full of people."

"You're deflecting from the topic," you huff and cross your arms. "There's nothing too difficult about rejecting my confession. Just say so and we will be done."

"Can we do this later–"

"No we can't," you cut him off and stomp your feet in anger. "You don't know how much it hurts everytime you treat me as just your best friend's little sister. I know you'd never see me like that but seeing you make out with someone else was a whole different level of hurt."

Namjoon's features soften when he notices that now your features have turned that into of heartbreak.

"I understand what you're trying to say," he says his eyes now on the floor. "But still, I think that this is a conversation that should be saved for later."

You get closer to him, your eyes visibly fuming with how he refuses to take your words seriously.

"You tell me that you don't feel the same, right to my face or I'm not moving an inch from here." You grit the words through your teeth.

Namjoon sighs and you're standing so close to him, that you feel his breath hit your face. "Is that what you want?"

"Yes," you reply without missing a beat with your eyes fixed on him, refusing to move an inch. It's your drunk mind's attempt at registering everything so that you don't forget it when you wake up tomorrow. You need to remember this so that you can put a stop to this one sided pining for once and for all.

"Well then, I don't feel the same." He whispers the words so slowly and so gently, that had it not been for your undivided attention, you'd have missed it.

But you don't.

The words have you flinching even though this is very much what you had asked for. You take a few steps back and nod at him, letting him know that you're satisfied with his answer.

You don't look up at him as you leave the hall and ultimately, the party. You think you hear a voice calling your name and you think it might just be Namjoon's but you don't turn around to confirm your suspicions.

Right now, your utmost priority is to reach your apartment and let things sink in.

#BTS x Reader #BTS ff #BTS reactions #But unrequited au #BTS angst #BTS scenarios #Jin angst #Jin fluff #Best friend Jin au #Yoongi angst #Yoongi fluff #Arranged marriage au #Hoseok fluff #Hoseok angst #Dance instructor au #Namjoon angst #Namjoon fluff #Brother's best friend au

[guardian5tiger3]

About your soul mate/ your person in this lifetime.

* So I want this to be sort of what are things about them specifically and also what are they not like in order to help rule out other people especially from the past. But spirit of course is always gonna do what they do so we'll see :)

Groups -

1 2

3 4

5 6

Group one

So for you guys your people seem very in tune with the universe. They seem obedient to the natural order, or flow of things. They seem to understand and work with universal laws. Now this seems like it could be that they tend to keep to themselves or on the other end of the scale depending on who it is in this reading it's as if they're shamanic. Either way they might have shamanic or wizard like qualities. Something like that. It seems like while everyone else does what most people do in life. I wanna say fighting for some maybe about their families who knows, either way. Most people do what they do but this person spends their time more wisely than most people. In a way they spend it building up or growing in some ways. They could just be on a very spiritual journey on life and they don't know what they're building up to, but it's important and good. Or they are building up for something specific and it is also very good. Like a career or something you know.

Mm this is odd but for you guys it seems like you're soulmates don't come from or have a very happy family and or social life. Maybe they're just extremely introverted , either way I'm seeing any social situation or family whatever they dealt with or still are around seems to feel suffocating or that it trapped or traps them in some way. More or less something to them in some social way was off in some way or another so they sort of choose or have to isolate. But because of the isolation it's like they grow more and quicker more than someone who does not isolate the way that they do.

This reading was super easy to channel and I really dig the energy so I hope this helps 👍🏽💗

Group two

I heard fallen and so with the cards it seems like currently or maybe in the past or future this person lost balance somehow and it is causing them stress. They may have tried to take on wayy too much and that's why this has happened. So it's almost like they're basically almost starting from scratch in terms of self care or something like that. Maybe just getting it back together in general right. It's something about this person being normal from a distance but up close and personal this person is almost shocking somehow. I feel like at least after meeting this person you guys would know what I mean. Somehow tying you guys into that being so about this person it seems that there's differences and similarities but somehow you two specifically match or are a good balance together. I'm not gonna lie this group feels like some of you actually already know this person but only some of you not all. This person could kind of be elsewhere in their own minds a lot. Like they're just always thinking about something that has nothing to do with what's going on in reality. So the words they say may kind of be very honest and blunt maybe because they're too distracted to do things like sugarcoat things or pick up on people's cues and things like that. They honestly might be pretty romantic like and really love the idea of love basically or they have this effect on other people, like as in they could be sort of dreamy. Or this is the energy they perceive the world in in general. This person is very imaginative for most of you. Okay depending on the specific person here in the past present or future, sometime they were more serious and focused. They may just be hopeless romantics or something like that. They may prefer to remain in their minds in the period of time that they're doing this because they prefer the ideal over the bleak reality of something or things in general. They don't sugarcoat things unless somehow in some type of romantic way possibly! But it does not seem like they need dishonesty or anything because the truth itself is happy. Something about self expression ok so I'm guessing that they do that well. To be honest it seems like they're kind of imbalanced. Especially if youve known them they were imbalanced somehow in the past or possibly present. It kind of almost seems like it's for some kind of good reason though so pros and cons I guess.

Group three

TX - yo so I was shuffling the cards and somehow that typed out so I guess that might mean they're from Texas or Texas is important somehow or something about the letters maybe? You guys figure that out. That's crazy. This could be someone with a lot of stress. They might take it out on others or some thing some times. They seem really sweet though so I'm assuming this is a healthy outlet. Some of these people here could be into sports , they could even be someone who plays sports. If so they could have or could gain injuries from doing that. This person honestly seems like the type where they don't feel like they want to heal or the need to deal with sad stuff and traumas and things because they think in a way, well we're gonna die anyway . Sorry I know that's grim. But I don't know it's just a specific mentalities I'm picking up on. Their families could have hurt them. For some maybe they tried to have a family with someone like have children or pets or get a place together or something, and this person was not good. Family or past dating they seriously for some of you could have been dealing with a witch putting spells on them possibly or trying to maybe? Woww..

This is a person who is honest and upfront. They don't play little tricks or anything it seems. For some of you they might have a specific humor that made me question if that wording was correct though. I heard word of mouth for some reason and they are just really still coming out as super honest. Maybe people around them try to speak in lower vibrational ways like maybe spreading rumors , making things up. This person speaks and all of that is instantly dust in the wind. Lastly I just wanna say they do have stress and things they don't want to heal and your qualities must be perfect for helping this person balance out their issues like that. I felt sick at the end of this no lie so this might be worse issues for some of you and this person kind of really needs you guys when y'all meet and join in each others lives.

Group four

I'm sorry for a harsh example because this person seems to flaunt stuff they have or be too open about it it's like this person will walk down a city street with all of their money taped to their shirt so someone can simply grab it and run off. Maybe honestly people take from this person a lot and for some reason I don't see them defending themselves how they should and have the full right to at that point. I feel like they almost don't feel like the stuff they do this with matters which honestly is very mature and true deep down and I like that perspective. But I also am kind of feeling the side of well people should not take from other people or do them wrong, I don't like that. Honestly this person seems pretty unattached to most things in life if not all things on a level greater than the average human being. This person could have been sort of poor at one point in some way or another. Maybe they just developed too much in that state where they are too grown to even care of they have what they had lacked now. You guys I'm gonna be honest you might or maybe you won't find this to be an issue, but it seems like they would be hard to convince to be attached to you on a level because this person seems hyper aware and hyper fixated on the fact that nothing lasts and everything is temporary. It's something about learning ,that seems like it's gonna be different for all of you. Maybe they read books, or they're here in this life to learn a lot. It depends on each one of you I think. You guys might want to show this person passion and how to enjoy life and things more. I think they understand this I just don't think they embrace those parts enough. It's almost like they're too clean. Be a kid have fun you know. That. It's like they're too neat I'm seeing like organized white room vs all the colors in the sky and I'm also seeing people playing paintball actually so huh. That's super cool. They seem smart but also like they have a pretty clear mind. I just feel like they embrace mundane energies too much you know.

Group five

This is super sweet so it feels like this person is comforting to you and make you feel at home in some way. So maybe like I'm literally remembering that scene in ratitoulloui I don't know how the spell the French mouse movie ok. The guy eats the food and then remembers his momma's cooking. It's like maybe this person brings you back. They could totally like some crazy good foods. Like probably something Italian or maybe French or something the best I can describe as to what I just channeled was probably tortellini lol. I'm really not sure what it was though. I feel like for some of you like around half this person is goofy they like stuff like the mouse movie maybe and they like ravioli. Or spaghetti. I don't know

Okay this person just seems like both of you will make eachother laugh and smile. I'm picking up on a kids pool like an above ground swimming pool. Shit maybe you both actually knew eachother as kids. Maybe it's someone you lost and are meant to reconnect with possibly. Rely on destiny though don't force stuff. I hope this helps.

Group six

This person seems like some type of leader or in charge or just powerful in their own right but they need companionship . I kinda wanna cry so like wow you all, that's super powerful. This person kind of seems like they're above other people not in the way you're thinking I mean but like they are just too different somehow and they struggle in their lives to find someone who understands or matches their vibes. It's kind of like holy shit I can't even pick up on much to tell you all about what this person is like I think for the group of you this is what you all collectively need to know about your people. So probably metaphorically this person may be somehow disguised when you come across them first. Kind of seems like two totally different stranger looking in totally different directions but you're both wearing disguises. It just kind of seems like even for you and them you guys are on different wavelengths at the start. So I get it now you guys are meant to kind of struggle with identifying this person or more so understanding their true identity.

Well lemme tell you what they won't be like. (Without certainty though..) they are not the type it seems , where they would be focused on other people when it isn't fully necessary. They are not vengeful. They are not extra , basically. They don't mess with other people.if it's not necessary. Maybe they would find it necessary to do so if they saw a person doing something morally incorrect okay. I'm more so trying to convey that they wouldnt do it for petty reasons or for no reasons. For whatever reason spirit wants me to end it here so hm. I hope this helps. It was interesting. Peace out .

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[seokjins-luigi]

i hate everything about you | pt. 2 | pjm

・pairing: ex!jimin x ex!f!reader

・genre: exes to ? | angst | smut

18+

・word count: 4.2k

・summary: accidentally, you bump into your ex who, mind you, previously cheated on you. so you're 99% sure the only feeling you have left for him is sheer hate. but the 1% leaves you questioning.

・banner: by the amazing @/kookdiaries

・A/N: i'm very sorry for making you wait for so long ): but finally, here's part 2 of this story. i wanna thank everyone for the amazing feedback 💜

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You like to think of yourself as a not complicated type of person. Most of the time, you’re logic-oriented, try not jumping into conclusions and, above all else, you don’t waste your precious time obsessing over things that are outside of your control. 

This has been working for your chill personality for your entire life just fine, but when it comes to Park Jimin, none of it applies to you. 

Today, you wake up feeling extremely tired after the awful night of sleep you obviously had. Unfortunately, you couldn’t think about anything else other than fucking Park Jimin. The things he had said kept replaying in your mind in a never ending loop. Totally obsessing over it and this is so unlike you, it hurts. 

You watched the dark shades of the night turn into the golden shades of the morning through the thin curtains of your bedroom window. What did he mean when he asked you if you still had no idea? Was he trying to manipulate you or was there something you really didn’t know about the situation?

As much as you keep trying to convince yourself that you don’t want to dig into it, you know that you very much want to dig into it. You nor only just want, you need to. If anything, it’ll give you closure. Although it sounds bizarre and you honestly didn’t have the faintest idea of what this could be about, it really felt like some part of Jimin was being honest.

“I wanna tell you everything”, he actually said that. Maybe there is something to be told. Or maybe it’s just wishful thinking, maybe you are only falling under his spell all over again. But the fact that you were the one who did not let him speak last night is eating you alive, now you’re anxious and nervous and it’s all your own fault.

You were just sure things could not go on like this, because it was starting to affect your work. You kept losing focus on your meetings with clients, forgetting about important tasks or overlooking details that should not be overlooked. This is where you draw the line. You can’t allow Jimin’s influence in your life to go this far. One time was enough, you can’t allow him to mess with your head again. 

After pondering about it for hours, you decide to go looking for him. You know the only way out of this spiraling mode you’re in right now is to have an honest and thorough conversation with Jimin, because you deserve to know the truth. 

When you arrive at the bar, the place Jungkook took you last night, you see Jimin’s car parked nearby. It was almost exactly six o’clock and you’re sure he had arrived at work already, he’s always been a responsible guy. Luckily, as if destiny was giving you a hand, not even a minute later you see the glass door of the bar being opened and a second later Jimin passes through. 

You see your ex heading towards his car, he doesn’t seem to have seen you across the street. You hesitate for a second, but you force yourself to go to him. 

Each step you take in his direction makes you want to just run away as fast as you can, almost as if you can’t take the anticipation. You need this. You need closure. You can do this, Y/n.

As you got near, you saw him looking for something in the glove compartment, still unaware of your presence. You take a deep breath and call his name.

“Jimin?” You’re surprised with how confident you sounded. 

He snapped his head in your direction, confusion stamped all over his face.

“Y/n?” He furrowed his eyebrows, turning to you as he spoke. “What are you doing here?”

“Can we talk?” You looked him in the eyes and he returned the deepness of your own. “Please?”

“Y/n, about last night… I’m really sorry. I was drunk, I shouldn’t have gone there and bothered you with my shit”.

“I can forgive you for last night if you tell me the whole story”, he looked down to his feet before you could finish the sentence, breaking eye contact with you. “Jimin-ssi, I deserve to know”.

He turns his back, delicately closing the door of his car. He, then, turns back to you, finally looking into your eyes once again, the surprise from his eyes is gone and you’re not sure of what you see there. 

“All I can say is I’m sorry for last night, but”, he leans and rests his body against his car, displaying an annoyingly nonchalant expression on his fucking face as he shrugs. “There’s nothing to tell”.

At this moment you remember why you hate his ass. It’s ridiculous how he can look you straight in the eyes and lie to you after the scene he pulled hours ago in your house. 

You take a deep, frustrated breath.

“Fucking bullshit! Thanks for reminding me how much of an asshole you are, Jimin. I almost forgot”, you smile dryly. “I hope next time you drink, you don't show up at my doorstep whining again, ok? Next time I’ll call the fucking police”.

With a smirk, he declares. “There'll be no next time, Y/n. Rest assured”.

“Well, praise the lord, huh?” You reply in a sharp tone, not allowing him to say his piece. “I regret every single tear I’ve wasted on you. You… You were the worst mistake I’ve ever made”.

He glares at you with contempt plastered all over his face, his plump lips tightened as his brows rose. You wish punching people in the face didn’t cause as much trouble as it does, because you can swear to all gods that have ever existed that the only thing you want at this moment is to punch this expression off his face. 

“Say that again”, he challenges you, brows still in the same position as before, with a darker shade of brown on his eyes.

You refuse to give him the satisfaction. 

“You’re not deaf”, now you’re the one who answers challengingly, raising your own brows as you try to speak calmly. “Next time we bump into each other, do me the favor of pretending you don’t know me”.

You turn your back to him and march back to your own car, hating yourself for dragging your ass all the way to this fucking bar again, only to have him mock you. You rush back into your car, knowing fully well that there’s a big chance that Jimin’s still observing you, so you can’t allow yourself to cry. You were not even sad, you’re genuinely pissed, but unfortunately you’re an angry crier. 

You could run over him if it wasn’t a crime. As you are about to connect the keys to the ignition, you hear a soft knock on your window and you just know it’s him. Rolling your eyes, you turn your head in Jimin’s direction and he gestures, asking you to roll your window down.

You do as he says and hiss impatiently. “What?”

“One last fuck and we’ll forget about each other”, he licks his lips in an obvious attempt to make you feel something.

Unfortunately, you do. But fortunately, you’re pretty good at hiding your emotions when you really want to. So you just throw your head back and let out a very ironic laughter. 

“What’s so funny, Y/n?” He asks you, with a piercing look in his dark eyes, tilting his head to the side slightly. 

“I just told you you were the worst mistake I’ve made, man…” You let out another laugh, less energetically. “Are you into degradation now? I’m not really into that kind of kink, sorry”.

“Oh, come on, Y/n. You fucking love angry sex”, he declared in a lower tone, with a raspy voice that he knows makes you feel things. 

He has a point, you do love angry sex. As you keep silent, Jimin continues.

“Let me take you to my place, it’s just around the corner…” his eyes focus on your lips as he speaks. “Let me fuck you, until you forget why you’re mad at me. You know how good I am… Just this one last time, then you can go back to pretending I don’t exist”.

You do know how good he is. You hate to admit, even if it’s just to yourself, but he’s more than good. Your sex life with Jimin has always been great, actually, that’s why you got even more hurt when he cheated. You used to think you were enough for him, that you satisfied him as much as he did to you. Apparently not. And that broke your confidence and self esteem in a way that you’re still trying to recover.

You’re pissed at him, but you can’t deny that you’re still insanely attracted to this motherfucker, regardless of your history. Your mind desperately says no, but your but urges you to say yes.

“Why would I say yes to this ridiculous proposition?” You scoff, trying to mask the fact that this is you already starting to give in.

“Simply because you know you want me to fuck you”, he declares with a knowing smirk.

The way he’s looking at you right now is definitely not helping you to stay focused on maintaining your sense of dignity. His plump lips slightly parted, forming a deliciously attractive dirty grin, his eyes intensely glued onto your own lips as he waits for your answer. You can’t deny how magnetic he feels.

He leans further in your direction, cupping your face with one of his hands, running his thumb over your mouth. You are simply unable to stop yourself from delicately parting your lips, taking his thumb between them and sucking it softly. He lets out a heavy breath, locking his dark eyes with you as your skilled tongue runs along his finger.

“Let’s go, babe”, he almost begged this time.

He didn’t have to ask you again, unfortunately. He opened your car door and next thing you knew, he was dragging you up the stairs of his building until you saw yourself inside his small apartment. 

As soon as you were inside, he pushed you against the front door and started kissing you hungrily. Just like the last kiss inside your place last night, it feels like Jimin is hungry for you, it feels like he can devour you right then and there. His tongue tastes yours with desperation, making it difficult for you to breathe. One of his hands lands beside your head, on the door, and the other travels up your body, from your waist to your boobs. 

The kiss is messy and intense, not only for him, but for you too, your mind can’t seem to focus on anything other than Jimin. It feels like time and space aren’t real when you’re with him, just like it was then. 

Reaching for the hem of his shirt, you tug it in order to get rid of it as quickly as possible, getting rid of yours in the middle of the way too. 

“You missed this, didn't you?” Jimin places your hand on his abs as he whispers with a cocky grin.

“I think you missed these much more”, you reply with the same amount of cockyness as him, guiding his hands to your boobs.

“Oh, I fucking did”, he whispers again, mouth already glued to your neck as he kneads your breasts.

In the back of your mind, a little annoying voice tries to warn you, saying you will regret this later. But, honestly, who gives a fuck? Life’s hard enough for you to worry about future regrets. You’ll hate yourself for fucking Jimin when the times comes, right now, all you want to focus is on his devious tongue and the crazily good patterns it’s drawing all over your neck. You’re so lost into Jimin’s magic that you don’t even realize you let a moan escape your lips driving your ex even more mad.

His mouth is back on yours and he pushes you towards the couch sitting in the corner of his small living room, throwing you carelessly against it. His tongue is already pushing his way between your lips, you close your eyes, focusing only on the intensity of Jimin’s kiss. It feels like you’re back to the beginning of everything, this kiss feels like what it felt like kissing Jimin for the first time. The passion is still there and you will deal with it later.

“Let’s get rid of this, shall we?” He asks you, pulling the strap of your bra down, almost not waiting for your nod of approval. 

You both sloppily get rid of the rest of your clothes, tossing them carelessly on the floor of your ex’s living room. Next thing you knew, he had two fingers in you and your nipple in his mouth. He sucked and licked your nipples in a passion that had you gasping and his fingers were bent inside your thoroughly wet pussy. He knows exactly what he’s doing with his fingers and his mouth, he knows exactly how you like it and that’s why it feels so good. Being with someone who knows you and what you like is so much better than spending the night in a stranger's bed like in the countless one-night stands you’ve had the past few months.

“You’re so fucking wet right now, babe… It’s ridiculous how much you want me to fuck you, huh?” He teases you, lips brushing lightly against your already sensitive nipple as he speaks.

You let out a loud moan this time, staring back at his intense black eyes, and nod. 

“I do, Ji”, in a distressed attempt for grounding, you scratch his back with your nails, not minding if it’ll leave him marked or not. He gasps and you continue. 

“Please, just fuck me, Ji-”.

“Of course, babe, anything you ask”, he cuts you mid sentence.

He pulled his fingers out of you and, before you could whine about it, he shut you up with another messy kiss, but also full of desire. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted both your bodies up, switching places with you on the couch. He positioned himself between your legs, making the tip of his cock touch your wet and throbbing folds.

“Rid me, Y/n”, he asks you, half tenderly, half assertive. “Show me how much you miss me”.

You felt something inside you shake. This is so fucking wrong.

But without thinking too much about it, you let your weight down on his cock, feeling the delicious stretch all at once. Both of your breaths falter, basking in the divine sensation of him being inside you. 

Your hips started moving on their own, as the pleasure started to consume your mind completely. You had your eyes on Jimin’s beautiful face, now fully taken over by lust, darkening his features in an irresistible way. His plump lips parted and he moaned, making you forget completely about everything else around you. 

Your movements were starting to become desperate, feeling the way his cock fills you up completely, as he tries to pick up your speed with his own skillful hips. Both of you were loudly showing how good you can give it to each other.

His hand travels up your body, as he lifts his upper body to reach the back of your neck. He sticks his tongue out and licks the side of your neck, the warm and moist sensation makes you close your eyes instantly. 

“If you don’t take it slow, I won’t last much longer, babe…” He whispers, as he grasps your hair tightly. “Can I take over now?”

You hum. You love being in control, but you love it even more when Jimin is in control. He instantly switches positions with you, thrusting hard the moment your back touches the couch, in a slower, but deeper pace compared to how you were riding his cock just now. 

The intensity of his thrusts have you clenching around his cock. Shaky breaths leave both of your lips, both of you too focused on the ecstatic feeling of being together. The sounds of your wet pussy being snapped against his cock, his balls slapping against your naked ass mixed with your moans and pants.

“I could…” He thrusts you one more time, deeper than before. “Fuck this pussy forever”.

You feel your walls clenching tighter around his cock, not missing a single inch of his length being pushed inside of you. 

“Look how… how good you take it, babe”, he groans in your ear with his cock buried deep inside of you.

You feel his cock twitch and another moan escapes his parted lips. You’re both almost out of breath. You know he won’t last much longer now if he continues to hammer you in this intensity. Your body tingles with pleasure with every single thrust of his hips.

At this point, you’re just a moany mess. Your heart is racing and in every pump you can feel the adrenaline flowing through your veins. Jimin’s thrusts start to become desperate and out of pace, while you can feel the burning sensation building in your lower stomach. 

One of your hands travels to your clit, your head snaps back when your fingers finally touch your throbbing sex, feeling the divine sensation spreading throughout your body. Jimin replaces your fingers with his own, with a cocky grin hanging on his swollen lips.

“Fucking slut, look at you…” Moving  his fingers in circular patterns as he pants and thrusts and gazes at you with his dark, lusty eyes. “You still like it messy, huh?”

“Ye-”.

Before you could finish, the electric sensation takes over your whole body and all you can focus on is the pleasure taking over you. You whimper as the orgasm spreads through your veins, screaming Jimin’s name. Clenching even harder around his dick as your pussy spilt out your juices all over his twitching cock. 

He bites your shoulder and you feel like he’s on the brim of cuming too.

“Ji, I- I want you to fill me up”, you whispered in between your pants. “I want it all”.

“Y-Yeah?” You know he’s struggling to hold back by the sound of his shaky, low pitched voice. “Are you gonna take all of it like the good girl that you are, babe?”

You want him so bad. You want to feel everything you missed out on in the last months away from him. 

“I will, Ji, please”, you looked at him, eyes pleading as you gave yourself completely to him. Once again. 

He thrusted deep inside of your pussy one last time, allowing his orgasm to take over him and cuming deep inside of you, painting your clenching walls white. Both of you are too out of breath to move, so you just take your time breathing and trying to recompose yourselves before Jimin pulls out of you. Sweat covering both of your naked bodies on a weekday afternoon. 

You closed your eyes, feeling the tiredness and soreness, but also the delightfulness and the lingering sensation of pleasure. This motherfucker was right, what you two have is not easy to find. This chemistry.

You open your eyes when you feel Jimin’s body weight being lifted up from yours. You take your time looking at him and he is still just as beautiful as you remember. Not just hot, that’s obvious. But he’s also beautiful like very few men in the world are.

He sees you’re staring and smiles cockily. 

“Too handsome, huh?” 

“Unfortunately, I have to agree”, you roll your eyes, almost playfully. 

He laughs softly and throws himself on you again, laying his head between your breasts and hugging you. It’s ridiculous to admit, but it just feels right. 

Both of you remain silent. The only thing that can be heard are both of you trying to catch your breaths, but you don’t even pay attention to that. You’re nervous. There are so many questions you wanna ask and even though this feels right at this moment, this man made you suffer like hell not so long ago. 

“Ugh, I don’t wanna get up”, he declares in a lazy voice, his face still between your breasts. “You almost make me want to miss work”.

You sigh. This is too much, too domestic, too nostalgic, but you want to be right here, exactly like you are, in his arms. All the things he said to you yesterday flash through your mind. How he said he missed you, how he begged for you two to talk and you refused to listen. You were hurting so much you couldn’t see through the pain and resentment. 

“I’ve missed this”, you finally confess in a whisper.

But you’re sure he could hear you, because his arms closed even tighter around you.

“Me too, babe”, he murmurs the answer. 

Your hand travels up to his silky hair, running your hands through his locks. You’re not sure how long you just stay together like that, enjoying each other’s existence silently, but you finally break the silence.

“We still have a lot to talk about, don't we?”

He lifts his head to look you in the eyes. “Do we?”

“You think we don’t?” The protesting tone was clear as you voiced the question, specially because you didn't find anything genuine in his eyes when he asked you that question.

“We don’t”, he averts his gaze, laying his head almost between the crook of your neck and your shoulder.

“Jimin, look at me…” You try to sound as firm as possible, but it sounds more like a plea than a command.

“Baby… Just- Let’s not do this”, he whispers. “I can’t”.

You lift your body with your elbows so you could look at him, making him untie his arms around you and sit as well.

“What do you mean, Jimin-ssi?” You try again, speaking slowly so your nerves don't get the best of you. 

You don’t want to believe that this is true. He can’t treat you like you’re some random booty call.

“Hey!” He tries giving you an obviously empty smile. “What happened to Ji? I prefer when you call me Ji”.

Also sitting up, bending your legs in order not to touch his anymore. The way he’s speaking to you right now, the way he’s looking at you with empty eyes and an empty smile. You know where this is going and you feel sick to your stomach with the idea that you allowed Jimin to get in your head again and, once more, you end up hurt.

“And I prefer when you tell me the truth!” You raise your voice now, trying to find on his face any signs that you might be wrong.

“I thought I had made myself clear when I said I have nothing to tell you”, he states firmly, averting his gaze from yours. “I have already asked you to forget about this”.

You feel a huge lump in your throat, trying your best not to allow the tears to form in the corner of your eyes. You are not crying in front of Park Jimin ever again. You refuse. Even though it hurts just like it hurted before, you’ll save your tears for another time.

“Really? After fucking me, you’re just gonna ask me to get the fuck out of your life like nothing happened?” 

You watch his face contort, like he was profoundly thinking about what to say next. You suddenly see his expression change and you know this is his sassy snarky side taking over, nothing serious comes out of him when his eyes reflect his darker side like that. 

“I was horny, you were horny. I thought it was clear it wasn’t a bargain”, he still doesn’t look at you while he speaks. “It was just sex”.

And he shrugs. It’s clear to you that this shit’s been a fucking joke to him. A sick fucking joke you never expected him to be capable of. This is not the Jimin you spent years with, the one you loved, the one you wanted to get married to at some point in the past. 

His words cut through you. Just sex. 

You hate everything about this Jimin.

“Of course it was just about sex… I’m sorry if I misunderstood the situation, Jimin. ” You push his legs aggressively so you can get out of the couch. “Excuse me, I wanna leave”.

You start collecting your underwear and clothes from the floor of his stupid house, trying your best to block the tears away. You dress yourself hastily, while Jimin watches you in silence. You head for the door, but he holds your arm lightly, trying to stop you.

“Hey, Y/n… Don’t be like that, I’ll feel guilty”, he pleads softly again.

“Get your hands off of me”, you groan between your teeth without turning to face him. “Also, fuck off”.

He lets go of your arm and you leave his apartment as soon as you can, slamming the door behind you. You rush back to your car and drive away as fast as you can, only allowing yourself to cry your anger and pain out when you’re tucked in bed later that day.

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╭﹐❣︎﹕ They Find Out You,re A Girl﹒〣 ﹕‹𝟹 － 𝖬𝖤𝖦𝖴𝖱𝖴 𝖡. 𝖪𝖴𝖭𝖨𝖦𝖠𝖬𝖨 𝖱. 𝖸𝖮𝖨𝖢𝖧𝖨 𝖨. 𝖱𝖤𝖮 𝖬.

cw/tw. fluff, teasing (not sexually)

an. got this idea from watching Mulan 🙎🏽‍♀️ also they might be a tad bit oc but not really, i just started watching Blue lock and i’m already on episode 11 so i do apologize if they seem oc. Also i’m only doing four characters since it’s my first time writing for this anime but next one there will be more people! anywho enjoooyyyy .

𝖬𝖤𝖦𝖴𝖱𝖴 𝖡𝖨𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖱𝖠

It didn’t take him that long to put two and two together that you were a fake male.

I mean the hints were obvious, your feminine body, you’re a tad bit shorter than the group, your scent was way different and you were always the last one to leave the locker room. He was surprised the others didn’t catch on when the hints were there but he wasn’t going to tell on you, honest truth is he likes you and took interest in you so there’s no point in snitching. Your skills were unmatched, you were fast and extremely talented, seeing that you placed 270 on your band made him question things about the rank, the way your body has control over itself when having the ball, your dribbling skills..that’s what made him interested into you which made you both end up being friends.

Spending your time with him and growing more of a bond you started to grow slight feelings for him…but that’s for another time ;)

You on the other hand were utterly shocked that they didn’t catch on you were a girl..maybe they were just dumb or too focused on winning the matches. After the game with Team V, all of you guys celebrated in the locker room with screams and laughs of joy, you were blessed that none of them were completely naked especially Bachira for some reason who was always butt booty naked,

It was all laughs and smiles that night as the boys made their way back to the room deciding to do the tradition celebration potluck, Isagi noticed you weren’t with the group questioning you on why you weren’t following along, “Hey (Y/N), you coming?” You simply shook your head with a soft smile, “Ah, no imma stay back for a while i gotta do something. I’ll catch up with you guys later,” He hummed with a nod before walking out of the door catching up with the group, seeing that he finally left you sighed in relief taking off the blue jersey tossing it on the bench as well taking your hair out of the short ponytail you had in with your locs.

Sighing once more you placed your head against the locker feeling your heart speed up, “It’s too late to turn back now,” You mumbled, before you had the chance to recollect yourself you felt a hot breath hit your neck, “So you are a girl..?” You gasped lightly, quickly turning around to be faced with Bachira who slightly towered over you with a grin on his face, your back instantly collided with the lockers as you looked up at him staring into his gold eyes with your shocked ones, “Bachira!? It’s not what you think-“ He hummed, leaning his face closer down to yours to the point you feel his breath hit your lips, “Oh cmon (Y/N), there’s no reason to keep lying, yeah?” You opened your mouth to defend yourself but quickly closed it knowing he was right.

There was no getting out of this even if you tried, you huffed looking away. “How did you even figure out i was a girl?” He shrugged his shoulders, “It was obvious really, your scent is different from ours, you’re a lot shorter and your body is more feminine which completed the whole thing.'' When he finished, you could physically feel your eye twitch. YOU WERE THAT OBVIOUS?! I mean you were obvious but you didn’t think you were THAT obvious, you thought if you worked out more with your back muscles it would’ve at least not given them the hint you had a feminine body! Seeing your utter defeat he chuckled, “There’s no reason to be defeated, I'm the only one who catched on with your little secret,” Well that made everything better you guessed, “Just..Bachira please don’t say anything. If they find out they’re gonna freak out and if that maniac in the computer finds out i’m gonna get kicked out.” You sighed looking into his eyes, he hummed in response looking into your (E/C) orbs as if he’s getting lost into them, with a small smile.

“Your secret is safe with me sweets.”

Reference Hairstyle:

𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖲𝖴𝖪𝖤 𝖪𝖴𝖭𝖨𝖦𝖠𝖬𝖨

The only reason he found out is when your voice accidentally slipped when you were training together.

You didn’t mean to lose your temper honestly! But he was teasing you about how bad you couldn’t block his shots and being the short temper person you lost your cool and accidentally let your real voice slip, hearing your slighter high pitched voice from your fake deep one echo through the training room as you both stood there in utter silence staring at one another.

Kunigami stood there with wide eyes staring at you as you avoided his stare at all cost. You lost your cool and now you’re caught, just your fucking luck any minute now you swore you could hear crickets by how silent it was. Building up the courage you cleared your throat finally forcing yourself to look up at him, “Kunigami- '' You started but got interrupted by a gasp when he backed you up into a wall, arms crossed staring down at you. Shit being corned like this by a big guy is kinda scary, “What are you doing here knowing this is an all boys union?” He questioned letting his deep voice echo through your ears, you swallowed that giant lump in your throat as you held eye contact with him, “Uhm..i just..i.” You stuttered, having a hard time to finish your sentence, for some reason hearing your stutter and seeing how difficult it was for you to finish his face softened a little knowing he probably had that mean muggin face placed.

He doesn’t know why his face did that but he didn’t really care, he sighed. “Listen (Y/N), it’s not like i’m gonna tell or snitch on you- just wanna know why a girl like you is in an all boys soccer union.” He asked with a softer tone, you groaned leaning your whole weight against the wall with your arms crossed. “As you know my passion is playing soccer and being the world's greatest spiker— and since there isn’t exactly a girl blue lock union I decided to come here instead…By” You paused looking down, “By stealing my brother's letter and basically making me into him so it would’ve been believable,” You finished, Kunigami looked at you speechless you really did the extreme to steal your own brothers letter to enter the blue lock program, “And before you say anything. Yes I know i’m a dick for doing that but he doesn’t even care about it to begin with! He only got the letter because of me so i decided to take my opportunity and steal it,” Again he looked at you in disbelief,

This is why you didn’t wanna get caught, you hated explaining things but you knew what you were getting into when joining the program, your eyes everted to his orange ones hearing him murmured, “Wow..that’s- damn (Y/N)” He slightly chuckled running a hand through his orange spiked hair, hearing his chuckle made you form a small smile of your own. “But if you did make it, that would mean you have to act like a boy for the rest of your career,” You nodded your head, pushing some of the twists out of your face, “Yeah..but i knew what i was getting into when joining. So please Kuni..keep this between us?” For some reason hearing your soft voice speak and hearing a nickname you called him made him slightly blush looking away, you paused for a minute to see his face turn slightly red, you grinned. “Are you blushing, Kuni?” There you go again, talking in that soft voice with that nickname leaving your mouth,

He grumbled, “Shut up! I’m not, and stop with the nickname.” You giggled slightly seeing how flustered he got, “Oh come on, is this your first time getting a nickname?” You questioned, he mumbled in response, “So what if it is..” You smiled once again, “So cute.” You teased, Kungami rolled his eyes feeling a small smile tug on his lips, “You keep this whole situation between us, got it?” You nodded your head, “Yessir.”

“And I'll keep this secret of yours safe.”

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𝖸𝖮𝖨𝖢𝖧𝖨 𝖨𝖲𝖠𝖦𝖨

Isagi found out when he accidentally walked into the locker room seeing you shirtless with a bandaged chest and your hair down from the pony tail you had in earlier with wide eyes and a flustered face.

You didn’t notice he had came in at first till you turned around to see him by the door with wide eyes staring at you, shocking you as well pausing your actions to look at him, “(Y/N)?!” He questioned, shit you weren’t careful enough to look around your surroundings, you gulped down that giant lump in your throat, “Isagi i can explain-“ Before you could get the sentence out he ran out of the locker room with a still red face and many thoughts running in his head.

Should I tell everyone? Do I keep this to myself??

Wait no i can’t tell anyone about this or what i saw..but i can’t keep this to myself! I have to tell someone anyon-

“Hey Isagi! Where you go man?” Igarashi questioned spotting him walk into the room, Isagi looked up to the group making their eyes widen, “Woah dude! Why is your face red?” He gasped lightly forgetting his face turned red after the whole incident that just happened, “My face? I- well you see-“ He got interrupted when you walked into the room taking everyone’s attention off him and onto you, “Took you long enough!” Jingo yelled, you nervously chuckled, “Sorry guys, i took longer than expected.” You cleared, avoiding eye contact with the black head as he stared at you. “Well since everyone is here let’s all go to sleep, we have a match against Team Y tomorrow.” Gagamaru stated, everyone nodded their heads and went to the their assigned sleeping bags,

You walked to your sleeping bag that was unluckily across from Isagi avoiding all his stares, getting under the blanket, shakily breathing out to yourself, forcing your eyes closed to try to sleep it off. As for Isagi he couldn’t sleep, he couldn’t when he just found out one of the best players on Team Z is a girl it was just the thought clouding his mind. He huffed as he sat up to be met with your figure, he couldn’t take it anymore he needed to talk about what happened earlier, “(Y/N),” He whispered, you flinched hearing his voice call out your name, tightening your grip on the blanket,

“We need to talk about what happened,” He said, you grumbled, “There’s nothing to talk about it,” You said in your real voice he rolled his eyes grumbling in response, “There is something we need to talk about,” Silence filled the room as you started to think to yourself, if i tell him he might sell me out to the others..but the time i’ve been playing with him and getting to know him he probably won’t..ugh why did i have to get caught. You huffed, ripping the blanket off, sitting up straight to be faced with his dark blue eyes with your own dark (E/C) ones. “Fine,”

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You leaned against the wall with your arms crossed, glaring at the hard ground. It was silent between you both, he didn’t know how to start this conversation and you didn’t feel like explaining yourself, “Uhm..so-“ You cut him off, “Isagi, listen, what you saw back in the locker room keep that between us. I can’t afford to get kicked out, I already made it this far so please just don’t sell me out.” You finally looked up to make eye contact with him, he felt his air way get caught in his throat as he stared into your eyes, he felt his face go slightly red getting a real close to your features now.

He’s now noticing how feminine your face looks, your nose, your eyes, your cheeks and lips— and your hair! He was surprised you were able to trick the whole team into thinking you’re a male, he blinked a couple of times nodding his head, “Y-Yeah..your secret is safe with me.” You sighed in relief finally letting that tense feeling go, “Thank you Isagi,” You smiled, he swore he felt his face go hotter just seeing your smile,

“Yeah..yeah..”

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Reo found out when you yelled at him not watching out for your real voice, it was when you guys had lost to Team Z. Everyone was in disbelief about the whole match, some mad some upset shi you were even pissed off about the whole thing. You were upset at yourself for not getting there on time, you let the team down you couldn’t help be feel at fault here.

The members tried to comfort you saying you tried your best but you couldn’t believe them..to make things worse Reo was frustrated and pissed off. He didn’t even mean a single word he said to you but he couldn’t control his feelings at the time, “Reo i already know i fucked up you don’t gotta remind me.” Your voice snarled glaring at the purple head through your eyelashes as he scoffed with a sarcastic grin, “I wouldn’t have to remind you if you would’ve just gotten to the ball! You’re our fourth best player, you had that!” You stood up with a scoff of your own, you took one step forward before Nagi had to hold you back, “That’s enough Reo, (Y/N) tried his best,” He defended but he only rolled his eyes, “If he was trying his best we could’ve won against them!”

That was it, you growled under your voice ripping your way out of Nagi’s hand being face to face with him, “Listen you jackass, i know i fucked up ight!? I know i didn’t get to that ball on time like i predicted but you don’t gotta put the whole blame on me! We all lost as a team and i already feel like shit for selling us that win,” The rest of the group went silent hearing your higher pitched voice from your deep one echo through the locker room, Reo eyes widened, “What happened to your..” You know you fucked up by revealing your real voice but there was no turning back now, you didn’t give a damn at the moment. You scoffed, “My voice? If you haven’t guessed it i’m a girl genius.” You said bumping into his shoulder walking out of the locker room to Team V’s room.

The locker room was silent as they saw you stomp off, Nagi sighed walking to sit on the bench as Reo stood there still in shock, “One of our best players is a girl? How did she..” One of them started, but stopped still in disbelief. Reo ran a hand through his hair staring at the ground, with a grumbled Tsurugi walked up to him placing a hand on his shoulder fixing his glasses with the other hand. “I suggest you go talk to her about an apology,” He looked up at the black head who looked at him, “Did you know about this?!” Tsurugi nodded his head looking back at Nagi who looked at the both, “Me and Nagi knew.” He slowly nodded his head looking away from the taller male,

You slammed down your jersey onto the bed, running your hands through your hair slightly gripping it due to irritation. You started to grumble cuss words under your breath only to stop to hear the door open and close, you didn’t bother to look up assuming it was either Nagi or Tsurugi coming to check on you but you were wrong. “(Y/N)?” You looked up at him making eye contact with him with a scowl on your face. “What? Hear to yell at me and say it’s my fault again?” He sighed softly shaking his head, “No..I wanted to apologize for what i said.” You squint your eyes slightly at him, leaning on one leg with your arms crossed, “Go on.” He cleared his throat, “I’m sorry for yelling at you back there, I was just pissed and I let my emotions run free without watching for it, so I'm sorry.”

You raised a brow, but hummed in response. “Next time you yell at me I'll throw a soccer ball at your head.” He chuckled in response, rolling his eyes, “Yeah yeah whatever..but uh what’s with…all of this?” He spoke indicating finding out you were indeed a girl in an all boys soccer program. You shrugged, “Well you found out i’m a girl obviously due to me using my real voice and not giving a damn. And since i..basically exposed myself from losing my temper please don’t tell anyone that the fourth best player on Team V is a female, i don’t know how the other boys will handle the fact a girl sneaked into Bluelock. I can’t afford to get kicked out..so please tell the team to not tell anyone,” Reo softly smiled towards you, placing a hand on your shoulder,

"Your secret is safe with me."

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