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No seriously, I think the show is really going there, or at least implying it.
(spoilers)
I mean, there will never be Morph and Wolverine in an actual relationship beyond friendship, because Wolverine is the fanboy favorite, massively popular character, and they would never risk putting him in a m/m relationship. (Or interpreted as m/m, Morph being nonbinary but generally presenting in a male way.) We had a gay Wolverine in the comics, but he was an au version of the character in a book that wasn't widely read, and it was still controversial. And despite all the fan jokes and headcanons, there is no actual proof that Scott and Wolverine are fucking in the main 616 comics in whatever Krakoa "poly" relationship involving Jean may or may not be happening. Marvel is not going to risk upsetting fans with a bi Wolverine in a show that will be watched by far more people than read the comics.
But Morph having secret, unrequited feelings for Wolverine that go beyond friendship? Yeah, they could go there. Like I said in another post, Morph is a safe character to do this with, they were barely in the original cartoon, they have very little presence in the comics (outside of AU books like Exiles), they are far less popular than the big names. And the OG cartoon established that Wolverine is their special buddy. (Not to mention, TAS Morph has NO established sexuality, they don't express attraction to anyone in the whole series.)
So far, we've seen Morph shift into Jean and mock both her and Cyclops in an attempt to cheer up a despondent Wolverine (and doesn't that feel a little bit like a "Hey, look at MEEE!" moment?).
We've seen Morph go out of their way again to engage Logan in a mock fight. This happens during a montage when Jean is reading a letter from Storm, and scenes seem to correspond with Storm's comments about the importance of forming bonds with others. The Wolverine and Morph scene happens when Storm's letter is talking about how people will "make any sacrifice" to maintain those bonds, but what is being sacrificed here? I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that it's Morph ignoring and staying quiet about their feelings for Wolverine in order to maintain the friendship.
But then, there was the latest episode, holy shit. Everyone is hallucinating nightmares due to the influence of fake Jean/Madelyn Pryor. What does Morph hallucinate? They hallucinate a naked Wolverine in the shower - and the camera even does a slow pan up when Morph sees him, like the "sexy lady" gaze in movies. Morph jokes about helping Wolverine wash those "hard to reach areas," and actually starts to walk into the shower with him, holy shit. Then the hallucination shifts into nightmare mode, and the Wolverine hallucination responds with:
"Always with the jokes, Morph."
Then:
"As if I don't know. As if we all don't know."
Don't know WHAT, exactly? What exactly is the heterosexual explanation for this scene? Morph could have been hallucinating anything, the writers chose to put them in this very homoerotic situation with Wolverine. Oh, and at the same time, Gambit is seeing a hallucination of Rogue and Magneto together, in what seems like an obvious parallel.
"Wolverine" then changes into Sinister to show Morph's obvious greatest fear, but WHY start the scene like that? Why start with naked Wolverine and "As if I don't know. As if we all don't know."
They may not be fucking, but I will not be surprised if the show gives us "secretly pining for Logan" Morph.
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wcters · 12 days
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𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗚𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧
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pairing: matt sturniolo x fem!reader
word count: 2.6k
summary: y/n joins the triplets on the cut the camera podcast to talk about having a boyfriend who’s a triplet, social media, and hobby’s
warnings: dirty/sexual jokes, established relationship, swearing, sexual innuendos, not a warning but thank you @whoetoshaw for some inspiration. please check her out! i will probably make another one 🤍
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“Good morning campers, welcome back to the cut the camera podcast. It’s your hosts Nick Sturniolo,” Nick introduced, “Matt Sturniolo,” Matt told the camera, “and Chris Sturniolo.” The boys finished. “And we have a special guest if you couldn’t hear her laughing at us, Matt’s girlfriend, Y/n!” Nick told the camera as it showed you in your seat, smile on your face as you waved. “Happy to be here.” You spoke to the camera. It then panned to Matt sitting his his seat with his cheeks turning pink. “We had to beg her for so long to feature in one of these.” Chris laughed, shifting his hat as he spoke into the mic. “We had to buy her a box of Diet Coke.” He deadpanned. You smiled in response.
“Okay, to be fair, I’m not a social media person. I think the only social media I have and use a lot is Instagram and Facebook.” The three boys laughed as you mentioned Facebook. “It’s for family members! My grandparents have a hard time figuring out social media apps. But either way, have Tiktok but don’t even remember the last time I posted on there.” You tried to think but nothing was popping up. “That brings me into the first question,” Chris interrupts you, “what’s it like dating an “influencer” as some would call us while you just ━━ quite recently actually ━━ made your accounts public?”
“━━ before you speak,” Nick interrupted as Chris gave him an annoyed look and Matt groaned. “Here he goes.” Matt whispered into the mic. “I was just going to say she should introduce herself!” He yelled in defense as he put his hands up. “Oh shit, true.” Chris gestured to you. “Hello everyone, I am Y/n and I am a friend of the triplets and Matt’s girlfriend.” You started to introduce. “I like how she said a friend of the triplets and not just Matt’s girlfriend.” Nick laughed. “You know it babe.” You replied, laughing in your seat. “Anyway, I am nineteen. I am from Canada, and moved to LA around two ━━ three years ago? Yeah. Sorry, what was the question before?” “See, Chris? She has manners. You need to learn some.” Nick teased. “Shut the fuck up. The question was what’s it like to date an influencer?” Chris asked. Matt turned his head toward you.
“I’m not really sure what it’s like to not date an influencer since Matt was like . . . my first “real boyfriend” you could say, but I would assume it’s similar to a relationship with a non-influencer. You do the same things: dates, sleepovers, movies, etc. But he’s away sometimes,” you shrug, “when you guys went on tour, Matt was away a lot and we had to do long distance for a bit. I think it was hard for both of us ━━”
“━━ more for me.”
“━━ but it’s what happens when you date someone as famous as you guys are. I know what I was getting into, same with the social media part. I knew I would be on camera sometimes, especially because you guys vlog and other things. You guys respected my want to be off camera and I remember, Matt was so worried when we got together because we really liked each other but social media was his job, but I was fine with that! Of course I would be.”
“I was so worried,” Matt breathed out, “like I had mentioned before that I did what I do and she had mentioned that she didn’t want to be online, but when it got serious I didn’t want for this whole thing to be ruined because of what I do, you know?” “Of course,” Nick butted in, “and especially hate that she could’ve gotten ━━ no offense Y/n.” You nodded, “none at all. Completely agree.” “You would’ve felt a little scared, no?” Matt and you nodded. “I didn’t, and don’t, want her to be effected negatively from it. I mean, it’s inevitable really, but still. I couldn’t help it, still can’t, I’m her boyfriend.” “I knew what I was getting into,” you spoke, “it’s what happens in most male celebrity, youtuber fan bases. You guys get hate too sometimes.”
Chris nodded. “I think me and Nick were a bit unsure too. We had known you for awhile and we liked you. We talked to Matt about it too. Just saying like “watch out for hate,” and “support her,” and shit like that. You didn’t need any help at all.” “Like I said, I knew what I was getting into. I have friends that are dating some popular content creators and we have talked about it before. That’s how I know what to experience and how to deal with it. Thank you ━━“ there was a bleep as you said her name “━━ love you to bits.”
“What is it like to be on the podcast?” The youngest boy asked, looking at his phone and then to you. “To be honest? It feels great. I have seen this set from when it was just an idea to it actually happing and it is truly amazing to see what these boys can do.” You we’re honest, these boys had such great ideas and it felt unreal to see them come true. “Matt, you have such a nice girlfriend.” A laugh that sounded more like a giggle came out of Matt’s mouth. “Thanks. She is.” He replied, moving the mic. There was laughing around the table.
“This would’ve been super awkward if you were like “no, I hate her!”” You joked. Nick put his hand over his mouth. “I don’t know what I would do if that actually happened.” “Well good thing I’m not going to say that.” Matt spoke, looking at his girlfriend. “Thanks. What a man everyone,” you clapped your hands, “get yourself someone like this guy over here.” You pointed to him.
“Yes!” Nick yelled, clapping too. “And, there’s two other brothers . . . but one is gay. He is still available? Boys? Hit that line. And Chris’s too,” you pointed to the long-haired brother, “it’s too often he tries to get into the bed with me and Matt because he hates sleeping alone.” You whispered into the mic. The camera moved to Matt nodding and then to Chris as he started to protest. “No! You’re just over too often. Stop hogging my brother. I slept with him first ━━ wait!” He puts his hands up. You moved your hand over you mouth in shock as Matt leaned his head against the table and Nick copied your movement. “Not like that! I meant we,” pointing to Matt, him, and Nick, “had sleepovers before you did.” “Bitch, don’t bring me into this.” Nick chimed in. “Real.” You agreed.
“Let’s just move on!” Your boyfriend suggested as he lifted his arms up. “What is like dating a triplet?” He asked. “It’s not that much from dating a regular guy, apart from the fact that either one of these kids is following him everywhere ━━ mostly Chris ━━“ which earned a “what?” from the guy “━━ and sometimes I’ll like . . . steal a sweater or some sweats or something from Matt and then I’ll just be on the couch and one of the boys will come in and be like “I’ve been looking for that” and it gets confusing.” You laughed. “But besides some of those confusions, it’s like dating a guy and having two best friends that come with him.” “A package deal.” Nick agrees. You snapped your fingers at him, “yes. Exactly like that. And it’s so fun. It can get annoying, but what’s any kind of relationship if you don’t get annoyed?” “Yeah guys. I may be annoying, but you still like me.” Chris jumped in. “Yeah, sometimes I doubt that.” “Me too.” The other brothers agreed. “That was so inspiring.” Nick said. “Thank you.” You did a fake bow in your seat.
“You also help keep the house clean since you practically live over at our house.” Matt added. “I do, I do. I literally have clothes and my skincare shit at you house. And a toothbrush ━━”
“━━ And a toothbrush.” Matt said at the same time. “It’s convient for sleepovers!” Nick explained. “And also because you do just live here. There have been so many times where I’ve knocked on Matt’s door and then opened it and Matt’s just playing games while you’re chilling in his bed.” You nodded, shrugging. It was true. “Dude ━━ I have gone to wake up Matt for the day and I won’t even notice she’s there until I hear her move or some shit cause she’s all up under the blankets. Surprised you’re even under the blankets with Mr. Blanket stealer over here.” Chris points to Matt as Nick nodded his head and you laughed.
“I just tug em’ back. Or he just grabs me. This kid . . . I swear it’s like I’m never close enough.” “I just run hot you’re always cold.” Matt retaliated. “You run hot because you steal all the blankets!” Nick yelled. “I feel sorry for Chris every time you guys have to share a bed.” “Do you really though?” The boy in question asked. “. . . Not really, no. I like my blankets. Maybe you can teach him to share Y/n.” “I will certainly try.”
“And she can teach you fuckers to clean,” Matt retorted, “every time I go into your room it’s like I am walking through a morgue.” After he finished there was a “hey!” from Chris and a “that’s not true!” from Nick. “Keep me out of this.” You held your hands up in defense. “I will clean what I need to.” “She’s like a second mom.” Chris compared. “Don’t say that. That’s weird.” Matt muttered into the mic. “Yeah, this is like the same argument as the use of mommy and daddy.” Nick agreed. “Now, you just made it weird,” Chris pointed at Nick. “How about we move on so we can stop this from getting even weirder.” Matt clapped his hands.
“Yes. Next question. You watch our videos I would assume?” Nick asked. “Of course, who would I be if I didn’t?” You replied. “Period.” Chris replied. Nick gave him a side eye, “anyway . . . How do you feel that people are writing fan fiction about your boyfriend?” You covered your mouth with your hand. “What?” Matt asked, looking scared. “You guys are going to hate me for this.” You spoke. “You didn’t make one about Matt did you?” Chris joked. “No! I wasn’t that weird. But a canon event in every girls childhood ━━ and I mean every single one - was writing or at least reading fan fiction. Brittany Broski is so real for talking about it. Me? It was the guy who played in Doctor Who. The 2000s one.” “David Tennant?” “Yes. I was an avid Wattpad user. You could catch me on there every fucking day dude. I think I still have my account.”
A scream filled the room as everyone looked at Nick. “We have to find it and go through it. But . . . I still can’t believe you used Wattpad.” “Dude, ask any mentally unstable female girl and I promise you, she will tell you she did. I don’t use it anymore, but I was obsessed.” “Are the videos awkward to you because you used to write shit or no?” Chris jumped in. “A little bit. I mean, it must feel weird getting fan fiction written about anyone. But I think because I’ve been in that spot and writing it that I understand a bit more,” you admitted, “the videos are great ━━ like every video of yours is - and it’s so funny to see your reaction.” “We need to bring you sometime if you’re up for it.” Matt suggested. “Maybe?” You shrugged, dragging the word out. “It would be super funny.” Nick commented. “Oh for sure, but I don’t know if I’m ready to go back to that phase in my life.” You grimaced.
“Hashtag trauma.” Chris responded. “Please never say that again,” Nick murmured. Matt agreed with a “that was so cringey.” “Really though,” you laughed, “you get it.” Chris got up from his seat and high-fived you. “Have you guys ever read fan fiction outside of filming?” “Oh, switcharoo question. I mean, I have to check and find stories and make sure we don’t get demonetized. I don’t know about these two.” Nick answered first. “I haven’t, but I find it weird that Matt has wattpad downloaded . . . And that he asked people to send some to him.” Chris spoke. “It’s not like that!” Matt yelled, putting his face in his shirt. “Matt, honey. It’s fine.” You joked. “Oh my god.” His voice was muffled from the sweatshirt.
“Is that how you got into reading like . . . Actual books?” Nick asked you. “Not really. I’ve been a reader since I learned to read, but it probably had some effect on my reading.” You responded. “I read a lot now, too. Like if you guys are filming I’ll just hangout im Matt’s room or something and read.” “She’s always reading.” Matt said into the mic. “No actually. We could be getting picked up by Matt and this kid is in the passenger seat with a book in her hand. How can you even read in the car?” Chris blurted. “I actually don’t get car sick. I think I’ve been car sick once. I sleep in the car too. And I have the best naps in the car. It’s just something puts me to sleep. I’m not sure what.” You explain. “But yeah, I do read a good amount. I’ve got Matt to read a little too. Chris would you ever read?” “Probably not,” he answered,” just have too much going on. And no offence, but if I have time off I’m not going to sit down and read. There’s so many other things I could do.” You nodded your head, “to each their own.” “I’ll like nap or something. I feel like we’re all avid nappers.” Chris asked.
“No, totally. I love napping.” Matt answered. “Me too.” Nick agreed. “I’ll only get up if I have to.” “I’ll only get up if Y/n gets up or if Chris wakes me up. There’s not a lot that will get me up. Except if I need to pee or we have something that day.” Matt added on. “It’s true,” you nodded, “he will not let me go. And if I get up, he will get up and pull me to the couch if I’m not already on it and just lay there.” Your boyfriend nodded. “Hey, at least you have a personal pillow.” Chris added on. You nodded again. “You should by lucky? You know how many girls would want Chris to do that?” The blonde boy continued. Chris made a weird face. “Hey guys, make a fan fiction about it.” Matt looked at the camera. “No!” Chris yelled, slapping Matt’s finger that was pointing to the camera. “I’m just kidding, I don’t really care as long as they’re not super weird and gross.” “Cheers to that.” Nick agreed.
“On this note, I think we should wrap it up.” Nick announced. “That was today’s episode, it was amazing. Everyone thank Y/n for coming on the podcast.” Chris faced you, speaking into the mic. “It was an absolute pleasure. I would love to come back if you would have me.” You thanked them. “Of course. We won’t let you leave.” The blonde boy joked. “Just kidding, but still, thank you for coming on and we will see you guys next time. Bye!” Everyone waved to the different cameras before it showed you in your seat with Matt sitting next to you. “He’s secretly clingy.” You said before the camera shut off.
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star-sim · 3 months
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"noo! she's taken!" ☆ enha hyungs
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☆ non-idol! bf! enhypen hyungs x celebrity! fem! reader ☆summary: you are a very well-loved celebrity, and your relationship is finally revealed to the public. ☆genre: fluff, silly boys ☆warning(s)? ygs liked the maknae ver so here's the hyung ver! maknae ver
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heeseung ☆
i think ur a musician here
one of those very personable and insightful ones
giving laufey or mitski yk?
anyways heeseung is THE stan
within your fandom
he's the guy that EVERYONE KNOWS
like ppl will argue who is the best [name] stan and the moment he's brought up they shut their mouths
heeseung does not play around when it comes to stanning you, his gf
somewhat like riki, heeseung runs multiple stan accounts for you
but he's most active and most well-known on 1) youtube and 2) tiktok
all his youtube videos are titled
"[name] concert 11/25/2023 nyc, usa (she looked at me!)"
"[name] concert 11/26/2023 miami, usa"
"[name] concert 11/27/2023 berlin, germany (i touched her hand!)"
"[name] concert 11/28/2023 jakarta, indonesia"
"[name] concert 11/29/2023 melbourne, australia (i met her!)"
like how the fuck is he going to all of these concerts when theyre literal hours apart and OCEANS AWAY
he likes to vlog his concert experiences
and theyre very entertaining because he's like genuinely enjoying himself
on his tiktok he also records his concert experiences
but i also think he posts your fancams and makes edits of you
too many times where an edit of you became known as "that one [name] edit"
he makes a lot of thirst edits of u
too many captions like "i want her so bad" or "she's so fine i need her biblically"
everyone knows who he is, even ppl outside of your fandom or the music scene
hes just that one guy that really likes you
one day ur on tour
its all fine and dandy, ur eating everything up, ur fans are loving it
and heeseung is documenting his concert experience
as he always does
and then it ends and heeseung posts it
however
this concert vlog
is
uh
receiving a lot of attention
TOO MUCH ATTENTION
THAT ITS
VERY
SUSPICIOUS
........
you and hee are just hanging out in your hotel when his phone starts blowing up
and yours too
all the comments on his video are normal, the ones that are expressing playful envy at heeseung's presence at ur concert
and like
it's not like heeseung doesn't get these types of comments
but one comment catches his eye
it has like 50k likes
and hes like oh shit
"at 3:05 heeseung why are you kissing [name]"
kissing.
[name].
he clicks that timestamp
and oh my god
THERES LIKE A CLIP OF HEESEUNG KISSING YOU
you see
when heeseung records your concerts he's recording it both for his fanpage and for the memories
he'll take as many cute couple pictures and videos with you as possible
and he just so happened to accidentally add one of the clips of you and him
kissing.
in fact
he accidentally added A LOT OF CLIPS AND PICTURES of you and him being a couple
ones of you hugging him backstage, ones of you two holding hands, even one where viewers can faintly hear you calling heeseung "babe"
and the other comments
OH LORD THE OTHER COMMENTS
"THAT SHOULD BE ME"
"HEESEUNG MOVE ASIDE!!!!!!!!!"
"i hate seeing people live my dream"
"SHE'S MINE *growls*"
"[NAME] GET BEHIND ME"
obv theyre all half joking half confused, but i think ppl are able to joke w him bc he's such an obnoxious stan 😭
and heeseung is like
poor heeseung is sweating and panicking
bc shit HE JUST EXPOSED UR RELATIONSHIP
but when he tells u
you literally are just like
"okay"
OKAY????
"it's not a big deal"
heeseungs like WHATATATATA
at first he's kinda unsure
bc ur so chill abt it that he's almost afraid that ur actually mad at him 😭
but you legitimately do not care
and when he realizes this
he goes from
😱
to
😈
because
NOW HE CAN FLEX ON EVERYONE
he goes straight to twitter and drops more couple-y pictures of you and him
he probably posts a tiktok that pans over to you on his bed or something
caption like "it's exposed now, but yeah, [name] is actually my gf"
its goes so viral
hes so smug about it too
like whenever he gets into arguments abt who's a better fanpage hes like "I'M LITERALLY A HER BF???"
he becomes an inside joke in ur fandom
i think everyone jokingly flames his ass too
"why did she pick heeseung of all people...."
"pixelated fancam, ass editing, shitty camera, yet [name] still chose him... what did we do wrong"
"[name] wasn't lying in her song when she said she has bad taste in men"
"i can't believe heeseung literally stole my spot... i should be the one that she writes all her love songs about..."
free him 😭😭😭
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jay ☆
ooh this one is kinda juicy
ur a musician slay
but sometimes you do modeling
for one of your shoots
you're showing off your midriff and ur just glowing sorry
all ur followers are like
"ughhh step on me [name]"
"i don't think ygs understand i need her"
"[NAME] ONE CHANCE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE"
"i want her."
very quickly goes viral
ur just so hot ughhhhh
but ppl notice something upon closer inspection
you have a tattoo on ur back
at first everyone is like
"okay sexy lady love the tat"
but then
when they look closer
they can't help but see that incorporated into the design
is two
very
specific
letters
J and P
almost like they're someone's initials
🤨🤨🤨
hmmmmm
interesting.....
who is JP?
HMMM???
and now that ppl look at it
you have so many songs and albums that refer to JP
like ur one album
called
"just playing, i love you" but it's commonly abbreviated as "jpily"
JP????? ILY?? JP I LOVE YOU???
WHO THE HELL IS JP
"whoever jp is, he needs to meet me in the parking lot so we can have a talk 😆"
"jp my opp"
"jp kys!!!"
"jp is living my dream"
hehe
you see this
and jay aka mr JP himself sees this
and ur like
yk what let's tease the fans
for the next few months ur just teasing jay's existence
using his intials
like one time you wear a heart necklace that has the letters jp engraved in them
or when you tweeted "i love jp" but followed it up with "Jurassic Park is a wonderful movie 😆"
oh god you make it so obvious
"jp is the reason i make my music" and then following it up with "Jimmy Page is my favoritie guitarist 😛"
like ur fans are tired
and theyre getting outright insane
"guys the winter is getting cold and dire... the voices in my headare telling me that [name] is dating this jp person and i don't know how much longer i can live in denial"
"fuck you jp that should be me!!!"
"i hope jp knows how lucky he is... if a hot woman like [name] tattooed my initials i think i'd die maybe"
"i'm fighting demons (and jp)"
until finally!!!
you go to an award show
you look great as always
ugh queen
and ur getting interviewed
the interviewer asks you a playful question like
"oh are you here with any date?"
AND YOU JUST SMILE
"of course, i'm here with my boyfriend, jay park."
oh man
when that gets posted
EVERYONE IS GOING CRAZY
JAY PARK
JP
AAAAAAAAA
and when the actual award shows gets posted
it keeps panning over to you and jay
and everyone is like
THAT'S HER BF????
all jay can say is that he's prideful duh
everyone wants u but he's the only one that can have you
you definitely take a lot of pictures on the red carpet at the award show
and jay is with u in a lot of them
he's holding ur waist so tightly
like you're not gonna run away cuh it's okay omg 😭😭😭
anyways i think it gets resolved pretty easily
ur fandom accepts jay
but they still joke abt him
and when jay makes a twt account it gets worse
he WILL respond to them
and he WILL flex u
every time he does it shuts down the argument right away.... if he wants to win he just needs to mention ur name
"jay meet me after the concert, we will fight to the death for [name]'s love"
and this mf responds "can i bring [name] to be the ref?"
"jay ur hair looks so fucked up in this picture"
and he responds "yet [name] still picked me and not you"
you have to tell him to stop fighting ur 16 yr old fans HELP
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jake ☆
sorry ur a musician again
you have a new song that came out
yk how in some songs
there's almost like an interlude
where there's speaking parts
like in agora hills theres a small part where doja cat says "baby can you call me back, it's so lonely in my mansion" yk?
you have something like that in your newest song
cute!
except it's not just your voice
but a MAN'S voice too
JAKE'S VOICE
the speaking part is very flirty and suggestive
and when it comes out
ppl are like
WHO IS THAT MAN
and then when the music video comes out
theres a male actor that you have many scenes with
now.... the male actor's face is cut out...
but there are still many scenes with you touching him, holding him, kissing him, and vice versa
and when the speaking part comes on
that male actor is supposed to be the male part if that makes sense
that male actor is
drum roll plS
JAKE
when ppl read the credits of the song and music video
they can't help but notice "jake sim"
and when they search ur other songs and mv's
"jake sim" has never showed up...
until this song.....
interesting....
ur fans do a lil detective work
and this jake sim guy doesn't have any involvement in the music or acting industry....
so why is he in ur song AND music video....
hmmmm
they can't find any ig account linked to him
except one that's very obscure
it has a funny username like
"@laylasdad1115" so ppl are like "oh that's probably not even him" and you weren't even following that account so they just let it go
WRONG!!1
@LAYLASDAD1115 IS JAKE
and although you're not following that account on ig
when ppl scroll down to your very very old posts
they see something
very
very
very
miniscule
but
very
very
very
crucial
a post of you and a golden labrador.... and the caption says "i love you layla"
layla... laylasdad1115
and THEN BOOM
NEW SONG COMES OUT
AND AT THE BEGINNING
YOU SAY
"jakey, kiss me!"
OH MY GOD
WHO IS JAKE SIM!!!!!!
"@laylasdad1115 u better watch out...."
"who do you think u are jake sim..."
and then you have a concert
and its not a massive stadium, it's very casual
and there's a part of the concert where you just answer questions that ur fans have and just hang out w them
and someone asks as a joke
"who's jakey in ur song btw?"
and with the most straight face
ur just like
"oh he's my boyfriend!" and then you point to the front row and ur like "he's actually here tonight, say hi baby!"
and jake is so enthusiastic abt it, hes like "hi guys!"
while everyone else in the room is like
WHAT.
the way ygs are so casual abt it is so appalling
"[NAME] YOU CAN'T JUST CASUALLY DROP THAT U HAVE A BF I THOUGHT WE WERE GETTING MARRIED"
"she's taken..... i'm gonna die.... "
LMAAOAOAO
it's known in ur fandom now that ur bf is jake sim or wtv
i don't think anyone even calls him jake
out of pure disrespect (😭) they call him by his instagram username
"laylasdad1115 might be dating [name] but i'm legally bound to her so who's really winning"
when jake shows up to your concerts i do think your fans joke w him like
"ouuu jake ur so lucky [name] is here or i'd give you a black eye"
FREE HIMMMM
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sunghoon ☆
three words: your personal bodyguard
you're an actress cutie
and it's award show season
at all of your award shows ppl notice there's this tall brooding figure looming over you
ITS SUNGHOON LMAO
he's like
GLARING AT EVERYONE
HE KEEPS SQUARING UP RANDOM PPL 😭😭😭
ik this might be a crazy crossover but the moment he spots ryan gosling he's so ready to throw fists
"okay barbie boy you look like you want a broken nose"
sunghoon is very protective of you
obv bc the film industry is lowk kinda sus and exploitative, he def watches out for u a lot
everyone kinda just assumes that he's ur scary bodyguard
but then paparazzi pictures come out
and hes with you
in every
single
one
"goddamn her bodyguard is passionate about his job 😭😭😭"
in fact when the annoying invasive paparazzi interviewers come to talk to you sunghoon is sending the the NASTIEST GLARES
but like it's valid bc ur literally walking to Walgreens at 9AM on a tuesday why do you need to be photographed
"hi [name] can we ask you a few questions-"
hoon literally answers for u
"No. 😐."
interviewers are so rude, theyre like "well i didn't ask you, did i... [name] can we ask you-"
sunghoon just blinks and says
"No. 😐😐😐😐😐😐😐." again
and then ygs leave
theres clips of you at the airport where sunghoon is scaring all ur fans, which makes way for you to have a cmfortable flight
i think ur fans appreciate him but theyre lowk scared
"oh god this guy does not play abt his job 😭😭"
until one day
you get playfully asked abt ur bodyguard on an ig live
and ur like "wait what that's not my bodyguard, that's my bf"
UR WHAT????
HUH????
😱😱😱
ur fans are in the trenches
"i cant hate him bc he protects [name].... but damn i wish that was me 😞😞😞"
and when they review some of the clips w you and sunghoon they see you smiling and giggling with him
"he makes her happy so ig i'll let him have her </3"
"this is the hardest sacrifice i have to make"
i lowk think sunghoon doesn't care
he FIGHTS EVERYONE
only for u ofc 😊😊😊
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─── 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄
+ itoshi sae x f!reader | wc 1.6k
notes: this man is taking over my life >:( if anyone knows how to get over him pls let me know i hate him <3
summary: nothing’s necessary except his talent in soccer, until you appeared. and now, he’s got a new challenge.
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itoshi sae is great with soccer—anything that involves him on the pitch, he’ll ace it. he excels at everything he learns on the field, easy as pie.
he’s never really bothered to try to be good at anything else.
as his girlfriend, you know this. you’ve seen him perform and it makes you wonder why someone like him is even with you.
but that makes it especially funny in times like this, when you see him staring at his laundry in shock because his whites turned pink.
“what the fuck?” he’s mumbling to himself, and you’re trying not to snicker from his living room, pressing your lips together.
it’s also funny when you hear him groaning from the kitchen, making you switch your camera off as you play hooky from your lecture and tiptoe out to see what happened.
you wonder how much you’d get if you photographed him right now, staring panickedly at his frying pan, his grilled chicken burnt to a crisp.
sometimes you can’t hold in your laughter, like right now, and sae whips his head around to glare at you.
“you know, i can cook dinner if you want,” you offer him.
sae scoffs, waving you away, “i can do it. just go back to your lecture.”
he’s stubborn, and you think that’s adorable, so you leave him to it.
you ate very tough skinless chicken that night. you told him it’s not bad, just to spare his feelings.
“you’re really quite hopeless with all of this,” you mumble absentmindedly as you look at your white dress shirt, a hole in the shoulder blade.
“shut up, i’ll get you a new one,” sae grumbles, grabbing it from you and tossing it in the bin.
it’s really quite cute how he tries to help with your chores, especially when he found out how swamped you are with finals and your part-time job as a receptionist at a big shot law firm. sae can be thoughtful when he tries to be.
sure, he ends up being more trouble than help, but you’re kind of entertained by his fuck ups so you let him be. it’s part of his many charms; he is an absolute beast on the field, but he’s like a child outside of it. he’s grumpy and stubborn and such a baby. you’re wondering if he can ever live alone because of it.
“here, wear mine,” sae says, offering you his white button down shirt instead.
you weren’t exactly living together, but you stay over sometimes, and most times he’s the one staying over, only because your apartment is more well-equipped for day to day life.
and by that you mean that, at the very least, your fridge is well stocked, vegetables and meat and whatnot, and you have detergents and bathing necessities and everything a guest could possibly need.
meanwhile, even if sae’s apartment is ten times more beautiful and luxurious than yours, his fridge is empty because he always orders takeout without you around, and he only has just enough supplies for himself. which isn’t a crime, but obviously he hasn’t had much of his past girlfriends staying over because he got stressed that one time he had to buy you pads and tampons.
you smile to yourself when you remember how panicked he was while he was at the feminine care aisle in the supermarket, rambling on and on about how people are staring at him because he kept taking all the different brands because he doesn’t know what the fuck you like.
he ended up giving up and getting one of each, and you’re greeted by one of his fanpages on instagram posting about it, a sighting by one of their followers coupled with a picture of sae trying to hide in the hood of his jacket, face beet red while the cashier processed his entire basket of tampons.
now his house has a whole year’s worth of tampon supply.
that was also the night where everyone found out he had a girlfriend.
“you wanna head out for dinner later?” you ask him as you button up his shirt on yourself.
sae drags his eyes over your body. you look good in his shirt, he should let you wear his stuff more often. but you turn his way and he averts his gaze just in time.
“sure, you end at 8?”
you nod.
“fine, i’ll pick you up later,” sae says and shoos you out the door. he glances at the clock on your wall.
3pm. he has about four hours to settle this.
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you find sae parked outside the lobby when you end your shift.
“have fun with your dreamy boyfriend,” the other receptionist coos, shooting you a knowing look before she walks off with a wink.
you bid her goodbye and then turn your attention back to your boyfriend, who’s so busy with his phone that he doesn’t even notice you coming.
if someone were to tell the old you that you and sae would turn out to be lovers in the future, you’d have laughed your ass off. he used to be nothing more than someone you used to watch at soccer matches, just some guy who seemed to live in such a different world than yours that you never imagined you’d ever get together with him.
who knew that a single conversation you had with him at the age of seventeen could’ve spurred you to where you are now, age twenty-one and still very much in love with each other?
maybe you should’ve flirted with sae sooner. maybe you should’ve annoyed the shit out of him and made him notice you more before that night.
but you’re not complaining—you’re happy with where you are right now.
you’re getting good grades at school, your employers are very satisfied with you and would offer you a permanent position there any time, and you have a wonderful boyfriend, even if he is surly and inexpressive most of the time.
“hey there,” you greet as you get into his car, and sae gets spooked so much he drops his phone on the ground. again, one of his many charming qualities. you note how he hates horror, the complete opposite of his brother.
sae’s ears turn red from embarrassment, but he picks his phone off the ground and drives off, a hand on the steering wheel and his other hand on your thigh.
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“were you busy earlier?” you ask sae once you’re both halfway into dinner, suddenly remembering how he chased you out of the house.
sae cocks his brow, “not really, just had a meeting.”
“oh, with who?”
you’re wondering whether it was with his manager, maybe there’s more sponsorship deals for him. or maybe it was with his coach, about soccer stuff you wouldn’t understand.
“your parents,” he says, so nonchalantly you almost think he’s kidding.
“wait, baby what?”
sae’s eyes flick up from his dinner to you, long lashes framing those pretty teal eyes. his hair looks so soft you kind of want to run your hands through them, but you tell yourself to focus now.
“they just wanted to talk to me because i sent them an alarming text,” he says, not so helpfully because he doesn’t elaborate further. plus, the fact that his face is as stoic as ever doesn’t alleviate your worries that it’s something bad.
“what did you tell them?”
sae’s expression doesn’t change. “secret.”
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“babe, you’re killing me.”
sae sighs, his hand in yours as the both of you walk back to your apartment. “the last thing i would do is kill you,” he says, fumbling for his copy of the keys to your apartment. “who’s gonna do my laundry for me then?”
you slap him on his arm, getting to hear him snicker for the first time tonight. he unlocks your door and lets you walk in first, and the moment you do, you’re frozen in position.
there’s rose petals on the floor, scattered around the living room. there’s photos hanging off of delicately strung ropes, all photos of you and sae. photos of the both of you the first time you spoke on the pitch, photos of you meeting his parents and brother, photos of your first couples trip to europe. your coffee table has become a makeshift photo spread, even more photos spread out on it.
“w-what’s all this?” it comes out as a whisper, but sae hears you.
you feel his arms wrap around your waist from behind, a pair of lips pressing a kiss onto your temple. “i love you, y/n,” he whispers, and you think you’re dreaming because he rarely ever says it, he’s more the kind of person that shows it.
but in this moment, it’s both. and you’re overwhelmed, in a good way.
itoshi sae is great with soccer, and he’s never felt the need to even try and be good at anything else. but not now, not anymore.
when you turn around, sae is on one knee, a beautiful bright diamond ring sitting in a velvet box on his palm.
“marry me, y/n,” sae asks, in a very sae-like manner. like he knows your answer and he’s cutting to the chase.
you tell him yes anyway, because there’s no way you’d ever say no.
that night as the both of you lay in your bed, nervous fingers twiddling with each other’s, each of you looking into the other’s eyes, sae’s decided on his life mission.
sure, he’s probably a pain in your ass when it comes to household chores. but he’ll learn. he’s also probably insufferable when he’s being stubborn, but he’d never want to be someone else’s problem.
for you, he’d do anything. for you, he’d put everything else second. for you, he’s going to be the best husband there ever was.
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Them With An Autistic S/o
Ot7 x Reader
Summary: How the members would handle/react to their S/o being on the spectrum.
Warnings: Mentions of sensory issues, feeling over/under stimulated, depression, meltdowns, stimming.
A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! This is a list I’ve actually wanted to write for a while, but I’d been slightly nervous/unsure about it. But as someone who’s also on the spectrum, I know how much comfort similar posts from other blogs have brought me! I also tried to keep this one a bit lighter, since someone asked for a separate list about meltdowns/shutdowns, but if there’s any specific reactions/hcs like this that you guys want, let me know! (Please note that these are based off my own knowledge/experience, so I’m sorry if they don’t fit for everyone)
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Jin:
I feel like he’d be slightly confused and worried at first because he’s not sure what to do/how to help you, but once you explain a bit more, he gets a lot more comfortable, and really is such a good caregiver when he needs to be.
Catches onto your different stims pretty quickly and what each one means.
Like, y’all have whole conversations solely through funny little hums and stim noises.
Really good at reading and matching your mood/energy. You wanna talk about the Mayans nonstop for two hours? Cool! You want to just sit silently and do nothing? Also cool!
He’s really good at normalizing your symptoms and making them seem like nbd(because to him, they aren’t) Food sensitivities? He’s got them too! You hate loud noises and crowds? Same Honey, let’s get the fuck outta here! He knows they’re not quite the same thing, of course, but if it makes you feel more comfortable and safe being your true, unmasked self with him, then that’s all that matters to him.
Really good at calming you down when you feel overwhelmed or on the verge of meltdown.
Does his absolute best to bring your mood up whenever you’re struggling or feeling really down, pulling out his best dad jokes(even if they don’t make sense to you), bringing your favorite snacks, etc.
Yoongi:
I think he would handle it really well. Does his research after you tell him, and asks you about it casually during dates/hangouts.
So fucking respectful of your boundries. If you prefer to have your own space, he’s totally fine letting you do your own thing. If you need more closeness and cuddles, he’s all over that too, letting you sit right next to him while he works.
Not only lets you rant about your special interests, but makes the effort to take interest in them and asks questions. Randomly buys you little things related to them.
He’s so calming and soothing when you’re feeling stressed or overstimulated, understanding whenever you randomly need rest or quiet time(stress nap buddies)
Keeps things like extra sunglasses and headphones in his bag for you, just in case you forget yours.
Would have a lot of fun if you have audio stims, letting you listen to his new songs because your reactions and enthusiasm are so cute to him. Makes you panning audios as gifts.
Always there to look out for you whenever executive dysfunction decides to kick your ass. Washes the dishes, doing the laundry, restocking your safe foods, etc. He would also be really good at body doubling.
Hobi:
I honestly think he would be really good with an S/O on the spectrum. Like, he literally designed Mang, who is soo ND coded like omg😭, so I think he would be able to understand you really well.
(if you haven’t seen the videos of him talking about Mang’s personality and character traits during the re-design process last year, pls go watch them, I almost cried)
Loves buying you new fidgets and stim toys whenever he finds new ones to try(he even has a collection of chewlery that he wears bc he thinks they’re neat).
Is really good reading you and distracting you when you start to get overstimulated or anxious, sometimes noticing before you do.
Lowkey protective over you in spaces and situations he knows are stressful for you, positioning himself next to you whenever he spots things he knows bother you.
You know how Yoongi described him as a vitamin? That’s how it is for you now too.💛
He’s so stimmy himself, so he would find a lot of your stims really relatable and endearing. Like, if you start happy stimming, he can’t help but join right in, bouncing or squealing with you. It makes him so happy that you feel comfortable enough with him to share those parts of yourself with him.
Namjoon:
Instantly super supportive when you told him, making an effort to research on his own, as well as listening to your personal experiences to understand as much as possible.
Happily sits and lets you info-dump about your special interests. He honestly loves seeing you so passionate and animated about whatever you’re talking about and loves getting a glimpse into how your mind works(it was probably during one of these moments that he realized he was in love with you)
Surprisingly good pebbler, he’s always finding cool rocks or shells for your collections.
Doesn’t mind speaking for you on days when you’re nonverbal.
The sweetest when you’re feeling overstimulated. He closes all the curtains to make it dark and cozy and sits with you, talking as softly as needed or not talking at all, tapping your hand gently now and then to let you know he’s still there.
Soo protective over you, almost to a fault at times. Like, you might have to scold him once or twice about babying you, but he really doesn’t mean to, he just wants to make sure you’re safe and happy.
The world feels a lot less scary tho with him next you. You know if you need anything, he’s got your back.
Jimin:
The softest boi🥺 He was honestly a little scared when you first told him, because he didn’t want to do anything wrong and was worried he wouldn’t be ‘good’ at looking after you, but he quickly relaxed and grew more confident as he learned more from you.
The best comforter when you’re feeling overwhelmed or depressed, full of quiet reassurances and long hugs(if you’re okay with those). He’ll gladly cuddle with you under your weighted blanket for however long you need to feel better.
Literally set up a little “nest” for you at his place with a like beanbag chair and your favorite types of blankets/pillows, so you have your own place to just ‘be’ and recoup when you need it.
Carries fidget toys and sensory aids like sunglasses and headphones with him at all times, just in case you need them.
Really good at communicating with you on days when you’re nonverbal, whether through texts or little notes(which he always adds little doodles on to make your smile😊)
Makes sure you never feel guilty or like a burden to him for letting him in on those tougher days. If anything, they make him love you even more because of the trust you have in him.
It really makes him feel so proud and happy inside that you find so much comfort in his presence and that he gets to take care of you.💜
Taehyung:
Another that I think would be particularly good with a neurodivergent S/O. Like, everyone jokes about how he’s weird, so I think he’d love that you’re both your kind of own unique kinds of ‘weird’.
Happily rewatches your favorite comfort shows/films with you, and speaks in fluent film quotes with you.
Loves when you fidget and stim with his hands or fingers.
If you like pressure stims, he’s a dream come true. Like, the man’s a living weighted blanket, so when you basically give him a doctor's note for cuddles? He’s never gonna let you go.
As relaxed as he might come across sometimes tho, he’s super observant of your stims and triggers and takes it so seriously whenever you start feeling overwhelmed or stressed.
It doesn’t matter where you are or what you’re doing, if you need a break, he’s getting you to a quiet place where you can sit and just recalibrate.
Rivals Jin and Yoongi for top spot in the acts of service department on your bad days, making sure you eat properly, doing any household chores that need done. He even learned how to wash your weighted blanket so you don’t have to.
Jungkook:
Was definitely a little lost and overwhelmed when you first explained everything to him, but he really takes it in stride and tries to learn as much as possible to help make things easier for you where he can.
The King of comfort squeezes. Like you’ve seen his arms, he gives the best hugs, I just know it(especially on those “the weighted blanket isn't enough, I need a hydraulic press” days)
Loves learning about your special interests. Like, It’s no longer just your special interest, it’s our special interest. He’s even studying and finding things for it on his own to surprise you with.
Honestly plays with some of your fidget toys more than you do, lol! You might even end up giving him a few of his favorites😊
Gets super happy and smiley whenever you get echolalia of his songs.
Another member of the protective squad, ain’t no bad stimuli getting to his baby if he can help it!
The gentlest with you when you're overstimulated or having a tough day. Anything you need, he’ll do without question. All he cares about is making sure that you feel safe and comfortable🥺
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Rigor Mortis (prologue)
College roommate Miguel O'Hara x reader
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(AO3 Mirror) (Wattpad) Series Masterlist, Main Masterlist,
Part 1
summary: Relationships end. People die. You move on, and Miguel does too.  (roommate! Miguel O'Hara x reader, college-ish au). 
warnings: no warnings, just angsty asf
a/n: this is the culmination of lots and lots of planning and me writing non-stop for a good few weeks. the next part will be much longer, and updates will be wednesdays until further notice. thank you for all your support! If you'd like to be tagged, see this post.
Thank you to my beta readers, @tianyhi and @urgonnaneedabiggership (they also write Miguel fics, I highly recommend! my favourite is this series), I couldn't have done it without you guys :D
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rigor mortis,
You're sitting at a diner, the one on 57th. At almost 11pm, it's… quiet. The gentle bustle of a waitress behind the counter, coffee mugs and sizzling pans. To your side, a little old woman tucked into the booth. Bright red lipstick and bold eyeliner against tan skin, wrists heavy with bangles against the counter. It's animated: feather boa, green leather jacket - and you think you spy the padding of some slippers from underneath the table. She clinks and clanks, and it makes you smile in spite of yourself. Peeling walls, cramped booths. Warm. Steady. Pam's Diner, on the corner, but you've got to use the side entrance, 'cuz the front's been bolted shut since the 50s. Don't ask questions.
"Mags, honey… I just want to… can you get your mom for me?" She's squinting into her phone now, nose pressed to the screen. You can only imagine the view from there; a facetime call with a smudge of eyebrow taking up most of the little box. 
It's odd, but you like to sit near the door. Some pancakes, a milkshake, or a bitter cup of coffee now that you're older: people watching, as you've always called it. Okay, maybe it's more than odd . Maybe even serial killer adjacent - people-watching, like the night stalkers in cheesy slashers. But it's fun, looking for a story in everyone that walks in. 
In your hometown, you had your first date in a booth just like this one. Back pressed against once-bright cushions, tight skirt digging into your back, and at 15 you had sat and waited with wide eyes. Waited, and watched. The woman with a blue hair-tie at the counter: a new mom, definitely. She looks tired, a mystery stain on the cotton of her joggers and deep rims around her eyes. A jitter in her hands, and she's probably got a piece of shit boyfriend on the couch; wringing his hands at looking after the little one, at being a fucking dad, for once, and… oh. The bell of the front entrance rings, and another woman walks in, and catches the eye of Blue Hair Tie. A warm smile, a tight arm around her waist. You watch as she takes up the other's jittery hand in her own. Partner? Fling? You know now; it doesn't matter, not really. Hands still, the shaking slows, and they are loved. 
Your date had been late, of course. But  what had been your first in a line of disappointing men is long forgotten in the haze of adulthood. 
"I know, sweetheart-" the older woman in the booth next to you almost shouts, making you jump. "...those are very pretty shoes… but, could you… Hand the phone over to mom, okay?“
Someone answers with cooing and soft babbling, and then there's raspy laughter from the woman near you. It rings off the tiles: sonorous and full-bodied, wraps around you like a warm hug. It makes you feel a little less lonely, for now. 
As of exactly 9.42pm, you are single. A four year relationship, over in the space of less than 20 minutes. A cup of watery decaf, and it's all over before you can finish it. I'll stay at my sister's, and you move out by the end of the month. No theatrics, not a trace of tears. You had wanted to cry, to kick and scream and beg, but more than anything, you were numb. Crystalline and still with shock, at how clinical it all felt. Sitting in your favourite diner, the humdrum of the city just past the glass; it still felt… lonely. And when he left; placed money on the counter, took his copy of keys off the table, and didn't look back ; it was cold. 
You remember what he had said so many nights ago, God, years back, when he was studying for undergrad, and would crack open anatomy textbooks on the little desk in your dorm. He'd trace the lines of your arm, poke the flesh as you'd giggle and recite his notes into your skin. 
that… tickles! what are y-you… ohh my God-
Stay still! This is.. important… 
… I swear, I'll start screaming if you-
Pallidity, cooling, stiffness-
that's it, I'm screaming… I'm gonna do it-
It's not gonna learn itself, baby. Pallor, algor… 
and rigor, right? 
… 
I listen. Sometimes. 
…rigor, livor mortis and decay. The stages of death. 
I thought you wanted to be a surgeon, baby, not the grim reaper. 
Very funny. It's still important to know about these things, no? 
I guess? But if you're gonna be saving lives…
That's not how it works. I'm not God. I make mistakes, people die. I do everything right-
People die. 
Right. Above all, I'm in the business of people. Whilst they're alive and when they're gone, what they leave behind…
…but that's not really your job, is it? And don't give me all that, it's a vocation crap-
I don't know what to tell you. It is. It's bigger than me. 
…it's long and hard and killing you slowly. 
Shit. Jamie, I didn't mean to-
Rigor mortis. Post-mortem 'stiffness' or rigidity, which occurs one to two hours after death.
I'm sorry, I wasn't th- 
The summation of unraveling: a temporary stasis, which could be described as 'frozen' in time or place, often mirroring the cause of death- 
Jesus, I'm not trying to fight- 
..where a body becomes a dead body. Colloquially, referred to as Alius Mortem, or; another death. 
The phrase stuck, acting as a cruel count for the eventual decay of your relationship. Resentment, on both ends, had burned out that flame long before the breakup. Jamie was cruel, in some ways. You were cruel in others. 
"Alice! Just wanted to say hi, cupcake; missed your voice… oh yeah… mhmm… she's just like you, can talk for the trees…" With the rasp of laughter in the booth next to you, it spreads the kind of warmth that stings. 
There's a spark of self awareness at the back of your throat; the bitter taste of realisation. It's not meant to feel like this, is it? The end of almost a half-decade of your life, an era, the culmination of decisions good and bad and gray that have led you up to this moment. There should be… passion. Fighting, maybe. Tears. Instead of a supernova, you find yourself floating in the empty vacuum of space: an acrid taste left in your mouth. 
"Oh God, have you and the girls been eating well? Let me come over tomorrow, drop you off some stuff…I don't trust half the crap in that cupboard of yours-" There is love and light in her voice, despite groans from the tinny speakers of her phone. Your chest is hot; something leaden and heavy that sits in the crook of ribcage. Bittersweet, like rotting fruit in the cradle of a tree trunk. 
Maybe it's the coffee. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Over the past few years, a thousand cuts. And now, in the yellow lights of the little diner on the corner of 57th; another death. 
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olderthannetfic · 8 months
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As someone who's college age: yeah, there's a TON of people my age who don't know how things work and don't try to learn. Can't unzip a zip file, want to know where to download anime but haven't tried looking it up, ask things on subreddits a Google search or quick search on the wiki would answer, ask questions answered in FAQs or by professors or in the syllabus, say they can't download and install a new browser or app or program because they don't know how and they never think to look up how to do so, go months without logging into their student email because no one explained to them how to do so and they never thought to ask anyone how to do it, go months without washing their laundry because they don't know how and they also don't know how to look up instructions on how to do it, don't know how to cook and can't Google a recipe so they throw things in a pan and pray it works out, don't understand how to back up files, don't know how to attach a pdf to an email to send to a professor, cannot manage to put stuff on a USB drive + go to the library + print it off of the library computer, etc.
I spent most of freshman year teaching people things. The year after, my patience got more frayed and "Google it" started coming out of my mouth a lot more. This last year I gave up and now if people fuck themselves over, that's their decision. I'm not going to stand there begging people to do basic things they should already know how to do.
It was really funny when someone from Career Services came to talk to us about resumes and said we didn't need to put down 'can use Microsoft Excel' on there because everyone knew that and all but three people said actually no, they didn't. People who are 40+ really think we're all good at tech by default, like we fall out of the womb clutching a little phone already making spreadsheets in Excel or coding computers or whatever.
Meanwhile in reality you see a ton of people posting on tumblr going, "How do I post fic on tumblr?" whose blogs proudly state that they're under 18. The thought that you could just type into a Word doc and then copy and paste onto here never hits. And it's not going to.
I hate to break it to millennials and older people but yeah, actually, my generation does in fact have morons. We're not a moron-free demographic. I'm pretty sure moron-free demographics don't exist, tbh.
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It infuriates me that my father (in his 80s) is always saying to me that he needs to find a 12-year-old to explain his tech to him. I (40s) keep telling him it's more like a bell curve or something. We had a blip of people being taught in school or having their asses kicked about technology. But then it went away again.
I think we made computers and then phones much more accessible, which is great, but we forgot we still need to teach people things. I know not everyone got explicit instruction in school even in my era, but it seems like the US, at least, phased some of that out as we started assuming The Youth automatically knew it all.
That said... in my day, college freshmen were also terrible about doing their laundry, so some things never change.
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buckylattes · 1 year
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It was supposed to be a confession potion!-B.B.
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Summary: you accidentally make the wrong potion for Bucky’s Valentine’s Day gift, and lucky you, to make matters worse, a fairy plays a dirty trick.
Warnings n stuff: 18+, female!witch reader, werewolf!bucky, fairytale au, Valentine’s Day fic, SMUT!!!, some ABO aspects used, sex pollen-ish, love potions/love confession potions, all is consensual, pet name: sweets, bucky is a sweetheart hehe, reader is wearing a dress, pussy eating(kinda), scenting, unprotected sex, creampie, bucky has a big cock, size kink, some boob play/groping, there’s not really a lot of foreplay, rough fucking, lots and lots of cum, smallll mentions of masturbation, choking, biting, bucky pins her down, mentions of blood, very sweet ending…. WC: 5.5k+
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Your famous baked goods are always a hit during the holiday seasons. If you don’t bring a tray over to your friends little party’s, they automatically get sad about it. They say there’s just something magical, maybe it’s because you’re a witch? But in all honesty you just bake with your heart, and there’s so much love in the sweet treats, that they don’t ever go to waste.
Usually you don’t bake things on smaller holidays, like for instance, Valentine’s Day which is tomorrow, but here you are in your kitchen, baking many different things. Cookies, cupcakes, brownies, pastries, cakes. Because each friend loves something different, and since you don’t particularly know what to get them for Valentine’s Day, you opted for this. Usually you’d get flowers for some of them, and candy for the others, maybe even a gift card or something, but you’re tired of giving those gifts. Soo you decided to bake! Red velvet brownies for Natasha, peanut butter cookies with chocolate chips for Steve, snickerdoodle cookies for Wanda, Sam is getting a red velvet cake with chocolate decorating the cream cheese icing on the outside. There’s just so many things! But you’ve saved the absolute best for last. Bucky’s. You know he loves your caramel apple cupcakes, along with chocolate chip cookies, so you make him both.
Now…usually you don’t dabble with potions and food, mixing them together, but…Wanda has let on that Bucky has a huge crush on you, and you know for a fact that he’s too introverted and sometimes anxious to make a move and tell you. Hell, he’ll get you flowers- a whole bouquet- and something pretty for tomorrow, but he still won’t admit to loving you.. So….you’re following a recipe for a potion to use on the cookies because you know he’ll eat each treat, and it’s easier to put the potion into the cookies. A love potion, well, more like an ‘admit your feelings to the one you adore’ potion, but they work technically the same way? Love potions don’t make you go crazy, they usually just make you….love the first person you see. Usually they can be broken, so the person isn’t stuck like that forever, but this potion is a one and done thing. So you separate enough dough for two cookies, since Bucky is a werewolf he will need more than just one dose, and these cookies are pretty big, to put the potion into, and you bake them on a separate pan after you’ve baked all of the other goodies for him.
While they’re baking, you start wrapping everyone’s goodies up into cute baggies you found at the store, and you put their names on each of them. The bags are decorated with cute red and pink hearts, but for the cakes and bigger items, you use some plastic wrap you also found that is Valentine’s Day themed! Half way through, you take the cookie pan out, and turn the oven off. You’re done for the day, thankfully, and you’re nearly prepared for tomorrow's party. While waiting for the last two cookies to cool, you finish decorating the bags and stuff with cute ribbons and form them into bows, and by the time you’re done with that, the two special cookies for Bucky have cooled.
You take all of the gifts and place them in two baskets you’ll be taking, and you grab Bucky’s cookie bag for the last two. You get them off of the pan and giggle as you place them into the bag carefully, setting them on top, and then you tie the bag with a cute bow. Afterwards, you take to cleaning up all of your mess and washing the dishes that won’t fit in your small dish washer, and then you pick out an outfit for tomorrow. You’re so excited, you can only hope the potion dosed cookies will work!
💌Valentine’s Day💌
When six PM the next day arrives, you have gathered both of your baskets and have started your walk to Natasha’s, your vampire friend. Her house is in fact the biggest, so party’s for your whole friend group are usually held there. It’s a walk through the woods, about a twenty minute walk, but a lovely one.
When you arrive, a few friendly faces are already there. Natasha has it decorated in pink, red, white colors, along with hearts and balloons, cute cups to drink from, cute plates to eat off of, and much more! She’s gone all out but you know Yelena and Wanda must’ve given her some help. People instantly greet you, giving you hugs and smiles, and you feel welcomed as always.
You immediately start handing out the goodies, everyone being very appreciative of them and some of your friends start to eat them right away. And finally you find Bucky. He’s in a corner, nursing a drink, sometimes around Steve or Sam, but not tonight. When he spots you, his eyes light up, and you can see that he’s also- not only holding a drink, but a bouquet of flowers and a small gift box too! Walking up to him, his cup now sitting down on the table nearby him, he has a smile on his face. “Hey! You made it!” He says, arms opened as you head to him. His baked goods are the last in your baskets. “Hi Bucky!” You greet him sweetly, giving him a hug, and he welcomes the embrace as he takes in your warmth and sweet smell. “Missed you….it’s been a long week without ya.” He murmurs before he kisses your hairline, and it causes your skin to become warm. “I know! It feels like forever. It’s been busy.” You tell him, looking up at him before you flash him a sweet smile.
“I gotcha something!” You finally say after a few seconds, and then you take out the cupcakes and cookies. Bucky’s mouth instantly waters and he chuckles, “yes!! I’ve not had these in so long!” He says as he grabs the cupcakes, and then he takes the cookies. He then sets them down and holds out the box and flowers to you. “For you….I- I had to get you something. Not because I felt obligated to, but because I wanted to. I just meant that…..ya know.” He laughs again as you take the two gifts and you beam at him. For an alpha, he’s very kind, sweet, and warm to everyone. Most alpha’s that you’ve met haven’t been too kind or sweet. But Bucky is one of the few, you can assume, that are. “Thank you Bucky….” You murmur as you hold the flowers and start to open the box up. Inside, once you open it, is a bracelet with small pink stones in it, along with an imprint of a small leaf you gave to him one day- making a partial joke about how he should try to keep it with him as long as it stays keep-able. You can assume he has kept it, maybe pressed it into a frame by now, but that’s the thing about Bucky. Any tiny thing you give him, he takes and keeps for as long as possible. “Bucky, it’s lovely….gosh, you really didn’t have to give me something so expensive.” You shake your head before you look up at him, “I love it…thank you.” You then wrap an arm around his neck as he leans down a bit, and he hums, “I’m glad you love it, sweets….” He murmurs close to your ear, his arms holding you tightly.
The night goes on full of loving festivities. You guys play a few games, chat, and dance to music, but you mostly stick by Bucky’s side just to keep an eye on this love potion you whipped up into the two top cookies.
You might be thinking, how will you know when the potion will kick in? The second he eats the second cookie, there will be about twenty minutes until it happens. So you can only suspect that you’ll both be walking home by that point, and you know Bucky won’t let you walk home by yourself so he’ll be with you.
When 11pm comes, Bucky has eaten most of the cupcakes but hasn’t touched the cookies- saying earlier that he’ll save those for later. So when you bid all of your friends goodbye and you’ve said your thank yous for the gifts- the bracelet Bucky got you dazzling in the shining moonlight on your wrist- you both start to head home. He doesn’t live that far away from you, but maybe he’ll finally stay the night once he confesses his feelings, right??
You two walk close together, and once you get a good distance from Natasha’s house, Bucky starts to open the bag with the cookies in it. “So….enjoy tonight?” He asks, his voice soft but deep as he speaks. The soft rustling of the plastic bag mixes with natures nighttime sounds and you smile, “I did! I always enjoy spending time with our friends though, and you.” You nudge Bucky lightly and giggle before he smiles and takes a bite of the first top cookie. “That so?? I do too….I mean, they’re my family ya know?.” He says while he munches on the cookie and he hums, “these are so fucking good, sweets. Can’t ever remember just how good your cookies are, I could eat these every single day!” He groans a little before you laugh at his reaction, and you’re thinking that maybe the love potion is what has made them even better than they usually would be. But of course you don’t tell him that. So you settle for just walking with him, your arms lightly brushing as he munches on the top two cookies, and then he takes a third, and then he rolls the bag up and plops it into your basket for safe keeping.
Now…it shouldn’t be that long until it kicks in, around the time you get to your house….that should be it. You’re so excited, you can barely hide the smile on your face, but Bucky notices the way you’re smiling and he thinks you’re just happy to be with him. You are happy to be with him, but you’re even happier that you’re about to have him confess to you, because Bucky didn’t even think about confessing tonight…maybe he should, but he doesn’t think about that. He just thinks about how you scrunch your nose when you laugh or smell something you don’t like too much, he thinks about the way you laugh and how it sounds, and the way you hold his arm when you’re laughing, or frightened by Sam jumping out at you almost every Halloween. Bucky can’t help it. He’s so caught up in you, he loves you so much.
After a few minutes of silence, you wrap your empty arm around his as you walk. The two of you enjoy the moon, the stars, the clear sky, the night sounds and the river running about forty feet away. It’s all peaceful. But then Bucky starts noticing how good you smell, and not just your perfume…something else. He picks up on how your heart beats a little faster than normal, how your dress clings in certain areas of your body, and how soft your lips look. Bucky swallows thickly and he notices he’s beginning to sweat. You notice how strong of a hold he has on your arm and you look at him, brows furrowed. You notice something is wrong the second you look at him, and you can see his eyes glowing. By this point his chest is heaving slightly and his hands are balled into fists. “Bucky? What the fuck is wrong??” You ask, clear concern but also a bit frightened because this man is huge, and now he seems even bigger standing just like he is. Bucky shakes his head, “I- i don’t know….it’s like….I’m sweating….my hearts pounding. It’s like I’m in a rut but…but this doesn’t feel like a rut.” He says, but his eyes just can’t leave your neck, your lips, your breasts, your hips. They can’t leave what he’s been wanting for so long. And now, maybe, you realize that you fucked up. Did you mess up the potion?? Fuck fuck fuck!!
You rethink the steps and the ingredients you put into the mixture, and suddenly it hits you….you fucked up. A love confession potion and a sexual want potion are very close in recipes. You must’ve added something extra…shit. “Bucky….please don’t be mad.” You start off, slowly backing away because you know he might be refraining now, but he also might not want you to be around. You know Bucky. He wouldn’t want this to be like this. “I was trying to do a love confession potion on the cookies and I think I fucked up.” You admit to him, and his eyes flicker to your face. “What?? Love confession? Why??” “Because Wanda told me you like me and I wanted you to finally confess!! I know! I should’ve just went to you…I should’ve just- just asked or told you how I felt! I thought this would be easier, I’m so sorry….” You shake your head and your back hits a tree. You’ve noticed Bucky has slowly been following you closer and closer. “You messed up? I…wait why….you like me too?” He asks, clearly confused as he tries to keep his head around things while his cock is impressively hard in his pants. It’s straining the fabric of his jeans, and more hair is starting to cover his arms and chest, you can see it through the top of his shirt. “Yes, I really like you. I didn’t mean for this to happen…..” you whine, feeling incredibly guilty about this whole situation now.
You love Bucky, you’d never want to hurt him or make him uncomfortable like this. “I can…I can run away, or leave. I just….I can’t do anything about this. It has to run its course. I didn’t expect this to happen…fuck! I’m so sorry…” You tell him honestly, eyes locked with his as you press yourself against the tree. Bucky huffs, taking in as much air as he can and breathing it back out. He’s never felt so restrained, held back, he’s never felt so turned on though because- of course yes, he can smell you on a daily basis if he’s near you- of just your scent alone. He can smell everything, and he can smell how sweet you smell but he tries not to. Bucky tries to respect you, your privacy, your body. He doesn’t want to be some creepy werewolf who goes around sniffing you out and touching himself to the thoughts of you.
But this?? It’s almost like he has no fucking control over what his mind and body want. The more he breathes your scent in, which is two times stronger than normal, the more he wants to fuck you. The more he wants to bury his aching cock into your tight pussy and fuck you until you’re whimpering underneath him. Bucky has to close his eyes at those thoughts, or he might actually lose it if he sees your doe eyes again as you keep muttering apologies. You’ve been rambling, telling him how sorry you are, that you can’t fix it. All you can do is run away, or tie him up which might not even hold him, or…. “Or I could give myself to you. I wouldn’t mind, I- that sounds like I’m a virgin- I’m not. I just….I wouldn’t mind if you really needed to have sex with me. I know that you’re a gentleman Bucky and this is not how you’d picture it happening but just know I do love you. That probably won’t even sink into your brain right this moment though- fuck…” You say as fast as you can before you side step and drop your basket down, backing up a little more which catches his attention and causes him to open his eyes the second a small twig snaps under your shoe.
Bucky’s teeth are a little sharper now, his eyes glowing viciously, but he’s still a human. He’s still your Bucky. “I can’t ask that of you-.” “Not allowing you to ask. I’m willingly consenting to it….and as long as you say yes too, it’s okay…” you tell him, nervous as you back against another tree just incase he wants you to run off instead. Bucky shakes his head, “I can’t ask that of you.” He struggles to get out. “Go. Go back to Natasha’s, keep yourself there.” He says through gritted teeth, and so you run. You do what Bucky says because you don’t want to make this harder for him, and as painful as it is Bucky stays where he is.
He falls to his knees and growls as you get further away, his body doesn’t like it. And neither does his cock. It pulses, and with each step of the earth that you take, he wants to crawl further. But he doesn’t. He wills himself to stay put, and tries to pull himself back, but then he exhales, and the next moment he inhales, he can tell that you’ve stopped running. Bucky’s head snaps up, he intently listens as he focuses on your scent that’s tinging the air still, and he knows you’ve not even gotten half a mile yet. So why the fuck have you stopped??? Why aren’t you trying to get to Tasha’s???
“Fuck!” You cough as a fairy laughs, “happy Valentine’s Day witch!!” And the remainder of the dust she’d thrown at you trickles slowly into the air until it dissipates, and then she flies off. You cough some more and at that Bucky takes off as he hears you struggle to take in air properly. Fuck the potion and the aching in his cock, he needs to make sure that you’re okay.
By the time you’ve managed to stop coughing and you start to walk away again, you hear the twigs snapping under Bucky’s boots and you hold your hands up as you look at him. When you look at him, your eyes have changed to a pink color, some of the dust lays in your hair and Bucky looks at you confused as he tries to ignore the painful throbbing of his dick as he steps closer. “B-Bucky no….stop!” You say, hands raised as you back up, but you trip over a root and fall, dress flowing up a bit and then Bucky smells you even more. Your scent gets stronger, way too strong for it to just have been a flow of air hitting you and carrying it to him. So what the fuck has made you aroused?? “I fucking hate fairies!!” You cry out angrily as you scramble to get up, dirt covering your hands and the back of your dress, and Bucky edges closer. “Bucky don’t!” You say in a shriek as you rush backwards. “Haven’t you ever heard of sex dust? That’s what she threw onto me Bucky! They do it to people every fucking Valentine’s Day! And you’re already fucking aroused.” You grit out angrily as you lick your lips, and you try to get away, but your body just doesn’t want to move.
Your back finally hits a tree again though, and Bucky’s eyes rake down your body. When he realizes what he’s doing he curses to himself and closes his eyes tightly. “What do we do?” He asks, voice trembling as his resolve loosens and starts to crumble. You shake your head, there’s no way you’re making it out of the forest and into Natasha’s house before Bucky catches up with you. And even then, what’s next for you?? Have sex with someone else?? You don’t want that. But this type of dust is painful. Your potions typically aren’t, that’s why Bucky isn’t in agonizing pain, but you soon will be. Stupid fairies and they’re stupid pranks. They love to cause so much trouble. “We have to-.” “No. I don’t want it to be like this.” Bucky says, eyes pleading once they open and you nod, “I know, and I don’t want it to be either, but this…” you motion to yourself and the dust particles on you, “is painful….its going to hurt. My potion that I made by accident?? It doesn’t. It’s just uncomfortable. The fairies love to prank and cause pain, well- these fairies in these woods apparently. I’ll be in pain soon. And understandably…. I won’t be able to really move or go anywhere so you’d have to leave me.” Bucky doesn’t like that either. Leaving you here for someone or something to hurt you?? Fuck no. He hates that thought ten times more.
“Would you…hate me or resent it if we did?” Bucky asks, fists clenched and jaw tensed. Your brows furrow as some pains start to settle into your body, and your arousal grows further. “No, Bucky. I’d never hate you….I wouldn’t resent it either. Sure it’s not…ideal or the situation we would rather want to have sex in, but we still love each other.” You tell him, chest starting to rise and fall a bit heavier with each intake of breath you struggle to intake past the scent of him. How the fuck can you smell him?? How strong was this fucking dust?!
“Fuck….sweets.” He groans, shaking his head. “I don’t wanna hurt you. What if I hurt you?” Bucky’s hands tremble, and he swallows thickly before he looks at you- and somehow your eyes have gotten even brighter and your scent is sweeter. “You promise that you won’t hate me….? That’s the last thing I want.” “I promise. I promise a million….fucking times.” You say, voice starting to tremble as you struggle to refrain from looking down at the outline of his cock in his pants.
Bucky contemplates. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, he really doesn’t want to hurt you. You mean so much to him, but he can see how much pain you’re starting to feel, and he’s definitely uncomfortable. “Okay…okay….” He says and you whine, your body peeling itself from the tree and Bucky comes over to you, his big hands grab ahold of you and a low growl starts in his chest as he presses your body to his- a whine escaping your lips. You can feel his cock against your body, hot and throbbing even through clothes. Bucky’s breath fans over your face as your pussy flutters around nothing, but the thought of his thick cock sinking into you as you look up at him, has you pressing yourself further into him. “Please….please Bucky.” You whimper, knees becoming weak and his arms engulf you- holding your body up. “Please….” You whine out again, and Bucky can’t help but lick his lips. Could he take the time to taste you first?? Is that an option?? Because fucking hell you smell so sweet, sweeter than any candy or baked good he’s ever smelled in his life and he wants- no, needs- to taste you right fucking now. “Right here?” He asks, breaths panting across your face as yours hit his skin too. You nod, “yes, right here, promise it’s okay. Please.” You whine louder, needing him to just do something before you start to claw at his clothes, and thankfully he does.
Bucky hoists you up and then kneels down into the earth, his knees digging into the dirt and leaves as he presses your clothed back against the cool ground. He growls as he flips your dress up only a little bit and then he yanks your panties off, his hands immediately gripping your thighs which causes you to moan. The moon shines brightly above the two of you, and when he starts to bow, ducking his head the rest of the way under your dress, his hands come up and rip the front of it, which causes your boobs to spill out and he gropes them. Bucky’s huge hands grope them, his long tongue now licking up your pussy, gathering the wet slick onto his taste buds before he swirls it around your pretty clit. He groans, air being huffed out onto your wet pussy before he licks again, and again, and he just can’t get enough.
Bucky’s hands grope and squeeze your boobs, his fingers eventually starting to play with your nipples as he licks at your pussy, his tongue delves in between your folds and tastes you even more eagerly, and it has you letting out broken sobs while he pinches your nipples. Your hands are buried in the dirt, and it’s not satisfying, so you bury them into his hair, but just as you let out a louder sob, he comes up and kisses you fiercely. Bucky's lips are wet and you can taste your arousal on his mouth, his tongue slips inside of your mouth and you moan, wrapping your legs around his hips and bucking up against him because you crave and need more. The pain is starting to come back, and all you can think about is how good his cock will feel filling your pussy up.
One of Bucky’s hands goes to your throat and wraps around it easily, and his teeth sink into your bottom lip as he pulls away, not hard enough to draw blood or anything. His other hand goes to his pants and rips the button off along with the zipper. They get lost into the woodlands floor, never going to be found again as he yanks them and his underwear down, ripping them both in the process. Your dress is hiked up and pooled at your waist, it’s exposing your pussy to him, and the moonlight above shines enough that Bucky can see the slick that’s forming and he wants to taste you again and again but he’s almost sure neither of you would last long enough, so he presses against you, his cock laying against your pussy, his balls against your slit as the tip lays weeping near your belly button. He’s huge, I mean fuck you knew he was when you saw the outline, but he’s big.
You whine though, needing him badly, and it’s shocking because there’s not really any words said as he moves his cock and taps your clit a few times, then sliding his cock against your pussy to collect your wetness, watching the way you squirm as he does. You nearly start to beg because fuck it hurts, and you need him, but Bucky knows. He gets it, so he slips the tip in, and thankfully the dust makes this part a little less painful, so there’s no need for prep, and he slides into you with almost no resistance. The way your pussy flutters and squeezes around him is what causes you both to finally groan out, his hand still around your throat, the other one is sloppily pressed against your lower tummy as his thumb lazily rubs your clit. “Fuck….” You manage to whimper out as he sinks in, but Bucky can’t hold back any longer.
That hand that’s on your tummy grabs both of your hands and pins them down above your head, his other hand squeezing your throat as he applies some of his body weight onto you and he starts to fuck you hard. This causes you to sob out, wrists and hands fighting against his hold as you arch up a bit, moaning at the feeling of his cock buried deep inside of you and at the way he fucks you deeply. The growls and sounds Bucky makes has your eyes rolling back, legs wrapped around him tightly as you moan, hair becoming dirty with leaves and dirt but neither of you care how filthy you’ll be after this. Your arousal slips down your ass cheeks and starts to drip down onto the ground, Bucky’s balls are messily coated in a mixture of your slick and his precum from how fast and filthily he’s fucking you. His lower body slams into yours, his hand squeezing around your throat and it causes you to let out a whine, eyes shutting as you pant for air, and his nose presses against your cheek, inhaling the sweat and oddly enough wiping away the tear that had fallen a few seconds prior. “Yes….yes, mhm, like that.” You chant on short breaths, your nails digging into the palms of your hands as he pins you down further, his body weight keeping you down- even though you don’t want to move or stop. “Smell so sweet….taste just as sweet….” He grunts out before he moves his hand from around your neck and places it on the side of it, just keeping it there while his lips start to bite at the other side of your neck, licking, kissing, biting, scenting you.
Bucky’s cock drives into your pussy with need, the loud slapping pretty much fills the air of the night, and you’ve not noticed really but he’s fucking you so hard that you’ve moved positions. Your head was closer to the tree before and now your lower body is closest to it. He’s fucking you with such power that your heads fuzzy, pussy clinging to his thick cock, and his dick is all you can think about.
You keep chanting ‘yes’ and ‘more’ and ‘like that’ and Bucky keeps giving it to you. Your orgasm is close, pussy aching and raw from how well he’s fucking you, and you cry out when he begins to pinch your nipple again, his tongue lapping at the sweet spot on your neck. You repeat his name, almost like a prayer- yet it’s so sinful that no God would ever answer it- as you grow closer and closer. Your nails have dug so hard into the palms of your delicate hands that they’ve broken the skin, and caused blood to trickle out a little, and normally Bucky would smell it. But now? In this very moment? Nope. All he can smell is your pussy and how close you are to cumming for him. All he can hear is the sounds of your breathy pleas and moans, your breathy prayers that are only for him to hear, and when he lets out a guttural growl, his hand moving from your boobs to your clit and lightly pinching it before he rubs it, your body shakes under his. Your thighs loosen a little as you begin to cum, your jaw goes slack and you moan out his name which sounds like something purely from heaven to him, and he can’t help how the rhythm of his hips falters, so he keeps rubbing your swollen clit that’s wet with slick. “B-Bucky! P-please! Oh fuck!” You cry out so prettily as you’re worked through your long, and awaited- also well deserved- orgasm, and just from how hard your pussy is squeezing his thick cock, you milk him. Bucky can’t help but spill deep inside of you, his hips bury his cock deep into your pussy, and he lays more body weight on top of you as he cums- growls and low groans, pants of breath leave his lips as he does so.
There’s so much cum, Bucky has never came like this before, and his eyes are even rolling back into his head as he continues to pump it out, balls tensing up even more, his hand gripping your hip now as he lets out a deep moan, face blissed out, and you whine as the cum starts to trickle out just a little bit because there’s so much, and it drips down into the leaves. “Fuck….h-holy shit…” he groans, still pumping into you before his lips come up and meet yours, the high of the potion, and the dust for you, finally wearing off as he finishes his orgasm.
You two lay like that, Bucky’s cock buried deep inside of you, pussy pulsing post orgasm, his hands now just caressing your sides under your dress that’s nearly ripped completely in two. His lips are on yours as he messily kisses you, your bodies coated in sweat as well- even though the night is cool. “Bucky….” You murmur, out of breath after he pulls away. Bucky can’t help but look down at you, his eyes lovingly and longing, shining with pure love for you- as if he didn’t just fuck your brains out because of a stupid mishap on your part. “Mhm…?” He hums before he kisses the corners of your mouth and then your nose. You can’t help but laugh, seeing how fast he has changed demeanors, but that’s Bucky. Your loving, sweet Bucky….
“I love you…” you whisper, your hands finally coming down and rubbing along his shoulders, and Bucky relaxes. Because he really thought, even though you told him you would not hate him or resent anything, that you’d regret it. You’d regret it all and regret this whole thing, that you’d hate it all and never want to look at him again, even if you didn’t hate him. He smiles, heart warm and full, “I love you too, sweets. Happy Valentine’s Day….” He laughs a little and you laugh even more, chest still heaving a bit, “happy…happy Valentine’s Day, Bucky….” You say back, even if it’s not Valentine’s day anymore, because neither of you know if it is, because you don’t have a watch….
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Kung Fu Panda 4-All the budget went to the animation (spoilers)
Hey all, its me, the guy who everyday make a tour around this site but almost never talk. How are ya?
Two days ago something arrived to the cinema's screens, something that me and everyone were waiting for since 2018, the fourth film and the begginig of the new kung fu panda triology.
You know? When I sat on that theather seat with my friends to see what Dreamworks had prepared for us, I told myself; "Maybe that post I made a while ago throwing shit at what seemed like Kfp 4 was going to be was a bit hard, I hope I can come out regretting what I said that time"
And as soon as the credits ended, it was clear to me, I dont regret a shit. Maybe it was a little exaggerated, compared to what a megamind fan would think about the terrible sequel they made, but still: the film is crappy and boring most of the time. But why?
I'm going to explain some points.
1- Po? Is that you?
I don't know you guys, but i don't think the panda we knew in the end of the third film is the same as this one. Seriously, he share more comparisons with the Po from the legend of awessonless than the one from the films, maybe its a personal thing but it feels that way. At least in the beggining of the film feel like that.
And I don't know what he was thinking about when he decided to follow a thief he doesn't know at all and who tried to steal in his own palace, and that suspiciously know who is the chameleon, whose were her plans, her past, where she lived, where exacly they had to pass through avoiding all the guard inside her home, why the others thiefs of the city hate her so much... With Po's experience with criminals this is like a chef throwing water on a pan with boiling oil, it's obvious what is going to happen.
2- Zheng- Female Nick Wilde but without charisma or half of his intelligence.
I knew it from the first moment I saw Zheng's desing, the people who know me can corroborate that; her facial expressions, her tone while she talk, her animal race, her position as thief, her final when she is part of the justice same as the protagonist... it's clearer than water I think.
Everyone could say this is forgivable if she's smart, but surprise, she's not. This character is just an absurd try of this company for """"conect with infant audience""""(I don't know in what sense, I supose for the cute design, idk). But the point is, the supposed objective of the hollywood companies is give the new generetions better things than we got at their age, but what I see is laziness for write a decent scrip only for take an advantage of a known IP and make easy money. Even the children have quality standars, this is not the dragon warrior and of course this is not kung fu panda.
And talking about the dragon warrior, having our deep and lovely Tigress with her magnific development or Tai Lung back from the spirit realm... why in the hell this character exists?! Oh yeah, for being trending topic in twitter for three days. Yay...
3- The furious five and Shifu, for us : our pretty boys, and for Dreamworks: living jokes.
What made Kung Fu Panda what it is, is not the fucking panda, it's them. They're the inspiration for Po, their allies, the royale representation of kung fu and the ones which everything started with.
Po's a comic relief, and his mission is show his development in part using his humor, but the humor in this film barely works because of the lazy script. Something that even the talented Jack Black himself can't fix, beacuse his only role there is dublin his character, unlike the rest of the residents of the Jade Palace except Dustin Hoffman.
Seth Rogen (Mantis) himself even said that he wasn't even contact by Dreamworks in the first place, only for make a scream in the credits, that's sad beacause he really wanted to see Mantis on the screen. And I know and I understand that the five are expensive, but cmon, they could just simply change the voice actors and offset it with a good script but that's not the case of course. Their role in the film is being a counter for Po's constant jokes, for not to saturate the spectator with jokes, now that's not in there anymore, thank you Dreamworks.
4-The chameleoooohhn and her "motivation".
I can't say much, basically because out of her design she's nonsense. She says that because of her size, she was reyected for being a kung fu warrior.
Yeah of course but only one little thing, what about Shifu? Viper, a warrior without tips? Mantis, literally a dawn insect? Master Oogway, a TURTLE? The masters goose? C'mon even there's a fucking master chicken! Don't talk shit chameleon!
Her importance for the plot? Its almost a lie, the others villains had links to important characters; Tai Lung (with his link to Shifu's past), Shen (with his link to Po's past) or Kai (with his link to Oogway's past), all of them related to important characters. And her? To zheng's past and present I guess? But again, anyone know this character. She's like a villain from a Disney show, you know the type of villain who say a lot of things but at the end, she don't support nothing to the lore.
And her personality is like a mix of all the previous villains, and this sounds good right? HAHAH nope. Do you remember when as a child you mixed all the plasticines of all the colors to create the final color and you ended up with a color similar to poop? well that's exacly how her personality feels like.
5- Po's dads; the only reason they're there is because they ran out of characters to make the film.
The tittle itself tell everything, they don't do anything for the script in all the film, and their objective could be done since the start.
The script of the film except for the final looks like a draft which they didn't know how to complete, everyone who watch it can see it perfecly. The animation, the music and the backgrounds are the only things notable here.
6- Tai Lung and the cheapness nostalgia.
Fan service is not necesarry bad, above all if is used in a good way, they sold us Tai Lung as a miracle but his importance for the plot feels just like a Stan Lee cameo, I like Tai Lung I can say that. But this is too weak, Shen and Kai are only characters in the background who don't do nothing except being defeated or make facial expressions (I don't even joke that Shen would show respect to Po considering what we saw in the second movie, and Kai wasn't supposed to be destroyed as a spirit, what the hell is he doing here again? *sign* I'll to stop trying to make sense of this).
By the way, anyone else think that the dragon warrior role is understimated? I mean Shifu obligated Po to transfers the role to another one just because yes, i mean he only has been the dragon warrior for less than 5 years and now they want to replace him with a random. Everything just for at the end, he choosed a thief with at least 30 crimes registred and who was a traitor during the 75% of the movie.
7- The """""""""humor"""""""", except they forgot the parts where I must to laugh.
Seeing nonsense hits only beacuse yes stopped of being funny a long time ago, and no, I don't want to talk about the bunnies of the portrait because I would get sick. I had to go to the cinema drunk to endure the filler that the movie had, no joke, it was the only way to laugh at those jokes.
So I think about applying the same method as in any movie with bad jokes, ignoring the jokes. I tried to do the same thing but with the pace that the film managed, such a thing was impossible, the pace of the movie seems to be made for Tiktoker children with attention deficit. From the chaos in the quarry until Po takes the bitc... uhg fox out of prison, only 10 fucking minutes pass, all of that for what? So that you feel like the baseless information and the nonsensical plot that they tell us is of any use? they could simply make a non-canonical short and that's it, but no, yes or they were going to tell us a story written by rotten old men who spend the entire day watching Tik Tok. It's not going to be that the child who sees this doesn't get bored, we know that much today's children don't have many neurons as they say, but even to make movies for them you have to have a certain talent.
In some point at the beguining Po make a joke about the ausence of the furious five saying that at least he had them in cardboard posters, and this would be a good joke. Only if the stupid film could be prove that the franquise can do something memorable without the furious five, but again, that's not the case.
Don't have any respect for this movie, look what it had with you. I understand that it is enjoyable because of the animation but it does not go beyond that line, it destroys important things about the canon and spoils its teaching about the need for change by treating it in a terrible way.
Coclusion: KFP 4 is just another Po's adventure as Shifu says, it won't tell nothing to you or make you feel different, it's a shame but after Megamind 2 I imagined something like this. It's a dark era for film, expecially the animated one so like Scar said; Be prepare, there're worse things waiting for us.
Do you want something with real quality? You don't even need kung fu panda 1,2 or 3, for make it easy to this film let's take this marvelous example; kung fu panda: secrets of the scroll (2016). You'll say; "An animated short, this is not like-" Shhh Just watch it, you won't regret it.
If you think I'm wrong in something, just rewatch the film. And if still you aren't agreed with me, well, I respect you and I'm happy you like it. I wish I could love it as you do, but that doesn't mean that the movie isn't bad, because if you watch it with your brain on or remembering the previous movies it's terrible.
. Me? I've to write a story, I love you all. Except you, Dreamworks, I'm mad with you, expecially when you do this at the same day as Akira Toriyama's death :(
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Headcanons for a Camp Camp season post-David adopting Max
(Because I got back to Camp Camp for no reason at all and it is now everyone's problem. Also apparently new episode incoming? YOOO)
WARNING THERE ARE SWEARS IN THIS BUT I MEAN IT'S CAMP CAMP SO YOU KNOW 😅
Here we go!
No one knows at first
First episode starts with something random (Idk maybe something about change that makes everyone freaking out, you know how CC goes) and the entire time there are hints, like Max arriving at Camp with David and David always being in the proximity of Max. Towards the end Max makes a half-assed comment about it
Neil: Well, I guess some things never change
Neil: This place is still pretty fucked up
Max: Yeah, this is weirder than David adopting me at the end of last summer
(pause)
Everyone: WAIT WHAT?!
Casual episodes have background scenes where David puts a hand in front of Max whenever he wants to do something dangerous, or he picks him up
Max is now enrolled in Camp Campbell for Music Camp. He is never seen actually practicing during afternoon activities, he kinda just stands on his boot, but when no one is watching, especially at night, he does play a bit. He plays a guitar that was the first birthday present he got from David
He's genuinely good, he just thinks that the others will make fun of him for specifically playing guitar and ask him what campfire songs did David teach him
He's right and the answer is ALL OF THEM
Max is back to the plan of making David snap, but the idea evolved from "no way a person can be this happy" to "no way a parent can be this happy". That's totally NOT projection of his own trauma and he DOES NOT expect David to abandon him the moment it becomes too much (wink)
THE AMOUNT OF DAD JOKES ISTG. Max is 100% sure he'll go crazy out of tree puns alone. David is fully convinced that's peak dad behavior and non-negotiable
David: I'd love to take you on a vacation to trees' favourite city!
Max: David no.
David: Montreeal!
Max: DAVID NO.
David: Why so tense, Max? Are you okay?
Max: STOP RIGHT NOW.
David: Should I... leaf you alone?
Max: *groans forever*
A full episode where David is terrified of making preferences for his son and struggles between being a counselor and a father, fearing that the others might feel left out. Ultimately it is pointed out by everyone that Max was always his favourite, therefore he was a shit about it from the beginning and no one really cares (David feels relieved and quite conflicted about this)
Whenever the campers need permission to do something dangerous and there is REALLY no other option, Max sighs and does his best "please I really wanna do this, you are my guardian right?" act. It's embarassing how quickly David caves in
An episode about being a young single father, maybe David going on a date (I'm thinking the cute waitress from the Bonquisha episode and/or the bartender guy from the town episode, just to make some comebacks), having tons in common and getting along, but not wanting to commit with someone with a son. David feels pretty lonely, but he 100% can only be with someone that accepts Max as well (also pan David my beloved 🩷💛💙)
Max discovers David's tipping point when the kid gets seriously hurt because of a stupidly dangerous adventure. Max gets scolded like he didn't think David was able to. It follows a pretty tense period where Max thinks this is it, but David is just very embarassed for snapping like that and while he thinks Max can survive more than he can, he needs him to be safe. After talking they get much closer
David has no idea how to ground someone, especially his son. Usually, when he feels like he has to, he consults Gwen or, heaven forbid, Quartermaster
An episode where the ideal camper arrives. Loves outdoors, loves activities, loves singing along and saluting the flag, so David gets excited. The entire time the campers try to figure out if Max is jealous, but he shows no sign. Obviously the camper is someone evil because this is Camp Camp, and at the end Max stomps the person with a "sorry sweetheart, I'm his favourite"
Max doesn't call him dad, David knows this and never presses him. But the kid slips sometimes and corrects himself quickly, although David never seems to notice
He actually does notice and every night he proceeds to giggle into his log pillow like a high schooler with a crush
An episode where the campers try to figure out how the whole adoption situation happened, since neither Max nor David really explained it. The hypothetical story becomes increasingly crazier and more complex, between alien invations, warlocks and internal monologues. At the end a flashback is shown of Max waiting at camp. Gwen is in the cabin, then David arrives with his cheek red and bloody
David: It took some convincing
Gwen: Oh, David...
David: I'm alright. I knew who I was dealing with, and apparently they're this aggressive only to strangers. It could've been a lot worse, and they said yes anyway
Gwen: So... now what?
David: Now? Now I'm bringing him home
David had everything ready for adoption way before meeting Max, stating that as a counselor you never know what might happen. He thinks it's commendable. Max thinks it's fucking creepy
After The Forest episode David developed a bit of feral instincts, but never really showed them. Since Max can usually defend himself better than David does, there is no need to intervene. Until Daniel comes back, and makes the mistake of kidnapping Max this time, wanting to play with David on how to find his kid. He did not know. David turns into wolf dad, literally growling and hunting for his cub. Imagine a feral David roaring and growling "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY KID DANIEL??". Suffice to say, Daniel is sent to the hospital (praying the ultra lord) and Max starts to think, between Daniel and David, maybe it's his dad the psychotic one
He doesn't mind it that much
Possible outcome is Daniel being astonished by such energy, realizing that David just won't die, and feeling something strong for him, starting to ponder if David is an reincarnation of Xemug... he is giving himself an excuse, he basically just got a crush on David. If that would turn him madder or start his redemption arc, I have no idea, but I kinda like it 😂 (actually I might make a separate post about this, I got an idea for another season sequel to this one and yes, pretty Dadvid 💕💕)
Post this incident that ruined it, Mr. Honeynuts now wears a little Camp Campbell counselor uniform. David made it of course, and while Max voices his contempt, the bear was getting rough to hug and the shirt is soft
Idea gag of Max saying "did you know that *insert disturbing emotional abuse practice* isn't okay? Learned that last year"
They got blackmail material on each other. Max obviously uses it the most, between embarassing underpants and sleep talking, but in extreme cases David is not above pulling out his cute Max photo collection
Yes, he got several of those
Yes, he is waiting for someone to ask about it and show them like the proud parent he is
After David adopted Max, he started to work two jobs to make ends meet (I'm thinking teacher and maybe night guard, very standard). He's actually pretty good at both, but it makes him very exhausted. He once snapped at Max out of exhaustion and since then, he decided to rest whenever he feels tired (you know, like a normal person). Max jokes that he was supposed to make his life a nightmare, not help him develop a better and healthier lifestyle
They got a method for asking permission, "bullshit for fun": David allows him some usually unallowed stuff and he gets to have some cute father-son moments in exchange
Max: Okay, it's a huge concert, so I'm willing to go as far as a full week of tucking in bed
David: I'm not letting you go out of town all on your own that easily, young man! The week of that, and three days of hand holding when we get into a crowd!
Max: Mmm... one hand holding and... urgh... one day of camping together
David: WAIT, REALLY?!
Max: It's a really good concert
David: DEAL!!!!
During a particolarly bad night of Max having nightmares, David spends the night comforting him. Max jokes that perhaps David can get even a hug out of this. David states that their system is a fun thing between them for treating responsibilities and boundaries in a less serious way, but if Max needs comfort, that's always free
An episode in which Max hears David talk to Gwen, saying stuff like "I don't have enough money for him. I don't think I can make it. I'm so sorry, poor Max". He then starts the most effective escape from Camp Campbell plan he has ever put in motion, genuinely making it except he comes back because he misses everything. He screams at David for making him love him only to dump him. At last David understands the situation and hugs him, revealing that... he was talking about a dog he wanted to adopt for Max. Max will never live that down, and David is in absolute glee for the following days because his son loves him
Sometimes Max says "Language!" without realizing. It's horrifying for all people involved, even David
On the other hand, David starts to swear more. The thing is, he's used to Max and it's such a foreign thing to him that sometimes he doesn't realize it was him
David: Hold on, now where the fuck is everyone?
David: Language!
David: ... wait-
Idea crossover headcanon, David's last name is Corduroy, his dad is a cousin of the Corduroys of Gravity Falls. But as a matter of fact, David never calls his father dad, going for either sir or sergeant
I have the idea of introducing this father in an episode flashback from before the adoption. David's father, sergeant Jeffrey Corduroy, comes to the camp to "visit his son and reconnect after such a long time". The man is huge and affable, friendly like David, but David turns into a Max version of himself when he's around. After everyone states that he seems cool, David gets pissed even more and basically ditch camp activities the whole day
Max gets a moment alone with the sergent and presses a little more, thrown off by meeting the first person David seems to openly hate. As Max is being Max, Jeff loses it pretty quickly, revealing the kindness is a mask. As he is on his way to hit Max, David puts himself in between. He scolds his father, mad like never before, stating that one apology won't make up for ten years of hell. Jeff leaves, David is so tired his legs won't hold, Max helps him get back to the cabin and they stay there
When the two are alone eventually, David tells him his story: he actually learned about survival from his dad first, he got trained mercilessly to the point of spitting blood, for ten long years. At some point his parents decided to divorce, and he was sent to Camp Campbell to not be in the way. He felt happy there for the first time, but he spiralled after leaving, as his dad left and his mother was depressed. She sent him to France at the clown school, again to not be in the way, and when he was old enough he simply left his house to find his own way to be happy. The only place where that was, was Camp Campbell
David apologizes for making his first story about camp too cheerful, as he should have been sincere. Max comes to two conclusions that night: that they are way more similar than he expected (something he didn't believe when he first heard the camp story from David), and that... maybe David is kind to everyone because he used all the hate he has on that asshole
Possible last episode of the season is another Parent Day. Everyone is teasing Max over the fact that every day is Parent Day for him, and Max complains but passively shows how he can't wait for it. Obviously David is way too gleeful about it. Then David disappears and no one knows where he is, and Max gets in the worse mood possible, making it everyone's problem. Everyone is actually kinda supportive and that turns him from angry to simply sad, although Gwen states that whatever happened to David, he promised to be there therefore he will be
At the exhibition part, when it's Max' turn, David arrives just in time, running in full survival attire like in The Forest. Basically David had another canoe incident, and was hunted down by two more wolves. It turns out that they're the pups of the wolfie he befriended before, they were hunted by men and that's why they were very aggressive towards him at first. Another adventure ensued, with the pups learning how to survive nature
Of course this is not explained to the people (just like The Forest), David apologizes for the late, Max says "fuck you dad" and hugs him in front of everyone
Follows the most mundane celebration between parents, with David (after taking off the survival look) looking a bit goofy and uncomfortable with so many adults while being a young man, but he does his best. Finally a moment of tranquility for the campers, as they watch their parents
Neil: You know Max, maybe you had to learn to appreciate the hell that is Camp Campbell, to meet a parent that truly cared for you. Maybe it was all a learning experience, and this is your reward
Max: ...
Neil: ...
Max: Well, this place sucks, and my dad is a fucking idiot. Definitely not worth it
(Max scoffs, then he smiles at David waving at him. The other campers hold back laughter, clearly not believing him)
It's implied that from then on Max starts calling David dad full time
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lenacosse · 2 months
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HEEYYY, thankyou so much i saw ur post. so basically reader and twins work together on occasion and she gets on really well w them and is basically another version of tan but when tan and reader get a long they are like partners in crime but on this mission they need an extra person so this new girl is constantly flirting with tan the whole misiion and reader is like really jealous and lemon his just having a wonderful time observing this play out and laughing his arse off asking reader if shes alright and stuff. tan is just completely oblivious and finds the new girl kind of annoying. Hope you can write this :))
(im so glad you saw the post! i hope this is okay, it didn’t really pan out as I thought it would but you can be the judge of that)
pairing: tangerine x reader (sort of)
cw: strong language and violence
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You phone rang, Tangerine and Lemon were outside waiting for you. Dragging your suitcase with you, you locked your house and made your way to the car. You took a minute to admire the car, Tangerine had a thing for sport cars. Usually you didn’t care much for them but you had to admit this one was nice. Lemon got out and put your suitcase into the boot.
“Thank you Lemon, what a gentleman you are.” You smile and get into the car. “Nice car.”
“All my cars are nice.” Tangerine replies. “I forgot to tell you, we needed a fourth member for this task. So we’re on our way to pick up Stacey.”
“Stacey? Who the fuck is Stacey,” you queried.
“Our fourth member,” remarked Tangerine . In his usual flat tone.
“I had no idea.” You roll your eyes and settle into your seat.
The car pulled up to Stacey’s place, it was a fancy apartment complex Tangerine blared the horn practically making you jump out of your seat. A few minutes later you see a gorgeous blonde woman walk out of the apartment complex with a bunch of luggage, you watch her walk towards the car, her hips swaying as she walked. You and Lemon shared a glance through the mirror and once again he got out of the car, putting her luggage into the boot.
The car door opens and you’re hit with an overwhelmingly sweet perfume, you clear your throat and look over at her. She looks you up and down then gasps when she sees Tangerine.
“Oh my goddess!” Her shrill voice squeaks.
“What?” Tangerine turns around to look at her, you sit there flicking your eyes back and fourth between them watching the painful encounter.
“Oh nothing,” she winks. You involuntarily pulled a face of absolutely disgust, you didn’t have to look at Tangerine to know how unimpressed he was by this.
Lemon gets back into the car and Tangerine starts talking about the mission, telling everyone his tactics and game plan. Stacey nods along to everything he says whilst twirling her hair in her fingers, you watch her absolutely baffled at the idea of her being in this career field. How the fuck was she supposed to kill someone?
“You didn’t introduce us.” Lemon says to Tangerine.
Tangerine sighs. “You do it then, fuck sake,”
Lemon turns to Stacey and you in the backseat. “Im Lemon, this is Tangerine you already know that and this is (Y/N).”
“Cute name.” Stacey smiles.
“Thank you! It’s-” she cuts you off.
“I wasn’t talking to you.”
“…right.” You scoff and look out the window, for the entirety of the journey you listen to her flirting with Tangerine. However you can’t tell if he’s not picking up on it or it’s just that he doesn’t care, regardless it was doing your head in and taking everything in you not to stick a knife in her neck.
You arrive at the hotel and check in, you are almost taken back by how fancy it was, you felt extremely out of place in your clothes. So you made Lemon come with you to buy fancier clothes.
“How did you forget to tell me to bring pristine shit?” You laugh whilst looking through a rack of dresses for your size.
“I told Tangerine to sort everything.” Lemon shows you a dress, you screw your face up at it.
“Wayyyy too many ruffles fucking hell.” You find the dress in your size and put it into your basket. “He didn’t forget to tell Stacey did he?” You scoff.
Lemon squints his eyes at you. “Are you jealous?”
“Jealous?! Me? Jealous?! What?! Absolutely not! Fuck me youre on something.” For the rest of the shopping trip you go on about how there’s absolutely no way you’re jealous and that Lemon is crazy. He thinks it’s the funniest thing ever, you however are not so pleased.
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“Hey (Y/N)? Is Tan single?” Stacey asks batting her eyelashes at you. You two were in your shared hotel room, Tangerine and Lemon were staying in the room next to you.
“Why?” You question. For some reason your stomach drops as she asks. Especially now that she was saying the nickname you always call him. But no. You weren’t jealous, absolutely not.
“Can you not see the chemistry we have? I mean god I’m already picking out our children’s names. I’m thinking Beatrice for a girl and Christopher for a boy.”
You give her a strange look. “Tangerine would not like those names.”
She walks up to you, hand on her hip and tries to assert the power in the situation, you cross your arms and look at her.
“You are a real bitch. You’re just jealous of me and Tangerine. I’m telling you by the end of this mission he’ll want me.”
“I don’t care at all.” You scoff and grab your clothes. You get changed into your new dress, it’s a classic black dress that compliments your figure perfectly.
You, Tangerine, Lemon and Stacey head down to dinner and sign in with your fake names. You sit opposite Tangerine and next to Lemon.
“I was thinking we need to solidify our cover stories,” you say taking a sip of your drink.
“What were you thinking?” Tangerine asks, one thing you appreciated about him was the way he didn’t diminish your intelligence like most men did who work this job. They find it wild that a woman could be smart enough to pull off an elaborated plan, but that was ballsy considering you thought you were pretty good.
“We’re here celebrating an engagement between two of us-“
“Me and Tangerines engagement!” Stacey cuts you off. You pinch the bridge of your nose and Lemon starts laughing beside you, you kick his ankle under the table and Stacey looks confused. “What?”
“Yeah. What? You two are children and if you don’t stop you’ll get us sussed out.” Tangerine tuts as he finishes off his drink.
“(Y/N) is just being-“ Lemon starts.
You elbow him so hard in the ribs that he flinches. “Shut the fuck up.” The food comes and you guys start eating, as you’re eating you notice a group of men bunch together and head towards the kitchen. Luckily your seat gives you a clear view of them and you watch them walk into the kitchen.
“Tangerine. Play along with this.” You say, he agrees, you pull a hair from your head and set it on your plate then and you stand up acting disgusted. “Filthy! Absolutely disgusting.”
Soon a waitress comes over, worried at your behaviour. “Im sorry is everything okay over here?”
“No everything is not okay. My fiancée has a hair in her food, this is ridiculous.” Tangerine stands up, you can’t help the smug look that falls onto your face watching Stacey look offended. You hear Lemon snickering beside you, you glare intensely at him then you smile sweetly at Stacey and turn to the waitress.
“I want to speak to your chef.” You demand. And so the waitress leads the way, Tangerine walks with you. His hand resting on your lower back. You felt your stomach doing flips as he placed his hand there.
In the kitchen Tangerine talks with the Chef as you scan your eyes around the kitchen looking for where these men could have gone. That’s until you see a man fully suited walk out of the stock room. Tangerine and you walk out of the kitchen after clearing everything up.
“Fiancée huh?” You tease.
“Improvisation,” Tan replies, a smirk apparent on his face.
“Stacey won’t be happy.” You playfully tut.
“What do you mean?” Tangerine furrows his brows.
You laugh until you realise he’s being serious. “My god you’re blind.”
You reach your table as you said that. “No tell me what do you mean?” He asks.
“Tell you what?” Stacey interferes.
“None of your business Tracey.” You suck your teeth.
“My name is-“
“Jesus christ! No one cares.” You snare.
Lemon can’t hide his laugh and you turn to him, shaking your head. “Seriously what is up with you today?” You ask.
“I think you have to ask yourself that question (Y/N).” Lemon replies
“You know what I think? I think you’re all being fucking weird today.” Tangerine grumbled.
You all finish your food. However you feel your stomach churning as Stacey starts sliding her hand up Tangerines arm, she whispers something in his ear and he doesn’t seem fazed by it at all. You didn’t realise you were gripping your glass until it shatters in your hand.
“Fuck.” You gasp, you look at your hand. You had glass shards stuck in your hand as the blood dripped onto the white table cloth.
“Tan you and Stacey sort the bill, we’ll go sort (Y/N)’s hand.” Lemon suggests. You all agree and you follow Lemon back to his and Tangerines room.
Upon walking in your hit with the familiar scent of Tangerines cologne, a scent you found yourself drawn to. You didn’t quite understand why, but anytime you smelt something similar your heart would skip a beat. But you didn’t care about him like that.
“What is up with you?” Lemon asks as he removes the glass from your palm, you hiss in pain.
“Nothing.” You grunt.
“Im not stupid. I’ve know you for three years now and never have I ever seen you so jealous.”
“Im not jealous!” You practically shout, the pain from your hand didn’t help the matter. This time Lemon didn’t laugh, he just sighed as he cleaned your hand.
“You know if you have feelings for Tangerine that’s okay. I don’t know why you’re so reluctant to admit that.”
“Okay maybe I find him attractive but I don’t have feelings.” You mumble.
“There we go one step closer to the truth. If we’re speaking truth I’ll admit these next few days are going to be the most entertaining days ever. I can’t wait.”
“Oh yeah this is so entertaining.” You scoff, “you’ve no idea how fucking annoying she is, and to make things worse I share room with her.”
“I do know because Tangerine was pissed off earlier because she wouldn’t shut up the entire car ride.”
You find yourself smiling once Lemon said that, you felt a little bit more relaxed. Maybe things wouldn’t be so bad. Lemon finishes fixing your hand, he stitched it and bandaged it up. He told you he was used to doing this, especially considering Tangerine is usually always fighting with someone. That was the polar difference between the two men, Lemon was calm but Tangerine was not, once that man gets pissed off he just goes off on a rampage. You’ve witnessed this multiple times, however it didn’t scare you. You secretly found it hot. But that fact you would carry to your grave.
Soon after Tangerine and Stacey come back and you guys sit to come up with a game plan for the next day. You agreed to spilt into pairs of two, you and Tangerine, Lemon and Stacey. Poor Lemon was all you could think. Anyways, you all would go to breakfast, but you would leave the table to go to the bathroom. But really you’d try get into the Casino area. If you got in successfully you were to look for whatever you could find that would identify the men you needed to assassinate. You’ll then come back, after breakfast Tangerine and Lemon would go inquire about said Casino, Lemon said there was a code name for the Casino and that was how you’d get in. And at dinner time Stacey and Lemon would go there, play a game of poker or whatever. Whilst you and Tangerine get dinner. Then once Lemon and Stacey had identified the men you would go in and kill them. Then on the third day you guys can use the spa.
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You get up from the breakfast table and head towards the bathroom. Since the restaurant at the hotel is a separate part there’s bathrooms there for customers. And thankfully they were opposite the kitchen, you walk up the hall and slowly open the kitchen door. You peep your head in to see only one man in there who’s back is to the door, you take your time sneaking in and walk into the stock room. At first you think you’re wrong until you look around and realise the back wall is fake, you find the hatch and walk in. And just as you thought there is the casino, you were actually surprised to see it as a legitimate full blown casino. Using the flash of your phone you look around. Quickly you come across what you assume to be guest book, it had ten names of it, three of which matched up to the names you were given by the man who hired you. He had said there were eight members to assassin and three members whose identities he knew. You take a picture and sneak back out again.
You sit at the table with a smug smirk on your face. “Well ask me how it went!”
“How did it go, love?” Tangerine chuckled. Your cheeks flushed as he said that, it wasn’t a new thing to hear. Tangerine called all women love, but for some reason it had you internally screaming.
“Amazing. I found a guestbook with ten names on it.”
“It’s not like you had much to do.” Stacey scoffed. “Tangerine here..” she squeezes his arm “found the room in the first place.”
“No, (Y/N) did. It was her that got us into the kitchen and it was her that spotted the room.”
Stacey let go of his arm and finished her food silently. You glare at her with a smug look on your face and crossed your arms. She looked pissed off, but you weren’t bothered or intimidated in the slightest. And of course Lemon was laughing into his hands.
After breakfast the four of you go to you and Stacey’s hotel room. That was after Tangerine and Lemon had gotten access cards to the Casino, everything was going smoothly. You and Tangerine were debating whether or not killing these men would be hard, you said it wouldn’t, Tangerine said it would considering we’re massively outnumbered. It was all lighthearted until Stacey buts in.
“It won’t be hard Tan don’t worry darling. I know you’ll protect me.” You hide your hands in your face to control the unbearable second hand embarrassment you just got. You peak over at Lemon through your fingers, hes laughing into his hand and Tangerine just awkwardly laughs to what she has to say. This makes her get confident and sit beside him leaning into him to the point there wasn’t even a slither between them.
You felt your blood boil as you bit your lip. She was seriously getting on your nerves. But there was nothing you could do about it, she was important to the mission and therefore you had no choice but to suck it up. The next few hours until dinner were complete utter hell. Genuinely awful. Stacey seems to be getting worse by the minute, anytime Tan just tolerated her god awful flirting it encouraged her to get more and more into it. You had to leave the room once she playfully punched his arm.
You lean against the wall feeling nothing but pure envy. You weren’t envious that Tangerine didn’t care to flirt back, but you were envious that she had the courage. Admitting you’re jealous in turn made you aware that you did in fact feel something for Tan. It wasn’t simple, and you knew loving someone like him wouldn’t be straightforward. It’s not like he’s the most loving man to walk the planet, so you wouldn’t even be guaranteed commitment, and you also acknowledged that you couldnt watch him leave for work and not worry sick. But that wasn’t the point. The point was you had been too proud and now some brainless fuck is there all over him, all over your Tan.
“Everything okay?” Lemons voice pulls you from your thoughts.
“Yeah, just can’t sit through that. It’s painfully embarrassing.”
Lemon laughs in agreement, he also looked as traumatised as you. You couldn’t understand how Tangerine couldn’t see right through it, it surprised you how such a smart man could be so fucking blind. On that thought the door opens and Tangerine walks out.
“What are you two doing. Planning some fucking dance party?”
“Exactly what we’re doing.” You respond. Tangerine shakes his head.
“Seriously though what are you doing?”
“Talking about your girlfriend.” You respond.
“My girlfriend?” Tangerine pulls a puzzled expression. “I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“Fuck me you’re so stupid.” You put a hand to your forehead. “Do you not see how badly she wants to fuck you?”
“Jealous?” Tangerine raises his brows.
“…no.”
“She’s a proper diesel.” Lemon adds.
“What did I fucking tell you? Hm?” Tangerine sighs, Lemon shrugs in response. “No fucking Thomas talk for fuck sake.” Tangerine throws his arms up in exasperation. You and Lemon share a side glance, someone wasn’t happy.
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You strap you knife to your thigh as you readjust your skirt. You fix your outfit and reapply your lipstick, just as you do that you get a knock on the door. You open the door to see Tangerine, you smile and step aside to let him in. He walks in and sits on the foot of your bed.
“Just let me get my shoes on.” You say, you slip your shoes on and grab your bag.
“You brush up well.” Tangerine teases.
“Can’t say the same for you,” you taunt him as you both walk out the door.
You walk down to dinner together, you arms linked. You couldn’t help but smile the entire way there, it felt stupid to be so into him but at this point there was no denying it you just thanked your lucky stars that you weren’t around Stacey. Poor Lemon you thought, you wondered what they would even be talking out. You two arrive at the restaurant and like a true gentleman Tangerine pulls your chair out for you, you can’t help but laugh and he even cracks a smile.
“Aren’t you a joy.” You tease.
“Only the best for my fiancée.”
“Everything but a ring,” you tut, he rolls his eyes at you and you get halfway through your meal when Lemon sends you the code.
“Come on. Lemon wants us,” you both gather your things and walk towards the kitchen.
Getting in this time is much easier considering Tangerine knows the code, the chef is more than happy to welcome you two to the casino. The smell of cigars and whiskey hit you like a brick, not pleasant at all. You hold onto Tangerines arm and you walk to the Poker table. You sit across from Lemon and Stacey, on your right are two guys and on Tan’s left is another pair of men. You start to play a game and you’re surprised to see Tangerine is good at this, or at least that’s what you thought considering you’d never played poker before and had absolutely no idea what to do. So you let him do it all. Tangerine gives the indication and all four of you stand and go behind a guy. You lean down and whisper into his ear.
“What’s your name?” Your breath cool against the warmth his skin radiates. He tells you his name, and hum contently in response then slice his jugular. Killing him instantly. You wipe the blood that you got onto your hand on his suit jacket. The other three also killed their men, and without drawing attention to anyone else in the room. There were another five guys.
“(Y/N) go to those two, show them your tits or something.” Tangerine says, pointing to the men sitting at the jackpot slots.
“Oh how charming are you.” You scoff and make your way over to the men. You sit in between them and like the creeps they were they seemed not to mind at all. You leaned into the guy on your left, “what’s your name?” Another one on the list, “and yours?” You ask the guy on your right. Again on the list. “Great!” You smile.
You listen to them mansplain the odds of winning and how gambolling was a thrill. You nodded along, batting your eyes at them. That was until you killed them both. You walk to Tangerine, he killed the seventh guy. Only one left on the list, but you had to kill the other man there of course. You hear some struggling and look over your shoulder to see Stacey being choked up against the wall. You sigh and go over there, you floor the man who had her up against the wall. Straddle his chest and slit his throat.
Lemon takes care of the remaining man and you all walk out untouched. You liked jobs like that, easy and non-problematic plus you were getting paid a fuck ton for this. The four of you went back to the men’s room with a celebratory bottle of champagne.
“Wait.. how won’t we get caught?” Stacey asks, you sigh as you’ve explained this four times already. Apparently two glasses of champagne has her incoherent.
“For the fifth and final time. Our names were not on the guest book. Only one man’s name was. Of fucking course he’s going to be blamed for this.” You snap. This made her cry. She tried to get reassurance off of Tangerine but he didn’t even respond to her wails. Ten minutes into her diva meltdown she walks out of the room and into her own. You could cry in relief.
“Thank fuck.” Tangerine remarks. You look at him with an eyebrow raised.
“Thought she wasn’t so bad?”
“Changed my mind, she’s a fucking nightmare.”
“A true diesel.”
“Whatever makes you happy.” You reply to Lemon.
The three of you finish the bottle and spend the next hour talking, mainly ripping into Stacey but not just. Eventually you left their room and went to bed, Stacey was already asleep.
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Tangerines car pulls up outside your place and you get out of the car. This time instead of Lemon helping you with your stuff Tan does. He gets your stuff out of the boot and walks you to your door.
“Thank you Tan.” You smile as you unlock the door.
“I’ll set your stuff inside.” He walks in with you and sets your suitcase on the marble floor.
“So Stacey..?”
“Stacey what?”
“Are you following up with it or?”
“…are you having a fucking laugh?”
You roll your eyes in response, a grin cracking at your lips. “She’s not really your type anyways.”
“Yeah? What’s my type love.” Tan smirks.
“You need someone like yourself, someone who’s not over the top and annoying.”
“Is that so?”
“Mhm.” You look down at the ground as you bite back a smile.
Tangerines hand lifts your chin then all of a sudden he’s grabbing your hips and then his lips are on yours, passionately kissing you. You slide a hand into his hand as you open your mouth, his tongue enters your mouth, fighting your own for dominance. You tug on his hair causing him to bite your lip, you groan as he pulls you closer. The sound of the car horn blaring startles you and you pull back. You let out an airy laugh as his hands release your waist.
“You should go.”
“Yeah, Lemon must be pissed.”
“Alright. Bye Tan.”
“Bye love.”
He walks out the door and you take a moment to stand there and process what just happened. You weren’t sure what this meant for you both but you could only hope it would turn into something, and your hoping came true.
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kpopjust4u · 1 year
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Kinkmas - Day 22: Corruption W/ DPR ian
Post Date: 22nd December 2022 Content: Smut - Christian Yu/ DPR ian x Reader WC: 1.2K TW?: Friends with benefits/ Corruption/ Fuckboy!Chris/ Inexperienced Reader/ Reader has vulva/ Princess/ Bondage (Rope)
Summary: Of course, he couldn’t help himself from tainting you with his deepest and darkest desires when it’s a season to be good.
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Another friend-holiday Christmas. 
Yet this time, it’s just you and Chris, as everyone is all coupled up and being sickly cute with their significant others. Leaving you and Chris to spend the date that was planned, alone together. 
This would be a totally innocent friend Christmas date. You're friends - yes, both single but nothing could ever possibly happen, right? 
What else better to do on the day than to watch Christmas films that you’ve both seen multiple times before, and try your absolute best to find another to watch that you haven’t seen. 
Regardless, none of the options were standing out for you both. 
"Fuck this," Chris sighs, throwing the controller onto the coffee table in front of you both after pressing play on a random Christmas film. 
You couldn't help but laugh at his sudden frustration, making him side-eye you. Very unimpressed by your reaction to his outburst but that pearly white smile breaks free when he softens up, acknowledging that there was a little comedy to how he went about it. 
"So what have you done this week?" You break the ice first after staring into his eyes for a little longer than you expected to, almost getting lost in them as you try and hide your sudden attraction to your friend but this doesn't go a miss by him.
"Oh, nothing really. Just the usual, but I, unfortunately, won't see that girl again. She thinks I was weird for asking her to try something," Chris replies with the most nonchalant face ever. 
This was a regular occurrence and you have to be honest, you're never phased when he talks about his experience with girls but you were always curious how he manages to get around like that. 
Being relatively inexperienced yourself, you always wonder what it was like to have the chance to be laid by him. It was evident that your interest peaked, fully facing him as you rest your hands in your lap, being ready to fully listen to him whilst the TV plays in the background, "What was it?".
With wide eyes, Chris wasn't expecting you to ask that but is more than happy to share anyway, "I just wanted to try to see how things would pan out if I was in complete control, giving instructions and tying her to the bed. But I guess she wasn't into that stuff". 
With every single hair standing up on your body from the slight shyness you're feeling after hearing it, your core starts to ache for attention. 
Although, you try to keep yourself composed because you didn't know where you stand with him, "That sounds pretty fun, though!".
Your reply was to sound playful, but the more you look at him, the more you realise that you found yourself being sexually frustrated with him, practically a virgin wanting to be ruined by him.
"Oh yeah? I think it does, we should try it," The teasing in his voice makes your eyes widen to the size of plates as you swallow hard, heart racing until he finishes his sentence, "I'm only joking". 
Feeling slightly better but now you feel as though you missed your chance. 
It was now or never, make or break the moment as you gain a bit of confidence to get cheeky and playful, "I'm not joking though". 
He doesn't even react in a bad way at all, just a smirk extending on his face as he inches closer to you, closing the gap until he's practically hovering over you, "Are you sure you're not joking? Once we start, I don't think I could stop," Chris growls lightly, making you whimper at the sudden change in your friend. 
Despite how shy you were, you push through with your confidence, letting him guide you to his bedroom and wait for him to start giving you instructions, just as he'd want.
But not before his lips attach to yours, biting on your bottom lip that gets caught between his teeth and his tongue swipes against yours. 
The way he kisses you makes you feel like you're on cloud 9, never would've imagined for it to feel that good but you're in store for the rest. 
With gradual movement, his hands slip under your shirt and swiftly removes it from your body. 
Remembering what he wants to try, he stops in his tracks as he leans back on his heels, eyes like a predator on you as the smirk just grows even bigger, "Take your clothes off, real slow for me princess". 
Doing as you're instructed to do, you can't help but get even hotter to the touch, with slight hesitance in your actions as you remove the items of clothing off of your body, playing them on the floor whilst you await further instructions. 
"Turn around, face down and ass up with your hands behind your back, let me see you like that," He growls in a whisper so seductively into your ears, nipping at it before letting you move your body around. 
Tying your wrists behind your back and connecting them to your ankles, you hiss at the tightness of the rope, whimpering when he only tightens them a little more and gives your ass a huge smack.
"Look at you, innocent inexperienced you getting tied up. Never thought I'd see the day," He quips, the cocky and teasing voice in full swing as he leans over your back to whisper into your ear again, "You're all mine now, princess". 
"Let's see how much of me can you take, huh?" He continues, making you whimper and beg for him to do something with you other than tease you. 
But in reality, that just adds more fuel to the fire, making him want to drag this out as long as possible to see how badly you break for him.You sure are innocent, and he knows that. 
He knows the very little experience you have, but by god does he want to ruin that innocence that for some reason, you've always tried to hold on to until now? And now, you're never going to want anything, or anyone else. 
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creamyychann · 2 years
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Juices
Aizawa x Daughter! Reader
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Requested by AnimeGirll88 on WattPad
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Tags/Warnings:
DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT, INCEST, Parent/Child Incest, Father-Daughter Relationship, Age difference, Older man/Younger Woman, Teacher-Student Relationship, Teasing, Overstimulation, Chocking, Rough sex, Punishment, Spanking, Creampie, Cum play, Cum eating, Food play (sort of), Womb fucking, Bondage (kinda)
Pairings:
Daughter Reader (18) [3rd year AU/ U.A. College AU]
Father Aizawa Shouta
Note: Old fic! This is supposed to be Father's day special but I had many shits going on in my life that I forgot to post this in Father's Day. Also, this one is real kinky 😍
Minors DNI
Don't like it? DON'T READ IT!
You've been warned.
Read at your own risk.
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"Deku!! You're literally the cutest guy I've ever met!! " You squeal at blushing Izuku. You were in the middle of class time, well, not really. Everyone had done their work pretty early & had some free time just to mess around since your father, Aizawa doesn't care cuz now he can use the free time for sleeping. Well, your squeal at Deku woke Aizawa, even though there's other students who are louder than you, his focus were always on you. You know he was awake even though he looks like asleep cuz you have been sleeping with him so many time that you know when he really asleep or fake asleep. You had this mission on making your dad jealous, you know when Aizawa Jealous he would punish you & fucked you really good so you wanna make him super jealous by flirting any male(and female if you're bi/pan XP) students.
" Hey, hey Deku! Your freckles on your cheeks makes me want to kiss your cheeks even more! ~" You say lovey dovey-ly even more as you keep glancing at Aizawa just to see his reaction. You see his body shift a bit & sees him peeking which makes you giggles. " Deku! Deku!! Are you free this weekend? Let's go to the park together!! " You say happily " I-i don't k-know... M-m-maybe I h-had time >////<" He say still blushing. You heard Deku had a crush on you so he's the perfect target for you to flirt with.
You pinch his cheeks, warp your arm around his shoulder, ruffle his hair, looks at him lovingly & booping his nose. You were already close with Deku so touching him is nothing special. You felt Aizawa glares at you making you flushed by what will happen after you were alone with him. You keep flirting & flirting till Deku is flushed bright red then after you finish you just gave him a good bye (flying) kiss then flew away to do the same thing with other students. Todoroki, Bakugou, Kirishima, Kaminari, Iida, and basically everyone in the class with the exception of Mineta ( lol fuck no, pervert grape bastard) who saw you flirt with everyone and him waiting for you to came up to him. But then he sees you just flew back into your desk making the grape bastard eternally screaming.
You finished flirting with everyone and went back to seat to read your fav book & peek simultaneously at Aizawa in his sleeping bed. Seeing Aizawa that glares at you intensely with jealous & dark aura around him, you start getting wet by the thought of what he'll do to you, from what you experienced, he you usually spank you, fucks you fastly & roughly, & force you to hold your cum. But that's all just because a normal jealousy, unlike this one. You sure 100% that he's super jealous & super angry at you by just looking at his dead, sleepy eyes that full of lust. You pant heavily & just kept reading till lunch time while rubbing your legs together because of the squelching panties that had gotten wet.
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❃.✮:▹ 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 ◃:✮.❃
" Y/n... Could you come here & help me with something? " Aizawa called you when you're about to leave " Sure! Otou-san! " You say & wave to Deku & the others who were about to eat lunch together with you. You close the door behind you, lock it & stops the time with only you & your dad can moves (you got it from your (non-existen) mother's quirk combined with Aizawa's quirk ) then you came up to already super upset & jealous father of yours. " Was is it? Daddy? ~" You say seductively. Aizawa just glared at you & slowly came up to you still glaring at you. When he's only inches away from you he leans into your ear " You naughty girl... You did it on purpose just to make Daddy jealous didn't you? .... Now, You shall be punished... " He spoke deeper & huskier than he already is.
You gripped your skirt, bites your lips. Your nipples are hard & your pussy got even wetter. " Yes~" You say aroused. " On your knees. Now. " Aizawa orders. You immediately on your knees, unzips his pants, & pull it down along with his boxer. His hard giant dick sprung out & slapped your face making you rubs the part where it got slap. You licked your lips hungrily then you look up to him. He looks at you intensely with lust filled his eyes " Suck it. NOW" He say more demanding. You didn't hesitate & quickly placed his dick into your mouth. You tease his dick by circling it with your tongue & sucking it slowly. Aizawa grunts furiously & instantly grabs your hair. He thrusts fastly into your mouth that caught you off guard.
Your eyes formed a heart shaped pupils that were beating. You keep sucking Aizawa's dick while he thrusts into you, grunting & moaning your name. He literally pulling your hair but you find the pain very arousing making lewd liquids trickle down your thighs very slowly. You play with Aizawa's balls to makes him came faster since you know how much he like it when you played with his balls.
Aizawa moans & grunting louder and hisses a bit when you grace your teeth a bit while sucking him even harder. " Fuck. I'm cumming!! " Aizawa moans & shoot his salty-sweet thick love juice into your mouth in a large amount. You drank all of it & pull away with a pop. You look at his dick & sees it still hard as brick " *giggles* your dick is still hard~ " You say while poking it lightly making Aizawa grunt. Aizawa force you to stand up by pulling your hair harshly " I'm not done. Follow me" Aizawa say boldly & let go of your hair. Aizawa pull his pants, not entirely but just to cover his boner. Aizawa sat on a chair and sign you to come over him, he then pull you by the arm making you bend down on you stomach to lay on his lap. You know what he's going to do.
Aizawa pull up your skirt & pull down your soaked panties. You grip the chair's legs waiting for what about to came.
*SLAP*
A very loud slap noice could be heard clearly. You moaned loudly, lolled your tongue out as the stinging pain turned into pleasure as a red mark start to form on your ass. Another slap landed on your ass. You gripped the chair's legs harder as drool drips out your mouth as your masochist ass trembles from the intense pleasure. Slap by slap continue to penetrate your ass making your ass red as tomato, you at this situation were soaking wet & panting hardly while drool wetted the floor, a wide smile displayed on your face while your eyes are almost like as if it was at the back at your head with hearts on it. Aizawa keep slapping your ass till it goes purple & swelling. " Have you learned your lesson? " Aizawa coldly say & grope your ass hard. You were still trying to catch your breath then giggles, shook your head  to look at his eyes "NO! ♡" You say lewdly just to makes him even more pissed.
Aizawa scowled & pull you up again, he pushes you into the desk that just right beside the 2 of you. Aizawa pins you down, he takes off his scarf then tie you up. He placed both legs of yours besides your breasts but squeeze it to pushed up your breasts making it even bigger than it already is. He then placed your arms above your head then tie you up completely. Your sore ass & wet pussy were very exposed to Aizawa while he  intesely stare at it. You were craving his touch and the pleasuring-pain on your ass sting so much it makes your pussy leaks out love juices.
Aizawa pulls down his pants & positioning his dick. Aizawa rubs his dick slowly & teasingly against your pussy, you whine & tries to grip the bandage-like-scarf but it's tied tightly so it's hard to get off. " Otou-san! ~~ Please! " You whine as you try thrusts yourself onto Aizawa's dick but he kept back away everytime you try makes his dick enter you. " Do you want this dick? " Aizawa teased while looking at your eyes intesely " Yes! Yes!! " You mewls " Beg. " Aizawa order you. You gulps the drool on your lips then breathlessly say " Please daddy! Please fuck your naughty daughter as hard as you can!! I want you to wreck me & punish me! Please! I'm begging you!!" You begged with your heart snapped pupils beats faster. Aizawa just hummed then suddenly thrusts himself into you roughly.
You yelped, stuck your tongue out & started to moans loudly. Aizawa placed his hands besides your head while roughly & fastly thrusts into you. You bites your lips which drawn some blood because the position you are in makes Aizawa's dick instantly reach your cervix. Aizawa grunts huskly & full of lust, he grips the desk edge harshly & then thrusts into you in inhuman speed. You snapped your eyes open & arch your back as the struck of pleasure rush through your body in immense speed.
Tears left your eyes and the heart on your eyes beats faster & faster. Aizawa smirks at you then seductively say " You like it don't you? ~ getting fucked while tied up like this makes you cum faster isn't it? Well... You can't. " You stared at him as he know that you were very close on cumming. " W-wha?! Nghh!!! Why daddy?!! " You whine as the knot on your stomach is about to burst. " Why would I let such a naughty girl like you to cum? ~ heh... Hold it. " Aizawa teases then back to fucking you hard.
You hold your cum with ALL MIGHT just to wait Aizawa gave you permission to cum but your dad making it very difficult by the speed of his thrusts & the fact he kept hitting your sensitive cervix makes you go crazy. Aizawa bites & sucks your neck as the knot start forming. He thrusts very deeply into you, his dick passes your cervix & enters your womb. You screamed and grabs Aizawa's hairs then start pulling it. " Daddy~~ daddy please let me cum!! I beg you! Please!! " You begged as drools rolled down your cheeks. " Fine... Just hold it for a sec... *grunts* c-cum with me!!! " Aizawa grunts as the knot from both of you about to burst.
" Daddy!! Daddy!!! I'm cumming!! " " Ngh!!!! Me too! " You both screamed. Aizawa shoot his galloon of cums into you and it's start leaking out. You clenched down his dick as you squirt all over his lower part. Aizawa kisses you & you kissed back, you two sucks each other tongue & he roams the inside of your mouth.
You 2 pull away & you smiled at him, Aizawa takes away the hair strands from your face then say " I love you y/n" " I love you too Otou-san ".
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" Oh also, do you want extra sauce for your bentos? ~" Aizawa says huskly. You look up at him confused then felt his dick got hard again inside you. " What do you mean? " You say confused. " You know~" Aizawa lustfuly looks at you. You think for a second then you got what he means. You blushed hard but got turned on then smirk lewdly at him " Yes please!!♡♡ " You enthusiastically say. Aizawa smirk and pulls himself out.
You sucks his dick fastly as your bento sat on the desk you just got fucked on, opened. Aizawa pulls your hair as this is the first time his dick ever sucked so hard & fast by you as if you really want his cum sauce for your bento. Aizawa felt knot start forming again & pulls away from you.
He took the bento & start jerk himself off. Pre-cum start squirting out & got into your bento. You stares at the arousing view as you start fingering yourself. Aizawa kept jerking himself till his knot snapped. He cums all over your bento, getting his cum all over your egg rolls, octodogs, onigiri, rice, & the salad. You cum at the sight and drooling for the cum covered bento.
" There. You better finished this up or else... " Aizawa say as he hands you your cum bento. You nodded and took your bento. 2 of you clean yourself up then you started back the time. You closed your bento & wrap it again with cloth ( you know that thing you use to cover your bento). " Bubye otou-san!! " You smiled charmingly. When you about to walk away Aizawa stopped you. " You better be ready for tonight.... " He whisper into your ears then licked it. You shivers then nodded. You walks out the class with a wide smile.
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You go to the cafeteria and sat next to Ochako & Izuku. You opened your bento & start eating. " Hey y/n! Your bento looks so good! " Ochako says as she looks at your bento you made yourself with the extra sauce. " Yeah it looks so good... Can I have some? " Izuku says. You just smiled and say...
" Sorry, you can't~ cuz it has my favorite sauce! "
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When I was a kid, I thought incest means poisonous insect. One day I saw a fire ant & start chanting " Look! Look! Incest! Incest!! "
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I looked and looked and looked for who to credit this art for. Maybe I'm blind. Maybe I need to do alternative searches for art to use on my posts. Anyhow, I found both of these on Pinterest. If you or someone you know is the creator, please message me and I'll add the artist.
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A/N = Lovely Rengoku. This man can fit into any situation and make it work ... well, maybe not ALL. But you know what I mean. This ~one-a-fucking-gain~ didn't pan out how I planned it. I was originally going to write a whole thing but it pretty much just ended itself. It worked out well, though, despite being kinda short.
C/W = I don't think there are any. Talk of nudity, a small group of nude people posing for artistic purposes. Other than that it's just a fluffy piece. Flirting between Rengoku and y/n (F!reader). Enjoy!
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Sign Here X_____________
"Hey, this is beginning art, right?" You asked the man looking over the class syllabus on the wall. He looked to be close to your age, maybe a little younger. He was goddamn beautiful, too. Tall. Not an ounce of body fat in the wrong place. Muscular. Cool hair; blonde with red tips.
He looked at you. For a good 10 seconds before he said anything. Scanning over your face, stopping at your eyes and your lips. You found yourself feeling some way. Not uncomfortable, but like you were under a microscope. Being inspected.
"Yes, this is my class, beginning art."
You narrowed your eyes. "'Your class?' Oh, you mean you're in this class, too? Cool. Well, my name is y/n. I guess I'll see you around. Thanks."
"Heh, no, this is MY class. As in, I'm the instructor. I'm the everything ... actually." He said calmly and smiled at you as he put his hair back in a tight bun and you watched him walk to the oversized desk in the corner of the room.
"Hello, welcome to ...?" He rolled his hands out like as he was encouraging the classroom to interact.
"Arrrrtttt for beginnnnerssss!" Everyone participated. Even you. How could you not. This man could convince a perfectly healthy person to drink a vile of poison.
"Good job, kids," he laughed. Clearly noting the older people in the class. "In this course, we're going to learn how to draw animate and inanimate objects. Always be prepared because I will surprise you from time to time."
You looked around the class to see everyone was completely enthralled with this young man. The person to your left was a woman, maybe in her 40's. She looked nice. You leaned over and said, "I can't wait to see what kind of surprises he's talking about," and giggled. She put her hand over her mouth as she giggled back at your comment.
"Y/n, care to tell me what's so funny back there? I'm not here as a comedian. I'm here as an art teacher. So if comedy is more up your ... alley? Perhaps you would like to go to the room a few doors down and share your humor with everyone that isn't here to learn how to draw?"
You shut up real quick. "S-sorry ... uhhh, I-I don't know your name." You tilted your right ear toward him, waiting for his response.
"I was actually just getting to that before you flexed your humorous." He stared into your eyes for what seemed like an eternity. You don't think he blinked the entire time, either.
"My name is Kyojuro Rengoku. Yes. It's a mouthful. Yes, you have to call me by my full name or I will kick you out of this class."
Your body sunk as he laughed. "No, not really. You can call me Kyo. I'll write it on the board in such a way it'll be simple enough to pronounce." He grabbed the chalk and began to say out loud what he was writing. "Kee-yoh. Kyo. Simple enough, yes?" He looked at you. Again. What the hell was up with him. "See, y/n, I can be funny, too."
You nodded, feeling your cheeks pink up. He still hadn't taken his eyes off of you as your face transitioned back to its original color.
"Now, what exactly is going to be a surprise in this class, you're probably wondering. I presume you all read the waiver etc. that was included in your packet? I know I got most of them back all signed. If you didn't sign one, stay after and talk to me."
Shit, you thought, I never got anything like that.
└────── ⋆☆⋆ ──────┘
Class was only 45 minutes tonight as it was just a basic introduction about what would be covered and when.
"Y/n, may I have a moment of your time?" He sounded so relaxed when he talked. You thought about asking him what his secret was. "Did you mail in your signed waiver? I sent it out with the syllabus about 3 weeks ago?"
You started to twist your bottom lip around with your teeth. "I ... I don't - ah, I mean I didn't ever get that. None of it, Kyo."
He was taken aback by your use of his name so casually. So effortlessly.
"Hm. Look over your information here and tell me if it's correct." He handed you a planner and had you find your name.
You pointed at it.
"Here's my name, phone # and addre-" You stopped and looked at him. "This is my old address. Where did you get this from?"
You'd moved 5 months ago to a little house. But you thought you'd changed everything over before you'd even moved out.
"I got it from here, from the school."
"Ohhh, oh no. I forgot to notify the school." You got a worried look on your face. "Does that mean I'm going to be kicked out of this class?" You didn't even try to disguise your concern.
"Nooo! No, nothing like that, y/n. But I will need you to fill one out, just to cover everything."
"Cover? Cover what? You doing blood sacrifices in here or something?" You laughed.
He didn't. "Among other things, yes."
You waited for him to tell you he was kidding.
A full minute must've gone by before he gave you a half-smile, the left side of his mouth turning upward.
"There will be no sacrifices of any kind in my class, little lamb. Do not worry." He chuckled, rather darkly for someone who was trying to be reassuring.
Little lamb. You're pretty sure you had a "little" orgasm when he called you that.
"Just initial on these and sign at the bottom?" You pointed at the paper.
He put his hand next to where you were pointing, almost resting it right on top of yours.
"Mmmm ... mm-hm. Did you read what it said, y/n?"
You shook your head, quickly at first but then you slowed to an almost complete still.
"It's just about ... about art, and ... other stuff. R-right?" You swallowed hard, it hurt.
"It's basically a declaration that you're ok with nudity in any capacity. You're ok with multiple bodies being nude and draped or sitting on one another. "Basically ..." he continued, "that you're not going to file a sexual harassment claim against myself or the school because you're uncomfortable. It states very obviously that there will be profound nudity in this course. If you're NOT ok with that, then you're free to change your mind, of course. You'll get a full refund, no questions asked."
He watched your face closely for any kind of a reaction.
"Who - who will be the nude model?" You asked, trying to use your big girl voice.
"Anyone who is willing to pose. Sometimes it's someone from class. Sometimes it's someone from a newspaper ad that needs some rainy day money." He paused, "And sometimes," he leaned back in his chair, "sometimes, it'll be me." A cocky look washed over his face. He knew what you were thinking. He was counting on it.
You almost lost your balance when he said that.
"Y-you pose?"
He nodded, looking a little proud of himself for having given you such a reaction.
"I - I think I'll stay in the class then."
"Fantastic. Sign ... right ... here."
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also for all my starmora posting and texting if u have had to suffer that, the thing that struck me most when leaving gotg 3 was. nebula/mantis. like. obviously starmora was always gonna murder me and it DID and also rocket being the heart of the story was gonna fuck me up and it DID but the thing that absolutely blindsided me with how much it meant to me was nebulantis, especially because of that One Scene on the flying pyramid
but every scene built up to it!! like. starlord’s “she calls me star lord when she’s mad at me” met by mantis’ grumpy little “she’s always mad at everyone”, the way mantis complains to drax about how she can’t know things if nobody tells her after nebula (and gamora, but nebula is the one that makes her mad) yells at her about the spacesuits, the “why do you criticise everything? it’s a different sound” “uh, no it isn’t. [imitates mantis] eurgh, dying, eurgh, dumbass. it’s the same sound!”
and all of that leads to that moment on the ship, when nebula shoves drax and mantis yells at her that she doesn’t have the right to push him, and nebula fires back at her about always supporting weakness. and then mantis says the thing that has haunted me since watching lmao: “fine! i don’t care! i know you have to find fault in everyone else to feel better about yourself – so find fault in me! but you don’t have the right to push him!”
and the way nebula just. stares at her. mantis saying he loves us and makes us laugh, how is that weakness? mantis saying he has sadness but he is the only of you who doesn’t hate himself. so i don’t care if he is stupid. LIKE. it just slams right into me i think bc her entire life, nebula’s value has been determined by her success. she never won against gamora, so she was tortured, pulled apart piece by piece, thanos always saying it was to help her get ‘better’. nebula who fulfils EVERY ROLE in the team—not so much emotional active support but caretaker, pilot, living weapon, ultimate defender, local robot—because that’s what she has to do to be worth keeping around. nebula, whose self-worth issues were built into her from childhood.
and here is mantis saying who cares that someone isn’t the best if they love you, if they make you laugh. who cares about strength when someone matters to you? what is strength to love? what is it?
and then, when rocket’s voice comes through the intercom and nebula stops still, swallows, says “rocket?” in that voice biting back all the emotions she doesn’t usually let herself express, and the camera pans to mantis looking at her. to mantis seeing nebula on the other side of grief, what it looks like for her to finally exhale this held breath she’s had, bc rocket was the only person she had for five years (“i’m family,” gamora says; “so is he,” nebula replies levelly), and he’s going to be okay. it’s this amazing one-two moment of two people who have been ostensibly teammates but really at odds the entire movie look at each other and really see each other, really understand what the other stands for, who they are. god!!!!
and then when drax and nebula form a little shield in front of mantis at the end when they’re all in the pit and mantis steps past them both, despite nebula’s protests. at the very end, when nebula decides to lead the city; this girl who is a weapon, laying down her arms to try give these little girls the childhood she never had. at the very end, when mantis strikes her own path—the girl who always ‘finds weakness in others and supports it’, leading her three companion beasts into the unknown universe, just to find herself.
and that last moment, when mantis says to all of them, “i love you all,” with that half beat before all, and she nods at nebula. it’s just. holy fuck. there were some real masterclasses in relationship dynamics and development in this film, but nebula & mantis were largely an undercurrent beneath the surface, but no less impactful, no less poignant for it. god. god
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💙💜🩷 SDV Bachelor HC 🩷💜💙
How much has each bachelor explored their bisexuality?
Content warning: compulsive heteronormativity, loss of family, grief, risky sexual behavior mention, drinking mention. SFW.
✨The Bachelors✨
Elliott
look me in the eye and just try to tell me this man doesn't already know. i dare you i fuckin' dare you i WANT YOU TO
that line on the 10 heart boat scene about not knowing he could feel that way about another man is bullshit and that is a piece of canon I toss into the sea.
now please understand the majority of this is colored by my very vivid hc of Elliott's upbringing and young adult life, but you're literally reading a hc post that is labeled hc so you bought the ticket now board the train. choo choo mfs.
the low hanging fruit is that this is a man that canonically spends hours on hair care, dresses like that, talks like that, etc. etc.. Yes, you can be cishet etc. and do that, sure.
and don't get me wrong, it's valid that Elliott could just Be Like That. (I love and respect the hell out of that incorrect opinion)
but this man is penny-romance novel cover coded. just. think about that. think about this active CHOICE he is making.
ffs he lives on a BEACH and dresses in a THREE-PIECE SUIT with his PERFECTLY COIFFED hair that he has to spend HOURS on because that's what happens when you LIVE. ON. A. BEACH.
i am going to have an aneurysm about this man's life choices rn
he's arguably pretty self-secure*, which tracks because you don't get to be his age and not have some better understanding of yourself. As others have pointed out, there's no real ""growth"" in Elliott's arc because boy came whole because HE BEEN KNEW HE BEEN THROUGH THIS ALREADY. He's secure in his identity because he's worked it out already! He's moved on! focusing on his career and legacy now that he knows who is he and who he's not!!
*dont make me drag out the receipts his part is already long enough just trust me ok
now meet Elliott in his early 20's and wow, buddy, you are trying way too hard I promise you things are gonna be okay sweetheart
speaking of his early 20's, it's hc to me that he did, uhhhh, so much exploring. of everything. and everyone in the English and Theater department during university.
King Slut, long may he reign. 🙏
just. someone who's not as self-secure and self-aware would not be able to own the aesthetic PLUS the temperament we see with Elliott, who really only gets flustered with the intimate interpersonal stuff because he's a romantic and it's meaningful. He's confident in who he is and the kind of person he wants to be, and you don't get to that point in life without having done a lot of experimenting and soul-searching.
I could write a whole fucking meta on this boy, but for today: 9/10 he knows it, owns it, enjoys it, but he's got more interesting things going on in his opinion than to make one of his core personality traits just Gay/Queer/Bi/Pan, etc. He has an AESTHETIC and BI BY YOBA he's sticking to it.
also he can walk in heels better than you.
Harvey
Hmm, he's actually hard to get a read on for me. There's a few others in the fandom who might have a better take than me, but here's what I can offer.
first let's grant him that he's older. With age comes wisdom, experience, etc. the older bachelor/ettes are just going to be at an advantage vs the younger ones.
also... like 8 years in college. I cannot be swayed away from this as a crucial part of his journey.
twinkle TWINK-le little snack.
it just feels like one of those things he felt happening in high school and might have gotten bullied for it because everyone Knew but he couldn't/wouldn't just own it.
but then in college he finally realized that owning it would give him the power, so he did. kind of. very quietly.
he probably had a boyfriend or two in undergrad. They were definitely the kind to hold hands from the coffee shop to the library. you know the ones, we've all seen 'em. <3
and isn't he just so lucky that he can get butterflies from girls too?
a blessing and a burden for this man with anxiety because, oh no, now everyone's cute.
by the time he gets to Pelican town, his last relationship kind of ended on a sour note, so he's a little discouraged from pursuing romantic relationships, hence why he's a bit guarded and shy and nervous.
he gets a 8/10, he's just quiet about it because who's business is it but his own? also, like, he's literally the doctor for everyone. He's gotta keep some confidentiality in this small town.
Sebastian
while he doesn't show it, I'd say Sebastian is actually quite comfortable with being bi.
I mean like as comfortable as he can be around people in general.
He doesn't bring it up, and doesn't really let anyone know either, but again that's just kind of his MO, regardless of gender.
now when he's Together with someone, well that's a different story. we stan possessive Sebastian in this house 🫡
he probably wouldn't bring it up with the gang unless someone else brought it up first. 🤷‍♀️
would probably give some semi-defensive response of "yeah, what of it??" to his friends, but a low hearts farmer might get a coldly aggro "why are you asking? That's none of your business."
he and Maru Know about each other but keep those conversations private. hashtag just sibling things ig
has definitely kissed guys at concerts before. Lots of people can also provide a feeling of anonymity, letting him get lost in the crowd and not have to worry so much. 10/10
Shane
closeted sportsballer. As a former Closeted Sportsballer, I can see this going two ways.
First option: you DO NOT explore that unless you want things to get real weird REAL FAST.
Like, I'm not even talking locker room nonsense, let's be mature here. Even if you do not like your teammates, you WILL still share a Sports Bond with them built on a shared passion, a common goal, and lots of comiseration.
So if you're already on iffy social standing, which I'm just gonna go out on a limb and say Shane might have had... you're gonna have a bad time.
Then after his gridball career ended, it may have already been baked in that that was Dangerous. OR he could have just been so far down the path of self-loathing that he stopped looking at people romantically.
OR OR--part of his self-loathing actually opened him up to exploring his sexuality......
......which is a very nice way of saying he took part in a lot of risky sexual encounters. 😮‍💨 (with all genders! One night stands do not discriminate!)
so if there were any feelings involved, it was... not good or conducive to self-understanding. Probably made things worse.
cue the drinking! the depression! all the risky behaviors!
ALTERNATIVELY... Option two: he does explore Feelings For Dudes and it could have played into his sportsball exit. 🤔
Hi. Let me just reiterate personal experience here: LEAVING A TEAM CAN REALLY FUCK YOU UP depending on your life outside the sport. Sports teams are a social support group, like, I really hate the phrase "like family"... but literally structurally so similar. If you already don't have a strong family life outside of the sport (like Shane has admitted to, let's fuckin goooooo), AND being on a team is an overall positive thing in your life??
Leaving your team (willingly or unwillingly) takes away that social support. And not just the social/emotional support, but the structure to your life, the routine, the feeling of belonging, the PURPOSE!!!
gee, wonder what kind of feelings those can bring about in a person. like a sad chicken man.
are we seeing a trend here???????
Ok this definitely got more into a sportsball psychological study, but what I'm saying is my money's on gridball heavily influencing his trajectory but since he DIDN'T have the family or social supports outside of it, he crashed and burned afterwards. Contrast with Alex below who DID have social supports and--
focus, bisexuality.
Personally, I like the idea that Shane's been with dudes, but it's never been anything emotionally healthy (except maybe one pre-gridball-exodus which could have prompted the leave......🤔👀) or fulfilling.
5/10, would be 6 but he got -1 because it was driven by self-loathing. >:(
somebody come show him some mlm love!!!
Sam
baby boy. sweet baby boy.
the younger bachelor/ettes are at a bit of a disadvantage because they're in the time of their life where they would be exploring their sexualities in a conducive environment. Not to say the valley isn't but there's, uh, only 11 other singletons there and they all know each other sooooo...
that said, due to Kent's military career, it's likely Sam has had time living outside of Pelican Town, so may be a bit farther ahead than, say, Sebastian who's lived there his whole life.
speaking of Kent, it's canon that Daddy has been in and out of his life and tbf I don't remember exactly how Sam feels about that but
I'm JUST SAYIN'. baby boy gets a whiff of attention from some buff dude who wants to make him his baby girl?? melting.
you know the trope of how girls with absent fathers sometimes overcorrect for that and seek out male attention like crazy? well, who says boys are any different??
what I'm getting at is this: you're trying to tell me Sam has NEVER had a raging crush on Alex?????
I mean fr it was probably like. Alex told him "good choice" on his ice cream flavor once and it was all downhill from there.
plus I'm hoping he's got a solid enough friendship with Sebastian (and Abigail) that they could talk about these things without it getting weird.
also, singer/lead guitarist in a band?? come on, too easy.
anyway 5/10, once again a bit oblivious until he gets smacked in the face. Definitely a flavor of "haha no homo bro! :):) ...... unless...?? 👀"
Alex
closeted sportsballer, round 2 EXCEPT
he canonically admits he crushes real easy. so just statistically speaking, there's an equal likelihood that he's crushed on the male singletons of the valley, too. Which totally doesn't even take into consideration his gridballer time, which I'll get to in a second.
he also admits his crushes don't usually last very long. part of that probably has to do with a lot with attachment issues (seriously he should be more messed up than he is), but if gridball is just SDV American Football, there's probably a good deal of internalized homophobia Alex has had to either work through or not work through. hence why his not het crushes might not last long.
but confusing and conflicting as they may be, THEY'RE STILL THERE. just. probably presenting more like a "wow I'm really noticing this person a lot lately huh. I mean I guess they look pretty good and seem kind of cool..." he's completely and utterly oblivious to so much, his own feelings included.
so what I'm saying is there was a brief window of time where Alex unknowingly had a crush on Sam and, listen, under the right circumstances Sam/Alex (Smalex?) could have been canonized--don'T BOO ME, I'm RIGHT
as for gridball, compulsive heteronormativity is absolutely rampant so there's no way he could have felt comfortable exploring his interest in other gender(s). ESPECIALLY in his case where he's still kind of on the outside, trying to model himself to fit a certain kind of mold. Just, no chance, absolutely none.
and really, Idk, between him and Haley I'm starting to get real compulsive heteronormativity vibes now... not that they're mad about it, but they were kinda forced into those roles and, well, the shoes KIND OF fit I GUESS...
you might say it was ... they're kind of sh... shoeho--shoehorn--*shot*
Anyway, boy's represso. 2/10, if you called him bi he'd say wait why are you leaving , what did you want to tell me???
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