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babyleostuff · 23 days

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today was (not) a fairytale

fluff (+ a bit of angst) 𐙚 established relationship 𐙚 idol!mingyu x fem!reader 𐙚 wc: 1.6k

. . . mingyu forgets about your anniversary

mingyu was a busy guy, that was obvious. but one thing he was never too busy for was you. it didn’t matter if it was just a can you couldn’t open, or a spider that had to be killed - mingyu was always there for you, no questions asked. to be honest, you could call him and tell him you wanted a hug, and he’d drop whatever he was doing just so he could trap you in a bear hug for the rest of the evening. that was how whipped he was.

and now he was late. two hours.

at first you thought something had happened - you texted some of the boys to ask if they knew where he was, you called his mom - you even checked the latest news, worried to see any updates about a car accident.

nothing.

sitting at an expensive restaurant full of people by yourself was humiliating enough, but what bothered you even more was that it was supposed to be your anniversary dinner. mingyu never missed any milestones of your relationship, he even bought you small gifts on the date you had your first kiss.

then it hit you - his location. quickly pulling your phone out of your bag, you couldn’t believe your eyes.

he was at seungcheol’s place.

not bothering to call your boyfriend - it wasn’t like he was answering any of your calls before, so why bother - you called the oldest boy, fiddling with your napkin that you wouldn’t be probably using tonight either way.

“hey, is everything okay?” seungcheol asked immediately. it wasn’t often that you called him, especially at such a late hour, so he figured something must have happened.

“is mingyu with you?” you heard some shuffling in the background, and noises that sounded a lot like your boyfriend and hoshi.

“um, yeah. you want me to pass him the phone?” you could clearly hear seungcheol’s confusion in his voice, but you weren’t in the “shitting rainbows and unicorns” mood, so you didn’t even bother with hiding your annoyance.

“fan-fucking-tastic.”

you couldn’t believe he actually forgot about your anniversary. you had been planning this date for such a long time now. getting a reservation at this restaurant wasn’t easy, even mingyu had to pull a few strings and flash a couple of polite smiles, so you could come here on the exact day of your milestone. you prepared matching outfits for god’s sake. how could have he forgotten?

“tell him not to come back home tonight,” you said, and hung up the phone before seungcheol could say anything.

you spend the whole ride home trying to keep your tears from falling. you didn’t know what was worse - sitting in a restaurant for two hours waiting for someone who was over at his friend’s house drinking soju, or that the love of your life forgot about something so important.

the second you got inside your apartment you practically ripped off the dress you were wearing, suddenly almost disgusted by the feel of it on your skin. your shoes joined soon after, and not even five minutes after getting back home you got changed into PJs (for once not being mingyu’s shirt), and poured yourself a glass of wine.

“happy anniversary i quess.”

when you were about to turn off all of the lights in the living room for the night, you heard the door open and close with much more force than needed.

“baby? baby, where ar-,” he emerged from around the corner, stopping right in front of you. you took in his form - hair tousled from the wind, his shirt from practice still on, and shoes on his feet, which never happened - mingyu never wore shoes inside the house. huh, he must’ve been in a real hurry to get here.

“i’m so sorry, i got here as quickly as possible,” he said, a little out of breath. you had to stop the urge to laugh in his face because what the hell?

“too bad you didn’t bother to show up where you really were supposed to be, mingyu,” you snickered, anger radiating off of you. your boyfriend knew he was in deep shit the second seungcheol shot him a worried look, and how he would make it up to you, he had no idea.

“i know, baby-,”

“don’t call me that. you don’t deserve it mingyu,” you pointed a finger at his chest. just then he noticed you got your nails done to match the design on his tie, and he could swear he died a little bit at that moment. “do you have any idea how humiliated i felt sitting there like an idiot, waiting for my fucking boyfriend who decided to go out with his friends on our anniversary?”

“i called your friends, your family. i thought you got into an accident for fucks sake,” your voice cracked at the end of the sentence, as you finally felt something else than just anger. the thought of losing mingyu wasn’t something you wanted to think about on your anniversary night. “i was so excited for this, and you knew it,” you took in a shaky inhale, once again feeling the tears brimming in your eyes.

it took everything from you not to hug mingyu, he looked so… sad, and just so defeated, and that wasn’t something you were used to seeing on your boyfriend’s face.

“there are a thousand excuses on my mind right now, but none of them will excuse my behaviour,” he sighed, his lower lip trembling. please don't cry, please don’t cry. “i forgot,” he said, straightening his back a little. “i simply forgot, and nothing i do will make up for it.”

tears clouded your eyes, and you couldn’t help when they started falling down your cheeks, probably ruining the makeup you put so much effort into. if you knew you’d end up crying on your anniversary night you’d use a waterproof mascara. mingyu hesitantly raised his hand, as if he was afraid you’d run away from him, but when he saw you didn’t move an inch, he started wiping off the tears of your face with a gentle swipe of his thumb, almost as if you were about to fall apart.

“say something. no, yell at me,” he said, and put your hand against his chest. “you can even hit me,” mingyu said, pleading in his eyes. “please, just do something.”

“i don’t want to yell at you,” you sniffled, wiping off the rest of the tears yourself. “and i definitely don’t want to hit you. i just-,” you looked at him and only then noticed the dark circles under his eyes. did his face get slimmer too? “when was the last time you slept?”

he looked a bit taken aback by your question, considering he was begging you to hit him like a second ago. “to be honest, i don’t know, but i took some naps in the practice room. that’s not import-,”

“when was the last time you ate?” you interrupted him again.

his eyes softened because there was no way he just stood you up on one of the most important days of the year, and you were asking him about his well being. “i don't know.”

i don’t know. hearing those words from a person who inhaled food like a vacuum, and could never say no to a snack broke your heart. how did you not notice how exhausted he was before?

“oh, mingyu,” you said, tearing up again. “why didn’t you tell me, i would’ve brought you some food.”

“i know, but i didn’t want to burden you. i knew i’d be fine,” he said, voice gentle. “besides, that’s not important now. let’s talk about how big of an asshole i am,” he grabbed your face in both of his hands, tilting it more upwards.

“how can you say it’s not important?” you murmured, nuzzling your face further into his palm. “i don’t think i’ve ever seen you without food for longer than an hour.”

“hey, i don’t eat that much,” you couldn’t help but giggle at his words, and seeing mingyu’s face lit up at your, albeit quiet, laughter, you felt the anger leaving you for good.

maybe you were too selfish? all you lived for for the past week was the date, but in the process you managed to somehow miss how exhausted your boyfriend was. yes, he did forget, but he was so overworked lately, you couldn’t really blame him, right? and it wasn’t like you were a saint either, you missed some dates in the past too.

“whatever you’re thinking, drop it,” he said sternly. “don’t try to make any excuses for me. i forgot, okay? it’s all my fault.”

technically you knew you had every right to be furious at him, hell - an hour you cursed him out with every curse word you knew, but maybe it wasn't the time to think straight, and just give the light of your life a second chance. “i don’t want to fight,” you said, wrapping your hands around his wrists. “and we still have,” you looked over at the clock, “two hours before midnight. we have the wine, and i think i have a pizza in the freezer.”

mingyu shook his head in disbelief. “there’s no way you’re real.” leaning in, he placed a peck on your cheek, filling your chest with a warm, fuzzy feeling. “you look beautiful by the way,” he whispered, and put his forehead against yours. “i’m really sorry.”

“i know, gyu. i know,” you whispered. “and mingyu?”

“yeah?”

“you can call me “baby” again.”

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lonelystarrs · 6 months

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𝑫𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉.

𝗧𝗼𝗷𝗶 𝗭𝗲𝗻’i𝗻 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

His gambling and betting habits often got himself into situations he’d rather not be in, it’s what landed him here at this stupid Halloween party with his utter goof of a girlfriend, but there were plans hiding under that ridiculous outfit.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI + smut + crack + size kink + ghostface! Toji + whip use + switch reader + mean Toji + public sex +

4.7k smut fic • I am unwell • enjoy my terrible humour. Kinktober

Part Two: Maid Zen’in

You thought you were real fucking funny didn’t you? Turning up in that ridiculous outfit.

Gojo was already cackling and elbowing Toji in the side.

“It’s hilarious, you sure got a keeper huh Zen’in?”

Toji rolled his eyes, thick shoulders hunching more and biceps bulging from his arms crossed. His ghostface mask sitting on the side of his head so he could literally drink his way out of this.

“Gotta admit, I still would.”

“Yeah? Feel free.” Toji sneered, trying so hard not to watch you but it was hard not to, you were busting out moves on the dance floor and because of the air filled suit, the moves were impossible to actually see them.

No matter where he looked, he could see the air filled horn bobbing around above the heads of others in the crowd of people at the club, the laser lights illuminating to the music as you danced with no care in the world amongst a group of people.

You said you were coming as a murderous unicorn, which was ridiculous enough, but what you were wearing was anything but fucking murderous, maybe to Toji’s ego and pride. The mane was rainbow, the white blow up body suit you had on filled with air and a pair of heels.

Fucking designer, red bottom strappy heels, in that costume.

“Yo, Zenin, isn’t that your girl?”

“No.” Toji denied it many times this evening, even though those asking knew otherwise.

Gojo cackled again, elbowing Suguru who joined the conversation as he watched you moving on the dance floor having far too much fun for your own good, the air filled suit making you move in a way that was fucking hilarious to the six eyes.

Toji knew why you were doing it, because you’d gotten into a argument this morning and he’d made a snide remark about something he didn’t even remember quite frankly, either way you’d fallen out and had been giving him the cold shoulder all day. Even meeting him here instead of coming with him.

Now though he was glad for the distance, soon as he seen you he couldn’t help but think thank fuck he walked into this club alone. He just had to bear witness to you flirting with the bouncers as they bantered with you about your outfit.

He wore a black tight muscle shirt, with black jeans, a holster on his chest with two big hunting knives either side and a ghost mask.

He looked like a threat, like something suitable for Halloween, you just looked like a girl living her princess dream prancing around like a pony. It was your whole idea coming to this thing in the first place and the only reason he was going was because he lost a bet with you, his damn gambling habit presenting her karma for him finding any opportunity to bet irresistible.

“Eh, she is sure giving it beans with those dance moves.” Satoru couldn’t help himself, his eyes were twinkling with amusement, he couldn’t stop watching you.

“I’m surprised you came, Toji, not usually your kind of thing.” Suguru at least was less bothersome on the topic.

“Oh look she’s on her way over!”

It was embarrassing watching you waddle through the crowds, beaming a smile that was only making his jaw clench and when you eyed him, giving him a flirty look of acknowledgment before changing your pace to a flirty strut, Toji nearly walked away.

“Hey handsome, do you wanna feed the pony?”

Gojo Satoru lost it beside you, bellowing a laugh at your over the top flirtation and even Suguru started to laugh.

“-cause you make me so hooooorny T.”

Your hands lifted to flick the bobbling horn on your head and Toji grabbed his mask pulling it back over his face before storming off to the bar again. Leaving Gojo to strut up to you and smack a hand on your shoulder in some kind of praise, perhaps he should just let you both date.

Perfectly suited for each other and the six eyes did have a thing for you, the sulking for two weeks after Toji first claimed you as his girl was enough of a clue. Let alone the remarks Satoru made towards you, his eyeballing and offering to date you instead of Toji.

But you’d always refused.

And he was kinda glad, as odd as it could be at times you did bring some fun to Toji’s life, a perfectly grown women when needed but that side of you that had zero ability to be embarrassed was troublesome, but at times entertaining. He could banter with you in a way he couldn’t with females usually and you only dished it back.

But the sex, fuckkkk the sex. You were insatiable and you’d even made his eyes almost cross a few times, how you sucked his cock was unworldly and lucky for him you couldn’t get enough of doing it.

Toji took a seat at the bar, ordering a strong whiskey to try give him some hope on getting through this evening with some sanity, how long he was sat there he didn’t know, but being alone only gave the opportunity for girls to come up to him.

So you wanted to play huh?

He could play, perhaps make you regret trying to show him up like that.

He entertained it, a girl in an angle costume coming up, her tits out held by some flimsy looking material that Toji could so easily rip from her, some skimpy white skirt that was hiding nothing, white stockings on show and pretty blonde hair.

She wasn’t exactly horrifying, but this was what girls went for this time of year, not like he was complaining -he was a guy after all.

She twirled her finger around a strand of hair, battering her eye lashes at him.

“You’re like, the hottest guy I’ve ever seen.”

“Oh yeah?” Toji smirked, turning in his seat to face her, giving her the once over, “—how so?”

Toji played it clever, soaking up the praise instead of giving it just because if you were looking you’d be none the wiser. As much of a woman jumper as he used to be Toji was loyal when treated well, and treated well by you he certainly was.

The blonde reached out to trace a finger on his muscles, dragging an acrylic nail down the line between his bicep.

“You’re huge-“

“So I’ve been told,”

“Anything else big about you?”

Toji chuckled tilting his head to her when she bravely gripped his arm and squeezing the bicep, just as he was about to say that’s enough a riding crop slammed down between them, hitting the bar with enough force everyone sat there spun around.

“Hey angel face, he flexing his muscles for you hmm? He’s such a show off, thought I trained him better than that.”

Toji knew that tone, the kind that made him lay back let you ride him until you were spent, the kind that kinda made him melt a little inside for you —not like you’d ever, in a million fucking years, know that.

Green eyes turned to meet you, expecting to see you in that ridiculous blow up unicorn suit, instead it was gone and suddenly he was wondering where the hell it was so he could put it back on you to stop the amount of looks you were getting.

Stood there with the lights dancing around you in leather chaps with studs, a leather bra with a body harnesses a fucking pink gag horse bit dangling down your neck resting between your collar bones and bright red lipstick, hair into a clean, high ponytail with a crop in hand.

And he knew his dick was gonna be under those red bottomed heels this evening.

You had a black, glittery horn on your head that had red glitter spilling down it that imitated blood, along with make up running down your forehead in red glitter.

This was your damn take on a murderous unicorn?

The blonde went to open her mouth, but you beat her to it, pressing the crop under her chin and closing it for her.

“Shh, this guy-“ you stepped forward and Toji reached for you, standing behind you as he pulled you in, a large hand made its way around your neck to grip it from behind “-he doesn’t fuck angels, he’s too corrupt for that.”

The smirk that spread over his face was nasty, tilting your head back into his chest and pressing his lips to yours, going straight for your bottom lip with his teeth and pulling.

He felt you moan against his tongue as it swiped your bottom lip between his teeth.

“Playin’ a dangerous game comin’ out like this doll,”

“Yeah?”

Toji hummed whilst kissing you upside down again,

“Yeah, s’get outta here-“

“Or-“ you span around in his arms, leaned up to him and brushed your lips against his, “-we can use the private room back there for VIP.”

Toji rose an eyebrow at you, you only grinning at him and grabbing his hand to lead the way through the groups of people until you both reached a gold door, the bouncer there nodded at you and Toji rose an eyebrow.

Since when did you know people on that level to only be acknowledged through nodding?

Your back hit the door the moment it shut and Toji was on you within seconds, hand gripping your neck and squeezes it in the way he knew made your cunt clench, choking you lightly whilst tilting your head up to him feeling your little moan on his palm against your throat.

“What you got goin’ on in that head of yours sweetheart? I ain’t stupid.”

You shrugged, “-nothing really, but I am wondering if you wanna make a lil bet again.”

Toji rose an eyebrow, leaning back slightly to look around the room, it wasn’t huge, the seats were black trimmed with gold in a booth shape with a small table off to the side.

“Keep talkin’”

“I’m thinking, you let me take control and if you lose it I win.”

Toji snorted a laugh, “-you won’t even get my cock in that tight lil cunt without my help doll, you think you’re gonna manage with me just sitting back?”

“If I need your help, then I lose.”

He released you and stepped back until he let himself slump back onto the booth, spreading his legs and his arms across the top of the booth, one hand reaching down to unbuckle his belt and undo the button to his jeans, pulling the zipper down. His skin tight top riding up showing the lines of his V that lead to a cock too big for most girls to handle. The black pubic trail of hair also leading a line down into his boxers.

“C’mon then sweetheart, it’s all yours.”

He was snide, cocky with how he was sat spread out and you smirked at him stepping forwards, pressing the crop under his chin and tilting it up to you looking down on him, his green eyes glazed with sly intention, his smirk only aiding it.

“You’re not allowed to touch me, clear?”

Toji rolled his eyes and shrugged “-whatever you say, boss. You’ll be begin’ for me too long before I need to.”

Toji’s eyes widened when you actually smacked the crop across his face, anger filtered through him briefly at you having the fucking balls to even think you’d get away with it, but when he looked back at you, eyes half hooded with some kind of pissed off look he only felt his cock throb. The leather you wore was glistening in the low lights, hugging every curve and pressing your tits up perfectly.

“Less snark, Zen’in, it’s boring me.”

Holy shit —fuck you were still surprising him 2 years into this damn relationship, how the hell had you hidden this from him? You had attitude, that was never hidden and fucking it outta you was borderline impossible, but it didn’t mean keeping you fucked dumb didn’t work until you got bratty again.

He glared at you, hands balling into fists and his jaw clenched, the red welt forming on his cheek as he held eyes with you.

“Don’t push it,”

“I plan to, Toji, or do you feel yourself losing patience already? Might be an easy win for me after all.”

You litt-

Toji groaned, his stomach tensing as the ball of your foot pressed into his semi hard dick only encourage it to harden under it, his hips rolled and his head tilted back, keeping eyes with you as you watched his reaction.

“Been thinking about sucking you off all night, my mouths watering over it T.”

“As said doll, it’s all yours.”

You hummed and stepped forward, pulling his jeans down just enough to free his dick as it slapped against his stomach, pre drooling from the tip into the deep lines of his six pack.

“You’re drooling already, Toji.”

He watched as you lowered yourself between his legs, bending forward to run your tongue between the lines of his six pack collecting pre on your tongue, teasingly running it around the head of his dick not touching it directly, only grazing the tip with the underside of your tongue. Your eyes never leaving his as your placed your hands on his thighs.

“That’s it-“ Toji sucked in air, his muscles tensing under your tongue as he watched you, eyes focused on your tongue glistening with drool and pre.

You pressed a kiss to the underside of his head, peppering them down the length of him before your tongue pressed to the base and ran up to the tip again, letting a glob of spit drip to cover it. His cock flexed against his stomach, smearing the spit along his skin as it rested heavy on his stomach.

His eyes rolled back when you finally wrapped your lips around him, hollowing your cheeks and sucking before bobbing your head with your hand twisting, keeping to the top of his dick and moving your tongue around the head. His hips bucked, fingers digging into the booths padding to stop himself reaching out, cause all he wanted was to grip your hair and fuck your face like a fleshlight. See how watery your eyes got, watch the drool spilling down your chin, see how well your throat bulged out from his dick, pressing his hand against your throat to feel himself fucking you.

But he was a man of strong will, even if his toes were curling in his shoes as you worked his cock like a dream, the squelching of your mouth as spit started to dribble down his dick. You kept going in the same pattern, twisting your hand when it separated from your mouth bobbing and sucking him in, your tongue swirling around this head giving him constant friction.

“Gonna suck the cum outta me? Fuck -hah- shit doll, that your fucking plan?”

He felt you laugh on him, pulling away with a pop and drool down your cheeks, red lip stick smeared on your lips and his dick.

Your eyes all glassy and panting lightly looking at him with fuck me eyes and his heart thumped against his rib cage, kicking away in a flutter that only pissed him off. He knew he liked you, way too fucking much for his own sanity and it pissed him off that you got under his skin in a way he couldn’t get enough of.

But how you looked right now? Between his thick thighs, running your tongue up and down his big cock that looked so huge in your hands, staring at him with eyes like that, willingly making a mess of yourself on him?

Fuck it took everything in him to not reach out and kiss you stupid, to bury his cock into you and let you cum over and over on him in a love language only he could give.

You didn’t reply, instead you stood and placed your feet on the booth seat either side of him, then lifting your right to place beside his head, hovering your cunt over him as you ran two fingers over your clothed pussy.

“No Toji, that’s not my plan.”

He groaned when you pushed the material aside, letting him view your glistening cunt as it drooled with slick. He was half expecting you to let him touch you at this point, his cock flexing against his stomach as his own pre started to leak into his muscle lines again. Watching as one hand spread yourself open for him, the other rolling around your clit.

It was cruel how you moaned above him, it was mean as you pressed two fingers into your tight hole letting him watch you spread yourself open for him.

“You’re clenching around those fingers, they ain’t deep enough are they sweetheart? Trying to act like a little whore but you can’t fuck yourself like that, y’need me, so why don’t you just give in?”

Toji reached for his own cock, wrapping a fist around himself slowly stroking.

“-sit on my face, get that other leg up and put that pussy where it it belongs hmm? I’ll get you cummin’ how you like.”

Pulling your fingers back covered in slick you toyed with your clit again, hips rolling as you lowered yourself to his face.

“S’it baby, she needs my mouth hmm? I know what she needs-“

“M’gonna cum-“ Toji hid his sneer as he watched you pick up your pace, rolling your clit around your slick covered fingers and he could see your little hole clenching around nothing, fluttering as you came.

His nice attitude left him, sneering an insult under his breath as you cummed over his face, thinking he almost had you breaking the bet by caving first.

“Open your mouth T, I’ll let you catch it,”

Green eyes focused on the clear slick starting to drool from your fluttering hole, a link forming and he held his tongue out, letting the sweetness of you coat it.

“You’re so fucking hot, honestly.” Toji hummed at your praise and taste of you, your foot retreated from besides his head, falling to your knees either side of him, eyes all glassy and pretty, pink dusting across your cheeks.

Your hand reached down to grab his dick from his own hands, wrapping a hand around him and rubbing his head at your hole.

“You’re brave but you ain’t doin’ that without me. No fucking chance.”

You hummed and let your weight start to drop onto him, the stretch already too much as his thick head pushed through the tight ring of muscle, both moaning at the feel of it, your warmth starting to swallow him in.

He gave an airy chuckle when he seen you panting, struggling to take him when you got half way.

“What’s wrong brat? Thought you had this, you look like you’re struggling to me.”

You glared at him, reaching up and turning the ghost face mask on the side of his head to cover him completely.

“Shut up you asshole,”

His patience was dancing on thin ice, the need to thrust into you and bury you to hilt, to bully the rest of his thick cock into you was making his nerves jump. As much as he tried to ignore the need to grip your hips and slam into you, to fuck you until you seen stars and begged him to stop was overwhelming.

However when you slammed yourself down onto him, his head tilted back.

“Ah fuck- you little brat-“

Your hands gripped his shoulders and you spread your knees further from him, already feeling so full. You looked up only to see him tilting his head back, his breathing picking up and his hips stuttering under you fighting the instinct to move.

You couldn’t see his face, covered by the ghost face mask and it only made it hotter. Your hands gripped the material either side of it and tilted him to look at you.

When you started to bounce on him, your walls tightened around him still trying to adjust, his eyes rolled back under the mask only opening again to see you above him looking fucked out.

“Shit, sweetheart y-you’re, fuck me, shit, y’fucking yourself dumb on this fat dick?”

You nodded dumbly at him giving him a panty ‘uh-huh’ as you sank yourself down on him again.

“Harder, if you’re gonna fuck this dick do it harder, I wanna see you strugglin’ on it.”

His hands were flexing on the booth, he started to fidget under you as you kept a pace that was no where close to getting you both to cum, he wasn’t a fool, he ever was a stupid man…

He knew you were doing it to break him first and when that thought crept into his head about giving in, he couldn’t ignore it.

You felt wet, you sounded soaking and he could feel your slick drooling down past his balls. Fucking him with this mask on like he was some toy for you was in fucking credible.

To top it all off you had the balls to smack him with that whip, the boss him around which no one done, and you were both in public.

He wanted your mouth, fuck he wanted your tongue down his throat as you whimpered into him.

He was never one who bothered about consequences, never one to care about repercussions.

“You never told me -hah- you never said what the loser has to do.”

“Maid outfit-“ you painted out, “-fucking you in this mask is so hot, fuck your dick is made f’me T.”

��Maid outfit? Loser wears one?”

You nodded dumbly and he chuckled, that’s it?

“That’s it? Fuck this-“

Toji reached up, tearing the mask off and throwing it across the booth, his large hands reaching down to grab your ass painfully.

“You ain’t walkin’ outta here pretty girl, I ain’t carrying you either-“ your eyes widened as he pulled from you , his tip just stretching you out as a wild smirk blew across his face, his eyes almost dots as he looked at you like he was about to kill you “-you little brat, I’m gonna watch you struggle then I’m gonna fuck you even harder when we get home.”

He seen your face fall, the regret perhaps dancing across your eyes and he soaked it up knowing it would fade by tomorrow. Knowing you’d be your cocky self all over again.

And he couldn’t wait.

His pace was brutal, hips slapping up into you with such force your skin was starting to sting, the leather of your outside screeching with each movement.

“Kiss, now-“ his demand was through panting, his breathing heavy as he worked his body to bully his cock inside of you, you gave him wanted he wanted as your whimpers and moans vibrated against his tongue. He swallowed each noise, his hands bruising on your ass cheeks as he held onto them for life.

Then you made a noise he’d never heard, almost a sob that mixed with a moan.

“Atta girl, keep making that noise-“ your arms wrapped around his neck, burying your face into it as your body stuttered and he knew he hit the place he was looking for, “-there it is, gonna cum for me you little slut? Can feel her squeezing me, she’s so tight”

He moaned into your ear, teeth biting at it as he coaxed you into coming with harsh words.

“M’cumming, holy shit Toji-Toji slow down, fuck m’gonna cum!”

“Do it then, I want her sucking the cum outta me, gonna have it drooling down your legs when we get outta here, whole clubs gonna see you’re a slut.”

The moan you gave was pained, frustrated as you danced on the edge of cumming, that coil so tight in your stomach, feeling like you were gonna snap but it wasn’t happening.

“Fuck!” You growled out in frustration into his neck, shifting yourself against him and he chuckled.

“She’s as stubborn as you huh?” He wrapped an arm around you, turning you so your back landed on the booth seat and his other hand grabbed the mask he flung off, pulling it back over his head as he towered over you.

“Look at you, tiny, pathetic little thing- look so dumb all cock drunk,” he rotated his cock inside you, hips moving in a circle as he looked down on you in the ghost mask.

Your hands reaching up to grip his biceps that bulged from holding his weight above you and he looked huge, made you feel like nothing under him. The low light of the room almost blocked out by his shoulders.

He started to rut into you, pressing a thumb to your clit and rolling rough circles around it. A strangled noise leaving you as your hips bucked up, tears welling in your eyes as your body started to shake under him.

“It’s too much, T-Toji it’s too much.”

“Yeah? Deal with it, I’m gonna cum soon and I don’t give a shit if you don’t,”

The panic on your face was enough to make him smirk under the mask, rolling his thumb around your clit harshly knowing it would be too much to actually make you cum.

“I want to,” your head rolled back and tears finally fell from your eyes in frustration, fucked beyond the point of cumming for him as you felt that knot slipping away left with raw, frustrating over stimulation from his rough handling.

“Then cum like a slut, you know how to do it.”

He moved his thumb, slowing his pace to harder thrusts that made your body jolt, tits bounce with each delayed, wet plap, plap, plap of his dick bullying into you.

When your eyes glazed over, your body relaxed under him he knew he had you were he wanted, Toji dropped to his elbows, leaning down to your ear as his hips worked to keep you both going.

“Baby-“ he cooed into you, voice slightly muffled under the mask, “-you feel good, pussy made f’me yeah?”

He felt you nod dumbly, your moans jolted by his hips.

“And dicks made for ya, sweetheart, she’s sucking me in so well.”

He knew he was contradicting himself making a fucking idiot out of his previous taunting that he’d cum without you, but seeing you actually frustrated, tears spilling down and you struggled made the little empathy he had in life flicker.

He kept his short punches, his lower stomach rubbing against your clit and keeping his cock punching that spot inside you until you cried out, suddenly cumming around him violently. Clinging onto him for dear life and sobbing after, pushing his mask off again so you could look at him.

“Damn girl, you’re -“ he groaned at your face, absolutely ruined from his rough treatment, your lipstick smeared, eyeliner smudged with drool and tears.

Your walls fluttering around him brought him with you, curling himself over you until he folded you up, burying himself balls deep as he emptied into you, stuttering, airy curses leaving him as he convulsed against you, hips jolting as your walls pressed around him swimming his dick in cum.

You were slack under him and his energy spent as he almost fell into you, burying his face into your neck as your panting filled the room.

Bodies aching as you pulled apart, Toji sitting back on the booth and leaning his head back, chest still heaving to bring air into his lungs.

He side glanced at you, looking at your pretty face before moving down to your swollen hole leaking cum from it. Toji reached out and patted your public bone.

“She takes me like a champ-“

You deadpanned, before sitting up onto your elbows still recovering with a breathy voice.

“She doesn’t have a choice, you monster.”

Your foot playfully pushed him and he grabbed it, bringing it up to his head so he could kiss the inside of your ankle.

“Seem to be dealin’ with it just fine,”

“So, you liked the unicorn thing?”

“No. Don’t ever do it again, I’ll leave your ass and Gojo can have you.”

“Really? Cause I was thinking of a new theme song, it’s a twist on the original-“

“Don’t sing it,”

“My lil pony, you wanna bone me~?“

©pharix/lonelystarrs 2023 permission is not given to repost, translate or post anywhere else.

If you want Toji in the maid outfit here’s the link to the next part : Maid Zen’in

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ʙᴀʙʏ ɪ’ᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ

Chapter 2 - “Hates the Perfect Word”

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“Don’t stay out here too late, Baby.”

Sergeant Ken Lemmons was only partly joking with Baby when he said this to her. However over the three weeks of getting to know the stubborn blonde, he realized it wasn’t so far fetched for her to lose track of time.

And that would be proven correct as Baby was still out on the Airstrip, working away. She found it difficult to leave seeing as the view was so beautiful. The sunset painted the sky a warm orange and pink tone. A calm breeze briefly passed her, ruffling the tall grass, the trees, and even the bottom of her dress as it did so.

Sighing, she found a comfortable spot on a nearby crate. Busying herself by screwing two engine pieces together with a basic rod. The action was done smoothly like muscle memory.

A loud sound of an engine and the screech of tires had broken her peaceful state. Internally rolling her eyes, Baby prepared herself.

That could mean only one thing.

The jeep made a rough stop in front of her causing her to look up at the person responsible for the interruption.

Major John ‘Bucky’ Egan.

Even the thought of his name sparked annoyance in Delilah. She couldn’t pinpoint what it was about him that was so infuriating.

Maybe it was the way he walked around base like he was the king of the world. He had everybody under his spell, especially her brother Gale. She couldn’t understand how the two had ever became friends.

Or maybe it was how he would sometimes get caught looking at her but would never say anything.

It was like a game of tug of war. Always giving her signs of interest but then taking it back as if he physically and mentally couldn’t bring himself to go there with her. Like something was stopping him, more like someone.

She had a pretty good idea of who.

“A little birdy told me you were out here.” Leaning back in his seat, Bucky faced the woman.

Delilah, uninterested, gave him a nod before focusing back onto her work. “Never really liked birds.”

“Sad to hear that. They’re real fascinating creatures. I’m more of a unicorn guy myself-”

“I bet you are.”

After a beat of silence, Delilah glanced up to see him staring at her once again. It could’ve been because she had just rudely interrupted him but by the way the corner of his mouth twitched into his signature smirk made her think differently.

His eyes held nothing but admiration as he kept his gaze on her. The way she smoothly worked away like it was her second nature was wildly attractive. Not to mention the quick wits that shamelessly left her pretty mouth, which instead of feeling insulted he would always feel more amazed by her.

“Gale send you out here?”

“No.”

“So tell me…Major Bucky,” The name rolled off her tongue as a taunt. Placing the tool and engine piece down beside her, she leaned back onto her hands. “To what do I owe the pleasure of being in your presence?”

Bucky watched as she seductively crossed her legs and tilted her head awaiting for an answer. The reminder that she was his best friends little sister kept blaring in the back of his mind. But it was so damn hard to listen to.

“Maybe I just want to be in yours.” Copying her action, Bucky tilted his head. “You ever think of that?”

”It’s hard to when you’ve been avoiding me like the plague.”

He knew exactly what she referring to. Part of it was intentional but at the same time he really never knew how to approach her. Which was odd for him.

John Egan never struggled in talking to women. However he would always overthink with Delilah. She made him nervous, in a good way.

“Can’t say I know what you’re talking about, sweetheart.” Bucky let out a nervous scoff knowing he had been called out.

The use of the nickname made Baby raise her eyebrows in surprise. “That’s a new one.”

“You like it?”

“I’m not sure yet.” She shrugged her shoulders. “I’ve been called many things, Major Bucky, but sweet has never been one of them.”

“What?” He dropped his jaw dramatically, pretended to be shocked. “You’re the sweetest.”

Bucky watched as she let out an adorable laugh as she threw her head back. A small wave of pride washed over him at the fact that he got her to smile, let alone talk to him for more than five seconds.

“If I’m sweet then you’re a good singer.” She playfully jutted.

“Oh,” He placed a hand on his heart. “You wound me, Baby. I’d have you know I’m an excellent singer.”

“A little birdy told me differently.”

Looking away Bucky chewed away on the piece of gum in his mouth. Damn, she was good.

“If this birdy happens to be tall, boring, and has a head full of blonde hair on his head than you should ignore him and come see for yourself.”

Delilah laughed not taking him seriously. “Yeah, okay.”

“I’m serious.” He said. Eyes connecting with her honey brown ones. “There’s a dance, day after tomorrow. Come and I’ll make it worth your while.”

“Might skip out on this one.” She declined.

Nodding Bucky looked down. An idea popped into his head that might change her mind. “Huh, guess you Clevens are more alike than you want to admit.”

If there was anything he learned from witnessing the Cleven sibling duo was that they both were complete opposites. Buck was more serious, rule follower, and never really liked to do anything risky.

And although he didn’t talk to Delilah much, he would notice how she liked to do things in an untraditional way. Her presence here as one of the first female mechanics proves that. She also loved to make fun out of most situations. A small joke was always at the tip of her tongue and she could never keep it there.

He’d like to bet she loved to dance too.

Picking up the tool beside her she pointed it at Bucky with an annoyed glare. “Take that back right now.”

Bingo.

“Makes sense.” He shrugged his shoulders innocently. “Guess the ‘never have a good time’ genes got passed down to both of ya.”

“I can have a good time.” She rebutted.

Bucky nodded, not really convinced at all. “Okay.”

A moment of silence passed as Bucky continued to poke fun at Delilah as she thought over his words.

Letting go of her cheek, the one she was anxiously biting, Delilah sighed. “What times the stupid dance?”

A smile of victory took plastered across the Major's face as he mentally celebrated. “I’ll be there at 8:00, that’s when the real party starts.”

“Can’t wait.” She gave him a fake smile.

Taking a look around, they both knew that it was about to get dark soon and should head back.

Reaching over the passenger seat of the Jeep, Bucky propped open the door with one arm. “Hop in, sweetheart. I’ll give you a ride back.”

“I have a bike, you know?”

“That old thing?” Simultaneously the two turned to look at the bike leaning on the side of the crate she was sitting on.

“Yeah,” Delilah smiled proudly. It was one of the things she built on her own when she first got here. “Isn’t he pretty?”

“He?”

“Well you men always refer to your cars and planes as woman, so I’d thought I’d return the favor.”

As the blonde continued to admire her piece of work, Bucky’s gaze shifted to her. Taking in her smooth tan skin and pretty freckles that he’d like to individually kiss. And finally her full lips that were just calling his name.

He watched as she grabbed the handles of the bike and easily kicked her leg over to get on it. He furrowed his eyebrows. “Baby?”

“I’d rather ride a thousand miles on this old thang than one in there with you.”

He was left speechless as she petaled away without a second thought. The fact that her and a Buck were siblings was still a shock to him.

No matter how different the two were they both had something in common. The Clevens had captured John Egans heart. With a Buck it was respect and friendship. And with Delilah.

Oh, Delilah. He hadn’t even got to know her fully yet and she already had him hooked.

Snapping out of his trance he started the engine before catching up and riding along beside her. Now he was back to looking between the road and her pretty side profile.

“Still got you to go to the dance with me.” He gloated.

Once again, John Egan had managed to make her smile. Shaking her head she tried to petal faster but he would just match her speed. “I hate you!”

“Hates a strong word.”

“Hates the perfect word.”

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A/N : As y’all can tell I love a good slow burn. Hope y’all liked it! Let me know your thoughts on it please, I love to hear feedback.

ALSO DAYUM YALL REALLY CAME THREW WITH THE LIKES ON MY POSTS

Tag list(I can’t believe I have those now🤭):

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@justheretoreadthhx

#john egan #john egan x reader #john egan x oc #madelyn cline #callum turner x reader #bucky egan #gale cleven #callum turner #buck cleven #austin butler #masters of the air #mota fanfic #motaedit #mota #mota spoilers #ken lemmons #harry crosby

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radiance1 · 5 months

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I've been having a thunk about Pariah Dark.

Specifically, the hc about how he loves horses that goes hand to hand in my farmer au.

Then I thought about mlp and.

Well.

Alicorn Pariah Dark.

Not literally, of course, he just takes the form of one because he loves horses, has seen both a unicorn and pegasus and decided to combine the two.

Hence results in Alicorn Pariah Dark.

Well, that's after being pardoned from his eternal rest for being a war spirit who did too much basically. Why was he excused? Because he had a change of heart, realizing the error of his ways and that forcefully unifying the Zone for a war against humanity under his tyrannical ruling was wrong?

No, not really.

Instead the Ancient of Time vouched for him, and because he's well, Time (and one of the ogs) he held a lot of sway. Enough for everyone else to take it into consideration.

Not everyone was pleased with it, but they had to shut up since Clockwork said he would take personal responsibility if Pariah decided to do too much again.

And, well. It is the Ancient of Time you know? A being that not even Pariah Dark tried in his goal to wage war against humanity, and who just left him alone for most of his conquest and only requested verbally for Clockwork to join him instead of trying physically with force?

They already know there was a reason for that, and so they take Time's word for it.

Pariah Dark, freed from eternal rest and monitored personally by time itself, decided to form himself into an alicorn (unknowingly) in an attempt at it being a disguise.

Clockwork is also an alicorn, because why the hell not.

And before you say anything, nobody told Danny that the ghost king was released from eternal rest and that Clockwork was personally monitoring said ghost king, so he's left outta the loop.

Then they (really Pariah mostly) decided to bugger off to another dimension, that dimension being that of DC. Pariah decided to mostly keep to himself and not interact with any kind of civilization. He decided to stay in a random forest in a certain area he hid with magic, obviously Clockwork came along as well.

Clockwork decided to fill his 'friend' in on all that he had missed, both in the human realm and the ghost realm because of his long absence in eternal rest.

Which would take a long, long time if he included every single little detail.

It has been eons since he last heard his beloved's voice, and it wasn't like he had anything to or had the risk of old age thanks to his immortality.

So, he had time to simply sit and listen as Clockwork recounted everything that happened after his sealing.

A while later, after countless tales they were interrupted. Pariah was prepared for a fight, while Clockwork was content to just stay behind and watch. However, contrary to both of their expectations (Clockwork isn't constantly watching the timestream here, since he left his lair) it wasn't an enemy of any great magical might.

But a human child.

Said Human child was Billy, who got separated and lost from his group during their school field trip and managed to stumble upon the barrier erected by Pariah Dark, not that he knew that.

He was warned by Solomon that the barrier was constructed by someone powerful, and if he went in to be wary of any attacks. Billy does go in after a moment's thought, his curiosity got the better of him and if it came to blows, he was prepared to turn into Shazam at any moment.

Then he met Alicorns.

Who he thought was only real in comic books, even Solomon can't tell him everything about the two beings in front of him, as Alicorns are very, very rare beings and he urged Billy to be careful and wary of the two in front of him.

Fortunately for Billy, the aggressive one backed down, seemingly bewildered by Billy. Which makes sense, really, he is a kid who just stepped through a magical barrier that was probably supposed to keep others out.

So, he tries to make friends rather than enemies here.

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Rise Leon: Even though I know we prevented it, I still can't help thinking maybe we didn't. What if there's more than one key? Or they escape the prison dimension some other way?

03 Don: I get what you mean. We were sure we destroyed the Shredder so many times only for him to come back somehow... I can never fully accept that the future I saw isn't coming. Or at least something similar to it.

Leon: That's gotta be insane pressure to live with, knowing you being there is what prevents it. I'm glad all I have to do is fix major and obvious mistakes, haha,

Don, flicking his forehead: Stop blaming yourself. Besides, you're dealing with a lot of pressure too, 'Greatest Ninja that ever lived.'

Leon: Yeah, well... it helps to know I'm not alone.

03 Leonard and Rise Donnie (have been trying to get their brothers to talk about and process the horrors for eons): What are you guys talking about?

Leon: Unicorns Don: Dinosaurs

Leon: Dinosaurs Don: Unicorns

Leonard and Donnie:

Leon and Don:

Leon: I think there were unicorns in dinosaur times, but Don here thinks just because he's 'been to the Cretaceous--'

Don: You don't know anything about evolution! I'm telling you, it's not possible.

Leon: What kind of scientific mindset is that, saying it can't be real just because you haven't seen it? You are a giant talking turtle.

Don: I didn't say unicorns weren't real, I said they weren't dinosuars. Duh

Donnie: This is so weird to watch.

Leonard: Yeah; you're both agreeing unicorns were real? And look like you've been crying about it....

Donnie: Oh not that, my dear Leonard, though I do agree the existence of unicorns is a rather boring thought compared to the ample evidence that much more fantastic creatures not only were real, but roam the earth to this day!

Leonard: ... Oh?

Donnie, already dragging him away: Let me show you my conspiracy board! ✨

Don: I can't believe that worked.

Leon: lol Donnie can't resist talking cryptids to a nonbeliever.

#tried to make a post about Leon and Don bonding #accidentally made Leonard and Donnie bond #happy surprise #tmnt #tmnt 2003 #rottmnt #rise leo #rise donnie #2003 donnie #2003 leo #tmnt incorrect quotes #tmnt multiversal hangouts

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shadowy-suitcase-herring-neck · 2 months

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In the Unicorn AU, how does Ink know about claiming mortals; and by proxy, does Error know? Did either of them used to have unicorns for their respective roles, or maybe they learned from elsewhere? What about Nightmare? How did he Unicorn the gang? Did he learn from Dream and Blue's example, was he told, or was he just as clueless when he turned the gang? Dream (and possibly Nightmare) not knowing- does it have to do with their past? Were they not born Alicorns, and as such not have (possibly?) innate knowledge? Were the others not born as Alicorns? If so, is there some sort of. . . requirement when it comes to transforming into an Alicorn? (Although, in a multiverse where AUs are plentiful... wouldn't there be more Alicorns? Assuming the multiverse is vast that is...) Reaper and Life as well! Do they have any claimed Unicorns? Is Reapertale!Papyrus an Alicorn too; does Reaper!Paps even exist, or the rest of the Reapertale Pantheon? What is their relationship with the other Alicorns? What do they know- or even don't know? (Apologies if that's too much for one ask!)

I love long asks don't worry <3

INk, Error, Reaper, and Life all gained their titles of guardians from the previous guardians. The balances existed long before them they are just the newest of the guardians. Each of the previous guardians would carefully choose and claim them as one of their unicorns, instruct them, and eventually give them the final powers that where needed to become an alicorn guardian. Though the Instruction proved very different for each of them. Error's mentor could be rather harsh and tended to let Error learn more from mistakes than anything else like actually teaching him. she was a bit of a prick tbh. Ink's Was nearly just as chaotic as him if not far more experienced. Lessons would often be derailed to put it simply. Reaper's and Life's Instructors where twins(not dream and nightmare) and older than Ink's and Error's mentors. They where also better teachers. probably the reason why the life/death balance is the best kept one. The old Life and death guardians had a few other unicorns they watched over that still hang out around Reaper and life. Nightmare IS unaware of what Claiming a mortal truly does as he was never taught and never had a close enough relationship with another Alicorn for them too tell him. Dream was also never taught but Ink assumed He already knew because He thought Dream was taught like he was. Blue turning unicorn was no surprise for Ink. Nightmare was defiantly confused as too why Blue had changed, he thought maybe it was something Dream had done on Purpose. So he didn't really expect it when The gang Got Unicorned. Nightmare and Dream are a little different than the other guardians. For one they are born unicorns. They where born before Nim got tree'd. Nim was actually one of the less job focused of the guardians, mainly because her balance was supposed to naturally fluctuate based on circumstance and was not needed to be kept as rigid. Because of the more free time given she was able to create Dream and Nightmare, or their names being Nightingale and Foxeye at the time. Their name changes are something that happened due to them not fully remembering their names when the villagers showed up. Nim dream and Nightmare where attacked by someone seeking to take Nim's horn. Some believed doing so would grant them immortality. a false myth. Nim had too Sacrifice herself to Save Nightingale and Foxeye (Nightmare and Dream) Making the tree. Dream and Nightmare would have a hard time remembering the time before the Tree of feelings. and so would have a hard time remembering their names. The Villagers started calling Nightingale Nightmare since he could only remember the Night part of his name. Foxeye somewhat bullied out of his real name being pressured to take on the name Dream as the Villagers where incredibly Superstitious about foxs. Dream only remembered the Fox part of his name. as for there being other Unicorns and Alicorns out there, their are probably a few Unicorns though they aren't very common nor do they show much of themselves. There are a few au's that probably have something similar but the magic is different. It isn't the same as the Ancient magic. The magic used by creatures not bound by au's. (Like the ancient dragons in my Au where Nightmare got adopted By a dragon Named Vira)

Reaper has one claimed unicorn Being Geno, and Life doesn't have any. But as said before There are several Unicorns that ha been claimed by the previous guardians that still hang around. Reapertale Paps isn't a unicorn as he wasn't selected for the role which isn't something he is mad about and he still talks with his brother. Reapertale papyyrus is currently just the death god for his world and finds that already has plenty of responsibility especially since reaper is now a guardian. The rest of the Pantheon's opinions on The Alicorns and Unicorns varies. (I am not an expert on reapertale and is you all want too tell me more it would be appreciated) Some are wary as the Unicorns and Alicorns have a tendency to be a little strange, that and most unicorns used to be mortal and now they are not exactly mortal.

#herrings rambles #herrings mailbox #undertale au #Unicorn au #:) I loved talking about the Dream's and Nightmare's pasts in this au #I love their true names for the au #Dream was named Foxeye because of his yellow eyelights along with mischievous nature #Dream was a wily and mischievous bean before the villagers gave him anxiety.#:(#Despite his pranks Dreams tricks always seemed to bring everyone joy in the end.#definition of chaotic but also wholesome and sweet.

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Reverse 1999 x MLP AU Idea!

So! I said I had this in my drafts for a while but I just realized it was weirdly formatted so I'm redoing everything.

everything here was inspired by this post/fanart and the characters will be mostly based on them! with a few extra mixed in.

First off, Context! While this is more based on Gen 4 (Friendship is Magic), it does feel a bit of a Gen 5 derivative in that it's supposed to be future Equestria.

The Alicorn Princesses and the Element of Harmony are long gone, simply a distant memory in the minds of many of today's ponies. Equestria since then have not had any one or two princesses to rule, however remnants of the old kingdom still persist. The Twilight Foundation as well as The School for the Primary Defence of Ponykind (SPDP) were founded by old members of Princess Twilight's court and Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns respectively, and made as a response to a prophecy which was uncovered that said on the last day of the 2nd millennium since Princess Luna's banishment, a great calamity will befall upon Equestria which will turn the land of ponies back to how it once was. And so on the last day of the year 1999, time stood still and started reversing everything. Nopony was safe from it's effects... except for one. Her name was Invert Tempo. The Timekeeper, of the Twilight Foundation.

(characters and more under the cut)

Characters! (Ponified edition!)

(These are just names I personally came up with. If a better suggestion comes for any of them then I shall consider changing it)

Invert Tempo - Vertin (Earth pony) I saw a post once that said Vertin was just an anagram of Invert and I really wanted to incorporate that. Tempo was the suggestion of a friend, which relates to her musical inclination. or a shortened for of temporal which... y'know... fits very well

Sonnet "Sonetto" Moon - Sonetto (Unicorn) Honestly Sonetto is already a good pony name, but I wanted to give her a name akin to Twilight (There's a few parallels with those two not just in the post above), hence Sonnet Moon with Sonetto being a nickname.

"Captain R3G" Applecore - Regulus (Earth Pony) Applecore was actually the first name I came up with out of anything here because Regulus definately feels like she could be part of the Apple Family, maybe not directly Applejack's lineage though. I actually had a harder time with her nickname (Heavily inspired by Vinyl aka DJ Pon3)

Mistilteinn - Druvis III (Unicorn) She holds a bouquet of mistletoe, mistilteinn is literally just mistletoe... I could not NOT have her named after it. Also that can give her the nickname Mistil which sounds cute and cool!

Southern Breeze - Sotheby (Pegasus) Honestly I mostly picked this cause it was close sounding to Sotheby. Like you could also argue Sotheby could be a nickname because So(u)the(rn) B(r)ee(ze).

Morning Lillies - Lilya (Pegasus) This one also didn't have much thought put into it, just that Yellow = Sun = Morning and Lilya = Lillies and Morning Lillies sounded pony enough.

Bonus characters!

Dikke (who was featured in the post) is Silver Scale (unicorn)

Mr. APPLe is still the same as canon

Mr. Karson is Mr. Carton Box (earth pony) cause it sounds close

Schneider is Orange Blossom (Half Pony Half Changeling(I'll touch on this in a bit!))

Matilda (unicorn) I have no name for yet as well as Madam Z (kirin) and Constantine (maybe Pegasus) (suggestions welcome!)

Arcana is either a Draconequus or Changeling Queen and Forget-me-not is an Earth Pony

Headcanons!

Because of magic shenaniganry after the alicorns disappeared, earth ponies and pegasi can now use magic much like unicorns, but only a few of them. Some unicorns also lost their magic because of this hence a divide in "Normal" ponies and Arcanist ponies.

Applecore is a part of the very large Apple Family and runs Radio APPLe on her ship much like in canon. She also doesn't like people calling her by her real name so she goes Captain, Reg, or Reggy most of the time.

Mr. APPLe is a result of one of Applecore's experimentation in alchemy.

Orange Blossom is the filly of someone from the Orange Family and a Changeling, making her a half pony half changeling hybrid which also gives her minor shape shifting abilities.

being part of the Orange family also means technically Orange Blossom is distantly related to Applecore.

perhaps later on I shall add more but for now this is basically the gist of my ideas. Their cutie marks especially cause I wanna brainstorm what those could be like.

#vertin #sonetto #schneider #regulus #druvis iii #sotheby #lilya #aus #pony au #my posts #I have many more ideas for this au #I wanna share them all but I've already spent 2 straight hours just typing this out #my au #reverse 1999 #r1999 #reverse 1999 au #headcanons

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“You can see strings.”

Tim stares at them, brown eyes owlbear-wide and words intoned with accusation and fascination alike. If nothing else, he’s at least waited until Martin was out of earshot, though he had to find some nook in the stacks to shove Jon into to do so. For that, at least, Jon gives him credit. They surely would have passed away otherwise, flagged down some fire giant or phoenix to please, please turn them into a pile of ash and put them out of their misery. The smell of soot would be preferable to the present moment, which is permeated with the stale scent of old books and their own mortification.

Jon would love nothing more than to go back in time and not warn Tim he was about to trip over threads no one else could see — he’s been able to do this for years, he should know better to spot the subtle difference in perceived depth. But he’s no mage, not really, and so the best he can do is glare up at him, moving his pointed finger off his chest, and spit, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Jon.” Tim crowds in a little closer, the brim of his hat blocking the light. His eyes light up like scrying crystals. “You have magic, boss. Real magic! Like, dragon-whispering, light-conjuring, glittery unicorn snot magic.”

“I have the ability to see a world that looks like it’s been taken over by dire tarantulas.”

“And that’s really cool!” Tim says, throwing out his arms in emphasis. At Jon’s grimace, he amends, “It is to me, at least. And don’t try to pull the ‘boo hoo, I don’t believe in magic, I hate fun’ sceptic bit on me again, you’re cuter when you’re not lying to yourself. And to me, of course.” He claps a hand on Jon’s shoulder. “So, which poor sod’s strings was I about to trample on? I wouldn’t want to rip out anyone’s heart trying to get to lunch.”

Lowering the brim of their hat to maybe, just maybe hide their burning blush and stammering lack of words, Jon mutters, “Um. It was actually… erm. Good lord, this is embarrassing…”

“I mean, I was only joking, heh, it’s not actually my business, boss—”

“No, no, I’ve never — uh, I’ve just never really discussed it with anyone. It was… yours. A-And Martin’s. I know you two have, er, fancied each other awhile—”

“He likes me back?”

Jon blinks. Going by all the touchy-feely flirting they’ve been doing for months now — holding hands in the stacks, talking movies and pets over lunch, rescuing that nest of cinnamon birds in the atrium — he was frankly convinced they were living together. “Yes? I… thought you knew?”

“Jon. Boss. Just because you can see that with your fancy spook-o-vision doesn’t mean we all can.”

“My sincerest apologies that you can’t see what’s right in front of your eyes,” they snark. Jon’s already had this sort of conversation with Martin, excluding mention of their… unique ability, of course. He’s more Tim’s friend than Jon’s, they think, but they’ve nonetheless listened to his anxious rambling and, in hindsight, perhaps inadvertently played a wingman sort of role. The two evidently like each other. Jon’s hardly forcing or creating anything that isn’t already very much there. Their chemistry is thick and tangible whenever they’re in a room together — it’s already cavity inducing. They’re becoming a risk for attracting pixies.

Tim gets a mischievous gleam in his eye, smirking in that way reserved usually for Martin, or for any patron at the front desk he’s trying to please, and Jon’s heart swoops even as it sinks, like a piece of parchment fluttering whilst it falls to the floor. “Well, I guess you’ll have to see it for us.”

“…I beg your pardon?”

“Y’know. With your spook-o-vision.”

“Do not call it that.”

Hello!! This is my valentine gift for @gayformlessblob for the @seasons-in-the-archives Valentine’s event, featuring a martim/jonmartim focused fantasy/soulmate AU!

Marked by a childhood incident, Jon can see the thin strings woven between his fellow researcher Tim and the librarian Martin as the two grow closer, but he tries to keep this ability under wraps to focus on his work at the Magnus Institute, one of the largest repositories of magical artifacts and writing in the land — after all, he’s never seen any strings tied to himself. As his secret comes out, however, and he works in cahoots with both Tim and Martin to help their developing relationship, he winds up a bit more tied up with the two than he intended :)c I hope you like it!!

(IDs are in the alt text!)

#the magnus archives #tma #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #tim stoker #martim #jontim #jonmartim #tma au #seasons in the archives #tma fantasy au #tma soulmate au #cinnafic #cinnart #my art #gif #i worked so hard on this and im really proud of it! i hope you enjoy!

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Oooo I have a little question since we've been talking on the Halloween polycule for a bit together.

Would the Halloween poly dress up in matching Halloween costumes? if so, what would they dress up as? If not, who's dressing up as what? :3

Ooh, that’s a fun question! I’ll compile some of my thoughts into a snippet of this scenario, since I think that’ll be easier.

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On the morning of Halloween, Veronika walked into the living room and immediately made a beeline for her two housemates, who were both sitting on the couch.

“Arturo, Acey, have I ever mentioned how much I love you?” She asked, plopping down in the middle of couch in between them.

“We’ve talked about that nickname.” Ace grumbled, glaring. Her flattery hadn’t worked as well as she’d hoped.

Arturo sighed. “What do you want, Veronika? It’s clear you’re up to something.”

“Weeeeelllll, I was thinking we could wear matching costumes for Halloween this year!” Veronika exclaimed, “We could—”

“No.” Both Arturo and Ace answered at the same time, not even letting her finish.

“I’m not dressing up for Halloween, Veronika, that’s an activity for children.” Arturo said. Ace nodded in agreement.

“Oh, okay.” Veronika answered sadly. “But we have to do something for Halloween, if we’re not doing that. We always watch Arturo’s favorite reality TV shows when he asks, so I should get to do something for this!” She reasoned. A wide grin spread across his face. “Then again, I suppose I could settle for a different Halloween activity. We could always watch a scary movie, or visit haunted houses, or—”

“NO!” Ace screeched, covering her mouth with his hands. He tried to recover his dignity afterwards (and did not succeed), clearing his throat and saying, “I-I mean, I like the costumes idea better.”

“Yay!” Veronika exclaimed, giving him a quick hug before turning to Arturo. “Pleeeeease can you do it with us? It’ll be fun!”

Arturo pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers, silent for a moment before letting out a long sigh. “…Fine.”

“Yay! I already have our costumes picked out, and all the makeup we’ll need, and—” Veronika immediately started rambling, clapping her hands together and bouncing up and down slightly as she explained her plan to them.

Despite the fact they were beginning to regret this already, the other two had to admit it was nice seeing her so happy.

———

So yeah. Long story short Ace and Arturo don’t want to dress up, but Veronika convinces them in the end. Here are a few other headcanons and such:

-I’m not sure what their costumes should be, which is ironic because that’s the one question you wanted an answer to. Maybe they could do something fun with classic Disney villains or something. Arturo is Cruella, Veronika is Ursula, and Ace is the Queen of Hearts. Or something like that. I’d love to hear other people’s ideas!

-Arturo insists on taking many photos, since he figures putting so much effort into your appearance and then not showing anybody would be a waste.

-Arturo may be good at conventional makeup, but Veronika far exceeds him in the scary makeup department. Thus, she’s the one to do all the makeup for their costumes.

-Veronika wants to watch a Halloween movie, but Ace is against anything too scary, so they compromise and watch the Nightmare Before Christmas. Ace forgot how creepy the Oogie Boogie Man is and ended up scared anyway, hugging Arturo’s arm like a teddy bear for comfort. He didn’t cry, though!…Well okay, maybe a little.

-Veronika makes spooky snacks. They’re not actually spooky, but she’ll call something like popcorn and M&M’s ‘Unicorn intestines’ or something like that and it gets the job done. She tries to make a cake that looks like a real human heart, too, but according to Arturo it is not atomically accurate in the slightest.

-Overall they have a lot of fun! Veronika is happy to spend her favorite holiday with her two favorite people.

#danganronpa despair time #drdt #drdt spoilers #ace markey #veronika grebenshchikova #arturo giles #Halloween trio #Halloween polycule #veroaceturo #verturo #platonic veronikace #aceturo #enchantress’s writing #answering inbox message thingys

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filmbyjy · 2 years

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ni-ki – bad boys

— bad boys main masterlist

pairing: nishimura riki x fem!reader

summary: everyone thought ni-ki's life was all rainbows and unicorns but it wasn't. he was constantly bullied by some boys and he had a pretty shit dad. what happens when you stepped in and came in to ni-ki's life?

warning: just ni-ki's family being pretty shitty (not in real life obviously), bullies being shit heads to riki :( mostly fluff but there is slight angst on one part. overall, it's a tamed fanfic.

no.of words: 4.3K words

taglist: @nyfwyeonjun @ncityy04 @cutiejseong @minkyeos @madebyreyy (@onyourecha) @yuakagi @hoonstrology @luvrjn @kawaiisharkcopjudge @missmadwoman @aerinaga @jiwlys @wtfhyuck @astrosmistisa @woniesbakery @purplepuppychild

NOTE: so idk what the shit is bisco's gender. previously i wrote him as a girl because ni-ki never mentioned it but now that he mentioned it, i changed it to a boy. then again, ni-ki still has zero idea if it's a girl or boy. i just went with what he officially stated, a boy.

dance prodigy, a happy child who was born in a pretty rich family. These were titles riki grew up with but he wasn’t happy. Yes, his family was rich but it wasn’t a close one. a soon to be broken family, one last crack and he could kiss his family tree goodbye. At the age of 10, riki was a very shy and quiet child. He was also very frail, skinny and many people thought he wasn’t fed right. He used to get bullied all the time and since he wasn’t great at fighting, he could only scream at them to go away.

Never worked once. Obviously, you’d notice riki. He was the only child who screamed out loud during recess. you never liked bullies so you decided to help him out.

“I’ll tell the teachers.” you say as you placed your tiny hands on your waist, giving a confident stance. The bullies laughed.

“That’s so scary. The teachers don’t scare us.” you rolled your eyes at their words and just grabbed their soccer ball.

“See this?” you point to their soccer ball before pressing on it hard and it deflates, “that will be your head if you don’t get out of here.” their eyes widened, they were cowered in fear. that would teach them to mess with you.

“run along now.” you smirked. They left the place and you turned to riki, he too was terrified. I mean who wouldn’t be if someone threatened to deflate their head like a soccer ball. “hey, don’t worry. I won’t hurt you.” you held out your hand and riki hesitantly takes it.

A start to blooming friendship between you and boy.

At age 13, both you and riki were sitting under the night sky, basking in the pretty sight. He turned to look at you, you were peacefully looking at the stars and the bright crescent moon. He felt his heart flutter, you certainly looked beautiful and it’s the fact that you were looking at the sky with such curiosity, melted riki.

“hey.” riki voices out. You hummed and turned to him. “Remember when we first met when we were 10?” you snort.

“Those bullies again? please, I genuinely think they’re still scared of me.” riki laughs.

“How did you even deflate the ball.”

“easy, sewing needles.” you smiled.

“But it’s hard to poke through.”

“with a lot of force, i’m sure anything is possible riki.” riki felt his heart rate increase. He shouldn’t, you were his best friend. Nothing more. He smiles at you.

About a week later, you were waiting for riki at the playground near his house. He was taking a little too long and so you decided to walk up to his house since you’ve been there once. Riki didn’t exactly allow you to visit his house a bunch and you wondered why. He usually made excuses that his parents were home and so he just didn’t want to make them mad by bringing friends over. You just accepted it and moved on from it but now you were standing outside his door.

You could hear crashing of things all over the place, glass breaking, screaming and yelling, mumbled voices that seem to slur some curse words out loud. It terrified you thinking about riki’s safety. Speaking of which, you stepped back and you realised the boy had walked out of the front door. He doesn’t notice your presence just yet and when he does, his eyes widen.

“(name)?”

“riki. Are you okay? What’s with that ruckus in your house.” you say.

“I’m fine. Didn’t i tell you to wait at the playground?”

“You were taking longer than expected, i was worried.”

“I told you to just wait. Is it too much to ask?” riki says as he rolls his eyes.

“Like i said riki, i was fucking concerned. If you don’t care about my concerns for you then fuck i’ll just i leave i guess.”

“Yeah, you should.” riki says. You turned back to him.

“wow, can’t believe you’re such a bitch.”

“can’t believe you’re my best friend.” riki says.

“wow, alright. I guess i’ll just leave forever. you and i are done.”

“you and i have always been done, kang (name).” riki says. you felt tears prick your eyes, you were sure your tears were about fall since your eyes were glossy.

“fuck you, nishimura riki.” you say for the last time before walking away.

Now the sweet numbers of 16. your birthday had passed earlier this week and you didn’t celebrate it with anyone. You used to spend it with riki but…you two were now practical strangers. Your grandparents did celebrate it but it wasn’t those grand parties, they simply cooked you food and wished you a happy birthday. It was perfect of course since you loved them.

“I’ll go now, bye grandma.” you gave her a peck on the cheek and left the house. It’s been 3 years walking to school alone without riki. You missed him but you knew that friendship was now destroyed. It was time you moved on from him.

Honestly, it sounded like you and riki were dating but obviously you weren’t. Feelings were definitely evident in that friendship but the both of you were too young and afraid to make a move. You were still young and you knew. You made it to school, you were sort of a popular girl. Many girls looked up to you because you were pretty and kind but you were humble.

“(name), here you go.” a boy hands you a rose. You shook your head.

“no, it’s okay. hand these over to someone who deserves it more, i don’t deserve you.” you say. The boy nods. You gave him a warm smile and left for your locker, which happens to be next to riki. You’ve never bumped into him once after that fight, though you secretly wished to.

“so my dear best friend. how are you holding up? still not over your dear riki yet?” sarah nudges your shoulder. you rolled your eyes. (oooo wonder who sarah will be and which member will be next after riki)

“you’ve been pestering me since last year, sarah. you know my answers to that.” you say. sarah sighs.

“I’m sorry, i’ll treat you to ice cream later since i reminded you of him again.”

“yeah, alright. It’s the very least you could do for me.” you say. You grabbed your textbook and pencil case before shoving your bag into the locker and closing it shut.

“Oh come on, my dear (name). I’m joking. You know it.” you playfully roll your eyes.

“Hmm, remind me why you’re my best friend.”

“Oh come on, (name).” sarah whines. you laughed.

“I’m kidding, let’s go.”

You must be wondering why you’ve never once bumped into riki in the hallways. Well, he avoids you. He knows you’re still mad at him and he’s afraid to even approach you.

“yo ni-ki, you can do better than this.” jake says.

“hyung, it’s not simple.” riki says as he aims the pistol over at the practice target.

“she’s your friend.”

“was my friend. I fucked up.”

“How bad could you fuck up a friendship. Besides, she should understand from your point of view that you have a shitty dad and shitty life.”

“That’s the thing! I didn’t tell her about my past life. The truth.” jake places the gun down.

“Why?” he asks curiously.

“I was afraid she’d be terrified of me. Make fun of me.”

“Now, ni-ki, who in their right minds would make fun of you for having an abusive and constant drunk dad?”

“I was afraid of giving her the wrong impression. she already helped me with some bullies when i was younger. I didn’t want her to keep protecting me!”

“And why? What’s wrong of her protecting you.”

“I’m not a child, i-i.” riki holds back himself, embarrassed about what he wants to say.

“You what ni-ki.” jake says.

“I want to be the one protecting her.”

Class ends, you were walking over to your locker again and there you saw riki. He was taller, his hair was black, was that an undercut? Either way, he definitely looked different. you stopped in your tracks. It seems like riki felt a gaze on him so he turns to look over. Both of your eyes met, it felt like the world stopped for the both of you. Your heart rate increases quickly by the second.

“(name), let’s go get some lunch. I’m hungry.” you turned to sarah.

“yeah, let’s go.” you glanced over at riki and he was still looking over at you.

“ni-ki? hello?? We are asking you if you want food. jay hyung and sunghoon hyung are going to sneak out of school to grab something from mcdonald’s.” sunoo says.

“huh?” riki turns to the older boy. sunoo sighs.

“It was her, wasn’t it?” sunoo asks. riki looks down. He feels a pat on his back.

“hey, riki. It’s okay, she’ll come around to you eventually.” jay says.

“yeah, you just have to be confident and apologise to her.” heeseung says.

“will she even forgive me.” riki says.

“A true friend would forgive you even if you’ve done something very wrong. Yes, they will feel betrayed but over time, they will learn to forgive you.” jake says.

“wise words from an asshole who is about to break an innocent girl’s heart.” heeseung smirks.

“Oh fuck off, hyung.” jake says.

“woah, can’t believe i finally got to see your ex best friend. he’s handsome.” sarah says.

“not another word from you about riki.” you warn her.

“Oh come on, is it because you have a crush on him?” you didn’t say anything. “shut up, you actually like him??”

“I’m not going to entertain you right now. Didn’t you say you were hungry?”

“hunger can wait. I need to know what you actually feel about riki.”

“sarah please, not right now.” you say.

“fine, but i’m going to continue to milk the info out of you non-stop.” sarah says.

School ends pretty quickly and so you and sarah went to the ice cream parlor since she did owe you ice cream. Just as you enter, you surprisingly feel something. A coincidence that you saw riki here.

“The universe really hates me today.” you mumbled. Sarah turns to look at your direction.

“Oh damn, 7 hot boys at one table.” sarah fans herself. You turned to look at her. “Oh sorry, 6 boys, riki is for you.”

“fuck off.” you slapped her shoulder. She giggles.

“alright i’ll go buy your damn ice cream and then we can go to your house.”

“Thank you sarah.” you smiled. you didn’t want to exactly stand here when riki was right there so you decided to wait outside. However…

“(name) wait.” a familiar voice says as he grabs onto your wrist, preventing you from moving.

“riki could you please let go.” you say, not wanting to turn around. You knew you’d break down if you saw right into his eyes.

“can we at least talk?”

“what is there to talk about. you were the one who wanted to end the friendship.”

“(name) please.” you looked back at riki. everyone’s eyes were on the both of you.

“This is looking a lot like they had a bad breakup.” jake whispers to the other boys. The other boys just agreed.

“fine, let’s go.” you dragged riki to somewhere else. At that time, you thought the alleyway was an okay place to possibly a safe place to have a convo. Clearly, you thought wrong.

“what is it?”

“(name) i-”

Someone comes around the corner holding a gun in his hand, your eyes widened. riki turns around and he hides you behind him. you notice his friends ganging up behind the guy before they knock him out with a whack to the head. you yelp and hide behind riki completely.

“hey, we have to run. I called the cops and you know we aren’t exactly the best people.” one of his friends say. riki turns to look back at you.

“I’m sorry. We’ll talk another time.” riki runs away with his friends. You were left there, shaken up. The cops arrived and so you had to tell them what happened, well you didn’t mention the fact the guy got knocked out by riki’s friends. they thanked you and so you left with sarah to your home.

“Are you okay? No bullets or injuries?” sarah worriedly inspects you.

“I’m fine. Just traumatised. It’s not everyday you get held at gunpoint.”

“Here.” she hands you your ice cream and you thanked her.

riki falls onto his bed. after that incident with his family 3 years back, he moved in with heeseung. riki didn’t want to live with his family, not when he couldn’t stand his dad’s behaviour.

“hey look, we’re sorry you couldn’t talk to your girl and clarify what happened.” jay says. riki glares at jay.

“hyung, we are just friends.”

“Used to be.” sunoo adds.

“wow thank you hyung, i totally didn’t know that me and her used to be friends.” riki sarcastically says.

“Alright there, mr.grumpy pants. We’ll make it up to you.” sunghoon says.

“And how?”

The sounds of your voice muffled by the tape across your lips. a potato sack over your head, you were trying to wiggle out of your tied hands. Riki’s jaw drops.

“hyung, i asked you how. NOT KIDNAP HER!”

“hey, this is the only thing we’re great at. We are the ‘bad guys’ after all.” sunghoon says.

“jungwon hyung, how could you let this slide? Aren’t you the leader.” riki whines.

“I did but hyung kept pulling the ‘im older’ card and i couldn’t do anything about it.” jungwon huffs.

“well, she’s here now. Talk to her. We’ll give you two some space.” heeseung says before pushing the other 5 boys out of the room. Riki huffs, this was going to be extra hard to please you.

The potato sack was pulled off your head and you first noticed riki.

“hMH mHM, mmMM MhMHh mHM.” you tried to say.

“sorry.” he carefully peels the duct tape off your lips.

“RIKI WHAT THE FUCK.” riki cringes at your yelling.

“sorry about this. this was my friend’s idea for making up for me. I just didn’t expect him to literally just kidnap you.”

“well, he did.”

“I’m really sorry for that. I’m also really sorry for what i did back then. I just was too stressed over my family, my dad.”

“why didn’t you tell me your family was like this.” you say.

“I just was too afraid you’d make fun of me and plus you’ve been protecting me for 3 years back then. I wanted to be the one who protected you for a change.” the words just roll of riki’s tongue so easily and he didn’t even realise he said it. you blushed, “hey. why are you blushing?” riki looks at you.

“N-nothing.” you mentally cursed yourself for letting your heart flutter and for letting riki see you blushing. “b-but i’m still mad at you!” you glared at riki.

“I know and i’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you.” riki says. You sighed. “So? Friends?” riki asks.

“It’s not going to be easy to win me back, idiot.” you say.

“Again, i know and i’ll do anything for you.” riki enthusiastically says. He was like an energetic little puppy. Except he’s 6 feet tall and perhaps he’s gotten a tad bit stronger.

“Anything huh.” he nods. “alright, then cut the ropes and sneak me back into my house. It’s fucking 1am and my grandparents will freak out if they find out i’m gone.”

“right!” riki grabs his pocket knife and sliced the rope open. you could finally feel your wrists. Right on queue, his friends walked in. jay slaps sunghoon’s back.

“Apologise.” jay tells sunghoon. sunghoon scratches the back of his head.

“umm, look. I’m sorry for kidnapping you, i didn’t think it through i guess.” jay smacks the back of sunghoon’s head. “ow, fine. I’m truly sorry. I didn’t think it through properly and should have listened to my other friends about it.”

“hyungs, i know you’re not the one who did it but you guys didn’t even try to stop him, so apologise to her too.” riki folds his arms.

“riki, it’s okay. just get me home.” you say.

“okay.” the both of you leave but not before riki throws a glare at the others. you made it over to the garage.

“so why aren’t any of them following us?”

“I’m driving.” he swings his keys and hands you a helmet. your eyes widen.

“riki, this is-”

“Illegal? well, unfortunately that’s how i live (name).” riki says. you hesitantly got on the bike. “hold on tight.” riki clicks on the remote for the garage door and drives off. You yelped, it was fast. Too fast for your liking but you felt the adrenaline rushing in. you hesitantly let riki go. The cold wind blowing your hair, you liked this, it was fun. However, all great things had to come to an end.

“We’re here.”

“You still remember my address.”

“sure, it’s been so long (name) but i’m your best friend. why wouldn’t i know where you live?”

“I don’t know. I thought after all those years, you’d forget about me. Besides, you’ve turned into…whatever this is.” you say. riki chuckles.

“well, i quite like my new look. it’s something different.” he smiles.

“It certainly makes you look different, you don’t even look 16.”

“I’m turning 17 soon, what’s the bad thing?” he smirks. you rolled your eyes.

“You can leave, i’ll sneak back into my room through the bedroom window.” you say. you were about to leave when riki holds onto your wrist.

“are we okay now? i just miss you…and us.” riki says. you were blushing but thank god it was dark out.

“Like i said before.” you smirked, “you’re going to have to earn it.” you smiled and left after. Riki’s heart races, god he truly was in love with you.

The next week, you were opening up your locker when someone runs past you, making you topple over your books. you glared at the person who runs past you and just sighed. you picked up the books of the ground. last week wasn’t all that great, your sister was practically loosing it and you wanted to help her. You knew you had to blame your parents for it. you felt bad. she promised she would call that night but never did, now she isn’t around, she quite literally disappeared.

riki wasn’t even around too. you wondered why he just disappeared when he said he wanted to make things right between the both of you. You hoped what he said was true because you missed him too but judging by his disappearance, maybe it was a lie.

A hand stops in front to help grab the book from the ground. You looked up.

“riki?”

“Missed me.” he smiles. you playfully rolled your eyes.

“As if.” you say. he suddenly grabs you and drags you out of school.

“riki, what the fuck are you doing. we have school and my grandparents will kill me if i skip a day.”

“just follow me. I asked permission already.”

“you asked permission?? From my grandparents??” he nods, “THEY ALLOWED IT??”

“hey, i’m the nishimura riki. who would say no to me.”

“umm, me?”

“hmm, are you sure.” riki leans in. you backed up.

“Y-yes.”

“you’re blushing again. some people might think you like me or something.” he teases. This was your chance, you should tell him.

“riki i-”

“nishimura riki.” heeseung says.

“yes hyung?”

“we need to leave. now.”

“hyung, wait let me just talk to (name) first.”

“they already found out about our escape. it’s now or never, boss already said we have to go.”

“I can’t leave her hyung.”

“we’ll get her in a few months.”

“Hyung please.”

“I’m sorry riki.” heeseung grabs riki’s arm and drags him away. you were left there confused and well sort of heartbroken.

> riki: i’m so sorry, we’ll see each other again. I promise

You feared that the message was just a lie and you’d never see riki ever again.

> you: can i trust you?

you typed in.

> riki: (name), please. I’ll come after you. once we’re settled in, i promise i’ll come back.

> you: okay

2 years later, you were finally 18, you were walking around in the playground that you and riki used to play in at 10 years old. You remember playing catch with him and him becoming your knight and shining armour whilst protecting you, the princess of the castle. Those were times. It’s been 2 years since riki last contacted you. It truly was a lie. You sat on the swing set. A small dog coming up to you and sniffing you.

“aww little one.” you lifted the puppy off the ground. “Are you lost? Where is your owner?” it barks and you felt someone standing in front of you. You looked at the person. Him.

“riki…”

“I told you i’d be back for you.” he says.

“It’s been 2 years and you didn’t even bother to talk to me.”

“my old phone got crushed on the mission so…i lost all contacts.”

“oh.”

“seems like bisco has found you.” you looked at the puppy.

“so your name is bisco? you are so adorable.” you gave it a small kiss. riki’s heart soars, what an adorable sight to see.

“let’s go.” riki says as he holds your hand.

“to where?”

“where i wanted to show you 2 years ago.” your heart races. both you and riki walked over to the place and once you made it there, riki clicks on a few buttons. It reveals a pretty rundown place.

“Still has the decorations that were here 2 years ago.” a secret area that was decorated nicely, a little of the plants grew a little making it a slightly overgrown.

“You did this?” he nods. You looked over to the balloons.

‘Be mine’

“riki, it’s beautiful. Thank you.” he smiles.

“thank god i didn’t buy any food 2 years ago. It would have rotted in here and it would’ve smelled of a dead body.”

“you didn’t kill anyone down here did you?”

“hey, i may be working with the other boys but i don’t kill people. That is the 02z hyungs job.”

“Oh yeah, how are they?”

“In australia, jay hyung and his girlfriend have not shut up and i can’t get any rest at night, they should really invest in soundproof walls. jungwon hyung recently moved in about a year ago with his girlfriend. The other boys have been doing their own stuff, sunoo hyung is kinda annoyed that he can’t move over just yet though. He thinks his parents are overcontrolling. Overall, all of us are adapting to the lifestyle. jake hyung was so excited to teach us all about australia when we first moved in.”

“That’s great.”

“will you come to australia with me?” riki asks.

“riki, you know i can’t.”

“what if i get your grandparent’s permission?”

“riki, they are my grandparents. what if something bad happens to them? I don’t want them to be alone.” riki nods.

“what if i buy a house for them next door and we live with them?”

“We?”

“kang (name), i’m in love with you.” riki confesses.

“You love me?”

“since 11. I never thought at the age of 10 i’d be falling for you but clearly i was wrong. I love you and want to be with you forever.”

“riki..” you noticed a little rustling behind riki. “riki, i think someone is here.” you whispered. riki turns around, pushing you behind him. The rustling stops and the person pops out but turns out..

“bisco.” riki scolds him. The puppy whimpers. he goes to pick him up. “you scared your mom, you idiot.”

“m-mom??”

“Yeah, you’re bisco’s mom from now on.”

“I didn’t agree to be your girlfriend.”

“Even if you didn’t agree…i would’ve guessed it already.” he walks towards you. “you.” he holds your hands, “like me.” he pecks your forehead. you blushed.

“so what do you say? move in with me and your grandparents to australia?”

“yes.”

“AND OKAYAMATHUNDER WON THE RACE!!!” the crowd cheers for him. riki takes off his helmet and ruffles his hair, waving to everyone. the boys go over to pat his back. you went over to riki and he smiles.

“great job bub.” you say. riki kisses the tip of your nose.

“thank you, couldn’t have done it without you.” you playfully rolled your eyes.

“so how much did you win?” jake nudges riki’s shoulder.

[back at home]

“2 MILLION DOLLARS??? Holy shit.” jay says, looking over at the pile of cash on the ground of the mansion.

“Hey, jay. Maybe you should work harder. You were better than this before becoming a total simp for your wife.” heeseung jokes. Jay flips him off.

“yejun unnie, you feeling good?” you asked your older sister, noticing how she was swaying a little and not able to stand properly.

“yeah, just a little sick. nothing too bad.” yejun gags. Her eyes widened.

“Oh god, jay! What did you do to my sister!” you held yejun up.

“Oooooo hyung didn’t use protection.” jungwon says. jay blushes.

“w-we did.”

“Tell that to the possible baby in yejun’s tummy!” you say.

“Oh and the fact that both me and (name) can’t sleep at night.” riki says.

“alright! I’ll bring her to our room and settle this.” jay holds yejun’s hands and brings her over to their bedroom.

“GET HER A PREGNANCY TEST!” heeseung yells. Jay groans out loud and that leaves the rest of you laughing at him.

And that was the end of yours and riki’s story but remember sarah? your best friend? well, let’s dive deeper into her story, wonder which enhypen boy will she be paired with

#riki’s chapter was actually my fav because it features bisco☺️#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen imagine #enhypen fluff #enhypen angst #ni-ki #ni-ki imagines #ni-ki imagine #nishimura riki #riki imagines #riki fluff #enhypen x reader #enhypen x reader imagines #enhypen x you #ni ki fanfic #ni ki x reader #ni ki enhypen #the mafia series

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deadbydangit · 9 months

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On their wedding day.

Dwight, Kate, Leon

Dwight Fairfield

You know all the stereotypical things that happen to a girl on their wedding day?

Crying, shaking, fixing how she looks.

Dwight is doing all the that.

Everything but doubting himself.

He knows this is what he wants to do.

You're the best thing in his life.

But he always doubts his worth.

Why would someone as amazing as you, marry a loser like him?

Before the wedding, he'll constantly ask you if you're sure.

"Are you sure you want to marry me? I mean I really want to marry you! I love you so much! You're the greatest thing to ever happen to me! I love you so much and-"

You're going to have to calm him down.

Assure him of his worth.

He'll be at the altar and watch you walk in.

And he's fainting.

Ace was betting on it.

Adam was right behind to catch Dwight.

After he comes to, the boys will laugh a little, but build him up again.

"Sorry, you looked so beautiful i couldn't believe this moment was real."

He'll adjust his glasses at least ten times.

He wrote his own vows.

And he stuttered through the whole thing.

But it's super sweet and well thought out.

He has practiced with the guys for hours.

He just wants this day to be perfect for you.

Because you're so perfect.

Kate Denson

This country girl doesn't want a traditional wedding.

Sure, she'll wear a nice white dress.

But it will be simple.

And she'll be barefoot.

It's not just a celebration for her.

It's a celebration for everyone.

A promise of love between two people.

She doesn't want this to be uptight and stuffy.

Kate wants this to be fun for everyone.

Lots of flowers.

Some drinks, good food.

Everyone is going to enjoy.

She wrote her own vows.

It's actually a song she wrote just for you for that moment.

She'll be about half way through when she starts crying.

She's not upset!

She's just so happy!

"Sorry sugar, I just can't believe this moment. It's just too good to be true."

And everyone's hearts will melt.

After, she's definitely hungry.

It's a southern comfort style buffet.

She's not going to inhale the food, but she won't eat like a dainty little princess either.

Oh, and she's totally smashing cake in your face.

And you should do it to her too.

There will be more laughing about the cake than actually eating it.

And there will be dancing, lots of it.

Who cares if you trip?

She doesn't. Have fun.

You two could be married in a courthouse for all she cares. As long as she gets to be with you.

Leon S Kennedy

He's nervous, and it's evident.

He's taken on hoards of zombies, giant mutant creatures, and a fucking T-Rex.

But this scares the shit out of him.

He doesn't have doubts, he loves you more than anything in the world.

But he wonders if he'll be a good enough husband.

What if he forgets his vows?

Did he tie is tie right?

Did he forget the ring?

No, he didn't.

But his mind is racing a million miles a minute.

Chris is going to be laughing his ass off at the stressed out Leon.

His eyes will widen as you walk down the aisle.

"Holy..."

His mouth is wide open.

It takes him a moment to return to reality.

He's just staring at you like he's seen a unicorn.

This wasn't a dream.

"You look... I mean... Just... Wow..."

He can't form a sentence.

He's just so in awe of his amazing you look.

His vows are tacky and obviously heavily influenced by Chris, but it's really sweet.

You may kiss-

Doesn't even wait for the whole thing to be said.

The most passionate love filled kiss he can give.

Followed by him engulfing you in his arms.

If it were up to him, he'd take you and run off now.

But, he'll stay for the party.

Just don't be concerned if he's a little out of it.

He still can't believe this is real.

#dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd x reader #dbd survivor #dbd dwight #dbd leon s kennedy #dbd kate

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rosetintmyworld84 · 6 months

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I feels cheap, is the thing

So on the whole for OFMD season 2, episodes 1-5 were perfect, and episodes 6-8 felt rushed, and any plot points that weren't part of the Stede and Eddie show were seriously pushed to the wayside. Think about all the scenes featuring the rest of the crew, in moments that aren't about Ed and Stede in episodes 6, 7, and 8. They are incomplete. I think ultimately we can blame WB for that, since there are less episodes this season. But that finale should have been much longer.

***OFMD Season 2 Spoilers under the cut***

They were trying to go for an epic battle, and instead we got a handful of fight scenes, everyone running away, and Izzy being shot and dying almost as an after thought.

I'm not really going to get into whether or not he should have been killed (he really shouldn't, because killing a character off just after all the massive character development for their redemption is cheap and overused and I thought OFMD was better than that), but it should have had way more of an impact. On everyone. Not just Ed. Because that was kind of the whole point of Izzy's arc this season, moving beyond Ed and finding family and belonging with the rest of the crew. HE'S THE NEW FREAKIN UNICORN FOR GOD'S SAKES! They should be EFFECTED by his death. And his final words shouldn't be consoling Ed, and telling him that he has friends now. For that scene, it should have been Izzy being fatalist and maudlin (you're born alone, you die alone), and ED telling him he has family, that HE was loved. Even Stede seems kind of unbothered about Izzy dying. For all that "Ed, Stede, and Izzy's arcs are tied together" it sure seems like Izzy became an after thought.

But again, ultimately everything felt incredibly rushed, and because of that we get half a plot. Think back to season 1, where we had a full season long arc of Jim/Oluwande, where they were basically the basis of the B plots for almost the whole season, sort of being a mirror to the main romance. So far in season 2 we get Jim and Olu getting new love interests, kind of? There was the beginnings of relationship development through episode 5, and then it just kind of stopped. Because we kind of stopped spending any real amount of time with anyone that wasn't Ed and Stede. We don't get the deep dives into the rest of the crew. We don't get something like the growth of the Black Pete/Lucius relationship over multiple episodes, without it being forgotten or overwritten (literally the entire plot of Izzy's relationship with the crew of the Revenge and Stede). Frenchie and Jim, integral in the first 3 episodes are afterthoughts. Roach, Black Pete, and Wee John are barely in the episodes.

We get some moments, but they aren't connected to anything else happening. It is all planting and no payoff. It's Buttons becoming a seagull to just make a weird cameo at the end. It's Stede leaving piracy with Ed after NO conversation at all. It's the crew riding off with Zheng and Spanish Jackie, and WHO THE HELL IS CAPTAINING THIS SHIP? It's the Republic of Pirates still under occupation, because they didn't do the big damn hero thing.

And I get it, they weren't sure if they'd get a season 3 so they wanted everything wrapped up, but the plot suffers for it. It's an amputated story, where nothing feels earned, or completed. There was more narrative weight tot he death of Karl the seagull than Izzy Hands.

I mean why have him make the speech about belonging, if no one seems to care that he dies?

All of this to give more air time to Ed/Stede, and they still didn't really complete that either. Things I loved about the finale, the opening with Ed totally not knowing how to do any actual fishing work, parallel to episode 1 at Jackie's with the occupation, Zheng getting used to failing, Izzy being a legend, and badass montage. Just really wish they'd have actually done something with this episode other than looking kind of cool.

I wish the last 3 episodes had the time they needed to breath and be full episodes, but here we are.

Anyways, the great thing about fandom is ignoring canon when we want, or fixing it, so I'm going to need lots of fic filing in the grieving of the crew, and also seagull Buttons raising Izzy from the dead on my desk by next week.

#ofmd season 2 #ofmd #ofmd season 2 spoilers #our flag means death season 2 spoilers #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd spoilers #our flag means death spoilers #our flag means death s 2 spoilers

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papermint-airplane · 11 days

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😭👪🙈 for Rio - 🌌🙉💓 for Aiden - 💗🎵🔫 for Roman - Please? :)

Rio:

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

It's not easy to make Rio cry. She doesn't express her emotions outwardly very often. Well, not all of them, at least. Annoyance, yes, she expresses that one outwardly all the time, but everything else sort of gets bottled up inside her and channeled out through her hobbies. Rio probably hasn't cried since she was very young.

👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

It's no secret that Rio adores her big brother, Roman. They're all each other has had for years now. Rio was raised by her brother after their mom ran out on them. Rio was just a child, Roman was just a teenager, and neither one of them had any idea what to do now that they were on their own. They sort of had to make things up as they went along. As a result, their bond is diamond-strong and they trust each other implicitly.

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

Rio. loves. cute things. 😱 I know, shocker. She'd rather die than admit it, but if you somehow manage to get a glimpse at her notebook, you'll see lots of cute little doodles in the margins. Mostly unicorns and flowers. She loves unicorns and flowers. She even has one or two plushies that she still hangs onto despite insisting that she's too old for them. When she's sure nobody is looking, she'll plant a little smooch on their little fabric foreheads.

Aiden:

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

Oh God. Ok buckle the fuck up. When I was 18 and playing Sims 2, I discovered the Sims community for the first time. I wanted to create a Bachelor/Bachelorette-type...thing...challenge? I guess you could call it a challenge. Anyway, I wanted other members of the community to participate because there was a show called "Married by America" airing at the time and I liked the concept of live voting. So I had people vote on the forum each week to see who would get voted off. Aiden, in his Sims 2 form, was a contestant vying for the hand of the lovely Bachelorette. Except he wasn't there willingly. He was new to Earth and had somehow gotten swept up in this reality show. He was constantly having mental breakdowns because everything was so new and strange to him. He was there a while. People really like seeing this boy suffer.

The first thing I decided for him was his name. I named him Aiden because it kind of sounds like alien, and also the idea of a space version of Ireland existing made me laugh. I can't really explain that part. I was a weird kid. I forgot what his original last name was so when I recreated him in the Sims 3, I gave him the last name Ayy because of the alien "ayy lmao" meme. I thought it fit because, you know, alien but also that it's sort of ironic because the alien in the meme is a laid-back stoner and Aiden is anything but laid-back.

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

Anything his internal monologue tells him about himself. "You're a burden," "you make everything more difficult for the people around you," "people would be happier if you were gone." Hearing it from your own brain is one thing, but if anyone said that to him in real life? I don't think he could handle it.

💓 BEATING HEART - what gets their heart racing?

Aiden is a romantic at heart. He wants to be swept off his feet by the right Sim (any gender; Aiden is pan). You know those shoujo manga where the main character is walking with her senpai under a row of cherry trees as the blossoms flutter down around them? Aiden wants that. His little heart would just doki doki right out of his chest.

Roman:

💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they're in love?

Roman's a pretty big flirt so it's not immediately noticeable if he has a crush. It doesn't mean that he's a horndog, necessarily. He just really enjoys the back-and-forth banter of flirting, regardless of who it's with. It's when he's not flirting with someone that you start to think something is up. When he goes from suggestive innuendos to actual concrete displays of affection, you know he's got it bad.

🎵 MUSIC NOTE - what is their playlist like? their favourite artists? do you associate a particular song with them?

You know, it's funny, but I've never been the kind of person who creates playlists for my characters. I know a lot of people do, like my dear friend @happy-lemon makes these incredible playlists that somehow perfectly describe her characters, but I've never really been able to do that. There isn't any particular song that reminds me of Roman...however...

Ok this is weird. Stick with me.

When I'm writing Rogue Town, I usually have YouTube Music on in the background. I'll start with whatever song is in my head at the moment and then let the algorithm decide what plays next. Somehow, and I don't know how, it always ends up looping back to Hotel California. I don't know why. I'll be listening to Kpop and it ends up on Hotel California. I'll be listening to 80s funk and it ends up on Hotel California. I'll be listening to early 00s Nu Metal AND IT ENDS UP ON FUCKING HOTEL CALIFORNIA!!!!!!!!!! I guess you could say it's one of those songs you can check out any time you like but you can never leave. 🙄

So, while the lyrics don't fit Roman or his situation at all, I guess I'll always associate Hotel California with him.

🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

Roman is the most trusting guy you'll ever meet. Until he isn't. He'll let you come into his home, sleep in his bed, eat his food, wear his clothes, and act like you're part of the family...until you do something to hurt his sister. Then all bets are off. If you're willing to hurt someone who is, in his eyes, an innocent child, you are no longer trustworthy. Until then? You can do whatever you want to him and he'll still naively believe you didn't mean it and keep you in his life. Is that trust? Or is that something else? It's hard to tell with him. But yeah, he's been backstabbed before. That remains to be examined in the narrative. Whenever I get to it.

#ask #answer #oc development #tangentially sims related #sorry it took me so long to answer this #it's not (just) because i'm having a creative breakdown #i literally lost this in my inbox #like how does that even happen

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Why Ghost had let himself dragged out camping in a little copse of a forest next to a loch during his leave couldn't be explained in any way that wouldn't deeply embarrass him. Soap had asked, casually, and he'd almost tripped over himself to agree. Because even after being shot down so ridiculously during the one night they'd managed to stumble into bed together, he was still having those damn feelings. And he'd do anything if Soap asked.

Right now, Soap was asking him to set up their tent—one tent for them both and it was too warm to sleep inside sleeping bags, Ghost's treacherous mind pointed out—while Soap was cooking them dinner over a small wood stove. They'd roast marshmallows on it later, Soap had promised. The whole trip was ranking pretty high on the enjoyable side of torture in Ghost's opinion.

Soap was still treating like a friend—and sometimes more, even if it made both of them unable to act normal every time.

"Gonna see if ah can find some pinecones to get this fire goin'," Soap suddenly announced. Ghost grunted in response. Civilian tents were harder to figure out than the ones he was used to.

Strange noises could be heard from the trees. It almost sounded like hoofbeats. The birds had gotten livelier. The leaves and needles around them whispered in the wind. Ghost hammered the last stake into the ground and looked up.

When he turned around, he was face to face with a white horse. With a single horn. A white unicorn. A real one. Breathing its hot breath on his face.

"But. I'm no virgin," he found himself telling the creature. "I've had plenty of sex." Against my will, but still.

As if it heard his thoughts, it nuzzled its muzzle against his cheek. It was a clear gesture of comfort. Ghost found himself reaching up to pet it as he leaned into its soft skin.

A gasp behind him made the unicorn raise its head for a moment. It settled again. Didn't even stir when Soap approached them, allowed him to pet it as well.

Then, as suddenly as it'd come, it left again.

"Wha-"

"Wow. We actually met one, LT."

"...I guess?"

Soap's smile turned sly. "So. Yer a virgin yerself?"

"Fuck off." Ghost punched him in the shoulder. "Only in the unicorn's mind."

PLEASE IM GONNA SOB GHOAP + UNICORN I—

#“only in the unicorn’s mind” IM A WRECK DONT LOOK AT MEEEE #ghostsoap #I treasure this #asks

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the-guilty-writer · 1 year

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Rossi-Reid Birthday Headcanons

So I completely forgot that this was in my requests and I am so sorry. Please bother me next time. My memory is truly horrible.

There will be a full fic about this sometime, but as of right now here are some headcanons for you!

CW: alcohol and drinking, food and eating

Rossi LOVES to spoil pamper his daughter. He was totally the type of dad that threw their kid amazing birthday parties when they turned 1, 2, and 3 even though their kid wouldn't remember a thing.

And for RR the tradition of having the party mean more than the presents really stuck. He'd always get her something that she really wanted, but for the most part the attention was on the party.

When she was little she was super appreciative of the bouncy house and pretty decorations and two tier cake in her favorite color.

If she ever wanted a themed party, Rossi would go all out. You want a unicorn party? He will get an actual unicorn that does pony rides. Zoo theme? Forget the petting zoo- he rents out part of the real zoo. The beach? If any dad could figure out a way to bring the ocean to his daughter, he would.

Rossi-Reid always did admire her dad so at some point she had a mystery themed party and the entire BAU came for it to make it like "real life".

Gideon had to play the bad guy and there was a betryal plot line.

In middle school when girls parties get competitive, none of the other parents even try to beat RR after the first year. And it's not even a petty competitive thing for her- it's just what her family does.

And elaborate doesn't always mean big- you could have as many or as few guests as you wanted.

Rossi did probably have to miss a year because of a case, but he made sure that someone (even if he had to call in a relative from Italy or do someone's paperwork for a month) was there to make sure the party went smoothly.

By the time high school rolls around, RR is known to have a super incredible party reputation. Her 15th is the talk of the school for a week and everyone cannot wait to see what she does for her Sweet 16.

The Sweet 16 changes everything.

People are talking about it way before it happens. They're gossiping about what amazing venue and cake maker and DJ that she'd probably got lined up.

And people ask her about it constantly.

"My birthday isn't for another five months." "Yeah, but surely you have something planned, right?"

People literally start befriending her just for the chance to get invited.

It's causing her way more stress than excitement. So when Rossi finally brings it up...

"Your Sweet 16 is coming up." "Dad, about that... I don't think I want a party this year."

He's a little schocked at first, but she's thought this through and he understands.

So for RR's 16th, he takes a week off work and they go on a father-daughter trip to whatever destination she (or you, technically) wanted to go, and at home there's a dinner party with some of her closest friends.

Hotch and Haley were there.

From then on, it was a dinner party, or an outing, or something fun with just her closest friends.

Her 21st birthday should be a big deal- night out on the town doing shots and going wild- but she comes from a family that drinks wine like it's water and her dad has been letting her drink (an age appropriate amount) since she was around 16 so she really doesn't see it as a big deal.

Besides, by the time she's 21, Rossi is a bestselling author and millionare so if anything they probably do a father-daughter trip again. She probably does one of those wine and cheese painting nights with her friends as her "party" if she wants one.

Even though she grew up with elaborate parties, RR is not the kind of girl to make a big deal out of her birthday. She doesn't hate it, but she doesn't expect people to remember or do anything for her.

Spencer- in typical Spencer fashion- is freaking out about it though.

Hotch helps him plan something.

So her first birthday after she joined the BAU is filled with the older agents coming by her desk to tell her Happy Birthday. Some of them probably make jokes about the parties from when she was little and lots of them saying things like "wow, that makes me feel old".

Gideon probably has a small crisis in his office because how in the world did that innocent baby become one of his most promising young agents like did time really move that fast?

Really though, that is all she expected for the day.

So when Hotch puts a box down on her desk at the end of the day she is truly confused.

And she opens it to find a note with an address and a time from Spencer, who managed to sneak out of work without her noticing (with help from Hotch, of course), she is truly suprised.

RR has always had a hand in her parties since she was little.

So she's never had a suprise on her birthday.

Of course, Spencer found the most adorable little Italian resturant to take her to.

It's nothing fancy but the food is to die for.

And it became their tradition.

As long as they aren't on a case, Spencer leaves work early and RR gets a box with a note inside that gives her a time and location.

Every year it's a new hidden gem... a new suprise.

#criminal minds headcanons #spencer reid headcanons #criminal minds #david rossi #rossi x daughter!reader #david rossi x daughter!reader #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds x platonic!reader #criminal minds x daughter!reader #the rossi reid

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