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x-heesy · 2 years

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𝗬𝝝𝗨 𝗦𝗛𝝝𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗡𝝝𝗧 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟, 𝗠𝗙𝗭 🖕🏽🤌🏾

𝗚𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗣𝗜𝗦𝗦 𝝠 𝗖𝗛𝝠𝗡𝗖𝗘 / 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝝠𝗟𝗟 𝗣𝝝𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗖𝝠𝗡𝗦 /𝗠𝗙 𝗣𝗘𝝠𝗖𝗘 / 𝗗𝝝𝗡’𝗧 𝗕𝗘 𝗦 𝗗𝗜𝗖𝗞 /𝗜𝗠𝝠𝗟𝗥𝗘𝝠𝗗𝗬𝝠𝗚𝝠𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗪𝝠𝗥 / 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙 𝗬𝝝𝗨, 𝗬𝝝𝗨 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙𝗜𝗡 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙 / 𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗞𝗦𝝠𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗗𝗘𝝠𝗗 /𝗟𝝝𝗩𝗘 & 𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗟𝝝𝗩𝗘 / 𝗟𝗜𝗩𝗘 & 𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗟𝗜𝗩𝗘 / 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦𝝠𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗕𝗜𝗚𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 / 𝗞𝗘𝗘𝗣 𝗜𝗧 𝗦𝗜𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗞𝗘𝗘𝗣 𝗜𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝝠𝗟 / 𝗡𝝝 𝗚𝝝𝗗𝗦 𝗡𝝝 𝗠𝝠𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 / 𝗜𝗧’𝗦 𝝠 𝗧𝗥𝝠𝗣 / 𝗕𝗥𝗘𝝠𝗞 𝗙𝗥𝗘𝗘 / 𝗩𝗘𝗧𝝝 / 𝗘𝗘𝗞 𝗣𝗘𝝝𝗣𝗟𝗘 / 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝝝𝗡 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 / 𝗛𝝝𝝝𝗗𝗜𝗘 𝗠𝝝𝝝𝗗𝗬 / 𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗦𝗧 / 𝗖𝗛𝝝𝝝𝗦𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗟𝗬 / 𝗪𝗘𝗜𝗥𝗗 𝗜𝗦 𝝠 𝗖𝝝𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 / 𝗣𝗛𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗜𝗧 𝟰 𝗣𝗛𝗨𝗡 / 𝗪𝗛𝝝 𝗪𝝠𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝝠𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗦!? /𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗜𝝝𝗡𝗜𝗦𝝠𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧𝝠𝗟𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦 / 𝗦𝗠𝝠𝗦𝗛𝗣𝝠𝗧𝗥𝗜𝝠𝗥𝗖𝗛𝗬 / 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗬 𝝠𝗦𝗦 ‼️ / 𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝝝𝗥 𝗗𝗜𝗘 / 𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 & 𝗖𝗥𝗬 / 𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗠𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘 𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗚𝗬𝗦𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥𝗭 𝗡𝝝𝗧 𝗪𝗘��(𝗟) 𝗖𝗨𝗠 / 𝗜𝗧’𝗦 𝝠 𝗧𝗥𝝠𝗣 / 𝗕𝗥𝗘𝝠𝗞 𝗙𝗥𝗘𝗘 / 𝗩𝗘𝗧𝝝

#xheesy #glitchmylife #glitchmafia #artsyfartsy #artfuckery #expressyouself #iphoneart #popart @derflaneur 🤘🥃👈🏽#appforthat #punksarentdead #newcontemporary #worldoffmusicon #trallala #Digitaloriginal #travelingwithoutmoving#streetart #streetarteverywhere #streetartaddicted #streetartlover #streetartist #streetartphotography #streetartistry #streetartlovers #streetartglobe #streetartdaily #streetartphoto #streetartworldwide #streetartgraffiti #streetartnews #streetartandgraffiti #streetartlove #streetarteverywere #streetartists #streetart_daily #streetarthunter #streetart_addiction #streetartporn

Killing In the Name by Rage Against The Machine 🎧

F- you, I won't do what you tell me

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amandashaped · 2 years

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“Sock it to me, Sakamoto!” Well, I broke my desk today. But also did a draw, so there’s that lol.

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verminprincess · 1 year

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#ladies and gentlemen the fabulous stains #the fabulous stains #caroline coon #punk #costume design #80s movies #the clash #the sex pistols #80s #vintage #vintage fashion

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ozkar-krapo · 3 months

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Robert FRIPP & The LEAGUE OF GENTLEMEN

"God save the King"

(LP. Editions EG. 1985 / rec. 1979-83) [GB]

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#robert fripp #league of gentlemen #1979 #uk #new wave #art rock #post punk #barry andrews #records #Youtube

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demonspeeding666 · 1 year

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Ladies and gentlemen, the Fabulous Stains (1982)

#ladies and gentlemen the fabulous stains #punk movies #corinne burns #diane lane #1982 movies #musical movies #drama film

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spilladabalia · 1 year

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Japan - Gentlemen Take Polaroids

#japan #david sylvian #mick karn #richard barbieri #steve jansen #rob dean #new wave #post punk #art pop #synthpop #gentlemen take polaroids #1980 #Youtube

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schlock-luster-video · 2 years

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On August 23, 1985 Ladies and Gentlemen, The Fabulous Stains was screened at The Theater of the Living Arts in Philadelphia.

Here's some new art to mark the occasion!

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joncronshawauthor · 1 month

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🧟‍♂️ New Episodes & Exciting Reads | Author Diary - April 26, 2024 📚🎬

🧟‍♂️ “Punks Versus Zombies” Updates I’ve added two new episodes to the “Punks Versus Zombies” series. To make it even more accessible, I’ve uploaded a compilation of the audio versions of episodes 17-24 on YouTube. This format brings a new dimension to the storytelling experience, and I hope you enjoy it! 📖 New Short Story Release I’m excited to share a new short story, “Siren’s Song,” a…

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#audio episodes on YouTube #author diary #book reviews #Creative writing #Fallout TV series #Fantasy Novels #fantasy series #free online reading #joncronshawauthor.com #Punks Versus Zombies #Ravenglass Legends #River Mage #Robin Hobb #Shaman&039;s Crossing #short story prequel #Siren&039;s Song #The Gentlemen Guy Ritchie #TV series reviews #video game adaptations

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grungeincluded · 6 months

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Gothic Country, Gothic Americana, Southern Gothic or simply The Denver Sound is ‘‘dark, plainspoken and often morose. Sometimes it’s morbid, yet it’s also often uplifting – and always thoughtful’’(Baca, 2006). You can hear this in the music of Jay Munly, Slim Cessna’s Auto Club, Denver Gentlemen, 16 Horsepower, Kalamath Brothers and others.

Gothic Country is a mix of bluegrass, gospel and rock, full of traditional Appalachian instrumentation. Matt Fletcher the creator of South Park Music Festival concludes that American Gothic has been attempted all over the country, but when he moved to Denver he ‘‘finally saw it perfected’’. He truly believes ‘‘that Denver’s American Gothic scene is to Americana and alt-country what Omaha is to indie rock’’(Baca, 2006).

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savage-kult-of-gorthaur · 9 months

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THE "SAVAGE KULT" SEPTEMBER KOLLECTION ROLLS ON -- #20 IS NEARLY WITHIN GRASP!

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on Tumblr cover photo set #19 in my long list of carefully selected and/or curated Tumblr profile cover photos. Yeah, I know it sounds pretentious, but it's also kool and really fun to do! The Big 2-0 will be on its way soon!

Featuring the following: a panel from "1963: The Tomorrow Syndicate" Vol. 1, depicting the Presidential faces of Mount Rushmore as their secret headquarters, a live shot of the late, great Sakevi Yokoyama of the Japanese hardcore/metal punk band G.I.S.M., Hippolyta on her death mount from "Wonder Woman Historia" Vol. 1, Pets Wilson as Mina Harker in 2003's "The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen," Boston hardcore punk band GANGGGREEN as a teenage power trio, a panel of Ben Grimm, a.k.a., the Thing, illustrated by Geoff Senior, CRASS' "Bloody Revolutions" poster design by Gee Vaucher, & more!

Sources: Last.FM, Picuki, Read Comic Online, Pinterest, Polygon, Crass a history (wordpress), Marvel Database, various, etc...

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turnipoddity · 2 months

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Do you have an interpretation of what Adams feminist vegan punk ex girlfriend looked like? That line from the movie always intrigued me!

ladies and gentlemen… her ❤️

#AJDHSKDJKDKD #i know she’s living her best life rn #saw #asks #myart #from her to lawrence… adam is quite insane #again living my dreams

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konigenblobbity · 11 months

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Heartthrob to Heartbreaker

Hobie Brown x Civilian!F!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, slight angst, established relationship, hidden identity, slight stalking, pinning to bed, neck kisses

Summary: Hobie and you have been dating for 10 months but you haven’t met his second identity, and so when he begins to follow you around, and gift you flowers as Spider-Punk, you can’t help but be creeped out. At one point he gets a bit too close, forgetting that, to you, he was a stranger, causing you to panic when a media article paints you two as a couple… you worry what Hobie thinks

A/n: Inspired this work by @tenaciousduckpoetry. Specifically their idea of:

“Flirtatious! Hobie who shamelessly flirts with you as Spider-Punk to the point where news articles are written about spider-punks mystery s/o”.

Enjoy meine Lieben!

You and Hobie had been dating for roughly 10 months, although he didn’t like labels he found his ways of making it clear that he still saw you as his girlfriend, and loved being your boyfriend. You’d spend most nights at his place, cuddled up in his arms while watching a movie, or lying on his lap reading a book while he played his guitar.

You loved spending all the time you could with your boyfriend, preferring to be in his home over anywhere else. Especially since recently you’ve been catching the attention of your city’s spider-punk. He’d often ‘bump into you’ during his missions, accidentally pay for your daily coffee before you even get to the cafe, you’d even catch him watching you through your windows when you were at work.

You tense when you hear a soft tap on your window, seeing as you were on the 10th story you knew exactly who it was. You turn your head and see a familiar face, hanging in a spiderweb hammock, with his head in his hands and looking at you.

You stand up and sigh, walking to the window and looking at him unimpressed. He just gives you an exaggerated wink and watches you, the soft roundness of the eyes of his mask, and the way they look into your own coming across as affectionate. As if he was looking at you in adoration.

You reach for the chain of the blind, closing it on his face. You can hear a soft huff from behind the glass, watching his shadow disappear from behind the blind. You smile and go to sit back down at your desk, hoping to get back to work.

Throughout the rest of the day you spot the spikes of his mask poking over windowsills, or can see remnants of his webs on the pillars outside the building. You try to ignore all of it and just focus on your work, seeing as it was an important project due in a few days.

When you finally leave the office the receptionist stops you, calling you over. “Mrs! Before you head out, someone dropped these off” you give her a look of confusion but she then holds up a bouquet of flowers, a variety of wildflowers, not one of them looking identical to another.

You couldn’t help but immediately think of Hobie, knowing he’d give you something so inconsistent. You give her a smile and grab the bouquet, admiring it. She then adds “The rather tall gentlemen looked quite similar to our spider-punk” she winks at you and you blush, your smile dropping at the reveal that it wasn’t from Hobie.

“O-oh?” You say and she just nods. You press your lips into a fine line, but then smile at her before leaving. “Thank you Julie” she smiles and then has you chuckling softly as she adds “Of course, more than happy to deliver your secret admirer’s gifts”

You walk out of the building, looking around. So sure you would see him on the walls of the building, or hanging off a street lamp. But he wasn’t there, you let out a sigh of relief and begin to walk to Hobie’s place.

You relaxed the more time that passed without seeing Spider-Punk. On the way home you pass by a restaurant with empty vases on the outdoor tables. You pop your head in and get permission from the owner to put the flowers in the vases.

You spend a few minutes separating the flowers into groups and placing them in the vases. You then let out a sigh, dusting your hands and walking off. You didn’t want to come home with flowers from a stranger, especially when you were going to your boyfriend’s apartment.

When you’re roughly 10 minutes away from Hobie’s place, you hear footsteps behind you, they’re quiet but get closer to you. Just when you turn your head to see who it was, Spider-Punk moves to stand in front of you. The shock of him being so close causes you to step back, pressing your body against the brick wall of a building.

His face is an inch from yours, causing you to blush a deep red as your eyes go wide. “Hey love” he says and you swear his tone was eerily familiar… but you brush it off and decide to focus on getting back to Hobie. “H-hi… sorry but I need to go.” You go to walk off but he places a hand on the wall, leaning over you, simultaneously blocking your path.

“Oh yeah?” He says and tilts his head, you watch as he eyes you up and down and your unease turns to anger and irritation. The way this stranger was looking at you had you uncomfortable. “Yeah. To my boyfriend” your tone was stern, and your expression dropped to indifference.

He lets out a chuckle which vibrates through your body, it felt teasing, almost mocking. He leans in closer, tilting his head slightly to whisper in your ear. “Boyfriend? Hm isn’t he a lucky man?” The way his breathe tickles the sensitive part of your neck through his mask had you blushing again. You place your hands against the wall behind you, trying to ground yourself.

Before you could respond there’s a flash sound next to you, turning your head you notice a few people having spotted the scene and taking photos. The flash coming from a paparazzi. Once you spot them you can hear a soft scoff leave Spider-Punk as he pulls back from your neck, turning to look at the paparazzi as well.

It’s then that a few people run up to the two of you, asking… no, shouting their questions at you and Spider Punk. Ranging from “Care to comment on your relationship?!” to “Spider-Punk, who’s this little bird?” You stand there, frozen in place, all the attention having you like a deer in headlights.

It’s when Spider-Punk leans towards the paparazzi and says “Well… this here is my little bird” that the people start shouting more questions, getting louder, but you ignore it as you look at the Spider with a incredulous expression. You scoff and then lean forward, so you’re talking directly into his ear “I’m not your bird. I’m taken asshole”

He turns his head towards you, and you swear you can sense a smirk under his mask, you just scowl at him and then shove him off you. It earns a few ‘ooo’s and you then stomp off, brows still furrowed as you continue to make your way to Hobie’s apartment.

Just as you’re around the corner from his place, your phone begins to buzz. You assume it’s a message from Hobie, asking where you are, but instead it’s from a friend. A, seemingly, hastily typed message in all caps, with an attached link.

You open the message and you stop in your tracks as you read it. ‘OMG I LOVE HOBIE BUT I DIDNT KNOW HE WAS AN OPTION?!?’ You open the link quickly, it led you to an article. You read the headline with shaking hands, causing the phone to shake as well… it caused your breath to catch in your throat.

‘Heartthrob turns to Heartbreaker; Spider-Punk spotted with Secret Sweetheart!’ You then see the photo of you and Spider-Punk from a few minutes ago. You notice how it was front page news, as you look at more news websites, and just see that photo and over again. Then reading how they quoted him calling you ‘His little bird’.

Your mind immediately thinks of Hobie… what was he thinking seeing this? You then start sprinting, your heart beat quickening as you get closer to Hobie’s apartment. You finally reach it, running up the stairs and going to open the door, fumbling with your keys from your nerves before finally getting it in the lock.

You swing the door open and throw off your shoes, running into his bedroom and spotting him lying on the bed. When you run in, breathing heavily, his eyes focus on you, placing his phone on the bed and standing up. “Oi, love what’s wrong? You alright?” He walks up to you, placing his hands on your shoulders.

You look at his phone on the bed and see he had the article open, you then can’t help as your eyes well up. You grab his hands in yours, holding them in front of you as you begin to ramble, trying to explain what happened, your breathing turning shaky.

“Hobie listen it’s not what it looks like! I-I don’t know him, I don’t know why he’s so obsessed with me! I swear I didn’t know he was going to do that… he was just following me after work! I swear Hobie!” Your words begin to break, soft sobs leaving you as you feel a few tears slide down your cheeks, blazing a trail for more to follow.

Your hands were shaking, you were looking into Hobie’s eyes, desperately trying to find whether he was angry, or felt betrayed, or wanted to break up with you. The thought of losing him because of some stranger had your mind reeling “please… you have to believe me” your voice getting weaker, more quiet.

Hobie’s face drops, turning serious, and appearing guilty. “Aw love… come’ere” he lets go of your hands, wrapping his arms around your body, pulling you tightly against his chest. “I believe you…” he rubs your back comfortingly, kissing your head as you begin to cry harder.

You close your eyes, crying into his chest, wrapping your arms around his torso, feeling safe in your boyfriend’s chest. “Take deep breaths for me yeah?” His voice was soft, trying to calm you with his words. You nod softly and then start to take deep breathes, feeling your heartbeat finally slow.

“There… that’s a good girl.” He had a soft smile on his face, looking down at you as if you were the most delicate but precious thing in the whole world. Once you’ve calmed down a bit, you pull your face out of his chest and look up at him. “Y-you’re not mad? You don’t want to break up with me?” Your questions left him speechless for a moment, his brows furrowing.

“God no love, I would never do something so daft” he brings a hand to your face, tucking a few stray hairs behind your ear with a smile. “B-but the article?” You go to say but he silences you with a soft kiss to the corner of your lips. He then pulls away and guides you to sit on the bed.

“Stay here. Lemme show you something.” You nod as you watch him step out of the room, when he comes back… well, he doesn’t come back. Instead Spider-Punk enters the room. Your eyes widen and you scoot back on the bed a little. “Hobie?!” You call out, trying to look behind the masked man.

He then raises his hands in the air “s’alright love…” you look back at him as he takes off his mask. Revealing the devilishly handsome man that is your boyfriend. Face piercings, naturally half-lidded eyes, signature smirk… the whole nine yards.

You sit up and then stand up off the bed. You raise a hand, placing it on his cheek, your eyes looking him up and down. “Y-you’re… Spider-Punk?” He nods his head, softly grasping your hand in his, turning his head to kiss your palm gently. “What’d I say eh? You’re my little bird” you feel relief rush through your body at his words.

After a bit, you began to feel slight agitation, pulling your hand away from his face and hitting his chest lightly. “You scared the hell out of me! I really thought some stranger was obsessed with me!” He chuckles when you hit him again, catching your wrists with his hands and pulling you against him again.

“Luckily… now you know it was just your boyfriend who’s obsessed with you” you froze slightly at his words, having never explicitly said he was your boyfriend. It made you blush slightly and he smiled, leaning down and kissing you softly. You melt against his plush lips, feeling how they seemed to mold with yours.

After a bit he pulls away and then furrows his eyebrows, “Where’d ya put my flowers?” You widen your eyes and give an awkward chuckle. “Well… in my defense. I didn’t know they were from you” at that he pulls away slightly, feigning a shocked expression. Clutching his chest with a hand, while putting on an exaggerated frown.

“You got rid of em? You cheeky girl!” He then lifts you up by your waist, throwing you onto his bed. You let out a soft yelp but chuckle as he climbs over you. Grabbing your wrists and pinning them above you on the bed. “I can’t believe you” he pouts and you can’t help but smile.

You scoff and then teasingly retort back “I can’t believe you thought it’d be a good idea to flirt and stalk me as Spider-Punk” He shrugs, smiling down at you. “To be fair… I thought you’da recognized me. The guitar, the voice, the way I knew you’re sensitive right… here” he leans into your neck, softly blowing on the same spot Spider-Punk - well… Hobie - did earlier. You softly shiver and he begins to kiss at your neck, you can feel the smirk on his lips.

“Now that my secrets out… I’d love to show ya all that Spider-Punk has t’offer”

#konigenblobbity #fanfiction #hobie across the spiderverse #hobie atsv #Hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse fanfic

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kleftiko · 1 year

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Hi! Idk if your request is opened or not but if it is, I'd like to request a headcanon for Knb if that's alright?

My request is : How would GOM + Kagami react when their s/o walk in on them taking a shower naked and just casually invite themselves taking a shower with the boys?

❦ SHOWER TIME

cw: this is fluff, but language and nudity [ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP]

—kuroko

in a strange turn of events, you end up startling your boyfriend. the bathroom door is slightly open, the sound of running water and slight humming floats through the apartment. you decide that you should probably get clean too as you step into the steamy room. tetsuya doesn’t hear you undressing, or stepping into the shower. it’s only when your cold hands wrap around his waist that he shrieks and spins around—nearly slipping—eyes wide and startled for a split second until he realizes it’s you. then his expression falls into his signature calm smile.

“hi, sweetheart.”

—kagami

you go in the bathroom to pee, and as soon as you make a noise, taiga peers around the curtain with a judgemental look.

“what are you doing?” he asks, shampoo comically in his hair.

you blink. “using the bathroom.”

he sends you a stink eye before closing the curtains and going back to what he was doing. you know he likes his alone time in the shower, but the apartment only had one bathroom, and you like to annoy him (with love). so when you strip down and attempt to join him in the shower you need to wrestle the curtain away from him because he’s using it to cover himself lol.

—murasakibara

he likes when you sit in the bathroom while he showers. you can tell him about your day and he can poke his head out for you to feed him a little snack. it’s not often that you shower with him because the logistics of the shower head and the height difference was always a hassle. until you renovated your shower to a ceiling head, now when he’s finished his himemaru, you can just join him under the water and he can pull you close and prevent you from moving cause “you’re so cute and cuddly, y/n-chin.”

and you stay like that until your body feels like two different temperatures.

—aomine

you enter the bathroom.

“fuck, daiki, it stinks in here.”

“i had to shit, you’re the one that interrupted my shower.”

despite that, you strip down and pull the curtain dramatically to announce that you intend to join him. and this motherfucker is under the water, head tilted back to rinse out his shampoo, eyes looking down at you with a smirk as he says, “just can’t get enough of me, huh?”

so turn the water to cold so he shrieks :)

bonus fem!reader: soapy tits are his weakness. if you ever want anything from him, hop in the shower and ask lol his eyes don’t leave your chest but he’s nodding along to whatever you’re saying. you could ask for a yacht and he’d agree

—kise

doesn’t want to shower without you tbh. he’s usually inviting you to join him, but not in a sexual way. he’s one of those people who blasts music while in the bathroom and likes to perform concerts, so he needs his back up singer. he’ll shampoo his hair into spikes and start screaming punk, it’s your responsibility to play air guitar and ad lib. on the rare occasions that he’s showering by himself and you decide to join him halfway through, his smile is wide, and his introduction goes, “ladies and gentlemen, my backup guitarists!”

—akashi

literally love him. if you open the bathroom door while he’s showering he assumes something is wrong.

“darling? are you alright?” his soft voice just makes you melt, but you assure him that you just want to join him. and he is delighted! in fact, he proposes a bath after you two wash up. he loves having you between his legs, back against his chest while you’re surrounded by bubbles. he’s one of those people that loves non sexual intimacy, so if you turn around and give him a bubble beard, he’ll just watch you with hearts in his eyes.

—midorima

locks the door so you can’t get in. if you’re persistent—knocking, calling his name, etc.—he’ll step out of the shower, towel around his waist, and open the door with an annoyed scowl. you just smile sweetly and hop under the running water. he’s muttering under his breathe at how much of a handful you are, but he’s washing your body carefully and making sure soap doesn’t get in your eyes <3

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writemekpop · 1 year

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Double Life | Lee Jeno

Summary: You’re thinking of ending things with your boring boyfriend Jeno – when he confesses that he has a surprising secret life.

Genre: No jam Jeno, he's kinda dumb but he cute, established relationship AU

Word Count: 1.3k

“Okay, okay, Spongebob or Patrick – who would win in a fight?”

Jeno was speaking so animatedly that his dark wavy hair flopped up and down.

“I don’t know, Jeno,” you sighed, walking through the supermarket aisle.

Once again, you wished your boyfriend was… different. Less nerdy. You wished he helped you with the chores, rather than sneaking Froot Loops into the trolley. You kept planning to break up with him… you just never got round to it.

Just then, you heard a gunshot. Your muscles turned to jelly. It had to be a store robbery!

Suddenly, Jeno grabbed your hand and pulled you into a nearby janitor’s closet.

Your bodies were pressed against each other in the dim light. The firm muscle of Jeno’s chest pressed against yours. You’d never noticed how toned he was. You felt heat rush to your face.

“Listen to me, Y/n,” Jeno’s voice was deep, confident… sexy. You’d never heard him talk in this way before.

“What?” you said, heart racing.

“I’m – a secret agent.” Jeno said. “US government.” You blinked. “Sorry?”

“Clandestine operative?”

You frowned.

“Black ops?”

You shook your head.

Jeno huffed impatiently. “Y/n, I’m trying to tell you that I’m a… spy.”

Despite your fear, you laughed. “Jeno! Stop messing around.”

Jeno sighed, running his hand through his hair. “I figured I had to tell you the truth. You’re about to see me use seven different kinds of martial arts.”

A thrill ran through you. Was Jeno – a guy who couldn’t kill a spider on his own – putting his life at risk for the nation?

You heard footsteps approaching the door. Jeno began unbuttoning his shirt. “Now, I don’t mean to surprise you, but I have an idea.”

You nodded, unable to believe your passive boyfriend was finally taking charge.

Just as the door was flung open, Jeno – now shirtless – pulled you into his arms and kissed you with a passion that took your breath away.

There was nothing gentle about this kiss – Jeno pushed your back against the cool concrete, bunching your shirt in his fists. You shivered at the feeling of his warm, wet tongue in your mouth.

“Are you hiding in-“ a voice barked, then fell silent, before suddenly shutting the door again.

You burst out laughing, trying to hush your giggles against Jeno’s neck. He was chuckling, too. “I had a feeling that might surprise him,” Jeno said.

You looked away, suddenly conscious of Jeno’s nakedness. Even though he was your boyfriend, he felt like a stranger today.

Jeno’s hand brushed a stray hair out of your face. “It’s okay. You can look.”

You slowly turned your face, taking in the smooth ripples of Jeno’s tanned stomach, the faint trail of dark hair winding down it. You realised you hadn’t seen Jeno naked in over a year, maybe.

Your heart was heavy. Jeno’s career, Jeno’s body, Jeno’s life – you knew nothing about any of them. It felt like he wasn’t your boyfriend at all.

Jeno’s eyes refused to leave yours. “Everything I do, Y/n – I do it for you. To build a world where we don’t have to be afraid anymore.”

You clutched Jeno’s hand. “Let’s get out of this place before someone comes looking.”

You both crept out into the supermarket aisle… when you were confronted by a masked man holding a gun. “Hey!” he yelled. “We missed one of ‘em!”

“I’m sorry, does this supermarket belong to you?” Jeno boomed.

You were so shocked you couldn’t breathe.

Laughing, the man called two of his friends over. “Check out this punk!”

The man shoved Jeno’s shoulder. Jeno stared right back at him, towering over him, his face like stone.

The man’s voice darkened. “This guy’s got a death wish.”

Jeno reached for his back pocket. All three of the guys took a step back. “Now, gentlemen” Jeno said, “I don’t want to use this, but if you try anything, I will.”

Relief trickled down your body.

Until one of the guys at the back said, “I call your bluff. He ain’t got no gun!”

The others, realising that this was true, glared at Jeno.

“Beat him up or something!” you hissed at Jeno, who was still frozen. “Use your – karate or whatever!”

But Jeno just raised his hands above his head. He was shaking.

“I… can’t,” he breathed.

“What do you mean? Use your spy training,” you said. “Don’t give up now!”

Jeno turned to you. His face was deathly pale. “No – I literally can’t.”

Fear enclosed you, like barbed wire around your throat. “What do you mean you can’t?”

A tear slipped down Jeno’s cheek. “I’m not actually a spy, Y/n. I don’t know a single martial art, I’m not trained in anything… heck, I’ve never even left the state!”

“You… lied to me?” you said. Of course. You couldn’t believe you had fallen for it. The weight of your anger surprised even you.

“I just - wanted you to see me – as more than your dorky boyfriend from high school.” Jeno said quietly. “And now I’ve put us in danger…”

“Shut up,” you snapped.

Raising one hand above your head in surrender, you grabbed Jeno’s shirt and started slowly pulling him backwards. “I’m so sorry.” you called. “We didn’t mean it. I promise – we’ll leave you alone.”

The masked men were not backing off. Sweat dripped down your top lip.

You pulled off the gold birth chain on your neck. It clattered on the floor. “It’s real,” you called. “We’ll run out of the store and not look back, okay?”

“You run right out…” the man said.

“Right out,” you whispered.

Turning, you pulled Jeno by the hand and ran out of the supermarket. True to your promise, you did not look back.

You kept running till you got to your car, then drove right home. Despite showering and eating a hot meal, you and Jeno were still on a knife edge.

Jeno sat down beside you on the bed. He touched your arm, but you pulled it away.

“I’m sorry, darling. I don’t know why I did that,” Jeno said, sniffing.

You touched your bare neck, staring blankly at the wall. “I’ve had that necklace since I was born.”

Jeno wrapped his strong arms around you and buried his head in your chest. “Please forgive me!” Jeno begged, his voice muffled against your shirt.

You pushed him off. “Jeno… I need some time to think.”

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One week later…

You and Jeno were nestled together under a blanket watching Netflix. The shock had worn off, and now you missed your boyfriend.

“I’m so sorry, Y/n,” Jeno said for the thousandth time. “I’m know I’m not some – hero. I’m an idiot.”

“That was such a dumb thing to do,” you snapped. “I can’t believe you lied to me!”

Jeno flinched.

“But…” you continued, urging yourself to relax. “You’re not an idiot. And I’m sorry that I treat you that way.” You hugged Jeno as tight as you could, pressing your face into his shoulder. “You’re wonderful, Jeno. You’re creative, and funny, and sweet… I don’t want a spy. I want you.”

Jeno kissed your neck, making you shiver. “I want you, too,” he murmured.

“There is one thing that’s been on my mind, though,” you said, pulling away.

Jeno’s eyes widened. “What?”

“When did you get abs?” you said, lifting Jeno’s shirt and pressing kisses to his stomach.

Jeno’s face darkened. “Um… I guess… I’ve been working out."

You frowned. “Well, agent, your first mission is to get that shirt off. I need all night to explore this new development.”

He grinned. “Jeno to the rescue…”

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 11 days

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I see you have your requests open. Maybe something about reader getting majorly injured? Like car accident or something. And the boyfriend Eddie hearing about it?

Request by @mugloversonly 💌💞

Eddie found out about your accident in the middle of Hellfire. The club was knee deep in the current campaign, he has thrown himself into it since you had been gone for two days at a cheer competition.

He never expected that the first time he would fall in love (after many cynical years of believing it to be a load of bullshit) that it would be with someone from the dark side.

But you were different from Jason and the rest, Eddie fell for you instantly as you did for him. Six months later and he was still in a blissful state. He missed you like crazy and he couldn't wait to see you tomorrow when you were back from the competition.

Suddenly Dustin's walkie talkie crackles to life and he hears Steve Harrington's voice.

"Dustin, I just heard from Robin who's friends with Alice on the cheer team. Princess was in an accident" Eddie doesn't hear much after that. In fact his blood runs cold and he immediately jumps into action.

"Gentlemen and lady, he nods to Erica' We will have to reconvene another time" all he can think about is getting to you.

All he heard was the word accident and he was taken back to when he heard the news that his mom died. He feels as numb as he did at six years old when he realised his mom wasn't coming home.

His eyes blur and he wipes the tears away hastily. No. You would be fine this wasn't like that. He wishes he'd asked how you got injured but Eddie reacted before he could do so.

He drives to the hospital in blind panic and argues with the nurse on reception that confirms you arrived at the hospital half an hour ago.

The frustration is building. He just wants to see you and hold you. Before he can argue some more Chief Jim Hopper has his hand on Eddie's shoulder to calm him.

"It's okay son, she's fine. I'll take you to see her okay?" Eddie nods as relief seeps into his bones.

"What happened?" He demands and Jim explains that when you and some of your cheer friends went for a celebratory dinner after winning the competition, a reckless driver nearly drove into your path. You moved at the last second but fell on the pavement and broke your arm.

"I've already arrested the little punk" Hopper confirms before Eddie can think of making the dickhead driver suffer.

Hopper has to restrain Eddie the minute he sees the guy being led out of the ward he was on in handcuffs, there's not a scratch on him and Eddie feels his anger rise again.

Only the thought of seeing you keeps him calm.

As soon as he sees you he's at your side at once. You're fast asleep, arm in a sling and he feels a rush to protect you from anything that could ever hurt you. He never wants to see you lying on a hospital bed again, the thought physically pains him.

Gently he takes your hand and reaches down to kiss your forehead. This wakes you and you smile brightly even though you must be in pain.

"Eddie" he exhales in relief when your beautiful eyes focus on him. He's so happy that you're awake but he's still furious at the dickhead who put you in here in the first place.

He's not a violent guy but if he ever got his hands on the asshole, then there would be hell to pay.

"Princess, I was so worried" a moment passes between the two of you where you both cling to each other, soothed by each other's presence.

"I'm okay, my arm is broken and I have a few bruises but I'm fine, might need my handsome boyfriend to play doctor for a couple of weeks" you tease and he chuckles, he'd do anything for you.

"I'll be the best doctor you've ever seen sweetheart, might spoil my patient a little bit though" (well a lot)

He will make sure you're comfortable, loved and that you don't have to lift a finger, this whole situation could have been a whole lot worse and he's just grateful that his princess will be okay.

♥️♥️♥️

#eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst #protective eddie

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